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Vegeta's Temper
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Vegeta yawned, stretching as much as he could in the confined space of his pod. He had a good nap and now he felt as if he were ready for anything. “Good,” He said to himself knowing that probably had to be ready for just about anything when he finally landed.
“Computer, give me my location and my distance from Raditzu,” He said, preparing himself to leave his pod for the first time in almost half a year.
“Prince Vegeta, you have landed on Earth, subject Raditzu’s space podd is a mile and a half south from current location.” The mechanical voice chimed over the speaker. He hated that voice, the mere metalicness of it gave him a headache. Shutting his computer down, Vegeta punched the button to open the door.
With a hiss the hydraulics pushed the door open and Vegeta climbed out to stretch his aching back and sway his cramped up tail. Now he could see why Raditzu told Napa he liked this planet. It was so much like Vegetasei that it wasn’t even funny. The only difference was the fact that the sky was an odd sort of blue.
Stepping away from his space pod, he launched himself into the air, hovering there above his pod. His senses weren’t as refined as to be able to find were Raditzu was staying on this tinny marble of a planet, but he waited and watched. Napa would be able to tell him everything he needed to know. As the big bald warrior emerged from his space pod, Prince Vegeta couldn’t help but smirk slightly, the big idiot was already aroused from what he could tell.
Napa’s eyes closed and Vegeta knew at once that he was contacting his mate. Bronze flesh coloring with a deep red blush that also told him that Napa was sharing perverted thoughts with his mate. It was enough to make Vegeta want to growl; how sickening.
“NAPA!” Vegeta shouted, gaining the attention of the burly body guard at once, “What does he say?” I asked him, hoping to god he had at least remembered to ask before he had started to share his little nasty sexual fantasies.
“He is due west, talking to his brother. He says that we have a small house to stay in while we are here, but there isn’t enough beds so one of us is going to either sleep on the floor or share a bed.” Napa said, that ridiculous blush back on the giant’s cheeks.
“That sounds.. . .nice, I think.” Vegeta said, slowly turning to face the direction Napa had indicated. “Well lets go than, you are surely wanting to molest your mate right now.”
Napa gave Vegeta a huge grin before blasting off at the speed of light, leaving the prince in his dust. Growling, the Prince launched himself after the Elite warrior.
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“So, um. . . .” Goku said watching Raditzu as the man bound to his feet, a weird smile on his face. The long haired Saiyan rushed to the window of the small house, looking out and up to the skies.
“There here,” Raditzu declared, sounding as if he were about to wet himself with excitement. “There here!”
“Who’s here?” Goku asked, surprise and bewilderment all over his handsome face. “Oh, you mean those other energies I was sensing? Are they the friends you spoke of?” He got to his feet as well, he walked out the open door and looked into the haze of moonlight. It was getting to be way past his bedtime, but that was okay, he was far too excited to sleep. Raditzu was telling him everything about his race, their parents, their planet…everything. The thought of meeting more of ‘their’ kind was exciting.
Goku could already see the faint specks that he knew to be the ‘others.’ His tail had come unwound again, waiving excitedly behind him. As they grew closer, his eyes singled each out, analyzing everything from power levels to looks. He had expected them all to have long hair like his brother, but he was surprised to find one of them that was completely bald!
“Are you about to start skipping,” Raditzu asked in surprise, sounding almost disgusted at his brother’s excitement.
“Hey, don’t look at me like that, I’ve never seen another Saiyan before, let alone so many of them. I have every right to get excited,” Goku said defensively.
Raditzu shook his head, a small smile coming over his lips. “Then you’ll be really shocked when you see your home world, now won’t you?”
“So we are going?” Goku practically squealed in excitement.
“Maybe…maybe.”
