Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Dangerous Love ❯ New Foes...? ( Chapter 4 )

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Chapter 5: New Foes…?

Vegeta was just walking into the office of a small motel a few blocks from Capsule Corp. The manager was having a heated argument with a tenant so he sat on a rather appealing little leather couch. Tipping his head back and closing his eyes he let his duffel bag slide from his grip to the floor, keeping his hands loosely at his sides. Despite how uncomfortable it looked, Vegeta found it quite a relaxing position.

"I said no fucking towels!" Screamed the unhappy tenant, who obviously didn't want to be bothered by the maids so early in the morning about fresh towels being delivered.

"I'm sorry sir, but the maids are paid to do it.." The manage squeaked…obviously intimidated by his unhappy guest.

"I DON'T WANT EXCUSES!" Came the angry mans voice again. "I refuse to pay for the stupid hotel room that I used because it did not meet my standards…"

"Now listen here…you have to pay or else.." But the manages voice made a gagging sound and Vegeta could hear him struggling so he opened his eyes. The man had grabbed the manager over the counter and was holding him by the throat with both hands, shaking him violently back and forth. The customer looked over at Vegeta, remembering someone had walked in a few minutes earlier. A glare set across the tenants face warningly in Vegeta's direction.

"Listen here…shorty you will stay out of this or you will meet the same fate as this man here…" He went back to choking the manager. Vegeta's eyes widened, slightly astonished then his usual smirk set in place. Warning me are you? He thought in his head, his smirk turning into an evil glare. Let us just see how well you can back up your words. Vegeta got up and the man heard the movement.

"What the fuck did I just say?" He glared over at Vegeta again, keeping both hands tight on the managers neck, who's face was turning purpler by the second.

"That you want to die…" Vegeta's smirk was accompanied by an arrogant laugh.

"Who the hell do you think you are shorty?" He dropped the manager, clearly uninterested in him now. He found Vegeta much more…lively.

"I know who I am, the question is do you know who you're messing with?" He said cockily staring over at the manager who was leaning against the counter, literally coughing for a proper breath of air. "You alright…mortal?" Vegeta said a bit softly. What was happening to him!? GAH! First he was having thoughts of the earth woman Bulma…now caring about some strange man he just met 10 minutes prior.

"I'm f-fine thank y.." Vegeta growled at the manager before he could finish.

"I DO NOT CARE HOW YOU ARE!" His voice sounded angry…but he was only angry with himself and no one else in the room. He was amused by the man who dare to challenge him in such a manner. Stupid pathetic humans…never knowing when to mind their damn business. Oh well…the more fun for me. Vegeta's laughter shot through the air and made the tenant flinch, taking a step back. When he had realized what he'd done, he took the step back and balled his fists at his sides.

"Why you little asshole! You're going to get an ass whooping!" His voice roared. It only seemed to amuse Vegeta further, as he crossed muscled arms over a very nice fit chest *Drools*. He wasn't exactly sure what he wanted to do to the man first. Pound his face in…nah. Kick him through the wall….no! Wait! Oh I'm so evil, Vegeta thought in the back of his head, his arrogance showing clear as day on his face.

"Tell you what I'm going to do, I'll turn around, and won't budge a muscle, you can take as many swings as you want until you think you're done…" Vegeta mocked "Then I'll have my turn…" He yawned and turned his back.

"What the hell do you mean then I'll have my turn? When I'm done with you, you won't be able to move, little man…" The man shot back. Vegeta just shrugged, keeping his back to him the whole time.

"Well? Going to attack me or what…or perhaps you're scared?" Arrogant laughter rung in the tenants ears.

"I refuse! It would be unfair." He crossed his arms. Vegeta turned around sneering.

"So you're still scared even though I would willingly stand still? Alright if it makes you feel better, I'll move but still not use my hands or feet…" Then he added…thinking of Kakerot "or my head." Man…Kakerot could kill a man with his head. Why am I thinking of Kakerot? Oh well, I'll worry about it later. Vegeta pushed it aside and waited for the man to attack.

