Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Event to Last a Lifetime ❯ CH10 ( Chapter 10 )

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

"You'ekidding me right? Why was I in Vegeta's room?" Bulma was standing now almost yelling in the King's face. "Isn't that why you are here, Princess? I mean, you want to become my son's mate don't you?" The King was laughing at Bulma's reaction. This girl makes no sense. She wants to be Vegeta's mate, but gets mad when she wakes up in his room. Women these days. You just can't make them happy. Maybe it is an Earth thing. "I might be here to be Vegeta's mate, but I am not fully convinced that I, myself, want him as my mate. He is gorgeous, but one so arrogant cannot be much of a man on the inside. I don't think he is as strong as he thinks he is!" This onna has crossed the line. "I may not always agree with my son, but if anything he is not weak. He is the strongest in the universe," King Vegeta stated with a puffed out chest. I think the King is just as cocky as his son. He is probably the one who molded the freak into what he is today. Oh, but he is a fine freak indeed. "I might have to test that theory King Vegeta. Until than, I stand behind my words," Bulma crossed her arms and turned her back to the King. "Tell me he did not 'do' anything with me while I was out. I know I was unconscious for a while," Bulma shut her eyes, scared of the answer. "How dare you speak of my son, the Prince, in that manner. He would never do such a disgusting thing. He might be a prick but he has his limits, you know." He's got that right. He is a prick. "Well I wanted to make sure since one of your Elites obviously could not control himself around me. Who knows what the royalty would do around here if the Elites are so barbaric," she knew she had it coming after that comment. The King rushed up behind her, grabbed her arm with force, and swung her around to face him. "You should do well to hold your tongue now. I know you were treated, how should I say, harshly last night by one of my Elites. I have already informed you that the man will be found and taken care of. My son and I are treated with the utmost respect on this planet. You are no more special than the Saiyans that worship us so do NOT disrespect us with your ignorant words again," the King was beginning to shake with fury. Bulma didn't know what to do. She could no longer feel the arm that was in the King's grasp. Oh Kami, I really did it this time. Why can't I just keep my mouth shut? King Vegeta loosened his grip on Bulma's arm. She stammered while holding her throbbing arm, "I'm sor...ry...I..." The King ignored her apology. "Get her out of my sight. Take her anywhere, but here!" With that, the guards escorted Bulma out of the dining hall. The onna is getting on my nerves and she hasn't even been here a full day yet. How am I going to get through this?

"Vegeta, I need a break. My body cannot go on like this for much longer," Kakkarot said after Vegeta threw him across the field. "Kakkarot, why do you have to be so weak? I'm tired of hearing your complaints," Vegeta yelled to Kakkarot. "I'm not weak, Vegeta. You have had me out here since six this morning and it's lunch time. I need some fuel to keep my body pumping with energy to fight you. Let's go get some food and talk about what's bothering you." Vegeta narrowed his eyes at Kakkarot. "What makes you think there is something bothering me, fool?" Kakkarot smiled, "Because I talked back to you and I'm not being strangled." "Well, that can be arranged," Vegeta said as he turned to a tree that was to his right. He pulled a piece of bark off of the tree to reveal a keypad. He punched in a code and the environment quickly faded from a field into a large training room. Vegeta walked to a bench that was close to him, grabbed a bottle of water, and slumped down to take a break. "Thanks, Vegeta, I am starving. What do you want me to request for you?" 'Humpf'' Why do I even ask? He always wants the same thing. Rice. Kakkarot settled his scouter on his ear and paged the royal cooks. He took two seconds to request Vegeta's rice and five minutes to request his lunch. "So what do you want to talk about while we are waiting for lunch? Training? Politics? Princess Bulma?" Vegeta's head snapped to Kakkarot's position in the room. He couldn't possibly know. I know my tail acts crazy sometimes, but it can't talk. I was the only person in the room when my tail wrapped around the onna like she belonged to us. Pull yourself together, man. He doesn't know. He is a fool. "So I heard you chose Princess Bulma as your mate. Why did it take you so long?" "I did nothing of the sort, Kakkarot. I merely escorted her to the Ball like I told you I would," Vegeta's brow was soaked with sweat from training and nervousness. "Oh, your a sneaky one, but remember, I am your best friend. You cannot lie to me. Besides, Turles told me that he saw you carrying her into your room," Kakkarot said while lifting and lowering his eyes brows. "Kakkarot, stop that stupid motion with your face. Nothing happened. You must not have heard what happened to her last night." Kakkarot cocked his head to the side," Unh unh. What happened?" Vegeta didn't want to spread the onna's business around, but it's his kingdom and he can do what he wants. "She was attacked by an Elite and almost raped. If I hadn't shown up in time, she would have been dead or worse, no longer pure." (Author's Note: Now how is that worse than dying. Vegeta you are cruel sometimes!) Kakkarot's jaw dropped. A Saiyan Elite tried to force his way on a princess? I feel sorry for that idiot when the prince and king find him. Sayains might be fierce warriors, but we do not condon rape.

