Here's chapter 39! Thanks to Perfect Carnage, icewolf,peanutbuttergurl6, Dark Dominion,Supernaturalfan007,Red Chimera, Hoshi124 and Ryo-chan wolfgirl for all the reviews on chapter 38.
A/N: I think icewolf read my mind a bit with this chaper….LOL!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of its characters, Akira Toriyama does!
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Zailora yawned as she dressed quickly for the morning meal. She was really looking forward to a hearty breakfast. Reaching for her boots, she slipped both of her feet in at one time. A foul smell suddenly filled the room. Something very warm and squishy seeped up between her toes.
The Kabochan female slammed her right fist into the wall in pure outrage. Her boots had been filled with Garmasan goat manure!
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Gartoas and Zailora glowered at each other from across the table during the morning meal. Daiz was almost certain that he was going to be stabbed with an eating utensil simply for having the misfortune of sitting between them.
Suddenly Zailora aimed a spoonful of some mashed green fruit at Gartoas. The Kardanagan pirate ducked at the last possible second. As fate would have it, the pulverized mass flew into Turles's direction.
The pirate commander's attention was temporarily diverted by an attractive yellow-haired female in a filmy almost transparent blue dress. Zailora swallowed hard as the sickly green goo landed right into the immaculate spiky black hair of Turles.
"I'm sure this'll make you SO attractive to him" her fellow Kabochan whispered.
Zailora ignored him she was too concerned over the murderous glare that was directed towards her by Turles. He coolly wiped away the offending material with a cloth napkin and returned to devouring the meal before him.
Gohan let out a sigh of relief at the left of the former prince.
"Don't get too comfortable. This is just the calm before the storm, Kid" Daiz warned.
Gartoas snickered as Zailora suddenly lost her appetite.
When Turles gave the signal for his crew to leave the eating establishment, he turned to Zailora.
"DO be sure to offer your services to the kitchen staff. I'm sure they will greatly appreciate your assistance with the morning cleanup" the dark-skinned Saiyan declared.
The dark green-haired female groaned inwardly. She couldn't resist punching Gartoas in his smirking face as she passed by.
"Forgive me, Master Turles. Muscle spasm, you know" Zailora insisted.
"But of course" the Saiyan agreed.
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An exhausted Zailora took her seat across from Daiz.
"You just NOW finished cleaning up after breakfast? It's way past the noon meal!" the once heir to Kabocha stated.
"Dear Turles decided that I should lend a hand with the noon meal as well" Zailora moaned.
"You're certainly making an impression" her fellow crewman teased.
"Shut it!" his feminine counterpart snarled.
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Gohan watched nervously as Turles entered the training room. The last time he was in utter agony as he tried to keep the dark-skinned Saiyan from peering into his thoughts. Would that happen again today?
"Try to block me from entering your thoughts, Gohan" the adult Saiyan instructed.
"D-Do we really have to do this, Commander?" Gohan tried to reason with the black and silver armored warrior that stood scowling before him. It was frightening to imagine enduring the painful lesson once more.
Turles sighed before answering.
"Gohan, it's most important that you master this technique. There are those who can slip into your mind and read your thoughts. They can use them against you. I can teach you how to prevent that."
"Did all Saiyans have to learn this, Master Turles?" the Earth-raised youth asked plaintively.
"It was considered a technique of great distinction. Very few Saiyans learned to utilize it. King Vegeta himself never achieved it. Those who were skilled in its use hoarded their knowledge by passing it only from father to son" Turles continued.
Father. Turles snorted at the concept. His sire had been anything but…..
(Flashback)
Four-year-old Turles walked through the Trekashan Market on planet Vegeta-sei. The market had been set up for visiting vendors to sell their wares to the Saiyans. Appetizing smells came from every direction causing the young Saiyan's stomach to growl in earnest. He hoped his father would hurry with his errand it had been hours since he'd eaten.
An elderly blue-skinned female in a brown leathern garment sat at a display of baskets laden with gorgeous round globes of red fruit. The starving youth groaned inwardly at the sight. To his surprise, the ancient crone gave him a smile and insisted that he come and take a few pieces of fruit.
Turles shook his head" I have nothing to pay for it."
"Dear boy, I said come and get some fruit. I didn't ask you for payment."
The Saiyan youngster stared at the woman in disbelief for a moment. Then with as much dignity as his hunger would allow he slowly walked over and selected two of the crimson fruit. He could no longer resist and he bit down savoring the sweet succulent juice that flowed into his mouth. The taste was pure heaven. As Turles attempted to take another bite, a fist slammed into his lower jaw. His fruit fell to the ground the remaining piece was snatched out of his hand.
"I spend a few moments on an errand for General Nappa and I find you STEALING FRUIT? EXPLAIN YOURSELF, BRAT!" Turles's father roared.
Turles wiped his bloody lip and started to rise to his feet. He fell to the ground as a swift kick took his legs out from under him.
"Speak up! I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!" the red and gold armored Saiyan officer snapped.
"PLEASE, SIR! The boy did nothing wrong! I gave him the fruit" the elderly female insisted.
"He's to be a Saiyan warrior not some spoiled palace pup! You eat at the ALLOTTED TIME,Brat. You know that perfectly well" Turles's sire barked.
To the hungry child's horror, the furious elder Saiyan crushed the remaining fruit under his gleaming black boots.
"I hope you feasted well, Brat. You will have nothing else until morning."
"Someday I'll eat whatever I choose WHEN I choose and I'll eat nothing but the best of everything!" Turles swore to himself.
