I wish I owned DBZ, but I don't. I own DVD's and tapes, but it just isn't the same. I also don't own the right to Starcraft or any of the music pieces you see selected, just copies of merchandise, such a shame. The artists that created them are geniuses and we all must bow to them.
A/N: Believe it or not, this chapter manages to stay PG-13 all the way through with today's standards. Besides, I know a lot of fanatics out there love the romantic stuff, so this chapter is geared more towards them.
Chapter 17: Indecent Exposure
"Vegeta never really discussed the issue with me past an insult, so I thought another Saiyan would be able to answer it. Why is it that we act, well, normal around each other, yet act cruel even to each other around those not of our race. I mean I understand acting that way towards Frieza and others who are enemies. I've always been taught to be a gentler person, despite what old high and mighty pushes me towards," I said, sitting in the chair at the apartment. We had just gotten back from the Kanassa mission, and Bardock had sent me and Fasha ahead so I could rest up, my wounds were still a bit sore. She had brought up why I seemed so soft hearted towards others and asked my own question.
"Well kid, its for our own protection. We all hate Frieza with a passion, but at the same time we kind of want to keep our asses alive around here. I'll explain it best I can, if we were to show emotion in front of Frieza or his men, we'd probably A: be the laughing stock of the universe, and B: he'd make our lives a living hell. If we act heartless and bloodthirsty, we show strength and fear will pump up in the eyes of the enemy. I've noticed you tend to lean more towards a gentle nature, something I'm sure the prince isn't happy about," she dragged the last part long enough for me to get the point.
"I guess this is what he meant by being more of a true Saiyan. I mimic him pretty good at home, but, no offense, the women can crack that wall like it wasn't even there," I said grinning slightly.
"Yeah, you are just a big softy!" Fasha smiled and tossed a weak ki ball at me. I caught it and extinguished it in my hand, grinning back. I got up and headed for the fridge, only to find it empty.
"I think one of those Zerg clocked you over the head, we didn't stock up because we'd be gone for six weeks. Don't you remember?" Fasha giggled a bit. I groaned slightly, my sore stomach still wanted some food, and my wounds burned a bit more.
"Dare I ask, but should we hit the bar for food? And for that matter when do we get new clothes, I got a little torn up here!" I said. That part was emphasized pretty good, we hadn't stopped at the medical wing because I absolutely refused to go there, but we didn't get new clothes either. Bardock said we'd be heading out again in the morning, and that we wouldn't need a new set anyway. So I had to walk around in my torn up battle armor with the two claw marks cut into it. My leggings were just shorts now, badly cut ones too, and the sleeves were torn up as well. So naturally I was the victim of a staring contest when Fasha and I entered the barracks, but the glares were softened this time. Many Saiyans, who took the opportunity to insult me before, had instead been greeting me a little warmer. No doubt the incident with the elites had something to do with it, they seemed to hate them more than just 'the low level that rose from the ashes'. A few offered their chairs to me when I entered, others their drinks and food, even replacement clothes, though I declined, saying I didn't need them that bad. The chatter of the so-called great battle that we took part in on Kanassa spread through the gossip pool like a fire, despite the modified version of it. In truth we didn't need to say anything about it, the clothes gave it away. A few higher looking first class males had their young daughters in there as well, offering mates so to speak. After saying a polite no, the older females started in on attempts of courtship. After getting past the stampede, we had come back up to the room to relax a little bit, but now my stomach was going into rampage mode.
"Yeah kid let's get something to eat, then doesn't the prince want to see you again?"
"Actually no, but I will see him anyway. You can come if you want but I'm sure he's going to kick you out again just like last time," I said with a smirk.
"That's ok, I'm gonna stick around this dump."
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After dining with Fasha, not to mention a few other lower level Saiyans that wanted to just talk to me, I made my way through the horde of females and blasted off to the low level housing. When I got there, I found that the door to the small apartment was busted open and barely hanging from the hinges. What the hell?
I stepped in and scanned for ki signals, and found none, not a trace. I looked around, burn marks covered the walls and the floors, there had to have been a battle here, but a short one. I looked around in the kitchen only to see a dead body on the table. It was some kind of purple alien in armor, had to be one of Frieza's troops. Another one was on the ceiling; his orange skin was melted into it along with the dent, literally stuck. Looks like they picked a bad time to knock on Vegeta's door.
