Dominus De Cupiditas

Title: Dominus De Cupiditas

Chapter Title: Can We Say That?

Rating: NC-17 Blood, Guts, Gore, and Smut/ Rape

Summary: Everything should to 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 Character Focuses: Bulma, Vegeta, Asoreia, Trunks, and Goku

Random Quote: “Mothers hold their children‘s hand for a short while, their hearts forever.” by: Chinese Proverb

Things to Know: ~<*>~ means the start or end of a flash back. Vegeta and Asoreia talk in 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)

Asoreia and Vegeta touched down about a block away from the school, behind an abandoned building. They slowly walked the remaining distance, Vegeta kept a watchful eye on Asoreia. She seemed to be dragging behind. At one point he had to reach out and grab her before she fell to the ground.

“Thanks Luv.”

“Think nothing of it.”

“What in the seven hells is Parent’s Day Vegeta?”

“I’m not really sure.”

“Oh that’s helpful.”

“Yes, I rather thought so.” They chuckled and turned the corner. A large red brick building came into view.

They saw Bulma and Christopher standing at the door, their arms crossed in agitation. Bulma glanced at her watch and back to the meandering pair. Bulma grabbed Vegeta by the sleeve and yanked him into the building, leaving Christopher to keep a eye on the swaying Asoreia.

Bulma chucked them into small classroom with what seemed like an endless amount of teenagers and adults. A plump, jolly woman stood at the front of the classroom and gave an approving nod at the four and motioned for them to sit next to Bulla. They took their seats and waited while the pudgy woman started the class.

Asoreia leaned over to Christopher, “Your a fucking scientist, what in the bloody hell is parent’s day?”

“Shhh,” he whispered and turned his attention to the teacher.

“Well with that said I think Bulla Briefs and her guests should go first.”

Bulla stood up, her face was lit with a smile. She pointed to each of the adults she had brought to accompany her, “This is my Mom Bulma and this is my soon to be Step- Dad Chris. Over there is my Dad Vegeta and my Step- Mom Asoreia.” She giggled and went on, “I feel really lucky because I have two sets of really loving parents who buy me anything I want. So I wanted to share these wonderful people with you. And invite you to the big party my family throws every Christmas night. It’s at my house and it starts at 8. Oh and before I let them start ‘Saiyan Saga’ is the featured band.” Cheers from all the children rang out, causing Asoreia and Vegeta to clasp their hands over their sensitive ears.

“When ever you are ready you may begin.” The teacher motioned towards the four sitting adults and rose an eyebrow at Asoreia and Vegeta. They still had their hands pressed over their ears and pained expressions on their faces, even after the cheers had died down.

“Which one of us should start?” Bulma asked looking over to the two Saiyans.

“Umm Luv I think it would be best if you and Christopher started us off.” Vegeta nodded his head adamantly. Bulma smiled and pulled Christopher to the front of the classroom with her.

“My name is Bulma Briefs and I am 45 years old. I am the CEO of Capsule Corporation. Well, see I use to be head of research and development, but my father retired and left me with the company....”

Asoreia, who stood off to the side of the room with Vegeta, turned to him in terror. She was surprised to see the exact same look shadowing in his dark brown eyes. “Vegeta!” She let her hands run through her hair.

“Son of a Namek!”

“We can’t really go up there and say...”

Vegeta shook his head as he too ran his hands in his short spiky hair. “I can’t let her down.”

“What are we going to do? Oh Hi I am from a nearly extinct race of SAVAGE ALIENS that gets off destroying planets? I came to earth to fight a robot I designed, but it went crazy and killed all of you. Oh and this is my PRINCE!”

“...Trunks is now the President, just like I was. Someday he will have my NEW position as CEO...”

“Oh by the Gods she’s almost done.” Vegeta hissed.

“Vegeta!” She waved her hands animatedly in front of Vegeta, pulling him back to their current problem.

“What?! Do you think my story is much better? Oh my dad handed me over to be raped, I destroyed men, women, and children, and now I live at my ex-wives home with my ’new wife’ and wait until the day I can destroy the Baka Kakorot or the next evil that comes into town. Which ever satisfies my need for BLOOD first?”

“Geta your a Genius!”

“Huh?”

“War...Military.”

“If you haven’t noticed the big army commander sitting in the back...” He pointed with his thumb.

“Doesn’t matter we are a very obscure branch, so obscure we can’t really talk about it!” He smirked at her.

“And Here is my fiancee Christopher Boyne.”

“Hello I was recently appointed the Head of Research and Development for Capsule Corporation...”

“Do you think we can pull this off Vegeta?”

“I don’t see where we have a choice, do you feel like we are being watched.”

“Yes...” They turned to see all eyes ignoring the tedious speech and focusing on their highly comical problem solving session.

Vegeta snarled, snapped his fingers, and pointed to Christopher. Every head snapped to the front of the class, diligently watching as Christopher finished.

“Thank you, yes thank you.” Christopher said as the children and parents clapped half heartedly. “Up next is ’Geta and Anna, wouldn’t we all like to hear what they do.”

