19. Secret Agent
***
Silently she stood near Coola, watching the red planet below her growing smaller and for a moment being turned away from her sight. She stood in a sleek shuttle, on her other side Saucer who eyed her over before standing attention again. Perv. His glances hadn't changed over the years. She retreated into her mind. Crossing her arms and pondering her next move.
An image of Diana flashed in her mind. Poor Diana. She'd be mad at her. And she knew. Knew about her fear. Never being separated meant a fear for never being re-united. And no one knew how long this would take. She hoped Vegeta would take good care of her while she was gone...he'd better.
The mother ship, a Saucer shaped ship, came into view. Inside she shuddered. Her home for the upcoming...yeah what? Weeks? Months...years?
***
Diana still lay on the bed. She couldn't sleep anymore. Outside Vegeta and his father were settling their frustrations. She had them too, and needed to vent...but how. Sighing she rose and walked outside to where Kakarott stood. Waving him after her they walked to the main hall. A wide high hallway. There she used an old sword and ordered him to shoot to her. He frowned.
"Are you certain?" he stammered. Wasn't appealing to him much. Shoot at the princes mate to be? Who carried his heir? "Yes, shoot TO me not AT me." Grimacing she clasped the handle tighter and waited. He slowly loaded and aimed to her right. Shooting it not too high paced she intercepted it and cut it in half. The two objects colliding into a wall and drape that smouldered.
"AGAIN!" she yelled feisty. He shot again, again split in two. And again, and again. He did it at a higher pace, two out of three were cut. Stress relief...with yells and snarls she whirled around her body and cut as many as she could.
***
Demure Sakura waited as Coola exited after docking. He turned and smiled at her. A dangerous smile. And he reached out his hand for her to take.
"Lady Sakura, don't be shy. My ship is your ship. Make it your new home." Producing a sweet smile while inside she barfed she walked up to him and placed her hand over his. As had been his intention. Side by side they walked off the plank and into the ship itself. From there through hallways where soldiers and crew men jumped into stiff attention as they passed. Coola parading with her. Showing her off to his own men? How pathetic. They entered a cabin. Which was spacey enough. And kind of nice. But not like her room back in the palace.
"Here my dear. You must be tired. Your rooms." She thanked him and watched him as he left her alone. As soon as the doors slid closed she bolted to the window. And saw how the ship turned away from the red planet with two suns, and to the for her, unknown. Silently she cried out Diana's name. And even the kings. But it was no use. Best get to work. The door chimed. She stated enter. And in came a green being. Very tall with tentacles on his head.
"Your luggage milady." He muttered gruff. And carefully draped them on the double sized bed. She walked up to the three metre tall person, who glanced down at her. Clad in a black long sleeved suit and the standard armour. Dark green skin and pointy ears?
"Excuse me, but what race are you?" she asked curious. He glanced stunned down at her. "Namek-jin." he responded gruff as before. "Fascinating. Your name please?" "Nail." she blinked. "Nail? Odd name. Mine is Sakura. I'll be around for awhile I'm afraid." He eyed her carefully. "Taken by 'him'?" He asked. She eyed him, darn, getting a stiff neck. He was about as tall as a larger Saiyan. "I was." She responded. He didn't have to know what she was up to. For one, she didn't know anything about his race or his ties to Coola. Second, she didn't know who he personally was involved. How ever, through his word choice and tone she did realise he was more mentally developed then the others she'd seen until now.
"Another one...your not a Saiyan, are you?" she shook her head. "No, something else. Your not here by free will either?" he shook his head. He was bald as well. She absently noted.
"No, my planet was raided of the population, and put to work in his army. The elders were shot." "Sorry to hear it." She muttered empathic. He shrugged it off. "I must return to my work now, lest I get in trouble. Rest well milady." "Call me Sakura when we're alone. The lady stuff bugs me." He produced a slight smile. "As you wish, Sakura. I bid you a good night."
"Thanks. Nite Nail." he left as her job only just began. Sure she was tired. Had been up since 4 am to trace down that informant. But now she had stuff to prepare. Walking to a console after digging up a candy bar from Vegeta-sei she munched on it as she scanned through the racial list this ship had. All other options blocked. Damn. Well she'd hack into it later. First on her list were the Namek-jin. Second, loads of bugs. Not bed bugs, or flying bugs, nope, microphone bugs. And they even could crawl. All looking like regular bugs. She snickered. Bugs, looking and acting like...bugs. Bugs will be bugs, being bugs.
The night passed slowly, hell what day or night? She didn't even know if there was a time difference. Probably was though. She doubted they would change time tables every time they went to a planet. Now she knew lots bout Nail's people. They should be placed on the serious endangered species list. Only a hand full remained. 400? And funny enough...sexless. And appearing male. They reproduced in a different way. Spitting out eggs instead of delivering. And they could do so quickly too. The egg still had to be hatched though, which did take time. But they could chose to become a parent nearly instantly. Should be handy. But since capture they hadn't reproduced.
Their planet still existed but was taken over by another race. Horrible idea. As if planets were exchangeable. And then you had a dozen other races. Humanoids, looking like her in all possible colours by the way. You had lizard beings, toads...fish...goats, bulls...like a bloody Zoo. Now she could see walking and talking DNA screw ups. Well that was too harsh. Nature or the universe surely had a plan for them. But back home...home- home, they even no debated the idea of messing with DNA. Well, here she had examples...
"Maybe I can get together with nail and his kind some more. They used to be pacifists, yet able to defend themselves. That's why they all were taken. Healers stuffed in sickbays, warriors into the army." She mused while on her bed. Several bugs already snuck through air vents. She found a map of the ship. And programmed their co-ordinates. Gotto love technology. But she was realistic enough to believe they might be discovered. So she'd better find a black sheep. And soon.
"Goodnight Diana...sorry..." she curled up and fell asleep.
***
In the palace Diana still tired now wielded the sword. "Another one!" Soar Kakarott eyed her. "You should rest..." he sputtered. "It's 4 am..." "SO? SHOOT." "I'm tired..." "GUARD, take over. Kakarott, dismissed." Shaking his head Kakarott walked away. She would kill herself one of these days...panting and bruised two royals parched on the roof of the highest tower. Their suits had burn holes and were torn at places.
"Son, good thing you said watch out for the 'Ice-Cube' bar. Never saw it." "Yeah well, Diana's attached to that joint." A Ki blast shot from a window into the night sky. "She's still at it?" the king mused. "Yes, she has it in her head. So she continues until she drops." The prince explained calmly.
