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Royal Namekian Blues	By : Polymer Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 6332 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 8b

"Vegeta� you're the most powerful here� please you've got to try and fight him!" Bulma sobbed, grabbing his arm.

"Woman, don't hang on me. Without Kakkarot there's little chance of any of us living�"

"You're a heartless bastard! I'm scared to death and all you care about is�"

"Woman, be quiet," Vegeta said, putting a finger on her lips. "I can�t do everything you expect. A Prince must be made of steel to face any opponent. Any sign of weakness�"

"Get down!" Krillen howled.

Vegeta pushed Bulma down next to him, throwing an arm over her as the blast rocked the very roots of the mountain. Everyone else clutched to the closest person, hugging the dirt. Bulma clung tightly to Puar, who had moved close by, while gripping Vegeta's hand. He heaved next to her, almost as badly shaken as the other Z fighters did.

Bulma opened her mouth to say something, but Vegeta held her back with one outstretched hand. He grabbed her wrist, squeezing it tightly. Sliding his hand down, he laced her fingers in his. "Stay woman. Don't move. Don't if you want to live�" he gritted. Bulma leaned behind him, gripping his shoulder tightly as wind blasted them. A large flash of energy surged and exploded.

"That energy� it's� it was Freiza's blast� but the other ki just� blew it away as if it were nothing!" Piccolo cried.

"Wait� it can't be�" Vegeta snarled, standing to his full height regally. His dark eyebrows knitted in fear and outrage. Bulma felt his hand shaking in hers, sizzling with his own ki. Yamucha had automatically grabbed her before to his outrage. Vegeta just knew that Frieza was going to obliterate them all. Secretly he was glad that the woman was here at his side at the end of all things. Yet he knew that she insisted on keeping up the front of their true relationship.

"Vegeta you're hurting me," she whispered, and he released his grip.

"It� it's SAIYAN!" he shouted at Gohan.

"It's my DAD it has to be!" Gohan cried, climbing to his feet. He dusted his Saiyan armor off, and helped Krillen to stand. Chiaotzu pushed Tien up, and he stood, dusting off the rocks and scree dripping off his outfit. Yamucha still knelt, holding his head in disbelief.

Bulma felt a flash of strange familiarity. She grabbed the binoculars and raised them to her face. Through the haze she saw a surge of golden power coruscating before the ship. Down in front of where Frieza and a larger figure stood was the source. For a moment she saw the stranger span his arms wide and scream at the top of his lungs. The very ground quaked under everyone's feet as if the earth itself were trembling with fear.

"Impossible!" Vegeta cursed. His hand did not release Bulma's. She whimpered and moved closer. The Prince brushed his side to hers, leaning his body to hers that had lost its strength.

"I've never seen him before� it's not Goku� it's someone�"

"What the� give me those," Vegeta snorted. Bulma handed him the binoculars and he snorted.

"What do you see?" Gohan asked. "Is it my dad� who is it?"

"I've never seen him before� but blast him, he's going super Saiyan� but he's NO Saiyan!" Vegeta exploded in fury. Against Bulma's body he shivered with overwhelming rage. Dizzily Bulma slid her arm around his waist and clung to him, sliding her arms around him from behind. Vegeta made no move to push her away; he simply clenched his fists in disbelief at his hips.

He threw the binoculars at Gohan. "See for yourself! I can't be imagining this, it's an insult!" Vegeta shouted.

"Kame, he's going to let one off!" Gohan cried. "Get down again!"

***

Bulma was in shock as she felt Vegeta still tensed angrily before her. He had not moved from the spot for fifteen minutes. Everyone was still just as stunned; sensing what must be going on. Bulma's binoculars had made the rounds, passed from one astonished Z fighter to another. Small glimpses of the epic battle had been witnessed by all of them. Armageddon had come and gone.

"Is it over?" Bulma asked.

"Yes," said Piccolo. "And that stranger is still standing� he's just killed the other�"

"No way," Krillen mumbled.

"Yes, it's true," Tienshan said. "This I've gotta see�"

"We know nothing about this� imposter," said Vegeta.

"Oh, what's wrong your Majesty, afraid to face an unknown threat?" Yamucha said sarcastically. Bulma slowly let go of Vegeta, backing away as he growled audibly.

"Shut up before I send you to hell�" Vegeta said quietly.

"Yamucha, enough! Someone's gotta go down there and talk to him! I mean he just killed Freiza� is he on our side or not?" asked Gohan.

