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CHAPTER SEVEN:

“Hey, Vegeta! Come on and join us! We are playing truth or dare!”

Vegeta snorted at the ridiculous game silently, and then turning to the group of boys sitting on the lounge chairs in the Junior Mess, he shook his head in refusal, before turning his attention back to his book. It was another lazy Sunday afternoon and as on most Sundays, there wasn’t really much to do. Many of the boys would either spend the day relaxing or sleeping the week off. Some senior officers even got a chance to go home for a little break.

Vegeta shifted restlessly on his window ledge seat. He had decided to spend the day with his fellow recruits, well actually he had been bugged by one of the few people he spoke to, a fellow recruit like himself by the name of Yazuha, to join them. Oddly enough, it was Yazuha that had nearly beaten him at the race that night and since then both boys had formed a sort of friendship.

A loud cheer jerked him out of his reverie and he turned towards the noise. Outside on the front lawns, a group of senior officers were playing a game of football. It seemed like someone had scored a touchdown and they were all clamoring and slapping whoever it was on the back. Vegeta felt his heart thump a bit faster, as the figure being congratulated finally emerged. Feeling his face heat up, he unconsciously pressed his face against the clear glass, as he watched his roommate….laugh. An actual laugh. Not the usual small grin that he gave to his squad once in a while, but a real genuine happy sound, that sent tiny shivers down Vegeta’s spine. He had never heard Kakkarrot laugh before and oh, God! It was something to see. The normal handsome features on the taller boy were transformed into a sight so beautiful, that it was almost painful to watch. As if he realized that he was being studied, Kakkarrot raised his head up and stared straight into Vegeta’s eyes. For several seconds, which seemed like minutes to Vegeta, both boys couldn’t seem to look away. Vegeta didn’t realize he was emitting soft whimpers as he noticed the small smile that was directed at him. Nodding in acknowledgement, Kakkarrot spun away again to continue his match; not knowing the effect his smile had done to his roommate.

Vegeta clutched the book in a death grip as he watched Kakkarrot return to the game. He wanted to run out there and join them….join him, but he knew that it would not be allowed and he did not want to get into any more trouble…at least for now. Swallowing tightly, he remembered the events of the past week. Kakkarrot had not really touched him again after that incident in the showers and Vegeta knew that he probably never would, at least not if he could help it. Sighing softly, he wondered if there was any way he could make Kakkarrot see that he was not just another person to take care of…not just another lousy recruit.

“No way, am I answering that question!!”

Vegeta turned towards the cheering in the room, as it seemed like they were beginning to taunt a now very red-faced Yazuha. Intrigued at what was happening, Vegeta tuned into the conversation, wanting to know what all the fuss was about.

“You have got to answer the question, Yaz-man, or you know what happens!” some of the boys crowed in glee.

“Kami! But…but..”

“Answer it!! Answer it!!” came the chants as Yazuha finally gave up and lowering his head he mumbled an answer.

“We can’t hear youuuu…” one of the others said.

“I said, ‘ThesexiestofficerintheHomeisLieutenantTrunks!’” Yazuha yelled, eliciting another howl of laughter from the boys as he buried his face in shame.

Vegeta smirked at their antics. Kami, they acted like babies sometimes. About to turn his attention back to his book again, his ears picked up the next question and he couldn’t help but listen.

“Okay! It’s your turn Akira! Since we are in an all boyz home.” A few sniggers were heard. “Given a choice of senior officers, with whom would you most want to have sex with?”

All the boys really began howling at the mortified expression on Akira’s face. Vegeta shut his book up again and leaned into the laughing crowd. He wanted to hear this.

“Well? Who would you want to shag stupid?”

Akira suddenly broke into a wide grin as if he had been hit with the idea of a lifetime. He waited patiently until the entire crowd was silent before clearing his throat and saying,

‘Not that I am gay or anything…”

“Yeah, right!” someone yelled, earning a scowl from Akira.

“As I was saying, not that I am gay or anything, in fact I have a cute girlfriend…”

“Just answer the damn question!!” someone else bellowed out.

“Alright already!! If I were that desperate to actually want to sleep with a senior officer, I guess it would have to be…”

Vegeta found himself unable to turn away as he strained to listen. By this time, everyone else was silent as well, waiting for Akira’s answer.

“I guess it would have to be…umm…Lieutenant….KAKKARROT!!”

A sudden hush fell at the name for several minutes, before someone broke the ice with a loud, “HELL, YEAH!”

Before long, everyone was laughing and cheering Akira on, amused at his choice for a sleeping partner. Vegeta, meanwhile, had frozen in shock at the outburst. It seemed that most people were saying the very same thing. Not realizing that his hands were now clenched into tight fists, he growled softly at all the leering and crude noises that some of the boys had begun making. Suddenly, someone yelled out,

“Hey, I think Private Vegeta should know one or two things about the Lieutenant, after all he sleeps with him.”

Vegeta nearly lost it, as everyone turned to his direction and began asking him questions like, “How is he in bed?’ ‘I bet he is really, really good at giving blow jobs.’ ‘Does he make you feel good?’

“SHUT UP!!” Vegeta screamed in fury, making every one fall silent again. “For your information, what I do in my private time is of no one’s business!!” Jumping out of his window ledge seat, he stalked towards the door. Placing his hands on the handle, he spun around and with a smirk on his face, he added jeeringly,

“Oh and by the way, he is unbelievable in bed.”

He grinned in satisfaction at the jaws that dropped in shock and surprise, before he stepped calmly out of the building.

