AN: K, here's part 2.

Warnings: Violence, angst, shonen ai, OOCness, stuff.

Disclaimer: Don't own any of it, leave me alone.

Goku was callously shoved into the lifeless pit and the silvering, blue lasers took their places to hold the contents at bay. Looking around, Goku realized that the cell they had just put him in appeared to be an exact copy of the imprisonment he had come from before. The room was dirty and smelly, there was a sink, a toilet, and a shattered soiled mirror all in the far left corner where the majority of the light shined. But farther in the back seemed to be an imprecision.

Suddenly, a spark of fire ignited in his already aching head when he felt another ki in the room with him. His heart leapt up in his throat and his stomach began doing flip-flops. "Wh-Who's there?" Goku backed up to the beginning of the chamber and defensively ready to take on any foe who dare try to attack.

"They get you too?" A gruff, unintelligent voice rumbled from the back of the room. Goku tensed as he could hear the other man move from where he previously was located and make his way over to him. Goku didn't know what to expect as the slow, steady footsteps grew louder and louder. He imagined another horrible beast like the aliens he had seen before. Something aggressive and terrifying, cruel with no heart, Goku dreamed. It had to be. A creature so hideous locked away in this pit, and Goku had been delivered as the main course.

"Please...don't..." he gasped as he could sense the man draw closer and closer to him.

"No be scared. Me friendly." Out of the darkness, a wide-spread, sweat slicked palm extended to Goku as an offering.

Goku, looking at two large legs dressed in white baggy pants ending with black, tough-soled, combat boots, gulped nervously and placed his much smaller hand into the larger one, feeling the other's grip tighten to aid him in standing up. Lasting wearily on his feet for a few seconds, Goku grunted softly before collapsing on to the warm, indistinguishable body in front of him. "S-Sorry...I'm so clumsy sometimes--" the taller man's embrace tightened around him, and Goku didn't resist. He slumped against his holder, rested his head on the giant flat breast and cried. At last, he had found a person who wasn't going to pulverize him. He cried like never before in his life. Cried for all his pain, suffering, loses, heart ache, torment, and for...Bulma.

The shadowy figured moved slowly into the light to reveal his face and Goku looked up. He was much taller than him but looked so much younger. He seemed almost like an angel. Long, thick, blue-black unruly hair fell to the small of his back in a sloppy ponytail with a awning of bangs scattered across his eyes. His face seemed so innocent and his cool black eyes shined childishly, a relieving smile perched on his subtle lips. "Me Brolli. What your name?" he spoke in a dark rich tone, it sounded almost sexy and he formed his words at a snail's pace for he was mentally hindered.

Goku gazed into those sweet, calm eyes staring back at him. "G-Goku." he stuttered not sure if he should tell him his Saiyan name.

Brolli stared at him blankly for a moment, as if he was inspecting him, searching for something. He gently ran a large finger down Goku's delicate, trembling face and trailed across his lips. Suddenly, he smiled lovingly down upon the slighter man in his strong arms and brushed his lips across his forehead. "You...very beautiful...Goku." he breathed. Goku blushed hotly and looked away from Brolli's face. He had heard stories of prisons back on earth. How when men were away from women for so long that they had to find sexual comfort in one another, whether the other was willing or not. Would that be one of those situations?

"Th-Thank you...um..." Goku felt so lost and embarrassed. It wasn't everyday you were captured by bounty hunters and shipped away to a prison where your slightly retarded cellmate loves you at first sight.

Brolli gently pulled Goku with him over to the rickety cot and sat the slighter saiyan down in his lap straddling him. The larger man petted his new friend, running his thumb down Goku's jaw line. "Goku...that...pretty name...Brolli like it." Goku looked back at Brolli with fear and uncertainty, slowly inching away from him. "Hm? No be scared...Brolli no hurt such beautiful Goku." the larger saiyan reassured.

Goku shivered as a large, muscular palm slide comfortingly along his back. "B-Brolli." Goku finally managed to say. "I-I like that name too." Brolli smiled appreciatively and blushed. Goku couldn't help but stifle a chuckle when he saw the big galoot glow. Maybe the guy just really wanted to make friends.

//Aw. This guy isn't so bad.// He thought to himself. He hadn't hurt him in anyway so far. Goku gasped when Brolli suddenly started to nuzzle his neck. //Wow, talk about your affectionate puppies.//

Brolli inhaled deeply and sighed. "Goku smell good." He began inhaling and exhaling tremendously, relishing the musky odor of the slighter saiyan in his lap.

Goku's eyes widened in surprise. //I smell...good? How could I...I haven't taken a bath in so long.// Goku began to grow really uncomfortable as the bulky saiyan kept on huffing his neck. He couldn't just slap this man away though, Kami forbid how strong this brute truly might have been. "Um..." Goku stammered. //Kami this is so embarrassing...// If Goku didn't put a stop to this, Brolli would hyperventilate. Astonishingly, Brolli stopped on his own and turned his gaze to Goku.

"Me sorry." he looked down away with pink cheeks.

Feeling sympathetic for the gargantuan saiyan, Goku placed a hand on his shoulder and whispered. "Hey...it's ok. I'm not mad." Brolli grinned with excitement and squeezed Goku closer to himself with bone-crushing force. "Gack, Ok, ok, ok. Don't kill me, big guy." Goku playfully protested. He laughed. For once in so many days, Goku laughed once more. It felt so good, almost unfamiliar.

Brolli loosened his grip but continued to hold on to his infatuation. Chuckling to himself, Brolli tangled his fingers in Goku's dark mane and purred deep in his throat. "Mmm... Goku so pretty...Brolli cannot keep hands off Goku."