"FINE!" The man strode forward. "You can't say I didn't warn you though, I did warn you!" Vegeta just nodded that the man in fact did warn him and waited. The man swung at Vegeta's face, only to meet empty air where the arrogant Prince had been. His eyes widened and he spun around quickly, frantically searching for the Saiyan.

"What's the matter?" Vegeta's voice came from no where and everywhere at the same time. The man could hear the smirk in his words, and turned a violent shade of red.

"Show yourself, coward!!!" Screamed the man enraged.

"Coward?" Vegeta appeared instantly, his face pressed into thin lines. "I'll show you coward…" He brought his fist forward in a blur of movement, sending the man crashing straight into the nearest wall, sending spider web cracks all the way to the ceiling. Vegeta strode over to him, gripping the collar of his shirt and yanked him up from the ground. Bringing the guys face closer to his own he smirked dangerously.

"You are nothing but a coward…and you dare call me one…let me teach you a lesson in survival.." Vegeta whispered, voice threaded with a primitive edge. He pulled one hand back, bringing it down…but stopped right in front of the guys face, jerking his head to look over his shoulder. What was that!? He dropped the guy in an instant. It was there and then it was gone. It was a power level…an unfamiliar power level. It was decently strong but nothing he was too worried about. Closing his eyes he reached out with his senses. Damn! Nothing…it was either very sophisticated and hiding it's Ki level…or…well Vegeta couldn't think of anything else…but he was hoping for a latter.

***

Goku was flying vertical to the long towering pole of Look Out Point. He had almost reached the top when he stopped suddenly. A power level lashed out at him, then was gone as fast as it had appeared.

"Well that was odd…" Goku shrugged and continued up to his original destination. He could sense that most of the others were already up there. He didn't think much of the power level, it didn't seem all that great. Finally reaching the top his face split into a smile, and what he had come for…quickly filtered from his mind.

***

Piccolo was jabbing Yamtcha in the stomach, with blurred fists of fury and then they both faded out. Not fooling anybody about where they were, because they were good at following movements. Well sometimes the other "Z" warriors had trouble following the Saiyans but that was about all. Goku walked over to Mr. Popo who was acting as a judge for the fight. Poor Mr. Popo could keep up but it seemed to be a struggle for him. Sweat beaded his forehead and Goku didn't dare interrupt him while he was trying to judge.

"HEY! Who was the mean person who made Popo be the judge?" Goku looked accusingly around. Everyone here was much better at keeping up than Popo…and they knew it. "If Vegeta were here he'd be the first one I'd think to do it…but since he's not I know it wasn't him." Goku continued to glare from face to face of all the fighters. There was Krillen, Tien, Yamtcha and Piccolo, who were currently fighting, and much to his surprise, Gohan.

"Hey Gohan…how in Kami's sake did you get out of the house? I bet Chichi doesn't know does she…" He laughed as he stared at his son. Gohan looked at his father and smiled, readying himself to take in the sight of what would come next.

"Yes she does dad.." A grin formed on his face and he burst out laughing when Goku lost his balance and fell over. "You're funny daddy…" The little boy ran to his father, grinning lopsidedly.

"How…what….how did you get her to let you come?" Goku asked, his curiosity at a peak.

"Fooled you! Of course mom doesn't know…you should know what she'd say daddy.." Gohan cleared his throat and imitated his mother. "Gohan you are not going out! I said no! You have to study, your future depends on it! Gohan get your butt back in this house. I MEAN IT RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!" Everyone laughed at his almost perfect impression of his over-protective mother.

"Not half bad runt, your mother is a bit more irritating than that though.." Everyone jumped as Vegeta's voice came cascading through the air. Goku just glared at him.

"What do you want Vegeta?" Goku glared at him, in a suspicious manner.

"Is that any way to greet your Prince Kakerot?" Vegeta smirked and walked proudly over to where everyone else was. Nobody had noticed that Piccolo and Yamtcha had ceased fighting.

"You are not my Prince Vegeta…" Goku said softly. Vegeta only stiffened for a moment and shrugged it off.