I looked through the bedrooms, finding a few empty capsules where the boys had stayed, and then what must have been Vegeta's bedroom had been torn apart. Dresser drawers hung out and random things were all over the floor. The bed had been turned over a few times by the looks of it; the intruder's must have been looking for something just as Vegeta got back home. The bathroom wasn't a sight I wanted to remember; there were seven bodies in there of various shapes and sizes. Some of the heads were gone, and the backs had been broken before being bent in half. I have to hand it to Vegeta, he's efficient when he takes care of a burglar, or any other kind of intruder.
I chuckled slightly remembering the first time a burglar had gotten into Capsule Corp during my stay. Vegeta had mistaken him for Goten or Trunks keeping their ki low trying to get food at midnight. It had been pitch dark inside to the point where even Saiyan eyes couldn't see clearly. Vegeta dragged the poor soul into the gravity room in the dark and attempted to spar with him. Only when he turned on the chamber to two hundred times gravity and saw the burglar, the result was, not pretty. But he had a good recipe for human pancakes with blood syrup, a few starving Saiyans would have been interested. In fact there was a few hungry Saiyans that were interested once he fried the body and grilled it a bit. Then he assured Goten and Trunks that it was okay to eat the huge pancake with red syrup in the gravity room. I don't think the boys have ever been the same after that, they always thought twice before eating a pancake afterwards.
Back to the apartment, I explored the rest of Vegeta's handiwork, as the bathroom was covered in different colors of blood. I looked around the living room again, and noticed a small green capsule sticking out from the edge of the couch. I picked it up and found that it had something it in. Opening it, I found a note and I sat on the heavily damaged couch to read it.
"Boy, if you have found this, then it means that Frieza's lackeys came knocking one day and we had to leave early. Frieza is probably in orbit as you read this, and from what I got from an extremely reliable source, who is lying in the bathroom right now, he is going to blow the planet early. But he is letting you and Bardock's crew go to Meat along with my younger self, Nappa, and Raditz. There the ambush waits. I assume you probably spilled some more unneeded information to Bardock and company. As long as they do not know about the planet destruction it shouldn't be a big deal. It pains me greatly to have to do it this way, but we can't screw up the timeline any more than we already have. I have taken the boys and gotten off the planet, and I still plan to meet you on Meat. If in anyway that the timeline has been altered more, meaning if Frieza were to show up on Meat or something else happens, then go ahead and kill him. I have a feeling that the future we know is not altered at all. Should Frieza show up and you get that opportunity to finish him, do it, and we will wish back Planet Vegita afterwards. If this turns up, then it should be just like older Trunks said, it just creates a new time line. Good luck boy." I put the note down in frustration, damn right the timeline was screwed up.
"Shit!" I cursed and ki blasted the remains of the couch, vaporizing it. Fine, if it has to be this way then so be it, it'll be easier anyway. You've just lost your protection Frieza! I exited and blasted off, barely remembering to contain my ki.
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I arrived at the dorms to observe Bardock and Tora talking excitedly about just being ordered to Meat by Frieza personally.
"Hey kid, where'd you run off to?" Tora asked with a big bright smile.
"Had an errand to run, and it didn't turn out anyway," I said, taking off my armor and tossing it onto the floor.
"Yeah we're going with Prince Vegeta as well. I guess Meat is really packing with strong fighters according to the latest reports!" Bardock said, really starting to sound like Goku with that kind of tone.
Which reminds me, "Hey Bardock, has your other son been born yet?"
"Oh him, he's being sent out later this week. His name is Kakarot, but he only has a level of two. I think my mate was drinking pretty heavily for the kid to be that weak," he said quietly.
"When is he getting sent out again?" I asked.
"Later this week, I think right after we get back from Meat, why?" he asked. I sighed; well I'm going to make sure at least one thing goes right here.
"Oh just curious, I'm gonna go grab a bite at the bar. I'll be back later!" I waved and practically ran out the door. The elevator slowed me down though, someone was coming up it. The doors opened to reveal the smaller version of Vegeta along with Nappa.
"Ah good, I wanted to catch you. Be ready in the morning! I want to get this trip out of the way, something doesn't feel right about this, and my father seems to be missing. The sooner we get back, the better, I may have other duties for you after this mission is over. I'll inform your captain!" the tiny prince said. I bowed slightly, not forgetting my role in this. He and Nappa stepped out, heading for my dorm and I stepped in, rushing downstairs in only my torn up bodysuit. I walked quickly through the bar, only to be stopped by a large group of females dressed in bright pink and gold armor, elite status for females since they had gold armor.