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I could see my mate standing outside, his beautiful face turned towards the sky. He was wearing some gaudy orange garb, a blue shirt covering his finely chiseled chest. I could feel his mind against mine and I smiled, but then my eyes landed on the one he was calling brother and it slipped off my face. He did look like that little brat Kakkarot…so much so that it had to be the little twerp. I land before my mate and his brother, not sure of what I should be doing, if anything at all. I am almost afraid to touch Raditzu, lest my emotions and needs take over.
Vegeta lands beside me and I feel the awkwardness growing a mile wide between us. “Napa, this is my little brother, Kakkarot, Kakkarot, this is my mate, Napa.” Raditzu introduced, “And this is our prince, Prince Vegeta.”
Kakkarot’s wide eyes ran over the two of us and I could see the innocents in his eyes as bright as day. “What is a mate? Is that like best friends?” He asked sounding just as innocent as he looked. I heard Vegeta make a disgusted sound from beside me and I knew at once what the Prince was about to say.
“You call yourself a Saiyan, and you don’t even know what a mate is!” Vegeta snapped, arms folding across his delicate chest.
He looked hurt, and confused. “Kakkarot, he is just passionate, don’t take offence.” I told the young Saiyan, figuring that the boy was younger than their prince by at least a year. He probably hadn’t had his first heat yet, that would explain why he didn’t know about mates or mating. It wasn’t uncommon for some Saiyans, especially the more masculine ones to have their first heat much latter in their lives. “I think Raditzu wants to explain about Mates and that sort of shit latter.” I look at Raditzu who was absolutely beaming at me. I did the right thing.
“Okay…” Kakkarot said, sounding disappointed as well. “Well, anyways! Welcome to Earth! I’m sure you two would like to have a bath as much as Raditzu had wanted one. I’ve already prepared the water outback in the tub! Oh, and dinner is cooking right now, so when you’re done you’ll be able to eat!”
“That sound’s great,” I told the youngster, following the happy, almost bouncy, young man to the back of the tumble down house. Sure enough there was a large tub there, steam rolling off of it’s surface. ~ Isn’t he the nicest thing? I don’t know where he learned his manners from, but I am grateful to them! Enjoy your bath love, ‘cause when you’re done, you’ll get the treat of your life!~
I cock my head, my smile returning at once, ~And what is that my beautiful mate?~ I ask Raditzu. I could already imagine what my horny mate wanted from me, but he surprised me like he always does by flashing images of hot food before my eyes. Sometimes I swear that man is all stomach.
“Well, I do make great food, Chi tells me that all the time, but I don’t like cooking for her. She is too demanding.” Kakkarot said, interrupting my telepathic conversation.
“What was that?” I asked, wondering if the brat had been talking to me or Vegeta.
“Well, you were thinking that your ‘Mate’ is all stomach, well you won’t think so when you taste my fish! I’m a great cook…but first your bath…I’m not sure if I have anything that will fit you…you’re awfully damned big, you know that? Maybe I will go out into town while you are bathing and find you something…well have fun!” He waved at me and our prince and disappeared back around the house’s corner.
“He…read my thoughts,” I say sounding startled and slightly perturbed.
Vegeta looked up at me from where he was stripping, a slight smirk on his dark features. Pulling his gloves off, he carefully set them aside, “Worried he’s going to stumble across your hentai thoughts about Raditzu?” He asked me and I could swear I hear a hint of jealously in his gravelly voice.
I narrow my eyes at him. I had always known that the petite prince had had a thing for my mate, but I wasn’t worried. After all, Saiyans bonded for life, there was no changing that. Raditzu was mine, no matter what sort of games Vegeta played.
Riding myself of my own clothing, I climb carefully into the water, finding that it was just the right temperature. This sure as hell beat delousing powder any day. Sighing I relax back into the water, sinking up to my chin in the wonderfully relaxing water. I cracked an eye open and watched Vegeta climb in, sudden thoughts welling up in my mind. I recognized them at once as my mate’s, but I had to grin at the deviousness of what he was thinking. Sure as hell it would get their crowned prince away from Raditzu…and it would work too…if, and that was if they could get their prince to let his barriers down. That wasn’t an easy task any more…sadness. His mate was sitting just outside the house’s main entrance, sadness welling up in his heart.
