Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Queen's Guard ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer; I do not own Dragonball Z/GT or any of the characters

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"Chichi please, reconsider!"

"Bulma I'm doing this whether you like it or not,"

"But Chi I've seen how the people in the palace really treat the workers. You haven't and I don't want anything to happen to you,"

"Bulma I'm 29 not 12! I can look after myself!"

"Vegeta tell her this is a bad idea!"

"I'm not one to agree with you woman! . but she's right this time it is to dangerous," Vegeta said stepping out of the shadows to stand next to his mate.

"I want to earn my own keep for once in my life instead of everything being handed to me on a silver platter that why I'm going to work for the palace," Chichi,

"Do you even know what to do?" Bulma asked

"I've clean for myself my whole life! And Vegeta certainly think I can cook,"

Vegeta merely snorted

Chichi glared at the two. "I can't stay in your quarters forever! It's not big enough!"

"This is the biggest quarters in the entire palace apart from the royal ones!" Vegeta snapped.

"Yes and for you two and Baby Trunks it's big, but if you add me it makes it smaller," Chichi muttered and with that headed out the door.

Vegeta hmphed and Bulma sighed slumping into the coach.

"Well that look makes you live up to your title," Vegeta snorted.

"Go to hell," Bulma snapped

Vegeta was cut off from his reply by a knock at the door.

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Chichi hurried down the corridors of the palace.

She'd grown up playing in the palace with Bulma and knew every secret passage there was to make her journey to the workers quarters faster.

Chichi make it just in time or so she thought.

Chichi was grabbed roughly by the arm and yanked around to face her captor.

Chichi had to swallow the bile that rose in her throat at the sight and smell of her captor

The guy was almost three times her size. With mattered dirty shoulder length hair that was black from filth and its natural colour could have been anyone's guess.

His clothes were ripped and covered in BO and dirt with the smell to match. A few day old stubble covered his face and framed his mouth of rotten teeth.

His breath was the worst thing Chichi had ever smelt in her life. It was a mix of Whiskey, tobacco and rotten teeth which made her stomach churn.

"So we have a new slave!"

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Goku woke from his sleep by a jab in the ribs.

"Wha.?"

"Dad we've arrived at the palace you've got to wake up!" a young voice laughed

"Ok son I'm awake," Goku yawned climbing to his feet.

Grabbing their bags the pair headed to the exit as the plane began to descend for landing.

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Bulma quickly straighten herself before Vegeta opened the door.

"Lady Bulma ." The solider bowed and Bulma smiled.

"General Vegeta!" The solider saluted to Vegeta who merely snorted.

"I was asked to inform you that the ship with Sergeant Goku has arrived," The soldier reported.

"Anything else?" Vegeta demanded

"No sir,"

Vegeta slammed the door in his face.

"Vegeta!!!!!!!!"

"What woman!"

"Oh hell I give up on you!"

"Like I care, stupid woman."

Bulma rolled her eyes deciding to change the topic.

"So Goku is the other Saiyan?"

'Snort'

"Is he nice?"

"Unfortunately,"

"Good let's go and meet him then," Bulma said and got to her feet.

"No way in hell! I am not meeting him."

"What he's your friend isn't he?"

Silence but Bulma knew that look.

"Good it's about time you think of someone as a friend!"

"WOMAN HE IS NOT MY FRIEND!"

"Whatever you say Veggie! Come on let's go," and with that Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm and dragged him out of the room.

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END OF CHAPTER TWO. TBC. PLEASE REVIEW. LUV XENNIE.B