Hey Hey Hey! Long time no... read, lol. Okay okay, I know, it's been awhile....sorry....
*Holds up hands in surrender* Really I am! I had a week off of school, and like I said before, the shit really hit the fan this time and I'm in it deep so the whole week I've been grounded. Depressing yes, but I get out alot of my aggressions in my portrayl of my characters, um, Vegeta mostly. he he. I really have been writing alot, I have homework, two other stories and a story I'm submitting to be published so I'm busy! I'm also trying for a job at a vet! Wish me luck.
I think the story is gonna pick up soon now, I've got lots more to work with, I guess I used the ship scene and stuff as a 'Vegeta and 'child/woman/female' converse kinda way. I don't want this to be a boring, 'they desroy a planet' theme and I have a huge suprise coming up so reveiw!
I do read the reviews, in fact, my teacher prints them out! What a crazy guy! But we all love him!
*smirk* you better be reading this! Um....Yeah, ash, if you're reading this, it's about time! Whatzup! enjoy. okay..........this is alot, but, um, it's been nine days so.....YIKES!
"Where the hell am I?" she murmered, slowly inching her way out the door and down a cold dark corridor, her bare feet slapping the flat floor beneth them. She wondered aimlessly, pausing at corners to peek around then continue timidly. "I'm never gonna find any one in this maze," she sighed, leaning against a wall, her shoulders slumping tierdly. A hand shot out of nowhere and grasped her arm, he Ki sky rocketed and she exploded in energy, she screamed and turned on, "Vegeta!" she swong at him angrily but he blocked the blow with ease, a smirk crept across his face and she growled lowly at him. He jeked her once, urging her to follow him down the hall, then let go. She rubbed her now sore arm and scowled as she followed slowly.
"You really are stupid woman," he glanced back at her for a moment while he held his hand to a pannel that opened two large steel doors, they opened with a welcoming swish and closed behind the two Saiyans as they walked into the comand deck. Vegeta sat himself in a large chair and went on, "Any saiyan with half a brain would have simply sought out my Ki and known exactly where to go,"
"Well I/"
"And," he went on, spinning the chair to glare at her, "You would have known it was safe to exit your quarters. What if you were held captive?"
"I uh,"
"Would be dead now," he gave her a mixed sneer and turned back to the controlls.
"Excuse me, your majesty, but I was half asleep," she sat at a secondary pannel and sighed again.
He cocked his head to adress her, but kept his eyes on the readings the ship sent to the screen in front of him, "No excuse weakling, you'd be more than half dead by now, if it wern't for me."
She rolled her eyes.
"You roll your eyes now, in irritation, but someday, if I'm not around to save you, you will be staring at the back of your head as you slowly die ,"
"Well, Mr. 'the glass is half empty', what should I do to help?"
"Sit there and shut the hell up, Miss, 'I'm begging to have my head knocked off for being a disrespectful, ungrateful brat,'."
"Okay, I can take a hint," she stood and began to leave.
"Did I excuse you?"
She stood with her back to him, facing the door,"Did I ask your permission?"
the door closed behind her and she took a hall that led to the left, in search of food.
He smirked and began working at the controlls, paying half a mind to her Ki aura and where she went. After a few silent moments at the console Vegeta stepped back from the controlls and sighed, taking one last glance at the reading on the screen. Satisfied with their current position, he walked out, leaving the ship on auto pilot, he stormed down the hall with purpose in his gait. He simply followed her scent until he found himself at the doors of a great room full of all sorts of luxuries. The like of wich the girl was enjoying emensly at the moment, she was curled into a ball on a plush chair, her tail lax and twitching lazily beside her. He smirked and stepped closer to the sleeping child. Her eyelashes rested delicatly on her cheeks and fluttered every now and then as she drempt. A small smile graced her lips her face was a mask of serenity, sweet and peaceful. He stood and basked in the perfect contentment reflected on her face, exploring her innocentce curiously and with an intence awe. The quiet was soon disturbed by a booming voice, laden with enough evil to poison even the most holy of angels. Vegeta jumped in surprise, despite his most desperate efforts to do otherwise, an uncontrolled growl escaped him and he fought the convulsions deep in his gut. He turned to face a large screen that took up most of the far wall, filled, now, with the putrid face of Freisa. He looked over to the girl, hoping she wouldn't wake to the monster but as her eyes fluttered open and she jerked awake he knew she had.
