Warning: Language and crude humor!

Facing the Future

Chapter 6

This was not what I pictured coming to this world would be like! Athea sighed, grunting a little as she struggled with the weight of the armor in her arms. It plunked on the floor, and she let out a frustrated growl. She looked up at the sound of a door slamming somewhere in the house, biting her lip as she listened. A sigh of relief escaped her when no massive saiyan burst in on her, and picked up the armor again. She wrapped her arms up under the shoulders, stumbling a little as she tried to open the door, her fingers barely grasping the metal knob. The object in her arms slipped, falling with the way of gravity and slamming onto her left foot. She yelped, biting back a few curse words as she grabbed her foot, hopping around for a moment to alleviate the pain.

She finally stopped, rubbing her foot while she glared at the offending armor, reaching over and kicking it. The damn thing didn't even move. Athea grunted, putting her hands on her hips with a sigh. She unconsciously flexed her toes in her shoes, checking to make sure none were broken. She reached over and opened the door, stepping into the back hallway. She left the door to the laundry room open, grabbing the armor once more and practically dragging it to the room down the hall, where the large saiyan stored his uniform when not in use.

Athea paused for a moment, before gathering her strength and heaving the armor onto the small chair in the room. If he wants it on the mannequin, he can do it himself! Brushing her hands off, she closed the door behind her, making her way back to the laundry room to get the finished load. She had been a little surprised to learn that Raditz had a washer and dryer, seeing as how she couldn't see the man doing anything remotely domestic. She finally figured, after puzzling about it for awhile, that he must have other woman come do his laundry. Now that he had her, apparently, he didn't need the others' services. She silently cursed him as she grabbed the laundry in her arms, not caring as some towels fell onto the floor as she stepped back, dumping the load onto the table.

She resisted the urge to bang her head against the wall at the sight of the amount of sheets and towels. Why would a single man need that many damn sheets!? Athea stared at the pile for a moment before groaning softly and getting to work. She put the sheets in the hallway closet, returning once more to grab the towels. A sigh escaped as she bent over to grab the ones on the floor, quickly adding those to the pile and making her way towards the bathroom, the mound of towels almost blocking her view. Her mind traveled, thinking of her parents and home as she opened the door, opening the built in closet in the bathroom and practically shoving the towels inside. The doors closed with a loud click, bringing her out of her musings.

Athea blinked, suddenly realizing the bathroom was full of steam, the sound of water running reaching her ears. Oh Crap! She gulped, slowly turning her head towards the sound of the shower running. Her eyes widened as her throat closed. A silent choking sound escaped her.

The saiyan she had been silently cursing for the past hour was standing before her, the shower door slightly obscuring his naked body as he let the water run down him in rivets. Athea could feel her face flush, but she couldn't tear her gaze away, watching as he reached up and ran his hands slowly down his mane of hair, water dripping off his elbows. She almost swallowed her tongue at the sight of his physique, the muscles along his body bunching and contracting with every movement. She swallowed, mesmerized as he slowly turned, his back turning towards her as he rinsed his hair. Athea could feel her face burning, finally shifting her eyes away as he turned again, his chest coming into view. This is wrong! You shouldn't be standing here gawking at the man! Leave, before he sees you! She swallowed, glancing back at the saiyan in the shower. Her eyes traveled on their own accord, moving over his chest and abdominal muscles. She felt her mouth water. Damn the man's fit! Her eyes slowly traced the trail of hair on his stomach, hesitating for a moment before moving lower. She bit back a gasp. She saw him move, and her eyes shot up.

Athea's eyes widened in horror, realizing he had caught her ogling him. She met the smirking man's eyes, watching as he ran a hand over his hair again, holding her gaze as he reached over and turned the shower off. Athea was rooted to the spot, her eyes not moving no lower than his chin, a little apprehensive about what he would possible do to her for staring at him. She took a step back as he opened the shower door, not even bothering to ring the water out of his mane of hair.

Her back hit the wall, her eyes never leaving the large man in front of her. Raditz had a small smirk on his face, his eyes narrowed. Athea watched as he reached over without taking his eyes off her and grabbed a towel, tying it loosely over his hips. She finally tore her gaze away, her face burning with mortification. She jerked her head up at the sound of movement. Raditz took another step towards her, crowding her personal space before she could even move. She gulped as he laid a hand against the wall beside her head, leaning forward a little.

"What's the matter girl?" he growled, his eyes full of dark amusement. "Never seen a man before?"

Athea fiercely shook her head, swallowing at the look the saiyan was giving her. A small gasp escaped when he moved closer, his body mere inches from hers. Her eyes widened as he swooped down. She closed her eyes, tensing a little. She jumped a moment later as his breath fanned her ear.

"That's right," Raditz whispered, his voice low. "My brother is a young cub."

