Meant to Be

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Chapter Four: Destinies Apart (Part Three)

“Put me down!!” Bulma yelled at the top of her lungs, Scratching, punching. kicking and annoying the hell out of Raditz.

“Stop! Put me down right this second.” They got to a cave somewhere in the dessert. They had left the city a long time ago. She’d never been very close to Raditz, and didn’t trust him, besides this was very suspicious of him and she didn’t believe he was doing this out of kindness. Plus, she was still in shock about the whole baby thing and knew in the bottom of her heart that she was not going to let them kill it. Even if it meant escaping, Raditz set her down roughly on her bottom.

“Start talking.” was all he said to her. He looked as if he was ready to kill her... Maybe he was going to do just that.

“I don’t know what you mean. I… You know what men and women do to conceive.”

“Don’t play dumb with me; I don’t give a flying fuck about you and that asshole. I’m talking about Chivaa and Kakarotto.”

“Oh that…Well I don’t really know anything, only that they met yesterday and that he is very nice and handsome.”

“I don’t care what you think. What does Chivaa?” This was getting very interesting. Bulma had noticed Raditz looking at Chivaa weird before, but never thought much about it. A slow grin broke on her face. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” He suddenly materialized in front of her, grabbing her by the throat.

“Don’t fuck with me.” He started choking the life out of her, reminding her just why she didn’t like him.

“Ok, ok,” She tried to say but his hold was growing stronger by the second. He let her drop. “Just remember that I have no problem ending your life at any time, I’m not feeble minded like the rest of them. Now talk!” Bulma held his gaze for a long time before talking, he reminded her of Vegeta, the way he talked, moved, looked, if she didn’t know who he was she would think they were related. Her heart started to ache at the thought of the man who had dumped her like used underwear.

“She thinks he’s cute.”

“Cute?”

“Handsome Raditz...cute means handsome...” Were all this saiyans so dense? “She told me he was very handsome, and that he looked just like your dad.” She decided to play with him a little. “She thinks Bardock-san is very attractive, we always talked about how we like to grab him and do him until he beg …”

“Stop! I don’t want to hear that.”

“You asked.” He just glared at her.

“You and I are in a little predicament,” he said after a long time. “You on the one hand; are pregnant by the Ouji, and on the other the woman I want is engaged to mate him... Do you see where I’m going with this?”

“Yes.”

“So what do we do about it?”

“Who said I care who he mates with?”

“You don’t?” Ok this guy was not Kakarotto or Toma... he was smart.

“I do... a little, only because when they mate we’ll all live in the same house. That’ll be uncomfortable.”

“Right…” ok... he was really smart, she had to admit, he was seeing right through her.
“If we are going to do something about it you have to be honest, if not with me at least to yourself.”

“Ok…He was my first and he was so gentle and passionate and…”

“That’s enough sharing. I don’t need to know the details. You will have the brat.” At this moment Raditz became her best friend, even if he was doing this for his own purposes. She looked at him feeling hopeful for the first time since this whole thing started. “What are we going to say to the others, you heard Toma-san.”

“That you will leave to me. You just stay out of sight.”

“What about Chivaa.”

“Something tells me she will help you. But be warned, one word about how I feel for her and I will kill you very, very painfully.” Ok this guy definitely reminded her of Vegeta.

“That won’t make Vegeta want me, or stop him from mating Chivaa.”

“That is where you come in. You got his attention once, how? I don’t know. But you have to make sure you do it again.”

“That will be a little difficult with him not being around.”

“What do you mean?”

“He and your brother are going back to Lord Freeza’s.”

“What!! How do you know that?”

“Your brother told me.”

“Does Chivaa know?”

“I don’t think so. I had no time to tell her yesterday and your brother said he was not going to.”

“This will make things a lot easier.”


“Yes.”

“Make sure she forgets about Kakarotto and my Father.”

“Bardock-san is out of the picture. What am I supposed to do about Kakarotto?

“That is your job to find out.” She could appreciate what he was doing. It seemed even noble. That he would sacrifice his own life to get what he wanted, but she really liked Kakarotto and was sure he could make Chivaa a lot happier. “All right, I’ll do it.”

“You don’t have a choice.” Raditz said sourly... We’ll just see about that...she thought with a sour smirk of her own.

