Chapter Thirty-Two

"This is impossible," Zarah was dumbfounded.

Sasoli lunged at her twin who was too stunned to defend himself.

"You betrayed me!"

Bra grabbed her from behind to help Zarah, which wasn't a good idea for anyone to do much less Bra.

Sasoli switched opponents in an instant and the two saiyan hybrids rolled viciously, scratching and biting whatever came into range.

Uub glanced at everyone with mild disgust with how they just let them fight. He would not stand by and watch this senseless violence.

A loud rip and a scream of rage filled the air. The second rip was in retaliation though the growl that followed was nothing short of scary.

Uub stepped into the fray undaunted much to Trunks' horror, "Uub, don't!"

He lifted both women clear off the ground by the waist band of their pants. Years of police training had given him ample experience in separating pissed of people who wanted nothing more than to kill the other person.

Everyone stood in awe as he accomplished a feat only Ava had ever been able to do successfully.

Bra and Sasoli continued to scream and reach for each other determinedly.

These actions revealed Bra's left sleeve almost torn off while Sasoli's collar had been ripped wide open.

Uub gave them a shake, "This is not time or the place-"

"Is this chocolate?" Pan was examining a brown chunk.

Uub gasped and dropped the two women to rush over to the quarter-saiyan.

Bra and Sasoli landed with a oomph. They glanced up to see Uub snatch the chunk away from Pan.

Pan jumped startled, "I was just asking."

"Pan," Zarah called.

She blinked and went to her husband. Taking in his bloody appearance with some confusion, "What happened?"

"Sasoli hurt me," he pouted.

Pan sighed and helped him to his feet, "I dare say you deserved it."

They stumbled away.

"Chocolate?" Trunks regarded the wall with new interest.

Uub just hurriedly grabbed every chunk he could get his hands on and placed it roughly into the wall.

17 hummed to himself, "It's chocolate. I just don't understand how."

Bra the scientist got to her feet with curious eyes.

Sasoli raced to hers and blocked the other's access to Uub and his chocolate. Her ripped collar draped over a bare shoulder to reveal something black and strapless underneath.

"Leave it alone, Bra, it's his chocolate."

Everyone turned to Uub who froze under their gaze.

"But how?" 17 inquired.

"That wall was solid metal prototype 2645," Bra informed everyone.

"It was expensive," Trunks crossed his arms.

Uub cringed.

Ava just watched from the sidelines.

Sasoli glared, "Liar."

"I can change it back," Uub was apologetic.

"So it is chocolate," Bra tried to sidestep her cousin only to be blocked.

Ava stepped forward drawing all eyes, "You can turn objects into food?"

"Yes," he ducked his head miserably.

"Sasoli," Ava's voice was full of admiration, "You know to pick a male."

"What?" Uub glanced up to see the saiyans staring at him with hungry eyes.

"Ok, that's enough," 17 took his wife's arm, "It's time we left."

"What? No I-"

17 lifted her bodily of the ground, "So help me, Ava, you are my wife."

She immediately stopped her struggles.

"I know," she laid her head on his shoulder.

They turned a corner.

Sasoli growled and possessively swiped at both Trunks and Bra to keep away.

Uub was shell-shocked.

"I didn't realize prison had changed up that much, Trunks," Sasoli snarled.

The president blinked as he snapped out of his food craze, "It didn't. I love Maron."

Bra blinked, "And I love Goten."

Sasoli relaxed her guard and turned to find Uub staring at her with an indefinable emotion in his eyes.

"I have to find Goten," Bra wondered away in a daze.

"Seriously, though," Trunks crossed his arms self-consciously, "Can you turn the wall back?"

Uub took a small step toward the president, "Yeah."

Poof.

Uub spun around to see Sasoli picking up a capsule, "What did you just do?"

Sasoli shrugged nonchalantly, one side of her shirt drooped a bit lower, "This room shouldn't exist."

"Sasoli-" Uub tried to keep his temper.

"There can't be a whole in this wall," Trunks glared.

"You are not judge, jury, and executioner, Trunks," she yelled right back.

"You took my chocolate?"

The cousins quieted at the rage in Uub's voice.

Trunks took a wise if cowardly step out of range.

"It's not yours, it was made out of company material and rightly belongs to-"

"Cut the crap, Sasoli," Uub stomped up to her, "Did. You. Take. My. Chocolate?"

