Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ai no Kakarotto ❯ Feelings ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter Three: Feelings

I lay awake well into the night, staring at the hideous mark he so thoughtlessly put on me. The mark that not only told all who saw it that I belonged to him; but it also represented the end of my freedom, forever.

No matter what happens once I defeat him, no matter where I go, what I do, this… curse will follow me to the grave. The mark is so small… so insignificant on my powerful thigh; yet it is so devastatingly permanent.

He left me to my own thoughts after he marked me. That had been hours ago. Now I sit here contemplating whether to kill myself or bide my time until I can make him pay as I vowed to do. However, even in my wildest dream, I had not anticipated this turn of evens.

How can I ever show my face back home… how can I ever face my father with this shame… the shame of having betrayed my own people!

I did not look up when the door opened, but I heard something being set on the table next to the bed. I felt the dropping of water, the wringing of a towel, and a hand on my shoulder.

I did look up then, to see the very same girl whom Vegeta had tried to kill.

"I was sent to tend to your wounds." Her eyes conveyed so much emotion, so much feeling, even if her voice did not.

"You," I whispered, "What happened?" Even in the mist of my self-pity I still felt guilty and worried over this girl's fate.

"I… Nothing really, after he wounded you he forgot all about us." The towel stung my wound, "You are so very lucky to be alive, Vegeta-Sama is so strong and… and he does things like this all the time. I'm surprised he is keeping you here in his own quarters." Again the towel on my skin, warm and soft, " I thought you were dead," tears began forming in her eyes, I looked at this curiously…why, why was this girl crying for me?

"What is your name?" I asked.

"Chivaa." Her eyes met mine and I am not sure if I cared to name what I saw in them.

"Chivaa," I repeated softly, I took the hand holding the towel and held it lightly.

"I do not think it wise for you to be here… Vegeta is most likely testing me through you." I uncovered my leg and showed her the royal seal encrusted on me; she brought her other hand to her mouth in an attempt to keep the gasp from escaping her

"By all the Gods… he's never marked anyone before," she said in awe… or was it disgust? I closed my eyes, defeated, not knowing what to do with this piece of information… what did it mean… what did it mean to be the first to be marked by the royal prince? Her fingertips on the mark brought me back.

"He must really want you." Her statement caused something in me stir, at the time I did not know what it meant, but I guess you could say that it went downhill from that moment on.

"I do not think he wants me, you see, we have an agreement of sorts. If I ever defeat him in combat he will let me go."

"He has marked you. He will never let you go."

"Why do you say that?" my voice sounded desperate even to my own ears.

"Don't you see? Even if he lets you go, as long as you wield that mark you will always belong to him." I sank on the bed, her words repeating themselves over and over in my head; she only stared at me in understanding.

"Look at it this way," she whispered after a while; "there are those who would kill to have that mark on them."

"How is that supposed to make me feel better… and who in their right state of mind would want such a thing?" I wanted her gone; I wanted to be alone… to die, anything but this. I did not wanted to believe her, but I knew; I knew deep down she was right.

"For starters Raditz, " I looked up, " he's been infatuated with the prince since the Ouji could barely walk, then there's Bulma, she's the other girl that was here that day, she wants the Ouji so bad is not even funny and then there is…"

"Why?" I interrupted, "why would Raditz want Vegeta?" I suspected as much, but actually hearing it from someone else gave more veracity to the bottomless hatred the elite always displayed around me.

"I don't know… but everyone knows he wants him, and bad," her face lit up with a smile "It will kill him when he finds out."

"He knows," I said, remembering the way he stood between Vegeta and I, as if to stop the prince from marking me. "He was here when it happened."

"Good god! I bet the look on his face was priceless," I could not help but smile at her expression.

"I am so very happy that at least somebody is enjoying my misfortune." The words didn't sound half as harsh as I meant them.

"Is only misfortune if you let it be," she got suddenly serious, "don't you get it? He saved your life; he marked you, that mean he wants you, and would virtually do anything to get you to want him back. I say you should take advantage of the situation." I stared at her stupefied; I would have not figured her to be this cold. "If you doubt it, just test him."

