#the only survivor of all the fics I wrote of them pre 2009

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So after putting up the rest of the drabble I realized that I just have never shared ANY of my Nappa and Raditz fics (Two of which are Teen!AUs). I had a lot more pre-2005 but they went with my 2005 Harddrive Crash. So here’s 3 Raditz/Nappa fics. (One finished and two unfinished) for anyone who likes the pairing. There’s probably typos and grammar errors. I’m too lazy to finish them. 

Most of the are PG..13ish at best but the last one starts to get a little smutty.

FATE Rated: PG "Take this," Son Goku growled as he hurled the defeated saiyan warrior at Vegeta's feet, "and go back to where you came from." There was a groan of agony from the large saiyan as he laid sprawled before the prince. His ego crushed; his pride devastated -- and his back broken. He would never fight again. Let alone stand. "V-vegeta.. Vegeta. H-help me, Vegeta.... please..." Nappa had blood dripping out of the corner of his mouth. His black eyes flustered with pain as he gazed up helplessly at his prince. He raised a bruised and bloodied hand achingly toward the standing saiyan; the effort making his whole arm shake. "V-vegeta; give me your h-hand ..I-I can't get up...." The Saiyan Prince stood motionlessly; staring down at his life long battle companion. Those cold black eyes seemed so bored. Yet -- after a moment; Vegeta stretched his white glove down and grasped the bigger saiyan's hand in his own. Nappa gasped for breath several times before his mouth managed a small smile of relief. "T-thank you." Vegeta only smirked down at the fallen saiyan --- and gripped his hand tighter. ------ "Raditz -- the fool." Nappa blanky stated as he gazed into the campfire. "Humph," Vegeta tore off a chunk of the alien he was consuming; spitting out the inedible part; "Imagine killed by beings with such insignificant power levels." "Should we go and destroy all the Earthlings now?" Nappa asked looking over at the prince. "No, I don't think so," Vegeta replied - but then appeared to have a change of oppinion, "But then again - did you hear that one thing about the Dragonballs? Perhaps we'll go and make a wish of our own." Nappa raised his head a bit, "We'll go and wish Raditz back to li-" "No," Vegeta cut him off, smirking, "That would be a waste of a wish -- I have something so much better in mind, tell me, my friend...." -------- "Raditz -- you fool." Nappa chuckle from where he was sprawled out along the floor of his sleeping chambers aboard the icejin's ship. Upon his back with his arms behind his head - he looked past his own short black bangs up to the ceiling and grinned. "If Vegeta catches you in here -- he's going to have your head." He glanced over to the long haired saiyan who was stretched belly down along the floor beside him -- hands picking at the taller saiyan's tail idly. "I am hardly concerned with the wraith of an eight year old child, Nappa," Raditz wrinkled his nose with a smirk, "So he'll yell at me - there's not enough of us left to outright kill me because I'm laying about where I shouldn't be." "You do that a lot," Nappa gave another laugh, this one sounding slightly dirty and pulled his tail out of the other's hands so he could run it across the low