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Indigo Spice
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By: Hatti Lee*
Also known as:
Saiyajin Peach 18,
Amalthea*, and
BelovedAnimosity
Contact: Beloved_Animosity@sbcglobal.net
Started: 5.9.2
Finished: 9.12.3
Author's Notes: Here we go... I want this fic completely posted already! I have it already finished, but have to retype it to get it up here. Grrr... Makes me crazy! So, to ease my frustration... I'm gonna post another long chapter! I'm sure you guys won't be complaining! LoL ^_^ Enjoy!
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 much sexual content. If you're under age or uncomfortable with that, please go no further.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or it's characters, and I'm not making any money off of this. So, please don't sue me!!! It's not like you'd get much anyways.
XX
Bulma's eyes were wide. She and Chi-Chi had come downstairs to find the guys staring at the television in seeming awe. However, thirty minutes later, she and the raven-haired girl were also fixated, knowing that it certainly wasn't a time for awe, but fear, deep dreaded fear.
I can't watch this anymore. Krillin said, rising and rubbing his eyes. He'd been sitting far too close to the glowing screen. He made his way into the kitchen and began searching for something to make breakfast. He knew when Goku came down he'd be starving, and his best friend certainly deserved a last meal.
Soon after Yamcha and Chi-Chi rose as well, simultaneously. They too made their way into the kitchen to help their bald friend with breakfast.
Bulma, maybe you should come in here. Yamcha called as he set the table.
Tears were welling in the blue-haired beauty's eyes, There are five thousand of them. They'll be here in two hours on a fleet of battleships. You want me to come in there and have a nice breakfast? Her words were small and sad, and none of them heard a word she'd said.
Goku was surprised to see Bulma glued to the TV as he came downstairs, Vejita in tow. He stepped into the living room and stared at her for a few moments, her eyes large, much of the whites showing, her face no more than an a decimeter from the glowing screen.
Bulma, you okay? Goku asked, resting a hand on his friend's shoulder.
Bulma nearly screamed as she jumped into reality, instantly reaching forward and turning the television off.
Goku frowned, he didn't want her hiding things from him. He pulled his hand back, using it to hold Sone closer to him. He'd seen the TV as he'd approached. He'd seen the hordes of people gathering and hugging their loved ones. He'd seen the crowd of mothers, lovers, and daughters waving, some of them holding signs reading: KILL THE SAIYAJIN.
Bulma, we already know they're comin'. Goku whispered, looking his long time friend in the eyes, wondering what lay in the depths of those enchanted blue orbs, he pupils dilated.
Oh, Son, Bulma nearly sobbed as she rose to her feet, leaning forward to hug her friend, What are you going to do?
Goku managed a smile, I was hopin' you'd have an idea.
The tears threatened to spill over, but she fought it back with a strength she didn't know she had. Instead of speaking, she smiled. She wasn't about to say that she felt it was hopeless. That was the last thing her friend needed. Without another word, she led the three unruly Saiyajin into the kitchen, where Krillin had prepared omelets and hash browns.
Before they sat down to eat, Goku approached Chi-Chi.
the now timid girl asked, the situation causing her to feel shy and unsure, as if she were helpless.
Goku smiled, blushing somewhat, Think you could fix somethin' for Sone? he said, glancing down at the squirming bundle in his arms.
Chi-Chi grinned, Of course! With that she hurried to the refrigerator, pulling forth a large jug of milk. It took some time, but soon enough she found a bottle and placed it in some heating water, filling it half way with cool milk.
Goku watched carefully, learning as she worked. Silently memorizing measurements and times. He watched as Chi-Chi then retrieved a small can from the cabinet, mixing it with some water before putting it into the bottle. He was just able to read the label as she passed by to place it into the fridge: EVAPORATED MILK.
Soon enough she'd finished heating the concoction and turned the stove off, She said simply after placing a pink rubber nipple onto the top of the large bottle.
Goku took the bottle, feeling it's warmth strong in his palm. It almost felt as if it were too hot and he wasn't about to put it into his son's mouth without being sure.
Chi-Chi giggled as Goku lifted the bottle to his lips and sucked in, It's god. Goku marveled, his eyes lighting up, causing the room to lose some of its tension.
