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Inevitability

Chapter Six: Trace of Blood

The lavender haired youth looked lazily around her library. She had read most of those books and still, the idea of reading them again wasn't that much of a bad one. But currently what she needed was not a book. It was something to punch the lights out of. Something to pour her anger out on. And she knew just the right place to do it.

Looking around for stalkers, which weren't rare nowadays, for the princess' beauty was more famous than Elvis himself. Anyone would love to watch her. Not that she blamed them. God, she was a freaking Goddess! When not spotting any stalkers, Bulma took off her dress and found some training shorts and a white tank top in the drawer under her desk. She just hated the ways her black ones got drenched in her sweat.

The regal looked around the long corridor and ran as fast as her feet could get her before anyone would see her and report to her father. The poor man was still absolutely unaware of the fact that his daughter had been attending martial arts with her elite guard friend, Goku, and his brother, Radditz.

Goku was an absolute sweet boy. The strangest fact was that he was five years younger than Bulma herself and he was just magnificent at martial arts. He had been really short for the past few years, but he was beginning to get taller every month now. By the time, he was just a head shorter than her. And the princess was not that short.

Radditz, on the other hand, was kind of a cold, I'm-just-doing-my-job type of a guard. Though, when the Princess and his brother begged him to 'play' with them, he could never resist to those puppy dog eyes they made.

Radditz and Goku were two of her best friends in the world. She would sacrifice everything and anything for them, just as she was sure they would for her. Goku had grown up together with the Princess and his brother and father. When she had been old enough to walk around without no doubts about getting lost, the lavender haired girl had learnt that the boys' mother had deceased a long time ago, because of some illness, or so she was informed by Bardock, the commander of Briefs' Kingdom's Army and father to Radditz and Goku.

When she neared the training grounds, Bulma got that feeling of excitement that she had every time before entering the gravity machine, that her father had invented specially for his friend, Bardock and his sons, for the ordinary army would never be able to withstand such pressure. The girl sighed dreamily and was merely a few steps away from her goal when she heard her father's voice nearing. The King was actually having a turn around the corner. He seemed to be explaining something to someone. Bulma cringed and hid behind the corner behind herself, glaring at her parental unit.

"I think this would be a good training for both of you, don't you think?" Bulma caught a faint glimpse of dark ebony flame-like hair. She frowned and pushed herself back. What was her father doing with Radditz and Vegeta? Oh, no, he was kidding!!!

Vegeta's grunt startled Radditz.

"We'll see about that." A wicked grin crossed the older youth's face and Radditz glared back with his narrowed obsidian eyes. There was something strangely familiar about this guy... If he just knew what it was...

A servant ran to the king's side. "My Lord, you shouldn't leave the throne room! You are needed in the committee, they are going to discuss how the finances for the repairing of the casualties by the riots will be sorted." The King rolled his eyes. There they go again with those boring meetings. Sure he was old and wasn't really fit for excitement, but you have to get those little moments life offers you, don't you? Well, probably this just wasn't one of them. With a defeated sigh the King retreated, patting both boys' shoulders.

"I'll take the enjoyment of your fight some other time. Duty calls." Just in this moment, for even the smallest amount of time, the King sounded like an ordinary man with ordinary activities. Radditz smirked at his Lord and bowed.

The door to the gravity machine was already opened and Vegeta had stepped in, when a frowning Radditz followed him. How bold this guy was!

"Are we going to spar or should I let you try to kill me with your mind controlling powers you seem to possess by the way you're glaring at me?" The man's gruff voice brought the long haired teen out of his trance. He shook his head and took his fighting stance, as so did Vegeta.

Bulma ran for the window of the machine only to collide with another intruder. They both fell back, gripping their heads, trying to aid the rising pain. Cerulean eyes locked with onyx ones of the boy she had grown to love like a baby brother.

"Goku!" she spoke in a harsh whisper. "What are you doing here?!" The boy laughed sheepishly.

"I can ask the same thing you, my Princess." Ah, those foolish arguments always began this way...

Vegeta hesitated for a moment, looking at Radditz' leg and then jumped at him, throwing a testing punch, which was caught easily. Yet, the next kick obviously was totally unexpected for the Prince's foe for it came to painful contact with his cheek and threw him against the door of the gravity machine.

Both Bulma and Goku jumped when a body hit the window in front of them. The girl threw a side glance just to see how Radditz was gone. She and Goku nodded at each other and decided to stop fighting and look at the show the two boys were putting up for them.

(A/N: I'm not good at describing fights. No, really, I totally suck at that. That's why I'll skip it a little.) Vegeta had already taken advantage of the situation, trying to block Radditz' way around himself, yet the other fighter seemed to be faster than him as he disappeared from his place leaving Vegeta's fist to make a recess in the wall behind.

The Prince growled lowly and was soon welcomed by Radditz' kick in the back, sending him flat against the wall. He wanted to play rough, huh?

