To Young To Know and To Much Pain To Share

Title: To Young To Know And To Much Pain To Share
Summary: A powerful force has come to earth. Can Goku and Vegeta over come this new menace with the help of a new friend, or will the saviors of universe fall into the hands of evil?
Rating/Warning: NC-17 Blood, Guts, Language, and Smut.
Legal Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Z gang I do however own Asoreia and the “android” You may use if you ask...if you even care to.
Random Quote: Do or Do not there is no ’try’. (anonymous)
Stuff to Know: ~~ Indicates the beginning or end of a flashback. Asoreia will speak Sayjiness, however I have never heard it spoken before so I am going to use Latin root words without conjugating them. I will have them translated through Vegeta.


The sun was high in the sky when Vegeta and Asoreia joined Goku in the yard. The warm May air kissed their skin and danced through their hair. The smell of pollen and assorted flowers assaulted the Sayjins’ senses. The soft grass molded to the dignified steps of the prince and his chamber maid.

They stopped in front of the smaller metal dome and Asoreia stared at it. Her eyes darted back and forth the length of the Gravity Room. A small smirk spread to her lips as she let out a snort of disgust. She turned sharply to Bulma who was standing only a few feet away, her blue hair dusted against her face.

“It’s going to break again, Bulma.”

“It breaks every time they use it.”

“Hn,” Asoreia turned to look at the glistening metal dome and then closed her eyes. “Have you ever tried a double layered, molecular, atomized force field with decompressions of 6000 in intervolves of 2, and six individual self contained base pods stationed at equal lines along the bottom here. You may also think to use a control pad both in the GR and out incase of an emergency evacuation.”

A large smile washed over Bulma’s face as she pulled off her glasses. “That is a great idea. I don’t know why I never thought of that before. Asoreia you may have just saved me from doing unneeded work. This is wonderful!” Bulma started off into the house, and turned abruptly, “Don’t use that until I’m done. It should only be a few hours.” She turned and disappeared into the shadows of the house.

“Who is that coming?” Asoreia turned her head towards the direction of West City and glared. The others followed her gaze.

A small speck grew in the distance. Vegeta smirked and stood silent. The speck grew larger until the shape of a boy could be seen. His lilac hair whipping in the wind away from the chiseled features of his face. Asoreia slowly raised her Kisoftsoft blue aura formed around her body. Vegeta and Goku looked at her, eyes wide. Her power level was the same as their first level super sayjin.

“That’s Trunks.” She turned to see Goku shifting nervously. “He’s Vegeta’s son.”

She lowered her Ki and waited with the others until the boy landed. Anger apparent on his face. He looked from his father to the strange presents standing before him. His anger quickly faded into confusion.

“Brat, what are you doing home?” Vegeta asked, his tone laced with an irritation that challenged to be argued with.

“I was suspended, father.” Trunks lowered his eyes away from his father, expecting the worst.

“For?” Vegeta crosses his arms and waited for the answer.

“Fighting, Father he went after Bulla and Marron. I couldn’t let him do that, they can’t protect themselves.”

“Did you kill the bastard?” Asoreia asked with a new found interest in the boy. Her smirked matched that of her prince\'s.

“No! I wouldn’t do that. I made him apologize ... after I broke his nose...who are you. Not to be rude or anything.” Trunks asked without lifting his eyes from the small woman’s large chest.

“Asoreia, my face is up here. ” She had been hoping for the death of the bastard he spoke of and did not try to hide the disappointment that now jaded her features.

“Brat, get in that house and help your mother in the lab.”

“Where are you going? I want to come.”

“No.” Vegeta lifted off the ground and pointed towards the house, making his decision final.

Goku and Asoreia joined in the air with Vegeta and waited for Trunks to leave. She turned to her prince and smirked. His regal features were comforting, even the dark hollow eyes that showed no emotion. His presents comforted her in ways that she had missed over the last forty years. She shifted her gaze to the man next to her. Kakorrot. His eyes held a sense of love and tenderness that she had never seen. His earthen scent was relaxing, yet next to him she felt an uneasiness. She knew his power levels were high, higher than Vegeta’s. That is what scared her the most. She knew she could beat him but it would be a fight she wasn’t looking forward to.

Trunks bowed, “Son Goku, Asoreia, Father.” He turned and followed the same path as Bulma had only moments before. His tall and well build frame disappeared into the darkened doorway. He turned to look back only once, locking eyes with Asoreia, before he was truly gone.

