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Jizzerella	By : AlphaLightBearer Category: -Misc Anime > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1428 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z and all the characters were created by Akira Toriyama. I'm only expanding on the Saiyan species. No money is being made.

Chapter List
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When the King declared he was ready to take a mate, several challengers from different districts appeared, most of them were high class, a couple of elites, there was even a Snow Saiyan amongst them, much to the King's delight, and all ready to fight to the death. Zorn bade his time for the right moment to ask the King, personally, that he wished to challenge as well.

"Your Majesty?"

"Speaking out of place, soldier?"

Zorn fell down to his knees and apologized, he offered his palm and the King touched it with his fingers giving him permission to continue.

"I wish to participate in the Challenger Tournament to become your consort, Your Highness."

"Really! You as well? This is a pleasant turn of events. You have kept quiet so far, why choose the last moment to come out?"

"I've been waiting for the right opportunity, Your Highness. I was- Shy."

"Oh, yer so full of shit, Zorn." Bardock interrupted from the King's side. He had spent the last few days by the King, mostly to give Gine space. He was in a very foul mood since Bardock told him his plans with the King.

Zorn grimaced but paid the scarred Saiyan no mind.

"Say what you will, Bardock, I find this turn of events most appealing. So far there are quite a few high ranking challengers that won't be a problem for you. Hmm... There is that Snow Saiyan though. I digress. To have you fight against Zorn will be a treat. Besides, he is quite the looker. Wouldn't you agree, Bardock?"

"Veeeeee~!"

"Hold your tongue, Commander. My interest is peaked. Very well, Zorn, you may enter. I look forward to seeing you go against Bardock."

"What if I lose?" Bardock looked at the King.

"Well, let us hope your fight isn't to the death."

Zorn was very pleased with the outcome of the conversation. He'd known he could appeal to the King's insatiable lust for battle. Even if Bardock became second consort, Zorn would get what he wanted, the King's first born.

"I shall try not to go too hard on the Commander."

"Wa-wait a minute-"

"It is settled then! We shall have a feast come night and tomorrow we shall hold the tournament!"

"Vee, I need time to prepare! I can't just-"

"Then I suggest you hurry, Bardock. I know you are very much capable of coming up with elaborate strategies on the spot."

"I- Bu- AAARG!" Bardock bowed forcefully to the King and left to go plan his nearing battles. He knew if worse came to worse, the King would put a halt to the battle. Even so, Bardock had enough trouble with the two elites who had challenged him once news of the King asking Bardock to be his mate came out. And there was no telling what the heavy fur was capable of.

"Gine?" Bardock walked into the shop permanently permeated with the smell of fresh meat.

"Bardock? What brings ya here?" Gine answered from the back.

"I- I need yer moral support..." Bardock felt horrible going to his friend for help at his convenience.

"Ya come to me for fucking support after ya left me for- how many cycles?"

"Ya were mad at me. I was giving ya space."

"Oh, really~? Well guess what, Bardock," Bardock flinched at Gine's tone of voice and when he came out from the back of the shop, holding a cleaver in one hand, Bardock tucked his tail between his legs, "friends don't 'leave'. They talk things- What the FUCK is that thing around yer neck?!"

"Oh, curse it all..." Bardock fumbled with the leash and collar around his neck and tucked them inside his armor's inside pocket, "that- Forget ya saw that."

"Mhmm. Ya still are gonna mate with the King, aren't ya?" Gine crossed his arms, the tip of his tail moved to the left.

"I've been challenged again."

"Again?!"

"Zorn."

"WHAT?!" Gine almost dropped the cleaver.

"I said the same thing when King Vegeta accepted."

"The King wants ya dead!"

"Nah, it ain't gonna be a fight to death. But I might end up being the King's second consort."

"Forgo the fight! Let fucking Zorn fight to be the King's consort with the others."

"There's no honor in doing that!"

"Oh, there ya go with yer... Saiyan honor. This is what I never understood about ya guys. This battle lust..."

"And that's one of the things I love about ya."

Gine stopped and smiled at Bardock, "did ya just say the 'L' word?" He said coyly.

