Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Promises ❯ Promises 4 ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Blood, it seeped into great heaps from his cuts and wounds. The cuts weren't very deep by saiyan standards, but the bruises hurt the most they were wide and a deep shade of blue. His father really did tear the shit out him this time. He should've known he wasn't ready to challenge him. So here he was now stumbling to the palace walls, hurting form every place possible, he had no broken bones. He was lucky that his father just shot one ki blast after anotherthank god.

Vegeta knew that no one was awake in the palace, it was after all the middle of the night. He tried to reach Zuki but his head hurt every time he did. When he reached the palace doors, he fell through them staining the white floors crimson. Vegeta's hate for his father grew with every drop of blood, every stumble over his own feet. Vegeta had made it to the stairs, leaving a trail of saiyan blood behind him. He had to get to his room. In shame he crawled up them, hoping greatly that no slave or guard would be wondering around at night.

Instead Vegeta smelled her, smelled the sweet saiyan virginity approach him, it was upstairs of course and he hadn't even made it to the turn yet. Vegeta lay there, having no strength to move, he closed his eyes hoping that he would wake up and this was just a dream. Instead he heard a soft gasp and the faint brush of silk against his forehead. Whatever it was it leaned down and cradled his head, not caring that the blood was staining the thin material of the dress.

"Vegeta," such a soft whisper. "Vegeta c'mon wake up." Vegeta opened his eyes to look into clear onyx ones. He recognized them immediately and tried to get up. He wouldn't show her any weakness.

"I-I need."

"You need to come upstairs." She took his arm and put it over her shoulder supporting as much weight as she could. Vegeta didn't like the idea of a weak creature trying to take some of his weight. He pulled away from her but the dark-haired beauty tried to help him again. They didn't have to go far before they reached her room. She hurriedly typed in the code and led him in. Vegeta stumbled across the floor and into one of her chairs by the fireplace , not even daring himself to touch her bed.

The girl had gone away to the bathroom returning only seconds later with a water basin and cloth. She set the basin down on the table, her eyes not looking at him. Vegeta wasn't going to look at her either, of all the people he guessed that it was better that she come than any other person. After she had dipped the cloth in he noticed the water was green.

"What is that, Zuki?" he demanded. She didn't answer him immediately, she kept squeezing as much of the water out of the cloth as she could without burning her hands.

"It's an herbal leaf that'll help the cuts heal within some minutes. Its what they use in the regeneration tank." She heard Vegeta humph after she finished her sentence, then she turned to him on her knees. " Take off your shirt."

"What?!" exclaimed Vegeta. "Damn well I'll take it off!" Zuki sighed deeply giving him her worst glare, Vegeta caught it and took off his shirt reluctantly. He had a gaping cut over his stomach, Zuki stared at it. If all these wounds weren't there she couldn't imagine what Vegeta had been hiding under his shirt, the greatest body she had ever seenwhat was she thinking this is her brother!

She took the cloth and held it over his wound, Vegeta didn't flinch. She knew he wouldn't. Vegeta didn't like to express his pain. When she pulled the cloth away there was only a dark mark there, skin was already beginning to form over it.

Zuki worked diligently, not saying a word and not looking Vegeta in the eye. Vegeta held still, that stupid herb stung like hell but he held through. He'd already shown her weakness, and he was supposed to protect her! But here she was helping him, he began to wonder why? Why didn't she just let him die, there was no place for weakness on Vegeta-sei. However she survived, he was surprised she could handle the gravity outside. She was special, and yet she couldn't even fly.

"I felt your pain." She said suddenly healing a wound on his leg. "I felt your brain racking for me and every time it did I felt pain. I knew that you challenged him again." Vegeta smirked, finding it quite amusing that she could withstand their fighting.

"I tried."

"Oh Vegeta," she sighed. " I know I'm weak and all but, you are the last person that I know that would actually give up." Her hand left the last wound and she left for the bathroom.

Vegeta got up testing out what the herb had done, he wasn't fully healed but all he needed now was rest and a couple minutes in the regeneration tank. He went to the bathroom leaning in the doorway. Did she always where something so skimpy to bed? Vegeta thought as his eyes scanned over her. He could make out everything, the curve of her buttocks and the skin so flawless. Even when she turned to him he didn't stop looking over her. He never realized how curvy her body was, he never realized how perfectly round her breasts were-

"Vegeta?" her voice interrupted his thoughts. "What are you thinking about?"

"Do you always where such revealing clothes?" Zuki looked down quite confused at his words. Did he find these revealing? "You don't want to look like one of the palace whores now do you?"

"Shut up Vegeta!" Zuki yelled blushing. "It's a girl thing you wouldn't understand." she explained reaching up and putting the basin on the top shelf. When her hand lowered she saw a hand reach up and take a hold of her wrist. Through the thin material of her night dress she felt Vegeta's body pressed against hers from behind. The soft fur of the tail run around her thighs. She could hardly believe what was happening, was he...no he wouldn't.

"It's a girl thing, ne?" he purred in her ear with that beautiful deep voice of his. Zuki fought off as much as she could of purring with him.

"Vegeta please." She groaned as she felt his hand reach down under her dress. Fingers lightly touching the inside of her thighs. She stifled a moan as Vegeta spread her legs apart with his tail, trying to reach the prize that awaited him. He didn't even have to feel that she was wet, the heat that was coming from that little slit was amazing.

Zuki tilted her head to rest on his shoulder. Vegeta leaned down and kissed her and as soon as he did she changed. Very suddenly she became lighter than before, not as muscular but still curvy, even her skin had turned pale and smooth like silk, her tail suddenly gone. What got him the most was her hair, starting from the very edges it turned a beautiful hue of blue. As it dropped it didn't stop making her hair longer than it had been before. When Vegeta removed his lips from her mouth he had a whole different woman in his arms now, then she opened her eyes, deep pools of blue. Vegeta was not alarmed by the sudden change, this woman was familiar to him. He did not know why, but he was calm around her and he didn't even know her name.

"Vegeta," she whispered, even her voice was different. "Vegeta I'm-"

"Now landing on Earth, wake up Vegeta. Now landing on Earth, wake up Vegeta." The computer voice cut in between his dream. Vegeta' eyes abruptly opened as the door opened and he stepped out of his pod. Vegeta looked around this planet called Earth, Kakarott hadn't destroyed a single life form! He sniffed the air, it smelled weird but it was oxygen all the same. The ground was dry and dusty, he already hated it here, this little mud ball of a planet wasn't worth the effort.