Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Renaissance ❯ P�rpura ( Chapter 2 )

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

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WARNINGS: Little bit of cursing…. And a lot of thinking!

Last Time**~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*I can't believe I didn't sense her coming! I guess its because she had such a puny Ki... But that was still one helluva of a kick!* Krillin rolled away from the couch and stood again. He decided to let Chi-Chi's little outburst go unnoticed.

"Hey Gohan! No hard feelings? You know I was only joshing ya!" Krillin nervously laughed to himself.

"Yeah Krillin I know! I was only playing too, you do realise I could have got you off me the second you grabbed me...?"

"Yeah I know! Well I guess I will be off" He shot a warning glance at the wife of his best friend. "BYE!"

Everyone chimed in to bid him goodbye, all except Chi-Chi. "Bye Krillin!"

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CHAPTER TWO~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Vegeta's POV**

I knew he'd come. He always did. No matter what my response, the fool always showed up.

There goes my day in the GR. Although, it would be a change to train out in the open.

Sparring with the baka wouldn't be so bad if only he didn't delude himself thinking that I'd appreciate it that he went easy on me. He should know by now that's not the way I play!

A spec comes into view, and second later he lands. I watch him through the kitchen window from where I am sitting eating breakfast. Hmm... He seems to be taking his time, usually at the sight or smell of food he is in here in a flash! I bet that banshee doesn't feed him adequately. Not today though. In fact he seems different somehow, there is something not quite right.

"Oh hey 'Geta" He greets me as he walked into the room. Even now he has noticed the food, he still seemed to be in slow motion. I watched him, as I had finished my meal, and noticed there were slight darkened rings under his eyes. I think he felt my interrogation of his appearance, and turned to me. I didn't turn away. I have this uncanny ability to read emotions through eyes, and at the moment, Kakarot's were depressed. I think that is one of the main reasons why I hide my emotions; For the fear that someone might be able to tell what I am thinking, and in battle that could be a fatal mistake.

After a few seconds, he can't stand my impenetrable gaze and turns back down to his food, still silent. No-one is able to beat me in a staring contest.

I rise and take my plate to the sink. I am not completely undomesticated, yet I do prefer to leave it to the women in this place. I have much more important things to attend to, my training for example.

"Hurry up Kakarot!" I growled at the buffoon. He will NOT keep me waiting any longer.

"Yeah hold on a sec 'Geta" He shovelled the last few mouthfuls in and put his plate on the sink too. I don't like the new name he's decided to give me.

" You will refer to me as Vegeta and no other, unless I say so."

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**Goku's POV**

No greeting, but what should I expect? That is the usual way Vegeta acts. At least there is food, but even that doesn't look so good today.

I can't help but feel so hopeless. Yesterday, when I promised myself I would get him to speak to me, I was so excited and enthusiastic about the whole idea. Then I actually thought it through. There is no way Vegeta is going to open up to me. Not now, not ever.

I have been his ultimate opponent and enemy. But that is all I am.

To Vegeta, Saiya-jin no Ouji, I am the lowly third class soldier who stole 'The legendary' away from him. I am the fool that takes his prince for granted, the fool who thinks through his stomach, a shame to the Saiya-jin race.

I can't help but feel his stare burning into me. I look up at him, and our eyes lock. If only he knew what I was feeling. Would he accept me? Or am I just disgracing myself again. I don't know what to think. Chi-Chi knows something is up, she knows me all too well. I can't tell her though, I know how much she despises Vegeta. Plus what would she think of me? I may not love her anymore, but I still care for her and respect her.

He finally grunts something un-comprehendible to me, or maybe I was too caught up in thought to understand it, and I finish up and follow him outside like a lost puppy.

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Vegeta lead me out to a clearing in the forest. It seems rather strange that such a desolate patch of land exists in such a lush area. Must be the work of Vegeta himself.

The trees surrounding us are dense, and I wouldn't be surprised if you couldn't wander more than a couple of feet within their boundaries without becoming entangled.

I begin my warm ups, and so does Vegeta. He is so graceful. So lean and... Petite in a way... Compared to me. I am tall and bulky. He has such a fine waist and slender hips... A true beauty.

Vegeta is now slowly getting into his Kata's, fluid movements performed with grace. I follow suit, although I am not as careful with my actions as he is. Steadily picking up the pace, I can't help but be amazed at the sight before me. All those years I never noticed, I was oblivious. When had I started feeling like this? There has never been a real significant turning point in our relationship, the only one that comes to thought is when he agreed to become one of the good guys, an ally, to help fight the androids.

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**Vegeta's POV**

Pathetic. A word that comes to thought when I watch him. Does he realise how pitiable he looks? Moping around, not even bothering to put in a real effort. Wasn't he the one to suggest we spar? I would at least expect that he do a proper warm up! This is not acceptable. I would benefit more if I just blasted off back to the GR, even those rickety bots the woman makes seem like they will be more of a challenge today.

