Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Stolen life ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Hi guys, heres an update! Wow I need a pat on the back; I'm very pleased with your responses to my Yaoi rant. It gets a big thumb down.

 

Here's the Hierarchy

Royals and Super saiyan 4's:

1st class : Normal saiyans levels of SSJ 3 and 2

2nd class: Super saiyan 1

3rd class: weak levels

No class: Banished Saiyans who have betrayed the race or committed crimes against the throne.

 

Ages: Chichi : 24

Kakarot: 29

Vegeta: 35

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Chichi was sweeping the floor; she had just gotten a slap for looking her master in the eye. That was one of the rules of a slave, to always keep your head down. She disliked her master but didn't hate her master, she had seen many of her sister earthlings being used as sex toys. Her master kept his preferences in his own race, so she was lucky enough to still retain her chastity.

 

But it didn't excuse her from daily beatings; she stopped to examine her body. A fresh purplish bruise on her stomach, her master had kicked her for not answering on time. Chichi never feared for her life though, earthlings were quite expensive since they were an exotic breed and closest to Saiyans in genetics. And since females were rare her master could only afford 1, she was the lucky pick.

 

Chichi sighed hopelessly and continued tending to the kitchen. That was her home really, the kitchen and when her job was done she would go to the barn and sleep with the animals. She quickly finished sweeping the floor, in fear of incurring the wrath of her master. Sometimes he looked for an excuse to attack her.

 

“Slave!”

 

Chichi quickly drooped the broom and knelt on her left knee.

 

“Yes master,” she hated saying that, but showing distaste in the name would earn her a definite punch.

 

“I want you to prepare some earth food, you have the ingredients,” Chichi nodded and scrambled up to prepare the feast for her master, she knew of the saiyan appetite.

 

“Wait slave I didn't tell you to stand up,” the man reared his hand back, and placed a slap on Chichi's face causing her to skid in to a pile of pots.

 

Tears instantly found their way to the corner of her eyes, but she didn't let them fall. She had seen many women weeping, but she didn't want to join them, she refused to show weakness in front of him.

 

“Hn, I wasn't finished so listen slave, I have the King and his associates coming over to assess the plantation I want him to have the best meal” Chichi nodded face to the floor.

 

“Normally I would have my cooks make some saiyan food. But after investing in earths vegetables and tasting some of your cooking, it has proven exquisite,” Snorted the farmer. “I want it prepared and brought in by 8.00pm”

 

“Yes sir” Chichi mumbled looking to the floor.

 

“You are dismissed, and if you are even one minute late I'll break both your legs”

 

Chichi nodded again, getting up and grabbing the pots. She knew what he was like; he never did relent in her beatings. She felt a tear slide down her face; if he wished to beat her he could at least beat her into heaven instead of keeping her on hell

 

 

Vegeta sat picking at his maroon fur in annoyance, the fluff of the pillows in the carriage were sticking to his fur.

 

“ Damn these stupid pillows” he cursed, tail twitching in annoyance he turned his sights to Kakarot he was looking out of the window with a mystified expression.

 

“What's your problem,” He asked in curiosity, his fellow saiyan had been acting strange these past months or so.

 

“It's the girl isn't it” he stated, not missing a beat. Kakarot's yellow eyes looked up leaving the site of lush green trees.

 

“She is hurting again” he whispered, “Why can't he stop her hurting, why can't I stop them from hurting her”

 

“She doesn't exist” Vegeta said exasperated, Kakarot had told him of a tailless woman that roamed his dreams. She would sing songs to him in some type of language from earth.

 

Kakarot ignored Vegeta's comment and continued appreciating the natural scenery of the forest. He never got the chance to enjoy it because he lived in the city. Being one of the rare Saiyans that retained super saiyan 4 state demanded he reside in the castle as a first class warrior.

 

“You have to stop dreaming Kakarot, this `woman' is becoming an obsession it isn't healthy,” Vegeta growled, his temper getting the better of him.

 

The woman that had been haunting Kakarot's dreams had caused him to neglect training, and even miss banquets occasionally. Whenever he questioned the young saiyan on his whereabouts he would always say he in his room thinking or sleeping.