"Well," the monster chortled sickening the Saiyans, "I presume you apprecieate the ship?"
She gagged and Vegeta invoulantarily jumped a few feet away, eyeing her carefully as she keeled over and gagged again. He looked up to see Freisa smiling wider and he growled lowly.
She hacked, doubling over farther as the robust laughter of the creature echoed in the room, she winced and the contents of her stomache spilled over, out of her mouth and onto the floor.
She fought more convulsions and emptied her stomache with a round of murky bile then she layed back and gasped, fighting to stop her bodys tremmorings. The prince stepped away again as a rancid smell met him.
"Are you sick my dear?"
"Not until you spoke," Vegeta snarrled.
"I hope you are not implying what I think you are," Freisa growled in response.
"Of course not... Your majesty," his voice dripped venom, he didn't look up from his locked gaze on his shaking accomplice.
"I'm glad, for your benifit I assure you..." warning was strong in his tone as he glared apon them.
Vegeta bit his tounge, the girl wiped tears from her eyes but they watered more.
"I transmitted to inform you that you will be docking shortly." the simulcast was cut.
From her place on the chair she cursed the white mutant, Vegeta smirked and stepped around to face her still keeping his distance, "Clean this mess up immediatly." he demanded, his voice somehow void of all cruelty or force. She sighed and gazed up at him with tired, glazed eyes, "Okay Vegeta,"
"Now," he said, almost questioning her.
"Yeah, I'm well enough to clean it up now,"
He nodded shortly and walked toward the doors then stopped as she moaned.
"Uh, my gut hurts," she sat up and looked at his still figure, "I hate throwing up," she went on.
"I hardly expect you to enjoy it," he growled sarcasticly, "if it will shut you up, I will fetch you a drink..." He turned back to watch her as she spit onto the mess and made a face.
"Well, will it cause your complaints to cease?" she looked up and smiled warmly, "Yeah," she slumped over again, "Yeah it'll shut me up, thak you Vegeta," she heard the door swish closed behind him and she smiled, shacking her head exasperatedly as she stood.
"Where do they keep rags in here?" she whispered to herself, setting off in search of cleaning supplies.
...
She accepted the drink with a shaking hand and slowly brought it to rest at her bottom lip as she watched Vegeta over the rim of the cup, he scowled and she took a tentive swallow, sighing as she set it down in front of her. "Thank you," she murmered as she lifted the corner of her mouth in a small smile. He smirked back, "Anything to shut you up," he leaned back in his chair folding his arms behind his head as he watched her. She looked down at her pale hands and moved to raise her cup for another drink when she froze, she lifted her gaze, her expression overtaken with awe. Vegeta raised an eyebrow and after a moment barked, "What are you looking at?"
She raised her hand and pointed past him. He leaned forward and turned to look. A vast window lay before him, it was filled with the splendor of a blue sphere. He allowed his jaw to rest slack for a moment before turning back on her and scowling, "Stupid woman, it's only some god-forsaken planet we're supposed to destroy," he shook his head in disgust at her, got up and stormed out of the room, leaving an echo as the only proof of his former presence. She stood and gazed at the planet, wondering if he could, in fact, honestly deny the beauty of the magnificant orb that they were steadily nearing. She shook her head and followed him out to the docking bay where she found him bent over some controlls. "Are we cloaked?" she whispered.
He turned on her, "Of course we are!" he turned away again, she stepped closer.
"This world is ignorant, we will have to land they have no off planet ports." His voice was snide and full of disgust. She tried to catch a glimps of the readings but he blocked them, she wasn't sure if it was intentional or not. He looked over at her, "Get yourself to the control deck, prepare for landing,"
She nodded shortly and walked out. By the time Vegeta entered the command deck she had already preped the landing gear, he sat next to her and they watched the screen as the planet grew nearer and nearer until a large clearing came into veiw. She let her hands hover over the controlls before, on some unspoken order, she let them fly over they buttons and levers as she directed the craft to a smooth settling. Vegeta gave her a small shove as they made their way to exit onto the planet surface, "Got to admit, that was an acceptable landing," She rolled her eyes and layed her hand on the pannel by the door, "Gee, Vegeta, your compliments are too much," she led the way out. They stood side by side and gazed at their new surroundings, "It's beatiful," she breathed, Vegeta commented with a short, mocking, snort and trudged forward. They snaked their way through dence undergrowth of a small gaunt forest, it seemed as if it were out of place. Vegeta tossed a scouter to her and she held it, "Synchronize," he grummbled, pausing in his stride. "What is the time measurment on this planet?" she questioned.
