Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Prince and Princess Diaries ❯ Nageki ( Chapter 9 )

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Chapter Nine: Nageki (Grief)

Weak eyes slid open, and then blinked sleepily a few times. She saw a blurry face in front of her, and she reached out with her hand to touch. Her fingers encountered glass, but all she did was smile.

She had been in the regeneration tank for a day now, and she was almost ready to come out. Her wound had been horrendous, for the sword had sliced straight through her skin and muscle as if it had been water. It had struck so hard that it had even hit her bone, but it had not broken it. The only reason why she had a leg now was because the bone in her thigh was very thick, and it had stopped the sword from going any further.

Kakarott touched his fingertips to the glass so he could let Bulma know she was not alone, and the girl smiled. Well, he guessed he could no longer call the sixteen-year-old a girl, for she was blossoming into a very beautiful woman. She was only wearing a white band around her chest and a pair of small, tight white shorts. Her leg was almost completely healed, and all he could see was a healing red line from where the sword had cut her leg. He closed his eyes at the memory of her leg. It was amazing how she had managed to survive...but the queen....

She had awoken only five minutes before the king had arrived, and thankfully stopped the wrath of a vengeful husband. She had explained that she did not understand why she had fainted, for she was used to seeing blood every day. Her husband would come home with cuts and gashes and bruises every day, and she had never fainted before. She had laughed and said that she was getting old-just to lighten the mood.

However, he had noticed something that no one else had. She did not look too convinced at what she had said...she looked downright scared. How could a Saiya-jin woman, a queen that saw death almost every day, faint at just a deadly gash? Had it been because she cared so much for Bulma that she had been afraid for her life? But what about her husband? She loved him as well and she had never fainted for him.

He wished that he were more intimately acquainted with the queen so that he could talk to her. His only chance would be to go through Chichi or Bulma, but Chichi was missing and Bulma was still in the regeneration tank. Well, it was not as if the woman would die, so he more than likely had some time.

Knowing that Bulma would not be coming out for a few more hours, he went in search for the woman of his every thought. Just thinking of her made him smile, and he quickened his pace to her suite, which was right next to the princess's. It took him five minutes to get there, and by the time he was there, he was hoping that he would not have to look any further. Although this palace was nowhere near as large as the official palace in Versai, it was still huge and could take almost a half an hour to cross from one side to the other.

Not daring to just open the door, he knocked lightly so as not to draw attention. After no answer, he knocked again, slightly louder, and pressed his ear against the door. Nothing. He sighed, turning the handle. It opened smoothly inward, and he hurried inside before he was caught. He knew that he would be in big trouble if he were caught in this room.

Closing the door behind him silently, he stepped into the open, bright, and cheery room. It was not overly feminine, the same as Bulma's, but it still had a feminine air to it.

Ignoring the chance to snoop to his heart's content, he searched for the girl of his dreams. Sighing after two minutes, he gave up. She was not in here, unless she was hiding. Where could she be?

He heard the door creak just slightly, and he dived madly for underneath the bed. He scrambled under it, trying to be as quiet as possible as he heard the door close and he watched heavily stomping booted feet. Male boots, he thought, frowning. And then he remembered. Chichi wore boots when she practiced with swords. In confirmation that it was her, not a second later he watched a sword and scabbard plop to the floor, unheeded, unwanted. And then he heard crying.

"She could have died...I almost killed my best friend. What is wrong with me...she is going to live, she will be fine. She even smiled at me when I visited. But why can I not get the horrid thought of her death at my hands out of my head...." She paused, sniffed some, and then started crying again. "What would I have done if...if I had killed her? What would have happened to me?"

More crying followed. Not able to handle it much longer that his love was in this much emotional agony, Kakarott crawled out from under the bed.

Chichi felt strong arms embrace her, and she jumped. Looking up into the face of the most handsome man on Vegeta-sei, she felt her eyes water some more and she buried her face without a second thought into his chest.

"Oh, Kakarott. I almost killed my best friend. I would have been hanged or worse-drawn and quartered. I could have been-"

"Shh...she is not dead, Chichi. She is alive and well. She will be fine, and you two will be back into swordplay in no time. Do not worry," he said, rubbing her back soothingly. He just wanted to let her know that he was there for her.

She sniffed again. "I just hope she will forgive me. I know she is alright, but I cannot stand to see someone so beautiful hurt. I will never touch a sword again."