(End of Flashback)
"So your father taught you?"
Gohan's voice brought Turles back to the present.
His tail thrashed about angrily as Turles recalled his sire's "lessons". He would NOT put the boy through the brutality he himself had endured.
"Indeed" the pirate commander snarled.
"But you're NOT my father….Gohan began.
Turles turned away. Somehow Gohan suddenly felt sad.
"I…I 'll do my best if you'll teach me" the seven-year-old suddenly blurted out.
A genuine smile crossed the elder Saiyan's face for the briefest second.
"Very well, let's begin then" Turles warned.
The little demi-Saiyan shivered as the gaze of the pirate commander's onyx eyes fixed on him. A stinging sensation seemed to creep inside of his head.
"NO!" Gohan cried out.
Suddenly the dark-skinned Saiyan snapped his head back. The stinging stopped immediately. Turles had his right hand held to his forehead.
"You…you succeeded in blocking me from your thoughts this time" Turles said.
"It hurt! I got really angry and the pain went away" Gohan explained.
The little half-blood noticed that Turles was rubbing his temples.
"Am I in trouble, Master Turles?"
"No. You accomplished the main portion of your assigned task. There is much yet to learn. Also… your anger can prove quite useful in other ways" Turles said in almost a purr.
Gohan shuddered at the evil smirk that crossed the Saiyan's face.
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Bulma was furious! How dare that conceited Saiyan make such suggestive remarks? She had wished she could have just shrunk herself to microscopic stature and hid in a crack in the floor. It was appalling that Artruay would even consider that she would have anything to do with the likes of Turles. Her employer had profusely apologized but it still galled her.
"Talk about adding insult to injury" the azure-haired scientist muttered.
At least Atruay hadn't found out about the kiss. It hadn't been intentional on her part. She still felt guilty about her response. But seriously was it her fault that the Saiyan pirate just happened to be a very good kisser? One thing for sure, ChiChi would probably murder her in her sleep if she knew.
Bulma decided she'd better get to work. There was someone very important that Artruay wanted to impress. The work wasn't going to be done if she wasted her time and energy fuming over that obnoxious Saiyan.
'I hope ChiChi never finds out about us running into that pompous pirate at the bank' Bulma thought to herself.
She and Artruay agreed that it would only distress ChiChi needlessly.
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Gohan was trying to master the Kill Driver one of Turles's signature attacks but for the moment he was having little success.
"Enough! We'll attempt this during another session!" Turles growled.
The youthful warrior hung his head as he acknowledged his disappointing failure.
"It takes time, Brat. Get cleaned up" Turles ordered.
"E's gettin' soft wi' tha boy" Gartoas snorted.
"Mind your own business and concentrate on your training" Daiz cut in.
The Kardanagan muttered under his breath as he continued training.
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A wicked grin lit Zailora's face as she watched Daiz leave the training room's cleansing facility. Gartoas would be next in line. She burst into laughter as she imagined his reaction to the little adjustment she was going to make to the water temperature. Turles and Gohan NEVER used the training room's facility as they had such in their own quarters. So the annoying Kardanagan would be the only possible victim…..
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'I must be getting spoiled' Turles thought.
He couldn't stand the thought of another second in his sweaty clothing. The Kardanagan could wait. He was going to use the training room's cleansing facility first…
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At the ship's bridge, Zailora could hardly contain herself as she let Daiz in on her latest prank.
"Gartoas is going to think he's at King Cold's palace!" she giggled.
Just then Gartoas stomped into the bridge area.
"Blasted Turles took tha shower! "
Zailora's clapped her hands over her mouth and gasped in absolute horror.
She didn't have long to wait. They could hear the furious Saiyan pirate commander cursing on his way to the bridge.
"WHO THE HELL CHANGED THE WATER TEMPERATURE IN THE TRAINING ROOM?" Turles roared.
"Keep it up! At this rate he oughta be proposing by next week" Daiz chortled.
The dark green-haired female punched her fellow Kabochan in the ribs.
"I-I changed the temperature, Master Turles" Zailora said quietly.
Gohan held his breath as he sat at the controls. He wasn't quite sure what had happened he just knew Zailora was in trouble.
"Since you enjoy playing with water…." Turles began.
"When we land on Persiyis, you will entertain yourself by cleaning the ENTIRE interior of this ship with the exception of my personal quarters. Is that understood, Zailora?" the angry Saiyan demanded.
"Yes, Commander " Zailora said miserably as she kept her gaze on the floor at her feet.
After Turles left the bridge area, Gartoas turned to Zailora.
"Ya'd think e' wouldn' be sucha hothead after ya cooled im' off!"
Daiz grabbed Zailora as she tried to fling herself at Gartoas.
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Zailora made a point of keeping a bit of a distance from Turles.
"Good ta' see yer wisin' up" Gartoas declared.
"What are you getting at?"
"Master Turles. Ya don' wanna go afta that one. E's gotta harder heart than ya can imagine. Be keepin' yer distance" the burly Kardanagan advised.
"Hmph! What do you know?" the Kabochan woman huffed.
Zailora headed out to the hall where she passed Daiz.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Fine as I'm going to be I guess. Thanks for sneaking back and helping me clean up this place" the female pirate sighed.
"It's the sort of thing we gallant former princes do" Daiz chuckled.
He pushed back a loose strand of her hair and gave her right hand a gentle squeeze before walking away.
'Now what wasthat about?" Zailora wondered.
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