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The Awakening	By : vegetagoddess Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 4904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Awakening
- 2-The Descent
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�Ello,
Now I honestly wasn�t planning on
continuing this fic because I had too much else on my plate, however you can
all thank Lemony Nymph (Bouzi Neo) for being so persuasive with her constant
hounding of me to continue this fic. I guess this fic may not be what some
people are expecting but to be honest I really don�t care because on the other
hand this fic be exactly what other people are hoping for. Read. Enjoy. Review!
^_^ (See? I smile at you!)

Disclaimer: I do not own DBGT or DBZ! (Or do I�)

Kakarot
held Vegeta�s demi-saiyan daughter tightly against him, half amused and half
irritated by the quiet sniffles and shivers which racked her body as they shot
through the sky towards Vegeta. She was such a tiny girl with a body that was
smaller then Vegeta�s but which was well proportioned. Slim hips, tiny waist,
largish breasts which � judging by her mothers � would grow larger as she
passed through her teenage years.

Her long blue hair whipped crazily through the air as they flew,
tangling with his own wild black locks and mingling into one another just as he
longer to do with the girl herself. The blue haired princess smelt strongly of
strawberries and it was only with an iron will that Kakarot stopped himself
from sinking his teeth into her neck and forcing her to recognise him as
superior. He wanted to do things to her that he would have recoiled from less
then a day ago, now though, his saiyan urges told him it was fine.
He wanted to stamp his mark on
her so the world would know she belonged to him and then he wanted to fuck her
until she relented and recognised him as her superior. However, before he did
all that, he first wanted to see his prince. He wanted to talk to Vegeta, to
see how much of the prince�s inner-self remained. Was he really tame or had he
just maintained a shield of civilised behaviour in order to be accepted? It was
difficult to tell with Vegeta � he was clever.

Clever or not, Goku needed to know what Vegeta was before
he made his next move, for if his prince was still truly his prince he would
have no choice but to follow him. His saiyan instinct would allow him to do
nothing else. If, however, Vegeta had become weak and human, then it would be a
different story. A very very different story indeed�
�Mom�� Bra hiccuped and shuddered in
his arms, her tiny frame shaking with the human emotions coursing through her.
Her voice was high and scratchy from crying, and the need to chase all the
emotion out of her and make her into a real saiyan pounded through Kakarot
bloodstream once more.
�It is an exercise in futility to cry
for you mother, Bra.� Kakarot chided his beautiful princess softly; his voice a
low seductive purr. �I broke her neck, remember?�
She answered him with a low moan of
horror and he chuckled at the sound, hugging her more firmly against him and
revelling at the hitch in her breath as she felt his erection pressing against
her. She was so young, so pure and so very his. Her father had done well
to protect her from the advances of less worthy mates; Goten and the other
mindless males from the local school she went to. Males who Kakarot could
remember his son whinging about over the dinner table � complaining that Bra
paid them ore attention then she paid him.

Too
bad for poor old Goten, now! Kakarot though nastily and grinned at the
thought of his youngest and weakest son�s reaction when he found out that it
had been his own father who had mated the princess first; because he would
mate her � as surely as the sun would come up tomorrow, Bra would become his.

The sun was sinking into the horizon when Kakarot finally spotted
Vegeta way down below them � it wasn�t that they�d been flying for a long time,
it was just that they�d crossed halfway across the world to find him. Apparently
Vegeta liked to make sure that when he was alone he stayed alone and
keeping as far from home as possible was how he achieved this.

His saiyan prince was
standing in the middle of a crater riddle field, his head titled up to watch
them land a strangely calm look upon his proud face as he noted his daughters
pale and shaken features as she hung in his grasp.

�Bra.� Kakarot shook her
a little to get her attention. �I should mention that if you say one word to
your daddy about what I did to your mother then I�ll be forced to do to you
what I did to her.� He smiled as he whispered the threat to her, not wanting
Vegeta to suspect him as yet � it would be fun to see how long it would take
the saiyan to catch on to what he really was.

His princess nodded in
his grasp, still too frightened to say anything directly to him. Her fear,
sweet though its scent was, coated the air so thickly that Vegeta would undoubtedly
pick up on it and demand and an explanation. He could always knock the girl
out�but he liked feeling her tremble in her grasp and liked hearing her
whimpers whenever he held her close to him.

He descended slower then
he normally would, enjoying the look of consternation on Vegeta�s face that the
saiyan prince couldn�t quite manage to hide. Normally such concern for ones
spawn would be laughed at � Saiyajins not normally having an emotional
attachment to their children. However Bra was a saiyan princess and she was the
closest thing to a female saiyan that there was so Vegeta�s concern was
understandable. His own granddaughter pan had more strength then Bra � but her
blood had been diluted with weakness, making her far less valuable to what
remained of the saiyan community.