"I came to say hi, can't I just say hello to my friends?" He nearly winced at the word friends. Obviously he didn't really want to have anything to do with them.

"No, you can't because you don't like anyone of us, you know, I know it, we all know it so what do you want Vegeta?" Goku asked, his voice a bit more serious, the smile had faded completely when Vegeta had arrived.

"I want to know if anyone else sensed it." Vegeta said shrugging, turning his back to everyone as he stared off into the sky. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes, still wishing to seek it and find out what it had been, or rather what it was.

Goku nodded, but realized Vegeta couldn't see the movement. "Yes Vegeta…I did…do you know what it was…or is that what you wanted to ask me?" Arrogant snickers filled the air after Goku's question.

"And here I thought…you knew nothing about me Kakerot…so you have no idea either?" Vegeta sighed. "Fine then, I'll be on my way…and if you can do something for me Kakerot…" Vegeta turned and glared at him, daring him to make something of it. He only nodded and Vegeta closed his eyes once more. "Tell that infernal woman that I left my Saiyan armor in that gravitation room." Goku's eyes widened, a gasp leaving his mouth. Bulma! I forgot all about her!

"You guys! We have a problem…" Goku began…but didn't have time as the power level appeared again…right on top of them.

***

Everyone's jaws dropped at what they were staring at, floating about 8 feet above them. They didn't recognize the person, but the power level was very impressive…for a girl.

"A WOMAN!?" Came Yamtcha's voice, who's face was as shocked as anyone else's. She flipped down and landed right in front of Vegeta, staring up into his eyes. She was about 5'4 with deep drowning pools of midnight blue eyes. Her waist length bronze hair blew freely in the wind, like some exotic dance all on its own. Everyone got into a defensive stance…including Vegeta. Just because she was a woman didn't mean she wasn't capable of anything…after all…the "Z" warriors all knew Bulma and Chichi.

She glared at Yamtcha for a moment "Got a problem with that…weakling?" Her voice was as sweet as sugar rolling with a very heavenly accent but the tone left no room for challenge. Vegeta smirked, very impressed with her display. She turned back to look at him. He slowly let his guard down…still being very cautious.

"Uh…miss…may I ask what you're doing here?" Goku's voice came hesitantly from somewhere behind her.

"You may ask…but it doesn't mean I'll answer you…" She smirked arrogantly and continued "My name is Luana and I come from the planet Monteazul." Vegeta didn't know her…but he sure liked her already. She had class…he eyed her over…she was fit to be a female Saiyan…but had already known she wasn't one before she even introduced herself. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She snapped at Vegeta, who had been staring at her body out of pure curiosity. It's not like he liked her in THAT way…he was just getting a brief profile.

He smirked sexily and replied "I'm checking you out, what does it look like I'm doing woman…I was just profiling you…" He quickly doubled over backwards as he saw the blow coming. She blinked for 2 seconds realizing she had missed as he used his Ki to quickly levitate, vertical from the ground and hooked her feet, sweeping her right off the ground. She hit the floor and he touched down, crossing arms over a well muscled chest. She muttered something close to asshole… I took him too lightly.

"First of all woman.." Vegeta began and she spat at his feet.

"I have a fucking name! Use it!" She glared angrily up at him, but Vegeta only smirked in amusement, for it looked awkward from the way she was sprawled on the ground. She spat at his feet again and he tsked in disapproval.

"As I was saying…" He crouched and whispered near her ear sexily.. "Woman.." She nearly moaned, his sexy arrogant voice sending chills right down to her groin. His smirk widened as her face went into thin lines with a glare and he stood, taking a single step back. "I have no interest in you in that kind of way…it's called, getting to know your surroundings…I make sure to take in every fighter I come across…not just females." He said matter a factly and laughed arrogantly at her mistake as her face blushed. Of course…why hadn't I thought of that…note to self…think of all possibilities next time. She stood slowly.

"Fine…point taken…but it doesn't mean I still don't want to hit you…" She turned to face the others. Why had he affected me in that kind of way…just one word and I wanted his touch…damn.

