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. ALWSAID! 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
Royal Delivery
Chapter 16Turles went back to the cockpit to find his brother with Nappa sitting at the main controls as his brother prepared to take off back to the home world. Raditz turned to see him. "How is he?"
"He keeps calling me Master. I hate it." Turles growled as Nappa got out of the chair for him to take. Raditz frowned. He saw more to this. "What happened?"
"He thought I wanted to… you know?" Turles growled not wanting to speak the words.
"No what?" The larger Saiyanjin called from the back making both brother's turn around and glare at him.
"Nappa!" They both snapped in unison.
Turles turned back to his brother who had the same frown as his own. "He thought I had put him in my room for some fun."
"The boy could come out here for some fun…" Nappa couldn't see the problem.
"NAPPA! Will you shut UP!" Turles growled ready to hit the man that knew every button to press to get on his nervous.
"Nappa GO and get the boy some food. He is probably staving. He needs more weight on him, before he sees his family." Raditz said trying to stop a fight. Nappa nodded as he walked out leaving the two brothers to talk about their nephew. "We should tell the King."
"And tell him what? We found his son and he's been a… slave all this TIME." Turles growled pointing back at the room the boy was in.
"They need to know!" The older brother snapped back.
"Well I don't want to be the one to break the news to them." Turles shook his head.
Raditz turned back to what he was doing as he looked out at the approaching midnight sky of the orbiting stars. "I wish I knew how to get that damn collar off him."
"Dad is the only one I know who can do it." Turles turned back from watching the view as his brother plotted the coordinates in.
"I'll send a message to him too. Maybe he can meet us at Vegeta-sei." Raditz said liking the idea of seeing his father again.
"A family reunion." Turles chuckled feeling relief wash over him the further they got away from the planet. Then, with the thought of the boy, his face saddened with concern. "I wasn't expecting this. Kill Burles yes but not finding Gohan on the same day."
"Same here, I had best get this out of the way and contact the home world to tell them know about the boy." Raditz stretched out his hand to the centre consol between him and his brother to call the home world.
"The King will want to speak to the boy." Turles said watching his brother press the various buttons needed to contact the King's private office.
"I'll make up an excuse. The boy isn't ready yet."
"I can't see him being ready in two week either." Turles said as they waited for the call to be acknowledged.
Raditz nodded in agreement as he went back to flying the ship. "No but he will have plenty time to come to terms with the idea of seeing his fathers again."
Turles smirked with the thought. "And don't forget Mirai. That kid will be causing a storm if his fathers force him to go with his squad."
"I'll say the King will let the boy stay back for this." Raditz said as he looked over his shoulder with frown. "Go see what's taking Nappa so long." Raditz asked as he motioned towards the door.
"Yeah sure." Turles pushed off the control panel and headed for the door. His ears twitched as he approached the small corridor he could hear whimpering with the scent fear, arousal in the air.
Turles eyes narrowed as he picked up pace coming only to stop with hands on both sides of the door frame. His eyes widened. He couldn't believe what his eyes were trying to comprehend.
The massive Saiyanjin was slumped to the floor. Fear clearly visible. Turles watched in horror as the young prince was kneeling down beside man. Gazing as he stroked the giant warrior's tail running his figures through the thick brown fur from the tip back watching the way the bristles would fall back into place a his fingers paved a path.
"NAPPA" The giant warrior turned his glazed through half hoods, he was being pleasured by The Royal Highness, King Vegeta's son, the young prince. The man was petrified of what the King would do to him if someone didn't help him soon and pull the boy away from him. He had doubts he would be able to control his urges any longer.
"G-get him away." He whimpered his plea as he felt himself being aroused even more with Gohan's constant touching. The boy was intrigued how a man, a warrior of this size would want to keep his tail. He couldn't remember seeing another tail. He couldn't understand why the man was showing pleaser with a single touch to the tail. He never got any pleaser from his tail being played with.
"GOHAN let go of his tail." Turles growled as he came over to pry the boy's fingers from his aroused friend who was showing signs that he was going to collapse from an orgasm at any minute. Something that Turles knew he didn't want that image for the rest of his life.
The confused prince looked up at his uncle who removed the boys grip. Gohan wasn't sure what he did wrong the man was clearly enjoying it and that was his job to please. Gohan frowned "But he likes it."
With a raised brow. "I don't care! It's not right! You are the prince and if he touches you, your father will kill him. No your fathers will kill him! Understand?"
Raditz walked in. He stopped at the door. He knew he didn't like what he saw. "What the HELL?"
Turles turned with Gohan still kneeling next to him as he held the boy's hands in his grip stopping him from returning back to the tail still slumped in front of them. With a raised brow and disgusted look on his face he looked up his brother. "Gohan got Nappa's tail…" The boy watched waiting for his punishment.
Raditz face turned from confusion to horror as he looked back at his nephew before turning his sights back at the man slumped on the floor. "Shit! Nappa, how could you let your guard down?" Raditz growled as he towered over his old friend who was just shook his head weakly.
"He snuck up on me when I was leaving." The man cried in defence. From down the hall they could hear a buzzing sound. Horror spread across all their faces as their hearts skipped a beat. "SHIT that must be the King!"
Nappa shook his head vigorously with terror set in his eyes. "Hey I didn't touch the prince I SWEAR. Don't tell the King."
"Relaxed Nappa I'll let that bit slide. I don't want to be executed just yet either. Come on Gohan you stay with me." Raditz called for the boy to follow only to have him back away to his bed.
