Chapter 5
Fiona awoke the next morning with a searing headache.
"Must have been from all that crying…ow…" she rubbed her head and sat up on the bed. Now, she finally took the time to take a good look at her new room.
The walls were a marble white with gorgeous paintings hung on frames. One was a beautiful sun set with…three suns? "This guy has been around. There aren't three suns in this solar system. Or the next I don't think…" the next one had a yellow mountain valley with purple trees and little blue lizards with pink wings in them. "….that is just plain weird…"
Fiona stood up and looked to her other side. There was a large window and she could see the starry blanket of space rushing by at a tremendous speed. "Wow. We must be far away from Earth now."
The blue carpet was a soft under her feet as she stood up. Somewhere along the line, her shoes had found their way under a vanity table with her socks. So she could feel the soft carpet between her toes and made her shiver with a sense of 'Ahh." In front of the huge four-poster bed was a door to her left, and a large mirror and vanity table to her right. The door she assumed to be the join on bathroom and she sat herself on the vanity stool. "My GOD I look a mess!" her mascara, eye shadow and eye dust had run down her face to make her look like an honorary member of the un-dead. She found her bag at her feet, next to her shoes and took all her things out. She used her face wipes to wash her face and scrubbed really hard. When she finally looked alive again (as alive as you can look with ivory white skin), she took her tooth brush out in one hand, and tooth paste in the other. Fiona was on red alert as she entered the bathroom. Luckily, Zarbon's snoring could be heard through his connecting door so she knew where he was. She brushed her teeth, ran back to her room and unpacked everything. She found a door to the left of her bed and found it to be a walk in wardrobe. "Well, at least he has style." She put her clothes away and looked back to the bathroom.
Should I get him up? Or should I wait till he gets up?
Fiona sat on her bed, Indian style and frown at the door. She had chosen to wait for her 'new master' to get up of his own accord. And that was 2 hours ago. "Oh master Zarbon? Do you know that I have little patients?" she growled and folded her arms with a scowl. She had been talking to no one in her room, so she was shocked to get a reply.
"I was starting to pick up on that." Zarbon was stood in a fresh set of armour in the door way to the bathroom. "I heard you get ready. But you must change your clothes." He walked over to the wardrobe and returned with a folded black material, a pair of white boots with a yellow metal toe caps, a smaller scouter and two bulky gloves. "This is your uniform. You will wear these at all times and will change into it now. I will be back in five minuets." He put the pile on the bed and left her.
"…Good morning to you too." She waited a few seconds, put her stool against the door and looked over her uniform. She unfolded the black material to find it to be a full black spandex under suit. "OH no. No way am I wearing this!" as if on cue, Zarbon opened the door, tripped over the stool slightly got gathered himself.
"What was that?"
"I said, no way am I wearing this. This is SPANDEX!"
"Yes, what is the problem?"
"Erm…its skin tight?"
"I wear spandex under my suit. Everyone here does."
"Oh. Well that's alright. But…where is the stuff I wear over it?"
"You are a recruit and recruits are not issued armour until they graduate."
"Great…well I am not wearing this."
"Yes you are. Or I will make you wear it." she took a step back.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Oh, I would." He launched at her and wrapped his arms around her. "You see the wardrobe? It has an automatic dressing system."
"A a what?" Fiona thrashed her legs around as Zarbon dragged her easily to the wardrobe.
"An automatic dressing system. I press into the computer what you will wear, put you on the foot marks and it will phase the clothing onto you while removing your existing attire. You are about to have a first hand experience with it."
"NO I AM NOT!" Zarbon put her on two silver foot marks and used his weight to force her to stand there. He reached over with one hand and pressed a sequence of commands into the computer.
"It was good of you to already put your clothes away. The computer has registered them for me."
"GET OFF ME!" she protested, to no avail. Before she could even move, Zarbon stepped back and a yellow light dazzled her. She reached up and covered her eyes. A few seconds later, she felt unbelievable cold and the light vanished. Fiona looked down to see her entire body was covered in black, skin tight spandex, it hung low at the front and gave her super modal cleavage. She felt wiring around her breasts and down to her stomach.
"Now, Now you look like an Elite in training." Fiona ran past Zarbon to look at herself in a mirror. Imagine this. A black version of Vegeta's spandex suit and a small jolt of lightning shape cut from the neck down to just above her belly button. Then on a young woman with wiring holding her breasts together to enhance her cleavage and hold the gap in the suit without it falling off or flashing any part of her. "Put your boots and Gloves on from the bed and meet me in my room. Then, we will embark on your tour of the ship. Which you need to memorize." Zarbon vanished and left Fiona with her mouth open. What the hell was she wearing? She looked like some bad ass biker meets ninja chick.