~*~*~*~*~*~

“Pl..pl..please, sir. Where are you taking me to?” The boy asked, a slight tremble in his voice.

“Don’t worry, Private. You will know soon enough.” The raspy voice said, before grinning wickedly at him.

The boy was led through the barely lit hallway towards the door to the underground storage room. He could barely make out the walls, and it was cold…too cold down here. The senior officer opened the steel doors and the boy was led into a room filled with huge storage boxes. Several other officers were already there, some smoking, others drinking some form of alcohol. There was also a hint of some illegal drug that the boy was unable to identify.

“Whoa…lookie what Mikey brought for us today.” One of the officers said, leering at the now trembling boy.

“He is a pretty one, isn’t he? I think I am going to enjoy this one.”

“No way, man. This one is for me. I go first today.”

“Hell, no…”

The boy watched with a growing sense of fear as the officers began arguing over something that somehow concerned him. His eyes widened as one officer with a very scarred looking face, sauntered up to him. His skin crawled as he felt the clammy hands of the older boy lightly caress his face, before he howled out in pain as the hands suddenly gripped his hair and yanked it back. The officer stuck his face to within inches of the now trembling boy, as he whispered harshly into his face.

“You know what I am going to do to you, pretty boy? You ever had a blowjob before? No? Well, you are going to learn how to do it today, Private. On your knees, you fucking whore!!”

The boy winced as he was kicked down to his knees. His hands trembled as he tried to hold himself up. Mocking laughter filled the room as crude words were thrown at him. He felt his eyes begin to burn with unshed tears as hands began ripping away at his uniform. He felt humiliated as those same hands began fondling his most private areas.

“You are coming to come for me, you slut! You hear me!!” Someone bellowed out.

“AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!” The boy screamed as the pain filled his boy. They were ripping him apart. He begged and pleaded for mercy as the thick object thrust furiously into his virgin flesh. He felt the blood drip slowly down his legs. He was dying. He had to be. There was no way he could survive this torture. For hours, he would be used to satisfy each officer. Having to listen to their grunts of satisfaction as they emptied themselves into him. He sobbed silently. The tears refusing to stop as he lay limp on the floor. They were all laughing, mocking and the pain would grow and fill his body with each sound.

~ Please Kami, I just want to die. Please. ~

~*~*~*~*~

Vegeta twisted around on his sheets as he heard the soft cry. Raising himself on his elbows, he blinked rapidly, trying to get his eyes adjusted to the darkness. Looking across the room, he saw his roommate toss and turn restlessly on his bed. Straining his ears, he could barely hear the frantically whispered words.

“Please…don’t…it hurts….please sir….”

Vegeta got off his bed and tiptoed across the room, unable to stop himself. Looking down at the now thrashing Kakkarrot, he noticed with a slight shock, that tears were running down his cheeks. His hands were gripped so tightly on his bed-sheets, that there were tiny rips on the edges. Vegeta stood indecisively for several moments. He wasn’t sure if he should wake Kakkarrot up or not.

“No…please, God….no….”

Vegeta felt his chest tighten as another choked sob wrenched itself out of the taller boy’s throat. Leaning forward, he tapped the shaking shoulders gently.

“Lieutenant…Kakkarrot…wake up….you are having a nightmare.”

The trembling body suddenly froze at the touch, and in a move so quick that Vegeta barely had time to recognize it, he suddenly found himself on the bed in a chokehold with very angry eyes staring at him.

“Kakkarrot!” Vegeta tried to say, as the hands gripped his throat even tighter. “Please!! It’s me…Vegeta! Your roommate!!”

“V..Veg…Vegeta…?” Kakkarrot whispered blankly, as the angry glare slowly faded out of his eyes.

“Yes…”Vegeta replied, trembling as he was slowly released. He scrambled away from Kakkarrot, not sure if he would be attacked again or not. “You…you….were having a nightmare.”

Kakkarrot continued to stare blankly for a few minutes, before turning his face away as his body began shaking again with silent tears. “I…I…am…ss..sorry.” He muttered thickly, hitching in deep breathes as he tried to control his emotions.

Vegeta watched helplessly as his superior officer sobbed like a baby. Kami! What could he do?

~ You could hold him, at least until he stops or something. ~

He shook his head at the stray thought, feeling his heart sink at the thought that his touch might be rejected and taken the wrong way. But, God, he so wanted to touch Kakkarrot, to soothe his pain away at least. Bracing himself, he crawled up to the trembling body and reaching out tentatively, he placed his hand on Kakkarrot’s shoulders again, this time with a much firmer grip. Holding his breath, he waited for the flinch, knowing that it would undo his resolve and crush him. To his amazement, shock and surprise, Kakkarrot fell willingly into his arms, the intensity of his sobs increasing as he buried his face within Vegeta’s nightshirt. For a moment, Vegeta was too stunned to do anything, unable to believe that this moment was actually happening. Finally, coming to his senses, he placed his arms around Kakkarrot’s trembling body, burying his face within the spiky locks, inhaling the sweet shampoo scent of his hair. Not realizing it, he began to sob silently himself, sharing and feeling Kakkarrot’s anguish, as he began to slowly rock them back and forth.

“Pl…please stay with me…Ve..Vegeta…”Kakkarrot muttered softly, raising pleading eyes to the smaller boy.

Vegeta brushed away the hair that had fallen across Kakkarrot’s eyes gently, as he whispered in return,

“Always, Kakkarrot. Always.”