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Indigo Spice
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By: Hatti Lee* aka Saiyajin Peach aka Amalthea*
Started: 5.9.2
Author's Notes: Okay, this chapter contains new stuff... About half way through. So, enjoy! I'll be posting again very soon. Don't forget to review! Perhaps you can convince me to post even quicker! ^_^ Blackmail... I love it. LoL ^_^
Warnings: This fic is yaoi, which means it contains male/male intimacy. If you're uncomfortable with that or if you're just plain narrow-minded, I suggest you go elsewhere. Also, this fic is rated R for slight violence, language, and sexual content. If you're under age or uncomfortable with that, please go elsewhere.
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z or it's characters. I'm not making any money off of this. So, please don't sue me!!! It's not like you'd get much anyways.
Okay, if there's anyone left... One with the fic...
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"Good morning, I'm Cynthia McFadin with late breaking news for Z-TV." Announced a well-dressed woman, gold hoop earrings bouncing against her neck as she spoke.
"We're here live in front of the Presidential Complex in Capital City with Bulma Briefs, daughter of the renowned scientist and inventor of Capsule Corporation.
"Miss Briefs, you're friends with one of the captured Saiyajin, Son Goku?" Cynthia asked, turning her head to the blue-haired beauty beside her.
"Yes, childhood friends." Bulma answered, the only of their group with the nerve to speak in front of a camera.
"We've just received word that he hasn't been eating or speaking and is being held in a dungeon beneath the complex. How does that make you feel?"
"Son-kun isn't eating?" Bulma asked, more to herself, tears springing to her eyes, "That horrible! There's no need to treat him like some kind of rabid animal! He's a person, just like everyone else."
"Many are agreeing, Miss Briefs. Whose idea was it for the petition?" Cynthia asked, changing subjects quickly.
"All of us really Myself, Krillin, Yamcha, Chi-Chi We've all been best friends with Goku for years, nearly all our lives. We had to do something." Bulma said, gesturing to the trio standing back behind her.
The camera zoomed out enough to take in the group before zooming back in to just Cynthia and Bulma, "And how many signatures do you have now?"
"Twenty-one hundred We're still working in East City, but just yesterday we received several signatures in the mail from other cites It won't be long before-"
"Yes, wonderful," Cynthia interrupted, her camera man signaling that it was time for a break, "I'm Cynthia McFadin with Z-TV. Stay tuned for more Live in Capital City."
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"Somebody's leaking information!" The president boomed, rising and switching off the large television in his office.
"Sir, I'm afraid it's going to happen." His assistant said calmly, shrugging.
"We could move them. Myself and others have been working vigorously to create inescapable living quarters in the southeast section of the lab. I'm proud to say it's completed and it would be quite the opportunity to study them." Announced an excited little man dressed in white like all the other scientists.
After receiving a questioning look from the president, he went on, "I'm Dr. Kofun and moving the younger one may even calm the reporters. Listening to the people gains you lots of votes."
"Hmm Not a bad idea," the president said, rubbing his chin, then looking to his assistant, "What do you think?"
"You won't be able to move just the one. Son Goku doesn't seem able to survive without the prince Is the Er Quarters as inescapable as you say they are?"
"Oh, yes, quite. It's four by four meters in the center of our largest lab. The walls are two decimeters of unbreakable, high visibility glass with invisible barriers built into them. Inescapable." Dr. Kofun said, a grin on his clean-shaven face.
"Hmm Very well."
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Vejita watched as the boy just lie there on the floor, "How can you stand to let so much of you touch that filth?" he asked through a look of disgust.
"At this point, I could care less," Goku said, slowly sitting up, wincing at the pain he felt inside, "Why does it still hurt?"
"These damn bands make us weak Our healing abilities are probably as slow as Human's." Vejita said through a hiss of pure hatred for the cunning creatures.
"You think this is how Humans feel?" Goku asked, curious, scooting over to the wall and leaning against it.
Vejita merely shrugged in reply.
"No wonder they're so scared of us." Goku mumbled, wincing as he repositioned.
Vejita watched as the boy pulled his tattered shirt to the side to inspect his wounds. Something had to be broken. His pale skin was dark with large bruises ranging from blue-black to violet-gray.
"Why did you just let them beat you like that?" the prince asked, honestly curious.
