Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Protection the Raditz Way ❯ Recovery and Saiyan First Aid ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 4 Recovery Raditz Style

Tomique blinked up as she saw someone huddled over her. Hands glowed as they smeared a paste over her body. She wheezed when she breathed in, gasping for air. "What the hell… I can't…"

 

"Shut up and lay still female," Raditz gruffly ordered.

 

"I'm the biggest… cough… idiot… letting her… fight me like that…"

 

"You are. Somehow you gave her a good fight, but I had to intercede before she almost killed you. I still can't believe she took you down so easily because she's a sloppy fighter who's hardly worthy to wear Saiyan armor. She's a disgrace," Raditz snorted.

 

"You… fought her, and WON?" she asked, blinking up at him.

 

"Of course. Because I wasn't squeamish, and I would not hesitate to use my full power. She was just toying with you, and holding back because you'd disoriented her with some gas. Lucky for you whatever you nailed her with slowed her down enough…" Raditz mumbled, covering her with a space blanket.

 

"Where are we?"

 

"My quarters. I would have taken you to the med bay, but I don't trust leaving you there alone. You stupid female," he ranted.

 

"Thanks for caring," she mumbled. "But she was going on and on about how she was so powerful, and that I was so lame because I let myself get beaten by a third class? It's funny how you just kicked her ass… if I'm still alive…"

 

"She doesn't know what real fighting is," Raditz snorted, sitting down on the bed next to her. "She can kill and maim, but she's not ruthless enough to cause any damage. She was looking for a clean way to kill you, but she had no idea of what destruction she can cause with the right use of her powers… A True Saiyan warrior doesn't let the enemy recover when they find a weakness to exploit. Since she was already blinded, I didn't give her a chance to get her equilibrium back. She couldn't sense where I was coming from, and she had wasted much energy trying to fight gravity…"

 

"So you took her down…"

 

"Long enough to get your ass away," Raditz snorted. "You have three broken ribs, and nasty bruises… you could have had your neck broken…"

 

"Lucky me," she mumbled.

 

"This compound is ki activated. I'm trying to get your body's system to repair itself. It's not enough to warrant a regeneration tank…" Raditz grunted. "Lie still… it won't be instantaneous… but the compound should form a protective cast to brace your ribs while my ki pushes your bones to knit…"

 

"I thought you were my shadow for a while there…" she gasped.

 

"I was, but I wasn't letting that idiot see me. I was hunting her as she hunted you," Raditz answered. "But trying to get to you when you two were fighting was difficult. Unfortunately the only time I could act is if she knocked you down, and in that second I could slip in and hit her fast and hard."

 

"She's invulnerable…"

 

"No warrior is truly unstoppable. She wasn't wearing her armor, and she wasn't anticipating me," Raditz grunted. His rough hands were tickling her skin, pulling away the fabric so he could rub more of the healing salve, then channel more ki into her body.

 

"Don't you need your energy?"

 

"Please don't mock me, fool," he grumbled. Cool air wafted against bare skin, causing Tomique to shiver convulsively. Only the warmth of Raditz's ki kept her warm. Glancing down she saw that he had removed her top and pants, leaving her in her under things. In turn he had removed his armor, only wearing the shorts and bottom half of his armor so he was bare chested in the dim light. Scars covered his massive chest and back, bearing witness to many battles.

 

Her hand and arm tingled with their own heat. Glancing down, she gasped to see the blisters on her upper thigh and hand. "What the hell… how did this…"

 

"She burned you, idiot," said Raditz, carefully smearing some of the ointment onto her hand and thigh as well. "It must have happened while you two fought.

 

"I don't remember her burning me…" she blinked up at him.

 

"I don't know how you stopped the flames. But you've got nasty second-degree burns. They're already starting to heal…" Raditz said gruffly.

 

"Why don't I hurt… wait I bet you did something to…"

 

"Blocked the pain. Or else you'd be screaming right now," Raditz shushed her. "Now lay back and rest. It's taking a lot of my ki to push your body to at least try and heal itself…"

 

"The regen tanks?"

 

"I don't know how to operate them," Raditz flushed quietly. "But this salve is made from the same chemical compounds that is in a nutrient bath. It serves the same purpose for local injuries."

 

"Kuso, what time is it?"

 

"Nine PM by this world's time," Raditz answered.

 

"Kuso, I can't lay here… Goku and the others…"

 

"I've called my brother to tell you that you were injured and that you're being cared for. He'll come and get you, but I don't want him to move you till you're healed enough. I also asked that he remain with your brats…"

 

"But Jeannie…"

 

"Nappa's taking care of her," said Raditz.

 

"NAPPA?" she gasped. "Oh kuso!"