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Vegeta and Bardock flew in silence for a while. When they got far enough from the city the Ouji turned around in mid air and said to the older man:

“Kakarotto is waiting for me to train, so I’ll make this quick.” He lunged himself at Bardock so fast that even the older warrior couldn’t follow, and promptly beat the living crap out of him. Bardock didn’t even have a chance to breathe, let alone counter or even defend.
Vegeta had thought Kakarotto’s father to be stronger, but he had been wrong, this was being too easy, frustratingly so. After a while the older men seemed to recover and managed to land a couple of good blows. Hmph... At least the man was resistant like his son although a lot weaker... thought the prince. About fifteen minutes into the fight Bardock was already to the point of collapsing, no doubt the older man will need a regen tank for the rest of the day. He did collapse a minute later and Vegeta just watched him plumber to the ground below leaving him to go and release this adrenaline rush on Kakarotto. The prince wished he had caught up with Raditz too, but he guessed he’d just have to wait. The longer the more painful for the idiot first class.

After the boy left Bardock got up on unsteady feet. The prince is strong, too strong... though the tattered second class warrior as he weakly made his way back to the city... May the Gods help us when he becomes king.

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The rest of the day went in blur Vegeta trained with Kakarotto in the desert and had beaten each other to the bone. Now he was in his own room drying himself off after he got out of the tank. He put on his royal armor and crimson cape and made his way to the reception hall for that stupid announcement to begin. The only good thing about it was that he was going to see the woman... Why did he care?

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Goku jumped out of the tank stretched a little, got dressed in his best armor; the one Vegeta gave him. Fixed his hair and left to the party. He was happy he’d get to see Chivaa, even if he couldn’t talk to her. He walked down the halls whistling to himself to meet Vegeta where they’d accord; he just happy to be alive, Kami knew tomorrow any joy he might have would be over.

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Raditz was at Chivaa’s watching her run all over the place, he couldn’t remember the last time he had seen her wear armor. She looked stunning, the silver gear made her look so tall a regal. She was fit to be a queen... His queen, but instead...
Bulma was running back and forth with her helping her with last minutes touches. After their little talk he had brought blu blue haired nuisance back. Luckily Toma and his father were gone at the time.

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Toma was now waiting impatiently to go and get this nonsense over with already. He looked at his best friend’s oldest brat calmly sitting on a chair staring at his daughter the way he always did... hungrily.

“Raditz, I think you should go ahead. I don’t think it’ll look good if you walk in with us.” Toma said matter-of-factly, not wanting to sound as if the boy was being a bother.

“I’m not going. I’m staying behind to watch Bulma,” Raditz responded just as cold not getting up, “I don’t think she should be left alone.”

“You might be right…Chivaa what the hell is taking you so long?” And that was that.
“I’m coming.” Chivaa said fastening her white cape. She kissed both Raditz and Bulma goodbye.

“Please take care of her.” she whispered to Raditz, he nodded stupefied by her beauty and Bulma came running holding something in her hand “Wait…Let me put on some lipstick on you” She said applying the red paste on Chivaa’s lips. “Good luck.”

“Thank you.” Chivaa took her father’s arm and they left. Bulma and Raditz were left alone; it seemed the house had not been this quite in an eternity. Raditz waited, while Bulma had started to issue orders to the other slaves. It seemed to him that that was how she was coping with her pain, the way he slept around to cope with his.

“Bulma get dress.” He snapped as she turned around suspiciously.

“Where are we going?”

“Do you want to miss this party?” She grinned from ear to ear... Raditz was her kind of guy, he was not afraid of anything.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world”. She said running to her room to put on her best outfit.

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Vegeta met with Kakarotto half way there like they had planned and were now about to enter the reception Hall, each of them deep in their own thoughts. His for one were still thinking on that damn slave. Why couldn’t he get her off his head? This was disturbing. He the Saiyajin-no Ouji cannot be so infatuated with a mere slave.

“Hey Vegeta... What’ you thinking?” came Kakarotto’s voice.

“None of your business.” He wasf thf thankful to the fool for getting his mind off the slave.

“This is it huh?” he continued in that idiotic tone of his.

“What is?” Vegeta asked

“You know... you’re getting engaged.” said Kakarotto eying his prince strangely, almost as if he regretted it.

“Do not worry Kakarotto if you want her all that much, I’ll let you have her if you beat me.” The prince smirked at his guard’s expression, he had noticed the fool drooling over the tall elite, he didn’t really cared but the fool should guard his feelings better.

“What! Would you do that?” Kakarotto couldn’t hide his shock. “I can’t believe you would do something like that to her.”

“And why is that?” Vegeta said amused.

“Because she’ll be your mate... one thing is to share your concubines, but sharing a mate is unheard of.” Goku felt like punching Vegeta. How little did he regard Chivaa, that he would do something like that to her... he decided to test him.