He glared at her then brought his finger up to his scouter as he began turning the time forward.
"Vegeta! What do I set it for?"
He yanked it from her pushed some buttons and jamed it in her hands again, she put it on.
"It's so damned dark!" he cursed as they walked on, she followed sighlently.
Finally they came to a long stretch of stone and he smirked, "It's about time," they followed the path. "Vegeta!" she screeched, grabbing his arm and attempting to pull him back. He turned a scowl on her and freed his arm, she took to the sky and watched as a metalic object rammed into him, making an earsplitting noise. The saiyan stood and looked at the two pieces of rubble laying on either side of him he scowled up at her, flew up, and pointing down he growled, "Is that what you were trying to rescue me from?" he laughed shortly then flew off, she struggled to keep pace with him.............
Ha Ha! I know, it's a bit of a cliff hanger, but it's only gonna be a day or so, not a week like before. I really am sorry, drop the weapons please! Okay, here's the deal, I'm getting alot of, "What's the chicks name?" demands, E-mails, reviews coming in........
I think it's time you all pitched in so.............
Now is you chance!
You
yes you!
Can Enter to win the:
Name the charater in Kayakara's story contest!
You must be, literate, human, and not an idiot to submit!
Hey, my contest, my rules. Ah, whatever I don't care
anyone can submit! Gee ain't I a sweet gal?
NO? Well, who cares? No one?
Okay then, submit now!
Review now!
BYE!
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*Holds up hands in surrender* Really I am! I had a week off of school, and like I said before, the shit really hit the fan this time and I'm in it deep so the whole week I've been grounded. Depressing yes, but I get out alot of my aggressions in my portrayl of my characters, um, Vegeta mostly. he he. I really have been writing alot, I have homework, two other stories and a story I'm submitting to be published so I'm busy! I'm also trying for a job at a vet! Wish me luck.
I think the story is gonna pick up soon now, I've got lots more to work with, I guess I used the ship scene and stuff as a 'Vegeta and 'child/woman/female' converse kinda way. I don't want this to be a boring, 'they desroy a planet' theme and I have a huge suprise coming up so reveiw!
I do read the reviews, in fact, my teacher prints them out! What a crazy guy! But we all love him!
*smirk* you better be reading this! Um....Yeah, ash, if you're reading this, it's about time! Whatzup! enjoy. okay..........this is alot, but, um, it's been nine days so.....YIKES!
"Where the hell am I?" she murmered, slowly inching her way out the door and down a cold dark corridor, her bare feet slapping the flat floor beneth them. She wondered aimlessly, pausing at corners to peek around then continue timidly. "I'm never gonna find any one in this maze," she sighed, leaning against a wall, her shoulders slumping tierdly. A hand shot out of nowhere and grasped her arm, he Ki sky rocketed and she exploded in energy, she screamed and turned on, "Vegeta!" she swong at him angrily but he blocked the blow with ease, a smirk crept across his face and she growled lowly at him. He jeked her once, urging her to follow him down the hall, then let go. She rubbed her now sore arm and scowled as she followed slowly.
"You really are stupid woman," he glanced back at her for a moment while he held his hand to a pannel that opened two large steel doors, they opened with a welcoming swish and closed behind the two Saiyans as they walked into the comand deck. Vegeta sat himself in a large chair and went on, "Any saiyan with half a brain would have simply sought out my Ki and known exactly where to go,"
"Well I/"
"And," he went on, spinning the chair to glare at her, "You would have known it was safe to exit your quarters. What if you were held captive?"
"I uh,"
"Would be dead now," he gave her a mixed sneer and turned back to the controlls.
"Excuse me, your majesty, but I was half asleep," she sat at a secondary pannel and sighed again.
He cocked his head to adress her, but kept his eyes on the readings the ship sent to the screen in front of him, "No excuse weakling, you'd be more than half dead by now, if it wern't for me."
She rolled her eyes.
"You roll your eyes now, in irritation, but someday, if I'm not around to save you, you will be staring at the back of your head as you slowly die ,"
"Well, Mr. 'the glass is half empty', what should I do to help?"
"Sit there and shut the hell up, Miss, 'I'm begging to have my head knocked off for being a disrespectful, ungrateful brat,'."
"Okay, I can take a hint," she stood and began to leave.
