A/N: I don't own DBZ and I don't pretend to. This story is AU so that gives me free range and my characters OOC (out of character). Be warned spelling and grammar mistakes will be found. ALWAYS! Another Warning, this could end up as a Yaoi male/male coupling. If you are homophobe then don't read. No-one is making you. Rated R. Warning: child abuse.
Royal Delivery
Chapter 14Gohan was taken and thrown into a small cell with another around his age. "You're in the auction house now boy and tomorrow you'll be auctioned off to your new master." Kirris laughed watching the boy pick himself back up and narrow his eyes at the man. "Get that look off your face boy or I'll do it for you." Gohan kept his eyes fixed on the man only to get another back hand across his cheek sending him flying against the wall. "Like I said before, you do as I say and when I say. Now I suggest you get some sleep. You have a big day tomorrow." Kirris smirks leaving the two boys locked in their cell.
The other boy came up to Gohan who was pulling himself off the floor wiping the blood from his cut lip. "Are you all right?"
"Yes." The prince growled at the boy with his torn clothes.
"I'm Olios."
"Gohan. I hate him." The prince spat, wiping his lip again and looking down at the blood.
"I wouldn't tell him that. He will just hit you again." Olios approached Gohan and trailed his finger over the blue black bruising on his cheek. Gohan winced some but didn't try to stop the boy.
Olios looked down at the bushy tail that flicked behind the boy. "Are you a Saiyan?"
"Yes." Gohan frowned he hated that people would ask him as if it was a disease. But he knew the boy meant no harm by it. They quickly stopped talking as the guard returned glared at them through the cell bars.
"Not another word out of either of you." The man hissed. Both boys looked up at him as he growled out his warning emphasize it as he hit the cell bars hard with a metal pipe sending the boys back a step. "Sit!" The man snapped. Gohan locked eyes with Kirris in defiance only to have the other boy pull on his arm back down to floor with him. "That's better. You'll learn fast boy if you want to live a long life."
Olios looked at the prince who glared at the man until he disappeared and turned back to him. The boy pressed a finger to his lips. "Shh" Olios moved close to Gohan with both them leaning against the wall with shoulders touching and legs bent trying to keep warm. "We had best sleep. Do you mind if I sleep here with you?" He whispered
"No" Gohan nodded and Olios moved closer still. "Here." The prince moved his arms so the other boy could cuddle into him as Gohan had the advantage of wearing a long sleeve top that Krillin had bought him. The thought of his friend saddened him. He was told that he was dead, murdered back at the tavern by the men who brought him here.
The young Saiyan's thoughts were interrupted as Olios wormed in closer still and drained the warmth from him. Gohan looked down at the mop of blue black hair on the boy. Wondering what their fate was he didn't think there was much of a chance of anyone helping him now. With that his gaze returning back to the bars. From what he could see there was little chance of escape.
For a brief second he wondered about his fathers and his brother but dismissed it just as quickly. If they were interested they would have found him by now. His hopes of ever seeing them again were gone. "They have forgotten me." He whispered
Gohan let his head lean back on the concrete wall listening to others in the cell next to theirs and wondered what tomorrow will hold for him and for his friend. Sighing the prince allowed his eyes to close, pushing away the lonely images and nightmares from his mind he called for sleep to come and claim him. In the dark of the cell two small figures curled up together in search of warmth and comfort in the cold forbidding walls of their prison.
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"NEXT!" Olios was pushed forward with shackles on his feet and wrists as he stumbled up the stairs to the platform. The boy's wide eyes looked back at his friend doing the same. Gohan struggled with the weight of the chains as they reached the raised stage. His dark eyes looked around to see the room full of different races all shoulder to shoulder looking up at them on the stage calling out things he didn't understand.
They both watched as two other boys were taken away. One boy was shouting and struggling from the guard only to be elbowed in the back making the boy fall forwarded on to all fours where the man kicked him until he got back up.
The next thing Gohan knew was a guard was pushing them forward making him stumbled and fall close to the edge on his knees. The prince turned to look over his shoulder for his friend only to get another back hand forcing his face to spring to the front. His right eye squeezed closed from the stinging, he slowly re-open to see hands raised and the sounds of yelling.
The guard that hit him came around pulled him back to his feet forcing him to stand as he brought the boy's tail into view. With his metal pipe the man lifted the limb for all to see. Gohan heard gasps as his tail was shown off. The prince warily turned to look back over his shoulder to see Olios standing there with a guard's hand resting on his shoulder keeping him still.
