Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Far Away From Home ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter 7

 

Oozaru Angel: Yay! Chapter seven! Sorry about the long wait! I've been really tired and been sick. Now, Lemony, just because I got the day off DOES NOT mean I have more reason to write! I was tired and way to sick to concentrate! I also have extracurricular activities that need my attention! (Private Japanese tutoring) And I've had loads of assignments due! (But the English one wasn't so bad. That is, after all, my best subject!) I've also got a terrible writer's block!

 

Trunks: Or it could just have been that you were feeling incredibly lazy!

 

Goten: ~pouts~ You wrote that interlude for ZIFA!!! What about us?

 

Oozaru Angel: That was pure humor! It was easy! And it was really short!

 

Trunks: ~opens mouth to complain~

 

Oozaru Angel: And if EITHER of you have a PROBLEM with that… I'm CERTAIN that Chibi Vegeta and Goku won't mind stepping in and helping with this fic as well!!!!

 

Jeika: Yeah! Oozaru tries! Leave her alone!

 

Oozaru Angel: Were… you… Agreeing with me???

 

Jeika: You gave me my very own Chibi Goku!!! How can I complain??

 

Oozaru Angel: True. But I get Vegeta!

 

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Bulma looked out the huge window in front of them. Planet Vegeta was HUGE! Almost as huge as the real Vegeta's ego… She mused to herself.

 

Yamcha just stared at her, gods he'd missed her. She was so beautiful… He couldn't really blame that prince guy for being into her. But she's mine. He thought.

 

Gohan sat on his chair kicking his heels together every now and then looking from his father, to his mother and then back to his father. I hope that on Vegeta-sei they don't split us up again…

 

Krillen smiled at the kid but then looked nervously at the huge red planet in front of them. We're gonna be lucky to get back to Earth alive...

 

Chichi smiled up at her husband. Goku. She'd been so worried! She wished she'd brought her frying pan. That way anyone who tries to take him away from me will be in a lot of pain…

 

Vegeta was glaring at Yamcha. How dare he look at Bulma that way? She should be his! Not that she probably agrees… He thought dejectingly…

 

Goku was a little nervous about what would happen once they reached the planet. What would happen to Chichi and Gohan? Not to mention his other friends! And there was the subject of meeting his parents… Did he even want to know who they were? After all, they did abandon me… (Poor Son-kun!)

 

The door to the ship opened. Vegeta was the first to leave followed by the other guards that had come. Then the slaves were sent forward. (I suck at writing these bits. I'm better at conversation) Bulma didn't get much of a chance to check out the planet once outside. But she did take note that the sky was red, interesting…I wonder what their sunset looks like…

 

Bulma felt a guard grab her arm and start to drag her away from the group, “Oi! What are you doing?”

 

The guard glared at her, “Prince Vegeta wishes to speak with you.”

 

Bulma rolled her eyes, “Well what does Vegeta want?”

 

The guard was mildly surprised by her tone of familiarity with the prince, but decided to let it slide, “I am not aware. That may be the reason he wishes to speak WITH you?”

 

Bulma huffed but went with the guard. She could see Vegeta standing near the entrance to a huge castle. Wow, almost as big as Capsule Corp. She thought. (Come on! Capsule Corp is bloody huge!!!! Have you SEEN it? Bulma managed to fit the entire population of Namek in there! Plus Vegeta and all the employees and her family! AND THERE WAS ROOM TO SPARE!!!)

 

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Vegeta watched her walk over, good. He might as well get this over with. One thing was for certain; she was NOT going to be happy!

 

“What is it, Vegeta?” Bulma asked. She had one hand on her hip and the other dangling by her side. You know that look where it just screams `you're not worth my time but I'll humor you even though I'd rather be doing something else'? That look.

 

Vegeta scowled, “That's PRINCE Vegeta to you, onna! And I'm here to tell you about some extra duties my father,” He said the last word like it was a disgusting swear word, “has decided to give you!”

 

Bulma blinked, “You mean on top of working in the science department, right?”

 

“Correct…” Vegeta suddenly looked kinda nervous.

 

“So… What are they? I should warn you my cooking isn't that good… Unless you're really into charcoal…”

 

Vegeta shifted from foot to foot, “Now, I did TRY to convince my father out of this but he wouldn't hear it… So don't be mad at ME-“

 

Bulma glared, “Vegeta… What am I going to be doing?”

 

Vegeta mumbled something.

 

“Vegeta!”

 

“You have to be my personal pleasure slave, okay?!!!!”

 

“WHAT?!!!”

 

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Goku and the others heard Bulma yell from where the guards were leading them.

 

Goku let out a low whistle, “I can't say I envy that Vegeta guy, whatever he has to tell her…”

 

Krillen nodded in agreement.

 

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In the palace, sitting on his throne, was King Vegeta. He raised an eyebrow when he heard a woman yelling. He assumed it was someone's mate giving them an earful and didn't think anymore on the subject.

 

He still didn't understand why his son was so mad at him. When he's found out that one of the Chikyu slaves was supposed to be very attractive he'd decided that it was about time Vegeta got himself a concubine. (I dunno how too spell) Sure he knew his son wasn't all that fond of the idea of having to force himself on a woman, but you'd think they were talking about other saiyans or a plausible mate! They were just slaves! Vegeta needed to get over it!

 

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I was really tempted to end the chapter here. But then I did a word count and found out that not counting the A/N this is only 835 words. Normally I try for a thousand, but someone asked if I could make chapters longer so I'm gonna try for at LEAST 1500.

