"Oh no! No no no. I'll get you for that one!" Kakarott yelled as Chatsu laughed.

"Sorry buddy!" He pulled all of the lighter stones toward himself in a win.

"Damn it! Damn you!"Kakarott grinned despite his words as he reached for the bottle of liquid that he and Liena had been nursing all evening long.

"Whoa Kakarott, you better hold up on that wine buddy. You're not gonna make it home as it is!" Chatsu grabbed the bottle and slid it over to himself. He'd had a bit, but not so much as these two.

Liena giggled. "Aw but he's so cute when he's intoxicated!!" her tail lashed to and fro as she spoke, her eyes glazed over.

Kakarott pulled an odd face. "Hey, I can't be.. cute. I'm a strong warrior. They're all afraid of me!" He laughed, seeming to forget his own words even as they left his mouth. "Even you!" he pointed a swaying finger to Liena, his eyes fighting to focus.

"Afraid? Scared?" She barked a laugh and stood, scowling. "Well then! I bet that you can't... wait." Liena too was having trouble with words. "I bet I can scare you!" she finished with a jabbing finger of her own.

Chatsu watched in amusment. He was utterly glad he hadn't had so much to drink. This would make great blackmail material for the morning.

Kakarott grinned, his eyes half lidded "Try it." he drawled smugly.

Liena raised both brows. She grinned as she proceeded with the order. She sat right in his lap, lifting one leg to cross over the other as her lips pulled into a smirk.

Kakarott looked suprized for a second, then drew his brows together. "That's not scary, Liena." somehow he managed through the sentence without slurring, though his half lidded eyes dialated as he spoke.

Liena seemed to 'pout', and think for a moment. Finally, she sat up a bit more straight, her face lit with an apparent idea. In a brazen maneuver that was very unlike her, she leaned in an bit the inside of his neck. Even after the act, Liena leaned back to watch for his reaction, a sly look still plastered across her face

Kakarott stared ahead blankly for a second. "Uh. N-no." he stuttered for a secon, but became more serious when he saw her victorious face. "Nope. That did far less than scare me." He slurred.

Chatsu wondered if he was catching on to the fact that the "less scared" he was, the "more' he got. He was also beginning to wonder if he'd have to leave these two alone soon.

Liena scowled again. She levitated off his lap and flew above his head. The she crossed her legs, and proceeded to 'sit' on his head, using her Ki energy to keep her form just above him. Her tail coiled around his neck. How she managed to sucessfully use Ki when intoxicated was beyond Chatsu.

Kakarott had no time to react to this one, his face contorted into a mixture of surprize and dizzyness. Chatsu had just about fallen off of his chair laughing, and was on his way to the floor when the door to Liena's room opened...

"Hey guys why are you all in- what the hell is going on?" Kijah exclaimed. Had she not have left her armor in her quarters, she would have dropped it right then and there.

Chatsu sat up from the ground, still laughing. "Hello gorgeous!"

Liena waved from her 'seat' on Kakarott's head and Kakarott, concentrating on not 'dropping her', waved as well.

Kijah looked at the three and knew there was only one explanation for this. "You're all intoxicated."

She made an odd face at Chatsu, who was gawking at her from the floor. She was wearing her warm up outfit, which wasn't much more that a loose fitting short shirt, and tight cut-off pants.

Kijah shook her head, obviously suprized at their actions. The entire night had been filled with new experiences and crazy sites. She sat herself in Chatsu's old chair, still looking around. "Hey, hand me that bottle would ya?"

Chatsu grinned and did so.

She smelled it and recoiled. "Oh, you morons. What is this?" She exclaimed.

"It's my recipe!" Liena yelled. "It helps me and all of us to be good friends together! " She patted Kakarott on his spiky hair, not noticing the grin on his face. A moment her face went blank, and she nearly fell off of her 'perch'.

Kijah looked down a bit to see that he had a hold of, and was lightly petting the tail that was around his neck. Liena shifted quickly and made her way back down to the floor. She wobbled a bit, her tail flailing for balance once out of Kakarott's grip, and sat heavily in the chair she'd started in.

Kijah shook her head and snorted at that, holding back her own laughter as best she could. She had to admit, it was funny, and good blackmail material for later on!

She then felt an odd sensation around her stomach. Kijah looked down to see a tail around her waist. Brows drawing down in thought, she shifted her own behind her, and it merely thunked into something. 'Not my tail.' she thought.

"You sure you don't want anything to drink?" A low voice drawled right into her ear.

Kijah jumped out of her skin. She'd completely forgotten that Chatsu had been sprawled on the floor behind her. How dare he! "Not on my life. I do not want anything that you've had. Anything to make you act like a child. I suggest you remove your tail before I do something painful to it." her teeth ground as she spoke, causing her voice to meld easily with a growl.