"You are going to pay for this Zarbon. Somehow, someway, you will pay." She brushed her hair and was grateful that her black headband matched what she was wearing. She walked through the bathroom and into her master's room. "I am ready."
"Good. I have something for you." He pulled his cape around him and clipped it to his shoulder plating. It was a dark blue from the back but a lighter blue from the inside.
"Ok…"
"Here." He passed her an exact copy of his, but it was way to long. "I can cut that for you…never mind then." Fiona laid it flat on the floor and took a tight hold of each of the bottom corners. She ripped them off so the end of the cape patched the bottom part of the thunder bolt design on her spandex suit.
"Now it matches." She clipped it in place and looked to Zarbon.
"Good, now, let's go." She followed her bulky sensei out of his room and down the hall. The walls were red and the floor was a cream coloured wood. There were exotic paintings like the ones hung in her room on these walls. Explosions of bright colours and soul stirring emotions in the form of art.
"Wow…"
"You like my paintings?" he was walking next to her with his arms folded with a smirk across his bumpy face.
"Yes I do…they are…beautiful."
"I pride myself in beauty." Then he remembered that he was still in his monster form. She had never seen his 'beautiful form' and he didn't like the idea of her thinking he was just ugly. He was about to change back, when they reached the end doors. Fiona opened them and saw the walls change to a blue metal and plain metal floors. She sped up, eyes wide from he view from the edge windows into space. Zarbon sped up and made sure to stop her before they left his section of the ship. "Fiona, you must remember a few important things before we leave this part of the ship. I am your master, so if anyone says whose charge are you, you tell them master Zarbon and they will leave you alone. You are not to talk to any higher ranking officer unless spoken too. Be polite at all times, even if they are arsewholes, and respect the rules of the ship."
"Are there other recruits like me?"
"Yes. And you are not my only charge."
"I'm not? Who else do you have?"
"A royal pain in the backside called Prince Vegeta. He is the prince of a race of beings called the Saiyans and has a fowl temper problem. If he gives you any problems, you tell me right away."
"Why would he give me 'problems'?"
"He is quite frankly an arse." He opened the door slowly and Fiona saw a bustling hall way of beings. It looked like a street in London or New York it was that busy. "…and he is a bit of a predator."
"I will be alright." She pulled the ivory dragon handle of her dagger from her right glove and flashed Zarbon. "I can handle myself. I decided, to not let people hurt me anymore. Not without making them bleed first."
"Good. Now, go and explore. To the left, you can follow the signs to the mess hall for something to eat, or, to the right you can come with me to the training hall."
"Well…can I eat, then train?"
"Yes, I will see you later. And here, I almost forgot." He pulled a small circular badge with a Z in the middle. "To prove who your master is. Now go and explore."
"And other recruits are all in black spandex?"
"Or blue, but yes."
"Right. See ya later. Oh, sir."
"Nice save." Zarbon walked down the hall, mentally slapped himself and changed back to his 'beautiful form'. His long green hair became lush and silky, his body buff but slim and muscular, his face dashing and his armour and clothes shrank with him. He flipped his hair and went to train.
Fiona ran down the hall and followed the signs to the mess hall. She quickly clipped the badge to her shoulder and walked into the hall. It was just as plain as the second hallway and had metal tables as far as she could see. There was a long line for food and tables of the same creatures at each. Great. Everyone sits with their own. Well…I am the only human so…I guess I am gonna have a lonely breakfast…
She sighed and joined the cue. Everyone turned around and looked at her with gawking eyes. I don't believe this! Even in space I get looks…great… Fiona looked at her feet to avoid having to acknowledge her onlookers, who were all drooling at her, and waited until her turn. There was a large yellow blob in an apron with orange eyes and lips.
"Can I help you honey?"
"I am new here and I don't recognise any of this food. Can I have something that won't upset my stomach please? I am training after this."
"Sure hon. Nice to meet a kid with manners." She got a bowl of thick white liquid that smelled like tomato soup and turned to the hall of tables. Not one was empty so she would have to sit with one of them. "Hon? You having trouble picking a table to sit at?"
"Yes Mam." She turned to see a warm smile on the alien's face.
"Well, who's charge are you?"
"Master Zarbon's Mam."
"Really? Well, you must be good. Well, Zarbon only has one other charge and that is his royal highness, Prince Vegeta. He is sat with the Saiyans. I suggest you sit with him."
"I would rather sit alone for now…"
"Suit yourself. But you will most likely be training with him so getting to know him might be a good idea."
"Thank you for all the help Mam."