Vejita chuckled, stepping forward to watch as his mate put the bottle to their son's lips. The pink nipple was quickly pulled in as chubby arms lifted, grabbing at the bottle as well as at Goku's hands. Large eyes blinked open, gazing from one Saiyajin parent to the other.
Chi-Chi smiled, excusing herself to the table, noticing that it was a private moment for the couple to share alone.
He eats like you. Vejita mused, watching as the bottle emptied quickly. The prince then moved to the table, taking a seat as he began filling his plate.
Goku cradled his son, feeding him with one arm, the other working to prepare another bottle.
Maybe you should help? Yamcha suggested, appalled that the snobby prince was going to sit down and eat while Goku had to work to feed the child by himself. Knowing Goku, he was probably starved himself.
Vejita simply shook his head, continuing to eat.
Chi-Chi sighed, knowing full well that it wasn't going to be left at that.
Hey, why don't you help him? It's your kid too. Yamcha said, his voice rising in volume.
Vejita finished chewing before looking up dangerously at the fool, First of all, it's Kakarotto's place to care for the child. Secondly, back on Planet Vejita, I'd eat first whether there was a child or not. And lastly, there is an army of Humans approaching... I will have to fight them alone, I think it's important I eat and gain my strength.
Don't you think Goku needs his strength too? How's he going to fight on an empty stomach? Yamcha argued, his tone becoming snide.
The Saiyajin prince growled, Kakarotto will have his chance to eat before they arrive, he will not need the endurance I will need.
Goku came forward, Sone sucking at a new bottle, his hunger ebbed, he said quietly, hoping to quiet his friend. They didn't need this right now. There were enough things to worry about.
Yamcha huffed, his frustration evident, I just don't understand. You're probably stronger than he is. Why do you have to sit by and do all the work with that kid while he gets to eat?
Goku sighed, I won't be fightin' this time. I haven't trained in a long time. My job will just be ta keep Sone safe. Besides, it's my place to watch over Sone and take care of him.
What's this talk of fighting? Roshi questioned as he stepped into the room yawning.
There are a bunch of battleships coming. Krillin said simply.
Through Roshi was wearing his sunglasses, it was obvious that his eyes had widened in surprise, I know I don't compare to you two, but I'm stronger than I look. I'll be glad to help.
Goku smiled, No. This is our fight, but thanks old man.
Old man? No respect, I say.
Oh, Goku! Krillin said, nearly weeping, I'm so sorry. I should be saying the same.
Goku's smile widened, finally his old friends were surfacing, Thanks, but it's really our fight.
The conversation was interrupted as Vejita reached across the table and pulled the bottle from his mate's hand, Baka... Pay attention.
Goku looked down. Oops! He hadn't noticed that his son was finished, the feeling of complete fullness humming around his mind.
Goku chuckled,
Did I miss something? Roshi asked as he ate.
Ah, I just wasn't payin' attention.
You mean he tells you when he's through? Krillin asked, honestly curious.
Goku nodded, He doesn't really say it though, he just feels it. Then, me and Jita feel it, but I feel it more. Heh... Just wasn't payin' attention though.
Chi-Chi smiled, pushing her plate away as she finished, wiping her hands, Can I hold him?
Goku glanced up, looking to Vejita, who shrugged, The Earth Saiyajin said, smiling as well.
My, he's so heavy. Chi-Chi said through a laugh as the bundle was placed in her waiting arms.
Bulma looked over, peering down in her best friend's arms. Little eyes blinked open as the baby began to squirm, He has your big eyes, Son, but I can see Vejita's temper and stubbornness in them.
Goku laughed out loud, You noticed that too?
Vejita questioned. The tension was all but gone as the group began to laugh.
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The president, his assistant, and Dr. Lee, as well as a few generals, sat together on the bridge of one of the smaller battleships. They were only a few minutes away from the tiny island. Their ship was to remain in the back. The fleet wasn't to be harmed whatsoever, it was all for looks. Their main weapon insured their immediate victory. However, in case of complications, the president wasn't to be injured, and placing him on one of the smaller ships in the back was safer.
the all looked up at a young soldier, the president nodded and the boy continued, The link has been set up between you and General Nakao. The battle is to begin shortly.
The president nodded again and the boy turned and left. Lifting the simple headset, the president swallowed nervously, preparing himself.
Dr. Lee noticed their leader's uneasiness, No need to worry, Sir, the battle' will last nor more than a few minutes.
