Chapter Six – Life as an Outcast

Marshall picked them up at six and took them to a restaurant. He looked at Vegeta and asked him: "You're a fighter, aren't you?"

"You bet I am."

"I think Master Roshi is going to ask you to be his new champion. I heard you weren't affected by the mind controllers… Very odd."

"It's just a matter of control, it's not that hard."

"I have never heard of anyone who could resist them before. Anyway, Kendra, I would like you to be my partner in the defence department. Then you don't have to worry about employment and money anymore. You see, everyone on this planet works for a Master. Most of the activities are illegal, of course, since we're all outlaws here."

"You aren't," Kendra said.

"I am."

"What could you have possibly done?" Vegeta sneered.

"I designed a new defence system for the planet. Because I helped outlaws, I became one myself."

"New defence system? What kind?" Kendra wanted to know.

"Err… You remember the Sapphirion system?"

"Yes."

"I made some modifications, following your comments on the flaws in the system. It worked out pretty well."

"You stole my ideas?" she said angrily.

"He did become an outlaw," Vegeta grinned.

"I'm sorry, Kendra, but I thought you were dead. At least your knowledge would live on."

"Yeah right." She sighed. "You're forgiven," she said. "At least I'll be able to figure out how the system works, since I was its original creator."

"There's something else I wanted to talk to you about."

"I know. Vegeta, will you excuse us for a second?"

He rose from his chair and went to the bar where he could still see them.

Marshall sighed. "What about our engagement?"

"Yeah, what about it… You thought I was dead. What did you do in the period I wasn't there?"

"I told you."

"Alright, let me put it in plain English for you: how many women have you fucked while you assumed I was dead?"

"Kendra! I would never…"

"Yes you would. Don't lie to me, Marshall. I know you too well. So?"

"Just a few… Kendra, I'm really sorry but I'm just a man. I was hurting."

"Sure you were."

"What about you?"

"None. And I regret it."

"You and Vegeta didn't…"

"We didn't. But for as far as I'm concerned, the engagement is off, Marshall. Things have changed." She gestured to Vegeta that he could return, thus ending the conversation.

"Had a nice little chat, you two?" he asked. "Kendra, there must be some place fun in this town. You want to go out tonight?"

"Yes. But I have to buy myself some new clothes first."

"I'll join you then," he said smiling. Marshall left, disappointed once again.

"Yes. I think I finally got it right," Kendra said while she was in the dressing room.

"I'll be the judge of that," Vegeta said on the other side of the curtain. She walked out.

"Ta-daa."

"Wow."

Kendra wore black boots with high heels, a short black skirt and a black and blue top. Her sleeves were made of panty material and reached up from her wrists to her upper arms. She looked HOT.

"Let's get out of here before someone jumps you," Vegeta said. "That's including me."

"So you like it?"

"That's an understatement."

"What about you?"

"I figured I look good enough already, let's not overdo it." He still wore the dark blue gi Kendra gave him inside the spaceship.

"You're right. No matter what you wear, you'd still be your adorable self," she grinned. They walked out and went looking for a club. It didn't take long before Kendra heard a familiar song and they burst into the place.

"This looks pretty okay, don't you think?" she asked Vegeta. There were several bars, small stages on which exotic dancers were doing their thing and they had an incredible laser show going on.

"I guess this will do, yes," Vegeta replied. "What's the strategy?"

"What do you mean, strategy?"

"Do you want to get drunk, do you want to dance, or do you want to get into trouble?"

"That's not a strategy! That's simply what happens everytime I go out!"

"I forgot to mention 'get laid'," he added.

"I'll put a question mark on that one," she said quickly. "Let's get a drink first."

Of course that wasn't just one drink, since Vegeta got them into a drinking contest. Kendra lost on purpose.

"If I win, I'll be so loaded I can't dance anymore," she shouted. "That would be a waste of the evening."

"Go right ahead. One of the stages is vacant."

Overconfident because of the booze, Kendra climbed the stage and started dancing. She soon had a whole group of young men gathered around her. Vegeta enjoyed the show sitting at the bar. The crowd was cheering her on, going wild as she seduced them with her hypnotizing moves. One of the guys tried to grab her leg and to put his hand under her skirt, but she kicked away his hand with a fluent movement and waved her finger at him. He burst out in laughter and apologized after. She was having the time of her life.

