Royalty and Poison

A/N: I rushed this out tonight, cause... I don't know! Appreciate the reviews guys, I'm stokin the fire i'm sure with this chapter just a weee bit. Don't worry the next one will be a headache *Pun intended*

Vegeta sat down in his royal quarters for a feast, bringing his ravenous appetite to the surface, though unlike many of his counterparts he did manage a level of decorum. Not much, but some, he spooned in helpings of rice, meat, and this new gravy concoction with sautéed vegetables. It was quite frankly delicious, he'd not experienced a taste like this and it only got better as he watched the black haired harpy bring out another tray of smoked meats and a bottle of another substance in black. He glanced at it and then to her, "It's spicy soy sauce." She said taking a small drop from the bottle and placing it on her finger before putting it in her mouth. Showing him clearly that she wasn't going to poison him he grabbed the bottle and covered his food with it before beginning to eat.

You're welcome, Asshole. Chi-Chi thought as she watched Vegeta eat. The arrangement was better suited for her, or perhaps it was a punishment for Kakarot. Vegeta had her two days, two whole days and she'd done nothing but cook and work out in his room, though his living conditions were almost pure luxury. She'd never felt a softer bed, though she had to share it with Bulma. That was fine with her of course she wasn't kidding when she was woken up after four hours to start making his meal, there was little edgewise in his daily routine that she couldn't get used too.

Cook meal at 4am, cook lunch at 12, cook dinner by 7, be cleaned washed, and in Bulma's bed by midnight. That was all she did, of course the dishes were also done by her but that was hardly a problem. She usually finished everything within 3 hours giving her some time to herself. Though she probably had lost some needed time to train, Vegeta never touched her once. He mocked her and said he didn't understand something which he put: "How can Kakarot bed an ugly woman like you is beyond me." She didn't offer a retort, he did the same thing to Bulma and knew it was his only amusement at times was seeing her get frustrated and shout at him, but that didn't mean she wasn't threatened, he had flashed one hand at her the night they had returned and very calmly and coldly told Bulma. Two weeks, if it's not done by then I will blast her body into pieces, then to get busy for her time had already started.

Bulma had been working quite hard on everything, the small lab adjacent to Vegeta's area with begrudging dedication, she barely stopped to eat, working on caffeine mostly to keep her focus she had already began to assemble a small reactor built to manipulate the gravity and create a barrier that enclosed it within a certain space. Of course, building it was one thing, testing it was another, so she would have to have the small training room retrofitted and pressurized which wasn't too hard as she wouldn't have the tools to do that but Vegeta could have it done with his assets.

So long as she kept working on his devices there wouldn't be any problems. The time table of two weeks was only there to keep her focused solely on her job, which she did quite well. Though from where she was now she saw the drastic differences in power, she had wholly thought Kakarot was one of the most powerful beings on the planet which wasn't true. Vegeta was several times stronger than him, she had managed to find a scouter that the prince had just left in his main quarters.

Vegeta was well aware of everything that was going on, he wasn't foolish enough to trust both of these new slaves alone. His room was bugged with listening devices.

One might question his reasons but Vegeta never underestimated an opponent, and any gains he could use against someone he would. If the women had allies, or maybe they were planning something he would know. Of course, he wouldn't act immediately, he would learn anything and everything before he crushed them.

So far, this arrangement had nothing to show, his blue haired woman had kept up her work ethics sharing maybe a few customary greetings with the black-haired wench but nothing changed. She kept working with diligence, while the other one was quite the cook. He had to admit her planet had some fine tastes in food and she could prepare food that would give his father's royal cooks a run for their money. He drenched his next helping of food with gravy, his spoon shoveling in each bite as he kept eating. It was damn good!

He watched as Chi-Chi went back to begin cleaning up the dishes, her hands covered by some gloves as to not make her skin to wet so that it caused problems with her training.

She was quite peculiar about that, Vegeta could muse slightly as she would spend upwards of a quarter of the day training. Building up her strength with a dedication that everyday increased, she was already adapted to the planet's gravity in no short order. Her power level was only a thousand a few days ago, it had already increased to around seventeen hundred. He would have to remind Kakarot to not let her off the leash, she was getting stronger and if she caused any problems it might incite others to do the same.

