Meant to Be
Destinies Apart
Chapter Two: Destinies Apart
“It is obvious to me that you are hiding quite a few things from me… Ou-sama.” The monster said turning from the closing door to the king, neither malice nor sarcasm in his voice... His most dangerous tone.
“I do not know what you mean my Lord.”- Vegeta no Ou had been very surprised when told of Freeza’s arrival. It had been two years since he had heard anything from the monster. Now... he just needed to reassure him enough to make it another twenty.
“Aside from hiding from me such a joyous occasion, as our Ouji-chan’s “engagement” you’ve also gone and take half this galaxy over without even a thank you Com. Link.” Freeza said smiling, looking over to where Zarbon was standing. ”Zarbon- chan... if you please.”
Zarbon took a few steps towards the middle of the room and held a sphere like object, pressing a button on it and dropping it on the floor to reveal a three dimensional map of the galaxy in question.
“As you well know,” Zarbon announced, “the red planets belong to Lord Freeza, and the ever rapidly becoming blue are the planets taken over by Saiyan Empire under treaty conditions.” He then turned to Freeza waiting for his next command. Being here surrounded by all this stinky monkeys was more than Zarbon could bear.
“Thank you Zarbon,” Freeza said stepping closer to the map, “I do believe that the treaty between us did not actually specified how much of the south galaxy I would allow you to take over. But... I certainly thought you to be smarter than what you’ve shown.” He smirked at the king, allowing him to talk.
“You own half the universe my Lord; I did not think this miserable galaxy really mattered as much to your Lordship.”
“It doesn’t, but I don’t want you to own this much of what belongs to me. So I will set the ground rules for our “Treaty”” Freeza was enjoying immensely this pathetin’s n’s fear, he could taste it, it was invigorating... besides he didn’t want the Saiyans to become too powerful. That would give him a headache, and all who knew him knew he hated headaches. Taking Vegeta would kill two birds with one stone; it would help him to intimidate more and more worlds into submission, making his ever growing empire undefeatable, and of course would keep this filthy Saiyan monkeys from doing something stupid... Having their prince at his mercy, they would think twice before doing something foolish. As if he would hurt Vegeta before enjoying finally, what he had wanted since the first time he saw the prince... some ten years ago.
“I thought the conditions of the treaty were set.” The king took a menacing step towards the monster, only to have Zarbon materialize in front of him giving him a crushing blow to the stomach.
“Do not step out of line monkey!” Was all the blue warrior said before returning to his former post.
“Well... now that we’ve establish how thing stand; I’ am taking back the East, West and North planets, leaving you the South. I hope you realize how generous I’ am being, no other empire possesses this much freedom and wealth.”
“Why are you doing this, we have been nothing but loyal to your cause. Isn’t that the reason you chose my heir to replace Dodoria?”
“And loyal you are, my dear, dear king... that is why I’m going so easy on you.”
The meeting after that was about the new division of the south galaxy and the “readjustment” of the treaty, it went on for some three hours of the monster’s humiliations and planning and how Vegeta-sei’s best purging squads would now work for him. Since they had no planets left to purge for their own... it would be such a waste of talent were the monster’s words. At the end of the conference the king was feeling less than reassured.
That fucking bastard of a monster is planning something... he didn’t need a seer to tell him that... But what was he planning? He would have to make sure the brat found out.
He was brought back to reality by a sudden riot of laughter from Freeza, and then the lizard got serious... in a way that was short of chilling.
“Now if you prefer to go against my wishes and try my patience and benevolence I assure you: I can make your life a living hell.” Freeza then came on the king so fast that Zarbon’s previous display seemed slow motion in comparison. He beat the man to a living pulp, smiling the whole time. When he finally seemed to have enough entertainment for the moment, he towered over the fallen warrior and warned:
“Make sure Ouji-chan is on my ship on time or he will feel my wrath ten times over.” He then kicked the man’s mid section throwing him up in the air, grabbing him by the front of his cape and bringing him nose to nose, he added.
“Do enjoy your celebration, and please greet the lucky lady on my behalf,” dropping the king he turned to Zarbon. “Let us go back to the mother ship; I seriously doubt we are welcome here anymore.”
