Kakarot left me undone, completely. I wanted to do so much more to him, including but not limited to sinking my cock inside him until my balls touched his ass, but knew that if I were to go that far there would be no going back. No, it was better to take my time with this, with him. As I strode through the elevator doors and rode it down to the ground floor I was lost in thought.
Growing up, my father had told me that I was different from other humans, and that there were only a select few others out there like me. A long time ago, human science had discovered that the entire human race carried a gene that if activated, could cause a mass extinction thus they had started to meddle around and try to create meta humans that were stronger and faster than the typical human being, albeit different: we didn't have the gene inside us that would have led to the extinction of humanity. Then, a few years past that initial date, the science behind the first doomsday figured out how to cure everyone of the gene, and the crisis had been averted. My father had been the lead research scientist back in the early days of this type of work, and had successfully engineered myself and others before the government wanted us shut down and destroyed. The majority of the babies that had been born in test tubes developed magical abilities including but not limited to supersonic speed, inhuman strength, mind reading, etc. The most powerful of those were myself and the other's with the same genetic makeup, but in order to preserve us my father had had to act quickly and in the mass confusion Kakarot had been shipped off to the midwest somewhere with a lady scientist that had created him.
Most of us worked for my father's company which was a facade for what really went on; we were a genetical engineering research facility with expansions in London, Tokyo, Stockholm, Beijing, Singapore, and Milan.
Kakarot was my assistant, yes, however we were grooming him to be so much more...considering he was created to be my mate, and mine alone. From the moment I had first caught his scent, I wanted to bend him over the desk in my office and fuck him until we couldn't breathe anymore. The baka didn't even know what was going on, and had apparently grown up with no knowledge of his heritage. He was perfect; the ideal man for me, with his slender hips and gentle curves, yet tall with well built albeit lean muscles. I snarled when I thought of that bastard Camori getting his hands on Kakarot from an early age, and now of course he had to be meddling in affairs once more.
The biggest issue here was that Camori knew about his touching disease, and would more than likely use it to exploit him. I grit my teeth and clenched my fists tight in my pocket as I stood outside in the gentle snowfall and waited for my car to arrive. Kakarot was mine, MINE. I would be having words with Camori tomorrow, that was for damned sure.
The sleek black limousine pulled around the corner and slid up to where I was standing silently. I waited for the driver to get out and open the door for me with a frown, counting the seconds it took for him to do so. To my surprise, a young man got out from the passenger side and hurried along to open the door instead of my driver, and he looked exactly like my Kakarotto except with darker skin tone.
"Sir, forgive me." he stated sincerely, and I nodded at him curtly before stepping into the dark interior and listened to the door shut behind me. I sighed when I saw the other man sitting across from me.
"Alright, Vegeta, you had me bring my brother here and I delivered, now I need to know why." Raditz Sarada sat with his powerful strong arms folded across his chest and his elegant but sharp features drawn into a frown.
"Raditz," I said warningly, and he pouted at me.
"No, I've been doing your errand running for long enough, I don't want Goku getting involved."
"He won't be involved if Camori stays out of it," I grumbled and the other man rose his thin arched eyebrows.
"Goku slept with Broly then? Damn, I thought he'd just drank himself to sleep," he muttered, and I had just been taking a sip of wine when I spat it out.
"What?" I questioned violently.
"Calm down before you blow a vein out, he hasn't slept with anyone in a long time however he was extremely relaxed the other day when I told you to come check up on him. That typically only happens when he's had some sort of sexual release. Nauseating that I know that, but with his disease…" he trailed off suggestively and I rolled my eyes.
The rest of the ride back to the office passed in relative silence before I got out.
"Wait, Vegeta. I need to know what you want with my brother."
"Alright, Sarada, but only because you won't shut up about it. He was created for me, to be my soul mate. I'm going to make him co-owner one day when I'm the president of this corporation, but he will not have a hand in the day to day activities if he chooses so. If he is capable of bearing children, then he will bear mine."
"Damn." Raditz said slowly, mouth slightly agape.