"AGAIN YOU FOOL, STRONGER, I'M NOT PORCELAIN! STUPID NAPPA TRASH! THAT'S MUCH BETTER! AGAIN!"
"Still pissed too." Vegeta mused. Pulling his knees up and rested his chin on them. "So I noticed." the king sullen responded. Not caring that half the half the hall was scorched, drapes perforated, and guards not too happy with flying Ki balls. All went well enough, until the guard aimed so wrong she missed. His fault offcourse...she wasn't tired...Nah...and singed her hair. Stricken she dropped the sword and touched it. And went ballistic, grabbing the sword she chased the guard down the halls. He ran quickly away. Not daring to harm her. Making a mistake in counting hallways he found himself in a dead end. He whirled around against the wall. How embarrassing. Grinning nasty Diana walked up to him. Sword ready.
Confused the king and prince eyed the now calm window. What was wrong? Flew down and glanced around. A guard was missing from his place. His neighbour broke the none moving or speaking law and glanced pleating at both.
"Sires, her hair was singed, and she ran after him and he ran into a dead end! And she has a sword..." Vegeta sweat dropped. Her and swords...bad combination,. One of his fathers blunders. They were too good with them.
"YOUR HIGHNESS!!!" One yelled 6 hallways down. "Captain ZORN, COMMANDER NAPPA, ANY ONE!?" "YOU...SINGING MY HAIR!!!" They heard the sound of metal clashing against stone. "STAND STILL!" metal on metal.
"I'M SORRY MILADY!" "Sorry? HAH MY ASS!!" Vegeta bolted down the halls and snatched her hand with sword before she could land another blow. The guard glanced up relieved, as blood tickled down his right shoulder and a light cut from his left cheek. Vegeta tucked her in bed, with him beside her. Soon she fell asleep. So did he.
***
Sakura woke early. Sitting up she dug up her scouter from the pillow and put it on to check her bugs.
1. Coola's audience room. Silent. 2. Coola's bedroom. Nothing. 3. Saucers room. Buzzing?
She tapped the scouter, and bug interface. It showed her an image. Bit blurry but visual enough. He was hunched behind a computer. What was he up too? She zoomed into his hands and snickered as she hit record. A code. He obscured the screen. But she managed to see the code from the beginning. Even hunching more over the screen, she didn't see anything anymore. Darn. Then her eyes spied...her own computer. Marvellous! What juicy secrets did he have? Rising she walked to her computer and activated it. It greeted her with the guest screen. However locating the personnel section was easy.
She typed in the code and waited patiently while Saucer closed his down and dressed. Not interested in his bum she de-activated the scouter. No, take the kings butt, now that was a cute one! Ah...her king...missed him a bit. Good sex. Finally the screen showed her a new menu. Eh? Interested, but unable to read the gibberish she coyly tapped one button. It showed the canteen. HEY! More bugs! Snickering she tapped another she stopped laughing...HEY? She saw her own back. now this wasn't funny. She was being bugged? Locating it she strolled though the room and placed a camera on the same height. Lay on the bed with lights out. The thing took a picture, and spat out the result. Grinning she put it before the camera of Saucer. And snickered. Who was beating who? Now then...Skipping she returned to the computer and had to continue in the dark, or the trick would fail.
Ah, Coola's room? Naughty... the runt was still asleep. His tail flicked in his sleep. Snorting she changed channels. Ah, his audience room, sickbay, kitchen? Bunks? How intrusive... She saw several Nails hovering, meditating it seemed, and while doing so, were targets for tomatoes? Aw? Poor things. She returned to sickbay, there, a little tyke! A little Nail! Eh? Not one but 3! How cute! They were used as slaves...aw... Well then, she already picked out a persona she'd eliminate. A miss Ting. Looked enough like her. And if sleep induced...she'd get to sleep all cosy in her place. Besides she was only 3 of the crew who were female and humanoid. Now how to...AH. She found a intercom button. Thanks Saucer...
"Will miss Ting report to the landing bay." She called around then stopped the transmission. Hehehe. She pulled on her suit while Ting had to walk across the ship to get there. Actually she was nastier...she had a whole different scheme for poor Ting. After dressing in her uniform she dug in her bag, a gift from the chief of sickbay. Sure she blackmailed him in getting her hands on this prototype. She held her 'baby' carefully before tucking it away. Show time! She snuck out before stalking down the halls to the landing bay. As expected, Ting waited there. With a blow pipe Sakura shot a dart in her neck. Only took a few seconds before Ting lay on the ground. Knock out. Big switch. She pulled a night-gown from here suit and undressed the woman. Put some makeup on, and made her look all pretty. Then she took the device and zapped herself. Blinded she rubbed her eyes. Shish...needed fine-tuning, she saw all kinds of spots.
Shaking her head clear she worked open Tings eyes and flashed her. There. For 12 hours she'd be Sakura. Hehehe. Mind messing...but it worked...she hoped. Like she said, prototype. She activated tings scouter after hiding the extra suit, boots and stuff in a container.
"Lieutenant, I found master Coola's girl friend, she probably sleepwalked..." A voice barked back. Making Sakura wonder if he would look like a dog. -DAMMIT! WELL GET HER BACK BEFORE HE NOTICES!- "Sir, yes sir, but she's too heavy for one." -Weak female! Brag will be there in a sec. WON'T YOU BRAG!- -Yyyyes Sssir.- Sounded a whimpering voice. Pathetic...she mused. Now she only forgot one thing. She should have zapped Ting before her. Now she didn't know her colleagues. Ah well...BACKFIRE, infernal back fire.
Soon the doors slid open and made Sakura blink. Brag was...HUGE, and cuddly. Hairy and she couldn't determine his eyes from his ears. But cute. "Ting, you know, I hate my job." AH, colleagues! "Yeah, you told before." she improvised. "Am I that shallow?" "Nah, see through. Gimme a hand would yah?" "You talk odd." "Cold." He shrugged, bend over and scooped 'Sakura' up.
"Wonder what his business is with this one." Brag mused. "Yeah, she was forced to leave the Saiyan king's side, and move here. Blackmail." Sakura told him. "His favourite game. Ah well. Poor thing. Lets get her back to bed. Maybe she wanted to return already eh?" he laughed cold then shook his head. If he had one. It was more like an IT person from the Adams family. Just one big hairball.
She tagged along. Hell she didn't even knew what her job was. She couldn't access personnel files. "Hey brag, I have a headache...where was I supposed to be again?" he eyed her bemused.