Goku shrugged, "I didn't care." He answered simply, using his fingertips to lightly rub up and down his sides from his armpits to his hips, along his chest and over his biceps. He was so sore, it felt good to just move, to be touched.
"Well, at least the one on your face is smaller."
Goku looked up, a hand going to his face, "Where?"
Vejita moved closer, lightly tracing the bruise with his index finger, "I I don't know why, but You look really good all banged up." He whispered, pulling his hand back.
Goku smiled lightly, but it quickly faded at the sound of the door opening.
Four guards and two scientists entered, approaching their cage, "We're moving you up a level. If you would be so kind as to cooperate, we'll have you in better living conditions momentarily." Said a small, skinny man, who seemed far too happy about something.
Vejita and Goku were quickly at their feet, glancing at one another in suspicion. Moments later the guards were grabbing them, holding them tightly, fearfully.
Goku winced at the tight grip on his aching arm but kept quiet, instead concentrating on where they were going. Once out of the dark dungeon, they stepped into a large elevator, which opened up to the sparkling white tiled floors of the lab.
Their shoes all tapped against the floor as they moved quickly to a large room filled with computers and desks. In the center was a small glass room. In a corner of the huge room was what appeared to be wall-less showering facilities.
"Yes, thank you, we'll be fine here on out." Said Dr. Kofun, gesturing for the guards to leave. Other than him there were about five other scientists in the room, all their eyes on them.
"Very well, if the two of you would undress and wash up We have new clothing for you-"
Kofun was interrupted, however, "What is all this?" Vejita asked in a gruff voice, his eyes narrowed.
"I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to explain what's going on. Now please, if you would" he answered happily, gesturing to the showers.
Goku waited until Vejita nodded before lifting his feet to remove his boots followed quickly by his tattered shirt. Their audience seemed to be surprised by the display of bruises that continued as the boy removed his pants. His thighs and shins were littered with the dark injuries, although, none of them were as severe as the ones on his sides.
Vejita shook his head, trying not to think about his hatred for the puny Humans as he began removing his boots and gloves. As he did so, the candle toppled out into his palm.
Kofun narrowed his eyes, trying to get a better look, "What's that?"
Vejita handed the clump of wax to Kakarotto, continuing with his undressing. Before long the stretchy spandex was removed and they both stood naked.
"What is that?" Kofun repeated, taking a step closer.
"It's a candle." Goku answered simply, turning the object over and over in his hand, waiting patiently for Vejita to finish his shower.
The prince took a while adjusting the water to warm, the strange controls new to him. He then proceeded to use exactly half of the liquid soap they'd provided. It didn't take long for him to be satisfied, rinsing off and stepping aside for Kakarotto to take his turn.
Kofun wondered at their behavior. There were three showers Why were they going one at a time? And why on Earth did the prince carry a used candle?
Soon Goku was finished and used the same towel as his fellow Saiyajin to dry off.
Shaking his head, Dr. Kofun decided it wouldn't hurt to let them keep their strange possession, "If you would just come this way This is your new quarters. Inside are your clothes."
Vejita was suspicious of the strange-looking room, but they didn't have much of a choice. So, the two of them stepped inside, the large sliding door shutting behind them before locking automatically.
They stood still for a few minutes as if waiting for something to happen. Strangely enough, they could see and hear through the thick walls quite well, as if they weren't even there.
Their new clothing was simply enough a T-shirt, loose fitting, button closure, cotton pants, and a pair of boxers, which they didn't bother with. All of it was white and thin and actually very comfortable.
Their new cage didn't have much walking space, what with a small cot-like bed against two walls and a toilet in a corner. However, they both appreciated the simple furnishings for their needs Before they'd been forced to both sleep and use the bathroom on the floor.
They both looked up as a slot in the door was opened and a young man in white offered two plates filled with decent looking food.
"This is pretty good, ne, Jita?" Goku said as he gobbled up the warm food.
Vejita only nodded. When they were finished, they pushed the metal plates back out the slot, surprising the few remaining occupants of the large room as they clattered to the floor.
"Very good, then. We'll be going for the night. There are four guards standing just outside that door, and the walls of your room contain barrier blockers, which won't allow you to pass wearing those restraints. So, no funny business, okay?" Dr. Kofun said through a smile. He was the last one to leave and switched off the lights on his way out, the large door closing behind him, remaining unlocked.
Though it was dark, they were still able to see quite well, "What do you think they're gonna do with us?" Goku questioned.