The balance of power on his planet was one where slaves would not be stronger than saiyans. If slaves began to rise too much in power it would cause greater conflict. He eyed Chi-Chi without drawing her attention, she could be a problem with that, a slave that could rise with power would cause others to possibly do the same. That would mean unrest, lower productivity, less coffers and so on. If she got much stronger and could rival a first class- unlikely as it was- there would be a rift. He enjoyed battles but a war was a fools way of diplomacy, it was why the Kold empire died away, they wanted a war with the saiyan race and paid for it.

That drew his thoughts too another topic, Kakarot while eager to get his wench back had yet to get the approval from Vegeta. More so for punishment for disrespecting him the other day, but he had told him that Leocht had sought out Chi-Chi. That crazy fucking woman who had Broly's favor… god's she would always cause trouble when the prince didn't need it. Sometimes that woman was helpful other times he was just aggravation, she could see the future but spoke in damn tongues at times because it didn't make any sense.

"Knowing your future prince, would you change who you are now? Are you unsure of yourself that you ask me? I've seen your fate and you will be bound to someone you can't have, but you will fight endless to keep it. Hiding away with a son you don't want but refuse to let go. I tell you Vegeta because your fate will not change, my words will not sway someone like you. You believe in yourself and no matter how what fate I have seen for you I cannot change that. For her… I can, but do I say who? Will you slay her because of it?" Her voice ends off laughter until suddenly she stops as her eyes become a brilliant gold. "Do not hate her, do not mistreat her, she acts out of desperation not because of you. She will love you but they will not, they fear she will transform you and you will destroy your people. Please forgive her, please do not hate her, for on that day you will be tested as will all your people. On that day, I see… I will see…" She stops the brilliant gold ending and she falls backwards her body slumps against the couch unconscious.

He asked Broly if she ever spoke plainly the legendary smirked and shook his head, "Where would the fun in that be?" Broly's smirking face shifts slightly as he looks to Leocht who is out cold and his smirk fades to neutral expression. " But she does see the future Vegeta, apparently it's not a good one. When she gets overwhelmed like that it's going to be bad. Now remove yourself I need to put her to bed." Both were useless, leaving him to have to deal with his own problems that he did not intend to do so regardless of her words. Though she had caused him a great deal of stress as Light had said 'she' meaning a female would cause his problems. It caused him to be more apprehensive when dealing with his potential mates, the damn future seer making him more untrustworthy because of what she had said.

Some might question why but Leocht had been spared all of the royalty's wrath on the day she told Vegeta of the assassination attempt on his father's life: King Vegeta. Broly wasn't even on the planet at the time so it was no conspiracy, she appeared in Vegeta's quarters one evening and told him of the new Neo-Barguo empire's advisor long held a grudge against the saiyan empire after they lost a great deal of holdings thanks to the fall of the Kold's. She said, "For in the night, a man with a drop of death will come. He will not see it, for in its finest cup shall he be undone."

Vegeta asked her why she told him this, and if she had anything to do with it of course. Leocht only smiled and sat there, she said nothing else leaving Vegeta irate but that evening Vegeta saw the man slip into his father's room. With blood on his mind Vegeta followed and saw what the man had planned, placing a tasteless poison that would kill anyone who drank it inside his father's cup.

Needless to say Vegeta tore the man too pieces, and brought his head to his father who brought down hell upon the remaining advisors from that court. The crazed woman who saw the future, knew everything that would happen and pushed Vegeta to act. Yet wouldn't he have followed the damn advisor anyway when he slinked away from the party? Would he not have noticed him before or were her words just a ploy to make him think he wouldn't have? It was frustrating but that was Leocht. Only a freak like her could be a match for a freak like Broly.

Vegeta was lost in his own thoughts when Bulma threw open the door to Vegeta's quarters. "Well just so you know you're royal princelyness I am all done with the reactor." She exclaimed with a proud smirk on her face, the prince glared at her.

"Woman you forget your place by insulting my title." He warned her with a growl but her confidence wasn't shaken.

"When you call me by my freaking name I will return the favor." She said with an equal growl leaving the Prince to only snort, "Once you have the room proofed as I specified I'll install the reactor and it should be only three or four more days." She exhaled taking her long blue hair out of her messy bun so it didn't interfere with her work. She looked over towards Chi-Chi who gave her a smile and gestured to eat, she'd been on her about eating more so that she could keep her strength up since she was burning quite a few calories every day. Her figure was damn near perfect, if she had more sleep and not on an alien world owned by a warrior Prince she'd be rocking a skin tight dress and showing off in all her vanity.