"You get to tame the Namekies all day. Be careful you don't turn green." She nodded. "Yeah, yeah, where again? I hit my head real good..." "Not the first time you oath. I should be payed for this. I'm a walking scheduler for yah." Brag snickered. "What every, look I'm moody. I find that wench and now I'm lost and have a headache." he nodded. They entered her bedroom and he put Ting to bed. Actually very caring. Sweet. Without being noticed Sakura removed the picture and dropped it behind a cabinet. Served it's purpose...
"Well come on you memory blank." Brag muttered and waved her after him. She complied eagerly. Trying to memorise the way they walked. She hoped Ting was a good lady...hehehe. T'was only a temporal memory overwrite. She wouldn't even remember it.
They walked through the ship. Going to the lowest level which was...dirty...dusty and not well lit. "Did I ever say I hate this joint?" she mused peeved. "Only about a few million times." "I hate this place into infinity." She muttered. He laughed. "New one. Enjoy, walk the Namekies, and get them to do some training. Their stubborn. Meditating all frigging day. Hell I don't envy you ting. See yah at lunch." she waved him off as she walked on. It even dripped water here? How was that possible? This ship was it past it's milage?
Her boots made little sound on the floor as she walked on. How would they respond to her? What the hell would she say? Probably bugged here...Then without warning she stumbled upon a group of about 15 Namek-jin.
"Good morning gentleman." She began. Damn they all looked the same...which one was Nail? They ignored her. One opened his eye before closing it again. Peeved she eyed them. "Aw come on, I'm doing my job here...Look I can meditate too, har-har. Now stop doing that." No response. She started to get really annoyed. And knew a nasty meditation trick. She developed one with Diana to bug others. And that was still back at high school. Poor dopes. Some had been so happy they at long last managed to meditate, then along came they and zapped them awake. Diana's idea by the way. She walked to one and again warned them if they didn't wake up now she'd do something. No response. She stood still, closed her eyes and cleansed her mind. Like this she touched one's arm and send a mental shock through his system. Unknown to her it was much more powerful now then since high school as she had developed her Ki. He was launched backwards and slammed against a wall. Shocked Sakura eyed it.
"Oh my gosh...I didn't mean to that hard...never did that hard, are you alright?" soar he glanced up with amazed eyes.
"How did you do that?" he asked. She snickered. "My little secret...can you wake your friends. I don't wanna zap them anymore..." he nodded weary. Touching them lightly. Soon all 15 stood on their feet and towered over her small self.
"She's a bright Ki?" one mused. A wot? "I met her before..." another mused. She turned his way. Nail? "Can't place it." "Nail?" dammit they were talking about her like a kid! She stood to her full 1.75 metres. Which, compared to 3 to 4 metres...was nothing...hmm. "Now just stop gossiping about me like I'm not here! Follow me or I'll get angry!" she stalked away. Pausing until she heard some feet following. Shish.
***
Diana woke groggy. Ack...didn't wanna wake. Bad day. Bad week, hated the month. Beside her Vegeta stirred, stretched and yawned. She flung her arms around him and pinned him down below her. "What time is it..." he wondered sleepy. "Early, go to sleep." "I never wake before 6...it's 6..." "No it isn't just an illusio..." she never finished as beside their room they heard soundly like a battle was raging, howls and screams. Water splashing and a door slamming open against the wall. Snickering panting, Zorn bolted away for his life as a dripping king, his white shirt clinging to his soaked skin, and a puffed out tail aimed with his palm.
"YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THAT YOU MANIAC!" he howled. "BUT I HAVE FOR ALMOST 50 YEARS! GOTTO GO!! ROW CALL!!" A Ki ball tailed him until he made a sharp left. Content Zorn wiped his brow. That went well. Hadn't done that for 2 years. Still hadn't lost his touch...of cold water...hehehe. Diana opened the door and eyed the dripping and brooding king who with dripping feet turned and stalked back into Vegeta's old room and slammed the door closed. He woke well...err...she glanced up. The prince smirked then frowned. That promised a good mood for today...
***
She led them to a room she hadn't seen on Saucer's bugs. And made them sit down in a circle. Confused they complied. She flopped down herself. And flinched as she landed on her tail bone. Blinking away a tear she settled. An angry hot pain flaring up her spine. Ouch, ouch... a couple had seen it and eyed her empathic.
"Now I remember...lady Sakura, what are you doing here?" Nail uttered amazed. She moved to the side and rubbed her rear. Actually hurt lots...ow...
"I ah...ouch...I ah...came with a mission of my own." She sputtered. DAMN hated bones and nerves. She settled for sitting on her knees. "As you all know by now, my name is Sakura and not Ting. I burrowed her ID for a while. She's sleeping in my bed. I read a little about your race, pacifist correct?" they nodded. "Well, in essence, so am I. A bit. I actually work as a spy here. For the Saiyans..." some eyed her sceptic. Others turned away.
"Aw come on. So they have a bad rep. Their prisoners just like you." "And love their slavery." one muttered. "WRONG." Sakura snarled. "How do you feel when your elder is kicked out of his throne every time that oath above comes over unexpected? They have their bad points, but also good. At least they have pride, and Ice-jin lack. I wanted to ask you to use your superior hearing and tell me so I can send it to the planet. But I see you enjoy being here, as much as they enjoy working for Coola." Faces turned to the other as they scanned their reactions.
"I would have proposed an alliance between the saiyans and Namek-jin, so that after we defeat him 'together', you'd get your planet and people back. But your not interested." she rose to leave them. Nail asked her to wait. They huddled together to discuss it.
"If there is one race that can defeat Coola and his father, it's the saiyans, they eliminated Freeza too." Sakura reminded them. Sure she didn't know much about that, but it was a fact.
"They did?" one asked. Others nodded and mumbled on about what to do. "What do you have to lose? I know, to strengthen my intentions, I can make the king leave your planet in peace, even make them help you if you require it. It's my intention to build a greater alliance with several species. You're the first I offer it to."
"What can assure us your not lying?" one asked. "If you give me time, I can hand you an official document from the king himself. Fact is also, that I am his bed mate. Nearly his mate. He'll listen. And my sister is marrying his son." More discussion. She allowed them. After a few minutes Nail, who seemed their spokesmen, agreed to the alliance.
"We don't have much fighting power, but we'll join." "Saiyan's have the fighting power for now. What I need is information about Coola's plans, what he does and has done with other planets. What I do know, is that he's breaking all treaties and starting internal wars on different planets in this quadrant."
