Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Truthfully Yours ❯ Thinking hard ( Chapter 21 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z/GT. Any other characters mentioned below are mine.

A/N: Yup! It's me again. I'd like to thank those few who review and those who even look at my story. Doesn't mean that I don't want the reader to not review, I do. I just wish that if people like it they would keep coming back to see it and read it and maybe one day review and tell me what they think.

By the way, you should check out the following stories called:

"Forgotten tears of a Warrior" by: Star Spangle Mistress,

"The Story of You and Me" by fusionHA

"The story between you and me" by Akemi

"Puppy love series" by Slyhterinette

"Love's Labor" by Ryukodomo

"Fractured Fairytales" by SaintMe

"Caught between Two Worlds" by alfarrar

"Shattered and Scarred" by alfarrar

"The Kakarotte factor" by Echelon

"The Moon Travelers" by Cinead (This one is finished, though she promised a sequel).

Maybe by doing this they'll write more and I won't have to wait till next month for an update.

Note: This chapter is going to have one main point of view and that's Sakura's thoughts. You've been warned. By the way, I reviewed the information in Ch. 2 and found that Vegeta tells Chichi that Sakura is ten years older and that she was supposed to be his bride… which is partly true, but since Vegeta-sei was going to be exterminated anyway, it would never happened. Sakura is the oldest saiyan alive albeit the fact that she's not ten years older than Vegeta but rather 400 something years.

Ch. 21

I can't seem to do anything right. It has always been like this. I am not right for motherhood, I can't play cupid the right way and I'm a failure when it comes to keeping the peace. Which makes me wonder why was I chosen for this kind of job? I have no idea.

I can think of different ways of fucking someone's life and it doesn't involve sheathing a sword into their hearts. I am a cruel mother-fucking bitch and I'm very proud of it actually. So screw you, if you don't like me. That's my attitude towards every one and there have been only a few men in my life who have seen right through my bitchy temper. My father, Yoi and Gohan when he was younger. My father died in an all out brawl with one of the ice-jin while working for them once. I wanted so much to kill them, but I knew I could not as they would kill me first.

Life is a bitch and don't I know it. Sometimes I wish I wasn't born. Sometimes I wish I were just a man… but then I wonder if I were a man, would have I been attracted to any of them before? Homosexuality was common on Vegeta-sei. It wasn't something short of taboo like here on Earth and I know that every saiyan is bisexual. Which comes to my point… why is everything I want to fix gets so fucked up?

I want them to get together, just like Turles and the Onna are bound to do so once I fix her up as a demi-saiyan. Another part of my new mission among the ones already existing. My work keeps piling up and I have done nothing to make it work. Although, the onna and Turles are something I don't need to worry due to the implicit attraction between those two. What I worry is that when my daughter is called onto stage to figure out how to defend herself is that she won't be able to call her strength forth? Ugh! I hate my life.

The onna is happy today, though Trunks is not. I sniff the air and find to my complete bewilderment that of what he obviously does not know: his mate Goten is pregnant. How did that happened so quick? You would probably ask me and the answer is simple. When you fuck like rabbits every single night since you have declared yourself to another, how can there not be a brat coming on the way. Just because generally male saiyans don't get pregnant, it doesn't mean that the rule also applies to Goten and of course the rest of his family.

So I tell him and I savor the moment with all my being. The onna's look is that of glee and I for one have not seen that sort of glee ever since Kakarott was young. That is… probably around the time those stupid things called dragon balls were around. Then something from the corner of my eye, but I can not discern what it is. I shake my head and decide to skip the wonderful meal prepared meal. Of course I'm being sarcastic. I think I will hunt my lunch.

I have been slapped, hit one-time too many and sucker-punched in the stomach so many times I've lost count. But I've never been ignored. People always tend to be ignored by me when I'm in an awful mood. Like kind of throwing a tantrum . For my benefit really. But no one has ever ignored me in my whole life. And I can't say it doesn't hurt. Pan has been ignoring me all day and because it seems to fuel my indifference towards her father, I know that she has brought the attention of others into this problem.

