Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ So Blue ❯ Perfect Tool ( Chapter 29 )

```Chapter 29 Lavender Angle

"Welcome, King Vegeta. But where is your mate?" Klooer questioned from his seat upon a small throne.

Vegeta shut the door behind him and made his way to the creature, his fists tightly clenched his ki ready to surge at any moment to protect himself. "She's not coming."

"Lover's Quarrel?"

"Something like that. Now what is it, Klooer?"

"Always cutting to the point, aren't you? Never one with patience Vegeta."

"Only in battle not with meaningless conversation."

"Oh…" Klooer chuckled, "I assure you this is anything but meaningless. But let me set the deal right now. You hand over your kingdom in exchange for the prisoners."

Vegeta nearly busted out laughing but instead he chuckled lightly turning his back. "I knew this was meaningless."

"Not so fast, Vegeta. I want you to meet someone." With a press of a button a door slid open, footsteps where heard, Klooer rose from his chair. He grabbed the child's arm roughly, helping the almost immobile creature to stand on it's own feet weakly. "Come, Vegeta, turn around, look at this creature I have found." He chuckled at his little rhyme.

Vegeta was reluctant, his fists clenching to his side. Whatever creature Klooer now possessed was not his son. His son was dead. They had proof and a witness. It was a lost cause now. Vegeta had to tell this to his mind repeatedly again and again not wanting to cause false hope that would only deceive him and make him feel the pain of his failure as a parent once again. Bulma was right all along, listen to her and he would never go astray. He needed be prepared to face these new turn of events and not have distractions such as this deter him from his ultimate goal. To kill Klooer.

But it is not to say that his curiosity for this stranger did not present interest. Let him at least pacify his unknown attraction for this child.. Holding his head high, he turned to view this creature. Only to gasp at the sight of the mass of sweaty lavender hair hanging over the male's unclear features. His hands were bound behind his back, clothes ripped and dirty, deviled in blood. It was obvious this man had been tortured to what extend Vegeta did not know but he paid no attention to it. There were only two people that had hair of similar color and they both belonged to him.

No, there was a logical explanation for this. So many creatures in the universe of the same color hair however none of them human. Klooer could have gotten some type of hair gel or somewhat and turned the boy's color to this. Klooer had the best scientists in the empire, surely they knew the simplest tricks such as that. Vegeta's eyes flicked over to the purple lizard, a smug expression on his face, "And?"

Klooer only smiled. "I knew convincing you would be hard but you have yet to see what I see." Klooer held the child tight by the arm, Vegeta could see the blood being cut off by his harsh grip but he could care less for this man. Vegeta watched Klooer lift the child till it's feet no longer touched the floor and it's head was even with Klooers eyes. The purple lips whispered, Vegeta could hear every word. "Open your eyes, young one and look upon this creature that could save your life if he wished."

Trunks shivered inwardly at the sweet seductive voice of his master ringing in his ears. It revived him. His loss of energy slowly coming back till the point he had enough to obey. Shaking his wet hair out of his face, he numbly lifted his head, his eyes however dull in sight. The drug given to him drowning out his senses. The blurry vision before him faltered, Trunks blinked rapidly wanting to see this man who has come to save him. Or in his state of mind kidnap him from his master. He didn't want to go with this man, he wanted to stay with Klooer and his females and never leave again. But he must obey his master. There was nothing else he knew but too.

Klooer took the child's chin in his hand, holding the swaying head still so Vegeta could have a good look. "So lost when found he was. No recollection of his past, of his present, or of his future." He whispered softly for the child's sensitive hearing being so close to his lips. His voice of awe echoed the tiny room, knowing this child would fulfill his destiny. It sent shivers quivering down his long purple tail. "Found on a planet in my territory, after crash landing losing sight of his very reason. Imagine my surprise to see this face, this hair, that matched that very lovely daughter of yours. However it was not these that got my attention and how it made me swoon. No, it was these eyes. Vegeta look at them. Those eyes unmistakable to anyone in the whole galaxy. These pure eyes that are the exact replica of the Queen. Do you see it, Vegeta?" Klooer turned his head toward the creature in his grasp his lips roaming over the pale sweaty cheek of the child, "So beautiful he is."

Vegeta's breath came in pants, his hands clenched and unclenched, his feet unsteady on the suddenly swaying ground. "It..It can't be. Shape shifter." Yes that was it. The only logical explanation.

But Klooer chuckled, "Oh no, young King." He turned toward Vegeta, "No shape shifter can replica so exact. Believe me, I know. Take in his scent, Vegeta. Feel the stub of his tail. He is a half breed. And this scent, as tempting as it is, can only be the mixture of Sayian Royalty." The child groaned for Klooer's hand was causing too much pressure. "The heir has been found, Vegeta. Are you just going to let him die?"

