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
Royal Delivery Chapter 19
Gohan pulled his top back over his shoulders only to have it slip back off him again when he went to climb into his uncle's bed. He nestled under the sheets and before settling he looked up to see his uncle take off his boots while he sat in his chair near his desk. "Close your eyes and get some sleep."
Gohan did as he was told but couldn't help reopening them to see his uncle pull off his top showing his battle scars on his tanned skin. The boy was intrigued as the muscles rippled showing his handsome form off.
The young prince wasn't used to seeing handsome, it was always gross. His eyes stayed fixated as he watched his uncle go to take his pants off. Feeling the boy's eyes on him Turles looked over at the bed and decided against it. Instead he reached over and snatched a spare pillow and blanket from his top shelf and threw it on the floor.
Gohan frowned and watched his uncle set the makeshift bed up on the floor. The boy shifted the blanket off him and went to go on to the floor too. "Maste…" The boy stopped in his tracks with his uncle's glare. The young prince's legs froze midway from the bed to the floor.
"What are you doing boy?" Turles asked ready to turn off the lights as he looked at the boy.
The prince whispered meekly. "I'll take the floor."
Turles closed his eyes and with sigh. "No Gohan you go to sleep. I will be fine."
Unsure dark pools "But…"
"No buts. Go to sleep." Turles said as he turning the light out.
Another soft whisper. "Yes Master."
Turles gritted his teeth and clenched his fist at the sound of that word. He moved to lie down on the floor settling himself for the night sleep, his eyes turned back to the boy. He lifted up his head to check on the boy who was back under his covers.
Turles rest his head back onto the pillow with his dark eyes focusing up at the ceiling thinking about everything. He could hear the boy shift under his blankets. Obviously the boy wasn't able sleep.
He sighed and looked over at the form on the bed fighting with his sheets trying to find a comfortable place to sleep. The room smelt so different. Gohan's surroundings were so out of place. His mind fell back to his late master. He was so different from his first master.
Gohan's breath hitched when he felt the mattress shift. He opened his dark eyes to see his uncle slip under the covers with him. "Move over boy."
"Yes Ma…" Gohan dark orbs looked at the deep frown opposite him. "Uncle."
"That's better, now mover over." Gohan shifted to the wall to give more room to the man that looked so like his papa and grandpapa. He couldn't stop looking over the man's face, the same one in his dreams and now to see it so close. He could feel his hand wanting to touch to see it was real or just a dream.
And it did Turles didn't know what to do as he felt his nephew's fingers run over his cheek bone. His eyes turned to the boy who was lost in thought until his eyes saws his uncle's. "I'm sorry." The hand was quickly moved away.
"What are you doing?" Turles asked
Gohan dark eyes looked away. "You look like him."
His uncle frowns. "Who? Your papa?"
In a quiet breath. "Yes."
The general shifted so he could see the boy and bring his chin back as to see the cub's eyes. "You remember him?"
Gohan refused to have eye contact. "I can't remember him. It was just a dream." Came the whisper.
A weak smile formed on Turles face as he studied the cub's deep pools that now refused to look at him. "No Gohan it was very real. Here boy come here." Turles moved so the boy could curl up next to him more comfortable.
The young prince frowned as he studied his master… no uncle. "You want me?"
"Want you?" The general frowned as he watched the boy nestle closer into his arms.
"Yes." Gohan whispers with his warm breath touching the general chest before Turles knew it the boy's moist lips trace a gentle pattern over his firm skin with his young hands roaming his tail came around to brush over his masters in thigh.
Turles froze as the sensation was washing over him trying to gain some control as his lids drew heavy and his eyes starting to glaze some with the warm heat forming around his arousal from the attention he was receiving. "Ss…stop Go… Gohan!"
The general lifted the boy off him and held him so he could see the boys face. There was no sign that the cub was lost in any of this, just a puzzled expression set in those dark pools that looked so confused. "Does it displease you?"
Turles sighed how was he going to get through to the boy that this was not right without believing he is in trouble every time. "Gohan you don't displease me. It's just all that stuff that your masters liked it's not right. You're too young you're still just a cub to us. You might be fourteen but you're not of age until you come into your first rut."
"Rut?" The boy asked confused and not remembering much of his home world. He barely remembered how to speak his native tongue. He was lost with some of the words and was relying on body language at times to help him through this. It was confusing when he got it wrong, just like now.
