Hidden Agenda

A/N: Question answering time: Mew- He addresses her as his female because he desires her as his mate. Of course he won't admit to it because you saw Vegeta's reaction to it. (Except you'll see below more reasons)

The pregnancy question, ah yes with all the 'fun' these two have had. Though its a bit one sided, no Kakarot is aware of that issue, but don't worry hes got a plan *wink*

Love the reviews Hope this chapter doesn't disappoint :D

It had been nearly a month since that day she saw her. Chi-Chi's self-pity and wallowing evaporated quickly as she was training harder and faster like never before, a particular arrangement had made her strength increased almost two-fold since that time as Bulma was already required to begin upgrading the gravity room to meet the Prince's growing demands.

Chi-Chi's mouth was grit tightly as she stood in a chamber of fifty times earth's gravity or five times Vegeta-sei's. Her body was in pain, the stress was causing her bones and muscles serious harm, the human body just wasn't capable of handling such extremes so rapidly. Fortunately, a rejuvenation prototype was also being developed allowing her access to its 'testing' thanks again to her friend her strength was steadily increasing, but even still while her strength increased those around her did not remain idle. Chi-Chi's power might be topping over five thousand according to a scouter but she was still leagues below Kakarot and Vegeta. When she made a step forward they took a leap, when her progress slowed they continued to grow in strength.

"Come on! You aren't going to just lay down on me." She yelled at herself as she pulled herself up from her knees. The strain evident on her face, the pain wasn't even a problem. It was her own anger at herself, she was failing… She coughed as she slipped slightly and landed on her knee. It was so frustrating that she wasn't getting stronger… She finally had a way out, a chance to escape and free herself.

The best part was, there was nothing Kakarot would be able to do about it.

Raditz had given her a proposition back in the training room, there was a way out. An escape for a slave, every few months there would be a slave brawl. An opportunity for anyone to free themselves from servitude, the only catch was it had to be done in combat.

"That's right!" She could almost hear Raditz again as he explained it to her. "All you have to do is fight and win, in this little game the winner is granted freedom. You would no longer be bound to my little brother. You would be a free servant of Vegeta-sei and he would be bound by law to not touch you without your consent. Although, it's not just so easy to have this happen, we call it 'Fists Of Fury' if you win this little spat you can possibly go home." He was smirking as he was looking down at her, he wanted her gone simply because she was a weak human.

Chi-Chi managed to push herself to her feet, the pressure she was under was immense as she still had her legs buckling and trembling. It had only been several hours and already she was losing her ability to stay focused, it had been non-stop since she found out. Not one day of rest, except for when she collapsed and was placed in the rejuvenation tank by Bulma. I-I can keep going!

Her hands raising her hand up she began to charge her energy into her palms creating a blue orb that wobbled just as her legs were, the bots programmed by Bulma to be ki reflectors and simulate attacks that were always unpredictable where in their formation. She'd been hit five times now because she wasn't fast enough, but she was going to try again. She wasn't going to let a few failures stop her, with a strained grunt she threw it at the bots, watching as it bounced from each of the shiny bots that flashed and directed the ball around her, they moved in a slow formation as the blast rocketed from one to the other.

Her eyes flipping around to keep up with it until it finally shot out from her side, she jumped upwards the blast hitting the ground where she was and it went back into the air, reflecting off another bot and straight into her hip which sent her slamming into the wall. Her body screamed in pain as she felt the burning of her skin underneath her training clothes.

She was still so weak, as Bulma had told her Vegeta trained with almost fifteen of these at a hundred times gravity. Just how strong were these saiyans?

Shaking her head, she pushed herself back to all fours. Sweat ran down from her forehead along with a line of blood from where her head had slammed into the wall. Try again! She told herself firing another blast towards the bots…

"But this great opportunity does have a price. You see my old man doesn't like you, it's no secret. He hates how Kakarot was parading around with you as if you were his mate. Now my old man will pay for your entrance,"

She was hit again, and floated upwards for a moment before crashing into the ground. Raditz words were still a reminder as there was a kicker, the deciding factor that made Chi-Chi not agree or not disagree until she was sure or if she was even capable of doing this.

"This is a fight to the death, you will have to kill or be killed. Win every match and you go home, lose one you die. Either way my old man wins, so what do you say it's not a bad deal right?"

