Jakuten
Disclaimer: If you haven't figured it out yet, you're a complete moron. That's all I have to say.
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Fourteen: Saiyajin Reunion
Buruma snuggled deeper into her mate's warm embrace, willing herself to fall back asleep. She was exhausted. She didn't want to move, didn't want to face the day; she just wanted to lay here happily holding her Saiyajin no Ouji.
"Onna," her mate's gruff voice intruded into the silence.
She groaned. "Oh, please, can't we sleep a bit longer?"
"No, Onna. We have to figure out where the hell the other Saiyajin are coming from. Oh, and we have to go meet my father," he growled.
She blinked and sat up to look into his intense black eyes. "Say what?"
"My father came back right before we... mated."
She blushed. "Wow, I didn't think I'd have that much stamina."
He chuckled and nipped her nose, squeezed her tail that was wrapped around one of his wrists gently, and rose to move out of bed. "Come on, Onna. Let's shower and go see my fucking father," he growled. "We need to move those idiots back here, also. If they go on a killing spree, you'll bitch at me."
She smirked and twitched her tail at him. "Damn straight."
He stared at her, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well? What the fuck are you waiting for?"
She rolled her eyes and crawled out of bed, swaying slightly as she stood up. "Damn, I'm sore."
He snickered. "I would think so, Onna."
She glared at him and padded naked into the bathroom, her tail swaying lazily behind her. She glanced sexily over her shoulder at her mate. "Coming, Jiita?"
He snorted and followed her, his own tail twitching in anticipation.
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"Onna! Come on! How long does it fucking take to get ready? You've been in there for three goddamn hours!"
She poked her head out of the bathroom, giving him a good glare. "You shut up. I'm worried about meeting your father and I want to look good."
He rolled his eyes. "Onna, my father doesn't fucking matter. He's a fool. Besides, he'll be too busy staring at your goddamn tail to notice anything else. And you look fine! Let's fucking go!"
She sighed. "Fine," she stated walking out of the bathroom. Vejiita's gaze wandered over her, quickly taking in her jeans and the tight little t-shirt she had one. Both black. He smirked in approval. He was wearing his black spandex and the armor she had modified for him. "I'm ready, let's go."
"First, I'm teaching you how to fly."
"Now?!"
He snorted. "A Saiyajin that cannot fly is just wrong. Come on," he said, leading her out of their capsule house. He showed her the basics quickly, nearly gaping in surprise as she hovered before him. Within minutes. "How the fuck..."
"I'm a fast learner. Ready? I'm not going to be as fast as you, obviously."
He snorted. "Of course not. I'll carry you while we fly, only until you get faster, though! But I don't have the damn time to take hours getting to where we're going."
"Where are we going?"
"Kami's Lookout. My father is there. We'll get him, then go get the other three morons, and come back here." He sighed suddenly. "This is going to be difficult. My father is a king. And he's not a weakling. He's not going to like living... peacefully on a planet full of weaklings. We need to figure out what the hell is going on, and soon. Good thing we are on this island," he commented. "This way they can refrain from killing the humans."
"Didn't know you cared."
"I don't but I would never hear the end of it from you or Kakarotto. Let's go," he said, floating over to her and grabbing her around her waist, taking off in a flash of light. She wrapped an arm around his waist and snuggled into his strong embrace.
"Vejiita?"
"Hn?"
"I love you."
He blinked. "Onna..."
"Oh, shut up. I know you don't, and won't say it if you did. I just... had the urge to say it."
He nuzzled her hair softly and sped up slightly, tightening his grip around her waist. Their tails intertwined and played with each other, both found themselves purring softly.
~~~
Vejiita landed on the lookout silently, setting his mate down beside him. He walked purposely over to the building, Buruma following just behind him. The door opened before he reached it and the young Namek and the King walked out of it. Vejiita scowled at the sight of his father, who was eyeing his mate curiously, an all-to-familiar frown on the older man's face.
"Father, let's go," Vejiita growled irritably.
"Is this your mate?" the King asked.
Vejiita nodded curtly. "Onna."
She smiled at the other version of her mate. "My name's Buruma."
"That's not a Saiyajin name," he commented suspiciously.
She shook her head. "No, it's not."
"Why?"
"I wasn't born Saiyajin."
He blinked. "What?"
"Um, let's just say someone wished for me to be this way... sort of." She smiled warmly.
Vejiita growled. "Let's go," he repeated.
"Grumpy, Jiita?" she teased.
