Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ tHe DeStInY oF ChAlLeNgE ❯ And Yet We Meet Again... ( Chapter 2 )

The Destiny of Challenge

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~Author's Note- Hey everyone! Thank you all reviewers and readers. Please don't bother in writing flames, you chose to read this story and if you don't like it tuff… it isn't my fault because you chose a story that doesn't interest you. So far so good though, no flames have been made so that's cool =). Later…

Vegeta~24

Chi Chi~20

Bulma~21

Kakorrot~25

Chapter 2~ And Yet We Meet Again…

The Prince woke up wearily as a light flickered with in his room. As he sat up in his bed he realized a hideous wardrobe before him. With black loose pants that were ripped at the bottom edges and a white, once again, loose shirt that was smothered in dirt. Not to mention the lack in quality of fabric, the prince scowled at the sight as he stood up. He then stumbled over to the shower and started the water. About a half an hour later the prince opened the bathroom doors and walked out in his black silk boxers with the royal seal sown into the soft fabric. Picking up the clothes on his bed he sneered though placed them on his body. Afterwards he snuck throughout the palace walls until he finally reached the main barrier walls. `This might be more fun then I anticipated on…dame guards they have no purpose! They didn't even realize me sneaking about. I'll correct that when I return.' He thought to himself as he flew over the palace wall. Once back on solid ground two guards approached him. From the corner of his eye he could see his mother though he quickly turned his gaze to the guards once they were only two feet away from him. One of the guards had little hair if any and was small in stature. A bit rugged looking with the old battle Armour though his dark hair matched perfectly with it. Beside him was another guard, he was younger and seemed to be much stronger. He was taller than Vegeta especially with his wild spiky hair pointing in all directions. The younger guard was also dressed in much updated uniform of Armour though the Prince had spotted a royal seal tattooed near his collarbone, barely even noticeable under his Armour. Though the prince knew that the younger guard must be a royal guard and sent by his mother. Proud of himself that he noticed such a thing the Prince smirked inwardly. Though all of his thoughts were abruptly ended by the sound of a voice,

"Hey! Come along sl..a..v..e(the younger guard hesitated calling the Prince this) we'll take you to Lord Zaladar's and get you set up and such. By the way my name is Kakorrot!" the younger guard spoke cheerfully.

The older guard looked at Kakorrot suspiciously as he greeted the new slave and just concluded that he was gay and shrugged. Vegeta just shrugged and followed though before he was out of sight he turned to see his mother, Queen Loralie. She winked and nodded her head as he left her sight. For she knew that her son would be different once he returned and she could only hope for the better…

On The Streets of Vegeta-sei: Heading to Lord Zaladar's Estate

As the three of them made their way towards the estate they walked through numerous marketplaces and streets. Though almost everyone stopped to look at the slave, Vegeta, when he walked by him or her. Many were gossiping about how he resembled the males of the Royal family. Being the Prince and the King. As they walked Vegeta only could snicker at the protruding eyes gawking at him, though it especially annoyed him when they would make comments on how he looked and was dressed. Kakorrot simply chuckled at how Vegeta was taking it all. As Vegeta heard the sound of Kakorrot's laughter he immediately turned to him and gave him a death glare. Kakorrot smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. Vegeta then scowled and returned his glare to the crowds before him.

"You know Deza he sure does look like the Prince…" a girl starring at the angered Vegeta spoke.

The girl beside her shook her head,

"Oh no! The Prince is WAY cuter than that filthy thing!" Deza snapped back as she turned her back to him.

Vegeta had heard it all and just wanted to go ring her neck. But his thoughts were once again interrupted by the other girl's voice.

"Hmm…I guess. Though I bet he is a LOT nicer than that pig of a Prince." The young girl smiled at her comeback to her friend as if they were having a contest.

This continued throughout the entire walk though Vegeta did his best to ignore the ignorant fools. So, instead of listening he strutted his way through the towns as if he were dressed appropriately as the Prince of Vegeta-sei. Kakorrot noticed this but just chuckled under his breath instead of making any comment on the arrogant Prince. So caught up in his strutting the Prince didn't even notice that they had reached the mansion. The two guards all of the sudden halted in front of two large gates, though not noticing Vegeta continued strutting his way past them. Kakorrot let a laugh escape him before he called for the bewildered Prince.

"Uumm…sl..slave the entrance to the manor is back here." The young guard called out.

As the foolish Prince retraced his steps back to where the two guards were standing trying to hide his embarrassment. Though quickly fading as his pride took control once more. Simply smirking the egotistical prince entered the manor that would be his home for a month. Can the Prince survive being a slave? Or better yet can the Prince survive the hardships of love and emotions?