When he touched down on
the ground he set Bra on her feet and then looped his arms around her waist and
pulled her back against him, smiling slightly at the whimper that slipped from
her mouth. His smile broadened as Vegeta�s gaze zeroed in on his arms linked
around his daughter and then slowly lifted to look from Bra�s terrified face
into Kakarot�s highly amused one.

�Kakarot?� Vegeta strode
forward, a threatening rumble in his voice that Kakarot recognised as the
beginnings of a challenge. �What is the meaning of this?� The outrage in the
prince�s voice made Kakarot lower his eyes to hide the dancing amusement in
them. He fought hard to will all emotion out f his eyes as he answered.

�My Prince?� Kakarot
lazily asked, lifting his face and meeting Vegeta�s eyes. �Of what do you
speak?� He kept his voice as neutral as possible as he held the prince�s eyes,
searching for any sign of weakness in them. It was a hard task as the prince�s
eyes were as guarded as any he�d seen � there was no trace of anything in his
eyes, in fact he seemed empty of any perceivable emotion.

�Why are you touching
my daughter?� Vegeta ground out as the first touches of anger sparked in his
eyes.

�Because I want to.� He
smiled - goading Vegeta to see what he�d do. It was strange to be challenging
his prince in such a manner, but at the same time it was necessary to make sure
Vegeta was still saiyan. He wanted him to be a saiyan; he needed
Vegeta to be a saiyan. He was only a third class warrior�he needed a prince to
rule over him; he needed a dominant.

His dark eyes clashed again
with Vegeta�s and this time he could sense stillness within him as Vegeta tried
to make sense of what was happening. His prince frowned abruptly and took a few
more steps forward, his manner hardening as he noticed that �Goku� wasn�t
talking, standing or even looking like �Goku�.

�Who are you?� Vegeta
asked slowly, his concern for his daughter fading into a morbid curiosity for
the saiyan standing in front of him. �You�re not Kakarot��

�But I am.� Kakarot
grinned, running one hand up Bra�s body and twisting her long blue hair in one
hand, jerking her head back and exposing her throat. �I finally am
Kakarot.�

Vegeta jerked as though
Kakarot had just hit him. His eyes widened and he drew in a deep breath � an
unreadable expression quickly dashing across his face.

�Tell me, Vegeta��
Kakarot smiled faintly as Vegeta�s name slid of his tongue with an alien like
growl to it. ��What would you say if I said I�d killed your pitiful human
mate?�

�Bulma?� Vegeta
clarified, his expression remaining closed and guarded.

�You�ve had others?�
Kakarot�s smiled broadened and he chuckled when Vegeta nodded and Bra jerked
and moaned in his grasp � hurt by her father�s revelation. He squeezed her
tighter to remind her to be silence then addressed Vegeta again. �Yes, I meant Bulma.�

�I�d be�suspicious.�
Vegeta was still giving him a poker face. �I�d probably ask why you killed
her.�

Kakarot nodded. �I�d
reply that she was weak and probably making you weak.� He pulled Bra�s head
back further and breathed across her neck, enjoying teasing her. �Would I be
right?� His eyes snapped back to Vegeta once more, ferociously glinting at him.

�No.� The prince
abruptly smiled a very cold and very distant smile. �You�d be very very
wrong if you thought that. I admit I did care for her a little but there was no
real commitment from my side � she was an amusement.�

�Daddy?� Bra whimpered
in disbelief, her voice high with shock. �Daddy he killed mom!� She almost
sobbed in her desperation to break free and run to the person she thought she
could trust.

�Hush Bra.� Vegeta
waggled a finger at her. �Stay quiet while I talk to Kakarot of things that
don�t involve you.� His eyes moved back to Kakarot, shutting his daughters
pleading look out of his mind. �So you have killed my woman, have you?�

Kakarot shrugged. �She
was testing one of her�inventions on Goku and inadvertently resected me
� I thought a clean painful death was the least I could do to thank her.� He
grinned nastily. �She was despicably weak � I broke her neck with the barest of
touches.� He twisted Bra�s head back further and felt resistance. �Your
daughter is far stronger though. Still weak, but much more worthy then that
human was.�

�Worthy of what?� Vegeta
frowned as Kakarot laughed suddenly.

�Of me.� He abruptly let
Bra go and she stumbled out of his grasp, falling to the ground in shock and
then quickly scrambling to her feet and running to her father. She clung to him
like a limpet � not put off by the fact that her father made no move to touch
her in return.

�Daddy�� She sobbed as
she clung to him, tears streaking down her cheeks. Slowly Vegeta put a hand to
her back and pressed her closer to him in an embrace designed to calm her as he
continued to stare at his one time rival.