A shuddered breath left Athea's lips, sounding more like a sigh. She peaked out from under her lashes, and quickly closed them again. The saiyan's bare neck and shoulders were almost pushed up against her, his hair falling forward a little to brush the side of her face. Her hands clenched at her sides, resisting the urge to reach up and touch it. She had been curious this whole time, wandering what his hair would feel like, what sort of texture it had. Athea wasn't brave enough to find out. She opened her eyes again, watching as Raditz finally moved back, a dark chuckle coming out of him at the flush on her cheeks. She bit her lip, sliding her gaze away and folding her arms.

"I wouldn't know what Goku's body looks like," Athea stated, feeling her face go a shade deeper. "I told you," she paused, meeting the tall saiyans' eyes. "I'm not your brothers' mate."

Raditz studied her for a moment, crossing his arms over his massive chest. She turned her head away when the towel slipped a little, revealing more of his hip. She heard him snort, a few minutes later heard him move to the other side of the bathroom, listening to the wet plop as his feet smacked against the tile. She chanced a glance back at the man, only to gasp and turn fully away when he let the towel drop. Athea heard his dark chuckle, the rustling of clothes filling the air as he pulled them on.

"You're still expecting me to believe that you have no relationship with Kakkarot?" Raditz scoffed, his tone clearly indicating he still did not believe her.

Athea peeked over her shoulder, meeting his eyes when she saw that he was finally dressed. She let him study her, his face showing obvious disdain. She turned away from him, her gaze going to the wall in front of her as she crossed her arms.

"No," she finally said, trying to convince the man once more. "I am not Goku's mate."

It was silent in the bathroom after that, and she bit her lip, wandering why the man was so quiet. She jumped when hands settled heavily onto her shoulders. Her body tensed, gulping as she felt his breath on the side of her neck.

"Well then," he whispered, his low voice sending a shiver through her. "I guess there's no use for you...now is there?"

Athea's eyes widened, and she sucked in a breath. Her mouth went dry and her hands balled into fists at her sides. A sliver of fear went down her spine as his hands slowly moved from her shoulders', rubbing slowly down her arms.

There was a loud knock at the front door.

The hands on her stopped, tightening for a moment before moving away. A second later the large saiyan came around her, flinging the door open and disappearing through. A soft cry came out of Athea when Raditz disappeared, her legs giving out as she sunk to the floor. She clenched her hands when she noticed them shaking, swallowing with difficulty. Was he about to kill me!? Her body shook at the thought, listening to the man converse with someone else in another part of the house. The sound of someone walking towards the bathroom had her scampering to her feet, trying not to show the fear that had her quaking in her shoes.

Raditz came back through the door, not even pausing as he passed the door, a moment later the sound of him rummaging through drawers reached her ears. She slowly walked towards the doorway, listening as she stared at the doorway leading to his room. Raditz came back out holding something in his hand, not even looking at her as he passed, ignoring it when she took a step back. Athea stared at his back for a moment before she realized he was holding a scouter, his hand clenched tightly around it.

Slightly puzzled, she slowly stepped into the hallway, creeping as silently as she could towards the front of the house. She could hear low voices as she got closer to the living room, stopping at the end of the wall, pressing her back to the wall as she listened.

"I don't know how!"

She recognized the voice. It was the man that came over a few weeks ago. Nappa. She heard the rustling of clothes as they moved around the room, and she peeked around the corner. Raditz was facing the window on the other side of the room, his arms crossed and his tail flicking behind him. Nappa was standing behind him, his arms crossed as well, his feet shoulder width apart. His tail was wrapped tightly around him. She could see a muscle jumping in his cheek. She jerked back when Raditz turned, biting her lip.

"How the fuck is my brother alive! I saw him die, felt it! His damn body fell on top of mine after all," the saiyan growled, his voice shadowed with fury.

"So you're wanting to go?" Nappa asked, hope appearing in his voice as he asked the question. Apparently he was looking for a little adventure.

Athea furrowed her brows, wandering exactly what they were talking about. She knew Goku got wished back, but where the hell were they planning on going!? She focused on their voices once more, her fingers tapping the wall behind her in agitation. What are those two up too!?

"Finally!" She heard Nappa say loudly, relief apparent in his voice. "We get to get off this planet, been awhile since we went on a mission. Well...," Athea could hear the sneer in the tall saiyan's tone. "YOU had some fun all by yourself, you little bastard!"

She listened to them chuckle a little, before they started discussing their mission.

"Where are they headed again?" Raditz asked, and she could hear his voice clearly, as if he had moved closer to where she was.

"Some mudball called Namek, in quadrant K468," Nappa explained, clearly bored with this part of the discussion.

