Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ledgendary Child ❯ Chapter 8
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: earlsblueeyedangel 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.31.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 272 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.31.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 272 | Status: Completed
(Planet Vegeta-sei...)
Vegeta looked into the night sky as the small pod grew closer to his home. He watched from his pace in the Docking Bay as it docked. He moved closer, his broad arms crossed as the pod opened and a young girl with sky blue, waist length hair emerged. She was as tall as him, him being an inch or two taller and was very lean, yet muscular. Her form was very feminine with curves in just the right places. That's when he noticed her tail, it's color slightly darker than her hair. She looked odd colored for a Sayian, but when her cerulean eyes looked up at him coldly he lost all train of thought as he drowned in the liquid pools.
"You look familiar," she said as she walked over to him. "Have we met before?" Vegeta blinked in confusion as her voice entered his thoughts.
"No, I know that I would remember seeing a blue Sayian." This sentence made Bulma frown. She folded her arms like he was and growled.
"First off I am not a Sayian!" Vegeta looked confused at her statement, but frowned as well.
"Girl, you have a tail like a Sayian and," he took a sniff in the air. "you smell like a Sayian with human mixed in." Bulma growled again as she moved closer to the man in front of her, trying to intimidate him.
"Your nose must be clogged asshole. I am Ice-jin and daughter to the Lord Frieza," at these words Bulma saw some recognition fill his cold onyx eyes. "Ah, I see that you know of my father." Vegeta nodded curtly.
"You are Bulma, that young girl that came into my training room several years ago. Why are you here?" Bulma looked at him more closely and realized that he was the young boy who had insulted her father years ago.
"I am here to train. I wish to become stronger. I am tired of killing weak beings who can not fight back. I want a challenge." Vegeta smirked. She was acting so Sayian-jin in her mannerism, but he knew that he could not tell her that for she would only deny it. It seemed that Frieza had lied to the girl for a long time.
"You can stay since what you say makes me interested. I believe that you will be a proper challenge for myself, but I want to see what you can do. First fight some of the lower class and work your way up. I will wait for your challenge." With that he turned from her and headed into the palace walls. "Follow me wench. I will show you to your room." Bulma growled, but followed him.
"My name is Bulma, not wench and you should respect me since I am royal standing as well." Vegeta smirked as they headed down the hall toward the royal chambers.
"I do not have to show respect to you or any one else that I chose not to." Bulma glowed low in her throat, but stopped as Vegeta came to stand in front of a closed door, that 's when she realized that she was in that part of the palace that she had been several years ago. "This is your room. Mine is next to it. Good night." Bulma frowned as Vegeta entered the room next to her's, but shrugged it off as she entered her plush apartment. She surveyed all the rooms with enthusiasm. She had a small kitchen, a large bathroom and her large bedroom that was connected to it. It was heaven. The coloring in this apartment was a deep red with a sprinkle of gold, ivory, and black. As she headed for the bed she realized that she had no other cloths then the ones she had on. She didn't want to sleep with the spandex suit that she had on so she took it off and slept in her bed that night in the nude.
(The Next Morning...)
Bulma awoke to a noise in her otherwise quiet room that made her sit up quickly. The door to her room opened to reveal a young girl about her age with pale skin and black hair. She looked around before entering the room with an armful of cloths.
"Who are you?" Bulma inquired as she pulled her sheets over her head. The girl looked startled for a moment.
"Glad to see that you are up," the girl said as she put the cloths into her large closet. "My name is Chi-Chi and I am your servant." Bulma looked shocked for a moment. "I am mostly Prince Vegeta's servant, but he is lending me to you for your stay here."
"Why would he do that? I do not like servants and for that reason my father never gave me any." Chi-Chi smiled.
"Well, I can't really answer that question since I do not know the answer, but I was also to tell you to be ready in one hour for your first fight." Bulma looked at the clock that sat on a stand next to her bed. It was only six in the morning.
"What is this fight and why does he think that he can order me to do anything?" Chi-Chi laughed as she now moved to sit in front of Bulma on her bed.
"He told me that you wanted to train to become stronger, so he wanted to test your strength. He does this for no one else, so he must believe that you truly want to get stronger." Bulma sat for a moment taking in what she had just heard. So the little prince wanted to test her strength. Fine with her. "You will be fighting against my mate as well." Bulma looked confused for a moment, but decided to ask about it later. Instead she got up and headed for the bath. Oh, this was going to be a great day!
