Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love Transcending ❯ Aftermath ( Chapter 14 )

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Chapter 14 - Aftermath
Vegeta walked angrily through the passages, scattering those who stood in his way. He made his way to the food hall, and spied Nappa and Raditzu who turned and motioned for him to come over to them. He was about to walk over when he noticed he could smell her on his skin, and if he could, the others might be able to too. He bolted from the room, and ran to the showers, a large communal room. He tore off his clothes and stood under the cold pelting shower, trying to clean off her sweet scent. He felt guilty that he was washing her away, and for his dismissal not so long ago, although she hadn't taken him seriously, which worried him. How did she know he wanted to go back to her, lie with her, smell her, taste her, be a part of her? He felt ultimately confused, a state of mind a warrior prince should never entertain.
“Vegeta, sir?” Nappa asked, and Vegeta turned quickly and saw Nappa and Raditzu standing behind him, he wondered how he had not felt them approach. Damn her, she was affecting him.
“Nappa. Raditzu.” He greeted them, grabbing a new suit and changing into it quickly. Saiay-jins did not experience embarassment with such matters, it was a waste of time.
“Did you hear about Tarrok?” asked Nappa, with a sombre expression.
“No. What happened? Tell me immedately” he asked angrily, remebering Tarroks betrayal.
“He was killed. In that last battle, only 3 Saiya remain now” Raditzu said woefully, mourning the loss of the race he enjoyed being a part of, the violent history and dignified blood line.
“What about your brother?” mocked Nappa, grinning at Raditzu. Raditzu scowled and punched Nappas arm. “Baka. From what I heard about his looks, he resembled my father, he deserves no such honour. Living about a human life on Earth, with fun and love. Isn't that inventor onna his bitch or something?”
“No.” Vegeta said quickly, not wanting to think he may have shared another Saiya-jins onna, no, no he had asked her.
“How are you so sure?” Nappa asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Fureiza said so. Didn't he. You two should learn to listen to every word that lizard says, just in case” Vegeta lied, although there was truth in his words.
“Ok, I guess. When can we…will our race last anymore?” asked Raditzu, in a rare moment of open emotion for any Saiya-jin.
“How can it? No females remain, hell if I'll cross breed, imagine the creature, hybrid. Yes, our race is over Raditzu.” Said Nappa, and they all turned to leave the shower area as some more warriors walked in.