Heck! What kind of a problem? How the fuck should I know? It's not like I know everything. I could think up a couple of different reasons as to why she would be angry at me, but no reason actually seems reasonable. If that actually is possible. I wonder why. Why does she hate me so much right now? Did I do something to hurt her? I consider Pan like my equal.

My only other equal is - believe it or not - Radditz. Radditz I can bonk each other in the head and say hurtful thing to each other and it won't matter. He is my equal and it's only because we are both alone. Oh, sure I have the brat now, but that doesn't help much. I am alone 'cause there is no one else like me. Which brings me back to Pan. She is like me but not entirely so. She is a fighter and a warrior. Her grandfather should be proud.. not that I say he's not, but she is the only other female saiyan who has that knack of wanting to spar. Though it has lowered considerably since the last time I saw her, it has not wavered.

I am awaiting for her to speak now that we are alone. I will await my answers until she is good and ready to do so. If there is one thing I can do right, is annoy the hell out of someone. Hn. Figures, huh? A bitchy attitude for a bitchy personality such as moi.

"All right! You got me!" - she yells out in annoyance and a hint of frustration. Another reason why we are so alike and yet so different.

`Why are you angry?' - I ask telepathically and she responds easily enough.

"Do I need to spell it out for you?" - she crosses her arms in an all-known posture and I nod.

"I am angry for two reasons: one, you have not gone back to my father and two, you can not be seriously thinking of teaching Lee to fight this early in life, right?" - I point out that she learnt to fight at age of two and purposely avoid the subject of her father. She gasps.

Then I sigh and explain to her that as for Lee's training, it has to be done. She has to know how to defend herself and when the time comes, if she doesn't know how to, she would die and there would be nothing I could do about it. She is mute. It's obvious that she doesn't know anything of saiyans culture. In another time I would have sat there and begun to explain why it is needed, but I am actually waiting for someone right now.

A few minutes later, the pups make an appearance and by the looks of it, Goten is throwing a tantrum. He plops down next to me and Pan quickly scuttles closer to him. Trunks looks like he wants to strangle himself, but he doesn't. Instead he kneels next to him. I begin to etch away from this love triangle and know that if I stay a tidbit more Gohan will catch me and want to talk to me, which I am not ready for. I may seem like I'm running from him and I cannot deny it. I am. I can't face him, 'cause it'll bring back memories of a passion I have never felt with anyone else and those kisses up my neck. Ugh! I did it again!!

Sure enough, my traitorous mind has given Gohan time to come into the scene. After learning that his brother is also pregnant he vows to Trunks that if he doesn't take care of Goten, he would kick his princely ass. And I know he can do it. Despite what anyone thinks, Gohan is strong and he hasn't left the third place in being the strongest saiyan alive. Prince or no prince, Trunks will get hurt because Gohan hasn't lost his powers that quickly. As it always come to all the Sons, all they have to do is get enormously angry for their powers to come forth.

With that threat done, he looks at me and silently orders me to move. Guess ordering me to do stuff never works the right way 'cause now he's pleading me. I don't understand how it is that he can be so pure! It is so annoying!

"Sakura?" - I look at him once we're out of the room and I can feel a warmth spreading from my tail to my inner core.

"What do you want?" - I know what he's thinking and I can tell that all he wants is to kiss me, but I cannot let him. I will not submit!

"Onegai…" - that is not what I expected. My eyes widen at his plea and I know for a fact that if he touches me, we'll be at it in the middle of the hall.

Thankfully I am saved by the Onna who clears her throat and the spell dwindles down to nothing. I walk away and I can feel his eyes bore down my back.

The onna - Bulma - is asking me how many more saiyans should we be expecting over. I tell her that by the time they are all back, Vegeta-sei would be up into the sky. It could take two years, but I think that Vegeta-sei is being reborn as we speak. She takes me to the mall first. Saying I should wear something less suspicious to the court and then I tell her that I'm not the only one coming. She blanches and I know she knows who I am referring to: the King of Vegeta-sei.

