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This is going to be a short chapter so don't get your hopes up to high, anyway.on with Chapter Three. -------- Chapter 3: A fight?
"Bravo, Bravo," The king exclaimed and the ball room quieted as he began to speak, "well, looks like we have a couple of great dancers with us tonight, well, the ball is coming to a close and we'll finish with a fight at the end of the month; a fight between the prince and whoever will challenge him. I've decided that the primaries will be the night of the half moon, the last two fighters will fight over who will fight my son, the winner will become an elite," he announced, almost like he had planned this. Goku looked at Melydia and Melydia at him, a fight? The crowds busted into loud laughter and talk, talk of the new tournament and which were going to fight.
"Are you going to join, Goku?" Melydia asked, her tail uncoiling Sync with his.
"Yeah, I love a good fight, what's an elite?" Goku asked and she smacked a hand over his mouth, holding it closed.
"That's so funny Goku," she said loudly, almost like she was talking to everyone else, though they weren't playing attention to her. Goku gently removed her hand from his mouth, holding it for a moment before letting go.
"I know, I know, I have to watch what I say.are you joining Mel?" Goku asked, walking over to an unoccupied table and sitting at it.
"Nope, this is all you, Goku. Remember the last time we fought together? Father had to take us to the infirmary in ruins and we stayed in the regeneration tank for a week," Melydia exclaimed, laughing with Goku.
"Yeah," Goku laughed, "good times, good times." Vegeta walked up to them, clearing his throat loudly. They both stopped their laughing and looked over to the Prince of all Saiyans.
"Great," Melydia mumbled, "here's the party popper." Goku nudged her, smirking at her defiance and hoping that the prince didn't take her joke to seriously.
"Well, that was quiet the show, Melydia, you as well Kakarotto," Vegeta smirked, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Goku licked his lips imbibing the picture that the prince made and all of a sudden his pants became a tad too tight. Melydia tugged at his arm before Vegeta noticed anything and Goku calmed, his scent coming back to the normal boil of a Saiyan.
"Thanks," Goku finally said after what seemed like an eternity and he leaned back in his chair, arms folding over his chest. He pouted slightly as he fell into deep thought and Vegeta coughed, it was all he could do to restrain himself from fucking the life out of him (sorry about the language, habit).
Well that's it, I'll have to update soon but I need at least 5 reviews for some inspiration, helps my ego and my ego helps my writing. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review.
This is going to be a short chapter so don't get your hopes up to high, anyway.on with Chapter Three. -------- Chapter 3: A fight?
"Bravo, Bravo," The king exclaimed and the ball room quieted as he began to speak, "well, looks like we have a couple of great dancers with us tonight, well, the ball is coming to a close and we'll finish with a fight at the end of the month; a fight between the prince and whoever will challenge him. I've decided that the primaries will be the night of the half moon, the last two fighters will fight over who will fight my son, the winner will become an elite," he announced, almost like he had planned this. Goku looked at Melydia and Melydia at him, a fight? The crowds busted into loud laughter and talk, talk of the new tournament and which were going to fight.
"Are you going to join, Goku?" Melydia asked, her tail uncoiling Sync with his.
"Yeah, I love a good fight, what's an elite?" Goku asked and she smacked a hand over his mouth, holding it closed.
"That's so funny Goku," she said loudly, almost like she was talking to everyone else, though they weren't playing attention to her. Goku gently removed her hand from his mouth, holding it for a moment before letting go.
"I know, I know, I have to watch what I say.are you joining Mel?" Goku asked, walking over to an unoccupied table and sitting at it.
"Nope, this is all you, Goku. Remember the last time we fought together? Father had to take us to the infirmary in ruins and we stayed in the regeneration tank for a week," Melydia exclaimed, laughing with Goku.
"Yeah," Goku laughed, "good times, good times." Vegeta walked up to them, clearing his throat loudly. They both stopped their laughing and looked over to the Prince of all Saiyans.
"Great," Melydia mumbled, "here's the party popper." Goku nudged her, smirking at her defiance and hoping that the prince didn't take her joke to seriously.
"Well, that was quiet the show, Melydia, you as well Kakarotto," Vegeta smirked, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Goku licked his lips imbibing the picture that the prince made and all of a sudden his pants became a tad too tight. Melydia tugged at his arm before Vegeta noticed anything and Goku calmed, his scent coming back to the normal boil of a Saiyan.
"Thanks," Goku finally said after what seemed like an eternity and he leaned back in his chair, arms folding over his chest. He pouted slightly as he fell into deep thought and Vegeta coughed, it was all he could do to restrain himself from fucking the life out of him (sorry about the language, habit).
Well that's it, I'll have to update soon but I need at least 5 reviews for some inspiration, helps my ego and my ego helps my writing. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review.