The prince sprung around when he felt a hand rub the fur of his tail. He looked up to see a huge man with some animal skin draped over his shoulder standing next to him. The man picked up the tail and examined it before forcing the boy chin up and adding pressure to his jaw forcing the boy to open his mouth for the large man to look inside. He turned to the auctioneer and nodded. "Sold"
Gohan was pushed over to the other side of the stage struggling to walk and see his friend as the large man went to talk to the auctioneer. "OLIOS…" The prince called out to his friend who had the same sad expression on his face. Gohan was pushed forward and taken down the stairs never to see his friend again. He knew it be the case as he came to stop looking back and watching the man he knew was to be his master come down the stairs.
Gohan received a hard hit on the already bruised face from his master's fist. "You will learn your place boy! Remember that and we will get on famously."
Those words echoed in the boy's mind every night he was visited by the beast. Every time he received another blow to the face. Gohan never forgot those words. Never did he complain when he had to drag his torn body from his master's bed or wait to be let in from the pouring rain after his master went into his drunken rage.
If there was a Kami, Gohan didn't notice him. He never once called and tried to comfort the blood coated tears that rained down the boy's cheeks nor did he help ease the living nightmares. No, the young prince never forgot those words that would haunt him for the rest of his life. He had no doubt in his intelligent mind about that.
"You will learn your place boy! Remember that and we will get on famously."
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The Vegeta-sei Empire was growing and expanding, removing the threat of retaliations from their enemies as their strength grew. Known for their power and ruthlessness in battle they were well herd of across the universe. It's been nine years of grief for the royals with no word of their youngest cub. They never stopped hoping in their search to find the boy. They had heard whispers of a Saiyan slave with its tail still intact and on the hope that it might be the young prince they would investigate but it always ended up at a dead end.
Mirai, the heir to the throne, was an accomplished fighter in his own right. The way he could work out his opponent's moves before they did. The prince had been on his first mission with his uncles Raditz and his long time friend Ursus. The two boys had stayed close through their years together and now they both shared a room at the Royal academy. Over time Ursus had his leg healed by the best doctors the royals could find.
Life had gone on but the hurt was always there. Gohan's name was never said out loud anymore but a mere mention in a whisper amongst family and friends. Ursus would listen to his friend, the prince, concerned about the same worries over the years with each new sighting of a slave with a tail and as always would send Mirai into a rebellious rage and demand that he be allowed to go on the search with his uncles and Nappa.
His grandpapa Bardock was still off on his travels hunting down anything that would spark his attention on any slave cub, always hoping in the back of his mind it would turn up to be his grandson.
Both the King and his partner hadn't had it easy with their eighteen year old son's rebellious outbursts in public or behind close doors. There was quickness to the boy that would surfers in a fight whether it be physical or vocal. Keeping the boy out of trouble had been an ongoing thing for the family.
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"Hey give it back!" Mirai called as his friend snatched his academy blue spandex pants, leaving him with only a towel.
"Why? You look good like that." Ursus laughed enjoying stirring up his friend as he stood in their shared room.
"Don't be absurd." The prince went to snatch them back from his friend's out stretched hand only to have them pulled away at the last moment. Mirai wasn't in the mood he had a hang over still and needed to be else where.
Both boys had just finished their training for the day and since it was only just after lunch they had the rest of the day off. "I'm sure you'll find a mate looking like that." The other teen said still holding onto the prince's uniform.
"Huh like I told my fathers, I'm not interested in finding a mate. Now give that back to me Ursus or I swear I'll knock your block off." Mirai growled
"Oh I'm scared." Ursus raised a brow as he threw the pants back to his friend. He wouldn't put it passed his friend to do it. He was a damn good fighter and he, sure as hell, didn't want to be in his path when he got mad. "Anyway are you coming down to the tavern tonight? Most of our division will be there. It should be great night."
"Yeah, maybe after I'm going to see dad about going with Turles and the others on that new mission." The prince said getting dressed.
"Yeah I heard about it from Raditz. He's going too. They must be pretty confident they have caught up with him after all these years. I know Raditz is fired up about it. I think he hates him more than Turles."
"Burles has never been that popular with any of them and much less so now." Mirai said dropping his butt on the bed so he could put on his white boots.