"Test him?"

"Yes… ask him for something you know he would not normally do for another."

"Like what?" I was going along with her much to my amazement.

"Like…" she seemed to think for a minute, then her eyes lit up mischievously. "Ask him to give you your own quarters, and make sure Raditz is around when you do so."

"What?!"

"Trust me, there is no way he would give any slave, especially a third class his own quarters."

"You are…" I was at a loss of words.

"I know." She smirked

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"Aaagh, kick, aah… yah… ayha" punch, somersault. One after another I watched Vegeta defeat the elites he summoned after we left that fucking third class. After Vegeta marked him, rewarding him with the privilege, the honor, of being the first ever to bear that seal, even after voicing out loud his desire for the ugly bastard, the moron shunned my prince like you would an old, unwanted rug.

Vegeta should have killed him, should have ended it right there and then, before it gets too deep, before he can no longer control himself. But even as I thought this I do not think he can… I do not think he wants to.

"Raditz!" his harsh voice wakes me, "Fight me." I walk to him slowly, the hurt visible in my gaze, I do not think I will ever forgive him for what he did, but unfortunately for me I do not think he cares. I set my stance, he look at the others, murder in his eyes. The ones on the floor got to their feet and followed the others who rushed out of the training room, in a matter of moments we were alone in the room. He turns to me and lunges without warning.

This time I was ready; the rage, the hurt, and the jealousy needing to claim penance, to claim blood. We fought long and hard, almost like two lovers making love. I rejoiced in it, it has been so long since I felt this passion, this emotion emanating from him. Suddenly he stiffened; I turned sharply towards the direction Vegeta stood looking, and I saw the devil himself, barely standing, supporting himself on the door frame. If my blood could possibly boil any more I would surely burn to a cinder, yet I stood still.

"Vegeta." He dared address my price, the lack of proper title use, enough to grant him torture and death. Vegeta said nothing. Kakarotto walked forward weakly, Vegeta was on him in an instant, supporting him, holding him up. My heart tied itself in knots.

"Why are you out of bed… where is the slave I sent to tend you?" the worry on my Ouji's voice was more than I could bear

"I sent her away, I feel better." Kakarotto's voice slapped my face

"I didn't asked you how you feel, I asked you what are you doing out of bed." Vegeta said sourly, at least he had the presence of mind to pretend disinterest on the fool.

"I have to talk to you."

"About?" Vegeta's eyebrow went up.

"I do not want to stay in your quarters, I feel uncomfortable there." The ungrateful idiot dared say.

"Would you rather stay in the pen?"

"Much…rather." I could see Vegeta's hurt at those words. Was the bastard that dense that he could not see my prince's unjustified affection… why didn't Vegeta do something, why did he allow that filthy pest to speak to him in such manner? I gritted my teeth and punched the wall, cracking it in the process. If my prince noticed he paid no heed.

"Very well," He said after a moment. "Raditz, take him back to my quarters and make sure he does not leave," he then turned to the imbecile giving him a malicious smirk… malicious on the surface, but I knew better.

I made my way to him maddeningly slow, smirking the whole while. I stood in front of him, looking down.

"I would grab you by the tail, but since you don't have one." I scooped him up and threw him over my shoulder, even though I felt repulsed by touching him. It felt good to know he did not get his way. We made it to Vegeta's room in record time; I dropped him on the bed like a sack of potatoes. It struck me just then that the idiot did not protest as I brought him here… or as I set him down

"What are you plotting, snake?" I asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, I wanted to talk to you actually." The imbecile answered… how dare he talk to me like that?

"To me… what can you possibly have to talk to me about?"

"About Vegeta." I felt like slapping him, but I stood still.

"What about him?"

"I noticed you hate me more than I deserve, the only conclusion I come up with is that you like Vegeta…."

"Who the fuck do you think you are to tell me such things?" I snapped before he could continue, "I hate you because you're a third class, not that I need a reason, or to explain anything to you."