"Good," she heard Raditz say, before a tail shot around the corner and grabbed her arm. A gasp escaped her as she was jerked forward, coming within inches of her used to be favorite saiyan. Raditz grinned down at her, his eyes shining with contempt. "And you'll be coming with me little girl. After all," he paused, his grin turning into a sneer. "I'll need something to occupy my time on the way there."

Athea gulped as both saiyans laughed.

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She glanced around the small room, biting her lip as her hands clasped together. Her gaze went to the floor when the saiyan across the room looked over, feeling his glare from where she sat. It wasn't a large room after all. It wasn't even a medium room! Just big enough for a bed, a dresser, and a chair sitting against the opposite wall. Athea licked her lips in nervousness, listening as Raditz rummaged through one of his bags. She didn't know what he was looking for, didn't ask, didn't want to know.

They've been floating in space now for a week, having actually acquired one of the prince's much bigger ships. He had came after all, and said something about not wanting some idiot third class soldiers "fucking it up." Athea hadn't said a word to the man, trying to ignore his sneer when Raditz had shown up with her, his tail wrapped firmly around her waist. He had immediately explained her presence as a "bargaining chip", even though she had thought she made it clear that she wasn't anything important to Goku. Maybe Raditz just wanted some company?

She glanced over at the massive saiyan.

"What the fuck are you staring at!?"

Athea quickly looked away. Maybe not. She stared at the floor, wandering what the heck she was supposed to do for the three months they were floating in space, or rather, traveling in space. When she had asked the man across from her why they weren't moving, he had sneered at her, muttering under his breath about stupid weak humans. She had tuned him out once he started spatting about her species and how they were going to fall to his hand. Whatever. She didn't want to believe he would do something like that. A shiver went down Athea's spine as she realized that she was on a ship...with three grown men...and all of them appeared to be cold blooded killers. Oh God! She gulped, sliding further on the bed to get away from one of the men currently standing in her room. Correction, she was in his room, which he had insisted on as soon as they boarded, wanting to keep a close eye on her. When she had pointed out that there was only one bed, the man had looked at her with a gleam in his eyes, his lip curling in a dark sneer.

"We could always share," he suggested in a low voice, a smirk appearing on his face when she had scrambled away from him, resisting the urge to cross her legs in an attempt to keep anything from touching her. She was only eighteen...she paused, her brows furrowing a little. No, she was nineteen now, her birthday having slipped past her in the weeks since she had landed on planet Vegetasei.

Still...she wasn't ready for anything like that. She had never dated back home, and the thought of the large saiyan touching her...she shivered, her mouth going dry as her stomach muscles quivered. Although she had liked the man on the show, he was very different than what she had imagined in real life. The saiyan was more crude, more vulgar, and much more intimidating than she had ever imagined. Nappa, surprisingly, was exactly how she thought he would be. Surly, rude, upfront, and made a point of being just plain disgusting...even for a guy. She had stayed clear of him ever since he had let one rip, choking them all as they had sat down to eat. The prince had snarled something in saiya-jin, jumping up and stalking out of the room. Later she had seen Nappa, black eye swollen shut, a massive bruise on his jaw, his lip twice as big from swelling. He had been limping slightly as well. She had figured they had sparred, or Vegeta had just beat the crap out of him.

Athea felt a shudder go through her at the thought of the prince. Now that was one man she did not want to ever go up against, his aura giving off such dark waves that even she could feel it, and she was just a pathetic human (Raditz' words, not hers). She avoided eye contact with the saiyan prince, having stared into those dark, obsidian coal black eyes just once. And once was enough. Her body shook a little at the memory, feeling her body react the same way as if he was standing here in front of her once more, glaring down at her. Her blood felt as if it congealed in her veins, her heart beating hard against her chest, slivers of terror running down her spine. The man was more terrifying in real life than portrayed in the series at home. She swallowed, fighting back the sudden urge to bolt.

Raditz finally left, snapping at her to keep her ass put until he said otherwise. Athea sighed, leaning back against the wall. It was like that every time, as if he expected her to actually be able to get away. In the dead of space. Laughable. She had no knowledge of space craft, didn't really know her way around the ship. Shoot! She would probably run into the man trying to get away from him! She snorted at the thought, shaking her head with a sigh before laying on the bed, having nothing else to do but nap. These men didn't believe in reading, because she had looked. There wasn't anything remotely resembling a book on this entire ship. There were no games, which wouldn't help her anyways. She couldn't see any of them sitting down to a game of monopoly or MadGab! So the only thing she really had to do was daydream, letting her mind wander to thoughts of her parents, her classmates, even though she didn't really like any of them. Still, thinking about them was much better than staring at the wall, slowly going mad from boredom. Hell! He wouldn't even let her go up deck, just to see a full view of space! The little port hole in the wall in the room didn't really give her an idea of the scope of what surrounded them, the idea of what space would look like. All she could see out her window was tiny space rocks and what looked like dust.

