~~ ok... so i decided to write more and forget about the reviewing crap i said... i like this story, and want to contine on it it's fun to write ... i'll need suggestions tho so tell me what you guys want to happen next k? thanx!~~
"Brolli?!" I yell out. I had totally forgotten about him. 'Oh shit!' I take a few steps back, bumping into Trunks. Bulma looks confused, not taking chances and backing up as well. Brolli turns to look at us, in his normal state right now. He growls, seeing Kakkarot almost immediatly.
"Kakkarotto..." He snarls out. I can feel Kakkarot raising his ki, and I follow suit along with our sons.
"Bulma, get out of here." I tell her. She nods, and runs back, dragging the harpy with her, litterally. The others were clueless. They just stood there, in shock and confusion.
"It'd be better if you guys leave." Kakkarot informed them.
"Why?" Bardock asked him. Now, Brolli started charging up to Super Saiyan.
"Well, unless you want to mess with an insane Super Saiyan, I suggest you leave." Kakkarot told them. They just nodded, and backed off. I could hear Kakkarot growl. Then he attacked, already Super Saiyan. I looked on as he attacked, noticing his newly grown tail behind him and his... His eyes... They were... Glowing. Not the usual teal that occurs with Super Saiyan, the pupils were a yellowish color, with a reddish orange rim around them. That means... Damn... This has not been a good day. Not good at all...
Brolli quickly charges up as Kakkarot attacks him. Kakkarot attacks with a lot more ferocious hits then normal. With him like this Brolli will last maybe a minute or two. "Power down." I tell the boys. "Kakkarot won't need help this time." The brats listen, intently watching as Kakkarot and Brolli tear up this wing of the castle. I, too, power down. Brolli doesn't stand a chance. Kakkarot does a Kamehameha towards Brolli, him geting hit, and losing an arm. He growls, clutching at the stub left to try to stop the bleeding, more than likely realising he doesn't stand a chance with Kakkarot like this. Kakkarot charges at him again, becoming more and more vicious. Kakkarot's sweating, a lot. He's got it bad... Finally, he uses a finishing blast to get rid of Brolli. After he knows Brolli's dead, he turns to us, going back to normal state. His eyes are still the same color, and he doesn't look good.
"Dad?" Goten breathes. He doesn't answer. A couple moments pass, then he faints, more then likely due to the heat."Dad!" Goten and Gohan run over to him. "What's wrong with him?"
I walk over, kneeling down. "He's in rut. Probably his first time." I tell them.
"In rut?!" Trunks, Goten, and Gohan ask in unison.
"Yes. Saiyans go through it after a period of not finding there true mate. The only way to cure it is to find your true mate, who would also be in rut. They would be the only two on the planet, so they would know if it was their mate or not." I explain to them.
"So... Mom isn't Dad's true mate?" Goten asks.
"No. Their true mate is Saiyan. If they don't find eachother, they could die."
"It's... That bad? Mom's gonna freak." Gohan said.
"That harpy is definetly going to have a cow. It'd be better if I tell her. For now, we need to get Kakkarot in the medical center." I say, picking up the unconcious Kakkarot. "You two get the others and meet me in the medical lab. Bardock and them will know where it is." I tell them, putting Kakkarot over my shoulder and heading through the debri to the medical lab. The brats go after the others, just as I told them. 'This is great...' I think. 'I just hope that I don't go into rut...' I arrive at the med. lab.
"Prince Vegeta! What can we do for you?" One of the doctors ask. All the doctors are Arians, insect-like creatures with greeanish-blue skin and bug eyes.
"Help him." I say, lying him on an empty table. The doctors gawk for a moment, freezing. "Now!" I bark. They start moving, getting him hooked up to machines, taking blood, etc. Kakkarot growls in his sleep. "You might have to restrain him... Something ki resistant."
"Why, Prince Vegeta?" Another one of the doctors ask.
"Baka... He hates hospitals, and in the condition he's in you don't know what he could do. You most likely wouldn't want to either." I tell him. He nods, and goes to get ki restraints. Then the door gets knocked in, succesfully hitting me . I fall on the ground, growling as someone walks not only over the door, but over me as well! 'Damn Doors! They're out to get me, I swear!'
