| Chains Chapter 11: Rage |
| Author: Selenity Jade Rating: PG-13 Disclaimer: Since I waited over two years to write on this fic again, I highly doubt I'd be making money off of it. ^_~ |
| Vejiita stormed through the ship like a whirlwind of rage. His ki thrashed around him, letting all who saw the damage know that the Saiyajin no Ouji was not in control. Every Saiyajin aboard the ship fled at the sight of him. At the sight of the bending metal around him, the scorch marks on the wall as he passed. One intelligent warrior saw Vejiita and immediately ran to find the only other warrior on the ship strong enough to survive the Prince's rage. And the only one stupid enough to do so. Kakarotto opened his door at the frantic sound of someone hitting the door repetitively. He blinked in surprise at the pale, shaking Saiyajin before him. "Kakarotto!" the large man hissed. "Vejiita-ouji is destroying the ship!" "What? Nappa, what do you mean?" "He's fucking going to kill us all if he doesn't get under control! That's what I mean, you fucking idiot!" Kakarotto had long since gotten used to the insults directed at him, and merely blinked at him before nodding. "Okay." He glanced over his shoulder at his worried mate. "Stay here with Gohan, Chi. I'll be back." He gave her a small smile, and followed after Nappa as they both rushed through the ship towards Vejiita's raging ki. ~~~ The two Saiyajin found him near the rooms of the human man who had boarded the ship not long ago. Kakarotto started in shock as the sight of the furious Saiyajin no Ouji, and cried out, "Vejiita, STOP!" The Prince didn't even appear to hear his sparring partner, and seemed to absently knock in the steel door that led to Yamucha's rooms. The startled human gasped up in shock at the sight of the furious Vejiita, tears going unnoticed on his pale face. "You hurt her," Vejiita snarled almost incomprehensively. There was a very deep rage in his voice, but beneath that a pain, so hidden beneath it only those who had been around the Prince for a long while would have sensed it. And Kakarotto had sensed it. "Vejiita!" he yelled again, stepping over the mangled door. "You can't power up so high here! Vejiita, you're going to destroy the ship!" And finally, the prince turned to regard the only man he allowed near him for any period of time, if only because only Kakarotto could give him a challenge. "Fuck the ship," the enraged Saiyajin stated angrily. "I can find a new one!" "Not if we all *die*, Vejiita-ouji!" The Saiyajin no Ouji paused, a scowl etched on his face. "No one can die," he agreed reluctantly, and Kakarotto knew it was not for any love of his people, but for the single purpose of defeating Furiza. Kakarotto glanced over at the terrified human who hadn't moved from his spot on the bed. "Buruma wouldn't want him dead, Vejiita-ouji," Kakarotto reminded his prince softly. "Whatever you're angry about, I'm sure there are better ways to deal with it." Vejiita snarled at the Saiyajin behind him wordlessly, primatively. He then forced his rage and ki to settle, by sheer will power alone. It almost got away from him and flared once to shatter the lights above him, sending sparks down around him. He took a shuddering breath, forcing that rage and energy into himself as he closed his eyes. For a long moment, no one breathed as they watched the volatile prince settle. Then he opened his onyx eyes, and glared hatefully at Yamucha. "Do not go near her again. If you cause her tears again, I will not wait to rip out your throat, understood?" The nervous nobleman nodded, wisely not wanting to set the powerful prince off again. He had known he was extremely out of line with what he said to Buruma, but he was in love with her, and it hurt so much to hear that she had chosen someone else, anyone else, over him. Vejiita turned to Kakarotto. "Out of the way," he hissed, and brushed by him and Nappa as he left the room, heading towards the rooms they used to spar. Kakarotto followed after him after a quick word to Nappa about having the door on Yamucha's quarters fixed. Vejiita ignored the Saiyajin following him as he entered the ki-shielded room and let loose a powering up scream of rage that shook the entire ship. Kakarotto stopped just inside the room and watched his prince let loose that rage he had been holding. It was more than just Yamucha hurting Buruma, and Kakarotto would bet his life on it. When the Saiyajin no Ouji finally settled into a more sane level of power and anger, Kakarotto walked over to him. "Vejiita-sama, what the hell happened?" The spiky-haired prince growled warningly at his partner. "You and I spar together, Kakarotto, nothing more. I will not discuss my personal life with a low-class moron like you." Kakarotto blinked, and cocked his head. "Chichi is worried about Buruma