"I thought you'd like to get rid of me… help me escape Raditz-sama?!" the kid sounded desperate that time, all that arrogance I hate gone.

"Don't get me wrong I like to see you gone… gone from this world." I let my words take their full meaning.

"You can always catch me later."

"I'll die and go to hell before helping you!" I left before I changed my mind, it sounded too tempting, to allow him to flee and then kill him. Vegeta would never know. But my gut told me that was not the way to do it. I always listened to my gut.

I went back to the training grounds Vegeta was still there, levitating in the middle of the room.

"Thank you Raditz," He said before I even came into the room. "I know I am asking a lot of you lately." His eyes never opened he kept on meditating.

"I am here to serve you."

"You dislike him." It was a statement not a question.

"It is not my place to judge whom you associate yourself with Ouji-sama." I tried to keep my tone flat.

"You only call me that when you're angry," How could I ever fool him?

"I just don't see what is so special about him." There I said had it; I threw it out in the open

"I do not have to tell you."

"I know," He looked at me for a while my tail uncoiled and swayed lazily behind me as it always did when I was nervous.

"But for what is worth I do not know myself... You been with me since my birth, you know me better than anyone…"

"That's why I don't understand!" I exclaimed.

"You don't have to," he set foot on the ground and came to me. "Do not worry yourself I will tire of him soon, I think I already am." I knew he was lying.

"But you marked him."

"A mistake… nothing more. Ease your mind Raditz, come fight me." I did, my mind was not at ease, but at least I felt some relief.

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Fucking Raditz locked the door; even as strong as I was I could not budge it. I tried to open it with no success. I seriously hoped Chivaa showed up soon. Fuck! Couldn't I keep my mouth shut, I had to go and tell Raditz... Raditz of all people! to help me escape. I had gone to ask for a room instead I found myself plotting to leave. Fuck... fuck.... fuck! Now Raditz will tell Vegeta and more than likely he will either kill me or keep a guard on me at all times. The prince has proven to go out of his way to keep me under his will.

I paced the room like a caged animal... that's exactly what I was. I walked to the window to observe the training elites... Kuso! I should be down there; instead I was being tossed around like a rag doll at every turn.

I heard the door open, I prepared myself to curse at Chivaa for not coming any sooner, instead I was met by deep black eyes.

"I see you're feeling better." He made his way to his chair and sat himself down.

"No I feel like shit... I hurt everywhere thanks to your... men, and I'm locked up here wasting away."

"All your fault." He added matter of fact. "If you hadn't tried to escape my... men would have never had the chance to harm you. And as for wasting away there is nothing I can do about that." His eyes roamed my frame, how infuriating. I was trying to make a point and all he could think about was sex.

"I should be training!" I snapped

"Tell me, who would you train with?" He asked sarcastically, "I am the prince, but you don't actually expect me to make my elites train with the likes of you?"

I pursed my lips but did not comment, instead I protested. "How am I supposed to defeat you if I can't train?"

"You should have thought of that before you decided to challenge me." He walked toward me, with that maddeningly slow and sensual stride of his. I looked the other way not to be pulled by it. I felt his open palm on my chest, the mild discomfort of my wound made me flinch.

"Does it hurt?" He asked sounding genuinely curious… or was it worried. I didn't answer; I'd be dammed if I admit it to him. His hand pressed harder and harder making me gasp and double, this time it did hurt… a lot.

"Yes." I whispered finally, unable to take the increasing pressure.

"Why do you fight it?" his voice no more than a whisper, "Why do you fight me?" his hand went from my chest to my stomach and under my tunic. I shuddered at the contact of his gloved palm against my warm skin. I stood immobile, trying to suppress shaking at his touch.

His other hand came to follow suit under my garments. Chivaa's words came back repeating themselves over and over… He marked you, he will never let you go… don't you see? Even if he lets you go, as long as you wield that mark you will always belong to him… always belong to him… always belong… always...

