A/N: I'm back dear readers! Here's part 14.

A word of warning: There are crude words and content that may offend some people. Meaning: foul words and sexual content. So if you're a minor or you hate these things, please do not read.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except a few DBZ Mangas, DVDS, cards and a toy Vegeta. And this idea.

Danger in our midst

Vegeta was making some bit of progress; already he could feel a small but steady flow of ki within him. It was enough for him to put up a decent fight if the need to defend himself ever presented itself, it was definitely enough for him to fly as well; though not at a speed he would have preferred. The problem was the lack of space to try anything out.

He was about done with his usual routine of push-ups when he felt another ki approaching the room.

Ch! Raditz.

Stepping into the room, Raditz closed the door shut behind him. He raised an eyebrow as he took in the sight of her; this wasn't a sight he was expecting. He had not seen a female train since Vegeta-sei, most women would rather doll themselves up with powder and whatnots. "What are you doing, push-ups?"

"No, I'm trying to kiss the goddamn floor, but my arms kept pushing me back up. Of course I'm doing push-ups, baka." Vegeta hissed his answer, as he resumed. 53, 54... 55..

That made Raditz hiss as well, growling as his tail bristle. "Watch your words, woman. You still owe me one for that head-butt stunt you pulled, you're lucky I didn't collect on that" his tail swayed agitatedly by his side as he glared at the female in front of him. She's got some gall, Kakarotto wasn't kidding.

Vegeta got to his feet, irritated that his training was interrupted. Crossing his arms, he glared at Raditz before he finally smirked. "What are you waiting for, I'm standing right here" he wrapped his tail around his waist as he tilted his head slightly to the side, watching Raditz from the corner of his eye.

Why that… Raditz was beside himself, barely five minutes in this room and this female was already getting on his nerve and under his skin. No wonder Kakarotto went hunting across the galaxy after her, he would have too.

Raditz snickered. "You lack a sense for danger, don't you, woman? No wonder you needed baby-sitting from the big, strong guys".

Kakarotto had given him a summary of the fight between himself and her on Earth. A woman who could match Kakarotto in a fight? Impossible. Had Kakarotto not told him himself, Raditz would not have believed it. Looking at her now, Raditz still found it difficult to believe someone like her was capable of giving Kakarotto, a Saiyan no less, a hard time. It was more believable if someone had told him, she could win a fight against a soldier, but a Saiyan?

Vegeta's tail bristled. Baby-sit!? As if he needed Raditz of all people to look out for him, the mere thought of it was sufficient enough to make even his toes laugh. "Why would I need someone with the strength of a Saibaman to take care of me?"

Raditz was growling, his breathing quickened as he tried his darnest to calm himself. "Watch it, female". He spoke slowly, like a pressure cooker slowly releasing steam. "You're stepping on thin ice. I'll have you know I can easily have you kiss the floor" It was embarrassing to be this riled, but damn the female, she was not only getting under his skin; she was ruffling his fur.

"Hn. I'm still waiting" Vegeta still had that confident smirk on his face.

That did it. Raditz growled low as he crouched, his tail swaying behind him slowly as he set his eyes on the woman in front of him. Vegeta mirrored the same posture as he growled low as well, his own tail swaying behind him. It was a display of strength and dominance between two powers, a fight that did not usually result in an all-out attack.

Back on Vegeta-sei, it was common for a number of conflicts to be resolved with such 'fights'. Most commonly in a disagreement, a dispute between two of the same or opposite gender and sometimes between mates. If both parties refused to back down however, a brawl or an actual battle could take place. As was the case between Raditz and Vegeta, both males stubbornly held their ground.

A brawl quickly followed.

Hearing the commotion from outside; one of the guards immediately tapped onto his scouter, asking for assistance.

The hell!

Nappa rushed towards the room as quickly as he could, slamming the door wide open. He could not believe his eyes, the room was a mess! It was in a horrible state in fact, the bed was torn and shred; cotton and feather were scattered all over the room. Furniture and fixtures were either broken or overturned, some parts of the wall was missing its paint job. There would be a lot of explaining to do.