and talked to her, Vejiita-sama. She says that Buruma is in love with you and it's tearing her up not knowing how you feel." The larger Saiyajin knew his wife would be angry to have Buruma's feelings discussed like this, but he knew that if Buruma was what was bothering his Prince, that perhaps it was best to let him know how she felt. After all, an upset Vejiita no Ouji was a very, very dangerous one. Vejiita turned his head slightly towards Kakarotto. "What?" he asked in confusion. "She loves you. She loves you, and she's scared. That's what is wrong with her, so whatever happened isn't as important as that." The prince blinked slowly, bafflement on his face, and Kakarotto sighed as he felt the anger dissipate more. Then Vejiita looked up into Kakarotto's eyes. "Love does not exist." ~~~ Buruma curled up on the couch, precariously balancing the laptop on the arm of it. She had gotten over her crying fit, finally having realized that Yamucha was just hurt and angry. What she did... while not the wisest thing for someone of her station to do; it was something that she couldn't regret, despite her words to Vejiita. She glanced up as the door swished open to find Kakarotto carrying an unconscious Vejiita over one shoulder. They both looked badly injured, though Kakarotto less so than Vejiita. He smiled wearily at her. "Hi, Buruma." She suddenly stood up, knocking her laptop onto the cushion. "What happened? Is Vejiita alright? I felt a shudder earlier but I ran into a Saiyajin and he said it was simply someone powering up in the training room!" She rushed over to Vejiita and Kakarotto, deeply concerned about Vejiita. Kakarotto grinned slightly. "Don't worry, it's fine now. He was very angry and kind of shook the ship a bit. Nothing to worry about," the Saiyajin stated in his unconcerned voice. There was no need to worry the Princess, and Kakarotto wasn't stupid enough to do so against what he knew would be his Prince's wishes. "Put him in bed," Buruma ordered, scowling and pushing the button to open the door to Vejiita's bedroom. Kakarotto complied and gently set the smaller warrior on the clean bed. He stepped back as he watched Buruma rush to his side to gauge the seriousness of his injuries. "He's fine, Buruma," Kakarotto reassured. "He's just exhausted. We were sparring for over twelve hours with a lot of power. All his injuries are minor bruises and scrapes, and a cracked rib. He'll be fine." Buruma looked up at the taller Saiyajin in worry. "I hope so." Kakarotto nodded. "He will. Saiyajin are strong healers when we get injured." She sighed, turning her eyes to the battered Prince. "Why did you two go so all out?" Kakarotto hesitated. "Buruma, did you and he have a fight before he left?" She blinked, glancing up. "I... Sort of a misunderstanding, I guess." He nodded. "Perhaps that is why. He will have to be the one to tell you, if he chooses." The Princess of Earth frowned reprovingly at Kakarotto. "What happened?" she demanded firmly. She was not about to let the Saiyajin off. If something happened to Vejiita because of her, she had a right to know! He fidgeted and sighed. "He... was so angry, he was destroying parts of the ship with his ki. I talked him down long enough to go to a training room, so nothing permanent happened." She frowned. "Why was he angry?" Kakarotto smiled in relief. "That I don't know. He wouldn't tell me." Luckily he didn't have to tell her about the run in with Yamucha. She didn't want her angry with Vejiita after all. It might make things worse. She cursed, and crossed her arms. "Fine. Thanks for bringing him back, Kakarotto. I'm sure Chichi is worried about you, maybe you should go see if she's okay." He nodded eagerly. "Yeah, she needs to rest again. Gohan is wearing her out so soon after the difficult birth." "Then go. And..." She hesitated. "Thank you, Kakarotto." He paused on his way out of the bedroom, glancing back at her. "For what, Buruma?" She smiled sadly. "For stopping him." He nodded. "Of course," he acknowledged reluctantly, and then he was gone. Buruma stared down at the prince with pained eyes, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest. She stared at him for a long moment without moving and then ever so slowly brushed her hand over his spiky hair. "Vejiita, you fool," she murmured sadly and pulled away. She left the room to retrieve some first aid supplies, and came back moments later. She then painstakingly cleaned each and every gash from the biggest one just under his fourth rib to the tiniest scratch on his lip. She then put the first aid kit beside the bed on the floor. She then turned to glance once more at the prince she had given her body to, and gasped when she saw that his eyes were open. And he was staring straight at her. |
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