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Goku slowly drifted back into conciousness, his eyes opening slightly, his vision blurry at the moment. The back of his head hurt like heck, seeming to spread throughout his entire head and throb constantly. He groaned, cursing lightly in a language that he had known since he was a kid, having no idea what it was, of course. It sounded like growling, almost, but a little more civilized. Only a little. Goku usually compared it to the weird growling like parts in some Korn songs that the lead singer did. In fact, it was almost exactly like that. Goku had his suspicions of the lead singer, but always thought of himself as insane for even thinking he, or any other person, was an alien. But he did believe it. He just knew he didn't belong on Chikkyu-sei, somehow he knew.
He heard voices around him, but couldn't hear them clearly. He sat up, his head protesting by throbbing violently. His tail twitched, seeming to have gotten free from the loopholes. "Seems like you did a little bit of damage to him, Vegeta. How hard did you hit him?" A deep, rough voice asked.
"I didn't hit him that hard. Only enough to knock him out. I didn't know he'd be out for the whole day." He could hear Vegeta say.
'For the whole day?!' Goku thought, shaking his head to clear it and maybe get rid of the blurry vision. He blinked a couple of times, it starting to clear up and focus. He looks around, seeing a man standing by him with long, thick black hair and black eyes. From what Goku could see, he looked a little familiar, but he had no idea of from where. He also saw a huge, bulky bald guy with a black mustache. He was leaning over to fit in this room standing. Besides the people in it, the room was filled with furniture and decorations. The room was painted a darker blue, the carpet light blue along with the ceiling. The furniture was either black leather or a really dark color. In the corner of the room was Vegeta, leaning on the wall, holding Goku's guitar and seeming to mess with it. Goku jumped up, his headache and fuzziness suddenly forgotten.
"Hey! That's MY guitar! Leave it alone!!" Goku seemed to just appear in front of Vegeta, taking the guitar, glaring, and then disappeared back to the bed he had been laying on. Vegeta blinked a couple times, stunned for a second, then he regain his composture and scowled. Goku was looking at his guitar closely, checking for fingerprints or scratches.
"So, you're awake." He stated simpley.
"Yeah... Why'd you knock me out?! And who are these people?!" Goku shouted, still inspecting his guitar.
"Calm down." Vegeta demanded, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Calm down?!" Goku put his guitar down. "How can I be calm?!" He got off the bed, walking over to Vegeta. "You just knocked me out for a reason I don't know of then You brought me here with these weird people, expecting me to be calm!!" He walked closer to Vegeta, Vegeta not moving. "Plus, You still haven't answered me!! And You Took My Guitar Without Permission! You Expect Me To Be Calm?! Now, Tell Me Why I'm Here!!" Goku yelled, fisting Vegeta's shirt in his hand and lifting him off the ground, pressing him against the wall, the wall creaking. Goku sighed, he had just given himself a headache.~~
~~Vegeta gulped, looking to Nappa and Raditz for help. They got up, Raditz grabbing Kakkarot and setting him on a chair, Nappa making sure he didn't move. 'Damn, he's strong... Now I see how he's Saiyan.' Raditz laughed a little, out of his own little musings, I suppose. "Why are you laughing?" Vegeta askedr him, growling.
"He reminds me of our father." Raditz told him truthfully. Vegeta nodded in understanding, seeing the likeness in looks and personality. Bardock had a way of getting things out of people. And he usually succeeded. Vegeta sighed, thinking of a way to explain this to Kakkarot. "So... You want to know why you're here?" He asks him. Goku nods, calmed down a bit. "Well, you see, you're a Saiyan." Confusion and understanding suddenly flashed in Goku's eyes, Vegeta seeing it and understanding why. He explained to Goku about the Saiyan race, and how they were under Frieza's control, and how and why he had been sent there as a child. Nappa and Raditz helped out at spots Vegeta couldn't explain, and Goku would ask questions or state something.
They talked like that for hours, Goku coming to loosen up around them and they seemed to loosen up, also. Finally, it was about 4:00 in the morning and they decided to go to sleep. Goku slept there for the night, since it was a Friday night, luckily, and he lived alone in his apartment, so it didn't matter if he stayed there. He slept in the bed he had been in when he woke up, which was also Vegeta's bed. Raditz and Nappa had their own room, and they didn't have any extra blankets or pillows, so Vegeta, uncharacteristically, let him stay in his bed. Something about Goku fascinated Vegeta, and he felt like he had a connection with him already. He didn't want to acknowledge it, but deep inside his mind he knew what he felt. Like it or not, he was already connected to the third class.
