Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ False Pretenses ❯ Chapter 5

`'Hello again, here's the next installment in our story. I hope you enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: Does it really need to said at this point? I obviously don't own DBZ. Creepy stalker Saiyan is my own creation, as is Starr and the members of her family/

Now, onward to the story!!

Chapter 5

Starr wasn't sure how much time had passed since she arrived on Planet Vegeta. Vegeta kept her busy, constantly training to harness her power. She had grown considerably stronger, that much was obvious, but the continual training had done little to quiet her mind from thinking about Earth and her loved ones. Whenever she was alone in her room she thought about her friends, wondering if they were all right and what were they doing. Where thinking about her? Where they missing her?

`Of course they miss you, you idiot,' she thought to herself as she lay in her bed. She felt a frown form as she thought about Seifer. She missed him dearly and would do anything to be back in his arms, but if she so much as uttered a word about Earth around Vegeta…. Well, let's just say that the Saiyan prince didn't take to kindly to it. He would punish her during training if she even asked about seeing Bulma. She hadn't seen her friend since the dinner with the king, but thanks to her siblings, she knew Bulma was ok, so at least she knew Vegeta was keeping his word. So long as Starr kept her tongue in check around him that is. Starr sighed and rolled over on to her side. She gained so much information about herself that sometimes it felt like her mind was going to explode.

FLASHBACK

Starr sat on her bed, impatiently for waiting for her escort to arrive to take her to meet her family. She played with the hem of her shirt, needing to do something to keep her mind off of how nervous she was to meet them all at once. She'd already met her oldest siblings, but today she was meeting her father and the other three. Starr sighed and flattened out her shirt. A small smile spread across her lips as she looked up at her mirror and at her attire for the day. Being able to wear her clothes and not Saiyan attire was one small luxury she had been granted by Vegeta. It was a small thing, but it was victory non-the less, and she had learned to enjoy the small things. She stood up and began pacing in front of the mirror. She stopped for a moment to admire herself. Starr chose to wear a pair of loose fitting black capris that hung off her hips perfectly, and she paired it with a baby blue razor back tank top that hugged her form in the right places. She was busy admiring her now even longer hair that she had fashioned into a loosely tied braid, when a knock at her door tore her away.

“Finally,” she said irritably as she was opening the door. On the other side stood her twin siblings, Kessoro and Saruka. The younger Saiyan gave the twins an impatient look and put her hands on her hips. “I was getting bored waiting for you to show up.” Saruka rolled her eyes and her younger sister.

“Patience is a virtue, Saluna. Come on,” Saruka said motioning for the girl to follow them. Kessoro smirked as he heard the girl's response under her breath.

“A virtue I obviously don't possess, just like 99% of the Saiyan population.” Starr followed her brother and sister down the long hallway and out into the sunlight as they exited through a door. Without speaking, the three of them took to the skies. Starr closed her eyes as she felt the wind blowing through her hair with a smile on her face. Kessoro regarded her in silent amusement. He was always amazed that his young sister could always manage to find joy in the little things, like flying. He smirked as he realized that it must be an Earthling thing, because the blue haired woman he'd become friends with was the same way. Starr opened her eyes, and when she noticed that Kessoro was watching her, she gave her brother a small smile. Both returned their focus on the skies ahead and continued following Saruka.

Before long the trio began to descend. They landed on the ground in front of a modest sized hut. Without bothering to knock, Saruka pushed the door open and walked in, followed by Kessoro and Starr.

“Father?” Saruka called out to the apparently empty house. Starr waited next to her brother, waiting for someone to respond. A tall Saiyan looking much like Kessoro came into view and put a hand on Saruka's shoulder when he approached. He gave a nod to Kessoro before his eyes settle on Starr. He studied her for a moment, not speaking a word. When he finally did speak, the words came out in a hushed whisper easily heard by Saiyan ears.

“Saluna…. You look so much like your mother. The resemblance is truly uncanny. I am Keaton, your father, if you couldn't already figure that out.” Starr said nothing as she stood there watching the man, her father, as he studied her. After a few minutes of no one moving, Keaton motioned for the trio to follow him. He led them through the kitchen of the little hut and out a back door. Starr squinted as the bright sun hit her eyes. Her eyes quickly adjusted, and Starr saw that the group of four suddenly became a party of seven. The women stood behind Keaton regarding Starr curiously.

“So,” one of them spoke out. “this is our long-lost sister?”

“Certainly seems way,” the second one replied. “Otherwise, we may have to have a discussion with the oldest ones about not bringing strays home anymore.” Behind he, a third one simply stared at Starr, not saying anything. Starr looked from person to person, taking in each person's face. She could definitely see the resemblance everyone kept talking about.

