Hello there!
For those of you who don't know, this week is my official 6 year anniversary on this site. On June 27th 2009 I updated my first chapter of A Half-breed's Life 1 and that eventually lead to the stories you can now find on my page.
In order to celebrate, I posted the first chapter of A Half-breed's Life 3 last Saturday and now I am continuing the celebration with the first part of Slave Soldier 2.
Enjoy!
Song: Big Spender by Shirley Bassey.
Chapter 1. Little Soldier – All Grown Up.
The room was relatively dark so that it was easier to see in the darkness that surrounded the ship. Many aliens of different sizes and shapes were running around, pressing buttons, calculating coordination's and distances. They all had their own particular job and they made sure they did it well.
One of the somewhat taller aliens got up and walked closer to a person who was standing near the front windows.
"General Gohan?"
"Hmmm?"
"We will reach our destination in five minutes, sir."
"Good work. Get back to your post."
"Yes sir." The taller alien bowed and walked away.
The warrior crossed his arms as he studied the dark world outside the ship. His ship. At least, until the lord of the universe returned.
After close examination, it could be seen that this warrior was much younger than most aliens in this room. His clothing was less sober as well, which showed the difference in rank, aside from the silver symbol on his armor. His long black hair ran down his shoulders and stopped midway his shoulder blades. The boy's brown eyes widened somewhat when he noticed the smaller ship that was approaching their massive ship.
"There you are…" Gohan muttered softly. The half-saiyan turned to the crew. "Lord Vegeta is approaching. Slow down the ship and open the gates." He ordered.
"Yes lord."
The boy started for the doorway. "Time to greet the wolf." He muttered softly again.
Gohan glanced sideways when a friend of his appeared on his side. "Hey general!" The slightly older warrior greeted cheerfully as his entirely white eyes studied the half-saiyan.
"Only when lord Vegeta is not around."
Tobney shrugged. "He's not around now, is he?"
Gohan briefly considered keeping Tobney around and letting him find out for himself that Vegeta was actually joining them soon, but he decided not to be that cruel today. "He will be soon. I'm on my way to meet him."
Tobney made a face. "Oh, alright. Good luck with that!" He turned and walked away, leaving Gohan to meet Vegeta on his own.
The half-saiyan chuckled. Tobney always avoided meeting Vegeta if he could. Those two hated each other so much it was amusing. Gohan entered the large landing area of the ship. The large gate to the vacuum around them was already open and Gohan couldn't help but find it strange that he wasn't affected by the vacuum. The invisible shield behind the now open gate made that possible. The young warrior watched as the smaller ship gently hovered inside until it could land on the white floor.
The young warrior approached the doorway to the ship and knelt down near it. The door opened not long after Gohan settled down and although Gohan was not looking up, he could feel the familiar power level and he heard how Vegeta's boots tapped on the white floor of the launching room.
"Greetings, Lord Vegeta." Gohan stated as he bowed his head.
Vegeta made a brief sound of acknowledgement before walking away. Gohan quickly followed him, passing on messages of recent developments on the ship. The two crossed the distance to Vegeta's office. There, the older saiyan warrior walked straight to his desk and sat down, turning on his computer.
"I gather you made a report of every day that I was gone?" Vegeta stated, interrupting Gohan's verbal report.
The half-saiyan nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Then I don't have to listen to your whiny voice anymore. You're dismissed." Vegeta waved him away and turned to his computer.
Gohan bowed and turned to the doorway. Honestly, after all the years that he'd been working for Vegeta Gohan somewhat expected the man to treat him with respect. Then again, Vegeta treated nobody with the proper respect they deserved, not even his second-in-command Comora.
When Gohan was only eleven, Vegeta recruited the half-saiyan as a soldier for his army. The early months of their business relationship was difficult. Gohan refused to join the army as a soldier so Vegeta put the young warrior to work as a slave. After a couple of months, Gohan joined the Suta Team, Vegeta's personal elite squad of warriors, on a purging mission, and he has been going on purging missions with the Suta Team since then.
For a long time, Gohan was just a slave. He had to do odd jobs for his master, Vegeta, and he trained with the Suta Team and Vegeta himself. As time proceeded, Gohan worked his way up. Vegeta allowed the half-saiyan to go on solo missions. The young warrior could go to company meetings in Vegeta's place. Slowly but surely, Gohan earned his master's respect and along with that a better place in the army. About a year ago, he was even promoted to general. This was mainly because Vegeta wanted to be able to leave the ship in Gohan's command, and leaving the ship to a random soldier was a strange decision to make.
The young warrior did not have his own office. As Vegeta's assistant, Gohan had to be close to Vegeta at all times in case Vegeta needed him for something. Therefore, Gohan had a desk in Vegeta's office.