He nearly smirked in amusement at his father's thunderstruck expression at her affections, but restrained himself to just a snort. "Come, Onna," he stated, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Father," he growled, and levitated into the air. He powered up and took off, Vejiita no Ou following close behind.
"Brat," his father began in their home language.
"Hn?" he grunted.
"Why doesn't she fly?"
"She can," he stated.
"That's not what I asked."
"She just learned to fly, it'd take too long to get to Kakarotto's if we had to take it that slow."
"How long has she been Saiyajin?"
"A week or two."
"How is that possible that she became Saiyajin, not born that way? And she's blue!"
"Really," he sneered. "I wasn't aware of her coloring before you so kindly pointed it out."
"Respect, brat," the king snapped.
"Father, you have lost my respect years ago. Fuck off."
"Vejiita," he began.
"Don't. I don't want excuses or apologies. It's done and over. I hate you and I won't forgive you, nothing you say will make that any different."
"Furiza has changed you," he said suddenly.
Vejiita chuckled. "You have no idea," he commented.
"You're soft too."
The Saiyajin no Ouji stopped suddenly and turned to face his father, snarling angrily. Buruma took the hint and floated out of her mate's arms, hovering a few feet away from the two Saiyajin. "I am not soft, *Father*," he sneered.
"You hold your mate," the king pointed out.
Vejiita snorted. "So?"
"That is soft."
"I assure you, *Father*, I am not soft in any other way. She is my fucking mate."
"She's a weakness."
"So are you," he hissed. "You are weak. I am disgusted by the sight of you! You are the weak one, not I. I have one fucking weakness, while you have many. Leave it alone! I can kill you, right here and now," he growled. "I wish your position and killing you would give me that. The *only* reason I am keeping you alive right now is to figure out how the hell someone revived you. After I am assured you won't come back, I'll kill you. But, if you wish to die again so soon, keep pushing me, *Father*."
The king stared at his son sadly. "No, you aren't soft. Furiza really did some work on you," he commented. "It's a wonder you allow yourself the female at all."
Vejiita snorted and motioned to Buruma, who had thankfully stayed silently, to come to him again. "Allowing myself, nothing. It happened against my will."
"Then why are you so... gentle with her if you didn't want it?"
Vejiita laughed humorlessly. "I wanted it, all right, Father. I just didn't want to allow myself to want it. It's happened and there isn't anything I can do about it. Not now. You treat her as my mate, Father. She is now the Princess. I want you to respect her and treat her... kindly. If you can."
"Fine, Vejiita."
Vejiita growled and started to fly towards his rival's home again. "Onna," he said, switching back to Japanese.
"That was a bit intense," she observed to him quietly.
He snorted. "He had to learn his place."
"He's your father, Vejiita."
"That doesn't matter. He abandoned me to Furiza's service. Willingly. I hold no feelings for him, other than hatred. I'm not human, Onna."
She sighed. "Neither am I now..."
He tightened his arm around her, twisting his tail with hers. "No, you are not."
"Vejiita?"
"Hn?"
"Do you like me better as a Saiyajin or a human?"
He scowled and looked at her. "Onna, it doesn't matter. You are you. Saiyajin or human. I do have a certain fondness for your tail, though. But you being Saiyajin doesn't make me like you more."
She suddenly smiled at him and hugged him tightly. "You're wonderful!"
He gaped. "What?!"
"You heard me," she said softly. "You're wonderful."
"And you're a psycho! Have you lost your mind? Me? Wonderful?"
She chuckled. "Stupid."
He snorted and landed suddenly. Buruma blinked as she saw her best friend's home there in front of her. "Wow, that was fast."
He chuckled and walked towards the house, his tail still wrapped around hers, and his father following silently. Buruma knocked on the door when they reached it, smiling as Chichi opened it. The female Saiyajin smiled at Buruma, then eyed Vejiita warily and gaped at the King. "Chichi?" Buruma said, waving her hand in front of her friend's wife.
"Um..."
"That's Vejiita's father, Chi. King Vejiita."
"Um, hi. Did anyone ever tell you that you look exactly like Grumpy here?"
Vejiita growled warningly. "Harpy," he began angrily.
"Vejiita, not now," Buruma stated and turned to look at the king, blinking when she saw the amused smirk on his face.
"Yes, I suppose my son is a bit grumpy," he drawled.
"Father!" Vejiita barked.
Chichi and Buruma both got an odd look on their faces. They shared a glance before giggling helplessly.
Vejiita growled loudly and the king looked at the two females with an all-too-familiar superior smirk on his face. "And yes, he is handsome with my face, don't you agree?"