"I'm working in the landing bay, I can listen in to reports given to the commander by new arrivals..." One mused. "I'm at the command room...I can listen in as well to communication messages..." "I work in the kitchen." One muttered moody.
"Ah, but people tend to gossip during lunches." Sakura reminded him. He eyed her soar. "I know...but they prepare meat and I'm a vegetarian..." empathic she eyed him. "Maybe I can get you transferred..." He eyed her grateful. She snapped her fingers. All glanced up stunned. "GOT IT! You my friend, will be my contact. You'll understand soon enough. Are we settled with this agreement?" They nodded. More optimistic then before. As she lead them to the training rooms Nail walked beside her.
"You could ask Dende to fix your tail bone." Soar she eyed up. "That obvious?" He smiled slightly. "Only a little. You walk like a warrior." "I am one...just not now..." "You cannot stand pain?" "Sure I can, just not from my butt." "If I may ask...what was your role in the palace? Obviously not a warrior...he wouldn't sleep with one..." "I'm more of a consort. And spy." he hmm-ed. "Ah, your one of the concubine? He moped about not owning you." "Bet he did. And I prefer Courtesan. Concubine sounds awful."
"Coola had 15 at one time, then it bored him because he couldn't get his hands on either or both of you, and he shot them." Sakura paused her steps. "He...slept with them?" Nail nodded. The colour drained from her face, that wasn't in the job description! "Don't fear, he is sexless, as are we. He has not the reproductive system you have. All he can do is sleep with you." she sighed deep and relieved. Bemused Nail eyed down at her. "You let yourself be transferred to this ship, did you not?" He muttered softer now they passed other crew members. Who eyed them disgusted.
"Sort off. The situation demanded it." she whispered back. He never responded. "Okay, in you go." she shooed them inside an empty room and leaned into the doorframe as they warmed up. Her hands itched. So she left the door and stretched with them.
"You intent to join us?" Nail asked curious. "I need to let off steam." She responded. "Your behaviour is very unlike Ting." he warned. Smug Sakura glanced up. "I don't care, it's a one timer." Eager she eyed the sparring between couples. And there wasn't an even number. So she had her turn. Again, landing on her rear. Having enough she rubbed away a second pain tear. Ouch...OUCH. Nail who had been sparring eyed her.
"My bum..." she whined. He dropped the fight stance and smiled a bit. "I believe it's time for your visit to Dende." "Ow...hurts...I hate that bone...so small but nasty..." Nail pulled her on her feet as she flinched and bend over a bit. All in hopes to stop the pain. "It'll be humiliating." she whined. "My butt..." "Go now, we will be waiting." He lightly ushered her out as behind him several snickered. Sakura turned and eyed them whimpering.
"Don't laugh...it hurts...pacifist my butt...ow my butt! Sadists you are..."
***
"My belly hurts." Diana complained. Kakarott regarded her calm. "I'm no nurse, but my guess is...the baby." He told her. They were seated in the garden the king had ordered to be made under Diana and Sakura's watchful eye. "Actually weird...not having my period. Maybe my belly hurts because I threw up thrice already." Kakarott nodded. "That could be it." he agreed. "Kakarott? Why don't you have a mate?" he eyed her stunned. "Haven't found one yet." "How about Celipa?" "Too old." "Hmm...Someone from the royal guard?"
"Nah." "Why not?" "Because." "No answer..." she playfully prodded him. "Come on...why not?" he eyed her. "Because Taurus did once and it's only trouble." she sneered at him. "Duh, and if he jumps into a lava flow, you do too? Come on. Zorn has a girl friend too...potential mate..." "That's been off and on for years." he muttered. Leaning back in the bench.
"Tough cooky eh? I'll bet I can find one for yah." He sat up rigid and glared at her. "Don't you dare. I'm perfectly happy being single!" Diana rose and walked around him and started being a pain. Leaning in to his ears. First right then left.
"Prefer boys instead?" he flushed. "NO." she giggled. "I see...a couple?" "NO." "Virgin?" "WHO ME?" "Yes, nothing to be ashamed off..." "Woman, I got two weeks throne room for sleeping with one of the kings w..." she stopped and eyed around. Err... wasn't supposed to be public... "Now, now, there, there. Always believed you tried, never knew you succeeded...how was she? What colour hair?" she buzzed around him like a wasp. "Come on...I know you want to tell me..." Kakarott tapped his scouter.
"Oh, look at the time, lunch!" He jumped up and tried to bolt away, but Diana already had his scouter and tossed it into the bushes. "Well Kakarott? What girls do you prefer? Like me?" she glanced up and smirked as he blushed. He did? "What did you think of Sakura and me then?" Deeper blush. "Ever dreamed about us warming your bed?" Crimson. He glanced at his toes. "There is no shame in thinking about someone you desire. Bet if Sakura knew..." His eyes darted up then back down. "She liked you, you know." Deeper blush still. "Oh Kakarott stop blushing, it's quite normal to talk about it." "You're the princes and she's the kings." He concluded. "Do I ware a plate on my head which says I'm the princes? Oh, I carry his brat. I'm off the list. But Sakura isn't." She pulled him down. "Worst thing that can happed is she beds you and blackmails you like Zorn for over two years now...oops...shouldn't have said that..." Empty Kakarott blinked...Zorn? He fell down and glanced up.
"She and Zorn?" Diana propped her arms in her waist. "Hush, he's afraid for his reputation and his life." she scolded with a smirk. "Actually started with that day, dress up? Me just out of the tank? All an accident..." Kakarott tapped his chin. Trying to remember then his mouth dropped open.
"Oh my...day three or was it four...?" Diana nodded. "He actually was her first lover too..." Kakarott dropped on his back and glanced at the red sky. "So, she blackmailed him for over 2 years?" Diana blocking the suns nodded. He started laughing and couldn't stop. Diana flopped beside him.
"Wanna know some more?" "Screw lunch break, tell!" "Well, he wasn't the first. She's an addict." Kakarott stopped his laughter and propped himself on one arm.
"Nympho?"
"Why do you think she sleeps with the king so often? And is fresh as can be the same morning. She blackmailed many...same tactics as the captain." Kakarott smirked. "Taurus too?"
"No. She didn't need to blackmail him, just warn him." Kakarott snorted. "Well, seems my hopes just got a boost." Content he eyed passing clouds as Diana lay beside him.
"Hey Kakarott?" "Yes?" "What is the job of a prince's mate?" Kakarott sighed deep. "No idea, but I bet my job gets harder." They laughed together. "I'll nag Vegeta later, about his favourite word, 'Protocol.'" They laughed more.