So that would have to be it, the very notion she would have to kill someone else for her freedom? She didn't want too, but she had too. "Don't I?" She thought aloud as she managed to make her way towards the console, it had been enough for a single day. She was already at the breaking point, going any harder might cost her more time to train. Her body was completely shredded, clothes as well, she'd probably fall into a rejuvenation tank for an hour before going back and start preparing dinner.

As she pushed the disengage button she was left wondering… what would she do when the moment came. After all she had already accepted, not that Kakarot didn't know, well he wouldn't until today.

[***]

Standing in the training room by himself he was waiting for his old man. He had called him out here for a spar for no reason and completely out of character. His lips contorted into a scowl as he could only wonder just what exactly this was about, Bardock was smart, crafty, and not a bad fighter. He ran a purge team for years until his mate required him helping out around the butcher's shop she ran. His old man could still put up one hell of a fight, he fought people far stronger than himself and just never seemed to go down.

Whatever the reasons he and his father disagreed and bickered about, he still gave some respect to his old man. Even still, his dad was up to something. For the past month, Chi-Chi had begun to act strange and his Brother had stopped by the other day to tell him to meet Bardock here. Apparently, there was going to be some delicious news that he wished he could share with him.

He didn't have to dwell upon his thoughts for much longer as Bardock came in from the side, surprisingly Raditz had joined him. It was a male gathering moment, and it only put Kakarot's mood even more on edge than it already was. His older brother was grinning, and that alone already put him on edge, something was clearly up.

"Boy, you're probably wondering why I called you here." Bardock said plainly cracking his neck. While his son was an idiot, he didn't believe that meant in regards to his ability to understand and catch onto circumstances that were clearly designed to be suspicious. He could already guess that his boy had some of his gears turning.

His eyes shifted to his dad and to his brother. "I'm wondering but now I'm getting more concerned. What did you do?" He said barely keeping his gaze on either for long.

Radtiz laughed and scratched his chin, "You want to tell him or me pops? I don't care either way. His reaction is going to be priceless." He couldn't hold back his snickering though he was on guard, his little brother was more emotional than most saiyans.

Bardock rolled his eyes, "I'm going to just say it boy, I entered her in the Fists of Fury contest. She did so willingly I did not force her," The older saiyan watched the expression on his sons' face slowly change. It wasn't unexpected but then again, Kakarot always liked force it was just natural.

He grappled with his fists, both of them locked together fingers interlaced as Kakarot tried to shove into his father, but even if Kakarot was a first class his father had been one before and wasn't so easily overpowered. Eyes unrepentant with anger shined as his teeth were grit tightly. "You!" he shouted as his arms tried to wrench his father's fingers to the side but his old man kept himself locked in position his expression not even changing. "You went behind my back?"

Bardock slammed his forehead into his son's face making him loosen his grip enough to drive a kick into his hip but he was countered as an arm grabbed onto the ankle and spun him around before throwing him into a wall. He pushed off as his son's fist imbedded just where his face was leaving him wide open to a knee to the stomach.

Kakarot's body was rocked again as another elbow crashed down on his neck. He landed on the ground but pushed to the side dodging the next attack to then drive his shoulder into his father. Both rolled over one another on the ground as the other grabbed each one around the throat. "Fucking bastard," He ground out as fingers dug into his neck.

His father's face was going slightly red but he kept composed. "Either she'll be worthy of being on this planet and free to make her own decisions, or she'll die for being weak. I fail to see how this makes me a bastard." His son broke away as Raditz came in from behind and swung for his head, although weaker he could still land one or two good blows and weaken him more than he needed.

"Come on brother are you seriously telling me that a little sex toy means that much to you?" He swung halfheartedly as he wanted to keep his defenses up, his father was going to be the one fighting him, he was just here to keep the playing field tipped to one side. His.

Roaring angrily, he swung his leg but only nicked his brother on the side of the leg allowing him to slam both fists into his chest and put another ten feet between them, enough space for his old man to hit him from behind and knock his face into the dirt.

Kakarot spun upwards his feet rounding about to give himself breathing space which it did and he jumped backwards hitting the wall only to explode off of it with a scream before slamming his fist into his father's blocked forearms. He feinted for a kick only to come back around with his fist and catch him flush in the face causing blood and spit to escape as Bardock took a half spin.

Raditz jumped back in, charging a ki attack and fired two quick blasts at his little brother who batted them away. "Made yah look!" He chuckled, giving Kakarot a second to feel his father slam a fist back into his face. The blow rattled him as his father continued hitting him several more times before he swung up his leg and caught him in the elbow knocking his attacks off. He stumbled for a few seconds only to be hit from behind.

