AN: Next Chap. I must say this is one of the longest stories I've ever written. I think... .o.O

Warnings: Violence, sap, death, angst, lemon blah...

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, don't sue me.

Jeice looked around the smooth, stone court at all the saiyans doing nothing important. Ginyu had been on leave to a Jail District council so he was left in charge. Strolling about aimlessly he ran his gaze over all the young men and boys sweating under the pale reddish noon sun. They wrestled and talked casually, glad that for once, they didn't have to participate in a life or death threatening game. But Jeice was looking for one man in particular who he had been searching for all day. //I've checked everywhere: the cafeteria, the gym, the showers, the cells. How can I find him? Damn saiyans, they all look alike.// Skimming over the bunch, he couldn't find him. Just as he was about to turn around, wild-uncut hair caught him from the corner of his eye. Jeice smirked. "Bingo..."

~~~

Goku sat on the side of the building next to Brolli who laid with his head on Goku's shoulder. Goku smiled and inhaled deeply the scent of the larger saiyan's rich purple locks. It had been so long ago since Goku's arrival at the prison that he had lost count of the days. He gazed into the sky, watching as alien bird-like creatures flew over head and sighed. Freedom. Something they had that he didn't. //One day...// he thought. He pondered over the possibility of breaking free from this madhouse. If he did, where would he go? What would he do? Could he go back to earth? He could live with Brolli, together in the country side. Beautiful miles of green meadows and trees, a crystal blue lake he imagined. All of it surrounded a humble cottage with a white picket fence. Goku laughed. //I dream like a woman...//

Brolli stirred from the relaxing moment and turned to look at his cell mate. "Bathroom. Be right Back," he said briefly before rising to leave. Goku nodded and watched him walk off. Stretching languidly, he folded his arms behind his head to function as a cushion and closed his eyes, relishing in the sunlight.

But his moment of leisure was soon ended as a white, gloved hand snatched him by the front of his shirt and pulled him up and around the corner of the building. With a forceful 'thud' Goku was slammed against the wall to meet a crop of pearl fluff, orange skin and a devilish smirk.

"Well," Jeice spoke lowly, "looks like I've finally found you."

Goku's eyes widened as a white, leather-covered hand stroked the side of his pale cheek gently, rough fingers trailing lower to his lips and parting them with his thumb alone. Instantly, he froze; the fear and unevenness of Goku's first encounter with any Ginyu member, let alone Jeice surfaced once more.

The assistant overseer pushed his hips firmly into trembling thighs, snickering cruelly has he fisted a hand full of hair and bit down on the sweaty exposed neck that glistened in the sun. The saiyan wanted to scream, wanted to fight back, anything but sit there and suffer from the commanding guard's fondling. However his body betrayed him of any form of struggle.

Jeice noticed the still of the prisoner and licked his lips sensuously. "Why so shy? We've met before...haven't we?" Letting out a soft moan, the orange-skinned alien ground his need into Goku's leg, completely uncaring of the height difference they held. "How 'bout you and I get to...know each other better...?" he breathed as he slid a hand behind the taller man to cup his rump.

Goku gulped nervously while doing everything in his power to keep from shivering, his own hands pinned tightly by his sides. What was this guy's deal? Why pick him out of all the saiyans in the entire prison? Maybe it was his popularity among the hopeless, or the fact that he was rather new, or his relationship with Brolli. Goku lost his thought of deduction when he sensed smooth fingertips gliding below the waist belt of his pants. One name cried out for help in his mind. //Brolli!!//

Quickly flushing the urinal, Brolli pulled up his pants and walked lightly out of the bathroom. Excited to get back to Goku, he pushed past the crowds outside only to find that Goku wasn't where he left him. He looked around the court but found no sign of his fellow saiyan. "Goku?" he called out. No answer. "Goku??" His calls began to grow desperate. Blood racing and knuckles whitening, Brolli quick-scanned over the sea of muddled prisoners. Suddenly a sharp pang of fear slapped him in the face. He could feel Goku's distress and instantly bounded towards the source. Pushing frantically past others, Brolli turned the corner to hear sinister laughter mixed with audible struggling.

The burly prisoner's eyes narrowed at the sight of his lover being shoved against the wall, molested like an animal. Prisoner or no, Brolli planned to end this enraging event in a heart beat. His blood level was nearly at the point of boiling now, and his eyes glistened red with rage. He pointed an accusing finger at Jeice and shouted, "You!" Storming over towards the vulgar squad member, Brolli jerked him back away from Goku by the mane and held him off the ground kicking and screaming in pain.

"You filthy monkey! How dare you treat a commanding officer in such manner, when I get free I'll--Ah!!" The burly saiyan tightened his grip considerably and lifted the short man so their eyes met. He spoke lowly with as much menace and venom in his voice as possible. "You pay for touching Goku like that...."