~Damned that mad man…Furiza needs to die a very horrible…painful…death…~I thought, knowing that that was where this sadness was coming from. What else could it be? After all…Vegeta was practically Raditzu’s first cub and…his first cub had been raped repeatedly by some disgusting white lizard. It almost made me sad. Almost…anger out weighed any other emotion when I thought of what that bastard has done to the boy I consider a son.
Vegeta must have caught some wind of what I was thinking through our pack bond, because he was frowning at me. “You can’t do anything about it, so stop antagonizing yourself.” He said coldly to me, in that emotionless voice that was far too common to him now a days.
I shrug my shoulders, wadding over to stand behind him. Grabbing some soap, I began to lather his back, “I know I can’t do anything, that doesn’t mean I still can’t be angry for what has happened to you cub.” I tell him, and he starts to purr. I sigh and put my hand on top of his head. “Besides, I am your elder, no matter what rank I hold…so you ought not to be telling me what to do.” I shove him underwater and he went spluttering and screaming.
Chuckling I hurry back to my side of the tub, watching him float back up to the surface, a murderous look in his eye. His hair had wilted down, and now hung in his eyes and down his back.
“That is treasonous.” Vegeta declared and I knew that this was going to lead to a water fight. Just like the last time we had bathed together. How old had Vegeta been then? I couldn’t remember, but that had been the most fun I had ever had with the cub.
Vegeta only growled at me and went back to washing up, it surprised me a bit. Then again, I remembered that he was probably just as hungry as I was and despite my beliefs, he was no cub but a young man. Yes, lets skip the retarded play fights until after we have filled our stomachs, as always, Vegeta was smarter than I appeared to be. Grabbing an extra bar of soap, I began to scrub every crack and crevasse on my body. I never saw my soapy prince coming.
GAH!
My feet were kicked out from under me and I go tumbling backwards into the water, my arms flailing and my eyes wide. Just before I disappeared below the steamy surface of the water, I saw my prince smirking down at me, his hair full of shampoo and his chest covered in soap suds. “That is what you get for dunking me, idiot!” He declared, disappearing under the water to wash off the soap.
Spluttering up into the cool night air, I gaze at him dumbfounded. Vegeta was scrubbing what looked to be conditioner into his dark locks, a content smile on his face. Oh, that brat was going to get it! But not now, no…I was starting to think that Raditzu was right. The plain was perfect, perfect revenge that is. I am going to get Vegeta good for dunking me!
Goku was back and the evil grin that had been growing on my face slipped away, as well as the thoughts of my revenge. I had this sinking feeling that the kid could read almost every thought that passed through my head. It wouldn’t be good if Kakkarot caught wind of what we were thinking.
“I brought towels!” He exclaimed, setting them on the platform that circled the tub. “I couldn’t find the time to get out to town…I remembered that it was really late! Hehehe, most of the stores are closed right now…but, we can go shopping tomorrow! I found the perfect set of clothing for you Vegeta!”
“Prince” Vegeta corrected icily. I was going to have to fix this attitude problem Vegeta seemed to be having.
Goku frowned and shrugged his shoulders, “I actually was think I liked ‘Geta, better.” Goku said, that bright smile on his face again. I couldn’t figure it out, was Kakkarot insane, or was he picking a fight with Vegeta on purpose?
Vegeta growled in warning, but didn’t say anything further, which surprised me. Vegeta would normally have gone on a tirade after a comment like that…
“The food is just about done, you might want to hurry, I think Raditzu wants to hog it all to himself if you aren’t there to share it with him.” Goku added, almost absentmindedly, setting down the sets of clothing that he had brought for Vegeta. He quickly disappeared again and I grabbed one of the towels he had left. Climbing out of the tub, I covered my nudeness with the soft cloth. Using my ki I dried off completely before hopping down to the ground to pick up my training suit. I had only worn it for a few days, it didn’t smell dirty, so I put it back on.