 

This could take a while…

 

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Bulma was furious. Vegeta could swear he saw steam coming out of her ears.

 

“I don't believe this, Vegeta! I refuse to do ANYTHING so degrading! You should know that! I can't believe you!”

 

Vegeta glared, “ME? This wasn't MY idea! My FATHER is the one who thought this up! I didn't want this! But he's convinced that something's wrong with me because I refuse to take any women from the harem-“

 

“Then you can tell him to just let me work in the science department!”

 

“I tried that! He wouldn't listen!”

 

“I refuse to have sex with YOU so-“

 

“You don't have too!”

 

Bulma blinked, “Huh? But you said…”

 

Vegeta sighed, “Look, as long as we share a room, my father will be happy. You play along and I won't lay a hand on you, got it? Can't see why you actually would think I'd WANT to…”

 

Bulma frowned, “We have to share a room?”

 

“Yep. Trust me. You'll deal.”

 

Bulma slumped her shoulders, “Yamcha's not going to like this, but… Fine.”

 

“Good. Now I have to ask you something... What is your relationship with that human? The one with the scars?”

 

“Yamcha?” Bulma blinked, “He's my boyfriend… We've been together for years…”

 

Vegeta growled at this, “Well, I want you to make sure he keeps his hands off you! Got it?”

 

Bulma frowned, “Why? It's none of your business what we do!”

 

Vegeta glared at her, “Just make sure he doesn't. Or I may be forced to dispose of him.”

 

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Bulma ran up to Goku and the others.

 

“What'd the prince want, Bulma-san?” Gohan asked.

 

Yamcha frowned, “Yeah, I'm a little curious myself!”

 

Bulma swallowed, “He was just telling me about my jobs up at the palace. I'm working in the science department… And some other stuff…”

 

Chichi blinked, “What other stuff?”

 

Bulma looked nervous, “I'll tell you later, Chi.” Bulma gave a pointed glance at the males and Chichi took a hint.

 

Next thing they knew they were being told to kneel. They'd arrived in the throne room.

 

Bulma looked up to where Vegeta was talking to his father. Gods, they were almost identical! The king was taller and had more reddish hair, but the most obvious difference would have to be the beard he had.

 

Bulma didn't really like the look he was giving her and Chichi. It seemed the prince didn't like it either, because he snapped something at his father and the king turned away from them.

 

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Gohan was shivering between both his parents. He didn't like the king. He wanted to go home! Why had Uncle Radditz had to take him, his always-happy daddy and his sometimes-happy mommy away from home to this place full of never-happy people?

 

The king called up a man that looked almost exactly like his daddy and talked to him. Gohan heard his daddy gasp and whisper something that sounded a lot like “Father...”

 

The daddy clone walked up to him and stared at his daddy, “Kakarot?”

 

Goku blinked, “Uh… I prefer Goku but I guess that's me…”

 

“I am Bardock, your father.”

 

Chichi snorted, “Oh, yeah! Now I see the resemblance!”

 

Bardock glared at her, “I take it this is your mate?”

 

Goku rubbed the back of his head, “That's my wife Chichi…”

 

“Are you bonded to her?”

 

Goku blinked and tilted his head, “What's a bonded?”

 

Bardock growled, “It's a telepathic bond between mates! Ergh, well I guess THAT means you aren't-“

 

“Oh!” Goku grinned, “You mean THAT! Yeah Chichi and I are bonded!”

 

Bardock rolled his eyes, “You'd better stick with your blue haired friend, you'll be working in the palace. Most likely in the kitchens…”

 

Chichi sighed in relief, “Well that doesn't sound that bad…”

 

Gohan crept out from behind Chichi, “Um… Excuse me… Grandpa?”

 

Bardock looked down at him, “What, brat?”

 

“What's going to happen to me and Daddy?”

 

Bardock snorted, “Your father” At this point he shot a glare at Goku, “Has been arrested for treason. He'll be imprisoned for a few months and then he'll have to fight the prince. If the prince decides to let him live -which I doubt- then he'll probably be forced to work in the Saiyan army. If HE wins -which I also doubt- then you all will have the choice of living on Vegeta-sei as regular civilians or a safe passage back to Earth.”

 

“Yes!” Chichi cried, “That's it! Goku, you beat him and we're free!”

 

Goku smiled, but it was strained, “I'll try, Chi… But I sense he's really strong…”

 

Chichi frowned, “So? You are as well! You're always saying how much you'd love a good fight!”

 

Bardock snorted, “I apologize, onna, but unless Kakarot improves A LOT in the next six months then he doesn't stand a chance against Prince Vegeta!”

 

Gohan tugged at his grandfather's armor, “What about me, Grandpa? Will I stay here with Mommy and Bulma-san?”

 

Bardock smirked, “No. You'll be staying with Radditz… And me…”

 

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And there you have it! Whoopee! I finally got it done! Sorry for the wait, I've had a terrible writer's block! My first one! Wah! It was scary!

 

So, who was able to guess what Bulma's extra job would be? I thought it would be pretty obvious… Especially to Ryoka!

 

I won't answer the reviews this time. I wanna get this up quickly. But I will advertise!

 

Krieg/War/Guerra By Heavy Metal Hero

This is a great fic set in a time where a war between two clans is taking place. Ekim, a sword apprentice, is caught up in the battle. Very good, it's only just really gotten rolling, and the chapters are short… But it's a great fic that needs appreciation! Go read it! HMH is a great friend of mine!