Gure took a deep breath It had been a couple of months since she came here. She had just finished all of the chores around the temple and it would be a couple of hours until dinner. She deserved a brake. She hadn't taken one since she got here.
The tech-tech began to look through her bag. Most of her clothes weren't made for working, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to wear one of the beautiful gowns that she was used to wearing. It wouldn't hurt for her to walk around the garden like that. Besides, she would get a laugh out of taunting Cooler.
Gure couldn't help but find it hilarious that Cooler was still alive in there. Tarble forced the frostian to be fed through a straw. It was the finest torture she had ever heard of for a disgusting being like Cooler.
Deciding to treat herself, the tech-tech changed forms and put on the green gown. She let her hair fall freely. When was the last time she had seen herself like this? It had to be back when she was a queen.
The front of the gown looked like it was sewn together with leaves, but that was just the look of the fabric. Her sleeves were under her shoulders and were made of a sheer green silk.
The longer she looked at herself, the more she missed how she used to dress. The colors were always so vibrant. How had she become so dull?
Looking out a nearby window, she could see that the weather had not changed. She could take a book out and read in the garden if she chose to do so. Mostly, she just wanted to look at the flowers. Part of her knew it was part of the illusion, but there were plants there that she had never seen before. Maybe they were really a part of the moon's ecosystem.
Gure left down the hall, unnoticed by anyone, mainly because there was no one around.
She made it outside in a matter of minutes and walked around the large courtyard, making sure to sit near the statue of Cooler. She swore that she heard a noise from within the sculpture, but only giggled. He could no longer hurt her. She was perfectly safe. As she basked in the sun, she opened up a book that Onna had let her borrow. She wanted to get some reading in. A soft breeze blew through her hair, but it wasn't enough to distract her. She didn't even notice as a small finch rested itself on her shoulder.
This is what she needed to clear her head. She could focus on getting closer to Tarble tomorrow. It was just hard with Betra going everywhere that Tarble went. She couldn't get a moment alone with the male saiyan, with the man that she loved and adored.
She decided to keep reading. The story would distract her from her sorrows.
Two months. It had been two months since they had left Gure on the moon and Vegeta still felt uneasy. If it was taking this long, he had no idea how much longer it would take. Maybe Tarble would be gone forever.
He was sitting in the throne room, but wasn't anywhere near his throne. He was just sitting on one of the small couches off to the side. Kakarot would be here soon. They had been meeting ever since his captain informed him of the Commission's betrayal. They had to be ready for anything.
But as much as he needed to focus on the battle ahead, he couldn't help but feel distracted. Between his brother turning against him and the problem with the Commission, he wasn't getting any sleep. His usual calm demeanor was all skewed. It felt like everyone was out to get him and everything was going wrong.
"Stop looking so depressed," Kakarot said, making him jump. "We have an opportunity here. You would see it if you took your head out of your ass." The captain crossed his arms.
Vegeta stared up at Kakarot. "How can I think about the Commission without my brother here by my side?"
The captain rolled his eyes. "You aren't doing anyone any good by feeling sorry for yourself. Tarble will understand when he comes out of this mess. The Commission could attack at any time. I know that bitch better than anyone."
Vegeta sighed. "She holds a grudge. Most women do."
Kakarot moved closer to him and sat down. "Do you really think that Tarble would want you to give up? Our livelihood is at stake here."
"All because the Commissioner has the hots for you," the emperor joked.
Kakarot grumbled. "I don't know why she's like that. I've never made it look like I was into her."
Vegeta looked up at the ceiling. "Some people are just crazy, Kakarot. They want power and aren't afraid to sleep to the top to get it."
"I still don't get it," Kakarot sighed. "What did she think she could get from going after Chichi? Besides my wrath that is." He still felt cautious. If it wasn't for the Commissioner, that form never would have come out of him. He wouldn't have this continuing fear of returning to that state.
"I don't know," Vegeta said. "All I do know is that I don't want to return to that state again. The fact that I had no control is jarring."
"I told you that it was bad." Kakarot looked down at the floor. "Afterward, I saw the blood on me and thought that I killed my son. It was the most horrible feeling I have ever felt."
"I can only imagine," Vegeta said. "But what can we do? It doesn't look like training can control this form." That was something he needed to know. The last thing he wanted to do was kill his mate. He knew that was a possibility. Kakarot had killed his own mother and from what he described, Chichi almost met a similar fate.
"Well, we can't think about that now. We need to focus on the Commission," Kakarot snapped. He was annoyed. This attitude of Vegeta's needed to go away.
"Kakarot, am I a bad brother?" Vegeta asked, not looking at his captain. He only asked because he regarded the man as like a sibling.
The captain glared at the emperor. "I don't know what's going through that head of yours, but quit whining. You're not a bad brother, Vegeta. That bitch is messing with Tarble. You've heard the evidence of that."
Vegeta sighed then pulled himself up. Kakarot was right. "Come on, let's go train for a bit."
"Train?" Kakarot's head perked up at that. They hadn't trained together in years.
Vegeta smirked. "I need to clear my head and wiping the floor with you seems like a good way to do that."
Kakarot stood up and stretched. "So you think you can beat me? You're a little out of practice," the captain teased.
The emperor grinned. "You really think so? Try me."
Tarble growled. He just wanted some time to himself. Betra was smothering him as of late and he didn't know why.
Finally, he had gotten some distance from her. Betra had gone to take a nap. She wanted him to join, but he didn't want to. He just needed some time without his queen bothering him.
