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"The Other Side Of Vegeta"Written By: Elanya Disclaimer: I do not own any portion or characters
of DBZ or PokeMon. My thanx to the creators of such magnificent personalities
for use the use of fanfiction. DBZ belongs to TOEI Studios, Akira
Toryama and FUNimation. PokeMon belongs to Nintendo and Warner Brothers
Studios. I am not making any money from this saga. It is just an expression
of my interest in such fantastic anime like DBZ. No law suits, please.
Being under privileged, the paycheck doesn't stretch that far. WARNING!
This fanfic begins with a PG-13 rating for language (we all know that
Vegeta has a mouth that would make a sewer look clean, lol) and violence.
Later it will have n NC-17 rating for the juicy stuff. Reader discretion
is advised. This is my first fanfic so be brutal in UR review. Vegeta
is OOC thru most of the fic. This is a V/B break up fic. Major Bulma/Chichi/Yamcha
bashing. Apologies 2 all Bulma/Vegeta romance fans out there. If any
ideas or themes sound familiar to any author of other stories please
note, I had not intention of stealing such fantastic ideas, they just
worked themselves into the scope of this saga as pure coincidence.
My thanks and apologies go to those authors. Happy reading. A/N: EXTREME
AU, HINTS OF YAOI AND YURI. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Yaoi, angst, Lemon Pairings: Vegeta x Goku Summary: Bulma and Vegeta have broken up-she throws him out after he misses one too many holidays. Through a series of accidents, Vegeta's long buried emotional gentler side emerges. Vegeta and Goku, along with Trunks, Goten and Bura(I'm not too crazy over her english name), all live on an island princedom away form civilization although, the other Z-Sensi know of their hideaway.
"The Other Side Of Vegeta" CHAPTER IV EGO BOOST The prince cut through the air as a Gillette Mach 3 razor through a tough beard. Vegeta realized that whatever shred annals of history. He had to admit that had occurred at the time Bulma had thrown him out of the only place he had called home for so long and the woman he had chosen to be with-as if he had much of a choice. If he wanted to keep his secrets safe and buried, he had to live a straight lifestyle, even though it cramped his own style. Another thing that had destroyed his pride was seeing the images of those burned onto that piece of Saiyan wood the color of Earth cypress. It hadn't been seeing his family in the portrait. Their deaths he had come to terms with although he had never grieved over the loss until now. His eyes had seen the image of the one person outside of his own family that he had had any true feelings for. It was the little girl whose hand was entwined with his own in that picture and right under the king's tight gaze. Her's had been the death he had yet to accept. However, it hadn't been the girl in the portrait as much as what her image represented. A second young female the prince had chosen but had been forbidden to acknowledge he even knew existed because she was of third class status and had the most incredible power he'd ever encountered. <MEMORY> Vegeta replied by telepathy, 'Look, I have not only
chosen a trainer for Kayla, I have also chosen my lifemate. I don't
want her to fear me. Now go before you end up in a new dimension,'
and with that Angelair sat his niece beside the prince, bowed then
left. <END MEMORY> <A/N: ANY MISSPELLINGS IN THIS CHAP ARE THE AUTHOR'S
ATTEMPTS TO CAPTURE THE SCOTTISH BROUGH> "Because, ancient one, you're down there and I'm up here. I have a far greater chance of flippin' you, than vice versa," Vegeta replied, his tone mocking as he assisted the older man to his feet. "I'm not ancient, brat! Me hair's always had shots of silver through it as I am a silver Saiyan by ancestry! Shall we continue?" Angelair positioned himself once again for battle. "It's your funeral, my friend, but let me ask you, how many spikes were you born with?" Vegeta asked in a nonchalant manner. "I was bairn with six, but I was in charge of the king's brat on Vegetasei and he blasted one of me spikes into the next dimension! That chimp was hell on two legs! I took a lot of hell fer that boy! I even took the rap for him when he didna return to the palace after findin' his sister a trainer! That boy took off with mi niece fer reasons of his own design! He was a chimp of six Saiyan years and mi niece just four! He never hurt her, though, that I can say. I'd catch the two sparrin' together and he held back a lot of his power so that he wouldna hurt her. He always told me that she was gonna be his lifemate and his queen. I always made sure the king never found