Athea sighed, closing her eyes as her mind slowly shut down, drifting off to sleep, not even rousing when the whoosh of the door opening barely penetrated through the haze of sleep as she sank under.

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Raditz stood beside the bed, watching the slight woman currently taking up residence there. She was sleeping on her side, one hand curled under her chin, the other one underneath the pillow supporting her head. His gaze raked over her, a frown on his face. She really was nothing more than a girl, having been able to sense certain things once his contempt for her being his brothers mate had passed. Like the fact that she was untouched, that in her eyes, she was still a child, that no matter how much he wanted to believe that she was lying about not being intimate with Kakkarot...she wasn't. He watched her hair fan away from her face as she let slow breathes out, her face soft in sleep. Raditz clenched his hands at his sides, resisting the urge to reach out and touch the mane of dark tresses flowing behind her.

He snarled softly, gritting his teeth as he glared at the only one who he could blame for this abrupt urge to touch her, to not want to cause her harm, to keep her as far away from his companions as possible. To blame her for the voice in his head screaming at him that she was his, demanding he claim his territory before someone else comes along and nabs her. He ignored all of it, distancing himself from the girl before he made a mistake and followed the little voice in his head whispering for him to just do it, and damn the consequences. Raditz felt his body harden, whispering a few curses as he suddenly turned away, grabbing his training gear from the chair, slamming his hand against the button to open the door, telling himself he didn't care if it woke the brat up. 'She shouldn't be sleeping anyway' he muttered to himself, his teeth grinding together as he stomped down the ships hall. He reached the training room one floor below, noticing in the small round window that Nappa was already there, doing a series of warm-up exercises before starting his kata. Raditz entered without a word, the black storm brewing in him obviously noticeable as the larger man sneered at him.

"Someone giving you blue balls!" Nappa asked, barking with laughter when Raditz snarled at him, quickly changing and joining the bald saiyan on the mat.

"Shut the fuck up Nappa!" Raditz snapped, his teeth actually aching from the intense grinding he was putting them through, listening to the bald man snort with merriment, actually folding in half as he amused himself at the long haired saiyans expense.

Raditz let out another snarl as he launched himself at the other man, fury driving him to the point where he actually knocked Nappa to the mat, the man not moving for several minutes. He crossed his arms, his tail slashing behind him in anger as he watched his comrade struggle to his feet, a groan coming out of the large saiyan as he put a hand to his side, wheezing a little. Raditz took no joy in this like he usually would, waiting for the man to get his bearings for him to beat the shit out of him again. He was majorly pissed. At Nappa, for his fucking rude gestures and sniggering comments. At Vegeta, for not shutting the bald man up when he had first started his little fun, but encouraged it, laughing along with him. At the girl, for not being who he thought she was, for realizing that she was available for the taking. For noticing that she wasn't ready for anything like that, if ever, from him. His lip curled a little, his incisors showing. For her being so damn fucking beautiful that his stomach had flipped the first time he had seen her, a sinking sensation appearing in his chest when he had thought she was his brothers' mate. For letting him think there was a little hope that he had a chance when he had finally realized that she wasn't Kakkarots' mate. She wasn't anyone's!

He watched Nappa get to his feet, swooping down and driving his foot into the man's chest, listening dispassionately as the bald saiyan smacked the wall, a grunt passing his lips.

"Damn Raditz!" Nappa choked out, holding his chest, where his sternum is located. "What the fuck man! I was just having a little fun! You used to do it all the time when my mate was alive!"

The saiyan in question turned his back on the other man in the room, marching over to his things and jerking them off the floor, stalking to the portal door. He didn't pause as Nappa yelled after him, asking where his pansy ass was going. Raditz suddenly paused, burying his fist into the wall. He immediately regretted it, knowing the prince was going to shove his boot up his ass once he sees it. Literally. He groaned, wiping a hand down his face, a mix between a sigh and a growl coming from his throat. He was fucked all the way around. He rubbed the back of his neck, underneath the heavy mass of hair. He leaned against the wall for a moment before straightening, pivoting on the balls of his feet and stomping back towards the training room.

Nappa looked up with a smirk when Raditz appeared once more, not saying anything this time as the long haired saiyan threw his things aside and automatically launched himself at the bald warrior. A satisfied smile appeared on Nappa's face at the look on the other mans' features, knowing he was going to get a good work out from him...for once. He grunted. Maybe the woman should give him blue balls more often!

Raditz went at Nappa fiercely, sending a barrage of punches and kicks towards his sparring partner as he tried to ignore the knowledge of the young woman one level up, asleep in his bed, unaware of the turmoil coursing through him these past few days. He had made sure he was rude to her, direct and to the point so that she wouldn't know anything about his want for her, the desire to slam her against the wall and have his way with her. The large possibility of permanently hurting her or killing her stopped him. He didn't want to murder the damn woman!

