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Learning the Truth
By : PrinceJiita
Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male
Views: 2616 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, I make no money from this Fic - Chapter List
The Prince of All Saiyajin paced up and down in his room. What was going on? This was the second time the retard had failed to show up for their usual spar. Not that he cared much what that Low Class was doing, but it bugged him that he missed his training. Vegeta had prepared a little surprise for Kakarot, a new move he was sure would have caught the other off guard, and now he had been robbed of the opportunity. With a low growl he left the room to go to the GR, to at least get some work out.
In the hallway he ran into Bulma. One look at the saiyajin told her he was not in the best of moods. Thinking about it, he never seemed to be lately. She had talked to Yamcha about that only last night. Shortly after Trunks had been born she and Vegeta had fallen apart and she had returned her affections to Yamcha. Vegeta seemed to have no problem with that.
“What’s up with you lately?” she now asked the prince.
“None of your business.”
“Of course. But I’m surprised to see you back so early. Usually when you spar with Goku you are not back before 10 p.m.!”
“He didn’t show. He didn’t show last time either.” growled the unnerved prince. The woman was always so nosey.
“Oh, then that must be because of that new job Chichi found him.She told me the other day that she finally had found something he was good at.” Vegeta frowned at her words. He had never understood why Kakarot put up with the harpy. Never had he seen her doing anything than scold the Saiyajin, never had he heard her voice being anything but shrill or disgusted.
“And what would that be? What could the baka be good at?”
“Chichi didn’t say, but he seems to make good money now. She told me of all the new additions to the house.” Bulma shrugged. “I think it is not a desk job ‘cause I can’t see Goku in an office all day!” She laughed as she passed Vegeta.
Vegeta stood in the hallway for a while. So that was why Kakarot missed their spars. He had a job. ‘He could at least have called me.’ he thought. Well, if Kakarot didn’t think he needed to inform the prince, the prince would show Kakarot how wrong he was. And he would do it right where Kakarot spend most of his time now, at his workplace!
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Vegeta waited in the dark of a street corner, his Ki surpressed and hidden. It had been three hours since Kakarot had entered that strange place. Originally Vegeta had planned to burst in twenty minutes after Kakarot had closed the door behind himself, dressed in black leather pants and a long black coat. At first Vegeta had been surprised by the clothes but then he remembered that Kakarot could hardly go to work in his gi. He had to fit in with the puny humans around. Although to Vegeta’s eyes, Kakarot could never look like a human. Especially not in his SSJ1 form. Kakarot had decided to keep that form permanently for a while now, saying it felt much more natural to him now.
Vegeta had changed his plan to enter the building after seeing a few humans enter the place. Loud music could be heard everytime the door opened. The humans had all been dressed in a rather strange way. Most were wearing black leather of some sort. So Vegeta had assumed that the place was some kind of nightclub. That would also explain why Kakarot had left so late for his job.
‘Damned, I want to know now what is going on in there!’ he thought. But he would stand out like a pink walrus between white mice if he entered the place looking like he did now, in his normal Saiyan armour.
A man about his size passed him, looking like one of the other visitors to the club. Vegeta didn’t hesitate. He reached out and pulled the man into the dark alley behind him. A light hit to the neck and the human went down, unconcious. Vegeta frowned, but then he got to work. After five minutes he had undressed the man and changed.
He growled and ascended to Super Saiyajin. He put on his dark glasses to hide his eyes and surpressed his Ki again. With a stern expression of determination he crossed the street and opened the door.
TBC...
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