"No problem hon." She served the next person and Fiona turned. Maybe sitting with this Vegeta person wasn't such a bad idea. But which table was the 'Saiyan table'? She walked down the middle of the hall to try to figure out which one it was, when a purple tail whipped her butt. That was a mistake he would regret. Fiona stood tall and saw a table to her left.
"Excuse me, may I just put my tray down here a few moments? I will be right back." She put the tray on the end of the table without looking to who she had spoken to, and turned to face the creature who had touched her. It was a large, purple alligator like being with a short snout, grinning fangs and large claws. She saw his purple tail waving slyly on the ground and was convinced he had the perpetrator. "So you like to touch women's butts do you?"
"I do, actually." He sniggered and his friends of the same species sneered with him.
"Well, let me give you a word of advice." She sprang forwards and grabbed his recruit shoulder pads. She pulled him off his chair in a flash and he was on his back on the floor. "Next time you feel like smacking a girl's ass." She pulled her dagger out and poked him in the gut with it. "Get yourself a whore who likes to be used like, well, a whore. No one touches me without losing a limb. And I don't mean one you can see." Fiona spat and punched him in the face. His head made a thud against the ground and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Unconscious.
"Who the HFIL do you think you are?" one of his buddies got up and held his fist aggressively at her.
"I'm Fiona. That's who I am. You got a problem?" she stared him down with her deep eyes and he sat still. "Good." the hall was silent and she turned to her tray. "Thank you. I will just take this now. If only Vegeta stood out like that guy."
"What business do you have with me?" she looked up and saw a guy, about her age. He had light tanned skin, dark coal eyes and spiky ebony hair that seemed to defy gravity. He looked very buff and if it wasn't for the fact that she hated men, she would have been quiet attracted to this guy. He looked like a god, and as strong as one.
"Are you Vegeta?"
"Yes women. Now answer the question."
"You didn't have to be rude about it."
"I can be as rude as I like. Woman."
"Alright, boy." Ouch that hit home. The scowl on his face made her smirk profusely. "I can be rude too. I am new here and need somewhere to sit. And someone to sit with. You are Zarbon's other charge so I was told to sit with you."
"Other? I am his only charge."
"Not anymore your not. I'm Fiona." She sat opposite him and put her tray down. She reached over and offered her hand. "Pleased to meet you your highness. I hear you're a prince." He took her hand and smirked like a bad ass.
"I am. Let us start again. I am Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans. Pleased to meet you, Fiona."
"Pleased to meet you too." They shuck hands, but when Fiona tried to pull away, Vegeta kept a strong grip.
"Hay look! Vegeta has her in a grip!" Fiona saw another boy her age stand up and usher everyone to gather round them. This boy had short, messy, spiky hair and also a light tan.
"Shut up Kakarott. It isn't worth watching. Our Ouji will win." This boy was identical, but his skin was darker. They looked to be yin and yang twins.
"Na ah Turles! She is stronger then she looks!"
"Kakarott is right. I have heard things about her; she was that human that Frieza personally recruited from that backwater planet yesterday. She supposedly impressed him. So she has to be strong."
"Raditz! You just agreed with Kakarott!"
"I…never speak of this again!" the third Saiyan that tried to back her up looked again identical to Kakarott, with the tanned skin, but he had longer, more jagged hair that looked more like a mane than hair. He looked a lot rougher too. She returned her attention to the Prince holding her hand.
"You can let go now."
"I wish to test you first." His grip tightened slightly and he looked to be checking the effect.
"Let go, before I make you. I do not like being touched." His grip tightened again and she started to feel it. "Look. I don't know is this is some ritual or tradition for your people, and I respect that it if it is, but I am not one of your people and I would appreciate it if you would let go of my hand."
"Well, tough. I have also heard about you and wish to know your strength."
"Then stop 'holding my hand' and let me show you."
"Oooo! She just challenged Vegeta! She is so dead!" a bald boy who looked slightly older then the other people on the table joined in the 'fun' and looked on in a trance.
"What did you have in mind woman?"
"I thought I could take you to the training room with me and see if I can make this little boy cry for his mommy."
"OOOO! She is gonna get it!" a lizard person cheered from behind and Fiona finally registered that the entire hall was watching them.
"Can I please eat my breakfast, without being stared at, having my arse spanked, my hand held and EVERYONE CROWDING AROUND ME!" She stood up abruptly and everyone shuddered. "You!" she pointed to the crowd. "Mind you own God damn business and beat it! You baldy! Get a life and get your lips of Princy boy's ass. You three, the triplets with a domestic problem, back off. And You!" she lowered forwards and glared straight into Vegeta's eyes. "Let me have my God damn breakfast and I will let you test my strength all you want. Okay?"
"…deal." He released her hand and everyone was gob smacked. This human had raised her voice to Vegeta, called him names and he didn't blast her to pieces! He just gave in to her!