"A rut is when your body awakens and that can happening anytime around sixteen or later. Your tail will become more sensitive to the touch. Your hormones will produce a strong scent that will make you more alluring to others." Turles thought that now was a good time as ever to teach the boy something about his saiyanjin ways.
"Alluring?" He didn't know if he liked that word much.
Turles went on to explain. "From your scent other's can tell if you're ready to take a mate. It's against our ways to take a cub before they have awakened."
"But I don't want to be anyone's mate." Gohan shook his head. He was sure of this.
"What of Mirai?" The general watched as his nephew becoming nervous when he spoke of his bond brother. It was the same way that he was distressed hearing Mirai's voice tonight.
"No." The young prince shook his head again with fearful eyes.
"Why?" Turles was concerned. He knew Mirai been waiting for the day he could take Gohan as his mate and if the boy is reluctant.
"I've been touched. I'm no longer clean." Gohan knew his mind on this. His brother wouldn't want him not now. Not after everything.
"You think that he will blame you?" Turles frowned. He could see it in the boy's eyes. He didn't have to say anything. Gohan truly believed he would know longer be accepted or loved by anyone.
"Yes." Turles looked over at the boy brushed up against him.
"Gohan no one blames any of this on you. I don't blame you."
"You hate me."
"I could never hate you Gohan, you're my nephew. I love you like an uncle should." Turles tried to explain hoping the boy would believe him. The prince was going over everything in his mind. His uncle didn't want him and he didn't hate him it was confusing when the man was so different to the others.
"Do you trust me?" Turles wanted to know if the boy had understood him.
Gohan looked at him his dark pools studied the man. "I don't know. You're different."
"Do I look like I would hurt you?" Turles asked His dark orbs searching for the truth in the boy's own saddening pools.
"You're nothing like the… Yajuu." He whispered the name under a nervous breath.
Turles frowned. "Yajuu?"
Gohan's eyes stayed locked with the man's own. "It's what I called my first master."
Turles nodded. He saw how nervous the boy was becoming and could feel Gohan's tail twitching under the covers. "I see. How long were you with him?"
A whisper, that cut the throat. "Too long."
Turles eyes gave a soft smile. "I'm here now. I'll protect you. I'll be here for you. Sleep now Gohan."
The prince looked at his uncle he had heard the word protect and others word that his uncle had spoken, this man that had a tiny glimpse of his past when he had saved him. The boy could feel himself warming to this man his uncle but was it just another trick to bring him closer still and when his guard was down he would attack like so many others had.
Gohan found trust was something not to give easily but he was willing to try it for his uncle, the man who had been there, who had saved him when his own fathers and brother were nowhere to be seen who had left him.
The general shifted so he could bring the teen cub closer in an attempt to give Gohan that parental comfort he needed, that has been missing for so long in his young life. Turles allowed himself to purr. He was warming to the boy and was hoping to ease some of the boy's stress. As the boy settled down Turles placed his tail over him in a protective manner, cradling him even closer as he soothed the cubs back as it snaked and wrapped it's self around the boy with Gohan's own tail interlaced with his. It wasn't long and he could feel the boy drift off to sleep.
Leaving his uncle in deep thought about everything, eventually he too closed his eyes and with his nephew's head resting on his chest and his young form curled up against him they both went into a rewarding sleep.
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"Ursus come for a walk with me." Mirai called. After hearing everything he needed to escape.
"Brat, don't go out looking for trouble!" Vegeta growled knowing that his boy was covering up his feelings. As soon as he heard his brother's voice Mirai's face was covered with a mask.
"Ursus let's go." Mirai's blues were neutral of any emotions as he looked at his father's strong dark orbs that drilled their warning.
Both boys left. Ursus held the door open as his friend walked passed him. The boy looked up at both his friend's fathers and sent them a weak smile before walking out Mirai. Goku and Vegeta looked back at each other as the door closed wondering what trouble the boy will cause.
"Hey wait up Mirai." Ursus jogged over to his friend who was in rush.
"I need to lose some of this…" The lavender teen kept his eyes fixed in front of him and his fists were clenched at his side.
"Aggression?" The other teen said as he kept with his friends pace.
Mirai frowned and turned to his long time friend. "What ever you want to call it, let's go back to the tavern."