"Hey, Vegeta" Goku asked quietly.
"What is it?" Vegeta growled lightly.
"... Nothing..." Goku turned on his side, away from the Prince.
"Hn..." Vegeta also turned on his side, but facing Goku's back. In the mode between sleep and awake, Vegeta felt something warm and fuzzy intertwine with his tail. He opened his eyes to his his tail, laying in front of him, intertwined with Kakkarots' that was behind him. 'That's weird... Usually only mated Saiyan's tails intertwined.' He thought sleepily, yawning and curling up contently. 'Oh well...' He was far too tired to think about it at the moment. He drifted to sleep, purring softly.
The next morning, Vegeta woke up to a strange noise. He had no idea what it was, and he couldn't describe it either. He sat up, eyes still closed, and stretched, then rubbed his eyes open, his tail wagging slightly. He looked around, noticing Kakkarot was out of the bed. He looked into the direction of the noise, seeing Kakkarot in a nearby chair, messing with his 'guitar', as he called it. It was what was making that noise. Vegeta had never heard anything like it. He watched Goku play intensly, completely fascinated by it, Goku not even noticing Vegeta was up. He started singing softly to the song, remembering the song by heart.
"I can't find the rhyme in all my reason, lost sense of time and all seasons, feel I've been beaten down, by the words of men who have no ground, can't sleep beneath the tree of wisdom, when your axe has cut the roots that feed them, forked tongues in bitter mouths, can drive a man to bleed from the inside out... What if you did? What if you lied? What if I avenge? What if eye for an eye?" He stopped, pausing for a second, then continuing on with a harder tone and quality to it. He began singing this one too.
"I'm so happy, 'cause today I found my friends, they're in my head. I'm so ugly, but that's ok 'cause so are you. We've broke our mirrors. Sunday mornin', is everyday for all I care. I'm not scared. Light my candles, in a daze 'cause I found God. Yeah, yeah... Yeah yeah.. Yeah, hey hey hey... Yeah, yeah... Yeah! I'm so lonely, but that's ok. I shaved my head. I'm not sad. And just maybe, I'm to blame for all I've heard. I'm not sure. I'm so horny, but that's ok, my will is good... Yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Yeah, hey, hey, hey... Yeah, yeah... Yeah! I like it, I'm not gonna crack. I miss you, I'm not gonna crack. I love you, I'm not gonna crack. I kill you, I'm not gonna crack..." He trailed off of that also. Vegeta was in awe, never hearing anything like that. Goku looked over to the bed, seeing Vegeta was up. He blushed a little, not used to people listening to him play his guitar.
"What is that again?" Vegeta asked, forgetting his composure and looking like a little kid who just found the greastest toy in the world. Even though Vegeta was only around 17, he had been through more then most people, even most Saiyans, had in a lifetime. He had never really had a childhood, having been training through most of it. Sometimes, on very rare occasions, it would come back to haunt him. Like now.
"It's a guitar... Haven't you ever seen one?" Goku asked, not believing someone could not have seen a guitar before, temperarily forgetting this was a Saiyan who was born and raised in space, not on Earth.
Vegeta shook his head. He had regained his composure by now, and now looked emotionless. "You forget, baka, that I wasn't raised on Chikkyu-sei."
"Oh, yeah..." Goku said, giving his 'Son' smile and putting his hand behind his head. "Well... What are we doing today?" He asked, packing away his 'guitar'.
"I don't know." Vegeta replied curtly.
"Do you think we could stop by my friend Bulma's house today? I need to talk with her." He asked, standing up.
"I suppose... You mean the blue haired onna?" Vegeta asked.
"Yeah." Goku answered happily.