"Thank you." She sat down and ate her cold soup while the Saiyans ate a plate full of meat each.
"Hi." One of the three brothers sat next to her and wore a goofy happy go lucky grin. "My name's Kakarott. Nice to meet you." He extended a hand and Fiona looked at it suspiciously.
"If I shake your hand…your not going to pull anything are you?"
"What? No I swear." She smiled at his innocent grin and already began to trust him.
"Okay. I'm Fiona. Nice to meet you too Kakrot."
"Cool, and it's Kakarott. Ka-ka-rott."
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry. Kakarott?"
"Yep. That's right." He laughed with a huge grin as they shuck hands and it made Fiona smile. He seemed so gentle and even with they way he held her hand, his grip was soft and careful. Yet his body looked just as pumped as Vegeta's was and he looked taller too. His face was just that of someone you couldn't stay mad at if you tried and looked like a pure hearted, happy go lucky kind of guy. He blushed when he realised that he was still holding her hand and pulled away. "Sorry about that…he…he." he scratched the back of his head with one hand and gave a huge smile. "Oh, do you want me to introduce everyone?"
"Sure."
"Well." He turned back to the table and pointed to the guy next to him. "This is my twin brother Turles. He contradicts everything I say."
"I do not!"
"See!" Fiona giggled at the childish squabbling that started between them.
"Kakarott! Why are you such a goof ball?"
"Why are you such a goof ball?"
"What? I said that!"
"What? I said that!"
"Stop copying me!"
"Stop copying me!" both brothers stood up and pressed foreheads together. Turles was losing his patients and Kakarott was simply teasing him, and loving it. Her attention was taken when another guy sat next to her, where Kakarott once was.
"Hi, I'm Raditz."
"Fiona, nice to meet you."
"And you." They shuck hands briefly and he simply looked at her, sweetly.
"So, Raditz…Turles…Kakarott… okay I think I got it. Did I say your names right?"
"Yes you did."
"Thanks. Erm…I know this maybe a stupid question…but are you related to those two?"
"Yes I am." He sighed. "I am their older brother."
"So, how old is everyone here?"
"I am 17, Kakarott and Turles are both 16, Baldy or Nappa is 20, and our Ouji is also 16."
"Wait…Nappy?"
"HA! (Series of chuckles) No, Nappa. But Nappy does sound amusing…"
"He is 20? That is quiet the jump in this age group isn't it?"
"Well, 'Nappy' is Vegeta's body guard."
"Oh…he he Nappy."
"I like that name, I will call it him from now on. Thanks."
"No problem. You know, you three aren't as mean as Vegeta, are you?"
"Well, Kakarott is chronically nice, Turles has his moments but no. Our Ouji is a bit of a p…" Raditz trailed off and Fiona turned to see Vegeta looking straight at him, and he didn't look too pleased. "…prince…"
"Thank your Stars that you didn't say anything that I would take offence to Raditz you third class piece of trash." Vegeta spat, smug that the third class was afraid of him.
"Hay, Vegetable breath. Back off. He wasn't being mean…unlike you…"
"Grrr!" he growled and turned away. Raditz turned to Fiona and whispered in her ear.
"I think my Ouji has a crush on you."
"WHAT!" her eyes opened wide and Raditz chuckled.
"Well, you have called him boy, Princy boy and Vegetable breath in one meeting and punked him out. And he has snapped the spines of those who have done less. Yet he simply growls and lets you get away with it. Like I said, I think my Ouji has a crush on you." Fiona turned slowly and her nose was inches from Raditz's. The smirk on his face was a cross between smug and amused.
"Well mister Raditz." She leaned closer to him and their noses touched. "I would hate to make him feel jealous of a third class who was simply being nice now wouldn't I?"
"Of course you would." he smirked back, the anger and rage emitting from Vegeta's aura spiking with every second.
"You have eaten. Now we train!" Vegeta interrupted and took her arm dragging her away from Raditz and out the hall. But she couldn't resist one last comment.
"See you later Raditz honey!"
"I look forward to it hot thing!" he shouted back, pissing Vegeta off and he sped up." When they were down the corridor, Vegeta let her go and she couldn't stop grinning.
"Fiona, you will stay away from that Baka you hear me?"
"And, why is that Princy?"
"Because, he isn't a nice person. He." then he got a wicked idea that made him smirk evilly. "He is sexist. He feels that women are only here to please men. If you get his eye, he will want you, whether you want him back, or not. And he has always gotten the woman he wants, against their will or not."
"Vegeta, next time you lie, do it well. And don't lie to me. I know when people are lying and you can't even make a challenge for me." he growled at his failed plan.