It Can't Be You!?

The Prince walked through the gates proudly and proceeded his way to the main doors. The two guards followed shortly after. He then clutched his hand around the handle to the enormous door as he started to turn it. Though he hand was quickly jerked away. The Prince growled as he saw who had grabbed him, it had been the older guard. About to send the guard to the next dimension he was roughly reminded whom he was portraying as he heard the guard's voice,

"You are quite the trouble maker, huh?" the guard said sternly but then began to chuckle a little bit.

"Come along…I'll lead you to the slaves quarters. Then your on you own." The guard spoke again.

The Prince jerked his head back and scowled though reluctantly followed the walking figures. Travelling through mazes of gates, bushes, gardens, and buildings they finally reached the slave quarters. They all sighed relieved that there were finally at their destination. Though relief was far from Vegeta's mind. Spending a whole month with weak saiyans and hideous females hardly excited him, but his pride wouldn't let him get by with out taking up his damn father's challenge. As the prince walked in he was surprised to see half way descent women and not too many male slaves. Though most of the female saiyan slaves were surrounding one male. He rolled his eyes at this as he was led to a small mat on the floor.

"This is where you are to be sleeping." The older guard spoke as if there wasn't anything wrong with it.

Even though the Prince had the exact opposite idea of the small mat lying before him. He gawked but quickly shut his mouth as he threw his small bag of belongings on the floor and crossed his arms. Kakorrot then set his small bag down on a mat directly across from Vegeta. For he was to be disguised as a low class guard though he really needn't be in the slave quarters he decided to continue out his duties this way. Vegeta was leaning against a wall with his arms still crossed. In anger his power level started to rise ripping a slit in his shirt down his chest. The fabric of the shirt being so weak it couldn't withstand much. This small show earned the attention of all the slaves in the room especially the females. Even the blue haired female who had just entered the room along with her best friend, Chi Chi. The two stopped right in the doorway keeping their eyes on, what they thought to be HOT, guy. They looked to each other grinning.

"Tell me he's here to say!" Chi Chi screeched joyfully.

"I hope the answer to that is yes!" she said grinning cannivingly.

"Look at his body! And his eyes…are…are…" Chi Chi gulped.

"Mesmerizing…" Bulma finished.

"Yeah." Chi Chi agreed.

They both sighed starring at their thought to be dream saiyan.

"He's absolutely perfect in every way…" Chi Chi said dreamily.

"Yeah…height never meant anything to me. I mean it's not like he's a dwarf." Bulma giggled though deep in thought.

"What are you talking about! He's taller than you silly." Chi Chi snapped.

"Is not! You can't count his spiky hair!" Bulma barked back.

"Are you talking about the guy up against the wall?" Chi Chi giggled.

"Yeah! Aren't you?" Bulma was confused.

Without even answering Chi Chi burst in laughter.

"Ha! My guy looks so much better…" Chi Chi spoke proudly.

"Who are you talking about!" Bulma started to get annoyed, she had to defend her man…right?

"The one sitting down across from him silly. Isn't it obvious? He's the cutest saiyan in here!" Chi Chi spoke proudly.

Bulma let her eyes wander from `her man' to the one across from him. She giggled sympathetically as if there was no contest.

"I wouldn't be laughing Chi Chi! Your guy is no comparison to mine." Bulma spoke with a wide grin on her face.

Chi Chi scowled though just broke out in silent laughter.

"Umm…Bulma what do you say about us going to meet `our guys' before we go any further?" they both began to giggle before regaining their composure.

Luckily no one had noticed the little episode. So, they made it as if they had just entered the room as they started to approach the new comers. As Bulma got a full view of the dark stranger her heart stopped. As she looked into his eyes, so dark and forbidding, this all seemed so familiar. Though once her gaze was returned his dark orbs reflecting her sapphire eyes. `I feel so…so…lost.' She thought to herself as she felt like she had lost control. She felt an elbow jab at her ribs which made her come back to reality, compliments of Chi Chi. Bulma cleared her throat as not to make a scene on what just had happened. Though she couldn't help but feel she knows the strange figure before her. Taking a second glance to his eyes she gasped, `It can't be him! It can't be the Prince! What are you talking about?' she thought to herself.

"Why do you stare at me woman?" Vegeta barked.

"Uhh…mmm." Bulma tried to get words out of her mouth.

"Shut your gapping mouth before I do it for you and send you into the next dimension." He snapped before she could respond fully.