"What did he do to my Goku?!" I hear the harpy screech. I growl even louder. If it's for her disrespect, or for her saying 'my Goku', I do not know. I push the door off of me, it hitting the wall with shattering force, then get up off the ground, not in a good mood. I turn to the harpy.
"I DID NOTHING TO HIM!! NOTHING I TELL YOU!!" I roar in her face. "Now, If You Don't Mind, I'm Trying To Help Kakkarot Out! Now, MOVE!!!" She, for once in her short life, made a wise decision by moving out of my way without another word. I then realize I had 'accidently' turned Super Saiyan. I power down, seeing the people behind me gawk. "What Are You Looking At!" I snap. I just now realize how hot I feel. 'No... I... I can't be... No... No! NO! Ok... I have to be overreacting. Calm down Vegeta... Calm down...' I feel the faint throb of an incoming headache. Kakkarot growls again, his hand jerking away from the doctor as he tries to give him another injection. Annoyed, the doctor tries again. Kakkarot still jerks away, not allowing the doctor to insert the needle. "What are you giving him?" I more less snap.
"They're sedatives to give him before he wakes up." The doctor explained.
"Don't give him that!" Bulma yelled. "Are you crazy? We don't want to kill him! Move out of the way!" Bulma pushes through the doctors, taking over the computers and lab equipment. "Trunks, go get my supplies in the ship with Goten and two more people." Bulma told them. Trunks and Goten nodded, Trunks motioning for Kat and Diablo to go with them. The doctors clear out now, giving up any hope of getting their lab back. "Now, you three." She points to Nappa, Raditz, and Turles. "Go away. It's already crowded enough in here." They grumble and slowly leave. "Gohan, come here." Gohan walks over to Bulma. "Keep your mother busy. We don't need her in here getting all worked up. Whatever you do, don't let her come in here, got it?" She whispere, ushering him out. "ChiChi, go with Gohan. He has to talk to you."
"He can wait. I'm staying here with my Goku until he gets better!" ChiChi said stubbornly.
"ChiChi, it's urgent. Just go!" Bulma told her, pushing her out of the room. Gohan took over from there, having to carry ChiChi away from the lab. "All right. Vegeta, I'll need you to help me out, ok?"
"Hn." I cross my arms over my chest out of habit. I walk over beside her.
"Good. I need you to take some blood. The sample they have is already messed with." She told me, getting out a needle from a cabinet and sterilizing it. She offers it to me. I take it, walking over to Kakkarot and holding his arm down firmly. Surprisingly, he doesn't growl when I insert the needle. He just twitched a little. I fill the tiny container, and take the needle out again, then walk back to Bulma handing her the needle. "Thank you." She says, taking it away and putting it into a container. Trunks and Goten come back, arms full of all types of capsules. Kat and Diablo walk in after them, carrying maybe a handful of capsules.
"Heh. Getting bossed around by onnas now, ne boy?" Trunks blushed after I said that.
"We picked up the ones they dropped." Kat explained. I snort/laugh amusedly. Bulma takes the capsules, getting the one she needs for the blood sample. When she finds it, she activates it with the button and throws it in front of her. A compact machine comes out, only about two feet in hight. She kneels over, taking the sample and putting it in a hole on the top of the machine that seems to be built for needles. The blood drains out of it, and goes into the machine, the machine now whirring and computing. A small paper comes out of it, and Bulma snatches it, reading it over.
"How are you going to help Kakkarot when you've studied humans all yoru life?" I ask her.
"Easy. Ever since I found out Son-kun was Saiyan, I studied him every time he got injured. Which was a lot. Plus, I always asked you about things I didn't understand, so that helped a lot. I think I can help out a little with this situation from what I've learned from Son-kun and from what you've told me." she explained to me, still studying the paper.
"Hn. Not bad, onna." I comment. Then I hear Kakkarot start to stir in his bed. 'You better stay unconcious, Kakkarot...'
