Dominus De Cupiditas

Title: Dominus De Cupiditas

Chapter Title: Now We Have a Problem

Summary: Everything should be getting back to normal for the Z Gang. Vegeta should be letting his demands finally rest. But the things that should be rarely are.

Main Characters Focuses: Bulma, Vegeta, Asoreia, Trunks, and Goku

Random Quote: “And since you know you cannot see yourself, so well as by reflection, I, your glass, will modestly discover to yourself, that of yourself which you yet know not of.” William Shakespeare

Things to Know: ~~ means the start or end of a flash back. Vegeta and Asoreia talk on Saiyan (Which is un-conjugated Latin) but it will be translated…. Goku thinks this story he’d like to give his home language a whirl. (Gods help us)

Disclaimer: I in no way own the characters. For that matter I do not know the omnipotent creator. (Unfortunately), therefore suing me would do you no good. For I am a poor college student who is spending her spare time creating stories based on her childish infatuation with the fictional protectors of the Earth.


Last time:

Vegeta waited for another tug on the lights, waiting for Asoreia and his son to come back. Blood still sprayed from the mirror, his suit ruined, his hair dripped tiny red droplets into his ebony orbs. His heart skipped a beat when thick masculine fingers appeared in the slowly closing portal.

Vegeta fazed out and quickly made his way to the mirror, his hand wrapped around those thick fingers as his body fazed in. He pulled, blood spraying him directly in the face. His breathing was labored and the salty metallic taste of blood filled his senses. The only thing he could see were those fingers. The fingers that he prayed belonged to his son, but knew deep down that it wasn’t. He knew that it was someone much larger, stronger, older.

Vegeta grabbed further down the slime covered arm. He felt the material of a thick, well tailored, suit. He gave one strong pull and Goku and Asoreia both came sliding out of the mirror, landing directly on top of Vegeta.

The blood slowed until it stopped, the winds stopped, the screaming from the doorway stopped. The only sounds that could be heard were the heavy breathings of the three Saiyans in the center of the blood filled bedroom. Their bodies were covered in a thick layer of slime.

Asoreia scooped a large handful of goop off her face and smiled, “So it this how most of your parties end?”

“Get off of me, BOTH OF YOU.” Asoreia and Goku tried to stand but the slime mixed with the blood created an ice like surface. Their feet, hands, arms, slid around on the carpet. Every time Vegeta, Goku, or Asoreia tried to stand they fell over.

“Did you get Trunks, is my son ok?” Bulma called from the doorway.

“I saw something that resembled your son, but it was not. So no I didn’t get him. I got Kakorot .”

“So what when did he get sucked into the mirror?” Christopher interjected, his eyes scanning the area.

“How am I suppose to know?” Asoreia and Vegeta tried to levitate but the goo held them to the ground.

“Woman help us get out of Here!” Vegeta bellowed, letting his frustration surface.

Bulma turned and left for the lab. Christopher watched as she left, “The party ended right after you guys came up here.” Chichi nodded.

“Oh.” Asoreia stated only to acknowledge Christopher’s comment.

Bulma raced up the stairs with a small metal gun in her hands. As she reached the doorway a deep growl echoed through the room. Papers started to fly and the furniture started to move towards the mirror. The Saiyans turned with looks of terror as their bodies started to pull towards the mirror.

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Asoreia looked at the mirror in terror as their bodies started to slide, her mind racing with possible solutions to the impending problem. They had to keep the portal open without being devoured. She braced her small feet on the frame of the mirror.

“Vegeta we have to keep this open! Both of you hold on to me!” The two larger Saiyans held on to her small figure and were transported to the front lawn.

The three of them landed with a thud in the soft damp grass, their flesh tingling, steam rising into the night air.

“What’s going on why does it burn?” Goku asked as he brushed at his arms.

“There has to be acidic qualities to the petroleum. We have to get it off now.” Vegeta braked as he scrapped at his body

“How it just slides around when I try to get it off?” Goku whined

Bulma and the others made their way to the front lawn to see the trio of Saiyans digging at their own flesh. Deducing that the gel was eating away at their bodies Bulma screamed and dashed into the house.

“What the hell is that crazy onna doing?” Vegeta bellowed as the gel burned holes in his cloths and started to leave dark red welts on his tan epidermis.