"Yes, I did," Sasoli didn't flinch under his gaze but she had wanted to, "Please-"

"I said you couldn't eat it," his voice was dangerous.

"I didn't agree to anything," Sasoli slipped the capsule into her tube top for safekeeping.

His expression darkened though he smiled, "That didn't stop me before so what makes you think that's going to stop me now?"

"Uub," Sasoli was holding onto her temper, "I've had a very trying day. Most of which was your fault-"

"My fault!"

"-and the least you could do is let me have some chocolate," she finished as though he had never spoken.

The couple glared.

"Get away from her!"

Only surprise allowed Uub to be pushed back.

A twenty something man gave him the darkest glare in his repertoire, which after facing Baby Vegeta wasn't all that impressive.

Trunks blanched, Justin!

Sasoli was confused, who was this person . . .?

"Are you all right?" Justin took in her ripped shirt, "Did he do this?"

"Justin!" Sasoli finally connected his face to a name.

"Shock?" He palmed her face, "I'll take care of him."

Uub was beyond pissed, "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm her-"

Sasoli panicked and shoved the male secretary to the side a bit too hard. He hit the wall and was instantly unconscious.

"Her what?" Uub demanded, "Was all our . . . moments a lie!"

"Uub," Trunks tried and was ignored.

Sasoli shook her head, "No."

"Then who is he?"

"He's . . ." she glanced at the fallen man then at Uub, ". . .nothing. You don't understand-"

"I would if you would tell me!"

"I disconnected from you," Sasoli became angry, "I couldn't control myself. You saw that!"

She threw his shirt in his face.

"Sasoli," Trunks tried to get her attention and failed.

"So let me get this straight," Uub tried to see through his rage, "You've been after every guy in this building!"

He regretted the words the second they left his mouth.

She flinched as if he'd slapped her. Her eyes watered and she tried to fix her shirt.

Suddenly uncomfortable in his presence.

"Uub," Trunks finally gained his attention, "I think it's time we've had a talk about saiyan custom. You see, instinct wise, saiyans are a lot like caveman. I see, I want, I will have."

Uub tore his eyes of Sasoli, "She said they didn't date."

"Right, it's very sudden, though it can sneak up on you at times," Trunks mused over his situation with Maron, "What you have to understand is saiyan can get married almost as soon as they meet. Ask her mom, Aunt Ava decided 17 would be hers two days after she met him."

Uub blinked.

"I know," Trunks shook his head, "Instinct. Sasoli, inadvertently entered this cycle with you."

"What?"

"It's true," Trunks grimaced, "The tail thing . Well, that was her . . . It's hard to explain," nervous laughter, "It was taking action where she would not."

"I'm not trying to win," she admitted, "Just delay."

"Why?" He asked and instantly knew the answer.

"When she was knocked out," Trunks ignored the question, "It interrupted the cycle. She disconnected. Everyday that passed that she didn't close it, she got worse. Thus . . ."

"Justin," Uub finished grimly.

"Yes, Justin," Trunks was regretful, "We couldn't watch her every minute of the day. We have jobs."

"Why was she even at work?" Uub felt like the biggest jerk to walk the earth.

"She had nowhere else to go," Trunks stated simply, "And it was too dangerous for her to be on her own."

He shrugged.

Poof.

They turned to find Sasoli standing where the rest of the wall should be.

She turned to face them defiantly.

While they had been talking Sasoli had been busy carefully prying the chocolate wall away from the building. He didn't want her to have any chocolate? Well, in that case, she was going to take the whole damn wall.

She knew she was being spiteful, she just didn't care.

"Sasoli," Uub was vaguely horrified at the disappearance of the wall, "We need to talk."

It was time to come clean. She had to know if she ate the chocolate then she could be his wife.

"We don't need to do anything," Sasoli snapped and turned on her heel to leave.

Uub grabbed her arm and accepted the punch to his stomach that came with it.

He deserved it.

"Let go of me," Sasoli blinked back tears.

"You need to-" He tried and was hit again, this time in the upper torso.

"I don't need to do anything. I need to leave," Sasoli struck out again and hit his cheek.

He retained his grip and slowly turned his head back to face her, "Sasoli-"

He caught her fist.

"Let me go!" She kicked his shin.

He didn't flinch and glared, "I just want to-"

She kicked him in the groin.