"Did I excuse you?"
She stood with her back to him, facing the door,"Did I ask your permission?"
the door closed behind her and she took a hall that led to the left, in search of food.
He smirked and began working at the controlls, paying half a mind to her Ki aura and where she went. After a few silent moments at the console Vegeta stepped back from the controlls and sighed, taking one last glance at the reading on the screen. Satisfied with their current position, he walked out, leaving the ship on auto pilot, he stormed down the hall with purpose in his gait. He simply followed her scent until he found himself at the doors of a great room full of all sorts of luxuries. The like of wich the girl was enjoying emensly at the moment, she was curled into a ball on a plush chair, her tail lax and twitching lazily beside her. He smirked and stepped closer to the sleeping child. Her eyelashes rested delicatly on her cheeks and fluttered every now and then as she drempt. A small smile graced her lips her face was a mask of serenity, sweet and peaceful. He stood and basked in the perfect contentment reflected on her face, exploring her innocentce curiously and with an intence awe. The quiet was soon disturbed by a booming voice, laden with enough evil to poison even the most holy of angels. Vegeta jumped in surprise, despite his most desperate efforts to do otherwise, an uncontrolled growl escaped him and he fought the convulsions deep in his gut. He turned to face a large screen that took up most of the far wall, filled, now, with the putrid face of Freisa. He looked over to the girl, hoping she wouldn't wake to the monster but as her eyes fluttered open and she jerked awake he knew she had.
"Well," the monster chortled sickening the Saiyans, "I presume you apprecieate the ship?"
She gagged and Vegeta invoulantarily jumped a few feet away, eyeing her carefully as she keeled over and gagged again. He looked up to see Freisa smiling wider and he growled lowly.
She hacked, doubling over farther as the robust laughter of the creature echoed in the room, she winced and the contents of her stomache spilled over, out of her mouth and onto the floor.
She fought more convulsions and emptied her stomache with a round of murky bile then she layed back and gasped, fighting to stop her bodys tremmorings. The prince stepped away again as a rancid smell met him.
"Are you sick my dear?"
"Not until you spoke," Vegeta snarrled.
"I hope you are not implying what I think you are," Freisa growled in response.
"Of course not... Your majesty," his voice dripped venom, he didn't look up from his locked gaze on his shaking accomplice.
"I'm glad, for your benifit I assure you..." warning was strong in his tone as he glared apon them.
Vegeta bit his tounge, the girl wiped tears from her eyes but they watered more.
"I transmitted to inform you that you will be docking shortly." the simulcast was cut.
From her place on the chair she cursed the white mutant, Vegeta smirked and stepped around to face her still keeping his distance, "Clean this mess up immediatly." he demanded, his voice somehow void of all cruelty or force. She sighed and gazed up at him with tired, glazed eyes, "Okay Vegeta,"
"Now," he said, almost questioning her.
"Yeah, I'm well enough to clean it up now,"
He nodded shortly and walked toward the doors then stopped as she moaned.
"Uh, my gut hurts," she sat up and looked at his still figure, "I hate throwing up," she went on.
"I hardly expect you to enjoy it," he growled sarcasticly, "if it will shut you up, I will fetch you a drink..." He turned back to watch her as she spit onto the mess and made a face.
"Well, will it cause your complaints to cease?" she looked up and smiled warmly, "Yeah," she slumped over again, "Yeah it'll shut me up, thak you Vegeta," she heard the door swish closed behind him and she smiled, shacking her head exasperatedly as she stood.
"Where do they keep rags in here?" she whispered to herself, setting off in search of cleaning supplies.
...
She accepted the drink with a shaking hand and slowly brought it to rest at her bottom lip as she watched Vegeta over the rim of the cup, he scowled and she took a tentive swallow, sighing as she set it down in front of her. "Thank you," she murmered as she lifted the corner of her mouth in a small smile. He smirked back, "Anything to shut you up," he leaned back in his chair folding his arms behind his head as he watched her. She looked down at her pale hands and moved to raise her cup for another drink when she froze, she lifted her gaze, her expression overtaken with awe. Vegeta raised an eyebrow and after a moment barked, "What are you looking at?"
