Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Far Away From Home ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Far Away From Home- Chapter 1

 

This is my first A/U fic that I have actually written down (first of many) so please review and be gentle!!!! I've made Gohan a little… hostile in this chapter. But he's just going through a bad time right now, and who can blame the kid?

 

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Gohan lent up against the tank in which his father was occupying and began to cry. He had healed half an hour ago, due to his small frame. His mother was in a cell, she'd attacked his uncle and he'd knocked her out for the rest of the trip.

 

Gohan tried to hold back a sob, he supposed he should be grateful that Radditz hadn't simply killed Chi Chi, but that didn't make the fact that he was currently in the middle of space on a hostile ship with both his parents out of action any easier to handle.

 

One female saiyan medic nervously approached Gohan and asked if he was alright, “I'm okay…” Sniffled Gohan, before breaking down again, “I miss my momma!!!”

 

The medic put a hand on his shoulder -Gohan flinched at the touch- and said, “Don't worry kid, your mothers fine and you can see her once we reach Vegeta-sei!”

 

Gohan looked up at her with wonder, “Where?”

 

“Vegeta-sei! Didn't they tell you the name? We're going to our home planet!”

 

Gohan looked down, his uncle had come in earlier and tried to explain the situation to him. But Gohan had been so furious at the sight of him that he attacked. His fury seemed to give him strength, and he'd gotten a few good hits in! He supposed that he had been about to tell him where they were going.

Gohan noticed the woman seemed to be talking again, “You'll like it there, kid! And I'm sure you'll be able to see your mother there! I heard your uncle and your grandpa are trying to get permission for you to stay with them!”

 

Gohan glared at her, “I don't wanna stay with saiyans…”

 

She glared right back, “You'll stay where you're told to stay, personally, I think you should be grateful! There are a lot of worse places you could be sent then Vegeta-sei and a lot worse people to stay with then your uncle and grandpa!”

Gohan shrugged, he supposed she was right. But he still didn't like it.

 

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He couldn't believe it. He, Prince Vegeta, Ruler of all saiyans and the strongest saiyan born for the past thousand years had been made to accompany a band of low-level soldiers on a purging mission. It wouldn't have been so bad if they'd been going to a planet with strong warriors on it. But Earth? Dear Kami!

 

The one interesting thing about the journey had been the discovery that humans could mate with saiyans! They were the only race he'd heard of that could do so…

 

Vegeta walked down the halls of the ship and headed towards the recovery ward. He wanted to get a look at the hybrid before they reached Vegeta-sei.

 

He opened the door and entered the room. Imediently, a female saiyan bowed at the sight of him. She also seemed to be making frantic signals at a child next to her to do the same.

 

Prince Vegeta examined the child, he had a tail, but his face and eyes were rounder then normal saiyans.

 

He raised an eyebrow and smirked ( Sexy!^_^), “I suppose you must be the half-breed brat from Earth?”

 

Gohan looked up and glared at the man, “Uh huh. You're in charge, right? I wanna go back to Earth! I don't wanna go to Planet Vegeta!!!!”

 

Vegeta glared, how dare he disrespect him? “You don't know who I am, do you brat?”

 

“Nope.”

 

“I am Prince Vegeta, Ruler of all Saiyans. You will come to Vegeta-sei so we can run a few tests upon you.”

 

Gohan thought about this, “After that?”

 

Vegeta shrugged, “I don't know and frankly I don't care.”

 

“What about my mother?” Gohan asked, the concern in his voice was clear,

 

Vegeta smirked, “Most likely she'll be turned into a slave.”

 

Gohan gasped, How dare he? He's been kidnapped, forced to leave his home planet against his will, was expected to go live with his saiyan relatives, one of which had killed a few of his friends and now this??? Unable to hold in his anger any longer Gohan attacked!

 

Prince Vegeta's eyes widened as Gohan jumped up trying to land a punch on him, he caught the first fist easily, but Gohan kept a constant barrage of punches and kicks and soon he was actually having slight difficulty keeping up. Finally Gohan landed a punch right on Vegeta's eye and the prince landed a kick on his stomach flying him across the room. The prince glared at the boy and left the room, once out he smirked. The brat was quite strong. If other half-breeds were as successful, then the Earth might be worth keeping.

 

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Bulma curled up on the bed in her small cell; the saiyans had allowed her to keep her capsules, so she had a few of her creature comforts. Such as a bed, a computer, clothes, make up, a few books, and some of her projects. But she was still frightened.

 

Bulma Brief sighed and stared out the window into empty space, she'd watched them take off from Earth and watched her home disappear as they flew further and further away when her door opened.