"Don't let Nappa catch you with your mouth open like that, I've heard how he likes it rough." His mouth shut with a snap and he glared at me.
"Whatever. Just don't fuck with his brain, Vegeta, or I swear to the moon I'll fucking kill you, and you know I'm good at it." He stepped out after me and sent me one last withering glare before he stalked off to where the parking garage lay.
My thoughts wandered back to my Kakarotto as I traversed the silent and dark building, electing to take the stairs. He was beautifully designed, and his personality couldn't have been more perfectly suited to match mine if they'd tried. I didn't care that he'd been created and borne from a test tube, because I was the same way; I wanted him in my arms and I ached to hold him again.
Now that he was here, palpable and present, it would be difficult for me to keep away from him. I shouldn't have had to contain myself but knew that there were issues that I was currently unaware of before we could proceed. I had touched him tonight, and that was a huge step in the right direction; I could smell the desire and need to please me radiating off of him, and it had spurred me into action. I wanted to kiss, touch, sear his memory with my image, and I hoped it had worked.
I was brought out of my heated thoughts when I flipped on the light to my office and saw my little brother sitting there, his feet propped up on my desk and looking every bit the raffish individual he was.
"Hey brother. You didn't show up to my ceremony; the only one who showed was Bulma and her husband."
"That wasn't tonight, Tarble, it couldn't have been." I racked my brains and scowled at him.
"Dad missed it too. Do I really embarrass you guys that much?"
"I'm sure father had a perfectly excusable explanation for missing it."
"Yeah? And do you?" he stood up suddenly and I froze.
"Nevermind what I was doing." Tarble narrowed his eyes at me and then sniffed at the air before grinning wickedly.
"You found something that interests you? Sharesies?"
"No, I am not sharing him with you." I growled, and he laughed mockingly.
"Well at least you find his ass interesting, moreso than your own brother." He went to walk past me and I held up a hand and barred him from leaving.
"Stop. Do you even have a place to stay?" I asked, giving him a level glare. He faltered, looking down and to the left which meant he was about to lie.
"Well I...you know, I kind of...no," he admitted. I sighed roughly.
"Let me retrieve my laptop and we will leave." I stalked over to the desk and pulled out a drawer after pressing my keycode in and grabbed it out of its charging container and then put it a briefcase designed for it.
"Follow me, Tarble."
He shoved his hands into the pockets of his jean jacket and I noticed he had dark circles under his eyes. He was wearing black jeans and gold jordans, the jeans tucked into the tongue of the shoes, and it looked suspiciously like he had eyeliner smudged around his eyes.
"When we get home, you're to stay put. No parties, no drugs, no illegal activity and I'm assigning someone to guard you."
"Fucks sake, Geets! I'm not a little kid anymore!" he hissed at me. I spun around as we got to the top of the building and were about to walk towards the helicopter pad.
"You sure act like one!" I yelled back, and when he went to open his mouth to retort back angrily, I snapped "You're reckless, irresponsible, and you reek like alcohol already. You're going to stay in my house until you're clean, got that?" He glared at me, clearly wanting to deck me, but at that moment was fighting the urge.
"I hate you, Vegeta."
"Duly noted, now let's go." I scoffed, turning around and stepping up into the helicopter, followed closely by Tarble. Fucking kids, I thought sourly, then dimly realized that my brother was almost the same age as my love interest, who was 22. It had been a long day and I desperately needed to get home as six a.m. came early.
The helicopter dropped us off at the top of my penthaus apartment; it spanned an entire city block nearly and was a mansion in the apartment complex compared to the smaller ones that dotted the rest of the city. I sighed.
"You can have your own wing, I suppose. I'd planned on you coming here after you graduated anyways. I hadn't told father my plans of this." He looked at me but hiked his messenger bag over his shoulder closer; it likely had all of his worldly possessions in it.
"Fine. I guess as far as prisons go, I've seen the inside of worse."
