A little story I came up with just for you as a Christmas present! No worry, I'm upgrading it daily and will finish it before new year! So, have fun reading it! My present for you (^_^) here it goes!
Sincerely yours,
Red C
The Day I Met You
Unexpected MeetingHe watched his surroundings and decided it would be quick. He would be finished in about twenty minutes, until then his stomach would be very hungry and he could finally enjoy some sleep. It was about damn time that he got his deserved vacation! Ten planets, thirteen stars and some moons just for fun in one week! He was tired, he was alone, he was sexually getting frustrated and on top of that he was starving! And a starving warrior was worse than a woman going into labor. And he knew what he was talking about, since his mother forced him to help her in the hospital for some time when he was smaller. Why she did this he still didn't know and he didn't really care either. His mother was sensitive and very weak for a sayajin woman – but still, she was his mother. And because she liked to – unbelievable that this urge even existed inside of her – help others, her destiny was a sudden death as some fighters had the nerve to attack Planet Vegeta. Well, sooner or later something like that just had to happen, but that wasn't important now. At least not anymore.
Scanning through the clearing of the forest he smirked and lifted himself up in the air. Real quick, just like he assumed it would be. Positioning himself very high in the atmosphere he looked at the planet for real this time. Sad, sad…he said to himself. It looked quite peaceful; there was a lot of food running around. It really looked like the perfect place to just…hang out for a while before destroying it! But no, his mission was clear: Destroy fast, return, new mission and the fun starts from the very first beginning! Growling he wished he wouldn't be just a low class fighter and had the opportunity and the power to blow Freezer's head up like an air-bag. Puff and gone! But no…he was a low class fighter due to the status of his father and had to finish those kinds of boring missions. No real fights, no fun, no nothing…Damn it! He knew he was stronger than his status. He even knew he had the potential to be even a fourth rang fighter and yet he just was…taking too much time thinking about things he should not think about. Oh well, her goes nothing.
Sighing in frustration as if he was supposed to finish a mere homework he lifted his hand and formed a bluish glowing energy ball, which dramatically radiated into a big, big round ball, just ready to bore itself right into the surface of the planet until it could hit the core and blow everything up in seconds. In his head he already added one more planet to his list before he send his energy attack to its aim…to which it definitely would have gone to, weren't it for those skinny little arms that pushed his body forcefully higher into the air. Quite surprised about the sudden attack – why the hell wasn't he able to feel someone coming? – the warrior shoot the ball into space and looked really pissed about the intrusion to….a young girl? Now that was something new, for sure. He smirked an evil smile…Maybe his sexual frustration was about to get some attention after all?
"Hey, you!" The girl screamed and took him out of his not so proper thoughts. "What are you doing there?" But the only answer she got was an even wider smile from the strange man in front of her who…did he just inched himself nearer to her? "Are you deaf? I wanted to know what you want!" She yelled again and added some angry fire balls which she directly pointed to his chest. As he vanished behind a cloud of smoke she smiled, because she knew nobody would suspect a girl like her to have such powers. But as she saw the man standing right there again, nothing changed in his behavior or his expression; her smile faded away. Just what in the world was that thing? "Tststs…" The warrior lamely stated as he waved his index finger in front of her small nose. "Not very nice of you to disturb me, is it?" That being sad he vanished before her eyes and reappeared right behind her, his chest touching her back. And before she could react and turnaround or even leave, his fist was brought down to her head and he knocked her out instantly. He licked his lips as he looked at her closely. Nice figure, black hair, long legs….and those round things she had were just….He couldn't help but smirk evilly.
"Radditz!" An angry voice suddenly ringed inside of his ear and he cursed in his head before he answered, the girl still in his arms. "My prince?" he sent his baritone voice threw the transmitter on his neck. "You are taking too long. Come back immediately and finish what you were doing…" Radditz growled low as he heard the last mumbled words of his so called prince: "Typical low class fighter…" How he hated that arrogant bastard for his, well….arrogance!
Forming his energy ball again he shot him – this time without any further intrusions – right to the middle point of earth. It took only thirty seconds for the world to explode, and him a third to enter his capsule and leave – with the girl still beside him.
To be exact: he forgot he was even having her in her arms. He sighed as a sudden drowsiness overcame him. So he found himself a new slave, he supposed. His brother would be angry, but he didn't care. Radditz wasn't fond of sharing anything with his brother. It was enough that they shared the same blood…and that was the biggest disgrace in his life. His brother was just like his mother used to be – Radditz curled his nose – he was….nice. What a disgusting character! If it wouldn't have been for the head injury he got when he was little! Since then Kakarott was…different. Still loved to fight, but with a – as it was said – slight difference…
Kakarott sneezed while taking off his wet clothes he just wore for training. Oh well, he in fact did train more than ever today – and sweated additionally more -, specializing himself in the new technique he just learned from a prisoner who apparently grew to like him – although he was a sajayin and just his guard and on top of that not even allowed to use any fighting skills as he was not sent to missions. He was just a nobody, living on this planet, doing what he was told and fighting for himself. As long as he was getting something to eat and was not disturbed and had somebody to spare once in a while he was happy enough. He sneezed again before he jumped humming into a little bathtub he heated up minutes before. Maybe I'm getting sick? Or somebody's talking bad behind my back? He thought to himself but shrugged it off. What did his father always say? "Don't concern yourself with other peoples businesses."