�So you took it upon
yourself to rid me of my�weakness?�

�Yes.� Kakarot crossed
his arms across his chest and closed to distance between himself and Vegeta.
�What are you going to do about it? Rally the Z gang and try to defeat
me? I�d like to see you try.�

Vegeta was silent as he
stared at Kakarot for even longer, he lowered his hand from his daughters back
and slowly pushed her aside. �Do you really think I�d want to destroy you now
that you�re mine?�

He could sense Vegeta
was testing the water; trying to see if he was telling the truth or if he was
playing some sort of stupid game. The saiyan prince was being cautious, and
Kakarot suspected it was because he was in trouble of being caught out. Not by
him, but by �Goku�. Vegeta wanted to believe that Goku was gone and Kakarot was
back, but his distrustful nature was forcing him to be cautious.

�I think you�d do a lot
of things to me if I was yours, but not kill me. I�m far too valuable �
and besides,� Kakarot smirked. �I think your daughter has a crush on me.� He
switched his gaze into Bra and she whimpered as she pushed closer to her
father.

Kakarot chuckled and
looked back at Vegeta as his smirk faded and their coal black eyes locked�and
in his eyes he saw the strangest look of longing; He wanted to believe it
was Kakarot so badly�

Slowly Kakarot lowered himself to the ground
until he was on his hands and knees then he inched forward until he was
crouched at Vegeta�s feet. He hesitated there for a moment as he breathed in
Vegeta�s musky scent and an overpowering urge to abase himself welled up within
him � this was his prince! Almost whimpering with the submissive urges
inside of him he pressed closer to the ground until his head was resting on
Vegeta�s feet.

�I just want to make you
stronger.� Kakarot muttered as he rubbed his head on Vegeta�s boots, ignoring
Bra�s whimpers at his close proximity to him. Being this close to Vegeta was
almost intoxicating � he understood now why Nappa had been so loyal to him. The
aura of power and control around him was mind blowing, and oddly it wasn�t diminished
at all by his knowledge that his own power was greater.
Vegeta
moved above him; he crouched down and grabbed a fistful of Kakarot hair then
jerked his head up so their eyes could meet again. �I forgive you for killing
the woman,� Vegeta told him huskily and smirked, �she was weak. However
if you think I�m going to let you near my daughter then you�re crazier then I
thought.� He stood up abruptly and pulled Kakarot up with him, forcing him to
stand before him.
A
bubbling resentment instantly began to fester away inside of Kakarot as his
eyes flicked from Bra�s huge terrified eyes to Vegeta�s steely black ones. He
didn�t want to disobey his prince but he had to have Bra. He had to � he�d
virtually promised her that she would be his. He couldn�t let her down now
could he?
�Who
would you rather she be with?� Kakarot pulled himself free and bared fangs at
Vegeta, his anger barely kept in check. �A human? Perhaps one of the
other half-breeds?� He chuckled as the prince�s eyes narrowed. �I may be a
third class soldier but I�m also the strongest saiyan and if allowed to
mate with your daughter it could only strengthen the royal line.�
�True.�
Vegeta nodded slowly, his eyes still cautiously blank. �Children from yourself
and my daughter would almost negate the shame of mating a royal with a mere low
level.� He looked thoughtful.
�Who
better then the last purebred saiyan?� Kakarot moved closer, knowing that
Vegeta would have to be feeling the strange connection they had as the last two
saiyans. �I could arrange for you to bed Pan, if you wish. She may not be
completely human and befitting of you�but she is infinitely more worthy then a
human.�
Vegeta�s
head jerked up and he looked both attracted to the idea and repulsed. �Perhaps��
His eyes distanced themselves and Kakarot instantly knew Vegeta was thinking of
bedding the younger female. She and Bra were the same age � sixteen � a perfectly
acceptable age for saiyan females to become partners with males.
�Daddy?�
Bra was still clinging to her father, but the look in her eyes spoke volumes
for how frightened and confused she was. �Is this some kind of joke? You�re not
going to give me to him are you? He killed mom! He killed��
�Be
quiet, Bra.� Vegeta turned on his daughter in a flash and growled down at her. �You�re
a saiyan princess and you�ll do what you�re told.�
�No!�
Bra pulled free, her fear fading as she stared at her father as though he was a
stranger. �This isn�t Goku, dad! Don�t you get it? He killed mom! I saw him do
it right in front of me! He isn�t Goku��
�No,
he�s not.� Vegeta put a finger to his daughter�s lips and she instantly fell
silent, perhaps because her own instincts forcing her to obey the saiyan prince.
�He�s Kakarot�and he�s mine.� He glanced at Kakarot and smirked. �Get me
Pan and you shall have my daughter.�

~*~

A/N � Before people can
start yammering on about clich�s and stuff � this isn�t going to be a
Pan/Vegeta fanfic. This is a Kakarot/Bra�and maybe a little Kakarot/Vegeta in
parts. If you can�t handle it then don�t read it. It�s a nasty fic. Anyway, let
me know what you think i.e. � review!
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