Whispers in the Dark

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Vegeta returned to his prison. For far too long has he been trapped in this damn temple. He sat down in usual spot next to the sarcophagus. His mind was filled with so many thoughts. Most thoughts were about a certain blue-haired Earthling. The damn woman was so infuriating! Why could he not understand her? The Saiyan Prince took a deep breath. The thoughts in his mind slowly eased. From his last encounter with his minx, he knew she would stray from him. But she needed to learn her place. Vegeta did not wish for her to be totally obedient, he liked her fiery spirit, but she could not refuse him. He closed his eyes and focused on his ki. Feeling closer and closer to his goal kept the flame-haired male sane for the time being.

Kakarott entered the tomb of the temple. The pull of his people felt strongest here. He felt the same hatred for the being that cursed them as his prince did. Who did this guardian, Kami, think he is? The Saiyans are the most powerful race. Eventually they will break free from this wretched curse. Then the Earthlings will have to face the Saiyans' angry wrath that has accumulated for over a thousand years.

"Are you going to just stand there?" Vegeta yelled at his right hand man.

All horrid thoughts vanished from the taller Saiyan's mind. A grin appeared on his handsome face. The reason he was here made the Saiyan want to smile as wide as he could.

Vegeta opened his eyes. He waited a second for the other Saiyan to speak. The royal rolled his eyes. Although he highly respected Kakarott for his fighting and strategic skills, the monarch regarded the other Saiyan as a love-sick fool.

"I wanted to get your approval on something," the taller Saiyan responded.

The Saiyan Prince turned around. The other Saiyan had defiantly caught the his attention.

"What about?" he asked as he crossed his arms.

A blush graced the crazy-haired Saiyan's features. Vegeta raised an eyebrow at the sight. His curiosity was getting the better of him.

"Well it's about Chi Chi," Kakarott began.

The flame-haired male inwardly sighed. He should have known it would have been about the harpy.

"What about her?" the Saiyan Prince demanded an answer.

Now Kakarott chocked on his words. The thoughts made him so excited, but he had a pretty good idea how his prince would respond. He would the short Saiyan would say Chi Chi is a harpy and it would be a cruel punishment to be mated with her. The taller Saiyan inwardly rolled his eyes. His prince did like to rant.

"I want to make her my mate," Kakarott stated.

Vegeta's mouth dropped. He still did not understand what his fellow Saiyan saw in that annoying woman. But Vegeta would not refuse him. No, he was not that cruel to his race. And Kakarott has always been loyal to the younger monarch.

"Though I will never understand what you see in that Earthling, I give you my permission," the Saiyan prince caved.

Kakarott's face lit up. He was so ecstatic. He could have Chi Chi all to himself now. There was nothing keeping them apart any longer. The tall Saiyan couldn't wait to see his dark-haired human now. He bowed respectfully in front of the other being with him.

"Thank you sire," he spoke with high regards.

Vegeta inclined his head. Another added bonus was that Kakarott would be even more powerful when they would be free from this prison. Vegeta really had nothing to complain about.

"Go," he ordered.

Kakarott rose from his bow. He was about to leave, but something stopped him. He looked to his prince once more.

"Vegeta why are you doing this to Bulma?" he asked curiously.

The shorter Saiyan's eyes narrowed. He did not like to discuss any matters concerning his blue-haired enigma.

"To test her loyalty. I want to choose nothing else but the bond," Vegeta answered.

Kakarott knew his prince did not wish to discuss the matter any further. He sighed and quickly vanished. When the other Saiyan was gone, Vegeta crossed his arms. Everything in his being was craving Bulma, but Vegeta stopped himself. He was the strong one.

Piccolo had returned to his favorite spot in the forest after visiting his counterpart, Kami. He trained vigorously. He wanted to be ready if he had to face the Saiyans. Currently, the powerful warrior was sparring with himself (he split himself). It was a usual training technique that he preferred. He constantly found errors and weak points to correct.

The Namekian fell to the ground when his two halves shot a ki blast at one another, at the same time. The two halves became a whole. Piccolo stood back up. He was panting heavily with sweat beating down his face. Yet what is it enough? His body ached all over, and he could barely stand up straight. Will he be able to make a stand against the Saiyans? No, he couldn't doubt himself, not now. His mind should be focused on his training. Piccolo took a deep breath and resumed his training. There was no time to waste.

A/N:

Well what did you think?

So Kakarott wants Chi Chi as his mate, will she feel the same way? And who will cave first: Bulma or Vegeta?

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