Laughing nervously to himself Goku looked around the room trying to find something interesting to keep him amused. After failing at his first task, he decided to start friendly conversation with the man. "So, um Brolli...uh...you been here long?"

Brolli looked at him with sad, soulful eyes and let his hand drop by his side. "Brolli been here since Brolli can remember. When only little, Papa...he...and Brolli run away...try to hide from Freeza. But--"

he stopped as tears filled his immense, black orbs. "They find Papa and Brolli, they kill Papa and steal Brolli when only baby. They make Brolli stay here."

Goku stared at the large saiyan before him as little droplets trickled down his stone, impenetrable face.

It was the first time ever since Goku got here that he felt sympathy for someone other than himself or Bulma. The man might have seemed older than Goku, but his face held that boyish charm. There he was an orphan, left alone in the universe to rot in this putrid hall of hell. Brolli had somewhat consoled him when he appeared as if he were at the bottom of the pit with no way out. Now, maybe it was Goku's turn to do a little comforting.

"Hey, it's ok. You're still here, alive and well. And maybe one day, you'll be free." Goku cooed softly humming an old earth tune he had learned from his grandfather as a boy while wiping away the few tears that snaked their way down Brolli's cheeks. Brolli practically fell into Goku's warmth instantly. The huge man laid his head upon Goku's shoulder and breathed in the soothing scent once more. Goku's heart skipped a beat as he felt a soft, warm tongue dart out to taste his sweaty neck.

Making an unintelligent noise in his throat of sheer surprise, Goku flinched at the odd sensation. Brolli's head shot off of the smaller man's shoulder to gaze in those questioning black orbs.

Slowly, but steadily, Goku and Brolli's faces inched together. Closer and closer...the two men slid their eyes shut, their lips only a breath away...

"Alright, assholes!! It's a brand new day!! Rise and shine! It's breakfast time. Heh, I'm such a poet." the barging voice of the Ginyu warden scrabbled across the intercom. Goku and Brolli snapped out of their subconscious quest and both reddened in discomfiture. Christ, he had only known this man for how long, ten, twenty minutes maybe? And now they were close to...

"Hey Goku. Come on." A deep, amiable echoed in the cell. Goku couldn't help but smile and follow the enigma of a saiyan. Perhaps there was more to him than what met the eye.

Goku pulled off his shoes and socks followed by his white pants and shirt then stepped into the groggy showers with the other 2,400 captured Saiyan men. But after doing so he quickly regretted it as the many grotesque men began heckling him.

"Hey, virgin boy! Mind if I get a piece of that ass?" Goku gulped nervously as the rest of rude men joined in their banter.

Another spat on his feet as he walked by looking for an open shower stall. "Mmm, I smell fresh cock. Mind if I have a taste." a tall, deep red-headed saiyan growled as he reached out to grab Goku by his genitals.

But Brolli wouldn't have any of that. He quickly grabbed the offending man by the throat and cracked all seven bones within his neck. "No! You no touch Goku!" Goku as well as the rest of the men jumped back in horror at the violent giant holding the dead man by the collar. It was amazing how even with a ki dampening brace on, this huge leviathan still possessed enough strength to take the life of another.

The massive saiyan casually dropped the corpse on the floor and took Goku by the hand leading them into a vacant shower stall. Goku sighed in relief. //I think I can survive in here as long as I got this big angel lookin out for me.//

Without warning, hot water splashed out of the nozzle, covering any and everything in the compartments. Closing his eyes, Goku let the hot liquid splash over him to sooth his torn and tattered soul. However, his concentration was abruptly interrupted when a enormous soapy hand massaged his back, kneading and working the tension and hard knots out of his bruised shoulders.

Glancing up at the much larger man, Goku gave a quizzical whimper and an expression of small confusion. Brolli just gave a motherly smile and patted Goku on the shoulder calming him. "Goku no worry, Brolli make Goku feel better."

Goku just took the stocky man's word and leaned back into the gentle touch. After letting Brolli rub down his back and shoulders, spreading soap all over his back and sides of his chest, the lesser Saiyan came to one conclusion. //Damn, this guy can give one hell of a back rub.// And Goku was absolutely right. The goliath being seemed almost trained in the art of relaxing muscles. He used his knuckles to knead in between Goku's ribs and ground his thumbs roughly into Goku's stressed shoulder blades. Brolli cupped Goku's tired shoulders and steadily squeezed them, handling them with semi rough care.

It took the undersized Saiyan a few moments, but he discovered the he was moaning from Brolli's peaceful assault. The celestial man grinned happily at the result of his tender treatment and hugged Goku gratefully. "Brolli so happy Goku like that." Goku laughed coolly. Goku was honestly beginning to enjoy his cellmate's company. And with a guy like Brolli for him, who could be against him?

As quickly as they came on, the showers unexpectedly shut off leaving both Saiyans soaking wet and seemingly comfortable although Goku was a bit on the timid side. Brolli took Goku by the hand and led him to the towel rack where he was dried of and clothed by the huge loaf himself. Maybe jail wouldn't be that horrible after all.

TBC.....

AN: I know I said this was going to be a Vegeta/Goku fic, but I've decided to write this story in 2, maybe 3 major parts, and for the first one, the main couple is Brolli. They just don't have a Brolli/ Goku section on FF.net. BUT I SWEAR TO YOU, there IS a Vegeta/Goku pairing in this story. Just much, much later... ^^

*hides from all the crazy fan girls who throw objects*