A/N: Thanks for the reviews. =) I tried to make this chapter quickly so I can put it up. I got positive feedback, which makes me want to write. I want to say this is an Epic Story if you haven't read, yet. Which means it will not be finished in one story, it will lead off into another. This first one will be manly on the gathering and relationship Kakorrot and ChiChi's relationship. The next will be on Bulma and Vegeta's, but it will be some time before I start on that one. I just want to let you know right off hand, so if you want to know the ending you're going to have to read the second one. Although it will manly have Bulma and Vegeta, ChiChi and Kakorrot will be in it. However, if it takes longer I will have another added to the story and it will be equal amongst the two couples.

Oh, yes. If you want to know if Kakorrot/Gokou is going to have this Vegeta kind of personality forever, no. He'll start to become are loveable Gokou, maybe in the ninth chapter or so. I had to write this chapter like this so, its like a ChiChi getting to know where she stands.

Disclaimer: Already stated in first chapter.

A/U

Chapter 2

Understanding

The sun poured into the small room of Kakorrot, awakening ChiChi from her peaceful sleep. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, and sat up white covers tumbling from around her small form she was confused. She had fell asleep upon the floor the previous night, she was positive because she had fallen asleep after she eat, and she didn't want to be anywhere near the Saya-Jin boy. She, however, now was in the bed- empty bed at that.

Her ears perked as she heard bangs from outside, and she pushed the covers off her body. She made the bed before following her ears outside to see the boy, hovering off the ground balls of fires shooting one after the other out of his hand and spiraling to the trees before him. She watched his movement closely, peering from the back door.

She retreated quickly behind the door as he halted his attacks at the tree and turned to look in her direction. She turned ready to walked to the kitchen when she felt a warm furry object wrap around her arm. A shiver ran through her body, she dared not to turn and look at who or what the object belongs, to.

" I'm hungry, I brought meat. Cook it," he command, he sounded tick.

She gulped not bothering to talk back like she dared to the previous night, he seemed off the end. She could only nod, and was relieved when the furry tail unraveled from her arm. He left quickly.

She hurried into the kitchen, nearly choking at the sight before her. Blood seeped from several scars upon the once live animal, and his skin covered in blood. Her face twisted with many different emotions, she was sickened to her stomach. She walked slowly to the animal's carcass, a knife laid by it. She reached for it, her hand clutching to the handle tightly.

Bam.

She winced as the knife came in contact with the deer's leg; more blood surface and she continued her assault. She let the knife fall limply from her hand onto the blood stained table, cringing, she walked over to the kitchen sink. She eyed the counter till she came across a white rag, and took it into her grasp, wet it, then cleaned the table best she could. She opened each bottom cabinet but found no pot.

She turned on the pipe and extends her hand letting the warm clean away dirt that clung to her hands, then dried them. She gathered the meat together in a stack in the middle of the table, before going to the fridge. She smiled as she found a glass; of a thick white substance she only hoped it was milk. She pulled it out, along with: carrots, and an exotic green bush that seem to resemble cabbage slightly. She placed a dish on the counter then the cabbage on top of them, and begun to cut.

Her mind was elsewhere as she begun to cut into the fruit, she was thinking of how she would make the food with no pots. She didn't want to ask. She chopped into the fresh green of the cabbage the knife slipped, scrapping against her skin. She quickly grasped her hand with the other squeezing a little below the wound, and brought it to her mouth. Fresh heated tears spilled down her cheeks as she wailed, pulling her finger from her mouth. She hurried over to the sink and turned on the warm water, and placed her finger in the midst of it.

After several minutes she pulled her finger away from the fountain, blood still seep from the wound. She cut herself badly, her finger bone was clear to the eye. She had torn pieces of her shirt and wrapped it around her finger. " Baka, ChiChi," she told herself.

The food was still uncooked, and she had searched long and hard till she finally found some pots. She had finished the morning meal, and sat out dishes full of food on the table. She walked quickly to the back door, her eyes catching gaze of the Saya-Jin. He intimidated her; she stayed silent hoping he would notice her like he did before.