She raised her hand and pointed past him. He leaned forward and turned to look. A vast window lay before him, it was filled with the splendor of a blue sphere. He allowed his jaw to rest slack for a moment before turning back on her and scowling, "Stupid woman, it's only some god-forsaken planet we're supposed to destroy," he shook his head in disgust at her, got up and stormed out of the room, leaving an echo as the only proof of his former presence. She stood and gazed at the planet, wondering if he could, in fact, honestly deny the beauty of the magnificant orb that they were steadily nearing. She shook her head and followed him out to the docking bay where she found him bent over some controlls. "Are we cloaked?" she whispered.
He turned on her, "Of course we are!" he turned away again, she stepped closer.
"This world is ignorant, we will have to land they have no off planet ports." His voice was snide and full of disgust. She tried to catch a glimps of the readings but he blocked them, she wasn't sure if it was intentional or not. He looked over at her, "Get yourself to the control deck, prepare for landing,"
She nodded shortly and walked out. By the time Vegeta entered the command deck she had already preped the landing gear, he sat next to her and they watched the screen as the planet grew nearer and nearer until a large clearing came into veiw. She let her hands hover over the controlls before, on some unspoken order, she let them fly over they buttons and levers as she directed the craft to a smooth settling. Vegeta gave her a small shove as they made their way to exit onto the planet surface, "Got to admit, that was an acceptable landing," She rolled her eyes and layed her hand on the pannel by the door, "Gee, Vegeta, your compliments are too much," she led the way out. They stood side by side and gazed at their new surroundings, "It's beatiful," she breathed, Vegeta commented with a short, mocking, snort and trudged forward. They snaked their way through dence undergrowth of a small gaunt forest, it seemed as if it were out of place. Vegeta tossed a scouter to her and she held it, "Synchronize," he grummbled, pausing in his stride. "What is the time measurment on this planet?" she questioned.
He glared at her then brought his finger up to his scouter as he began turning the time forward.
"Vegeta! What do I set it for?"
He yanked it from her pushed some buttons and jamed it in her hands again, she put it on.
"It's so damned dark!" he cursed as they walked on, she followed sighlently.
Finally they came to a long stretch of stone and he smirked, "It's about time," they followed the path. "Vegeta!" she screeched, grabbing his arm and attempting to pull him back. He turned a scowl on her and freed his arm, she took to the sky and watched as a metalic object rammed into him, making an earsplitting noise. The saiyan stood and looked at the two pieces of rubble laying on either side of him he scowled up at her, flew up, and pointing down he growled, "Is that what you were trying to rescue me from?" he laughed shortly then flew off, she struggled to keep pace with him.............
Ha Ha! I know, it's a bit of a cliff hanger, but it's only gonna be a day or so, not a week like before. I really am sorry, drop the weapons please! Okay, here's the deal, I'm getting alot of, "What's the chicks name?" demands, E-mails, reviews coming in........
I think it's time you all pitched in so.............
Now is you chance!
You
yes you!
Can Enter to win the:
Name the charater in Kayakara's story contest!
You must be, literate, human, and not an idiot to submit!
Hey, my contest, my rules. Ah, whatever I don't care
anyone can submit! Gee ain't I a sweet gal?
NO? Well, who cares? No one?
Okay then, submit now!
Review now!
BYE!
All submissions are leagal holdings to the Kayakara Story Society (K.S.S.) in the act of submission you are relinquishing all copyrights to the names or any other words entered. If asked at any time after submission to: Donate a major artery, sell your soal to the devil, give large sums of money or any other object or favor, you are legally bound to do so with no hestiation or the K.S.S. is liable to: hunt you down like the dog you are, eat all the food in your house, bash in your windows and other breakable objects, and kid nap anything you hold dear. Any Anonymous entrants will be tracked down and punished for thier blatant cowedice in wich they will: pay deary with their lives, be sold to foreign countires as slaves, or be held captive in a tiny, cold basement where the people of the K.S.S. will drain their minds of any ideas for future stories then they will store the ideas in little canning jars on shelves marked as jams and jellies accordingly. Later, the substances will be enjected into fignuetan bars and the staff of the K.S.S. will eat them and absorbe the ideas. It is also to be known that anyone with an exeptionally great idea will forfeit all privilege to future (or past) offspring so we may drain them as well. If you have any questions or comments please send to:
U R A Moron
6620 DumbAss Way
HowdumbcanUget? 700987
or call toll free, (555) 1-800-KiSS-MyASS
(So we can laugh at you as we sip cofee and eat fignuatant bars)
Any calls over two and a quarter minutes will immediatly be charge to the number one apendage or small organ per aditional minute.