level's face, "Trespassing. All the time, Raditz. Shame on you." "Like you've put up any warning signs," Raditz snorted and grabbed Nappa's tail again. He coiled it around his wrist and brought it to his mouth to snag teeth playfully against it. "If I hadn't known any better you'd been inviting me in since we first got stranded on this miserably ship." "Pffft - don't flatter yourself, low level," Nappa smirked across his chest at the other saiyan - the nibbling making his tail fluff and twitch in those brawny hands, "It wasn't like I got a lot to choose from on this ship. Besides.." Nappa narrowed his eyes and gave Raditz his warning he was teasing about, "I could easily kill you - Vegeta wouldn't have to lift a finger. You're right. You're only here because I've allowed it." Raditz wasn't intimidated by the taller saiyan's threatening eyes one bit -- he let go of Nappa's tail and bunched his muscles tightly. Growling, he gave a little pounce and tackled the other saiyan on the ground to worm his way to laying on top of him. Burly arms went about that thick neck and Raditz gripped his fingers into the short crop of hair Nappa had on top of his head. "Oh really? I suppose that may be the case -- but we all know if I didn't go sneaking around at YOUR approval you'd come chasing after me begging like the royal lap dog you are!" The elite saiyan refused to give Raditz the pleasure of fighting about it -- instead Nappa rumbled a deep laugh in his thick chest and snapped his teeth at the audacious low-level's nose, "You've got a lot of gull, Raditz." "You love it -- big stupid pet." The lower level licked at that brawny throat and then sunk his teeth into Nappa's flesh with a purr -- his knee's pushing at the other's legs to get them apart, "Do you want me to show you why you keep me around?" "I guess," Nappa grinned - the low pleased growl in his throat barely masked by his sarcasm, "Better than dying of boredom." "Oh go to hell, Nappa!" Raditz snorted with playful annoyance and began tugging that those ridiculous shorts the other saiyan wore. "I'll see you there, Raditz," the elite purred. "That better be a promise," Raditz smirked. He grabbed Nappa by his oversized ears and pulled him into a kiss. --- "...How would you like to live and fight forever?" Vegeta said with an evil grin as he climbed into his pod and crossed his arms over his chest. "That's something I could live with for the rest of my life," Nappa replied as he dropped into his own pod. As the door closed, the big saiyan sighed and rested his head against the back of his seat for the flight. Raditz ... that fool. --- Vegeta continued to squeeze his fallen comrade's hand for a moment longer -- then without warning; the grip tightened into a crushing one. Nappa screamed in pain as the saiyan prince suddenly flung him high into the air. "V-Vegeta what are you doing?!" His cry of utter betrayal only seemed to fuel the other saiyan's enjoyment more. As the prince powered up his attack -- his smile never faded from his face, "You've outlived your usefulness Nappa! Maybe you'll be less of a disappointment in the afterlife -- I'll see you in hell!" The blast made short work of the injured saiyan. Nappa would see someone in hell no doubt. But it wouldn't be the prince. He'd keep his promise after all.