“Ummm, hi?” Starr said awkwardly to the group in front of her. Starr had always been the social one of her group, but here she didn't know the attitudes and temperaments of the people around here. She'd already learned the hard way from Vegeta how quickly a person could change. Kessoro, sensing his sister's discomfort stepped in.

“This is Astra,” he pointed to number one, “Surleena,” number two, “and this young one is Saria,” he said pointing to the smallest one of the group. Astra and Surleena nodded at Starr, while Saria, being more brazen, walked right up to Starr.

“Are you strong?” Saria asked, looking at her older sister. Starr resisted the urge to laugh at her serious face.

“I'd like to think so,” Starr responded.

“Show me! Right now!” Saria said, crouching down, showing that she wanted to spar. This time Starr really did laugh out loud.

“How old are you?”

“I'm six. Stop laughing and let's go!” she commanded. Starr put a hand over her mouth trying to stifle her laughter. Saria cocked at her head and looked at her father.

“Is Saluna broken?” she asked in a curious way that only a six-year-old could.

“That's enough, Saria,” Keaton said. “Saluna will not be sparring. Orders from the prince himself.” Starr rolled her eyes at the mention of Vegeta, earning herself a dirty look from from Saruka.

“There will be plenty of time to get to know your sister later, but for now I need to speak with Saluna,” he continued. “Saluna, come with me. Astra, Surleena, take Saria and go work with her.” The middle sister's nodded and took a protesting Saria outside. Once they were gone, Keaton spoke.

There's some things you need to know,” he began. “Kessoro and Saruka already know all this, but you need to know and understand why you were sent away.” Starr said nothing and waited for him to continue.

“When a Saiyan child is born, their power lever is tested to determine potential fighting class. All Saiyans go through this. Your siblings, myself, and you. Our family has always shown to be a minimum of a first-class warrior, and we've have an exceptional amount of elite, like your brother and sister here. You were tested of course when you were born, but something wasn't right. You were registering far too high. You were tested multiple times. The King himself supervised the last testing regiment you went through. Your power level tested almost as high as the Prince's did at birth. It was unheard of. Prince Vegeta is royalty, and him being born with such a high power was truly a blessing, but here was the infant female testing almost as high as a royal family member. In the past, when a male tests that high they are, taken care of, so to speak, as to protect the royal family. The king decided to spare you this fate however. In his mind, if you were this strong than you would make an excellent addition to the royal family. You were meant to become the No Ouji's mate when you were older.” Starr gave her father a disgusted look at the last part, but said nothing as he held his hand up to stop her.

“Let me finish. That was what was decreed, but as you have no doubt figure out, it didn't quite go to plan. Frieza learned about your power, about this tiny infant who showed great promise. He already had Prince Vegeta under his control and he wanted you as well. We caught word that he wanted you brought to him as an infant, to be raised under him. We still to this day have no idea how he found out about you. We suspected a traitor in our midst, but no indication of who it was. Obviously, the King couldn't risk having you sent to Frieza and used against us, so he made the decision to have you sent away. Very few people were allowed to know what was going on, present company included. It was decided that you would go to Earth until the King felt it right to have you brought back. The plan was set in motion before Frieza was due to arrive to collect you. He was told that another Saiyan had attacked and killed you in a rage over your high power level, and the burnt body of a female infant was presented to him as proof. He accepted it and left. We're not sure how he learned that a strong female Saiyan was living on Earth, but as soon as we were alerted to his knowledge, the King told Vegeta everything and sent him with a small royal guard to retrieve you. Once he arrived on Earth, well you already know that part.” Keaton took a breath as he finished his tale. Starr was too stunned to speak, so her only response was to plop down on the grass and cover her face with her hands.

“This….this is too much,” she finally said, her voice breaking. “How do you expect me to process all this information? Holy shit! I mean, what the fuck!” Starr took a deep breath, and that busted out laughing. “First, I'm supposed to be Vegeta's sex toy, then I'm sent away because of the same power level that made me his future sex toy, then I get taken from my home because of said power level being discovered from psychotic alien freak…..” She couldn't control her laughter as this point. It was the only defense mechanism she had left at this point.

“Uh, are you ok?” Kessoro asked, confusion in his voice. Starr finally stopping laughing and slowly pulled her hands from her face and folded them in front of her.

“Do you have any idea how incredibly insane this sounds?” she asked, her voice in a dead serious tone. “That everything that has happened has been because of a power level I supposedly had when I was a fucking baby?” She felt her anger started to take over, her rage beginning to cloud her vision.

“Goku was killed because of a stupid fucking test that was done as soon as I could fucking walk,” she added, her voice in a barely audible, dangerous whisper. The ground began to rumble beneath her, and her siblings sensing what was happening quickly acted. Kessoro crouched down in front of the young Saiyan, while Saruka positioned herself in front of their father.