Pain enveloped Uub as he slumped but he did not release her. He pulled her into his body, now completely pissed.

"You want to fight, fine."

He powered up with her still in his grasp and watched with satisfaction as her eyes grew wide with surprise.

Sasoli couldn't move, he was so strong . . .

No, he insulted her.

She would not submit.

She snapped her gaze to the side, "Trunks, don't-"

Uub released her to deal with the interloper.

Trunks stood about ten feet away, waving his hands in surrender.

"I wasn't going to do anything," he protested.

Uub's gaze shot back to Sasoli.

She was gone.

"Uub, you really shouldn't case . . ." Trunks tried as the other man flew away ". . . her."

The president sighed and went to aid the fallen Justin. He would just tell the employee they had used an experimental pheromone on Sasoli and it had backfired badly.

Trunks shook his head at the departed couple. Uub really shouldn't chase her in their situation. It could easily end up binding. . .

"Trunks, what are you doing with that guy?"

Trunks immediately dropped Justin to scoop up Maron.

"Maron! I missed you!"

"Trunks!" Maron squeaked, "I just saw you ten minutes ago."

"Ten minutes too long," Trunks sighed dreamily and nuzzled her hair. It comforted him after the rather disturbing episode with Uub.

The blond squealed and whacked him when his hands wandered.

He set her down reluctantly and then brightened.

"You think it'll bruise?"

Sasoli was dodging through people like a professional purse thief on the run from the police. She had maybe a ten second head start, two minutes if Trunks had distracted him.

He'd check the air for her, first, search for her energy signature which would be impossible to find among the average humans.

That should give her another two minutes at the least.

Then while he tried to find her among the citizens of the city, she could make a clean getaway.

She skidded to a stop as Uub appeared no less than ten feet from her.

She ducked into a store and came out the other end.

He was there, and searching.

"Shit," she ran.

He must have a lock on my energy, she thought desperately of a way out, but how?

It should be impossible at these levels.

"Ma'am," a random guy stepped into her path, "Are you ok? What happened?"

She tried to step around him.

"Sasoli?" Uub spotted her.

"Look I appreciate the concern but get the fuck out of my way," Sasoli shoved him away.

The guy flailed and grabbed the only thing he could to stop his fall.

Rip.

The last of Sasoli's shirt fell away.

"I'm so sorry," the guy stopped in mid-sentence as she blasted into the air.

The shirt was snatched away by a very angry man with a Mohawk.

Then he too flew away and was gone.

"I need to stop drinking," the man said shakily.

He never drunk again.

Uub narrowed his eyes as Sasoli bounced from building to building in an effort to lose him. He followed as closely as he was able though he did lose sight of her a few times.

He never lost his lock on her energy, which surprised him because, quite frankly, he should have.

Her power level dropped tot almost nothing.

He became concerned until he saw the reason, she'd just entered the woods. She was still trying to hide from him.

He dropped into the woods. He didn't power down, he didn't care if he was as obvious as a blazing torch. She was the one who wanted to fight, he was just trying to accommodate her.

Now, she was running . . . that part confused him.

"I thought you wanted to fight," he let his voice ring out loud and clear, "I'm here! I'm ready!"

"It's not that simple," her voice sounded softly in his ear.

His eyes widened and he ducked, her fist just missing the back of his head. He grabbed her arm and used it to slam her into the ground.

She grasped his arm and copied the action. Her power level had risen dramatically but was no match for his own.

And she knew it.

They both sprung to their feet and regarded the other warily.

He was angry, well angrier, she had tried to knock him out, again! She couldn't just knock him unconscious every time she felt like it. He was still mad she had knocked him out to begin with and he still hadn't gotten an explanation he could understand.

"Why? It's the most simple thing in the world," they circled each other, "You started a fight and now I'm finishing it."

A feral grin crossed her lips before she stomped it down, "I was challenging you to a lunafair-"

"And I accepted," Uub watched her eyes darken before closing briefly.

"You don't know what you're saying," Sasoli checked the instinct to charge him and claim him once and for all.

Tired of waiting for her to attack, he zoomed in and swooped under her reflexive punch to cage her in his arms.

"Frankly, Sasoli, I don't care anymore."

Her eyes were dark and the feral smile returned, "You will. The winner decided all."

Her forehead connected with his in a sickening thwack.