Trash (Teen!AU)

Rated:

Having proven himself worthy enough in the sparring ring to be tested to see if he was any good at the art of command; Nappa had been assigned a small practice squadron. It was -- by no means, of the same caliber and training that he would face when he was finally ready to be a true Saiyan commanding officer like his father, but it would help school him. Still -- given the chance for such a rank at barely 16 was pretty impressive. (Or just lucky because of his good breeding and blood) and Nappa wanted to prove to his father and the rest of the elites that he COULD be a general one day. So on the first day of his new practice position - the elite stepped out onto the training field to greet his assembled squadron. They were a jumbled bunch of young saiyan men; mostly teens. Sons of top warriors who hadn't quite cut it close enough to be considered high class. They would never be the finest -- but on this particular day; they would make do to give Nappa the training he needed. The elite stopped in front of his 'men' and put his hands on his hips to address them, "I am Nappa. Son of Tamagi -- for the next three months; you are to follow my orders to the tee. Now..." Nappa was cut off by a whistle and he snapped his head toward the culprit who'd made it. "You bring enough TALL for the rest of us there?" Standing midway through the lineup with more hair then Nappa had ever seen on anyone was the sharp smirked face of the young man who'd dared to speak to an elite in such a manner. Snorting low, the elite stepped over to this loud mouth and bend down to get into his face -- lip dotted with the beginnings of a mustache twitched in irritation. Truth be told, Nappa was VERY tall for his age. Very lean and tightly muscled -- broad shoulders promising that he'd grow in bulk to match that height one day no doubt. "What was that, recruit? I dare you to say that again least I smear your smart mouth across the training grounds." "OOoo touchy." The recruit was about a foot shorter and stocky; already showing signs of being pretty bulky. He didn't balk from the elite's intimidating sneer. There was a tilt of that sharp smiled face, "I said you were TALL! I didn't know you were DEAF too! S'matter - getting space interference way up there?" Nappa snarled -- his eyes pinpoint with rage at the GALL of this stranger. The tail around his waist bristled and he drew back one of his fists, "I'll SEND you into SPACE for your disresp --- !!!!" The elite's fist unclenched in surprise. It had happened very fast. How he did not know -- but the recruit had reached down and snatched the puffed tail from around his very waist. He now held it tightly in his hands threatening to squeeze. "Psssst," the lower level tossed that heavily haired head at the taller youth in a 'come here' motion. And the elite obeyed in curiosity -- leaning his face closer -- not BELIEVING this saiyan's audacity. Their noses nearly touched when the other flashed a grin at him. "Got your tail." the recruit mused -- and then he snapped his fangs at Nappa's nose. The rest of the squadron gasped. In flustered -- rageful -- humiliation -- the elite gritted his teeth. "Tell me your name, dead man.." "Raditz - Son of Bardok." the other purred. "Raditz," Nappa growled, "You and I are going to have problems.." "Good, I like a challenge," Raditz smirked, tightening his hand on the grip he had for a second in utter defiance, "Just remember the first time we meet I had you JUST where I wanted you and there was NOTHING you could do about it -- elite." With that -- he let go of his 'commanding officer' and stood back with his arms crossed over his chest. "Fool," Nappa snarled, "and now YOU'RE going where *I* want you!" He then grabbed the lower level by all that hair and flung him across the training grounds. "Nobody says ANYTHING about THIS, EVER!" Nappa warned his squadron, "Now pair off for sparring! If that low level manages to get back up he's on clean up detail." The elite reached up and wiped at his face -- however; embarrassment didn't not rub away very easy. ".... I bet he'll never do that again." He hoped.

Ride (Au!Teen and this one is from 2003 be gentle)

Rated PG-13

"What is that?" Raditz, seventeen, stocky and with too much hair asked.

A finger was shot at the taller Saiyan's face.

Nappa, Nineteen and still growing, cocked an eyebrow in his normal confused manner at Raditz. He looked at the finger that was inches from his mouth. " What is what?"  

Raditz smirked rolling his eyes. This time that finger pressed forward. Trailing along the soft fuzz that dotted Nappa's upper lip. " This, idiot. What the hell is this?"  

It was Nappa's turn to roll his eyes. He bit at the finger that was poking at him. " Moron, it's a mustache."  

The long haired Saiyan made a face and then smacked the Nappa upside his short messly-haired head with that offended hand. " I was being sarcastic, idiot, I know it's a mustache. I just want to know why the fuck you are growing it."  

The elite Saiyan Sneered. Reaching out his flicked the low-level's nose. " Cause I wanted to. Cause I can. I don't need your permission, low-level." He smirked, cause he knew Raditz hated being called that.  

The other Saiyan snorted and then grabbed out with both gloved hands and tugged that long skinny frame against his own in a possessive hug. " Fuck that.. Yes you do. You need my permission to do anything. " And he pressed a hard kill to the fuzz dotted mouth. Mmm. Interesting feeling.  

Nappa rolled his eyes before he gave into the kiss. Their lips played hungrily for a few moments, before Nappa pulled back. " Fine Fine. I let you know when I have to scratch my nuts too."  

Gloved fingers were curled around the skinnier Saiyan ass, kneading playful. " You do that Cause I want to scratch them for you."  

The elite growled a bit. Arching forward. Clothed groins pressed together. " Y-you would." But another kiss was given. Tongues matched.  

"And you'd like it." The long haired Saiyan growled back, kneading harder.  

Even tho there really was no time for this. They had to leave for a mission in five minutes.  

It was Nappa who finally pulled away. Ignoring the ache the other had placed in his groin. A last kiss before he shoved Raditz into the nearest wall and he moved off; snapping the armor around his form.  