"Well now, has our little elite finally decided to grab a mate?" One cooed, stroking my chin slightly.
"Looks like he was in a dicey battle and needs to relieve some stress, we can do that!" another claimed as she was caressing my waist, getting awfully close to my tail.
"Excuse me ladies, I need to get somewhere," I said, gently pushing the taller women away and running past.
Barely paying attention, I heard one yelling at me, "You will be ours!"
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I dashed out the door and flew into the sky, directly for the command center and launch bay. I had seen nothing but low levels for employees, so I figured that I would be able to assert myself a little bit here. I was in luck and there were only a few around, but I did sense a familiar ki about. I ran up to the desk, asking where the babies that were being sent out were kept. After getting the right direction, I made a mad dash there, only to hold my ears at the child that was screaming in there. There was baby Goku, or rather Kakarot, lying in a small crib and screaming for all he was worth.
"Shhh, calm down kid!" I rasped. He only screamed louder, making me cover my ears so tight that it would have been better to rip them off. Well babies do need to be held sometimes, I thought as I entered the nursery and scooping up the spiky haired hero. Instantly he was quiet, and I do mean instantly. In fact he was content and almost happy that someone had finally picked him up and held him in his or her arms. Must be the isolation, now for the launch bay.
I wrapped a blanket around baby Goku and ran towards the space pods. There I found several low-level employee aliens all over the floor, out cold.
"Great now what?" I said aloud.
"Now you put that brat in a pod, hurry up!" said a snappy but familiar voice. I spun and saw Vegeta at the computer console, typing like mad.
"Vegeta!" I said happily.
"Shut up and do it! And give me the pod number!" I complied and put Goku in pod number five before coming back to Vegeta.
"So where are Goten and Trunks?"
"In a safe location, I left them on Namek about a week ago. I heard about Frieza's new plan and rushed back here. I assume you read the note?"
"Yeah, along with all the bodies," I chuckled.
"Frieza sent some goons after the hijacker of a expensive battleship that made an emergency landing on Vegita, that is all you know. So have you told Bardock about the plan to blow up the planet? I was hoping such information would be kept under wraps no matter how whipped that female had you!" he said with a smirk to my long face.
"Not really, I kinda had to tell them about where we came from, and for good reason, something I definitely need to speak to you about. But I didn't say anything about Frieza blowing up the planet!"
"All right, give me a moment to launch Kakarot's pod. I have already entered it into the computer as a scheduled launch," Vegeta said, pushing a big red button over the five controls. The pod closed and lifted out of the room, and a roar went by my ears.
"Now that that is taken care of, what is it that is super important to tell me?" And here I thought this would be hard.
I sighed and took a deep breath, starting from basically where it would be blown out of proportion, "We found Zerg on Kanassa."
-
Vegeta had countless questions at first, so I told him the whole thing from start to finish, ended with when I came to get Goku out of there.
"So, the timeline has been altered more than I thought possible, and it seems your mystic power attracted the Zerg to Earth and to Kanassa, with this, Psi energy. Though I would have thought the Kanassan to be just speaking garbage to you, his story fits. The Zerg went after you and you were drawn to them. The story matches with the fact that we can't sense them well. I am glad to hear that you recalled some of the Zerg types, which makes our mission later easier. All right, the plan remains the same; I will meet you on Meat about two hours after your scheduled to land. I know the fight against Frieza won't take you that long, but knowing myself as well as I do, I would fight before any of my comrades, and foolishly would die before letting another step in for me. As your teacher and mentor, I order you not to interfere with that unless I un-characteristically ask you to, and only then. If the other me dies, then so be it, it's a pride thing. And I wouldn't want to deal with the mess of him seeing me. Whatever you do though, keep Bardock and his crew alive. They are like Kakarot; able to increase their strength greatly even though they are low class, and judging by what you have said, they have already fought the Zerg. That will prove to be useful experience for the invasion. Get going boy, not a word to Bardock or the crew until you reach Meat, I'll meet you there!" Vegeta said, pointing to the door.