This time he decided to leave the office right away. Vegeta said he was dismissed so Gohan figured he wasn't needed for a while. The young warrior walked all the way to his personal quarters.
Yes, Gohan had his own personal quarters now. No more sleeping in his small bedroom close to Vegeta's private quarters. Several months ago, an elite soldier retired and this opened up a room. After a throughout cleaning, standard protocol, Vegeta could not find someone else to take the quarters until he noticed the puppy-dog eyes of a very hopeful half-saiyan.
The quarters existed of four different rooms. One was the living room and the living room was connected to the three bedrooms and each bedroom had a bathroom. Gohan almost immediately invited Tobney to come live with him.
The two young warriors were surprised when the members of the Suta Team resisted this development. Every member of the Suta Team had their own private quarters, similar to Gohan's, and Tobney had one room in every one of them. He tended to rotate between these rooms, spending one week in one and the next week in another. However, after some pleading and begging, Tobney was allowed to move into the empty room in Gohan's quarters.
The third empty room was a bit more difficult to fill. Gohan asked Dende, but Dende, although pleased that Gohan asked, refused. Dende was a free man now and he had his own private quarters in one of the smaller ships.
After being freed, Dende did not immediately go back to planet Namek. He claimed he did not really have anything to do there. On the ship, he could take care of the punished slaves and warriors by healing them. Vegeta saw the potential in Dende's healing power and he agreed to pay the Namekian for his services. Thus, he was a paid healer now.
Therefore, Gohan approached Solarus, his so-called concubine. Solarus was formerly known as Kishi, but after accepting that she was not going to leave the ship, she assumed her position as Gohan's help and roommate and gave herself a new name: Solarus. Kishi was the slave girl, bought years ago to serve men. Solarus was a new independent woman. She was still a slave and she worked hard every day, babysitting the mistakes of the women in the pleasure quarters. Once the children were old enough to work, she would slowly start giving them simple tasks to do so they would get used to the life of a slave, until they were old enough to be sold.
Gohan opened the door to his quarters and was greeted by the sight of the common room. Solarus and Tobney were curled up on the couch. The two were sitting close to each other, Solarus hanging over Tobney to watch something on the small screen of his laptop, her dark blue hair falling down over her shoulder.
A small smile appeared on Gohan's face as he stepped inside. "Am I interrupting something?" He asked while the door closed behind him.
A fake fire caused the shadows on the faces of his friends when they looked up at him. Solarus sat up and let her body fall back on the couch. "Finally." She stated as her cat-like yellow eyes focused on him. "We're about to watch a movie. Will you join us?"
"Which movie?" Gohan asked as he approached the couch.
"Some movie we downloaded from the intergalactic web." Tobney placed the laptop on the metal table. "Though I'm not sure if we should watch it with Solarus. It's a scary movie and we wouldn't want her to clutch onto us shivering as a baby like last time."
Solarus picked up a pillow and slammed it against Tobney's head. The soldier could have easily dodged it but he let it hit him. He deserved it this time. "I did not behave like that at all." Solarus replied indignantly. "I was simply making sure you two were not scared."
"Yeah right! That's why your hands were in front of your eyes during the entire movie!" Tobney countered, throwing the pillow back at her.
Gohan rolled his eyes at their antics. "I'll change into something comfortable and join you." He stated before heading to his room.
"Hurry up or Tobney will eat all the junk food before you can even look at it." Solarus called after him.
"Definitely!" Tobney's voice made a smile appear on Gohan's face.
Gohan threw off his armor and uniform and crawled into comfy sweats and a baggy shirt. After this he headed for the kitchen and asked the others if they wanted something to drink. They both called over their order and Gohan prepared their drinks, quickly and easily, he was used to preparing drinks for other people. He did a lot of that when he started out as a slave.
The half-saiyan placed the drinks on the table and fell down on the couch. He used his tail to grab the pillow Tobney and Solarus were currently fighting over, and placed it behind his own back. Ignoring their glares, Gohan leaned back and settled on the couch.
"Are we going to watch this movie or not?"
Solarus pointed the remote at the wall-sized screen. "We could also watch this movie." She moved down the list of movies. "I downloaded it the other day."
"I know that one." Gohan shifted on the couch. "Stirania recommended it to Sianna because it has a lot of half-naked models in it."
"Exactly." Solarus sent the half-saiyan a lascivious grin. "It should be interesting."
"If you want to look at a perfect torso you only have to ask." Tobney suggestively tugged on the hem of his shirt.
"I want to enjoy it. I don't want to be sickened." Solarus countered easily.
Tobney placed a hand on the area of his heart and fell back on the couch as if he was shot by her words. Gohan sipped from his drink. "I vote for the scary movie." The half-saiyan stated.