Raditz grumbled, pulled himself from the dent in the wall and did the same. He didn't really feel like going. But they had to. It was an important job. A Scouter was fitted around his eye and then he turned to look at his mate who was ready. Standing with his arms crossed over his chest plate. A smile etched the sneaker ones lips. Nappa looked hilarious in armor. It was always too short for him.  

Raditz walked a few steps behind the elite as social standards required. Not that the low-level minded. He was able to watch the idiot's ass, and playfully pull on Nappa's tail as the made their way to the pod base.  

"The trip to Fadimerk will take sixteen hours.  It's a big job so they are sending a hundred of us." The elite said as he sighed, before swatting at the other's hand. "Stop that.. you know what touching my tail does. I don't want to show up to the base with a fucking boner."  

"Fuck that long?" Raditz scowled as he gave one more tug to the other's tail. " I hate being in pods for more than a couple of hours. It boring."  

Nappa shook his head and wrapped his tail around his waist. " You can always talk to me over the com link. I'll try to keep you amused."  

" It's not the same. I don't like talking to you if I can't touch you."  A perverted smile played havoc on the long haired Saiyan's mouth.  

" You don't have to always touch me." Nappa rolled his eyes. But that was a losing battle.  

"Oh yes I do."  

They entered the pod base. Other Saiyan were already boarding the little round spheres and were being launched off into space. A low-level saluted Nappa as he entered and the elite nodded; coming to a halt as the pod was prepared for him.  

Raditz came to a stop right next to the elite. Nappa smiled and reached a gloved finger over to poke Raditz rudely in the nose. " I guess I'll see you on Fadimerk." He leaned over to place another kiss on the low-level's mouth.  

Raditz once more grappled him into a tight embrace.  A few other Saiyans gasped, but none said anything. Nappa felt his cheeks going hot and he fought off the urget to yell at everyone to mind their own business.

"Raditz." The elite snorted and locked eyes on the other. " You're not suppose to do this on the job."  

"Ride with me." The long haired SiayaJin smirked a dirty lil grin. " I won't be so bored."  

"Idiot." Nappa's eyes narrowed. "Both of us won't fit in a pod. Where the fuck would I sit?"  

It was a stupid question. And the elite already formed the answer before the other opened his mouth.  

"On my lap, of course. Where else would I want your ass?" Raditz snickered and he leaned forward and snapped at Nappa's nose.

"I don't like lumpy seats." Nappa hissed, feeling gloved fingers toy on his tail. Fuck. They really had to get going. And Raditz was still playing with his labido. " And my seat would have a big lump."  

Now those fingers were cupped and kneading on Nappa's ass; digging hard. Raditz growled softly. Eyes lusted over. " Yah, But I know just where to move that lump so that you'd be comfortable. Whadya Say? Comon.. it'll be fun. Huh?" A lick to that fuzz dotted lip.  

" F-fine fine. But just this once."  

The lower level pressed a hard kiss to the other mouth and then tugged him into the awaiting pod with a wanton growl. The door closed with a hiss.  

Raditz tumbled into the seat and tugged the elite onto his lap backwards; muscled pressed to his chest as the pod powered up.  

"Once were in space," A lick was given to the other's ear. " We're going for a little ride of our own."  

"Not that I have much of a choice. I don't even have a seatbelt." Nappa chuckled as surveyed his situation. Head touched the ceiling, Knees bend, feet against the door. If he was any older or bigger this would not have worked at all. It barely worked. It was sure tight fit.

But Raditz liked tight fits. He curled his arms around the other's waist. " There's your fucking seatbelt, baby. You ready?"  

"I guess," the elite answered as the pod shook and was launched. He knew Raditz was ready. That was evident by the dick he could feel pressing just under his tail. This was going to be interesting.  

They were going to have their own little adventure before the real mission even began.

There you go. Three Raditz/Nappa fics. Not the best but might as well share them with the world.