 

"He saw us fighting and didn't comprehend what was going on. Doubtless when he heard I was being attacked and overwhelmed he stepped in. Your friend's in a world of hurt right now in a regen tank… and I doubt she's going to want to explain herself.

 

"Kuso… why… I thought he wanted to hurt me…"

 

"I'm Saiyan, and he was saving my ass. We might not care for each other, but since he thinks…"

 

A fist hammered on the door, and she yelped. "Hey, whelp, you and the bed slave okay in there?" came Nappa's voice.

 

"We're fine. Leave us be," said Raditz.

 

"I brought some med supplies and food. Can't have you dying on me, or the Prince will nail my ass to the wall. Though why he bothers is screwing beyond me," came his voice.

 

"Fine, come in, but don't stay too long," Raditz growled. She pulled the sheets around her, yelping in protest as the hulking great warrior strode through.

 

"Am I interrupting anything?" he grinned. She grasped Raditz's bare arm, and the sheet dropped.

 

"What are you staring at!" she yelled up at him. Raditz blocked Nappa's view of her body and he snickered.

 

"You're one lucky bitch. Amazing you're still alive. Smells like something cooking in here… like seared flesh… no wonder you wanted the extra med kit…" Nappa said, throwing a box towards him.

 

"Thank you, now get out," Raditz grumbled.

 

"Brought you some food. Can't have you running out of energy while you're tending to your bed slave, can we? And you, don't go dying on him before he's had his fun…"

 

"Knock it off, and get lost… but before you go, tell me… what of the female?"

 

"Oh her? She's floating in a regen tank in the med bay," Nappa said. "I kinda wanted to have a bit of fun with my prey, but the Prince wouldn't allow it…"

 

"Uh oh, I'm afraid to ask," shivered Tomique.

 

"She won't be bothering you for a while. I think after that fist to her head, she's going to be lucky to remember her own name," Nappa laughed as he sat in one of the reinforced chairs. Raditz opened up the second kit, and started pulling out various bottles and containers to arrange them on the bed next to him.

 

"Does Vegeta know… I mean does his Majesty know?" she asked, correcting herself when Raditz glared at her.

 

"Oh, he knows. That she got out of hand and attacked one of us without provocation," Nappa said. "Naturally I was just defending your ass and mine…"

 

"How badly was she hurt?" asked Tomique.

 

"Why do you care?" Nappa shrugged.

 

"Morbid curiosity… to see how powerful you are?" asked Tomique.

 

"She's strong, but she's no match for a Saiyan elite," Nappa sniffed. "She's an amateur. Even Raditz could beat her ass if he had enough time… got all that battle power and she can't use it."

 

"She relies on her invulnerability…"

 

"That's all she's got going for her. Sure she's fast, and savagely strong. But she can't generate the energy blasts that an Elite like I can," Nappa laughed deeply, smirking at his superiority.

 

"You didn't disintegrate her did you?" asked Raditz.

 

"Tried, but her body's far tougher then that. It merely knocked her for a loop and I just acquainted my fist with her hard head. I actually fractured her skull, but it's as hard as a Saiyan's," Nappa said.

 

"I see…" Tomique murmured. "Thank you… for saving my butt… and Raditz's…"

 

"No thanks necessary, female. Just show Raditz a good time for me, and we'll call it even…"

 

"GET lost Nappa…" Raditz snorted.

 

"You're welcome, whelp," he grunted, and gave a suggestive glance at Tomique, who was flushing red. The door slid shut after he exited.

 

"I apologize for his boorish nature," said Raditz, shaking his head. He smeared some of the contents of a small tube onto her burn. The paste penetrated the skin, slowly tingling. Raising another bottle he sprayed a compound all over the surface to bond it. She realized it was a light polymer that acted like artificial skin.

 

"He saved both of us… I can't believe…" she whispered.

 

"That a killer would do such a thing?" asked Raditz. "Nappa's far more ruthless than I, but he will lay down his life for his comrades when ordered. If he doesn't his superior has the right to kill him…"

 

"Why am I not surprised…" she shuddered, then lay her head back to rest.

 

"By the way, this should counteract the burn. The salve has a natural coolant as you've doubtless surmised. As the new skin regenerates, it will sloughs off the old. Yet there will still be a burn as the scar tissue forms.

 

"Yes," she flushed. "Wait, does it just accelerate the body's natural process?"

 

"Of course. It won't be pretty, but it will heal naturally, albeit a bit faster. Given enough ki the skin will be far tougher and stronger… you'll have the scars as a reminder of your battle…"

 

"I suppose in Saiyan culture…" she shivered.

 

"I had forgotten you humans are squeamish about your looks. Unfortunately the Saiyan medical supplies don't do foolish things for your stupid earth vanity. Scars are a badge of honor, something both males and females openly display to show how strong they are…"

 

"And if she sees it she'll remember that I survived and I know what happened," said Tomique.

