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~Chibi Mirai Gogeta
Forgotten Innocence
Chapter 06: Service
Though the Planet Trade Organization was the well-known by the former Cold dynasty, there was another that rivaled their ingenuity. Vegeta had managed to pull strings with the leader of Worlds of Value Association, or WOVA. The leader was a headstrong tactical genius named Velns who was well-known for his leadership and abilities to negotiate with war-torn planets. In the past, there was bitter rivalry between the two dynasties; however, they had come to an agreement before the destruction of Planet Vegeta to work different sectors instead of within the same ones.
Upon reaching Velns' home planet of Surgat, Vegeta had demanded to see the warlord immediately to discuss employment. Now in the richly established quarters of the kingdom's highly decorated room, Vegeta and Kakarrot stood in wait for the man himself to appear.
"Remember what I drilled in your head these past few days Kakarrot, manners mean everything while in the presence of Velns," Vegeta whispered in a threatening tone.
Kakarrot only nodded as he remembered the very things Vegeta spoke highly of about Velns himself. Despite being over a hundred years old, there are rumors that his mind and body were still in their prime due to the elixir on the planet that had granted him eternal youth. Though Frieza knew of his age, he couldn't have cared less about the elixir of Surgat. For any warrior to drink that, they must first pledge their undying allegiance to the warlord himself or be of noble blood.
The curtains opened to reveal that the supposed legend was true and the giant towering around nine feet tall emerged. He was a dark-skinned humanoid creature with long black hair that seemed to be banded in multiple, thick strands from the crown of his head to the rounded off tips that draped near his ass. Such a man could never be found anywhere on Earth with the solid stature and muscular build he possessed for it would be highly impossible for a normal human to grow that tall without being crippled later in life from constant back pains and other miscellaneous ailments for that height.
Velns was adorned in a soft satin garment that had unique glyphs in the same color of his skin tone etched rather delicately in the woven fabric. A solid burgundy red skirt adorned in various chains of different thicknesses served as the belt and armor of his lower regions or merely decoration. Copper bands engraved with fine semi-precious stones were on his wrists and ankles as plain sandals finished the erotic assemble.
"It is rare of anyone who used to work for the Cold Empire to visit me, even rarer for Saiya-jins as young and talented to stand before my presence," Velns began in a rich baritone accent. "How is it I may help you gentleman?"
"We wish to join WOVA," Vegeta began regally.
"I see… and I am sure you two have previous experience serving under the Cold Empire?" The twinkle in Velns' dark, copper-colored irises seem to fall upon both the prince and the highly inexperienced warrior at his side.
"I do, but the other has lost his memories due to an unforeseen accident," Vegeta noticed the look and realized that Velns wasted no time noticing the nervousness that Kakarrot emitted in spades.
"Such a shame that had to happen," Velns replied. "If you are willing to join, you must both swear your allegiance to me right here and now."
Vegeta wasted no time falling to his knees. Kakarrot, who lingered longer and taking in the king's stance, had to be dragged down and reminded quickly where he was at that moment. An amused look appeared on the warlord's face. It seemed he knew who the puppeteer was and who the puppet was in this situation.
"We swear upon our destroyed planet of Vegeta that we will serve you Velns until the day we meet our maker," Vegeta spoke this vow for both of them; knowing Kakarrot would have screwed up.
"Very well," Velns clapped twice and soldiers appeared almost seemingly out of nowhere on all sides. They were of different races and yet, seemed eager to do their lord's bidding. "Take these men to their quarters and serve them the finest food. They are to embark on a mission of my choosing tomorrow at 0800 hours."
The quarters that Kakarrot was given seemed unlike the ones on the first planet he and Vegeta on. It was almost though they had won the lottery and then some. Their room was almost a romantic suite that was larger than any earthly mansion's living room. Bookshelves lined the walls with texts in alien languages and sculptures decorating the smaller or larger spaces in between. The lighting seemed to brighten the room to the point where the shadows almost did not exist within their bedroom. A king-sized bed lay in the center of the room and it was easy to shove another dozen or so into the room without it being filled to capacity.
On the other side of the room was a bar-like setting with no one sitting there. Of course, he wasn't in the mood to check it out as of yet and went through the next doorway.
The adjoining bathroom itself was almost like a spa and overly decorated with various scented soaps and large mirrors on practically every surface. Lush seats were stationed in front of the sink and if one desired, servants to wait on him hand and foot. This seemed highly over the top and Kakarrot almost wished that Vegeta were here to handle the servants who seemed to fawn over him the minute he walked in the door.
Gloves, armor, spandex and boots littered the floor as Kakarrot was seated in the oversized tub and three women began scrubbing at various portions of his body. He tried to protest; however, they already seemed highly determined to service the amnesiac Saiya-jin despite what his wishes were. Resigning to his fate, his eyes closed; ignoring their oddest glances and assuming that their duty was to please the young warrior.
"Master, would you stand up?" one soft feminine voice spoke to his right side; his eyes opening.
Kakarrot stood quietly and felt the hands running down the remainder of his thighs, one hand boldly washing his groin as he looked down at the young alien female that possessed white skin, golden hair and black eyes. Her nose was flat and she only seemed interested in cleaning the warrior. For the first time, he noticed that these servants wore the same black clothing and were various shapes and sizes. Some were taller, some were short, some were pudgy and others thin and taunt. They all seemed like they were all the same race though and were highly trained at their job.