Still, nothing was nearly as messed up as the two figures he found on the floor.

Both Raditz and that neko girl had scratches and bite marks on them, puffed up tails, messy hair and light bruises. The part that had blown Nappa away however, was Raditz lying face down; flat on the floor with the neko girl sitting on his back, on top of him.

Nappa could not hold it in any longer, he burst out in laughter. "That's twice she got you!"

"Shut the fuck up! And get the hell off me!" Radtiz pushed himself up. Raditz growled as he stood upright again, indignantly he wrapped his tail around his waist. How the hell did that female… Fuck, Kakarotto wasn't kidding after all.

Vegeta smirked. The universe hadn't mattered, Raditz was always the same; predicable.

"You were supposed to escort her to the training hall, what the hell were you doing engaging her in a brawl?" Nappa turned over a chair, sitting heavily into it. "And losing too" Nappa started another round of snickering fits.

"Shut the hell up, Nappa!" Raditz kicked the chair off the ground; sending Nappa tumbling backwards, onto the floor. Nappa jumped back up immediately, glaring at Radiz as he did. Raditz returned the glare. Vegeta went in between them before another round of brawl could take place, giving them both a view of his side as he crossed his arms again.

"If you're both going to fight, then do it in the training hall. I'm not about to wait for you both" Having said so, Vegeta began walking towards the opened door. Relieved and grateful for the opportunity to train and leave the room.

He glared at the two soldiers posted outside his door, daring them to stop him as he casually walked out. They wisely kept their distance.

"Ah… Lord Raditz? Lord Nappa?" Both soldiers peeked in, unsure if they should stop her or sound the alarm.

"Back to your post, we got this. And get someone to clean up this mess"

"Yes sir" both soldiers immediately returned to their duties, with one of them tapping onto his scouter; requesting the clean up service.

Exiting the room, both Nappa and Raditz followed closely behind; watching her. Both men turned in sync, confusion dancing in their eyes when they realised she was leading them to the training hall. Not only that, she was heading in the right direction.

"Hey Raditz, what do you think?"

Raditz allowed a hint of a grin. "She's really something. Different"

"No, I mean… look. Don't you have this feeling, you seen that before?" Nappa was watching her with great interest.

"Keep your junk in your pants, Nappa"

"No, I get this feeling, like we've done this before. Seriously".

Giving in, Raditz finally took a serious look. "? Now that you mentioned it." Raditz fell back into a memory, walking down the same walkway. Nappa beside him, Kakarotto in front of him and beside his brother was… Immediately he shook it off. "Enough of that, she's just a neko female even if she's a capable one"

"Right. So... you think Kakarotto would ever share?" Nappa swiftly changed the subject.

"There's already a ladies room. Use that"

"Aww, but none of them have an ass and tail like that"

"That's true" Raditz started snickering along with Nappa.

Vegeta turned around immediately, shielding his back from their eyes; his tail bristled to three time its normal size. "Do not involve me in your tasteless chatters and keep your eyes to yourself!" he snarled at them, looking very harassed.

Both Nappa and Raditz laughed even harder.

It wasn't fair, it was freaking unfair: the injustice of it all! Why did she get all that special treatment!? Even the five whores in the harem weren't allowed this many privileges. Ayla scrubbed her already abused skin till her blood ran; it wasn't ever going to be enough to wash away everything that had happened. It would continue again tomorrow and many more until the day she died. Maybe it would have been better if she had died that day, maybe... looking at the razor as she picked it up... just let it end now.

"Leave it" a voice interrupted her thoughts. A soldier had made his presence known behind her.

"If you're here for a fuck, it's late already" A hand reached over hers, making her drop the razor back in its place. His hand rested over hers, a gentle touch; something she hadn't felt in awhile.

"Your death would accomplish nothing"

"What do you know, it's hell here already. I rather die than live another day like this" she snatched her hand back from him.

