Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come Together ❯ Part 6 ( Chapter 6 )

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Come Together

by chayron (lttomb@yahoo.com)

Disclaimer: I don’t own DBZ characters; I’m making no money of this fic.

Warnings: Yaoi – Gk/Vg

Part 6

In the morning, after breakfast, Goku and Vegeta were led into the same hall as before. The Queen was already there, twirling a strand of her hair around a finger. Ahrae stopped her squad before the throne.

The Queen ceased playing with her hair. “I reconsidered everything once again and decided that your boy isn’t guilty. I will lend my assistance to you. Prince Vegeta, you heard Ahrae’s suggestion yesterday. Do you accept it?”

“Yes,” Vegeta repeated his previous affirmation. He was glad Kakarott didn’t understand the language they spoke. But Kakarott wasn’t stupid; he’d soon understand everything…

“Good,” the Queen nodded. “You will come back after your son has saved. I don’t care about your subaltern.” She snuggled into her throne. “Norayn is on the planet Darfat. I suppose you know it?” She looked questioningly at Vegeta.

Vegeta nodded, trying to pretend the information was new to him. He already knew where Noryan was from his little spy mission the day before. But he knew too, that he and Kakarott alone wouldn’t be able to get through the planet’s defenses unnoticed.

He had heard the previous day about all the difficulties that were waiting for them on the planet: an artificial power field surrounded the planet. The only way to reach planet’s surface was to create a portal. And it had to be created as far away from Norayn’s base as possible because he would most definitely feel the extraneous interference.

Vegeta thought briefly about IT, but Kakarott had never been to the planet, and he would have no idea where to IT them. Yes, he could IT them to the planet’s surface directly from the spaceship if he could sense Trunks, but Vegeta was sure they would force Trunks to keep his ki low. It would take and eternity to find him.

And what if they materialized near Norayn’s base? IT required ki, too. Norayn himself wasn’t able to sense it, but what if some of his warriors had the ability? Norayn might even kill Trunks before they could reach him. Vegeta refused to think that his son might already be dead.

And what was more, the planet was enormous. And dangerous. Only a crazed mage such as Norayn would have settled down there. Vegeta snorted mentally. Mages. The stupid planet was full of stupid magic and even more stupid magical creatures. Vegeta had never heard of any warriors having returned from the planet…alive… That’s why they needed the Fire Clan’s help. They needed mages.

“I’ll send three mages and one warrior with you. Ahrae assured me that you both are powerful. Keeping in mind your strategic abilities, that should be more than enough,” the Queen said to Vegeta after she finished reciting what Vegeta already knew. “Do you agree?”

“Yes,” Vegeta nodded.

“Then you shall leave in four hours. We will meet in this hall. The three mages will be commanded by Ahrae. I don’t think you’ll have any trouble cooperating with Ahrae. She is usually very accommodating…” The Queen rose, indicating the end of the discussion.

“What?!” Ahrae recoiled with shock. “You’re sending me with them?! No way! I’m not going!”

“That’s your punishment. You disobeyed my command yesterday,” the Queen even didn’t slow her pace.

“I! Do! Not! Want! To! Go!” Ahrae hissed at her Queen’s back.

The Queen turned around smirking. “And! I! Do! Not! Fucking! Care!”

“Shit…” Ahrae silently sighed, realizing she had no hope to persuade the Queen otherwise. She motioned for Vegeta and Goku to follow her.

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Four hours later they stood again in the familiar hall with Fire Clan’s symbols. Vegeta and Goku wore belts around their torsos with various capsules from their spaceship. Ahrae had ordered her warriors to get the equipment for them. They were both wearing white armor that Ahrae had given them. It was very similar to what Bulma had copied for Vegeta before.

This was very suspicious to the prince. When he saw that Ahrae had a similar belt with capsules around her waist. She was even wearing the same white breastplate as them. Suddenly, he understood. The Fire Clan had spies on Earth. They had been stealing plans and designs from Capsule Corporation.

Vegeta began to feel very irritated that the girl looked a lot like him, like they were a team. She wore a blue uniform similar to his training suit. She had black hair and she wasn’t that tall… At least her boots are different, Vegeta thought, but noticed that she was staring down at them, obviously not liking them.

The hall was filled with about fifty warriors and mages from the Fire Clan and about twenty various aliens. Vegeta decided that after long peaceful life the Saiyans were probably the only amusement for them. Every time he and Kakarott came, the hall was full of people…

Finally the crowd went silent, indicating that the Queen was coming. The Queen quickly proceeded through the hall to her throne. She motioned for three soldiers from her entourage. Vegeta knew that were mages who had yesterday volunteered to accompany them. The only person who didn’t want to go was Ahrae. She really had had no idea her Queen would send her.

The Queen extended her hand, and in a flash there was a rippling green passage. After his shock subsided, Vegeta realized that it was a show-off tactic meant to convey the Fire Clan’s strength. He heard some of the aliens gasp at the quickness of the portal’s creation. Because Kakarott knew nothing about portals and the skill and strength needed to create them, he was completely unimpressed. Vegeta saw the girl roll her eyes at the Queen before motioning for the mages to enter. Then the three of them followed.