Goku body was smoking as he was trying to power up, hoping the gel would burn off. “Ego depravare!”

Vegeta and Asoreia stopped for a moment and just looked at him in utter confusion. “Why do you feel right now is the time to tell us you are a pervert Kakorot?” Asoreia asked as she started to take off her cloths.

“No I’m in pain!”

“Not even close.” Vegeta grumbled and followed in suit as he too started to remove the gel covered material.

“Ego in afficere.” Asoreia plainly stated as she threw what was left of her evening gown on the ground.

Bulma came running out of the metallic home carrying a large box of baking soda. “Dump this on yourselves,” she yelled as she tossed the box across the yard.

Asoreia grabbed the box midair and poured the powder all over her body then tossed the box to Vegeta who dittoed her actions. He then covered Goku with the baking soda. The gel started to liquefy and fall from their bodies. The burning slowly subsided and they relaxed.

“Why do we have naked Saiyans on the front lawn?” Bulla asked as she joined the group at the door.

“Well your dad and his bitch decided to allow your brother to be swallowed by a mirror that tried to kill everyone else. Then they found Goku in there and decided to strip naked on the front lawn and cover themselves in powder… I think I’ve read about this ritual before.” Christopher explained nibbling on the ear piece of his glasses.

Chi-Chi walked outside with her arms full of blankets and handed one to the three naked Saiyans. “Get inside.”

“Aww I was enjoying the show. Let them stay out here with me. No? Well FUCKIN Untie me you stupid fucks!” Mr. McMichaels called from his spot at the tree.

“Shut up.” Asoreia growled as she headed for the house. “How did you get into the mirror anyway Kakorot?”

“I was talking to Chi-Chi out here and next thing I knew I was getting sucked into the ground.”

“What did you say to her Kakorot? This is very important what did you say?” Vegeta growled and stopped in front on him.

“She said she wanted to take me back and asked if that was what I wanted and I said yes.”

“Wanted?”

“Well no, desired.”

“Kaki darling you are now on its hit list. Geta we have to keep an eye on him. Does he always get himself in trouble?”

“You have no idea Sorei.”
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Trunks knelt at the end of his king’s bed. The large metal ki absorbing collar hung heavily around his neck. His body now told him what to do. His mind seemed to be asleep inside of him. He knew what was going on was wrong but he no longer could say no to the creature that has taken control and he was too weak to stand up to it.

He laid down on the soft crimson sheets. Tears started to fall from his lilac eyes. What was going on with him, why had he gone after his father’s wife, why had he allowed her to take control. Everything was wrong. He had ruined the holiday and now his family was probably looking for him, ruining their holidays all because he stopped thinking with his mind and started thinking with his penis.

This was no longer what he wanted. He did not want this at all. All he wanted was to go home to his family, but there was no way now. The minute his master came back his personal thoughts would be gone again and he would be his mindless slave again. He would do as he was told, he would live the life that he chose again.

“Father I’m sorry.”
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Vegeta and Asoreia sat on the bed in their room later that evening in their pajamas. Asoreia’s hair took up most of the room on the bed as she combed it out. Vegeta thumbed through an old book that had spent most of its life at Vegeta’s bedside.

“We are in serious trouble now Vegeta you know that right?”

“I am aware thank you. That thing has my son and your book doesn’t help.”

“I could have told you that. What we need to find out is who let it out and how they did so. If there is another book out there then what we have to do won’t mean shit. We have to get rid of this thing forever.”

“And how do you plan on that….If you don’t recall Asoreia that thing can not be killed and we have already tired getting rid of it and that did not work. What is your big plan?”

“I do not know yet. I need time.”

“That’s something we do not have. You and I know that.”

“Why can’t we ever just be together and happy?”

“Because Asoreia we have too much sin in our lives for that to ever be.”

She sighed and re-braided her hair, “I suppose you are right. Amo tu Vegeta. Just so you know. I suggest we get some sleep and ponder our fates in the morning. There is nothing left for us to do tonight.”

“Hn.” He grunted and held her close to his body. “I love you too.”


** I had a major Brain fart and stopped writing all of my stories. I am so sorry. I got in the mood to finish at least one of them. I hope this continues with the flow and for all of you that have continued to read and wait for my updates thank you. It is much appreciated. Noel **