"Me too." Tobney sent the young woman a grin. "You're outvoted. Buckle up, scaredy-cat."
Solarus huffed but she selected the scary movie before dropping the remote on the table and falling back on the couch.
Gohan smiled as he settled back as well, preparing for a nice and quiet, yet apparently scary, night.
**** DBZ **** DBZ ****
Gohan bent over a bit so he could talk to the men who were sitting around the table. "Good evening, gentlemen. Are you enjoying the show?" He asked, smiling.
"Oh my, Gohan!" The man right next to him exclaimed. "Is that you? My, you have grown since I last saw you!" He eyed Gohan approvingly. "You're quite the gentleman now."
"Thank you, sir."
"Have you met my daughter, Morqua?" The man leaned back and placed his hand on the shoulder of the young girl next to him. She smiled a little awkwardly when Gohan met her eyes.
Gohan decided to walk over to her and he shook her hand and introduced himself. The rich man nodded approvingly. "You must dance with her later!" He said cheerfully as he eyed the two young teenagers.
"It would be an honor." Gohan nodded and then excused himself.
The half-saiyan visited a few more tables before he made his way to the far end of the room where Vegeta was sitting in a throne. He was accompanied by Stirania and they were enjoying a feast of their own. Gohan assumed a position next to his boss.
"Good evening, master." Gohan greeted as he made a small bow.
Vegeta nodded in response. "How is everything going?"
"Everything's going just fine." Gohan smiled as he said this. "Everyone seems content. The performances were great. The child slaves are nearly finished with their repertoire and a couple of women from the pleasure quarters will perform their dance once the kids are done. Everything is going exactly according to schedule."
"Good. You're doing a fine job." Vegeta complimented.
"Thank you, lord." Gohan's smile disappeared when his eyes fell on the girl he had to dance with later. The boy's gaze moved to another table where yet another prospective dance partner was sitting. The boy let out a sigh as he thought about this. How was he going to fit all that in this evening and be the host at the same time?
"You look troubled." Stirania was looking at him from Vegeta's other side.
Gohan looked up. "It's nothing…" He said before taking another deep breath and fully turning to the two. "Why does every man here has a daughter or niece or granddaughter my age?"
Vegeta laughed in response. "How many girls have you promised a dance to?"
"Six." Gohan replied, making a worried face. "And I have at least five dates with girls who aren't here tonight." He let out a sigh. "How am I going to dance with six different girls in one evening without looking rude?"
"Don't worry." Vegeta seemed amused. "The girls did not choose to dance with you and they know you only accepted to dance with them so you wouldn't be rude." He said as he surveyed the room. "They expect you to interact with the female family members of the rich and powerful."
"Why?" Gohan asked. He did not understand. To everyone here he was just slave.
Vegeta shrugged. "You're a saiyan." He said as he grabbed his glass. "And you work very closely next to me. You've been stepping up in meetings, important fights and you've organized more of these shindigs. As long as I am not reproducing any children of my own, everyone here will assume you'll be the heir of my company. Of course they would want their daughters, nieces and granddaughters to fall in your favor."
Gohan looked back at the large room. Vegeta was right. He could have expected this to happen. The only reason why Vegeta took Stirania to these functions was because nobody would ask the older saiyan to dance with their female relatives when they knew he was taken.
The half-saiyan knew how much trouble Vegeta had with these men who tried to marry off their women, and he'd witnessed Tobney dance and interact with many different girls of royal breed, but Gohan always assumed it would be a long time before anyone would start to consider him an eligible bachelor.
The half-saiyan caught sight of his reflection in Vegeta's beautifully polished glass. Then again, he was not a child anymore. He was taller and his voice was in the final stages of changing from a child's voice to a man's voice. He noticed how everyone around him started to change. The guards started acknowledging him with a bow when he passed. The slaves started to address him with sir or mister. The girls in the pleasure quarters who would ruffle his hair or pinch his cheeks when he was younger now flirted with him whenever he visited their quarters to check up on their proceedings and recently some even tried to offer him a 'good time'.
He honestly did not know how to handle all these changes.
There was one thing that was bothering him. "Am I?" He asked as he glanced sideways. "Your heir?"
Vegeta chuckled in response. "You're getting a little ambitious again, boy." He teased. "Can you imagine me putting a pathetic slave in charge of my empire? Don't make me laugh."
Gohan frowned. "When I say something like this, you always make some sort of insulting comment but you never answer my question." He complained.
"Shouldn't you be working rather than daydreaming, brat?" Vegeta snarled back. "Nothing is more shameful than a useless slave and you're pretty useless if you keep standing here. Get to work."