~~~~~~TBC~~~~~~
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"Brolli?!" I yell out. I had totally forgotten about him. 'Oh shit!' I take a few steps back, bumping into Trunks. Bulma looks confused, not taking chances and backing up as well. Brolli turns to look at us, in his normal state right now. He growls, seeing Kakkarot almost immediatly.
"Kakkarotto..." He snarls out. I can feel Kakkarot raising his ki, and I follow suit along with our sons.
"Bulma, get out of here." I tell her. She nods, and runs back, dragging the harpy with her, litterally. The others were clueless. They just stood there, in shock and confusion.
"It'd be better if you guys leave." Kakkarot informed them.
"Why?" Bardock asked him. Now, Brolli started charging up to Super Saiyan.
"Well, unless you want to mess with an insane Super Saiyan, I suggest you leave." Kakkarot told them. They just nodded, and backed off. I could hear Kakkarot growl. Then he attacked, already Super Saiyan. I looked on as he attacked, noticing his newly grown tail behind him and his... His eyes... They were... Glowing. Not the usual teal that occurs with Super Saiyan, the pupils were a yellowish color, with a reddish orange rim around them. That means... Damn... This has not been a good day. Not good at all...
Brolli quickly charges up as Kakkarot attacks him. Kakkarot attacks with a lot more ferocious hits then normal. With him like this Brolli will last maybe a minute or two. "Power down." I tell the boys. "Kakkarot won't need help this time." The brats listen, intently watching as Kakkarot and Brolli tear up this wing of the castle. I, too, power down. Brolli doesn't stand a chance. Kakkarot does a Kamehameha towards Brolli, him geting hit, and losing an arm. He growls, clutching at the stub left to try to stop the bleeding, more than likely realising he doesn't stand a chance with Kakkarot like this. Kakkarot charges at him again, becoming more and more vicious. Kakkarot's sweating, a lot. He's got it bad... Finally, he uses a finishing blast to get rid of Brolli. After he knows Brolli's dead, he turns to us, going back to normal state. His eyes are still the same color, and he doesn't look good.
"Dad?" Goten breathes. He doesn't answer. A couple moments pass, then he faints, more then likely due to the heat."Dad!" Goten and Gohan run over to him. "What's wrong with him?"
I walk over, kneeling down. "He's in rut. Probably his first time." I tell them.
"In rut?!" Trunks, Goten, and Gohan ask in unison.
"Yes. Saiyans go through it after a period of not finding there true mate. The only way to cure it is to find your true mate, who would also be in rut. They would be the only two on the planet, so they would know if it was their mate or not." I explain to them.
"So... Mom isn't Dad's true mate?" Goten asks.
"No. Their true mate is Saiyan. If they don't find eachother, they could die."
"It's... That bad? Mom's gonna freak." Gohan said.
"That harpy is definetly going to have a cow. It'd be better if I tell her. For now, we need to get Kakkarot in the medical center." I say, picking up the unconcious Kakkarot. "You two get the others and meet me in the medical lab. Bardock and them will know where it is." I tell them, putting Kakkarot over my shoulder and heading through the debri to the medical lab. The brats go after the others, just as I told them. 'This is great...' I think. 'I just hope that I don't go into rut...' I arrive at the med. lab.
"Prince Vegeta! What can we do for you?" One of the doctors ask. All the doctors are Arians, insect-like creatures with greeanish-blue skin and bug eyes.
"Help him." I say, lying him on an empty table. The doctors gawk for a moment, freezing. "Now!" I bark. They start moving, getting him hooked up to machines, taking blood, etc. Kakkarot growls in his sleep. "You might have to restrain him... Something ki resistant."
"Why, Prince Vegeta?" Another one of the doctors ask.
"Baka... He hates hospitals, and in the condition he's in you don't know what he could do. You most likely wouldn't want to either." I tell him. He nods, and goes to get ki restraints. Then the door gets knocked in, succesfully hitting me . I fall on the ground, growling as someone walks not only over the door, but over me as well! 'Damn Doors! They're out to get me, I swear!'