"Do you think your father will let you go? I mean, we have another mission in a few days." Ursus said as he sat opposite his friend on his own single bed.
"I don't know. I have to see him. Hand me that will you." Mirai's pointed over at his chest plate with his family's royal crest over the heart.
"You'd better be quick I heard Raditz say something about dumping Turles ship for a new one that works." Ursus leaned over and handed Mirai the rest of his uniform from his bed.
"So?" Mirai raised a brow.
"Well he's found one and it works."
"Shit I'd better go." The prince sprung from his bed and rushed passed his friend and headed towards the palace to speak with his father, the King.
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"I said no boy!" Vegeta was in his private office going over the last of his work with the heir to Vegeta-sei leaning over his desk frustrated that his father wasn't listening to him.
"Father I could help them out in case there's trouble." Mirai kept his eyes on his father who had only looked up once since he had entered the room. The King kept his head down determined to get rid of the nonsense paper work.
"They'll be in trouble if you do go. You 're staying here and that's final!"
"Stuff this!" Mirai slammed his palms down on the desk before pushing away from it in angry. It's being like this since he got back. Fighting with both his parents about going on his first mission it was only because his uncles came that they let him go. He was sure off that.
Now his fathers were proud of how well he was doing and how he is a great warrior for his young age. They just didn't like him being away from their constant guard, even if he was of age. Only last year he went into his first heat. It was painful, the hot flashes and the urges to be with someone to feel his need being taken care of. Since then he's been the target of both his fathers to find a mate before he goes through another painful rut.
Both his parents didn't want to see him suffer like he did, refusing help. It would be easy enough to go insane with the fever. The doctors said it was lucky he only had a week any more and the King would have found a mate for him. Mirai was clinging onto the hope that Gohan was out there somewhere. His true mate, the one he wanted more than anyone person his family had introduced him to forcing the issue once again of a royal mate. He was just fortunate that his fathers hadn't really found a potential mate who they thought was good enough for their son.
"Mirai!" Vegeta pushed up from his seat. With eyes narrowed he looked at his son rebellious face.
The teen gave his father the same stern expression. He knew this would get him nowhere. "I heard you!"
"And there is no use going to see your papa about this. We both agree you are to stay here." Vegeta called stopping the boy in his tracks as he headed for the door. Mirai raised his hands in frustration.
"Just great." The prince turned to meet his father's disapproving eyes. "So I'm to sit around while they get to kick butt. I'm just as involved in this… more so. I should be allowed to have my taste of revenge as well!" Mirai growled.
"Brat that is ENOUGH!" The King yelled as he came around from behind his desk metres from his son. With the boy's constant defiance Vegeta was fed up with it. Mirai's blues narrow with determination.
"I'm going!" Mirai spat angrily as he went back towards the door leaving his father standing with his fists clenched at his side.
"You can't!" Vegeta growled watching the boy with his hand still holding the door handle.
Mirai turned around with eyes ablaze and not taking his hand from the handle. "Who's going to stop me?"
"You can't go because they have already left, earlier this morning." Vegeta said as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"You had this all planned!" Mirai yelled furious with the game his father was playing.
"I don't care what you think boy! We had word that Burles was making his way to a planet not far from here. They wanted to get there before him." Vegeta said with his son moving up to him with fiery blues.
"So they get to have some fun and I'm left here." He growled again ready to go to war with his father over this.
"You are the crown prince of Vegeta-sei and you will not be tracing all around the universe! Your loyalty lays here! You have a mission in a few days. I won't see you miss it!" Mirai smirked. Now his father was pushing him on a mission.
"I have heard this crap before when it's in your best interest I can go."
"Well then I don't need to repeat myself." Vegeta kept his stance strong with his son ongoing rebellious nature.
"I'm out of here." Mirai growled making sure he slammed the door behind him on the way out. As the door hit the doorframe hard the lavender hair teen heir took a moment to think about things before marching off in a fit of rage looking for the nearest tavern to find his friend.
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"The boy's going to be upset." Nappa spoke from the back with Turles and Raditz sitting at the front putting the ship on auto pilot now that they where clear of the astroid belt.
"It's best if he stays back. His father will be able to handle him." Turles said standing up ready to get something to eat.
"I think he's the only one who can." Raditz smirked as he went to get up too.