“Yes my Lord,” Zarbon replied, “Shall I set post to assure of their well behavior?”
“No, I do not think is necessary, let them enjoy while they can.” Zarbon walked towards the doors, opening one of them for his master to make his exit he waited a few moments after the reptile was out of the room he turned back and looked into the king’s eyes. For some reason he felt the need to say something to this man he hated. He was seeing his world’s last days all over again, and all for the monster’s desire for himself. When his father had been stupid enough to think he could take on the devil himself: “For your sake as well as your people’s do as he commands.” And then he was gone.
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“Brat!” a voice inside his head woke him up from his deep slumber. He did not know how long he slept but It took him a few moments to come around; “Brat, get you sorry carcass to the conference room right this second!” the prince sat up on his bed ready for the mental onslaught with his father, when a small moan distracted his thoughts.
The woman…she was curled up next to him, looking for his heat. Things were starting to come back to him, the morning events, the tank and finally what lead to this moment. He made his way to where his clothes lay, carefully not to wake her... Why did he care? He dressed, his mind blank from any thoughts but the mental call from his sire. Rarely did he spoke to him in this fashion... What could be so important?
“Brat, what the hell is taking you so long!?”
“Get the fuck out of my mind or I won’t go at all,” went the curt mental reply, he did not know what could be of so much urgency for his father to insist this way. He did know however that he felt rested and as content as he had no recollection of. Making his way to the bed to look at the woman once more he leaned towards her and against will and reason, he took in her flowery scent mingled with his own, and then he was gone.
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“Toma I’ve got so much to prepare and so little time, I can hardly get new armor in two days, let alone preparing a banquet!” Chivaa had been preparing things for the upcoming engagement party with the prince ever since the morning events.
Making announcements, overseeing the decorations and all the pretty things that came with parties, unlike everyone else, she wanted this to be wonderful even if Vegeta-sama thought of her as he did... She could hardly believe he had agreed to it.
Now staring at her father’s face on the monitor screen all the weariness from the day’s activities came on her like a brick wall.
“You have to be here Toma...Otto-san,” she only called him that when she was adamant on something. Her father was not exactly the most mature man she had ever met, and disliked to be reminded of any trace of his adult life. In his mind he was still a fifteen year old on his first purging mission. She sighted bringing her fingers to massage her temples.
“Two days... is that brat in such a hurry to fuck, what the hell is he thinking?!” Came the reply from the other end.
“Toma! We’re just getting engaged not mated. Anyhow Vegeta-Ouji is just making sure that things are as hard as possible for me,” she could sense her father’s displeasure on this.
“Why would he do that? You are more than that spoiled little brat deserves... if you ask me I’ll rather see you mated with someone who would respect you for what you are instead of being the Queen.” Toma said in a less than condescending tone.
“I know, but the King chose me and it would be treason if we did not accepted, besides, he is the strongest son Vegetasei has seen in a millennia. Don’t you wish to see me mated to the strongest Otto-sama?” She asked on a sly tone
“Hmph... that remains to be seen.” Toma said not very amused.
“What do you mean; do you know someone stronger than Vegeta-Ouji?”
“Not yet stronger, but the boy got potential and is not the asshole that brat is.”
“Do tell.” She eyed amusingly at his open display of treason, although it was not a laughing matter at all. She sometimes felt the adult in the house, with Toma and Bulma around acting like children half the time. Bulma… oh Gods! How is she?
“Bardock’s brat.” The reply suddenly brought her back to the matter at hand.
“Who... Raditz?” He was strong, but hardly any competition to Vegeta, she smiled at the thought of what would the Prince do to her father if he had heard that.
“Not him the other one, Kakarotto, I don’t think you know him… now that’s one strong brat!”
“I do know him, I met him earlier today, he was with Vegeta- Ouji.” She said with a little shudder, remembering his scent... touch…
“Did you brat... so, what did you think of him eh?” Toma asked with a broad smile, seeing his daughter blush if only for a second.