"Oh great..." Vegeta got up, walking into the bathroom to clean up. Goku laughed.~
~sorry this chapter's shorter... i just thought it would be good to end there... special thanx to all who reviewed! (in order as seen) -Joyce Rhiannon- purplefirepheonixx- Camaro- MiraiGee-Chan- Red Kasei- Icy Flame- Eclipse75- Lady Kouga- kate- crazed fanatic anime fan- thanx to all... still sorry this one is shorter... i'm trying to take my time on this so i can catch all my mistakes... luv ya~ =^-^= Kat~~~
Goku slowly drifted back into conciousness, his eyes opening slightly, his vision blurry at the moment. The back of his head hurt like heck, seeming to spread throughout his entire head and throb constantly. He groaned, cursing lightly in a language that he had known since he was a kid, having no idea what it was, of course. It sounded like growling, almost, but a little more civilized. Only a little. Goku usually compared it to the weird growling like parts in some Korn songs that the lead singer did. In fact, it was almost exactly like that. Goku had his suspicions of the lead singer, but always thought of himself as insane for even thinking he, or any other person, was an alien. But he did believe it. He just knew he didn't belong on Chikkyu-sei, somehow he knew.
He heard voices around him, but couldn't hear them clearly. He sat up, his head protesting by throbbing violently. His tail twitched, seeming to have gotten free from the loopholes. "Seems like you did a little bit of damage to him, Vegeta. How hard did you hit him?" A deep, rough voice asked.
"I didn't hit him that hard. Only enough to knock him out. I didn't know he'd be out for the whole day." He could hear Vegeta say.
'For the whole day?!' Goku thought, shaking his head to clear it and maybe get rid of the blurry vision. He blinked a couple of times, it starting to clear up and focus. He looks around, seeing a man standing by him with long, thick black hair and black eyes. From what Goku could see, he looked a little familiar, but he had no idea of from where. He also saw a huge, bulky bald guy with a black mustache. He was leaning over to fit in this room standing. Besides the people in it, the room was filled with furniture and decorations. The room was painted a darker blue, the carpet light blue along with the ceiling. The furniture was either black leather or a really dark color. In the corner of the room was Vegeta, leaning on the wall, holding Goku's guitar and seeming to mess with it. Goku jumped up, his headache and fuzziness suddenly forgotten.
"Hey! That's MY guitar! Leave it alone!!" Goku seemed to just appear in front of Vegeta, taking the guitar, glaring, and then disappeared back to the bed he had been laying on. Vegeta blinked a couple times, stunned for a second, then he regain his composture and scowled. Goku was looking at his guitar closely, checking for fingerprints or scratches.
"So, you're awake." He stated simpley.
"Yeah... Why'd you knock me out?! And who are these people?!" Goku shouted, still inspecting his guitar.
"Calm down." Vegeta demanded, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Calm down?!" Goku put his guitar down. "How can I be calm?!" He got off the bed, walking over to Vegeta. "You just knocked me out for a reason I don't know of then You brought me here with these weird people, expecting me to be calm!!" He walked closer to Vegeta, Vegeta not moving. "Plus, You still haven't answered me!! And You Took My Guitar Without Permission! You Expect Me To Be Calm?! Now, Tell Me Why I'm Here!!" Goku yelled, fisting Vegeta's shirt in his hand and lifting him off the ground, pressing him against the wall, the wall creaking. Goku sighed, he had just given himself a headache.~~
~~Vegeta gulped, looking to Nappa and Raditz for help. They got up, Raditz grabbing Kakkarot and setting him on a chair, Nappa making sure he didn't move. 'Damn, he's strong... Now I see how he's Saiyan.' Raditz laughed a little, out of his own little musings, I suppose. "Why are you laughing?" Vegeta askedr him, growling.
"He reminds me of our father." Raditz told him truthfully. Vegeta nodded in understanding, seeing the likeness in looks and personality. Bardock had a way of getting things out of people. And he usually succeeded. Vegeta sighed, thinking of a way to explain this to Kakkarot. "So... You want to know why you're here?" He asks him. Goku nods, calmed down a bit. "Well, you see, you're a Saiyan." Confusion and understanding suddenly flashed in Goku's eyes, Vegeta seeing it and understanding why. He explained to Goku about the Saiyan race, and how they were under Frieza's control, and how and why he had been sent there as a child. Nappa and Raditz helped out at spots Vegeta couldn't explain, and Goku would ask questions or state something.
They talked like that for hours, Goku coming to loosen up around them and they seemed to loosen up, also. Finally, it was about 4:00 in the morning and they decided to go to sleep. Goku slept there for the night, since it was a Friday night, luckily, and he lived alone in his apartment, so it didn't matter if he stayed there. He slept in the bed he had been in when he woke up, which was also Vegeta's bed. Raditz and Nappa had their own room, and they didn't have any extra blankets or pillows, so Vegeta, uncharacteristically, let him stay in his bed. Something about Goku fascinated Vegeta, and he felt like he had a connection with him already. He didn't want to acknowledge it, but deep inside his mind he knew what he felt. Like it or not, he was already connected to the third class.