"Yes master." Gohan muttered before he walked away. The boy rolled his eyes and clenched his fists, but he managed to push his anger down and make a smile magically appear when he reached the first table to greet the guests he had not greeted before that evening.
After this table Gohan walked to a table at which a couple of familiar men were seated. They all brought their wives or dates and children.
"Hey guys." Gohan greeted when he reached them. "How are you doing this evening?"
"Gohan!" A large man with bright red eyes exclaimed as he turned sideways to look at the half-saiyan. "You've been ignoring us all evening!"
Gohan tried not to look guilty. He had been very busy that evening and he'd forgotten about them. "That's not true. I just needed to visit the other people too." He replied as he leaned down a bit so that the other tables would not hear them. "Besides, I see you every day."
"But you don't always look as dashing as you do now." Another man replied before he grabbed his glass. Gohan looked at the man he knew as Itoro, one of his comrades of the Suta Team.
"Thanks." Gohan sent his comrade a smile. "These functions are exhausting though."
"Don't worry, Gohan dear." Comora's newest girlfriend said as she smiled at him. "You're doing a great job."
"Well, I try." The half-saiyan sent her a grateful expression.
"Oh yes, you do." Suno said as he raised his glass. "I hear you promised a dance to the Koro's daughter."
"Really?" Comora jumped in. "I heard that you are supposed to share a dance with the granddaughter of Sola."
"And what about Aruko's daughter?" Kaon added, grinning at the young warrior.
Gohan rolled his eyes. That was also a reason why he avoided their table. Somehow they always knew the rumors concerning him.
"I can't help that!" He exclaimed. "Am I supposed to turn them down?"
Comora shook his head. "Oh no. Definitely not. Though you might want to leave some girls for the other boys here." He teased.
"I'll try."
"I'll drink to that." Suno raised his glass. "To rookie and his endless harem." The others raised their glasses and laughed before they all took a sip.
"I'm glad to be of service." Gohan muttered dryly. The boy was about to excuse himself when Itoro caught his attention.
"Before you start courting the entire room, you could take the most special girl of this room out for your first dance." He gently petted his daughter's white hair.
"Dad!" She complained as she frowned at him. "Don't worry, Gohan. You don't have to. He's just being stupid."
"Hey, I work with Gohan here and I would much rather see you end up with him than with some of those runts that always hover around you. At least I know Gohan is trustworthy." Itoro defended his own decision. "And I know who to beat up when you're heartbroken."
Gohan looked at the dance floor and noticed that more couples were already dancing. The half-saiyan made a mental shrug. He might as well. The boy walked to the young girl and he bowed for her as he extended his hand to her.
"May I?"
Her dark-blue eyes softened at this and she nodded. The young woman extended her light-blue tinted hand to him and he took it.
"Aww, this is so sweet." Suno's wife sighed as she watched them go.
Iria sighed. "I'm sorry." She muttered to him.
"Why? Because I can dance with one of the most beautiful girls here?" He asked, smiling at her.
"Yeah right." She said. "I'm sure you say that to all the girls here." The two stopped and Gohan placed a hand on her waist while she placed a hand on his shoulder. The boy's hand was gentle on the dark blue fabric of her dress. It complimented her dark-blue eyes and her light-blue complexion. Her white hair was running down to her shoulders.
Gohan hesitantly started to lead her into a dance. He did not enjoy the dancing. He was too afraid he would step on someone's feet. Stirania taught him how to ball dance. He stepped on her toes so often that her feet turned blue, mainly because he had the tendency to power up during their dance classes because he was nervous. He picked up on it but he was never as good as Vegeta was when the man decided to dance with Stirania in order to show Gohan how it was done. Gohan figured he just was not made for dancing. He was not born a prince like some people.
"I'm never lying. Every person is beautiful in their own way." He replied distractedly as his eyes quickly scanned the room to see if anyone was looking discontent. The boy looked back at the young woman in front of him to find out that she was giving him a warm smile.
"Keep saying things like that and you'll steal the heart of every female here." She said in a rather teasing manner.
The half-saiyan returned her grin. "At least I don't have to try so hard with you because I don't have to impress your father. He's already working with lord Vegeta." Gohan eyed Iria. "I can be myself."
"I have a feeling that will be enough." Iria smiled as she reached out and gently tapped his nose. "My father was right. You've really grown up since I saw you last."
This caught Gohan's attention. "He's spoken about me?"
"He talks about you all the time."
"All good, I hope."
She laughed before shrugging. "Mostly good." She replied as she looked up at him. "He often complains that he has enough trouble dealing with one teenager in puberty at home and that he loathes dealing with one at work as well."
Gohan's gaze moved to Itoro for a moment. "Did he now?" He replied amusedly.
The half-saiyan brought Iria back after three songs and leaned down to talk to them again. "It's strange that Tobney is not sitting with you."