"Miss me?" His brother chuckled only to not react fast enough and his Brother's face slammed into his forehead. He would've gone again but Bardock was already on him, the duo colliding with one another but not able to gain a sure advantage. Bardock's age and rust was holding him back but Raditz kept interference up not allowing his brother to keep going all out.

Breaking for a moment they panted, Kakarot's eyes still filled with anger. "You had no right to interfere, she's mine! No one else can take her from me!"

"Listen to yourself boy," his father snapped, "She's just a slave, she may have looks but she is nothing. You can never sire offspring with her so why are you fighting this so hard?" He spat and rubbed his scarred cheek with his wristband. It truly had been awhile since he had a good fight, even if it was his son it was still enjoyable though not the kind of fight he enjoyed. Too many emotions, and not enough fun.

Raditz couldn't stop himself, he loved seeing his little brother get pissed off. "You trying to lower yourself brother? I mean she's got a nice ass, slapped it a few times got enough of-"

"SILENCE-!" He roared, his foot slamming down into the floor, Kakarot snorted through his nose as he wanted to rip his brother's head off. He didn't know if he was joking or not but no other male had any right to touch his female.

For so long he'd been mocked because he just wasn't a dominate male, he didn't want to be a heavy pursuer of females. He just wanted one to be his, sire a few little boys and continue his job. However, fate decided to only mock him as when pushed too hard by a female he was courting he nearly tore her neck off. He had no middle ground!

For all his strength, and discipline he just could not satisfy his own kind, he was ridiculed, mocked, and dismissed outright by many other females as defective. For two years he never got to even enjoy time with them, no of course not. That would be too much effort fucking wasted. Kakarot deserved a proper mate, and he was so fed up with everything that he decided to hell with trying to find one on this planet. He'd take an opportunity when presented to find a female suitable all for him. One that he could find not only attractive but with a fighting spirit to match his own.

He had found that with Chi-Chi, she was a perfect little morsel. Untainted, pure, and all his for the taking, it didn't matter what her views of him would be, she'd eventually come to accept him in time. He was giving Chi-Chi a perfect opportunity, she could get stronger and be a proper mate. He was sick of dealing with his own kind, tired of trying to be everything that didn't come naturally to him. He could dominate Chi-Chi and make her submit to him, but it didn't destroy her. She got back up every single time, she never took his shit and fought him at every turn she could.

It was why he had chosen her.

"What is wrong with you son? A mere sl-"

"She's my female! She will be my mate!" He shouted, the force of his voice echoing all around. The joking face of his older brother fell, and the look on his father's face was one of sheer disappointment. Perhaps he had suspected but only convinced himself that it wasn't true. But his son had said it, not out of spite but of anger.

Bardock spat on the ground as he looked at his youngest son. "So you want to shame yourself? Shame me and your mother? Is that what you are going to do boy?"

"Shame for what? Finding a female that I enjoy?"

Bardock gave him a shake of his head, a scowl of his lips. Where had he gone wrong? Truly he'd failed as a father, "You had no problems with Cherri did you not? I heard you and she were quite a vocal pair," That rutting had given him hope that his son had finally started to come back around. That he was just having fun with the slave he had, that maybe he needed something to build his confidence back up. Though now he wished that both of them had been in heat, had Cherri been impregnated it would've been fine. A legacy would be secure, even if she was a 2nd class there were never enough high ranking females to meet the demand. Kakarot's chances had dwindled since killing one, but there would be no shame in a union like this.

Growling in aggravation, "I was taking black the entire night, I only saw my female, I didn't see her and it was probably why I fucked that desperate female because she was drenched in my woman's scent."

"She's not a woman, she's a weak slave, there is nothing to offer you except a nice pair of legs, lips, and the occasional fuck." Bardock braced as his son's fist collided with his forearm, the blow shaking the very ground as he saw the enraged snarl across Kakarot's lips. "You're pathetic boy."

Both swung, each other's fist landed in the other's cheek, the imprint as the two males glared at one another. One hated the other for daring to mock his desire, and the other because he was filled with loathing. They both rained blows down upon the other, Kakrot's gut was shoved backwards only to watch his father's head snap around. A fist crashed down into the back of his neck but his head fired upwards upper cutting him the with back of his skull right on his chin.

Both reared backwards before pulling their hands back and firing their fists forward, the knuckles connected as they shoved against the other. "I do what I want, with who I want."