"Hey, Vegeta" Goku asked quietly.
"What is it?" Vegeta growled lightly.
"... Nothing..." Goku turned on his side, away from the Prince.
"Hn..." Vegeta also turned on his side, but facing Goku's back. In the mode between sleep and awake, Vegeta felt something warm and fuzzy intertwine with his tail. He opened his eyes to his his tail, laying in front of him, intertwined with Kakkarots' that was behind him. 'That's weird... Usually only mated Saiyan's tails intertwined.' He thought sleepily, yawning and curling up contently. 'Oh well...' He was far too tired to think about it at the moment. He drifted to sleep, purring softly.
The next morning, Vegeta woke up to a strange noise. He had no idea what it was, and he couldn't describe it either. He sat up, eyes still closed, and stretched, then rubbed his eyes open, his tail wagging slightly. He looked around, noticing Kakkarot was out of the bed. He looked into the direction of the noise, seeing Kakkarot in a nearby chair, messing with his 'guitar', as he called it. It was what was making that noise. Vegeta had never heard anything like it. He watched Goku play intensly, completely fascinated by it, Goku not even noticing Vegeta was up. He started singing softly to the song, remembering the song by heart.
"I can't find the rhyme in all my reason, lost sense of time and all seasons, feel I've been beaten down, by the words of men who have no ground, can't sleep beneath the tree of wisdom, when your axe has cut the roots that feed them, forked tongues in bitter mouths, can drive a man to bleed from the inside out... What if you did? What if you lied? What if I avenge? What if eye for an eye?" He stopped, pausing for a second, then continuing on with a harder tone and quality to it. He began singing this one too.
"I'm so happy, 'cause today I found my friends, they're in my head. I'm so ugly, but that's ok 'cause so are you. We've broke our mirrors. Sunday mornin', is everyday for all I care. I'm not scared. Light my candles, in a daze 'cause I found God. Yeah, yeah... Yeah yeah.. Yeah, hey hey hey... Yeah, yeah... Yeah! I'm so lonely, but that's ok. I shaved my head. I'm not sad. And just maybe, I'm to blame for all I've heard. I'm not sure. I'm so horny, but that's ok, my will is good... Yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Yeah, hey, hey, hey... Yeah, yeah... Yeah! I like it, I'm not gonna crack. I miss you, I'm not gonna crack. I love you, I'm not gonna crack. I kill you, I'm not gonna crack..." He trailed off of that also. Vegeta was in awe, never hearing anything like that. Goku looked over to the bed, seeing Vegeta was up. He blushed a little, not used to people listening to him play his guitar.
"What is that again?" Vegeta asked, forgetting his composure and looking like a little kid who just found the greastest toy in the world. Even though Vegeta was only around 17, he had been through more then most people, even most Saiyans, had in a lifetime. He had never really had a childhood, having been training through most of it. Sometimes, on very rare occasions, it would come back to haunt him. Like now.
"It's a guitar... Haven't you ever seen one?" Goku asked, not believing someone could not have seen a guitar before, temperarily forgetting this was a Saiyan who was born and raised in space, not on Earth.
Vegeta shook his head. He had regained his composure by now, and now looked emotionless. "You forget, baka, that I wasn't raised on Chikkyu-sei."
"Oh, yeah..." Goku said, giving his 'Son' smile and putting his hand behind his head. "Well... What are we doing today?" He asked, packing away his 'guitar'.
"I don't know." Vegeta replied curtly.
"Do you think we could stop by my friend Bulma's house today? I need to talk with her." He asked, standing up.
"I suppose... You mean the blue haired onna?" Vegeta asked.
"Yeah." Goku answered happily.
"Oh great..." Vegeta got up, walking into the bathroom to clean up. Goku laughed.~
~sorry this chapter's shorter... i just thought it would be good to end there... special thanx to all who reviewed! (in order as seen) -Joyce Rhiannon- purplefirepheonixx- Camaro- MiraiGee-Chan- Red Kasei- Icy Flame- Eclipse75- Lady Kouga- kate- crazed fanatic anime fan- thanx to all... still sorry this one is shorter... i'm trying to take my time on this so i can catch all my mistakes... luv ya~ =^-^= Kat~~~