“Are you my... or his father? You’re acting as if you wanted me to mate him.” She said recovering quickly.
“If the jackass of a king we have hadn’t chosen you for his brat out of spite I would have made damn sure you’d have mated him.”
“Stop talking like that, lest you’ll get in trouble... just be here.” She finally said
“You’re lucky I’m only one galaxy away, I’ll see you tomorrow.” And the communication ended leaving her with the ironic knowledge that her own father would bless the union of a third class with her. How different he was from every Saiyan she had ever met, Aside from Bar-kun of course; and she was sure had he not had sons her father would want her to mate with him. She had contemplated the idea before the Prince, before Kakarotto. Raditz was handsome but hardly mating material he was so promiscuous it was not even funny, and the other brother, Goku... the one Bar-kun and Raditz sometimes spoke of. She didn’t even know him. Raditz... she thought with a smirk did not care who he got laid with.
Now to more important things... Bulma she needed to find out what had become of her best friend, Chivaa felt a sudden dread creep over her. Bulma had to be all right… she had to…
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Bulma woke to the sudden cold air on her limbs, sitting up on the bed she was lying on, Everything came to her as she felt a mild discomfort between her legs, with a smile she turned to see her prince charming only to find him gone. She laid her face on the spot that had been occupied by his regal frame and cringed at the realization that it was cold.
He must have left right after she fell asleep... bastard.
She got up and walked around the room coming to a table with lots of food, at the sight of it her stomach made a noise that would have embarrassed her had there been someone in the room, sitting down, she ate like she always seen Saiyans do... like an animal. Never had she felt this hungry; her whole body ached, it felt as if it had been put through hard labor and this was her first meal in ages. Well, she had been through hard labor, a smile found its way to her lips, replaced quickly by the disappointment she had felt a moment before... Bastard.
Once her meal was done she went in search of her clothes, dressing quickly she remembered how curious she had been about the tank he had healed her in. Bulma decided to take a look at it; with luck he’d be gone for a while... but not before inspecting her current surroundings.
This room was enormous, tall windows to the ceiling surrounded the majority of the walls; furniture was scattered about, not many but very elegant indeed. Fit for a prince. She walked towards a set of windows that led out to a balcony and was about to walk out pulled by the view of the city below, when she remembered the gravity pull would crush her. She had never been outside the protection of walls or long corridors connecting buildings and all the places she had ever been in. Having a large and always growing population of slaves these Saiyans took great care on their protection, setting the gravity to a pull everyone including insects could resist... God forbid anything other than them got to kill the slaves.
She went to the next room quickly and looked for anything that might aid her on her research; she found nothing but a note pad and a carbon pencil
“Talk about high tech” she mused to herself and began to work.
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As Vegeta approached the conference room he could not help but feel a surge of fear crawling up his spine. Whatever his father wanted, he knew it had to do with Freeza. They hardly spoke to the lizard, it was usually Zarbon or Dodoria who dealt with them and he had always been allowed to remain, as the crown prince he needed to be informed of everything concerning the empire.
But for Freeza to come in person it had to be serious. He came to a stop in front he dhe doors to the conference room and scanned the ground for any Ki that might aid him; He was in luck, he found Kakarotto’s Ki out and about.
“Kakarotto” he called; “Vegeta?” came the mental reply, they were close enough to be able to communicate this way. It was not a strong link, but it was strong enough to be useful at times. “Go to my quarters and take the woman back to her owner.” He ordered. “Right! Uh... she does belong to your lady, right?”
“Yes idiot, hurry up and do it, I do not want to find her there when I come back.”
“Hai” came the mental answer and he felt the Ki moving in the direction of his rooms, satisfied with this, he went into the conference room.
As he entered the room he found his father seated at the head of the conference table, Nappa was standing by his side:
“Vegeta Ouji.” The tall warrior said, moving to the nearest chair to aid his prince to his sit.
“I’m fine Nappa,” Vegeta said waiving a hand to dismiss the attention. “What is the meaning of this?” He turned to his father noting faint bruises on the man’s face.
“Don’t you want to know what Freeza wanted?” The king said with obvious difficulty in his speech.