She took a seat at the table and slowly cut into her own food with a bowl of rice and small portions barely a tenth of what Vegeta put away, the bastard had a rock solid figure with more muscles than she thought a man could have. Under different circumstances she'd find him attractive but his cold exterior and her lack of freedom wasn't helping that type of relationship.

"Wench, I will admit your talents at cooking are adequate." Vegeta grunted as he spooned the rest of the pot into his mouth.

She gave him a look, but kept her thoughts to herself. She wasn't going to have any shouting matches with the prince. Of course, Vegeta enjoyed tormenting both of them, just Bulma he found more entertaining.

"Kakarot will come and get you tomorrow, I suggest you find something nice to wear from my quarters." Vegeta's voice making her stop and look back at his grin. "Oh, the idiot has some plans for you, tell me harpy…" He trailed off as crossed his arms over his chest, "Has Kakarot ever taken you to experience the night life of our world?"

Chi-Chi took a moment to pause as she registered what he was saying, "Are you saying he's taking me on a date?"

Vegeta laughed, "I don't know what a date is, but I'm interested to see how you will make it through a saiyan night of drinking poison."

Chi-Chi looked to Bulma who didn't know what he was referring to, the prince noticed her confusion and decided to fan a little more fire, "Not literal poison, but afterwards it will feel like it. Now go make yourself look presentable, no woman leaves my quarters looking as ugly as you do." He snorted before getting up and going to his personal area leaving the small main area uncomfortably quiet.

Chi-Chi's hand gripped tighter at her sides as she took a moment to breathe. "I'm not scared," Chi-Chi said as Bulma wanted to say something but found her words of encouragement gone. "I will make it through this. It's just one more… one more thing I have to suffer through."

[***]

Suffering, a form of mental and physical stress wasn't it. Where a person deals with hardships that are brought on by another individual. That's what she once believed it meant, but oh no Kakarot had taken her to a whole new level. Wearing a violet dress, though she would use the term loosely because it was saiyan design, it was akin to a dress but didn't flow but lightly clipped to your frame. Her hair was in a high popping ponytail, that had grown because of its length now hung just above her shoulder blades. Her shoes were lighter and more comfortable boots that just had opened tops exposing half the foot, attached to both of her arms were two black bands linked with a silver braids between each other.

Kakarot was wearing his regular light armor that had only one shoulder lock, and was marked clearly from an old battle but polished for display. His blue training garb underneath was common save he had none under his top just for his pants.

Where she was, she wasn't sure, but it would be called a nightclub in an earth term but it was complete hell for her. The music was primal, drums and beating were pounding with a heavy bass. The lights danced and flashed all sorts of hues, several floors of dancing platforms existed with all manner of saiyan women apparently in the mood to 'rut' as Kakarot put it. Meaning they were here to just find a proper to male to fuck, other males with battle worn armor, and visible scars were there as well, unlike flaunting ones physique ones battle history and scars measured on par with physical attractiveness.

He watched as several rowdy saiyan women were apparently enjoying themselves, all their black hair was hanging off from their heads, tails interconnected as they danced shoulder to shoulder, their hips and bodies pumping with every single beat. Each one pulled up a small vial and drank it before becoming even more wild. Their screams rising in almost pleasure as they grabbed at their faces, their tails rising up together.

"Heh, nice show but I felt nothing. They'll all have to do better to attract a 1st class."

Kakarot was sitting next to her, his arm wrapped around her shoulder, his hand idly fondling her breast with soft touches. He'd apparently placed an order and was waiting for food or something else as he was watching everything unfold in front of him. Some other races were here, but only a few were participating in the 'festivities' as she could only surmise they were sex slaves with their lack of clothing and completely lewd dancing for men and a few women.

"Why do women desire other women as slaves," She asked plainly trying to just ignore everything, if she was going to be here she'd get some damn questions answered. "Wouldn't it be the other way around?"

Kakarot chuckled leaning in to breathe in her scent, "Women are easier to deal with, submissive for most other races. Males are rebellious, jealous, and easier to be led astray. Most female saiyans also wouldn't bed another male of another race," He said, his fingers moving up to stroke her long black hair. Fuck he had missed everything about her, so many days without her to warm his bed, or her cooking. Tonight, he was going to make up for all of it in spades.