"Well that sounds like fun, but I'm guessing it's not for drink." Ursus turn his sights back in front of him as they left the palace gates in the night with the usual bowing of the royal guards at their post. Mirai ignored them; his mind was on one thing. Both boys were at the same hight with the same lean muscled build, both very handsome teens now disappeared back through the darkening streets. Ursus had to rush to keep up with his friend who had sped up his pace.
Both teen's manes were tired back and Ursus with his dark mane with its red tips was in the same black band as his friend. It kept their long hair from getting in the way when they were in a fight which was looking unavoidable tonight. With the prince fired up and Ursus knew he would end up in front of the King's desk by the end of the night and with another blood lip.
Both boys tails tightened around their slim waist as they pushed the door open sniffing the air for a good fight, the taste of blood, in a room full of young Saiyan warriors boasting about their strengths. It wouldn't be hard to find a fight here, still learning the ropes under the control of their strict commanders.
"Is true what they say that you are a yellow belly chicken and you ran away from your last fight?"
Mirai smirked as he ducked with a fist came flying at him. Both the young teens were dodging and ducking as fists went flying at the same speed curses were being yelled. They both were surrounded with the prince in the middle of it all swinging his fist into his nearest victim and his friend behind him hammering into another who had tried to sneak up on his friend with his back turned.
One wrestled his a opponents to the ground and the other over a table, spilling drinks and shattering glass as it sprayed the ground with chairs now breaking and crumbling to the ground with force of the heated fight with the sound of their native tongue spilled out abusive words to whomever. In the background the sound of whistles echoed sending guards rushing in through the doors ordering the cadets to stop as furniture went crashing around them as they pulled bodies apart from death grips.
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"Well we're here." Raditz said as he looked out over the space port, the half way point to Vegeta-sei. Getting out of his seat he stretched with his brother Turles gets out of his seat looking out the window at the crowded port with its tourists off loading and loading onto other ships of different sizes and shapes. Gohan stood at his side like a shadow only coming to his uncle's shoulders still dressed in his uncle's oversized top. He looked down at the crowd through the window.
"We're here?" Nappa asked coming out from the kitchen and looking nervously over at the boy as he stood at his uncle's side. Gohan looked over at him with his dark pools.
"Yes so should we go?" Raditz asked as headed for the door at the back of the room that led to the hatch. Turles looked back at his brother after checking out the surroundings outside.
"What about the boy? He can't go looking like this?" Gohan looked up at Turles and then down at his top as it slipped off his slender shoulder once again as if to make the statement that much clearer.
"Well I'm not leaving him. He will have to come. We'll get him something decent to wear. Let's go already." Raditz pressed the button to unlock a metal frame that pushes out and to the side as a ramp unfolded from nowhere lowers it's self down to the smooth surface of the port with a hissing sound.
"Come on Gohan. Stay close." Turles said as he encouraged the prince to move with his large hand on the boys back. Gohan turned from Turles to see Nappa and Raditz already gone.
"Can't I stay here? Please." Pleading dark pools asked.
Turles shook his head and with a masked expression. "No, I want to be able to see you. You will be fine. Nothing will happen with us near you."
Gohan reluctantly followed as they exited the ship and down the ramp to stand next to his uncle and Nappa on the tared surfaces. The ramp slid back up and under the ship. "I hope we can get what we need and grab a drink before we go." Nappa called rubbing his palms in expectation.
"As soon as we get the supplies and the boy has some clothes. Can't have him going to see his parents dressed like that." Raditz stated looking down at his quiet solemn nephew.
The prince's eyes were elsewhere looking at all the colours and size of the crowd as they pushed and hurried passed to here and there over the massive space port with its towering buildings to one side. His mind and sight was snapped from the views as his uncle nudged him to follow.
The three Saiyanjins and the cub teen walked amongst the occupants of the outside streets as they went on their search for supplies. All three adults were in conversation as to what to get and where the best places were to go. Gohan trailed behind the towering warriors. His dark pools roamed over the sights and smells. It was all so familiar to him. It was one of his old master's stopping grounds all the best merchants would stop off there.
The planet had recently become part of Vegeta's empire and was now under Saiyan law and protection. They were still allowed to carry on as a major trading port and crime had been reduced. The Saiyanjins therefore, were respected by the people. Gohan remembered his master had stopped coming once the Saiyans had taken over which sent the black market underground. "Masters I know where you can get your supplies cheaper."
