AN: Alright! Chapter Five! ^_^ okies well, better get started....

Warnings: Sap, Yaoi, romance.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ.

Goku breathed a heavy sigh as he sat down on a hard, steel bench in the training room located in the rear of the maximum security prison. "Man, I heard that was an awesome game today. Congratulations champ." Toma, who had been assigned lavatory duty instead of being at the game, greeted Goku happily as he placed himself next to the younger saiyan. Goku looked up at the older man and smiled wearily.

"Yeah, thanks." he sighed. Utterly worn down to the bone by the terrible game, Goku was drenched in sticky sweat and could barely sit up straight on the bench.

Slapping him heartily on the back, Toma asked, "Hey, why so down, you out played almost every saiyan in this hell-hole, including the big man himself." Goku looked over at Brolli who was busy lifting a double set of barbells effortlessly with one in each hand. "I'm surprised he's more than a yard away from you." He glanced around the room, seeing several others exercising vigorously, though there weren't that many considering most of them were in sick bay.

Goku softly chuckled. "Yeah, he seems pretty clingy at times...but he's a really kind person...I don't see why everyone's so afraid of him. He wouldn't hurt a fly..." Two large saiyans entered a sparring room in the back.

"And that's why he killed a man in the showers earlier today, ne?" Toma joked raising an eyebrow. Goku blushed in remembrance of the heckler that suffered a horrible death that day then looked over at the bulky sweaty mass that lifted weights grunting silently as he did.

Toma looked at Goku, then at Brolli, and then back at Goku again. "You know...he really likes you..." Goku blushed even deeper and nodded knowing that bit of information already. "I'd consider myself lucky if I were you though. You're new here and you've already got yourself a personal body guard." Toma looked over at Brolli who had just finished his warm-up exercises and began moving on into more strenuous workouts. "Man, what I wouldn't give for a night with that young buck." Toma chuckled.

Goku smirked oddly. "I thought you were after my dad..." Toma smiled sadly recalling the younger saiyan's father. His features appeared to be much older when he frowned, more wrinkles building at his eyes and forehead.

"Yeah, after your dad died, I vowed myself never to love another." He looked around. "But still, Brolli has never had a cell mate before simply because no one was brave enough to room with him. I guess all he needed was a little company. Someone he could really get close to, ya know?" Goku, at that moment felt grief wash over him in recollection of his own blue-haired beauty and the bond they shared. The two sat together in an awkward silence until Goku decided to ask the question he'd had on his mind all day.

"T-Toma? You said something about my dad having...more than one kid...does that mean I have a sibling?" Toma smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, Raditz. He's your older brother." Toma chortled. "He's a feisty one too. I think they found him on planet Yarkon way out some distance in the universe. Nobody knows how he got so far out there, but they sure as hell were surprised that they found him at all."

Goku cleared his throat. "So, where is Raditz? Is he here at the camp?" Goku's eyes glimmered in excitement. Toma smiled wide and nodded his head again.

"Uh huh, he's here somewhere. The sassy prick. I think he's working in the mines underneath the prison." A small laugh. "Yeah, he spoke back to one of the guards so they sent him there as punishment." Looking over at Brolli and then back at Goku he continued. "He should be out by tomorrow. You'll be able to meet him then."

Goku felt a mixture of anxiety and hope run down his spine. Would his brother approve of him, or would he turn him away? Goku shivered slightly as thoughts clouded his mind. Suddenly, a friendly slap on the back snatched him from his fit of worry.

"Hey, relax, pal. Raditz isn't gonna bite your head off. I know he'll just love ya." Toma laughed heartedly, something that was usually rare for the older man.

Goku sighed at bit letting his shoulders slump. "I really hope so Toma, you and Brolli are about the only friends I've got in this hell hole." Toma smiled at the compliment.

Goku looked up as he witnessed Brolli dropped his set of weights and turned towards him. "Goku." He spoke in a deep rich tone.

"Looks like your boyfriend's callin' ya, mate..." Toma jested lightly. Goku coughed to himself to keep from grinning and stood up to leave. Smiling politely, he waved goodbye to his late father's best friend. Turning to the taller saiyan, Goku nodded and they left together for early dinner in the mess halls.

As the black-haired saiyan feasted quietly on his gruel, his mind scrambled through thoughts frantically. //I cant' believe I actually have a brother... I wonder what he looks like... Will he be nice? Kami, I hope I don't screw up when I meet him.// He glanced at the bigger saiyan who stopped eating only to return the glance followed by a boyish smile, then resumed dining. //Now that I really look at him...Brolli isn't as big as he first seemed. Maybe my mind was exaggerating about this guy.// And Goku was right, the giant man in reality was only a few inches taller than Goku, and his build wasn't thick and stocky like he once thought. //And he's really kind...I know what he's probably thinking...but I just can't help but smile when he looks at me that way...// Goku smiled slightly at the vision of Brolli delivering such a soothing massage earlier that morning.

Brolli, who had finished eating, looked over towards Goku and cocked his head wondering what was going on inside that wild-haired head. He himself tried to think of something to say. //Goku...// Gazing longingly at the raven-haired man he sighed mentally. Goku was truly beautiful. He was strong, kind, nimble, witty, and so much more, and this was only the first day of really knowing him.