“I would much rather have the Bulma instead.” Vegeta gave him an ugly grin.

“Would you?” he said still smiling dangerously at him. “You can... once I’m dead,” Vegeta turned to the lower class fighter pushing the doors open, “Try not to drool too much while in her presence, lest she’ll think you retarded.” Vegeta chuckled; “If I were you I wouldn’t want her to find that out until after I had her.” They both knew whom he was referring to. As he said these words they both made their entry to the room full of people, Kakarotto falling slightly behind showing respect for a man than in more aspects than one was his only equal. As they entered everyone bowed to the prince.

Everybody seemed to be here, Goku could see his father and the rest of his squad seemingly very uncomfortable amongst all the elites and members of the grand council. The king was nowhere to be seen and neither was Chivaa. As if steeling his thought Vegeta growled under his breath:

“That fucking whore better not get here after my father.”

“Vegeta!” Goku gave the prince a hard look. They mingled and Vegeta greeted with his usual snot several members of the council, and some of the elites that came to offer their congratulations and good wishes. Although everyone knew that Chivaa was not exactly the prince’s top choice.
In the past two days they had heard of nothing but gossip and the fact that Vegeta had not fought the king over this, that the Ouji was going soft, or that the girl was simply too beautiful to be turned down. Goku knew better though. He knew Vegeta had a reason to do this, and it chilled him to the bone to think of what that reason might be.

They made their way to the throne that stood at the end of the room and promptly the prince sat on the one belonging to him, Kakarotto on the other hand stood loyally by his right side.

Moments ticked by and Vegeta seemed to be taking in everyone at the same time. The third class also had time to take in a few things of his own like the look of mask fear everyone was giving them. Them... was he feared as well? He also noticed that most of the females were stealing glances at them, mostly at Vegeta but a few were looking at him. Hmph...A third class both feared and admired. What would his father and brother think of that? A small smile crept on his face.
Everyone turned as the door opened and Toma entered the room with Chivaa holding one of his arms. She looked radiant in a silver armor and a white cape. The way he had imagined heaven’s warriors to be clad. Vegeta snorted mumbling cruelly.

“Damn Kakarotto she is even taller than her father, that’s going to make it a little hard for you won’t it?

“Even harder for you Vegeta,” Kakarotto was the only one to ever talk to the prince of Vegeta-sei that way…Until the woman that is.

“Like I give a fuck.” Vegeta said staring dead ahead. Everyone vowed to her as if she already was the queen and he could see her blush. They were making their way to the throne; Goku could feel his pulse quickening, his temperature rising, especially around the cheeks area.

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Vegeta was already having a horrible time after this afternoon’s bout with Kakrotto, he wanted nothing more than to get back at him for the couple of good punches he had gotten on him today. He had been too distracted thinking about the woman. Well he wanted to pound the woman as well. He chuckled at that thought. What was her hold on him? The doors opened to reveal the culprit of this distasteful gathering, holding her father’s arm. He wouldn’t be caught dead with his father had he done what hers did, but that was not here nor there. He released the breath he was not aware to be holding half anxious half aroused at the thought of seeing the woman crossing that door after the elite. The doors closed and no Bulma to be seen. As they made their way to where he was, he couldn’t help but cringe. The fucking whore left the woman behind on purpose.

“Ouji-sama.” They bowed in unison, he hmphed at Toma who had bowed bringing his fist to his chest in formal salute, the woman had simply bowed. He could feel Kakarotto’s heart beating against his armor clad chest, that made him smirk in amusement, the poor fool was surely a virgin and this was the first woman he had a crush on. He pushed the thought out of his mind snorting at himself folowilowing it to be there in the first place.

“Rise.” He said to them and pointed with his head to the left side of his throne. Kakarottto was sweating cold by now and he took the opportunity to rub it on his face.
“I thought we had discussed that the revelation of your IQ would happen after fucking.” he mentally teased the warrior; and he shot him a look that would have scared Freeza were he here to see it. The woman was blushing as well and with a wide smirk he realized that she wanted Kakarotto as well. It should have bothered him, but for some reason it didn’t, he only thought it funny to see such a strong fighter and such a tall woman blushing like idiots and not doing anything about it.

