The small saiyan twitched as he watched the being sleeping on the other side of the not there wall. He had pulled all the blankets over him to cover himself from view except for a small space where his eyes were, and the dark orbs had been locked onto the larger male.

He had woken up not too long ago and devoured the food left with him before he noticed the other when they groaned. Once the beta saw him, he dove for his corner and snarled at the being until he saw no movement coming from him. That was weird, they always stayed away when he did that…or got angry. They never did nothing.

He tilted his head as he watched the other breathe in his sleep with a scrunched up nose and narrowed eyes as he pushed his blanket under his nose and breathed with a whimper. He didn't like the smells in this place, his blanket smelled like him and Kome and Seba. The new blankets smelled like Cat Lady and Sick place. There was something about New One that the one that smelled bitter brought here. He looked like him, and his scent was nice. It tickled the back of his mind like he had smelled it before, it made him want to get closer.

The beta shifted to rest on his hands and knees for a few long moments as he still watched the other saiyan, ignoring the new food Bitter One put in his space while he watched. His stomach knotted in nerves and at the bad smells of Cold One, sex, blood and violent ones. Heat had passed again, this one longer and he had cubs again, good strong cubs. He sank lower in his nest with a quiet whimper as his tail curled around his stomach protectively. He didn't want Bad One to find out. Bad One would take his cubs again and make him hurt and bleed. He wanted his babies.

Most of the blankets covering him slid off his body except for one that draped across his back as he eased out of his crouch. Seeing New One hadn't moved, he crawled a couple of paces towards the not there wall before stopping again. Once he was certain the other was still not moving, the small male crept closer as his curiosity took over. New One's came during Heat, but they didn't stay.

Only when he was beside the not there wall did he stop. The small saiyan took a deep breath to try and get more of that scent. It was spicy and kinda sweet at the same time, and hidden within it was the one that made him curious. It made him think of hot, dry places where the ones that smelled of cold and many overwhelming scents couldn't get to him.

The beta let out a whine as he tried to get more of that safe smelling odor. His tail swished anxiously and he cocked his head looking at New One. He was bigger, stronger, that made him nervous. He couldn't fight bigger Ones without biting and clawing; that was bad for cubs. But he had a tail, like his! And a mane! New One wasn't his cub though, so how did they have his tail? Leaning down, he sniffed the not there wall and sneezed shivering as Heat smell made his head hurt before he got some of that safe scent. The not wall was blocking most of it. He wanted to know why New One smelled nice and looked like him.

New One moved then, awake. And the beta panicked. He needed away from New One!

++VK++

Vegeta blinked his eyes open and brought a hand up to cover his forehead. He had fallen unconscious after talking to Frieza and hoped that everything was a horrible dream. Unfortunately the bright lights and the whiteness around him proved his desire otherwise.

A low whining sound had the prince jumping in surprise, and his body moved on reflex to crouch in a defensive position and face the source of the noise with a snarl on his face only to freeze.

Big and frightened eyes stared back at him from under a large, white blanket that could only be covering the small beta. His snarl melted away, and the alpha reached out with a hand before he thought about it. The small saiyan let out a hissing shriek as he scrambled away from Vegeta.

"No, it's ok," the larger male called out softly as the beta spun to hurl himself back in his nest. The prince watched in confusion as the small form hid himself under blankets with only his eyes visible. They remained glued to him as the beta let out a loud deep growl.

He shifted his body so he wasn't in an aggressive position, and he kneeled on the floor beside the force field. He needed to make sure the other was alright after what happened, and he wanted to find out just how the Colds got their hands on a beta saiyan. So far as he knew, no beta had left the planet in at least several years and nothing had happened to any of them.

"I'm not going to hurt you." He tried to coax the smaller saiyan out with a hand held out plan up only to get a hiss in response. "What's your name?"

"You're wasting your breath, prince. Subject 01 doesn't understand you."

Vegeta turned to glare at the small, blue male that was standing in front on his cell. He wasn't looking at either saiyan as he punched in a code that allowed a small opening to appear at the prince's side. He thrust a bundle of cloth and a tray with some kind of food through it before closing it up

"I brought you some pants and food. I really don't want to see your dangling bits unless I have to."

"What do you mean he doesn't understand me?" Vegeta barked as he stalked over to the pile of stuff. He was quick in putting on the black pants before crossing his arms to glare at the little alien. It wasn't like he wanted these sick bastards to look at him either, they were the ones that locked him in here naked.

"He's gone feral. 01 has been like that for years now." Sorbet said shaking his head as he looked at the beta and his untouched food.

"01? You can't even call him by his name?" Vegeta snapped. "And you wonder why he went feral."

"Don't get short with me, prince." Sorbet snapped gesturing at the still growling beta. "He is my main concern. I don't care about your attitude or approval." He sighed a moment later before looking calmer. "As for his name, he never gave it after he was brought here. I asked him for it repeatedly, but he never answered. For lack of anything else to call him we used his Subject code. It might surprise you, but I'm not needlessly cruel to my test subjects. We need him healthy and able to produce offspring, short of him attacking facility members unprovoked or trying to escape I do whatever possible to not hurt him. After all this time I wouldn't be surprised if he's forgotten his name."

