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Indigo Spice
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By: Amalthea* aka Saiyajin Peach aka Hatti Lee*
Started: 5.9.2
Author's Notes: Hello again! Thank you so much for all of the wonderful reviews! Keep em coming! The more reviews, the faster I post. Okay, anyways... This chapter is all new! So, enjoy! And let me know what you think!
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...
XI
"Jita, I think it mighta worked." Goku said, holding pressure over his wound, trying to slow the blood flow, yet some how excited by it.
The prince smirked, taking over what the boy was doing. He pulled the injured wrist to his lips, slowly extending his tongue He literally groaned as the warm, metallic, ever so sweet liquid touched his taste buds. His senses were lost to him, and when he looked up, Kakarotto's eyes were shut and his mouth open, his head tilted back ever so slightly as if in post-orgasmic bliss.
"Ji Jita What did ya do?"
Vejita smirked again, "The true meaning of bloodlust. Saiyajin blood is the sweetest, but yours is by far the purest."
Goku grinned, an ear to ear, happy as can be grin, "Should we keep on trying to get these bands off? I think that doctor was right If we could just get our thumbs outta tha way"
"No. It's not worth it Our thumbs won't grow back and will make our fists that much weaker in battle. Let's wait and see what they decide We'll removed them as a last resort."
Goku nodded, wondering what Vejita would do if he took his arm and tasted his blood. Oh, and he wanted to do it so desperately, but no Vejita said that it was the last thing they needed on their minds.
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"What was that?!" the second command general bellowed, completely disgusted at the display.
"It seems the prince is taking in some of the boy's blood." Kofun said.
"I can see that! Why?"
"I'm not sure, we don't have audio."
"Back to the matter at hand." The president said, interrupting, "We have to make a decision, quick."
"Sir, if I may We've been working on some more efficient means to control the Saiyajin If we could somehow put them under, we could insert a single matchbook size microchip capable of controlling their energy levels as well as containing them in a specific area."
"You've seen what they're like They won't stop at harming themselves to remove such a thing." The general said, glancing back at the surveillance screen with disgust.
"Well, we could put it somewhere vital Near the heart, in the chest cavity, or perhaps between a couple of ribs."
"Sounds good... Sounds good We need to vote and quickly. We don't know what they'll do next if we don't give them what they want." The president said, he too continuing to glance at the screen.
"I think it's a good idea Perhaps create a boundary around the southeast portion of East City?" Suggested one of the many council members.
"Yes That part of East City is nothing more than trash A few illegal clubs, a dojo, and if I remember correctly, several hotels used for drug use and prostitution mostly." Yet another council member said, having done his research.
"Why would they be satisfied there?" The president muttered, sitting back in his chair.
"It's where they were living Actually, you could include a portion of the sea and that little island where the boy lived, it's near there."
"Why were they living there?" questioned the president's assistant curiously.
"No idea Other than the Government Science Lab, there are no military bases or anything of that sort in that area. We've actually been considering the fact that perhaps they don't have any hostile plans for Earth or it's people." Kofun said, speaking with his hands.
"That's nonsense!" Bellowed the president, about to rise from his chair.
"So," said one of the council members, interrupting the potential argument, "Is that what we're voting on? Barrier blockers around the southeast portion of East City and the small island near there? If so, you've got my vote."
"And mine as well." Said another council member. After hearing each and everyone one of them out, it came down to eighteen yes, and seven no.
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"I think I hear 'em coming." Goku said, sitting up and watching the door. Soon enough, many men stepped in, their faces unreadable. Goku was more than anxious to hear what they had to say. This decided everything, whether they lived or died.
"After careful consideration, we've decided to let you live among civilians, but only in an area in the southeast of East City, which includes Roshi's Island. However, to ensure that neither of you leave this area, we'll be setting up barrier blockers and we'll have to implant a microchip on you." Kofun explained.
"Implant? Where?" Vejita asked, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"We've decided it'd be best if you didn't know. We don't want another incident like that." The president said, gesturing to their bleeding wounds.
"What do you think, Kakarotto? Trust them?"
