Kitarrear: hello everybody I hope you are ok. Any way on with things um rating is subject to increase as there is male/male intimacy and male/female intimacy sorry if I've already said that it's likely to end up a R thing I'm used to British ratings so it'd be 18 rated in places which are away off yet mmm that's everything so on with interesting things.
Disclaimer: I own Kat and the plot he, he nothing else
Warnings: Drunkenness stupidity, ego inflation and general weirdness yeah ^_~
Chapter Two Truth of Worlds
She came back into the house her arms and hands laden with shopping bags one split as she walked across the living room from the garage, she shook her head and carried on. All the time she had been shopping she had been perfectly alert her new found Ki senses keeping an eye on the prince and her surroundings. She had never noticed before how everything seemed so totally different it was as though she had woken up to the world to see it anew. She starred about at the shopping bags there was enough to feed a lot of people from what she could see. She shook off the fact that she had spent a lot of money and trudged her way up stairs to see if Vegeta was alright. She turned the corner to her right at the top of the stairs and swung herself into her room and lent against the wall to look at Vegeta. She sighed. He was still there and hadn't moved he was still asleep and totally relaxed. She gently and carefully sat on the edge of her bed and looked over the various cuts scrapes and burns that where on his bare arms. She stood and walked out then returned with a first aid kit to clean his wounds. She knew there was no point but her mother always made sure that if some one was hurt that at least it was clean so it couldn't get infected and it had stuck with her that need to make sure things would heal well. So she went to work there where a few bad burns on his arms which she cleaned and dressed. She carefully hoisted Vegeta into a sitting position and removed his shirt and checked for any damaged areas, there was a bad burn on his back which she cleaned and dressed. She carefully removed his trousers and checked his legs for burns and cuts but his legs were fine. She smiled a job well done.
"I just hope you don't go nuts for waken up in your boxers."
She pulled the thin quilt back over him and left the room to put the shopping away. She had just finished packing and was wondering what to do that would involve being quiet so she didn't wake the resident Saiyan. She picked up the previously delivered package and carefully opened it.
"The last one no more waiting the complete set all mine." She breathed out the words as if to speak them was something so holy that it was blasphemous to say. She smiled only now realising just what she had. "I gotta watch this."
She rushed into the empty living room and sat down on a huge mound of cushions and tore off the plastic cover on the DVD case and smiled at the familiar words printed on the case. She crawled on hands and knees to the DVD player in front of her, turned it on, put in the disk and waited for the menu to came up. She sat in total bliss as she watched Buu's demise and Uub's battle with Goku and then the end credits to the last episodes of Dragonball Z. She smiled happily.
'At least I know what I can do quietly until Vegeta wakes up.' She had been upset when he had grown a beard or moustache but was happy to see the Vegeta she had at her house wasn't sporting one.
'I'd have shaved it off' she thought to herself 'He doesn't look the type to have facial hair it looks wrong on the mighty Prince of Saiyans.'
She mused awhile longer until she got up and put another DVD in, from the extensive collection she had. All the Dragonball Z series including the movies and a large collection of various Japanese and Chinese films at her disposal. The first episode of Dragonball Z with Raditz she smiled all the time as she watched. She slowly went through episodes it was at the end of the preparations for the androids and she was beginning to nod off. Her head flopped forward onto her chest and her body lent forwards until she over balanced and hit the floor.
"Ow"
She slowly pushed her self back up and starred at the end credits for the DVD. She sighed and sat with a pout she really didn't want to watch anymore T.V but she couldn't really do anything else. Her stomach growled she sighed and stood up and walked to the kitchen. She heard a distant beep from up stairs. She walked from the kitchen up the stairs and listened for the beep again. She turned and looked round the corner into her room there was a flash of light in the darkness and she guessed what it was.
"My laptop."
She whispered into the room she quickly shot into the room grabbed her laptop and ran out again just in time as the next beep was louder she ran down the stairs and set up her laptop on the kitchen table. She watched as around a hundred emails were picked up by her checking system. She sighed and began sifting through them.
He had smelt food sometime ago, he had wanted to get up but couldn't find the strength then he heard that soft voice he had wanted to open his eyes to see the face but couldn't and then he had been touched but it had been gentle kind hands and they had cleaned his wounds and dressed them. He had been quietly thinking gathering his concentration and strength and then there had been a beeping noise that had distracted him and then again.
"My laptop."
