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Chapter
2: A Little Help
Vegeta swam through the fog that drowned his brain, he heard voices. Distant voices, a man and a woman arguing. Over him. The pain intensified, and he sunk back into the dark dreamless fog.
He felt someone touching his forehead. Gently wiping it with a cool cloth. He sighed, and with great effort, opened one eye. The other wouldn't move. He looked up into the face of a young woman. Her skin was lightly tanned, her hair the color of a soft cloud. And her eyes were as green as any forest he'd ever seen. He tried to speak, but he could only make a small squeak. 'How embarrassing' he thought.
She smiled down at him then put a finger to her lips in a shushing motion, and shook her head. She picked up a small cup and lifted his head just enough for him to swallow.
It was cold and lightly sweet. It felt wonderful on his parched throat. He had no more than gotten it swallowed when the blissful darkness began to overtake him again. Her lovely face faded from view.
He awoke. It was dimly lit in the room, but he could make out a window on the far side. Small amounts of sunlight peeked in through the cracks of the drapes. With great effort he turned his head to look around. His eyes fell on a small figure, curled up in a chair across the room. Its gold eyes opened to stare inquisitively at him for a moment, then it stretched and jumped down, disappearing through a doorway.
Moments later a woman entered the room. She was dressed in flowing gowns, her pale gold hair wrapped neatly around her head.
"So, you are awake at last." She pulled the sheets up and gently checked the bandages that bound his broken ribs. "We were afraid that you were beyond any help we could give you. You were in a terrible accident. I can't say I even understand how you lived at all. Don't try to speak yet. You should be able to in another day or so, but it will be awhile before you feel like moving around. We've been giving you medicine, it's a drink made from the sap of a Yuno tree. It will speed up your recovery. As you get better, it wont make you sleepy when you drink it." She poured a small glass of the green liquid and helped him raise his head. "Here, I think you can drink a larger amount today."
He drank the sweet liquid, wondering who she was. Where he was.
This routine went on for several days. He mostly saw the woman who spoke to him. She gave him annoying progress reports on his health. It was taking way to long for him to heal, and he was becoming increasingly more agitated. But ever so often, the young woman he had first seen, would come in and sit beside him, gently changing his bandages or washing the exposed parts of his body with a cool cloth that smelled like the liquid he drank. But she never spoke a word. Only smiled that ridiculous sweet smile.
Finally, he awoke and found that he could see clearly, and didn't hurt as bad. He looked down feeling something on his stomach. He looked into the gold eyes of the little black creature that had been keeping watch of him for the past few days. It yawned lazily, exposing small white fangs, then twitched its whiskered nose at him. He could have sworn it was smiling at him.
"How do you feel today, young prince?" he looked around, but saw no one.
"Who said that? Show yourself!"
Laughter, "I did silly."
He looked at the animal. The voice didn't come to his ears, it echoed in his mind.
"What are you? My guard?" he sneered.
More soft laughter. "Heavens no. I am your guardian. I watched over you while you slept, alerting my mistress if you became distressed or awakened."
"And just who is your mistress. That woman who keeps medicating me to death?" he complained.
"No, that is the Queen. Lady Vero. My mistress is the princess Myst."
So, he was being taken care of by the royal family themselves. Well, it was only befitting someone of his status. He looked at his bandaged body. He still had all his limbs it seemed.
"You are progressing nicely."
"I can see that for myself fur ball. Now get off my stomach before I turn you into a rug." He growled.
The little creature sniffed indifferently and hopped down. "I will summon my lady for you." He left the room.
Vegeta fidgeted. Angry at himself for being so helpless. Never had he felt so inept. Letting himself be shot down by pirates was bad enough, but now he was being taken care of by women on some backwater world. He sat up with some difficulty, propping himself up on his pillows.
The young woman walked into the room, her smile turned to a frown as she saw him sitting up in bed. She shook her head.
"Don't start on me woman. I'm gonna get out of this bed as soon as possible and get off this stupid planet of yours."
She sat down next to him, ignoring his outburst, and looked at his arm. "You are healing well young prince. But don't go getting ahead of yourself." She said. "You almost died in that crash, and even a Saiyajin needs time to heal from those kind of wounds."
"So, you know who I am."
"Oh, yes. Lord Vegeta. Your reputation is well known throughout this sector. Even here, on this backwater world, as you so eloquently put it."
He scowled at her, his most menacing look. She smiled back at him. Her eyes glinted in the dim light. Her long white hair flowed around her. She was quite beautiful, he thought for a moment.
"Will you stop that! I don't need your coddling woman. I just want to get up." He sat forward, but was amazed when she gently pushed him back down into the pillows.
"You are not healed well enough yet. If you stand, you could bleed to death inside."
"I could turn you to dust in my sleep woman." He threatened.
She smiled lightly, but showed no fear. "Yes, you could. I have heard of your awesome power."
"Then why don't you show the proper respect and fear?"
"I respect you my lord. But I do not fear you." She looked into his black eyes.
"You would if you had any sense."
She laughed.
"Oh shut up woman. You irritated me." He sighed.
"Now that is a first for me."
"What? That your irritating?"
"No, I've never been told to shut up before." She cocked her head at him as if he weren't getting the punch line of a joke.
It suddenly dawned on him that the whole time they had been conversing, she hadn't been actually speaking to him. "You're a telepath."
"Actually no. I've never been able to speak, but I've never been able to communicate with another human before. Only animals, like Ja." She looked at him for a long thoughtful moment. "It must have something to do with your tail."
He frowned, "Are you saying I'm an animal."
She looked shocked. "Heavens no, my lord. I've never seen a Saiyan before, but from what I can tell, you are physically no different from a human save your tail. That must be it because no one else has ever been able to hear me."
"Lucky me."
She smiled sadly. "I'll try not to disturb you then. I was just so excited to actually be able to talk to someone, I just didn't think you'd mind." She stood to leave. "Ja will stay with you as always. If you need anything he will let me know."
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