He increased his speed, trying to block out thoughts of the virgin filling his mind, filling his senses with her scent, watching how timid she becomes around him. Raditz snarled in outrage, sending a right hook towards Nappa's head, only to have the saiyan duck with ease, burying his own fist in Raditz' kidneys. He groaned, taking a deep breath through the pain as he retaliated, his fist smacking baldy straight in the nose, listening to the crunch of cartilage, ignoring the man's shouts as he swung his knee, planting it in the older man's gut. He let Nappa float away from him, a hand holding his nose as if to stop the flow of blood running down his face. Raditz smirked, his incisors showing as he sent a dark smile to his opponent, before rushing forward, engaging the man in another intense sparring match.

They both landed hard on the mat hours later, breathing heavily. The stench of blood was in the air, the coppery taste coating Raditz' tongue and burning his throat. It seeped out of a gash on his forehead, a bone splitting skin on his lower leg, pain sizzling up his thigh as he moved it. Nappa was in similar condition, his lower right arm broke and hanging, a deep contusion running down his thigh. Raditz closed his eyes, letting a sigh out. The spar had been just what he needed, blanking out his mind and getting a lot of frustration off his chest.

They both looked up when the door opened, the prince strolling through. Raditz watched him eye them, lying there bloody on the mat. The prince's lip curled slightly before he spoke.

"I see you're both finished," he stated, slowly walking forward, his arms crossed.

Raditz and Nappa both swallowed at the look in the prince's eyes, his tail swinging slowly behind him.

"Now that your done with your little spat, I'd like to know which one of you put a hole in my ship," he stated softly, his eyes boring into both men.

Raditz gulped, chancing a glance over at Nappa. He had a frown on his face, his eyes slightly shadowed, almost as if he felt sorry for the long haired saiyan. Raditz shook his head, clearing his thoughts of that ridiculous notion. He slowly got up as best he could, careful not to put too much pressure on his injured leg, hoping he could make it to the regeneration tank soon before the wound tried to heal on its own. He heard Nappa slowly gain his feet as well, taking a step away from him.

His head smacked the wall behind him a moment later, his vision blurring slightly as the prince advanced, casually walking up to him as if he was taking a stroll through a park. He gasped for air seconds later, Vegeta's hand buried to his elbow in his stomach. He fell to his knees a moment later as the prince stepped back, being rolled over a minute later by a boot in his side. He groaned, staring up at the blurry outline of his prince hovering over him. He winced as Vegeta's face got closer, the man's features impassive as he stared down at him. A sneer crossed the princes' face before he snarled.

"Just because you can't fuck the girl doesn't mean you damage what is mine," Vegeta said softly, a small shiver going down Raditz' spine. He fought blackness, feeling his prince move closer. "As payback," Vegeta whispered, making Raditz swallow. "I'm going to damage something of yours," he stated. Raditz eyes widened, a snarl ripping from his throat as his thoughts went to the girl in his room, her spine or neck easily snapping underneath Vegeta's fingers. A feral growl ripped from his throat as he tried to get up, the fist flying towards his face stopping him as he sank back onto the mat, sinking into oblivion.

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Vegeta stood slowly, narrowing his eyes down at the unconscious saiyan. His lip curled a little, remembering the wild look in the third classes eyes as he spoke. He looked over at Nappa, studying the man for a moment before looking back down at the warrior at his feet. He nudged him in his side, crossing his arms.

"What the fuck was that about?" he snapped, a deep frown marring his face. He looked over as the older man stayed silent.

Nappa's brows were narrowed, his eyes studying the younger saiyan for a moment before meeting the prince's eyes. He crossed his own arms, a muscle jumping in his cheek.

"I believe," he paused, slowly making his way over towards the trio, stopping at Raditz' head and shaking his own. "He thought you were talking about the girl," Nappa stated, a frown appearing on his face as he studied the saiyan on the floor.

"Feh!" Vegeta spat, a sound of disgust erupting from him as he moved away. "I'm not going to touch the brat," he stated, glancing over his shoulder at Raditz, his lip curling a little. "Get his ass up and put him in the tank," Vegeta commanded, watching with an impassive expression as Nappa bent forward, ignoring the wince of pain that came from the man as he hoisted Raditz' large body onto his shoulder.

"And Nappa," the prince waited for the taller man to look at him, "Don't let him know that I didn't touch her," a malevolent smile appeared on his face. "Let him stew about it until he finds out for himself," he commanded, waiting for Nappa to nod before turning, not looking back as he exited the training room, leading the way to the med ward that housed the regeneration tanks.

