Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A New Life ❯ The Fight ( Chapter 3 )

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Chapter 3: The Fight




“…” Talking

‘…’ Thinking

*…* Speaking Telepathically


Me and Goku were flying off to the battle of the Saiyins. We got there just in time to see Piccolo destroyed protecting Gohan. I ran over to Gohan to comfort him. I held him in my arms as Vegeta made the light thing, and I made sure that I didn’t look at it because, by instinct, I knew what would happen if I did.

After a while of the fighting, which most of it I didn’t watch because it was too horrible, Yajerobi cut off Vegeta’s tail and he shrunk back to his normal size. I figured that even though he was short, he was a good two inches taller than I was now. Vegeta was starting to get up, when I heard Goku’s voice in my head; I looked over at him. *Helena, you have to look up* I nodded over at him.

I really didn’t want to do this, but he had killed innocent people! He had changed a lot since I had last seen him. The Vegeta I had known wouldn’t have done this. It’s not like I was going to kill him. I mean, that would be impossible! As I started looking up, I saw Vegeta out of the corner of my eye. ‘Oh God he looks hot. Wait a minute. Bad Helena! Stop thinking those naughty thoughts! Even if they are true. . .’ He was looking at my tail, up at the light ball thingy, and back again. He looked almost. . . scared. ‘Who would have thought anything could scare Vegeta.’ I transformed into the giant monkey form, and started beating down on Vegeta. Not enough to kill him, but enough to make it hurt.

After a while the light ball thingy disappeared, and I reverted back to my humanoid state. Vegeta pressed a button on the little controller that controlled his ship, and after a couple of minutes his ship landed and he started trying to crawl towards it. I was hovering towards Vegeta, when I heard Goku’s voice in my head again. *Helena, don’t kill him, show him mercy* *I’m not going to kill him. I respect his courage and his pride. I couldn’t kill him now* When I got over to him I tried to help him into his ship, but he said, “Get your hands off me! I’m Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyins! I don’t need help from a wench like you!” I knew what he had really meant to say, but couldn’t, ‘How could you do this?’

I proceeded to help him into his space pod, and when he was finally in he said, “You got lucky this time. Next time be prepared to visit the afterlife. But this time, I think I’ll take a pretty little souvenir.” Then, I was suddenly pulled into the pod onto his lap by my tail, which had “somehow” gotten unwound from my waist. I let out an ‘eep’ of surprise as I was pulled in, and all I was able to say to their surprised faces was a quiet (and fake), “Help.” before the door closed and the ship shot into space.

The first thing I did was try to make myself as comfortable as possible. (It was a small space, what else was I supposed to do?) He put his hands on my waist, stilling my movements and causing a shiver to run up my spine. “Stop wiggling.” I looked back at him and giggled at the expression in his eyes and on his face. ‘Wait a minute, since when do I giggle? And since when does Vegeta smile . . .in a really sexy way that makes me want to- Wait! Where the hell did that come from? Oh no. Vegeta’s got that wicked gleam in his eyes just like he got when we were kids.’ He then started tickling me mercilessly. I was laughing hard and squirming around like a fish out of water.

When he finally stopped tickling me, I snuggled into his chest. I yawned, and he started stroking my hair, lulling me into a dreamless sleep.






End Chapter 3