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General Nakao stood tall, his sandy hair hidden beneath his hat, his blue eyes hardened with practice. He was a tall man, a big man, and he did as he was told.
An older man stood beside him, a scientist, and in his wrinkled hands was nothing more than a remote. Although it was something large and heavy, the doctor held it easily. He'd quickly learned how to use the knobs and dials and was prepared. He too did as he was told.
Another man stood on the deck with them. A young man filled with bravado. He had a mind of his own, unlike the others, and he was looking for glory, and taking down the Saiyajin was just what he needed.
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Goku rose from his seat as the others returned from upstairs, dressed in jeans and T-shirts mostly. He and Vejita had come down that morning in their training suits. They were ready.
Silently, they all made their way outside, Roshi and the others remaining on the porch. Vejita had demanded Goku go around back and hide, but the Earth Saiyajin refused. The Humans weren't stupid. They'd have the place surrounded. Besides, if he watched the fight, he could help by quickening the prince's reflexes, heighten his senses.
Goku stood back though, near the porch, watching as Vejita stepped forward, standing near the shore line as five large ships came to a slow stop before him. The largest one was closest, in the center of the fleet. Sure the first attack would come from it.
Vejita began powering up, his energy invisible but more than apparent, the surge from his power coursing and vibrating through all things living. The prince instantly noticed the three men in view. They seemed a bit shaken up, and they weren't looking at him, they were looking at something among them, something one of them held.
Bulma's eyes lit up, They have some kind of device! She screamed, berating herself for not having been prepared for this.
Both Goku and Vejita looked back at the blue-haired beauty, What does it do? Goku demanded, growling.
In any other situation, Bulma would have scolded her friend for behaving in such a way. She was a lady after all. However, she never got the chance to reply, not that she knew what it did anyway.
The Saiyajin Prince's scream had everyone's attention. It almost appeared as if he were powering up, but it was so painful, as if he'd been fighting and was drawing forth any and all energy within himself. The aura that seemed to glow wasn't an aura at all, but some kind of electronic wave, and it held the powerful Saiyajin easily.
The young man of the three on board leapt from the deck, falling a great distance to land on his feet in the shallow water. He held a large silver case.
Goku's eyes lit up. He knew what was in a case like that! Since the man had landed so easily, the Earth Saiyajin gathered that he was trained for combat. He had to fight. He had to help his mate. If he could simply knock the case away, destroy it, then perhaps there was some king of hope. However, he couldn't do anything with Sone in his arms.
In the seconds it took for him to turn and place the child in Chi-Chi's arms, the man had reached the Saiyajin Prince, and was in the process of opening the case. Goku roared, powering up as he ran. He wasn't nearly as strong as he once was and it took him longer to power up, this he wasn't capable of running at speeds he once could. Still, he felt he had a chance.
It was futile though. In the time it took him to cross the distance from the porch to the shoreline, the young soldier had time to snap the last of the four cuffs onto the Saiyajin Prince. Goku stopped as the electric wave seemed to disappear and Vejita slumped to the ground. He rushed to his lover, tugging at the bracelets. The shiny metal creaked and groaned as he pulled at it, but before he could finish, a strange warmth overcame him. It only he'd trained! He'd have had the strength to rip all four of the damned things from his prince with time to spare.
That was not the case, however, and the warmth enfolding him suddenly began to heat up, not stopping as the burning raced through his veins. His eyes dilated, he bared his teeth, and screamed... Kami, how he screamed! Never had he known such a pain.
The group on the porch stared wide-eyed. It was hard to admit, but there was nothing they could do. It was just as Goku had said earlier, it just wasn't their fight.
The sight was hard to bare though. Their friend's back was bowed to an extreme, seemingly impossible position, arms and legs extended. Goku's head was thrown back, his scream shaking the sky as much as Vejita's had.
Chi-Chi sobbed out loud as the child in her arms squirmed, crying as if it were being bitten by a million ants, it's pain obvious. It seemed that Goku's bond with the child was as strong as if they were the same person.
Bulma could feel the tears flowing freely down her cheeks as she turned to help her best friend soothe the baby.
Goku couldn't think. He could just feel the pain of his lover, of their son, and it was nothing compared to his own. He'd failed. Not only in saving his prince, but he'd failed to do the one thing Vejita had asked of him. He hadn't saved Sone. They were all in for it now.