“What’s the matter old man, did you let Freeza beat you in your own home?” Vegeta remarked getting the faint smell of a regen tank. “How pathetic can you be?”
“Now is not the time for your venom Vegeta, we are in serious problems. Freeza is leaving us with nothing but a forth of our empire, taking back the rest for his own, and what’s more our tribute more than doubled, as well as the purging squad’s are entirely at his disposal.”
“What do you mean by taking back, what about the treaty?” Vegeta could not believe what he was hearing, what the fuck has come over the monster? This was not making any sense. Dodoria dies all of the sudden, then he, Freeza himself shows up here making him one of his top officials and changing the treaty on them. This was not looking good.
“The “Treaty” had been modified to suit his purposes. The question is, what are his purposes?”
“What else did he say?”
“Nothing more really, only that he wanted mainly Bardock’s squad for his next couple of missions, strategies and layouts, that sort of thing.”
“Nothing more?”
“Brat, he is onto something. I can feel it.”
“You are not helping; I need details, if I am to figure out what he is up to I need you to replay word by word what went on here.”
The king did, omitting nothing. This was going to be a long, long night…
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Kakarotto arrived at Vegeta’s room in exactly one minute and thirty-eight seconds, making this a new record. He smiled pleased with himself. That he still had the humor to train, eat and even play was beyond him... Well, training he definitely could not stop doing and stop eating was out of the question... so why not play? He couldn’t take things too seriously if he did; his head would start to hurt; besides there would be enough time to worry about Freeza and whatever the hell was going on... Just look at what worrying did to Vegeta.
He liked Vegeta no matter what anybody said. He was strong and loyal, despite of what his father and brother had tried to tell him about his blood and other stuff he did not understand. That was one of the main reasons why he had distanced himself from them after coming back from Freeza’s armies.
That and the fact that they did not understand what was like to suffer day in and day out the horrors he and Vegeta had, And because he was so much stronger than the both of them. They could not really train together anymore. What he did with Raditz could be considered nothing but a warm up. If either the king or his own father ever found out just how he and Vegeta trained they would surely disapprove. Long ago while on Freeza’s ship, after a very brutal beating they had swore to each other to become strong, stronger than the monster and rid the universe of the virus that he represented. Whatever that meant... it had sounded really cool when Vegeta said it. And so every time they trained, they fought all out, if either one of them died it would mean whoever that was- was not worthy of fighting Freeza.
Their spouts usually ended in one or both of them unconscious, it was usually him; Vegeta was stronger than he was. But not for long, he would catch up to him and even if he couldn’t tell anyone because Vegeta was the prince and all, Vegeta would know and that was enough.
He heard something smash inside. What was this slave up to, and why was she here? Vegeta usually took his women at the harem. A warm flush crossed his face as he remembered the woman who would be his prince’s mate. What the hell was the matter with Vegeta? Having that incredibly gorgeous woman to be his mate and all he could do was drool over this insolent slave. Why didn’t he kill her? The way she spoke to him before was something he’s never seen any one do, not even Nappa, and he had been Vegeta’s do boy his whole life. Another smash came from the inside of the room.
“Let’s see what this woman is up to,” he said out loud and went into the room.
Kakarotto caught the scent as soon as he came in. It was very powerful still; he could not help but to get somewhat aroused. The tall woman’s image came to his mind and it downed on him that he didn’t even knew her name, and he’d been thinking about her the whole day. He walked past the bed and the food that was still left on the table. Vegeta didn’t even eat. How badly did he want to fuck this woman? He probably should give it a go to see what the big deal was. Vegeta would surely be mad, but he might ask him later anyways… another smash.
“Shit, shit, shit, what is the matter with this thing.” He saw the woman fussing over the regen tank. It was practically taken apart. Was she sabotaging it so Vegeta could get hurt?
“What are you doing,” he shouted at her, this seemed to scare her because she dropped everything that she was holding, including a pad with lots of notes.
“What’s wrong with you? Scaring a woman like that… come here and help me with this.”
