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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

To Animeslave18: Thank you for all the wonderful comments and it made my day! Your reviews made me laugh and I hope you enjoy this story!

To Yellowbus: Thank you! The answer to your question is yes but not for the next few chapters.

To Vamphyre: Thank you! I also like this version as well! Sometimes I wish there were more Vegeta X Goku in fairytale stories that we all love and enjoy.

~Chapter 7 ~

Chichi and her cowering companion arranged a meeting with the most fearsome man in town. Rumor has it that this man was once a god of the world; a deity that fell from the haven. They say if a god has a single, impure thought, he will no longer remain a god. Unfortunately, this predicament happened to Kami of Earth; a higher being whom everyone worshipped, even from this small, backwater village. Legend said that Kami tore his impurity from his body and he tosses it down to Earth where mortals reside. This impurity became a mortal, created in Kami’s image and created hell everywhere he goes. A mere mention of this man’s name was enough to crawl shivers down to anyone’s spine. Those who dare utter his name would find their fate in the Otherworld. Some claims he is the spawn of a demon, others say he is the devil. And, if you made a deal with the devil, you will lose your soul forever. You will be nothing but a shell, and if you die, you would not exist in the Otherworld. But all that doesn’t matter to Chichi, she would go to hell and come right marching back to get her man she desires. All Chichi cares about is that this man, the only person in town -be it man or demon- can help succeed her plan.

Krillin cowers under the table in fear. The mug in front of him rattles from his impulses. “Ch-ch-chich-Chichi, I-I-I h-ha-have a b-bad f-f-f-f-feeling a-a-a-about t-th-th-this.” Chichi pouts, raising her nose in arrogance, “Hmph! I know what I’m doing!” They both heard a hallow, creaking sound in the pitch-black room. The only source of light is a small lit candle on the wooden table, which the two companions reside.

BAM!

Krillin and Chichi hold each other shrieking in fright, nearly jumping ten feet in the air. Deep, hallowed footsteps edge closer and closer toward the dim light. Out of the darkness appears a tall, powerful-built man covered in a deep purple outfit. The cape hid everything but the partial features around the eyes. Krillin hypvenierate, “H-h-he’s green!” Chichi’s sore mark appears, now realizing how foolish she was behaving. Smiling innocently, she slams the cueball’s head onto the wooden table, forcing him to shut up. Krillin whimpers, rubbing his sore features, “Oww~ee, my face!”

The hooded man says nothing as he sits down. He rest his elbows on the table, bringing up his hands as his clawed fingers pressed against each other. He narrows in contempt at his two ‘guests.’

“Daimaō Piccolo,” Chichi greets, bowing her head in respect, “Thank you for your time.”

The man glowers, revealing his annoyance. He spoke in a cold, heavy-rich accent, “State your purpose.”

Chichi giggles behind her hand. Krillin is stonewalled in fear, paralyzed of the dark man in front of him. The raven-haired heroine leans forward, whispering behind her hand, “I’m hoping you can take of this tiny problem I’m having.”

Piccolo narrows, pausing tersely, “You summon me… in the dead of the night… for a simple…petty …problem?” He rubs his temple, muttering under his breath, “What has this world come to?” His family name has a reputation to uphold. Demons don’t do favors! Ever since King Piccolo, his father, ruled the realm of chaos and desolation, he has been left with nothing but a caretaker job. A job he hated more than anything else. He crossed his arms. Piccolo incline his head, directing the heated heroine. “I don’t usually leave the asylum in the middle of the night, but Dende said you make it worth my while. Shame him or make him a liar and you will not live to see daylight again.” He drums his fingers on the wooden table, the sharp nails making the tapping echo louder with each passing second. “Well…?”

Chichi huffs. She pulls a sack of gold and tosses it in front of her. The raven haired girl sat back. Inwardly thankful that her pretty face is not her only asset in town.

Piccolo glances at the gold. He picks up a gold coin. His clawed nail rubbing against it, testing the purity of the coin. He looks back to Chichi. “I’m listening.”

Chichi grins dark, allowing her hands to do the picture for him, “It’s like this, you see. I’ve got my heart set on marrying Goku, but he needs a ‘little persuasion.’”

Krillin, butting in, boasting, “He turned her down flat!” He laughs hysterically, banging on the table, “What an idiot! He really IS a village idio—!!” Chichi slam her fist on Krillin’s head. Tears hanging by the thread, Krillin rubbing his head, “Ay-yi-yi-OoOowww…”

Chichi crossed her arms, fully intent on ignoring the cueball. She smirks, “Everyone knows his father’s a lunatic. He was in my tavern tonight, raving about a beast in a castle. Heheh. That poor man gone senile.”

The hooded man replies, his deep voice turning softer, “Goku’s father is harmless, I’m sure…”

Raising a finger in the air, Chichi exclaims in delight, “Ah, but that’s the thing. I believe there’s something else going one with that crazy father of his No one has seen his father for the last ten years and he came to town last night. He appear not to age a single day. I believe his father is no ordinary man. And that’s where you come in. Either you can lock his father for being crazy or for using witchcraft. I don’t really care either way but never mind that! The point is, Goku would do anything to keep him from being locked up.”