***
Silently she stood near Coola, watching the red planet below her growing smaller and for a moment being turned away from her sight. She stood in a sleek shuttle, on her other side Saucer who eyed her over before standing attention again. Perv. His glances hadn't changed over the years. She retreated into her mind. Crossing her arms and pondering her next move.
An image of Diana flashed in her mind. Poor Diana. She'd be mad at her. And she knew. Knew about her fear. Never being separated meant a fear for never being re-united. And no one knew how long this would take. She hoped Vegeta would take good care of her while she was gone...he'd better.
The mother ship, a Saucer shaped ship, came into view. Inside she shuddered. Her home for the upcoming...yeah what? Weeks? Months...years?
***
Diana still lay on the bed. She couldn't sleep anymore. Outside Vegeta and his father were settling their frustrations. She had them too, and needed to vent...but how. Sighing she rose and walked outside to where Kakarott stood. Waving him after her they walked to the main hall. A wide high hallway. There she used an old sword and ordered him to shoot to her. He frowned.
"Are you certain?" he stammered. Wasn't appealing to him much. Shoot at the princes mate to be? Who carried his heir? "Yes, shoot TO me not AT me." Grimacing she clasped the handle tighter and waited. He slowly loaded and aimed to her right. Shooting it not too high paced she intercepted it and cut it in half. The two objects colliding into a wall and drape that smouldered.
"AGAIN!" she yelled feisty. He shot again, again split in two. And again, and again. He did it at a higher pace, two out of three were cut. Stress relief...with yells and snarls she whirled around her body and cut as many as she could.
***
Demure Sakura waited as Coola exited after docking. He turned and smiled at her. A dangerous smile. And he reached out his hand for her to take.
"Lady Sakura, don't be shy. My ship is your ship. Make it your new home." Producing a sweet smile while inside she barfed she walked up to him and placed her hand over his. As had been his intention. Side by side they walked off the plank and into the ship itself. From there through hallways where soldiers and crew men jumped into stiff attention as they passed. Coola parading with her. Showing her off to his own men? How pathetic. They entered a cabin. Which was spacey enough. And kind of nice. But not like her room back in the palace.
"Here my dear. You must be tired. Your rooms." She thanked him and watched him as he left her alone. As soon as the doors slid closed she bolted to the window. And saw how the ship turned away from the red planet with two suns, and to the for her, unknown. Silently she cried out Diana's name. And even the kings. But it was no use. Best get to work. The door chimed. She stated enter. And in came a green being. Very tall with tentacles on his head.
"Your luggage milady." He muttered gruff. And carefully draped them on the double sized bed. She walked up to the three metre tall person, who glanced down at her. Clad in a black long sleeved suit and the standard armour. Dark green skin and pointy ears?
"Excuse me, but what race are you?" she asked curious. He glanced stunned down at her. "Namek-jin." he responded gruff as before. "Fascinating. Your name please?" "Nail." she blinked. "Nail? Odd name. Mine is Sakura. I'll be around for awhile I'm afraid." He eyed her carefully. "Taken by 'him'?" He asked. She eyed him, darn, getting a stiff neck. He was about as tall as a larger Saiyan. "I was." She responded. He didn't have to know what she was up to. For one, she didn't know anything about his race or his ties to Coola. Second, she didn't know who he personally was involved. How ever, through his word choice and tone she did realise he was more mentally developed then the others she'd seen until now.
"Another one...your not a Saiyan, are you?" she shook her head. "No, something else. Your not here by free will either?" he shook his head. He was bald as well. She absently noted.
"No, my planet was raided of the population, and put to work in his army. The elders were shot." "Sorry to hear it." She muttered empathic. He shrugged it off. "I must return to my work now, lest I get in trouble. Rest well milady." "Call me Sakura when we're alone. The lady stuff bugs me." He produced a slight smile. "As you wish, Sakura. I bid you a good night."
"Thanks. Nite Nail." he left as her job only just began. Sure she was tired. Had been up since 4 am to trace down that informant. But now she had stuff to prepare. Walking to a console after digging up a candy bar from Vegeta-sei she munched on it as she scanned through the racial list this ship had. All other options blocked. Damn. Well she'd hack into it later. First on her list were the Namek-jin. Second, loads of bugs. Not bed bugs, or flying bugs, nope, microphone bugs. And they even could crawl. All looking like regular bugs. She snickered. Bugs, looking and acting like...bugs. Bugs will be bugs, being bugs.
The night passed slowly, hell what day or night? She didn't even know if there was a time difference. Probably was though. She doubted they would change time tables every time they went to a planet. Now she knew lots bout Nail's people. They should be placed on the serious endangered species list. Only a hand full remained. 400? And funny enough...sexless. And appearing male. They reproduced in a different way. Spitting out eggs instead of delivering. And they could do so quickly too. The egg still had to be hatched though, which did take time. But they could chose to become a parent nearly instantly. Should be handy. But since capture they hadn't reproduced.
Their planet still existed but was taken over by another race. Horrible idea. As if planets were exchangeable. And then you had a dozen other races. Humanoids, looking like her in all possible colours by the way. You had lizard beings, toads...fish...goats, bulls...like a bloody Zoo. Now she could see walking and talking DNA screw ups. Well that was too harsh. Nature or the universe surely had a plan for them. But back home...home- home, they even no debated the idea of messing with DNA. Well, here she had examples...
"Maybe I can get together with nail and his kind some more. They used to be pacifists, yet able to defend themselves. That's why they all were taken. Healers stuffed in sickbays, warriors into the army." She mused while on her bed. Several bugs already snuck through air vents. She found a map of the ship. And programmed their co-ordinates. Gotto love technology. But she was realistic enough to believe they might be discovered. So she'd better find a black sheep. And soon.
"Goodnight Diana...sorry..." she curled up and fell asleep.
***
In the palace Diana still tired now wielded the sword. "Another one!" Soar Kakarott eyed her. "You should rest..." he sputtered. "It's 4 am..." "SO? SHOOT." "I'm tired..." "GUARD, take over. Kakarott, dismissed." Shaking his head Kakarott walked away. She would kill herself one of these days...panting and bruised two royals parched on the roof of the highest tower. Their suits had burn holes and were torn at places.
"Son, good thing you said watch out for the 'Ice-Cube' bar. Never saw it." "Yeah well, Diana's attached to that joint." A Ki blast shot from a window into the night sky. "She's still at it?" the king mused. "Yes, she has it in her head. So she continues until she drops." The prince explained calmly.