out or the boy would have been toast," the warrior related and Vegeta was now convinced that this man was a Saiyan. "W-was the boy tender?" the prince asked out of curiosity. "The king considered him a weaklin' but didna send him off planet. He was one of the few kings of Vegetasei who raised his chimp along with the chimp's mither. Now, there was a Saiyan woman to be admired! She bore that old tyrant three verra strong whelps but he treated her like trash. No surprise, women were only seen as breeders. Verra few were warriors. Queen Sunrissa was one of the few women who taught her children that feelings were strengths to be drawn from. She told them that it was all right to cry and that she would always be there to comfort them. She loved her eldest son to distraction even though she knew he was destined to turn out like the king, she had instilled in him a sense of love and caring. At times, I enjoyed being his keeper. I always prayed that he wouldna turn out like the tyrant king but fate had deemed otherwise," Angelair related. "I-I heard that all Saiya-jin had been obliterated. How?" the prince asked, fishing for information. "It's said that a huge comet or meteor slammed into the planet, but I found that report hard to believe because there was nothing left where the planet had once been. Comets usually leave some trace of the planet they smash into. Why d'ya ask?" Vegeta lowered his head and smirked. "What would you say if I told you that Vegeta was not destroyed by a comet," the prince kicked the ground with the toe of his boot. "The hell you say! D'ye know how, then?" Angelair asked. "You remember that tyrant called Frieza?" Vegeta asked in a solemn voice. Angelair gaped in surprise, as it didn't take long for what Vegeta didn't say to sink in. "I knew it! I don't know how, but I just knew! I never did trust that pussy lizard freak!" Angelair declared. "But how d'ye know?' "I was aboard Frieza's ship in a dungeon and felt a power like no other and I also felt the king. I knew the moment Frieza had taken him down, then turned his beam to our planet. From that moment on, I vowed that I would battle, get stronger, become a Super Saiyan and defeat that snake once and for all!" Vegeta roared not realizing that he had flipped into SSJ form. "That perverted ass bastard killed my father, my mother, my sibs and my lifemate!" Vegeta's clenched fist pounded down on the rock he had sat upon earlier, smashing it to smithereens. Angelair looked over at Vegeta in stunned silence. "Wha-who-what are ye? Dinna hurt us? We mean no harm!" the elder stammered. Vegeta looked at the elder warrior then looked at himself and found that he was aglow. He immediately powered down. I-I'm sorry. You weren't meant to see that. Not yet, anyway. You don't recognize me? No surprise, I'm more surprised to find another of my race alive and on the planet I adopted as home. I'm the royal brat you were in charge of and took a lot of hell for. I had feelings for Parlissa, from when I first laid eyes on her. She had an incredible power level. But enough of that, how did you survive?" Vegeta asked, asking silent forgiveness for having to cross Ceraina, the one he had truly loved. Angelair sank to his knees in a bow. "Oh, my prince! I canna believe that ye're alive!" "I'm glad to have found you, my old friend! I still can't believe it!" Vegeta could no longer contain his emotions as he motioned for the warrior to rise. "What's this? Look at ye, now! Sheddin' tears like a tender heart! You always were though. Anyway, after yer tenth birthday and ye were crowned prince of the planet, King Vegeta secretly sent hundreds of pods and ships off planet instructing the occupants they were on planet purging missions and they were not to return under any circumstances. He sent many of the lower class warriors and certain people from the royal house but I don't know who they were. Anyway, we reached the planets the king had preprogrammed the ships to go to but they were not weak planets as he had told us. We had to battle. We lost many brave warriors. Out of the troop I went with, only twelve survived, so we came here. We met another group of survivors and told them where we were, so they came to join us. There were twenty of them. Now, in the village where the brat and I live, there are sixty Saiya-jin, my prince, including my grandson's parents! Oh, yer highness, 'tis a grand day this is! The Saiya-jin will once again rule the universe!" Angelair declared. Vegeta could not contain his excitement after the tears of joy had subsided. "Yes, my friend, we will, but I've been told of other Saiya-jin in other countries, and I have to check those out as