He didn't offer to help as Nappa shoved the long haired saiyan into one, being none too gentle as he slapped the mask onto the man's face, wheezing a little himself. The bald saiyan climbed into the other one, not saying a word, knowing from experience that Vegeta will start both of them up and leave them to heal on their own. He avoided the princes' gaze, still a little embarrassed with how close the third class saiyan had come to beating the shit out of him. He was a first class! How the hell did Raditz get the upper hand so much!? His brows furrowed a little, deciding to ponder about it later.

His eyes met the prince's briefly when the man looked up, quickly sliding his gaze away to hide some of his embarrassment. He met the prince's eyes when his gurgled voice reached his ears, feeling his face heat in shame at his prince seeing him almost beaten. Vegeta's eyes were serious as they bore into his, making him slightly uncomfortable, but he didn't look away.

"What the hell is his problem?" The prince asked, his eyes shifting slightly to the right to glance at Raditz before returning back to him.

Nappa thought about the little human in one of the rooms' above, not really having the words to describe everything he had seen these past few days. Things he hadn't realized would affect the younger saiyan. So he put it in terms he knew the prince would understand.

"Blue balls."

The prince barked with laughter, turning away and quickly exiting the med ward. Nappa could hear his second round of mirth down the hall, feeling a small smile appear on his own face. He closed his eyes, letting the meds administered in the jell take affect. He realized something before he finally drifted off.

It had been years since he'd heard the prince genuinely laugh.

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Athea didn't know what was going on, but something was up. They have been out in space for going on three weeks, and within the last two, the men have all been acting weird. Especially around her! Raditz had come barreling into the room, waking her from a sound sleep two weeks ago, snapping her out of bed and sniffing her neck. She hadn't known what he was doing, and had stood there, terrified he was going to force her or beat her. He hadn't done any of those things, just let out a sound of disgust and stalked out, the door seeming to slam shut as it lowered behind him. It had been even more confusing when she had waken up from her nap hours before that happened, only to meet the cold black eyes of the prince. He had glared down at her, a small smirk appearing on his face as she tried to scramble away from him. He had grabbed her chin, holding her in place as he bent down, amusement appearing in his eyes. Athea had been terrified!

The prince hadn't said anything, just slowly removed his glove from his other hand and wrapped it around her neck. Athea had to resist the urge to struggle, knowing he could snap her neck like a twig. Her body had shuddered in terror, certain he was going to do something to her. But he didn't, just chuckled darkly at the look in her eyes before moving away, casually pulling his glove back on as he left the chamber, not looking back.

Now they were all acting weird. Nappa would snigger whenever she would pass, amusement on his face, a sneer crossing his lips. Raditz would glare at her, more so than usual, his mouth curling slightly every time, showing his canines. That made Athea want to bolt for the nearest exit, if only to get away from the madness seeming to slowly descend on its occupants. And the prince! He was the most puzzling. After the episode in her room, he had avoided her the rest of the day...until Raditz showed up again. Whenever the long haired saiyan was in the vicinity, Vegeta would leer at her, his eyes heavy lidded, a secretive smile on his face, although Athea had no clue what he was being secretive about. She tried to avoid them, but it was like they sought her out, seeming for their own amusement. She could tell Nappa thought it was hilarious, barking with laughter and holding his gut, sometimes letting farts out that he couldn't contain. Her nose wrinkled at the thought, biting her lip as she peeked around the corner. She sighed with relief, quickly making her way towards the shower, crossing her fingers that she didn't run into any of the crazy saiyans inhabiting the ship with her.

"What are you up to girly!"

Athea froze, a small groan coming out of her as she turned, resisting the urge to wrinkle her nose as Nappa walked up to her, a large grin on his face. She took a step back, noticing the teasing glint in his eye. She'd come to find out that that was never good.

"Nothing," she said quietly, a squeak coming out of her as he suddenly bent down, his face mere inches from her own.

"What did you say," he murmured, a smirk gracing his lips as she swallowed, trying to take a step to the side without him noticing. His arm shot out, stopping her.

Athea gulped, absently wandering if space and being confined to a ship made saiyans just a little crazy. "I said nothing," she said again, her gaze sliding away as he straightened. She tried to back away from the close proximity of the bald saiyan, but her back was against the wall. Literally, she had nowhere to go. She crossed her arms, her foot shuffling as they stood in silence, her wandering what he wanted in the first place. Or if he was just as bored as she was, and trying to fill it with some sort of interaction.

A gasp came out of her a moment later, her gaze shooting to his as her eyes went round. Nappa took a step towards her, crowding her personal space just as Raditz appeared from around the corner. A breath of relief left her, and she relaxed slightly, hoping the long-haired saiyan would 'save' her from his mammoth comrade. Imagine her surprise when he sent her a dark look, his lip curling slightly before he passed, not sparing them another glance. Athea stared wide-eyed at the man's back until he went around the corner, disappearing from her view. She swallowed, jumping slightly as Nappa suddenly chuckled, sniggering a little as he turned, going the opposite direction as the younger saiyan. Athea's head swiveled back and forth, wandering exactly what just happened. She was studying the spot Raditz disappeared to when he came back around the corner, not even acknowledging her. Athea swallowed, taking a deep breath, trying to gather her courage.