"AGAIN YOU FOOL, STRONGER, I'M NOT PORCELAIN! STUPID NAPPA TRASH! THAT'S MUCH BETTER! AGAIN!"
"Still pissed too." Vegeta mused. Pulling his knees up and rested his chin on them. "So I noticed." the king sullen responded. Not caring that half the half the hall was scorched, drapes perforated, and guards not too happy with flying Ki balls. All went well enough, until the guard aimed so wrong she missed. His fault offcourse...she wasn't tired...Nah...and singed her hair. Stricken she dropped the sword and touched it. And went ballistic, grabbing the sword she chased the guard down the halls. He ran quickly away. Not daring to harm her. Making a mistake in counting hallways he found himself in a dead end. He whirled around against the wall. How embarrassing. Grinning nasty Diana walked up to him. Sword ready.
Confused the king and prince eyed the now calm window. What was wrong? Flew down and glanced around. A guard was missing from his place. His neighbour broke the none moving or speaking law and glanced pleating at both.
"Sires, her hair was singed, and she ran after him and he ran into a dead end! And she has a sword..." Vegeta sweat dropped. Her and swords...bad combination,. One of his fathers blunders. They were too good with them.
"YOUR HIGHNESS!!!" One yelled 6 hallways down. "Captain ZORN, COMMANDER NAPPA, ANY ONE!?" "YOU...SINGING MY HAIR!!!" They heard the sound of metal clashing against stone. "STAND STILL!" metal on metal.
"I'M SORRY MILADY!" "Sorry? HAH MY ASS!!" Vegeta bolted down the halls and snatched her hand with sword before she could land another blow. The guard glanced up relieved, as blood tickled down his right shoulder and a light cut from his left cheek. Vegeta tucked her in bed, with him beside her. Soon she fell asleep. So did he.
***
Sakura woke early. Sitting up she dug up her scouter from the pillow and put it on to check her bugs.
1. Coola's audience room. Silent. 2. Coola's bedroom. Nothing. 3. Saucers room. Buzzing?
She tapped the scouter, and bug interface. It showed her an image. Bit blurry but visual enough. He was hunched behind a computer. What was he up too? She zoomed into his hands and snickered as she hit record. A code. He obscured the screen. But she managed to see the code from the beginning. Even hunching more over the screen, she didn't see anything anymore. Darn. Then her eyes spied...her own computer. Marvellous! What juicy secrets did he have? Rising she walked to her computer and activated it. It greeted her with the guest screen. However locating the personnel section was easy.
She typed in the code and waited patiently while Saucer closed his down and dressed. Not interested in his bum she de-activated the scouter. No, take the kings butt, now that was a cute one! Ah...her king...missed him a bit. Good sex. Finally the screen showed her a new menu. Eh? Interested, but unable to read the gibberish she coyly tapped one button. It showed the canteen. HEY! More bugs! Snickering she tapped another she stopped laughing...HEY? She saw her own back. now this wasn't funny. She was being bugged? Locating it she strolled though the room and placed a camera on the same height. Lay on the bed with lights out. The thing took a picture, and spat out the result. Grinning she put it before the camera of Saucer. And snickered. Who was beating who? Now then...Skipping she returned to the computer and had to continue in the dark, or the trick would fail.
Ah, Coola's room? Naughty... the runt was still asleep. His tail flicked in his sleep. Snorting she changed channels. Ah, his audience room, sickbay, kitchen? Bunks? How intrusive... She saw several Nails hovering, meditating it seemed, and while doing so, were targets for tomatoes? Aw? Poor things. She returned to sickbay, there, a little tyke! A little Nail! Eh? Not one but 3! How cute! They were used as slaves...aw... Well then, she already picked out a persona she'd eliminate. A miss Ting. Looked enough like her. And if sleep induced...she'd get to sleep all cosy in her place. Besides she was only 3 of the crew who were female and humanoid. Now how to...AH. She found a intercom button. Thanks Saucer...
"Will miss Ting report to the landing bay." She called around then stopped the transmission. Hehehe. She pulled on her suit while Ting had to walk across the ship to get there. Actually she was nastier...she had a whole different scheme for poor Ting. After dressing in her uniform she dug in her bag, a gift from the chief of sickbay. Sure she blackmailed him in getting her hands on this prototype. She held her 'baby' carefully before tucking it away. Show time! She snuck out before stalking down the halls to the landing bay. As expected, Ting waited there. With a blow pipe Sakura shot a dart in her neck. Only took a few seconds before Ting lay on the ground. Knock out. Big switch. She pulled a night-gown from here suit and undressed the woman. Put some makeup on, and made her look all pretty. Then she took the device and zapped herself. Blinded she rubbed her eyes. Shish...needed fine-tuning, she saw all kinds of spots.
Shaking her head clear she worked open Tings eyes and flashed her. There. For 12 hours she'd be Sakura. Hehehe. Mind messing...but it worked...she hoped. Like she said, prototype. She activated tings scouter after hiding the extra suit, boots and stuff in a container.
"Lieutenant, I found master Coola's girl friend, she probably sleepwalked..." A voice barked back. Making Sakura wonder if he would look like a dog. -DAMMIT! WELL GET HER BACK BEFORE HE NOTICES!- "Sir, yes sir, but she's too heavy for one." -Weak female! Brag will be there in a sec. WON'T YOU BRAG!- -Yyyyes Sssir.- Sounded a whimpering voice. Pathetic...she mused. Now she only forgot one thing. She should have zapped Ting before her. Now she didn't know her colleagues. Ah well...BACKFIRE, infernal back fire.
Soon the doors slid open and made Sakura blink. Brag was...HUGE, and cuddly. Hairy and she couldn't determine his eyes from his ears. But cute. "Ting, you know, I hate my job." AH, colleagues! "Yeah, you told before." she improvised. "Am I that shallow?" "Nah, see through. Gimme a hand would yah?" "You talk odd." "Cold." He shrugged, bend over and scooped 'Sakura' up.
"Wonder what his business is with this one." Brag mused. "Yeah, she was forced to leave the Saiyan king's side, and move here. Blackmail." Sakura told him. "His favourite game. Ah well. Poor thing. Lets get her back to bed. Maybe she wanted to return already eh?" he laughed cold then shook his head. If he had one. It was more like an IT person from the Adams family. Just one big hairball.
She tagged along. Hell she didn't even knew what her job was. She couldn't access personnel files. "Hey brag, I have a headache...where was I supposed to be again?" he eyed her bemused.