well. “Will-” "Whatever ye ask of me, my prince, I will do!" "Tell our people that their prince is alive and he's gonna unite them back into a force to be reckoned with! I need to get back to my own country and tell a few Saiya-jin of this discovery. I'll be back to continue our battle and bring my chimps to assist with the boy! Scotland, right?" Vegeta confirmed and the elder nodded. The two clasped one another's forearms then raised the first two fingers of their right hands in farewell and Vegeta took off at a blinding rate into the mist. When he felt he was far enough away, he used IT to return to New Namek. What had Bulma been up to since she'd left CC at lunchtime that day? Well, she had gone to meet her lover, Jeffery, then they went shopping for wedding clothes. Jeffery was nearly all that Bulma could have dreamed of, except a dynamite bedmate, however, he did provide the love and affection she had craved. Bulma returned home after a delightful after lunch exchange only to find CC deserted. Well, that was strange considering she had hired the militia to keep close tabs on the place for anyone trying to enter illegally. Moreover, as she walked through the complex in search of life, she came across the security robot she had placed on Bura to keep that child from escaping. That piece of work lay scattered about her dad's lab. However, if the kid did manage to escape, the collar Bulma had requested that Jeff put around her neck would have choked her and caused her body to explode, that was a horrid thought. She had learned that the three-person Vegeta family shared a very strong bond and Bura was the key link. Should anything happen to the little one, the bastard responsible for putting that little monster in Bulma herself would go as well, but then again, so would Trunks! Had she been unfair in requesting that the energy suppresser be put on the child? No, it was the only way she could think of to be rid of Vegeta. Nonetheless, Bulma wondered where her parents were. It wasn't like them both to be gone in the middle of the day. 'Maybe they went shopping or something, but they knew the risk of removing Bura from this house was dangerous! How the hell could they have double crossed me?' Bulma thought then went to check the security cameras. She sat in front of a council that housed a number of cameras but strangely, they all seem to have malfunctioned at the same time. For something like that to have occurred the person would have to have her pass code and only one other person had that. No, he wouldn't have done that to her, would he? She had to find out what was going on. Bulma picked up the hand receiver of the phone and dialed the first number she could think of...The Son residence. The phone rang and rang but was never answered. That was weird as there was always someone in the Son family in residence, but today there was no one. "Oh, I swear if that alien ass found some way to take my child from me, I'll have Goku kill him! Oh, wait, I haven't seen Goku much since Vegeta left. Strange, we live next door to one another and I never see my old friend. Then again, even when that vegetable monkey tailed wuss lived here he and Goku would be together along with Trunks and Goten. Then Piccolo started hanging around and that got to be too much! Somehow, they formed an alien male only club and I was kept out," Bulma seethed. At that minute, the phone rang and Bulma answered it. "H-hello," she said in a slow voice. "Bulma, honey, this is dad, how are you?" Dr. Briefs' voice sounded on the opposite line. "Dad! Where are you and where's Bura, she's missing!" Bulma ranted. "Now, now honey, calm down. We took the baby with us. Your mom wanted to go to a new boutique and we couldn't leave the little one unsupervised. A robot can only do so much," Dr. Briefs said. "Honey, I have to ask you something, but I don't want to sound like I'm meddling into your affairs. Is there something wrong between you and Vegeta?" Bulma coughed on the intake of air that had just entered
her lungs. "DAD! W-why are you asking me that?" she snapped
