Saiyan Foster Parent | By : Polymer Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 1714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 23
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Inside the dining hall, Bejita had joined the others who were seated at the long tables. Jeannie and Christine occupied one to the side, while the main long table still held Nappa and his mate Cabernet. Bejita had strode in folding his arms across his chest, and glared at everyone present.
"There you two are," Bejita snorted as she walked out as normally as possible, wiping away sweat.
"I apologize profusely," she stammered.
"Do me a favor and don't, idiot. Just know I don't suffer fools gladly… and…" he trailed off and looked at her oddly for a moment. She looked away, feeling dizzy as she dropped to her knees.
"There is such a thing as groveling," Jeannie mumbled. "Give me a fucking break!"
"Get up you fool. I accept your apology and your allegiance to me, but don't overdo it!" Bejita snorted, nudging her shoulder with the toe of his boot. "Stand up and look me in the eye for once…"
"I… shall try," she gasped, stumbling to her feet and standing, as her center of balance was out of whack. Then she glanced down.
"I take it you swear loyalty to me?"
"Yes," she nodded.
"Good. Then submit yourself to training from your mate. I shall await your progress within the week. You shall live here at Capsule till the training is done. And you won't leave without permission. You'll be overseen by Nappa, and you are NOT to use transmutation. You're going to be as a Saiyan warrior, got it?"
"Yes sire," she nodded, squeezing her arms to her thighs.
"Good. Now, dismissed! Go about finishing your dinner. Tomorrow you're resume your training, with Radditzu on stage 2!"
"Thank you Sire," Radditzu said, kneeling next to her. He clutched her hand as the Prince snorted and strode off.
***
"What the HELL was that?" Jeannie asked. Atomique crouched, keening in pain as her tail twitched convulsively.
"Mind your own business," said Radditzu.
"Jeannie, come on, just back off!" Christine hissed, grabbing her arm and dragging her away. "Let Radditzu and his mate alone!"
"She's really pissing me off… I can't believe…" Jeannie snarled.
"Come on, let's get something to EAT!" Christine grumbled. "I'm famished!"
"Fine, whatever…" Jeannie glared at her. Christine pulled her towards the kitchen where they grabbed some sandwiches from the locker to eat.
"Let's take their example and dig in ourselves," said Nappa. "I'm still fucking starving through all this business… and you need to make that mate of yours eat a HELL of a lot more than just that fucking BIRD food…"
"Right… they get the picture," Cabernet said, striding over to the table. "What are you two waiting for!"
"You heard them," Radditzu said. "You need to keep up your strength… doubtless you feel light headed because you've only had a mere FRACTION of what you require…"
"Lead the way," she nodded, letting him take her hand and lead her back to the table with the others. Nappa flopped down in his reinforced chair, grabbing up the massive portions of grilled steak and raw portions of meat he had ceased eating when the Prince came in for his 'inspection'.
Settling down next to Radditzu again she picked up the buckets of fried chicken and began to tear the meat off the bones. The smell of food made her ravenously hungry, and she made short work of twenty pieces. Intermittently she accepted the pieces of raw fresh kill to the center, which Nappa claimed he'd found in the 'park' area of capsule.
"You've finally got a healthy appetite," muttered Nappa, blinking at her.
"So how much raw… and cooked do you eat anyway? I never got a straight answer," she mumbled.
"Equal portions, especially when training. Too much cooked food acidosis your digestion," Radditzu mumbled between his own mouthfuls. "If we weren't basic training…"
"We'd be eating the local cuisine," Cabernet said through her tenth helping of sushi.
"Gross, it's one thing to eat stuff in such large amounts, but she actually ate bloody meat? I MUST be hallucination," mumbled Jeannie, shaking her head.
"Jeannie, you have GOT to stop making an ass of yourself," said Christine.
"Not till she admits that she's making a fool of HERSELF trying to 'fit in' with them. She's not fooling me by groveling and scraping. I don't want…"
"The Prince knows the difference, and you need to chill," said Christine.
"I'm so sick of this," Atomique mumbled, licking blood from her fingers.
"Pay them no mind. They're just not used to seeing real Saiyans interacting with their mates, is all," Cabernet whispered to him. Christine and Jeannie couldn't hear them at this distance.
"Ouch, that's harsh," said Atomique.
"They're pushovers," said Cabernet. "The dragon thinks she's hot shit cause she's an elite. And your little spider friend has potential, but they're full of themselves. You're a human, but you don't smell like a human… where are you from…"
"An alternate reality," said Atomique. "What do you MEAN I don't smell like a human?"
"You don't," said Cabernet. "You smell almost normal. Or is it Radditzu's stench on you?"
"This armor stinks," said Nappa with a laugh. "Wonder who died in it…
"Screw you," Atomique mumbled, not wanting to put up with him.
"Don't piss your mate off. He might get ideas," said Nappa. Radditzu snorted, and gave a superior smirk to Nappa.