"Why did you mark me?" I finally asked as softly as he had, he said nothing; I felt his hand come around to my back and roam free. He was sanding so close to me, yet our bodies did not touch. He began running his fingers softly over the planes of my back sending chills down my spine, I shudder visibly.

One of those maddening hands came to rest on my hip, the other slowly made its way to the small of my back, scratching its way down as it did so until it came to the spot where my tail would have been and scratched there as well. At that moment I forgot all my hatred, all my thoughts of vengeance and gave way to this new and exhilarating sensation that took over my body. Unable to take it anymore I let my forehead rest on his shoulder; if he sought to humiliate me he accomplished his goal. I moaned out loud and my legs gave way unable to support me. He knelt with me taking advantage of my helpless state and began kissing his way from my shoulder up my neck and then down again, all the while stroking that one spot that drove my wild. His mouth came to my ear and sucked at its lobe. My moans increased in volume, I wanted it to stop, I needed it to stop before it was too late and I sent it all to hell, to do otherwise would be admitting that I wanted him… that I had feelings for him. Yes I did have feelings, I loathed him for making me do this, act this way, feel this…

"What do you want?" he whispered into my ear, my mind was reeling, my senses near overload. I could smell my own arousal. Suddenly the hand stopped, the mouth left my ear stripping me from the heavenly sensations my body so obviously craved. I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me.

"What do you want?" he repeated. I came to my senses just in time to save my honor. I turned the other way as if not looking at him would make me braver somehow.

"I want…" I said shakily, "I want to defeat you." We stayed kneeling on the floor motionless for a long time. I felt him get up and leave the room. I released the breath I was holding and fell forward on all fours. I stayed like that for a while, the sensations he brought upon me still coursing through my body…"Good God…how am I going to fight this?" I asked myself out loud. I almost gave in to him, almost forsaken everything for the sake of pleasure. Pleasure he can elicit so easily from me.

I got up and made my way to the door, my legs still shaking, I wanted to get out of here, the place reeked like him.

As I reached my destination, the door flew open to display an enraged Raditz. He grabbed me by the throat and slammed my head on the far wall so fast that I didn't even know what was going on until I felt the stabbing pain and the tickle of warm blood running down my spine.

"What you do to him?!" the elite demanded, "What the fuck did you do filth!"

"I… I…" I found it hard to speak; the hand on my throat was cutting all air supply. He let go and I fell on the floor. He kicked me mercilessly on the stomach, my hands came to shield it from further attacks or to brace the pain I was not sure anymore. He grabbed me by the hair and lifted me off the ground and to his face. At this point I was feeling light headed; I didn't know what hurt more my head or my gut.

"Talk!" Raditz snapped, and then brought his face closer to me and sniffed. He face contorted horribly I was thrown to the other side of the room I landed on a glass table smashing it on contact. I felt the shattered glass pierce my flesh. I coughed up blood; my previous wounds obviously open…or was it new ones? I saw his feet approach and I braced myself for the onslaught to come… only it never did.

I felt Vegeta before I could see him. A series of blows followed, no words, only raw power. From where I was sprawled on the floor I could see his white boots, his tail twitching from side to side violently. I smiled weakly, hypnotized by it. Then I felt an enormous amount of power gather, then a warm light. I reached out and caught that pretty fluffy tail, it was so soft, so light, I ran my fingers through it and brought it to my face rubbing it against my cheek…so soft, in an instant the power was gone the room dark, the tail left my hand and I reached to get it back. Then I found myself being lifted from the floor. I saw Vegeta's sharp profile, I reached out to touch his cheek, and he smiled at me, how handsome he was. I finally was at my limit I hung my head to one side and saw Chivaa standing by the door, Raditz sat with his back against the wall not too far. I was set gently on the bed. I felt a pressure on my chest followed by overwhelming warmth

"Sleep." I heard Vegeta say, the soft words a command. I closed my eyes unable to keep them open any longer and slept.

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After the episode in the training room, I went to my room to change I'd gotten such a good workout on this day that I was exhausted. I showered, letting the water soothe my aching muscles. Now I lay on my bed reflecting on everything that had happened today.