in anger. "Thanks, Chi, I'll talk to ya later. Right now, I have a bone to pick with that son of mine," Bulma hissed through clenched teeth. Well, that was that. So that alien ass thought to outsmart her by taking custody of the baby, heh? Well, she'd have to hunt him down and put a bullet in him to make sure he could never return to this plane. For one thing, he'd already been wished back from the grave once, so Sheron wouldn't grant that wish again and the Namekians were off on some unknown distant planet. Oh, she could taste her victory now! Despite a feeling of misgiving, Bulma dialed Trunks' cell phone number. "Hello," a dry male voice answered. "Trunks this is your mother! Where's my daughter?" Bulma demanded and her temper was hot. "Safe and where she belongs," and with that Trunks hung up and turned off his phone. "Bitch! She has some nerve to call me! I'm no longer her son and she still finds a way to needle me!" Trunks hissed in anger. "You know what she wanted, right?" Piccolo asked, his tone flat. Trunks snapped. "Yes, I know what the hell she wanted, but she ain't gonna get it! If there are more Saiya-jin on this planet and they find a way to dad or vice versa, we'll be leavin' here to start a new race!" the younger prince nearly shouted. Bulma sat in shock but she shouldn't have been. The boy was that bastard's offspring after all. Bulma then called Jeff to make a dinner date then she went to get herself ready. After she had gotten herself together, she sat to wait for her new love. "Daddy's back!" Cilvi cried in excitement then flew out of an opened window. The other guests followed. "Daddy!" the baby flew straight into her daddy's arms and nearly knocked him out of the air. "I missed you! Why did you leave?" she asked as the two descended to the ground and landed in the midst of the other guests. "You feelin' better?" Piccolo asked when he caught Vegeta's eyes. Vegeta didn't answer straightaway, but held out a white-gloved hand to the green alien for a handshake. Piccolo was shocked but took Vegeta's hand and the two shook hands. Vegeta then went around and shook hands with the other Z warriors and hugged the women. "I need to ask all of you for forgiveness. Don't stop me. I apologize for being such a jerk and such an ungrateful being. Very few of you know the reason behind why I'm so hard to know and only six of you are part of my world. Those same six beings know the real me locked behind a wall of granite. That wall began to come down some years ago, but I still kept it intact until I was presented with one of the most beautiful little girls ever created. Yes, I'm biased, but she's another big part of me. I had to come out from behind that wall in order to care for her when her mom was unable. The last vestiges of that wall came crashing down tonight and I owe a big thank you to my son and heir for finding a piece of my home and giving it to me. Come, I'll tell you all why I left," Vegeta headed back into the house followed by a dumbfounded crowd. The guests reclaimed their seats and Vegeta took a post
by the portrait. The prince drew a deep breath. "Only one of
you know exactly how the home planet, Vegeta, was destroyed because
I shared it with him as I lay dying on the Planet Namek so long ago,
killed by the universe's worst nightmare. The five people in this
portrait were my entire life. The woman was my mother, Queen Sunrissa.
One of the most beautiful women on the planet and she belonged to
me until I was two and a half years old, in Saiyan years, five by
Earth years, and these two came along, but I'll get to them. Mommarissa
taught me what love meant and took chances not many Saiya-jin women
dared. She may not have been a physical warrior, but she fought for
the right to show and share her emotions even if only in private with "The man, King Vegeta, one of the few Outusans to ever opt to keep his weak powered offspring on planet. Yes, I said weak powered and I'll get to that later. King Vegeta was the ruthless tyrant who was training me take over the planet some day. Deep in my heart, I felt he loved his family and his people very much, but Saiya-jin pride being what it is he never allowed such things to show. I'm his biggest disappointment, especially now that I show emotion at the drop of a hat, so to speak, huh, huh." Uneasy laughter and snickers met this diatribe. "Okay. Now, the twin little ones on the one side of Sunrissa, were my little brother and sister, Kale and Kayla. I helped to both deliver and raise them. We were very close and had no qualms about sharing our emotions. We never let anyone find out about such a weakness. I only had five years with them. When I was ten Saiyan years old, Frieza took me for his slave. I don't need to rehash that nightmare. Here is yours truly. I don't need to go there. You see the end result," Vegeta drew another deep breath to steady himself and his rapidly beating heart as he pointed to the last person in the picture. "This little chimp here I had chosen as Kayla's
trainer and sparring mate. My sister was one of the few female Saiya-jin
who had a power level to rival my own at the time and I was not gonna
see her raised just to breed. So, my personal bodyguard took me to
a training place where upper and lower class Saiya-jin kids trained.
