Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden Love ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

Forbidden Love

A/N: Thank you for all the wonderful reviews! I didn't think this story would get as many as six. I thought there would be like two. Haha. But I'm glad to know that you all like it. and I will keep updating. :D!!! Yay. and there will be a lot of fighting and action later, especially when dunanana.. Frieza comes!!! :o!! Anyway, enjoy chapter two! ^__^;;

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The knocking on Vegeta's door didn't cease until he ordered his maid to answer the door for him. Bulma opened the door only to reveal the King standing on the other side of the door. Recovering from the shock, she bowed down and let him in the room, like she was supposed to.

The King's eyes widened with surprise when he saw the blue saiya-jin standing on the other side. What was she doing there? He had strictly ordered that human manager of her's not to send her here. A growl emit from his throat before he asked the girl a question. "Girl, you may rise." He waited for her to stand on her feet and then asked, "What in Kami's name are you doing here?"

She quickly replied without any hesitation, "Your wife hand picked me to be your son's personal maid. I'm just doing what the Queen asked of me." She was so nervous right now. Blue eyes watched the King walk past her without another word and then she breathed a sigh of relief. To think she had almost been caught in a position with the Prince that would've invoked sexual thought.

"Maid."

Bulma looked up to see who was calling her employment title and noticed that it was the King. She replied with, "Yes your highness?"

"You shall be dismissed for the afternoon. You will dine with the other maids tonight. Be at the Maiden's dining hall at six. Then you will return here to my son's room and fulfill his needs. Do not stay with him past midnight. If I find out that you do, I will have your head."

"Yes, my lord." She quickly got out of the room and went next door to check out her new chambers which proved to be a lot more fancier than what she had been previously living in.

The King turned his attention to his son. Anger flooded his handsome and royal features. He was angry with his wife and would have to have a talk with her as soon as he returned to the throne room. Vegeta's eyes narrowed on the Prince and then he snapped, "Boy. You were not meant to see that saiya-jin woman. Your mother disobeyed my words, do you know what will be done to her?"

"I swear to Kami if you lay a hand on her---" He was quickly cut off.

"I assure you that there will be no harm done to your mother. As cold as I may be, I do respect her and I do care about her. And you know just as well as I do, that I don't care about anyone, not even you."

"Oh, well that's comforting," The young Prince replied with a sarcastic tone.

"Do not get flip with me, boy. I have no patience for your venomous mouth or your intolerant attitude." The King warned.

"Is there a reason you came in here?"

"Actually, there is. I was just wondering when you were going to become the King. You are already eighteen years old. You need to take a mate."

"I've told you before, I don't want a mate. If that's what it takes to gain control over the Kingdom, then I want no part of it. You can't force me into it either, or I'll throw away my pride for a brief moment and side with Lord Frieza."

"You wouldn't dare."

Prince Vegeta was silent for a few minutes before he finally replied in a harsh whisper, "You're right. I wouldn't. Now get out."

"Fine," was the only response that he got from his father. The King of Vegeta-sei quickly left his son's room. He could've killed that boy for his defiance and his betrayal.

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Bulma just couldn't stay in that room by herself, so she had decided to take a walk down to the Maid's department. She had to talk to Liana.

She was heading towards her curly brown haired friend until a hand on her shoulder stopped her in her tracks. That hand belonged to Yamcha, who was now standing in front of her. With an irritated sigh, she snapped, "WHAT?!"

"Calm down," he replied, "I was just curious if you wanted to finally have a relationship, now that you don't work for me."

"Haha. Very funny, I don't have time for jokes, Yamcha. What did you really want, bastard? Just because I've had sex with other slimeball saiya-jins, doesn't mean that I'm going to lower myself to sleep with a human. Now get the hell out of my face, asshole."

"Fine. Whatever, bitch." Yamcha said before he walked off to tend to his department and send the other maids out on their next assignments.

The blue haired saiya-jin chuckled to herself in amusement and quickly met up with her friend, Liana. She had to talk to her about Prince Vegeta and brag about the pass that he made at her. Bulma didn't really like Liana's personality much, but the brown haired saiya-jin had been the only one that was friendly to her and she was grateful for that. "Hello, Liana. How are you today?" The beautiful maid had a wicked grin on her face as she greeted the other female.

"Hey Bulma. I'm good, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine, thanks."

"How was your visit with the Prince?"

"It was interesting."

Liana paused, usually when Bulma says something was interesting, it meant that something happened. "Ok, Bulma. Spit it out. What happened?"

"Oooh. A few things. I argued with him."

"You did?!?! And he didn't kill you?! That's amazing."

"But there was something else that happened that I can't remember."

"Please tell me, Bulma!"

"He grabbed my tail."

"Like Radditz and Turles do?"

"Yes," she hissed.

"Wow. He never usually does anything to me," she replied with a hint of jealousy in her voice. "He never seemed like the slimeball type of guy to me."

"Not only that but he whispered in a sultry voice in my ear. It was purely and completely romantic." Bulma just wanted to gag on the inside, but she had to make it sound good so Liana would get jealous. She was bursting with laughter on the inside at the facial expressions that her companion made. Instead of saying something witty, her friend changed the subject.

"Let's see, you just cleaned his room. Which means in two days that he'll need someone else to clean it up for him. I wonder if Yamcha will make me go."

"Vegeta's room wont be messy ever again."

"How would you know?"

"Because, I'm going to be his personal maid. His mother chose me to take care of his quarters." Bulma replied with an evil gleam in her sapphire eyes. Seeing that she wasn't going to get a response out of the twit, she decided to leave. A nap was really sounding good about now.

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The saiya-jin Prince sat in his room pondering about the woman. Truely an enigma. Her coloring was unusual and most certainly rare. That meant one of her parents had to have had rare colors. The most important thing he was concentrating on was trying to figure out why he was so attracted to her. He could not deny that she was gorgeous. Her scent lingered in his room. It was a blend of lavender and roses.

He wondered how he was going to live with the temptress named Bulma. The simplest solution would be to just ignore her existance. Let her do her duties and then leave. With her loud mouth, he knew that was going to be hard to do. Although, Vegeta would not let a simple woman bring down his defenses.

Ebony pools glanced towards the clock noticing it was almost time for dinner. He wasn't really hungry, but he had to go to please his parents. He'd have to see the woman after dinner. The Prince stood on his feet and decided to get ready.

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Bulma had just woken up in time. She knew the other maids would be here soon to pick her up. Since they were all dining together, there was no reason for the fancy attire. She knew she was going to have to control herself and her temper around that rotten Prince. He already proved that he'd be able to kill her at any time he wanted. A knock on the door broke her out of her reverie. She opened the door to reveal the last person she expected to see standing there.

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A/N: I wonder who it could be? I dunno you'll have to find out! I promised I would update today, and I am! Thanks again for all the wonderful reviews. I love you guys. Yay. Review please!