After a couple of hours of buying pants and shirts for Kakarott's family, she finally gives the indication that we may go get some food. So we do. She surprises me by eating more than a normal human can and I smiled secretly to myself. I know… they are bonding. Turles and Bulma are bonding. There is no other reason as to why she would start to feel that.

Bonds could work differently. There could be a bond and no love and there could be love without a bond. It's different. But when a bond reeks of fate - like Vegeta and Kakarott - that means the love is there. Just waiting to come out. She's staring at me as if she knows what I'm thinking.. she's questioning me and I decide not to play the game of ignorance. Instead of leaning over to kiss her, I grab her hand and put it over my heart. She blushes thinking I'm trying to do the same thing as I did with the android's daughter. But I do not and I calmly let my ki follow through her. Her eyes widen for a second before settling over and beginning to realize that Turles is the one. The final saiyan in her life. She submits to the newly found bond without qualms and through me I can feel her DNA changing without the need for me to fix it for her. This is all Turles doing.

<night>

I walk to the park outside and look at the moon. I am not afraid of turning into a freaking oozaru because I am only standing outside for another reason. I had fallen asleep and I knew someone was calling me. I look at the moon and suddenly Gohan is standing next to me although he does not acknowledge me. There is a young woman next to him and I realize that that is my daughter in her adult form. She looks like my twin. Then I realize this is a dream within a dream. That is Vegeta-sei, what I'm looking at is not the moon but Vegeta-sei. So this must be Earth and I can feel peace. There are humans around but there is no lurking evil. Pan. I turn to my side and see Pan carrying her own brat. She is a princess too as she has joined to Bren and even though she knows the truth, she is happy.

I see the legendary and I am no longer next to Gohan and Pan. I am in the palace where Kakarott is cuddling next to the prince as the legendary - a brat in his late teens - practices the sword with his oldest brother Prince Trunks. I feel for the bond between princely mates and find that Vegeta is king now and his mate has accepted the bond. I feel happy. I've never felt happy in my life. Satiated yes, not happy.

Then I wake up. It was a beautiful dream, but I know now what to do about those two saiyans. Someone told me I can be a damn good actress when I give it my best. Well… this is going to prove enlightening. Let's put my female wiles to the test, let's put Kakarott on the spot.

Vegeta does not expects to see me this early but I know he doesn't mind. If I don't tell him my plan, it might work to the spot. He walks away from his room and his eyes widen slightly at what I'm wearing. It's not my usual, mind you… but if this is to work, I've got to seduce him and what better way than by wearing what the onna calls a dress.

I know. I know it's difficult to imagine me in a dress, but even though he loves no other than Kakarott, that doesn't mean he is not a man. And right now, his throbbing erection is right there for me to see it as I ask him if he wants to spar. He nods once and it's funny to see him looking at my tail moving up and down sending pheromones everywhere. Enticing him to touch it and make me his. Of course… I'm hoping he refrains from fucking me; not that if he does I would be mad. I've always wondered how would it feel to have him inside of me. Though, I mostly thought of it like an afterthought.

<lunch>

I sit in my saiyan uniform knowing that Gohan is going to be pissed. I smell like Vegeta so much, even Bardock is giving me the evil eye. But it's not what they think. We didn't have sex, we just sparred. And it was a very hands on spar. No ki-blasts and no weird tactics. We sparred naked as I didn't want to ruin the dress, I knew that I'd probably needed later in life-thought I'm not sure how much later in my life.

Kakarott comes in for his daily routine and two seconds later he's fighting for control. He wants to kill me. He does. I've touched what does not belong to me and he knows that even though I don't smell like sex, I'm a traitor when it comes to Vegeta. Ah. The saiyan prince is here and he looks very good to eat. Yet he does not offer to look at Kakarott which makes him angry. He throws the napkin and stalks out of the room. I can feel the concern rolling off in waves of his aura, but he doesn't follow him out. Good.