"You get to tame the Namekies all day. Be careful you don't turn green." She nodded. "Yeah, yeah, where again? I hit my head real good..." "Not the first time you oath. I should be payed for this. I'm a walking scheduler for yah." Brag snickered. "What every, look I'm moody. I find that wench and now I'm lost and have a headache." he nodded. They entered her bedroom and he put Ting to bed. Actually very caring. Sweet. Without being noticed Sakura removed the picture and dropped it behind a cabinet. Served it's purpose...
"Well come on you memory blank." Brag muttered and waved her after him. She complied eagerly. Trying to memorise the way they walked. She hoped Ting was a good lady...hehehe. T'was only a temporal memory overwrite. She wouldn't even remember it.
They walked through the ship. Going to the lowest level which was...dirty...dusty and not well lit. "Did I ever say I hate this joint?" she mused peeved. "Only about a few million times." "I hate this place into infinity." She muttered. He laughed. "New one. Enjoy, walk the Namekies, and get them to do some training. Their stubborn. Meditating all frigging day. Hell I don't envy you ting. See yah at lunch." she waved him off as she walked on. It even dripped water here? How was that possible? This ship was it past it's milage?
Her boots made little sound on the floor as she walked on. How would they respond to her? What the hell would she say? Probably bugged here...Then without warning she stumbled upon a group of about 15 Namek-jin.
"Good morning gentleman." She began. Damn they all looked the same...which one was Nail? They ignored her. One opened his eye before closing it again. Peeved she eyed them. "Aw come on, I'm doing my job here...Look I can meditate too, har-har. Now stop doing that." No response. She started to get really annoyed. And knew a nasty meditation trick. She developed one with Diana to bug others. And that was still back at high school. Poor dopes. Some had been so happy they at long last managed to meditate, then along came they and zapped them awake. Diana's idea by the way. She walked to one and again warned them if they didn't wake up now she'd do something. No response. She stood still, closed her eyes and cleansed her mind. Like this she touched one's arm and send a mental shock through his system. Unknown to her it was much more powerful now then since high school as she had developed her Ki. He was launched backwards and slammed against a wall. Shocked Sakura eyed it.
"Oh my gosh...I didn't mean to that hard...never did that hard, are you alright?" soar he glanced up with amazed eyes.
"How did you do that?" he asked. She snickered. "My little secret...can you wake your friends. I don't wanna zap them anymore..." he nodded weary. Touching them lightly. Soon all 15 stood on their feet and towered over her small self.
"She's a bright Ki?" one mused. A wot? "I met her before..." another mused. She turned his way. Nail? "Can't place it." "Nail?" dammit they were talking about her like a kid! She stood to her full 1.75 metres. Which, compared to 3 to 4 metres...was nothing...hmm. "Now just stop gossiping about me like I'm not here! Follow me or I'll get angry!" she stalked away. Pausing until she heard some feet following. Shish.
***
Diana woke groggy. Ack...didn't wanna wake. Bad day. Bad week, hated the month. Beside her Vegeta stirred, stretched and yawned. She flung her arms around him and pinned him down below her. "What time is it..." he wondered sleepy. "Early, go to sleep." "I never wake before 6...it's 6..." "No it isn't just an illusio..." she never finished as beside their room they heard soundly like a battle was raging, howls and screams. Water splashing and a door slamming open against the wall. Snickering panting, Zorn bolted away for his life as a dripping king, his white shirt clinging to his soaked skin, and a puffed out tail aimed with his palm.
"YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THAT YOU MANIAC!" he howled. "BUT I HAVE FOR ALMOST 50 YEARS! GOTTO GO!! ROW CALL!!" A Ki ball tailed him until he made a sharp left. Content Zorn wiped his brow. That went well. Hadn't done that for 2 years. Still hadn't lost his touch...of cold water...hehehe. Diana opened the door and eyed the dripping and brooding king who with dripping feet turned and stalked back into Vegeta's old room and slammed the door closed. He woke well...err...she glanced up. The prince smirked then frowned. That promised a good mood for today...
***
She led them to a room she hadn't seen on Saucer's bugs. And made them sit down in a circle. Confused they complied. She flopped down herself. And flinched as she landed on her tail bone. Blinking away a tear she settled. An angry hot pain flaring up her spine. Ouch, ouch... a couple had seen it and eyed her empathic.
"Now I remember...lady Sakura, what are you doing here?" Nail uttered amazed. She moved to the side and rubbed her rear. Actually hurt lots...ow...
"I ah...ouch...I ah...came with a mission of my own." She sputtered. DAMN hated bones and nerves. She settled for sitting on her knees. "As you all know by now, my name is Sakura and not Ting. I burrowed her ID for a while. She's sleeping in my bed. I read a little about your race, pacifist correct?" they nodded. "Well, in essence, so am I. A bit. I actually work as a spy here. For the Saiyans..." some eyed her sceptic. Others turned away.
"Aw come on. So they have a bad rep. Their prisoners just like you." "And love their slavery." one muttered. "WRONG." Sakura snarled. "How do you feel when your elder is kicked out of his throne every time that oath above comes over unexpected? They have their bad points, but also good. At least they have pride, and Ice-jin lack. I wanted to ask you to use your superior hearing and tell me so I can send it to the planet. But I see you enjoy being here, as much as they enjoy working for Coola." Faces turned to the other as they scanned their reactions.
"I would have proposed an alliance between the saiyans and Namek-jin, so that after we defeat him 'together', you'd get your planet and people back. But your not interested." she rose to leave them. Nail asked her to wait. They huddled together to discuss it.
"If there is one race that can defeat Coola and his father, it's the saiyans, they eliminated Freeza too." Sakura reminded them. Sure she didn't know much about that, but it was a fact.
"They did?" one asked. Others nodded and mumbled on about what to do. "What do you have to lose? I know, to strengthen my intentions, I can make the king leave your planet in peace, even make them help you if you require it. It's my intention to build a greater alliance with several species. You're the first I offer it to."
"What can assure us your not lying?" one asked. "If you give me time, I can hand you an official document from the king himself. Fact is also, that I am his bed mate. Nearly his mate. He'll listen. And my sister is marrying his son." More discussion. She allowed them. After a few minutes Nail, who seemed their spokesmen, agreed to the alliance.
"We don't have much fighting power, but we'll join." "Saiyan's have the fighting power for now. What I need is information about Coola's plans, what he does and has done with other planets. What I do know, is that he's breaking all treaties and starting internal wars on different planets in this quadrant."
