Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ tHe DeStInY oF ChAlLeNgE ❯ Do You Think You Can Handle This?... ( Chapter 4 )

The Destiny of Challenge

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Chapter 4~ Do You Think You Can Handle This?

After Bulma was satisfied that her last words had sunk into Vegeta or Stump's thick head she rolled on the ball of her heel to turn around. Causing her hair to whip around her shoulder. Each blue strand giving a chilling effect though radiant as they lit with the light that descended so harshly on the planet of Vegeta-sei. The sand beneath her was caught in the breeze as Bulma's swift movement harshly tossed them up. As Bulma lifted her foot to walk away from the scene she was stopped by a grip that clung to her shoulder. The touch of the masculine arm sent a chill down her spine. Before she could turn a harsh voice whispered into her ear,

"Don't play games with me little onna. I am far exceeding your league." Vegeta's voice spoke with a tint of amusement.

Bulma then jerked her head to the right so her hair would slap into the young prince's face. She succeeded to do so, though did her best to suppress the laughter that was conjuring up deep within her throat. Then turning to view her `attacker' she smirked as she looked from the top of his head down to his feet. Trying to muster up her most sympathetic and accusing face she could at the sight of the god like body that stood so close to her.

"Looks to me like your tongue holds no truth to the words it speaks." She spoke as if judging the features that she viewed before her.

Then crossing her arms across her chest, mocking Vegeta's stance along with a scowl on her face. Though sadistic joy could be seen in her light blue eyes as she stared back at him.

"Will that be all...baka." Bulma said nonchalantly.

Though before Stump could even reply Bulma turned on her heel once more and swayed her hips as she walked away from the scowling form that she left behind. Vegeta's scowl turned into a smirk as he saw the corners of the retreating woman's mouth curving up into a triumphant grin.

"Oh, before I forget…You have been assigned to Lord Zaladar's daughters quarters. Any errands that they need completed you are to perform. Basically just oblige them at their every whim. For that is your orders." Bulma spoke over her shoulder before she walked into a rather large building, which resembled a kitchen.

Vegeta's smirk disappeared just as quickly as it appeared.

"Damn woman!" he muttered repeatedly as he stomped away from where the blue haired beauty was currently at.

`I want to be as far away from…from…that damn onna as possible!' he thought to himself, as his scowl deepened not even knowing where he was headed.

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Bulma fumbled around with the kitchen utensils, terrorizing a loaf of bread with whatever she could find.

"That damn baka! I hate him! I hate him!" she practically screamed as her anger rose at an increasing rate.

`He just so pig headed! And oh how I despise him so. I…I…could just' she thought to herself as she started to speak aloud.

"Just…kiss him!" she shouted.

Realizing what she had just said she clamped her mouth shut tightly with her hands. Holding her breath as she furiously tried to convince herself that what had been said had no actual truth. `My tongue just slipped. Ya that must be it! I would never let that bastard touch me!' she thought to herself nodding her head in agreement to her thoughts. So involved with her own thought process she didn't even realize Chi Chi standing to the side of her with her mouth gapping open. When Bulma turned to her friend, Chi Chi's wide mouth curved into a patronizing grin as she stared down at her blue haired friend.

"WHAT!?" Bulma barked angered at Chi Chi's grinning face.

Before Bulma knew it her friend was clutching her stomach as she rolled on the floor in hysterical laughter. Her face beet red as she tossed and turned on the floor. Bulma's features crossed into a scowl at her obviously traitor of a friend.

"You're lucky that I cleaned that floor yesterday." Bulma spoke crossly.

Chi Chi rose her body up onto her knees as she gazed at her angered friend. Chi Chi then looked down to her dress, examining if she had been dirtied at all. A small smudge was at the edge of the torn fabric of her ragged dress.

"Well looks to me like you missed a spot." Chi Chi gasped out in the middle of small giggles before she went into another fit of laughter.

Bulma couldn't help but laugh at her now bawling friend from all of laughter. Chi Chi suddenly stopped her outrageous laughter as she eyed her friend curiously.

