Chapter 14 ::Slave?::
A/N: Happy new year! Let's make 2002 better than 2001m okay peeps? Poll is finished, but it's always at the end of the fic...real shocker... hehe, read/revew please. It's 1:30 a.m, and I'm listning to Lennie Cravitz, and god, I'm tired, but I can't sleep. Oh well! Quite a long chapter, but hey, atleast I wrote it, right?
****Chapter 14 begins now!
Videl shook her head. "Anything can happen, huh?"
Sunchingo nodded. "Anything. Why the long face?"
She shook her head. "Do you have pain relievers?"
"Yes, why do you ask?" he asked her.
"My head just started to hurt." Videl felt the dizzyness come back to her, and fainted.
*
It was quiet. Too quiet. Videl's head still hurt, but she could tell she wasn't on that hard bed anymore. Infact, she felt very comfortable, in a soft, comfortable cot of some kind. SHe heard the door slam. She tired to open her eyes, but they were to heavy from the lack of sleep.
"Is this it, Sunchingo?" a voice came.
"Yes, my king, it is." Videl reconized Sunchingo's voice. But the other was not distinct; it was most likely the king.
"Well, it's not weak as it was earlier when Gohan brought it aboard, now is it?" He chuckled to himself. "Well," his tone was solid, and cold. "I suppose I have no choice, do I not? Gohan needs a slave, and I can't have him stressing over little things such as his home while his fighting for me, now can I?"
Sunchingo nodded, "Yes sir. But your highness, do I have premission to examine her before she is turned over to Gohan? I still have a few things to record."
"Very well." Vegeta looked back at Videl, who was now stirring. "But if you must, do it quickly. I don't want to waste anymore time than we already did battling those weaklings. The carbloins could have attacked then, and you know that very well. We musen't make a fuss over a silly slave, who cannot think for herself."
Sunchingo sighed. "Yes, your highness," he added, with a slight bow.
Vegeta turned to walk towards the door. "And Sunchingo," he looked back at the saiyajin. "When you are finished, just send her down to Meiko. He'll give her, her mark. Understood?"
A lump formed in Sunchingo's throat. "Y-Yes, s-sir." He turned to Videl, and when heard a door shut, let out a sigh of relief. "You can open your eyes now, Videl. He's gone."
Videl groaned and opened her tired eyes. "What?" she tired to sit up, but was to sore. "How'd you know I was awake?"
He grinned. "You shifted every time Vegeta insulted you."
"Oh," she said, "I hadn't noticed."
He laughed. "You crack me up, Videl. Really, you do. So you probably want me to start from the beginning, don't you?"
"That's always a nice start, don't you think?"
"I think so," he chuckled again, and set down his clipboard. "Well, you and Gohan fought, and I don't know how that went, so there I was, when Gohan was telling Celipa about you. I told him to take you to Vindala, and that she would take care of you."
"She did," Videl informed him. "SHe's really a kind woman."
He nodded, and looked at the picture of her on the counter. "Yes, she is. Saffras harrasses her, more than once a day. She hates it, and I'm the one who usually shoo's him off." He sighed and looked back at Videl. But Videl could sense something was wrong. Something was wrong with his eyes; they weren't cheerful hazelnut anymore, they were brown and lifeless. Like he was remembering a memorie that wasn't worth remembering. But what could that be? Videl wondered.
He blinked and the hazel returned. "Well, then You awoke and we had landed on Vegeta-sei, and well, we took you here."
"Uh, yeah." Videl stared at him. "That doesn't answer your thought though. What are you doing with me?"
"Oh yes. We are, well, just me, going to study you, incase we come across another type close to you. We need to study you, even when your working in Gohan's house. Your habbits, your fighting skills, just about everything."
"Alright, now what was he talking about?"
He picked his clipboard up again, then faced her. "What do you mean, what's he talking about? How's he?"
"Vegeta. What's he talking about when he said, 'Her Mark'? What type of mark was he talking about?"
He fiddled with his pen, drumming it nervously against the board, hoping if he ignored her question, then she wouldn't ask again. "If your thinking that if you ignore me and I'll stop asking, I won't do that. I've never done that in my entire life."
"Yes, I can relate to that. Very well." He sighed, and sat down next to her on the cot. "All slaves get a mark. Depending on their master. Every saiyajin is born with a mark. And their slaves are engraved with that mark."
"Sort of like a birth mark?"
He grinned, "It could be something like that."
"What does Gohan's look like? Yours? Vegeta's?" Videl asked him.
He smiled, showing brilliant white fangs. "Slow down. My mark is very simple, but some saiyajins are born with very complicated marks. It's a bit of each parents marks mixed together. Also, when saiyajins mate, the man makes his mark on the right side of the female's neck."
"And how does he do that?" Videl asked him, surprisingly finding herself into the converation.
He tapped his fangs. "Fangs. That's how we do it. Two saiyajins do it when their in love, and it makes them inseperable; for life." He paused, and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I told you to much. I've got everything, let's go down to Meiko to get your mark, Or Gohan's mark. Uhg, I'm just confusing myself. Well, get up, and let's go."
