Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Eternal Triangle ❯ Chapter Tow ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter two

 

Waking the next morning with my mind still upon that of the king, I hurried with my shower and even managed to dress before either my breakfast or student arrived. During my meal I managed to find out from Chi Chi that the king was currently in the south region of the planet breaking in a new hunter stallion which were like the horses back on earth only larger and covered with scales instead of hair and had razor sharp teeth; he was also due to return within the week.

 

Shortly after, both Chi Chi and I made our way to the lab in order to continue with her studies; there she concocted many different potions and serums perfectly. After lunch which was quite uneventful we spent the afternoon walking within the gardens and forests where I drew pictures of the various exotic flowers and wildlife.

 

That evening as promised I returned to the labs which Bardock worked in to reassemble the capsule which I had stripped down the night before. We chatted about everything scientific; I was amazed at how knowledgeable he was, he oversaw all of the technology of Vegetasie yet he was unable to decipher a little object like that of the capsule which made me smile, I must really be good at what I do.

 

The day ended rather quickly as the night drew in; so I decided to retire early. It was strange how the seasons seemed to pull in so quickly I had only been here a few days and yet the nights had become longer as the days did become shorter.

 

The next few days passed by so quickly; I spent my time between teaching and befriending Chi Chi who was a lively young woman, who had been often spoiled and indulged so therefore showed at times her wayward nature, something that I found myself the envy off. All of my life I had been trodden on, put down or rather beaten down and denoted as a worthless creature who Kami himself would spit upon.

 

At the end of each day with Chi Chi I always found myself in the labs with Bardock, I don't quite know why, but I found it was comfortable being their with him. Bardock never spoke down to me or dismissed me in any way, which my own father had done so much in fact he was quite the opposite; he often sought my council on ways in which to make improvements to the various technological components he had acquired.

 

It soon became the end of my first week of my new life on Vegetasie and I had been given the day off so I had decided after a long lay in that I would explore more of the grounds which surrounded the palace. The ground upon which I trod was hard, and the air was still, my road was nothing more than a lonely dirt track. The days were definitely getting colder so I walked fast until I felt myself become warm enough to slow down, so that I could enjoy my surroundings. It was late in the afternoon and the sun was beginning to set very quickly, yet I still did not wish to return just yet.

 

As the wind began to pick up I drew my cloak about my body and repeatedly ran my hands through my hair in an attempt to tame it in this wild breeze, why I had decided to leave it down today I do not know but I had. Removing yet another few strands which had whipped into my face I noted a large rock formation and decided to sit upon it for a while just enjoying the solitude of the oncoming night.

 

A thunderous noise broke my train of thought and I narrowed my eyes in order to find out from whence it had come from. It was the distinctive sound of hooves, and they were thundering towards me at an exceptional speed. I shrieked when suddenly from nowhere a massive black beast came at me and upon its back rode the dark and sinister shadow of its rider. The beast roared into the air on its hind legs throwing its unsuspecting rider to the ground and landing precariously upon him.

 

I stood in absolute silence in shock and fear, with a trembling pace I attempted to move towards the downed man and his beast, I had to see if he was ok, there was no one else around and I could not just leave him until I was satisfied he was alright.

 

The man thrashed around frantically trying to dislodge the fallen beast from his person, as I approached I could hear him growling which made me shiver in fear. The man pushed at the black beast until it rose on its own accord and trotted a few feet away, the man then began to get to his own feet, limping slightly, the animal looked like it had landed on him pretty hard, yet he seemed to only be slightly injured still I had to enquire after his health.

 

“Sir” I began, “are you injured sir, do you wish me to get assistance from the palace”; he turned and glared at me, my breath caught for it was the Saiyan king Vegeta. The light of the near full moon shone down upon his exterior giving him a truly evil appearance which made me shudder.

 

“Why the fuck would I want the aid of a….” he stopped, and seemed to stare at me, his eyes oh Kami his eyes seemed to burn straight threw me to my very soul. “Please” I begged “king Vegeta, let me assist you”. His eyes still bore into me although his features seemed to soften, only slightly.

 

“So you know who I am do you” he questioned now standing straight yet still not putting any weight on his obviously injured foot; “Yes my lord” I answered in all honesty. “Then at least one of us has the advantage, who are you and what are you doing in the middle of my fucking grounds” he spat, his slightly softened features had now returned to their cold stoic one which made my fear return ten fold.

 

Nervously I answered his questions and informed him that I was lady Chi Chi's new science teacher and that I had been taking a walk around the grounds as it was my day of and that I had not wanted to return to the palace as the evening had been so beautiful.

