Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Event to Last a Lifetime ❯ CH4 ( Chapter 4 )

CH4

 

They entered the King's conference hall as soon as another door was slammed further in the room. Kakkarot already knew who it was. The King probably found out Vegeta did not show up when they landed and told him to meet him here. The King was a mischievous man. Kakkarot introduced," King Vegeta of planet Vegeta please welcome Princess Bulma Briefs from planet Earth," he said trying not to laugh at the King's expression. Bulma was terribly nervous, but stepped out from behind Kakkarot as he stated her name. The King's eyes bulged. He never thought King Brief's daughter could be so beautiful. Her blue hair and blue eyes made her look like an angel. He stood at the end of his long conference table, but was unable to move. This child, no woman, made his knees weak. He was unable to speak for a few minutes, and Bulma was becoming more nervous. She did not know what to say to this handsome older man. He finally broke the silence. "Princess welcome to our land. Please come and have a seat so we may talk." She was led by Kakkarot to the seat adjacent from his King. "Kakkarot, please go find Vegeta and talk some sense into him. He wishes not to go through with this Ball, but if this beautiful young lady is going to be attending I believe he will change his mind." Bulma was now blushing. She turned from the man beside her and looked at Kakkarot. He bowed to them both and took the door behind the King.

 

Bulma was looking around the room at the statues and paintings that were scattered across the floor. The King had not said a word more to her since Kakkarot had left. Unbeknownst to Bulma, the King did not remember what he was going to speak with her about. Finally Bulma could not take the silence any longer, "King, I would like to know why you have requested my presence. I see no other princess or guard for that matter." He was surprised she was so forward with a King. "Princess you are the daughter of my dear friend and I wanted to see for myself the beauty he brags upon every time we speak. He tells of how you turned from a scrawny young girl to a full alluring woman. I mean no disrespect in the matter as I can see you are beautiful, but my worry is you will not see my son." Bulma was definitely confused now. What was he talking about? "You see, my son is still very young at twenty years and does not see the need in a mate. I must say I felt the same when I bonded with my mate twenty years ago. He refuses to see any of the princesses I have invited to our home. I believe he does not want to even look at you all because he thinks he might fall for one of you. I tried to challenge him with that knowledge, but he did not take the bait."

 

Bulma was beginning to become mad at this arrogant Prince Vegeta. He has no right to have all of these beautiful women pinning for his counterpart and he not even wanting to see them. "I am sorry, but I must speak my mind. You son is a fool if he does not want to see us. I personally do not want to be here, but I came for my people. Now once I am here, he doesn't even want to see me?" She was now standing up with rage. The King touched the hand that was still on the table beside him. "Please, Princess Bulma, he means no disrespect. He is young and stupid. I have a feeling Kakkarot will convince him to come to the Ball tonight." King Vegeta stood and began to pace the floor behind his large chair. "I must make a confession princess. I could care less if any other princess arrived on this planet as long as you did." Bulma snapped her head to see the King sitting in his chair once again and holding her hand. "Bulma, if I may call you that, I have chosen you for Vegeta's next mate. He just doesn't know it yet. I will not force my son into claiming you as his mate, but I will make it clear to him who my choice is." Bulma was speechless. Why me? I am no prettier than the other princesses that will be coming here. There is no way prince Vegeta will pick me over them. “Dear King, if I may, why do you choose me? You haven't seen the other princesses." He shook his head, "I have seen them plenty of times. So has Vegeta. You my dear are the only one we have not laid eyes upon. As I have stated before your father is my friend. He knows the danger that is approaching his people and so he sent you to us. In all honesty, he never wanted us to see you. He knows what kind of people we are and he did not want his little girl to see the madness. After seeing you, I do not blame him. I want to protect your people, Bulma, but without you as our future Queen I cannot put our people at risk. Do you see now why I have chosen you?" She nodded her head, "Because if you protect my people, you will no longer hold loyalty to whoever this madman is." He sighed with relief. She was beautiful and smart.