Bardock scowled as he glared into his son's eyes, "Well when you become the Legendary you can do whatever you want. But you are nothing compared to him, and you are not stronger than the royal family. So pray tell how will you do what you-!" He shoved forwards throwing Kakarot's arm out of the way and hit him square in the face. "-Want when you are just nothing but a first class!" Kakarot stumbled backwards, blood flowing from his nose as his hand's shook.

"Stronger, that's all I need to get."

Raditz laughed coming up behind him. "Stronger? Yeah right, you can't even beat the old man easily, you have strength but no real experience. Vegeta thrashed me and you without breaking a sweat and here you think you'll be stronger than him?" He grinned, "Get real little brother."

Kakarot grinded his teeth together, "I guess you two know everything, right? That I the foolish saiyan know little because I like my human's tight wet cunt as opposed to the ragged female whores on this planet?" His hair vibrated slightly as he let his own ki aura surround him, "You should know that when I went on my purging mission I learned some valuable things." He said as his white aura slowly became a light blue. His eyes snapped to his father, "For one, did you know that you can suppress your ki?" He looked back at his brother who gave him a confused reaction.

The little brother grinned, "No of course you wouldn't, and old man you are so rusty you can't even tell when someone isn't fighting you at their full strength." His father's expression shifted to confusion, "Yes I've been fighting you with restraint, because the Prince and royal family don't like it when their underlings get to strong and flaunt their growing strength. In our society where strength is everything, few people would ever step forward and challenge those who have power and those in power would remove any threat no matter how small." He righted himself as he flexed his arm, his aura completely engulfing it. "I may not be as strong as the Prince, but I'm stronger than you two." He moved both hands up to his forehead, "I also learned some nice little tricks from the planet where my female, was from," His words emphasizing his point that she was still his female. "Like some of their fighting techniques, it's nice when you can use the environment around you without your foe's knowing," He scowled, "SOLAR-! FLARE-!" He screamed as his hands unleashed the power of a flare from all three of Vegeta-sei's suns.

Both Raditz and Bardock clutched their faces leaving them vulnerable for a quick blow from Kakarot who used the easily given knocking Raditz into the wall and his father into the floor his boot pressed down upon his old man's head, a satisfied smirk on his face as he reveled in the glow of his victory. "Now whose weak? OLD MAN?" He said grinding his foot down upon his head.

Kicking his father onto his back Kakarot looked down into eyes, His old man was hurting but not dead. He wasn't going to kill his father or his brother, but he was going to damn well let them know that he was indeed their better. "Remove your bid for her and let her remain with me."

His father grit his teeth, "No." He said defiantly, "If you want her to be seen as a mate, then she will win. If she doesn't than she is a weak and unworthy of being on this planet."

"I'm not asking," He said grinding his foot into his father's chest.

"The answer is still no-!" He growled as he felt one of his ribs break, but he stared into his son's face. "Afraid that she'll lose? Or that your so-called mate will leave you the second she wins? Not much of a female is she then boy?"

Kakrot snorted through his nose, that was his old man's game. He was more stubborn than he was, but there were always options, he had a little over a month until the little game began. Could he really have Chi-Chi win, but then she would refuse him… But she had certain loyalties, ones that he knew as he had sparse conversations with her about what she had felt she earned through all her hard work.

Removing his boot from his father he walked away, his arms crossing his chest uncaring if the two saiyans behind him were his family. They learned a lesson about him and he had to begin his new strategy for how he was going to keep Chi-Chi in his possession. The blue haired woman was a reason she wouldn't leave the planet that he was certain. She wouldn't abandon her friend to this planet and run away, but there had to be another weakness. One thing that would keep a pure woman like her to remain no matter how low her opinion of him was. Then he stopped as a realization spread over his lips into a cruel twisted grin.

Family, a child or offspring. It was one of her earthling desires to be a mother and have a loving child. She can't keep a child, but what if she can't leave it behind. No matter how low of me she might feel she would never be able to flee with me having her flesh and blood at my side. He licked his lips, oh he was prepared… so prepared. His father thought this would remove his problem? Oh no, this was just going to make his victory all the sweeter.

He headed back to his quarters, no doubt Chi-Chi would be back there by now. He had quite a bit to inform her about… although some things would be kept until later. After all when two beings fought, saving your best strike for the perfect opportunity would be his best chance.

A/N: Shall we say plot device? *smirking face*

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