"I don't know, but I don't like it. I'd rather be alone in that Hellhole than up here with constant eyes on us."
Goku nodded in agreement, "Guess we should get some sleep."
Vejita nodded, both of them moving to scoot their beds together against one wall without a thought. Moments later they were under the covers, warm bodies pressed together. It didn't take long for them to fall asleep.
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Author's Notes: Okay, this is where the new stuff starts... For all of you who have been waiting for this... Enjoy!
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"Any progress?" Roshi questioned as he came down the stairs having just woke up. There were papers and computers and junk everywhere. Krillin had given up his bed to Bulma and Chi-Chi, him and Yamcha taking turns sleeping on the couch and the living room floor.
"Yeah, we're doing pretty good. Actually, I think it just might work This morning I already heard something about how they moved Goku and Vejita into a nicer place." Bulma said, already up and dressed, sitting at a computer while munching on some toast.
"Really? That's great. I guess that news report really did some good." Krillin said, up but still wearing only boxers and a T-shirt.
Roshi nodded approvingly, making his way to the kitchen to get some breakfast, "And how are you doing?" he asked.
Chi-Chi smiled up from the food she was picking at, "Fine, just worried." She answered, stilling wearing her night clothes as well, a simple sleeveless, pastel pink, silk gown.
Yamcha stepped into the room, dressed similar to Krillin, his hair a mess, "What's there to eat?"
"You can have mine if you want." Chi-Chi offered, sliding her plate over.
"Hey, thanks. You know, I really think this going to work." He said as he started at the food, shoving it in his mouth, referring to their hard work.
"I hope so." Chi-Chi whispered.
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Vejita was up before the scientists returned, his inner clock telling him he'd slept long enough. Still, the room remained dark, and when the lights came on, Kakarotto groaned, turning over onto his stomach, blocking the light from his eyes.
"Good morning." Dr. Kofun called, several others entering along with him. They were all a little surprised to see that the beds were pushed together but said nothing of it.
Vejita placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, shaking lightly.
"Common Just lemme sleep a lit' longer." He murmured, groaning.
Kofun chuckled, "Toady we'll begin testing, but if you would answer a few questions first" he said, moving to a desk and retrieving a clipboard and a chair.
"Now, how old are you?" he asked, crossing his legs and jotting down a few notes.
Vejita remained silent, narrowing his eyes.
"Come now If you don't answer we'll have to send you back." The good doctor said, pointing downwards.
Vejita growled, baring his teeth slightly, "Twenty-eight."
"Uh-huh, and you?"
Goku groaned again, pulling himself up in a sitting position, "I'm seventeen," he said, yawning widely, "Ya got somthin' ta eat?"
Kofun chuckled again, "It'll be here in a bit. Now, we have you down as Prince Vejita Saiyajin Elite Is that a customary title?"
"Customary?" Goku asked, curious.
"Yes, is that how all Saiyajin announce themselves?"
"You mean was." Vejita muttered, staring at the pompous idiot.
"Yes, yes Was that how all Saiyajin announced themselves?"
Vejita simply nodded. He hated having to answer to the fool, but it was either that or returning to the dungeon below, and he just couldn't stand the idea of his Kakarotto in that filth again.
"I see, and what is your title?"
"He has no title Only royalty have titles," Vejita snorted, "Class He is a third class."
"We have documentation that says Oh, what was it? Yes, that says your Saiyajin name is Kaka" Kofun said, stumbling over the word after having flipped through several papers on his clipboard to find it.
"Kakarotto." Vejita corrected.
"I see, so, that would be Kakarotto Saiyajin Third Class?"
Vejita nodded.
"Okay Let's see Both of you are male, twenty-eight and seventeen Any illnesses or allergies?"
Both of them shook their heads, "Okay then, let's get started" Kofun continued, rising from his seat.
"What kinda tests are ya gonna do?" Goku asked, fearing another needle.
"Eye exams, x-rays, blood tests, nothing too extreme." Kofun answered, several other scientists approaching as the door slid open.
They separated into two groups, each taking one of the Saiyajin off to a section of the huge lab to begin.
