Title: Two Guys, A Girl, and the Saiyan
Race
Author: Trunks_Girl
Chapter: 2, Power?!
Rating: PG
Author's notes: I hope you all enjoyed
my last chapter. Here is the next one (duh) and I hope you like it just as much
J
Disclaimer: I claim no
rights to Dragon Ball Z. I am writing this for non-profit so please don't sue
me.
Vegeta and Vegs walked into the tailor's room. A female Saiyan sat
writing things down. She saw Vegeta and threw herself on he ground. "Oh lord
Vegeta! What brings you here you majesty?" Vegs walked over to her and said
some things to her in sharp clicks and beeps. The lady looked scared out of her
wits and then said some things back. Vegs said some more things and stomped her
foot and then the lady got up off the ground and simply bowed to Vegeta. This
was an outrage. Vegeta walked over to Vegs and grabbed her arm. "What did you
say to her?!" he screamed in her face.
Vegs burst out into tears. "Ow!" she babbled. "Let go! You're
hurting me! Stop it!" Vegeta let go of her arm and the tears stopped and she
smiled. "Weak fool," she said. The tailor ran and hid under her desk. Heads
would be rolling soon and she wanted out!
Vegeta got angry then. "What do you mean?"
Vegs smiled. "You were planing on hurting me and then just like
that you let go," Vegs snapped her fingers. "You care about me or you wouldn't
have stopped. Or it's cause I'm a female and it's not polite to touch them
unless you're their mate,"
Vegeta stood there dumbfounded. "Bitch," he said. "If your not
nice to me I won't get this suit made for you!"
Vegs snarled. "Yes,"
"That's better,"
"Ma'am," she added. Vegeta turned to leave. "Ah!" She screeched. "Please!
No! I'll be good! I will! Promise!"
Vegeta came back. He looked at the tailor and the tailor looked at
Vegs. The tailor bowed. Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "What did you tell her
before? Is it kind of language only slaves know," he whispered to her.
"Yes, it is. I told her that she shouldn't have to get down on the
ground to a guy just because you're scared. Do what you think is enough. And I
promised to protect her,"
Vegeta shrugged. "I'll kill you," he told her smiling.
She winked. "No you won't. You tried several times back in your
room. I'm not stupid. I could feel you making the ball," Now it was Vegeta's
turn to snarl. "Anyway, here is what I basically want," Vegs told the tailor.
"I want what Vegeta's wearing only see the blue? I want that pink. And see the
gold? I want it silver, and oh, this is important, make sure that there isn't
so much spandex going up my butt! That is really annoying and oh! Vegeta! Can I
get one of those scouter things you got? I promise to polish it every day and
take really good care of it!"
Vegeta rolled his eyes. We don't get them here. You get them
next door!"
"Oh, okay then, scratch the scouter, but I want those shoulder
things cut off, they look tacky. Also from the look of them, they'd slow me
down,"
Vegeta looked at his shoulder pads. "You know what Vegs? They do
look tacky and do slow me down a bit. I want a suit made with them cut off
too,"
Vegs shoved her hand into her pocket and pulled out a few dozen
hundred dollar notes. "How much is it?" Vegeta looked at all the money and
almost fell over. "Where's you get the loot?!" he queried.
"Oh, my mum gave it too me. It's the reason I'm here now. See,
what happened, was my mum ran away just before I was born and she raised me in
the woods and no-one knew I existed. So she trained me and then about a year
ago some men came and killed my mum, but I was out at the time and my mum had
always told me about this secret place and when I went there was all this
money. Every day she's stashed a bit there, so when she died I would be okay
off,"
"Oh, okay,"
After they were done they went and bought scouters. Vegs got a
blue one. "See," cooed Vegs. "I'm getting the opposite of everything you get!
Isn't that the cutest?"
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Lets go get our new suits,"
Vegs was amazed. "They'll be ready already?"
"Yeah, they take about 3 minutes to make,"
"Unbelievable!" Vegs ran though the doors at an amazing speed. She
is very fast, I wonder how I'll tell dad that I want a female on the team. I'll
have to make it clear to all the other men she's mine, I mean, in my
protection…but she doesn't need me, not really, she could kick my butt easy, I
can tell. Man, I hate being weaker than anyone else! And to top it off, she's a
female! How degrading can you get? Vegeta really had to think about
allowing her on the team. The way she spoke to him, she really had him wrapped
around her little finger. And for some reason he just couldn't kill her. He
walked in slowly and by the time he got in there she was in her bra and undies
getting into the suit. Vegeta did a 180 out of there quick fast. Vegs got on
the rest of the suit and chased after him. "Hey! Hey Vegeta! Your suit is
ready!" she grabbed his arm and dragged him in there. "There!" she said
pointing to the wonderful suit. Vegeta picked it up. "Nice…" he waited. She
just stood there with her arms crossed and a frown plastered to her face.
"Well…?" he asked her.
"Oh! Yeah, I keep forgetting," Then she ran out of the room. "I'll
get my scouter!" She called over her shoulder.
Vegeta got into his suit and chased after her. "Oh, crap!" he
swore. "What if someone sees her? She'll get her ass kicked!" He slowed down as
he said that. He knew she wouldn't. He had some of the best fighters in the
world guarding his door and she beat them to a pulp. But then he got confused.
