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Blondie and the Beast	By : KrazyKat001 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1799 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Blondie and the Beast

Chapter 6

In the dark hallway, following by random trail of shattered vases and portraits, lies a door to a guest’s room. The door creaks open, and the head of a certain blonde peers out, scanning the area. He silently emerges.

Down the hallway, we find two teens flirting with each other. The female with raven hair down to her shoulder, giggles. She jiggles her tail out of his reach. “Oh no, Goten! You’ll never catch it in a million years!” She pounces back, with a tease on her smile.

Goten grins silly, eyes lights up with mischief. “You couldn’t be more wrong.” He zips toward her.

Teenage Pan shriek, she jumps high in the air. Her tail barely escapes from his hand. She wags her fingers at him. “Nuh-uh-uh!” She blinks at the vacant spot before her. A dark voice chuckles behind her. Pan turns around to find Goten holding her tail. She groans, “Not again!” She leans back into his chest, sighing happily. “Looks like you caught me at last.” She snuggles in his chest.

Goten smiles, “Give it up, Pan. No matter how hard you try, I’ll never see you in that direction.” He releases her tail.

Pan looks away, pouting, “Only ‘cuz you still see me as a kid.” She faces him, “You know I love you.”

The spiky haired teen stare at her, saying nothing.

Pan moves closer, “Forget about her.” She moves her lips closer to the other, whispering. “Love me instead.”

Goten narrows and turns his head away. “I cannot.” Pan looks stricken. He continues, “I love him. I have eyes only on him and no others.”

“Awww…” Pan looks down, depressed. Her tail laid still. A mischievous smile curve on her face. “That’s too bad.” She looks up, grinning. “I’m sure I can find another guy. Speaking of guys,” she leans closer, whispering, “does he know?” Goten blushes beet red, forefingers poking against each other and laughing awkward. Pan stare at him blank, hands over hips. She snaps sternly, “Bakayaru. He’ll never know unless you tell him!”

Suddenly, Goten looks up, noticing a figure behind Pan, and sees the blonde warrior apparently sniffing in the air as he walks deep down the hall. Goten blinks once, twice. He clenches his head in a panic. He cries out, “Ah!! He emerged!”

Pan blinks, “Who did?”

Goten rushes past her, sprinting down the hall.

“Hey! Wait for me!” She cried out. Pan ran after him.

Goten sprints out of phase and reappears in front of the blonde guest, “Can I help you with something?”

Goku looks mildly startled of his sudden appearance then he peers to the person, also appearing out of nowhere. “YIIIKES!!!” He jumps high in the air and lands on bottom. He scrambles behind Goten, staring at the woman with fear, “Chichi! Wh-what are you doing here?”

Pan blinks, bewildered. “I’m … ah, not Chichi. Um, nice to… meet…you?”

Goten peers at the blonde then at Pan. He burst out laughing, “Oh man! That’s priceless! Hehehe…” Wiping a tear from his eye, he turns to Goku, “Y’know, Bardock confused one of our waitress for someone else. Say, say, you wouldn’t happen to know anyone named Fasha, would you?”

Speechless, still stunned by Chichi’s look-alike, Goku shook his head. He stands up in front of Pan and bows, “My apologies, you looks incredible similar to the one I know.” He looks up, “She’s a nightmare that never ends.”

Bewildered, Pan sweatdrops. “Thanks… I think.”

Goten snickers behind his hand.

A loud noise echoes throughout the hall. The two teens with tails looks at each other. Pan show no indication that she was hungry and neither was Goten. They glance at Goku who chuckles awkward with hand scratching behind his head. Another loud rumbling noise roars through Goku’s stomach. Goku blushes beet red, hand still behind his head. “S-sorry about that. I’m just really, really, REALLY hungry.”

Pan giggles.

Goten laughs, “That’s nothing to be ashamed of! Around this castle, we have saying: ‘A man’s pride is through a man’s stomach.’”

Pan clears her throat, a sweatdrop forming on her head, “I thought it was ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.’”

He paid no mind to her. “Say, say!” Goten’s smile brightens up, “How about a dinner entertainment you’ll never forget?!”

Pan exclaims in joy. She claps her hands, “What marvelous idea! We haven’t had that in such a long time!”

Goku blinks in confusion, “Dinner entertainment?”

~Later~

Trunks walks down the corridor, hoping to find anyone in the castle. The search has gone down in vain. This is weird. I usually see somebody in this hall but I have yet encounter anyone. What in the world is going on here?! A soft clattering noise is heard deep down the corridor. Trunks lift his head, finding only darkness.

A ki ball suddenly approaches him from the dark. Trunks animatedly panic. He immediately put his arms up in defense.

Before it could reach its target, the ki ball implodes into many glittering speck of lights. Each lights simply hovers in the air, lighting up the area.

Trunks blinks, confused. He glances around, finding the leftover of the ki ball everywhere. He closes his eyes, inhaling deep. His eyebrow twitches at his own naiveté’s. Growling under his breath, he can only think of one person pulling off this prank, “Goten...!” He shook in head, groaning. He looks up, eyes adjusting easily in the newly lit area, he find the spiky haired teen whistling as he walks toward him. Crossing his arms, he states in annoyance, “Must you pull that on me?”

