Chapter Eight
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT WAS A SAIYAN?" King Yamma roared as he stamped his feet causing the remaining clouds to crumble and crack a little more.
"I think… it was prince Vegeta your majesty…." Stuttered the alien as he bowed to the giant red ogre king.
The alien in particular was the same one that had accompanied Yamcha to paralyse the Sayan Prince and bring him back to the king of the underworld.
He was the one, which darted away when Yamcha began to turn really nasty, judging by the destruction around him he dreaded to think what condition his friend might be in.
"Where has the human gone?" Yamma asked suddenly moderately worried, he too, could feel something wasn't quite right, he could still sense Buu's presence on Earth Goku was fighting him with all the energy he could muster.
Prince Vegeta was one of the only real possibilities, but even he would struggle to harness this much power Yamma didn't think the former heir was stupid enough to risk blowing up the entire solar system and himself, if it was him he must truly be knocked out after that blast.
"He was raping the beautiful blue haired woman in the house over there." Pointed the alien in the direction of the major destruction.
"WHAT! What blue haired woman?" Yamma hollered as he angrily stamped his feet again, this time it caused the remaining cloud they were standing on to give way.
"You mean the Sayan boy was raping an innocent girl! In the afterworld!!!!" roared King Yamma angrily as he continued to plummet, his weight pulling him down much faster than Scrotis.
"No, no, the guy with the scar you sent me with, Vegeta was out cold by the energy penetrator you issued us. "
They both fell for what seemed hours before they finally landed at the bottom of the underworld, it had been many years since Yamma had last visited 'home for infinite losers.'
He landed firmly on the ground, his little colleague on the other hand landed headfirst directly into a deep pool of blood.
"Now look what you made me do Scrotis! I don't want to think how long this is gonna take to repair!" yelled Yamma pointing up to the giant hole in the clouds and glaring over to the little dead alien.
Scrotis, the Cuie look-alike creature from outer space; swam to the bank of the blood lake; it felt so immoral he had always been such a good being when he was alive. This was the complete contrary to what he deserved, he should be honoured as a saint like Goku not swimming about in a pool of blood.
Back on his home planet Zarlosis he had saved millions of his fellow people from a huge energy wave, before then he had saved even more people and helped protect their planets from the huge threat of Freeza and his intergalactic terrorists.
"Now, forget everything else for now, absolutely everything. I DEMAND you to tell me everything which happened, every little detail let me build a picture in my mind." King Yamma ordered as he sat down onto the hard cold floor; it was turning into one of the most stressful days of his life.
He was one hundred percent positive this was going to take some time to sort out…
On the other side of HFIL"Dude! Lets play spin the bottle man" shouted out a Sayan called Jefar as he held up an empty glass bottle and waved it in the air to two other huge elite Sayans.
"I aint played that in years, I'm not a kid anymore now where did that barrel of scooch go? Someone's stolen it and I'm not makin anymore today."
"AW come on it'll be a laugh man!" yelled Jefar as he tried to catch the last droplets of alcohol from the empty bottle he was waving.
"Kid he said no, we're busy if you bother us again with that fucking empty bottle I'll smash it over your thick skull got that?." The other elite Sayan called out then added. "We're planning on kidnapping that fat little freak Freeza has been screwing, so go bother someone else GO."
Radditz looked up from the long thorns he was sitting in, and overheard the words 'spin the bottle' quickly he dumped the girl he had been making out with into the spiky plants and rushed over to the strange Sayan.
"I'll play, we can have a massive spin the bottle game get everyone together, every single Sayan down here!! How cools that!"
Jefar looked at the tall longhaired spiky man, he couldn't have been more than twenty-five when he died, and something looked awfully familiar about him.
Forgetting completely about the spin the bottle game he decided to ask some questions.
"Are you somehow interrelated with Turles?" asked Jefar curiously,
Radditz looked slightly surprised, "Turles, yeah sure he's my younger brother he had a twin called Kakkorot who killed Me." he said happily as he drunkenly grabbed the empty bottle from Jefars shocked hand.
"Your own brother slayed you?"
"Not exactly, I was one of the three survivors from the planet Vegetaseii." Radditz said proudly, holding the glass bottle out and waving it like a sword.
"Of course! Kakkorot killed his older brother, he was the Sayan living on Earth, I was talking to Bardock about it the other day. Turles doesn't talk about his brother much; he gets pretty emotional if you get what I mean…"
"Yeah, yeah dying wasn't as bad as I first thought heck it's more fun than being alive!"
"Isn't your brother the guy who fought Freeza and turned into the legendary one?"
"Yep that's my little brother! You know what, if I had the chance again I think I and he might even become mates; I forgive him and maybe he will excuse me for kidnapping that cry-baby brat."
Jefar nodded his head, and then decided to leave Radditz talking to himself, he honestly didn't expect the extremely long haired spiky man to be one of the three survivors, he looked just as ordinary as himself, nothing like prince Vegeta or Sergeant Nappa.
Hitler poured himself out another glass of wine, the bottle had almost gone already, and he still wasn't any closer to telling Freeza the truth about the used vibrator.
The Icejiin was the first to disturb the cold silence that had landed between the couple.
"You should really get rid of that pubic hair attached to your face." Lord Freeza said coldly as he drank the remnants of his glass and glared coldly at the short little German.
"Wha… no no, no, I cannot get rid of this, it not pubic hair it what I call moustache, it very manly." Hitler said in his strong accent proudly, his English was improving by the day; if only he could've spoken more English when he was alive it might have helped him win some wars.