Comora leaned back to look at the table where Tobney was sitting. The young man was sitting at another table next to his date. She was the daughter of one of the richest men in the universe who owned several companies. Vegeta set up the date between Tobney and the man's daughter.
Gohan could still remember how Tobney entered Vegeta's office several days ago…
*** Three days ago ***
"What is this about?" Tobney whispered as he glanced at the half-saiyan.
"I don't know." Gohan walked to Vegeta's desk. "I was told to fetch you because he wants to speak to you." The half-saiyan let his finger hover above the button that would active the call. "Are you ready?" He asked.
"Will I ever be?" Tobney muttered. Gohan smiled in response before pressing the button. Tobney slowly lowered his body into a kneeling position while the computer showed a black screen. A few seconds later Vegeta's face appeared on the computer screen.
"Ah, Tobney." Vegeta's voice sounded as if he was surprised to find Tobney in his office. "I want to talk to you." He did not wait for Tobney to say anything. "The day after my arrival, there will be an event to celebrate the ten-year-anniversary of my company." Vegeta explained.
Tobney nodded. He knew about the event. Gohan had been working on creating the whole damn thing for months. He often walked in the common room during the night only to find the half-saiyan still making calls or passed out on the couch with papers, charts of the ballroom and his dayplanner still scattered on the table and the couch.
"Lord Conno and his daughter will be attending the event. I want you to welcome them both and entertain his daughter during the event." Vegeta stated. Gohan raised an eyebrow. This was something he never heard before. Gohan was usually the one appointed to welcome guests. Tobney was not necessarily the best person to promote Vegeta's company.
"Me, sir?" Tobney asked, just as surprised as Gohan.
"Is it difficult for you to understand?" Vegeta asked impatiently.
"No, sir. I understand." Tobney responded quickly. "I have never done anything like that before."
"Exactly." Vegeta already seemed bored with this conversation. "It's time that you do. The boy will teach you how to be polite. They will arrive at three tomorrow. If you screw this up, you can kiss your newly acquired room goodbye."
"Yes, sir."
Vegeta turned to Gohan. "Boy. I expect everything to be ready for my arrival tomorrow."
Gohan nodded. "Yes, sir." He responded. Vegeta signed off without saying anything else. Gohan turned to Tobney. "What was that about?"
Tobney got up. "I was about to ask you the same thing." He said, looking entirely confused.
"I have no idea." Gohan looked at the computer screen that was now black. "He did not tell me anything about this."
**** Present time ****
Gohan had already been by that table. They seemed to be getting along. Tobney appeared to be having the time of his life, laughing loudly at something his date told him.
Comora shrugged. "It was about time." He stated.
"Time for what?" Gohan looked back to Comora.
"Kanda's father is a very influential man." Comora's red eyes studied the half-saiyan. "A treaty with Conno's company would be beneficial to our business."
Gohan's expression was entirely blank. "So?"
"So, if Conno's company and our company have something in common, something to connect our companies to each other, we could easily do business together." Comora explained. The man noticed that Gohan was still looking confused and he could not help but laugh at the boy's naivety.
Gohan frowned thoughtfully. "So they want Kanda to be friends with some of the soldiers?" He asked curiously. "That won't be too difficult. She's nice enough."
"I think Lord Vegeta has something more than friendship on his mind." Comora sipped from his wine. "Just look at them." The man nodded to the table where Tobney was sitting. "Wouldn't they make a good couple?"
Gohan looked over at Comora. "What?"
"We certainly think so. Lord Vegeta and I." Comora showed a satisfied smirk when Tobney whispered something in Kanda's ear and she laughed in response.
"I don't think Tobney is interested in Kanda." Gohan muttered as his thoughts went back to the pillow fight Solarus and Tobney had yesterday.
Comora shrugged. "He might be after a while. It doesn't really matter anyway." He stated. "The plan is already in motion." The man excused himself and got up from his chair. Gohan stepped back to give him some room. Comora stepped closer to Gohan. "You're not allowed to tell Tobney about our plans. That's an order. Do you understand me?" He stated in a softer but also stern voice.
"Yes, sir." Gohan responded, feeling as if he was betraying his friend.
"Good." Comora's gaze ran over the half-saiyan's appearance. "Now, show that smile of yours off and keep interacting with those girls. You're growing up, kid. Vegeta's little apprentice has already caught the eyes of several different potential business partners." Comora patted on Gohan's shoulder before turning away from the half-saiyan and moving to the entrance of the large room.
Gohan felt dazed as he watched Comora walk away. What did the man just imply? Gohan looked over at the large table in the front of the room. Stirania and Vegeta were leaning over to each other, speaking in soft voices.