Goku was silent a moment, tempted to just say no, demand to be set completely free, but honestly, they were lucky to be getting this much, "I think so. At least we can go home."
Vejita nodded, "There you have it." He said, speaking to the cocky president before him, just a piece of glass separating them.
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"I'm Cynthia McFadin for Z-TV, and we're here live in front of the Presidential Complex in Capital City We've just got word that they're planning on releasing the two Saiyajin back in East City, where they will be forced to remain thanks to the scientific genius of Dr. Kofun."
"Oh my Bulma, get in here! You've got to see this!" Yamcha yelled. Soon, all of them were there, sitting before the TV in Meijin Roshi's living room, eyes and ears glued to the old television.
"They're letting him out?" Krillin asked, looking to Bulma to explain.
"Sounds like it But it doesn't make sense. We haven't even given them the petition."
"Well, she said something about them being forced to stay in East City." Yamcha said, hoping he was remembering right.
"Yeah, and something about how it had to do with science." Chi-Chi said, who'd heard the report from the kitchen.
"That must be it! They're making some kind of Um Like a force field or something. Know what I mean?" she asked, looking to each of them, satisfied as they all nodded.
"When did that lovely lady say they were going to do it? How old is this news?" Roshi asked after slurping down the last of a beer.
"Um I don't know I think she said they were performing some kind of operation on them yesterday." Yamcha said, again, trying to remember correctly.
"Let's try another channel." Chi-Chi said, leaning forward, turning the large silver knob.
"-their appearance surprise you?" asked a young looking, blonde reporter.
"Sure did. Well, they have some weird hair-dos But I thought the one they're saying was the prince would be Uh, would be a lot bigger, you know?" explained a rough looking man with a dark beard and a sign that read, KILL THEM MURDERERS!
"What do you think about their release?" the woman asked, a slight expression of disgust on her tan face.
The man coughed and hacked before swallowing what could only be phlegm before speaking, "I think it's shit, but if they have them under control I heard them say that the population in where they're putting them will be controlled too. So, not a lot of people will bother them, I guess. No interviews either, too bad for you, eh?"
"Well, I'm afraid after today they aren't even allowed to be filmed. Well, that does it for our story, Saiyajin Release in East City Tune in to the ten o'clock news for more. I'm Ursula Perry and you're watching CCTV."
"Wow, Bul, I didn't know your dad had a TV station." Krillin said, envious of his rich friend.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. But that's it guys Sounds like they've already released them!" Bulma exclaimed, rising to her feet, "Let's go see him!"
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"I can't believe it We're home." Goku said, standing tall in the center of the dank hotel room, his eyes closed, inhaling all the wonderful scents of filth. If he'd had to stay in that spot free lab one more minute he'd have gone insane.
"Well, believe it Now we gotta think of a way out of here." Vejita said, looking over the room. It was obvious it'd been searched, but he knew they'd found nothing. He had nothing, except He pulled the melted hunk of wax from the pocket of his white cotton pants, placing the object on a table beside his old bed.
"We can't leave, Jita. Maybe if we're good they'll accept us." Goku said, lifting his arms to allow the wind to blow through the thin white material of his shirt and pants, the breeze coming from the open door a cool welcome.
Vejita stood, turning to give the boy an earful when he noticed the peaceful look on his face. His eyes closed, his mouth ever so slightly opened, allowing the air to caress his entire body.
"Nn Feels like summer's over. Tha wind smells like old leaves."
Vejita leaned against the wall, resting his temple against it's grimy surface, "Kakarotto, you should have been a woman."
Goku opened his eyes at the strange statement, his expression puzzled and solemn, "I might as well be."
Vejita mentally kicked himself in the ass with a large, steel-toed boot. He should have known better than to spout such a thing!
"You know that's not what I meant." The prince muttered, standing straight.
Goku cracked a smile, looking to his fellow Saiyajin, "Hai I know, Jita."
Vejita smirked, "Good Now, let's get some sleep, I'm beat from all this fucking insanity."
Goku turned to the door, "It's still light out."