“Saluna,” Kessoro said in a calm voice, grabbing her hands. “Look at me.” He waited until Starr slowly shifted her eyes upward, the onyx showing a ring of blue around the edges. “Calm yourself, do not do this here. You know perfectly well that your sister and I will not be able to stop you. Think about how Vegeta will react if he finds out that you lost control. How he will react if he learns you let your secret out? Think about what will happen to Bulma,” he quickly added in a whisper. Realization hit the young girl like a ton of bricks. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. The rumbling the ground ceased, and she felt her anger and rage disappearing. She took another deep breath and slowly opened her eyes. Her purely onyx eyes stared directly into her brother's.

“I'm ok,” she slowly said. “I'm good. Thank you.” She offered her brother a small, gracious smile. He nodded in return and stood up. Starr looked past him and Saruka to look at their father.

“I'm sorry, father. Please forgive me,” she lowered her head slightly, and he said nothing, but stared at her with a mix of confusion and shock. She continued. “It's just a lot to comprehend all at once. I'm sorry I lost my head for a minute. Please forgive me,” she said again, this bowing to her father. Keaton approached her and put a hand on her shoulder. Starr looked up at the gesture, and saw the small smirk on the older Saiyan's face.

“There is nothing to forgive, Saluna. I did not wish to give you all the information at once for this very reason. It truly is a lot to understand, believe me, I know. But I can now see a hint of your power, and it makes me proud.” Starr gave a small smile in response. Saruka cleared her throat, getting the attention of her family.

“I think it's time to return Saluna back to the palace,” She said, glancing at Kessoro. Kessoro nodded in agreement and looked at the younger sister.

“I'll take you back,” Kessoro said. Saruka stepped forward, and put a hand on her brother's arm.

“No, I'll take her,” brother nodded at sister. Saruka looked at her father. “See you soon, father. Saluna, let's be off.” Saluna looked at her father and smiled.

“Thanks Dad, see you again soon!” She waved and fly into the sky following Saruka. They flew in silence, until the palace came into view. Starr landed on her balcony and looked back up at her sister, who had already begun to fly away. Starr smiled and retired to her room.

END FLASHBACK

Starr stretched her arms out laced her fingers together behind her head and she plopped down on her bed. The day she met her family had been an interesting one, to say the least. No one said anything to Vegeta about her meltdown, and for that she was thankful. She closed her eyes and sighed. That had been a few weeks ago, but she still hadn't disclosed to Vegeta that she knew the truth about herself, or that she was slated to become his mate. Starr scoffed at the thought. Her with Vegeta? To Starr, that was too gross to even think about. In her heart, she knew that it was going to come up eventually. Starr yawned and rolled over on to her side. Her eyes began to feel heavy, and she snuggled up to her pillow. She decided not to worry about it for not, at least not until she had to, and with a final yawn, sleep took its grip.

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Vegeta stood in his room clad only in his loose fitting pants, looking out the large window, and into the darkness. He'd been training his younger pupil hard, but it wasn't without reason. Instinct told him that Frieza was going to show up, probably sooner rather than later, and he had to make sure that he and Saluna were ready. He growled in annoyance at the thought of the girl. He was well aware that she was arranged to be his mate. He knew that it was expected that he was to mate with the strongest female to ensure that the royal bloodline continued to grow stronger. But the smaller Saiyan was infuriating. He knew she hated him, he saw it every time he was with her. He didn't have her respect and he most certainly didn't have her trust. It angered him that she held him in such low regard. A low growl rumbled from his throat.

“She should be honored to be arranged to a royal member,” he snarled out loud to the emptiness of his room. “Honored to be chosen for a prince. My patience is wearing thin.” He growled again and sulked over to his bed. He flung himself down and stared up at the ceiling.

“She will give in to me eventually. I will see to it.” Vegeta closed his eyes and allowed sleep to take him.

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Starr moaned and gently rolled over on to her back. She yawned and rubbed her eyes sleepily. With great reluctance, she sat up and tried to rub the sleep away. Starr yawned again and stretched her arms above her. She stood up and glanced towards her window. The sunlight was beginning to creep up over the horizon, and that was when Starr enjoyed going on her runs. She quietly dressed in a pair of running leggings, a loose-fitting tank top, and a pair of running shoes. She pulled her hair into a pony tail, and walked over to her balcony. She opened the doors and strolled out into the dawn air and took a deep breath. The cool air woke her up as she inhaled. In one fluid motion, Starr jumped over the balcony railing and landed gently on the soft grass below.

She began to run at a comfortable pace along the garden paths she grown to know like the back of her hand. Starr enjoyed her morning runs. It was something that belonged to just her, and she didn't have to worry about someone else taking control and telling her what to do. She continued her steady pace, breathing in the crisp morning air. She had a couple hours before she had to meet Vegeta and she planned to take full advantage of it.