"May I wash your back, master?" A voice suddenly spoke behind him and a little boy looked at Kakarott with big round eyes. Kakarott smiled his best smile at the young boy and shook his head. "No need, little one. And don't call me master, please! How often did I tell you to just call me Kakarott?" The boy hopped back, scared and pressed his chin against his chest as he looked down forcefully. "S-sorry, m-master!" Kakarott sighed. He really didn't want to sound angry, it was just, that he obviously had a given talent to sound angry…maybe that was the sayajin blood inside of him? He stood up, covered his lower half with a towel and ruffled the little boy's head affectingly as he passed him. "Don't worry, Taka. Take your time." With that said he walked inside the kitchen and looked for his food. Taka, blushing, walked behind him and sat down and just watched. Why was this guy so different? No idea, but as long as this guy's brother wasn't near Taka had no need to fear anything…
"Kakarott!" A familiar voice suddenly roared though the whole house and Taka's face grew as pale as the slave-clothing he was wearing. Speak of the devil…Kakarott, with his mouth extremely full – he looked like a squirrel – gazed at the direction his brother was talking from. He was back already? Didn't take him long…maybe he got an urgent mission he had to go to? "You can leave, Taka." He said with a warming expression to the little boy whose body shook in fear. When his brother sounded like that he knew there was something fishy going on. And Taka knew too…Smart boy, only ten, lost his tail and parents in a fight. Now he wasn't considered sayajin anymore and became a slave. Sad little thing...Kakarott turned his head to the entrance again. Radditz came in with something hanging around his shoulder. Weird, Kakarott thought. The thing his brother was carrying moved. To be exact, it talked too!
"What the hell are you doing! You gruff bastard! Let me down! Did you hear me? Let me down! NOW!" Radditz growled and threw the thing – now Kakarott just recognized that it was a young girl probably his age – on the floor and kicked her in her stomach to shut her up. Kakarott looked kind of shocked. What was his brother doing? Looking at him with narrowed eyes – he was kind of feeling angry all of a sudden – he asked nonverbal what this was all about. "Yours. " Radditz dryly stated and shoved four apples into his mouth at once. Drooling and chewing, it took him only seconds before he spoke again. "I thought she could be fun, but she's talking too much. You can kill her afterwards; I thought you would like the talkative type…"
"You…bastard!" The woman on the floor spat to his feet and earned another kick that threw her against the nearest wall. Radditz ignored her again. "Where's the brat? I'm hungry!" He yelled but stopped as his transmitter was peeping like crazy and a loud voice screamed into his sensitive ear. "Radditz! Come here now, or I swear I'm going to cut your tail off and choke you with it!" Radditz snarled at the command but turned around anyway, mumbling words Kakarott couldn't hear. He was holding the girl in his arms and watched her over. She looked beat. He would ask Taka to treat her wounds later…"Kakarott!" Radditz yelled again and looked at his little brother who only watched him with a hateful expression; Radditz ignored it perfectly like anything else. "What?" Kakarott spat out.
"Did you apply for being a warrior already?" His brother wanted to know. He just sounded like father when he did that. It was getting on Kakarott's nerves. He was doing what he thought was right. And he certainly didn't want to destroy planets for this monster Freezer. "No…" he answered truthfully and watched how Radditz bared his teeth and left him again.
"Taka!" Kakarott yelled for the little boy who appeared immediately with some bandages in his hands. Kakarott smiled at the boy before he looked the woman over again. She looked nice and still had a stubborn touch in her face. "Is she going to die?" The small boy wanted to know as he clutched his clothes while he watched Kakarott – he dressed himself up before – cleaning the cuts on the woman's arms. She had bruises everywhere Kakarott noticed sadly but smiled at the boy. "Don't worry. She's going to be fine." Taka sighed at this information and sent Kakarott a small and shy smile.
"You should go to bed, Taka. I'll watch her." The man said to the boy and received a nod. But when he was alone with the girl he frowned. Somehow she looked like any ordinary sayajin woman…but she was not, clearly. She had no tail. Why was Radditz bringing her? It was strange…his brother never brought any "souvenirs". So why her? Maybe it was an accident. Or maybe his brother wasn't thinking at the moment. Kakarott's stomach growled and he patted it. "Time for a snack!" He chirped and left her alone.
