Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Blue Eyed Sayian ❯ Chapter 4

Bulma headed toward her room her head full of ideas as to the people that were to visit this evening.

`I wonder who they are?' What really irked her though was why her aunt did not want her to see them. She tried to convince herself that her aunt was just protecting her, but she couldn't help thinking that it was something more that her aunt was hiding from her.

 

“Welcome,” Sami said as she bowed low. “We have been waiting anxiously for you.” The brunette lady bowed low.

“Good to see that some Sayians that have left the planet still know their pl-”

“Dear, do not be rude,” the other woman scolded. “You know that she is the sister of my dearly departed friend.” The king nodded and sat at the long table. “So, Sami, what happened to Lily? I never knew of my old friend's fate.” Sami looked down at her feet for a moment, her face saddened as she thought of her sister.

“She was addicted to Cragitian and married a very abusive man,” the other woman said. “She died from his abuse and of an overdose. I am very sorry. Our family has an addictive personality. My husband loved weed and our son, Andrew is almost like him.” As she said this a Sayian male walked into the room, his short hair tussled.

“Hey, sweet heart,” the man said as he kissed his mate. “Is this our company?” Sami smiled at her mate, her love for him strong. He was her soul mate.

“Hai, baby. This is King Vegeta and his mate, Queen Litamiler. They have come to us since their son, Yamcha, has turned of age for female attention, though I sense that he has been with some women.” The queen nodded. Just then a young boy ran into the room.

“Mother,” the young boy whined angrily. The queen turned to the young boy.

“Hai, Bri?” The boy looked up into his mother's blue eyes.

“Bulma is being mean.” Sami frowned.

“What do you mean?”

“We were playing hide and seek, but she has disappeared. I cannot find her. It has been over thirty minutes and she knows that she must seek me if I can not find her after I call for her.” Sami's frowned deepened. This was bad. Where was the girl? Did she just run off to have time alone?

“Maybe she just wanted time to think,” Sami said quietly. “Bri, son, just leave her be.” The boy frowned, but obeyed. The queen smiled. The boy was like her own child.

“He acts like Vegeta, my youngest. He gets into trouble all the time.” The queen looked around. “This is Yamcha,” she said as she introduced her oldest son, his face young and his dark hair long. “This is my daughter, Elizabeth,” she said as she pointed to her second child, whose dark hair was to her waist. Then she pointed to an empty spot. “This is my youngest, Ve-” Her face scrunched up in anger as she realized he was gone. “VEGETA!!” she screamed.