The guards escorted Bulma and Suko back to Vegeta's room. They bowed and took their leave. "I hate the people of this planet. I almost get raped, I get man handled by the King, and I'm trying to win the heart of an arrogant monkey Prince that could care less about me or any one else," Bulma said with a sigh and fell back on the bed. Suko jumped on the bed beside her. She is a servant after all so she shouldn't be frolicking around on the Prince's bed. "Suko, I do not mean to be rude, but I do not think Prince Vegeta would want you on his bed." Bulma tried to sound as sweet as she could. "Oh, silly. This isn't the Prince's bed. His bed is beyond that door," she pointed to the door behind them. This child is not making any sense. The King himself told me that I was taken to Vegeta's room. How is this not his room? "Suko, please explain yourself. I am completely and utterly confused. You heard what the King told me." Suko shook her head,"Follow me and I will show you. The prince is training now so he cannot catch us in his room," she grinned with a mischievous look in her eyes. "What are you thinking about doing? I will not be a part of some childish adventure of yours." Bulma could not hide the excitement she was feeling. I wonder what I can find in his room that might help me win his heart. I have to become his mate for my people's sake. Well I can't say it is all for them since he isn't that bad looking. "I am only going in his room with you so he doesn't kill you when he catches you. You got it?" Suko nodded her head knowing exactly why Bulma wanted to go with her.

It was dark. Does this guy not have a light in his room? Why would he want it to be pitch black all the time? It is kind of sexy if you think about it. Bulma get ahold of yourself. What are you saying? "Hold on, I am lighting a candle," Suko said running back to Bulma's room. After a few long minutes Suko carefully walked back into the room with a lit candle. The room suddenly lit up, but not completely. This room is much bigger than the one I am in. I can't even see where the room stops ahead of me. The walls were bare from what Bulma could tell. She stood starring at the huge bed that was to her left. The covers were black with silver lining. "How elegant, but depressing." The light was dimming around Bulma when a breeze squashed the small flame of the candle. "I know there is a curtain around here somewhere. Just reach a little farther..there!" The room filled with sunshine from outside. The walls were a gray color and the carpet was black like the bed covers. There was a black couch in the far right corner of the room, but no other furniture. Bulma noticed a door on the other side of the bed and guessed it led to Vegeta's personal restroom. No clothes were cluttering floor space, but nothing was for that matter. This room is so dull. How could anyone live in here? The bed doesn't even look like it has been slept on in years. It probably has dust all over it. "Alright, Suko, I think I have seen enough to depress me for the rest of my lifetime," Bulma said as she turned to return to her room. "Wait, you haven't seen his room yet," Okay, Suko has lost it. This is a bedroom. Where else could... Suko pulled back the black curtains further and revealed another door. This prince is mysterious. I think I might like this man after all. Before Bulma reached the other door, they heard voices coming from the hall. Suko quickly pulled the curtains back and rushed towards Bulma. Oh Kami we are going to be killed for being in the Prince's room. Run, Bulma, Run!! Once they clicked the door to Bulma's room shut, the door to Vegeta's room opened. Bulma gently pressed her ear against the door to find out who entered the prince's chambers. "I think this room would do quite nicely for the future Queen of this planet. Vegeta will not know what hit him when he finds me in here tonight!"

It took Vegeta five minutes to slowly devour his rice. Kakkarot, on the other hand, took almost an hour to finish his entire lunch. "Wow, that really hit the spot. I wonder if they would bring me more," Kakkarot sprawled out on the floor beside the piles of bowls his food was once in. Vegeta rolled his eyes and knew the Elite would need some time to digest the mountain of food he just consumed. "Kakkarot, you have ten minutes to rest before we spar. I do not have time to waste on your stomach," Vegeta said as Kakkarot positioned his head on his hand. "Vegeta, talk to me about what is bothering you. I know something is because you have been acting weird today." He just doesn't give up. Should I tell him I think I am falling for the Earth Princess? "Kakkarot, if you were prince and one of your Elites tried to rape a woman that is in the running as your future mate, how would you feel?" Kakkarot scratched the back of his head, "Well, I guess I would be mad. But this Elite did not try to rape just any princess. He tried to rape the one you HAVE chosen as a mate! I would kill him on the spot for that." Kakkarot was now standing punching the air around him. "I am not going to tell you again. I have not chosen a mate. And I will kill him once we find out who it was," Vegeta said with an evil smirk curving his lips. Kakkarot stopped in mid-motion and starred at the Saiyan Prince. "But you wouldn't kill an Elite for trying to rape any other princess. I think you have a thing for this Princess Bulma," he said with a grin. Vegeta glared at his sparring partner. "I do not think it is your business if I DO or DON'T have feelings for the Earth Princess!"