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Vegeta quickly observed his surroundings. They were in the middle of a yellow nothingness. There was only yellow desert around them and a big roasting sun above them. The air was thick and hot. No wind stirred the air. Heat waves could be seen swirling in the hot air. The sky was a weird greenish color. Vegeta couldn’t feel any ki within a fifteen miles radius around them. He turned back to the Fire Clan members that had come with him to see them fumbling with maps and compasses.

“Norayn’s base is to the west,” Ahrae informed them, throwing one of her capsules on the ground. Her subordinates did the same, and four greenish planes appeared.

Vegeta noticed that Kakarott was looking at the planes questioningly. “They can’t fly,” he explained. He almost laughed at Kakarott’s expression.

Actually, Fire Clan mages had the ability, but it required too much energy and effort that it simply didn’t pay off. The warriors couldn’t even get off the ground.

Vegeta motioned for Kakarott to follow him towards the west. They rose into the air together and sped off in that direction. After several minutes of flying, the Fire Clan caught up with them. Vegeta and Goku intentionally didn’t fly at top speed to avoid drawing unnecessary attention to their high ki signatures. They decided not to risk it in case if there were creatures here with the ability to read ki. But they were still flying very fast.

After four hours of flying, the humming sound of the planes began to dance about on the prince’s nerves. He was considering blasting three of them away and making the mages fly on their own when his eye caught something black on the horizon. He sped forward. The air grew cooler. After twenty minutes, they saw that it was a forest. Vegeta extended his senses and realized that there were life forms in the forest, apparently animals.

They flew about five more hours, but didn’t find any other creatures with any ki worth attention. The Saiyans were hungry and a bit tired. Vegeta decided on a break to hunt and generally eat and rest. He picked a promising spot and landed. After the Fire Clan had capsulated their planes, Vegeta announced that he was going to do some hunting and suggested that it would be a good idea to start a fire. He and Goku went further into the forest.

The three mages met each other eyes, laughed, then shrugged their shoulders and sat on the soft ground. They weren’t hungry, and what was more, they didn’t eat meat. They decided that apparently the prince was deceived when Ahrae had tasted their meal in the palace. The small amount of meat and fat didn’t disgust them; it simply made them sick. But Ahrae considered the idea, sighed, and went to gather the wood.

Ahrae looked around. The place the prince had chosen was gorgeous. They had settled down on a luscious patch of green grass near a small clear lake. The lake was surrounded by dense forest. Apparently, Saiyan’s like nature as much as the Fire Clan did. The atmosphere appealed to her more than normal because she was tired of the overcrowded city she lived in on her home planet.

Ahrae didn’t need to go very far into the forest for wood. There were many dry twigs and logs lying on the ground. She didn’t see any animals, but presumed that the prince and her mages could sense their ki. She went back to her mages and picked, in her opinion, the best space for the fire. She used small amounts of ki to cut the branches into smaller pieces. After several missed blasts and benign laughter from her mages, she finally managed to start a fire. She proudly snorted at them then unfastened her sword and lay down on the soft grass next to them, smiling.

She closed her eyes, traced her hand over soft silky grass and sighed contentedly. Life was beautiful. Almost… She opened her eyes and sat up, looking at the lake. It was slightly rough with small waves all over the surface. It looked so inviting… It was a strange greenish color, but she decided that it didn’t matter.

Gathering her courage, she tested the water and it was just perfect. She slipped off of her clothes and plunged into the refreshing coolness. She laughed joyously when she saw that one of her mages had followed her. She immediately felt her body absorbing the missing amount of moisture lost during the flight. They splashed around for a while until they saw the Saiyans landing with strange beasts on their shoulders.

Vegeta threw his prey from his shoulder and looked at the naked women coming from the water. He turned around and felt his cheeks flush. What were they thinking?! That they were some kind of mermaids?! Where was their modesty?! He glanced at Kakarott, but the other Saiyan didn’t seem to be troubled at all. Right, he’s used to walking around naked.

Ahrae opened one of her capsules, ransacked the things inside for a few moments, and finally found a towel. She wrapped herself in it and walked closer to the prince. “Now I know why it took you so long…” she said, inspecting the strange animal Vegeta had caught.

Vegeta wasn’t sure what to answer. Was it some sort of compliment or was she teasing? “Hn.”

Ahrae observed small red eyes, brown fur, and sharp spikes on creature’s back. Somehow it reminded her of a boar, but she was sure as hell that those creatures didn’t have spikes on their backs. “Are you sure it’s edible?” she asked the prince, then turned to the tall Saiyan who was already disemboweling his beast. He shrugged his shoulders as if to say they would only know after tasting it. She reached to touch one of the sharp spikes. She screamed in fright and pain when the beast suddenly bit her fingers, almost tearing them off. The beast was still alive!

Vegeta turned around from the fire only to see an orange and three blue blasts tearing his meal into shreds. “You, crazy bitches! What’s going on?!” He watched an angry Kakarott quickly advance on the girl as if he was going to strike her. All three mages were immediately at the girl’s side. What the…?! Then he saw Kakarott stop as if confused. Kakarott turned to him with questioning eyes.