" What do you want?" He asked, as he slowly brought himself back down to the hard of the land. He had finished his morning training ten minutes ago; he was only mediating before he would eat.

" I'm finished with the food," she replied, her hands clasping together behind her back. He landed upon the ground, and walked towards her then into the house to the kitchen. His stomach rumbled.

The sweet, exotic, smell filled the room. He was held in awe at the many different dishes made out of the deer. His mouth watered at the sight of the food, he quickly sat at the table and begun stuffing his face with many different dishes, which all tasted great.

ChiChi was both baffled and relieved that she had set a side a plate for herself, and grasped it and then took a seat before Kakorrot. They had no forks, so she had to force herself to eat with her hand something she wasn't fond of.

Kakorrot had finished quickly, and watched as ChiChi had begun on her food. He hadn't tasted food like that before; it sent his sense on fire, exotic. He was torn away from his thoughts of the food as his eyes caught sight of the cloth wrapped tightly around her finger. " What happened to your finger?"

ChiChi halted her eating and looked to Kakorrot then to her finger, she didn't need to answer. She drew her attention back to the food before her, and begun to eat again slowly.

Kakorrot was furious at her action; he brought his fist down upon the tabletop splitting in two. " Answer me."

She jumped, but not in time to save her self from the table collapsing scrapping against her leg and causing her to bleed. Her, hot, food spilled into her lap as well scalding her. She bit her lip trying to conceal the scream that wanted to make its way from her throat. Her back slumped against the chair back, and her hand balled into a fist all color draining from them.

Kakorrot felt guilt surge through his body as ChiChi helpless sat trying to conceal her pain. Even with the fact that she wasn't a Saya-Jin, she composed herself as one. " Answer me," he persisted to ask the question, he didn't want her to think she could disobey him, he had to be strong. He wanted her respect.

Tears betrayed her falling one after the other down her face, she stood to run for a way of water, but a tail coiled around her arm. She whimpered Kakorrot tightened his tail around her arm as he grabbed her wrist with a hand. " Tell me."

She looked away from him; she didn't want any man to look at her in a weak state. She was frightened as he moved them backwards, slowly beginning to corner her against the kitchen wall. Her voice caught into her throat but she managed to conjure up words, " Why do you care?"

Kakorrot froze he didn't care. He just wanted her to respect him. He wanted her to know she couldn't disobey him, and when he asked something she should comply. " I don't, however, I want to know."

ChiChi's form relaxed in his grasp as she felt the soft brushing of his tail, she laughed at the silly actions she took. She could have just said what he wanted and there would be no need for him to be angry, " I cut it, with a knife."

Kakorrot quickly pulled from her small form; he had got what he asked for. " I'm your owner, you are my slave. Next time comply when first asked, that is what you were purchased for, and your life will be easy if you did as asked, and told." He had only wanted respect, and was glad when it was received.

What Kakorrot said, reminded her of what she was now. It reminded her that she no longer gave the order, but received them. She was no longer a Princess, but a slave. She abhorred the reality of it, but she had to accept it if she wanted to live.

I'm nothing more then a mere slave now….

ChiBi Gokou: Hopefully you get more reviews. =)

Sorrows Tears: I know, the reviews I saw were great. = Not a lot. I'm sad about that.

ChiBi Vegeta: No one such review for shit like this. –Cross his arms- who would want to Read about Kakorrot and his Harpy?, Not I.

ChiBi Bulma: Oh, Vegeta. I totally agree someone with my beauty should be the last to come on, but not wait this LONG! – Clings to Vegeta-

ChiBi ChiChi: You both are just Jealous, I should kick your butts! – Glares, and stands next to Kakorrot. -

ChiBi Vegeta: I would kill you right off harpy so shut up.

ChiBi Gokou: You can't do that, I have to protect ChiChi. =) -Powers up. -

ChiBi Vegeta: -Powers up- Bring it on.

ChiBi Gokou: -Flies up looks to the reviewers. - Before we get this on, remember you all should be nice and reviews. That way I can become my old self again quicker. –Winks. -