Goten stops whistling. He shrugs careless. He grins as he put arms over his head, “Pull what on you? All I did was brighten up the room.” The black, sleek tail curves lazily.

“That was a prank and you know it,” the purple haired teen stares at him crossly.

Goten blinks, looking innocent, “Are you sure you saw it right? I know I used the ki for my own personal benefit.“

“Goten…” Trunks groans, pinching his nose, “I’m not playing this game.” He looks at Goten, staring at him a moment longer. “AH! You’re supposed to be guarding the door!!” Trunks cried out, having finally recalled the vital role Goten was supposed to be doing earlier.

Goten looks up, his tail halts its movement, “Ummm… how do I explain this? Yeah, I left my post. Don’t see the harm in that.”

Trunks screech, “You must be demented!! Don’t you remember what the Master said?! He’ll skin you!!!”

“Not if he find out, that is.” Goten points out.

“Goten!!”

“What?! I was bored an’ there was nothing to do except flirt with Pan!” He grins as he said it.

“GOTEN!! WHAT DID I TELL YOU?!!”

“—Then Kakarott came up to us. Did you know his stomach REALLY make a complaint and very loud? So I led him to –“

“Goten, what did you do?”

“Ahhh,” Goten glance away with a grin still on his face, “I’ll show you.” He grabs Trunks’ arm and sprints down the corridor. Glittering ki lights disappear into thin air after they departs.

~~Dinner~~

Purple eyes widen in fear. “Goten…!” Trunks whimper.

“Heehehe. Looks like Kakarott really enjoying himself!” Goten said boastfully. He has his arms folded on the porch and rests his head upon it, enjoying the moment.

“…You digging your own grave, ‘Ten. You do realize that, right? He’s going have your head for this, he’s gonna have ALL our heads for this! ” Purple eyes turns to Goten, “How the fuck did this happen?! How could YOU let THIS happen?!?!”

Goten peers up in thought, “Well…”

~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~

“I work and I slave all day, and for what?! A bountiful, culinary masterpiece gone waste!” The burly, bald man groans as the dishes clatter one upon the other.

Celpia rolls her eyes, her duty to wash the dishes, “Oh, stop your grousing, Nappa! No food has ever gone to waste in this castle. You know that better than anyone, you overdramatic oaf. It’s been a long night for all of us. Radditz has been especially difficult tonight. I had to knock him out cold so he can just shut it and sleep.”

Nappa sighs, adding more dishes to his ever-growing pile of dishes, “Well, if you ask me, I’d say Kakarott is more difficult than the brat. And more stubborn. After all, the prince did say ‘please.’”

Celpia groans in frustration, making a dish shatter in her hands, “But if he doesn’t learn how to control that temper of his, he’ll never be able to break the—!” A new scent enters her nose as well as three pairs of footsteps enter into the kitchen. She finds Goku stepping into the kitchen, accompanied by Pan and Goten.

Nappa quickly cuts off Celpia before she can say ‘spell’ in front of the guest. “Ah splendid! Welcome to my humble domain, Kakarott, you grace us with your presence at last, it seems.” Nappa frowns, “If only you made it a bit earlier, the food would have not gone to waste.”

A huge sore mark appears on Celpia’s head, she slams the pan upon Nappa’s head. She smiles at the guest, “Don’t you mind him. He loves to exaggerate such rubbish nonsense.”

The guilt stricken blonde seems unsure.

Celpia hits the back of Nappa’s head. “Oh, look what you’ve done, Nappa! You made him feel guilty about nothing!”

“Ow! Well, he should.” grumbles the bald fighter, rubbing his head. “Anyway, I am Nappa. Head chef of the kitchen. I make the best meals, the best culinary arts, the best of the best—“

Pan rolls her eyes, “OKAY! We get the picture!” Nappa growls at her.

Goten sniggers. “Hiyo, Nappa! Love your new look!” Pan keep mouth shut tight, looking away in amusement. Goku looks like he’s about to laugh.

Nappa blinks. He snatches the soapy dish from Celpia’s hands and look in the reflection. He blinks owlish at the sight of his own two black eyes. There were titters in the background. He yells at the maid, “WOMAN! WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME I HAD SOMETHING ON MY FACE?!?”

Celpia looks away, sweatdropping, “I didn’t want to say anything…”

Goten perks up, “I rather like it. I’d say it’s a big improvement!”

Pan joins in, “You look like a panda. A big, huggy panda bear!”

Nappa sees red, “I’LL KILL THAT BRAT!!!! WHEN I FIND HIM, I’LL BOIL HIM ALIVE!!!!”

“Please don’t.” Celpia complains, “I just put him to bed.”

Nappa growls, rubbing off any trace of being victim of the latest prank. He glares at the trio, “Whatever brings you here?! As you can see, I’m not in the mood for games!” At this, he gives Goten a death glare.

Goten chortles, “It’s nothing like that at all! You see, I plan to give Kakarott here the best dinner ever! He’s really hungry.” Goku’s stomach howls. The blonde chuckles beet red, rubbing the back of his head.