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Unknowingly to Starr, she was being carefully watched from the shadows. Milik emerged from his position, and lustily licked his lips as he watched the beautiful young female jog off away from him. He'd become obsessed with her ever since the first day he saw her in passing in the hallway. Her unmistakable beauty had completely enchanted him, making him want to make her his. He was hell bent on marking her as his life mate. He crept back into the shadows as his sensitive ears heard her footfalls come closer. He watched her jog past him in her strange yet perfect form hugging clothing, her hair bouncy freely on top of her head. He breathed in her sweet scent, feeling intoxicated as the scent filled him. He stayed hidden and watched as she finished her morning workout. His eyes traced over her body as she stretched, and followed her as she jumped up and back into her balcony.

Milik waited until he heard the sound of running water and he jumped up on to the private terrace. He stepped into Starr's room, taking in the sweet aroma. He treaded lightly as he walked over to her bed. He ran his hand over her sheets, imagining the way you laid upon them. He licked his lips at the thought, but abruptly heard the water stop. He was safely out of the room and hovering nearby as Starr stepped out of the bathroom patting her face dry. He narrowed his eyes and grinned evilly. Milik turned to fly away, but stole one last glance back. Yes, he would possess the beautiful Saiyan if it was the last thing he ever did.

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Starr breathed heavily, keeping her eyes on Vegeta at all times. The two Saiyans had been sparring for the last three hours, and to be honest, Starr welcomed it. It gave her an excuse to punch him in his smug face, and fighting meant they didn't have to talk, save for the antagonizing coming from both sides. Starr's golden aura swirled around her, as did Vegeta's around himself. She gave the prince a hard look before launching herself at him again. The Saiyans clashed and collided, neither one relenting. After a time, the Saiyans broke apart and landed across from each other. Vegeta smirked at the young girl.

“I think that's enough for now,” he said. “Take a break.” Starr gave him another hard look before closing her eyes and focusing her mind on suppressing her power. The Golden aura disappeared and Starr reopened her eyes just in time to see Vegeta doing the same. She sat down on the ground, and waited for Vegeta to say something as she stretched.

“You're getting stronger,” Vegeta said after some time. He regarded her carefully, watching her as she nodded in agreement. He wanted a conversation about what was supposed to go on between them, but he wasn't sure if she even knew about the arrangement. He narrowed his eyes, looking for some sign. As if sensing his thoughts, the younger Saiyan looked up at him. She raised an eyebrow.

“Yes? Can I help you?” she asked none to politely. Starr smirked as she heard a low growl come from Vegeta, the exact reaction she was looking for. She was always going to protect Bulma, but she had learned how far she could push the prince, and it became a favorite past time of hers, since he didn't allow her to do anything else other than training. Vegeta still hadn't responded, so Starr stood up and turned her back on him, stretching as she did so. Starr never say him move. She was suddenly pushed up against a wall, Vegeta's stomach pressing into her back. He wrapped a hand around her ponytail and yanked it back, exposing Starr's neck and giving him full control.

“You just don't learn, do you, girl?” he growled into her ear. Starr said nothing in return. She had become used to his attacks on her, and did not react to them anymore. She was acutely aware, however, that she could Vegeta pressing up against her, and it was a little too close for comfort. Vegeta reached up with his free hand and very slowly, and deliberately, trailed a finger down Starr's exposed neck. He stopped the motion at the base of her collar bone. Starr involuntarily shiver at the feeling, and instantly hated herself for giving that reaction. Vegeta smirked.

“Tell me girl, did your Father ever tell you what you wanted to know?” he whispered huskily into her ear.

“Yes.”

“And?” Vegeta asked removing his hand from the base of her neck. He wanted a response to his question.

“And you can get you hand off me,” she growled as she sent her elbow flying backwards and directly into Vegeta's stomach. The motion caught the Saiyan prince off guard and he released her. Starr spun around to face Vegeta, fury burning in her eyes. A low growl escaped her throat as Vegeta angrily stared at the young girl.

“Just because I know story does not mean I agree to it or consent to it. You don't get the privilege of putting your hands on me like that, and I don't really give a crap who you are, or what your title is.” Vegeta growled in response before speaking.

“You'll come around once you realize that you really don't have a choice in it. It was decided when you were born. Now get out, we're done for today.” With that Vegeta spun around, not wanting to look at the girl who caused him so much fury. Starr said nothing as she stepped out of the gravity room. Vegeta did not take rejection well, and he was already plotting his revenge.

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Alrighty, another one done. What do you guys think? I was trying to make my creepy stalker Saiyan extra creepy. Please tell me what you guys all think!!