"Oh, shuddup. I didn't come for that!"

"I know, moral support. Well, I already gave ya a piece of my fucking mind. I don't know what else to say."

"Just- Hold me?" Gine almost missed the whispered words if not for a Saiyan's superior hearing.

"Oh, Bardy!" He ran to his troubled friend, but Bardock stopped him.

"Just- Can ya please put that thing down?"

Gine looked at the cleaver and smiled sheepishly. He threw it across the shop and it landed on it's target, embedding the blade half way through the piece of wood, almost splitting it in half.

"Fuck, I get so turned on when ya do that." Bardock then let his friend hug him.

King Vegeta walked to his office. After Bardock left, there wasn't much more to talk about with the new challenger, Zorn.

As the King entered his office, he was met with an unexpected and dreaded visitor.

"LORD FREIZA!"

"Oh, I was wondering when you'd get your tail here."

The King kneeled and lowered his head, "apologies, Lord Freiza, I was not informed-"

"Of course you weren't. I came here on a whim. Heard you were taking a mate..."

The King froze and died a little inside, "come the second Rain season, you will have your Saiyan cub."

"Oh there's no need to rush things. I know you will keep your word, unlike most barbarians I've encountered. I trust you to do what's right for your planet."

"Y-yes, Lord Freiza."

"So, is that handsome Commander you showed me the other day going to participate as well? The one who has become INEXPLICABLY stronger?"

The King visibly shivered, "yes. He is to fight several equally strong opponents, if not stronger."

"Mmmm, you've done me proud Vegeta. A strong spawn will come out of this union. I think I'll stick around for this tournament I heard about," the King flinched when he automatically raised his head to question the lizard's motives, "oh- Unless that is an inconvenience for you?"

"N-NO! I mean- No, Lord Freiza. You are welcome to stay for the festivities, however boring they may be to you." The King's legs were going numb from his kneeled position.

The reptilian foe chuckled, "yes, I thought so." He exited King Vegeta's office, "oh, one more thing, I've been thinking about recruiting some of your monkeys to do some dirty work for me, that's what you lot enjoy, correct? Dirty work? I'll see you later then, taa~"

Once Freiza was gone the King let out a big sigh of relief. He got up and sat on his office chair, and sobbed.

"What have I done, gods, what have I gotten us into?" He asked the empty room.

Bardock and Gine said their goodbyes and Bardock walked out of the shop, pulling his pants up. Gine had insisted on make up sex and the scarred warrior was always up for shagging his best friend into oblivion.

On his way around the butcher shop, Bardock collided with non other than his ex lover, "Sullion! What are ya-"

"Oh, pardon, I was on my way- Gods, you smell great..."

"Yer buying from us?" Bardock pointed to Gine's shop.

"Oh, yeah. I was planning on that. But I- um... I was looking for you as well."

"What business do ya have with me?"

"Well, if Zorn wins, when he wins, as a prize, the King will grant him one wish, right? I've asked him to tell the King he doesn't wish for you to become second consort. And he'll do it if... If you..."

Bardock sighed exasperatedly, "if I what, Sullion?"

"If you mate with me?"

Bardock paused and looked at his former lover's eyes. They were downcast and sketchy, "you mother fuckers were planning this!" Bardock grabbed Sullion by the neck and pinned him to the dusty floor.
Varios Saiyans immediately surrounded them and started cheering.

"No- Wait-"

"YOU SHIT STAINS PLANNED ALL THIS! I knew it. Ya had a hand in making Toma disappear too, didn't ya?! WHAT HAVE YA DONE TO TOMA?!" Bardock growled in the other's face, spittle flew every which way.

"NOTHING!" Sullion shouted, "I just- Asked him to do some of my missions-" The pinned Saiyan started choking on Bardock's unyielding grip.

Bardock eased up on him and stood. He waited for his adversary to stand and threw a reverse roundhouse kick at him. Sullion dodged with ease, "I don't want to fight you, Bardock, please!"

"WHERE'S YER HONOR?!"

Bardock charged at Sullion, fists flew and the winner was decided when Sullion punched and backfisted Bardock on the face. Bardock fell to the ground holding his broken nose.