"NO I'm staying here with Nappa he likes me I can smell it." Gohan said pointing to Nappa still on the floor looking worse.
"BLOODY HELL" Nappa eyes couldn't go any wider as he looked up at his friend who expression changed from disbelief to one of alarm.
"NAPPA, GET OUT" Raditz pointed for him to leave still hearing the demanding buzzer reminding them they were keeping the King waiting.
"I'm GONE." Nappa didn't need any more prompting as he climbed off the floor brushing passed his friend who waited and looked back at his brother. "Keep eye on him." He growled before taking off to speak with the King who by now would be livid for being kept waiting when it was of importance
"Gohan don't do that again. It's wrong. You got that. Wrong!" Turles brought the boy around to face him fully. Gohan kept his head down not wanting to look. Turles lifted the boys chin up so he could see those sadden dark pools.
"But he liked it and my master said…" Gohan's voice was a whisper and he went to explain but Turles grip on his arms tightened making the boy look away. He didn't want to meet up with angry eyes again.
Turles frowned he didn't like the prince talking like this. He knew this would be an ongoing thing with him being beaten to believe that his master's word was everything. "Well your master is dead! You're the prince, the youngest son to the King of Vegeta-sei. So don't do it again. GOT IT!"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to displease you." Another whisper
Turles was at his wits end. He didn't mean to upset the boy but he can't have him going around touching tails like that. It was obvious that the boy hasn't remember anything of his Saiyan ways, what's accepted and what wasn't and the boy was not of an age to understand that sensation with his own tail until he comes of age. "No Gohan you didn't displease me. It's just you're too young for this you haven't come of age yet so you don't understand. What happened to you was wrong. It shouldn't have happened but now your safe and we will take you back to your fathers."
The boy pulled back away fear was washed through his eyes. "No."
The general could see Gohan wasn't happy about going back to his family. "Hey everything will be alright Mirai is back home and when your fathers tell him, he will be there to meet you."
"Please…" Gohan pulled away from his uncle's touch. He didn't want to see any of them. Over the years he came to believe that if they truly cared they would have come for him and then he was conditioned to believe they didn't care, no one would. He was nothing to anyone but a tool to be used as his master deemed fit. His fathers or his brother wouldn't want him now, now that he had been touched, turned to dirt by filth.
"Do you want to speak to your father?" Turles tried to bring the boy's eyes back to him to see what was behind them what pain he was covering.
"No please don't I don't want too." His chin pulled up in his uncle's large hands but his eyes refused to have the man see what he knew. No he would keep them hidden deep inside of him cover up his pain with solemn mask.
"Ok. We can talk some more after your meal." Turles pointed to the tray of food on the desk. He knew they were a long way from helping the boy. At the best he hope to was at least get his weight back and his height was a worry as he only looked like he was twelve. He put it down to the ki dampening band. He knew from Mirai's experience that in time his height will return as it should once the collar is off. His fathers are going to have a fit at the size of him.
Gohan watched his uncle stand with his hand dropping from his chin to leave. His dark pools watched the man lock eyes with him about to turn away. "Don't leave me." The boy grabbed his hand to stop him. Turles stopped to look down at the boy with his plea.
"I'm not going to leave you. I'll just be out there." Turles explained as he pointed towards the door where he could barely hear his older brother speaking very quickly to the King about his son. The man looked at the boy. "You can come out any time if you want."
"Are you mad?" Gohan kept both his hands on the man wrists looking questioningly at him.
Turles shook his head. He wasn't mad he was worried about the boy. "No, not mad Gohan."
The boy shook his head letting the man leave. As he watched his uncle disappear he felt cold and empty. Everything had changed. No longer a slave to please he was going home where no one knew him, the real him. He wouldn't be what they had expected. He knew he couldn't rise to their high expectations. "I can't go back."
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"How's things with the King?" Turles said as he came and watched his brother sit back in the chair exhausted as if he had just done a few rounds in the sparing ring.
"He wants the full report and the boy back there pronto." Raditz said looking up at his brother.
"What did he ask?" Turles moved closer and leant back on the controls.
"Everything." The older brother looked out into the darkness of space to where their home world was.
"And?" Turles raised a brow pushing his brother to go on.
Raditz frowned back at his brother with waiting eyes. "And what? Yes I told him. What else was I to say? He would find out just how screwed up the boy is."
Turles ignored his brother knowing he was just worried. "He is strong. He survived all of this when we thought he had died."
"I know! I just wonder how the boy is going to cope with all this change." The older brother sighed. "The King wanted to speak to him. I told him the boy was sleeping."
"I think that was wise. He isn't ready for them yet." Turles leant over and patted his brother's broad shoulders.
"Yeah but when will he be? We have just on two weeks before we get back. That's not long enough." Raditz said.
"There's nothing we can do about it. We can't stall this. If we don't get there when they expect us Vegeta will send out the Royal Guards and their ships are faster." Turles said as he turned to sit down in his chair next to his brother.
"Huh he told me he was going to anyway."
"Shit what did you say?" Turles frowned, fearful for the boy
"I said that it was best if the boy stayed with us and got use to the idea of home."
"I'm surprised your still standing and he didn't ki blast you over the transmitter." Turles chuckled nervously.
"I don't know I feel like he did. Anyway he agrees but he wants to speak with the boy as soon as he wakes." Raditz chuckled before turning back to his brother. "We can't put this off you know."
"We can try." Turles said looking over his brother with the same worried expression.
"Yeah we can try."
TBC…
A/N: I like those two. I don't even mind Nappa. *cringe*
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