An hour later she let herself fall onto a stool next to Vegeta.

"That was great," she said, trying to catch her breath. "I need a pitcher of water!" she yelled at the bartender. "I'm dehydrated!"

She took the pitcher and started drinking without even bothering to ask a glass. She emptied half of it before putting it back down.

"Now, Vegeta. Will you dance with me?"

"Are you sure you're willing to take that risk?"

"I like living on the edge, especially when I'm drunk," she smiled. "I saw you turn down several women, I figured you were waiting for the right one to hit on you."

"In that case, lead the way." They walked to the middle of the dancefloor and the DJ just put on a new record. Let's say it's comparable to Push It from Salt N Pepa.

"You lucky bastard," she said. "That's one of my favourites."

They started to dance and got carried away with the beat. They enjoyed the feeling of their bodies so close together. Kendra pulled some moves on him that were obviously meant to arouse him. He responded by seducing her and succeeded because she never expected him to be a good dancer.

"Holy shit, you're good. No, you're great!"

"I'm only warming up," he grinned. "How long do you think you can last?"

"Not much longer," she admitted. The next song was a slow one.

"Thank Sapphire for that," she sighed and put her arms around his neck. They continued dancing close together. She shivered when she felt his breathing in her ear.

"I feel a sudden urge to get out of here," she whispered. "Let's go."

He took her in his arms when they were outside and lifted her up. He flew back to the bar where they rented their rooms and entered through the window. He put her down gently and looked at her. She couldn't move under his intense gaze. She closed her eyes and lifted her face towards his. They kissed; slowly and careful at first, but with more passion as they proceeded. She stripped him faster than she had imagined possible and then slowly started to take off her own clothes. He watched impatiently as she unzipped her boots, bending over right in front of him.

"Damn you," she heard him growl. He grabbed her ass and tore off her clothes. They fell onto one of the beds and he quickly crawled on top of her. She put her arms around his waist and put her fingernails into his back. He groaned in the back of his throat and started to kiss her neck and shoulders, working his way down to the inside of her thighs. Her hands were clawing into the blanket as his tongue proceeded between her legs and found her clitoris. Her breathing went faster and faster and she came within two minutes. He lifted himself up and looked at her. Then he thrust himself forward and entered her. She gasped as she felt him inside of her. They moved slowly, enjoying every second. After a few minutes he pulled her up so they were both sitting. He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it gently. She froze as she felt the pleasure spreading through her whole body, then put her hands on his upper legs and pushed herself up. His penis almost came out, but she let herself slide back just in time. He closed his eyes and shivered underneath her. They moved back and forth again, increasing the pace. She pressed herself against him aggressively and saw him come. Breathing heavily, she fell backwards.

"Damn, that was fantastic," she sighed.

"Do you think we're done yet?" he asked her.

"Aren't we?"

"Turn around." She did and felt his lips on her shoulders. He worked his way down again and got her horny in no time.

"Okay, we're not done yet," she panted. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her up. She was on her hands and knees. He pushed his hips forward to enter her once more. He didn't bother to build up the pace but just went as fast and hard as he could for a minute. Then he stopped.

"More," she begged. "Please don't stop." He pulled back and went back and forth slowly, almost pulling it out every time he retreated. Then he took it out for real and laid down on his back.

"Your turn," he said. She mounted him hungrily and brought down her hand behind her back. She saw the surprised but pleased look on his face as she carefully rubbed his testicles. She moved back and forth for a while and then got off him. She kneeled down and gave him a blowjob he would never forget. She mounted him quickly when she felt he was nearly coming and finished it on top of him. He pushed his head into the pillows ferociously and roared when he came.

"Now are we done?" she asked playfully.

"I don't know about you, but I certainly am done for now." Tears ran down the side of his head.

"What's wrong?" she asked concerned.

"Nothing," he sighed.

She rolled off him and landed on her back. She reached out her arm and he put his head on her shoulder. She kissed his forehead and whispered: "I know you're lying, Vegeta. You're not the kind of person that cries after having good sex."

"This wasn't just sex, woman," he said almost angrily and turned his back on her. "Now shut up and go to sleep."

"What the…" She stared at his back and tried to figure out what had gotten into him all of a sudden. The sun was already rising when she finally fell asleep.