Giving Up
by icypinkpop
Pairing: Raditz/Vegeta
Disclaimer: If I owned it, there would be lots less dragons and many more balls.
Warnings: Slash (Male/Male YAOI GAYNESS :O!1oneone), swearing, rape, blood, crying, sap, irony, extreme angst, Jeice (because I love him), rather sick subjects, despair, grief...not a happy story. It is suggested that the reader keep their tissue box at hand and their mouse on the back button.
Author's note: Almost to the end, folks.
"Text" – Speech.
'Text' – Thoughts.
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Chapter 10- In the Shadows
"Well, well. And what do we have here?"
Fat purple lips twisted into a grin as Dodoria stared at the lovers, a thick chuckle burbling up in his throat. "Surprise, surprise. I hate to interrupt your fuck, but Master Frieza would rather not have two monkeys soiling the floors of his ship."
Raditz stared in horror, body truly quaking for the first time since he could remember. They were caught, and all because he couldn't restrain himself.
It was all his fault.
Feeling Vegeta tremble softly in his arms, the taller Saiyan embraced his naked companion as if to never let him go, stomach weighed down with a mixture of intense fear and guilt. What was going to happen now? Would they be tortured, killed even? What if-
Two other guards darted into the room before Raditz could finish his thought, boots clattering urgently on the floor.
"You take the big one," a voice snarled, and the larger Saiyan felt himself grabbed up from behind, twisting and writhing in the grasp. Again, before a reaction was possible, a knee rocketed hard into his gut and he shouted in agony, blood dripping from the corner of his lips. Whilst Raditz was weakened, the second guard wasted no time in yanking a whimpering Saiyan Prince from his hands, forcing Vegeta's arms behind his back and cuffing his wrists together.
Raditz gasped, spitting red saliva in outrage. "Y-you let him go!"
"Shut up!" This time, a fist had embedded itself in his eye and his arms were tied, shaking with his cry of pain. Struggling further in terror as he felt the unnamed guard begin to drag him out of the room, Raditz fought as hard as he could against the stronger hands, tail puffed in outrage.
"You let him go!!" he commanded shakily, snarling and growling and trying desperately to tear from the grip. The other guard backhanded Vegeta across the face and Raditz let out a bellowed shout of anger, livid. "FUCK OFF! How dare you!"
A second fist hit his side relentlessly, but Raditz continued to struggle. "Take the little one to Lord Frieza," a voice near his ear yelled to the guard opposite, who replied with a nod of the head. "I'll lock this one up for the moment. See if Frieza wants him alive or ejected."
Trembling, Raditz shook his head, fingers quaking with the effort it took to continue struggling. Ejected. They planned to send him off into the recesses of space without supplies. It was how most unwanted recruits were gotten rid of.
However, this wasn't what disturbed him most.
Vegeta was being brought to Frieza.
"Kill me instead!!" He shouted, voice cracking enough for his intended command to sound a plea. "Do it! Take me to that bastard Frieza! Leave Vegeta out of this!"
At this moment, the second guard brought an unusually limp Vegeta through the doorway, giving Raditz only a fraction of time to look at his royal Prince's face. His eyes were almost closed, and tears sparkled in the corners, streaming slowly down his cheeks. A moment passed as they looked at each other, Vegeta with a half pleading, half resigned expression. Raditz felt his heart stop, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"I-"
Raditz' words were prematurely cut when a hard pressure was exerted on the back of his neck, tingles shooting up through his spine. Nothing mattered anymore but Vegeta. He knew what he was feeling now.
As he drifted quickly into forced unconsciousness, his mind carried on with the words his lips had almost forgotten.
~I love you. I love you. I love you.~
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"I suppose you're wondering why I chose to wait to brand you, aren't you my little monkey Prince?"
Head forcibly bowed, Vegeta trembled in his kneeling position, body quaking on the cold floors of Frieza's quarters. He said nothing, holding back a sob. Raditz had promised to get him out of this godforsaken place.
"Aren't you? You will speak when spoken to."
The icy voice instilled enough dread into the small Saiyan that he was forced to cave.
"Y-yes, my Lord," he nodded, not yet daring to raise his eyes. Teeth nearly biting a whole through his lip, Vegeta moved to hug his body with his arms, fingers tightening around his biceps. What was going to happen to him now? Would he ever see Raditz again, or would they send him off into the endless vacuum of space where he would never be seen again?
He whimpered, heart throbbing inside his chest.
"No need to cry. That part will be quick and painless." A cold hand slid over Vegeta's cheek, black nails tracing the fine, almost unnoticeable lines in the young skin. "However, as for your question, I suppose the best explanation would be that…I enjoy having my dessert last."
Heart thumping loud enough for Vegeta to hear it, the small Prince lost his look of blind subservience and snapped his head up, dark eyes enormous. This…couldn't be happening. Raditz' words echoed through his mind.
'You idiot! He's going to rape you! He's going to tear you apart from the inside and leave you bloody the way he did to your father!'
His father…
Feeling as if someone had just gave him a swift, punishing punch to the gut, Vegeta flinched noticeably and stared straight ahead from his kneeling position, eyes wide in horror as he stared straight at the Ice Lord's legs. He choked, trying to find his voice.
"Wh-"
"Restrain him."
Before he could fully comprehend what was happening, Vegeta found himself yanked back harshly against a fat form, restrained underneath his arms my pudgy maroon fingers. Squealing, he thrashed desperately in the hold, now aware of what was going to happen to him.
Frieza was going to…to…
"AHHH!"