Vegeta actually tried to reassure me that Kakarotto was nothing more than a toy he will tire of soon… why? Vegeta never explained himself to anyone. It sounded almost as if he was trying to convince himself. But never mind that… Kakarotto had actually asked me to help him escape. Now that was really what I needed to ponder about. With the idiot gone Vegeta would come back to his senses, to his old self. But do I really want to let him off that easily? Not by any means. He must pay, he must redeem all the wrongs he's done and to do that death is the only option, Painful death that is.

I needed to find a way to get rid of him without having Vegeta blame me for it. I thought about this long and hard, toying with the idea, approaching it from every angle. I could only come up with one possible solution. Find an elite dumb enough to do it without knowing or caring about the consequences. I scanned in my mind the ranks and came up with a hand full of such individuals. Nappa was my first choice, that brute would jump at the chance. If I know Vegeta the way I think I do he will act first and ask questions later. After Nappa was dead there would be no one to point their fingers at me.

I smirked evilly. All I needed to do was stage the perfect situation; bring Nappa and Kakarotto together and it would be a done deal. I got up and went to the training grounds, Nappa's favorite place. I felt my humor returning, feeling very good about myself. Is all a matter of time before that pest is gone from our lives....just you wait Kakarotto... you just gave me the answer to all my problems.

I trained for hours, Nappa was not there, but my new resolution gave me the strength I thought I lost. I defeated all my opponents easily. I would much rather train with Vegeta but these fools would have to do for now. As I sent an elite reeling towards the wall I felt Vegeta's agitated ki approaching fast. I looked just in time to see come through the door. Everyone in the room froze. I had only seen Vegeta this mad a handful of times. The last one I remembered was when he was about twelve and the King refused to take him to a raid to the slumps.

"Vegeta…" He directed his dark gaze at me. I felt a chill running down my spine, this time out of fear rather than desire.

"Vegeta…" I repeated. He came on me like a hawk I didn't even had time to block. All in the room where gone… hmph pack of cowards, but at least I didn't have to bear the embarrassment later… I defended as best as I could from the vicious attacks, I was exhausted from all the training I did. It's been a while since Vegeta fought this diligently and just like that he stopped and left, leaving me there to ponder on what just happened. I didn't have to ponder though, I knew whatever was wrong had to do with that… that curse.

I flew to Vegeta's room as fast as I could, kicking the door open before landing. I saw the motherfucker right in front of me I grabbed him by the throat and smashed his head against the wall at the far end of the room. I'll kill him! I don't fucking care anymore. I'll deal with Vegeta later. I'm even willing to die as long as I end this nonsense right now. I let him drop on his knees, not even allowing him time to breathe; I kicked as hard as I could. The smell of his blood exquisite to my shattered senses… pride. I pounded some more, taking care; I wanted to prolong this simple fact of killing him like the vermin he is.

I felt a presence, very weak but I didn't care, it was gone before I could see who it was. I readied myself to blast him to oblivion when I was pulled by the hair and thrown to the other side of the room. Vegeta was standing by the bastard, his eyes dark, his ki menacing. Pleading with my eyes knowing full well that if I spoke to try and explain I would make it worse. He beat me almost to the point of unconsciousness then he just stood there glaring, letting his Ki build into something ugly I've never felt before. I can proudly say that I have never been scared in my life, but I was scared now. I could see the debate behind my prince's dark eyes, and then he lifted his hand gathering the ki there. I hung my head in defeat; there was nothing I could do. I was going to be killed... killed for the sake of a fucking third class child.

Then just like that the Ki was gone. I lifted my head to see Vegeta looking down; I followed with my eyes and saw Kakarotto holding Vegeta's tail, rubbing it against his cheek. I looked at this hypnotized. Vegeta knelt next to him, I thought I heard him purr, but that can't be.

He gently lifted the bastard from the floor and took him to the bed. I felt the same weak presence from before; I turned my head toward it and saw a young girl, the same young girl Kakarotto had taken from Vegeta's wrath... so this is how he found out... I thought weakly. I could not kill Kakarotto, but this one will pay for the both of them.