"Perish the thought," Atomique whispered. Nervously the tail she'd coiled around her waist suddenly worked itself loose and swayed around her ankles as she sipped her beer.
"Shit, this is really fucked up… since WHEN did you get THAT?" asked Nappa as he glanced down at the tip of the tail flickering up in view of the table.
"It's a tail you dope, what the fuck did you THINK it was?" asked Cabernet, blinking. "You bitch you were holding out on us… weren't you!"
"How? She's a human! But she smells Saiyan," Nappa snorted. "You use your powers to do this?"
"I don't know!" she snapped, moving back from the table and hiding her hands.
"It is happened, who cares how?" Radditzu yelled back.
"Isn't this interesting," Cabernet said with a grin. "I was right, wasn't I?"
"Shut up!" Nappa growled. "Radditzu, what the fuck happened? Some experiment or something?"
"It happened in front of me. The pain she was undergoing. It's obvious because of… certain… changes happening…" Radditzu tried to explain, blushing red to his embarrassment.
"Shit, I've not seen this happen. There are stories… but…" Cabernet shook her head. A slow smile came over her face.
"Stories?" asked Radditzu.
"That's just an urban legend. You'd have to be fucking expert with genetic engineering and a whole shitload of technologies to pull it off," Nappa shook his head.
"She's an alchemist," said Radditzu frustrated. "Sorry but I'm NOT my father when it comes to the explanation!"
"I have one. She's preggers, isn't she?" Cabernet laughed.
"She's an alchemist and she can transmute carbon," said Radditzu. "It's obvious she modified her body chemistry and this is the result…"
"Holy shit, this is very interesting. You should have seen the look on that girl's face…" Nappa snorted.
"What do I do?" asked Atomique, glancing at them anxiously.
"Why, you train, of course, idiot," said Cabernet. "I don't know from ningen, but she looks Saiyan to me. So who the fuck cares how it happened."
"The prince is gonna have a field day on THIS one…" Nappa chuffed.
"He should be happy. Don't worry, I'll find an explanation," said Radditzu.
"Look who's coming back for more," Cabernet rolled her eyes, swirling her wine in her glass. They all glanced up to see Jeannie striding over to their table, anger gleaming in her dark eyes that glowed red.
"I can't believe this… she should stay the hell away from my mate," Radditzu hissed, but Nappa stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"Let your mate handle this. I think it's time we saw if that little modification is just for show, or something more," Nappa urged him.
"Excuse me," said Atomique, getting up from her chair. "I've lost my appetite…"
"You're crazy," said Cabernet, also pushing herself away from the table.
Angrily Radditzu looked at her, but Atomique nodded slowly. Exhaling sharply, Radditzu remained where he was, watching his mate walk towards the Dragon Womyn in the middle of the dining hall. He let Nappa throw him several cans of beer from the sideboard. A whole six pack sailed over, and landed in Cabernet's outstretched hand.
"Thanks," she mumbled, cracking one open.
***
"I understand you have a bone to pick with me?" asked Atomique, striding up with her arms folded across her chest. "Right in the middle of dinner?"
"Yes I do. I need a word with you. Excuse me, but I don't know what the hell you think you're doing… but this is getting fucking ridiculous…"
"What stunt?" asked Atomique. "Pretend I'm really stupid…"
"Yes, I do!" Jeannie answered, eyes still glowing red. "I have a lot to say to you. Starting with what the hell do you think you were trying to prove with that little ass kissing stunt…"
Jeannie's eyes diverted from Atomique momentarily, distracting her concentration. Atomique felt her heart pounding along with the surging of energies along her veins. Around her waist the tail she'd struggled to hold twitched, and she prayed that it wouldn't lash out. Her arms pressed down over the furry band that Jeannie had failed to notice. Was she dense, or was she simply too angry to care? A familiar scent of floral light musk wafted her nostrils, and she knew Cabernet was standing two feet behind her.
"You got something to say?" asked Cabernet, blinking at her.
"This is between me and her!" Jeannie snarled. "So back off…"
"Excuse the fuck me," Cabernet snorted, and wandered over to where Nappa was trying to stop Radditzu from walking up and pummeling Jeannie. A loud creak had indicated he stood up, hands on his hips while his body crackled with yellow lightening.
"What are you trying to prove here?" asked Atomique. "If you have something to say, say it now, or quite WASTING my time!"
"You think you're so clever, playing this game? Well, you don't fool me. I know you're deliberately trying to gain their sympathies to try and replace me…"
"You're delusional, Jeannie. So why don't you go play with some more mind altering substances and stay the HELL out of my fucking BUSINESS!" Atomique yelled at her. "I'm sick of you talking behind my back and starting shit. So KNOCK IT OFF!"
"Excuse the hell me… you think I’m gonna back off just cause you raise your voice?" Jeannie snorted. "Suck up…"
"At least I'm not walking around with an overdeveloped sense of self righteous indignation," said Atomique, growling low in her throat. "Who do you think you're fooling? You've had a grade A mad on against me and I’m fucking sick of it. You want to pound my ass, why don't you just do it here and now!"