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"Sir, it's amazing Their blood work indicates that, when free from restraints, they're capable of healing at incredible speeds. Also, it seems that the younger has female reproducing organs, which means with just the two left in the entire universe, they can still reproduce." Dr. Kofun said, looking over his notes for a second, "Oh, yes, and their senses Unbelievable! They can see through the dark as well as far distances, they can pick up on the lightest of scents, hear things unheard to us, and even their skin They can feel everything. For example, the air. Son Goku told me he was capable of feeling everyone's breath in the room and could tell where and what they were doing by the simple air currents from their movements!"
"Sounds more like a dog than a person." The president mumbled, chuckling.
"On the contrary, they're far more advanced than any species I've ever studied. Other than their bloodlust, they're, for lack of a better word, perfect."
"Bloodlust?" asked the second command general.
"Ah, yes There seems to be a need for fighting, controlling, being the best It's just their species."
"Yes, well, is that all doctor?" the president asked.
"No, actually, x-rays show that the younger one has three broken ribs, yet he's up and walking about as if there wasn't a problem. They have the highest pain tolerance level believable. Upon closer examination, it seems they've both had nearly every major bone in their body broken one time or another. The prince seems to have it worst, however, his skull even showing signs of having been fractured on several different occasions! Also Their spines are extremely curious They seem to be highly flexible, and when in a relaxed position, crooked."
"Crooked? Birth defects?" questioned the president's assistant.
"We thought so At first. Turns out they once had tails!"
"Of course, all Saiyajin have tails." The president said, remembering that one time he'd seen one through a communications screen all those years ago.
"Not these two. The prince said his enemies removed his, and the boy said his friends had removed his as a child. That must be where they get their power to transform."
The room nodded together, glad they weren't going to see a transformed Saiyajin, not now, not ever.
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"Don't pout, Kakarotto!" Vejita hissed, sick of the look on the boy's face. They'd been returned to their room just before dark. Now they sat in the same darkness, not sleeping, keeping fairly quiet.
"Did ya see your mark?" Goku asked, fingering the barcode like tattoo on the tender side of his left wrist.
"Hn." Vejita answered, more a sound than a word. Of course he'd seen their marks, their prison stamps.
The silence was overwhelming and the prince was on the verge of loosing his mind. He didn't often talk, but usually the boy was constantly going on about one thing or another.
Finally, he gave in, "What did they do that's making you so quiet?"
"I hate needles." Goku answered simply, looking away.
Vejita knew easily that wasn't all that was bothering him, "Come on"
"It's It's nothing." Goku muttered, shaking his head slightly.
"Then what the Hell is it?!" the prince exploded, rising from his seat, glaring at the boy.
Goku looked up slowly, understanding the angry look as something caring, concerned, "That That one doctor He told me that I can have babies, and He said that he's gonna talk to some other guy, and And how he hopes that it'll be approved to To breed us."
Vejita kept his composure, he'd heard far worse, but on the inside, his mouth was hanging wide open, "Bastards! I knew something was up We should have been killed days ago." He hissed, pacing the room.
"Why do ya think they want to do all this?" Goku asked, hugging his knees to his chest.
"To study us I don't know. I just can't figure it out, but this isn't a fucking zoo! They think they're going to sit around trying to convince me to fuck you I don't think so. If it wasn't only for these damn bracelets!" the prince continued to pace throughout is rampage, hissing and growling, tugging at the large bands on his wrists.
Goku tried not to look as hurt as he felt, "Would it be so bad? With me?"
Vejita stopped in his tracks. Was this why the boy had been keeping so quiet? He stood still, keeping his expression blank, staring down at the boy.
Goku stood, stepping forward to stand a bit closer than necessary, "I know I'm not as smart as some, and I'm only a third class, but I couldn't live without you." he said, barely a whisper, his eyes watering up ever so slightly.
"It has nothing to do with that." Vejita growled, looking away, "I told you before, we're to remain together. Mating is the last thing we need on our minds though."
Goku nodded, taking a baby step back, "Don't worry. Things will work themselves out. Bulma's really smart, she'll think of a way to get us out of this."
Vejita turned back, looking the boy in the eyes, taking in all that glowing hope, "Do you really think they give a shit about me? They're trying to save you. You're their friend."
Goku shook his head, "Don't talk like that. They know how important you are to me."
This time the prince stepped forward, taking the Earth-Saiyajin's wrists, "We have to stop being so friendly with these Humans. We're their enemy, so, that makes them our enemy. No more good Saiyajin."
"Jita, what will that solve? We can't hurt them." Goku whined, pulling gently from the steel-like hold.