"It is pubic hair, I want it gone today"
"Halt Freeza not even you can make me do that, your sex very good but my moustache is mine and it stays forever."
"Does it give you some sort of advantage like those stupid monkeys and their tails?" Freeza asked curiously.
Hitler began to blush.
"I like moustache… make me look like a villain."
Freeza smirked to himself, secretly he loved Adolph's little square moustache, it was definitely a one of a kind, he found it a really big turn on in the bed quarters, along with the snappy Germans extremely hairy chest.
He thought that by forcing the man to shave it off he might get the truth from him, change of tactics.
"Listen Adolf… to me you will always be the cruellest and most successful villain I have ever had the fortune of meeting… not to mention." Freeza paused then blushed; maybe it was the wine talking. "The most attractive."
Hitler beamed a smile, when he was alive he rarely was happy; he had once been quoted as the least humorous man on the Earth, he didn't like to joke about, even in all his portraits and interviews he was stern and serious.
Now in the presence of his new lover he for once truly felt happy, there was just one thing in the back of his mind bothering him… and he couldn't say… it was digging into him like a worm in some soil, it was getting deeper and deeper away from the sunlight.
"Listen my little earthling porn star, you realise you can tell me anything don't you?" Freeza said bleakly, he could see clearly that Hitler was still trying to hide something from him.
The short little German nodded his head in reply; he had his authentic slicked back hairstyle the same as when he was alive in the world wars; he was decked out in an old Nazi uniform he had found in a blood lake the day before spare the pointed battle hat, what had become of the wearer was unknown…
Hitler was never one to let stuff go to waste; it was the way he had been bought up by his parents in the old days.
"I always will tell you everything Freeza, you know that. Now I go find more wine then we talk about important stuff."
Meanwhile…
Vegeta handed Bulma one of the golden fruits growing on the huge tree outside King Yamma's office, when he had died before he had heard some rumours that the magical fruits had ancient powers and filled you up for months, he hoped it would help cure Bulma's constant pain.
They had walked away from the half-torn-down house and made it all the way to King Yamma's place without any trouble, Vegeta had carried Bulma in his arms most of the way and was careful to avoid the huge cracks in the clouds he had seemingly managed to form.
He was so transfixed on his wife's wellbeing he didn't notice he had powered back down to his normal self.
It was Bulma who pointed it out as she bit into the large golden fruit, the texture was crunchy and sweet, and it had to be the most pleasant piece of fruit she'd ever consumed.
"Have you noticed something Geta?"
Vegeta glared annoyingly at his wife, he hated it when she played games with him like this.
"Stop playing guessing games woman, yes I know I've half annihilated your present home," he snapped.
"Excuse me Princey! No that's not what I was getting at… your not super Sayan anymore."
Vegeta quickly flitted his eyes downwards and discovered she was true in what she was saying,
"How come… I didn't notice…."
"Perhaps your ultra supersayan thing was temporary?" she said as she dusted off the fresh organic piece of fruit.
Never in her entire life had she felt so full and content, the pain in her ribs had also started to disappear, with a little tender loving care she was sure she'd be fine.
"I…. I still have my tail."
This time it was Bulma to look down, she smirked just like her husbands trademark smirk.
"-I like it"
Vegeta returned the smirk; perverted thoughts began to enter his mind about what new tricks he could show her in the bedroom.
"Are you feeling any stronger?" Vegeta interrupted gently as he removed the naughty thoughts from his mind and gazed at his blue goddess.
Bulma nodded her head,
"I think so… Vegeta…. thanks again." Bulma whispered quietly as she leaned her weight against Vegeta's solid body. All she wanted to do now was have a good long sleep and cuddle up against her knight in Sayan armour.
They'd have plenty of time to talk about stuff later, now she needed rest the apple had made her feel like she'd eaten a six course meal.
Freeza sighed as he picked up the dusty old book from Hitler's bookcase, it looked as if it hadn't been read in decades, and was yellow with age.
"Mein Kampf" Freeza read aloud the title.
Curiously he opened up the first page, and began to read the beginning introduction, his eyes were glued to the contents as he scanned the page and noticed his lovers name mentioned several times, this ancient book he had discovered was like gold dust for it was Hitler's autobiography he wrote whilst alive on Earth in the wars.
Moving onto the bed clutching the book tightly, he slivered onto the cold stone mattress and began to read the long novel, hoping it would give him an insight into his sexual partner's history. Hitler would be back soon with the wine he didn't have much time maybe he could get the first chapter out of the way.
He needed to know what his short little Nazi bed slave was thinking, the book might even help him work out who the device might have been used on, in his cold heart he really began to hope Hitler had used it upon himself but something strong inside his mind almost knew that the sticky cum on the tip of the dildo was another persons.
Disclaimer: Hi there, I want to apologise for the delay it has taken me to update lots of my fanfics, I haven't had a writers block or anything nasty like that its just time has been squeezed a bit lately. I hope it was worth the wait my little reviewers I have already begun working on the next chapter ;0)
I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter, I put lots of work into it… Next chappie Yamma catches Vegeta! What will become of Yamcha? Maybe the Sayans will see him as a fellow Sayan without a tail??? Hmmm…. Will the Sayans ever get to play spin the bottle?
What secrets and stuff can come out of a crazy game like that…
Stay tuned and review! Lots of humour in the next chapter me thinks….
Oh of course a super big thanks to everybody who reviewed the last chapter! Thanks so much my little hunny bunnies I wuv you all!
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