"He is a third class Baka and not worth your time. Besides." They came to the training hall doors and Vegeta turned to face her. "We are the best of the best. Zarbon is the highest and most powerful trainer there is. Other than Frieza himself of course. Raditz and his Baka brothers are being trained by Gynu. And everyone knows that he is a lousy trainer."
"Is that so?" both Fiona and Vegeta span round to see Captain Gynu in the flesh, stood right behind them. "Well, if I am such a 'lousy trainer', then why don't we have a little bout?"
"Well erm."
"You know Vegeta; I would be really impressed if you were to take on this mighty fighter, all by yourself." Fiona purred seductively and Gynu had to chuckle.
The young human has Vegeta hook line and sinker. She has him around her little finger. This should be interesting.
"But miss, I didn't intend on giving Vegeta a choice in the matter." Gynu took a tight hold of Vegeta's hair and dragged him inside the training hall.
"Oh how brave." She fluttered her eyelashes and went way over the top, letting any smart person know she wasn't actually cheering for Vegeta at all. "Good look Princy boy." She blew him a kiss and he scowled. She had gotten him into this mess on purpose!
Inside, the hall had a white tiled floor, metal walls and roof. The hall was so big, that no one noticed a green haired second in command meditating in the far corner. But he noticed them.
Zarbon looked up, the noise of a female voice bringing him from his trance and saw his college Gynu, dragging his first charge behind him by his hair.
"Great…I bet Vegeta's been running his proud mouth off again. Will he ever learn?" he stood up and dusted his cloak off. "I guess this will act as a fitting lesson and then I will make him do mop duty in the mess hall, just to make him learn his place. Ah, what do we have here?" a certain chestnut haired girl with sow white skin and big blue eyes skipped in after them and looked highly amused. For a moment, her large smile and twinkling eyes entranced him to the spot. He quickly shrugged it off and headed toward her. She was obviously a spectator and so he would watch with her. Then, after this was all sorted out and Vegeta was sent to mop the mess hall, he would begin her training. But first, Vegeta.
This was perfect! Vegeta had pissed her off from trying to control who she was with and what she did from the moment he first met her, dragged her about like a rag doll, lied to her and bragged about himself. And now, justice was being served on a large Gynu sized platter. But the best part was, that Fiona had front row seats to the entire thing!
"This should be fun."
"Indeed. He will get his just dessert."
"AH! Don't sneak up on me……" when Fiona turned round, she saw a tall man with light blue skin, long silky green hair in an obedient plat, a long blue cape to complement his skin, long, dark blue leg sleeves that emphasized his huge muscular thighs and lower legs, light purple arm sleeves that perfectly amplified his biceps and triceps (as they were pumped and huge), and immaculate white and orange armour. She couldn't help but briefly glance at his black spandex pants that she had only ever seen wrestlers were and get away with. But they had noting on him! Black makes everything look smaller huh? Then he must be enormous! ARRR! Stop thinking like that!
His light blue skin was smooth and his face looked like the gods themselves had sculpted his gorgeous features and dashing smile. That was entrancing her at this very moment.
Zarbon was stunned! He was used to this kind of reaction from every other female he had met, but not from Fiona. She hates all men, so why is she goggling at him and why are her cheeks red instead of white? She couldn't be attracted to me…could she?
"Oh erm…My name is Fiona." She extended her hand and he raised an eyebrow. Then he smirked. This is perfect! She doesn't even know who I am! I could have some real fun here…
"Pleased to meet you." He purposely gave her a lady killer smile and she felt her knees go weak.
"Pleased to meet you too. Erm." Quick! Say something! "Do you know those two?" wow, what a topic…
"Yes. That is Captain Gynu of the Gynu force and that is Vegeta, 'prince of all the Saiyan race'." He mimicked Vegeta and even pulled off his smug grin. Fiona broke out in giggles and beamed up at him. He smiled back and Fiona blushed again. "Do you know them?"
"Yes. Well, I have met Vegeta…not too impressed. But I only know what you just said about Cap Gynu. So only Princy boy."
"Ha! I like that. Princy boy. It rolls off the tongue. I am sure he 'likes' it."
"Oh he does." They both chucked and didn't even notice that Gynu had started to beat Vegeta to a pulp. When Vegeta screamed however, they both turned to look at the one way fight and saw a bloody Vegeta. "But he doesn't seem to like that now does he?"
"No, it doesn't appear he does." Zarbon looked around and casually took her wrist. She gasped and blushed even brighter.
Why was this guy affecting her like this?
"Fiona, would you like to sit with me and watch the show?"
"YES. I mean sure, if you want." She slapped herself at how eager she must have sounded.