"How long." The alpha snapped angrily. He wanted to kill them all and get the beta out of here as soon as possible.

"Why do you care?" Sorbet fired back. "Far as Lord Frieza could tell no one came looking for 01 years ago. He was on a supply planet near the combat zone alone when they found him." Vegeta was shocked, betas never left the planet alone, never. There was no exception so how had this one? The scientist noticed his confusion.

"Monkey?" Vegeta snarled at the word.

"Don't call me that."

"You seemed out of it." Sorbet countered. "What is bothering you?"

"Everything! This," Vegeta growled gesturing around him. "Is sick. You forced me to commit one of the greatest taboos of our people and committed another yourself. Betas aren't supposed to…" He didn't have words to continue as he snarled and stalked to the back of his cell. "I don't have the slightest idea how he ended up alone, but it never should have happened. How long?"

"Fifteen years give or take." Sorbet said. He hoped talking would calm the alpha down. The less the saiyan prince raged and upset 01 the better. If he had to use the collar or have guards subdue Vegeta, it would be more trouble than it was worth. He honestly expected Vegeta to lash out, 01 had for almost 2 years before he learned it didn't get him anywhere. "He quit speaking that we could tell around 7 years ago and finally went feral 5 years ago. I'm not sure just how much is left in his mind, but he doesn't respond to verbal speech." The blue man didn't bat an eye as Vegeta snarled and slammed his hands against the back wall just needing to hit something. A string of brutal syllables escaped him drawing a raised eyebrow from the scientist. 01 had done something similar at times. A low hiss from 01 followed by a whimper cut the alpha off surprising Sorbet. Several deep breaths the prince was still bristling with rage but he wasn't snarling or shouting.

"Here I expected I'd have to deal with you."

"You aren't the only one that wants him calm." Vegeta said finally turning back around. "I'm sick with how it happened but those are my cubs he's carrying and none of this is his fault. I've already hurt him enough."

"I'll see about getting you some bedding." Sorbet said after a moment. "Just keep in mind you're only getting anything because I don't want you upsetting 01, and you're willing to cooperate at least on that front."

Vegeta said nothing as Sorbet left. He couldn't even look at the food in the front of his cell. Sliding down the wall he pulled his knees up and rested his arms on them as he thought.

Fifteen years….How the hell could they have kept anyone like this for fifteen years? How had this saiyan gotten off Vegetasei alone? He didn't want to believe it but there wasn't any reason for the scientist to lie. The beta was younger than him Vegeta knew that much just from the few looks he got of him, Kalious he was so small, tiny even. Vegeta wasn't even close to the biggest of their race at 5'9", and this little beta was even smaller than him. His hand ran through his mane before lingering a moment behind his ear. It was pure irony he found himself so grateful for his father's insistence that he have a tracking chip planted behind his ear. He never though he would be thankful for that damn chip, but he swore he would apologize to him the second he was home. The only good thing from this whole screw up was that they found and were going to rescue this beta.

His eyes cut to the small form that peeked at him from the makeshift nest. A soft growl harmless and not in the least threatening almost made him smile. There was something cute about the little beta's behavior, however sad it was. He found himself curious about something. Sorbet said the beta didn't respond to speech but he had reacted to his swearing in their language when he hadn't reacted to the shouting he'd done in the universal language most species used. Had he understood him?

"I won't hurt you. Can you understand me?" He asked quietly. The last thing Vegeta wanted was for these scientists to figure out the saiyan tongue. Ordinarily it wasn't even used off world since too many races found it brutal and "animalistic". He waited a moment and watched as dark eyes warily watched him confused before another hiss sounded from the blankets.

"Its ok," he soothed. "I won't hurt you." He tried again. As feral as the beta was he knew he needed to be patient. The beta made a curious sound, and Vegeta watched as a blanket slid away and the beta's face was visible as he eased out of his crouch slightly.

"Do you understand?" Vegeta said slowly earning a confused tilt of the head from the little beta. "What is your name?" He'd be damned if he was going to use that bullshit code Frieza's scientists gave him. Without a name, Vegeta would give him one himself. His mate deserved that much at least. That thought made him pause. Oh Tarro, this was his mate. He growled to himself angrily before he pushed it to the side. If nothing else this beta would never want for anything for the rest of his life. The cubs too. The prince would take care of them. Cubs were too precious.

The little beta stared intently at him before making a soft trill like sound of confusion. He was wary, already defensive of his unborn children if his hunched form protecting his stomach was any indicator. His face was unmarked amazingly given the scars he'd seen on the little one's arms and back. He did notice an angry red set of claw marks on his neck that looked old, years likely, the wound resulting in his capture maybe. The beta was definitely beautiful and strong no mater what his actual power level was.

"Ayu." It came out before he realized it to his embarrassment. That certainly got a reaction as the little one snarled and ducked back into his nest with a growl.

