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Enough Time	By : sefiru Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 2186 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Enough Time

By Sefiru

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Pairings: none yet, Mirai x OC
eventually

Warnings: R, violence, character deaths, angst

Disclaimer: I don�t own Dragonball,
but Mirai ownz at
everything.

Pun_xy: sitting is for wimps. ^^
Kakarott lounges too in this chapter. And of course Mirai
is a hunk, he�s a Prince. It�s required.

Kit-kit: you like the zombie queen? Originally I was going
to � but now I think I�m � not going to spoil it. Wait a few more chapters.

Starlight_dragon: Granpa Veggie makes his appearance in this chapter, so I
think funnier is a given. I hope.

In this chapter: The events of Pure Evil 2:6-8. The Saiyans land.

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Chapter 7: The Saiyans Are Coming

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�� Fucking hell. Why couldn�t everyone just leave this bloody
planet alone? It was five spaceships
this time, with only three days� warning. Just when his life
was coming to some kind of order. At least they were acting pretty
defensively to be planetary conquerors, but the Z fighters were not taking any
chances; they arranged to gather and meet the ships as soon as they landed.
Which was why they were all standing around in a valley in the middle of
nowhere on this freezing cold morning.

�� He checked the
set of his sword and made sure his cell phone was turned off. The last thing he
needed right now was the zombie queen trying to call him. �Let�s go,� Kakarott
said, and they were off.

�� When they sighted
the spaceships, Mirai was close enough to hear his
father�s comment: �Kakarott, those are Saiyan ships.�

�� Really?
Mirai took a closer look. They were huge ships, and
slow, clearly designed for long-term occupancy. And they had seen hard use. As
the Z fighters flew closer he could distinguish the figures swarming around
them. Tails, check. Spiky hair,
check. I wonder if there are any
girls down there.

�� Saiyans being Saiyans, their own
presence did not go unchallenged for long either. A group of newcomers
separated from the mass; Mirai was quite startled to
hear Vegeta identify their leader. That�s
my grandfather? What the hell is he wearing? After each side made their
opening remarks he couldn�t help commenting on it: �Hey, gramps. Nice cape.�

�� The veins
practically burst off the old guy�s face. What, couldn�t he think of a comeback
for that? Loser. He said as much to Vegeta and was not
surprised that he agreed. The encounter ended with an ultimatum from Kakarott
and the two groups separated. But it wasn�t over; Gramps looked like the kind
of person who couldn�t keep his nose out of other people�s business. Sure
enough, not two weeks later Kakarott passed the word that he�d issued a
challenge to King Vegeta. He could just guess the outcome of that. The only
question was if Kakarott would bother to ascend during the fight or not.

�� Naturally the
entire Saiyan population turned up to watch. Mirai was looking forward to checking out some of the Saiyan girls, until Vegeta roped him into guarding the
perimeter. Fine. So they could just check out his ass
instead. He didn�t expect to be out here long. There was Kakarott, lounging
calmly on a boulder. And there was Gramps in his lacquered armor and cape,
bombastically announcing himself. �Kakarott! Are you
still prepared to contest my authority?�

�� Yes,� was Kakarott�s simple answer. The
fight, if you could call it that, didn�t take long. What kind of idiot fights in a cape anyway? The only thing Gramps had
going for him was that he wouldn�t quit even when he was totally outclassed. I get knocked down, but I get up again �
Mirai sang to himself. Ten times, twelve times � he�s like a yo-yo. My
grandfather, the yo-yo king. He
was even a sore loser � when Kakarott finally beat him down and stepped on his
chest, the first thing he did was beg for his life. Pathetic.
And then Kakarott revealed just how much he�d been holding back, by going gold.

�� All around him Saiyans
dropped to their knees in awe. Yeah, on the ground before your king, weaklings. That wasn�t
really fair, of course; the Saiyans in general were
more powerful than average for a species. It wasn�t their fault he had a whole
order of magnitude on them. He pulled his attention back to the proceedings in
time to hear Kakarott say, �It�ll be a cold day in Hell when Vegeta needs
anyone to protect him. He must take after his mother.�

�� I sure as hell hope so. The old geezer
got more embarrassing with every word that came out of his mouth. Fortunately
at that point Vegeta flew down to Kakarott�s side and
ascended as well, and then they kissed. That was enough to shut the old man up.
It also sent Gohan into some kind of disgusted seizure,
and Mirai made a note to rib him about it later.
Kakarott flared all the way to level three, and the rest of his species drooled
over the sight. Many of them looked disappointed that those two were claimed by
each other. Hmm. And Gohan has Videl � that makes the most powerful available Saiyan � me. He started to laugh. This was going to be
fun.