"Raditz," she began, only to be cut off by his animalistic growl, the sound making her hair stand on end. She quickly backed away from him, even though he was already heading away from her. She stared after him, resisting the urge to bang her head against the wall in frustration. What the hell was going on!? Raditz was madder than hell, Nappa thought everything she did was godawful funny, and Vegeta acted as if they had some secret between them. But the only secret she had kept from Raditz was when she had woken up and Vegeta had been there in the room, slowly terrifying her to death as he wrapped a hand around her throat, only to practically laugh in amusement before he left, her body unharmed. Athea bit her lip. Was that what Raditz was pissed about? That she didn't tell him the prince was in his room? She knew the saiyans liked their privacy, but she thought the long-haired man was going a little overboard, especially since he was aiming his anger at her!

She gulped. Was he so mad because she had 'let' Vegeta in the room, although how the hell she was supposed to stop a saiyan, she didn't know. Athea sighed, putting the thought of a halfway relaxing shower out of her mind and made her way through the ship, intent on finding the stubborn saiyan she "shared" a room with.

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Raditz leaned against the wall in his room, his hand balled into a fist against the metal. He knew better than to damage the interior, even though he wanted to so bad so many times these past few weeks, he's surprised he hasn't went ahead and did it, and damn the consequences. He glared out the small round window, not really seeing what was in front of him as he clenched his jaw, thinking of what he'd witnessed earlier. His free hand balled into a tight fist, wanting to plant it in Nappa's fucking smirking face, his muscles quivering with the strain of holding himself back from flying from the room, making a fool of himself all over again. Raditz' face darkened. Yes, he made a fool of himself in front of his prince. And for what? A woman that apparently lifted her skirts for any randy warrior that comes along!? His arm flew back, stopping himself mere inches form burying his fist through the wall. A snarl left him as he pushed off the wall, pacing rapidly back and forth, his tail jerking in fury behind him. If she'd give herself away so freely, then why shouldn't he just take what he wanted, and fuck whatever comes afterward!? He felt his jaw harden at the thought, his eyes narrowing to slits. Why the fuck would she willingly give herself to the prince and Nappa, but not him!? He's the one that's been taking care of her this whole time! He's the one providing the clothes on her back! The food in her belly!

Raditz felt his groin tighten at the thought of Athea on her back, willing and waiting for him. He groaned, cursing a blue streak and pausing in the middle of the room. He took two steps, reaching the wall and banging his forehead against it, repeating the process until all he heard was a ringing in his ears. He let out a sigh of frustration, gritting his teeth as he thought of a cold shower. Raditz nodded his head. Yeah, a cold shower will shrivel him right up, and he won't have to worry about embarrassing himself whenever that bitch was around. He reached for one of the clean towels on the chair, his head jerking up as the door to his chamber slid open. He felt a snarl rip from his throat as he caught sight of the object of his desire and fury standing in the doorway. He ignored the widening of her eyes, fear appearing in those green orbs as he grabbed her by the front of her shirt, yanking her into the room.

Raditz half heard the door slid shut as he pushed her against the wall, his hand wrapped around her throat. He let another snarl out, watching in furious satisfaction as her skin went ashen, her eyes pleading with him not to hurt her. Raditz felt his body react to her pressed against him, biting back a moan as he glared down at her, holding her gaze.

"What the fuck do you want!" he growled, feeling her shiver underneath his touch. His hand moved on its own, cupping the back of her neck and letting his fingers slid through her hair. Raditz made a conscious effort to breathe through his mouth, not wanting to strengthen his desire by inhaling her scent. He heard her swallow, waiting for her to voice what she wanted.

"Me and Nappa-"

"I don't want to fucking here about it!" Raditz snapped, his hand tightening around her hair, ignoring her small cry of pain. He moved closer to her, raking his gaze over her before his face darkened. His lip curled slightly, showing one gleaming incisor, not acknowledging the shiver that ran through her small frame.

"Vegeta-"

Raditz slapped his hand against the wall beside her head, a mix between a growl and a snarl coming out of him, firmly cutting her words off. He lowered his head until their faces were inches apart, his eyes snapping. He ignored the terror rolling off her in waves, small growls emitting from his throat.

"I told you I didn't want to hear about you fucking someone else!" he snapped, his fingers making indentions in the wall as they curled, his tail slapping the air behind him. He swallowed, biting back a few curses as he sucked in a breath, slowly letting it out. He wrapped an arm around her, succumbing to the urge to feel her body against his, closing his eyes as he buried his nose in her neck and sucked in her scent.

