The Saiyan Bond

The Prince and the Low Class

Goku pov
Vegeta had told me literally everything last night. And it made me shake in my shoes at how much he had been through. He told me about his relationship with Retaru and about Friezas order to Kill Vegetas first child. And about how Retaru died which honestly was the most horrific and terrible for Vegeta to watch.
I watched him....while they made me. I watched helplessly from their grasp as they cut him. They beat him first. Then they stabbed him. They didn't even use their powers to make him lower in value. They pulled out their swords. All at the same time and one by one they sliced him. His screams still haunt me and i can't believe I'm still telling you. They started with his hands.
Then his feet.
Then his legs and arms
They even cut off his dick Kakarot. They completely stripped him of his Saiyan spirit.
They cut him at the waist and at the naval and at the chest in peices and I watched and heard and felt his screams and his pain and his begging for mercy which he never begged. He stared me in the eyes the entire time. I felt as though he was blaming me almost. But he wouldn't do that. He wasn't like that.
Damn Frieza slaughtered my own mate for being my mate. It was my fault. He had caught us in his room when I entered to go see him in private for a private matter.
Frieza walked in on us in our moment of passion and we were stripped of our strength and dignity and rank and everything that came with it.
That is why Frieza disliked me so much on Namek. Because he saw me with another Saiyan and I believe he feared we had already done something. But... You and I hadn't.
My arms clasped tightly around his sleeping figure against me.
I felt tears start to sting my cheeks.
He didn't deserve any of that.
None of his life those times did he deserve.
I just hope that I truly am the privilege he makes me out to be.i just have to do my best to keep him safe and loved.
His face is scrunched and he lets out a soft whine in his sleep and I smile with a sniffle, planting a gentle kiss on his cheek. His face relaxes and turns into a sleepy smile.
"Mm...Kakarot. Goodmorning."
I chuckle and nuzzle my face into his flame shaped hair with a hum.
"Goodmorning. Let's go train today. We should see how Trunks is doing. I'm sure he misses you right?"
Vegeta sighs and lets out a low growl.
"I suppose it's best to visit. I just do not wish to see that pesky onna.
I laugh and sit him up with me and he groans tiredly.
He is not a morning person. That much I have certainly learned.
30 minutes later
Vegeta pov
We are standing outside the capsule corporation and I can't help but have a bitter taste in my mouth for this place. I was so comfortable with Kakarot at his home and now we have to see...people ewwwww.
He puts a hand on my shoulder and I lean into it slightly but tense up at the same time.
"Let's just find the boy and get out of here. Can you use that crazy instant transmission to get us to his room?" He nods and places the two fingers to his forehead.
Trunks pov
I sit on my bed with a new pair of clean clothes, training ones and Gohan is getting dressed in the bathroom. He is honestly the noisiest person I have ever-
"Kakarot are you sure this is the right-"
"DAD?!"I shriek. I almost had a heart attack. My dad and Gohans dad just suddenly appear in my room out of thin air.
Almost immediately, Gohan, may I add shirtless, rushes out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth.
"Trunks what hap- dad? Oh! Er-Vegeta-sir! Hi!"
My dad scowls and glares at Gohan heavily.
I can feel his teeth clench even though I'm just watching.
"And what exactly are you doing in my sons room at this hour in the morning, half naked?!"
Gohan splays his hands out as his dad usually does and I notice something I have never seen before.
Son Goku wraps his arm around my dads waist and holds my dads arms down with his other hand.
I'm completely confused at the situation.
"Um, he came over to train this morning but he was out of clean shirts so he just got here. I told him he could wash up in my bathroom for now." I try to give an excuse and my dad just glared at me through the restraint that Goku holds on him from most likely tearing Gohan to shreds.
"He- oh Lord Kakarot he wasn't home last night!"
Goku tenses and his eyes widen, then turn to Gohan and he leaps at his son with a pounce I have never seen. He straddles him on the floor and Gohan visibly panics.
"W-wait dad! I-"
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" Vegeta growls. He stands by me and makes me stand with him but my knees wobble thanks and I fall over.
Dad gasps and picks me up by the back of my shirt.
"K-Kakarot he-"
For some reason Goku starts to laugh. It starts out small like a chuckle but it turns into a deep robust laugh that I have never heard him use.
"Vegeta, we *haha! We can't be mad *haha oh my god *ahahahahaha!" My dad makes a tsk noise and puts me back down to my seat on the bed.
He folds his arms and turns his attention to Son Goku.
"And why not?"
"Because. He is just like you. All wobbly and everything! Ahaha! Oh my god this is hilarious!" Goku falls back into his side and clutches his stomach, still laughing.
My dad looks away from my confused stare and blushes madly.
Then it hits me.
"W-wait....you two...OH GROSS!" I double over and start to heave and gag. Gohan beginning to laugh in the background.
"Shut up trunks. I find it disgusting that you could have sex with Gohan too. So just shutup."
Then the laughter stops altogether. I look up to see Gohan standing, shooting eye daggers at my dad.
"Give me one good reason not to damage you immensely for saying that." His fists start to clench and I decide it's my turn to step in. I jump up and fall over again once again thanks and Gohan rushes to catch me. He pulls me up and kisses my forehead, my eyes going wide at his public display so suddenly.
My dad sighs and drops his arms from their folded position.
"Look boys, we came here to gather sparring comrades. So we are going to have to give Trunks a sensu. Kakarot? Can you take us back home?"