"Tarble," I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. Ever since he'd been small he'd loved getting into trouble; it was a thrill for him, a challenge. He needed to find a suitor that would keep him busy and marry off, but then I wasn't the best candidate to preach that as I'd abstained from sex ever since father had told me about my mate. He snorted at my expression and we got out of the chopper and headed to the little stairwell that led to a secured off portion with a doorway that led to more stairs. It was an easy way in and out of my house, however it got lonely here with just myself. Once Kakarotto was here though...I'd make him fill the halls with his screams of pleasure, and then he'd scream again when he bore my children to me, if he was able to. Our children would then fill the halls with their laughter and mischief as they grew up, and I wouldn't be alone any longer.
I sighed again; we had a long way to go before we hit that mark though. Right now he only knew me as his boss and now, thanks to my actions that I didn't regret, was interested in me physically as well as mentally. We entered into the house and I showed him to where his wing started.
"I'm willing to give you the run of the house, just stay out of my room. One room, out of three hundred fourty seven. Think you can manage that?" I said curtly, and he was looking around him in awe.
"Uh, I've lived the past ten years of my life in a barrack house. I think I can strike a deal here. Um, Geets?" he rubbed the back of his head nervously and flushed slightly.
"What?" I said around a yawn.
"I, uh, don't have very many clothes...maybe, if I work for you, I could get money and then get some new ones?"
"Nonsense. I'll take you shopping tomorrow. I really don't want you around what I do, however seeing as you were shipped off to train for it...we'll talk more about it later. For now, go shower, sleep, and make a list of what you need. And," I paused, and he looked at me curiously, "write down what you want. I should congratulate you on graduating. We'll have lunch tomorrow and then perhaps you'd like to go shopping with Bulma?"
His face cracked into a wide grin and he nodded enthusiastically before bounding over to me and hugging me tightly. I rolled my eyes but let him do so; he knew I had a thing with touching others.
I pinched the bridge of my nose in exasperation. We were all sitting in my office, Kakarot standing attentively in the corner, Tarble sitting across the desk from me, and me at the forefront.
"Alright, most of this, is doable however," I paused as I thumbed through the three and a half pages front and back that Tarble had handed me this morning. Oh, and they weren't typed, they were scribbled in a sprawling elegant cursive.
"However?" he quipped with a smirk.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "However, the entire last page and a half is a no. Hell no."
"Aww, come on 'Geets, why not?" he said with a shit eating grin. I noticed Kakarot move his hand up to his face as if to hide a smile, but he played it off by just itching his nose. However, the corners of his lips quirked constantly. I would deal with him later.
"Let me read this out loud to you: Twelve hookers, 3 kilos of blow and I quote 'I know you know a guy,'" I stared at him hard as he was sniggering to himself by this point, "explosives, various compartments to hide my stash, a terabyte of dungeon porn, and an AR15 'because of reasons'. You are absolutely ridiculous, you little-" at this point I was interrupted by a loud snort from Tarble and then he was rolling around in his chair in hysterics.
"You said 'dungeon porn'! Oh my god you actually fucking said it!" He was laughing so hard he was crying and even Kakarot in the corner was grinning in amusement by this point. I scowled at them both.
"Ridiculous! Bakas!" I spat, and Tarble continued rolling around and slapping his knee. I stood up with a flourish and straightened my jacket lapels, rolling my eyes.
"Kakarot, I need you to type first two pages up for me and then email them to my sister, if you will, and then come find us at Conference Room One. Tarble, you're coming with me and you're going to sit there and be quiet." Kakarot nodded and scurried off to do what I'd instructed while I took my fool brother with me to my next meeting.
"Yes sir," he muttered under his breath, and I refrained from smacking him upside the head. Only a younger sibling could drive one to rage so quickly. As I'd heard Kakarot laughing with the front desk lady the other day, 'zero to one hundred real quick'? Yes, I would need to add that to my repertoire of vocabulary.
"Shut it." I hissed from the corner of my mouth at him, and he sniggered. Ugh, he riled me so easily. We took our seats along the oblong obsidian conference table and waited for the others to start filing in. Tarble slouched down and looked at everyone unamused as they came in, that was however until two different people caught his eye.