I stop what I am doing and stand motionless. It takes him a moment to realise I have ceased my actions.

"Kakarot, your mind is obviously else where and I do not wish for a half-hearted attempt at a fight. Come back when you are ready for a 'real' fight." I turn my back to leave, but he yells at me.

"VEGETA! WAIT!" I turn to face him, his features are troubled, not that it is any of my concern.

"What?" I snap back angrily. I do not have time for childish games.

"Umm.. I'm sorry..." He shuffles the dirt nervously with his booted foot. "I...Its just... Um...nothing!" He flashes his famous Son grin, though I can tell it's completely fake.

"Look Kakarot, I don't know what is troubling you, and I don't care. But must you interfere with my training because you are letting your weaknesses control you?" I start to reason with him. Although it does seem as if he is truly lost. What could have gotten the mighty ascended Saiya-jin so 'up set' ,as earthlings like to call it, to make him think that I'll understand somehow? I mean why else would he want to, all of a sudden, need to spar with me and talk to me, if he didn't think that I would be able to do something? Fuck, I don't even know what I could help him with! He would never come to me for training, well at least not in the state he is in now, and he wouldn't come to me for...I don't think there is anything more, except maybe he wants to know about his native planet. I can help him there, although not much. I may have lived there but after my father signed the treaty with Frieza, I spent most of my childhood aboard Freiza's ship in space. And there I was the only Saiya-jin except for Nappa, who was also an elite.

"Vegeta... Feelings are not weaknesses, why can't you understand that?" His small voice shocked me back to reality.

"What I can't understand? You've seen where 'feelings' and 'emotions' get you! Nowhere! If I had of let my 'feelings' run me, I would not be here today. I would have been killed by the hands of Frieza, not that you would care." Surely the idiot remembers Freiza! He knows how deceitful that slimy bastard was, at the first sign of any weakness he would immediately act on it and bring you down slowly and painfully. That was how he worked. Many a time had passed where I had been prosecuted for reasons not even worth mentioning, and all because i showed the slightest hint of emotion.

I remember once, I must have been about 9 or so earth years, and I met a slave on board Frieza's ship. He was the only being who dared approach me.

***FLASH BACK***

I was strolling down the long corridors bored, I had trained most of the day already, and now I was looking for something else to do. It was Frieza's main space station, and quite roomy. The corridors were still long and bland, nothing that was of interest to a child.

Then I bumped into something small.

"What do you think you are doing getting in the way of the Saiya-jin no Ouji?" I glared down at the purple featured creature that was the height of my shoulders. 'What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Sorry I guess. Hey! How about you and I go beat up some of Freiza's ugly goons!" He asked me happily. I was sure this kid must be new, there was no way someone of such high spirits would have been aboard this ship too long. It was way too lacklustre.

"What? Don't be absurd! As if I would be seen in the company of someone like you! Get out of my way, unless you want to be blasted into the next dimension." I gruffly pushed past the boy.

"Ok, I'll take that as a challenge!" The kid smirked at me and got down into a fighting stance. I couldn't help but stare stunned.

"What Mr. no Ouji? Scared of a lowly Ungu-jin?" He taunted me.

"Noooo!" I yelled as I launched myself at him. I raised a clenched fist aiming straight for his purple face, right as I was about to connect he fazed out. That sort of speed was not know to be possessed by a mere child! "What? Show yourself you coward! You can't hide from me!" His speed did not intimidate me.

"I'm right here" I looked over my shoulder to see his foot aimed for my head. I moved to dodge, but got clipped over the ear. I was not fast enough. I recovered and saw him standing there, not even prepared to fight. "So what's your real name Saiya-jin?"

"Why should I tell you" I growled in the deepest voice I could muster. I felt my tail uncoil from around my waist and thrash angrily behind me.

"Oh wow! You have a tail too!" The boy exclaimed and unfurled a tail of his own. "I've never met a Saiya-jin before! How come your here?"

"That is none of your business" He was beginning to get on my nerves. No one dared speak to me like he did, not even many of Freiza's elite squad was game.

"Come-on, what can it hurt? My name is Púrpura. I'm from planet Ungu-sei. Ok now its your turn" He smiled at me.

(A/N) Púrpura is Spanish for purple and ungu is Indonesian for purple!(A/N)

"Fine. I am Vegeta no Ouji from Planet Vegeta-sei. My father is Vegeta no Ou." I said with pride.

"Oh wow, a prince! SO are you the heir to the thrown?" He asked with fascination in his voice. I have no idea why I am talking to this low creature, maybe its boredom.

"Yes"

"Well...what are you doing on Freiza'a ship then? Shouldn't you be on your planet?" He questioned me.

