Chapter 5
Authors Note:
I couldn't help it,
I just had to bring a chapter out,
I just left the last one there,
It's was just there with no real finish to it,
When I was writing it, I looked up at the screen and it said it was on the 6th page, that's why I stopped.
So her it goes.
Gohan could hear the hatred Vegeta used as he practically spat out Frieza's name.
Vegeta stayed silent for a few seconds, trying to calm himself down,
"He had thrown a blast that later on killed my father, but somehow I withstood it . . . that's why he liked me.
I lay on the ground, but as my people stared at me, my pride and honor rose and I forced myself to stand and turn to the owner of the blast.
The look on his face was priceless, eyes wide and little muttered coming from his mouth.
My blood boiled, nobody with anything right in their head would go to another planet and attack royalty, and even I knew that, so do you.
It's just common sense.
I glared at him, my opponent had also gotten hit, but was now laying in his own pool of blood, drowning in it.
Frieza composed himself and crossed his arms, his stupid mindless pick body starring at me, with amusement.
My father came up behind me and I could feel him looking at my back.
My father charged foreword, but I stopped him, I grabbed his foot and pulled him back, then charged at Frieza.
Frieza blocked me for a few pushes, as I yelled at him, demanding that he told me what he was thinking.
Then Frieza slipped, I faked and hit his face, and he was sent into the side of the stadium.
My father gasped from behind me, see, he knew who Frieza was, but I didn't; he knew the power Frieza had.
Frieza stood up and started laughing, rage filed me, it was then that I felt a spark, I knew something, when I explained it to my father he just shook his head . . . now I know that it was my blood telling me of my potential that I have still not achieved,
Super Saiyan.
I charged at Frieza again, mad that he would laugh at me, a prince,"
Gohan was totally absorbed in Vegeta's talking, it was so real, and he could hear the hate sorrow, loss, and anything Vegeta felt, Gohan felt he could feel it too.
Vegeta looked to the water which was almost full.
He flew to the hole he had made and closed it up,
"He waited, blocked, and finally, I stopped, it had taken a few minutes for me to cool down and realize the pain I was in.
What I didn't know, was that my back was bleeding badly, and I was loosing energy fast.
Frieza took my hands and legs and held me tightly, then handing me to my father as I struggled to get free,
'take your child away and clean him up, then bring him to me.'
Frieza said with delight.
Ever since then he has pushed me beyond my limits, but every time I felt that Super Saiyan snap, every time my power got too great, he would beat me, until I was almost dead.
I learned how to suppress my powers long before I met your father, I had to suppress them . . . cause you know that every time a Saiyan comes back to health after almost dieing, he is far stronger . . ."
Gohan kept his eyes on Vegeta's face as Vegeta took off his armor, then put his hand to the water.
"We were a peaceful race, we never knew any sort of violence like Frieza forced on us.
Of course we knew of it, but we weren't bad enough to do those things cause we knew that without people to rule, what is there to rule, so instead of killing planet populations, we just kept them alive, let them live, but we ruled them.
Every time a royal was born, we'd pick the least populated one, and get the child to destroy it."
Gohan looked troubled,
"Why?"
Vegeta heated the water until it was steaming, the took of the shirt part of his outfit, then climbed into the tub.
"Because every Saiyan is tested when born, powerful, not powerful, and at the age of six weeks, a royal child will go to a planet, and if he or she is successful at destroying it, they are dubbed worthy enough to rule, if not,"
Vegeta paused as an old memory came back.
"If not, then the child is left to survive on it's own, and we will track it, if anyone helps it, we would kill them."
Vegeta watched the steam continue to rise.
Gohan turned his head to the side a bit,
"Why do you keep saying we?"
Vegeta looked Gohan in the eye,
"Cause the last one to destroy a planet would be the first at the chance to kill the ones trying to help the ones who didn't succeed . . ."
Gohan could tell that this was something Vegeta didn't like, something about it made his skin crawl.
"Who did you help un-protect?"
Vegeta stayed silent,
"None of your business, I've had enough of you leave!"
Gohan jumped up,
"Thank you Vegeta,"
he said before running to the house,
'I'm sorry Apiphanie.'(I know that's in my other story but I like that name)
* * *
Bulma set out the fish, one of the tree Gohan had brought back was still cooking.