"Don't worry, I have that affect on everyone I come across." Vegeta said, turning his back to all of them crossing his arms. For a moment her body stiffened, thinking he had read her thoughts. It took her a moment to comprehend that he was talking about her wanting to hit him.

"Anyway…before I was interrupted by this…thing.." She was waving a hand lazily in the direction behind her towards Vegeta. Krillen snickered as he saw the look on Vegeta's face when he turned back around. One dangerous glare from Vegeta and Krillen ceased the action quickly. "I have come quite far in search of aid…" Everyone let their guard down cautiously. Vegeta was mumbling something low enough that nobody could make it out…no one except Piccolo…Goku just simply was not interested or his Saiyan ears would have picked it up too. Vegeta had said Damn women…always a hassle no matter where they come from…she wants help but she shows up like she owns the place…hmph.

Piccolo spoke up with a thoughtful tone "How do we know you're actually here for our help and not to gain our trust and then destroy us?" Everyone seemed to think about it for a moment or two.

"Fine if you won't help then I'm just going to find another planet that will!" She turned and flared her Ki clenching her fists, ready to take off. Just as she pushed off the ground a hand grabbed her and pulled her back down forcefully, forcing her to tuck and roll across the ground…either that or the alternative of busting her face against the tiles of the look out. She stood angrily after she had managed to stop rolling, glaring around to spot her offender. Vegeta had one arm outstretched in the direction she had been thrown, the other arm was just tucked inwards at the elbow.

"Who in the HELL do you think you are!?" She spat at him angrily. Vegeta ignored the comment and crossed his arms.

"Will there be fighting?" He asked blandly. Her face slid into a expression that was pure dumbfounded. What is he on about? She asked herself and stared at him for a space of heartbeats.

"Why?…yes" She said quickly. He smirked and closed his eyes.

"Well then, I don't know about the rest of these…clowns…but I'll help you if there's the chance for a fight." His cocky laugh sent a shiver down her spine and she couldn't help but smile.

"Right, then if you will come with me," She flared her Ki and smirked, "That is…IF you can keep up.." She was suddenly gone, leaving a trail of read energy behind her. Vegeta blinked, mouth half open in astonishment. Shaking his head violently he flared his own Ki and pushed off the ground after her, leaving his mystical blue energy trail. Goku thought about it for a moment and sighed, well…I guess if she needs help..

"I'm going guys…" Goku took off following the trails of energy and soon everyone followed afterwards. Luana quickly glanced behind her to see Vegeta was quite close, and her excellent vision could make out that the others were catching up. She smirked and looked back in front of her. She put on a burst of energy and went rocketing through the air, spinning in a straight line for show. Vegeta muttered under his breath and sped up as well. Curse this woman…they should be gotten rid of…the entire species! The whole lot of them…perhaps with the exception of Bulma…he shook the thought away with a visible shake of his head and continued after Luana.

"…Yes Sire, everything is going smoothly…yes, I have them with me now…they almost didn't cooperate but the blood thirsty one decided to come first…no Sire…no Sire…no Si…yes Sire…I will Sire…right away Sire….on my way…bye Sire.." She tapped the bend of her elbow as she flew, cutting off communication. The warriors of her race had communicators embedded in their arms, this way nobody could see them so they wouldn't get destroyed. She smirked, the Sire was pleased. The Sire was the head of her race, founder of their planet…the word Sire means father, and that's exactly what the Sire was, their father….she was glad to please the Sire…she smirked very coldly, everything was going according as planned….

AN: hmmmm what is that woman up to!? The name I used for her planet is Spanish…SO SUE ME! ><, I didn't put any lemon into this chappy so it'll be in the next chappy, what does she think she's doing!? LIKING VEGETA LIKE THAT!? HMPH! *smiles* Make sure to check out Natsumi Chan's art…it's very awesome and she is doing the pictures for each of my chappys, the first chapter picture is hilarious but very high quality check it out :P:P:P until next time, buh bye!