Don't Hate Me Yet

Disclaimer: AU fic. This is my first DBZ fiction, so please be gentle -- but still let me know if you think it sucks or something -- just tell me why you think that. Oh, and I don't own any DBZ character. Though if I could I would sooo claim Trunks. He's such a little hottie ^.^ yeah, okay, I'm done now, please let me know what you think!

Chapter One

As always, the traders were waiting to bring out their most prized slaves. A hush fell over the crowd as the first few slaves were lead out. Most were women, but a few young boys stood before them. The bidding began at such high prices only the elite were left standing about the stage. Among them were the two wealthiest Saiyans on the planet. Along side them were their sons and mates.

"Goku I don't understand why we need to get our son a slave for his birthday. Have you forgotten that most slaves now are humans? I will not have my people being enslaved in my own household!" A woman with black hair and eyes whispered, never taking her eyes off the platform.

"Come on Chi-Chi, don't over react. It's his nineteenth birthday. According to tradition, he should have gotten one as soon as he turned eighteen. But knowing how you feel about it, I put him off for another year. And you know they would be treated fare better at our home then anywhere else. They would be more like a permanent guest then a slave With us." Goku explained calmly, wrapping one of his big arms around his mate's shoulders. In his culture, when a boy reached a man's age, he was given his first slave. Though he did not like the idea of slavery, or the old traditions, he know any slave bought by them would be fare better off with them rather then with another family.

"Father, have you seen Trunks? Vegeta finally agreed to get him a new slave last week. He said he'd come by to help me out while he was looking for his own." At the sound of Gotan's voice, Goku snapped out of his thoughts. Smiling down at his youngest son he shook his head no.

Seconds later Gotan found himself in a headlock, growling, he broke free of it and kicked his purple haired attacker in sid side. A grin stretched both men's mouths. "It's about time Trunks! Where the hell have you been?"

Trunks shrugged his shoulders and flicked a strand of his pale white/purple hair from his piercing blue eyes. "Convincing dad that I wasn't going to let this slave run away like the last one. I mean, come on, was it my fault the woman went screaming into the night ranting about perverted ghosts? I think not! Now I ask you, is it fair that I was blamed just because I fit the woman's description exactly?"

they both burst into laughter in some strange, male bonding moment that even Goku was hard pressed to understand. The commotion on the platform had them sobered up rather quickly however.

A young women with dark blond hair that was bound at the base of her neck and the ends was being pulled out by two of the traders' strongest guards. Strangely enough, she wasn't breathtakingly beautiful like the others had been. She was pretty in a plain kind of way, but nothing more. This caught everyone's interest. For everyone knew that if a slave taken out this late was not beautiful, they were ether important human rebels, or very powerful.

"Lords and ladies, I have two very special items here this evening." the women seemed to take offence from being called and item for she started struggling anew, the auctioneer grinned and continued "I have here two of the lead suicide assassins the humans have scattered across the world." he waited for the gasps and cheers to die down before he motioned for the other slave to be brought out.

Everyone waited in silence to see the other slave. When a slender women with pail green skin, pointed ears and deep purple eyes stepped out, the bidders were silent. The women was obviously half namek, not to mention drop dead gorgeous. "Let us start the bidding at --"

"Oh, lets not." A sarcastically sweet voice stated. While all eyes had been on her partner, the blond haired women had escaped her captures and bindings. Her golden brown eyes flashed fire as she formed an energy ball in her hands. "Lets try this instead. You let my friend go, and I won't start killing everyone."

"Lynn, what the hell are you doing?! This isn't what we --"

"Zlata, want to check out the power radiating out of the first row love? With those kinds of fighters, we stand little chance to none in completing this mission with success." Lynn asked, sarcasm and cynicism dripping from each word. When she heard her partner gasp, she nodded her head in a 'I told you so' manner. "Now then, where was I? Oh yes! Let my friend go, and no one gets hurt!"

The four power sources she had sensed just moments ago jumped on the platform at exactly the same time. Three of them had black hair and eyes like most saiyans, but one had light purple hair and blue eyes. Blinking a few times, Lynn strolled over to the purple haired warrior and pulled on a strand of his hair. "Is this real?"

The man looked dumfounded and could only node as Lynn tugged on his hair gently. She was so close to him he could smell her. Lavender and spearmint. It suits her. As he reached up to grasp her wrist, she jumped away, flinching as her partner's voice began to rise in anger.

"Lynn! Focus please! I swear your like a child sometimes! There are times when I think your just going to run off in the middle of a fight because you see something shinny."

Lynn stuck her tong out at her friend and made a face. "Fine, point taken. Your more adult. However, we both know who wins in the fighting contest, don't we?"

"As entertaining as your little argument is, I thought we were about to engage in a little battle, yes?" The older saiyan with the slight recessive hairline asked, his tone both arrogant and cold.

"Now Vegeta, lets talk this out before --"

"Shut your mouth Kakarot! These humans --"

"Half humans." Both women said at the same time. Zlata gestured to her pointed ears which stuck out of her silver hair, wail Lynn pointed down to the light brown tail wrapped about her waist.

Vegeta grunted and waved his hand in an imperial manner. As he did so, two women climbed up onto the platform. "Vegeta! You know Goku is right about this. You need to talk with --"

"Woman, you have no business being here! Once this fight starts, I will not be responsible for what happens to you! Do you understand me? Now get back to the house where you belong and leave this to the men!"

"Welleverever! Chi-Chi, you had better make room for me at your place. I refuse to live with someone who thinks a woman's place is 'at home' as he so crude up it. And to think I've spent the best years of my life with you and have given you three children!"

"Bulma, do not try to anger me any --"

"Anger you? Anger YOU?!"

As the argument continued, Zlata and Lynn began to slowly edge their way from the crowd of people. When they were at the edge of the platform, Zlata let out a loud gasp. Lynn's head shot up at the sound. One of the guards held and energy ball to her head.

"You two are more trouble then your worth." the man spat just as he pushed the ball closer to Zlata's head.

"And your a dead man walking." before the last word was said, Lynn sent a energy beam through the hand the guard had by her partners head. He cried out in pain and staggered back. Blood pored from where his hand had once been. The man screamed out once again as a scalding hot sensation shot up his arm all the way to his brain. Moments later his head imploded, covering those around him in blood.

A cold smile touched Lynn's face as she licked the blood from her fingers. "So, your blood runs just as red as ours, and spills just as simply too. The spilling of blood is how the war was started. It will be how it ends as well. You 'nobles' sell my people like cattle and treat them even worse. Know this, we have not forgotten who started this war. This was our planet. And one day, it will be soin. in. You may kill us today, but mark my words, there will be others!"

Forming two gold energy balls in her hands, Lynn flicked her writs and squeezed them tightly. Two golden blades appeared where the energy had been. Her once golden eyes were now black along with her hair. "Looks like play times over...."