At this Bulma was sure, it was the same bastard so many years ago! `But why would the Prince of Vegeta-sei be here? And as a…slave? It doesn't make any sense…' Bulma thought befuddled by the whole situation.

"Now when you say the next dimension, are you referring to hell?" Bulma asked sweetly with a ditzy voice.

"At least you got that much!" The arrogant prince snapped glaring at her evilly.

"Well be all means don't let me stop you! Anything is better than looking at your filthy face!" Bulma barked back furiously her eyes lighting with fire.

"I'm not stopping you from turning around woman!" Vegeta instantaneously snapped back at her response.

Bulma spun on her heel turning her body backside to Vegeta. Though on second thought Bulma all of the sudden turned back.

"You are under my orders here, I'm the managing employee, so I'm telling you to turn around!" she barked.

Vegeta smirked at her fury,

"Employee? You must mean SLAVE!!!"

"That would apply to you too!" Bulma snapped back.

Chi Chi turned to see Bulma's face bright red from fury. She could tell that her friend was about to pounce on her victim, Vegeta! Chi Chi ended her constant starring with Kakorrot to grab her friend's wrist and lead her friend to her bed. Bulma reluctantly let her friend pull her aside, though Chi Chi was freakishly strong. So really she didn't have a choice. Everyone in the room was silent. The silence was broken by a small chuckle coming from Vegeta as he smirked at Bulma. Bulma turned to look at him and to his immense surprise she smiled back and winked at him. He winced as he saw her eyes flame with fury. He then knew that she would be trouble…though he really had no idea what he was getting himself into. Bulma looked to him once more, `Now it's my turn you bastard' she thought to herself. She then turned her back to him with a swish of her beautiful blue hair. Kakorrot had an `O' shape on his mouth and turned to Vegeta.

"Wow! Does she hate you or what?" he said smiling sheepishly as usual.

"Shut your moth Kakorrot! I didn't even think you would notice anything from how you were staring at that friend of hers!" Vegeta snapped smirking.

Kakorrot blushed bright pink and dropped the subject. With triumph Vegeta grinned and turned his head about viewing all the saiyans that were presently in the room. His gaze fell upon a male slave. `Obviously a weak fool, that's the one that all women were fluttering about. They most definitely haven't met a real saiyan if they perceive him as fit' he thought grinning inwardly. The male slave was starring at Vegeta with his mouth wide open glancing from him over to where Bulma was. Bulma also noticed the male slave doing so and it was obvious she didn't approve of it. But before Vegeta could say his well known `I'll send you to the next dimension if you don't do what I say' speech he heard the blue haired female,

"Yamcha! If you don't close your damn big mouth I'm going to come over there and close it for you!" Bulma said bluntly though agitated.

As soon as the one called Yamcha turned to see Vegeta he could make out a smirk forming on his face. `Oh no, this is my joint and these are my ladies…I show them' Yamcha thought to himself as he began to grin himself.

"Well Bulma Babe, I knew you were always a fire cracker…but my, my, what a feisty gal you are tonight." Yamcha said smoothly while licking his lips and letting out a low growl.

Bulma eyes got big, she couldn't believe what Yamcha was trying to pull…`What is Yamcha trying to pull?' she thought asking herself.

"Please Yamcha don't make me gag! And what did I tell you about `Bulma Babe'? SHUT UP! We will never…I repeat NEVER… will be together!" Bulma screeched, it looked as though she was about to kill someone.

And Chi Chi learned the hard way not to overlook this in her friend so she decided the best way to calm her down was make her laugh. And to do so she took one of her slippers off her feet and threw it directly at Yamcha's head. Which to her amusement hit in square in the nose. Everyone immediately started to crack up in hysterical laughter including Bulma. Though of course a few of Yamcha's `ladies' came to his side though they are hardly worth mentioning.

"Ok…ok…(pausing in laughter)…that's enough everyone. To sleep with you all!" Bulma said sternly for she knew tomorrow was another day of work, yet a day with pleasures as well.

For Bulma, being a bitch was always fun! `As they say Payback's a Bitch' Bulma thought giggling while eyeing Vegeta. Vegeta noticed this and his eyebrows furrowed in thought `What can that damn woman be thinking!'. Unknowingly Vegeta dug himself in a ditch and now he can't get out…what does the evil Bulma have in store for the unexpecting Prince.

A/U~

Okay hey everyone! Thanks for reviewing I really appreciate it. It keeps me writing this story so keep it up =) …anyways about Vegeta…it does change though he isn't the one who chooses…trust me it'll be funny! Though you'll have to see what happens on Day 1- =) …later y'all