 

His face contorted into one of contempt at my emotional display of obvious femininity towards the night; he growled for his beast who upon hearing his masters voice moved to stand before him, slowly he levitated himself until he rested upon the animals back, then scowled at me making me swallow hard.

 

“You are no teacher of science, you are a witch and you bewitched my hunter” he admonished.

 

“I am no witch” I found myself screeching, making him wince at the obvious tone of my voice.

 

“Arr, but you are a witch, you have the look upon you from another world” he laughed of course at my expense and his own little joke.

 

Kami this man was insufferable and he was king of an entire planet, I found my fists clenching as his laugh filled the night sky while I mumbled under my breath “of course I have a look from another world, I'm from earth you baka”.

 

His laughing suddenly stopped just as it had started and once again I found myself captured in the mans cold eyes, he kicked his hunter hard and rode off at a fast pace but not before shouting that he had heard what I had said and that there would be repercussions for my statement.

 

I felt like running away and hiding, but I had nowhere to go except back to the palace; gathering my wits about me I made my way back through the now imposing grounds of the palace. I entered through the grand doors, passing the guards who leered at me as usual and made my way to the royal wing. As I approached my room I saw several servants running towards the chambers at the end of the hall, the noise that emanated from within was no doubt that of the king, my Kami that man could rant.

 

I shook my head and entered my chambers, shutting the door quietly behind me so as I did not have to listen anymore to the kings whining. I stripped out of my clothing and made my way towards my bathing room for a nice hot shower to remove the day's dirt and sweat.

 

I dried myself and my hair as quickly as I could and dressed in the only nightdress I had left which was a very sheer white baby doll ending just above my knees and held with spaghetti straps, it had been the only risky item I had ever purchased in my entire life.

 

I climbed into bed and snuggled down within the warm comforter and fell asleep immediately. I hardly know for how long I had slept, but something had awoken me and I had no idea what it was; twisting and turning within the beds warm embrace I found that I was unable to get back to sleep.

 

For how long, I don't know I stared at the ceiling, I was startled from my staring contest, when I thought I heard a light scraping noise at my door, pulling the covers up to my chin I whispered into the darkness “is there anybody there”; silence was my answer, maybe it had been one of the servants or a member of the royal family.

 

Then I heard another noise like a kind of laugh which seemed to echo into the night like a ghost making me shiver. I had to see, my mind told me to stay, but the little voice inside told me go see `you know you want to' it said; rolling my eyes at my own sub consciousness I climbed out of my bed and made my way towards the door.

 

Very slowly I placed my hand upon the knob and turned it, I pulled at the door and it opened a crack, just enough for me to see into the hall. There was no one out there except a small candle which was still aglow with the remnants of light, as I bent to retrieve it I noticed the air becoming thick with a mist like substance, it was smoke and it was coming from the kings chamber.

 

Without thinking I ran as fast as I could and burst forth into his room, the heavy drapes which surrounded his bed were ablaze and spreading rapidly; in the middle lay the king, an empty bottle of some kind of liquor lying by his side.

 

I ran to the bed calling for him to wake however he just mumbled and kept on sleeping; I pulled at the drapes ripping them from the posts and burning my hands in the process causing me to let out a hissing scream. I began to choke as the smoke engulfed my lungs; bracing myself for even more repercussions from the king I climbed upon his bed, clenched my burnt fist and punched him straight on the nose as hard as I could.

 

The shocked and startled king shot up from his slumber and pinned by to the bed growling menacingly at me, “please the bed it's on fire” I yelled at him as it seemed he had not noticed; his attention fixated on me entirely.

 

He glanced around at the flaming curtains and leapt from the bed, grabbing me in the process and pulling me hard against his chest. He then extended his right hand and formed a large ball of ki then released it; its immense power dowsing the flames with its own as it completely disintegrated the bed until nothing remained but ash.

 

He then turned to me and grasped me in both of his hands, his grip becoming painful to an extent where I thought he would break my bones. His eyes roamed over my body in a way which made me feel exposed, it was then that I remembered what I was wearing and tried to cover myself with my burnt hands. His eyes must have seen them for the next minute he had released my arms and held my hands before his face.

 

“Did you burn yourself whilst trying to kill me witch” he questioned me.

 

“No” I answered, “if I had wanted to kill you do you think I would have bothered waking you from your obvious drunken stupor” knowing all too well as soon as the words had left my lips that I had made a grave mistake, for the next instant I found myself dangling off the ground his hand firmly surrounding my throat.

 

“Vegeta put Bulma down this instance” a feminine yet firm voice called from somewhere within the room, I could not see who it was as a strange darkness seemed to be engulfing my mind and then there was nothing.