"I'm going to find out. I'm sick of hearing your whining," Piccolo said as he moved into view. He dropped his ki barrier, letting his true level be sensed by all present.

"I'm going to find out who he is," said Vegeta. "Just stay out of my way everyone�"

"Vegeta!" Bulma cried as he threw himself into the air. "Wait!"

"Coming Gohan?" Krillen asked.

"Wait for us!" Tien shouted. "He's got to be cool if he just defeated our enemy. And you know the old saying�"

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend?" asked Chiaotzu hopefully, rising into the air along with the three eyed fighter.

"Don't you DARE leave me behind!" Bulma screamed up at them, running at full clip after them all.

"Come on," Yamucha snorted as he swooped down and grabbed her. "You'll only whine if we don�t' take you�"

"Thank you, I think," she mumbled.

"Stupid, pain in the ass baka woman!" Vegeta snapped, circling back and snatching her away from Yamucha. "Can't you get a fucking hint to stay where itack.

"Hey� I can carry her�" Yamucha stammered in surprise as Vegeta hauled the protesting blue haired girl over his shoulder like a sack of flour.

"Shut up you useless weakling! If she's killed because of your stupidity the rest of you losers are going to make my life a living HELL and make me blow this miserable place up before Kakkarot fights me! And I want to be the one to pummel HIM first when he gets back, and I need a planet to fight him on!" Vegeta exploded at Yamucha.

"What got into him I wonder?" Tienshan asked.

"Search me�" Gohan muttered. "If I didn't know better I'd think it was something mom would tell me that I�m too young to understand�"

"Believe me, you're right about that, bro," Krillen shook his head with a laugh. "That sly dog�"

"This is nuts� Vegeta actually was giving a shit about someone other than himself? What is this world coming to?" Yamucha babbled. "Wait up for me!"

***

Bulma squealed as the ground streaked at a sickening pace under her. Vegeta shot forward ahead of the entire cluster, snarling and cursing in his native tongue. His grip on her tightened to the point where she gasped and coughed. Finally he swung her around and carried her close to his chest, arm under her back and knees so she would stop complaining. Close by, Piccolo and Krillen managed to keep pace with the envelope of crackling blue Saiyan energies. All the others struggled against the urgency, barely able to catch up with the leaders.

"Hey!" someone shouted, from below. He levitated up from the smoldering pit where the tyrant had been sliced into little pieces. He wiped off the sword and resheathed it into the scabbard slung over his shoulders. Just before the cluster of Z fighters he drifted, his purple hair fluttering in the breeze.

Now that everyone had a clear look at him, they were not sure of what to think. Bulma's first impression was that he was little more than an overgrown kid was in nice but functional clothes. Seeing his lavender hair she shivered with odd déjà vu. While such pigmentation was uncommon, it was not exclusively limited to the Brief's family. A few others she knew of, though rare had the same coloring. "His hair looks hideous� it's� purple!" Vegeta snorted close to her ear.

"Lavender," Bulma corrected him.

"Hey everyone! Don't just levitate there! Why don't you come with me? I know Goku's gonna land here in the next 2 hours� so if you follow me�" he called.

"Why should we listen to you? Who the hell are you?" Vegeta shouted.

"Vegeta, pipe down," Piccolo interrupted him. "You there! Are you friend or foe?"

"Friend I hope," said the boy with a disarming smile. "I know Goku, if that's what you mean� or I know OF him�"

"If you know my dad, then that's good enough for me," Gohan said, swooping down. "Lead on�"

"Are you all insane?" Vegeta snapped at them. "Stupid pain in the�"

By the time he'd finished his angry tirade, he was left behind. Snorting, Vegeta rocketed off after them and pushed his way to the front of the group following the mysterious youth. Bulma clung tightly to him with the force of his burst of speed. She was certain she left her stomach far away on the ground when they'd taken off.

***

Everyone landed in various locations around the youth. Vegeta touched down not far from Krillen and Gohan, still keeping a tight grasp on Bulma. He set her down, then put himself in the line of sight of the stranger glancing in their direction. Quickly the lavender haired youth glanced away towards Piccolo, then Gohan.

"Do you really know my dad?" asked Gohan, marching right up to the boy. "Is he all right, is he�"

"Relax� I only just got here myself�" the boy said. "Why don't we all sit down and wait together. You all look thirsty. I have something that can help take care of that�"

"Who the hell are you, punk," Vegeta snapped. "I'm warning you, if you try anything foolish, you'll answer to me! What's your mission here?"

"I'm sorry I can't say," said the boy, looking ashamed.

