Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Blue Eyed Sayian ❯ Chapter 3

The night went on and it was very uneventful, but still Bulma was very interested in her surroundings and asked Chi all sorts of questions. Chi found that Bulma was a very smart child for her age. Chi herself was only seven and was only two thirds as smart as the blue haired child.

“So, Bulma, you can not be human, you look so unusual in coloring.” Bulma smiled.

“I'm not. I am a Blue Sayian as were my parents, but they did not have blue hair, but it very rare for a Blue Sayian to be born among our people.” Chi looked at the girl in awe. She had a tail? This was interesting. Soon it was time for dinner and the girls were to serve the others before they could eat. After an hour of feeding the others they headed far back into the kitchen where a small table was. Two other ladies sat back there, their features twisted with age. They were too old to be whores and not that good looking so they had learned to be cooks and that had been when they were fifteen. They looked over at the two girls and with a smile motioned them over. The two girls sat next to the older women.

“Bulma, this is Connie and Rebecca.” The women nodded, their long gray hair swishing around their heads. “Ladies, this is Bulma. She is Sami's niece.” Both women looked at each other before smiling at the young girl. For the rest of dinner the foursome talked about everything and then it was soon it was time for bed.

 

Five years later….

Bulma lay on her bed, the sun rising into the cloudy skies. This was to be a very dreary day, this Bulma knew for sure. As the sun rose over the mountains in the distance it was covered by darkness as the clouds enclosed it. It was just another day on her new home, Planet Talitone. Sami had moved her whorehouse to another planet two years back when Earth banned whorehouses from their planet. It seemed that the bible thumpers wanted a law passed and had it passed banning anything ungodly from the planet. Thus, the bars, whorehouses and a few other things were transported to a new place, while others shut down. Bulma looked out at the rising sun, only one more to go. Apparently on this planet they had 670 days and forty-eight hour days. This was a long day, like all the others before it. With a sigh she got up and headed for the shower that was located by itself on the other side of the room. Grabbing her purple robe she headed into the matching bathroom. The tile in the room was a creamy white with lilac flowers spotted around on it. The floor tile was a deeper violet swirled with the creamy white of the walls. The room only contained a bathtub with a mirror that covered the wall the faced the door and one on the ceiling for ensured cleanliness. Bulma had gotten first choice of rooms and she had chosen this one, it being one of her favorite colors. The toilet and sink were in the next room, which looked like the room she occupied now. After washing up and making herself presentable she headed out the door and down the hall toward the kitchen. She no longer worked in the kitchens, but she still came to visit Chi, who had chosen to stay in the kitchens, especially since the girl could cook better then the other two cooks, both who had passed on a little under a year ago leaving Chi to take over. She requested no help, but Bulma came in to help every so often.

“Chi!” she hollered as she entered the large room. “Chi!” she came to two large piles of peeled and yet to be peeled potatoes.

“Hold on, Bulma!” the older girl yelled back before emerging from the piles, her dark hair tied in a ponytail behind her head. “What's up?”

“Nothing just thought I could help you this morning.”

“Well, we do have that royalty for lunch, so I guess I could use a little help.”

“Royalties?” Bulma inquired as she sat down and grabbed a knife. Chi nodded as she began to peel a potato.

“Yeah, I can't recall where they are from, but supposed to be big. All the girls are twittering. Seems that the couple are bringing their two sons, one of which is eighteen and one is thirteen.”

“That is interesting. I wonder why Sami didn't say anything about it?” Chi shrugged her shoulders. After spending the next couple hours peeling Bulma got up and headed for her aunt's office in search of her chores for the day. “Aunt Sami?” she called hesitantly as she opened the large oak door to the semi lit room.

“Ah, Bulma. I was wondering when you would search me out. It is almost ten after all.” Bulma sat down in the plush chair that faced the desk where her aunt swiveled to face her.

“So, we are having royalty. What do you need me to do to get ready for them?”

“The usual. One extra thing though; they are very special and held high above any of our previous clients. Do you understand?” Bulma nodded. “Go into town today and purchase new dresses for all the ladies. It seems that the older child wishes to use our services and I will not have the girls looking as they usually do. I will need this done in the next hour.” Bulma nodded again. As she got up to leave she called out to Bulma for one more thing. “Bulma, child, though it seems a weird request. I do not want you to enter the dinning hall this evening while they lunch. Understand?” Though it bewildered Bulma, she nodded her compliance.