~hey- i just wanted to say i'm still really sorry for how long it took to get that chapter up... but i'm still continuing... i hope you guys read my new story 'Forgotten but Not Gone'... if not please check it out... allrighty then, hope you enjoy this chapter! -- surry for how long it took... screwed up shtuff's been happening and i just moved into a house then my step dad moved out -.-' then my mom changed internet services and it took a while to get the internet back... and then she got surgery on her ankle... -.-''' so surry-- and remember, reviews are appreciated! (but not necessary)~
Bulma had taken the harpy into a corner, telling her what I had explained earlier. The harpy seemed... Surprised, to say at least. She paced around the room, the wooden stick firmly in her grasp. I just ignored her, standing in the corner of the room, lending help to Bulma whenever she needed it. After my parents visited, I began to wonder a bit. 'How'd they know we were here?' I haven't figured it out yet, but I'm trying. Maybe I should ask them later? Perhaps...
Kakkarot hasn't moved in nearly an hour now. I know he's alive because he's still breathing, but I've never seen a case of rut quite like his... Usually Saiyans in rut are active and aggressive, but he's just lying there... I don't understand it, but then again, he was never really normal, so what can I expect? Of course, if he was normal, in Saiyan standards, anyway, then a lot would be different now... Like maybe I wouldn't be so... 'Infatuated' by him. If that's what it is, anyway... I can't believe this... Let's get off this train of thought...
I should probably be training... Or even visiting around... It is the first time I've been here since I was 8. Of course, there was no way to get it back... But now that's it is back, my planet, why am I here? I mean I know it's my job to protect my own race, but I shouldn't be standing here, waiting for any sign that Kakkarot's not permanently in a vegetative state... Damn... Him again...
I wonder what the boys are doing... 'Probably off with those two girls...' I smirk. My son was always a lady killer. Kakkarot's brat, on the other hand, hasn't even had a girlfriend... What's taking him so long? Even if it is a ningen... Maybe Kakkarot hasn't talked to the boy yet... God knows Kakkarot'd be able to help him... 'Damnit...'
I guess I must've been showing my frustration more then intended, as the harpy was giving me a weird look. "What?!" I snap out. not wanting to think anymore.
"Why haven't you left yet? It's not like if you leave he's going to die." She said harshly. I growled. Too bad I was trying to figure out that exact thing...
"Why do you care if I'm here or not? It is My planet. I can be wherever I want at anytime I want, regardless if the people don't want me there. So if you're that upset about it, you can just get the fuck out of here." I tell her, not knowing what else to say. That kept her quite, she just went back to pacing again. I don't know what's more annoying, her talking or her pacing like that... Damn this sucks... Kakkarot, wake the fuck up!!!!!
At that thought, a groan came from Kakkarot, him stirring. The harpy rushed over to his side, insistent on staying near him for some reason... "Goku, honey, are you ok?" She asks, watching as Kakkarot slowly stirs to awareness. He doesn't answer for a moment, blinking very heavily and sitting up slowly, his tail perking up behind him.
"Sa... Sanovio?" He says, puzzling ChiChi and Bulma. I can't help but gawk at him. 'That's... Our language...That's it... How'd he..? What the...' I walk up to him, interested in his story.
"::Kakkarot?::" I ask. (':: ::' means they're speaking in Sayai-jin)
"::Yeah... I don't get it... Why am I talking like this?::" He asks, his reddish yellow eyes gazing up at me confused.
"::I don't know... Must be a side effect of the rut...::" I mutter.
"::The... What?::" He asks, probably really not wanting to know.
"::You didn't know? You're in rut.::" I say smugly, smirking at his shocked expression.
"::Oh... What exactly is that?::" He asks, putting his hand behind his head with his famous 'Son' grin on.
I sigh, exasperated. "::Think, Kakkarot. What does the word 'rut' mean?::" I tell him.
"::Oh... You mean... That...::" He flushed, embarrased. "::Well that's great... Just great... What happens when a Saiyan goes into rut?::"
"::They find their life mate... Not many Saiyans go into it... And when they do, they usually die from it... If you don't find your life mate within a week, you die from the stress...::" I explain to him.
"::Ack... ChiChi's not going to like that... One bit...::" He said. He seemed to be thinking about other things though.
"::I'm sure. What are you going to do about it?::" I ask. Damn I'm acting strange today...
"::That's a good question...::" As he said that, both the harpy and Bulma regained their speech.
"What's he saying?" "What are you two talking about?" They both said at once.
"I just told him what was going on..." I explain, scowling. "For some reason he's not acting like normal Saiyans do on rut... And he can't speak in anything but our language... It's rather interesting... Onna, keep an eye on him... Make sure he doesn't do anything irrational. I'm going to find something out..." I walk out the door, in search for my mother. If anyone can help it, it's her.