Vejiita blinked in absolute astonishment and the females laughed out right. "Oh, dear," Chichi gasped.
Buruma grinned impishly at her mate. "Yes, he definitely got his looks from you."
Vejiita snarled. "Enough! Let's just get those third-class idiots and get the fuck out of here!"
Buruma smirked and walked seductively into the house, her tail swaying playfully behind her. Taunting him. He growled again and stalked into the house. King Vejiita chuckled softly as he entered as well, and Chichi giggled out right at the humorous situation, before she entered, shutting the door. "Come on," she said happily. "They're out back watching my Goku get a dye job."
The King blinked in confusion, while his son smirked and Buruma grinned. They all headed towards the back door. They looked over to the assembled group of Saiyajin and one half-breed. The king gasped. "He's a Supersaiyajin!"
Vejiita snorted. "Obviously," he stated and walked over to them. "Kakarotto! Stop showing off, you moron," he snapped. The group turned to face him and the three newly revived Saiyajin gaped in shock and awe as they beheld their long dead King. "Father, you remember Nappa, Radditzu, and Bardock, I assume," he drawled.
The three snapped out of it and hastily knelt before their king. King Vejiita nodded at them. "Get up, idiots," he ordered. He turned to the blond Saiyajin. "You are a Supersaiyajin."
Goku grinned and nodded. "Yes."
"That's amazing! I don't remember you, but as you look like Bardock, you must be his son. A third-class achieved Supersaiyajin?"
Goku nodded again. "I was raised here. Besides, it's nothing new now. Gohan can do it as well as Vejiita."
King Vejiita gaped and swung around to face his son. "Truly?"
Vejiita snorted. "Of course."
"Three of you?"
They nodded.
"Wow."
Vejiita chuckled cruelly. "Loss for words, Father?" he sneered. "Nappa, Radditzu, Bardock, let's go. Now." They moved towards him. "Kakarotto. You might as well come too. We need to figure out where they came from."
Goku nodded. "Sure. Want me to teleport?"
"Fool, no one is on the island! Who would you teleport to?"
"Oh, yeah..."
"Moron," Vejiita grunted. "Come on," he stated irritably, grabbing Buruma around the waist and leaping into the air.
~~~
AN: O_o Don't know, don't ask! *Hee*
Lovies!
Disclaimer: If you haven't figured it out yet, you're a complete moron. That's all I have to say.
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Fourteen: Saiyajin Reunion
Buruma snuggled deeper into her mate's warm embrace, willing herself to fall back asleep. She was exhausted. She didn't want to move, didn't want to face the day; she just wanted to lay here happily holding her Saiyajin no Ouji.
"Onna," her mate's gruff voice intruded into the silence.
She groaned. "Oh, please, can't we sleep a bit longer?"
"No, Onna. We have to figure out where the hell the other Saiyajin are coming from. Oh, and we have to go meet my father," he growled.
She blinked and sat up to look into his intense black eyes. "Say what?"
"My father came back right before we... mated."
She blushed. "Wow, I didn't think I'd have that much stamina."
He chuckled and nipped her nose, squeezed her tail that was wrapped around one of his wrists gently, and rose to move out of bed. "Come on, Onna. Let's shower and go see my fucking father," he growled. "We need to move those idiots back here, also. If they go on a killing spree, you'll bitch at me."
She smirked and twitched her tail at him. "Damn straight."
He stared at her, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well? What the fuck are you waiting for?"
She rolled her eyes and crawled out of bed, swaying slightly as she stood up. "Damn, I'm sore."
He snickered. "I would think so, Onna."
She glared at him and padded naked into the bathroom, her tail swaying lazily behind her. She glanced sexily over her shoulder at her mate. "Coming, Jiita?"
He snorted and followed her, his own tail twitching in anticipation.
~~~
"Onna! Come on! How long does it fucking take to get ready? You've been in there for three goddamn hours!"
She poked her head out of the bathroom, giving him a good glare. "You shut up. I'm worried about meeting your father and I want to look good."
He rolled his eyes. "Onna, my father doesn't fucking matter. He's a fool. Besides, he'll be too busy staring at your goddamn tail to notice anything else. And you look fine! Let's fucking go!"
She sighed. "Fine," she stated walking out of the bathroom. Vejiita's gaze wandered over her, quickly taking in her jeans and the tight little t-shirt she had one. Both black. He smirked in approval. He was wearing his black spandex and the armor she had modified for him. "I'm ready, let's go."
"First, I'm teaching you how to fly."
"Now?!"