“Are you some kind of spy... Why are you taking the regen tank apart?” He said with menace, but it was countered by the fact that he was already helping her with the tank’s main component.
“Wow what’s with all the questions, don’t worry I’m not a spy.”
“Then what are you doing?”
“I just want to see how this baby works.”
“Can you tell just by taking it apart?”- He didn’t think she could, the spy story made more sense, but it’d be really cool if she could.
“Of course I can, I am a genius. Who do you think taught Chivaa everything she knows? She said giving him some tools to put away.
“Wow… Who is Chivaa?” He already knew but he wanted to make sure, you never knew with women.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” She said winking at him, laughing at his obvious embarrassment. “She is my friend, I mean owner.”
“Oh… Anyways, I’m supposed to take you back to her. Vegeta don’t want to find you here when he comes back.” She dropped the screwdriver she was working with, but quickly picked it up composing herself, hoping that he didn’t noticed
“How do you know that?”
“He told me. He will take it out on me if he finds you here so, Are you about done?”
He asked looking at the array of nuts, bolts and pieces of machinery strewn all over the floor.
“Just about.” She said in a low voice. How could he? She gave herself to him and he knew it. No, it was her fault really; she knew better with this saiyans. They killed for sport. Why would he care about a stupid woman? She put together the rest of the regen tank in silence thinking about how today her life had changed so much, and all for one man… Saiyan. She learned her lesson well. She’ll die before she’d ever let him touch her again.
“I’m done.” She had not realized that Kakarotto was watching dumbfolded at how fast she had been working. She was used to it, but his expression was priceless, she couldn’t help but laugh.
“Let’s go”
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“Did you find out anything Raditz?” She had called him shortly after ending her transmission with Toma, to help her find Bulma or at least find out if she was all right.
“No I have not, but I‘m sure Goku knows where she is.”
“How many brothers do you have? I just met you brother Kakarotto today.” Chivaa said with a small blush. Raditz and Bardock often talked about Goku, she knew him to be Raditz younger brother and that he was serving time with Freeza. The poor soul, but other than that she only knew what she heard them say. That he is strange, had hit his head too many times as a babe and was now soft and dumb... and if that came from Raditz he really had to be something else. So she had never really wanted to meet him. But they never talked about Kakarotto she realized just now.
“You did? Oh right you met with the prince today he must have been with him, they’re like “nail and dirt” lately,” he said not liking her expression, “That’s what Bardock and I call him.”
“Oh… Why is that?” Goku sounded so silly; she could not help but liking the sound of it.
“Because that is the only thing he said until he was five, Bardock and I thought he was not going to speak, and his barrack leader wanted us to put him down.”
“Oh god! Aren’t you glad Bar-san didn’t?”
“He tried.”
“How could he... What happened?”
“Goku knocked him out.”
“Good, he deserved it.”
“Why are we talking about this now, I thought you wanted to find Bulma.” He sensed something strange from her. No... it was not strange; He had liked her for a long time and knew her every expression. That was the only reason he hanged out around here, because he needed to see her. He had no respect for her father. What wouldn’t he give to be an elite and Toma threw it all away to go with his own second-class father and purge. Like if it wasn’t degrading. He knew he could never have her so he fucked anything that came his way. But somehow they all wore her face at the end of the night. It was killing him. But he could not bring himself to stop from seeing her all together. When he heard that she had been chosen to be the prince’s mate and that he did not wanted her, he felt hate for the man as to no other. And now watching her blush at the mention of his younger brother drove him mad.
“Right, I fear the worst; I really hope she is alright.”
“I don’t understand what the prince wants with her. She is loud, obnoxious, demanding and that is on her best days.”
“You of all people should know what he wants with her.” Chivaa said eyeing him conspicuously.
“I don’t fuck slaves.”
“You don’t?” she mused, “I must say you had me fooled.”
“I meant what would he want with her when he has you.”
“He doesn’t yet,” She smiled, “But I’m very flattered”
“Hmph.” He was going to tell her how he felt, even if he looked like a fool, even if nothing could ever happened between them. He needed to take this off his mind, his heart…
“Chivaa, I… I …”
“What is it Raditz” She moved closer to him to hear him better. He was acting kind of strange today. There was a knock at the door, she turned towards it and called out:
“Just a moment,” she turned back to Raditz, “What is it?”