I'm watching Bren fight with my daughter. The unusual happens. Pan is here and she is looking like she were on a hunt but unlike Bren, she wants only one thing. To fuck. She doesn't care for him the way he wants her to, but he's not strong enough to force a bond on her and both of us know it. So, the perfect thing he can do is ignore her as I am doing to Gohan. But for completely different reasons.

Whilst they stalk each other, I decide to take a nap until something obstructs my vision. It is Radditz. He is puzzled. I know I don't smell like him anymore, I took a bath for Kami's sake! I couldn't stand it that much anyway… Vegeta stinks! I advert my gaze and he takes it as an invitation to sit down.

"What exactly are you doing?"

"Destroying relationships?" - I ask him back, but all I can sense from him is confusion.

"Why? Don't you want the prince to join with my brother?" - I don't tense as I hear his question.

"I got tired of waiting for it to happen so now I'm showing Kakarott what he could loose." - my flippant answer clears his confusion from his face as he ponders my response.

A moment of silence and then: "Ah." - he understands. He cuddles to my form and I wonder why is it that I feel more at ease with him than with Gohan.

<Night>

Tomorrow the onna, King Vegeta and I are going to see the emperor of the world. I still don't understand why they call him the emperor if every country has its own representative, but I won't ask why. Tonight though I will pick up the fruits from my hard work. Kakarott had been angry and jealous. Whilst Vegeta had been less forthcoming than usual. It was a tense dinner and everyone knew why. Even Gohan. I've decided to talk to him. Gohan that is. When the time comes I will confront him and then the hell with the future.

Everything is quiet for most of the dinner and then it explodes. With Kakarott shouting at Vegeta that he's an ass. Talking in saiyago which its obvious that he wants a decent spar. At least a verbal one. He is there doing it. He yells at him for what seems like an hour but it really is ten minutes. Then the prince snaps back. He tells him he's tired of bending to his will. He has his pride and he loves him, but there is so much a saiyan can do and that it is final for him.

I wrap my tail with Vegeta's in a teasing way and Kakarott demands as spar. I know for what. For the right to his mate. He shocks everyone in the room when he demands to spar for the rights of his mate. Vegeta is shocked too. He never expected him to do so in front of everybody, but the challenge has been made and I will not back down.

I was unconscious. I am not unconscious now, but I was for two seconds. Ok, so it wasn't two seconds, it was for the rest of the night. I have my pride after all and it was my decision to spar. He hit me and I couldn't even defend myself. I couldn't really try. He is after all carrying a brat who is a two months old inside of him and because I could not hurt him, he hurt me. He hurt me and it made me cry. It made me cry inside. Outside I kept grinning like a fool. He didn't like it but he fought like he always does: gracefully.

I think it was meant to be, but it hurts like hell even though it's not supposed to as I am sitting in the rejuvenation tank to stop the pain. A thought comes to my head as I heard them go at it later on. Kakarott whispered into his mate's head that he would never let go. And he won't. Kakarott would growl at me for two weeks now, before his senses come back and he starts trying to make me forgive him. When he starts to do so, I will be long gone.

<LuNcH>

I am FaMiShEd! I've never been this hungry in my entire existence. I've gone without food for days, months and even YEARS and it has never bothered me so much as it does now. It might be due to the simple fact that I am not only supplementing energy for myself but for Lee too. Or it might be due to the fact that I've just escaped death briefly.

I sit down in front of Pan and notice something is not right. She has been crying. Kuso! Bren has rejected her advances and she is sad because of it. There is nothing I can do as I sit next to her waiting for the King to turn around the corner looking for me. And when he does, I will go with him.

It was successful. No killings, no threats.. just complete understanding coming from both sides. It's just the gods business now. Tahoka knows what he's doing and I trust him. And as I thought, Kakarott is ignoring me. But that's alright, he's cuddling with Vegeta and I'm happy. The dream. I remember it and wonder if my time is coming soon. I'll find out when the gods want me to. After all, I am only a mere servant.