He snorted. "A Saiyajin that cannot fly is just wrong. Come on," he said, leading her out of their capsule house. He showed her the basics quickly, nearly gaping in surprise as she hovered before him. Within minutes. "How the fuck..."
"I'm a fast learner. Ready? I'm not going to be as fast as you, obviously."
He snorted. "Of course not. I'll carry you while we fly, only until you get faster, though! But I don't have the damn time to take hours getting to where we're going."
"Where are we going?"
"Kami's Lookout. My father is there. We'll get him, then go get the other three morons, and come back here." He sighed suddenly. "This is going to be difficult. My father is a king. And he's not a weakling. He's not going to like living... peacefully on a planet full of weaklings. We need to figure out what the hell is going on, and soon. Good thing we are on this island," he commented. "This way they can refrain from killing the humans."
"Didn't know you cared."
"I don't but I would never hear the end of it from you or Kakarotto. Let's go," he said, floating over to her and grabbing her around her waist, taking off in a flash of light. She wrapped an arm around his waist and snuggled into his strong embrace.
"Vejiita?"
"Hn?"
"I love you."
He blinked. "Onna..."
"Oh, shut up. I know you don't, and won't say it if you did. I just... had the urge to say it."
He nuzzled her hair softly and sped up slightly, tightening his grip around her waist. Their tails intertwined and played with each other, both found themselves purring softly.
~~~
Vejiita landed on the lookout silently, setting his mate down beside him. He walked purposely over to the building, Buruma following just behind him. The door opened before he reached it and the young Namek and the King walked out of it. Vejiita scowled at the sight of his father, who was eyeing his mate curiously, an all-to-familiar frown on the older man's face.
"Father, let's go," Vejiita growled irritably.
"Is this your mate?" the King asked.
Vejiita nodded curtly. "Onna."
She smiled at the other version of her mate. "My name's Buruma."
"That's not a Saiyajin name," he commented suspiciously.
She shook her head. "No, it's not."
"Why?"
"I wasn't born Saiyajin."
He blinked. "What?"
"Um, let's just say someone wished for me to be this way... sort of." She smiled warmly.
Vejiita growled. "Let's go," he repeated.
"Grumpy, Jiita?" she teased.
He nearly smirked in amusement at his father's thunderstruck expression at her affections, but restrained himself to just a snort. "Come, Onna," he stated, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Father," he growled, and levitated into the air. He powered up and took off, Vejiita no Ou following close behind.
"Brat," his father began in their home language.
"Hn?" he grunted.
"Why doesn't she fly?"
"She can," he stated.
"That's not what I asked."
"She just learned to fly, it'd take too long to get to Kakarotto's if we had to take it that slow."
"How long has she been Saiyajin?"
"A week or two."
"How is that possible that she became Saiyajin, not born that way? And she's blue!"
"Really," he sneered. "I wasn't aware of her coloring before you so kindly pointed it out."
"Respect, brat," the king snapped.
"Father, you have lost my respect years ago. Fuck off."
"Vejiita," he began.
"Don't. I don't want excuses or apologies. It's done and over. I hate you and I won't forgive you, nothing you say will make that any different."
"Furiza has changed you," he said suddenly.
Vejiita chuckled. "You have no idea," he commented.
"You're soft too."
The Saiyajin no Ouji stopped suddenly and turned to face his father, snarling angrily. Buruma took the hint and floated out of her mate's arms, hovering a few feet away from the two Saiyajin. "I am not soft, *Father*," he sneered.
"You hold your mate," the king pointed out.
Vejiita snorted. "So?"
"That is soft."
"I assure you, *Father*, I am not soft in any other way. She is my fucking mate."
"She's a weakness."
"So are you," he hissed. "You are weak. I am disgusted by the sight of you! You are the weak one, not I. I have one fucking weakness, while you have many. Leave it alone! I can kill you, right here and now," he growled. "I wish your position and killing you would give me that. The *only* reason I am keeping you alive right now is to figure out how the hell someone revived you. After I am assured you won't come back, I'll kill you. But, if you wish to die again so soon, keep pushing me, *Father*."
The king stared at his son sadly. "No, you aren't soft. Furiza really did some work on you," he commented. "It's a wonder you allow yourself the female at all."
Vejiita snorted and motioned to Buruma, who had thankfully stayed silently, to come to him again. "Allowing myself, nothing. It happened against my will."
"Then why are you so... gentle with her if you didn't want it?"