“Should’ve taken the Master’s request,” Nappa singsong as he snickers. Both Pan and Celpia stomps hard on each of Nappa’s foot. The big, burly man falls to the ground, groaning in pain.

Celpia smiles brightly at Goku, “He’d be happy to whip something up for you.” She narrows dangerously at Nappa, “Isn’t that right, Nappa?”

Nappa nods unwilling. “Yeah…”

“Actually,” Goten said abruptly, “it will probably be best to cook mountain loads rather than cooking for just one.”

“Whatever for?” Celpia asks bewildered.

Nappa pops his eyes open, red vessels bulging from the corners of his eyes as if ready to kill him on the spot. He has to be the one to cook for everyone in the castle!

Goten grins, nodding to the female teen, “Pan, if you will…”

“On it!” Pan salutes, rushing out of the room.

“Now!” Goten claps his hands together, “It is on definitely! Pan is announcing everyone about the dinner and Nappa will generously cook for everyone.”

“Don’t forget your place, brat!” Nappa growls. Blinking rapidly, after taking in Goten’s last statement, he wraps his hand around Goten’s neck and hauls him off ground, shouting in his face, “ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!”

The spiky haired teen smiles, not even feeling his breath cut off. He briefly moves his hand to the hand Nappa grips on his neck and lit a small ki underneath the wrist. “Ah! Aow! Ow! OW! OOOOOWW!!!” Nappa quickly withdraws back his hand, hopping mad and blowing his hand as if life demands it. Goten stands there, grinning.

Goku’s stomach growls loud.

“Oh, you poor dear!” Celpia said, “I’m not about to let this poor kid go hungry. Nappa! Start cooking already!”

Nappa growls under his breath, “Alright, alright, already. Just give him a glass of water, crust of bread, and then—“

Goten gapes, “Nappa, I am surprised at you. Kakarott is not our prisoner.” He raises both his arms as if presenting something grand, “He’s our guest! We must make him feel welcome here.” Goten turns his attention to Goku, bowing slight, “Follow me, monsieur.”

“Well, keep it down. If he finds out about this, it’ll be our necks! If he does finds out about this, I’m coming after you, brat, you hear?!”

Goten grins, saluting as he gives the finger, “Sure, sure. But what is dinner without a little entertainment?” Goten quickly drags Goku out of the room.

Nappa blinks at the notion, then he yells both in rage and panic, “WHAT?!?! Entertainment?!!”

Goku is being led to a grand room where a seats are incurved high on the walls and there were a whole crowd of people chatters amongst themselves in those seats. There was a descending rows of seats down toward a small circular area in the center of the room. There are even seats that ascends to the ceiling. Goten led him down to the front seat where he peer over the wall where the center lies. There, he can see the perfect marble square, which is huge by his standard. “This is amazing! What is this place?”

Goten smiles radiant, presenting the whole room, “This is our deepest pride, and with great pleasure I welcome you to the dinner entertainment! Everyone gathers around to witness a great show which you see in the center.” Goten points at the marble square, “That is what we call a ‘tournament.’ It is a competition game between two of our best fighters. The person with the best stamina, strength, agility, and skills wins. Usually, there would be more than one tournament match, but for tonight, we’ll introduce you to the two of the best bad ass of the castle.”

Goku can feel himself getting more and more excited. He realizes this is a fighting show and couldn’t wait to see what this place have to offer. Perhaps, he’ll even find a sparring partner! “I can’t wait!”

Goten laughs animated. He find Nappa giving him the ‘evil eye’ in the center, handing out food, and yelling who wants fresh meat.

Goku sat down and he glances at the ceiling, finding no structure for window or candles, not knowing what it is that makes the whole room bright. Goku then notices the tiny speck of light, glowing nearby, staying in place. Goku wonders how this is possible. “What are these things that makes the room glows?”

Goten was about to mention ki until a spiky violet teen bonks him on the head. Goten rubs his head, turning to the source, “Ow! What’s the big idea?!”

“Bakayaru!” The tanned teen with bright violet hair scolds him, “You really plan to tell him everything so soon?”

The spiky raven teen mumbles under his breath.

“AAAH!!”

Both teens find Goku scrambling out of his seat. Goten turn to look at the source of his fright. He heard the violet teen scratching his head, “Oh boy… this is what happens when you show him too much too soon.” Goten snorts, “Ah shaddup.” Goten pats Goku in attempt to calm him down. “Kakarott, don’t worry. He’s not gonna harm you. Radditzu is one of our best fighters and the most respectable around.” He ignored the remark from the other teen. ‘Yeah right.’

“Really?” The blonde guest peers at the creature entering the stadium. The creature has blood red eyes, his face sprouted like a wolf, fangs sharper than canine and his talon hands and feet are covered in fur. The creature’s body is naked except for the shredded pants he wore. He has long overgrown hair that reaches down to his hips. The creature’s tail whips to and fro. Goku learns this creature goes by a name: Radditzu. He saw Radditzu smirks directly at him, sending goosebumps down his spine. “He’s a f-friendly?”

“He is!” Goten pips up.

“Is not!”

