Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Facing it Together ❯ And You Thought it Was Vegeta. . . ( Chapter 22 )

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Oh, and Debido, how the heck could I slack off with this Angry Reader slave driving me? *Angry Reader cracks a whip* Damn it, I TOLD you not to do that before a chapter! If you cut a hand then how am I supposed to write this chapter? *mumbles*….Or flick you off for that manner. . .

Angry Reader: *cracks whip again* I heard that.

Anyway, thanks for all of the reviews, even though I got a lot of people saying that I was evil with the whole "pink tutu" thing. . .I know I'm evil, but the tutu was the weakest of my abilities. . .

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Facing it Together

Chapter Twenty-Two: And You Thought it Was Vegeta…

Bulma gasped. She never would have thought that her prayers had been answered. She nearly died of relief. Turles pulled her back but didn't entirely let go, his brows lowering at this new threat. His dark eyes glowed with unbridled malice for the intruder.

Despite this, a smile graced his lips. "Who would have ever thought," Turles muttered with a sight. "That I would see you at this point in time."

"I'm glad that I came," the other man said. "Otherwise, you would decide to force her beyond her will."

"Kakarrot!" Bulma cried, trying to free herself from Turles' grasp, but the man held her back firmly.

Kakarrot placed one fist on his hip, waiting for Turles' to respond. He had only gone down to the kitchen to take his dinner in his room, when he had encountered the two of them. Turles with dark lust in his eyes, Bulma with clear disgust in hers. But Turles was too blinded with desire to let her go. Since when did the cold and impassive right-hand-man of the king show interest in any females?

Kakarrot had heard rumors about him preferring the male sex, but he could care less since he rarely even spoke to the other man, he just thought that Turles only wanted solitude and had no interest in finding anything remotely similar to a mate at that point in time. It was pure shock that he would find him now. Things were just getting strange!

'Come to think off it', Kakarrot thought. 'There isn't as many people hanging around here like they normally do. . .And if what Chi Chi has told me about the king and Bulma, then Turles would know better than to grope her in public. . .wait a minute. . .'

"So you've decided to fight King Vegeta, huh?" Kakarrot said, raising a brow. "Well, I can't let that happen. Especially not when you're violating something of his."

"'Something of'. . ." Bulma trailed off, looking up at Turles. Turles frowned at Kakarrot. "This 'something of his' has not been claimed yet, so how about you go back to your human mate and leave us to ourselves?"

Bulma gasped. "You and Chi Chi--!"

Kakarrot only gave her a nod. "How did you find out about that?"

Turles shot him an evil smirk. "I have all resources available to me, and I make good use of them, even now. And when I'm king, you and your little alien will perish."

"You're a hypocrite! You think that claiming non-Saiyan mates is wrong? Then what the hell are you doing now to her?!" Kakarrot motioned to Bulma. "You're heading down the same path King Vegeta is, but he's walking down it, and you're running! It took him 57 years to find her, and it only took you a few weeks--"

'Wow,' Bulma thought. 'Vegeta's 57 years old? He doesn't look like it. . .'

"--How long is it going to be after you're king when you step into his new gravity room with the intention of becoming stronger." Kakarrot shook his head. "I, personally, see nothing wrong with how Vegeta is running this planet, but I do see something wrong with you saying that you're still clinging onto the old Saiyan ways when you're doing exactly what Vegeta-ou is but only faster."

With that, Turles shoved Bulma aside. "What was that?" Turles asked in an ominous tone.

But Kakarrot didn't back down. "Unless you're deaf, you heard everything I said. You're a hypocrite and if you do somehow manage to defeat King Vegeta, then all you have to do is wait a few years until this happens to you too."

Turles growled and stepped forward. "You are going to hope that this is just a dream by the time I'm through with you."

"Is that so? I heard that Vegeta took you out in only three and a half minutes," Kakarrot said with a smirk. "I at least can last a full hour with him." He barely had time to duck Turles' punch. Kakarrot kicked him in his side.