Goku sighed in relief briefly before watching Brolli haul Jeice into the air. By now, a few other prisoners had gathered to watch the scene taking place behind the building. It was unfortunate for Jeice that he had picked a spot where there were few security camera units to monitor that specific area. Jeice's scalp pulsed considerably while Brolli hoisted the man against a brick wall roughly. Other saiyan prisoners cheered on the bigger man, glad to see some form of retribution taking place in the halls of the maniacal concentration camp. Goku grimaced as each painful blow was inflicted on the guard; he couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor soul.

Stepping forward timidly, Goku put his arm on Brolli's massive bicep. "B-Brolli, please. I-I think he's had enough, don't you?" But Brolli listened with deaf ears and continued to literally beat the shit out of Jeice. Punches rained on the overseer's delicate angel face and armor, cracking both in several places.

It amazed everyone, especially Jeice that Brolli could withstand the obvious shock patterns given off by the ki-dampening collar he wore while delivering an old-fashion ass-whuping.

Jeice's nose and lips dripped heavily with blood, his scalp aching mercilessly as Brolli battered him to no ends. He meagerly attempted to block by raising his arms; a useless defense as he grabbed one of the gloved wrists and twisted it backwards farther than it was designed to go.

Pop!

Jeice's pupils dilated.

Another haunting snap, and pain bit the guard in the hands worse than any other burning sensation his body noted. His panicked expression moved to view the completely reversed position of his hand, blood stained the leathery enclosure.

Goku's heart jumped frantically. "Brolli. Please, end it now." He begged.

That request, Brolli did hear, however misinterpreted. Leaving the broken limb, the large saiyan gripped Jeice's exposed throat and closed calloused fingers around the barrel tightly. He moved his head close to the orange man's and bared sparkling canines. "You..." Jeice coughed as his air supply was firmly shut off. "Hurt..." He could feel the strong bones in his neck giving way to the intense pressure, "Goku." And with the final word, Brolli cleanly snapped Jeice's neck, the guard's body going limp for the rest of eternity.

All saiyans gathered around the spectacle went silent, unbelieving the sight they had witnessed. Impossible. One of their own kind had easily beaten and killed a Ginyu. If Brolli had this kind of power all along, why wait until now to show it. What had he been missing all his life to hamper such abilities?

"Goku?" Brolli breathed nervously as he turned to look at his cellmate, his soulful eyes resembling that of a puppy that had done something it known it shouldn't have. He dropped the body instantly, forgetting all about the dead Ginyu to embrace Goku, asking for forgiveness with those big black eyes alone. Goku fell into the strong arms that had just murdered.

"Dear god, Brolli. What have you done?" He murmured, staring at the warm, lifeless body draped against the side of the building drenched in blood and shards of armor. Although the two saiyans felt pure shame and fear wash over them, the rest gathered around erupted in a cheer of triumph.

But the real battle had only just begun....

Sulking at the mess hall table, Goku made sure to avoid Brolli the rest of the afternoon, straying from all the familiar places they usually were. He had beheld the unjust deaths of many others before. But many other prisoners were proud of what had taken place, glad to see one of the enemy suffer at the hands of their own kind.

Toma strolled up to the younger saiyan and set his tray beside him. "Aren't ya gonna eat?" He shoved a forkful of grey mush in his chops and chewed quickly trying to ignore the foul taste as much as possible.

Goku sighed and shook his head, his dismal gaze still focused on the cool, metal table. They were both silent; Toma squirmed, not used to the usually bright and cheery Goku being so depressing. "Look, what happened today was not your fault at all. That pansy, pretty boy had it coming to him and he obviously learned the hard way." Still, Goku kept silent, too much to say and yet his conscience at a lost for rationing conversation. Minutes of hush crept over them again. "The others and I promised not to tell. We managed to start a fire and destroy the body. Jeice was a Aranhado-jin. Lucky for us all that his body was flammable. If you're worried about Ginyu or the others finding out, we all swore to secrecy about this." But the assure of concealment did not faze Goku's hopeless attitude. It was Toma's turn to sigh as he put down his fork in dire frustration. "You know, he did it because he loves you."

Goku's eyes widened as he held his breath for a split second before glaring down at the table again, concentrating on nothing.

//Kami, he looks just like his father.// Wrinkling his brow, Toma also looked down at the warbled goop on the plastic tray.

"You miss him so much." Toma looked at Goku who had finally gained the will to speak. "I can see it in your eyes everyday." Goku gave a genuine smile as he stood from the table. "But your patience and loyalty will pay off. Stay strong, Toma. He won't stop waiting till you're there."

Before Toma could ask, Goku was gone. Giving the retreating figure a quizzical glance, he pondered over his words. "He won't stop waiting...?" At that moment, a rush of warmth filled his body. //Bardocku-san//