'Laptop? What's a laptop?' he had briefly opened one eye to see the figure of a women run into the room and grab the 'laptop' then run back out. He heard a louder beep but it was further away and didn't bother him. He began again, his concentration better more focussed his strength returning quickly and more easily. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the room he was in. his senses buzzed and told him another was in the house down stairs, the odd thing though was they seemed to be very strong he gauged there power against his own and blinked there power was level. He slowly sat up his muscles creaking and groaning in protest against the movement. He swung his legs round and put his feet to the floor, he blinked. 'Where'd my clothes go?' He looked around the bare room and saw nothing of them his boots and gloves were no were to be found either. He carefully stood up he smirked with the knowledge that his legs where fine he crept quietly through the upstairs of the house it was a large upstairs it looked like it had once housed about ten people but they where all gone now were he didn't care. He continued his search of the upstairs and found an extremely large room which had cables through the walls and a lot of unused power sockets. He noiselessly walked his way round the upstairs finding nothing, there was no furniture aside from the room he had woken in, there were no people aside from himself and the women he had seen earlier. He looked down the stairs, she was down there and to the right from what his Ki sense told him he silently crept down the stairs there was a wall between him and her he walked through a door less doorway and into an extremely big kitchen. He turned to his left to look at the women he had seen earlier, she had to be late teens early twenties so a young lady, she had long black hair that was soft by the looks of it and had a beautiful sheen to it her hair just reached her hips. Her face was pale a creamy white colour she had deep black skin round her eyes and her long eyelashes curled up gracefully while the bottom ones pointed in the opposite direction. She had the angular facial features of a Saiyan a gently sloping nose and full sumptuous lips. He smirked as he took in the rest of her figure, she had a gracefully curving body that seemed right in all the right places, she had tanned skin, she had elegant hands and fingers with black fingernails. She wore black tight trousers that clung to her for dear life it seemed, they had a black leather belt looped through the holes for one, the belt had a simple silver buckle, she also wore a simple long sleeved black t-shirt.
'Well at lest I'll know her favourite colour.'
She was starring vacantly at the screen in front of her, her lips slightly apart and her eyes glazed as she starred off into space. 'What is she doing?' She sighed heavily and starting typing furiously her eyes on her blurring fingers, she stopped read what she had written and then continued typing for a time and then stopped and clicked the attached mouse a few times and smiled to herself. It wasn't overly give away everything about her but a certain sense of pride at what she had done seemed evident in her.
I wanted to say something as I stood there but what could I say short of saying 'thanks for everything now who the hell are you?' was none existent some how. She reminded me some how of Bra as she sat there smiling at her handy work she was too absorbed in thought and self praise for me to make my self known with out scaring her. I gave a grunt and what she did was quit amusing.
Kat jumped from her seat span around knocked the chair she had been sitting on clean over and crouched slightly to stare at the Saiyan Prince her hands poised, fingers rigid and ready to strike. He smirked at her scared and frightened manner.
"Something wrong?" His gruff voice had a simple questioning manner to it she baulked, she knew it was stupid to be scared but it seemed to somehow makes sense that she was.
"Um no. You hungry at all?" He watched her for a few seconds then gave a snort. "Yes then" she stated for him and quickly walked past him her tale flicking uncomfortably she crouched in front of the now open freezer and pulled out most of the contents, which she quickly went about sorting out. He simply went and stood in the doorway and lent against the frame to watch her.
"You don't mind eating with your fingers do you?" she babbled as she worked. "It's just there's no cutlery because I sold it some time ago. I sold everything I could do without I've even sold this house, now its just a case of finding somewhere to live the problem is I feel like I don't fit in any where have you ever felt like that?"
She looked up at him sad eyes looking for something, her soft eyes seemed so familiar somehow though he couldn't place it they where dark brown all most black with beautiful flecks of green in them. He gave a snort and turned his head away, she did so as well and went back to putting frozen chicken on a plate to defrost in the microwave. He thought to himself as she went around the kitchen she seemed to know all to well, he marvelled at it, Bulma had been no great chief or cook of any description but she was very good at other things. He smiled in the depths of his mind at the memories of her, a tang of bitterness crept into his mind though she was gone now his beloved Bulma that he loved so much dieing of a failed heart just the same as the harpy. He sighed in his mind all ways remaining calm and composed on the outside strange he thought that humans where so like Saiyans yet they couldn't stand the brutal beatings at all. 'Give a Saiyan only the abilities of a human and we are too alike.' He looked at her noticing for the first time that she had tale, one eyebrow twitched slightly, she seemed to notice his sudden interest again for she started to speak.