The pain ended just as quickly as it had begun. He slumped to the ground. He couldn't sense a damn thing, but he knew he wasn't dead, he'd been through this before. They'd made improvements. The bracelets were stronger, better.
He could feel one of Vejita's legs beneath his head and he wondered if he'd hurt his prince. His friends had always teased him about having a hard head.
His depressed musings were silenced as the sound of a screaming, crying child pierced his ears. Kami, what had he done! He didn't have time to think about it though. Seconds later he was slipping into unconsciousness.
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Yes, gather them all and place them in a secure cell. Well done. Let's get home.
The president's assistant smiled, I'm assuming things went well?
The president nodded, removing the headset, Yes, very well.
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Goku and Vejita lie motionless on the steel floor, their bodies lying across one another, the Earth Saiyajin atop his prince. Bulma and Chi-Chi were sobbing together. Yamcha had his arms wrapped around his girlfriend, trying to provide what support he could. Chi-Chi rocked the baby in her arms, humming to him through her tears, she tried everything. The child was no longer screaming, but he was still crying. Krillin and Roshi sat silently beside one another. The room was made up of three solid steel walls and one barred one. The light was dim, and as the door slammed shut, all their hearts dropped into their stomachs. A feeling of pure sorrow rushed them, what had they done wrong?
Vejita stirred at the loud clank of metal. His eyes flashed open. He didn't have to think about, he knew what happened.
He sat up slowly, gaining all the fools' attention as he began to shake his mate into wakefulness.
Goku's eyes slowly blinked open and at first he though they were in that awful dungeon. The gentle rock of the see corrected him, however, and he slowly, shakily lifted himself off his lover, sitting up.
Vejita was angry as hell, but he knew nothing would come of him scolding his mate. If the situation were reversed, he probably would have done the same.
Goku groaned as he scooted over to Chi-Chi taking his son from her. Instantly, the child quieted. Although they were unable to feel one another, the contact was enough to endure that they were in fact together, that and and a few simple caresses from Vejita assure the baby he was safe as well as his parents, his providers and protectors.
Are all of you okay? Goku asked quietly, looking to each of his friends.
Bulma shook her head, No, nothing okay, her striking blue eyes flicked up to make contact with his, How is it going to be okay? It's far from okay! I don't understand how you can be so calm.
Vejita snorted, This is nothing compared to some of the other things these damned Humans have put us through.
You know when you say Humans,' you're talking about us too. Yamcha said, more than a little upset.
Vejita smirked, Yes, I know.
Goku shook his head, fighting amongst each other wasn't going to help, As they don't take us to a lab, I don't care. he said, trying to lighten the conversation.
Vejita chuckled, You and needles.
A lab? Bulma questioned. She'd known they'd been tested, but she never knew the details.
Yeah, I liked the dungeon underground better.
Vejita nodded, agreeing.
What are you going to do if they decide to execute you? Krillin asked, his voice filled with dread.
Vejita shrugged, If it happens it happens, but in the verge of death, Saiyajin are stronger than you can imagine.
Even with those bracelets on? Yamcha asked, honestly curious.
Goku scooted closer to his lover, their thighs touching, There's always a way. We'll get out of this.
Vejita smirked, chuckling somewhat, You have so much faith in these damned Humans.
The Earth Saiyajin nodded, They're all I know. I'm sure you'd feel the same about the people of Vejita.
True, but if it gets down to it, we have to escape. I refuse to remain on this mud ball another second.
Goku nodded again, he'd known that this had been the Human's last chance. A tear slipped down his cheek and he hugged Sone to his chest.
The prince frowned, leaning over to wipe the tear from his mate's face, causing the boy to look him in the eyes, You're Saiyajin... Saiyajin don't cry.
Goku didn't smiled. Of course, he knew the statement wasn't meant to be derogatory, but he knew it wasn't something to smile about. He had to be strong, if not for himself then for his son. He nodded, closing his eyes as Vejita moved closer, their lips brushing together in a chaste kiss.
As the prince began to pull away, Goku leaned forward, moving with him. He needed more, he needed to feel something good. He felt Vejita's smirk as their lips pressed together again, firmer this time.