He saw stars, his grip loosened for a second and that was all she needed. She placed her foot on his chest and pushed, breaking his hold. He was launched through the air and landed thirty feet away. She charged.

Uub shook off his bleary vision and prepared another grab. She was weaker, she wouldn't be able to other throw him though physical force. She was up to something . . .

But what . . .

Sasoli skidded along the ground like an ice skater, kicking up dirt, leaves, and twigs.

She's trying to cut down visibility, he realized as he stepped out of range of the debris, She's going to try to fill the air with dirt and dust before she try-

Reflex was the only thing that saved him as he jumped over Sasoli. She'd flown full force at his legs.

She continued the motion, she knew he'd jump over her. Her hands touched the ground behind him, she turned her body so when her feet touched the ground she faced him. She took a handful of dirt and launched.

Uub turned and grabbed her arm before she could collide with him bodily. He swung her around and prepared to let go at anytime.

Sasoli grabbed his forearm and used the momentum of the swing to her advantage as she pulled herself closer to him. She bent her legs at the hip, throwing him off balance at the sudden increased speed, his arm went around allowing Sasoli to plant her feet in his back.

He let go, he had to as he stumbled forward and twisted so he landed on is back. He shot two ki blasts into the air and was rewarded when he saw her fly backwards to avoid them.

He got to his feet and patted the dirt from his pants.

Sasoli landed, still holding the dirt in her fist.

"Are you going to fight me seriously now?" She was tense, ready. She'd never fought him before and her heart was racing with excitement.

He shot her a look as he rolled his shoulders, "I might have to. Where did you learn to break a hold like that? I've never seen it done."

Sasoli smiled at the compliment but didn't lower her guard.

"Hair is a great liability in a fight and if you insist on have it then you must learn to turn the disadvantage to your advantage."

Uub pondered that one and nodded, "But I didn't grab you by your hair."

Sasoli shrugged, "Still worked. 'A female must be able to adapt her attacks to any situation.'"

"Who are you quoting?" Uub prepared to attack.

Sasoli caught the motion and was ready.

"My mother."

He charged and was blinded by dirt.

She avoided his blind charge and was going to deliver a finishing blow to his head when he caught her fist.

He used the hold to throw her over his head and slam her into the ground.

"That was dirty," Uub used the moment to clear his eyes.

"There is no dirty fighting when it's for your life," she wheezed. The breath had been knocked from her body when she landed.

He had surprised her. It was careless of her, she should have expected some sort of defense. She crawled out of her body imprint an then had to roll out of the way to avoid getting stomped.

Uub blinked through his tears, the dirt still irritating his eyes. He wasn't going to cut her any slack. If she was going to play dirty, fine, then he was going to go all out.

She rolled again. He was being serious now, and that meant she had to get off the ground.

She rolled letting her tail unwind, it wrapped around his ankle and yanked him off balance.

Shit! Uub stumbled trying not to fall.

Sasoli swung her body around like a break dancer and hit his other leg.

He was going down but not in the way she wanted.

After he realized he was going to fall, he threw his weight backwards and arched his back so his hands hit the ground instead of his head. He flipped backwards and landed in a wary crouch.

Sasoli regarded him ferally from her own, "You're strong."

"So are you," he tilted his head, "What's your point?"

She grinned and launched. . .

. . . away from him.

He followed.

He had to.

This wasn't finished.

A weight landed on his shoulders and sent him crashing to the ground.

"Submit to me, Uub," she breathed into his ear, "And this will end now."

Heat surged through his body at her words. He could feel her sprawled across his back, her skin meeting his and her hair tickling his face and shoulders.

"She want you to submit to her."

The words rang in his head though he wasn't sure where he'd heard them.

"She want to . . ." the voice faded out " . . .in saiyan fashion . . . is bloody, violent experience . . ."

"And what exactly will you decide if I do?" Uub thought desperately, for this could very likely be another trick.

She nuzzled his ear, "You wouldn't regret it, if that's what your asking."

He lowered his head suddenly and brought it back up sharply hitting her in the face.

He bucked her off him and hurriedly got to his feet.

Sasoli remained on the ground with a hand to her mouth, blood dripping down her chin. She touched her split bottom lip and then glanced at the blood solemnly.

"I will not submit," Uub took in her hurt face but could not take it back.

The first lesson he had ever learned was to never give up. If one fought for someone or something then they couldn't give up. They'd be breaking every unsaid promise and dashing hope to pieces. Someone had to stand and defend the masses, to give up was to let them down.