"Sorry, you are though. Something else then." The prince apologized. He seemed to have calmed his mate with those words. He did make a firm mental note to avoid anything similar right now. No tender endearments or things to draw attention to his weakness or what had happened to him. No little one then, despite how it fit.

"Toa." He said finally. Warrior, the beta was certainly deserving of the name with how he fought with just his teeth and claws. The smaller saiyan was fierce, and seeing that made the prince realize that he wasn't entirely broken yet.

He watched the younger male poke his head out again with a weary look before sneezing. The beta whined and pulled the blanket over his head under his nose to block out the mesh of scents that lingered in the cells.

"Yeah. It does stink in here." The prince pulled a face before sneezing himself. He groaned as he rubbed his temples to ease off the headache that was pounding behind his eyes. Yelling earlier had only distracted him from the pain, now the alpha couldn't ignore it anymore. If they didn't vent this stench soon, he was going to get aggressive and might scare the smaller saiyan. How could the other stand to constantly smell all of this?

"Here, prince." The voice had Vegeta gritting his teeth as the pain spiked sharply over the sound. He curled further in on himself to try and escape the pain. There was a sigh that mixed in with the beeping of a code being punched in. "What's wrong now?"

"It reeks in here." His eyes flashed as they glared at Sorbet. The small male lifted one of his brows as he pushed a large, thin mattress with another blanket through a different hole. "The smells are making me aggressive and my head pound. Why haven't you vented this stench?!"

The blue alien watched as the prince pulled the blanket that was just given to him under his nose only to for him to hiss at the hospital smell clinging to the fabric. Vegeta took a section to rub his neck, chest, and face to try and get some of his own scent on the fabric to act as a buffer.

"What smell?" Sorbet questioned as he saw the prince get more agitated until he covered himself with the blanket like 01 had done. His eyes flickered over to the other cell to see the smaller saiyan do the same thing, something he had seen dozens of times now that he thought about it. The alpha just growled at him.

"Saiyans have an enhanced sense of smell, idiot!"

"We cleaned up everything so it should fade soon enough." Sorbet said.

"No, you hosed the floor and wiped the mess up." Vegeta said matter of fact like surprising the scientist since that was exactly what they did while the saiyans were unconscious. "I'm not even in the cell with him and I can smell at least four other men, blood, sweat, sex, and the left over pheromones from his heats. I can barely smell him through all that, and his should be the dominant smell." He sneezed again with a wince and rubbed the fabric under his nose to try blocking the smells again. "I'll give you this, you certainly found something that counts as torture. If his cell has smelled like this non-stop, I'm not surprised he's killing people or mauling them."

"How do you know he's killed people in there?" There was a genuine curiosity in the question.

"Frieza mentioned it for starters, but all the blood in there is the big tell. Blood's got a strong odor, impossible to miss."

"And why is the smell making him kill people? Is it triggering some kind of blood lust?"

"Migraine," Vegeta shot back. "Puts our senses on high alert, shortens our tempers, basically keeping the adrenal response working non-stop. I've been in here, what three days? Five? I can't imagine how he's coped with smelling this shit because without something distracting me I can feel my own temper fraying. It's probably messed with his sleep, and I wouldn't be surprised if he's avoided eating on and off." The prince tried to suppress the shiver that ran up his spine as he felt his body reacting to the mixed signals.

"And venting the air is all you need?" Sorbet confirmed getting a nod from the alpha.

"It should calm him down too. He's too skittish, not good for the cubs or him."

"Hm." The small male watched the two saiyans for a few moments before walking over to a panel on the wall. Everything the prince told him seemed to explain some of 01 actions, and he wished once again that the beta hadn't gone feral. There was no way he could have known about this particular part of saiyan physiology without being told.

He started to type on a keypad that caused a loud rumble, and the smaller saiyan let out that hissing shriek he made when frightened. He was surprised when Vegeta made a soft growling sound that almost immediately caused 01 to relax a little more.

Sorbet watched as the cycle slowly removed the "stench" the prince had described and was amazed to see both saiyans loose some tension that was held in their bodies. Once the process was completed, the beta even moved from his blankets to pull the food he had set out closer to his corner. While he didn't eat right away, it was a promising sign nonetheless, and the scientist made a mental note to have the cells air circulated at least once a week. Vegeta on the other hand just leaned against a wall and closed his eyes, probably to help his migraine ease off.

"Chorri." Sorbet called out to the feline woman once more. She was his assistant, and the only other person that had been with him since this project started. The purple furred cat was the only person he could count on sometimes. "I think 01 has earned his reward early." He muttered as she stepped up beside him.

"Very well, sir. I'll collect them from their quarters." Her soft tone had the beta looking up. She watched as he stared at her as his hands clenched and unclenched in his pile of blankets before taking some type of meat and devouring it. "Shall I collect them in a couple of days as usual?"

"No," Sorbet sounded pleased as he watched the younger saiyan slowly eat while his eyes flickered between them and Vegeta. "I think they can stay with him for awhile. I'll let you know when to pick them up."