I ordered to be taken to the girls' training area. I told myself that
if I found a power level near to my own 5,000 that I would have that
young girl as my lifemate. I hadn't realized until I laid eyes on
her image that I had formed a bond with her from time I had detected
her power. Her name was Parlissa Saturna and she was the niece of
my bodyguard, Angelair. Lissa was in a class by herself and when I
saw her blast her instructor to send him flying like a rag doll, I
knew she was the one. She was kindness itself and the best friend
I ever had. The four of us chimps stuck very close together. That
bond alone helped me to defy my Outusan when I wanted to, but he was
usually the last one to know of my exploits even with the scouter,
heh, heh. I never had any problem just being myself with those three.
Whenever I had gotten hurt and was struggling to hold my emotions
inside, Mommarissa would take me in her arms to comfort me and Lissa
would hold my hand. It had been her death that I hadn't been able
to accept until tonight. I had never allowed myself to grieve over
the loss of my race, my family and my mate and tonight I did just
that when I had left here," Vegeta blinked stray tear away. "You ended up in Scotland?" it was Ororo who had asked the question. The prince shrugged. "I didn't know where I was at the time, but I sat and watched the two. There was a boy about Cilvi's and Pan's age, and an elder man at least ten Saiyan years ahead of me. As they fought, the elder sent the child flying and I caught the kid. Something no warrior ever does! As I held onto the kid, something wrapped around my arm. I had to look twice to make sure it wasn't a dream! The elder warrior requested I return his partner and approached me. I damn near phased into the next dimension from shock! Now, brace yourselves. Both beings were Saiya-jin!" the prince shouted, fist raised in the air in a show of triumph. Those who knew Vegeta well were shocked by this revelation, then Trageta and Cilvi both shouted with glee! A few seconds later, the news hit Goku, Goten and Gohan. "That's fantastic news, Vegeta!" Tien smiled. "Wait, it gets better! The elder being turned to out not only be a Saiyan, but also the elite bodyguard who'd been in charge of yours truly. I told him how surprised I was to find that two more of my race had survived the destruction. Then he dropped the bomb. He told me that in the village where he and the boy resided were that chimp's parents and sixty other Saiya-jin survivors! I couldn't wait to return here with the news! I haven't been this happy since the time I thought that Kakarrot and Frieza had parished on Namek and left me as he most powerful warrior in the universe, no offense, Kakarrot, my friend. I'm glad you survived. If you hadn't...Well, let's not go there. But imagine, sixty other full Saiya-jin congregated in this Scotland place, five here, four halflings, one quarterling and...Jean, didn't you mention there were some in America where the X-team is from?" Vegeta asked the mutant telepath. "How many were there, Professor? I know after the twenty that Ororo and Gambit had stumbled upon, many more sought us out for refuges sake," Jean stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "I haven't checked since we've been here, but before we left, there were at least fifty," Professor X concluded. "This is incredible! I-I can't believe it! All I need's a planet, gather all Saiya-jin together and teleport off this hunk of rock! Then I will truly be the Prince of all Saiya-jin once again! Whether you six join me or not, my kids and I will rule the race and will make the Saiya-jin the most feared race in the universe! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!" the prince howled in much the same fashion as he had ages ago when he had thought he was left to be the most powerful being in the universe; thinking both Frieza and Kakarrot had parished when Namek exploded. Vegeta then settled down and asked, "Is this a party or a funeral? Let's celebrate!" Music filled the silence and those who wished to, got up to dance. Vegeta sat and watched, however, he had become surrounded by the under ten year of age (in Earth years) generation with his baby girl and Pan sitting on his lap. Cilvi nuzzled her daddy's neck. "I love you, daddy! I'm glad there are some Saiya-jin survivors. You know Geta and I will be with you. Maybe you'll find a mommy who'll love all of us and not torture us for the sheer hell of it," Cilvi sighed in a wistful tone. "Thank you, baby, but there is no mommy for us, even