“When my father arrives you have your leave Kakarotto.” The taller warrior only nodded and as if on cue Nappa came in the room holding the doors open for the king. The Ou made his way to the throne nodding to the bowed heads of those in the room. His eyes met his heir’s for a second, enough to see the hate in them. Vegeta smirked... Patience old man your time will come... your time will come…

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They flew through the air. She was holding on to Raditz. Head back feeling the cool air on her face, marveling at the feeling of freedom, of total abandon. She only wished it had been Vegeta’s arms holding her by waist. She had been afraid to fly, but Raditz promptly explained that his ki would shield the gravity from getting to her. Now with her arms around his neck and the air blowing on her skin she felt invincible.

“How much longer?” she asked absently tightening her arms a little around his neck.

“Calm down... do you want to choke me?”

“Shut up you can’t even feel that,” she said tightening her arms some more. He plummeted down rolling in the air his eyes rolling to the back of his head and his tongue coming out to the side of his mouth in a comical way, as if he was truly being choked.

“Air, I…must get…air.” He joked and she took her arms away and replaced them with her hands and started chocking him for real. His head was going back and forth, his tongue still out, a truly funny sight.

She had not realized that they had landed on a balcony until her feet touched the ground. His arm was still around her waist, as well as her hands on his neck, she released him smacking him hard across the face. Since this afternoon he had been a lot friendlier towards her. They both understood their partnership and were making the best of it... For now.

“You’re such a goof,” She said laughing and fixing his mused long hair, “You should cut this mop.” He only smiled as she was trying to tame the wild spikes out of his face. The arm around her tightened a little in a teasing manner, bringing her closer to his face.

“My women like my hair.” He purred

“Well I don’t... and if I’m “supposed” to be your woman you must do as I say…”


“Hmph, I knew you were nothing but a whore.” They both turned at the same time releasing each other. How long had he been there? Raditz took a step toward the man who had just spoken.

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The king took the throne next to his son addressing the rest. “Please be seated enjoy the food and drink, this is a day of celebration.” And everywhere came the “hails the king” from the gathered crowd.

This was really getting on his nerves. Vegeta just wanted to get this over with and go in search of the woman. He had to have her before he left to Freeza’s ship. He looked at the elite woman whom was very busy trying to hide her blush from Kakarotto. Toma had moved on to join Bardock and his squad with the king’s leave. And Raditz was nowhere to be seen. Since this morning the first class had nagged at the back of his mind, First with Chivaa by the hanger and then his hasty retreat from her house. And he had been sure the woman went with him. The first class looser was going to get the beating of his life once he resurfaces. Of that he’d make sure.

“Is your brother coming Kakarotto?” the prince asked annoyed

“Raditz? I don’t know,” Goku scratched his head thoughtfully “Why you ask?”

“Never mind.”

“He won’t be here Vegeta Ouji,” the tall elite woman said not looking at them. “He had something to take care of. He sends his good wishes to your Lordship.”

“Did you know about this?” he said turning to Kakarotto.

“No... but why do you care?”

“I didn’t know that fucking was more important than a royal invitation.”

“You know Raditz.” Kakarotto mused wondering himself where the hell his brother was.

“Where the woman?” Vegeta turned to Chivaa forgetting all about the first class for the moment.

“She…is not feeling very well. Ouji-sama.” That part was true.

“Why do I have the nagging feeling that you are hiding her from me.” He got up and levitated to be face to face with her. Very seductively, Vegeta reached out to touch the side of her face with his gloved hand, while running his lips up her jaw line, until his breath was on her ear then whispered:
“Are you that jealous Chivaa?” he said her name dragging the last syllable for added effect.

Chivaa’s breath was ragged and her face felt hot all over, she spied Goku watching this obviously hurt, but she could not help but feel aroused by the intensity of Vegeta’s actions. The man was passionate, that could not be denied. Suddenly he ran his tongue over her lips releasing a small gasp from her.

“You let me have your slave and I let you have mine.” He said just above a whisper, loud enough for her to hear.

“Kakarotto!” He snapped removing himself from her. “Go take care of her. I think she is just about ready.” The third class looked at him as if he was going to kill him.

“Do it before I change my mind.” Vegeta chuckled sitting ban hin his throne.

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Did she hear right? Had he said, “Take care of her.” Had they talked about her like that? She glared daggers at Kakrotto. How had she misjudged him? He was just like Raditz.

“Chivaa…I…”

The king interrupted them. He had been observing his heir and seen that little “display” .It looked as if he was coming around. Although he had to admit the elite did look ravishing in her armor:

“If I may get everyone’s attention.” Nappa stated upon the king’s request “Our king will now speak.”