"What is Velns like?" Kakarrot found himself saying after a few minutes.
"Master Velns is a wonderful man," a male spoke. "He has saved our world of a famine years ago due to the invading race of aliens pillaging our village's food source."
"To repay him, we joined his army and other facilities to ensure our loyalty…" another female replied.
"I see…" Kakarrot suddenly felt a hand rub against the nub of his tail and his back arched. He moaned softly from the touch.
"Did we do something wrong master?" A fourth voice, yet another female asked.
"It's… it's fine… just be careful around my tail spot," Kakarrot breathed. He had been taught about the anatomy of the Saiya-jins and the highly potent g-spot. He was grateful when hands left the area and water washed across his body; wiping away the suds upon his skin.
"By the way, my name's Merith," the youngest female spoke. Her long golden hair bounced softly.
"I am Joel," the male spoke behind Kakarrot. He seemed older, his faded golden hair thinning at the top of his head.
"Mine is Luci," the third female spoke that seemed older than Merith. Her hair was cropped almost to her scalp; exposing her slightly pointed ears with various black studs.
"And mine is Gaga," the eldest female spoke who had accidentally found Kakarrot's weakness. Her hair, was longer than Luci's, but only fell to her shoulders. "We look forward to serving you master."
"You call me Kakarrot if you want," the Saiya-jin told them.
"Very well Master Kakarrot," Merith smiled. Deciding not to argue with them, he let it go; still not easy of his predicament.
Food was spread across the bar as Gaga, Merith and Luci smiled rather fondly of their new master. Joel was standing at the stove cooking more food for the Saiya-jin's ravenous appetite. It seemed odd that Vegeta had not bothered to stop by his room after being taken to his own room hours ago. Truth be told, if he had shown up, he probably would have gotten angry at befriending the local aliens that had taken care of him thus far.
"How is the food Master Kakarrot?" Luci asked.
"It is very well prepared," Kakarrot spoke between plates. Of all the planets he could remember, the food on this one by far surpassed his expectations.
"That's good," Gaga smiled. "Would you like some more wine?"
"Certainly!" Kakarrot had no idea that Gaga had slipped something into his glass while he reached for another plate. Drinking down the contents pre-carelessly, he grinned happily at the ladies that seemed to treat him like a king.
As night began to fall upon the planet, Kakarrot felt more tired than usual. Normally, he would have an easier time staying away, but something was making him feel fatigued; worn out after a long day. Crawling into bed, his eyes shut and it only took moments before he fell asleep. The servants who had taken care of Kakarrot went through a hidden doorway that was concealed behind a bookcase; a mysterious agenda that proved something was amiss.
He was standing ankle-deep in the water that lapped at his shins. Unlike his previous dream, he was in the middle of a forest that seemed to have been submerged by a flood of sorts. Yet, the trees bore the soft blue-green leaves that spoke volumes. A soft splashing was heard behind him and he spun around and noticed Vegeta walking towards him naked, his tail swaying in the air in an erotic display.
"Vegeta? How did we…?" Kakarrot was silenced by the lips that once again brushed against his. Unlike the last dream, he felt a tail wrap around his right thigh, the fur invoking something far more complicated. One hand brushed where his tail used to be and he moaned softly; wanting his prince to keep touching it. Almost though reading his mind, Kakarrot felt that pleasure again and again.
"Kakarrot…" Vegeta's voice softly spoke against his skin; almost though the words vibrated against his soul. "My Kakarrot…"
'Yes… I am Vegeta's…' Kakarrot thought; his mind committed to these words his prince had spoken. His eyes closed as passion seemed to grow between the two; leaving nothing but a burning need inside of him.
"Wake up…" Vegeta spoke again, this time, he voice seemed more distant.
"What?" Kakarrot was confused. Why would his prince, the one that was seducing him, ask him to 'wake up'?
"Wake up!"
Kakarrot's eyes opened suddenly and he noticed that he was holding one of the large pillows against his nude body. The sheets were tangled around his body; one corner of it was exactly where he thought Vegeta's tail was. He noticed that Vegeta had been standing there completely angry at him, not like the one in his dream that murmured things that he had yearned for.
"We're going to be late if you don't get out of bed this instant," Vegeta yelled at the younger Saiya-jin.
"S-sorry Vegeta," Kakarrot rose from bed before noticing that he had an issue.
"Sit," Vegeta commanded. It would be easier if he did this now than let the idiot fidget in front of Velns. Kakarrot complied with this command and wondered what he was about to do. "Don't expect me to do this again, Kakarrot."
"D-do what, Vegeta…?" Kakarrot felt embarrassed as Vegeta moved in.
What felt like an eternity, Kakarrot looked at Vegeta who eventually pulled away from the younger warrior's grasp rather angrily.
"Now that you had your fucking blow job, get dressed and let's go," Vegeta spoke rather crudely before walking out the door, leaving Kakarrot sitting there utterly confused.
"Blow job?" Kakarrot blinked, trying to figure out what was going on. At that moment, he was more confused about what his prince had done than the mission they were about to go on.
From behind the bookcase, Gaga smirked in amusement.
To Be Continued…
