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To Win A Royal Heart By Kami Kaze Part 4 Bardock stood with his arms crossed, his face showing no emotion as Goku won the first fight in less than a minute. Kyotsu, a tall muscled man who outweighed Goku by at least a hundred pounds, went down like a sack of rocks by one punch of Goku’s fist. The second fight, Goku had blocked and sent the man’s own ki ball right back at him, blowing off the man’s arm. With his own ki! Now Goku stood on the sidelines, the doctors surrounding him, obviously not finding a thing wrong with him, and all Bardock could wonder was where the hell this man had come from. His thoughts wandered as he watched the man, painfully aware of the extreme likeness between them. This agitated Bardock, though he had yet to say anything to Goku about it. Bardock knew every man in his family line, and Goku wasn’t one of them. How was it that he and this man looked so…identical? Not even his own son, Radditz, looked as much like him as Goku did. Though his infant son had shown promise to look more like him, but Bardock wouldn't find out until the boy returned from his mission. "Hn." He said, guarding his features as Goku was released from the doctors and had began walking back towards him. Goku came to stand next to him quietly, and he pondered the swell of pride he suddenly felt for the other man. "One more fight, then?" Goku asked, his eyes lifting upwards to stare directly into the dark glossy depths of prince Vegeta’s eyes. Goku shivered softly at the frown he received, one that he knew meant Vegeta was appraising him, sizing him up. A glance to the side found him staring into much harsher eyes, those of Vegeta’s father. The King broke eye contact with him as he leaned over to say something to a large man standing just off to the side. Goku’s eyes bulged. "HEY! Is that Nappa up there?" He asked out loud before he realized it. Bardock looked at him with mild surprise. "Of course it is. You know Nappa? That’s good, since you’re going to get your ass beat into the ground by him in a few minutes." Goku grinned ferally, and Bardock couldn’t help but fall back a step at the ambitious glaze in the man’s eyes that looked nearly euphoric. "NAPPA is Vegeta’s guard? This will be much easier than I thought!" Goku quipped with a laugh, slapping the top of his thigh. He paused and glanced at his father, who was looking at him as if he were crazy. "Eh….I mean…" He laughed nervously, his hand sliding behind his head to rub the back of his neck. He was saved when his name was suddenly called out from the middle of the arena. It was time. Goku rushed off towards the battle area, his eyes once again lifting to meet those of Vegeta’s; Vegeta leaned against the balcony looking down at him with curiosity that seemed to burn right through him. Nappa walked confidently down the steep staircase that led from the royal balcony down to the arena floor while Goku took his position and waited, his excitement growing by the minute. He would be meeting Vegeta very soon! -------------- Nappa stood opposite of Goku, smirking, his right fist smacking into his left threateningly. "You think you stand a chance against me, huh?" He asked, taking a step forward, his smirk unwavering. Goku simply smiled, then crouched low; Nappa did the same as he lifted a hand, motioning for Goku to take the first shot. The earth-saiyan shrugged lightly before launching himself into the air, slamming his foot into Nappa’s jaw, ignoring the man’s hiss of pain and the sickening crack of his jaw. Goku landed softly behind the larger saiyan warrior, awaiting the man’s attack, which came quite quickly. With a howl of rage, Nappa swung his fist, nearly unbalancing himself after Goku’s quick dodge; Goku acted immediately, landing a series of harsh jabs to Nappa’s ribcage before shooting high into the air, Nappa hot on his heels. As they ascended, punches and kicks were exchanged, though only one managed to get past Goku’s defenses, yet all of his landed precisely. They battled high above the arena floor, the air around them charged with not only their own exerted energy, but with the crowd’s, which was roaring loudly in excitement. Goku blurred, appearing behind Nappa, lifting his arms and bringing them down with crushing force into the man’s back. Nappa grunted, sailing downwards to the arena floor where he crashed right through six feet or more; Goku took that moment to look around him, and much to his surprise, found himself just feet from Vegeta, the prince’s eyes narrowed suspiciously at him. He was forced to break the eye contact when with a roar, Nappa flew up at him from the crater his body had created. A small ki blast shot towards him, and he effortlessly knocked it aside, not worrying too much about the damage it did to the building. ‘I’m getting tired of this, it’s stupid to even play this charade, though I know I have to for a reason. But now It’s time to end this test.’ Goku thought silently. He powered up slightly and dove towards the enraged Nappa, blurring in and out before appearing in front of the large man. One punch to the jaw. One kick to the stomach. A ki blast to the chest. Nappa sailed limply towards the ground where his body fell into the same crater he had made minutes before. *** Vegeta stood, watching with detached interest; these tests had never amused him much, but it was something that he, the Prince of Vejita-sei, had to attend. He let his eyes wander across the training arena, picking out the participants and betting with himself that at least 7 of them wouldn’t pass the first test. ‘Where is the 8th warrior, though?’ He asked himself, his eyes narrowing into fine slits as he let his gaze wander around once more before it landed upon Bardock. ‘Ah, Bardock. Now there’s one that needs to be retested. He is far too good of a fighter to be a mere third class. I’ve seen him fight on a few missions for Freeza, and he’s not only an excellent fighter, but cunning, also.’ He frowned suddenly, blinking as he seen two of Bardock. "What the…" Vegeta said out loud, leaning forward slightly. His mind went blank as he stared at the tall spiky haired man standing next to Bardock; the two men nearly looked like twins, though he noted immediately that the other man seemed to have a much softer nature about him, and the difference was obvious just looking at the different light behind each man’s eyes. Vegeta pursed his lips, rubbing his chin. He knew Bardock had only two sons, Radditz and Kakarotto. Radditz he himself knew quite well, unfortunately; the young man drove him insane sometimes. As for Kakarotto, Vegeta had never laid eyes on him, as he was sent to another planet shortly after birth. Not to mention that the child was only a young teenager by now, and this man was surely older than Bardock by at least a few years, if not more. Perhaps Bardock had an older brother? Vegeta gave a mental shrug. ‘All I know is that he must be the 8th warrior here for testing.’ He watched the man closely, frowning the entire time. There was something strange about the man… something not quite right, and Vegeta didn’t like the feeling he got. This man would pass the first test. And the second; but the third? Vegeta glanced past his father to his long-time bodyguard, Nappa. ‘Now there’s an idiot if there has ever been one. Excellent fighter, but no brain what so ever. Will that strange man be able to defeat him?’ His musings were interrupted by his father. "Vegeta. Who is that man with Bardock?" The King asked, his own eyes staring down upon the man with interest. "I don’t know, Father. Perhaps Bardock’s older brother? I’m not sure. Is he one of the testers, do you think?" "Mmm." King Vegeta answered with a nod. ‘Thought so. The fights are about to start, lets see what he’s...’ his thought disappeared as the man lifted his head to stare into the prince’s eyes. Vegeta’s heart seemed to stop as the man held his gaze, dark pools of liquid tenderness reaching out to brush lightly against his soul. Vegeta shivered softly after the man turned away, earning a glare from Bardock as it was obvious the man had been too busy staring at him to hear Bardock’s words. He would definitely be watching this man closely. Vegeta was rewarded not long after that thought, as Goku began his first fight, that ended just after it had begun. He was mildly surprised, but excited by the promise this man might hold. The second fight found Vegeta nearly shocked as the man had blown his opponents arm off with the other man’s own ki blast. Once again, the fight lasted less than a minute. Now Nappa would have to fight the mysterious man; for some reason, Vegeta shivered again. "Well, he’s a good fighter it seems, but he’s nothing compared to me. I’ll show him a real fight, your majesty." Nappa boasted as he descended the steps. Vegeta simply ignored him, and watched as the fight began; it had started out simply enough, but it was obvious to Vegeta that the other man had quite a bit of power behind him. The crowd went wild as both men flew into the air, rising higher and higher, their punches and kicks fast and hard. Suddenly Nappa was sent hurdling down into the ground, a large cloud of dust exploding into the air around them. Vegeta watched silently as the man in the air turned, meeting his gaze once more. ‘Who IS this man, he acts as if he knows me, but that’s impossible. Aside from his resemblance to that third class Bardock, I do not recognize him…and I KNOW I’d remember him. His power…while it doesn’t feel extremely high, it has a unique flavor to it… almost exotic…’ He blinked, snapping out of his dazed thoughts as he heard Nappa roar and watched the man deflect his second ki blast of the day. This one he simply knocked off in the other direction where it slammed into the balcony on the opposite side of where Vegeta sat. There were a few screams, but most had seen it coming and had moved out of the way. Vegeta looked back to the fight just in time to see the most amazing thing. The man dove towards Nappa, inflicting three hits. A punch, a kick and a ki blast. And then it was over, Nappa was down. The strange man hadn’t even broken a sweat, though Vegeta was sure no one else had noticed, they were too excited, stomping and yelling like idiots. Vegeta narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms as the man was named the winner. "The winner, Goku!" The announcer yelled, lifting the man’s arm in the air. "Well, well, well. Looks as if you have a new defender, son." King Vegeta said before he stood, clapping lazily at the great show of power. Guest Main Page / Chapter 3 / Chapter 5 |