"So?" the prince scoffed, removing the button up shirt, climbing into bed.
Goku smiled. He wasn't very sleepy, but he couldn't resist the opportunity to lie beside the sleek prince.
"Nn Leave it open."
Goku halted in his movement, turning back towards Vejita. Yes, the autumn smells would be nice during their slumber, and who would bother a couple of Saiyajin? Hurrying, he pulled off his shirt as well and climbed into Vejita's small bed rather than the other that had served as his own not so long ago.
"Be still." Vejita murmured, wrapping an arm around the boy to still him, pulling him close, their warmth more than satisfying beneath the thin, worn sheet. Soon, they were asleep, their proximity assuring them that they were safe, that they were together.
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"Man, you'd think the place would be deserted or something." Yamcha said, climbing out of the large aircraft, his khakis and his white T-shirt flapping in the sudden wind.
Krillin waited until they'd all gotten out before capsuling the plane. Chi-Chi was carefully working to hold her faded denim dress in place while Bulma cared less, her black skirt billowing behind her, her green tube top tightly in place. Krillin was glad he was wearing his usual T-shirt and jeans.
Roshi pulled at his red and orange Hawaiian shirt, "They live in this dump?" he asked, looking the crumbling building over.
"Yeah, but it looks like no one's home The door's wide open." Krillin said, gesturing to the eighth door from the office entrance.
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Goku sat up, sensing someone near Someone familiar No! Make that someones! He jumped to his feet, hurrying out the door.
"Guys, wow, I was startin' ta think I'd never see ya again!" he exclaimed, rushing over to the group as quickly as they rushed to him.
"Oh Son-kun! We've been so worried about you We have this petition we were working on, but What happened?" Bulma asked once they'd all gotten in their share of hugs.
He didn't get the chance to answer, however, "Goku, I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry for what I did to you!" Chi-Chi exclaimed, tears leaking from her big dark eyes.
He then remembered Bulma's question, "It was Jita He figured out a way to make them let us go."
"Hey, buddy, you're looking kinda skinny Oh, sorry, I forgot" Yamcha said, quickly lifting a hand to his mouth to quiet himself.
"Don't worry, it's okay, but I gotta sit down. I'm kinda weak." Goku said, stepping over to the curb, all of them taking a seat. Bulma and Chi-Chi on one side, Meijin Roshi on the other. Krillin and Yamcha sitting cross-legged on the pavement before him.
"Weak?" Chi-Chi questioned quietly.
"Yeah, I lost alota blood yesterday." He said, displaying his wounds.
"My God What happened? Looks like a chunk of your skin is missing!" Bulma shrieked, taking hold of her friend's hand and inspecting the injury carefully.
"And your wrists And ankles" Krillin said, taking in the sight of scraped, bruised, and once bleeding wounds.
"Let's not forget those spots on you chest and ribs Old bruises? And that scar Operation?" Roshi said, looking his student over, the large scar, about ten or fifteen centimeters long, running vertically in the center of his chest catching his eye.
"Yes, it was a living Hell." Vejita stated gruffly, stepping over.
"Jita, did I wake you?" Goku asked, instantly at his feet.
Vejita simply shook his head, waiting until the puny girls moved over before taking a seat beside the Earth Saiyajin.
"And what about you? You don't look as hurt as Goku. Even the hole in your wrist seems smaller." Bulma said, giving the guy a once over.
"Kakarotto got carried away."
Goku blushed, chuckling lightly, "Yeah, we had ta bight these marks off our wrists and Heh heh, just got carried away."
"Eww! That's disgusting!" Chi-Chi squealed, covering her mouth with both hands.
"So, the blood loss is what has you feeling so weak?" Roshi asked, concerned.
Vejita looked quickly to the boy. He hadn't told him anything of feeling weak. He wasn't feeling weak, why should the boy? Was something wrong? Suddenly realizing he was overreacting, Vejita calmed himself, waiting impatiently for the boy to explain himself.
"I dunno. I just feel tired. I guess it could be all the blood They took some from me at that lab too."