Feeling the other's gaze upon him, Goku turned to meet Brolli. "Hi," he chirped so politely and so sincerely the other saiyan nearly lost self-control to maintain himself. "So, um..." Goku looked around trying to find a subject to talk about, pondering if Brolli had enough mentality to hold a conversation. "That was a great game you played out there." Brolli grinned at the compliment.

"Sank you." he scratched the back of his head, a little flattered considering not a lot of people said nice things to him everyday. This Goku was very much different from all the saiyans. Goku actually seemed to enjoy being around him. Finally he had a friend. He drummed his fingers on the table anxiously, completely embarrassed by the situation. "Um...Where you come from?" he asked slowly, making sure his words were clear for both himself and Goku and understand.

Turning his full body towards Brolli he took a deep breath not wanting to talk too fast. "I come from a planet named Earth. The people there aren't as strong as saiyans, but they are very smart and very nice. I had...a friend, she was really intelligent and made a lot of inventions." His tone turned anything but cheerful and he bit his bottom lip anxiously. "She was really pretty and I liked her. We had many adventures together and we were best friends."

Brolli, looked down at Goku with a slightly pained expression on his face. "You...love her...?" Goku felt a slight twinge in his gut. He did love her, but she had lied to him, about being from a totally different race. Surely she had known hadn't she? Well it was too late to ask her now. The smaller man then stared down at the table with an unreadable expression masking his face.

Goku gave Brolli a miserable stare, letting out a shaky sigh. But suddenly though, a warm hand slid under the table and took his own in it, squeezing it tenderly. "And...I miss her so much." he choked back a painful sob as his eyes filled with hot tears. Goku breathed in sharply blinking back the droplets that had formed only in a few seconds time

A crackling voice shattered the peaceful mood in the cafeteria. "Alright saiyans, shower time! Lock down's in one hour." And in an instant, the cafeteria was cleared, leaving only the two cell mates alone.

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Just like the line at the breakfast, saiyans by the hundreds filled the showers, all naked, sweaty and tired, ready to bathe and get into bed as soon as possible. Loud, vulgar complaints filled the room like the hot musky odor and, steam made the visibility very cloudy. Standing patiently to the side in front of his larger companion, Goku scanned the room trying to make out as much as he possibly could, the steam being thick enough to slice with a knife. Still feeling a bit timid among the other gruff men in the nude Goku, cowered close to a wall, keeping alert of any strange activity that might occur around him.

Being in the showers again gave Goku a sense of fear, despite the fact that he was accompanied by Brolli.

The showers held a type of tune to Goku, a ringing that told him faintly to beware of that place. It was Goku and Brolli's turn next, the smaller saiyan realized this as he was pulled firmly into the last shower stall in the very back. The hot water had been left running and Goku stepped inside followed by the larger man. Both of them stayed silent for a while, allowing the nearly boiling water to cascade over the two. He sighed, feeling the grimy dirt and sweat being rinsed away and sucked down the tiny drain on the floor, his pain and agony flowing with it. Tensing quickly from a sudden caress down the small of his back, Goku looked over his shoulder to see Brolli grinning at him in a reassuring manner. It had been a long day and they could both sense each other's weariness almost naturally. Goku was amazed at how he had only know the godly-like man for only a day and already they had appeared to form some kind of internal bond. A thick voice snatched Goku from his serene mood.

"Goku like massage?" Brolli cracked his big knuckles one by one and smiled as he received a nod from his smaller friend. Goku readied himself and sighed as two large, familiar hands took their place on the young man's sides, squeezing the firm, tense ribs. Goku moaned loudly, not caring who could hear him. Brolli beamed like a child in a toy store, listening to such sounds from his cell mate nearly making him release out of his already aroused state. Unconsciously , Brolli began to herd Goku close to the side of the shower until Goku was pressed tightly against the wall, though he wasn't protesting. For some strange reason, the small saiyan felt completely sheltered, protected in his arms. Goku, close to dozing off in the shower , rested the back of his head on Brolli's chest while the bigger man himself pulled Goku closer, basking in the loving feeling of holding him in his arms. Together, the two stood, feeding from one another's presence. Then the steaming water ceased its soothing flow and both saiyans slowly faded from their mellow sense. Quickly they both dressed and returned to their cell.

Goku stared a bit dumbfounded at the chained bunk hanging loosely from the side of the wall. Seeing that Brolli had been here longer and he was a much stronger man, he would gladly yield the cot to him. Curling up on the cracked, frigid, stone floor, Goku stared blankly at the wall, concentrating on a drip of water trailing down the structure. However, he did not stay there long as two, strong familiar arms wrapped themselves around his hips and hoisted him into the air. Brolli then carted the smaller warrior over to the thin cot, sliding himself and Goku under the cool sheets. There was a faint ringing sound in the distance as cell after cell was put under lock down, a criss-cross of blue lazars entwining with each other to hold the prisoners inside. Goku, facing the wall, snuggled his back close to Brolli, who in turn, tightened his grip around Goku's waist.

A deep rumble sounded from Brolli's throat. "Good night, Goku."

Goku smiled and closed his eyes. "Good night, Brolli."

TBC....

AN: Boring ne? Well, I try ^^;;