"I'm working in the landing bay, I can listen in to reports given to the commander by new arrivals..." One mused. "I'm at the command room...I can listen in as well to communication messages..." "I work in the kitchen." One muttered moody.
"Ah, but people tend to gossip during lunches." Sakura reminded him. He eyed her soar. "I know...but they prepare meat and I'm a vegetarian..." empathic she eyed him. "Maybe I can get you transferred..." He eyed her grateful. She snapped her fingers. All glanced up stunned. "GOT IT! You my friend, will be my contact. You'll understand soon enough. Are we settled with this agreement?" They nodded. More optimistic then before. As she lead them to the training rooms Nail walked beside her.
"You could ask Dende to fix your tail bone." Soar she eyed up. "That obvious?" He smiled slightly. "Only a little. You walk like a warrior." "I am one...just not now..." "You cannot stand pain?" "Sure I can, just not from my butt." "If I may ask...what was your role in the palace? Obviously not a warrior...he wouldn't sleep with one..." "I'm more of a consort. And spy." he hmm-ed. "Ah, your one of the concubine? He moped about not owning you." "Bet he did. And I prefer Courtesan. Concubine sounds awful."
"Coola had 15 at one time, then it bored him because he couldn't get his hands on either or both of you, and he shot them." Sakura paused her steps. "He...slept with them?" Nail nodded. The colour drained from her face, that wasn't in the job description! "Don't fear, he is sexless, as are we. He has not the reproductive system you have. All he can do is sleep with you." she sighed deep and relieved. Bemused Nail eyed down at her. "You let yourself be transferred to this ship, did you not?" He muttered softer now they passed other crew members. Who eyed them disgusted.
"Sort off. The situation demanded it." she whispered back. He never responded. "Okay, in you go." she shooed them inside an empty room and leaned into the doorframe as they warmed up. Her hands itched. So she left the door and stretched with them.
"You intent to join us?" Nail asked curious. "I need to let off steam." She responded. "Your behaviour is very unlike Ting." he warned. Smug Sakura glanced up. "I don't care, it's a one timer." Eager she eyed the sparring between couples. And there wasn't an even number. So she had her turn. Again, landing on her rear. Having enough she rubbed away a second pain tear. Ouch...OUCH. Nail who had been sparring eyed her.
"My bum..." she whined. He dropped the fight stance and smiled a bit. "I believe it's time for your visit to Dende." "Ow...hurts...I hate that bone...so small but nasty..." Nail pulled her on her feet as she flinched and bend over a bit. All in hopes to stop the pain. "It'll be humiliating." she whined. "My butt..." "Go now, we will be waiting." He lightly ushered her out as behind him several snickered. Sakura turned and eyed them whimpering.
"Don't laugh...it hurts...pacifist my butt...ow my butt! Sadists you are..."
***
"My belly hurts." Diana complained. Kakarott regarded her calm. "I'm no nurse, but my guess is...the baby." He told her. They were seated in the garden the king had ordered to be made under Diana and Sakura's watchful eye. "Actually weird...not having my period. Maybe my belly hurts because I threw up thrice already." Kakarott nodded. "That could be it." he agreed. "Kakarott? Why don't you have a mate?" he eyed her stunned. "Haven't found one yet." "How about Celipa?" "Too old." "Hmm...Someone from the royal guard?"
"Nah." "Why not?" "Because." "No answer..." she playfully prodded him. "Come on...why not?" he eyed her. "Because Taurus did once and it's only trouble." she sneered at him. "Duh, and if he jumps into a lava flow, you do too? Come on. Zorn has a girl friend too...potential mate..." "That's been off and on for years." he muttered. Leaning back in the bench.
"Tough cooky eh? I'll bet I can find one for yah." He sat up rigid and glared at her. "Don't you dare. I'm perfectly happy being single!" Diana rose and walked around him and started being a pain. Leaning in to his ears. First right then left.
"Prefer boys instead?" he flushed. "NO." she giggled. "I see...a couple?" "NO." "Virgin?" "WHO ME?" "Yes, nothing to be ashamed off..." "Woman, I got two weeks throne room for sleeping with one of the kings w..." she stopped and eyed around. Err... wasn't supposed to be public... "Now, now, there, there. Always believed you tried, never knew you succeeded...how was she? What colour hair?" she buzzed around him like a wasp. "Come on...I know you want to tell me..." Kakarott tapped his scouter.
"Oh, look at the time, lunch!" He jumped up and tried to bolt away, but Diana already had his scouter and tossed it into the bushes. "Well Kakarott? What girls do you prefer? Like me?" she glanced up and smirked as he blushed. He did? "What did you think of Sakura and me then?" Deeper blush. "Ever dreamed about us warming your bed?" Crimson. He glanced at his toes. "There is no shame in thinking about someone you desire. Bet if Sakura knew..." His eyes darted up then back down. "She liked you, you know." Deeper blush still. "Oh Kakarott stop blushing, it's quite normal to talk about it." "You're the princes and she's the kings." He concluded. "Do I ware a plate on my head which says I'm the princes? Oh, I carry his brat. I'm off the list. But Sakura isn't." She pulled him down. "Worst thing that can happed is she beds you and blackmails you like Zorn for over two years now...oops...shouldn't have said that..." Empty Kakarott blinked...Zorn? He fell down and glanced up.
"She and Zorn?" Diana propped her arms in her waist. "Hush, he's afraid for his reputation and his life." she scolded with a smirk. "Actually started with that day, dress up? Me just out of the tank? All an accident..." Kakarott tapped his chin. Trying to remember then his mouth dropped open.
"Oh my...day three or was it four...?" Diana nodded. "He actually was her first lover too..." Kakarott dropped on his back and glanced at the red sky. "So, she blackmailed him for over 2 years?" Diana blocking the suns nodded. He started laughing and couldn't stop. Diana flopped beside him.
"Wanna know some more?" "Screw lunch break, tell!" "Well, he wasn't the first. She's an addict." Kakarott stopped his laughter and propped himself on one arm.
"Nympho?"
"Why do you think she sleeps with the king so often? And is fresh as can be the same morning. She blackmailed many...same tactics as the captain." Kakarott smirked. "Taurus too?"
"No. She didn't need to blackmail him, just warn him." Kakarott snorted. "Well, seems my hopes just got a boost." Content he eyed passing clouds as Diana lay beside him.
"Hey Kakarott?" "Yes?" "What is the job of a prince's mate?" Kakarott sighed deep. "No idea, but I bet my job gets harder." They laughed together. "I'll nag Vegeta later, about his favourite word, 'Protocol.'" They laughed more.