When Vegeta neared the field, it was uncharacteristically quiet and his nerves began to rattle. "What the hell is going on?" Stopping over the mass of men below him, he scanned the sea of shaggy heads. Not one of them was moving and they all formed concentric circles around two men. Flying in lower, Vegeta noticed that one man was being strangled...one of the royal commanders. Anger coursed through him as he saw that none of the others were helping, nor fighting the rebels. Landing with enough force to break the ground he roared out to them, "What the fuck are you doing?" Eyes broke away from the two men and rested on their Ouji, the elite all fell into curtious submission as well as several of the rebels, the rest knelt half-heartedly and looked again to the two men clasped together. Thoroughly irritated, Vegeta pushed his way through the crowd, knocking over warriors left and right as he went. He stopped before the two men and growled. The commanders eyes pleaded with the Ouji for help, the other was biting his own lip, a bright red trail dripping from his chin, and growling in low menacing tones while his hands flexed around the commander's throat. Stalking forward, Vegeta grasped the man's arm and pulled back quickly as the pure look of hatred radiated at him from his lover's face.
"Radditz!" Vegeta regained his composure and ignored the swelling pressure his heart was creating in his chest as Radditz' eyes remained lifeless. The commander gurgled and Vegeta stepped toward Radditz again. Placing a hand on his shoulder, Vegeta resisted the urge to pull it back as Radditz' snarled again, he whispered, "Radditzu..."
Radditz face slowly softened at his name curling lightly off his lover's tongue.
"Let him go..." Vegeta put his free hand on Radditz' wrist and squeezed gently. Radditz' grip slowly relaxed and the commander fell to his hands and knees to the soiled ground gasping for breath. Radditz turned to Vegeta, his eyes still glazed and lifeless.
The commander slowly got to his wobbling legs and pointed a shaking finger at Radditz, "It's mutany! He's against the crown! He should be killed!" Vegeta's eyes flashed and he bounced a wall of energy at the man and knocked him to his ass in the muck.
"Shut up! You're lucky I didn't let him kill you!" Vegeta snapped. Turning back to Radditz he followed his gaze to a boy laying cold in the black mud. Radditz knelt beside the boy and put a hand over the gapping wound in his frail chest. A thud of landing feet sounded behind him, Vegeta turned to see his father looked oddly amongst the men all looking at Radditz and one boy.
"What's going on?" King Vegeta looked around himself and then to his son. "Was this your doing?" Vegeta glowered at him and shook his head then looked back to Radditz now cradling the boys head in his lap. King Vegeta put a warm palm to his son's shoulder and nodded to the sea of men. "Then this is a good time to tell everyone your thoughts about this war."
Vegeta nodded to his father then ran a loving hand through Radditz thick hair. Radditz looked up at him, eyes brimming with tears that fell freely down his hardened face. Vegeta shivered, that look was worse than the lifeless eyes he had seen moments before. Floating some ten feet into the air he crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the men below him. "Listen up you wastes! This endless warring is useless. The only thing that you rebels are accomplishing is getting yourselves killed." A growl rippled through the crowd. "Shut up! Look around you, those aren't men you are fighting with, they are boys! Most of your balls haven't even dropped yet!" Another growl moved through, this one smaller and less menacing than the last as the realization of truth hit them. "I can't say I understand where you are coming from because I don't. But you haven't voiced yourself. Speak the FUCK UP! We are all saiyajin here, this planet is ours alone. We shouldn't fight amongst ourselves, we are NOT each other's enemy!" Agreement and barks of attonement grew.
"One day I'll be ruler of this planet, and gods help you if you don't listen to me now. I can make things hard for you, harder than you could imagine. No way will things ever be easy. Times have NEVER been easy for anyone! Even the king." King Vegeta looked up at his son in shock. "I've watched you father. A proud and noble saiyajin. With every one of you that fights with your brothers and sisters, you kill your king a little each time. It's enough already! We have a common enemy, and it isn't between us. The Icejin and every other godforsaken race out there is watching us, waiting for us to weaken ourselves so they can take this planet out from under our feet. If you think times are hard now my friend, then the gods help you when you're mining on some planet billions of miles from your families and the ones that you love."
As Vegeta looked over the crowd he saw many looking at their feet in shame. Others were braking off into little groups and holding each other tightly. He was slowly getting through. "We need a strong bond, a mutual understanding of one another. Strong subjects make a strong king. Look around you, have you ever seen more thickskinned, thickskulled, weathered warriors in your life? NO! Why? Because you survive together against the Icejin, you help each other when it 'counts'. I ask you this, when did things stop counting?"
A murmur moved quietly through the mass below him. Vegeta looked down to his father, the King was smiling warmly up at him, a look of affection glowing in his eyes. Radditz stood looking up at Vegeta and placed his fist high in the air for everyone to see. He knelt before the Ouji and quickly after the entire ocean of men had knelt as well. Vegeta looked upon them, slightly awestruck at how quickly the tides had turned in his favor. _All they ever wanted was someone to tell them what they already knew, just to prove that someone was watching._
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As Radditz knelt, he felt a swell in his heart that threatened to break his chest. Vegeta had gotten through to all of them, rough words or not, and maybe he could fix things and make Vegetasei into the proud warrior race it always had been. As he turned his face upward to see his lover, a sharp spike of chi to his left and the world ran in slow motion. The rebel leaders lept from the tree line all of them combining their strength into one massive combination move. As Radditz looked on, the wave was aimed at the Ouji and Radditz barely had time to leap to his feet as it barreled closer.