The fight grew more vicious with each passing second, with each punch and kick. It was only reasonable for the blasts to come in handy as well, they too, growing with each passing. They both put quite a fight, now didn't they. But Vegeta's superiority was far obvious to both side-viewers. Goku balled his fists as his brother got more and more beat up, unable to really do any damage anymore. The boy had to stop this madness!

The door to the gravity machine opened and Goku flew in, charging at Vegeta, who caught the boy off-guard when he did a back flip, letting the smaller warrior stop dead in his tracks. Goku realized the switch of roles as Vegeta's breath tickled his ear.

"Gotcha." Goku swallowed hard only to have his chest smashed against the wall and then thrown to the ground by his neck. The Saiya-jin's hand stretched over the lying boy preparing a blast.

"STOP!!!!" A feminine voice ceased any activity that was held in the gravity room, gaining all males' attention. She stomped over to where Goku was and dusted him off as she stood him up. After she was done, she threw an evil glare at Vegeta and helped Radditz up.

"Are you okay, Radditz?" She asked worriedly. Her concern earned her a nervous chuckle, choked by what she guessed was blood in his throat.

"Yeah, I let him take some advantage. After all, he is a guest of my King." Bulma's frown deepened.

"You should go to the rejuvenation tanks. You look truly awful, Radditz!" She scorned him and glared at the one responsible for her friend's pain. Vegeta's uncaring onyx eyes bore into her once again.

The Saiya-jin prince couldn't help but notice the unlikely for a princess outfit and the well-sculpted stomach muscles she had formed. It wasn't ugly muscular, but you could say she had her figure straight in line.

Vegeta didn't look much better himself. He had a visible problem with his arm, for it was bleeding heavily and his cheek was torn. There were also minor wounds to his whole body but he could care less. The stench of blood set his senses on fire. He thirsted for more. To pour more. To see it oozing from his enemy's agonizing body.

Bulma had long since given up on trying to make him suffer with her malicious sparking glance. She had resumed her ministrations to help Radditz' condition. Neither noticed when the Saiya-jin left the machine.

"Are you sure you have nothing broken?" Goku asked as he massaged his neck. It would make a bruise!!

"Yeah. I'm pretty much sure he was going easy on me." The elder teen's eyes narrowed in thought. "I have the strangest feeling that I have encountered our guest somewhere before..."

Well, they would probably never find out, Bulma deduced as she helped Goku's brother limp over to the med wing.

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Vegeta supported himself by the wall and continued to walk down the wall, leaving a blood line on the white wall and a crimson trace at his feet. He growled as the pain in his shoulder joint didn't cease. With a swift move he hit it in the wall. Letting out not even a gasp, his eyes clenched tightly as the immense pain increased for a moment and then it began decelerating fast.

Goddamn that idiot! How did he manage to move his arm out of its joint? That he would probably never know. Perhaps it was because of the obvious Saiya-jin blood that flowed in his veins, which the tail, that the guard was failing to hide, was an evidence for.

Deciding against any kind of thought, the Prince limped over to his new room, needing some time to relax. Maybe that would help his wounds heal. Otherwise... Well, he'd have to figure out what his plan B was after he took some rest. This idiocy was blinding his vision already.

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Bulma was back from the medical wing a few hours after. She was talking and laughing with Radditz and his brother just like any other day. Except for the fact she was incredibly mad at that idiot Vegeta for doing this to her friend. She would give him a piece of her mind. In fact, that was what she had decided. She'd do that, yes, but after she took a shower. All this worrying made her sweat. And she hated to feel all wet and stinky.

When she neared her room she found Chichi, another friend of hers, a maid in the palace, cleaning up the floor in front of the room next to hers.

"What's up, Chi?" She asked full-heartedly, receiving a worried glimpse in the dark eyes of her long-time friend.

"My princess, I am worried about the King's guest." Bulma frowned at the realization that his room was right next to hers. She would have a word with her father about this later. "I have seen him coming down the hall a few hours ago. He was bleeding heavily and by the looks of his sheets, it doesn't even plan on stopping." Her shaking hands revealed the once pure white satin covers now all in a crimson shade. Bulma bit her lower lip.

"He'll be fine, Chichi, don't worry, he's a tough bastard. He doesn't give up that easily." She nodded at the smaller girl assuringly.

"If that's what you say, my lady..." Chichi got back to her work as Bulma released a sigh. She stretched her hand of the door knob when she noticed a trace on her right, in the direction for the entrance of the palace. A trace of blood.

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Sooooooooo! :) Whaddya think?! Why isn't Veggie's bleeding stopping?! Is there something wrong with him? What if he dies from blood all the blood he had shed? Oh, no! -giggle- Well, you'll have to tell me what you think so I can tell you that in the next chapter. -wink, wink, nudge, nudge-

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