"Vegeta, calm down! He just saved our asses!" Bulma hissed at him. "The least we can do is just hear him out� and besides, if he gets out of hand we'll blast him right?"

"Right," mumbled Vegeta.

"Relax Vegeta� I'm keeping an eye on him," said Piccolo. "We can't be rude to someone who defeated our worst enemy and has left us untouched. Go on and tell us what you must� if that is your mission� if not, then keep your peace�"

"I'm waiting for Goku, just like you are," said the boy, removing something out of the inner pocket of his Capsule corps jacket. Bulma blinked, walking over towards him in disbelief before Vegeta grabbed her hand and tugged her back to his side.

"Don't be stupid, woman, you have no idea who he is!" Vegeta hissed. "Are you that dumb?"

"Geta-chan, just relax! If he wanted us dead he'd have killed us long ago!" she gritted back. "Besides, look at what he's doing�"

"That's a capsule," Krillen mumbled, watching the boy throw down the small item. Promptly it exploded before them just like any other Hoi poi encapsulated item, leaving a squat object with numerical markings.

"Drinks anyone? It's hot," the boy said, crouching in front of it and swinging it open. Bulma giggled at the collective sigh of relief exuded by everyone.

"Son of a bitch," laughed Yamucha.

"This is ridiculous," Vegeta mumbled. "Just what is he pulling?"

"Oh relax!" Bulma said.

"That's a brand you don't see in west province 439," Gohan said as he rushed over and pointed to the can of soda the boy held out. "Wow!"

"Any Ikaru?" Yamucha asked. He caught the gleaming can that sailed through the air.

"Evian water?" Piccolo said, hiking a brow. A bottled sailed in his general direction, and he snatched it in mid flight. Eagerly cans of grape, orange and gingerale were distributed, along with Budweiser and Killians.

"How can you just SIT here drinking soda like sissies when you don't even know where he comes from? You're all idiots!" Vegeta grumbled. Bulma walked over towards him, and the Prince snorted as he wandered at a distance to make sure she didn't get herself killed.

"My favorite kind!" Bulma squealed, leaning over to grab a Killian's red from the boy's extended hand. "How sweet�"

"Look I don�t' know what your game is, punk, and I don't CARE. You have ten seconds to explain yourself before I get seriously pissed off!" Vegeta snarled at him.

"Vegeta, behave! That's no way to talk to the man who saved our asses so you can wait for Goku!" Bulma snapped at him. "If it wasn't for HIM, there wouldn't be an earth for Goku to return to, and without THAT, you'd be up shits creek!"

"Grrrr," Vegeta snarled. "Stupid� pain in the fucking ass�"

"I'm sorry I can't tell you more�" he apologized. "I'm only here to meet Goku like the rest of you� I've come a long way�"

"Are you an employee of Capsule? That's the jacket we give away at our annual Christmas party!" Bulma said, fingering it appreciatively.

"Um no� not really� just a fan� I mean one of my relatives worked for them at one time� and gave me this jacket�" he said hastily, tracing his toe in the dirt. He averted his gaze from Bulma.

"Hmm, what's your name?"

"I'm sorry I can't tell you that either� I�m on a mission. And if I tell you, Goku's life could be at stake. You have to trust that I want you all to be alive as much as he does. And I'm not going to hurt any of you. I came because Goku needs to get back here� and well�"

"Are you some secret agent then? A mystery man?" Bulma teased, winking at him. "Well if you're a friend of Goku's, I'm sure we can trust you�"

"Yes, actually," he said, blushing. "Where I come from, Goku's a hero. We call him the savior of the earth� that's why I need to talk to him. He's got to help me with� something�"

"This sounds really juicy," Bulma teased.

"Enough of this already," Vegeta growled, pushing ahead of her and nudging her behind him. "I'm getting pretty sick of this game�"

"Vegeta� for the last time� back off!" Bulma whispered.

"Fine. Don't come crying to me if he ends up killing us all," Vegeta growled. "What are YOU looking at, kid?"

"I wondered if you wanted something to drink?" the boy said, looking as if he'd seen a ghost. Vegeta snatched the offered soda from his hand and marched off, growling under her breath. He plunked down on a rock and turned his back.

"You have to excuse him, he's always acting like he's got a bad case of hemorrhoids," Krillen whispered. "It's a royal thing�"

"Um� well I've seen worse� I mean I know someone a lot like him� or someone who I heard was like him," the boy said with a chuckle.

"You look familiar� are you sure we haven't seen each other?" Krillen said, glancing at him.