“Ah, shut it! You don’t know what you’re talking about!” Goten snaps at the violet teen.

“Hey! I’m not the one who butters thing up!”

“Oh yeah?!”

“Yeah!”

The two teen were clashing head to head, growling. Goku watches in astonishment.

BANG!

The noise scare all three teens, nearly having a heart attack. Nappa growls low at Goku, “Your dinner. Enjoy.” He left. Goku looks at the roast pig, fruits, and desserts. He starts salivating. He rips the leg off the pig and starts digging in, enjoying the taste.

Goten blinks at this, couldn’t believe how fast Goku was eating. “Are you seeing this?” He whispers to the violet companion.

The other teen nods, “I thought it was just this whole castle who have this kind of appetite. Man, Pan wasn’t kidding when Kakarott was starving. Hey Kakarott, when’s the last time you ate?”

Swallowing a huge meal, he looks up in thought, “Well, let’s see. This afternoon I had a chicken, a mountain lion, a barrel of apples, some dozen breads, a cheese wheel, and a large sausage.” Everyone stares. “What? Is there something on my face?”

The violet teen speaks up, “Well, you shouldn’t be THIS hungry…”

Goku’s stomach growls. “I’m telling you. When I’m hungry, I’m HUNGRY!!!” He took a huge bite out of the leg.

Both teen sweatdrops at his outburst. “So… you normally eat like this?” Goku nods vigorously. “Does everyone in the village eat like you?” Goku pauses then eats slowly. He shakes his head in distress. ‘Oh… hit a sore spot there.’ The violet teen replies in awe, “I couldn’t believe there’s anyone out there who eats like us!” Goku blinks at this then went back to inhaling his meals.

Goten snaps out of his reverie, “I have to be somewhere else. Mind if you watch you him?” “Got it.” Goten watch the wild violet haired teen sitting down next to Goku, giving himself a helping of pig meat. Goten leaves the two alone.

Goku find another fighter enter the stadium. This one looks more angry and morose. He appears strong and brute. He looks like anyone else here with a tail. “Who’s he?”