“Come on ‘Geta,” I teased, glancing over my shoulder to the royal who stood completely naked, looking at the cloths Kakkarot had left him.
“Pink.” Vegeta said, sounding repulsed. I turned to face, him, getting a good look for the first time at what he held. Sure enough, it was a pink shirt, the common word ‘BAD MAN’ written in big letters across the front.
I couldn’t help it, I laughed. That shirt had to be the funniest thing I had ever seen in my life, and the words fit Vegeta‘s personality perfectly. Sending an image of what I was looking at to my lover, he started to laugh too, I could hear his galas of laugher from here.
Vegeta looked worse than pissed. Pulling on a pare of black sweats that had been in the pile of clothing, he threw the shirt down, holding his hand out to it. With a blast of ki, the shirt was instantly disintegrated, not even a pile of ashes remaining. “Kakkarot,” He growled in a voice that bordered no nonsense—Vegeta was beyond upset. His shoulders were hunched, his bear fists clenched tightly. Snarling, he snatched his gloves up, stalking around the edge of the house while he pulled them back on.
“Uh-oh,” I said, shooting my mate a warning over our mental link.
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Raditzu heard the distress in his mate’s sending and bounded to his feet, watching the prince walk towards his brother who was tending the fire. “Vegeta sama.” He asked, concern in his voice. It had been rare that he had seen Vegeta this heated up.
“Oh, hey there, where is your shirt?” Goku asked, turning to face Vegeta.
“YOUR TRYING TO MAKE ME LOOK RIDICULOUS!” Vegeta exclaimed accusingly. Rearing back, he slammed his fist into the shocked Goku’s jaw. The young Saiyan went flying, landing hard in the dirt.
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This is where I will cut it off...love cliff hangers, yes I do!
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Vegeta yawned, stretching as much as he could in the confined space of his pod. He had a good nap and now he felt as if he were ready for anything. “Good,” He said to himself knowing that probably had to be ready for just about anything when he finally landed.
“Computer, give me my location and my distance from Raditzu,” He said, preparing himself to leave his pod for the first time in almost half a year.
“Prince Vegeta, you have landed on Earth, subject Raditzu’s space podd is a mile and a half south from current location.” The mechanical voice chimed over the speaker. He hated that voice, the mere metalicness of it gave him a headache. Shutting his computer down, Vegeta punched the button to open the door.
With a hiss the hydraulics pushed the door open and Vegeta climbed out to stretch his aching back and sway his cramped up tail. Now he could see why Raditzu told Napa he liked this planet. It was so much like Vegetasei that it wasn’t even funny. The only difference was the fact that the sky was an odd sort of blue.
Stepping away from his space pod, he launched himself into the air, hovering there above his pod. His senses weren’t as refined as to be able to find were Raditzu was staying on this tinny marble of a planet, but he waited and watched. Napa would be able to tell him everything he needed to know. As the big bald warrior emerged from his space pod, Prince Vegeta couldn’t help but smirk slightly, the big idiot was already aroused from what he could tell.
Napa’s eyes closed and Vegeta knew at once that he was contacting his mate. Bronze flesh coloring with a deep red blush that also told him that Napa was sharing perverted thoughts with his mate. It was enough to make Vegeta want to growl; how sickening.
“NAPA!” Vegeta shouted, gaining the attention of the burly body guard at once, “What does he say?” I asked him, hoping to god he had at least remembered to ask before he had started to share his little nasty sexual fantasies.
“He is due west, talking to his brother. He says that we have a small house to stay in while we are here, but there isn’t enough beds so one of us is going to either sleep on the floor or share a bed.” Napa said, that ridiculous blush back on the giant’s cheeks.