As he walked outside, he felt himself calm a little. The breeze was really nice today. It was odd that he didn't see anyone besides Betra and the tech-tech, but he didn't question it. His brother didn't see his subjects all of the time.
Figuring that it would be fun to talk down to the statue of Cooler, he headed towards the garden. He needed that stress relief and he would get it.
As the King rounded a corner, he stopped. He had to rub his eyes more than once before he realized that he wasn't seeing things. Sitting on one of the stone benches was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on.
He said nothing as he stared, taking in her beauty as the breeze wafted through her long white hair, the sun making it shine brightly under the trees. The gown she wore showed off more than her figure. He could see the goddess's cleavage from here. Her breasts were quite large. But that wasn't his main focus. Her black eyes had to be her most stunning feature. Everything from her green gown to her face was completely perfect.
She looked up from her book, noticing his presence. She looked a little scared at first, which made him tense up. He didn't want to frighten her. Of course a creature of the light like her would fear a bringer of darkness like himself.
"Tarble…I didn't think you would be out here," she said, making to cover herself, but remembering that she had nothing.
He looked at the goddess as if in awe. "How do you know my name?" He asked, not knowing how he could speak in her presence.
The goddess giggled. "Tarble, it's me, Gure."
Gure…this was his maid? How could that be? "How?" He watched as she came closer.
"I have two different forms. The other is just a defensive measure," Gure said with a smile. It was clear that Tarble liked how she looked. His eyes were scanning her body. "I had some free time, so I thought I would catch up on some reading. Do you care to join me?"
Before he could think up an answer, he nodded as she grabbed his hand and led him over to the stone bench she was sitting on. "What are you reading?" He couldn't get over how soft her skin was. Her hand felt like silk.
"It's a story from my home planet: The Courtship of the Prodigium," she said with a smile. "I've read it so many times."
He nodded, taking the book from her and reading a passage. "He was a beast most fowl and unkind. Spending his days locked away in his castle, waiting for the time to strike." He looked over at her, seeing that she wanted him to continue. "You need me to read the next chapter then?"
She smiled at him, making him turn red. "If you would, you have a voice made for reading."
He smiled back at her. "I used to read all of the time. I just haven't had the time for it as of late."
"Why is that?" Gure already knew the reason, but she kept it to herself. She wanted him to be the one that said it.
Tarble sighed. "Everything just got crazy. I really can't tell you what happened." He picked up the book, finishing the chapter for her. She seemed to listen to his every word. He didn't know why, but he longed for something like this. Where he could just sit around reading with his queen whenever they wished…but Betra didn't like reading as much as he thought she did. Of course, they were an arranged couple. That's what Betra told him. Really, he didn't have that many memories of his life outside of being on this moon. All he remembered was the betrayal of his brother and Raditz. Wasn't he supposed to be angry with Gure for the same thing? If he was, why was she still here? If she had betrayed him, then why did she not leave with Vegeta? "How about you start Chapter 2?" he asked, not taking his eyes off of her.
Gure took the book from him and began to read. "She looked on in fear as she stared up at the monster in front of her. His eyes were terrifying, but at the same time there was a loneliness. Could she really leave this place alive? Or would he spare her? The monster moved forward, pinning her against the wall of the castle. She prayed for her life, promising to never leave his side as payment."
Tarble listened to every word she said. Even the tech-tech's voice was lovely. It was almost as if she was singing the most wonderful melody in existence. Her eyes looked up at him between every word, making his heart beat faster. He longed to touch her skin once more. If her hands were silk, he could only imagine what the area around her neck felt like.
"Tarble, are you paying attention?" Gure asked, noticing how his eyes were roaming her body. She wanted to smile. His stare was nowhere near as uncomfortable as Cooler's, but that had to be because of her feelings for the saiyan royal, that and he was looking at her face and neck. His eyes went down towards her breasts from time to time, but it felt like he was more attracted to her presence than her appearance.
The King turned red, looking away from his maid. "Yes…please continue," he said as a clock began to make a loud gong.
"Oh." she stood. "I need to work on dinner." As she made to walk away, the breeze shifted, sending her hair flying. "Oh my, this is why I usually put my hair up."
Tarble wasn't paying attention to that at all though. He had just been hit in the face with the most mouthwatering scent he had ever smelled. He moaned low in his throat as he took it in. The combo of citrus and vanilla overtook him, as he moved forward on instinct. He grabbed her hand and pulled her against him, watching her eyes as he leaned in and sniffed at her. His hand moved up against the side of her face, touching the soft skin that laid there. He groaned before moving forward and kissing her.
Gure grabbed on to the front of his outfit, trying to draw him closer. She couldn't believe that Tarble was kissing her like this. His lips were gentle, but needy against her own, and she gave him everything she had back. Just feeling her love against her was enough.
When he pulled off of her, he was panting. Tarble was almost in shock. Gure's lips were puffed out a little bit as he backed away. He had a queen, but kissing the tech-tech felt so right. Everything about her was making him feel things that he thought were long forgotten. "I…I need to go check on…my queen." Even as he said that, he didn't want to go. The tech-tech's taste was still on his lips.
Gure only smiled at him. "I understand." She watched him leave, but noted how torn he was about doing it. It was at that moment that she realized that she had been going at this all wrong.
She began to walk back up to the temple with a grin on her face. This wasn't the only gown she had brought. If this is what it took to get Tarble back, she wouldn't back down. Her Prince clearly wanted her over Betra and she would make that bitch pay as she took her beloved back from her.
To Be Continued…