His eyes snapped open a moment later, freezing with her still trembling against him. He didn't move for several seconds, drawing in another breath to be sure. Raditz felt his right eye twitch, fury like he'd never felt before swirling in his gut, slowly moving to his chest as he straightened, studying the woman looking up at him with doe eyes, absolutely terrified.

A muscle jumped in his jaw for a moment before he swooped down, capturing her lips, knowing that he should be more gentle, but not being able to help the fury pouring off him, insinuated in the kiss as he wretched away from her, stalking out the door towards the two powers currently in the training room, one floor below. Raditz felt his lip curl back in a snarl, his sight going red as he stepped through, not saying a word as he launched himself at his prince.

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Athea let the breath out she'd been holding, waiting for the spots to clear from her vision as she slowly sank to the floor. What the hell just happened!? She ran a shaking hand through her hair, her brain still trying to process what had just transpired. She came in to talk to Raditz, the man blew up at her, accusing her of...Athea swallowed, a tremor going through her...sleeping with Nappa and Vegeta, and then...then...he had yanked her to him, taking a deep breath before he had frozen...holding her tightly against him before he had moved away...then he had kissed her! A hand lifted and touched her slightly swollen lips. Why did he kiss her? Why did he accuse her of sleeping with the others, only to turn around and...Athea flushed...make out with her? She gulped, standing on shaky legs and sitting heavily on the edge of the bed. She rubbed the back of her neck, wincing a little at the still tender spot where he had yanked her hair.

She closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around herself. None of this has made any sense to her, and she desperately wished she was back home, where things were normal, she wasn't being stalked by three saiyans, two for the fun of it and the other...Athea sighed. She really didn't know what was going on under that mass of hair Raditz had, wandering slightly if he had been jealous ( a little far fetched girl!), or he just didn't like the others being around his property. She winced at the word, pinching her lips together. As long as she was here, in the long haired saiyans company, that's what she would be seen as. Athea sighed, suddenly feeling a lot older than her nineteen years. She jumped up a moment later as the ship shook, a squeak coming out of her as she dove under the bed, hoping whatever it was, it wasn't life threatening.

The ship shook again and she gasped, swallowing with difficulty as it settled once more. After a few minutes of nothing happening, she finally emerged, hitting the button on the wall that lifted the door, peeking out. She bit her lip, looking around. Athea didn't see anyone, but went ahead and ducked back into the room anyway, firmly shutting the door behind her. Whatever that was, she really hoped they weren't being attacked. She crawled onto the bed, her back to the wall as she watched the door to the chamber warily. She let out a small sigh, folding her arms.

She must have dozed off, because the next thing she knew, she was jerked awake by the sound of the door opening, a silhouette of a man filling the doorway. Her breath hitched and her heart skipped a beat before she realized it was Raditz, not an intruder. She pressed a hand to her chest, willing her heart to stop racing as the large saiyan stepped through, letting the door slid shut behind him. Athea swallowed, blinking rapidly, trying to see better in the dark. All she could make out was the barest of outlines of his body, the man's hair blacker than the surrounding darkness. She tried to make herself smaller on the bed, wandering why he was just standing there, not turning on the light and not speaking. She jumped a moment later at the feel of an arm around her waist, a small squeak of surprise coming out of her at the heavy weight. The saiyan seemed to ignore it, pulling her firmly against him. Athea swallowed, her body so tense she was starting to get cramps in her legs. She flinched slightly when his head suddenly buried in her neck, the sound of him taking a large breath loud in the room. Athea swallowed again, not daring to move a muscle.

"Wh...what are you do...doing?" she whispered, balling her hands in her shirt when the saiyan didn't immediately respond. She heard him sigh a moment later, his breath hot against her skin.

"Confirming something," Raditz growled softly, the timber of his voice making her shiver slightly.

She bit her lip, not moving until he distanced himself from her once more, his arm staying firm around her waist. Athea chewed her lower lip in thought, wandering how she was going to get out of this without getting harmed, or worse. Raditz finally did it for her, moving away as he straightened up, grabbing the extra pillow and making himself comfortable on the floor. Her eyes widened, staring bug eyed down at him. Raditz never slept on the floor! She jumped a little when a small growl permitted the room.

"Go to sleep brat," Raditz said in the dark, his voice slightly softer than it has been since she was abducted by the man. Athea swallowed, not saying anything as she slowly laied back down, her brows furrowed in thought, wandering about the going on's the past few weeks, about the man softly snoring not a foot from her on the floor. Athea gulped, the noise loud in the slightly silent room.

About the kiss he gave her a few hours ago.

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~Chapter by GVLuver~