"I was wondering about that you know, I wondered if I'd finally lost my mind I figured I hadn't when I found myself floating above the back garden. I can even sense you…well your energy at least. You alright now, don't need anything for your wounds, I know a mighty prince as yourself could probably take more than that light what ever it was and those burns are really weak."
"How did you know I was a Prince?"
"Um in this universe most of what happens to you is a T.V show I watched it the whole series and I've got all he episodes on DVD you can watch them if you want so you might understand what I mean."
She was cowering away from him on the inside but still working to feed him and from the amount of food out, herself too. She carried on completely relaxed on the outside as if this sort of thing happened all the time while on the inside she tried to compose herself it wasn't working. 'Please don't kill me sounds pretty pathetic to me so I don't think that would work for some reason.' She stared at nothing in particular and tried to focus, her natural instincts were saying all kinds of things, run, fight, be afraid, do nothing, hide and it was all it the same time. And then the oldest thing she did came bubbling to mind and she asked.
"Would you like a drink?" It had always been her last resort when it came to not knowing what to do and she doubted it would work this time.
"Sure" Came his gruff reply, she gulped or maybe it would. On automatic she went to a cupboard completely out of the way in the kitchen/dinner and opened one floor to ceiling door and gestured to it.
"Er find something you like"
The cupboard was full floor to ceiling of drink, not your mambi pamby weak alco pops it was the hardcore booze you could kill yourself with. Kat had always been proud of all the drinks she had, her parents had never been people to hold you back from something. Kat had almost done everything bungee jumping while drinking a shot of vodka and smoking a joint was on her list of things to do though. Vegeta blinked, he'd never seen so much alcohol in all his life, he'd seen Trunks drunk that had been a site the amount he'd drunk was more than a human but what this girl had was insane. She seemed to get the impression and shook her head.
"You don't have to drink it all at once you know."
"I know that."
"Sorry. Um wait that'd be a bad idea wouldn't it um water?"
"You think a Prince of Saiyans can't handle drink?"
He was practically accusing her of saying that. She was in a corner with nothing really to protect herself with. 'I'll be damned if you he's getting outta this!'
"Oh I think that a Prince of Saiyans such as yourself can handle his drink so a challenge a new Saiyan against her Prince."
He smirked at her this would be interesting. He didn't really know why he was sticking around aside from this girl knew this version of the Earth and he didn't and he felt like he owed it to her for some reason. He let his eyes rove over her body and seemed satisfied that she was indeed worth challenging like this she looked like she could handle drink and a fight at the same time. He couldn't plainly see the muscles she had but he could definitely see the toned look of her, it seemed almost like she could suddenly look like some muscle bound chick from a nightmare.
"Challenge accepted prepare to get beaten."
"Cool I'll drink to that. There's only one thing about this challenge," she walked to the table and picked up her already used pint glass and moving across the kitchen to another cupboard and took another pint glass from the top shelf closing the door as she went back to the drink cupboard and poured them half full of Coke and then went to the huge freezer and pulled out an ice covered bottle. "to win you gotta be the last to pass out from drinking"
"Then prepare to lose."
The smirk on her face was easily one that could rival one of the princes she had a certain look of complete mischief on her face and it sparkled in her eyes. She snapped some ice off the bottle and unscrewed the lid and poured another half a pint into the pint glasses, and grimaced to him. Half Vodka half Coke the best way to start a drinking challenge, that way you can get the depth of your opponents drinking abilities. She pushed the glass across the dinning room table it stopped an inch from the edge she politely nodded to the prince and tossed back her head and drink which went straight down to her stomach to give a warm satisfying feeling. She shivered in the ecstasy of that feeling and smiled happily. Vegeta watched her she seemed to be finding all of this quite enjoyable he had to admit and he didn't know her name. He picked up the pint glass and looked her in the eyes.
"What's your name kid?" she smiled.
"I'm Kat." She held out a hand to him. He took it and gave it a light shake and through back his head and glass downing the contents just as she had done.
"Vegeta Prince of Saiyans." She bowed to him
"Your highness you are welcomed to stay in my humble home for as long as you need to and I suggest that we continue drinking after we've eaten that way we have a lining to our stomachs." He nodded and went back to his standing position in the doorway and watched her cook.
Strange he thought to himself but she reminds me of Bra some how.
Kitarrear: Sorry saving drunkenness till next chappy so very busy with other things bye Kit^_^