“Tu esse liberi et a uxor?” Asoreia asked

“I have two and no wife. Let’s go before he comes back out. I am not in the mood to explain myself to the onna.” He took off into the distance his face set in a stern scowl. His eyes set on the blurs of green, brown, and blue that was the ground. mindmind was every where but the training they were about to embark on. Her power was incredible. The height she had raised it to, though it seemed nothing to her, was remarkable.

He landed in a desolate place. High rock cliffs and bare dirt ground surrounded the three firs. rs. The clear sky filled with lively white clouds rested over head as the Sayjins looked around the barren field.

“A battle has already taken place here.” Asoreia noted.

“Hn, Kakorott and I met here.”

“Yeah, he tried to kill us.” Goku smiled and rubbed the back of his head with his hand.
“But my son and Krillin took care of it.”

“Krillin?”

“The baldy at the house today.” Vegeta grunted and stretched his body out repareparation.

“Gratias ago.”

“What language are you speaking?” Goku asked sounding almost angry

“I said thank you. It’s Sayjin. I’m ready are you?”

“Yeah let’s go.” Goku smiled

“Well I suggest you boys power up I’m not in the right state of mind to play with children.” Asoreia smirked as she cracked her neck and wrapped her tail tightly around her l wal waist. “I want both of you to attack at the same time.”

The two male Sayjins gave her a confused look before they let their Ki raise. A soft blue flame engulfed their bodies. Their screams of both pain and intense euphoric pleasure echoed from each other as their power increased further. Streaks of gold kissed their feral ebony locks as it cascaded down their broad muscular backs. The midnight black eyes of the last remaining male Sayjins twinkled a crystal teal.

Asoreia smirked at the magnificent sight before her. The golden glow transcended into a dark red and black. The flaxen hair shadowed over until the once morning sun hair mimicked the dead of night. Their brawny flesh covered shoulders glistened in the afternoon sun with wild scarlet hair. Blood red flesh surrounded yellow and menacing eyes.

“Four. Nice, sino nos ludo.”

“I do not play in battle, you of all people should know that.”

“Yes but you also use to tell me that no woman would ever beat you and I can name two my Prince. Your woman and me.” Asoreia smirked and took stance to fight.

“Ahhh Asoreia aren’t you going to power up.”

“Shut up and attack already.” Asoreia screamed as an animal like growl mixed with her words. She bore her jagged teeth and her eyes locked with Vegeta’s.

“I know your strategies. You learned them from me. This is a pointless battle. You are no warrior. You are nothing but a woman, a useless Onna only good for one thing. Sex.”

Anger washed over Asoreia’s normally calm features. Her power level jumped from virtually nothing to larger than both Goku and Vegeta’s combined. Her hair sprayed from its tight hold in the braid and danced feverously around her tight body. Streaks of light purple licked her hair until it consumed the goldecks.cks. Her once dark brown eyes shown lilac. Her soft and beautiful facial feature were ragged with power.

“Pull yourselves from the rock wall and fight me.”

Vegeta slowly opened his hazed over eyes. His breath caught in his throat as he desperately pulled his limbs from the jagged wall. “What is it.” His thick, husky voice carried over to Asoreia and she smirked.

“I told you I was at level five.”

“The power! It’s incredible. How How can this be?”

“What that you are now pushed to third most powerful Sayjin? Are we going to fight or are you just going to stare at me all day? We don’t have much time until AI 10,000 finds us you know. What’s it going to be?” She watched in amazement as Goku and Vegeta powered down.

“Do you feel it?” Goku turned and looked into the mountains that surrounded the small battle field they now stood in.

“She’s been here the whole time, Kakorrot. She’s waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Apparentlys iss is not it and we should be grateful.” Asoreia responded her stony features hardened ever further at the thought of their distant adversary. A streak of silver flashed over her eyes. “Now is not the time to strike, Vegeta she will be waitior ior it, wanting it. If you have ever taken advice let this be it. She will kill us now, she wants it to badly.”

“I lied to you before Asoreia.”

“What about Vegeta?”

“Tu non circa sexus, sed tu a verus bellator.”

“I fight because it is in my blood, if that makes me a true warrior so be it. A simple sorry would have sufficed, but thank you non the less. ”


***Hey sorry this chapter took so long to get up I have been just horribly ill. I hope you like it. I do. It’s slow and seemingly irrelevant but I feel that it lends great insight to the inner workings of Asoreia on a microscopic level. There will be some NC-17 coming up very soon, dealing with rape and just pure unadulterated passion. Please letknowknow what you think of this. Good, bad, or indifferent, all comments are welcomed. Thanks and much love, Noel***