"What's so funny!" Chi Chi snapped accusingly.

"Your…face. It's so damn red! Someone could mistake you for a Sepo-jinn…" Bulma spoke between her laughter.

Chi Chi's confusion turned into a scowl. For how could she say she resembled a Sepo-jinn? There skin was redder than the damn planet they lived on! Noticing Chi Chi's scowl Bulma attempted to pull her self together though failed miserably as her friend turned even redder from anger. Instead of ending her continuous laughter Bulma simply pointed at Chi Chi's darkened face.

"I wouldn't say another word little miss! I'm not the one who has a crush on…S.t.u.m.p!" Chi Chi snarled like saiyans do.

Bulma's laughter and fun ended as the last word was spoken. Now gawking at her friend she growled from the pit of her stomach, her tail whipping about her in anger.

"What! You must be joking me!" Bulma barked in defense and sheer anger.

Chi Chi simply rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. This only angered Bulma more though she fought it back awaiting an explanation from her supposedly best friend. `What an insult! I mean Stump…or actually the Prince…but still!" Bulma screamed in her head.

Chi Chi smiled inwardly.

"I'm simply just stating what's obvious…" she muttered quietly barely even audible.

"Maybe I attracted minutely! But the man's repulsive…even if he could be called a man." Bulma spat.

The hate for the young prince was apparent. Chi Chi gave up with a sigh.

"I'm sorry Bulma…it's just I over heard you. And…and…jumped to conclusions." Chi Chi gasped out while watching how Bulma would respond.

A grin passed over the blue haired saiyan as her friend admitted to her `wrongs'. Chi Chi nodded her head mockingly and sighed.

"Well lets not waste any more time. It's time to get to work!" Chi Chi nodded in agreement and they began preparing breakfast for both the `employees' and Lord Zaladar's family.

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Stump halted in front of a wide pair of doors. After walking and cursing for sometime now he had gotten bored. Curiosity got the best of him as he started to turn the lever to the door nearest to him. A smirk grew on his face once a grand room came into view. Nothing as extravagant as that of the palace but the sight was much more appealing than the slave quarters. Not to mention the velvet cushioned bed that was too the far right of the room. `Forget that damn mat! And that damn woman's rules…' he thought to himself as he gradually closed the door behind him and proceeded into the rather large room. Already deciding that he was going to stay here rather than with the likes of all those commoners he continued walking towards the bed. To his utter horror a form lay in the bed peacefully. To his relief the saiyan within it was still in slumber. Once Stump got a glimpse of the lying form he mumbled something under his breath.

"Great! Just what I need…another damn onna!"

Luckily the sleeping woman hadn't detected the now aggravated prince that had entered her sleeping quarters. Stump stalked his way over to exit from the `damn' saiyan's room when all of the sudden he felt a difference in the ki signature.

"Humph." Stump growled knowing the sleeping female wasn't asleep anymore.

Hearing a small gasp he turned to see a wide-eyed female speechless. In panic she jumped out of bed holding a sheet over her. The girls black hair threaded it way across her body as she frantically stood to face Stump. His arms were crossed over his chest, in his usual stance, with an annoyed look on his face. Her eyes jolted about the room in means for escape though to her dismay the only exit was blocked by a very handsome saiyan.

"What…are you doing…who are you?" the girl gasped out in a shaken voice.

"Definitely not here for you, so you can't stop your damn babble!" Stump snapped as the startled girl stared at him.

She was offended by the last comment though she was too afraid to provoke the obviously strong saiyan before her.

"…Well…uhh…who are you?" she tried to say softly as not to anger the intruder.

"Humph…You shall address me as none other than." The prince grumbled out, stopping before telling the insolent woman in front of him that he was the mighty Prince of Vegeta-sei.

He grinned as she watched him expectantly. Voices from outside of her quarters could be heard.

"STUMP! STUMP! Damn bastard, stop hiding!" a feminine voice called out harshly. Stump's eyes turned towards the door as it jolted open.

"Umm…Halie, breakfast is ready to be served." The blue haired slave peaked her head in the opening.