Vegeta had managed to eat a whole fish.
Gohan and Kurilln had eaten about half of one, and Bulma was working on a little bit that she had gotten for herself.
Vegeta starred at the cooking fish hungrily,
"When will it be finished?"
he barked.
Bulma swallowed some rice,
"In about ten minutes, If you're so hungry, why don't you eat something else that we have?"
Vegeta looked at the salad and rice,
'there's plenty rice.'
He told himself before digging into it.
Bulma growled,
"Put it on your plate before you eat it!"
Vegeta swallowed and started to dish it out onto his plate, then he ate it, then dished more out.
Bulma stood up and poked the fish with her finger,
"Okay Vegeta, you can carry it to the table if your that hungry."
Vegeta had it to the table before she knew it, and was eating.
'he eats faster than Goku!'
Bulma though to herself.
Vegeta was finished the fish in a few seconds.
When he was finished he took his dishes to the house and put them on the counter by the sink, then went back outside.
Bulma wondered why Vegeta had taken the plates in and not barked at her to put them in.
Vegeta picked up the two fish skeletons and threw them into the water, then went back to his tub,
'time to relax.'
He told his conscious.
Bulma watched Vegeta's half naked body walk away with a small blush.
Kurilln cleared his throat,
"Bulma you don't know where he's been if you know what I mean?"
Bulma looked at Kurilln,
"Somehow I don't think so Kurilln."
Kurilln frowned,
"And how would you know?"
Bulma leaned foreword and put her mouth up to Kurilln's ear,
"Cause he acted inexperience, like a teenager that was doing it for the first time."
Kurilln spazed out for a split second,
"Bulma, you didn't need to tell me that!"
he whined.
Bulma blushed,
"He did a great job of trying to hide it, but I could still tell, he was nervous, fidgeted a lot, seemed unsure of 'things'."
Kurilln groaned,
"Bulma, why are you telling me this?"
Bulma's stood up and took her dished into her arms,
"Cause you said I don't know where he's been . . . well he hasn't been anywhere."
Authors Note:
He he, I just had to do that , it's much more fun!
I don't really know if I'm gonna write another chapter right away or not,
Oh well, it'll come out eventually!
Authors Note:
I couldn't help it,
I just had to bring a chapter out,
I just left the last one there,
It's was just there with no real finish to it,
When I was writing it, I looked up at the screen and it said it was on the 6th page, that's why I stopped.
So her it goes.
Gohan could hear the hatred Vegeta used as he practically spat out Frieza's name.
Vegeta stayed silent for a few seconds, trying to calm himself down,
"He had thrown a blast that later on killed my father, but somehow I withstood it . . . that's why he liked me.
I lay on the ground, but as my people stared at me, my pride and honor rose and I forced myself to stand and turn to the owner of the blast.
The look on his face was priceless, eyes wide and little muttered coming from his mouth.
My blood boiled, nobody with anything right in their head would go to another planet and attack royalty, and even I knew that, so do you.
It's just common sense.
I glared at him, my opponent had also gotten hit, but was now laying in his own pool of blood, drowning in it.
Frieza composed himself and crossed his arms, his stupid mindless pick body starring at me, with amusement.
My father came up behind me and I could feel him looking at my back.
My father charged foreword, but I stopped him, I grabbed his foot and pulled him back, then charged at Frieza.
Frieza blocked me for a few pushes, as I yelled at him, demanding that he told me what he was thinking.
Then Frieza slipped, I faked and hit his face, and he was sent into the side of the stadium.
My father gasped from behind me, see, he knew who Frieza was, but I didn't; he knew the power Frieza had.
Frieza stood up and started laughing, rage filed me, it was then that I felt a spark, I knew something, when I explained it to my father he just shook his head . . . now I know that it was my blood telling me of my potential that I have still not achieved,
Super Saiyan.
I charged at Frieza again, mad that he would laugh at me, a prince,"
Gohan was totally absorbed in Vegeta's talking, it was so real, and he could hear the hate sorrow, loss, and anything Vegeta felt, Gohan felt he could feel it too.
Vegeta looked to the water which was almost full.
He flew to the hole he had made and closed it up,
"He waited, blocked, and finally, I stopped, it had taken a few minutes for me to cool down and realize the pain I was in.
What I didn't know, was that my back was bleeding badly, and I was loosing energy fast.
