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Chapter 11: "Secret Elites."

Vegeta roared angrily as he soared through the sky. His target; Kakarot's son. The brat had lied to him and stolen his dragon ball after he had been kind enough to let him leave unharmed. Instead of listening to instincts, one's that had screamed the boy was hiding something from him, he gave into his weakness for children and let him go. That thing hadn't been a watch; he knew that now, it had somehow helped him find the Dragonball and the humans were no doubt going to be after those as well.

'I don't know what I'll do to that brat when I find him, but he'll regret the day he ever stole from me!'

~With Our Earthly Heros~

Gohan flew at a steady pace, being sure that he was using as little energy as possible. Otherwise, it would be his head.

Looking down he smiled bitterly at the large four-star dragon ball; it was so alike and unlike the one his father had cherished back on earth. As far as he could see the only difference between them were their size. Why would they make it so big? Did they do it on purpose to make them easier to spot?

With a shake of his head, he could see Krillin's orange-clad form just outside the cave they had been taking refuge in since they arrived.

"Hey Krillin!" he cried speeding up just enough so he could be with his friend, who now that he thought about it was becoming somewhat of an uncle to him. Then again that would make sense, the older man was best friends' with his father; they'd grown up together. With him around, he missed his father just a little less than he had before.

"GOHAN!" Krillin cried back happily, a big smile on his face.

Landing, Gohan ran the short distance between them holding the giant dragon ball above his head triumphantly. "Hey guys, look what I found!"

"Oh my god, is that a dragon ball?" Krillin gabbed before being smacked from behind.

"Watch your language, Gohan is still just a kid," Bulma growled before looking at Gohan with a big smile. "Way to go kid!" she cheered.

Krillin grabbed the ball his happy expression quickly falling to show that of an uneasy man. "We're going to have to save the celebrating til late; we got to get out of here," Bulma nodded from behind him.

"Yeah I know," he nodded, his mind going back to his encounter with Vegeta."Vegeta told me he'd been here," He still didn't know what to think of that man, but he still didn't trust him. After all, that man had tried killing him before; he could try doing it again.

Krillin's mouth fell open making Gohan laugh while Bulma looked profoundly worried.

"How'd you get away with the dragon ball?" she asked inching closer to the two from where she had been at the mouth of the cave.

"I hid it," he beamed. "He never knew it was there!"

"That was extremely dangerous of you Gohan! But nows, not the time guys, we need to get going before Vegeta comes back! He's sure to kill us if he sees that we have a dragon ball!" Bulma yelled stepping between the two to get their attention

Bulma kind of reminded him of his mom, except more relaxed. She was smart and only anger when she had to be, though she was a bit extreme at times. He enjoyed being around her; she cared for his safety without being overbearing about it. She understood, it seemed, why they all enjoyed fighting and stood back only to voice her opinion if she saw it necessary.

"Okay,"

~With Our Anti-Hero~

Seething with anger, Vegeta guarded the six of his dragon balls as he had been doing for the last two days. In that time he had watched the red beams of Frieza's energy soar across the sky and destroy the surrounding landscape, it was sheer luck that the beams missed his location every time even though they flew just barely overhead.

With the kid possibly having a dragon ball detector, he couldn't risk leaving them without the threat of them being stolen.

He just couldn't have that; he had come so close to avenging his mate and people, he couldn't give them up.

Anger gave way to sadness as his tired mind drifted to his beloved. He didn't dare even think her name; it just brought him pain, so much pain. Because there were so many what if's to what their future could have been. Mated with a child, or children. Soon to be the new King and Queen of planet Vegeta. Would they have given up that life and left it all behind? They'd had such a bright future, only for it to be taken away by the whim of a crazed beast.

Shaking his head, he began thinking of a plan, Kagome at the edge of his thoughts.

He would avenge his people in honor of her sacrifice.

~With Our Villan~

With a growl of frustration, Frieza stalked his way to Kagome's room. It had been days since he had sent Zarbon to capture Vegeta and even longer since his last encounter with Kagome.

So with his increasing bad mood, he decided to seek out the saiyan and the comforts of her soft feminine physique. The distraction would offer at least some relief as it would be some time till the Ginyu force arrived.

With his mind already focused on the small female images of her naked body flashed within the forefront of his mind. Her little body stretched out over the silk sheets of his bed, the milky white flesh of her thighs rubbing together ever so softly as she woke. Her soft wanton sighs as her body shivering while eagerly leaning into his touch.

His eyes flashed, and he licked his lips hungrily. Speeding up his pace he walked with clear anticipation and determination. Her blood, which had called out to him since she was a child, had danced across his tastebuds tasting almost like lightning as it set him ablaze with want. A moan fell from his lips at the memory of his teeth sinking into her supple flesh.

A smirk worked its way across his scaly face as he spotted her door. His body hardening with excitement and anticipation.

Walking up to the door his brows furrowed in frustration when it didn't open at his presences. And grew frustrated when it still didn't open when he opened the door.

"Kagome?" he called out while leaning closer. "Open this door,"

There was no answer. Had Vegeta also made off with Kagome? No impossible she belonged to him, she wouldn't dare leave his side.

"Kagome open this door immediately!"

"Even if I could I wouldn't let you in!" she screamed, her voice muffled by the thick medal. "You're a monster!"She roared angrily and pounded against the door again this time with the use of her powers the effect causing purple lightning to crackle along the door's edge and the door itself.

He growled.

"Open the door, I won't ask you again," he warned, this was pushing his patience to the limit.

"I can't, if I could I would have escaped with Vegeta," she in turned growled. "Now you'll never get your wish!"

His eyes widened in surprise. How had she known? And then they quickly narrowed. It seems she still wished to escape him to be with that damn monkey. "You are mine and mine alone! No one, not even your precious monkey will take you from me! You belong to me!"

He turned away, seething with rage. "I'm going to kill that monkey,"

"NO!"

He stalked away killing the first soldier he saw without a second thought and flicked the blood off his tail hitting it against the metal of the ship. He wanted, no needed, to kill the monkey or he'd never be able to capture the heart of his precious jewel.

Upon stepping outside five spaces, pods fell to the ground at his feet. When the smoke settled five of his best warriors emerged from the pods dressed in matching uniforms the only differences being the cut off the black spandex.

Stifling his anger, for the time being, he focused on addressing the squad. It seemed they had arrived just in time, with the new scouter he'd be able to go on a killing spree that would stifle his anger till he could get his hands on Vegeta.

~With Kagome~

"WE ARE- THE GINYU FORCE!"

Kagome cringed as the chorus of men sang out their own "awesomeness" as they had put it countless times. They were nothing more than a group of, ignorant, hitmen. Each one believed they were the greatest of the great, having reached their physical limits.

The saiyans had proven long ago that limits were created to be pushed and inevitably surpassed.

She'd witnessed the squad in action, Frieza had been showing off to impress her, but it did nothing but disgust her. His "Secret Elites" were nothing more than a group of chauvinistic pigs, their fighting was sloppy and lacking in style; relying solely on only their brute strength, or inherent skill, to guarantee their victory. She'd voiced this and ever since Ginyu had made a point in creating poses for him and his team and their "special" moves. It only worked to annoy her and everyone else for that matter.

Aside from their fighting, their manners weren't all that good either.

Even though arrogant they posed a real threat. Frieza must be desperate to call them, that could only mean the worst for Vegeta.