Vegeta and Asoreia glared at him while he and Bulma sat down next to Bulla. They slowly walked to the front of the room. Asoreia blushed at the cat calls she received and her her head down to look at the floor. Her cheeks very red.

“My name is Vegeta and this is A-sor-e-ia. For those of us who have no brain cells and can’t remember that name, which was stated not even five minutes ago.”

“Vegeta let me take it from here.” He snapped his mouth shut before the string of profanities could come pouring out. “Like Vegeta said my name is Asoreia. I am 50 years old...”

“No way doll face you are too fine.” A man called from the back of the class. The sound of his wife’s hand making extreme contact with his face resonated through out the room. There were a few chuckles that accompanied the smack.

“Well umm where was I oh yes. Vegeta here is 47 and we are both apart of an elite branch of the nations governmental protection system. We have been...”

“What branch is it?”

“Classified.” Vegeta barked and silenced anyone with any doubts.

“We have been partners now for oh I’d say five years. Sound about right?”

“Hn.”

“And uhh we help out when...”

“How do you get in? I have never heard anything about this so called branch and I have been in the military for 32 years, missy. Besides foreigners can‘t be accepted.”

“A long series of both mental and physical tests. I was reassigned from Britain military system when a particularly challenging assignment surfaced.”

“Like you could pass the physical test Woman. You weigh,t tet ten pounds?”

“I most certainly do not Sir. I weigh 94 pounds. Thank you very much.”

“Yeah in your bra.” Vegeta growled and clenched his fists. Asoreia could feel his power raising. She placed her small hand on his shoulder and smiled.

“Sir would you like to come outside with me and we can give the children here a demonstration of some hand to hand combat techniques?”

Vegeta laughed at this proposition, “Now we wouldn’t want to embarrass the man.”

“Sure Princess, that is if your ’hubby’ will cut the chain he has you by long enough for you to play with a Real Man.”

“Oh for the luv of... Let’s just do this and get it over with.”

Bulma pulled her aside before she had a chance to meet up the big military asshole. “You can’t hurt him you know!”

“I wouldn’t dream of it... well maybe I would but damaging his pride will have to suffice for now.”

“Fine. Be careful.”

“Your talking to the wrong person.” She turned and met back up with Vegeta as the entire classroom filed out to observe military combat.

Vegeta forced the children and parents into a line at the side of the basketball court. He stood in between the two fighters. Asoreia cracked her neck and stretched her arms over her head while bending forward. The teenaged boys cried in disappointment that she was wearing a turtleneck. The large, muscular, military man stood as stiff as a board, waiting to knock her down before she even had a chance to breath.

Vegeta leaned over to her ear, “Are you feeling up to this?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“You always have a choice.”

“I’m fine, please t int insult my honor.”

He nodded and cleared his throat, “Fighters, you lose if you are knocked out of the court lines or if you are knocked unconscious, being deemed unfit to continue fighting. There are no use of out of body weapons, and No killing. Or you will lose and have to deal with me. Clear?”

“Yes.” They both said in unison.

“Fighters to your marks. GO!” Vegeta jumped out of the way, just in time for the military man to throw a punch.

It landed square on Asoreia’s jaw, but she did not flinch. She looked at him in confusion as he bombarded her with a series of punches. None of which seemed to effect her, even in her weakened state. She reached out and grabbed one of his arms and lifted him off the ground. She twisted his arm behind his back.

He bent over in pain and she shook her head. She grabbed the other arm and twisted it behind him as well. Asoreia picked the man up, by the arms, and hoisted him over her head. He squirmed and kicked, but Asoreia ignored his cries of protest as she gently sat him on the ring side. She tapped the top of his head and walked away.

“ASOREIA BEHIND YOU!” Bulma called but it was too late. The bulky man lunged at her, tackling her to the ground.

“Can’t you admit defeat?” Asoreia asked the man laying on her back.

“Never!”

“Fine,” She kicked herself into a handstand, sending the man tumbling to the ground. She easily did a back handspring and landed straddling his waist. She pinned him to the ground. “You really didn’t want to do that Sir. Not only have you broken the rules. But you have managed to make both my husband and I very angry. Not a good idea.”

“W-What are you going to do to me?”

“Pick you up and set you out of bounds for a second time. If you know what’s good for you, you will stay there.” She did another handstand, falling forward this time. As her feet hit the ground she lifted the man over her head again. She casually walked over to the boundary and set him out once more.

She dusted off her cloths and hands. She smiled at the children as they cheered her on, swaying slightly. the the energy she had this morning felt like it drained from her body. “Thank yoo......” She collapsed into Vegeta’s waiting arms.

***Ok so so so what do you think?? Me likes. I must say this chappie was not contrived solely by me. Spazzmasta, my brother, had a hand in its creation. So thank ya Spazzmasta. (He\'s 11 and really really really wanted to help his big sis. So I figured it wouldn\'t hurt) This was just a little bit of fun before the proverbial shit hits the fan. I foresee many bad things in the future. Much Love Noel***