“That sounds.. . .nice, I think.” Vegeta said, slowly turning to face the direction Napa had indicated. “Well lets go than, you are surely wanting to molest your mate right now.”
Napa gave Vegeta a huge grin before blasting off at the speed of light, leaving the prince in his dust. Growling, the Prince launched himself after the Elite warrior.
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“So, um. . . .” Goku said watching Raditzu as the man bound to his feet, a weird smile on his face. The long haired Saiyan rushed to the window of the small house, looking out and up to the skies.
“There here,” Raditzu declared, sounding as if he were about to wet himself with excitement. “There here!”
“Who’s here?” Goku asked, surprise and bewilderment all over his handsome face. “Oh, you mean those other energies I was sensing? Are they the friends you spoke of?” He got to his feet as well, he walked out the open door and looked into the haze of moonlight. It was getting to be way past his bedtime, but that was okay, he was far too excited to sleep. Raditzu was telling him everything about his race, their parents, their planet…everything. The thought of meeting more of ‘their’ kind was exciting.
Goku could already see the faint specks that he knew to be the ‘others.’ His tail had come unwound again, waiving excitedly behind him. As they grew closer, his eyes singled each out, analyzing everything from power levels to looks. He had expected them all to have long hair like his brother, but he was surprised to find one of them that was completely bald!
“Are you about to start skipping,” Raditzu asked in surprise, sounding almost disgusted at his brother’s excitement.
“Hey, don’t look at me like that, I’ve never seen another Saiyan before, let alone so many of them. I have every right to get excited,” Goku said defensively.
Raditzu shook his head, a small smile coming over his lips. “Then you’ll be really shocked when you see your home world, now won’t you?”
“So we are going?” Goku practically squealed in excitement.
“Maybe…maybe.”
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I could see my mate standing outside, his beautiful face turned towards the sky. He was wearing some gaudy orange garb, a blue shirt covering his finely chiseled chest. I could feel his mind against mine and I smiled, but then my eyes landed on the one he was calling brother and it slipped off my face. He did look like that little brat Kakkarot…so much so that it had to be the little twerp. I land before my mate and his brother, not sure of what I should be doing, if anything at all. I am almost afraid to touch Raditzu, lest my emotions and needs take over.
Vegeta lands beside me and I feel the awkwardness growing a mile wide between us. “Napa, this is my little brother, Kakkarot, Kakkarot, this is my mate, Napa.” Raditzu introduced, “And this is our prince, Prince Vegeta.”
Kakkarot’s wide eyes ran over the two of us and I could see the innocents in his eyes as bright as day. “What is a mate? Is that like best friends?” He asked sounding just as innocent as he looked. I heard Vegeta make a disgusted sound from beside me and I knew at once what the Prince was about to say.
“You call yourself a Saiyan, and you don’t even know what a mate is!” Vegeta snapped, arms folding across his delicate chest.
He looked hurt, and confused. “Kakkarot, he is just passionate, don’t take offence.” I told the young Saiyan, figuring that the boy was younger than their prince by at least a year. He probably hadn’t had his first heat yet, that would explain why he didn’t know about mates or mating. It wasn’t uncommon for some Saiyans, especially the more masculine ones to have their first heat much latter in their lives. “I think Raditzu wants to explain about Mates and that sort of shit latter.” I look at Raditzu who was absolutely beaming at me. I did the right thing.
“Okay…” Kakkarot said, sounding disappointed as well. “Well, anyways! Welcome to Earth! I’m sure you two would like to have a bath as much as Raditzu had wanted one. I’ve already prepared the water outback in the tub! Oh, and dinner is cooking right now, so when you’re done you’ll be able to eat!”