Raditz Sarada and the new guy walked in together in a deep conversation, and Tarble stiffened visibly as he narrowed his eyes and watched them until they sat down away from us. I rolled my eyes. Of course he would be interested in those two. I didn't even know the other guys name, as he was brand new. He must have been hired on by Nappa's team and was assisting Raditz in his missions, or he was just their secretary. Either way, he smelled the same as the rest of us mutants did so he must have passed the screening tests to get in.
Raditz settled down into his chair as their conversation drew to a close and Kakarot slipped in at the last minute followed by Nappa who was presenting this morning. Sarada frowned heavily at the elegant bald man and I rose an eyebrow at that; they had been created for each other similarly to myself and Kakarotto however it looked like he was having issues with it. Kakarot came and stood behind my chair as he always did and Nappa nodded in our direction.
With a brief glance over to Raditz, he clicked on the projector from the ceiling and began.
"I'll make this as brief as I can. Late last night we received transmission from an entity back east saying that they had one of our own and that we had better halt production or else. I am currently tracking the address down however it is proving difficult, but when I know more I will elaborate. Moving from that to a better subject, we will soon have buildings in San Francisco, Seattle, and Portland as well as in Flagstaff and Austin. The groundwork is being laid as we speak, the deal went through last week." Applause went around the table at this and yet, I continued frowning from the first part of his speech.
I went deep into thought and subsequently checked out of the rest of the meeting. Who was involved in the kidnapping? Who of ours had been taken? Obviously no one from this company, as we were all present, what did this mean? The government was not our friend as we continued operating under secret contracts. There were those in the world that sought to reactivate the human extinction gene, thus they were racing against time to create a new race. We had the funding we needed, but how much longer could we continue to operate like this?
For the greater part of the past twenty years we'd been functioning under the guise of bankers and other corporate offices, yet...something felt off to me. Something was going to happen, of that much I was absolutely certain. There was no way to be certain of course though, not until it happened, so we just had to play it off until it actually happened. I glanced to the side towards Tarble, who had dressed in his best gothic get-up today that he could get away with, and scoffed as he was making eyes at Sarada. Raditz smirked at him and turned in his chair facing away from him, but his body language indicated he was interested. My, my, what would your dear Nappa say, little man?
Nappa for his part either elected not to notice his "lover" flirting with someone else or it completely passed over his head because he said nothing of it, nor did his eyes glance over at Sarada for the rest of the meeting. I wanted to shoot myself by the time it was finally over; Nappa had a dry, monotone voice that could put even a child hopped up on caffeine and sugar to sleep. I waited for the rest of the men to leave, Sarada hanging around until Nappa glared at him and he stalked away pouting.
I turned in my chair to look at my assistant standing behind me dutifully and waited expectantly before he noticed what I wanted.
"O-oh! I'm s-sorry, um, your next appointment is...meeting with your sister?" he consulted his palm pilot and then looked up at me in confusion.
"Then we should go meet with her, shouldn't we Kakarot?" I said lowly. Tarble smirked at me and stood up, stretching like a feline. I rolled my eyes and stood up.
"You are despicable." I growled at him, and he smirked wider in my direction.
"Believe me, I know."
"Ooooooh, Tarble look at this!" Bulma squealed in my ear as she rushed past me in her haste to get to Tarble.
"Augh, vile woman," I muttered to myself and wandered over to see what they were blathering about. Kakarot was trailing along behind me, looking around at the glamourous items all around him. He looked delectable standing there, clueless as ever about his surroundings. I sighed softly to myself as I moved to stand back with him. Bulma and Tarble got into an argument over which leggings were better and I decided to leave them for a moment and pay more attention to him.
"So, Kakarot, enjoying yourself?" I growled in his ear, and he jumped as he realized I was suddenly standing right beside him.
"Gee, Vegeta, I didn't hear you." He blushed at me, obviously remembering what had occurred between us the other night. I decided to lay it on thick, especially if I was competing for his affection with Camori.
"You don't need to hear me in order to feel my presence near you." I growled, reaching out and grabbing his ass suddenly. He blushed heavily and reached down, yanking my hand away. I smirked.