Saiyan's aren't usually the most caring species in the universe. And why was he
looking out for her and not caring what she said. Did he like her? No, he
couldn't. He met her less than an hour ago. He thought his head was going to
explode. He walked around a corner and five guys were surrounding Vegs. She
said something and pointed to one of the men. She threw back her head and
laughed. He swung her fist and she grabbed his arm and snapped it over her
knee. The guys backed out a little. Vegs looked at the guy whose arm she's
broken, said something to him, hugged him and then turned to the rest of the
guys said something else and they all came over and gave her a hug. Vegeta
scratched his head. How bazaar. One hit and she had them following her around
like sick little puppies. She looked at they guy who's arm she broken and took
his broken arm, pulled her shirt out of the bag, ripped off a part and made
some kind of sling. She's so kind… Vegeta thought. Then, this is the clincher
folks, the guy with the broken arm bowed to her and then, without putting his
back towards her, walked away. Vegeta walked up then. "How did you do that?" he
asked.
"Do what? She asked innocently.
"You know, everyone seems to respect you, or I don't know. It's
like I'm missing something. If I had of broken that guy's arm – and I wasn't a
Prince – they would of dog-plied on me…"
"I told him that if he wasn't so mean I could have been helpful.
The big guy said I was a female and I could help no-one. I got shitty and broke
his arm. They guys said it was amazing and I apologised for being so mean. I
guess they're not used to, well, it's a female secret,"
Vegeta nodded. Suddenly he got an idea, I stupid one but a good
one. "Go get the scouter by yourself,"
Vegs looked at him. "Well, if you want me too," Vegs walked into
the scouter room. A male Saiyan sat behind the counter. He looked at her and
then eyed her uniform and snorted.
"Who do you think you are girl?"
Vegs looked at him. "I came to pick up my scouter. It's that one,"
she said pointing to it.
He snorted again. "Really, and why should I give it to you?"
Vegs raised her Ki. "Because if you don't I'm gonna kick your ass!
And don't call me girl little boy or I'll hurt you more!"
The man tried to swing a punch and Vegs blocked it, grabbed it,
flipped him over the desk, onto his back, and stood on his stomach then spat at
him "I asked nicely! I wanted it and you are a big meanie! Now Gimmie the dam
scouter or I'll slam your face into that fucking wall!"
The man was quite surprised. Vegeta was hiding behind a wall. She
was impressive. We watched as the man hurried along and picked up her scouter.
His eyes grew wide as he read whom it was for. "Pl-please tell me that your
name is Vegeta," he winced.
Vegs looked at the package. "Yeah, but Prince Vegeta got
that for me. He's my…my…" she couldn't say friend, cause she hated the prick
but as she was thinking Vegeta came out from behind the wall.
"Mate," Vegeta said. The man behind the counter almost past out.
He had just tried to attack the Princes mate! He was as good as dead.
Vegeta stood beside Vegs. He looked at the package. "Try it on," he begged.
Vegs was kinda funny. Mate?! She screamed in her mind. MATE?!
I had trouble saying friend! I wouldn't be his mate if the rest of the Saiyan
race depended on it! Oh well, if it kept him form giving me more shit… Vegs
pulled out the scouter. "How pretty…" she put it on and Vegeta taped some
things to show her how it worked.
Vegeta looked at the man behind the counter who was as white as a
sheet. "I trust he gave you no trouble," Vegeta asked, nothing full well he
had.
"Uh…"Vegs looked at the guy. He was so scared. She couldn't have
him hurt. "No Vegeta, he was in fact very helpful," The man sighed. He mouthed
a silent "Thank you," to Vegs and she winked.
"Come on Vegs," Vegeta huffed; he wanted to hurt the guy who had
tried to hurt his…wait, Why am I thinking this? I'm the prince of all
Saiyan's and I'm falling for some street trash that was once a slave?! As they
left the store Vegs said she wanted to enrol to fight with Vegeta. Vegeta got
worried. She wants to fight with me, not just in the army. My dad will have
a cow. I'll be a laughing stock! Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyan's wanted to
fight along side a female. A female who was more powerful than him. A female
who got into his room and tried to steal his spandex! A female who was
very…Vegeta, snap out of it. What is wrong with me? Am I, do I, would I?
"You know, I was thinking it would be bad if you came with me, but then again,
you're a female and I don't know, in a group full of males, all pretty strong,
you could end up getting raped or something," Vegeta blurted.
Vegs snorted. "I'm stronger than them!"
"All the same," he touched her shoulder. What is wrong with me?
What is this, this feeling? I can't, cope, she's, I'm losing it. What's that
word? Caring, no, compassion, no …love? Nah, it can't be. I can have any girl I
want. Besides I met her a few hours ago, how could I love her?
Vegs jumped back. He just touched her! She glared at him but he
didn't notice. He was off with the fairies right now. What is his problem? I
felt his anger grow when that man tried to strike me. Dose he care about me or
was he just in a bad mood? And, he wasn't in the room when he tried, he must
have been in a bad mood plain and simple. And besides, I'm just common street
trash and he's a prince. I'll be fine when I'm a warrior.