Meanwhile, Liena had crawled under the table, doing her best to get away from Kakarott as he tried to get to her tail again.

"I hate to tell you this, but I haven't had anything to drink this evening. And, if you want my tail off your waist, you'll just have to remove it yourself." Chatsu drawled again, right into her ear.

That got a rough, low growl out of her. "You'd better watch it! I'd have to be drunk before I did such a thing!" she flicked a glance to Liena and Kakarott, who obviously were off in their own little world. She silently wondered if Liena would remember it at all. Either way, she would, and that all that's counted.

Chatsu smirked. He'd gotten a growl out of her again. This was about the best time he'd ever had. He slowly unwarapped his tail from her waist and stood behind her, wondering what she was going to do next.

Kijah movd away from him quickly. She turned and glared into Chatsu's light eyes, and then stormed out the door. "See you in the morning, Liena."

Chatsu watched her leave before flicking a glance to Kakarott and Liena, who were play wrestling by now. Growls and hisses were about all he heard. "Good eve you two. Don't do anything you'll regret in the morning!" he winked, saluted, and was off to persue his own prey.

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She could barely make out what was going on. All she knew was that he was wrong, and she needed to punish him! Though the punishments she had in mind were fast mingling with other thoughts that had the hair on her tail standing on end.

Liena smirked at her own thoughts as she pinned Kakarott. Her face was a mask of victory as she did so, sitting with a straight backed posture, staring down at him with glazed, yet sharp eyes.

In the back of Liena's mind, (the slightly less intoxicated part) she knew that what she was doing was out of pure instinct. She knew she had Kakarott's scent, and was not hesitating to act on the feeling.

Though one little section of her brain did worry as to whether he felt the same way.

The little section was blocked out as a low, menacing growl came from his throat. Liena grinned, bit the source of the growl stood, practically leaping to find herself a temporary hiding place. She knew it was her turn to be chased.

She also knew where this feral game would lead and wasn't about to question the consequences.

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He sat up and sunk low, an exact copy of his hunting crouch, and made no sound as he searched for her ki.

Kakarott smirked as he found it. He noticed she wasn't making an attempt to escape, so he bobbed his head as his eyes focusing on her form, took a breath, and pounced.

Kakarott landed on top of her, pinning her arms and legs, and using his tail to secure her legs as she could easily slip out. She put up much more of a fight than he had, though. He growled and fought her down as they wrestled.

This went on for a few more minutes. There were no words, only the instinctive, ritualistic growling tones. This 'game' was used amongst mostly all Saiyans. It was a 'mating ritual' of sorts, and being that the two were intoxicated brought it out more.

They would fight until one established dominance, (this could be either male or female. It varied widely) and then mate.

The two struggled as it seemed to be an even match. Liena fought from underneathe his hold, but he only slammed her and pinned her again, growling. They both caught their breath for a second, just staring at one another.

He went for her neck but she pulled away, obviously still not ready to give up. In reply to that, he growled deeply, baring his teeth at her.

Finally, figuring her own defeat, Liena laid back and didn't move away from him. He bit hard into her neck, running his tongue over the deep indentation.

Liena made no sound, though it took about every nerve in her body to prevent it. He pulled back to look her in the eyes as if waiting for her to try again, but she didn't.

Liena still made no sound and did not attempt to retaliate. She knew her 'place' for the evening.

The only settling detail left in the back of her mind was that she had other chances, if she chose to try, on other matings. And she definately intended to try.

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" -well then that's all they'll need! Enough with the mid eve interruptions, commander!"

Bulma sat up groggily in the bed and looked around. She squinted at the glow from the huge message board, and barely made out the pointy haired form of her husband.

"Vegeta, why are you up so late?" she asked softly. She heard the chair turn and slam around a bit as he got up. Maybe it hadn't been the right thing to ask.

"They heard rumors that the warriors got the full day off tomorrow. The morons decided to page me to find out. Do you think I'd be such an idiot as to get up in the middle of the evening to make an idle call?" Vegeta was still yelling as he stood next to the bed.

Bulma layed back and turned her back to Vegeta. "No. No, you would never be such an idiot Vegeta." She said in a sardonic tone.

"I believe you are the idiot for speaking to me like that in the middle of the night." The loud, deep voice echoed inside of her ear, as he had been within millimeters of it.

She felt the thump of his tail on her hip as he layed above the covers, his back to her.

'What a little baby! How does he even manage a kingdom? How will he ever manage a child of his own.?' Bulma's thoughts wandered, and then stopped when she hit the thought of a child.