"Ye GODS!" he yelped, his cheeks stained a lovely pink colour. I looked around quickly, noticing Tarble and Bulma viewing us through disdainful faces. I flipped them off and looked back at Kakarot, admiring him; he truly was a sight for sore eyes with his tall and lean form, his hair that looked so thick and lush that I yearned to run my fingers through his hair. I wanted to take him to the back of the store and take him then and there but alas…
"Vegeta!" he hissed once he'd calmed down a little. I rose an eyebrow at him.
"Yes, Kakarot?"
"Buy me dinner first," he mumbled, as if afraid to say anything too loudly.
"You want me to buy you dinner before I eat you?" I asked smugly. He blushed and then walked off, and I knew he'd probably get lost somewhere so I followed him discreetly, looking at suits and various other items.
We were there for several more hours but eventually Tarble had a wardrobe that suited his needs and my own. I had Kakarot measured as well so that he would have something more professional to wear at the office, not that he didn't look utterly fuckable already. I forced myself to calm down, my hormones were out of control right now and I needed release but he wasn't ready for me just yet.
We swung by his son's daycare afterwards and picked him up, and the two year old was quite beside himself with excitement at the prospect that he was riding home in a limo. I watched Kakarot out of the corner of my eye, smiling at how he treated his small child. He truly was the perfect match for me, the perfect mate. I couldn't wait to see where the future would take us.
We'd come home and Tarble had immediately traipsed off to his room complaining loudly about how bad his feet hurt. I rolled my eyes and set some packages down on the counter, waiting for him to come back and get them.
Several long minutes passed and I started tapping my foot impatiently. What the hell was taking him so long? I took my phone out and started scrolling through my emails, frowning when I got to the bottom and found one from Camori. I opened it, and my frown deepened into a scowl as rage made me nearly throw up. He'd emailed me a picture of Kakarot's head in his lap asleep with the caption 'He's mine. Back off.' I was still growling when Tarble entered back into the room and paused.
"Woah, who pissed you off?" he asked as I angrily punched in a response to Camori.
"Nevermind. Just get out that new laptop and I'll help you set it up."
"Whatever you say, old man." he muttered under his breath. He rustled around in the sacks and then pulled out the box that held the sleek MacBook that I'd bought for him as a graduation/consolation present. He slid it out of the packaging with a reverent expression on his face and I gave a begrudging smile that he liked his gift.
"This is yours to do with whatever you like, Tarble. Just don't do anything illegal...here." I trailed off suggestively, and Tarble nodded as he plugged the computer in and booted it up. I walked him through the setup process and then let him loose on the internet, carrying the rest of his merchandise back to his room. It still looked impersonal and sterile in here but I was sure that would be changing here within the next few days as he put things away and organized them to his liking. I walked back out to the kitchen where he was still glued to the computer and seated at the counter.
"Are you hungry?" I asked, and he glanced up at me and shook his head.
"No 'Geets, I'm good for now. Hey, come here real fast. I have an email already, and it's addressed to both of us." I looked at him and went to stand by him, leaning forward with him to see what this was all about.
The email opened and it was from an unknown sender, with a video attachment. Knowing that his computer couldn't get a virus I let him open the file, but with severe trepidation.
The scene unveiled to be that of a man in a mask, tied to a chair in a cave. Another masked crusader was looking into the camera and speaking in Russian. It took only a moment for the receptors in my brain to focus and then translate them automatically to english, knowing that Tarble was capable of doing so as well. The man was making demands and my frown deepened.
"You will transfer thirty billion dollars to this account tomorrow or the old man gets it! We will ensure he loses a limb for each hour that passes by. You aren't even humans, you sick whorescum, you lab rats! The world belongs to the Red Crescent, not some half-human shit!" Tarble gasped and looked up at me, but I remained stoic and watched as they tore the mask off the man in the chair and then my eyes widened; it was my father.
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*author's notex2: Let me know if anything needs clearing up guys, I just want to make sure this is comprehensible :)