The Saiyan prince caught Gohan's gaze and he raised an eyebrow at the boy. Get to work, he seemed to say. Gohan lowered his gaze and turned away from his master. He couldn't let this distract him. He would straight out ask Vegeta about it later. This must have been a misunderstanding.
The half-saiyan managed to push the worries to the back of his mind as he got back to greeting and entertaining the guests.
A couple of hours later, Gohan assumed a position in a darker corner of the room. He knew exactly who was performing now. When he was still planning this event, he went on a brief mission with the Suta Team. At the time he needed a couple of young women to perform a few more grown-up songs and he asked his comrades if they could mention some of the slaves they liked.
The first name every single one of his comrades mentioned was a young woman nineteen years in the making and at the time, Gohan had laughed and put her down on the list immediately. When he approached her, she refused at first. She always refused the tasks her masters tried to give her.
Sianna was her name and she told Gohan to get lost when he first tried to persuade her. That was until Gohan threatened that he would invite her on a mission with the Suta Team. The young woman went with the Suta Team whenever Vegeta decided that she was getting too sassy.
After this she agreed to it and now she appeared on the stage. She was to perform two songs together with two others. Sianna was a decent singer. She wasn't good but she could sing in tune with the music. Therefore, she was more of a background singer and one of the other slaves took the lead position.
Gohan watched as they performed their first song. Most conversations stopped and the eyes of most single and taken men were on the three young women. This was not necessarily because of their singing, but more because of the size of their dresses.
Sianna was supposed to be a background singer, so Gohan was surprised when she went for the microphone in the middle. The three women smiled as the music started and they unclasped the bands of their dresses. Dropping the knee-length dress on the ground, Sianna revealed a shorter shimmery purple dress. This dress only went down to half her thighs and Gohan could not help his gaze, which moved to her legs as she stepped out of the dress and grabbed the microphone.
Sianna moved the microphone closer to her mouth and she started signing:
"The minute you walked in the joint. I could see you were a man of distinction.
A real big spender.
Good looking, so refined.
Say wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my mind."
Sianna moved her head back when the music interrupted her sentences and she moved her body sensually as the music guided her performance.
"Hey big spender." Sianna's gaze landed on Gohan and the half-saiyan held his breath for a moment. She moved up her hand and she used her finger to beckon him. "Spend a little time with me." Gohan met her gaze and he sent her a smirk.
Sianna continued her song. Her voice seemed to hypnotize the entire room. Gohan did not know how she did it and why she was suddenly trying so hard. She hated it when women were sexualized and now she was moving her body in an almost erotic way.
Gohan blinked when he realized that she was being way too obedient. She was doing what he wanted her to do. That couldn't be good. Gohan watched as Sianna made her way off the stage. Her gaze met his once more but she looked away quickly.
Gohan's mouth was dry. Crap. The boy turned to leave the room but a group of slaves was standing in the doorway. They grinned innocently and Gohan realized that he was trapped. Damn it.
Gohan turned back to the stage and noticed that Sianna was already very close to him. As she continued to sing her song, she reached him and she sent him a flirtatious smile.
"The minute you walked in the joint." When the music interrupted her words she grabbed his shoulder and used him as leverage so she could bent her back backwards and toss her hair back. In one swift movement and in sync with the music she stood up straight and her face was only inches from his, her hair falling down her shoulders. "I could see you were a man of distinction. A real big spender."
"Good looking, So refined. Say wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my mind." Gohan crossed his arms over each other and hoped he wasn't blushing while Sianna leaned against his side. The boy took a deep breath to calm his annoyance when she bent through her knees and moved up, purposely brushing her behind against his leg. "So let me get right to the point."
She circled around him. "I don't pop my cork for every man I see." Sianna reached out and draped an arm over his shoulders. "Hey big spender." She yelled before she released him. The young woman smacked on his behind before she started walking away. "Spend a little time with me."
Gohan's mouth was wide open. He was frozen in his spot. He was not used to being treated like that. He could feel his cheeks heat up. A couple of laughs from Vegeta's side of the room and the Suta Team table caught his attention and only made him even angrier.
Sianna did not look at him as she finished her song but at the end she caught his gaze and she grinned brightly. Her sensual behavior was gone entirely and now she just looked like a child who got exactly what she wanted. The young woman bowed and even though she was supposed to bow for the audience, Gohan had a feeling that it was just for him. Touché.
Oh, he was going to get back at her for this.
Once the dinner was over, Gohan entered the slave quarters where most slaves were still waiting for the party to be over so that they could have their own supper.
The half-saiyan made his way to the young woman who was sitting near the corner of the room. She and her friends were talking and she looked up when she noticed him. Sianna started to smile but this smile faltered when Gohan reached down, grabbed her arm and hoisted her up. He pulled her away from her friends and shoved her so that she was forced to stumble back.