"As I said, it is no concern of yours! Now get out of my way! I have raining to do!" I decided I needed to release some of this pent up anger inside of me.
"OK! I'll join you! I was given the afternoon off!" He trotted after me. I decided I wanted to test this purple freaks abilities, as a Saiya-jin I always craved battle.

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We battled and came out even. It was hard battle, even for me. Never had I faced an opponent that could equal me, that is aside from the elite squad, who was also about my age. I could defeat most adult warriors with the flick of a wrist.
He was truly an amazing fighter. He was faster than me, but his technique lacked, and because of that his speed was practically useless against me.

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A few months went on, and we sparred 4-5 per week. I guess you could say we were 'friends'. I couldn't help but enjoy the company of the Ungu-jin, he never lost his faith that things will get better. It turns out that when Frieza had forced their planet to join him, there had been a few rebels. Púrpura's family was one of them.
Púrpura was captured and allowed to live, but only as a part-time slave on Freiza'a base. Normally he would have been a full-time slave, but even Freiza had guidelines. It was a rule that up until the age of 13, you were a part-timer.
His family were not so lucky. His mother had been killed, as had his only brother. His father was enslaved on their planet and was in charge of training the elite few. Púrpura's father had been a very strong warrior. He had not only been Púrpura's father, but his mentor as well. He was good natured like most Ungu-jins, and very strong-willed. He believed that good will surpass bad, and the evil shall be punished. He was right in a way.

It was discovered that Púrpura and I were becoming close. That sort of behaviour was forbidden of slaves, and of me. One day he and I were both called into Freiza's private chambers. I will never forget that day. The images are so clear and vivid in my mind, even after all these year they have still not dulled and faded like of photographs.
He never screamed. It was the silence that scared me most. Although there was sound present, the thymic sound of whips cracking slicing flesh, and the horrid sick laughter of Feiza who was gaining pleasure out of another's pain.

Púrpura was beaten to death right before my eyes. I could not interfere. I could not show Freiza how much I was hurting inside. But I couldn't refrain. I jumped in and kicked the Ice-jin square across the face. The kick had such force that it sent the cold heartless bastard hurtling across the barren room, and left a trickly of purple blood oozing down his ugly face.
I could see it in the Ungu-jins eyes that he appreciated what I did, but was also afraid for me. Afraid that I would suffer the same fate as he, a fate that would not allow me to breathe another breath, a fate that would not allow me to become the 'Legendary' and seek revenge against Púrpura's perpetrator.
But I was spared. Kami was on my side this time.
I was knocked unconscious, and by the time I re-awoke it was days later and Púrpura was no more. I could feel it.

That was the day I realised that emotions only get you hurt. And hurt I was. The horrible pain aching in my chest troubled my sleep. I felt drained, and lonely. Púrpura had been my sole friend, sole companion. I respected him, and he respected me. He had such fighting potential... Maybe Frieza was afraid of him, maybe he was afraid that one day the pair of us would become stronger than he and overpower him. And maybe he was right. We made a perfect pair. With his speed and my near perfect technique, we would be unbeatable. And its my bet the Freiza figured that out.

That was also the day I decided I would dedicate my life to training to avenge the death of my 'friend'. And that I did. I trained hard, and long. Day in, day out, I lived in the training rooms. I took on elites, and won. Then I was called to Freiza who had noticed my progress. Not long after that I was promoted to an elite at the age of 12. I was send on planet purging missions, as I continued to rise up in the ranks.
Then I was sent to Chikyuu-sei......

***END FLASHBACK***

**GOKU'S POV**

Vegeta seemed to be in his own little world for the moment. That was strange, he was usually on guard constantly! Even if it was only me around! There was a troubled look on his face, as if he was remembering something painful. I carefully began to approach him. It was not safe to startle Vegeta, there is not telling what he might do to me!

"'Ge..Vegeta...?" I whispered gently. No response.

"Vegeta...Can you hear me?' I placed a hand on his shoulder softly. Oh it feels so good to touch him. He shifts and his eyes flutter open and he turns his head to look at the hand on his should. I couldn't help it! It was only an innocent gesture!

"kakarot, what are you doing?" There was no hint of anger in his tone, except maybe a little bit of sadness. Again, strange.

"You were off in your own little world 'Geta...Oh I mean Vegeta" I duck my head, hoping that he wont yell at me, although I still have my hand placed on his shoulder. "And I was trying to snap you out of it. Sorry..."

"Fine... Now lets get to it" I watch as Vegeta raises his own hand to mine, grasps it then leads it down off of his shoulder.

I couldn't believe it. He was being so gentle... I thought he would have flintched and pushed me off him, maybe there is a chance after all.......

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END OF CHAPTER 2!

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Yay! I'm glad that's done! Sorry it took a week or so, but I have been sooooo busy! I had a physics test today, got a Chemistry test tomorrow...Deb practice...Um what else is there?? Damn soo much homework! Ahh! I hate school!

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