“That’s our second best fighter, Brolli. You kinda want to steer clear of him. He’s has one hell of a temper if you set him off wrong. Doesn’t speak much either. Brolli hates Radditzu’s guts. Raddtizu loves picking on Brolli. We don’t get to see them fight against each other often. You’re lucky, Kakarott, tonight you’re about to witness the best show of all time!”

~~~~~~Flashback Ends~~~~~~

Trunks stare at him in horrified shock. He holds up both his shaking hands, ready to choke the life at the person in front of him. Trunks’ eyes rolls back and faints.

“Wow,” Goten said, transfixed on Trunks’ form, “He handled it better than I thought!” He chuckles silly, turning his attention back to the fight.

~The Dinner Fight~

In the midst of the match, two fighters brawl against each other, blood splattering to and fro, howls of rage burst their desire to win. Fists clashes fists, tail banging against the floor, eyes tinting red—screaming for blood, sonic bursts throughout the air showing evidence of their inhuman speed and such strength that the audience can feel the powerful waves it sends off. The two fighters lock fists, gritting their teeth as they try to get a better leverage. Radditzu smirks then briefly bangs his head upon the other. Brolli cries out in both rage and in pain, unintentionally giving his rival the advantage. Radditzu swings his fists down upon Brolli’s head, sending him clashing down the floor. Brolli slowly got back on his feet, rubbing away the blood trail from his forehead. Brolli glares at the smug fighter, who crosses his arms as he levitates high in the air.

“Aw, what’s the matter?” The oozaru fighter taunts, “Did I bruised you too bad? What a daisy. You, being a pretty boy ‘n’ all.”

Brolli growls, “ The only thing you bruised is MY PRIDE!!” He sprints toward him. The oozaru fighter smirks.

Goku turns to his company in concern, “They’re not really trying to kill each other, are they?”

The violet haired saiyan stare at him and burst out laughing, “No way, man! It’s always like this! You see, the match wouldn’t very entertaining if both fighters respect each other at all time. Here, in the castle, we have only one rule: no killing allowed.”

Goku stare at him blankly, “So, instead of killing, they cusses and beat the shit out of each other. Basically, it’s a thought that counts, right?”

He smirks, finger prodding his chin, “Yep, no matter how bad they wants to kill each other, they can’t. Even if they did, the beast would jump in and skin them right on spot.” He leans in, whispering, “That has happened a few times before. And no one, and I mean no one dares defy him.”

“He sounds like a nightmare,” Goku contempt.

The violet haired saiyan blinks in shock, stammering, “A-ah! It’s not what you think! Master really is a nice guy once you get to know him!”

Goku narrows in suspicion, “Really?”

Suddenly, everyone rose from their seats, deafening cheering from all over the arena. Goku immediately switch his attention to the fight.

The oozaru fighter leaps back from the brute attack and he sends out a large ki beam from his mouth, firing it at the opponent.

Brolli barely put up his arms in defense. He was send flying across the stadium, crashing into the wall. The beam evaporates and the evidence left of the ki beam was sizzling off both arms of Brolli. He lowers his arms, seething, “That was a dirty move.”

Radditzu smirks. His furry paw wiggles him to come closer.

Brolli lets out a raging yell and bursts from his hole, hand raising for a brute punch. The oozaru fighter went out of phase and reappear behind Brolli just as he threw a punch into an empty space. He quickly blocks Radditzu’s kick and grabs his opponent’s leg and slams him onto the hard marble floor.

The stadium floor cracks deep. The cracks widen and webbed throughout the stadium. The oozaru growls, engulfing himself in bright blue ki and backlift himself in the air and lands on the balls of his feet. He braces his fangs at Brolli, growling still.

Brolli sprint towards him, blinded in rage, not realizing that the opponent phased out once again.

Radditzu sends out a roundabout kick at Brolli’s head, knocking him across the stadium floor. The pace didn’t stop until Brolli was crashed straight through the stadium wall and into the pile of dessert. Part of the lemon cheesecake is stuck on Brolli’s face, apparently out cold.

The audience roar throughout the room, cheering their hardest. “Radditzu! Radditzu! Radditzu! RADDITZU!!” The oozaru fighter flexes his muscles, moving his arms in rhythm with the crowd, proud of his achievement. “YEEEAAH!! DAT’S what I’m talking about!!” Radditzu roars along with the crowd’s cheers.

“Bravo! What magnificent fight! The best I’ve seen in a lifetime! Bravo!!” Goku cheers as he claps.

The violet haired teen pats enthusiastically on the blonde’s shoulders, grinning, “It’s all thanks to you!”

Goku points himself, “Me?”

Two teens suddenly drops into the duo. Goten grins, “How’s dat for an entertainment?” He turns to the Goku’s companion, saluting, “’Fraid we have to steal Kakarott away. We don't want the Master to find him gone on first night, y'know?” The violet haired companion waves and disappear into the crowd.

A commotion erupts from the tournament floor, dragging the attention of the trio.

Celpia drags her son, Radditz across the marble floor. A sore mark appearing on her forehead as Radditz digs his fingers into the floor, clawing in his protest. “I’M NOT SLEEPY!!! DID YOU NOT HEAR ME?!? I’M NOT SLEEPY, DAMMIT! THIS IS CHILD ABUSE!! BAD MAMA!! BAD MAMA!!”

Celpia looks like she was about to blow her fuse, “You’re abusing yourself, brat! Sneaking out bed! Keeping yourself awake at this UNGODLY hours for ANOTHER helping of dinner and a show!!! What’s more, you have NOTHING ON!!! BAD BRAT!! BAD BRAT!!”

Raddtiz grits his teeth in defiance, “I JUST WANNA BE FREE!!!!!!”

Celpia growls, “YOUR CLOTHES STAYS ON, RADDITZ!! YOU HEAR ME?!? NEVER GO COMMANDO AT DINNER NOR AT A FIGHTING MATCH!!! YOU WANT TO LOSE YOUR NUTS ‘N’ BOLTS AFTER YOUR FIRST HEAT, BE MY GUEST!!!!”

Radditz is being dragged by his fuming mom into to the doorway. Radditz screams, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!” The claw marks disappears into the darkness.