This got the adults attention as they turn to look at the boy stopped in the middle of the clean wide streets. "What are you talking about boy?"
"I know a place where you can get your supplies at a low price." Raditz raised a brow at his brother. Turles frowned and turned to the boy who looked up them with a masked expression.
"Are you talking about the black market?" Turles asked.
Gohan nodded. "Yes I can take you there."
"Fine boy show us." Raditz moved so Gohan can show the way.
Turles whispers. "What are you going to do?"
"Tell the king where they are of course." His brother said as they watched the boy move on ahead.
They followed the boy down the sloping streets and down some stairs into the back narrow roads where it just got darker and colder. Gohan lead the way and every now and then turn to see them following as they took note of where they where going. He didn't feel safe here, but having three warriors, his new masters, Turles here with him he felt a little safer.
The boy pointed to a large building with a dark alley up both sides of it. "In there."
"Let's go." Raditz called forgetting about the prince for second.
"What about the boy?" Turles asked, looking at the boy at his side.
Raditz looked at him with a frown. "Stay out here and don't go anywhere. We are just going to have a look. We don't want to scare them off." He watched Gohan just look at him with those damn eyes that made you feel guilt, those sadden pools that made the warrior feel uneasy about leaving the boy.
Nappa was oblivious to how both brothers felt about leaving the boy. "Damn I wanted a fight."
"You'll get one if you don't shut up." Turles growled before frowning back down at the boy. Taking his shoulders he made Gohan look up at him. "You stay in the shadows!" Turles locks eyes with the boy who just nods.
Gohan watched his uncles disappear around the back of the building. The teen's dark pools looked around as a cold chill crawled up his back as he felt eyes were upon him. Looking up his midnight pears roamed over the old rundown building with is dark colours then back to the still streets. As he moved closer to the building he could hear footfalls heading his way making him move further back into the shadows. "I know your there boy."
The young prince shook his head. "No…" A whisper he watched with widening eyes as the burly figure headed towards him. His prettified body couldn't go any further back against the harsh surface. A hand stretched out and went to snatch the boy. Gohan ducked and bolted down the road not looking back as he heard the sound of yelling.
"I'll get you brat!" The young prince dashed in and around the small crowd of people in the street desperately in search of a safe haven as his shoulders brushed past others. The boy was panting hard as he looked back over his shoulder only to trip over a barrow that spun him onto this side. He looked up holding his grazed elbow just in time to see a fist come down hard on his face knocking him to the ground completely. His mind faded and his body went limp on to the cold hard path in the middle of the street. "I told you I'll get you boy."
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"Back." Raditz whispered motioning to go back the way they had come. They saw all the evidence they needed to inform the King that they found the headquarters of the underground market in this sector. The king will be pleased with the findings as they moved back out of the shadows and out into the lane. "They must think they are safe. Not much security." Nappa stated.
"Once word of this gets back to Vegeta-sei it will be the end of them." Raditz growled.
"Hey guys." Turles frowned as they steadily approached where they had left the prince. All eyes narrowed and chests pulled as concern gripped their souls.
"Where's Gohan?" Turles asked as his eyes narrowed looking for any sign of the boy.
"Shit this is not good." Nappa called.
Turles growled as his head turns back to his annoying friend. "Do you really think Nappa? Do you?"
"Shut up the two of you. The boy couldn't have gone far." Raditz snapped going over where the boy could have gone.
"Raditz he doesn't have a blasted Ki to track." His brother growled as he explained with worried for the boy griping him.
Raditz snapped. "I know that! Shut up. There were only two ways he could have gone back the way we came or down there. Let's spread out."
"I go down there." Turles called as he hurried off down the narrow road.
"Let's go back up there Nappa. I might have something more important to tell the King than the black market." Raditz said hoping he was wrong and they will find the boy soon.
"I hope we find him." Nappa said to his friend as they rushed back up the street with their concerns building for the boy.
"He can't have gone too far."
TBC…
A/N: I hope I made fewer mistakes and it was good reading. The next chapter Vegeta gets a call from Raditz and the Royal guards receive orders to depart from planet Vegeta-sei.
Sorry for the delay got back from been away and found a virus trying to eat its way into the system, stuffing everything up as it tried. All is fixed now. I'll get chapter 20 upload this weekend.
Hopefully Saturday ^_~
Yajuu = Japanese word for monster
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