I nodded and exited, somewhat happy that I had gotten to tell him everything before the curtain fell, and that I succeeded in getting Goku to earth. Walking out, I caught a glimpse of a small craft just blasting off; the ki signal inside it told me what I wanted to know. I smiled and walked back to the dorms, trying to enjoy the night sky of Vegita. I stopped at a building near the barracks and looked up in admiration, the stars shown brightly, perhaps the calm before the storm. I continued gazing at it, shutting off all cares. This turned out to be a mistake, because a hand reached out and grabbed me from behind and put a gloved hand over my face. At first I was ready to throw whoever it was off, except the hand was covered in intoxicating fumes. I immediately started making me black out like I was smelling chloroform, and another hand grabbed my tail. The hand on the tail squeezed hard, and I yelped slightly, but was still not paralyzed even as the chemical fumes worked their magic and put me under. Then I started being dragged off, whoever was behind me either felt extremely brave in this act, or very foolish and had gotten lucky.
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I woke up strapped to a tableby large and heavy metal clamps. I had a monster of a headache; whatever had put me under was still going strong. Ugh, whoever did this is about to have a nasty wake up call, but I'll play along for the information.
"Look, he's up!" a feminine voice said. I looked over to see a large woman among a pack of Saiyan females looking at me lustfully. All of them were dressed in pink colored uniforms, except now they had taken their armor off, adding to the scene. It had to be Clerpe, the large and somehow attractive figure matched, and she was dripping with the smell of a perfume like substance, only greater in impact. I could barely think of anything else except what my pounding heart told me.
"Well, my mate awakes! Tonight is your night little man, for you get the whole package! Countless beautiful women to screw and a soon to be conceived child!" she announced.
"I don't want you, and if you think kidnapping me is going to get you anywhere you are dead wrong!" I shouted, snapping the clamps with a flex. A hand grabbed my tail again, but this time rubbed it gently like Fasha had before, and that rendered me truly helpless. The feeling of pleasure made my body shut down much like paralysis would, without the pain.
"Let go!" I urged.
"Poor little man always forgets that we women have them by the tail all time, now you won't resist will you?" Clerpe said as she came closer, sticking her huge face in front of my own and forcing her lips over my own. I managed to turn my head slightly to the side before spitting towards her face as she pulled back. She moved her head aside to miss the flying saliva, but didn't look overly happy at my antics.
"Girls, I think he needs some more convincing!" And just like that a dozen hands were on me, running across me in random locations, and a few down below my bodysuit where I deemed a no zone. Inside though, I was fighting my own instincts. Anyone else would have given in at this point, but I just knew I couldn't let that happen.
"Stop, this isn't right! This can't happen," I whispered while making no movement to stop it.
"Oh but it is, I need a man around to keep me satisfied and I have selected you. However, since you resisted me and didn't allow me to mark you as mine, I had to resort to this. This will go a lot smoother now!" Clerpe said, her hand running down the center of my chest and then down even further. I had to admit, it did feel good, but I didn't let it cloud the issue too much. Damn, Vegeta and Fasha were right, I'm helpless around women. There's got to be a way out of this, I wonder if I were to play along, to an extent.
"You're a first timer aren't you? This will be quite fun, but we need to get the formalities out of the way! Now little man, bite me and fulfill your destiny!" she leaned forward, lips parting to give me a sloppy kiss on the lips. Bite her? That's a ritual? I think I'm gonna be sick! Then again that would explain the nasty looking scar on Mom's neck. I had seen another on the back of Vegeta's neck also, but it was rather small. Sure would have helped if I knew some of this disgusting crap ahead of time.
"No, I refuse, now let me go!" I ordered.
That stopped her dead in her tracks, but only for a moment, "Ladies, leave, it seems I have to persuade him myself!" She grabbed my tail now and stroked it vigorously, climbing atop and straddling me, and for a few moments, the offer tempted me.
"No, you can't claim me if I refuse!" I shouted and struggled, but my body wouldn't respond to my commands.
"That is true little one, but then you're in no position to refuse me. Just do it and live in pleasure for the rest of your life. I, guarantee what your feeling now will pale in comparison to what I will give you at a moments notice!" This tail rubbing is getting ridiculous, and why haven't I passed out from the pleasure yet? Unless this is more like a mating ritual that keeps you awake. So much for it being the same as sex. I've gotta turn the tables on this bitch, I wonder if I. I stopped and grinned slightly without her seeing me. The thought that just flashed through my head was degrading, disgusting, and I just plain didn't want it to happen, but she would let go of my tail and I would get out of this mess. I took a deep breath and relaxed a bit more, something nearly impossible at this point. I shot her a smirk and squirmed a bit under her mass that was lying on top of me. Boy if anyone walks in on this it's going to look really bad.