 

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As my eyes opened I began to panic, I was held within some kind of liquid suspension with a mask upon my face, `where was I' and `what was happening to me', my mind questioned. I began to stress even more when the fluid began to disappear leaving me cold and wet. The door suddenly hissed open and I ripped of the mask and gulped in huge amount of air as I clung to the sides.

 

The next minute I was wrapped in a small medical sheet and then I felt two strong arms around me and found myself being lifted out of the tank. My eyes travelled up to the face of the person who held me and found it to be Bardock; his face was one of a father who had worried over his child's safety.

 

Bardock carried me all the way from what I guessed was the infirmary back to my chambers, never speaking a word. He entered into my room which was already open and placed me upon my bed and pulled the covers over me. He then went and pulled the chair from the small table which now held several vases of various flowers and sat upon it.

 

He looked at me for several minutes before speaking “what happened last night Bulma” he questioned, his gaze never leaving mine.

 

I blinked a few times until it registered what he was asking me “I… I…awoke upon hearing a noise and then I thought there was someone outside my room… when I opened the door I found a small lit candle on the floor and then I noticed smoke coming from the kings chamber” I explained to him, watching as his face remained emotionless; “then watch happened” he enquired.

 

Taking a deep breath I spoke “I entered his chambers and the bed drapes were on fire, I tried to wake him but he would not stir, I think he had been drinking as there was an empty bottle of something on the bed next to him” I then drew in another breath and continued “I pulled at the drapes and that's when I burnt my hands, but it was no use the fire was spreading too quickly, so I struck him hoping to wake him and well it worked” I finished looking down at my hands which held no sign of being injured.

 

“I see” he started “then on behalf of Vegetasie I thank you for your courageous if not stupid act of bravery”.

 

He was about to say something else however the entrance of queen Cyan halted him in his wake, he rose from his seat and bid me farewell the bowed to the queen and left, closing the door quietly behind him.

 

Cyan entered the room carrying a large vase of some exotic flowers making me wonder if she was the one who had brought the others which adorned the small table in my room. She smiled and placed the vase next to the others and moved towards me taking a seat on the side of my bed.

 

“How are you my dear” she questioned me, her face warm and welcoming, a far cry from that of her son the king.

 

“Much better now” I stated whilst still inspecting my hands, it was amazing that there was no sign of the burns I had received the night before, yet through my research on Vegetasie before arriving I had heard that they held ingenious healing machines, which must have been what they used on me.

 

Cyan took my hands in hers which broke my little inspection and thanked me for my aid in saving her sons life, however she did make sure to mention that even if I had not come to his aid, he would not have died for he was Saiyan and as soon as he began to burn the flames would have woken him and he would have saved himself, and probably only need a few hours in one of the regeneration tanks.

 

I looked at her not believing me ears, she spoke so casually of her sons life; sure he would burn but he would be fine in a few hours; it was this kind of attitude that I could not grasp about the Saiyan's; death and pain seemed to be second nature to them and they treated it as if it was nothing.

 

Cyan must have seen my confusion for she smiled at me and informed me that her people were strong and extremely fast healers, and that she would be showing weakness if she were to overly show her emotions, especially to her son.

 

I nodded and smiled although I did not really understand; yet it seemed to appease Cyan from trying to further explain this aspect of Saiyan culture to me. As I looked upon her face I saw how her expression seemed to change from soft to serious within a moment; she grasped my hands a little tighter and I knew that what she was going to say next would be of a serious nature I just had yet to know of what it was.

 

“Bulma, I would like to sincerely apologise to you for what happened with Vegeta last night” she expressed in her serious tone; “he is a very volatile person and is extremely unpredictable, but I know he is sorry for what he done to you” she stated, pausing only briefly before continuing with “but he will never say it to you, well not in a way that you would understand anyway” she finished before sighing and then without another word she rose from the bed and made her way to leave the room, however before she left she informed me that there was to be a ball the following week to which I was invited.

 

I sat in my bed and thought about what she had just said, a ball; I had never been to a ball before and I did not even think that Saiyan's would partake in such trivial things, all they ever seemed interested in was fighting and killing and maybe a little technology, but that also seemed to be about fighting and killing.

 

It also struck me that I had nothing to wear, maybe I could get out of it; after all I was still a servant at the end of the day and I was sure that Cyan had only invited me out of politeness. I pushed the ball out of my mind as it was not for another week and decided to get some well needed sleep.

 

I must have been asleep for the whole day for when I awoke my room was lit by only the moons opaque glow giving it an ethereal look to it. I yarned and stretched feeling so much better and so relaxed; I got out of my warm bed and made my way to the bathing room where I decided that a long hot bath was in order.