 

Kakkarot finally caught up with the prince, “Prince Vegeta, the King has...” Vegeta interrupted him, "I do not care what that old man wants. I want to train and since my training partner, he so rudely took from me is back, I would like to do so." Kakkarot rubbed the back of his head. The same old Vegeta he thought. "Yes sire. I will meet you in the training room in five minutes." "Make it three, Kakkarot, or you will no longer have legs," the prince said with scowl on his face. "Yes Sire."

 

Vegeta started walking towards the training room when he heard a woman yelling. What was she saying? Something about him. He would not allow this woman to live any longer. No one disrespect me and lives to see the next day! He headed toward the noise, but stopped when it was coming from his father's conference room. He walked around to the door at the back of the room. It was ajar so he took a peek. The onna was facing the other direction, but he could see his father was holding her hand. The onna did not look familiar with that blue hair. So this must be the Earth Princess. I have yet to see her. Why doesn't she turn around so I can see her face? No such luck though because she sat back down in her seat. Maybe I should go to this Ball my father has planed so I may see this onna. He has always spoken of her beauty. No, why should I give into my father when this onna could be the ugliest woman in the universe? But for some reason he did not believe his words. She does have odd coloring. He heard them stand and looked once more. Still he could not see her face. He turned with anger to head toward his personal training room.

 

"Bulma, I believe Kakkarot has told you that you will be sharing a room with another princess." She nodded, "Yes, King Vegeta, he informed me of the circumstances. I understand, but please do not put me in a room with Princess Kyra. We have already crossed paths." The king chuckled, "I would never think of it. She thinks she is a shoe in for the new Queen, but little does she know my son hates her. I'm surprised she has not already noticed this with as many times Vegeta has called her ugly and turned her down." They both started laughing. "Maybe your prince is not so bad after all if he hates Kyra. Please put me in a room with a civil princess."

 

They continued walking to the east side of the palace. The king stopped at a small golden door and pushed it open. He guided Bulma into the room with one hand and stated, "You must be the first one here. I see no other possessions here." She walked hesitantly to the armoire that held her dress for tonight. She wanted to show the King, but he would also be there to see it. She turned to thank him for escorting her to her room, but he was already gone. Bulma walked to the door and closed it. "I think I shall take a long hot bath before tonight's event and before my roommate arrives."

 

Kakkarot had been waiting in the training room for twenty minutes before Vegeta showed up. "Nice of you to be on time, Kakkarot," he smirked. "Nice of you to be late." His back was against a wall in seconds with a strong hand around his throat. "You will never speak to me in such a way again." Kakkarot was used to this. He would insult the prince and then they would train. All too simple. The Prince seemed extra tense in his training today. “Is there something wrong Prince Vegeta? You seem like your thinking hard about something." Vegeta snarled," I just don't know if I want to go to this Ball or not tonight. I think it is stupid and childish that I must choose a mate already. It makes no sense to me." Kakkarot landed a punch on Vegeta's jaw. It didn't faze him. "Well what is your reason for wanting to go my Prince?" Vegeta was not sure if he should tell his training partner or not, but decided it was for the best. "The Earth Princess has come today. She is the only princess out of the hundreds that are here that I have not seen. I saw her talking to my father earlier, but was not able to see her face. I'm just curious as to what my father sees in this creature. Why have you stopped attacking me?" Kakkarot was shocked to see the Prince actually want to see one of these women. "I escorted the Earth Princess to the palace and off of her planet today. She is most attractive sire. She has eyes the color of an ocean on her planet. She also has a little fire in her. She argued with her King and Queen for hours about how she did not want to come here. Finally they got the better of her." Vegeta was now sure he would see and meet this princess. Maybe he could get a rise out of her. "Kakkarot, inform my father that I will be attending the Ball, but will arrive when I feel like it." "Yes sire."