The prince angled his head, gaining instant access to the boy's mouth as he licked across delicately smooth lips. The passion was strong, especially after such an experience, they held back though, the kiss ending some time later, going no further.
Goku was breathing heavily, his expression still solemn as he scooted down to rest his head in his lover's lap, hugging their child to his chest as he drifted off to sleep.
Vejita sat Indian-style, removing his gloves to run his fingers through his mate's silky hair.
Blushing, Bulma spoke up, Do you love him? she and the others and watched the kiss, feeling as if the lust were oozing off the two.
Vejita smiled, a real smile, without looking up, Hai, I do. Although, it isn't the same as Human love.
Chi-Chi smiled, the romance easing her mind, How so?
Clearing his throat, Vejita looked up at the girl, We feel affection for one another similar to Humans, but it's more than that. I can literally feel what he feels for me at all times. I also feel his emotions and moods and even hear his thoughts. And vice versa. Our connection is physical. If one of us were to die, the other would die soon after.
The group was amazed. The thought had crossed all their minds before... Saving Goku, but leaving the prince to die under the jurisdiction of the committee. If it had gone through, they'd have lost their friend as well.
You've spoked of being about to feel one another's minds before, as well Sone. Bulma said, remembering.
Vejita nodded, Kakarotto and I are capable of speaking with one another's minds now. With Sone, we're only about to sense his feelings.
Can you speak to Goku now? While he's sleeping? Krillin asked, amazed.
Vejita smirked, nodding.
Now way, Yamcha said, their situation nearly being forgotten as they admired the Saiyajin abilities, Tell him to say something in his sleep.
Roshi laughed, Goku sleeps like a log. I've never heard the boy talk in his sleep... I'd be impressed if you could even wake him up.
Vejita found himself laughing as well, Hai, he is hard to reach in sleep. With that the prince concentrated, Kakarotto... Your friends are impressed with our ability to communicate telepathically... Tell them to be quiet, you're sleeping.'
Goku's mind was a blank, exhaustion weighing heavily on his mind. He heard Vejita's voice though, like a prayer, Kakarotto... Friends impressed... Be quiet, I'm sleeping... Be quiet, I'm sleeping.' The feeling of the message was clear, but the parts he literally heard were broken.
They watched as the Earth Saiyajin shifted in his sleep, his lips parting slightly, Be quiet... I'm sleepin'.
The little room was filled with laughter, causing the guards to peek in. The merriment didn't last. As their laughter faded, the seriousness of the situation weighed down on them yet again.
The rest of the journey was silent except for the mumbled voices of the guards socializing and the soft whispers of the waves against the ship. Several of the others drifted off to sleep due to the gentle rocking of the ship, hours passed as they made their way back to Capital City.
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Upon arriving at North Port, they'd been jostled and hurried, transferred from the ship to a large armored vehicle, finally arriving at the large complex. They'd been unable to speak to one another, Goku, Vejita, and Sone surrounded by guards as they were pushed further and further down a seemingly endless hallway. The others, however, were forced into a room near the entrance, then left to be locked in.
Nearly an hour had passed when the doorknob had begun to jiggle. Moments later, the president, his assistant, Dr. Lee, and several guards entered.
The room was somewhat large and very clean. Other than the people standing within it, it was completely empty, like some kind of sterile, white void.
Yamcha and Bulma were holding one another in a dangerous grip, her fingernails digging into his arm. Chi-Chi felt alone, her eyes filled with tears as she stood somewhat separate from the others, her arms folded against her body. Krillin let his arms droop at his sides, standing in a slouch, dread ricocheting in his mind, he just knew his best friend was being executed in the back of the building while he stood here unable to do anything about it. Master Roshi seemed to have himself under control. He'd lived long enough and knew what people were capable of. What happened, happened.
All of you are here because there are some questions that need answering. The president said, stepping further into the room so that the door could be closed.
Dr. Lee stepped forward, lifting a clipboard up as he began his questioning, Why do you allow the Saiyajin to be among you?
They all remained silent for a few moments, but finally Bulma answered, We've known Goku for nearly all our lives. If you found out that your brother was an alien, you wouldn't stop loving him.
I see. Dr. Lee said, scribbling down a few notes, the girl had answered well.
And the prince? the president questioned.
When no one spoke up, Dr. Lee repeated the questioned, And the prince?
Bulma cleared her throat, Goku and Vejita are friends. She said, leaving it at that, she really didn't know what else to say.