Kakarott frowned. "Be quiet, Chichi. You are just all emotionally offset and you do not know what you are talking about. And what if you never do pick up a sword again? Who is the princess going to practice with? A man? You know what would happen if that occurred."

Chichi could not help it. She laughed, although it sounded more like a pathetic giggle than anything. She pulled away from him, looking at him shyly. "You always make me feel better."

He smiled, flicking her long black hair back into place. Some stray tendrils had escaped her fat braid, but it just added onto the attractive windblown look that she always had. Gods, she was beautiful to him.

He did not know what made him do it, but just staring at her, seeing what a wonderful person she was, how beautiful she was, it just burst straight forth from his mouth. "Marry me, Chichi."

Her eyes widened in shock as she gazed up at him, but she did not say yes. Instead, she said, "Do you love me?"

He blinked, but did not hesitate. "I love you with all my heart, soul, and body, Chichi. Ever since I met you at the Anausian palace, I knew there was something different about you. I knew that one day I would fall for the girl who demanded that I bring her to Vegeta-sei so she could stay with her best friend. I knew that someday we would get married and spend the rest of our lives together, Chichi. Please, say yes. Say you will have me for your husband."

She fluttered her eyelashes as if she was uncertain. She looked back up at him, smiled slightly, and said, "I will marry you, Kakarott."

He smiled, a smile so big that it almost hurt his face. He laughed and picked her up off the bed, tossing her high into the air in his joy. She squealed and clung to his shoulders, but she knew he would not drop her.

He brought her back down, pulled her against his chest, and pressed his lips to hers, sealing their love forever. He knew without a doubt that he would love this young woman with all his heart could give, and he would make sure she would never forget it.

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"I feel waterlogged."

Everyone laughed, and Chichi hugged her soaking wet best friend. Leave it to her to make everything a joke.

"So how are you?" Chichi immediately asked her friend, clasping her hands tightly. "Are you alright? Tired? Hyper? In pain?"

Bulma smiled. "Actually, I'm a little hungry," she said, her grin growing even bigger when everyone laughed around her once more. A second later several doctors surrounded her, and she was separated from her friends for a while. They tested her leg to see if it was in good working condition, and after concluding a 100% recovery, they put a bandage on it and had a maid dress her in a comfortable muslin gown. She was ordered to do only moderate exercise, to drink a lot of tea and to eat healthy food. She knew that they were only taking precautions because she was the Saiya-jin princess, but it still made her feel better.

As soon as she escaped the doctors, she was bombarded by Chichi. Kakarott, the man she knew Chichi loved, stood in the background. He bowed to her and then escorted her to her room at one of the doctor's request. She thanked him and linked her arm through his for support just in case.

Once they were all in the princess's suite, Bulma asked Kakarott to stay. He thanked her kindly and sat next to his bride-to-be.

Chichi did not wait; she just spewed it all out.

"I'm getting married!"

Bulma jumped up and embraced her friend immediately. "Oh, I'm so happy for you two!" She paused. "You're getting married to Kakarott, right?"

Chichi squealed, signaling a yes. They jumped up and down in excitement, both babbling on and on.

"Oh, we will both be able to talk about the wedding and what it is like to be married and-"

Bulma stopped jumping. She gave her best friend a hurt look, and Chichi opened her mouth to apologize, but her friend stopped her with a wave of her white hand.

"No, you don't have to say anything. I just wish that he would at least visit...it has been two years since last week." She looked away, blinking back stubborn tears that unwillingly filled her eyes. Why am I crying? Am I just being stupid, or lonely?

She just ignored the tears. Let them try their hardest to escape. I will never let them. No one will ever see what torment my heart and soul are going through. They will never know how lonely and sad I am.

Chichi nodded, and Bulma sighed and blinked back her tears as Kakarott stood and clasped his bride-to-be's shoulder.

"I think that I'm going to go visit the queen. I will see you two later," Bulma said, leaving the room with a swish of her skirts. Kakarott went to chase after her, but she was gone before he could ask her about the queen.

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Author's Note: Yay! Death to everything and everyone! Who is going to die next chapter? Who is getting beheaded? Who is getting destroyed? No one! But you can guess that something naughty is brewing in Gohan Onna's brain!!! Oh yeah, and just you wait, because it's gonna be good! Just stay tuned into The Prince and Princess Diaries!!!