Some bystanders sniggers, others simply shook their heads in amusement. Trunks and Goten lightly laughs at the sight. Goku just stare in bewilderment.

The blond guest shook himself out of it. Goku looks at the stadium where several kids are asking Radditzu for autographs. The oozaru fighter grins wicked as he pats the heads of the brats on his way out. Goku stare after him. “Why is he different than the others?”

Goten and Trunks looks at each other then turns away quickly, sniggering.

Goku frowns. “What’s so funny?” he asks.

Trunks jumps in before Goten, “Let’s just say… HE happens to be the one who kicks a certain ‘lady’ out in the cold.”

“Actually,” Goten points out, “RADDITZU was ordered to kick her out.”

Goku scrunch his eyes. “I’m not getting it… Who are you guys talking about? Who’s the lady? Who orders Radditzu?”

Both teens perks up, “Another time!” They both laugh uneasily. Trunks speak up, “SO, now that dinner’s over, the show’s over, and you had your fun.” Trunks summons a ki ball, raising both of his brows in surprise, “Oh my goodness, will you look at the time! Now it’s back to your room, Kakarott, off to bed!” The ki ball disappeared.

Goten gives Trunks a blank stare. “That actually works?” he asks skeptically.

Trunks flash him a glare. “Shut up!”

Goten leans back, watching as Goku fall for Trunks’ ‘time clock’ trick. He rolls his eyes at Goku’s naiveté.

“C’mon, I’ll show you the way,” Trunks said brightly, grabbing Goku’s arm.

“Oh, I couldn’t possibly go to bed now!” Goku took his arm back. Ecstatic, he said, “It’s my first time in an enchanted castle. I want to explore everything!”

“Yeeks!” Trunks squeaks, “Enchanted? Who said anything about the castle being enchanted?” Trunks attempted to cover it up, just as Radditzu walks by. Trunks grimaces and pushes the oozaru fighter out of sight. He turns on Goten, accusing, “It was you, wasn’t it!”

“Um,” Goku speaks up, watching the fight between Goten and Trunks on the ground, “I kinda figured it out for myself.”

Trunks and Goten both look at Goku then stops fighting. They stand up, brushing off dust off themselves. Goten mutters, “I can’t believe you accuse me for such a thing. You have no trust in me at all.” “Go grow a spine, ‘Ten.”

The blonde guest jumps in, “If it’s alright, I would like to look around.”

Goten’s ears perks up. Excited, he quickly asks, “Oh! Would you like a tour?”

Trunks’ internal alarm went off. “Wait a second, waaaait a dang second! You two stay where you are!! You’re not going anywhere! I know this is NOT a good idea.” Confidently, to Goten, emphasizing each words, “We can’t let him go poking around in certain places, if you know what I mean. Do this one little thing and I’ll do whatever you want for one whole day.”

Goten was stoned. ‘SCOOOOOORE!!!!!’ He nods animatedly, tail wagging in excited manner.

Goku overheard the whole conversation with his heightened hearing. Though he wouldn’t say anything doesn’t mean he can’t do anything. The blond warrior lightly takes Trunks purple tail in his hands and pets it. Trunks suddenly became nervous and vulnerable. Goku pets the tail more slowly making the purple haired teen feel more relaxed to the point of purring, “Perhaps you could take me. I’m sure you know everything there is to know about the castle.”

Trunks feels flattered, nodding, “Well, actually… that’s the spot… Yeah, I do!” He snatches his tail back, blushing furious, “And don’t do that again!”

Goten, feeling a little jealous, wraps an arm around Trunks as if to say who belongs to whom. Trunks, naturally, doesn’t get the implication Goten was presenting and went by ignoring him as the trio walks down the hall.

Trunks is lecturing about each and every historical items they come across. Goku starts to feel bored, same goes for Goten who yawns. Trunks continue, “As you can see, the pseudo facade was stripped away to reveal a minimalist rococo design. Note the unusual inverted vaulted ceilings. This is yet another example of the neo-classic baroque period. Now if I may draw your attention to the flying buttresses above the—Kakarott? Dude?” Hearing no response, he turns back to the group and is one teen short. He sees Goku beginning to climb the grand staircase in the distance. Trunks have a horrified expression on his face. He hears a soft snoring from Goten who drools on Trunks shoulder. “Goten, wake up!” “Is it morning already?” Trunks bonk on Goten’s head and chases after Goku. “Owww…” Goten rubs his head then he rushes after Trunks. He and Trunks jumps in front of Goku, blocking his progress upstairs.

“What’s up there?” Goku inquires.

“Where? Up there?” Trunks quickly glance sideway, babbling incoherently, “Nothing! Absolutely, indefinitely nothing of interest at all in the West Wing. Dusty, dull, very boring. Best place to lull you to sleep!”

Goten has been shaking his head. Trunks nudge him hard, and Goten quickly nods in agreement.

Goku made mental notes of their erratic behavior. Replying in awe, “Oh… so that’s the West Wing.”

Goten frowns, whispering to Trunks, “Nice going, dumbass.”

The blond warrior tilts his head, “Wonder what he’s hiding up there.”

Goten gulps, “Hiding? The master i-isn’t hiding anything!”

“If Vegeta isn’t hiding anything then it wouldn’t be forbidden,” Goku interjected when he thought about it.

Trunks quickly change the subject, “Perhaps, you would like to see something else. We –ah, have the best qualities of tapestry dating all the way back to—“

Goten whispers harsh to Trunks, “Tapestry?! That the best you can do?”

Goku sighs and pushes the two teen out of his path, “Maybe later.” He continues to ascends the stairs.

Goten and Trunks, mildly astonished by the strength when pushed away, quickly dashes in front of Goku and blocks his path again. This time, Goten add, “Maybe you like to see the gardens?” Goku pushes them out of the way once again, continuing his progress. Both teen block him again, Goten adding quickly, “Or the library? O-or the dojo, perhaps?” Trunks hisses at his companion, “Dojo? What makes you think he would be interested in a dojo?!” Except Goten wasn’t paying any attention to the purple haired teen.