"Give it some time Perhaps your battle inexperience and your youth is against you You should recover faster as you grow older." Vejita said, realizing that's what it had to be, but even more alarming Why was he so worried? He knew he cared for the boy. They were the last. At all cost they had to stay together, they were stronger that way. Of course, not so long ago the boy had made it very clear that he was considering him as something more Vejita shook his head, only half-succeeding in pushing the thoughts from his mind.
"People on the news are saying this is a bad idea Luckily, you don't have to deal with anyone like that. They've got it set up to where only a certain amount of people can be in this area." Krillin said, looking around to see that there were a few shop owners peering from windows, but other than that, things seemed to be back to normal.
"This fucking place I still feel caged." Vejita muttered, intending the statement for Kakarotto's ears alone.
"Hmph, you act as if you don't deserve it." Bulma said, crossing her arms.
She'd gotten Goku's attention, "What's that supposed ta mean?"
"Son-kun," she began, whining slightly, "Don't you get it He was the one to start the war."
"But we didn't even go through it. Ya can't say ya want revenge, nothin' happened to ya! Is it just cause he's Saiyajin?"
Vejita was surprised by the Earth-Saiyajin's outburst but kept quiet, it was something that needed to be resolved.
"Goku, don't you get it If it wasn't for him, none of this would have happened." Krillin said through a sigh, slightly fearful of the prince's wrath.
"Yeah, and all this time he was the prince The guy who really did start it all He never even told us!" Yamcha said, suddenly feeling betrayed.
Goku tried to keep calm, "When y'all were makin' tha petition, was it just for me?"
"Of course! Do you really think we'd free a criminal?" Bulma exclaimed, rising to her feet as well as a few of the others.
Goku was instantly at his feet as well, "Then ya would've let him die?!"
"If that's what council decided The law's the law." Chi-Chi said calmly, trying to sound smart.
"But doesn't tha law say no aliens? You guys, if he's guilty, so am I." Goku said, still remaining calm.
"You don't get it You weren't even here during the wars Probably in a ship on your way here. None of it's your responsibility." Bulma said, shaking her head.
"Hai, that is true, but if I would've gotten out and they'd killed Jita Kami, I would have found a way to kill every single one of them." He said, his voice low, slightly choked, as if the very thought of the prince dead hurt him.
"Don't say things like that! You know that's not true You're practically Human." Yamcha said, wondering if they'd bugged the place or something. Surely, a statement like that could get their friend killed.
"No I am Saiyajin all tha way through. If Jita told me to leave with him right now, I'd do it. Kami, I'd probably kill if he so wished." Goku said, his voice a whisper as he plopped back down to the curb.
"Something's happened to you What did they do?" Krillin asked, staring at his friend in pure astonishment.
"How can you say that, Goku? You've always cherished life!" Chi-Chi wailed, tears building in her eyes.
"Hai I still cherish life, but the faith I've put in all of you I'm the one who feels betrayed."
"Goku-" Bulma began, prepared to give him an earful, however, she was interrupted.
"That's enough." Vejita said calmly, rising to his feet.
"You don't give us orders He's our friend!" Bulma said, screeching the last bit.
"I can see that," the prince said sarcastically, "However, much more of this and he's liable to blast all of you."
Krillin's eyes grew wide, much like the others'. Was it possible? Could it really be true? Was Goku capable of harming them deliberately?
"Maybe we should go Just for now." Yamcha said, placing a hand on his girlfriend's shoulder, gently steering her away.
"Your stuff's still at my place. It's not a problem if you want to come by and get it." Roshi said, slowly rising from his seat and following the others to the aircraft Krillin had just un-capsuled.
As soon as they'd all boarded and were out of sight, Goku allowed the tears to leak from his eyes, "You know I could never hurt them."
Vejita sighed, returning to his seat on the curb, pulling the boy to him, "I know, it was the best way to get them to leave."
Goku nodded, letting his eyes fall shut as he relaxed against the regal prince, "Guess we should go ta sleep for tha night."
"Hn, and tomorrow we'll check the barriers."
To Be Continued...
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