 

"That's the other function. If an enemy survives their attacker, they will be shamed that they were too weak to finish them off and let them live. Sometimes it's best to let them live with the humiliation of defeat, that you survived, and that shame will keep them from harming you again."

 

"Who are you talking about?" she asked Raditz. Already it was easier for her to breathe with his hands passing over her body infusing more ki.

 

"I wouldn't tell anyone what happened here if I were you…"

 

"So we just pretend like nothing happened ? Why not?" she asked.

 

"We can't afford to have prying eyes here," said Raditz. "Vegeta will deal with her in his own time… telling Kakkarot will not help you, and it will endanger our welfare…"

 

"Damn it… "Jeannie's definitely put me on her hit list… and I don't know what to do about it… I'm surprised Vegeta hasn't… unless that's ANOTHER Saiyan thing…"

 

"She won't. Nappa already dealt retribution today. She won't toy with him, or me again. And I don't think she'll want to admit that she was fighting you. So her own shame will keep her silent…" said Raditz.

 

"I can't just let her get away with it! Kuso…"

 

"What good would telling your Z fighter friends do? IT would only cause more trouble. She'll only deny responsibility, and they would believe Nappa and I capable of causing you the injury rather than your friend. Do you wish to betray me and Nappa when we've saved your ass from her?" Raditz growled.

 

"You put me in your debt,' she growled. "Terrific…"

 

"It was not intentional. But I can keep you safe, and Nappa will step in as he has. So just rest and heal. And let me watch over you," Raditz said, stroking her hair from her face. She turned her head to the side, catching the palm with a kiss.

 

"Thank you for saving me, Radz-kun," she murmured. He grunted, then reached down to remove his boots, then his remaining armor.

 

"Move over, and stop hogging the bed," he murmured, stretching out alongside her. Sighing she felt his body nudge hers over while he covered them both. Against her he was incredibly warm, giving heat to her shock wrought body.

 

"It stinks, having you so close when I want to…"

 

"What?" he murmured.

 

"You know," she grumbled.

 

"It's not my affair you are so fragile," Raditz chuckled, leaning down to steal a kiss. He smoothed her soft skin with his rough hand, caressing delicately as he could.

 

"Mm, that tickles.. your hair tickles…" she chuckled.

 

"Allow me…" he whispered, bracing his hand over her chest and kissing her more deeply. His tongue roved around in her mouth to taste and probe the new custom.

 

"Its infuriating not to be able to touch you… damn it…"

 

"I'll attempt not to hurt you…" Raditz shushed her, gently picking up one leg and cradling the other. Keeping her hips raised, he slid himself into her with a grunt of need. Against the tops of his thighs, the bottoms of hers rested, while he placed her injured leg over his shoulder out of the way. Draping her uninjured arm over his neck, she felt his soft spiky hair tickling her bare skin. He avoided the band of material solidified around her torso that braced her ribs.

 

This was only the third or fourth time he had sex with her, and she was still unaccustomed to accommodating him. Recent memory of Paul's substantial endowments caused her to relax and try to take him in, yet it still felt uncomfortable. Raditz took shallower strokes, rubbing against her in just the right way without fully sheathing himself in her. This time was for her pleasure, increasing her natural endorphins to draw her attention from the pain.

 

"Better?" he grunted, thrusting in measured pushes, holding her hips to help move her.

 

"Much better…" she whimpered, biting down on her tongue. Ki gradually surged over her body, running along her nerves while the high of her orgasm eclipsed the aching of her chest and stinging of her burns.

 

"Saiyans often screw after a battle. It's a good way of relaxing, and getting one's mind through the process…" he growled, nipping her ear.

 

"Am I… a well…"

 

"A good screw? Of course," Raditz answered. "I wouldn't be doing this if you weren't."

 

"I wouldn't have worded it like THAT, but I guess that was the compliment I was fishing for…"

 

"From what I have observed of this world, most females are far too flimsy to accommodate me or Nappa. You're perfect for the task. One might think your body was almost… Saiyan in some rudimentary way…"

 

"I'm considered… stocky… like those damn fertility goddesses… big hips, short legs, etc…"

 

"Not unlike Saiyan females," he said with a grunt as he pounded more vigorously and she clenched down to help him. "Thank you… that is… perfect… don't stop…"

 

"Hmm," she smiled.

 

"Come here female… I won't bite hard," he urged, rolling over so she was atop him. His massive hands and tail steadied her, letting her shift at a different angle. Once he emptied himself into her with a loud roar, she clung to his massive body in the aftershocks, shivering with his ki. Sated, he dropped into a state of purring snores beneath her. Muscular arms held her protectively, while his tail twined around her uninjured thigh.