“That sound’s great,” I told the youngster, following the happy, almost bouncy, young man to the back of the tumble down house. Sure enough there was a large tub there, steam rolling off of it’s surface. ~ Isn’t he the nicest thing? I don’t know where he learned his manners from, but I am grateful to them! Enjoy your bath love, ‘cause when you’re done, you’ll get the treat of your life!~
I cock my head, my smile returning at once, ~And what is that my beautiful mate?~ I ask Raditzu. I could already imagine what my horny mate wanted from me, but he surprised me like he always does by flashing images of hot food before my eyes. Sometimes I swear that man is all stomach.
“Well, I do make great food, Chi tells me that all the time, but I don’t like cooking for her. She is too demanding.” Kakkarot said, interrupting my telepathic conversation.
“What was that?” I asked, wondering if the brat had been talking to me or Vegeta.
“Well, you were thinking that your ‘Mate’ is all stomach, well you won’t think so when you taste my fish! I’m a great cook…but first your bath…I’m not sure if I have anything that will fit you…you’re awfully damned big, you know that? Maybe I will go out into town while you are bathing and find you something…well have fun!” He waved at me and our prince and disappeared back around the house’s corner.
“He…read my thoughts,” I say sounding startled and slightly perturbed.
Vegeta looked up at me from where he was stripping, a slight smirk on his dark features. Pulling his gloves off, he carefully set them aside, “Worried he’s going to stumble across your hentai thoughts about Raditzu?” He asked me and I could swear I hear a hint of jealously in his gravelly voice.
I narrow my eyes at him. I had always known that the petite prince had had a thing for my mate, but I wasn’t worried. After all, Saiyans bonded for life, there was no changing that. Raditzu was mine, no matter what sort of games Vegeta played.
Riding myself of my own clothing, I climb carefully into the water, finding that it was just the right temperature. This sure as hell beat delousing powder any day. Sighing I relax back into the water, sinking up to my chin in the wonderfully relaxing water. I cracked an eye open and watched Vegeta climb in, sudden thoughts welling up in my mind. I recognized them at once as my mate’s, but I had to grin at the deviousness of what he was thinking. Sure as hell it would get their crowned prince away from Raditzu…and it would work too…if, and that was if they could get their prince to let his barriers down. That wasn’t an easy task any more…sadness. His mate was sitting just outside the house’s main entrance, sadness welling up in his heart.
~Damned that mad man…Furiza needs to die a very horrible…painful…death…~I thought, knowing that that was where this sadness was coming from. What else could it be? After all…Vegeta was practically Raditzu’s first cub and…his first cub had been raped repeatedly by some disgusting white lizard. It almost made me sad. Almost…anger out weighed any other emotion when I thought of what that bastard has done to the boy I consider a son.
Vegeta must have caught some wind of what I was thinking through our pack bond, because he was frowning at me. “You can’t do anything about it, so stop antagonizing yourself.” He said coldly to me, in that emotionless voice that was far too common to him now a days.
I shrug my shoulders, wadding over to stand behind him. Grabbing some soap, I began to lather his back, “I know I can’t do anything, that doesn’t mean I still can’t be angry for what has happened to you cub.” I tell him, and he starts to purr. I sigh and put my hand on top of his head. “Besides, I am your elder, no matter what rank I hold…so you ought not to be telling me what to do.” I shove him underwater and he went spluttering and screaming.
Chuckling I hurry back to my side of the tub, watching him float back up to the surface, a murderous look in his eye. His hair had wilted down, and now hung in his eyes and down his back.
“That is treasonous.” Vegeta declared and I knew that this was going to lead to a water fight. Just like the last time we had bathed together. How old had Vegeta been then? I couldn’t remember, but that had been the most fun I had ever had with the cub.
Vegeta only growled at me and went back to washing up, it surprised me a bit. Then again, I remembered that he was probably just as hungry as I was and despite my beliefs, he was no cub but a young man. Yes, lets skip the retarded play fights until after we have filled our stomachs, as always, Vegeta was smarter than I appeared to be. Grabbing an extra bar of soap, I began to scrub every crack and crevasse on my body. I never saw my soapy prince coming.