“Maybe you can explain why in hell I am so obsessed with your meal?!” Goku yelled at Vegeta then shook his head, trying to clear it. He was angry with himself. That creature had plainly attacked the girl. He could see her face was contorted with pain, and she was clutching her injured arm with the towel. And he was angry because she had spoiled Vegeta’s meal..! What in the hell was going on in his mind?!

Vegeta just rolled his eyes at him. “Of course I can! It’s your stupid instincts! We aren’t mated yet, but you already consider me your mate. Playing the role of the dominant one, you think it’s your responsibility to provide me with food! And it’s getting more and more annoying! So stop it already!” Vegeta growled at him.

“Oh…” Goku scratched his head. “I didn’t know…” Now he realized why he paid so much attention to what and how much Vegeta was eating. “I’m sorry,” he apologized to the girl. She had moved to the lakeside and was busy doctoring her wound, her back to him. “I’ll share with Prince Vegeta, but if you want to eat, you’ll have to catch something on your own,” he looked at the three mages standing next to the girl then went back to his very dead prey.

Vegeta moved closer to the girl. She still sat with her back to him. He growled. His meal had been spoiled, and he wanted to know why.

She withdrew her hand from the lake water and looked at it. The wound was ugly; it was still bleeding. Fer four fingers had been cut to the bone. “Just great! We’ve only just arrived, and you’ve already hurt yourself!” Vegeta snorted at her.

“Sorry about your precious meal, but next time, please make sure it’s really dead!” Ahrae snapped back at him. She still wasn’t able to rid her mind of the image of the spiky re-eyed creature. It was like it had been waiting for her to reach her hand out to it so that it could grab her…

Vegeta didn’t say anything. He had been sure when he brought it back that it had been dead. Weird…

The girl again lowered her hand into the lake. “It’s getting dark. We should stay here tonight,” she said, slowly swirling her injured hand in the water.

Vegeta looked at the sky and had to agree with the girl. “I accept.” He went back to Kakarott who already was cutting his catch into pieces.

Ahrae sighed, withdrew her hand again, and went to her capsule-belt on the grass. She tended to her injured hand then unwrapped the towel with her good hand, tossing it to one of her mages to wash the blood from it. She wanted to put on her uniform but then changed her mind. She started to ransack her capsules. She heard the prince snorting behind her, most likely because of her nudity. Stupid men! Finally she found her khaki pants and t-shirt and black armor. It would be less noticeable in the woods. There was no need to draw any attention.

Ahrae ordered her mages to set up a capsule-house then opened her food capsule. Grabbing some fruits, she moved to join Vegeta and Goku by the fire. She didn’t say anything to him, but inwardly she mused on Vegeta’s words about Goku playing the dominant role. She found it very interesting. As far as she knew, it could only mean that Goku instinctively felt he was stronger and more powerful than Vegeta. That surprised her. Truthfully, it even disturbed her…

“You’ll soon run out of food if you only eat what you brought with you,” Goku remarked, putting the last piece of meat on a spit.

Ahrae handed him the salt and spices. “I hope we won’t have to stay long…”

Vegeta felt a sudden rage. He suppressed his urge to blast the girl on the spot. He grit his teeth and turned to go set up a capsule-house for Kakarott and himself. He felt Kakarott’s surprise look hit his back.

Ahrae tossed some logs onto the fire then motioned for her mages to come forward. It was already dark. She noticed that the tall Saiyan was completely at ease with their little camp. Except for the little incident with ‘boar,’ he hadn’t been aggressive at all. Actually, she was surprised that she could even call him nice. “I heard Vegeta call you Kakarott. Should I call you that?”

Goku shook his head. “Actually, my name really is Goku. Only Prince Vegeta calls me Kakarott.” He decided to explain before the girl began to question. “I was raised on Earth, and they call me Goku. I only learned my Saiyan name after I met my brother. Prince Vegeta refuses to call me Goku.”

“Hmm…” the girl looked at the remains of her fruit. “I can call you Goku. I have no problems with that.”

Goku twiddled the spits in his hands. “And what are your mages’ names?”

“Lanha, Deutr, Mhira,” the girl said, pointing at each of her mages.

“Hmm… You know, you all look the same to me, so don’t get mad if I confuse you,” Goku said, smiling sheepishly at the mages.

The mages looked questioningly at Ahrae, waiting for her to translate. After she did they looked at each other then back at Goku. One of them said something and laughed, creating some strange shining image with her hand in the air. Ahrae laughed, too then explained:

“She said you would be a fine choice for mating with. It’s a pity that you are already paired with Prince Vegeta.”

Goku blushed and looked at the woman who was blushing even more. He realized she had not expected that Ahrae would translate her words to him.

“If I hear anything like that again, I’ll kill you! He’s mine!” Vegeta growled threateningly at the woman. How dare she even think about his Kakarott in such manner?! He made sure to speak in the Fire Clan’s language so that the bitch would have no doubts left about his seriousness.

Goku looked around, perplexed. Everyone had suddenly gone silent then Fire Clan got up and went into their capsule-house. Goku turned to Vegeta. “What in the hell did you just tell them?”

TBC