Goku perks up at the news, “You have a dojo?”

Trunks switch his attention, thrilled that his companion has found something to interest Goku. “Ah yes! We do!”

Goten jumps in, “With floor pads!”

Trunks raises his voice animatedly, “LOTS of floor pads!”

“Mountain of gi!” Goten points out.

“Forest of training tools!” Trunks add.

“Cascades…” Goten said slowly.

“…full of…” Trunks trails after him.

Both teens cries out, “Sparring partners!!”

Trunks succeeded in swaying Goku’s attention away from the direction of West Wing, “More fighters than you’ll ever fight in a lifetime! We have fighters who studied every martial arts, all trained under the best sensei we have that has been rumored to be the best of all fighters!” Trunks wrap an arm around Goten, chatting animatedly. Goten joining in the conversation bits by bits. They both begin marching off, and Goku begins to follow.

Goku walks slower and slower. The curiosity overtakes him and he turns back to the West Wing. His excitement begins to dwindle, though, when he enters the dark, eerie hallway leading to the Beast’s lair.

As the blond warrior walks down the hall, he stops to looks at the mirror that has been shattered into many pieces, each one reflecting his concerned look. He reaches the end of the hall and find a closed door with gargoyles handles. He takes in a deep breath, then reaches out and opens the door.

Inside the lair, Goku begins to explore. He is truly shocked and overwhelmed by everything he sees. Claw marks on the ground, pillars cracked by destruction, vases shattered, tables saved a few has been overturned. He wanders around looking, overstepping the sharp objects. He backs up and knocks over a table but catches it before it crashes to the floor. He wipes his forehead, knowing that he nearly got caught.

Goku then turns his head and sees a shredded painting on the wall. He can only see a part of a portrait. The oblique eyes stare out in pride but the rest of the face is shredded, lying limp on the painting. Goku reaches out and lifts the shreds of the painting to reveal the mysterious prince. He was on the verge of discovery when a red glow grabs his attention. He turns his head and sees a rose underneath a glass bell jar.

Goku walks over to it, eyes transfixed. He reaches out. He lifts off the bell jar, leaving the rose vulnerable. The blond warrior brushes a strand of his hair back so he can see better, and then reaches out to touch the rose. As he nears it, a shadow falls over him.

The crimson beast has slowly levitate onto the balcony and sees Goku fiddling around with his prized possession. The predatory eyes glows bright red. He howls in fury and rashly jumps into the room, then slams the jar back on the rose. He then turns his attention back to Goku. Growling angry, he demands, “Why did you come here?!”

“I’m sorry!” Goku cries out in fright, backing away from the ascending beast.

Vegeta glare down at him, “I told you to NEVER to come here!” The crimson tail slashes in the air.

Goku, shaken by fear, retorts, “I didn’t mean any harm.”

He shouts angrier, “DO you realize what you could have DONE?!” He begins trashing the room, starting by throwing a table across the room, making it shatter under impact.

“Please stop! No!!” the blond guest pleaded but still scared. He attempts to shield himself from the beast’s wrath.

Vegeta roaring out his rage, “Get out!!!! GET OOOOUT!!!!!”

Goku turns and flees the room. Vegeta calms down, then falls down in despair, finally realizing that he may have destroy his chances with Goku.

The blond guest reaches the stairway and snags his cloak. He sped down the stairs, wrapping the cloak around him. He burst past a confused Goten and Trunks who were searching for him.

Goten stammers after the departing guest, “Wh-where are you going?!”

Goku glance back in apologies, “Promise or no promise, I can’t stay here another minute!”

“Oh no, wait, please wait!” Trunks cried out. Goten tries to respond, but Goku slams the entrance door behind him. He and Trunks bows in sadness.

Outside, in the sinister forest, Goku begins rides on Zimbanee through the dark woods but the horse stops in its track. Deafening howls echoes throughout the forest. The blonde warrior looks up and finds wolves in countless numbers. One releases a loud, eerie howl. Goku gasps, then pulls the reins, kicking the horse and begins to flee. He finds two wolves chasing him, one by each sides on the horse. Goku lifts himself off Zimbanee and swings by her side. He lets out a powerful kick at one of the wolves, sending it crashing into a tree and swing to the other side, presenting the other wolf a roundabout kick, sending it into the darkness. Goku then sat back on the horse, snapping the reins to make the horse go faster.

Zimbanee runs out on a frozen pond. Both the horse’s and the rider’s weight collapse the ice. The wolves chasing them into the water. Some begin to drown, but Zimbanee is able to get out of the water before anything serious happens. She runs into the clearing, but quickly becomes surrounded by wolves.

The wolves snap their fangs, scaring the horse into bucking off Goku. The wolves begin their attack on the horse, but Goku came to her rescue by fending them off with his quick reflects and skills. He fends off most of the wolves but, little by little, Goku can feel himself wearing thin and shivering uncontrollably from in the ice-cold weather. Then one wolf leaps at him, Goku stare in horror as he stands defenseless. He tries to dodge but the wolf’s fangs grab the corner of his cloak and dragging him to the ground. He peers up and sees a wolf about to jump on top of him. It leaps and is caught in mid-air by another force. Goku finds his savior, the crimson beast, which grips the offending wolf and throws it into a tree.

Vegeta then stands in front of the terrified blonde and the horse. The whole pack of wolves lunges at the crimson beast. One rips a hole in the beast’s shoulder, and the other focus on that spot. Vegeta roar in pain and engulf himself in red ki then burst every wolves off his body except save for the wolf that dares attack him. Vegeta grips that wolf and slams it on the ground, crushing the life out of it. Vegeta lets out a loud, threatening roar. The other wolves turn and run in fear. Vegeta turns back on Goku, looks at him despairingly, and then collapses out cold.