~~soo surry again... and i kno it's short but... *sigh* i wanted to get it up for you guys... so surry again... so much has been happening... i'll continue on, don't worry... i'll try to update as fast as i can too... promise.. ^-^ well... i'll talk to ya next time ^-^
~~KaT~~ ThE dRaGoN qUeEn~~
Bulma had taken the harpy into a corner, telling her what I had explained earlier. The harpy seemed... Surprised, to say at least. She paced around the room, the wooden stick firmly in her grasp. I just ignored her, standing in the corner of the room, lending help to Bulma whenever she needed it. After my parents visited, I began to wonder a bit. 'How'd they know we were here?' I haven't figured it out yet, but I'm trying. Maybe I should ask them later? Perhaps...
Kakkarot hasn't moved in nearly an hour now. I know he's alive because he's still breathing, but I've never seen a case of rut quite like his... Usually Saiyans in rut are active and aggressive, but he's just lying there... I don't understand it, but then again, he was never really normal, so what can I expect? Of course, if he was normal, in Saiyan standards, anyway, then a lot would be different now... Like maybe I wouldn't be so... 'Infatuated' by him. If that's what it is, anyway... I can't believe this... Let's get off this train of thought...
I should probably be training... Or even visiting around... It is the first time I've been here since I was 8. Of course, there was no way to get it back... But now that's it is back, my planet, why am I here? I mean I know it's my job to protect my own race, but I shouldn't be standing here, waiting for any sign that Kakkarot's not permanently in a vegetative state... Damn... Him again...
I wonder what the boys are doing... 'Probably off with those two girls...' I smirk. My son was always a lady killer. Kakkarot's brat, on the other hand, hasn't even had a girlfriend... What's taking him so long? Even if it is a ningen... Maybe Kakkarot hasn't talked to the boy yet... God knows Kakkarot'd be able to help him... 'Damnit...'
I guess I must've been showing my frustration more then intended, as the harpy was giving me a weird look. "What?!" I snap out. not wanting to think anymore.
"Why haven't you left yet? It's not like if you leave he's going to die." She said harshly. I growled. Too bad I was trying to figure out that exact thing...
"Why do you care if I'm here or not? It is My planet. I can be wherever I want at anytime I want, regardless if the people don't want me there. So if you're that upset about it, you can just get the fuck out of here." I tell her, not knowing what else to say. That kept her quite, she just went back to pacing again. I don't know what's more annoying, her talking or her pacing like that... Damn this sucks... Kakkarot, wake the fuck up!!!!!
At that thought, a groan came from Kakkarot, him stirring. The harpy rushed over to his side, insistent on staying near him for some reason... "Goku, honey, are you ok?" She asks, watching as Kakkarot slowly stirs to awareness. He doesn't answer for a moment, blinking very heavily and sitting up slowly, his tail perking up behind him.
"Sa... Sanovio?" He says, puzzling ChiChi and Bulma. I can't help but gawk at him. 'That's... Our language...That's it... How'd he..? What the...' I walk up to him, interested in his story.
"::Kakkarot?::" I ask. (':: ::' means they're speaking in Sayai-jin)
"::Yeah... I don't get it... Why am I talking like this?::" He asks, his reddish yellow eyes gazing up at me confused.
"::I don't know... Must be a side effect of the rut...::" I mutter.
"::The... What?::" He asks, probably really not wanting to know.
"::You didn't know? You're in rut.::" I say smugly, smirking at his shocked expression.
"::Oh... What exactly is that?::" He asks, putting his hand behind his head with his famous 'Son' grin on.
I sigh, exasperated. "::Think, Kakkarot. What does the word 'rut' mean?::" I tell him.
"::Oh... You mean... That...::" He flushed, embarrased. "::Well that's great... Just great... What happens when a Saiyan goes into rut?::"
"::They find their life mate... Not many Saiyans go into it... And when they do, they usually die from it... If you don't find your life mate within a week, you die from the stress...::" I explain to him.
"::Ack... ChiChi's not going to like that... One bit...::" He said. He seemed to be thinking about other things though.
"::I'm sure. What are you going to do about it?::" I ask. Damn I'm acting strange today...
"::That's a good question...::" As he said that, both the harpy and Bulma regained their speech.
"What's he saying?" "What are you two talking about?" They both said at once.
"I just told him what was going on..." I explain, scowling. "For some reason he's not acting like normal Saiyans do on rut... And he can't speak in anything but our language... It's rather interesting... Onna, keep an eye on him... Make sure he doesn't do anything irrational. I'm going to find something out..." I walk out the door, in search for my mother. If anyone can help it, it's her.
~~soo surry again... and i kno it's short but... *sigh* i wanted to get it up for you guys... so surry again... so much has been happening... i'll continue on, don't worry... i'll try to update as fast as i can too... promise.. ^-^ well... i'll talk to ya next time ^-^
~~KaT~~ ThE dRaGoN qUeEn~~