GAH!
My feet were kicked out from under me and I go tumbling backwards into the water, my arms flailing and my eyes wide. Just before I disappeared below the steamy surface of the water, I saw my prince smirking down at me, his hair full of shampoo and his chest covered in soap suds. “That is what you get for dunking me, idiot!” He declared, disappearing under the water to wash off the soap.
Spluttering up into the cool night air, I gaze at him dumbfounded. Vegeta was scrubbing what looked to be conditioner into his dark locks, a content smile on his face. Oh, that brat was going to get it! But not now, no…I was starting to think that Raditzu was right. The plain was perfect, perfect revenge that is. I am going to get Vegeta good for dunking me!
Goku was back and the evil grin that had been growing on my face slipped away, as well as the thoughts of my revenge. I had this sinking feeling that the kid could read almost every thought that passed through my head. It wouldn’t be good if Kakkarot caught wind of what we were thinking.
“I brought towels!” He exclaimed, setting them on the platform that circled the tub. “I couldn’t find the time to get out to town…I remembered that it was really late! Hehehe, most of the stores are closed right now…but, we can go shopping tomorrow! I found the perfect set of clothing for you Vegeta!”
“Prince” Vegeta corrected icily. I was going to have to fix this attitude problem Vegeta seemed to be having.
Goku frowned and shrugged his shoulders, “I actually was think I liked ‘Geta, better.” Goku said, that bright smile on his face again. I couldn’t figure it out, was Kakkarot insane, or was he picking a fight with Vegeta on purpose?
Vegeta growled in warning, but didn’t say anything further, which surprised me. Vegeta would normally have gone on a tirade after a comment like that…
“The food is just about done, you might want to hurry, I think Raditzu wants to hog it all to himself if you aren’t there to share it with him.” Goku added, almost absentmindedly, setting down the sets of clothing that he had brought for Vegeta. He quickly disappeared again and I grabbed one of the towels he had left. Climbing out of the tub, I covered my nudeness with the soft cloth. Using my ki I dried off completely before hopping down to the ground to pick up my training suit. I had only worn it for a few days, it didn’t smell dirty, so I put it back on.
“Come on ‘Geta,” I teased, glancing over my shoulder to the royal who stood completely naked, looking at the cloths Kakkarot had left him.
“Pink.” Vegeta said, sounding repulsed. I turned to face, him, getting a good look for the first time at what he held. Sure enough, it was a pink shirt, the common word ‘BAD MAN’ written in big letters across the front.
I couldn’t help it, I laughed. That shirt had to be the funniest thing I had ever seen in my life, and the words fit Vegeta‘s personality perfectly. Sending an image of what I was looking at to my lover, he started to laugh too, I could hear his galas of laugher from here.
Vegeta looked worse than pissed. Pulling on a pare of black sweats that had been in the pile of clothing, he threw the shirt down, holding his hand out to it. With a blast of ki, the shirt was instantly disintegrated, not even a pile of ashes remaining. “Kakkarot,” He growled in a voice that bordered no nonsense—Vegeta was beyond upset. His shoulders were hunched, his bear fists clenched tightly. Snarling, he snatched his gloves up, stalking around the edge of the house while he pulled them back on.
“Uh-oh,” I said, shooting my mate a warning over our mental link.
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Raditzu heard the distress in his mate’s sending and bounded to his feet, watching the prince walk towards his brother who was tending the fire. “Vegeta sama.” He asked, concern in his voice. It had been rare that he had seen Vegeta this heated up.
“Oh, hey there, where is your shirt?” Goku asked, turning to face Vegeta.
“YOUR TRYING TO MAKE ME LOOK RIDICULOUS!” Vegeta exclaimed accusingly. Rearing back, he slammed his fist into the shocked Goku’s jaw. The young Saiyan went flying, landing hard in the dirt.
Silence.
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This is where I will cut it off...love cliff hangers, yes I do!