"Um� no� I don't think so�" he said. "But the Z fighters are known to me� by reputation�"

"Probably heard about us when you met Goku, huh?" Krillen chuckled. "Well did he say anything about a certain bald monk?"

"Well, if you were the one who trained with Goku as a child under master Roshi� yes," said the boy shyly.

"Wow, you DO know Goku�"

"Did he say anything about me?" Yamucha asked, finishing off his beer. The boy handed him another, which he cracked open with glee.

"Yamucha? You're the baseball player? Who doesn't know about you and your batting average?" the boy asked with a sly grin. The kinship that all males who were sports fans broke the ice, and each of the other Z fighters nodded slowly.

"I like this guy already!" Yamucha laughed, slugging the boy on the back. "He's got my favorite beer!"

"You would, you lush," mumbled Bulma under her breath. "Say, I don't mean to be rude, but I can't help but notice something else� I mean you DO seem familiar to me too�"

"I have that kind of face," he chuckled nervously, averting his gaze yet again.

"C'mon and sit down here," Bulma offered. He walked over and sat down on the rock next to Bulma, keeping a discrete distance between them.

"Hey, stop staring will you?" Vegeta snapped. He sauntered over, hands in his pockets as he sat on Bulma's other side, pushing the kid rudely over. Bulma was forced to move to the end, as Vegeta marked his 'territory'.

"I'm sorry sir," the boy said, getting up. He sat down on the rock across from them, nervously fidgeting as if he'd been reamed out by a father figure.

"Vegeta. Be nice!" Bulma snapped, jabbing him in the ribs with an elbow. "Don't mind him. He's just cranky because he doesn't like secret agents�"

"I'm sorry sir, I really am� I um� I just um� like what she's done with her hair that's all," he blurted out.

"Humph, no accounting for taste," Vegeta snorted.

"Hey, lay off her, I think it looks great!" Yamucha blurted out.

"You would, you moron," Krillen mumbled conspiratorially at Tien.

"Don't look now but I think I'm not the only one who can see a triangle forming here, and it's not because I've got more than two eyes," Tien whispered back. "Those two seem pretty much alike�"

"Who?"

"Vegeta and that boy. There's a resemblance� but it's like night and day� yin and yang�"

"Oh yeah� now that you mention it� but Vegeta's got a personality like a bucket of pee, while the kid's a regular Mr. Congeniality�" Krillen commented, draining the last of his grape soda.

"That's not all. Vegeta's acting like he's hated the kid from first sight. Just like he is around Goku�"

"Maybe because the kid went Super Saiyan before him. You know he's pissy about that�" Krillen whispered, stepping on Tien's foot as Vegeta glared at them.

"Knock it off! I know you're whispering about me, so shut up if you want to live!" Vegeta bellowed at them. "And you stop staring at me, you punk!"

"I'm sorry� I just like your shirt� that's all�" said the kid awkwardly.

"Well if you like it THAT much, take the damn thing," Vegeta snarled, starting to unbutton it.

"Don't you DARE!" Bulma squealed. "I paid good money for that!"

"Rrrgh, fine, whatever. Just cut that out before I give you something to REALLY gape at, you annoying little hot shot," Vegeta snorted in the kid's general direction.

"Yes sir, sorry sir," said the boy, curling up and hugging his knees. "It won't happen again� I promise�"

"Humph, it had better not. Now, that's better," Vegeta mumbled. "Some of you should take an example from him. He actually knows how to behave in front of a Prince�"

"Vegeta, that was mean," Bulma whispered. "What do you have against him?"

"I didn't call him a loser, I was simply pointing out they could learn something from him, woman," Vegeta mumbled back. "Besides, he gets under my skin� just like Kakkarot."

"Oh boy here we go again," Krillen groaned dramatically. He nudged his empty can with his toe, rattling it. Vegeta glared at him murderously. Bulma hid her face in embarrassment.

"So� how do you know Goku's coming here?" Bulma asked.

"Don't tell me, you can't tell us, is that it?" Vegeta mocked him.

"It's not been quite two hours yet," said Piccolo. "Give him a break�"

"Well, we'll just wait another few minutes then, okay? I'm sure there's plenty of sodas to last us till then," Bulma said brightly.

"And beer," Yamucha laughed, working on his third.

"Better slow down there, Yami," said Tien. "You know it's been a while since you last�"

"Hey, lighten up. We're all alive, and ding-dong, Freeza's dead! I'm celebrating!" Yamucha said, whacking Tien on the back.

"Get away from me will you," Tien snorted in disgust.

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