~~~

Goku sighed as the hot water pelted his skin, the wearies of the day washed away down the drain. He glared at the slurred reflection of himself in the shine of the off white tiles. How could he let what happened today transpire. It had been horrible to witness even though his assaulter had somewhat deserved it. And to think of the repercussions that were surely going to come back upon Brolli and him both. Thinking of which, the muscular saiyan strolled in behind his cellmate cautiously, unsure of how Goku felt at that exact moment. "G--Goku...?"

Putting on his best smile, Goku turned to look at the large man and instantly melted under the childish gaze Brolli expressed. How could he stay afraid or angry at such a guy? He didn't mean to honestly to kill Jeice; it was just that protective side that couldn't be contained. Bulky arms wrapped about the confused young saiyan, keeping him there in a sensual embrace. "Goku..." Brolli breathed against his slick ear. Goku moaned as he felt the hard evidence of his fellow saiyans arousal upon the small of his back.

As if he knew what Brolli was thinking, Goku nodded and closed his eyes and leaned on the slippery wall in front of him. Lowering his head, he caught his breath as Brolli penetrated him, sliding in slowly while pressing his large barrel chest on Goku's silky smooth back, warm hands holding tense thighs, spreading them gently. Best enjoy it while he could. Something in the depths of his mind told Goku this may very well be his last time to be with Brolli. Tears of sorrow and passion dripped from his eyes. How could he have come to love such a gentle yet frightening monster? Was it fate, accident, or something far beyond the reaches of both concepts? The smaller prisoner lost his train of thought when that massive tip pounded his sweet spot and he let out a cry of ecstasy. Yes, tonight was definitely going to be the last time they had. Best to give it his all, to let loose and have the time of his life. Goku screamed at the top of his lungs, uncaring to anyone who might have heard.

A soft smile pressed on Brolli's lips. He had never heard Goku voice his passion in such a manner and purposefully angled himself to hit that hidden point every time. Goku bucked back, shouting his cellmate's name repeatedly for the entire planet.

Toma smirked as he easily heard Brolli's name ring throughout the showers. //Heh...horny little kids...// He listened with indifference and casually continued to bathe himself under the hot spray.

Raditz clenched his fists, his knuckles practically glowing white. He stormed out of the showers in a rage and headed down the hall. //This is going to stop. Mark my words, brother.//

Brolli sank his canines into Goku's neck and gripped his hips, thrusting powerfully into the wanton body below without mercy. Goku cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, though most of it was paradise to his senses. Little by little, Brolli's large hands slid up Goku's lithe body and twined fingers with his mate's, tightening and loosening with each pleasing thrust. Goku tossed his head back, his throat raged aloud while droplets trickled down his face and neck. God it felt so damn good. //Just being with him like this, makes me feel...so...free...//