"I'm a bit new at this, so let me get this straight. I have to bite you and let you bite me, then conjugate the joining by screwing each other's brains out. Is that it? Okay, but I have my own ritual I want to try first!"
"And what is that little lover?" she cooed.
"My, father, told me long ago that the way to give a woman ultimate pleasure involved a tongue and not the teeth," I began, almost gagging as I did. Her eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning, and her brown tail was in my face right away just as her bodysuit dropped to the ground. It wasn't exactly the body part I was expecting right away, but it would put my plan into action easily. This is not going to be my favorite part of this, that is for sure. But it'll work if she's like any other woman. So as she swished her tail to my mouth, I complied with what I had just promised, wanting to gag myself at this point. Even Goten and Goku would argue that this tasted horrible. Well I suppose it didn't taste that bad, but in the moment when I had no desire for her what so ever, you have to picture it as the most revolting thing you've ever done. She began to moan and groan slightly, her grip on my tail started to slip. She moved up and down and around just as expected, and her hand slipped completely from my tail within a few seconds. I waited for just a moment when the bulk of her tail passed between my teeth. Then I clamped down on her, drawing blood. She screamed in pain before paralysis hit her and she ceased moving, mumbling slightly.
"Well, you did want me to bite you, sorry it wasn't on the neck. I can't afford to have a mate right now. No hard feelings, maybe if you weren't such a bitch to me before I would consider it. Goodbye Clerpe, live the rest of your life in peace," I said softly, spitting the tail blood from my mouth, getting up and heading for the door. I kept trying to spit tail hair from my mouth as well, my stomach wanted to empty itself as well, but I'm pretty sure all of the food I ate earlier was gone.
She was up quickly, breathing hard, "Why you horrible little man, no one says no to me, NO ONE!"
"I just did, live with it," I said a little sterner now as I opened the door. She stomped towards me, making the room shake slightly. I felt her ki go up slightly, emitting nothing but anger. Despite her anger and her size, she still looked very attractive. Not having any clothes on helped in that department, but that didn't change my mind any.
"You will be mine even if it kills you damnit!" she claimed.
"Do not come any closer," I warned, holding up a hand. She answered by charging at me, a murderous look in her eye. My Saiyan instincts didn't even hesitate, and I fired. Thankfully my human mind was still in place, and I only hit her legs with a weak ki beam. Strong enough though to stop her for the moment, even I wasn't that cruel.
"How could you?" she screeched, not being able to get up for at least a few minutes. She started crying softly for a moment or two then, and I almost felt sorry for her. With the current situation though, I did not show it.
"Good question coming from you. Just grab the man you want, try to rape him and make him mate unwillingly. Some wife you would have made, we would have ended up with some very confused kids, guaranteed. Maybe you should actually wait for the man to come to you instead of forcing yourself on those smaller and weaker than you. I don't care if they like it or not, that doesn't make it right. Think about that one Clerpe, think about it hard!" I shouted before leaving and slamming the door, cracking the walls.
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"Where were you?" Fasha asked, seeing my slightly more torn up clothes, and then wrinkling her nose slightly when I passed by her and sat on the edge of her bed.
"Mate shopping?" she asked.
"More like your friendly neighborhood bitch trying to rape someone," I muttered, sitting down and explaining what just happened, in full detail. Fasha looked slightly surprised that Clerpe did this, as according to her, she would be put to death for trying something like that as forcing yourself upon a member of any sex was forbidden on Vegita.
"Should we alert the authorities then?" she asked with slight concern.
"No, I think she learned her lesson, and we'll be gone in the morning anyway. It's not worth the effort," I said, not noticing that Fasha had scooted a bit closer in her bed.
"Well, you do smell pretty good though, she lathered you up with pheromones to drive the opposite sex crazy. I'd say the stuff works pretty well," she started with a finger down my arm. Great, now her too.
"No Fasha, you know I can't mate," I said, shoving her hand away.
"Who said anything about mating? What I had in mind is not mating, even though it goes along with it, but I'd say you do need a good relaxing night before the mission tomorrow. Don't worry, I told you this happens all the time, we just don't go all the way with it! You know, you remind me of Bardock when he was on this team for the first time. We had three females then, a male captain and Bardock, now that made for some really interesting nights!" she said, unfolding my shirt that was already half way off.