"What did he do to my Goku?!" I hear the harpy screech. I growl even louder. If it's for her disrespect, or for her saying 'my Goku', I do not know. I push the door off of me, it hitting the wall with shattering force, then get up off the ground, not in a good mood. I turn to the harpy.
"I DID NOTHING TO HIM!! NOTHING I TELL YOU!!" I roar in her face. "Now, If You Don't Mind, I'm Trying To Help Kakkarot Out! Now, MOVE!!!" She, for once in her short life, made a wise decision by moving out of my way without another word. I then realize I had 'accidently' turned Super Saiyan. I power down, seeing the people behind me gawk. "What Are You Looking At!" I snap. I just now realize how hot I feel. 'No... I... I can't be... No... No! NO! Ok... I have to be overreacting. Calm down Vegeta... Calm down...' I feel the faint throb of an incoming headache. Kakkarot growls again, his hand jerking away from the doctor as he tries to give him another injection. Annoyed, the doctor tries again. Kakkarot still jerks away, not allowing the doctor to insert the needle. "What are you giving him?" I more less snap.
"They're sedatives to give him before he wakes up." The doctor explained.
"Don't give him that!" Bulma yelled. "Are you crazy? We don't want to kill him! Move out of the way!" Bulma pushes through the doctors, taking over the computers and lab equipment. "Trunks, go get my supplies in the ship with Goten and two more people." Bulma told them. Trunks and Goten nodded, Trunks motioning for Kat and Diablo to go with them. The doctors clear out now, giving up any hope of getting their lab back. "Now, you three." She points to Nappa, Raditz, and Turles. "Go away. It's already crowded enough in here." They grumble and slowly leave. "Gohan, come here." Gohan walks over to Bulma. "Keep your mother busy. We don't need her in here getting all worked up. Whatever you do, don't let her come in here, got it?" She whispere, ushering him out. "ChiChi, go with Gohan. He has to talk to you."
"He can wait. I'm staying here with my Goku until he gets better!" ChiChi said stubbornly.
"ChiChi, it's urgent. Just go!" Bulma told her, pushing her out of the room. Gohan took over from there, having to carry ChiChi away from the lab. "All right. Vegeta, I'll need you to help me out, ok?"
"Hn." I cross my arms over my chest out of habit. I walk over beside her.
"Good. I need you to take some blood. The sample they have is already messed with." She told me, getting out a needle from a cabinet and sterilizing it. She offers it to me. I take it, walking over to Kakkarot and holding his arm down firmly. Surprisingly, he doesn't growl when I insert the needle. He just twitched a little. I fill the tiny container, and take the needle out again, then walk back to Bulma handing her the needle. "Thank you." She says, taking it away and putting it into a container. Trunks and Goten come back, arms full of all types of capsules. Kat and Diablo walk in after them, carrying maybe a handful of capsules.
"Heh. Getting bossed around by onnas now, ne boy?" Trunks blushed after I said that.
"We picked up the ones they dropped." Kat explained. I snort/laugh amusedly. Bulma takes the capsules, getting the one she needs for the blood sample. When she finds it, she activates it with the button and throws it in front of her. A compact machine comes out, only about two feet in hight. She kneels over, taking the sample and putting it in a hole on the top of the machine that seems to be built for needles. The blood drains out of it, and goes into the machine, the machine now whirring and computing. A small paper comes out of it, and Bulma snatches it, reading it over.
"How are you going to help Kakkarot when you've studied humans all yoru life?" I ask her.
"Easy. Ever since I found out Son-kun was Saiyan, I studied him every time he got injured. Which was a lot. Plus, I always asked you about things I didn't understand, so that helped a lot. I think I can help out a little with this situation from what I've learned from Son-kun and from what you've told me." she explained to me, still studying the paper.
"Hn. Not bad, onna." I comment. Then I hear Kakkarot start to stir in his bed. 'You better stay unconcious, Kakkarot...'
~~~~~~TBC~~~~~~
~~so tell em whatcha think and what you wnt to see happen, k? hope ya liked this chapter as much as i liked writing it! c cha l8er! ^~Kat~^ p.s. PLEEZ REVIEW!~~