"Why is it beneath them, unlike you men?" She said with a bit of annoyance.

"No, because a saiyan woman would break a weak man in half, male saiyans don't like breaking their toys and females break much less often." He purred moving to softly kiss at the nape of her neck, "Tell me… did you humans have alcohol?" Her hair trickled free from his fingers as he asked her a question.

Would it matter if she answered yes or no? She wasn't one to partake of it, she may have drank wine from time to time but she was not a alcohol drinker. "Yes, but I wasn't one for it." She could feel him grin against her neck as his lips softly nipped at her skin.

"Hmm well you will enjoy what I have planned then." He said looking up as a small horned creature that maybe was up to waist approached holding a large tray and set it down on his table and then left without even so much as a word.

Chi-Chi noticed food, but it was far less than he would eat. Eight small bottles each with a seal on them were also arrayed on the tray, one with a varying color, red, blue, green, white, and a mixture of the two. Kakarot sat upwards as it arrived, an eager grin on his face as he pulled up one of the white vials and popped it off. "Let's start our evening right," He said gesturing the small vial to her.

She glanced at him and to the vial, "I'm not drinking that. I don't know what you think you're going to accomplish but I'm not going to get plastered for your entertainment and dance like one of those whores out there." She crossed her arms and he only snickered, he pulled it up to his lips and drank it down. She watched his face and muscles contract tightly as his whole-body grit, his mouth let a hiss escape before settling back down. He looked much more relaxed and shrugged his shoulders.

"I will suggest you drink the next one, otherwise… I'll force something worse down your throat." He added with a sharp glare as he popped another top of a white vial and handed it to her. "This is white poison, nice and easy for a little girl like you."

Chi-Chi growled snatching it from him, with only a glance at him she pulled it up to her lips and let it slide down her throat. It was a punch of electricity through her nerves, she felt the world light up. Her body shook as her hands locked up tightly as she fell backwards, the world turned into a dancing rainbow of colors as she felt her whole body shake with tingling pleasure. Several moments later it vanished and she was left breathless against the leather booth she was in with Kakarot.

She had to be blushing as her face felt so warm, she turned to look at Kakarot who had a satisfied smirk on his face. "I see you liked that?"

She wanted to tell him to go to hell, that it wasn't that good. But fuck if she couldn't even speak. She was still mildly limp from the effects and her muscles felt like jelly. "Wha…that?" She gurgled out as Kakarot leaned over her. His presence making her body feel electrified instead of repulsed. "No-" She said as he pressed his lips down over hers, instead of Kakarot's tongue she felt something slide down her throat. He had poured something in his mouth and had just let her drink it, his hands wrapped around her pulling her chest up into his own, her fingers smoothed down and over his arms, they clenched feeling more intense as the male atop her kissed her. She moaned as her mouth was feeling as if it was an orgasm in her own body, his hands made her body grow hotter and wetter. Kakarot's face became a wash of colors, his smell made her heart beat faster.

She clenched tighter as warmth engulfed her nerves. It was overwhelming and she was incapable of feeling anything more than just him. "Mmm-nooo" She managed as the feeling dissipated for a moment, though the effects were evident as she held onto him as if she would never let go. Her body had shifted she was in his lap, on her knees pressing into him. When had she done that? Her lips were moving against his own, not guided by him. She was now kissing him! Stopping was difficult, she didn't want the feeling to end as she pulled away but only to breathe before she fisted her hands into his hair and kissed him again, the poison was still on his tongue and she wanted more. She needed more!

"That's my female," He purred as he smoothed down the top of her dress, her breasts were aching to be touched, her nipples were hard and erect, a common effect of drinking poison. It was pleasure in liquid form, it diluted the mind to only send signals of pleasure. Of course, she was only tasting white, with a little dab of green on his tongue. It was best enjoyed orally but one could feel its effects more when over bare skin. His hand grabbed a vial of green, only a portion used he pushed Chi-Chi up as she groaned, putty in his hands as he brought more into his mouth swirling it over his tongue before applying it to her skin.

Chi-Chi squeezed his forearms as his tongue swirled over her nipple, the feeling making her thighs soak and her chest ache for more. Of course, he sensed this and pulled back, "Nooo…" She half whined and half cried out. She never felt anything so intense and it was driving her wild, her body was just becoming an ocean of unthought pleasure. Even his roughness only created pleasure, his teeth made her gasp, his tongue made her shudder and his fingers caused her to go limp all at once.