Frieza took my hands and legs and held me tightly, then handing me to my father as I struggled to get free,
'take your child away and clean him up, then bring him to me.'
Frieza said with delight.
Ever since then he has pushed me beyond my limits, but every time I felt that Super Saiyan snap, every time my power got too great, he would beat me, until I was almost dead.
I learned how to suppress my powers long before I met your father, I had to suppress them . . . cause you know that every time a Saiyan comes back to health after almost dieing, he is far stronger . . ."
Gohan kept his eyes on Vegeta's face as Vegeta took off his armor, then put his hand to the water.
"We were a peaceful race, we never knew any sort of violence like Frieza forced on us.
Of course we knew of it, but we weren't bad enough to do those things cause we knew that without people to rule, what is there to rule, so instead of killing planet populations, we just kept them alive, let them live, but we ruled them.
Every time a royal was born, we'd pick the least populated one, and get the child to destroy it."
Gohan looked troubled,
"Why?"
Vegeta heated the water until it was steaming, the took of the shirt part of his outfit, then climbed into the tub.
"Because every Saiyan is tested when born, powerful, not powerful, and at the age of six weeks, a royal child will go to a planet, and if he or she is successful at destroying it, they are dubbed worthy enough to rule, if not,"
Vegeta paused as an old memory came back.
"If not, then the child is left to survive on it's own, and we will track it, if anyone helps it, we would kill them."
Vegeta watched the steam continue to rise.
Gohan turned his head to the side a bit,
"Why do you keep saying we?"
Vegeta looked Gohan in the eye,
"Cause the last one to destroy a planet would be the first at the chance to kill the ones trying to help the ones who didn't succeed . . ."
Gohan could tell that this was something Vegeta didn't like, something about it made his skin crawl.
"Who did you help un-protect?"
Vegeta stayed silent,
"None of your business, I've had enough of you leave!"
Gohan jumped up,
"Thank you Vegeta,"
he said before running to the house,
'I'm sorry Apiphanie.'(I know that's in my other story but I like that name)
* * *
Bulma set out the fish, one of the tree Gohan had brought back was still cooking.
Vegeta had managed to eat a whole fish.
Gohan and Kurilln had eaten about half of one, and Bulma was working on a little bit that she had gotten for herself.
Vegeta starred at the cooking fish hungrily,
"When will it be finished?"
he barked.
Bulma swallowed some rice,
"In about ten minutes, If you're so hungry, why don't you eat something else that we have?"
Vegeta looked at the salad and rice,
'there's plenty rice.'
He told himself before digging into it.
Bulma growled,
"Put it on your plate before you eat it!"
Vegeta swallowed and started to dish it out onto his plate, then he ate it, then dished more out.
Bulma stood up and poked the fish with her finger,
"Okay Vegeta, you can carry it to the table if your that hungry."
Vegeta had it to the table before she knew it, and was eating.
'he eats faster than Goku!'
Bulma though to herself.
Vegeta was finished the fish in a few seconds.
When he was finished he took his dishes to the house and put them on the counter by the sink, then went back outside.
Bulma wondered why Vegeta had taken the plates in and not barked at her to put them in.
Vegeta picked up the two fish skeletons and threw them into the water, then went back to his tub,
'time to relax.'
He told his conscious.
Bulma watched Vegeta's half naked body walk away with a small blush.
Kurilln cleared his throat,
"Bulma you don't know where he's been if you know what I mean?"
Bulma looked at Kurilln,
"Somehow I don't think so Kurilln."
Kurilln frowned,
"And how would you know?"
Bulma leaned foreword and put her mouth up to Kurilln's ear,
"Cause he acted inexperience, like a teenager that was doing it for the first time."
Kurilln spazed out for a split second,
"Bulma, you didn't need to tell me that!"
he whined.
Bulma blushed,
"He did a great job of trying to hide it, but I could still tell, he was nervous, fidgeted a lot, seemed unsure of 'things'."
Kurilln groaned,
"Bulma, why are you telling me this?"
Bulma's stood up and took her dished into her arms,
"Cause you said I don't know where he's been . . . well he hasn't been anywhere."
Authors Note:
He he, I just had to do that , it's much more fun!
I don't really know if I'm gonna write another chapter right away or not,
Oh well, it'll come out eventually!