among the remaining Saiya-jin. I had chosen twice and both times had my heart ripped out from my chest. The first time because my home planet was destroyed and the second time was by the woman who birthed you and Trageta. Hey, how would you and Pan like to train the Saiya-jin chimps in Scotland, if there are anymore than the one I met tonight?" Vegeta asked the girls. "Ooh, Uncle Vegeta, d'ya think my mommy and daddy would approve! I would love to! I'm glad my mom's not like Grandma Chi-Chi and makes me study all the time. She knows what I was born and she and daddy try to encourage me to attain my full potential. Thanks for training me with Cilvanti!" Pan smiled and hugged Vegeta. "Hey, hey, Vegeta! Looks like you got stuck with babysitting duty, heh, heh!" Krillin and 18 had left the dance floor to rest. "Yeah, well, he's gotta be good for something. Goodness knows, he stinks as a husband," 18 remarked in her waspish fashion. Vegeta cut her a glance that could have sliced through Pluto. "I'm gonna let that remark slide, 18. It doesn't warrant a reply," the prince said in a slow voice. "Look, why don't you go reconcile with Bulma? It'll make you both happy?" the blonde suggested. Vegeta's handsome face fell in disbelief. "I can't believe you'd suggest something as ludicrous as that? She's the one who threw me out, I didn't walk out, although, I had many opportunities to do so. I could have never returned after my jaunts to Planet Minerva. I could have found myself another more agreeable and less mouthy mate, but I thought of my offspring first. My own needs, I put on hold," Vegeta retorted, his tone edged. What, Vegeta just admitted that he put himself and his needs after those of the kids? No, 18's hearing had to be going because the prince all mighty Saiyan never gave a thought to anyone but his own arrogant, pride filled being. 18 put her hand to Vegeta's head. He shook her off. 18 regarded him as if he had just landed on the planet. "Are you feeling okay? I thought I heard you say you put your own needs on hold and the kids came first?" she mocked. "You dare to mock me? I said exactly that! My kids mean a lot to me as does Kakarrot, his brats and his brat's brat! Anyone with a hint of Saiyan blood in them is my first concern. Argument over!" Vegeta hissed then his countenance grew dark and brooding as he began to slip behind the dark mask he always wore. "Daddy," Cilvanti turned his attention to herself. "Will we get to meet the other Saiya-jin? The ones you met tonight?" she asked and Vegeta nodded. The prince then turned his attention to the Minerva-jin prince, Sonra and the two began conversing in that being's native language. "I thought your dad only spoke Saiyago and his Earth language. How is it that he can be talking to the other prince in his language?" Krillin asked Cilvanti. "Daddy's a interplanetary linguist. He had to learn several dialects in order to negotiate Frieza's planets out of Frieza's control in order to liberate said planets and return rule to the natives. Those peoples are now his allies," Cilvanti explained to Krillin as she listened to the two princes, then Prince Sonra turned his attention to the little one. "Little one, your brother stopped by Minervasei before he went of to Bartiers 8 and told us a most unfortunate thing happened to you. You lost Sanna and the first copy of your dad's CD," the prince said and the little princess hung her head as she cuddled closer to Vegeta. "Yeah. Momma maxima prime destroyed my doll and somehow broke my CD. I wanted to blast her to hell when I found the things that Outusan had had made for me in the trash. That was a few days before she had her boyfriend put that control collar around my neck," Cilvi sighed. "Her boyfriend? That woman had another male in residence while you were there?" Vegeta was having a hard time controlling his temper. Cilvi nodded. "It was some geek with a funny accent, not like yours, but then again, he's an Earth-jin. She had him put the collar on my because she had promised Geta that she would do nothing to hurt me. But she was hurting me, daddy, and she was hurting my two favorite men in the entire universe? Why did you never blast her, daddy? She almost killed us?" Cilvi's bottom lip began to quiver and the prince of Saiyan held her close. At that time, Trageta and Marron approached the group. "I swear, that kid cries more than a grown woman," Marron huffed, an exact imitation of her own mother. "My sister may be Prince Vegeta's daughter but
