Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Hellish Paradise ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6


Vegeta awoke automatically at 6:30 am. He was exhausted beyond belief. Kakorrot was still asleep beside him. He cooed quietly in his sleep snuggling up to the Prince. Vegeta sighed getting out of the bed with some resentment.

Kakorrot stiffened as Vegeta got up. “Vegeta, what is it?” Kakorrot opened his eyes and sat up yawning. “Is it already time to get up?” Vegeta just nodded finding his mind too full of worries to insult the other.

Kakorrot got up and started going into stretches. Vegeta was somewhat surprised at this. He was beginning to see that Kakorrot must have some battling experience. He'd have to test him today to learn his true level.

“So Vegeta, what are we going to do today?” Kakorrot sounded like a kid hoping to go to an amusement park. Vegeta grunted but did not answer. Instead he presented his own question, “what the hell is wrong with you Kakorrot? I donâ€â„¢t know how they treat slaves on the insane planet you've been on since you were a baby but here we don't invite them to dinner!”

Kakorrot frowned, “We don't have slaves on Earth, Vegeta.” Vegeta's eyes flashed with surprise. No slaves?! What kind of planet was this that Kakorrot had lived on?

“Besides Vegeta, Nayo was really scared. I just wanted to help him feel a little safer.” Vegeta didn't understand this kindness. But that did seem to be Kakorrot's nature. “Is that what I'm so attracted to, his kindness?” Vegeta growled at the thought. He'd never known kindness in his life; He didn't need it now.

The prince headed for the bathroom and dressed. As he emerged he found Kakorrot sitting on the bed next to the nightstand with the drawer open. “Kakrorot, what are you doing?”

Kakorrot jumped at the sound of his voice. “Boy Vegeta you scared me! Hey what are these things?” He pointed to the drawer. Vegeta sighed walking over to sit by Kakorrot.

 

“What is his point? Is he actually curious or his he just toying with me?' He thought.

Vegeta had been planning to start teaching Kakorrot about his people's history. Here was as good of a place as any to start. Even if it was an uncomfortably personal place to start.

He took the cloak out of the drawer first. “This is worn by all the Saiyan royalty.” He ran his fingers over the familiar fabric. He hadn't domed such a cloak since his planet had blown up. “Only a Royal can wear a cape of this color. The punishment for anyone else wearing it was death.”

Kakorrot paled, “Boy that's a little harsh, don't you think?”

 

Vegeta laughed, a rather resentful laugh. “Saiyan's are harsh Kakorrot.”

 

Kakorrot frowned but didn't say anything else. Instead he turned back to the drawer.

“What's that Vegeta?” he asked pointing to a wooden block with rods and orbs.

Vegeta flashed a genuine smile as memories flowed back to him.

“It's called a Gedish,” Vegeta said taking the tool in his hand. “It's used by Saiyan youth to improve reflexes and strength in a competition between two Saiyan children.”

Kakorrot smiled, “oh I get it, it's a game!”

 

Vegeta punched out at Kakorrot before he realized what he was doing. To his surprise Kakorrot evaded easily. “Hey Vegeta calm down! It just sounded like one.”

“Baka,” Vegeta said distracted by the fact that Kakorrot had dodged his punch. True he hadn't put any real force behind it but the fact that the other Saiyan had dodged was surprising.

“Hey Vegeta can we use it?”

“What?”

“The, what was it? Gedish? Yeah, that's it. Can we try it?”

Vegeta grunted, “Kakorrot, it is made for a child.”

Kakorrot shrugged, “well I just thought it might be neat. Sorry.”

Vegeta sighed taking Kakorrot's hand and positioning it on the Gedish so that his palm lay on the bottom corner of the block. Vegeta placed the other's thumb and pinky on each side of the block.

 

“Vegeta, what are you doing?”

“Well, do you want to try this or not Kakorrot?” Kakorrot smiled and nodded. Vegeta shifted until he faced Kakorrot and placed his hand on the side of the block that was opposite to the side Kakorrot's hand was on.

“Alright Kakorot, keep your hand like that. You have three fingers that you can move around. The round orbs test strength. I'm putting this on high. You'll have to press quite hard on it to make it move.'

Kakorot nodded though he didn't seem to fully understand.

 

“The pointed ones can only be pushed by ki. They have needles on the end to keep you from using physical force.

 

Try to push all the orbs and rods through to the other side. Do you understand?”

 

Kakorot smiled, “ya that sounds easy.”