"Time to live a little, before you have to be a smaller shrimp again!" she grinned and tossed my bodysuit aside, and hers a minute later. This time, I just couldn't manage to say no, her eyes were just so perfect.
Interlude 17.1 –Bulma and Goku-
Bulma wiped her brow and patted her stomach that was quite a bit larger than normal now. She had been working tirelessly on the broken time machine, but still, nothing wanted to work correctly. Her stomach growled, signs that the baby was definitely getting bigger; Trunks had been this way when she was pregnant the last time. It had been two and a half months since the accident, and it still weighed heavily on her. They had another few weeks before they would call the dragon and wish Vegeta and the boys back to this dimension. It wasn't the original place, but it would have to do. Videl's pregnancy came just a month and a half after her own, meaning the children would grow up together, something Bulma was happy to know. She couldn't stop worrying about where Vegeta and the boys ended up. She didn't have a doubt about their ability to take care of themselves; no one at that time would be able to overpower them. But considering Verto had just gone from child to nearly mature concerned her quite a bit, no matter how he appeared to adjust to it. Oh why do I have this feeling that Verto is having to become more of a man while he's stuck on a planet full of Saiyans, just for his own sanity no doubt.
Vegeta had always spoken highly of the boy when it came to training and fighting, but did not approve of his more pacifist attitude, especially when it came to women. Bulma chuckled; her adoptive son had always been the nicest to ladies, while Trunks and Goten did what they could to get rid of them. The only exception was that android twenty-one that Gero had made, the boys mentioned that she was the only one he had been extremely rude to. Granted he was that way a lot sometimes, but generally he kept his bad side to himself unlike Vegeta. The kid was nicer in her opinion than he would take credit for. Hell I wouldn't be surprised if he was having sex with a Saiyan girl as we speak, and bringing home a mate, boy wouldn't that screw things up. Bulma chuckled slightly, never knowing how close she was to being correct.
"How's the machine coming?" Goku asked, startling his friend in the process as he teleported in.
"It's not! The damn temporal circuits keep overloading and shorting out on me. Hell I can't figure out what's missing from it. If only the other Trunks was here, maybe I could get this figured out. Looks like we'll need to use the dragonballs after all," she said, frustrated.
"So, can you fix it?" Goku asked, clueless. Bulma sighed, almost expecting this answer.
"Eventually, but a lot of the parts came from the original time machine. Duplicating those exact schematics is hard work Goku," she said with a slight scowl.
"Oh, ok. Hey can we find out if the Zerg are getting close yet?" he asked with interest.
"I took a deep scan of the skies with my satellites earlier today, nothing was out there. But I can't search much further than the edge of our solar system for anything other than stars, planets or comets moving around. They could feasibly get here too fast to do much preparation for them," she explained thoroughly.
"I see, well let me know if you see anything out there, bye Bulma!" Goku waved as he teleported out.
"I hope Vegeta and the boys get back soon. I would hate to see them come back too late to stop the Zerg.
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I awoke in the middle of the night, with Fasha sleeping next to me with our tails intertwined. Oh crap, tell me I didn't do it! I felt all along my neck and shoulders for bite marks, and found none. Whew, bad enough that I allowed myself to get sucked in like that, nice girl or not. I glanced down and checked Fasha's neck and shoulders over as well, just to be sure. I found no bite mark there either, and I relaxed with that thought.
"You shouldn't panic like that in the middle of the night, you didn't do anything I wouldn't have!" Bardock whispered from the door.
I looked around, alarmed. "Don't panic kid, I knew Fasha had a thing for you just as she has a thing for me, but she isn't going to go all the way. You have to understand; we Saiyans don't consider basic sex a sign of mate hood like any other race does. She's done this with every member of this crew for the entire time I've known her. Its like final initiation that we have, she got it from the other females that have been on the crew. It's for your own good anyway at your age, get some of that hormonal strain off before it consumes you. Besides, its illegal to mate with your crewmates, but basic sex is okay. Anyway, good night kid, don't do anything I wouldn't do. Too late now isn't it, Hahahaha!" Bardock laughed a little loudly.
"Why are you telling me all this?" I whispered in a loud enough tone for him to hear.
"Because confusion is written all over your face. Not to mention it looks like you had your hands in the meat jar with that look of panic, goodnight," he said, walking off towards his room. Fasha pulled me a little closer to her, a slight smile could be seen on her face even in the dark. How do I do it? I blushed myself to sleep a few minutes later.