"Shut up." Dodoria's voice was only a whisper in the back of his mind. Screaming out and squinting his eyes shut as he felt the servant behind him begin to carry his body, Vegeta shuddered and tried to pry himself from the grip, clawing and biting desperately at all the flesh he could possibly reach. "L-let me go!!" He pleaded, desperately attempting to keep the fire in his voice. He failed the moment he began to sob, lip trembling as his Lord extended a pale hand and took his chin gently into white fingers.
Vegeta sniffled, body quaking violently as Frieza's free hand began to slide down over his still unclothed form. Black lips parted before his eyes, and he turned his head away, gagging as a chilly maroon tongue traced its slimy way over the heated flesh of his cheek.
"No need to fret," the cold voice reassured, a black fingernail scraping its way up Vegeta's inner thigh. "This needed to happen sooner or later. You are about to officially become one of mine."
Momentary silence, followed by the shuddering scrape of Frieza's nail breaking his flesh.
"Mmmph!" Mouth covered, Vegeta could only cry and whine in pain as the brand was carved into his young flesh. His tail trembled and went limp behind him, full-body shudders wracking his petite frame.
"Now, now. It was the inevitable. More is coming, my pet."
Vegeta tightened his legs, overpowered by hopelessness as he felt the whip-like tail began to creep up his leg.
There was no escape now.
Chest heaving as he tried to escape the sensations, Vegeta simply submitted to the soft, taunting words, tears trickling nonstop from squinted eyes.
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(1 week later)
"LET ME OUT YOU GOD DAMN FUCKING IDIOTS!"
Raditz smashed violently at the bars, paying no heed to the bruising and bloody cuts that had found their way over his arms and legs. He gritted his teeth and tried again, slamming his full weight into the side of his cell before stopping momentarily to take a breath. He groaned, glaring at the bars as if to move them with his mind. This seemed hopeless.
It had been days since he and Vegeta were separated, and the whole thing was taking a severe toll on his mental and physical health. He had refused food, and only ingested the amount of water needed to remain conscious and fighting. On one occasion, to curb his frustrations, he had resorted to a quick, sad bout of masturbation, which had left him feeling even more guilty and pent up than before.
Giving a few halfhearted punches at the unyielding metal, Raditz groaned and retired to the corner of his cell, plopping down with an obvious air of despair. Tears welled up in his eyes and he let them flow for a moment, eyelids fluttering. He knew what was happening to Vegeta outside these bars; he had heard the screams more than a few times when they got especially loud.
Rape.
Vegeta, his noble young Prince and the center around which his life spun, was having his innocence taken again and again.
Raditz could only hope that he got to him in time to save his life.
Moments later, a shadow passed across his vision and his head snapped up, dark eyes working through the veil of tears to fall upon none other than Frieza's chief pet. Anger surging back with a vengeance, Raditz stood and flung himself against the bars, face inches from the startled guard's.
"What the fuck do I have to do for you to let me out of here?!" He spat in disgust and desperation, hands clenched around the metal poles. "Don't you people have hearts?! How can you just stand there and abide by the fact that Vegeta is being torn apart?! HE'S JUST A KID!"
Zarbon remained tacit, arms at his side and head slightly less upright than usual.
"Answer me! What do you want?! Sex?! Me on my knees begging for your mercy?! Well, here you have it! Just give me five minutes with my Prince then let Frieza do what he wants with me!" Raditz stopped for a moment and panted to get his breath back, choking back further tears. ~I promised I would get him out of here…I promised…~
"Hn, I'm afraid that won't get you what you want." Zarbon's voice was flat, unemotional, but without the usual sparkle of cruelty. A cerulean hand slid into his pocket. "I am indebted to Master Frieza. His orders are law. You're going to have to deal with it." With that sentiment, the servant gave Raditz an evanescent glance and turned away, walking back off to wherever he had come from.
"You bastard! You heartless sack of shit!" Raditz screamed, shaking the bars of his cell. A small clink of metal upon metal was heard, but the Saiyan paid no attention. For minutes, he shouted and pleaded with the departed Zarbon, eventually falling to his knees with starved exhaustion.
That was when he saw it.
Dark eyes met a tiny shimmer of bronze and he gasped, pupils dilating. In naught less than shock, he lunged forward to the end of the cell, mouth agape in shock.
A key sat on the sterile floors mere feet away, shining dimly in the low light.
It took Raditz a few moments to fully comprehend his luck before he let his arm rocket out form between the bars, desperately reaching for the item. His hand closed around it, and he let out an exhausted, disbelieving chuckle, lips twisting into a true grin. He had it.
In his hands was the ticket to freedom.
"That fool!" Tossing his head back, Raditz enjoyed a spiteful, mocking laugh for a moment before forcing himself to his feet, energy rejuvenated by the tangible symbol of hope. Hands once again sliding from between the apertures, he worked the tool into the lock and crept out, breathing a sigh of relief. The smile slid from his face as he looked down the hall, voice silenced. He had to work stealthily, he knew. One glimpse of his freed person and he would be back in the cell with no hope and no Saiyan Prince.
This would be the most important mission of his life.
A hand over his mouth to quiet his erratic breathing, Raditz made his way quickly down the hall, mind set on the quarters of Frieza.
Staring out from an adjoining hallway, Zarbon watched the burly Saiyan with knowing, serious eyes, fingers moving deliberately about in his empty pocket. "Damn monkey," he muttered, making his way off to the empty cell and leaning against the bars with his head down.
"Bastard better be grateful."
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Le drama! :D