"I told you, I don't want to fight you. You're not strong enough!"

Bardock spit blood on the ground and stood, "what trouble did ya get Toma in?"

"Nothing, I tell you. Simple missions meant to delay him. I want you Bardock. I may not be as strong as the King but I know you'd prefer a life with me than being a royal consort. I'll even accept Gine into our circle!"

Bardock heard a gasp from behind, he turned to see a hopeful look in his friend's face. Bardock panted and looked back at Sullion, his ex lover held his hands out, he didn't want to continue the fight.

"I could never be with a Saiyan as underhanded and despicable as you. Yer brother and you can go fuck yerselves." Bardock walked away and soon took flight to his and Gine's morel. He had much to think about and strategies for fights he didn't wish for to plan.

At least he now knew that Toma was alive. If only he could back out of the Challenge Tournament without damaging his honor.

"I knew it! 'Dock is gonna be thrilled!" Seripa said with much enthusiasm. He had snuck into his pod, rerouted a couple of things and was able to locate Toma's pod. All that was left was for Toma to answer the call.

"This is Toma reporting!"

"Toma! It's Seripa, remember me?"

"Seripa?! What are you doing contacting me?"

"Oh, I just felt like we should catch up- What do you think I'm callin' you for? Where have you been? You need to come back as quickly as possible!"

"I'm on a mission, I can't just-"

"Bardock is fighting for the King's hand come day cycle!"

"...What?!"

"Long story short, he's been lookin' for you, couldn't find you and promised The King he'd mate with him. Now he has challengers and one of them is Zorn!"

"FUCK!"

"Oooo~ That got your attention!"

"I'm heading back to my pod, I'll be there... In a quarter cycle. Try to hold the King off from making any official announcements!"

"How the the fuck am I supposed to do that?! I'm just a third class, I'll get killed- Godsdammit! I'll think of something. Just get your ass over here soon!"

"I already set the coordinates, I'll get there when I get there."

"Fine." Seripa hung up and thought of a way to disrupt the celebration. "Gods this blows."

The royal banquet came on time, regardless, and high ranked Saiyans gathered from all the districts. There were some committee members, as well as the Elders. This was the start of the King's choosing. It was to be a grand celebration. One Saiyan, however, remained in the shadows, looking at all the bustle and hustle down below.
Turles was looking from afar. He knew he would not be welcome, especially after what he heard from the rumor mill.

"Well, well, well." Turles turned around to find a rather short, reptilian looking, horned character with purple and pink accents adorning his white pale body. "What have we here? A Saiyan not joining the feast?"

"Who are you?"

"I could be many things. I could be your deadly enemy," Freiza rounded the Saiyan, carefully taking in his features.

~These monkeys all look the same. Barbaric! The creature thought derisively.

"Or I could be your sponsor. I know what you've been looking for." Turles' widening eyes gave him away, "do not worry. I too, am curious about this 'Tree of Might'. I am Lord Freiza, would you like to strike a bargain- Um...?" The Icejin offered his hand to the synthetic Saiyan.

Turles looked at Freiza's offered hand and after a moment's hesitation, shook it. "Turles. At your service, Lord Freiza."

Down below, where nobody would be the wiser about this new traitor amongst them, Bardock ate his fill next to King Vegeta. Zorn sat at the King's other side.

"How are you feeling, Bardock? Nervous?"

"I don't think I'll be able to win, Yer Highness."

"A clever commander like you? You probably have a strategy in mind right now."

"I have several. But that doesn't mean they'll work."

"Then you shall be my second consort."

"And what does that mean for Gine?"

"I stand by what I say." The King took a huge bite from some former animal's drumstick.

"I'm gonna forfeit the battle."

"You cannot do that. That would be dishonorable." The King kept eating as if the conversation was a casual one."

"I have reasons to believe Toma's alive!" Bardock whispered to the King.

That gave the King pause. "Do you, now." It was not a question. "Where's your collar, Bardock?"

And that was the end of the conversation. The King would not let him step aside. Bardock sighed. This was going to happen and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
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