 

I filled the tub with some of the bath crystals which had already been here when I arrived, they smelled like fruit but I could not tell which, I then began to add plenty of hot water for I liked my baths hot enough to turn my skin a dark pink. As the bath filled I cleaned my teeth and shaved what ever needed my attention and then stepped in, sinking under the hot water and letting it rinse through my hair. I stayed in the bath for as long as the water remained hot and then washed and rinsed my body and hair.

 

I grabbed a small towel and wrapped my hair within it and then took a larger one to rub my body dry, I applied a small amount of cream to my face and neck and then towel dried the rest of my hair before brushing it straight, I was beginning to get very long, it was almost at my waist.

 

I hung up the towels in order to dry and proceeded back into my bed chamber, I didn't cover myself as my room was always warm from the large open fire which continuously burned. I entered my room and made my way over towards the balcony and stood looking out into the night sky; a sudden growl from behind me caused me to whip around in fright and there sitting on my bed with his back resting upon the headboard was Vegeta.

 

I stood stock till for what felt like an eternity staring at his as he did me, his eyes taking in every inch of my nakedness making me feel vulnerable. Once I had overcome my shock I ran back into the bathroom and grabbed the large towel that I had used a few minutes earlier to conceal my nakedness from the eyes of the king.

 

I returned to where the king was and found that he had moved from the bed to stand in front of the fire. He turned to me and just stared, I began to feel uneasy, was he never going to speak I wondered what he was thinking.

 

Vegeta's thoughts

 

What a beautiful creature and the colour of her hair and eyes, why did she have to cover her nakedness with that towel, I was enjoying her body, so curved and her breasts, so full. Hmmm just look at her standing there with the moon light upon her; damn she would make a great pleasure slave.

 

End of Vegeta's thoughts

 

I could no longer take the silence so I decided that I should speak “King Vegeta”.

 

He blinked several times as if coming out of some kind of trance before speaking “Witch… what possessed you to think that I needed your pathetic assistance last night”.

 

Was I hearing right I questioned myself, oh that man, every time he opened his mouth I wanted to scream at him king or no king I would not stand for this “Firstly your highness I am not a witch I am a woman; and secondly I am not pathetic I actually thought you could die” I shrieked, noting how his eyes seemed to narrow at my words.

 

“So WOMAN you were worried for me were you” he jested sarcastically.

 

“I….I…” I did not know what to say so I turned from him and stared out on to the balcony. Moments later I felt his warm breath upon the back of my neck as his hands slid down my arms in a feather light stroke which made me tingle “I am Saiyan woman remember that before next time; oh and I also have excellent hearing baka” he whispered into my ear. I swallowed hard and turned to face him but when I did he was already closing the chamber door behind him.

 

I stood there looking at the door for a long time after he had left, was that his way of thanking me or apologising I wondered, Cyan had said he would never tell me so was I a cryptic message that I was supposed to decipher. I shook the thoughts out of my head, I could not stand here all night and dwell on his words.

 

I decided that I had slept enough and so decided to head for the main labs; maybe Bardock was still working and would have something for me to do. I quickly discarded my towel and dressed in my travelling clothes as my grey suit was being cleaned and I would have to wear my black one for the next several days.

 

I exited my room looking once towards the kings chambers, where a flicker of light could be seen underneath, sighing I made my short journey. On the way I passed the lab which Chi Chi and myself used noting immediately that the lights were on. Thinking that it was strange I peered inside the doors window and saw Chi Chi, at first I thought that maybe she was catching up on some work until I saw the back of a man embrace her.

 

My breath caught was that Bardock who was embracing her, looking more closely I saw that no it was not, but it looked so much like him; the same build, hair everything except the scars upon his face. I was startled when the young man suddenly waved to me followed by a blushing Chi Chi.

 

I smiled and waved back and was about to head off in order to give them their privacy when the door opened and Chi Chi grabbed my arm and dragged me inside. She immediately introduced me to the young man who was named Kakkarot, a third class warrior and the kings personal sparing partner.

 

The young man grinned at me while scratching the back of his head, oh how he looked like Bardock. I asked him straight out “are you related to Bardock by any chance” I questioned. He nodded and informed me that he was his youngest son; he also told me that he had an older brother named Radditz who was away on a mission.

 

We talked the three of us for some time, and I noticed how much the pair hardly ever took their eyes off each other making me feel like a third wheel. I made an excuse that I had to check on something that I was doing for Bardock in the main labs and left the two obvious love birds to their own devices.