'And now,' Kakarrot said as he felt the sting of Turles fist connect to his stomach. 'The fun begins. . .'

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Vegeta made his way down the hallway, shaking his head. When he was a kid, he had thought that any uprising against him was going to be a difficult and exciting challenge, but this was just pathetic. He had already been attacked by some chick by the name of Taya, and it had only been twenty minutes since his arrival. Couldn't someone at least make him sweat?

He turned a corner and sighed. Another one of these random gangs. There was at least ten, maybe fifteen people assembled in the hallway, dropped in their fighting stances. Did he really have this many morons residing in his kingdom?

'Hmm. . .Turles lived here,' his mind reminded him. 'But then again he is going to die here too. . .' He shook his head, refusing to touch on that point right now.

"Well then," Vegeta said with a sigh. "How about we conclude this little tea party of yours, since this definitely will not be a warm-up. No one in this palace even comes close to my power. And all of you combined couldn't even bruise me even in your imaginations."

"We'll see about that!" Some random member of the group yelled.

Vegeta smirked again. This was just too easy. . .

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Bulma left Kakarrot and Turles to fight amongst themselves. 'Besides,' she thought to herself. 'I have to warn Vegeta about all of this.' She turned a corner and ran.

'Perhaps this isn't a good time to mention that you still have no clue where you're going.'

"Right again," she said aloud. "But my luck always leads me to Vegeta, now doesn't it?"

'Kinda like fate, eh Bulma?'

"Shut up," she told her mind and rounded another corner.

"Bulma?" a voice asked. "Who are you talking to?"

The woman in question whirled around. "Chi Chi!"

Chi Chi rose a brow at her. "I thought you went back to Chikyuu?"

Bulma looked down at the ground. "Yeah, well. . .I kinda had a change in plans. . ."

The other woman smiled knowingly. "So it seems."

"Anyway, I just heard from Kakarrot! You too are. . .?"

Chi Chi wore a huge grin. "Yes."

Bulma gave her a hug. "I knew it. I told you so. And you doubted me!" The brunette rolled her eyes, knowing that it was coming. "I'm so happy for--"

"And what do we have here?"

The two women turned and stared at the newcomer. It was that big guy Vegeta called Nappa with a few other men that she had no idea of who they were. She hadn't even heard anyone coming down the hall.

"It would seem that we have Vegeta's bitch. And by the sound of it, Kakarrot's as well. Limato was right to say that the third-class needed to be destroyed as well," Nappa said.

Chi Chi let go of Bulma. "What did you say?" She ignored Bulma's frantic shaking of her head, clearly thinking that it was a bad idea to provoke them.

"I wonder," Nappa continued. "That if we kill the both of you, will King Vegeta finally get serious?"

Chi Chi prepared her fighting stance. "Perhaps. But you're going to have a hell of a time trying." She looked at Bulma who sighed and drew her sword, cringing when she remembered who gave it to her. 'Remind me to replace this and melt it when this is all over. . .'

"Well, then," Nappa said, gesturing to his men who advanced on the two. "Let's get started."

Author's Note: Now that one wasn't that bad of a cliffhanger, huh?

Angry reader: *grips whip* What the heck are you talking about? What happens to Chi Chi and Bulma?

*laughs evilly* Well, if you hadn't cut my hand with that when I was reaching for my glass of Pepsi, you would have found out. Here that folks?! *points to Angry Reader* He's at blame here!

*all the other readers gang up on Angry Reader. Angry reader backs into a corner*

You see? Now you know how it feels to be pressured! Hee hee. See you guys later. . .*whispers* can't say the same for him, though. . .

Angry reader: I heard that! *gets dragged from the room*

FINALLY! *pulls chocolate cake slice from her desk drawer* He didn't know about this one! Hehe. . .Well, thanks for reading!