***

�� Mirai walked into Kakarott�s
office and nearly fainted. Kakarott was bent over his desk, poring over a map
with papers and notebooks scattered around, his tail looping idly behind him.
It was like stepping back � or sideways � in time. He even had the vidscreen of family pictures on the desk, though the
pictures were certain to be different.

�� He looked up as
he sensed Mirai�s presence. �What?�

�� Sorry, I�m just
having the worst d�j� vu. You look just like � you know.� He walked forward.
�It�s even the same map.�

�� I�ve had these
since my trip around the world.�

�� I know. How�s
the king thing going?�

�� Busy. I�ve had a
representative from just about every guild, club, association and society in
the colony through here. It�s a good thing I know the King of Earth; I asked
him for some pointers.�

�� Have you heard
from the doctors yet? I want to see about re-growing my tail.�

�� Kakarott plucked
a notebook from the stack and paged through it. �They were first in � here we
are. Want me to call them?�

�� I�ll do it,
thanks. I won�t take up too much of your valuable royal time.� Kakarott snorted
at that. Mirai copied the information to his
handheld. �I guess I�ll go find them after training.�

�� Ah, could you
give this to Vegeta?� Kakarott held out an envelope. Mirai
was sure he didn�t want to know what was inside.

�� Sure � my king.�

�� Oh, give it a
rest.�

�� Mirai suddenly leapt aside, barely avoiding being bowled
over by the figure that barged into the room. It was Gramps, same cape and
looking like he was about to explode. Of course, that was the usual expression
for him. He marched up to the desk without paying Mirai
the slightest attention; Kakarott merely laid down his pen and looked at him.
�What can I do for you?�

�� You � you � how dare you expect me to submit to training
under a half-blood tailless whelp?�

�� I take it you�re
referring to Gohan? He�s the only one in the family
who isn�t likely to lose his temper at you, make you lose �your temper or roast you for pure
entertainment. Besides, after me and Vegeta, Gohan is
our strongest fighter. I thought you�d appreciate that.�

�� The old man
ground his teeth. �It is an offense to my position to train like a� common soldier.�

�� Mirai crooked an eyebrow. �So that�s your natural power,
Gramps? Impressive, but I wonder how you�ll feel when you get your ass kicked
by those same common soldiers.�

�� Mirai, you�re not helping.�

�� Sorry, sir.�

�� Kakarott stood
up and walked around the desk so he was facing the old man nose to nose. �Train
or not as you like, Vegeta-jii, but don�t expect to
get the power without the work. Otherwise you could do something useful like
helping me lay out the colony town.�

�� I � hrm � I�ll get my notes.�

�� Thank you,
Vegeta-jii.�

�� The old geezer
growled and retreated. Kakarott looked over at Mirai.
�Don�t tease him too much.�

�� So it�s ok to
tease him a little?�

�� Yes. Now get!�

�� Yes, sir.� Mirai tossed him a
mock salute as he left the room. He thought he�d given the ex-king a head
start, but caught up with him within minutes. He matched the old man�s pace and
rolled over, flying backwards with hands behind his head and ankles crossed.
Vegeta-jii was cursing under his breath and sounded
for once exactly like his son.� �Might as
well relax and enjoy it, Gramps. Kakarott is king over your ass.�

�� How did you come to that ludicrous conclusion, half-blood?�

�� First he kicks
your butt, but doesn�t throw you out of his family. Then he asks for your help,
and you agree. Your instincts totally see him as your pack leader.�

�� I will never
submit to a third-class barbarian!�

�� You already
fucking well did.�

�� And why in
heaven�s name are you flying like that?�

�� Because I can. You should try it some time.�

�� It�s an offense
against dignity!�

�� Dignity, shmignity. You need to
lighten up, Gramps.� He looped the loop � backwards � and flew off towards his
father�s ki.

***

King Vegeta the laughingstock. ^^

Next chapter: Mirai gets a tail �
and chased by Saiyan girls.
- 6
- 7
- 8
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