The monk’s cheerfulness fades away. He looks down, his face sullen, “Yeah, even marry her. Personally, I wouldn’t mind marryin—“ Chichi gives him a threatening look that promise death if he doesn’t shut up. Krillin duck back under the mug, peering away and gulping his drink down.

Picollo speaks in a disdain tone, “So you want me to put Goku’s father in an asylum unless he agrees to marry you?” Chichi nods, presenting a wide grin. Piccolo closes his eyes, “Hm, I never had a hostage before…” Smirking, the hooded man flashes his eyes open. “I’m in.”

Meanwhile, back in the snow-covered cottage, the scarred saiyan is feverishly throwing things in his bag. He has his tail tightly wrapped around his waist. He picks up an old scouter he hasn’t used in a long time. He stares at it for a while longer, lost in thought. He finally secures the device on his left ear. Snarling, he grumbles, “If no one will help me, then I’ll go back alone! I don’t care what it takes. I’ll find that accursed castle and I’ll get my son out of there… somehow. That damned beast…” Bardock shivers at the memory of his previous encounter with the crimson beast. “Unreal, everything about that castle is just unreal! There’s too many questions… the saiyans… Fasha… Radditz … … … …Toma.” He whispered the last name with soft, pained endearment. He still has nightmares of losing his team and his best friend on that blasted planet! ‘One minute. If only I had arrive one minute sooner, my team would still be...’ He rubs his face, pained with agony, “Shit… not now! Not when Kakarott needs me!” He strides toward the door, snatching the bag on the way. He forces his way out the door, slamming it behind him as he leaves on his chilling journey.

Moments later, Chichi and Krillin arrives from the opposite side of the house. Chichi, dressed in her warmest garment, kicks the door down. “EEE-YAH!!” They burst into the cottage; searching every room for the one resident they called a loony bin. Tossing items over, chairs, paintings, even turning over the bed – making it slam against the wall. Eventually, both Chichi and Krillin both met back to the main room.

Frustrated and angry, Chichi releases her rage by splitting the wooden table in two with her leg, “AAAAAAAGH!!! THOSE BASTARDS!!!” She chops through the wooden dresser nearby, “THEY’RE GONE!!! I can’t BELIEVE this!! ” She heaves an bed over her head and threw it across the room. “NO FUCKING WAAAAY!!!” Krillin hid behind a wooden pole, shivering in fear. Chichi let out a loud, scream as she gives a roundabout kick. “RAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!!!!!!!” Krillin dodges as the leg tore through the wooden pole, narrowing missing his head. The monk fell on the floor, staring wide eyed at Chichi. “They couldn’t be gone. They couldn’t be…” The raven-haired heroine pants, convincing more to herself than to her companion. She chuckles at first before letting a crazed laughter escape her, “They have to come back! And when they do, we’ll be ready for them!!”

Chichi turns to leave, stomping on the way out. Krillin trailing shortly behind her, “U-uh w-wait! Hold on!!” The monk ran in front of her. The raven haired girl look down at him. “H-how do we k-know they be b-b-back?” Krillin’s frame is shivering non-stop from the cold outdoor. Suddenly an idea lits in Chichi’s head.

The female closes her eyes and let a warm, beautiful smile spread her face. Krillin blinks in awe. A redden blush cross his feature as his heart melt at the sight of his crush. Chichi leans down, her face getting closer and closer. Krillin gulps and he is flushing furiously now that Chichi’s lips are right above his head. He never expected the raven girl to grip his shirt nor did he expect her to lift him off the ground, choking the life out of him. He REALLY didn’t expect her to place a soft kiss on his lips. Krillin didn’t know whether to faint from the kiss or lack of air. Suddenly, his crush releases her hold, allowing the cueball to drop into a snowbank by the porch. Krillin sat up, his beet red face smiles as if in love struck. ‘My first kiss… Heheh, I’m never washing my face.’ Chichi waves cutely, grabbing Krillin’s attention. Chichi purse her finger to her lips, batting her eyes as she purposely pausing each word in a cute, seductive voice, “Don’t... move…. From…that…spot. ‘K?” Giggling as she brushes her hand through her thick raven locks. The wind blew the raven locks in a flowing motion. In Krillin’s eyes, he saw a beautiful, smiling goddess gracing her presence before him. Small, glistening lights graces her feature. Her eyes filled with warmth and love. Her hand waving as the raven heroine walks away. Then he heard a threat in her tone shouting back at him should he fails his task, “If I find that you leave your post, you will suffer my wrath!!! You are not allowed a single break that spot until Goku and his father come home! ‘Til then, Buh-bye!!” She waves, smiling cutely as she heads back to the village.

“But-but, but..” Krillin let a hand dangle motionless in the air. The love of his life disappears from view. He couldn’t even see the village due to a mild snowstorm. Krillin’s shivering frame rattles out of control. Growling under his breath, “Awww, nuts!!!!” He pounds the side of the cottage and a pile of snow falls on his head.
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