 

I reached the main lab and found it dark and empty, damn what was I going to do now, I did not want to return to my room and it was too late to start taking nightly strolls on the grounds. I made my way back along the hall, making sure that I ducked as I passed the lab where Chi Chi and Kakkarot were; I did not want them to see me and feel like they had to entertain me once again.

 

Having nowhere else to go I sighed and made my way to my room, however as I entered the royal wing I noticed the servant May creeping towards the kings chambers and she held something that looked like a ki gun in her grasp. I hid behind the wall and watched as she quietly entered his chambers; following her as she disappeared behind the door I peeked into the room. She was standing at the foot of his bed and pointing the gun right at Vegeta who seemed to be in a deep sleep.

 

As she went to pull the trigger I screamed and leapt at her knocking both her and myself to the ground where we began to wrestle over the gun. Vegeta who must have heard my scream and the scuffle was on his feet within an instance grabbing the both of us by the arm and flinging us in either direction.

 

“What the fuck is going on” his voice bellowed, causing me to wince in fear.

 

“My king she tried to kill you with this” May yelled holding up the ki gun in her hands and looking at me with a smug look on her face.

 

“That's a lie” I retorted, “I saw you from the hall and followed you here”.

 

Vegeta's voice stopped both myself and May from continuing, he snatched the gun from the servants hands and studied it, as if it held all the answers. Within mere minutes two guards had entered the room with Cyan in tow who held a shocked and worried expression on her face.

 

“Take them away now” Vegeta spat.

 

The next moment I felt myself being dragged from his room followed by a kicking and screaming May; we were taken to what I assumed to be the palace dungeons and then separated. I was immediately strapped to some kind of block where my clothing was ripped in order to expose by back, then there was pain, lots and lots of pain as the guard whipped me. I tried to hold in my cries, truly I did, but the pain was so much; after I had received my lashes I was taken and flung into a small cell where I curled into a ball and cried all the memories of when I was with my father coming back.

 

Back in the kings chambers

 

“Vegeta, what is going on, why has poor Bulma been taken away I demand to know at once” the queen's voice cried out.

 

“She and the Arlian servant were both in here and one of them was trying to kill me with this” he spat while showing Cyan the ki gun which he had taken of off May. “The Arlian accused Bulma of having been the assassin; I could not take the risk”.

 

“But do you know what they will do to her, you must stop it, she would never harm you, what reason has she considering she harmed herself trying to save you last night it just doesn't add up and if you took the time you would know it” she hissed before turning her back on him and stomping out of the room.

 

Vegeta stood and stared at his mothers retreating back, it was true he had not thought to stop and think of what would happen to her, and if he did take the time to think about it did he really believe that she would try to kill him; with his mind made up Vegeta stormed out of his chambers and headed for the dungeons.

 

Entering the dungeons the first thing that struck Vegeta was the fresh smell of blood, it hit his sensitive nose making it twitch, the guards had wasted no time in punishing the two women, he just did not know if they were still alive. The guard who had taken the servant May appeared from the far right wiping the stains of blood from his whip, he looked to the king and immediately bowed and placed his right fist over his heart in allegiance.

 

“My king the prisoners have been beaten and are now locked in cells awaiting your command of execution” the guard spoke.

 

Vegeta raised a brow at the guard and smiled, they were so efficient “take me to the blue haired woman” he commanded.

 

The guard rose and led the king through the left hallway towards a small dimly lit cell at the very end; he then opened the door and stood back, allowing Vegeta to enter. “Leave” was the king's next command to which the guard obeyed.

 

Vegeta entered the cell and his eyes immediately focused on the small half naked and bloody body of Bulma, he bent down and ran a gloved finger across one of the lash marks earning a small whimper from her.

 

Slowly he turned her over until she faced him, her eyes were filled with tears and pain, he knew if he had a heart it would be aching at seeing her so broken, yet he did not, well that's what he told himself. “Answer me truthfully woman for I shall know if you lie, was it you” he questioned in a whispered voice.

 

Only one word left Bulma's mouth and if he had not been a Saiyan he would never have heard it “No” her eyes then closed and she passed out. Vegeta lifted her from the floor and carried her out of the dungeons to the guards astonishment at which he growled at them menacingly. He carried her held close to his chest to the med wing and laid her upon a surgical table, within seconds two medics were at his side and practically grovelling at his feet.

 

He instructed them to heal Bulma's wounds and then see that she was taken back to her room and that he was informed as soon as she had been deposited. He then left in order to question the servant May for if Bulma had not been the one to try to kill him and he had believed her when she had told him then there was only one other and the Arlian was it.

 

 

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