Vegeta snapped his mouth shut, teeth grinding together watching the child. "What is wrong with him?"

"The young one is feisty. Reminds me so much of you. I have given him a sedative so he would not hurt himself. It will wear off soon enough. So you need to make your decision King Vegeta."

"How do I know it is him? Last time I check he had died eighteen years ago."

"How do you explain him, Vegeta? I have tasted his blood. He matches both of you. There is no possible answer. Prince Trunks is alive and he is right in front of you."

"Klooer. This is low even for you."

He chuckled, "So you do not believe me then. You want this child. This half-breed child to die without even knowing if he is actually your son? I am not even that cold."

"You think I will give up my entire Kingdom for this…thing…That has no proof of who he is? You are even crazier then I knew you to be if you thought such."

"Oh, Vegeta how mistaken you are. Are you going to say that this beautiful creation I have," Klooer turned his head, his lips once again gracing over his sweaty cheeks and his nose nuzzling through the damp hair, "That you feel nothing when you look at him? Care not what will happened to him if you deny my peace agreement?" Klooer's black tongue slipped out and licked up a drop of sweat from the boy's temple, "Why is it that I do not believe you, young King?" Klooer maneuvered him to rest against his chest. The lavender hair child's head fell to the side exposing his neck which instantly drew Klooer's fangs to grace across. "If you do not care, then leave, Vegeta. Leave him to me and I will gladly care for him."

Vegeta crossed his arms, to control the power wanting to surge through his hands. He gripped his biceps beneath his fingers digging his dull nails into them, keeping himself still. He needed to think of a different tactic. He could not leave this innocent child here with him. Why did he think this, Vegeta would never know but he needed to keep talking, "You are a disgrace." That certainly got the tall creature's attention, Klooer's red eyes firing over to him. "Simply pathetic. Using bribery instead of power. So long we have fought for who were stronger and this is how you wish to win. Disappointing really."

His eyes had slit for only a second before amusement rose on his purple lips. Klooer pulled his head away from the child to look directly at his opponent, "Your little tricks will do nothing to me as they did my brother. I care not for how I win as long as I am victor."

"Yes, I am sure King Kole will agree with you. He cares nothing for honor."

"Leave my father out of this."

"He certainly had been upset however when he heard of Frieza's treachery and his scandal, just to win."

"Frieza was stupid. He was ambitious and blind. I am nothing of him. I am not corrupt of my brother's teachings. He was first in line for the throne, I was pushed aside. So my pride and honor are dead and gone. As you will be soon enough."

"Does it not, Klooer, make you wonder who is more powerful?"

"Of course not. I am stronger. I have always have been."

"Then why not fight me now? And prove to the universe who truly owns it."

"Vegeta do you not think I do not see your little game?"

"You stall." Vegeta smirked. This was playing nicely in his hands. "You stall because you are afraid. You so believe that you are stronger but you fear my empire. I have loyal planets behind me who will attack if I, in some impossible event that you were to kill me. And you know they will destroy you all in my name. And yours, yours will run in fear and plead for their innocence for you have taken them all against their will."

"I am sick of your speech, Vegeta. This is the longest you have talked in all I have known you, and truly I never want to hear another word. Except one, sign away your empire to me and I will free this child who is yours and all will be mine in this universe."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow. What an idiot this lizard was. "No."

Klooer's smirk deepened, his eyes darkened, "I thought you'd said that."

However before another word could be spoken, Trunks with all the energy he possessed flared his ki and maneuvered his foot right into the lizard's stomach loosening his painful hold on his arm. And that instant Vegeta followed up on it with a blow to Klooer's head sending the creature back flying through the wall.

Vegeta dropped down, not knowing what the hell he was doing just acting upon instinct. He slashed the child's binds, "That was all my strength." The man whispered to him. Vegeta lifted him over his shoulder and ran down the hall out to the bridge and docked his ship. The whole time he stepped, his mind went racing on why the hell he just did that. For this stupid half-breed, fake child!? Vegeta scowled himself, dropping the kid on the floor and quickly pressing the button for lift off.

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Goten jumped down on her balcony. His heart pounding in his chest, panting heavily. Twenty hours prior he would have never even thought of this, but Bra had finally showed herself and he would not let her go out of his life without her knowing the true extent of his need for her.

He wasn't thinking rational, he knew that. Something was going on with Arcadia and it practically drove him insane for he didn't even know what it could possibly be. However, he needed someone to take the misery he felt from him away. His heart yearned for some sort of release. A release that only a woman he loved could give.

He past through the doors finding his Princess draped across her bed, her back to him watching TV. He crawled on the bed, catching her startled expression when she turned to him, "Goten…" He just silenced her with a kiss and draped his body on top of her, feeling her instantly respond to his touch.