"Then after you." He did a slight bow and led her to a stand of seats to watch. Fiona shuffled slightly in her seat as Zarbon sat right next to her. He got an idea and smirked to himself. He watched as Vegeta tried to launch a Galic gun from behind. But Gynu dodged easily and shot Vegeta from behind with his own Ki blast.
The fight got quite interesting with hand to hand combat as Vegeta really went at it. Fiona had never seen anyone move as fast before and couldn't take her eyes away from the fight. Zarbon had to smile at the look of amazement in her eyes, so sweet, so innocent, so very much capable of everything she saw and much more. He slipped his arm around the back of her chair and leaned into her, so he had her shoulder against his chest. His hand was next to her other shoulder and he didn't try to hold her or make any sleazy moves on her. He was a man of class after all.
Fiona's trance was broken about the same time Vegeta's back was. Gynu fazed out, appeared behind him and drove his boot deep into Vegeta's spine. Vegeta landed on the floor with a thud and bounced up again slightly, before crashing down again.
"Well, I think the fight's over."
"It is. Vegeta's Ki level has dropped too low for him to be conscious. I better get someone to take him to the med wing. But it was fun to watch."
"I hope that will teach him not to boast about himself for a girl."
"Now Lady Fiona. Are you trying to tell me, that young Vegeta had his eye on you?"
"Apparently so." She blushed up at him and finally noticed that he had his around partly around her. This made her blush even more so her face looked closer to Dodoria's skin tone than hers.
"He should have known better. It is obvious that a young woman like yourself would be more interested in more mature men, than little boys like Vegeta. Am I right?"
"Erm I"
"HELLO THERE!" Gynu shouted and interrupted them. Zarbon cursed under his breath. He was finally going to get Fiona to be more open with her sexuality and get her not to hate men so much, when Gynu had to interrupt. Bastard! "I didn't see you watching Z…" Zarbon shuck his head from side to side behind Fiona madly, making Gynu stop and trail off.
"Nice to see you still know how to push recruits around Gynu."
"Speaking of recruits. I wouldn't mind pushing this sweet thing around for a while." Gynu winked at her and she stood up abruptly.
"Now listen here. I am not-"
"Not up for grabs Gynu." Zarbon quickly added. He stood up and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his front. "She is already taken." He began to nuzzle her ear and blew on her skin, making her giggle against her will.
"Oh really? I didn't know you were one to take a mate."
"Oh I'm not his mate. (What ever that means)."
"She is more of…pleasurable company."
Oh great. Now I sound like a slut! Fiona screamed to herself.
"Very well. But when you are done with her, let me know." Gynu gave her a final wink and walked off.
Fiona tapped her foot and crossed her arms. But Zarbon made no move to let her go.
"Let me warn you. I am not a touchy person."
"You don't like me touching you?" he let her go and didn't wait for an answer. He walked over to Vegeta and stood over him.
Fiona just blushed as she ran after him. "Stay here with him will you? I will find someone to come and take him to the med wing. You will not be strong enough to take him all the way there yourself. Until we meet again Fiona."
"Wait! I didn't get your name!"
"But Fiona. I didn't give it." he gave her another dashing smile and walked out of the hall, off to find the first recruit he bumped into.
"Well Vegeta. I hope that'll teach you." She tapped her foot and humpfed. How long would she have to wait?
After about 5 minuets, she looked down at Vegeta and felt a little sorry for him. He was only being a little arrogant and was unfortunate enough to be caught. He looked a mess curled up like that, twisted in that position. One leg was bent round him, his other leg broken at an awkward angle and outstretched, one arm over his chest and the other over his head. His face was cold and blank with blood still flowing slightly from his nose and gums. His hair that used to stick up like a fierce flame, was now stuck to his head from a mixture of his own blood and sweat. He well and truly looked a mess. "Oh Vegeta. You better not remember this." She dropped to her knees besides him slowly and tried to get him to sit up. She coiled both legs from their unnatural position and managed to realign his broken leg. It wasn't as bad as she had first thought; his knee was just popped out of place. But she popped it back in place and pulled his back up against her front. He was out cold, but he started shivering and groaning in his sleep. He definitely looked to be in a lot of pain. "Don't you dare wake up!" she growled to herself. She was a woman after all and she did have some compassion. Even if it was miniscule, it was there. It was nagging her like an annoying child with a naïve innocence that drove you mad with their constant whining. "Darn it all!" she gave in to her growing maternal instincts and began to rub his back in reassuring circles, soothing his tortured expression into a soft smile. She rested him against her and stroked his forehead to keep him calm. "Damn it Vegeta. Why couldn't you have kept your mouth shut? Why did you have to try to show off to me? I don't care about that kind of thing. And I hate pompous guys that show off like you did. All you ever do is get yourself into trouble. Oh that's right. I have met your kind on my world. My world…home…Stupid Vegeta. Making me think of that stupid place…"
"He is pretty stupid." The deep voice caught Fiona off guard and made her snap her head up and towards the door.