 

“She reaches out to me, she wants me to help her” Goku commented mildly running his hand through, his long spiky, midnight locks. “She's real Vegeta, I feel her”

 

“All you need is a concubine” Vegeta snorted, “I took an earthling the other day quite the fire cracker, but a little too weak”

 

“You think I haven't tried that” Goku snapped annoyed with Vegeta “It felt like I was betraying her”

 

“How long ago has it been since you coupled with a female now” Vegeta said leaning his chin on his hand, bored with the conversation.

 

“Two and a half months now” Goku muttered, the carriage came to a stop in front of a big mansion.

 

“Well just take another, its not like you will find this woman,” Vegeta said standing up and exiting the carriage.

 

Kakarot shrugged at Vegeta's words and followed him out of the carriage, he sneered at the Mansion in disgust. As part of the council of Vegeta, he was required to be at the farm since it was the biggest grossing farm on the planet, and majority of Vegeta-sei's natural food was grown here.

 

“Come let's get this over with, I don't want to hear that whiney fool sucking up for long”

 

Kakarot nodded in agreement walking up the steps to be greeted by a short balding saiyan.

 

“Commander Kakarot, it's wonderful to see you again,” He chirped grabbing his hand and shaking it eagerly.

 

Kakarot snorted and ignored him, walking past him and into the mansion. The older saiyan looked shocked at his abruptness and turned to Vegeta.

 

“King Vegeta, a pleasure to see you” He kneeled.

 

Vegeta snorted also walking past the kneeling saiyan, “Let's just get this over and done with, I have better things to do then visit your farm Kern”

 

Kern nodded quickly, “Sorry sir, ill just get your food served up quickly and then we can discuss the paperwork”

 

“Look this isn't a social call, just get the paper work done so we can leave” Vegeta yelled causing a few Saiyans to jump and quicken their pace.

 

Kakarot just leaned against the wall uninterested, his tail flicking side-to-side showing his agitation. He would rather be doing anything other then this, but a member of the council had to be present when the king discussed any dealings.

 

His nose then caught a scent at, at first he ignored it dismissing it as food. But the sweet smell wafted into his nose. He looked down at a darken corridor, the smell seemed to be coming from that direction. Taking another sniff, he began to walk in that direction.

 

“Uh Commander Sir, that is where my cook is preparing our food” Kern chirped, standing in front of Kakarot to stop his journey.

 

Kakarot snorted and brushed him out of the way, “I go where I like, unless you have something to hide”

 

“Um no but…”

 

“Shut up Kern” Vegeta said finally losing patience, “Hurry up and get the documents, I have no interest in dining with you”

 

“But Sire, I'm having some special earth food being prepared” Kern babbled, “Its quite tasty”

 

At this Vegeta stomach grumbled agreeing with Kern, he was quite fond of earth food.

 

“Fine, hurry up with the preparations”

 

Kern nodded rapidly, rushing off in that direction Kakarot intended on going. Kakarot furrowed his eyebrow as he continued to sniff the air. He could smell earth food, but something else was in the air, a spicy scent. He couldn't help but close his eyes and inhale deeply it was addictive.

 

His legs began walking in the direction of the intoxicating scent.

 

 

“YOU USELESS GIRL, THAT'S NOT ENOUGH TO FEEDUS” Kern screamed, he punched chichi to the ground; chichi began coughing the blow to her stomach had caused her to choke.

 

“I don't care if you d if you cost me 700,000 Gil, your worthless” he sneered picking Chichi up by the throat.

 

Chichi struggled for breaths she could feel her world darkening, but she embraced it maybe she'll join her fellow earthlings in heaven. She would finally join her father. But as soon as started hoping for death, she felt her master hand loosen. His body slackened as she fell to the ground.

 

She looked up and saw him slumped on the floor, she heard his slow shallow breaths indicating that he still lived but what in the world knocked him out. But she couldn't find out, her weakened throat gasped for air and she blacked out.

 

 

Cool that was nice to write well not really bit still. Anywho don't flame me for the use of Gil I know it comes from Final fantasy I just couldn't be bothered to think of a name for saiyan money. So please give me your thoughts