I discarded the thoughts from my mind for now and turn to look at the pair on the bed. Vegeta had his hand on the boy's chest, I could feel the Ki Vegeta was releasing into the bastard's body.

"Sleep," I heard Vegeta whisper. Then he got up and walked away giving me a look that scared me more than hell itself as he passed me.

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It was three days before he called for me. Needless to say those were the three longest days of my life. During that time I kept low profile, staying mostly in my quarters.

I walked slowly; purposely prolonging what might be the last moments of my life... all for that fucking filthy bastard... I got to his meditating room. Of course the bastard was still unconscious in his room. I knocked on Vegeta's door… something I haven't done for years.

"Come." I heard Vegeta's voice, it sounded calm, almost friendly to me relief. I obeyed and came into the room I've only been in a handful of times.

"Ouji-sama." I bowed respectfully; his back was to me… he was facing the window. I too looked at the waterfall beyond it. He turned to me and fixed me a puzzled look.

"I've thought about your punishment long and hard. And the more I thought about it I arrived to the same conclusion...Why...Why would my loyal servant... no you are not a servant, you are my guard, my mentor and I thought my friend... would go against my wishes and take it upon yourself to harm my most precious possession?" Upon hearing those words I felt as if a knife cut at my insides... most precious... I looked at him for a long time, not knowing what to say, willing my rage and hurt not to make me say things I shouldn't.

"I thought he had hurt you somehow." I whispered, he came closer to me.

"I only hurt myself... will you try to kill me too?" there was no sarcasm; his tone was flat in fact.

"I thought... I mean the way you acted..."

"How can he hurt me? He couldn't even defend himself against you and I can kill you in less than a heartbeat." I looked down unable to meet his gaze. "Look at me." He ordered. "You hate him, I can see that and I do not blame you. But he is MY toy and as long as I don't tire of him you will have to deal with it. You should thank him; I was really going to kill you." The knife went deeper, cutting more of me. I didn't want to owe him my life... couldn't owe him my life.

"I was willing to die, I still am as long as that spell he has cast on you is broken I do not care what befalls me." I struggled with the words.

"Spell?" he gave a short laugh, "you do not believe on that nonsense do you Raditz?" He chuckled some more. "He is strong for a third class, I want to test him... but if he keeps getting hurt..."

"There's more to it than that!" I dared say. Vegeta's gaze sharpened on me

"Whether there is or not is none of your business Raditz."

"I have served you since your birth. I'd like to think that my opinion would matter to you somehow Ouji-sama." I said sarcastically. At this point I didn't care anymore... too many blows for my shattered heart to handle.

"There's nothing to opinion about." He walked back to the window to gaze outside once more. "You may leave." I stood there stupefied; I had expected more of a fight, more rage, a punishment, even death. Instead it was as if Vegeta was trying to convince himself rather than me that he did not care for Kakarotto.

And Raditz," he called as I made my way to the door, "Better pray he wakes up."

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The morning sun on my face woke me up from my deep slumber..."Where am I?" I groaned out loud to no one in particular.

"Back on the Ouji's bed." A feminine voice responded. I snapped my eyes open, a sharp stabbing pain coursed through me. I looked around to see Chivaa sitting down on a chair by the bed. I brought my hand to my eyes to shield them from the sun and also to keep my brains from flying out.

"How long have I been out?" I asked.

"Five days." She said calmly, checking on a needle on my arm. I looked mildly curious to the equipment by the bed.

"Five... days?!" I repeated amazed

"Yup... that Raditz must have got you good."

"Raditz?" details were fuzzy; I could not remember why I was lying down here. I was hurting too much to try and think about it. "What happened?"

"You don't remember?"

"Not at the moment."

"Raditz must have hit you harder than I thought."

"...Very funny."