"I can't lose."

He stood by his decision. He would not be seduced out of his convictions, no matter how tempting the temptress. He was trained by Son Goku and he would not disappoint his master.

Sasoli did the unexpected, she smiled. She pressed her lips together like one does after just applying lipstick and was trying to even out the color.

With her lips stained red, she rose to her feet and stood in a deceptively harmless stance.

"I knew you wouldn't be that easy," again the slow dangerous smile, "But I didn't think you'd draw first blood."

He swallowed, instead of incredibly alarmed like any other person would have been in his place, he was right there with her.

Her instincts were somehow . . .

He was starting to understand . . . He was proving himself . . . but for what?

Her tail swung like a lazy pendulum, drawing his eyes to her lower body as her pants slid off the reveal the black spandex pants underneath.

A closer inspection of her tube top revealed they were made of the same durable material.

"Ready?" She asked coyly and zoomed off to the left.

Any normal man might have ran in the opposite direction but Uub was far from normal. He was the reincarnation of evil in it's purest form and, while, Uub himself was not evil, he did not match the purity of his master.

Sasoli was inadvertently offering him an outlet he hadn't even known he needed.

He pursued.

What followed was brutal in the extreme as no quarter was spared in their quest to make the other submit. Power levels fluctuated and were used strategically for attacks as well as to hide to catch a brief breather.

What advantage Uub had in strength was matched in Sasoli's knowledge of technique and experience.

Unpredictable didn't begin to describe her fighting style. He could have gone on like this forever. It was invigorating. The only other person he had fought like this was his Master Goku and they weren't even using energy blasts.

Sasoli would not continue for much longer. While he seemed to have limitless strength and stamina, she quelled inner quivers, hers was depleting with every strike and block.

She had to end this now.

Uub broke through her defenses just as she powered down slightly and landed a solid blow to her stomach. She doubled over, air gone from her lungs and she felt him stop.

She straightened quickly and caught the underside of his chin with her head. She jumped on him as he reeled and bore him to the ground.

The air returned with a grateful gasp.

He grabbed her hands before she could incapacitate him and rolled so he was on top.

She used her knees to grasp his hips and rolled them again. She added her weight to the force she was putting behind her hands. If she could break his hold then her hands would fly full force and render him helpless instantly.

He knew this and downright refused to give her the satisfaction of winning now.

It was time to end it.

He powered up enough to force her back and was surprised when she matched him to force him back down. She'd been holding back on him, that was obvious, but then so had he.

Sasoli felt his power swell and was unable to match it. He sat up and she scrambled backwards, his hands now holding hers so she couldn't escape.

They faced each other on their feet.

"Surrender," he ordered.

Rage flared in her eyes, she might have if he hadn't demanded it. She wasn't going to give in until she couldn't fight anymore.

"Never," she growled and aimed for his groin.

He blocked it, eyes narrowed dangerously and was confused when she smiled.

She stomped on his instep and used her speed to knee him in the stomach almost simultaneously.

It didn't do much damage but it did the trick, he let go of her and she was off.

She would not submit.

She would never submit.

Uub's thoughts ran along the same lines and then he remembered the confusing scene with her mother before she knocked him out.

Ava had grasped her daughter's tail in such a way that rendered Sasoli incapable of anything other than listening.

If he could do the same . . .

Then she would be forced to submit . . .

Submit? Uub shook off the word. On the other hand, if he grabbed it the wrong way then he could really hurt her. It would have to be a last resort.

He tracked her energy. She couldn't hide.

Not from him.

Sasoli knew this and was trying her damnedest anyway. She was running low on energy, however, and needed an energy source.

The chocolate. . .

Empty calories and mostly sugar but it would give her a boost. While the boost would be as dramatic as when she was a child it would still get the job done.

She pulled out the capsule with the pieces.

It had to be timed perfectly.

She clicked it and threw it a fair distance away.

Then she ran.

Uub trailed after her almost leisurely since her energy had stilled when he heard a click which only could be a capsule.

Capsule?

His chocolate!

But there was no corresponding poof!

Her energy streaked away suddenly.

Then it clicked, she must have known he was close and might hear the capsule . . . but why would she go after his chocolate? Now?

It didn't matter.

He had to reach it first.

End of Chapter