Vegeta looked into the night sky as the small pod grew closer to his home. He watched from his pace in the Docking Bay as it docked. He moved closer, his broad arms crossed as the pod opened and a young girl with sky blue, waist length hair emerged. She was as tall as him, him being an inch or two taller and was very lean, yet muscular. Her form was very feminine with curves in just the right places. That's when he noticed her tail, it's color slightly darker than her hair. She looked odd colored for a Sayian, but when her cerulean eyes looked up at him coldly he lost all train of thought as he drowned in the liquid pools.
"You look familiar," she said as she walked over to him. "Have we met before?" Vegeta blinked in confusion as her voice entered his thoughts.
"No, I know that I would remember seeing a blue Sayian." This sentence made Bulma frown. She folded her arms like he was and growled.
"First off I am not a Sayian!" Vegeta looked confused at her statement, but frowned as well.
"Girl, you have a tail like a Sayian and," he took a sniff in the air. "you smell like a Sayian with human mixed in." Bulma growled again as she moved closer to the man in front of her, trying to intimidate him.
"Your nose must be clogged asshole. I am Ice-jin and daughter to the Lord Frieza," at these words Bulma saw some recognition fill his cold onyx eyes. "Ah, I see that you know of my father." Vegeta nodded curtly.
"You are Bulma, that young girl that came into my training room several years ago. Why are you here?" Bulma looked at him more closely and realized that he was the young boy who had insulted her father years ago.
"I am here to train. I wish to become stronger. I am tired of killing weak beings who can not fight back. I want a challenge." Vegeta smirked. She was acting so Sayian-jin in her mannerism, but he knew that he could not tell her that for she would only deny it. It seemed that Frieza had lied to the girl for a long time.
"You can stay since what you say makes me interested. I believe that you will be a proper challenge for myself, but I want to see what you can do. First fight some of the lower class and work your way up. I will wait for your challenge." With that he turned from her and headed into the palace walls. "Follow me wench. I will show you to your room." Bulma growled, but followed him.
"My name is Bulma, not wench and you should respect me since I am royal standing as well." Vegeta smirked as they headed down the hall toward the royal chambers.
"I do not have to show respect to you or any one else that I chose not to." Bulma glowed low in her throat, but stopped as Vegeta came to stand in front of a closed door, that 's when she realized that she was in that part of the palace that she had been several years ago. "This is your room. Mine is next to it. Good night." Bulma frowned as Vegeta entered the room next to her's, but shrugged it off as she entered her plush apartment. She surveyed all the rooms with enthusiasm. She had a small kitchen, a large bathroom and her large bedroom that was connected to it. It was heaven. The coloring in this apartment was a deep red with a sprinkle of gold, ivory, and black. As she headed for the bed she realized that she had no other cloths then the ones she had on. She didn't want to sleep with the spandex suit that she had on so she took it off and slept in her bed that night in the nude.
(The Next Morning...)
Bulma awoke to a noise in her otherwise quiet room that made her sit up quickly. The door to her room opened to reveal a young girl about her age with pale skin and black hair. She looked around before entering the room with an armful of cloths.
"Who are you?" Bulma inquired as she pulled her sheets over her head. The girl looked startled for a moment.
"Glad to see that you are up," the girl said as she put the cloths into her large closet. "My name is Chi-Chi and I am your servant." Bulma looked shocked for a moment. "I am mostly Prince Vegeta's servant, but he is lending me to you for your stay here."
"Why would he do that? I do not like servants and for that reason my father never gave me any." Chi-Chi smiled.
"Well, I can't really answer that question since I do not know the answer, but I was also to tell you to be ready in one hour for your first fight." Bulma looked at the clock that sat on a stand next to her bed. It was only six in the morning.
"What is this fight and why does he think that he can order me to do anything?" Chi-Chi laughed as she now moved to sit in front of Bulma on her bed.
"He told me that you wanted to train to become stronger, so he wanted to test your strength. He does this for no one else, so he must believe that you truly want to get stronger." Bulma sat for a moment taking in what she had just heard. So the little prince wanted to test her strength. Fine with her. "You will be fighting against my mate as well." Bulma looked confused for a moment, but decided to ask about it later. Instead she got up and headed for the bath. Oh, this was going to be a great day!