"Oh stop thinking of such things and get to sleep woman!" Vegeta's voice sounded again, this time muffled by his back.

Bulma cursed to herself, forgetting that he could easily read her thoughts if she left them out in the open. Eventually she drifted easily once again, dreaming of wild tailed children who could blow up entire planets on their own whim.

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She dropped onto the bed and sighed deeply.

What an evening. What an evening.

Kijah looked around her quarters, her gaze falling upon her broken armor. The old heavy armor she'd loved so much. Her lips pursed lightly in what might have been a frown.

She sighed again, reminding herself that it had been used for the best reason possible. Her look fell upon the brand new, bright red trimmed Queen's guard armor. This made her smile to herself.

Kijah sighed and curled up in bed. She snorted to herself as she thought of Kakarott and Liena. Her friend would have alot to say in the morning.

"So will you."

Kijah shot straight up into the air and nearly impaled the cieling of her room with her own head. "What-"

She looked all around and saw nothing, then two huge arms clamped around her upper torso and drifted her back down to her bed.

Kijah struggled and kicked as best she could, but her legs were secured, and she knew who was holding her. She recognised Chatsu's scent.

"Get off you moron!" She growled deeply and struggled as they landed on the bed

"Just stop it Kijah! We both know its useless to fight it." Chatsu said softly into her thick, blue based hair.

Kijah shivered, and immediately covered it up with a scream "Chatsu! Get-" She erupted into a barrage of growls and curses that Chatsu had never heard in his life before.

He slipped his tail tight around her legs and held on for his life. For he knew if she got loose....

Kijah slipped a leg out, kicked him hard in the shin, and broke free.

He sat up on the bed and blocked the ki blast she had sent towards him. When he got a look at her he had to fight a laugh.

Her black eyes were flashing like lightning, and her tail was so fluffed it was about 3 times normal size. Her hair had even gained some volume.

"Get out of my quarters! There is nothing for us to 'fight', especially since you're obviously intoxicated!" Kijah stood her ground.

"Kij, I told you I haven't had anything to drink." He said, waiting for her to yell more. He had a plan this time.

"Chatsu, I said out and I mean it! I have alot of training to do tomorrow." She growled at him again, this time baring her teeth.

"We have a half day tomorrow. We all get the morning off. " he started, but stopped as her growl got worse. Now time to put the plan in motion

"Fine. " He spat and stood. Kijah looked a bit suprized at his easy defeat, but scowled over it.

Chatsu walked past her and stopped, a wicked grin pulling across his face.

Kijah wheeled and looked at him "What?"

His tail lifted and slipped around hers, sliding slowly up to the base. "I forgot to tell you Kij." he said softly as he stepped to her, his tail slipped closer and closer to the base of hers.

Kijah stood rigidly, fighting the pleasure that was coursing through her as he spoke. She felt the adrenaline beginning to rise, and the feelings she'd been supressing surfacing.

He stepped right in front of her, his face inches from hers. As his tail finally reached the base of hers and circled it slowly, he finished "I was promoted to Royal guard trainer. Which means-" his eyes traveled up and down her face once over. "-we'll be seeing alot more of each other than you may like, Ki-chan " he leaned in and nipped the inside of her neck, even taking the chance at a few more tastes. Chatsu knew it was a risk to take, but he was more than willing to take it.

Kijah was caught up in the whirlwind of her tail, and her neck, and.... something finally snapped as she wrenched her neck and backed up.

She lashed her tail free and took his shoulders. Kijah planted her feet firmly and spun, slamming him onto the bed, and pinning him down. "Do not-" she growled deeply "-call me that."

Chatsu was suddenly torn. He had no idea what was going on. Did she want a battle, or-

His questions were answered when he heard nothing more than a growl from her. He felt her tail pulling the same trick he'd just pulled, and realized just how wicked he'd just been.

She sat there looking down at him for a second, and then snorted, and leaned in to bite his neck.

He let out a short sound as she did so, as she had bitten him quite hard. Then he almost jumped as he felt her tongue slide over the same area.

His mind was torn as to where to concentrate, and he flicked it to her as she rose from his neck, and stared at him again. Her face pulled a smug grin. She shifted and backed off of him, letting him sit up.

"I- I mean. I guess this means I can stay?" He said.

Kijah grinned once again, not only had she removed that smug look from his face, but he was stuttering! It was obvious that she'd 'won the evening', and she was quite proud of that.

Chatsu looked utterly confused as she sat there grinning at him. Her tail lashed forward once again and took ahold of his. "Oh..." he replied, taking that as an invitation to stay right where he was.

His eyes rolled back into his head as he let out a short groan, and Kijah then took it upon herself to remove anything in the way of her destination.