Chapter 31

Krillin flew over to where Gohan went and Vegeta followed

No, No, not again, the little boy was reliving the trauma of Piccolo sacrificing himself to save him

Chills and chest pain bounded him in place as nausea started to take over he chocked as air refused to enter his lungs he fought in great frantic to not faint, immense fear swallowed him

What if he wake up and his dear Piccolo was gone again, he manically searched for anything, anything at all that can to keep himself conscious, as he had started to hyperventilate already

"What's that trash going to do" the flame haired Saiyan sneered

That's it, fury, let it take control, it wasn't the optimal choice but the other option, fainting was too lamentable and atrocious

Unexpectedly fast, a punch connected to the Prince's cheek painfully pushing him away a few meters

"Don't you bad mouth him! " Gohan spat venomously, fist trembling, ready to kill at a push of a button

The boy was staring him down with staggering amount of contempt, breath still uneven, if a literal planet destroyer wasn't present right now, Vegeta might have actually winced

Nevertheless, it rattled him enough to cease his distained teasing for a moment

This scorching energy, this frank power and lethal eyes it irked Vegeta, he had pride, he was the prince of all Saiyan's, the sole bearer of the anger and cries of his extinct people and yet he has never once reached this degree of animosity even with the years of unwilling servitude under the monster that killed his race

What was he missing? No really, what, all he did was honestly insulted the boy's? he wasn't sure what their relationship was, but whatever it was, the young kid was comparable to a hair trigger genocide bomb, whenever someone as so much infinitesimally disturbed the earth born Namek

Did the boy have the catalyst to become the legendary Super Saiyan

"Bastard" The Prince scoffed and enunciated as he wiped off his cheek

The monk perceived two invisible force fields was simultaneously increasing it's parameter, as malice painted the wind, threatening to crush him if he got caught in the middle

" Hey guys, take it easy " Krillin gulped, as he was mindful of the hostility of both parties inching up and up, the small guy felt like holding two rabid dogs on a rope and if he were to loosen his grip, all hell would break loose

"Gohan" the little guy attempted to avert the raging storm, first with the one he was at least familiar with

" Picco-" The half Saiyan swiveled his neck, and darted his attention towards the monk, chillingly narrowing his eyes at the mention of the name of his cherished Namek

The beats of his heart quicken hastily, his mind in wreck trying to find something to say to connect with the boy, as he unwillingly put himself in firing range of the kid's temper

"Hmp" Vegeta then spitted sideways, recapturing Gohan's attention and getting Krillin's as well

" Tell me boy, just how unhinged are that power of yours, did that Namek teach you ? "

Gohan glowered, his scowl carried the weight of thousands of mini sharp icicles ready to puncture the Prince at a moment's notice

Krillin inwardly cursed, damn it Vegeta stop further agitating the boy

" If he did"

The thin rope of Gohan's patience was slowly untangling itself

" He did a terrible job"

-Snapped-

Gohan Powered up, vacuumed air pushing outward, causing the grass to combust, beings at the vicinity being swept away by provoked waves, tendrils of lightning hectically dancing

At break neck speed he lunged himself towards the Prince and tackled him with force intent to end the man

Vegeta's pride ordered him to braced himself for the impact, but his survival instinct won out and commanded him to dodge, he hardly made it in time to get of the way, before he could compose himself , the kid was lunging himself to him again unconstrained

This different tasting danger made his full saiyan blood felt alive and thumping, seducing him to keep egging the boy at the promise of a drug addicting fight, this felt like Kakarot's essence but heavily coated with vile poisons and thorns

He kept teasing the boy and the boy responded with vigor, trading blows after blows, the Prince's fighting was pristine, focus and calculating, while Gohan's was powerful due to blinding range, unbridled and wild

" STOP ! " Krillen hollered, unable to take the senseless fighting, on top of the death match happening elsewhere, anymore