Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Blue Eyed Sayian ❯ Chapter 11

Yamcha stood before the Sayian king, his dark eyes cold as he looked up at the cold onyx eyes.

“Father,” the oldest child said to him. “I wish for the blue-haired girl to be my future mate, the future queen of Vegeta-sei.” At this the king smirked.

“That is something that I would expect from you. You always want what is not yours already. Her mate will be decided when she turns of age. There will be a tournament as there always been when Sayian females turn of age, this is if she is not already spoken for.” Yamcha nodded. He would make sure that she was free until the mating age.

 

Bulma walked down the lit corridor and looked around at all the different rooms, her blue eyes looking for something. Suddenly her face brightened, as she seemed to spot the thing that she was looking for. Running up to a door with a golden crown on it, with the initials of Vegeta on it, she pushed the door open to find Vegeta meditating on the floor by the large bed. His room is like the one on the ship, like a studio apartment.

“What do you want, woman?” he inquired without opening his dark eyes. Bulma frowned.

“Well, I guess that you don't want my gift to you…” Vegeta opened one dark eye.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Bulma smirked and headed out the door, her blue tail trailing behind her. Vegeta's dark brow arched as he got up and followed her down the hall. “What did you bring me?” Bulma just smiled at him over he shoulder as she walked quietly down the hallway. He finally gave up asking her what she had and just walked silently behind her as they neared their destination. He looked at where they were heading. `Where is she taking me and what are we doing?' The walked into the kitchen, Vegeta not hesitating as they headed for the back door. Once outside she turned to him, her lips still smiling as she pulled out a medium sized, white capsule. `What in the hell is that thing? Is that what she wanted to show me?' Bulma threw the object away from her and with a loud boom a dome-shaped building appeared before them. Its metallic surface gleamed in the suns of Vegeta-sei and the windows glowed, even as there was no light from inside the room. “What is it?” he inquired, his voice holding an edge of amazement.

“This is your training room, well, a perfected one. This one has accommodations and a gravity chamber that is part of the training room. It also has a small kitchen and bathroom.” Vegeta chuckled.

“All it needs is some boosters and you have a ship.” Bulma smiled.

“This is a ship.” Vegeta's broad jaw dropped before he could straighten himself Bulma saw. Her body began to shake as laugher escaped her lips. “I told you,” she said after her laugher stopped. “I am a genius.” Vegeta frowned at her, a deep blush across his olive skin. “Let me show it to you.”

 

A ship loomed over Vegeta-sei, its shape unusual. In its one large domed window a lone occupant stood, the creature's skin a deep red in contrast to its long, white hair. The shadows hide the face of what one could tell was a woman, her curves flaunted by her flowing white dress. Her sharp mouth curved into a smirk.

“Mistress,” a male voice said as its owner appeared at the woman's side. “Should we call the King and let him know that we are visiting?” She shook her head, her vision never leaving the planet below.

“He knows that I am coming. I was promised to his son, he knows that my father would never forget.”

 

Flash Back

A young man with white, spiky hair stood before another young man with spiky black hair, both faces shadowed, but it was not hard to guess who the dark haired man was.

“When my wife and I are married, I will send for you and our children will be mated.” The white haired man nodded his approval as the dark haired man began to wolf down gourds of food, his appetite huge in comparison to the other man. He only promised this so that he could eat what he did not have the money for. After leaving the small planet he headed for Vegeta-sei where he mated with his long time woman.

End of Flashback

 

“Even after he is gone.”

 

The royal couple sat in the dining hall waiting for the children to arrive for dinner. A few minutes passed and the door opened to reveal five children. Vegeta's spandex practically destroyed, as was Bulma's while Yamcha, Elizabeth, and Chi all were immaculate.

“It seems that they train and hang together a lot lately, does it not, husband?” the queen whispered. The king nodded as he watched the two walk together to the table.

“Wife, it seems that Yamcha wants Bulma's hand when she turns of age, but I have reminded him of the laws pertaining to Sayian women.” The queen did not look surprised in the least. She knew how her oldest son acted, but she had a feeling who the young girl would end up. As they settled into eat, the ground rumbled and two guards rushed into the large room, their auras bright.

“Sire! There is a visitor to see you. She has injured most of the guards.” A large blast filled the hall as the “visitor” made her way to the room. When the smoke cleared a young girl stood before them.

“I am here, father.”