"I'm sorely tempted," Jeannie said with a low growl of her own.
"Back off!" Christine said. "This is way too far!"
"Stay out of this, ningen, or did you not hear him correctly?" asked Cabernet with a snort. "She can fight her OWN battles!"
"Now wait a minute!" Christine cried. Nappa came up behind her and grabbed her shoulder.
"Stay out of this, all right? It's about time those two settled this publicly. She's just insulted your friend's pride as a warrior, do you want to make her equally humiliated?" Nappa asked.
"But…" stammered Christine.
"She's my mate, and I insist you stay out of this," Radditzu added, glaring at her. "Since your friend is fool enough to try and adopt Saiyan customs, she'll reap what she sews…"
"But we're on Earth… and Jeannie…"
"She's let it go too far, and it's time for them to settle it like Saiyans if your fool friend thinks she's up to it," said Nappa with a snort.
"This is… crazy…" Christine shook her head as the two women traded insults.
"Are you two ladies done? Or are you going to settle this by combat?" asked Nappa, striding up to them. "By custom, that's the appropriate course of action…"
"I'm so sick of this shit I'll do anything," Atomique snarled.
"That's ridiculous! You're in NO position to fight me!" Jeannie laughed.
"Stop talking and let me PROVE to you then, bakaryarou!" Atomique said with a leer. "Name the place and time. I challenge you to eat those words you just said!"
"I… you're just gonna let her get away with sucking up to him? What kind of…" Jeannie laughed. Her eyes widened when Atomique bared her teeth, and something uncurled from around her waist to flail before her. Jeannie leaped back, holding up her hands to see the object nearly trip her.
"Either accept the challenge, or back down," said Nappa. "Your choice. Or should I call His Majesty?"
"But how… how the fuck… you can't have… you can't be…" Jeannie stammered, glancing suspiciously at Atomique standing there with a furry brown tail swishing around her ankles. Purple ki crackled around her, setting her hair slightly on end with its energy.
"Does it matter?" asked Atomique. "You challenged me, and I accept. Case closed. Do we do this or not?"
"I refuse to accept this… how is this possible? It's some sort of sick JOKE!" Jeannie gasped.
"Looks genuine enough to me," Radditzu said clearly. "Are you insulting my mate?"
"You heard him, bitch. Get the fuck out of here, you idiot, before I throw you out. I don't care if you ARE elite…" said Cabernet. "You don't make a challenge and back out of it. She's a Saiyan warrior… and since you're so fucking hot to adopt OUR customs… don't you DARE make a mockery of backing out!"
"You… I…" Jeannie stammered.
"She's correct you know," said Nappa. "If you disagree or misunderstand, you may tell the Prince your grievances. Otherwise get the hell away from us because you're in the way…"
"Jeannie, let it go…" Christine said.
"I… I'll tell him then!" Jeannie laughed haughtily, glaring in disbelieve at the three full-blooded Saiyans glaring murderously at her. Atomique turned her back, and balled her hands into fists, struggling to keep her wayward tail from lashing out. If Jeannie hadn't noticed it she must be the densest in the universe.
"WHAT?"
"We have training to do," Nappa said quietly. "Let's get on with it. I'll handle her… she's not your concern…"
"C'mon… Jeannie relax… you're really screwy," Christine whispered as they exited the cafeteria. "Let's go see the Prince."
Breath puffed out from Atomique's chest when she realized she had been holding it in for so long. Like an extension of her spine, the tail seemed to have its own mind as it waved back and forth behind her. Radditzu helped Atomique to stand and she stumbled. The other two blinked and exchanged glances somewhere between disbelieve and amusement.
"Center of gravity's fucked up isn't it?" Nappa laughed. "She walks like a new born…"
"Fuck you," Atomique complained, before she could stop the words.
"No thanks he's taken," Cabernet chuckled. "Cheer up girlie, you're fortunate. Now you're not like them, however you did this…"
"Lucky me," she moaned, shaking her head. Reality asserted itself after the adrenaline rush retreated.
"Just don't STEP on it," Cabernet said. "Or you'll be…"
"She knows," Radditzu growled. "Now… if you don't mind…"
"I think you two had better have some alone time before the bitch queen of the north comes back," Cabernet winked at him.
"Now what? This challenge thing…" asked Atomique.
"I'll tell you more… right now, you and I have much to discuss," Radditzu said as he slid his hand into hers.
"Later. I'll make sure that idiot stays away if she tries to make trouble… while you two are," said Cabernet. "I've got a date with a sweaty hairy lunk head… and you two need to enjoy some fun out of this place… take a flight…"
"Right… but you?" asked Atomique.
"Who me? I've got some more training with that asshole mate of mine. We've got to make sure we remember the whole routine… cheers!" she waved, exiting the mess hall. Radditzu tugged lightly on Atomique's hand, leading her out with him.
***
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