 

Vegeta sneered taking the challenge. With a flick of a finger he set the Gedish into action.

~~~

Goku startled as the orbs and robes beneath his fingers shifted until exactly half of them were on Goku's side. Then a bell sounded somewhere within the Gedish and Vegeta started pushing in the rods on his side.

More rods came flying out of Goku's side as Vegeta pushed ones in. Goku smiled focusing. He started pushing in orbs and rods using ki and physical strength as necessary. The ones he pushed in came out on Vegeta's side and at the same time Vegeta pushed more into his side.

The two Saiyan's grinned equally excited by the challenge and equally determined. Their three fingers raced over the block at speeds a human eye couldn't follow. They seemed perfectly even.

At one time Goku was leading by two rods and an orb but then he used physical force rather then ki on a rod and got pricked. This gave Vegeta a chance to catch up. The block was warming from the use of ki, becoming hot under Goku's touch. Not that he was about to give up. He could deal with a lot more then this. The two went on like this for some time. Sometimes one would lead and then make a mistake and the other would pull into the lead. Most of the time they were perfectly matched.

~~~

Vegeta sneered at Kakorrot, shocked that he had been able to keep up this long: intrigued that he could be this fast. The other man had the determination of a Saiyan as well. This was the longest Gedish run the Prince had ever done.

Kakorrot was an expert at ki and could manipulate it at will. Vegeta had been counting on his superior skill in ki to win, pushing all the ki rods to Kakorrot's side and then focusing on the orbs while Kakorrot struggled with the challenge of moving the rods without getting pricked. But the other Saiyan had handled the ki rods fine and Vegeta was maxed out just staying even with the other.

Luckily, the other Saiyan seemed maxed out as well.

 

`Not even Napa could match me at this. Kakorrot is definitely not a low level!' He concentrated sending a ki rode through as Kakorrot sent another through at the same time.

The Gedish burned under the combined ki's and Vegeta and Kakorrot both dropped the block at the same time with a yelp. Kakorrot laughed shaking his smoldering hands. “I guess we'll call it a draw, ah Vegeta?” Vegeta nodded, still stunned by the `low levels' power.

“Kakorrot come with me, we have some testing to do.”

 

Kakorrot looked down at himself, “Ah Vegeta? Don't you think I should put on something, different?”

 

Vegeta glanced at Kakorrot realizing that all the other Saiyan was a pair of boxers.

 

“Why didn't you change when I did?”

“Well I didn't think to do it then.”

 

Vegeta sighed grabin an elastic under-suit and threw it to Kakorrot. “Well put that and the armor you got yesterday on. Hurry Kakorrot, this isn't a theme park!”

 

Kakorrot scrambled into the suit then realized it was on backwards and took it off.

 

“OOPS, sorry Vegeta,” Kakorrot said worried by Vegeta's harsh glare.

He got back into the blue suet, this time with it on right. He next pulled the armor on and then smiled.

“Okay Vegeta, I'm ready!”

 

Vegeta just nodded and led the way out. “Soon Kakorrot, soon I will see just how strong you are.”

~~~

Nayo crept worriedly into Zarbon's rooms. Zarbon didn't usually worry him. The handsome green man had never bothered with him before. Nayo felt safe enough to go around Zarbon when he wasn't sleeping. The bodyguard could even be called kind.

He'd given Nayo food on a rare occasion and he'd never beaten the slave. Today Nayo felt far from safe in Zarbon's chambers. There was someone there whose voice sent chills down his spine.

“Zarbon report! I have grown tiresome of these dealings. Is Ketif ready for sale or not?”

 

Nayo peeked his head around the corner of his hiding place. There he was, Freaza. He stood tall with his hands folded in front of him: an uncovered foot taped the floor impatiently.

Long claws scratched the cement floor as easily as a fish slides through water. A horrible screech echoed with each scrape adding to the sickening ring of Freaza's voice.

 

“Forgive me my Lord. The planet will be ready soon.” Zarbon's voice was as soft as ever, but there was a definite worry that accompanied it.

“Zarbon I have no time for this! Ether get me that planet by week's end or face the consequences, understand?”

Zarbon's already pale completion grew paler and he nodded. Freaza smiled, a smile that could cause a weak stomached man to drop dead in terror. “You know I would have killed most others for this Zarbon. Do not make me regret this tolerance.”

“I-I won't Lord Freaza.” Zarbon said in a quivering voice.

“Oh and Zarbon? I have a small job for you. Vegeta has found a survivor of the Saiyan race. I want you to kill him understand? Do it quickly.”

Zarbon stiffened, “and Prince Vegeta?”

 

Freaza frowned at this. “Just kill the other Saiyan. As for Vegeta he is not be harmed. If you must rattle him a bit to keep him out of your way then do so. Understand Zarbon, if he is harmed beyond a reasonable amount it will be your head.”

With that Freaza turned to leave.

 

`He'll see me!' Nayo realized looking around franticly for a place to hide. The entrance hall was bare though. Freaza rounded the corner and almost ran straight into Nayo. The changeling smirked when he saw the slave.

“Well what do we have here?” Freaza purred in delight.