"He isn't actually as stupid as you might think. His Pride just gets in the way of…everything." A softer voice chirped, but was soon pushed aside by an identical, but slightly rougher voice.
"Shut it will ya? Kami you are always looking for the good in people. Next you'll be saying that I have a good side."
"But you do!"
"Do not!
"Do to!"
"Do not!"
"Do to!"
"Do not!"
"Do not!"
"Do to!"
"Fine, you win Turles."
"Ha! Told you I had a good side kaka…HAY!"
"HA! Got you!"
"Why you little!" a scrap soon began between the two twins and the older of the brothers rolled his eyes at them.
"Brothers. So, back to talking to someone with a brain. Fiona." Raditz addressed her and left his brawling brothers. "Pretty boy bumped into us three in the hall and told us to take 'his royal highness' to the medical wing to have a little time out in the rejuvenation tank. Why are you here?" Fiona quickly took her hand away from Vegeta's head and stopping their soothing motions, making the Prince start to groan subconsciously again.
"I was watching when he got his ass kicked. I was told to wait here by this guy with long, green hair and soft, blue skin…"
"Sounds like you have been snared by the charm of pretty boy. Humph. Brushes his hair more often then I breathe…"
"So that was pretty boy…I wish I knew his real name…" Raditz didn't seem to have heard her as he gathered up his bloody prince, ready to carry him off.
"Hey! Knock it off you two before I get involved and kick BOTH your asses!"
"But he started it!" Kakkarot whined as Turles still kept a tight hold on a clump of his brother's hair.
"Did not! ouch!" Kakkarot had his hand wrapped around his brother's tail and gave it a tight squeeze.
"I said. KNOCK IT OFF!" the twins shuddered and backed off. They let each other go and stood up. Still glaring at each other, but Kakkarot smiled smugly from Fiona's reaction. She had been giggling and smiling throughout the entire 'sibling dispute' and was still chuckling at them.
"Fiona thought it was funny…"
"Kakkarot!"
"Sorry! Sorry I will give up…stupid turtle breath…"
"…low level Baka…"
"Hay! I am not a low level Baka! I am stronger than you Turles!"
"Oh yeah!"
"Yeah!"
"Prove it wimp!"
"Alright I will!" they launched at each other and started scrapping on the floor, again. Raditz slapped his hands over his face in despair and sweat dropped.
"I will never understand those two…"
"I think they are quite funny." Fiona giggled behind her hand and Raditz almost dropped Vegeta. "…what?" she was still smiling but was a little unsure to why Raditz looked so shocked. "Was it my laugh? I know I laugh a little high pitch but…"
"No it wasn't your laugh…I like your laugh (blushes) but its just. Never mind." Raditz shrugged it off and looked to his brawling brothers. "We will leave them. They obviously have way, way too much energy to burn. Besides, it might give me a brake from 'baby sitting'. You coming?"
"Hum? Oh yeah sure. I mean, it isn't like my master has turned up to train me or anything…let's go."
"Good. It will be nice to have your company for a while."
"And why is that Raditz?"
"Because anyone is better than listening to those two list everything they can do better than each other...and then scrap about it." Fiona got to her feet and chuckled behind her hand again. "Let's go."
"After you." She followed him out the hall. But not before stepping over Kakkarot and Turles who both had clumps of each other's hair in their grasps and were biting each other at every opportunity.
"Those two better not be like that when I find them later…" Raditz shifted Vegeta on his shoulder and walked towards the medical wing.
"So this is the way to the med wing…"
"It sure is. You better memorise the way, you will be spending a lot of time there." Raditz sighed and smiled weakly at her. "You do have the same master as his highness here. And you will be starting with the basics."
"I have already done some martial arts."
"Are you specialized in the Elite level 1?"
"The what?" they turned a corner and walked through a set of large doors.
"Then you will be starting with the basics. And the basics are a bitch." Raditz grimaced over past memories and not so pleasant training sessions.
"What?" she yelped as they entered a large set of white doors.
"You didn't think becoming part of Master Frieza's army was going to be all fun and games did you?" Raditz chuckled and dumped Vegeta on the centre table. A tall man with green skin, white robes, a white turban and two antennas walked from behind a white screen. The entire room was glaring white, from the floors to the walls.
"My, why am I not shocked at this sight?" the tall green man rolled his eyes and looked to the two conscious humanoids. "Raditz, who is this?"