“Nothing important just go and answer the door... it can wait.” He turned disappointed and relieved at the same time.
“Ok” she said running to answer. She opened the door to be greeted by a whole, undamaged, smiling Bulma, who threw herself at her waiting arms. They both started laughing and crying and jumping at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Kakarotto coming in and closing the door, she immediately sobered up, for some reason she did not wanted this man to see her acting like this.
“Oh gods, Bulma I was so worried,” She looked at Kakarotto who had turned away blushing, “Thank you for bringing her home.” He just nodded. “What happened, what did he do to you?”
“Yeah, what did he do to you? Said Raditz walking in from the other room.
“You guys, I don’t want to talk about that right now, especially in front of king pervert.” She said looking straight at Raditz.
“Hmph, you’d be lucky Chivaa if our prince knew how to fuck.”
“Raditz!” Kakarotto shouted not very amused. What was he doing here by himself with her?
“Relax Kakarotto, I’m joking, or do you know something we don’t?” He was purposely trying to make him look stupid. He had seen the look Goku gave Chivaa and he was not about to let some dimwitted fool whom only met her this morning take her from him.
“Well, I shall go now. Vegeta said to bring her and so I did.” He turned to go and suddenly he felt himself being pulled by something.
“Oh no you’re not going anywhere.” The slave said holding his arm. How insolent was this slave and how come nobody did anything? No even Raditz. What was her power over peoplWhy Why not?”
“You brought me all the way here, and I know that you must be hungry ‘cause I heard your stomach make funny noises on our way over.”
“That’s fine, I was ordered to do so, besides I need to catch up on my training.” Why was he explaining himself to her?
“Please, do stay it would be an honor to have you over for dinner,” Chivaa commented, “Your father and brother are regular guest of ours, I would like it very much if you were one as well.”
“I…Alright, I guess, hopefully Vegeta won’t mind.”
“Probably not, it‘ll be another excuse to use you as a punching bag.” He didn’t like the look his brother was giving him, especially when he had been so nice and helpful earlier. Chivaa and Raditz started to walk to the next room, he sighted, and then followed but the slave was quick to tag his arm again:
“Wasn’t it nice of me to set you up with the lady?” she elbowed him while giving him the funniest expression he’d ever seen.
“You’re weird.” He started walking in the direction the other two had.
“A simple “thank you” would have been enough.”
“Thank you.”
“You like her don’t you? And don’t lie”
“That is none of your business.”
“Yes it is.”
“So what if I do... it makes no difference.” Why was he telling her this?
“I can hook you up.”
“What?”
“You know set you two up.”
“Why would you do that?”
“Cause I like you.”
“You like Vegeta you mean... but let me tell you it is an impossibility for you to have him.”
“That bastard can rot in hell for all I care.”
“He will and so will I.”
“What do you mean?”
“We’re going back to Freeza’s army.”
“Oh gods! When?”
“After the announcement.”
“Are you going to tell Chivaa?”
“Why should I, its not like we’re friends or anything, besides Vegeta should be the one to tell her.”
“He doesn’t care about her. How long will Lord Freeza keep you?”
“He didn’t really ask for me, he wanted Vegeta, and he ordered me to go with him.”
“He’s such a bastard, couldn’t he ruin his life by himself he had to go and ruin your life as well.”
“Is not like that.”
“Yeah right.”
“I don’t know why I’m even talking to you. I should kill you for your insolence, that’s what I should do.”
“You can’t, Chivaa’ll hate if you do.”
“What did Vegeta see in you?” he eyed her for a long moment.
“Hey you two what’s keeping you!?” Chivaa called from the hearth room.
“ng!”ng!” Let’s go before she gets jealous... but this conversation isn’t over Kakarotto.”
“Yes it is. Don’t tell her about Freeza.”
“In your dreams,” she finally said pulling him to the hearth room to meet the others.
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A/N Next chapter will be re-pd sod soon^^