Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Sins of the Past ❯ Teasing the Gorilla in the Monkey Cage ( Chapter 11 )

Here's the next chapter, sorry it took so long, I was -------(insert an excuse you will find acceptable here). Actually, I've had this chapter done for a while now and just haven't gotten around to posting it. I'll try to start posting weekly, or else I'll put up a chapter after each review I get. I do have this story done by the way, eight more chapters after this.

Chapter 11

Teasing the Gorilla in the Monkey Cage

"Good you're finally awake." Amma said as she saw Vegeta open his eyes.

He sat up quickly looking around the room, trying to piece together what had happened. The room looked as it always had, and if not for the pain in his throat he would have thought it had been a dream. He glared over at Amma who sat perched on the bench across from him, watching him smugly.

"What…" he began, his eyes narrowing dangerously as an idea occurred to him.

Amma smiled evilly, "We did all sorts of things to you while you were out. Wait until you see the pictures."

He rose to his feet, somewhat unsteadyily, "I will take great pleasure in killing you."

"No, you won't. I was only kidding about the whole thing. Wish I had thought of it earlier," she mused, thoughtfully. She shook her head to clear her thoughts; "I didn't even touch you, thought I was real tempted to. Then I realized that would be cheating, and I couldn't do that. I mean I can't just go digging through people's minds whenever I want. Well, I can, but that would be wrong."

"Your sense of honor is admirable." He sneered sarcastically.

"And you're an asshole, so I guess that makes us even."

He sat on the bed, folding his arms over his chest, "How is your back?" there was an evil glint in his eye.

"Fine, thanks. See I was actually starting to think I might be wrong about you after that little incident. Then I realized you could have easily killed us, but you didn't. In fact, I have a feeling that was all for show. I'm impressed that you trusted me enough to save your wife, to be honest."

"Any more stunning wisdom you would like to share?"

"No, that's about it." She shrugged, "Though I am sorry."

"For?" He found himself dreading the answer for some reason.

"That I didn't realize all that earlier. I would have controlled my own strength then."

"What are you talking about?"

"If I had known you weren't seriously trying to kill us all, I would have been more careful with your wife. I was more concerned about stopping you, so when she grabbed me…"

Vegeta's face remained blank, but there was a twitch in his eye.

"The doctor isn't sure if she will make a full recovery yet or not. She is strong, so that should help." She shrugged, "At least I didn't kill her right off, I hate it when that happens." If she hadn't been watching his eyes, she would have missed the look that flashed through them. She wasn't sure if it was sorrow or regret, maybe both, but it didn't last long.

"I've had enough of your games." He snapped, slowly standing, "Get to the point or…"

"Or what? You're not anywhere near your full strength, and we won't allow that to happen anytime soon. Besides, I'm having way too much fun to stop now." She smiled at him, "Wait until I tell your wife."

"What?" he was on his feet, trying to keep his composure.

"She's fine. I just made it up to see the look on your face." She could feel the energy building in the room, and knew he was preparing to attack. Sousan must have felt the same thing because he hit the floor restraints. The jolt knocked Vegeta off his feet, and it took him a few moments to regain his bearings.

Amma grabbed the radio at her waist, "Damn it, Sousan, what's wrong with you? I'm busy here."

"In case you haven't noticed he was going to hurt you, dumb ass." Sousan's voice was frustrated, " Next time I'll let him fry your ass then and be done with you."

"I'm trying to make a point here, and you're not helping," she snapped.

"Then make your point and quit fucking with me." Vegeta rasped, resting on his bed, rubbing his hand over his face.

"You two are no fun." She pouted for a moment, "Fine, I suppose this is starting to border on torture. I get carried away sometimes."

"Sometimes?" Sousan asked over the radio.

"Shut up." She snapped, shutting the radio off before he could say anything else. "You can't hide your emotions like you thought, well, at least if someone knows what to look for."

"Am I suppose to commend you on your genius, or do you like the sound of your own voice?" he asked, tiredly.

"Like you would commend me on my genius." She snorted.

"If you had any…"

"Do you want me to get to the point or would you prefer to insult me?"

"Is there a point?"

"No, I came in here for your warm, sunny personality." She said sarcastically, "I could easily send you to the Tribunal, but I know that would be wrong. The problem is I can't go on my gut feelings with this, if I was wrong…"

"You are wrong." He answered flatly.

"Prove it," she snapped, holding her hand out to him again.

He snorted, turning his back on her.

"See? That's what makes me doubt you. If it was so easy to prove how awful you are you would do it, but just the fact that you won't makes me doubt you. I can't take someone who is innocent before the Tribunal in good conscience."

"I'm not innocent."

"No one is," she shrugged.

He turned toward her surprised.

"Does that shock you? There are degrees of guilt, I know that better than anyone." She turned away, lost in private thoughts. She turned back to him with a smile, "So I have a proposal for you. You won't admit you are not what the Council accuses you off, and I won't take you to the Tribunal without proof of guilt."

"I believe we've already been over this."

"I was restating the facts, okay? So here's my deal, I suggest we make a wager."

Sousan was banging on the window, and when Amma refused to turn on her radio, he said over the loud speaker, "Don't encourage her, please, you don't know what you're getting yourself into."

"What is the wager?" Vegeta asked, a smirk crossing his lips.

"If I can find out what I need to know, then I win, you have to admit you were wrong. Plus I get to taunt you for a while." She grinned, "I'm easily amused, sorry."

He rolled his eyes, "And if I win?"

"Well, if you can hold out and keep me from finding out what I want to know, then you die. Which is what you said you wanted, plus I'll let you kick my ass once before you are killed."

"Hmm…"

"Can't kill me though." She told him quickly, seeing the look in his eyes.

"Forget it then."

"C'mon, you can break some bones. Broken ribs really hurt." She smiled, "You know you want to."

He actually smiled, which frightened her. "You realize you won't win a battle of wills against me."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that. Is it a deal?"

"As long as punctured lungs are acceptable."

"Sure, I don't mind spitting up blood for a while." She held out her hand, "Shake on it?"

"Nice try." He growled and turned his back on her.

Sousan hid his head in his hands; "This will not end well."