"This is Fiona." Raditz folded his arms and looked bored, as if it was obvious who she was. The green man walked a full circle around her, making her fell extremely small in comparison, and walked back to the other side of the table, to tend to Vegeta.
"So you are Fiona. I have just sent a request to your master to bring you tomorrow, for a medical and registering session."
"Registering?" Fiona folded her arms and leaned with her side against the table. Raditz decided to answer her as the green man had either not heard her, or just didn't feel like answering.
"Everyone onboard has to be on the computer system. You'll be added to it tomorrow."
"Oh, right. So who is this guy again?" she whispered behind her hand to Raditz.
"I am Doctor Piccolo, the head surgeon. And I have excellent hearing." He didn't even look away from Vegeta as he examined his leg. "Did any of you do anything to this prior bringing him to me?"
"I realigned his knee. It had popped out of socket and."
"You did a good job. Have you had to realign a socket before?" Piccolo turned away and typed into the computer with touch precision typing.
"Well…I used to do a martial art called Karate on my planet. I used to be put forward for fights with the older fighters, and the black bets. When in the that kind of category knowing how to realign knees, shoulders, and things like that was a must."
"Have you ever had to do this to yourself?"
"Yes."
"How many times?" Piccolo still typed like he was connected to the computer. A robotic claw lowered from the ceiling and clamed around Vegeta's bloody form. Fiona was alarmed at first and took a step towards him, but Raditz grabbed her shoulder and shuck his head. "I said how many times?"
"What? Oh right. Well." She counted on her hands. "Once I had to pop my right shoulder back in place after this woman did a nasty scissor kick to my joint. And I had to push my left hip against the wall after a guy with master's status grabbed my shin, held me down on my side with his knee, and chopped at my hip joint." She closed her eyes and smiled. "I remember being cautioned for that fight."
"Why were you cautioned when he was the one who did that to you?"
"Because of what I did to him." Fiona chuckled and made Raditz laugh.
"What did you do?"
"Well. I may have snapped a leg…or two…and possibly an arm…and broke a few fingers…and a nose…" Fiona admitted ashamedly, looking to the floor and holding her hands behind her. "The Bastard smacked my ass after he manhandled me. I don't like being touched…"
"And are there any other instances where you had to realign your body?"
"Just once more. I fell down after practising on my roof. It is flat and I needed to get out and practise, but I was grounded for forgetting to ring home and tell my folks were I was when I went out, without telling them. So I had to go on the roof. I slipped, fell, and twisted my ankle out of joint. But I put it right back so no one was the wiser."
"You are certainly self sufficient. When did you last have a check up with a medically trained human?"
"I never have really. Not since Doctor Frank…" Raditz just couldn't resist himself after seeing her avert her eyes.
"And what happened to Doctor Frank?"
"Well…he was just a little too Frank. He needed surgery on his…what is that claw doing?" The machinery dropped Vegeta into a large blue tank after fixing a facemask to him.
"Vegeta will regenerate his wounds in the Tank over night. He should be perfectly healthy by morning." Piccolo finally came away from the computer and looked over Raditz. "You don't look like you've been in a fight. You'd never win against Vegeta anyway."
"I wasn't the one fighting him." Piccolo looked to Fiona.
"Surely not…"
"Nope. Not me either." Fiona pulled herself up onto the table, and Raditz leaned with his side on it just to the left of her.
"Then how did 'his high and mightiness' attain his injuries?"
"I don't know. I was just told to bring him here. Do you know how he got his ass kicked Fiona?"
"Yeah. I know all too well." Fiona chuckled, smiled and folded her arms. "But I am not telling you. The guy learnt his lesson. That is enough to know I was present at his ass whooping and know why, without having the rest of the ship know too."
"You are so merciful. I would have announced it over the scouter com links by now." Fiona play punched Raditz's shoulder and chuckled.
"Well that is you. That is what makes us different. I am merciful out of battle, but not in. And you are merciless outside of battle, but probably not in."
"You haven't seen me fight."
"Is that an offer?" Raditz chuckled and smirked.
"It might be. What are you doing the rest of today?"
"Please, if you wish to 'court', do not do it in my med wing. Vegeta doesn't need you to look over him. So leave." Piccolo ushered them outside and shut the door behind them.
"He wasn't rude at all." Fiona rolled her eyes sarcastically, and sighed. "What were we saying?"
"You were telling me that you wished me to demonstrate my abilities for you in combat."
"Lair, and I believe I am doing something today. I was supposed to meet my master, but he didn't quite turn up…if he is there right now and I am not…I am dead!" Fiona remembered back to her manhandling and jolted off. "SEE YOU TOMORROW RADITZ!"
"BYE!" Raditz shouted after her blurred form as she turned the corner. "She is certainly something. Hard to believe she isn't Saiyan."