Passport to Paradise | By : gokugirl Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3591 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 9
The barbarians, or the Kir as they were known to
themselves and their allies, were desert people. When Alain told him this,
Vegeta thought at first that he was mistaken. The closest desert a week away and
even that was a short estimate. When they'd awakened the morning after Kakarotto
was taken, ready to start their journey, the camp in the valley was gone and so
were the Kir. There had also been no sign of their ships on the water when Alain
and the prince cast off themselves in one of the few surviving boats. The winds
were not that strong, and the ship was too large to be rowed, so Vegeta just
didn't see how they could have gotten such a head-start on them.
"They can use magic," his guide shrugged. "I guess they conjured
up a wind." Vegeta frowned at the reminder that the barbarians had the gift
of magic and moodily stared into the water. Trying not to imagine the horrors
his lover was going through successfully consumed all of his attention.
The survivors of Fisher's Cove had been given a document signed and stamped by
the prince that would prove to the king that they had been told to seek refuge
in the Saiya-jin kingdom. While there was not enough room in the castle for them
all, nor was there a city within a day's travel large enough to support them
all, he supposed that they could build shelter in the forest. There was more
than enough game to feed them all for quite some time if they hunted in
moderation and several clear streams ran amongst the trees. He had a feeling
they would be fine there; the ancient elven magic that protected the king would
likely protect them as well.
Alain had never sailed before so he hadn't known that he would be prone to
seasickness. Vegeta knew this logically, but he still couldn't be anything but
angry at his guide for springing such a thing on him. What little food and water
they had salvaged from the stone buildings that hadn't burned he wasted by
ejecting it forcefully from his stomach into the ocean. The sounds of him being
violently sick were getting to him, as was the sickly expression on Alain's
face, and so his temper was often short and vicious.
"I don't know why I'm still here with you," Alain said miserably, his
head hanging over the side.
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Perhaps it's because were out in the middle of the
ocean with no land in sight. Unless you would rather swim to our
destination?"
He blushed very faintly, feeling like an idiot. "Oh. Right."
The prince sighed. He hoped that they spotted land soon.
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