"He's ok. He's just a little wound up. His squad is leaving on another mission in a few days. That will do him some good." Turles stated as they all headed off to the next room for something to eat.
"Yeah I always felt better after I rammed my fist through someone's head." Nappa agreed as he slammed his fist into his palm.
"That's why I like you Nappa. You're all action." Turles laughed slapping his giant friend's back as they entered the medium sized room. The ship had the usual kitchen, bathroom and three bedrooms at the back of the cockpit.
After the meal and talking about their mission they heard the familiar sound coming from the cockpit signalling that they were in range of their destination. All three pushed off out of their seats and headed for the main room. "About bloody time." Raditz said as he sits back down seeing the planet coming into view.
"Well let's put this thing down and do some hunting." Turles purred.
"I'm going to enjoy this." Nappa called from his place behind the two brothers.
"Don't forget to leave me a piece." Turles called with a warning frown to his brother next to him.
"Always little brother…always." Raditz smirked with his eyes still fixed on the planet that was now coming into focus in front of him.
Once the ship was down it didn't take the three powerful Saiyanjins to get word as to where Burles was. After a short chase through the back streets they cornered the man they had waited to see since this adventure had started. Raditz wrestled him to the ground before pulling the guy up and dragging him to a private place to discuss business.
"Hi" Turles smirked in the man's face fear raced through the man with the three most unlikely Saiyanjins he thought he would see stared back at him with revenge set on their powerful faces.
"SHIT." Burles stumbled back as Turles grabbed the man's top clenching it in his fists to the man chin. Turles was inches from his face.
"I don't think he wants to play brother."
"He will." Raditz said as he moved closer to the petrified man.
"I told you. I don't know what you're talking about." He cried as his eyes darted from each of three warriors who were thirsting for the taste of his blood.
"Don't play games with me Burles. I'm not in the mood!" Turles growled out low into the man's face before hit him hard in the gut with his other fist. The burly man dropped to his knees clutching his stomach. Raditz summoned up a blue ki ball sending the man into a fit of panic as he watched in horror at the heated ball being lifted to his face.
"NO PLEASE NO."
"Oh that's disgusting." Turles backs away revolted with the man who had just finished empting his pants.
"PLEASE I know something. I'll tell you where the boy is. If you just let me go." The man pleaded.
"YOU LIE." Raditz yelled with the powerfully ki ball in his hands ready to be fired into the man's face.
"NO please I know where you can find him he not far from here I promise you it's the boy."
"The prince?" Nappa looked over to his friends then back to the man who had just gained their full attention.
"YES, YES." Burles looked up at each of them, desperate to save his own life.
"Is that why you're here? To get the boy back?" Turles asked with eyes narrowed on the man kneeling before him in pool of his own urine.
"Yes I was hoping to buy him and…"
"I wouldn't say it." Turles leaned over towards him with his own ki ball set near the man's face.
Burles tried to back away with two ki balls ready to be fired by both brothers. Turles smirked and allowed his to burn the man skin causing Burles to cry out in pain as his body trembled. "ARRrrr."
"He didn't say it." Nappa said confused.
Turles looked back at his friend with narrowed eyes. "No but he thought it." Nappa nodded. That made sense.
"TELL US!" Raditz yells.
"AAArr He's with his master who has a private room at the lodgings. I SWEAR" Burles pleaded as the ki balls grew larger in his face to match his own eyes. Then the alleyway echoed with the blood curdling scream of Burles as he was turned into ash.
"Let's go." Raditz wiped his hands and turned to leave with the scurry of rats running away.
"Do you think he was telling us the truth?" Nappa asked as he followed the two brothers.
"Yes." Turles said with his eyes fixed on their new destination. The three Saiyanjin strode off ready. They had waited a long time for this day and their rage was swelling to the surface with each step they took as they walked their way towards the lodgings with strangers fleeing from their path allowing the three Saiyanjin elite full accesses to where every their wanted.
TBC…
A/N: Sorry for the delay. Thanks for you're generous reviews.
I went back and fix up some of the chapters. Spelling and stuff. I'm still not happy. I hate jumping around in chapters. I'll fix it one day. ^_~ Anyway it should be smooth ride now with the next chapters.
I have done up to chapter 18 on this and I'm pleased to say its improved well I think so. Mirai has just found out about his brother …cool. I'll update when they are checked. No little job for my friend. Thanks guys I mean it. *grins*
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