 

She turned, expecting it to be Paragus or Radditz, but was surprised to see someone else there. He wasn't very tall, about her height, had a tail wrapped around his waist, had dark hair standing up like a flame with a widows peak and had dark penetrating eyes. When he saw her he fell silent for half a second then smirked, “You're the human who's to teach us how to make these `amazing' things I take it?”

 

Bulma glared, he was making fun of her she was certain, “Yeah I guess…Who are you?”

 

“Prince Vegeta, Ruler of all Saiyans.”

 

Bulma raised an eyebrow, “Vegeta? You were named after a planet?” She said, deciding not to mention the Japanese translation.

 

Vegeta glared, “No. I was named after my father, after the saiyans defeated the Tuffles whiched shared the planet with us, he named it after himself.”

 

“Can't say I'd love to be your neighbors.” Bulma muttered,

 

“What was that???” Vegeta demanded, he'd had a hard time speaking when he first entered the room. She was gorgeous… Shame about the attitude problem. He gazed longingly at her face, her eyes were bright blue. A man could drink from those eyes and never go thirsty again. Her hair had been cut short when they'd first landed on Earth, but her time in space had made it grow long like a cascading waterfall…. Her skin looked so soft and warm, he wondered what it would feel like to have it pressed up against his- Vegeta mentally shook himself. Even if she did eventually end up in the harem, by the time she was available, she'd be nothing but a vegetable. If she survived his father at any rate. He'd rather rome the castle with his tail between his legs for the rest of his life then spend the night with any of those… those things…

 

But as he stared at her eyes he couldn't help but feel a pang of pain at the thought that she'd end up as nothing but mindless pleasure automation.

 

Bulma noticed that he'd taken to staring at her, she looked into his eyes and realized he was rather handsome. His eyes were so dark and penetrating… She could feel her heart beat quicken… But told herself to get a grip, he was a saiyan. Saiyans were heartless monsters who had taken her from her home…Her home!

 

“What are you going to do with the Earth?”

 

“Your planet will remain unharmed as long as you and your friends co-operate with us on Vegeta-sei”

 

Bulma glared at him, “And what of my race?”

 

Vegeta smirked, “It turns out that your race is the only one that can mate with mine. So my father has decided that we won't destroy it.”

 

Bulma let out a sigh of relief, but tensed up again when she heard his next words,

 

“Yet…”

 

Bulma glared at him, he was only saying that to get to her, she knew. But she'd begun to really dislike the prince. Of course, she wasn't that fond of saiyans in general. But in this case the dislike wasn't just because of what he had done she just… Really did not like him…

 

Vegeta stared into her eyes, what he felt towards her was anything but dislike. He actually found her attitude and lack of respect to him interesting, and she was supposed to be brilliant. Vegeta smirked he found it hard to believe that this beautiful woman to be any type of intellectual, “So, just what are these things that my soldiers had such interest in?”

 

Now it was Bulma's turn to smirk, she knew he was mocking her, man, was he in for a shock! “Well, my father actually designed the proto-type of the capsules. But I've designed most of our products.”

 

Vegeta raised an eyebrow, “Capsules…?”

 

Bulma nodded and chose a capsule from her pocket, “Watch.” She pushed a button on top of the capsule and threw it in front of her. For a moment Vegeta couldn't see her, his vision clouded by smoke. But it quickly cleared and he gasped. Out of nowhere an air-bike had appeared where before the floor was clear!

 

“How- how did…. Where the hell did that come from, woman?!!!” Vegeta demanded,

 

Bulma giggled, only angering the saiyan further. “Answer me, onna!!!”

 

“Calm down, Vegeta. There's no point in telling you. You probably wouldn't understand anyway!”

 

“Who gave you permission to call me that, onna? I am PRINCE Vegeta Ruler of all-“

 

“Saiyans. Which I am not. So, technically, you don't rule me, your highness”

 

Vegeta growled at her, “You are my slave and I am free to do with you as I wish, THAT should be enough to make you obey me, wench!”

 

“I don't care! I'd rather die then give YOUR race technology that you'll just use to enslave MORE planets!!!”

 

Vegeta smirked, “Oh, you would, eh? Well, that's all well and good, but are you prepared to let your planet be destroyed?”

 

Bulma's eyes widened, “You- you said you weren't going to-“

 

“Oh, I forgot. I guess we could keep a few humans. But if you don't co-operate, then the majority of your race won't be so lucky!” He smirked at the look of horror on her face, “Your little half-breed friend seems to have accepted to these conditions. You might as well do your race a favor and follow his example!”

 

Bulma gasped, “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO GOHAN?!!!”

 

Vegeta laughed and left the room. The second he left Bulma lay her head on her pillow and cried.

 

And that's the end of the first chap! Hope you liked it! Please email me and review! Puh-wuh-luh-ease?