"Then live, so you can get out of here" She snorted at that. "Not all of us here are your enemies. Ayla, that's your name, isn't it?"

"You're not a friend either, what do you want?" she was sceptical, but had not quite dismissed his words as yet.

He reached closer to her. "Some of us want a change of power, Kakarotto and the other Saiyans had their share of power long enough". Ayla shivered. Was he suggesting treachery? He must be either brave, stupid or he had a death wish. "Think about it, Ayla. It's been five years now, do you want to see more of your friends become tributes to Kakarotto? Do you want them to share your fate? It's gone on long enough, your people have paid enough, don't you think? How much longer should this go on? And how many more must die until Kakarotto is satisfied?"

"Didn't your people fight alongside the Saiyans during the war? Why would you turn against them now?" It was too good to be true, she was almost afraid to believe it.

The soldier turned her around to face him. "Once we all had a common goal and dream, a world where none of us would be slaves to a tyrant. We may be free from Freeza's tyranny, but Kakarotto... he became the monster we fought" Ayla noticed the change in his expression. "He wasn't like this before... I thought... we thought he would be the ruler we could look up to... He has to be stopped"

"Give me one reason to trust you any more than I should trust Kakarotto..." steadfastly, she challenged his words; watching him for any signs of hesitation.

"My sister is here as well, she's part of his harem... I'm here for her as well as you. There's a group of us... and we want you in it as well" He hinted of more traitors in Kakarotto's army.

"I see... I want to believe you. Anything has to be better than this. But how will you fight, how will you win against them?"

"The other female that came with you, managed it. She was only one person then, and she managed to cripple Kakarotto. I'm sure we can as well with some careful planning. I intend to ask her, but I need your help" That made Ayla narrow her eyes; again it was about that woman.

"She managed it and got caught after a month anyway. Now she's living way better than your sister or any of us. You should know. But did you know she would do anything to secure her own freedom? She told us herself on our way here, she won't help us and she would expect us to do the same. You will not receive any help from her. She might endanger your plan instead. She's Kakarotto's pet right now after all". The soldier considered her words.

"That may or may not be true. We don't know for sure. She's also a prisoner, she might be on our side" He pointed out his reasons.

"And if your guess is wrong, you risk losing everything. All of you, maybe your sister as well might be sentenced to a traitor's death or worse"

"We all have to make sacrifices. Many warriors died during the war too, the fight for freedom won't be without bloodshed. I don't expect all of us to make it, but none of us want to live like this either. I don't think you want to either, tell me I'm wrong." He challenged her.

"Hn, you know you're not. Screw it. Fine, you've made your point. I still don't think you should involve her but I'll check which side of the fence she stands on. I'll need more time in the room with her; the guards at the door would be a problem and the cameras in there too"

He nodded. "I'll see what can be done. Thank you, Ayla. I better get back to the bunks, I'll see you again." He took her hand in his, touched his lips against her palm before he finally took his leave.

She watched him leave, if they succeed… would she dare hope they could, still it was nice to believe. It was something to live for, to look forward to. His plan however included that other woman, and that did not sit well with her.

It was unclear how or where her hatred came about, it made little sense to her as well. That woman wasn't to blame for her predicament, yet she hated her with a passion reserved for Kakarotto. Her life was ruined and she had lost everything. Someone had to take the blame and which better head to put the blame on than the woman who held Kakarotto's attention.

To be continued ~

Hi everyone, I was able to squeeze in some time for this chapter. It's very busy here, I can confirm there will not be an update for a week at least.

Just to answer some questions.

There will be more scenes from Vegeta's original universe. Goku and everyone back home have not forgotten him :)

A pregnancy seems rather cruel, I'm not sure if I'll be considering that even if he is capable of conceiving as he is right now. Well he is in a female body.

Lastly, I'm not sure if I would be writing a separate fic on the alternate universe on a scale like this one, but in case I don't, I have written a short tease relating to the Liberation War mentioned in chapter 9, called "Too human".

As always I hope you all enjoyed it. I hope to see you all again soon ~