Yes, however, when the Saiyajin were being held prisoner before, the four of you worked to prepare a petition to save only Son Goku. Dr. Lee stated simply, waiting for an explanation.
Krillin sighed, At the time we weren't sure if we could trust him.
But now you are?
Yamcha rolled his eyes, turning his gaze elsewhere.
Dr. Lee smirked, scribbling a few more notes, I see.
Chi-Chi had noticed the exchange and spoke up, No... It's just that before we didn't really know Vejita, but now we do.
And what exactly happened to cause you to suddenly trust a mass murderer? The fact that a child was created by combining the DNA of he and your best friend?
Bulma scowled at the stuck up fool, For your information, their DNA wasn't combined,' Vejita's sperm was placed in Goku's egg. It's called reproduction. I don't know what you've been told. And no, that's not why we suddenly' trust him.
The doctor seemed confused for a moment and looked back to the president with a questioning stare.
Bulma noticed and continued, taking advantage of the fool's lack of knowledge, Plus, he proved himself to us. Goku's been Human to us all until nearly six months ago. When Vejita showed up, of course we were unsure and afraid, just like everyone else, but you have to know... Goku's the most pure, innocent person in the world. He has the best sense of right and wrong, better than any other person I know. When he fell for Vejita, I knew that the prince couldn't be all that bad. It still took time, but I learned that he is trustworthy.
Dr. Lee remained silent for a while, taking notes and considering what the girl had said, then he looked up, somewhat confused, When he fell for Vejita?
The groups eyes grew. Should they say something? Would the people here take advantage of such knowledge? It was too late though. They'd said too much.
Are you telling me that the only two remaining Saiyajin are faggots? the president questioned, humor playing across his features.
It's not like that! Bulma exclaimed, trying to undo what she'd done.
What exactly is it like? Dr. Lee asked.
Bulma sighed, I... I don't know. she whispered, honestly. None of them understood the relationship completely, even though it had been explained to them time and time again. They'd tried and tried, but it was beyond them. How was it possible to feel physical love? It was just beyond them.
They remained in the room, being questioned mercilessly for hours. When they were finally released, it was dark out. Even though they were honest and told all they knew, they doctor still hadn't seemed satisfied.
As they walked together towards an all night Capsule shop, they remained silent. They were so happy to be out, but saddened that their friend was unable to feel the relief they felt.
Although they'd answered thousands of questions, none of their questions were answered and for all they knew, Goku was already dead.
They rented a large Capsule plane, and Krillin drove each of them to their individual homes before flying Master Roshi and himself back to the island.
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Dr. Lee stepped into the president's office. It was Monday morning and although he'd gotten quite a bit of sleep, he still had dark circles beneath his eyes. It was early, and he'd just returned from reporting all he'd learned to the committee.
The president asked, ha and his assistant looking up as the young doctor entered the room.
Dr. Lee straightened his coat, I've finished giving my report to the committee, we should receive word within the hour.
The president nodded, excusing the doctor.
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Goku woke to find that Vejita was already awake. They were back in the dungeon below the complex. It wasn't the same as it was before. There was no dust and all traces of their last visit had been bleached away. The room was cold and awkward.
Sone squirmed, sending out his hunger. Why wasn't his mother reacting? Where were those two who's been caring for him, who'd made him, whose blood flowed through his veins?
the Earth Saiyajin whispered, I can't feel him.
Vejita turned his attention to his mate and child. He knew this was coming. He looked down at their son. With the damned bands on their ankles and wrists, they were unable to sense anything. Nothing! These new ones were better, stronger, and they weren't even capable of sensing their child's basic needs.
I think he's hungry. Goku said, sorrow threaded in every syllable.
Vejita nodded, turning his watch back to the main entrance to this hellhole.
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Bulma straightened her back as she entered the large school. She and the other had stopped waiting for one another for some times. Their social needs seemed insignificant now that their best friend may be dead.
As she stepped into their first period class, art history, she noticed that there was nearly fifteen minutes until the morning bell. Yamcha, Krillin, and Chi-Chi were there too, as well as few early bird nerds.
They were all silent as Bulma took a seat, staring forward blankly, Have you heard anything? she asked timidly, as if afraid to hear an answer.
Both Yamcha and Chi-Chi shook their heads.
