Here's chapter 9! Thanks to gohanFanfics, Ryo-chan wolfgirl, SSJ2 Silven, Ali, Panoxdakilla9, Rawrz, icewolf, Laania, and FinalFlashX9 for the reviews on chapter 8.
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D/A/N: So sorry to everyone for not being able to update,review stories or to answer any pm's. My laptop's hard drive is fried and it will be some time before I can afford to have it repaired. I tried to send several pm's through my email to Fanfic but obviously they haven't reached anyone. My local library has access to Fanfic blocked so saiyansweetheart has allowed me to upload a chapter on her school computer. Please excuse any typos as she will be posting my chapter for me. Hope you enjoy this!
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Daiz awoke feeling the ship lurch. As he sat up in his bunk, the ship went at an angle and lurched forward once more. Had Turles managed to doze off without engaging the autopilot? If they collided with an asteroid or flew into a star….. The former prince leapt out of his bed and raced to the ship's bridge. He blinked in absolute disbelief at the sight that greeted him. Rubbing his eyes, the Kabochan looked again.
The little Earth-raised half-Saiyan was seated in the pilot's seat with his hands on the ship's controls. Turles was standing beside him giving orders in a language Daiz couldn't understand, Saiya-jin, no doubt. The pirate commander had took it upon himself to begin instructing Gohan in the Saiyan language several weeks ago.
"Approaching planet Argandasar. Do you wish to initiate landing?" a metallic voice questioned from the ship's computer.
"Argandasar? I thought we were going to planet….." the green-haired pirate began.
"I changed my mind," Turles said flatly.
"Do you wish to initiate landing ?" the bridge computer repeated.
"Initiate landing sequence," the dark-skinned Saiyan answered.
His jaw dropped in absolute shock as Daiz realized that Turles was trusting the landing to the son of Kakkarot! The once warrior of Kabocha held his breath as Gohan brought the ship down in a blur of speed. When the ship touched down safely, Daiz finally released the breath he was holding.
"Get cleaned up for the morning meal, I have an important task for you when we return to the ship," Turles ordered.
Gohan slipped out of the pilot's seat and he froze at the next words that came from the pirate commander.
"Excellent work on the landing, Gohan."
"Th-thank you, M-master Turles," the youngster stammered.
Daiz's eyes went wide in surprise as well when he heard the approving comment. Turles hadn't used brat, half-blood or boy, he had actually used the six-year-old's name. What had brought that about?
Seeing Turles raise an eyebrow at him, the demi-Saiyan quickly scampered to his room to get ready for breakfast. He could hardly wait to dig into what promised to be a sumptuous meal.
When Gohan left the bridge, the dark green-haired pirate turned to his commander "Master Turles, Is it wise to trust piloting the ship much less a landing to a child?"
Turles snorted before he replied " He is a Saiyan! At his age not only did I pilot a craft but I was responsible for purging a dozen planets."
"But he wasn't raised like you, Commander," Daiz pressed.
"Exactly. That's why I am training him now. Better late than never," the full-blood Saiyan quipped.
"He's picking up the Saiyan language as well. I suppose, Master Turles?" Daiz questioned.
"Indeed he is. The boy learns quickly," Turles affirmed.
Was there a bit of pride in Turles's voice just now Daiz wondered.
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Daiz stared at the mountain of plates and bowls that gradually began to pile up before Gohan. An even greater amount was stacked before Turles. The Kabochan had eaten his fill some time ago. No matter how many times he had observed them before, the sheer appetite of the two Saiyans never ceased to amaze him. He was quite surprised to see Gohan appear in red and black Saiyan armor this morning when they prepared to leave the ship. Daiz had not purchased the child-sized armor so it had to have been Turles.
Gohan stared about as the they stepped out of the elegant restaurant that Turles had chosen. Most of planet Argandasar had once been covered by oceans. The choice of building materials for the city they had landed at reflected that history. Brilliant corals composed many of the city's structures. Enormous shells were fashioned into shops and other places of business. His sight-seeing was cut short by Turles.
"Let's get back to the ship. I have an important job for you to handle there, Brat," the onyx-eyed pirate informed the little half-Saiyan.
"Yes, Master Turles," Gohan spoke up quickly.
Daiz sighed, things were back to normal.
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"Daiz and I have to conduct some business in a place where the presence of someone your age will simply not be tolerated. So I am going to leave you here with the task of guarding my ship. Can you handle that responsibility, Gohan?" Turles questioned.
"Yes, Commander!" Gohan shouted out excitedly. He was going to guard the entire ship!
Daiz rolled his eyes. He knew precisely what the crafty Saiyan was doing and poor Gohan was too innocent to figure it out.
"Excellent! Remember that I am trusting you to make sure no harm comes to my ship," the pirate commander declared.
"You can depend on ME, Master Turles!" the little six-year-old crowed.
When he and Turles exited the ship, the Kabochan confronted the smirking Saiyan," Master Turles, You haven't left Gohan with a guard duty assignment. You've merely locked down the ship with him still in it."
Turles laughed evilly," Precisely. You and I are aware of that but the boy is not. We cannot be bothered with keeping an eye out for him while I am interviewing prospective members of our crew. He will feel useful and remain safe in the ship until we return. Hopefully we will procure some individuals who are worthy of joining us."
"What if…what if the new "crew members" you choose won't accept the boy's presence, Commander?" Daiz questioned.
"Then they won't remain crew members!" Turles hissed.
The former royal scratched his head. What was going on with Turles where the little half-Saiyan was concerned?
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