Breaking Limits: A DBZ Fan-fic

Chapter 19

Oolong thought he knew fear. He thought he had experienced it all. The three he was kidnapped by where pretty scary. Especially Sarada. She scared him to no end. Just one look was enough for him to feel his bladder giving up. One look is enough to send a chill down his spine. One look is enough to make all the blood drain from his face and sweat pool under him. He thought that was the worst fear. It had been the worst he had felt.

Until now.

He should've just went to bed. That's what he planned on doing until Kakarot told him about the dragon balls and it what they did. Fascinating. Did seven glass balls really have the power to summon a wish granting dragon? He was skeptical. Such a thing could not exist, but what if it was real? He could wish for a harem. An obedient harem. A harem that respected and cared for him like a woman should. The thought of his paradise made him drool. At some point too much blood rushed to his face and he suffered a nose bleed. He would be in heaven if he got his wish. But he knew for a fact that he would not get his wish if he stuck to the three crazy people he was with. He needed to steal the balls for himself. He would take the five they already have and hunt down the other two using that tracking device they had. He just needed to get them asleep. Being the con artist he was he came up with a fool proof plan. He just so happened to have some sleeping powder strong enough to easily knock out an elephant. As strong as those three were there was no way they could resist the drug..

He thought wrong. The second he presented the orange juice to the group he was dead. Sarada shot him a look. It wasn't her normal calm yet sadistic look. No. The look in her eyes was a lot more intense. So much so that Oolong froze on the spot and felt his blood run cold. She didn't need to say anything for him to know that the game was over.

And then she smiled. A sickly sweet smile. She smiled and slid her offered glass to him. He looked at it. He gulped and looked back at her. She raised an eyebrow. She dared him to drink it. He looked to Kakarot only to find the boy shaking his head in disappointment. He looked to Bulma to find her angrily glaring at him.

He was dead.

"I'm not very thirsty " he forced out of his dry throat.

"Don't be silly. Of course you are. Drink up. Orange juice is good for the body as you said yourself " Sarada insisted and pushed the cup a bit further towards him.

"You can have mine too" Kakarot pushed his away as well.

"I'm not a fan of orange juice" Bulma pushed hers as well.

Now all eyes were on him. He gulped again. He could feel the sweat running down his face.

He was going to die.

"I can't"

"Why not? It's just a little bit of orange juice. Drink up"

"I can't"

The smile on Sarada's face turned into a smirk as she leaned back in her seat. She closed her eyes for a second, as I she was thinking over something. Something important. Oolong was praying to god that it had nothing to do with him. But he knew better.

"How should you be punished? " she asked as her eyes opened again. "Trying to knock us out to most likely steal the dragon balls and any capsules we had" she started to tap her fingers on the table as she eyed the pig like an object. "What do you suggest Bulma? "

It was Bulma's time to smile as she placed some sweets on the table. Sarada chuckled and Kakarot paled. He knew those sweets. He had accidentally eaten some and suffered the consequences. He could still remember the day. He shivered. The poor pig. He didn't know if he should feel sorry for him or not. He decided not to. He doubt the pig would feel any remorse if his plan had succeeded.