"You really don't remember?" Chivaa asked again and I shook my head no. "Vegeta-sama told me to "Tend" to you, and I don't think he meant your wounds. Anyways when I got here Raditz was kicking the shit out of you, so I went and told Vegeta-sama and he came and beat Raditz... he was going to kill him too, but then you did the funniest thing... you grabbed his tail and started playing with it... you really don't remember?" I shook my head again, although some of it was coming back to me. "Anyways, Vegeta-sama thought it was funny, too `cause he smiled... a real smile, not one of those smirks and carried you to the bed."

"I thought he was mad at me." I said more to myself than to her.

"I thought you didn't remember."

"I remember what happened before."

"Anyhow he gave you some of his ki and left."

"What about Raditz?"

"Don't know I pretty much hung around here, he saw me so he probably knows I snitched." She sounded scared.

"Don't worry if he hasn't killed you by now, I don't think he will."

"Easy for you to say, I don't have a prince to save me every time."

"Shut up!"

"Well I'm going," she got up and walked to the door.

"Where?"

"To tell Vegeta-sama, he came two days ago and told me to get him when you woke up."

"I don't want to see him." I protested weakly.

"Well too bad Kakarotto. I'm getting him; he's my wellbeing insurance, I don't want to piss him off."

"Bitch!"

"Third class!"

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I lay in bed waiting for Vegeta to grace me with his presence. I didn't have to wait long; he silently made his way to the foot of the bed. Our eyes met.

"I trust you're feeling better," his voice flat.

"I do." Mine also.

"Raditz won't be a nuisance anymore."

"It makes no difference to me." I lied, trying to sound as cold as he did.

"I thought you might want to know." He came around the bed and stood by my side. His tail uncoiled from his waist, he seemed not to notice. He looked at the machine I was hooked to and seemed to relax somewhat. His tail came up to my face and tickled me behind the ear. I should have grabbed it and squeezed the pulp out of it, but instead I mutherfucking started to purr... I had no idea I could do that, but there I was purring like the pet I was. He turned his head towards me and saw what was happening. His cheeks turned red and the tail was pulled away. I didn't say anything. I stopped purring immediately, hoping that if I ignored this very embarrassing situation it would just go away.

"Are you hungry?" I heard him say, still somewhat embarrassed or surprised by his appendage's actions

"No." I lied. Who know how long it has been since I hate anything, if all this beatings didn't killed me, hunger certainly will, but I wanted him to go away, away with his smell... his hypnotizing tail... his deep eyes that could make me falter and forget my purpose in life.

"Well I am," he stated and walked to his chair and sat down crossing his legs and staring straight at me. A moment later two slaves came in carrying all sorts of meats and delicious food and set it down on the table. My mouth watered and my stomach began making all kind of obnoxious noises. The slaves left and Vegeta promptly began eating. I looked the other way trying to ignore him and the smell of food. My stomach kept on singing and I tried to ignore it as well. I felt his tail crept up my body; I flinched and turned indignantly to be faced with it holding some sort of fruit. Before my pride told me otherwise I snatched and devour it with fervor. His tail hooked itself around my waist and pulled me to the food. My façade so obviously gone by now, I began eating everything in my path. Vegeta just looked at me amused.

"I am afraid to think how much food you will need when you are hungry." I glared at him from my meal of roasted meat. His eyes deepened on me, "Eat and get well," he sighted.

"What do you care?" I asked knowing full well he did.

"I will not train a half dead ungrateful brat." I stared at him in disbelief; his eyes softened on mine and made me want to kiss him.

"Will you... train me?" I whispered in awe.

"Didn't you ask me to?" His voice as soft as mine, I was at a loss for words. His tail tightened around me making me realize it was still securely holding me in place.

"I asked you to let me go." I countered.

"That I will not do... you know what you must do to gain your freedom."

"Will you... give me my freedom?"

"If you defeat me, I will let you leave as I promised. Keeping or wanting your freedom will be entirely up to you."

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A/N Next Chapter "Escape" It will take an irreversible act to make Kakarotto realize just how much feelings he has for Vegeta. Escape is his only hope not to get any further in this roller coaster his emotions have become.