~~~

Goku watched Vegeta carefully as the two Saiyan's entered a training area. It was very similar to the room Goku had found Vegeta in, only this one was full of people. That didn't last long. The moment the two Saiyans entered everyone else left.

Goku raised an eyebrow at Vegeta. “What was that about, Vegeta?”

 

Vegeta grunted, a smirk forming on his face. “Don't you remember what happened when you interrupted me when I was training Kakorrot? Let's just say that they are a little bit smarter then you. A very little bit.”

Goku frowned, “Vegeta you won't hurt them would you?”

 

Vegeta smirked again and Goku felt his skin crawl. He couldn't do anything about Vegeta's past or his future. Not without Vegeta's help.

`I wish I could show you Vegeta. Show you how great it is to help others. I wish I could show you how great it is to be helped Vegeta.' Goku closed his eyes. He couldn't help Vegeta now. The Saiyan Prince wouldn't allow it. `Someday Vegeta, some day I will help you.” For now he could only be the Prince's friend, or try to be anyways.

“So Vegeta, what are we going to do today?”

“Tests,” Vegeta murmured his focus not on Goku. He had gone over to an electric panel and started keying in instructions.

“Tests? What do you mean by that?”

 

Vegeta smirked raising a hand and pointing his finger at the other Saiyan.

“Now, let us begin!” His hand straightened until it was pointed palm out towards Goku. Vegeta's fingers were pulled tightly together and his thumb was tucked across his palm. Goku knew the attack was coming before it came. He could feel the blast building.

 

ËœWhy Vegeta?” Then ki erupted from Vegeta's hand aimed right for Goku.

~~~

Vegeta launched a ki blast at the Saiyan expecting him to dodge. Instead Kakorrot easily knocked it away.

“Vegeta what's wrong with you?!”

 

Vegeta smirked intrigued by how easily Kakorrot had blocked the hit. He had been right; the Saiyan was a higher level then he was tested to be. The question was, how high?

 

“Baka, I told you. Tests.”

 

Vegeta launched at Kakorrot, his fist coming up for a punch.

 

“Oh I get it Vegeta, alright but you asked for it!”

 

Vegeta growled as he met the other Saiyan, launching his fist towards the other man's ribs.

Kakorrot blocked and swung at Vegeta's jaw. Vegeta gasped narrowly missing the other man's attack. His testing was over. He realized this Saiyan was equal with him. Now the fight was real. The first challenge he'd received from a single fighter in a long time. A challenge he would meet. The fight dragged on and on; neither willing to give up.

It was probably a good thing that Radize came when he did. If not the fight could very well have brought them both death. When Vegeta saw Radize at the door he stopped holding up a hand to tell Kakorrot to do so as well.

Kakorrot paused in mid air one hand held above his head in a hard fist. He and Vegeta were both panting and had plenty of scrapes and burn marks.

 

“Ah Vegeta why did we stop?” Kakorrot whined, “I haven't had a fight like that in a really long time.”

Vegeta turned to Radize, “how much did you see?”

Radize's eyes were wide. “Enough,” he breathed in disbelief. “Kakorrot where did you learn that?”

 

Kakorrot put his hand to the back of his head. “Well first I trained with a man named Master Roshi. Then after a while I trained with Earth's guardian Kami then my wife-”

“You're married,” Radize squealed. Kakorrot shook his head, “well not anymore, she said I ate too much and threw me out. Anyways after that I came here.” He ended still looking confused.

Vegeta breathed in deeply knowing full well what he had to do. “Kakorrot don't ever show this to anyone understand?”

 

Kakorrot blinked, “show them what Vegeta?”

“Your power baka! Keep it hidden understand?”

Kakorrot shrugged, “well sure Vegeta, if you say so but
why?”

“Just do it Kakorrot!”

 

Kakorrot held up his hands in defense. “Hey, hey alright I will! Just calm down okay?”

 

Vegeta spat not answering. Instead he fixed his eyes on Radize, “and you keep your mouth shut if you want to continue to have a mouth, understood?”

Radize nodded still gazing at Kakorrot.

Vegeta turned away from them both. He was already late to see Freaza. The tyrant could not be kept waiting, not for anything. “Radize take Kakorrot to your chambers and get him in front of a computer. He has a lot of catching up to do.”

“Vegeta, what about you?”

“Do not question me Kakorrot! I will be back for you tonight.” With that he left Kakorrot and Radize, heading for Freaza's chambers.