"No!" Videl hled onto the small pillow. "I don't mind talking about this! I'm probably going to be here until I die, so what's the rush, right?"
"Come on, Videl." He pulled her up by her shirt. "Gohan will explain everything to you when you get to his home."
She nodded, and walked out of the door, with him on her heels.
Videl walked down the hallway, hearing nothing but the heels of Sunchingo's boots taping against the floor. she was suddenly aware of the weather, and the tempeture. It was freezing. And there she was, in her baggy tee-shirt and shorts. She hugged her arms around herself, trying to keep whatever warmth that was still there, in.
"Cold?"
She looked to see Sunchingo, grinning ear to ear. "I forgot to give you the vaccine. Don't freak out. The gravity pill is beginning to even out, and you can feel the real tempeture. But if you take the vaccine, you won't be so cold."
She nodded, but only held herself tighter. Sunchingo stopped infront of a door, that read: SLAVE MARKINGS.
Videl gulped and he opened the door. "Meiko? You here?"
A burly man stepped out, dusting off his shirt. "Sunchingo, what are you doing here?"
"I have another slave for you," Sunchingo gave Videl a small push and a wink. "Well? Can you give her, her mark now?"
"Oh yeah," Meiko said, circling Videl. She shifted, and he grinned. "Who's she for?"
"Hmm? Oh, yes. She's for Gohan. She'll be good for him." Sunchingo told him.
"A pretty one too," Meiko smiled at Videl. "sit right over there, and I'll be right back." Videl nodded, and sat down on a tall stool in the room. She looked over her shoulder at the sharp tools on the counter. She swallowed hard.
Meiko walked back into the room, and smiled. "Sunchingo, here are your tools. It really helped my baby. Thanks again." He sat behind her, and smiled. "Well, let's have a looky here. Gohan's slave, huh? What's his damn symbol again? He ran his finger down the sheet, then stopped at Gohan's name. "Ah, finally a simple one." He sighed. He reached behind him and pulled out a peice of metal.
"Okay, sweetie, you'll have to pull down your shirt so I can see your left shoulder." Videl looked back at him, then tugged on her shirt so it slid off her shoulder. He put the metal close to her skin. "Alright, this will hurt, but only for a minute. It'll start out cold, then get hot."
"What is it?"
"It's our metal. Well, nursing metal. Ready? Here we go--"
He pressed the metal ingravement firmly onto her skin.
SHe shreiked, then whimpered as it kept getting hotter and hotter. Finally he pulled it away, and her skin felt like it was going to shed.
"The pain should stop about now." Meiko told her, and the pain stopped stinging. "I have to put this cooling gel over it, it won't hurt. It should feel really good." He rubbed the green gel over the black mark, and Videl sighed. It did feel good.
"Better?" Videl nodded. "Good. Suddenly, she felt cold again, and started shivering. Sunchingo slapped his forehead.
"Ofcourse!" He pulled at Videl's arm, trying to get her to hurry up. "I almost forgot about the vaccine. Good day Meiko."
"Good day, Sunchingo."
Sunchingo pulled Videl back into the lab, and placed her on the bed. "Alright, let me search for it. don't worry, it hurts about as much as that mark did, and you survived that."
Videl nodded. She pulled her shirt down off her shoulder again, and looked down. She gasped. "It's--it's burnt my skin." It was half a circle, with a forth of a cirlcle. It was simple enough.
"No it didn't. It just looks like it did." Sunchingo called from the storage room.
"Is it perminate?"
"Well, yes and no. Yes, until you gain your freedom. Once you earn your freedom, the king and king alone has a gel that removes the scar. Then your free to go and do whatever you'd like."
"Yes, I suppose--" Items started to fall out of the room. How hard was it to find a vaccine needle? Videl rolled her eyes, and spotted a needle near the sink. "Uh, Sunchingo?"
"Yes Videl?"
"Is that it?" she asked, pointing at it.
He poked his head out, and looked at where she was pointing. "Well, Spruke is a god o' mighty and Lepord is still a virgin. (A/N: uh, yeah... just don't ask) If it was a snake, it would have bitten me."
He picked it up, then a wet cleaning cloth. He laid the needle on a table near the bed. He dabbed Videl's upper right arms with the cloth, cleaning and tendering the skin. He put the cloth down, picking up the needle. Before insirting it to her skin, he whispered, "You might want to look away. People think that if you don't look at it, it doesn't hurt as much. I think it's rubbish, but your welcome to try." She turned her head, and tensed her face. He insirted the needle.
Videl stiffled a gasp. She could feel the cold substance going into her vein, warming the blood inside of it. It didn't hurt at all. Or maybe it was just how numb with shock she was.
He withdrew the needle, and placed another white cloth over it. "Keep this here. It'll heal the wound."
Videl held the cloth there, but watched him. He stashed the needle in a place he'd find it; in a drawer. Videl could feel herself getting dizzy once again. "Oh yes, that's a side effet. You might pass out for a few hours."