The seme warrior hiked a leg up on Goku's hips, driving in and out of the constricted heat brusquely and together they danced under the waterfall. Goku lifted his head high and called out raspily before his body exploded liquid fire, followed by Brolli shortly there after. They stood there for a moment, their minds a blank. Then, without warning, Goku turned about face and embraced Brolli, and he began to sob. Slightly baffled, Brolli buried his nose in the mess of soggy black locks and sighed, squeezing his arms around the broken down man. "I'll always love you, Goku. Always be there for you." He murmured comfortingly.

~~~

Goku sat in a field across from Bulma who was laying in a pale blue gown staring at the endless sky.

"And he snapped his neck, just like that." Goku finished. They were both quiet, basking in the moment of the warm sun, even if it was only a dream world. Goku had found comfort in conversing with the ghost of Bulma, using her advice as strength and will to live on in the off-world prison. " I mean, it was so frightening because I've never seen him so...angry like that. Well, there was this one time in the shower, but it was just so scary. You should have seen the look in his eyes."

She continued to look upon the blue expanse, her expression emotionless. "Hmm..." She picked her words carefully. "Strange...I don't think he would have killed him over hurting you. Something else controls his aggressiveness."

Goku tilted his neck to look at his former love oddly. "Controlling him? Like what? Some type of demon?" He was dressed in his original orange gi, Muten Roshi symbol on the breast and all.

Bulma sighed, her blue locks fluttering in the breeze as she sat up to look at Goku directly. "I'm not sure. It just doesn't seem that Brolli himself is capable of doing such a thing, despite the fact that he is saiyan."

Goku raised an eyebrow curiously. "What makes you think that?"

She chuckled and gazed out among the tall grass in the dream world. "I've seen you and him, the way you two get along so well and play around. He's so a lot like you in so many ways. You both emit intense positive energy waves in a world of negativity. But, I think there's something hidden inside his mind that comes out when provoked, like a caged, unfed tiger. If you ask me, Brolli is a complete Dr. Jeckyl--Mr. Hide case."

Goku's eyes wavered deep in concentration. "But if that's the case--then I wonder why--" Without warning, the world decimated into nothingness as his eyes shot open out of sleep.

"Murderers! We'll have your heads for this!" Angry shouts rose in the cell as Ginyu himself, along with the rest of the remaining force and several guards crowded into the cell and dragged the unaware saiyans off the hard cot and onto the floor. Confused. Unsuspecting. Goku whirled his head about wondering what the hell was going on until realization hit him square in the jaw, in the form of Burta's fist. Obviously, they had noticed one of their members was missing.

A mighty roar rumbled in the cell as Brolli towered up and swung down at a few guards, knocking several off their feet. However the others came prepared, springing into action as they slammed locks on thick wrists and ankles. Shackled like an elephant in the circus, Brolli twisted and jerked violently in an attempt to break free, though his endeavors were futile. Goku was also quickly bound by braces and chains, but he did not struggle. He looked on with agony as the guards probed his love with ki mallets, their intense electric ki shock sending sparks fizzling all over the room in order to stun the wild prisoner. Brolli let out a shriek of pain while he visibly cried.

//Oh god...// Goku's heart drop as he witnessed for the very first time in his life, the huge man shed tears.

"Goku!!" He wailed miserably as they were both dragged out of their cell and apart from each other, Goku to the left and Brolli the right. //Can't take me away from him. Need him. Must get out!// "Goku!" Tears freely streamed down his face and his eyes were red as he reached out for the only man who truly ever cared about and vice versa. "Please! No!" He pleaded. "No take him from Brolli! Don't! GOKU!"

In that instant, Brolli burst into flames, a cool blue aura surrounding him and his eyes flickered green. His hair bled yellow as he let out a roar of defiance. But the attendants were quicker and stifled the draft of power before it could escalate with more vicious shocks to the neck and torso. Burning flesh and extra sparks flooded the darkened hallway.

Suddenly, a surge of adrenaline rushed through the smaller saiyan's veins. He jerked from hefty arms and bolted down the hall, however he did not make it far since Ginyu snatched him back by the collar of his jump suit. A menacing growl erupted from the warden. "Oh no you don't..." And with a chop to the back of the neck, Ginyu knocked Goku out. "Take him to the room. He'll learn what happens when you commit a felony here." A smirk formed on icy, violet lips revealing the tips of pointed fangs. //There's no way out of this one now, boy.// Ginyu turned back to see that the others had finally subdued the berserk saiyan and were able to hoist him down the rest of the way. //As for him...I'll let Frieza deal with it...// With a sharp ninety-degree turn, he stalked down to tend to what he had been thirsting to get his hands on for a very long time.

TBC