"What was that?" Gohan snarled at her.
Sianna was taken aback by his anger for a moment but she recovered quickly and resumed to smile that annoying smile. "What? You wanted me to be feminine. You know, shake my hips and look pretty." She said, repeating what he told her to do before the performance. "Was I pretty enough for you, huh? Did I move sensually enough? Did I play the part of a woman well?"
Gohan sighed. "Okay. Fine. That wasn't nice of me to say but you were being impossible." He admitted. "But you didn't have to go and do this. I organized this event and you've completely embarrassed me."
"What do you care what they think? They're just a group of stuck up rich people." Sianna replied. "Or are you more concerned with what all those beautiful girls you danced with will think of you?"
Gohan's expression changed somewhat. "If I didn't know better I would think you were jealous."
Sianna shook her head. "Don't make this about me." She said, dodging the question. "Two years ago you would have laughed this off. You wouldn't have cared about those stupid people."
"Those people are in business with lord Vegeta. I need to make a good impression on them." Gohan said, raising his voice. "I'm not a child anymore. I can't do the things that I did back then."
"You're seventeen!" Sianna exclaimed. "You're a baby! Stop pretending to be something you're not."
"I can have you whipped for this!" Gohan threatened as he stepped closer. "I only need to give the order and it will be done. Don't test me."
Sianna sent him an apprehensive glance. "Gohan. It was just a joke." She muttered.
"I'm not laughing." Gohan hissed in response.
The entire room was quiet. The slaves all exchanged glances but nobody dared to say anything.
"Gohan." Dende stepped inside the room. "What is going on?" He felt his friend's distress so he decided to check up on him and when he entered the room he noticed the icy silence. "Is this about the prank?"
Gohan's gaze immediately landed on Dende. "You knew about this?"
"It was joke. Payback for how you've been treating us." Dende replied as he stepped closer.
The half-saiyan frowned. "What do you mean?"
"You've been a tyrant, Gohan." One of the slaves replied as he got up. "Ever since we started preparing for this event we've been working our butts off. You made us practice every free hour of the day and you kept rejecting our performances and telling us to practice again and again."
"We already had to do our regular work and we spent our nights practicing the performances." Another girl said as she looked up at Gohan.
"You made us do five dress rehearsals until deep in the night. Some of us only had an hour to sleep before they had to get up again."
Gohan looked around when others slaves uttered their complaints. He hadn't noticed how he'd been behaving. He just wanted the event to be perfect.
"We figured you would be able to take a joke." Dende said. "You never hated pulling pranks on others so we thought you would be able to laugh it off."
The half-saiyan placed a hand on his forehead and sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize. I just wanted the show to be perfect." He said as he looked up. "But why did nobody tell me how I was behaving?"
Sianna shrugged. "They were scared." She answered truthfully. "You can quite intimidating when you want to be."
"And we wanted to do well." A girl from the pleasure quarters added. "You've been doing a lot to make the life for the slaves here better. We wanted to help you, but at one point we just couldn't even get your approval anymore."
Gohan was silent for a moment. "Next time just hit me or something." He said, sounding tired. "Honestly, I don't want to be like that. This event was important to lord Vegeta and it was important for our company. I wanted do to good, just like you guys."
"And it turned out perfect." Dende stepped closer. "You haven't lost anything. It's not like lord Vegeta is going to fire you, even if you wanted to." He said, earning a smile from the half-saiyan. "And those big and powerful warriors aren't going to stop trading with Vegeta because you have a playful relationship with the servants here."
Rolling his eyes, Gohan agreed with Dende. He beckoned for them to follow him. "Let's just forget about it. Come on. Follow me. I have surprise for you all." He said before he turned away from them and started walking.
The slaves curiously followed him to one of the large dining rooms. There a large table was standing in the middle of the room. The long table was littered with different kinds of food and drinks. It was still warm and the delicious smell made the mouths of the hungry slaves water.
"Go ahead." Gohan said as he motioned to the table. "This is your reward for your hard work." He grinned at them all because he was so excited for them.
Many slaves now looked awfully uncomfortable. Sianna sighed as she stared at the table. "Oh Gohan." She muttered.
"Forget about it. You guys must be hungry. What are you waiting for?" Gohan said as he stepped aside and motioned to the brightly lit room. Servants were still placing plates with food on the table and it did not take the slaves long to run inside and grab the plastic plates that were stacked up on a separate table.
They would have to sit on the ground because there weren't enough chairs but they did not mind at all. Most slaves were accustomed to a small meal in the dark kitchen before going to bed with a still empty stomach.
Sianna grabbed Gohan's wrist and pulled him aside. She looked up at him. "You were preparing this?" She asked softly.