she still has feelings and dad's doing a super job in letting us express Prince Sonra smiled. "Well, it pleases me to present these to your young highness, my princess," Sonra handed two packages to Cilvi and she took them with glee. Cilvi opened a large rectangular shoebox shaped package and her little eyes grew as large as half-dollars. "Daddy! Trageta! Look, it's Vegisanna, the doll momma maxima prime destroyed! Oh, thank you, Prince Sonra!" Cilvi exclaimed then caught a look at Pan's long-eared, puppy-eyed face. The little princess looked to her Outusan for assistance. "Daddy?" "Hey, she's your doll! It's up to you, chimp. Both dolls are one of a kind, but I think Pan would like to have at least one of them," Vegeta Outusan replied with a smile to the baby's unspoken question. Vegeta realized that he had been smiling a lot tonight. Mental note, prinny, smile sparingly. Too much gives the wrong impression. Cilvi smiled and handed the doll that bore her face
to Pan who's little face lit up like a tree at Christmas. "Here,
I know how much you like her. Besides, I have my daddy's sister's
doll," "How did you know, Cilvi?" Outusan asked in disbelief. "You taught me to read, write and speak Saiyago. I looked on her back after you left and found the name 'Kayla' written much like I would write. Besides, I owe you that much, daddy, and she is a much prettier doll than the one you had made. No offense, my prince," Cilvi kissed her Outusan. "None taken, chimp, because I had that one made, as well," the prince smirked. “Open this one, it looks like a CD or something," Pan handed the second gift to Cilvanti and she ripped the paper wrapping off a flat square shaped item. "It's the CD! Geta, its daddy's CD!" Cilvanti exclaimed, waving the disk case in the air and all activity in the room ceased except for the music. All eyes on the prince in wonder. "How did you get them replaced so quickly, chimp? I only just stopped by Minervasei the other day," Trageta gaped in shock. "With our sophisticated technology, we were able to reproduce both the doll and CD with little effort and in a short time. Besides, your dad left the original demo of the 'songs of Vegetasei' on the planet as well as the schematics for Sanna. Your brother told us that both gifts had been destroyed by some female," Prince Sonra explained and he patted Cilvi on the head but she gave him a big hug. "Thank you, again! Daddy, can we play it, please?" Cilvi looked at Outusan with large blue pleading eyes. "Don't look at me like that, chimp. Even if I said no, you'd play it anyway. Beside, I haven't heard it since I recorded it for you," the prince smirked his approval and the kids ran over to the 25 disk changer to put the CD into an empty slot then waited for the music to start. "You know, my prince, you have now become the most sought after male on the planet. Every Minervasei female who has heard this CD had fallen head over heels in love with you. Only a handful of us have had the privilege of seeing your handsome face," Princess Ariadne cooed into Vegeta's ear and ran a finger down the front of his chest. Vegeta took her hand none too gently in his own and tossed it back at her. "Ariadne, please! You know I don't like being touched in that manner!" the Saiya-jin no Ouji remarked, disgust on his handsome face. Prince Sonra laughed at his friend's predicament. "She only wants to be with her favorite music hero. Humor her, she's just sixteen in the years of this planet," the Minerva no Ouji laughed. Vegeta's face fell. Sixteen? By her actions, he would
have put her at least at twenty! She was just beginning to feel those
urges that most females feel when in the company of men-namely himself.
Was that why he and 18 verbally beat one another up? It was definitely
why he and Bulma fought like two mad cats on a hot tin roof. Vegeta
visibly shivered. Since Bulma had put him out of her life and since
he had lost his blast partner, Ceraina, Emanu’s niece, that activity
had lost its luster and appeal even though he could have had any female
he wanted as a light flirtation, including Princess Ariadne. He had
to get away from her. She was a child and he respected King Aegar
far too much to give into his baser instincts. Vegeta excused himself,
ITed out of New Namek and into the cool of the garden where he hoped
to find some solitude to pull together his raging confusion. Besides,
there was another to consider, but his having been raised with the
values and prejudices of this planet made him as untouchable to the
prince as the prince was to him. ~ * ~
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