Vejita tightened his grip, "Think about it If they get you pregnant What do you think they'll do with the child? They certainly won't let us keep it. It'll be their little science project, their toy."
"No, no, no"
"Yes! Why do they care about x-rays and blood types and all that shit? They're studying us Once they've learned all they can, they'll kill us."
"No! Why would they do that?" Goku asked, his eyes watering up again. This was oh so horrible. He'd put so much faith in these people! It couldn't be true!
"Who knows Maybe they think there are more Saiyajin out there, that the knowledge will be useful in case of another attack. Maybe they're just buying time until the go ahead is given for our execution. Maybe they're trying to learn something for the greater good For science Something that will make their warfare the best, their lives easier." Vejita explained, looking up at the beautiful face distorted with pain, "What did you think? That they'd let us go?" he asked, his voice softer, sympathetic.
Goku let a sob wrench forth, filling the silence before he fell to his knees, wrapping his arms around his prince's waist, weeping against his stomach, "I just I always thought they were doin' all this cause they were scared of us"
"Such a pure heart." Vejita whispered, letting his expression soften as well as he ran his fingers through wisps of silky, ebony locks.
"Okay, Jita I'll do what you say." Goku said after some time, pulling back to look up into the inky eyes of his fellow Saiyajin, his tears dry.
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"Sir, there's a situation in the lab." Came the voice of a young soldier.
The president looked up from his coffee, "An escape?"
"No, Sir."
"Right, I'm on my way."
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"Kofun, the president's here." The young soldier reported, nodding respectfully before hurrying out of the room.
"In God's name What have they done?" the president mumbled, stepping over to his lead scientist. A large group had formed around the small glass cage, mostly scientists.
"We found them this way, sleeping." Kofun said, his eyes narrowed as if in thought.
"How could they sleep? There's so much blood."
"Yes, it doesn't seem to be a problem for them They've pretty much torn their identification stamps off with their teeth."
"All that blood from just that? What about their ankles?" the president questioned, slowly walking around the cage.
"I'm not sure, I think they're trying to think of a way to get their restraints off I believe if given the time, they'll remove their thumbs to do so, then perhaps have the strength to remove the ones from their ankles." Kofun explained, intrigued.
Vejita sat still, his legs crossed, his shirt removed, his pants bloodstained, just like Kakarotto. However, the boy's expression remained blank, Vejita's was one of pure, cold hatred as he stared at the fools from beneath his brows, only his eyes following their movements.
"Why did you do this?" Kofun asked, stepping forward and speaking loudly, bent over slightly as if to make eye contact.
Goku looked to his prince, waiting for a nod before answering the man, "We don't want to be here anymore. Let us go. We're not gonna hurt anyone."
"Ha! You expect us to believe that?" the president boasted, a grin spreading across his wide head.
"How can we make you believe?" Goku asked, simply, plainly, his tone suggesting nothing.
The president's grin quickly faded, "I'm afraid there isn't a way."
"Then why the Hell are we still here? Still alive?" Vejita said through a growl, only his lips moving.
"That is none of your concern." The man boomed.
And suddenly Vejita was up and against the glass, his hands hitting it hard, a fine crack forming, "Fools! We could have escaped through the night! Don't you see! That's our proof that we don't plan on hurting anyone! If I so wished, I could kill all of you at this very moment!" the prince roared, his restraints creaking with the sheer force.
"I I think he's serious." Kofun mumbled, stepping back, "It seems they've somehow damaged their restraints."
Goku stood this time, calmly, however, "Why haven't ya killed us yet?" he asked cautiously.
"There is a debate on whether or not it should be done. In the mean time, we're studying you." the president answered, keeping his eyes on that hairline crack in the glass just before his face.
"Why do you want to Breed us?" Goku asked, looking to the doctor.
"Just to study you." Kofun answered quickly.
"What? I never heard anything about breeding them?" the president said, quickly looking to Kofun as well.
"We were going to bring it up in a meeting today, Sir."
"So," Vejita said through a smirk, his gruff voice gaining all of their attention, "Are you going to let us out?"
"You do understand, I can't make a decision like that on my own. Give me some time."
Vejita simply nodded, watching as the fools scurried out of the room, all but a few scientists.
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"Get council together! And get some surveillance in there for God's sake!" the president boomed as he hurried down corridor after corridor.
To Be Continued...
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