Videl nodded, sleep was good. Her body longed for that comfortable cot. SUnchingo returned with clothes in his hands. "What are those for?" Videl asked.
"Your new clothes."
"My new clothes?"
"Yes," he told her, "you'll need clothes that show your mark on. And those clearly don't." He held out a pair of fuzy gray pants and a black tank top. (A/N: Hey, why not? It's what i'm wearing... except my tank top is gray. Just like my pants!)
Videl nodded, and fainted again.
*
"Good god, Sunchingo. What did you give her?"
"The vaccine."
"You gave her the vaccine?" a female voice echoed. Vindala. "No wonder she's sleeping like a rock."
Sunchingo smiled and nodded. Gohan hung in the back, not wanting to join their conversation, just wanting to collect his slave and be heading home.
"Is she ready?" Gohan asked them. Vindala looked back and smiled.
"Not quite," Sunchingo answered him. "SHe needs to get dressed. Vindala, would you?"
Vindala nodded, taking the clothes from Sunchingo and wrapping an arm around Vide's waist, trying to hold her up. "Come along dear. Let's get you changed."
They walked around to an other side of the room, into the storage closet. Gohan sighed, and leaned his back against the wall. "Gohan," Sunchingo began.
"Don't try, Sunchingo. I know what you're about to say. 'Are you sure about this?' Yes, I need a slave. And besides," he said, shifting his weight, "she's alredy been marked. She belongs to me."
Sunchingo rolled his eyes, "Alright Gohan. I hope you know what your doing."
Gohan nodded. "Exactly."
Vindala strode out, dragging an very annoyed, now fully awake Videl out from the storage room. Gohan gave her a simple look, then nodded. "Is she ready now?"
Vindala nodded. "Yes, she's redy now."
Sunchingo gave GOhan a package of pills. "Now these are the gravity pills. Make sure she gets one every morning."
GOhan tossed the pills back to Videl. "Sunchingo, will you listen to yourself? You sound like your her father. i am not her babysitter. I am her master. Come slave."
"I already told you," Videl said, placing her hands apon her hips. "I have a name."
Gohan turned, and grinned. "Which would be?"
"Videl."
"Fine, Videl, come. You have work to do." Videl followed him out. Sunchingo rolled his eyes. Yeah, she had work to do. She had to make him stop being so conceited.
*
The way there was uneventful. They had reached another building, close the the one they just came from. Gohan entered it, and Videl followed. He arose to the third floor, and unlocked room 88. He pushed the door open, and sighed. "This is your new home. Home sweet home. Your room's upstairs. Don't stay behind."
Videl walked in, closing the door behind her. Gohan looked at her, with quizzical eyes. "What are you looking at?"
Videl looked at him. Not ever in her wildest dreams, had she ever dreamed she'd be here. There, on a forern planet, in a house with a cute saiyajin, but the downside; a slave?
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A/N: What did you expect? The markings sound kind of like tatto's don't they? Oh well, it's 4:30 a.m. now and I'm still tired, but I can't go to sleep. Videl faints alot in this chapter? I jsut relized that. Yeah, i understand the markings can be a little confusing. I'm working on a language for them. Yes, it's called Saiyajin 900. Don't ask... it should be posted on my website when my scanner gets fixed. But at the rate this is going, that'll be never! LOL, so i know yall are dying of suspence! Well, wait no longer! POLL RESULTS!
Vegeta/Bulma: 100
Goku/Chi-Chi: 62
Gohan/Videl: 116
Goten/Bra: 57
Goten/Marron: 56
Trunks/Pan: 82
Trunks/Marron: 50
Uub/Pan: 38
Uub/Bra: 38
Uub/Marron: 36
Krillin/18: 44
Tien/Lunch: 39
Yamcha/Bulma: 48
And the winner is Gohan/Videl! *crowds cheers, fans applaud, marching band starts up* Ok, so there won't be a parade, but hey, the won. But seriously, who knew they were going to win from the start? Don't be shy! Bulma/Vegeta came close with 94 and earned their place for second. But Trunks and Pan came in third, and I'd say Uub/Marron lost it. Pretty much all the Uub couplse didn't do to well. Sorry Uub! Can you believe that somebody wanted me to put Ricky Martin, with Piccilo? I htink I will do that! (As humor, ofcourse) hehe, this is sad, but I already have a fic planned! Ok, here is the summary for it. I will most likely post if later today if I can write a chapter for it.
I am what I am
They cyborgs are back; and more powerful than ever. Gohan has died, leaving th Z-senshi warriors alone to fight. Videl is twenty-two, battling herself, trying to bring back loved ones from the other world. Based on Marie Trunks time line, Gohan is taken, and the senshi warriors turn to Videl to bring him back. But as she does, she slowly falls for the mysterious saiyajin. But he is what he is, she is what she is; but together, they will be what they are, if cyborgs and fate don't interfear.
A/N: Ok, so what do you think? Should I bother writing it? Please review and tell me! I don't want to write a fic that you guys won't read! lol, I think I should have polls more often. What do yall think? Happy new year!
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Panny-Plan