He continued moving across her skin and each second her pleasure only increased until she was heaving over him with violet tremors in her body. Loving every single scream of her body while his tongue was feeling an equally intense sensation, though not nearly as affected by everything as she was.

It went until she finally came, a soundless scream as she fell against Kakarot's shoulder in deep almost sobbing gasps. There was nothing to compare what she was going through, it was beyond description. "You haven't even had the good stuff yet and you're reacting like this." His husky voice said sliding back up her dress over her shoulders. He then laid back with his legs dangling off the edge Chi-Chi's shaking body clinging to him.

"Wha…that… it… I…" She spoke as the world began to become less euphoria and more reality but only enough for her to focus on Kakarot's face. His smirking features weren't turning her away she was getting more aroused.

He saw the look in her eyes, no doubt poison was having its effect on her, the woman clearly didn't have the bodily reactions to keep herself in check. It had a mild effect on him but she was acting as if she had swallowed a blue or a taste of black. He didn't want to give her more than red tonight, that might make her comatose with pleasure. He could only have a taste of black, it was pure ecstasy in liquid form. He'd regretted a few nights after imbibing that saiyan made hell. "I have more? Do you want it?" He purred as she brought her hands around his neck.

She struggled to think, she had to focus! Closing her eyes she could feel his pulse through his clothes, the heat of his cock against her dress. The tail idly stroking her thigh left her able to feel every single hair on it. "No." She gasped as she felt a few specs of clarity, "That…That is wrong." She said only hearing Kakarot's roaring laugher. It was hard to focus hard to ignore the burning arousal in her core, the scent of the food could be tasted on her lips and inside her mind she was already eating it. What in the hell had he done to her?

"Wrong? Oh no, why would it be wrong…" He chuckled his hand grabbing the blue one, oh she will be feisty, I suppose a drop will do. His sick grin spread as Chi-Chi's eyes went wide and shook her head. She couldn't move her body it was refusing to leave his. "Each level of poison is five times stronger than the previous. White is your starting level, it's children or an appetizer level." He said popping off the top of the blue much to Chi-Chi's horror. She knew she couldn't have another taste of that. "You have your easier colors, pink, yellow, then green. That was a sample I gave you before it was quite good. Meaning you drank almost 100 whites with just that little slosh, it felt great. Next you have red, purple, and blue. Now Of course with so many levels it might be easy to lose track, but it's not, because," He showed her the small vial with a small printing on the side, a small thumb print of black ink was on the back of his blue bottle. "The blacker you see the more potent the bottle is. Of course, black itself can kill a saiyan if imbibed in great enough quantity."

She didn't want to know this she didn't care too, "Blue is the second most potent, it is equivalent to 25 of those greens you managed a sample of." His sick grin spread further, "Now," He placed a small drop on his tongue. "Gimme your lips." She pressed them together and tried to roll to the side but it only trapped her beneath him. He grinned as he leaned down and pressed his tongue against her lips. "Oh yes… it doesn't need to be swallowed. Skin contact around your cunt, breasts and lips are just as effective." Her eyes went wide as she felt just warmth from her lips and it spread through her body. Her mouth fell open as Kakarot grabbed something else from the table.

He swirled it around. "Now don't worry my female, this will only allow you to move around, the sensations will remain but being a mass of limp muscles isn't what this night is about. Its your night home with me and I'm going to let you experience it a life other races can't even dream about."

He pressed the small vile to her lips and down it went. She couldn't stop him even if she wanted…

The night faded into colors and sounds as Kakarot was in a great mood ordered his poison, "Three drops of black!" He knew he shouldn't but the euphoria had him, the night was only beginning… It was just the morning would be hell….

[***]

Kakarot woke up, his head felt it was absolutely smashed with a planet breaking punch by Vegeta. He opened one eye, fortunately he was in his own room, secondly, he saw Chi-Chi's face pressed against his right arm. His tail coiled around her waist, though as he laid there he heard purring. "Fuck… me" He groaned in complete misery, his left arm was occupied as well, a small mess of short black hair, his eyes locked down upon a small saiyan female. She was sleeping against him, nude as his own female, her tail wrapped around his waist. He also recognized her face except it was a satisfied smile on her lips as the stench wafted over him.

"Cherri… what are you doing in my bed?"

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P.S. I know i'm a jerk.