Gohan shrugged. "I know it's not normal but I wanted to repay you guys."
Sianna's expression changed and she leaned closer to kiss him on his cheek. Her smile brightened when she noticed the blushes on his cheek. "Thank you." She stated before she walked to the table and went to grab her own plate.
Gohan watched her go for a moment. The half-saiyan crossed his arms over each other to stop them from shaking.
"You should tell her how you feel." Tobney appeared next to the half-saiyan.
Gohan glanced sideways. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh come on, Gohan. You two have been circling each other since that first kiss." Tobney responded as he turned to Gohan. "The sexual tension is so great it can light up the entire ship."
The half-saiyan shook his head and turned away from the brightly lit room. He started walking away but Tobney followed him. "Besides, you're growing up. She's growing up. I always had a feeling that she was waiting for you to mature, you know."
"Tobney! Honestly! You're taking this way too far." Gohan responded in an annoyed shout.
"Someone is sensitive about this topic." Tobney said innocently.
The half-saiyan rolled his eyes. "Whatever you're seeing, it's not there."
"I know things like this. I can read minds."
"And I know how to close mine so you can't see it."
"Yes, now. But you couldn't back then."
Gohan frowned a little. "What does everyone have with the past today." He complained as he placed his hand against the scanner of his quarters. "What about you? How was your date?"
Tobney shrugged as he followed Gohan inside. "It was fine. She's nice." She replied. "No sparks though. I don't think I'm going to meet her again."
"You don't think so?" Gohan asked.
Tobney shook his head. "Lord Vegeta told me he wants to meet me tomorrow to talk about the evening I had with her. Do you have any idea why he's so interested?" He asked, sending Gohan a curious glance.
Gohan slowly shook his head. "I have no idea." He lied, lowering his gaze so Tobney could not make eye-contact. The half-saiyan may be able to close off his mind from his psychic friend, but Tobney could still easily see in someone's eyes if that person was lying or not.
Tobney shrugged. "Okay. I'll find out tomorrow, I guess. Bleh, I hate that I have to answer to that guy." The man let out a sigh. "I'm off to bed. I need sleep before meeting the big bad wolf. Good night."
"Good night." Gohan watched his friend walk to his room. The young warrior placed a hand on his forehead. He decided to go to bed too. All these worries would be around tomorrow and there was nothing he could do about them tonight anyway.
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"You are really out of shape."
Tobney grinned as he applied pressure on Gohan's back. The half-saiyan let out a groan of pain. He could feel the muscles in his legs straining painfully against the stretch. Flexibility was important when it came to fighting because Gohan should be able to make any sort of move in order to protect his body from harm.
"Okay. Okay." Gohan gasped when Tobney's boot pushed down on his tailbone. "I'm done. I'm done."
Comora knelt down next to the half-saiyan. "I don't think so. This might teach you not to neglect your stretching." The man looked up at Tobney. "Push him all the way down." He ordered before standing up.
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The young warrior looked up at his friend. "How did your meeting with Vegeta go?"
Tobney made a face. "We spoke about the party yesterday and about Kanda. He did not seem happy when I said I wasn't planning on seeing her again." The man stretched his arms while he spoke. "He asked me to take her to dinner once more. Something about her father being away and Kanda being left all alone for an entire night." The man let his arms drop to his side and shrugged. "I said I would take her. She's nice enough so it can't hurt."
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Comora placed his hands on his hips. "I want you to talk to Tobney. Don't tell him about our plans but try to help him see that Kanda is the perfect girl for him."
"I'd rather stay out of this, sir." Gohan said uneasily. The half-saiyan had been watching the match until now searching for a time and place to jump in but he turned his attention to Comora fully.
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"Not so tough now, are you? It's time someone showed you your place." The soldier growled before he pushed Sianna down on the ground. Getting on top of her, he handed out a few more punches for good measure, leaving the young woman with her hands on her face to protect her head.
Sianna felt his hands on her body and she was about to move down her own arms to hit him again when the soldier get off of her. The slave opened her eyes and looked up. The soldier didn't get off of her body voluntarily. He was dragged up.
Vegeta pushed the soldier aside. The second-class warrior knelt down immediately. "Lord Vegeta." He stated in greeting. The second-class soldier lowered his eyes to the ground. "I was just…"
"You were just damaging my property." Vegeta finished the sentence for him. "Now why did you think was a good idea?"
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"General Gohan!" The soldier saluted when he was close enough. The man's gaze briefly went to Solarus but at the sight of the silver neckless around her neck and the tattoo on her palm he turned back to Gohan and ignored the female slave.
"What is it?" Gohan asked.
"Lord Vegeta requests your presence in the control room. There's a problem, sir."
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