Krillin sighed, I heard the teachers talking... I was here really early... They were saying something about the presidential committee making some kind of decision this morning based on some king of scientific reports.
Bulma turned quickly, You mean, Son's still alive?
Krillin shrugged, Who knows for how long.
Her excitement died quickly. He was right. She slowly turned back, facing forward as their instructor stepped into the room.
He was startled at first to find his four most inattentive students there so early, not to mention that they looked so solemn, staring blankly.
Nice to see you all here so early this morning. He said, hoping to lighten the mood, to no avail.
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The sky was darkening and still their was no news from the committee. The president chewed nervously at his nails, wondering if his secret had been revealed to the old men. If it had, he'd surely be in big trouble with the public, and most definitely he wouldn't be reelected.
Just then, however, the door to his office flew open and his assistant rushed in, The committee has made their decision.
The president's eyes grew wide an as he slowly sat forward, And... What's their decision?
A smirk played at the man's mouth, Son Goku is to remain imprisoned for the remainder of his life, the decision final at eighty-eight over twelve. As for the Saiyajin Prince... He too is to remain imprisoned for the remainder of his life, the decision final at ninety-seven over three.
Are you serious? Just life? the prince exclaimed, shocked. He'd expected at least one execution. He'd have to take this up with the old men later.
Sir, there's more.
The president looked up, baffled.
The child... The committee decided that it's to be destroyed like the bad experiment it is. Ninety-three over seven.
You can't be serious.
The president's assistant nodded, The chairman made a statement. They think life in prison is too much torture for a child, and there's no way they can let all this happen again. Since the child's life has barely begun, they'll simply end it mercifully.
The president nearly grinned, they hadn't discovered his involvement in the child's creation, Well, the committee's decision is absolute.
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An entire day! Their son was going without food for an entire day. For a Saiyajin child, the torture would surely be unlivable.
Goku rocked back and forth, trying to soothe the baby with words he didn't understand, a language forgotten to him.
Vejita had been amazed at first, prepared to ask questions, but there wasn't time for that. There son was dying.
Their own hunger was forgotten as they worked at their bracelets. It was no use though, and Goku had given up, placing his faith in his prince.
Vejita was growling as he tore at his wrists, determined to save his family's lives.
They hadn't seen a sole since they'd been thrown into the cage, and his yelling hadn't gained anyone's attention.
Hissing in anger, the prince dropped to his knees, he couldn't think f anything to do.
Goku let his ears fill with the soft cries of the child in his arms. Earlier, Sone had been wailing with aggravation, now he only whimpered in desperation. The baby's already pale skin seemed translucent.
Goku didn't know what else to do, something had to go into his child's stomach. Vejita was supposed to provide for them. Looking up, the Earth Saiyajin watched as his prince tore at his left wrist, seemingly willing to remove his entire hand to rid himself of the shiny metal cuff.
Jita... Come here. He said, his voice a whisper.
Vejita looked up, surprised by the slight smile on his mate's face. He didn't move though, feeling inadequate. Kakarotto motioned for him to come, and the prince finally sighed, moving to his mate's side.
Goku took his lover's hand, dripping with blood and held it over Sone's little mouth. The baby was confused at first, but seemed to understand, consuming the life fluid.
Goku's smile widened. He was tempted to simply bite his liver's wrist open, licking the blood clean himself, but he remembered well what had happened last time he'd tasted Vejita's blood, and he didn't need to deal with that at the moment. Instead, he simply used his thumbnail, roughly tearing the bronze skin. He then placed the wound against Sone's pursed little lips.
Vejita smirked, watching as their child survived off his blood. He'd been surprised, but didn't but it passed his mate to bite a chunk out his arm to regurgitate for the child before letting him starve.
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To be continued...
AHHHH!!!! I have such a CRAMP in my hand!!!!!! AAAAHHHH!!!!
Sorry, but I can type no more tonight! This chapter's long enough though. You guys should be satisfied... For a while. LoL
Hmm... Guess I did kinda leave ya at a cliffhanger though, didn't I? Will Sone be executed??? Or will Goku and Vejita protect him???
Ha ha ha ha!! I know and I'm not gonna tell! ^_^ You guys just have to wait until I post again. Don't worry though... That should be fairly soon.
Anyways, review and let me know what you think! ^_^