Immediately gasping at the sight of Stump in the room as well. Her surprised features grew into a frown at the sight of Halie in nothing except for a white sheet that she clung to herself. In seeing Bulma's frown Stump grinned almost triumphantly.

"Woman you're disturbing me!" Stump spat, even though his voice didn't have the same dangerous edge to it.

Rather amused he looked upon the `woman' as her hands clutched into fists.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING…SLAVE!" she barked furiously trying to control the anger raging within her.

Dark black orbs stared back at Bulma maliciously as she spoke the word `slave'. His hard glare only to be returned by the defying ice, cold glare of two sapphire eyes. A chill ran through his body as Bulma turned all of her attention to the now uneasy Stump.

"I'm sorry Halie that I didn't inform you that this…is your new SLAVE." Bulma spoke somewhat sarcastically not retreating from the dark orbs that seemed to be burning inside her.

Stump let out a low growl as he looked at into the fiery eyes of the blue haired saiyan. Before he even realized it he felt a tug on his arm. His muscles tensed as he lifted his right arm to dispose of whatever was clinging onto him. As he turned his head he stopped his hand in mid-air. The creature that clung to him so possessively was…the `woman'. Surprised by her actions Stump could only look at her slightly shocked. Though before he knew it the tugging increased as she attempted to drag him out of the room. Immediately he planted his feet roughly to the floor stopping all movement. Bulma shot her head back glaring harshly at Stump.

"Lets go baka! We have things to do!" she shouted even though he was only inches away.

"Correction, there is no `we' there is I and your insignificant self." He responded cruelly looking upon her.

Her eyebrows furrowed in anger as she lifted her hand to slap him. The Prince was never attacked; by any slave at least, especially an onna. Caught by surprise Bulma's flat hand landed on Stump's face hard. With a fierce glare on the egotistical saiyan she retracted her hand and stomped out of the living quarters of Halie.

"Hurry up bastard! And I'm sorry for the interruption Halie." Bulma shot out over her shoulder angrily.

`Damn Prince needs to get his foot out of his ass and step into the real world!' she thought enraged. `Hmm…once he knows I know that he really is the Prince I'll have to tell him that. As advice' she thought impressed with herself. Her eyes squinted as she tried to develop a scheme to really let the bastard feel her wrath. As ideas were plotted through her head she tried to choose what would get to him the most. `That's exactly what'll do! He won't even know what hit him.' She mused as she walked along. `You better be ready to face your worst nightmare because Princey, I've got news for you! It all comes in one compact package with extreme beauty and brains. And little something happens to be..'

"ME!" she shouted happily with a sadistic smile intruding on her beautiful features.

She would hit him where it really hurts… `his pride' she thought to herself. Just imagining how her plan would effect the Prince. `You would think that the only thing that makes up his entire being is pride and anger…I wonder if there is more to his onyx eyes' she thought to herself slightly leaning off the subject. Jumping back into her evil thoughts she entered the kitchen once more. With a satisfied grin on her face as she viewed the numerous delicious morsels to fulfill her aching hunger.

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After Bulma had made her exit from Halie's living quarters Stump followed suit leaving a bewildered Halie behind. After the scene with the two she couldn't help but gawk as he strode out of her private quarters. She really just couldn't believe it! `He so wanted me.' She thought as she pulled some clothes on.

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Stump was furious of being so humiliated `by…by…that damn woman!' he thought as he stalked his way through the gardens. Crushing anything that happened to be in his way, or anything that was blue. Reminding him of Bulma's blue hair and sapphire eyes he destroyed them. Directing his anger to anything that disturbed him in anyway. He just couldn't believe that the onna had tried to slap him, let alone him not even realizing it until he felt the sting on his face. How could he be so distracted? The Prince just couldn't understand it, yet somewhere in the back of his mind he knew what it was. Yet wouldn't let it be true. He growled and continued his rampage in the gardens. Though his appetite wouldn't be left unfulfilled…he would have to go and eat with the damn onna even if it killed him.

A/N~ Now it's time for Bulma's plan to get into action…what could it be???