A blinding flash of white made diamonds dance in his vision as he struggled to stay standing as hysteria broke across the ranks. When the points of light faded, Radditz could see King Vegeta clasping his broken son to his chest and pointing a death finger at the three men that ran like hell's fire was on their heels. Radditz grasped the nearest man and screamed into his face, "Find five good men, follow me!" His mind had gone numb, the rebels hit even after their troups had given into the Ouji's request for peace. Turning his head and barking over his shoulder, Radditz saw the faces of several men following him blanche, "Somebody bring a bucket, we'll need something to bring them back with..."
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a/n: next chapter: some nice action, hopefully it will be graphic. bare with me. classes just started and i'm trying to balance my time. for everyone still waiting for some well deserved lemon, it's coming. o.-
"Radditz!" Vegeta regained his composure and ignored the swelling pressure his heart was creating in his chest as Radditz' eyes remained lifeless. The commander gurgled and Vegeta stepped toward Radditz again. Placing a hand on his shoulder, Vegeta resisted the urge to pull it back as Radditz' snarled again, he whispered, "Radditzu..."
Radditz face slowly softened at his name curling lightly off his lover's tongue.
"Let him go..." Vegeta put his free hand on Radditz' wrist and squeezed gently. Radditz' grip slowly relaxed and the commander fell to his hands and knees to the soiled ground gasping for breath. Radditz turned to Vegeta, his eyes still glazed and lifeless.
The commander slowly got to his wobbling legs and pointed a shaking finger at Radditz, "It's mutany! He's against the crown! He should be killed!" Vegeta's eyes flashed and he bounced a wall of energy at the man and knocked him to his ass in the muck.
"Shut up! You're lucky I didn't let him kill you!" Vegeta snapped. Turning back to Radditz he followed his gaze to a boy laying cold in the black mud. Radditz knelt beside the boy and put a hand over the gapping wound in his frail chest. A thud of landing feet sounded behind him, Vegeta turned to see his father looked oddly amongst the men all looking at Radditz and one boy.
"What's going on?" King Vegeta looked around himself and then to his son. "Was this your doing?" Vegeta glowered at him and shook his head then looked back to Radditz now cradling the boys head in his lap. King Vegeta put a warm palm to his son's shoulder and nodded to the sea of men. "Then this is a good time to tell everyone your thoughts about this war."
Vegeta nodded to his father then ran a loving hand through Radditz thick hair. Radditz looked up at him, eyes brimming with tears that fell freely down his hardened face. Vegeta shivered, that look was worse than the lifeless eyes he had seen moments before. Floating some ten feet into the air he crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the men below him. "Listen up you wastes! This endless warring is useless. The only thing that you rebels are accomplishing is getting yourselves killed." A growl rippled through the crowd. "Shut up! Look around you, those aren't men you are fighting with, they are boys! Most of your balls haven't even dropped yet!" Another growl moved through, this one smaller and less menacing than the last as the realization of truth hit them. "I can't say I understand where you are coming from because I don't. But you haven't voiced yourself. Speak the FUCK UP! We are all saiyajin here, this planet is ours alone. We shouldn't fight amongst ourselves, we are NOT each other's enemy!" Agreement and barks of attonement grew.
"One day I'll be ruler of this planet, and gods help you if you don't listen to me now. I can make things hard for you, harder than you could imagine. No way will things ever be easy. Times have NEVER been easy for anyone! Even the king." King Vegeta looked up at his son in shock. "I've watched you father. A proud and noble saiyajin. With every one of you that fights with your brothers and sisters, you kill your king a little each time. It's enough already! We have a common enemy, and it isn't between us. The Icejin and every other godforsaken race out there is watching us, waiting for us to weaken ourselves so they can take this planet out from under our feet. If you think times are hard now my friend, then the gods help you when you're mining on some planet billions of miles from your families and the ones that you love."
As Vegeta looked over the crowd he saw many looking at their feet in shame. Others were braking off into little groups and holding each other tightly. He was slowly getting through. "We need a strong bond, a mutual understanding of one another. Strong subjects make a strong king. Look around you, have you ever seen more thickskinned, thickskulled, weathered warriors in your life? NO! Why? Because you survive together against the Icejin, you help each other when it 'counts'. I ask you this, when did things stop counting?"
A murmur moved quietly through the mass below him. Vegeta looked down to his father, the King was smiling warmly up at him, a look of affection glowing in his eyes. Radditz stood looking up at Vegeta and placed his fist high in the air for everyone to see. He knelt before the Ouji and quickly after the entire ocean of men had knelt as well. Vegeta looked upon them, slightly awestruck at how quickly the tides had turned in his favor. _All they ever wanted was someone to tell them what they already knew, just to prove that someone was watching._
*~*~*~*~
As Radditz knelt, he felt a swell in his heart that threatened to break his chest. Vegeta had gotten through to all of them, rough words or not, and maybe he could fix things and make Vegetasei into the proud warrior race it always had been. As he turned his face upward to see his lover, a sharp spike of chi to his left and the world ran in slow motion. The rebel leaders lept from the tree line all of them combining their strength into one massive combination move. As Radditz looked on, the wave was aimed at the Ouji and Radditz barely had time to leap to his feet as it barreled closer.
A blinding flash of white made diamonds dance in his vision as he struggled to stay standing as hysteria broke across the ranks. When the points of light faded, Radditz could see King Vegeta clasping his broken son to his chest and pointing a death finger at the three men that ran like hell's fire was on their heels. Radditz grasped the nearest man and screamed into his face, "Find five good men, follow me!" His mind had gone numb, the rebels hit even after their troups had given into the Ouji's request for peace. Turning his head and barking over his shoulder, Radditz saw the faces of several men following him blanche, "Somebody bring a bucket, we'll need something to bring them back with..."
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a/n: next chapter: some nice action, hopefully it will be graphic. bare with me. classes just started and i'm trying to balance my time. for everyone still waiting for some well deserved lemon, it's coming. o.-