Goku, grateful to be alive, turns back to the horse, and begins to get on but his conscience takes over, and he walks over to the fallen beast. Goku picks up the crimson beast. ‘I hope I’m doing the right thing…’ Goku lead Zimbanee, walking back to the castle with the beast on the horse’s back.

~Inside the Den~

Celpia pours the hot water into a pot. She carries it over to the duo by the fire. The guest turns to her, demanding soft, “Allow me.” She obliges, nodding once. Celpia sets the pot of hot water down beside Goku and hands him a cloth.

Grateful, Goku took the rag and soak it in the steaming water, then turns to the crimson beast sitting in the chair, “Here now.” He glances up to the beast, who pays no attention to him as he licks his wounds. Startled by this, he cried out, “Oh, don’t do that, Ve—!”

A loud growl interrupts him, Vegeta brace his fangs in a menacing fashion. He growls louder in warning as Goku moves the wet rag closer to his wounds.

Goku never move his eyes away from him, never showing a slight sign of fear as he moves the rag closer. Mentally sighing, he said, “Just… hold still.”

The rag touches the wound slightly and Vegeta roars throughout the castle in pain. The bystanders, who have been watching, suddenly jump back into hiding from the outburst. Goten trembles, hands over ears. Celpia shivers in fear but never budge from her spot. Toma watches quietly from afar. Trunks dropped to the floor, hands overhead with tail between his legs.

“That hurts!” Vegeta snaps angrily.

Goku frowns. “Well, if you hold still, it wouldn’t hurt as much.” He interjects calmly as he tries to clean the wounds. The beast kept moving his wounded arm out of reach.

Vegeta barks, “If you hadn’t run away, this wouldn’t have happened!” The tip of the tail wag furious.

The blond warrior narrows, crossing his arms. Snapping back, “Well, if you hadn’t frightened me, I wouldn’t have run away!”

“Ha!” Vegeta cried in triumph, “Well, you shouldn’t have been in the West Wing in the first place!”

Blue eyes glare at the other. “Well, you should have learn to control your temper!”

Vegeta raises his hand to bring another point but finds he has none. Huffing in annoyance, he sat back in the chair, turning his glare away.

The bystanders of the castle emerge slowly from their hiding place. Astonished that the guest has conquered the ferocious temper of their prince. Trunks stare in shock at the duo. Goten helps him up, also bewildered by this change of events.

Goku blinks, perks in curiosity when the other kept his glare away. ‘It can’t be. Is he… pouting?’ He curves a smile, shaking his head in amusement. ‘Heh. Reminds me of Papa.’

Vegeta glances at the blonde, watching him dip the rag in hot water. He notices a bag tied to Goku’s hip. “What have you got in there?” he asks, raising his brow.

Goku peers up in question. He follows his trail of sight to his bag. “Oh…” He pulls the bag out and opens it, revealing an orange orb with four stars. “It’s a dragonball. It is a gift from my sensei. Well… a graduation gift, actually.”

The beast grunts in curiosity, “Sensei? You don’t seems the type to read books.”

Goku laughs, “No, I don’t read. Not in a literal sense.” He holds the dragonball closer, “I’m his only student he taught but he’s well-known in every land because of his profession. My sensei knows every level of mastery in martial arts. He taught me to become a fighter. With my passion for fighting, I have every hope that one day I would bring peace to all the lands. I would never give up fighting for anything in the world.”

Vegeta can see the passion in the other’s eyes as he spoke of his desire as a fighter. He smirks, “I see. Come visit to the training arena in the morning. You would serve a nice punching bag for the others, heh.”

Goku frowns, “Don’t underestimate me, I’m hell of a lot better fighter than you think.”

“I’ll be a judge of that,” Vegeta replies, eyes giving off a glint.

The blonde warrior smirks, “I never lost a fight.”

The beast widen his smirk, “We’ll see.” He chuckles, “You sound confident for just an ordinary warrior. I’m curious to know who your sensei is.”

The room has gone eerie silent as two words escapes the blonde’s lips, “Son Gohan.”

Vegeta eyes widen but say nothing. He actually trains this whelp?! He didn’t say anything for a long moment until he said quietly, “I’ve heard of him. I never suspect that he would be in your village.”

Goku blinks at this. Sensei has been living in the village for a long time now. Everyone knew where to find to him. He stares at the crimson beast. He really didn’t know… “Actually… if it wasn’t for sensei, I wouldn’t be living in that village.”

Ears perks up, Vegeta raise his eyebrow. “Hn? Explain.”

Goku packs up his dragonball, curving a smile at the memory, “When I was a kid, Papa and I would go to a village in search for a home. At the time, we’ve been to many villages for a perfect home but never succeeded in doing so until we met sensei. ”

“Why?” Vegeta inquires, raising both eyebrows. “Why not go back to your homeland?”

Goku shrugs, “Papa never really say… all I know there were fear in his eyes and I believe him. I never bother to ask why.” He turns his attention back to the hot water.

The beast is left unsatisfied with his answer. He looks away, huffing in frustration.

Goku dips the rag in the hot water and moves it closer to the beast’s wound. “Now, hold still. This may sting a little,” he said quietly, glancing up.

Vegeta gives a surprised grunt, then grits his teeth as the rag is applied.

“By the way, thank you, for saving my life,” the guest whispers tenderly.

The crimson beast opens his eyes, looking surprised. He glances at the one below, musing quietly. “You’re welcome,” he replies soft. He finds Kakarott smiling wider. Perhaps, because of that smile, he allows a faint hope enter in his heart.
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