Vejiita laughed humorlessly. "I wanted it, all right, Father. I just didn't want to allow myself to want it. It's happened and there isn't anything I can do about it. Not now. You treat her as my mate, Father. She is now the Princess. I want you to respect her and treat her... kindly. If you can."
"Fine, Vejiita."
Vejiita growled and started to fly towards his rival's home again. "Onna," he said, switching back to Japanese.
"That was a bit intense," she observed to him quietly.
He snorted. "He had to learn his place."
"He's your father, Vejiita."
"That doesn't matter. He abandoned me to Furiza's service. Willingly. I hold no feelings for him, other than hatred. I'm not human, Onna."
She sighed. "Neither am I now..."
He tightened his arm around her, twisting his tail with hers. "No, you are not."
"Vejiita?"
"Hn?"
"Do you like me better as a Saiyajin or a human?"
He scowled and looked at her. "Onna, it doesn't matter. You are you. Saiyajin or human. I do have a certain fondness for your tail, though. But you being Saiyajin doesn't make me like you more."
She suddenly smiled at him and hugged him tightly. "You're wonderful!"
He gaped. "What?!"
"You heard me," she said softly. "You're wonderful."
"And you're a psycho! Have you lost your mind? Me? Wonderful?"
She chuckled. "Stupid."
He snorted and landed suddenly. Buruma blinked as she saw her best friend's home there in front of her. "Wow, that was fast."
He chuckled and walked towards the house, his tail still wrapped around hers, and his father following silently. Buruma knocked on the door when they reached it, smiling as Chichi opened it. The female Saiyajin smiled at Buruma, then eyed Vejiita warily and gaped at the King. "Chichi?" Buruma said, waving her hand in front of her friend's wife.
"Um..."
"That's Vejiita's father, Chi. King Vejiita."
"Um, hi. Did anyone ever tell you that you look exactly like Grumpy here?"
Vejiita growled warningly. "Harpy," he began angrily.
"Vejiita, not now," Buruma stated and turned to look at the king, blinking when she saw the amused smirk on his face.
"Yes, I suppose my son is a bit grumpy," he drawled.
"Father!" Vejiita barked.
Chichi and Buruma both got an odd look on their faces. They shared a glance before giggling helplessly.
Vejiita growled loudly and the king looked at the two females with an all-too-familiar superior smirk on his face. "And yes, he is handsome with my face, don't you agree?"
Vejiita blinked in absolute astonishment and the females laughed out right. "Oh, dear," Chichi gasped.
Buruma grinned impishly at her mate. "Yes, he definitely got his looks from you."
Vejiita snarled. "Enough! Let's just get those third-class idiots and get the fuck out of here!"
Buruma smirked and walked seductively into the house, her tail swaying playfully behind her. Taunting him. He growled again and stalked into the house. King Vejiita chuckled softly as he entered as well, and Chichi giggled out right at the humorous situation, before she entered, shutting the door. "Come on," she said happily. "They're out back watching my Goku get a dye job."
The King blinked in confusion, while his son smirked and Buruma grinned. They all headed towards the back door. They looked over to the assembled group of Saiyajin and one half-breed. The king gasped. "He's a Supersaiyajin!"
Vejiita snorted. "Obviously," he stated and walked over to them. "Kakarotto! Stop showing off, you moron," he snapped. The group turned to face him and the three newly revived Saiyajin gaped in shock and awe as they beheld their long dead King. "Father, you remember Nappa, Radditzu, and Bardock, I assume," he drawled.
The three snapped out of it and hastily knelt before their king. King Vejiita nodded at them. "Get up, idiots," he ordered. He turned to the blond Saiyajin. "You are a Supersaiyajin."
Goku grinned and nodded. "Yes."
"That's amazing! I don't remember you, but as you look like Bardock, you must be his son. A third-class achieved Supersaiyajin?"
Goku nodded again. "I was raised here. Besides, it's nothing new now. Gohan can do it as well as Vejiita."
King Vejiita gaped and swung around to face his son. "Truly?"
Vejiita snorted. "Of course."
"Three of you?"
They nodded.
"Wow."
Vejiita chuckled cruelly. "Loss for words, Father?" he sneered. "Nappa, Radditzu, Bardock, let's go. Now." They moved towards him. "Kakarotto. You might as well come too. We need to figure out where they came from."
Goku nodded. "Sure. Want me to teleport?"
"Fool, no one is on the island! Who would you teleport to?"
"Oh, yeah..."
"Moron," Vejiita grunted. "Come on," he stated irritably, grabbing Buruma around the waist and leaping into the air.
~~~
AN: O_o Don't know, don't ask! *Hee*
Lovies!