The king had been on the other side of the room with members of the council. Making his way back to the throne he ordered the slaves to get everyone a glass of wine. Coming to a stop facing his son and the elite he would mate:

“Well brats.” and then he turned to face the room. “We are gathered here to announce as you all know the engagement of my heir and the woman he has chosen to be his mate.” Everyone in the hall hailed and nodded in approval. Vegeta only snorted at his father’s choice of words “his chosen.”

“Vegeta no- Ouji of the royal house of Vegeta-sei and Chivaa first class elite of the house of Toma,” The king continued “I Vegeta no-Ou will bless this union wheey dey decide to make it.” Now turning to his son with a wide smirk he extended his hand signaling him to speak.VegeVegeta got on his feet and the look he gave his father promised all the pain he could muster upon the older Vegeta when the time came for him to take the throne.

“Humph... Let us hope she can bear a strong heir to my throne.” Was all the prince said and walked past them looking at Kakarotto for him to follow. “Now all of you enjoy the rest of the evening.” He flashed his trademark smirk.

“If you excuse me...” As Kakarotto opened the doors for him he heard, no he felt something coming from the balcony. He moved over to it faster than anyone could follow. And as soon as he got out he was greeted by the sight of his woman, clad in the darkest crimson descending on the balcony. Holding that idiot Raditz by the neck in an idiotic attempt to choke him. He wanted to say something, to let them know somehow that he was there. As she smacked the first class, he thought that he would have to take back what he had thought of him earlier; Vegeta took a step closer when the woman started to fix the man’s hair in an intimate manner

“You should cut that mop.” he heard her say. And the men only pulled her closer and whispered to her almost to low for him too hear. “Almost”

“My women like my hair.” He chocked... did he hear right? And oh gods! What she said next will hunt his dreams for a long time.

“I don’t, and if I’ am supposed to be your woman …” She said your woman not his but Raditz ‘s he felt as if a foot had kicked him right on the groin. Why was he feeling like this over a fucking slave? He had to say something before they realized he was there, he will not look like a fool, he will not…

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Kakarotto came out to the balcony following Vegeta only to be greeted by a flying Bulma landing on him and a very furious Vegeta choking his brother. What the hell… Vegeta dropped Raditz and came towards them. He looked at Bulma as if he was trying to decide whether to kill her or just hurt her really bad. Thank the gods he did neither. He just walked away tell him to come with him.

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Bardock had been very occupied with food and drink to pay much attention to the king’s speech. He only came mildly aware when Toma snorted at what the prince had said.

“Fucking asshole... he doesn’t have to mate her you know.”

“Do not worry old friend he’s just doing this to spite his father.” Bardock offered putting a firm hand on his fiend’s shoulders.
He felt it at the same time as the prince seemed to disappear from the spot by the door he had been standing on: Raditz... What the fuck was he doing here?

“I thought you said Raditz was staying with Bulma.” He looked at Toma. “Yes, that’s what he said.” Bardock saw Kakarotto making his way to the balcony. “Bastard... Let’s go Toma things are gonna get ugly.”

He ordered his squad to follow. As they made their way to the balcony everyone had noticed that something was up. Once they got there they just started pushing people back trying to keep them from the fight that was obviously going to break outside.

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“Ouji- Sama.” Raditz let Bulma go and Vegeta- Ouji was on him like a hawk, choking him, lifting him off the floor if that was possible. He put his hands on the prince’s arm trying desperately to free himself from his hold, trying to say something but his voice had been cut out of him.

Bulma launched herself at them screaming, pushing begging the prince to let Raditz go.

“Vegeta please,” she screamed, “I can explain... please let him go.” Something in him snapped. The woman was actually begging for the man’s life? He dropped him and the first class fell like dead weight on the floor. The fucking bitch was neither worth his effort nor the loss of a warrior. He shifted his gaze to her, arm still outstretched, her hands still on it, and even on the mists of her deceit it still sent electric shocks throughout his body. He wanted nothing more than to kill her right here and now, but couldn’t do it... the bitch and her enchanting spell.

At this point people had been alerted of what was going on; Bardock and the man under his command were desperately trying to keep the elites from pouring out. Toma had just gotten to the scene himself, joining them in their efforts.

Vegeta sent her flying to the other end of the balcony with a flick of his wrist; she landed on Kakarotto who had just come out to see what was going on. He made his way towards them slowly. Took her in for a long chilling moment, his face unreadable and walked away from her.

“Vegeta…” she trailed off

“Let’s go Kakarotto we have nothing to do here any longer”

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Next Chapter “Destinies Shattered” will be out soon.