Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Event to Last a Lifetime ❯ CH3 ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

CH3

The landing was a little rough, but it was nothing Bulma had not experienced before. This planet was oddly beautiful. It has two suns, red skies, and blue grass. How different it was from Earth she thought as Kakkarot's arm was offered for her to take. She reached in his direction, but was distracted by the ship that landed next to theirs. It was the same ship, but no guard stepped out with the princess. She was gorgeous. She had long black hair and the greenest eyes as far as Bulma could tell. Her dress was black with red rubies sparkling in the suns around the top. It definitely out classed Bulma's dress which was red with pink swirls. She looked in Kakkarots direction and found him looking at the princess as well. His face did not seem as surprised as Bulma's had when she laid eyes on this woman.

"Kakkarot, who is she? She is so pretty. This is going to be harder than I thought." Kakkarot turned to face her. "That is princess Kyra from planet Kissi. She is not one to make friends with so please tell me you will stay away from her. She is the one princess that the Sayain people would not mind having as their queen since she is as evil as they." Bulma looked scared, but Kakkarot was only telling her the truth so she might as well heed his request. "Alright Kakkarot. I will stay away from her as best I can. What do we do now?" She noticed he was looking around the crowd for someone. Who is he looking for? All of these people are intimidating. They are all looking at me with distaste and looking at Kyra as a God. What is going on? A few seconds passed and a Sayain guard made his way toward the trio. He stopped when he placed his eyes on Bulma. He thought, "Now that is a strange looking creature." His head snapped to look at Kyra. She was as beautiful as he remembered. "I am sorry to inform you that Prince Vegeta is unable to meet with you now as he is busy." Kakkarot knew he was not busy. He was probably training. The King asked specifically that he retrieve Bulma from her planet and bring her here safely so the prince could see her before the Ball. Of course he should have known the arrogant prince would not obey his father's wishes.

Kakkarot stepped forward out of Bulma's grasp and spoke to the warrior. "Where is the prince? I need to know as I was on specific orders from the King to bring this princess here with my escort." The warrior swayed as he knew Kakkarot was the third strongest Sayain on the planet behind the King and Prince. Why would the King want him to bring this ugly creature to his planet? "I am not at liberty to say. I was only ordered to make the announcement." Kyra stole a glance at Bulma. Why did she have a guard and Kyra did not? Well she did not need a guard. She was capable of taking care of herself. Kyra thought Bulma was no threat to her bonding with the Prince as she looked her up and down. Her body is small and weak. She has no muscles to defend herself. The Prince will see nothing in this creature. She will be sent back after tonight's Ball. Her hair is blue and so are her eyes. Is she from some type of ocean covered planet? This is not a woman, but a mere girl. She most certainly is not a threat to me.

Kakkarot was getting tired of arguing with this fool so he grabbed for Bulma's arm and started toward the palace. Once he was out of the crowd, he felt an arm snake around his unattended one. "Kyra, what do you want? I am already escorting Princess Bulma to the palace and cannot take you as well. You know the procedure," he said with a hint of anger in his words. Bulma stared at the other woman with surprise. This woman was even more beautiful up close. Bulma didn't have a chance if these were the looks of the other princesses as well. "I know the procedure, Kakkarot, but I was not sent a guard to bring me here, only a ship. Why is that? Am I not as important as this ugly creature on your other arm?" she said with a devious smile. Bulma heard the words, but could not think of anything bad to say to this woman. She was perfect. She decided to ignore her rudeness and continue to the palace. Kakkarot arrived at the palace doors with two very angry women on his arms. A few low class warriors were standing at the doors so he decided to be devious himself. "Tono, please escort Princess Kyra to her room while the others are unloading her things." He knew this was making her mad as she was better than these low lives. She turned with fury in her eyes at Kakkarot. "You cannot be serious. These pigs are not worthy to even be in my presence." Kakkarot held a smile," I do not think you are in any position to speak about our warriors in such a way Princess Kyra. They will escort you to your room as I will escort Princess Bulma to hers," he said as he smiled at Bulma. She was happy Kakkarot was defending her when she did not know how. "Thank you Kakkarot. Shall we proceed?" she said as she turned her head to face Kyra and ascend the few steps that led to the entrance doors.

As they entered the palace they heard the curses and screams of Princess Kyra behind them. They both began to laugh as the doors were shut behind them. "Oh, Kakkarot, thank you for taking up for me. I did not know what to say to her. She is beautiful, but it seems only on the outside,' Bulma said with a snicker. "I am sorry she offended you. She has the reputation of putting women down when she believes they are worthless. I believe you are gorgeous on the inside and out so the prince would be stupid to not notice you," he said with a blush. Bulma's face was turning red. She enjoyed the compliment, but Kakkarot was no more than a friend. "Thank you. Where are we headed now?" Kakkarot was ordered by the King to bring her to him right after they arrived. "We are off to see King Vegeta. He requested to see you before you are taken to your quarters." Bulma was nervous, but excited at the same time. Wow, the King wants to see me. Why in Kami's name would he want to see me and not Kyra. She most certainly would be the top choice of the Prince. "Then shall we head that way?"

Bulma had never seen this type of beauty in her entire life. The palace walls were plain, but elegant. Royal blue curtains hung from every window and a blood red carpet weaved its way across the floor. Doors upon doors lined the walls as well. "We are in the conference hall and all of these doors lead to the King's private offices," he said as if he read Bulma's mind. They finally stopped to catch their breathe, well so Bulma could catch hers. The doors they stopped in front of were huge. They went all the way to the ceiling which was as far as Bulma's eyes could see. Kakkarot noticed her looking and told her, "These doors are heavy so you would not be able to open them. I am not being cross with you, but your kind is weak." Bulma nodded still in awe of the space she was in.

Kakkarot eyed her momentarily only to ask, "Are you ready to meet the King of my planet?" She was shocked that this was where the King did his work and he had invited her to see it. She was surely lucky. Kakkarot coughed to get Bulma's attention. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be!"