Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Far Away From Home ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Far Away From Home

Chapter 2

 

Welcome to the second chapter! Hope ya'll like it! I didn't get much review on the first chap…None at all infact…I hope I get some this time! Just email me at gotensbiggestfan@yahoo.com.au ! Doesn't matter if you love it or hate it! JUST TELL ME!!!!

 

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The ship gently landed down on the planet. Bulma stared out the window at the lush green planet, it wasn't Vegeta-sei, the saiyans had said they weren't to land there for quite a while yet. She wondered where they were…

 

Only one way to find out, she decided as a saiyan opened her door, “Where are we?” She asked,

 

“That, onna, is none of your concern. The ouji-sama has requested that you be moved to a new cell until we leave planet, however.”

 

Bulma frowned. Somehow, it annoyed her more when the other saiyans called her onna or woman yet she didn't really mind it when the prince called her as such, “Why?”

 

“The prince has not informed me the reason. But I assume that it is because this planet often steals slaves from… visiting ships and takes them as bed slaves. You and your human friend are the only females on board but your friend was already in a safer cell. There's one next to her that you can take.”

 

Bulma frowned again, she didn't like the way he said the word visiting. But decided that she'd better follow him. In all honesty, she'd rather be taken as a slave for science purposes then what the saiyan said this planet's race would take her for….

 

“Kay. Just let me encapsulate a few of my things and I'll come.”

 

“You probably don't need to take much…” The saiyan said slowly, even though he was quite curious about the process, having not been able to see it for himself as of yet.

 

Bulma packed a few things, and followed the man down the hall. As she walked, Bulma allowed her mind to wander over to the saiyan prince. Ever since their first encounter he'd been coming to her room every day to… pick on her. He'd try to lead her into arguments and would constantly repeat doing the things he knew annoyed her.

 

She didn't know why, sometimes she'd try to ignore him. When she did he would begin voicing the theory out loud to himself that she was going senile or deaf with old age.

 

Most of the time however she'd just argue back. Sometimes he'd make her so mad she began throwing thing at him.

She had to admit though that he was rather handsome and that if he stopped coming to see her she would miss him… She shook her head to clear her head of the thought. The one good thing about going to Vegeta-sei was the hope that once on planet Vegeta would leave her alone…

 

She shifted her weight nervously as she remembered a dream she had last night. She'd been sitting by her self near a river with her feet in the water, the saiya no ouji had come up behind her and wrapped his strong arms around her and pulled her up close to his bare, muscular chest. After simply holding her there for a moment he'd laid her down on the grass and leaned over her. She could still remember how warm his skin had been and how soft his lips had felt when he kissed her… But it was only a dream- NIGHTMARE!!! She quickly reminded her self. It was a nightmare not a dream. Any dream with that cocky, ignorant, proud, son-of-a-bitch saiyan in it diffidently classified as a nightmare, she told her self. She had her Yamcha waiting for her on Earth, he was probably worried sick about her. Lonely too…. Right? Bulma sighed, she knew Yamcha was probably anything but lonely. He probably WAS worried about her. And he was a great friend. But that was all he was really capable of being to a girl…. A friend…

 

Bulma looked down. She was home sick. Space was beautiful when you looked out the window, but she missed the blue skies of Earth. The green grass… Not to mention her friends and family…

 

“I don't honestly see why the prince was so worried. The Kojins know better then to steal ANYTHING from our ships.” Bulma looked up at the saiyan who had decided to make conversation, “Of course, they might not be able to resist taking you or even your friend. You may be weaklings but you are certainly attractive,” Bulma blushed at this, even though she knew he was merely stating facts and not hitting on her, “But even so, Vegeta-ouji normally doesn't care about the slaves. Even one with as much value as you have.” The saiyan's mouth twitched for a moment into a smile, “But…”

 

“But what?” Bulma demanded, the saiyan looked around as if to make sure no one could overhear.

 

“I think he's grown rather attached to you!” He said with a wink and a chuckle, causing Bulma to go bright red.

 

So, the great Saiya no Ouji was attracted to her? No way! He was always coming to pick on her and was a complete and utter jerk! Plus, he was a saiyan! A male saiyan, her brain old her, not to mention an extremely attractive saiyan with a very hot body!

 

Bulma mentally shook herself. So a guard thought that Vegeta might have a thing for her. That didn't mean that it was true!

 

Finally, they reached her cell. Bulma sat on a bench and pulled out her capsules.

 

Might as well get comfy, she thought.

 

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Prince Vegeta stood on the green grass, Planet Ko. In his opinion the natives were a waste of skin. They're planet was nice enough, but the race? A bunch of savages who happened to have a few muscles. They were also known as the biggest hentais in the cosmos (Obviously, the cosmos hasn't met Muten Roshi!). The planet was used as a meeting place of different races for trading. The only reason they'd landed was because they were meeting a race called the Tamaese to buy some technology.

 

Vegeta's mind wandered over to the beautiful, blue-haired, genius slave inside the ship. He hoped she'd be safe… If the Kojins saw her they'd attempt to steal her for perverse pleasures. Vegeta's tail lashed out behind him angrily at the thought of anyone touching her. While he'd never admit it, he was growing rather fond of her. The sole reason he went to see her every day and fought with her was so he could spend more time with her. That and he liked to get her mad. She was a sight then… His tail continued to sway behind him, but for different reasons then before. He didn't often get people weaker then him standing up to him, so she was a new experience… Vegeta'd begun to look forward to their daily verbal spars… But in all honesty he'd rather kiss her then argue with her- NO!!! He couldn't think like that now! There was no point in lusting after her when he knew he couldn't have her!

 

While the King may have a fondness for alien women, he always took it to the harem. Vegeta would rather die then force that beautiful woman to spend the night with him. Every woman he took, he made sure they were willing. But he'd never felt the same way about any other female then Bulma… But she'd never willingly let him bed her. She saw him as a tyrant. An ignorant snob. Her captive. Nothing more… Vegeta sighed.

 

All of a sudden a large being jumped out and attacked him, distracting him from his thoughts.

 

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What's the mysterious creature that's attacked Vegeta? And what does it want?

 

This chapter isn't very long, but I made a resolution that I'd finish this chap today and I have bedtime soo….

 

Chapter 3 is going to have a bit more action and we finally get to Vegeta-sei!!! YAY!!! And try to remember the names of the races I've mentioned. The natives of Ko-sei, the Kojins will appear in the next chap, and the other race the Tamaese are in another fic of mine called Kumori Tenki that hasn't been posted yet, and they may come along later in the fic.