Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Prince's Captive ❯ Chapter 6

A/N: If any of you have read my other fic "Amara," then you've probably realized that I'm using the same character, but she has a different persona in this story. I don't know about you guys, but I like her character in this story better than the other one. ^_^

CHAPTER SIX

Amara had come back with a pile of dresses. They experimented with each dress and the rest of the clothes Amara had brought her.

Bulma had ended up strongly liking a long, powder blue, silk dress with white flowers embroidered into the cloth. Amara had brought a pair of light blue pumps to match.

"Wow," Amara said.

"It looks very expensive."

Amara laughed. "It is. It looks way better on you than it does on me. I'll tell you what, you can have it."

"Oh no, I couldn't…"

Amara held up a hand to silence her. "I insist! If you ever stop being suspected as a spy, we can go out and party together."

Bulma laughed. Amara went to the window and peered out of it.

"How long have we been trying on clothes, it's becoming dark outside."

"Really?" She joined Amara at the window. "I lost track of time."

"Let's get you out of that dress," Amara said. "What if the Prince comes in and sees you. Then you can't surprise him when he invites you to the ball."

"Who says he'll invite me?" she asked.

"I do. He better invite you or I'll have to have a little talk with him." Amara sat down on the bed. "You see the ball is an annual thing in commemoration of the Queen. She always used to put on a ball at this time of the year. It's a time for all Saiya-jins to have fun regardless of their class."

"What about humans?" Bulma asked.

Amara laughed. "I think Vegeta will make an exception for you."

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Radditz opened his eyes to the sound of liquid flowing around his body. He moved his hand through the liquid and touched his fingers to the glass door. He could see an empty lab through it.

It took him a moment before he realized where he was. The fluid in the rejuvenation chamber slowly began to drain through the holes in the base of it.

The door automatically opened. He removed his oxygen mask and stepped onto the cold tile floor. He found his clothes lain out on a table.

He went to them and started to get dressed. His eyes fell upon another tank. He pulled on his Saiya-jin armor and walked over to it.

He rubbed his hand over the fogged over glass. Prince Vegeta was inside. He looked at the meter on the side of the machine and saw that Vegeta was almost done. He had about five minutes to go.

"How's it going, Son?"

Radditz whirled around to see Bardock leaning against the doorjamb with his arms crossed over his chest.

"I'm doing all right," he responded.

His father came into the room. He stood before Vegeta's tank and starting fidgeting around with it. Radditz turned to walk out of the room.

"You know what I was thinking about?"

"What?" Radditz queried, without turning.

"We haven't seen your brother in a long time."

Radditz turned on him. "I have no desire to see Kakarot! The day that idiot blasted off into space was one of the happiest days in my life."

Bardock smiled at his son. "Why can't you boys be nice to each other?"

Radditz scoffed. "Don't count on that happening any time soon."

"Hmm. You will have another chance to make amends with him. He contacted me a few days ago. He said he's coming home and he's bringing someone with him." He smiled. "Maybe it's a woman."

"I hope so," Radditz spat. "Though even then he probably wouldn't keep his hands off of Amara."

"Amara was his lady friend first, remember?"

Radditz begin to walk towards the door. "That's something Amara and I both would like to forget."

He left the room to sound of his father's laughter.

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Bulma had taken the dress off and she and Amara were sitting on the couch.

"So what do you think of Prince Vegeta?" Amara asked, suddenly. "When you first got here you were pretty pissed and didn't want anything to do with him."

"I don't think he's such a bad guy. He did save me after all."

"He's pretty cute, huh?" Amara drew her legs up on the couch and wrapped her arms around them.

Bulma blushed. "Really? I hadn't noticed."

"Liar!" Amara cried. "You think he's sexy and you know it! Have you seen him with his shirt off?"

Bulma blushed harder. "You're not supposed to be saying things like this. What about Radditz?"

"What about him?" she asked, innocently. "What can I say? I'm a heartbreaker!"

There was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Maybe that's him!" Amara whispered. "Maybe he's got his shirt off."

Bulma playfully pushed Amara. Amara sprang to her feet. "Who is it?"

"It's Radditz."

Amara ran to the door and thrust it open. She grabbed a handful of his clothes and pulled him inside the room.

"Hey!" he cried out as she shut the door.

"You're all right!" She threw her arms around him.

"Of course I am."

She drew back and kissed him. He ran his fingers through her hair and she slid her hands along his body until they were at his back. After a few minutes of heavy lip locking, she pulled away from him.

Amara looked over to Bulma, who was still sitting on the couch, smiling.

"Oh, sorry about that Bulma," Amara said, laughing.

Bulma waved her hand in the air, clearing the matter. "So where's Vegeta?"

"Still in the rejuvenation tank," Radditz answered. "He should be out soon."

Bulma nodded.

"Guess what, Amara."

"What?"

"Kakarot is coming back."

"Are you serious?" She grimaced. "Well, there goes our peaceful relationship."

He sighed. "Bardock told me after I got out of the tank. I was hoping maybe he'd crash landed somewhere and couldn't get back."

"Who's Kakarot?" Bulma asked.

"My brother," he said.

"You don't want your own brother to come home?"

He laughed. "Clearly, you've never met Kakarot."

The bedroom door opened nearly hitting Radditz. Vegeta stood in the doorway. Radditz and Amara stepped aside as he came into the room.

"Hello, Prince," Amara said. "You look better today."

He frowned, slightly at her.

"Radditz and I will go now," she said. "Radditz, are you taking me to the ball tomorrow night?"

"You bet," he said with a smile. He backed out of the room with his arm around her waist.

The door closed shut behind them. Bulma stood and looked, expectantly at the Prince. Vegeta sat down on the bed. He met her gaze. "What?"

She shook her head and sat beside him. "Nothing."

He fell back on the bed. "This planet is going to be destroyed. I got a little info on the revolution from Bardock. I've got to figure out the right thing to do. If my father makes the wrong decision, these people are going to…"

Bulma leaned over him and pressed her lips to his. Vegeta's eyes widened and he pulled her close to him. He slid his tongue into her mouth and she crawled on top of him. He curved his arm around her waist.

She pulled away from him and looked into his eyes. He looked up at her and smirked.

"Why did you kiss me?"

"I…I don't know." She tried to move off of him, but his arm held her in place.

"It's all right," he said. "I wasn't opposing."

He rolled them in the bed so suddenly that it took Bulma a moment to realize that he was above her now. He straddled her body and kissed her neck.

"My mark has faded," he said. "Shall I make another?"

"It'll look bad when I'm wearing the dress."

"What dress?" he asked.

"Amara gave me a dress. She says she wants me to wear it to the ball."

He laughed. "So Amara has set us up to go to the ball together?"

She nodded.

"I hate social gatherings."

"Oh."

His lips met hers and he kissed her again. "But if you really want to go…I suppose I could…if I get something in return."

"What's that?" she asked.

He pulled back and stood. "I want you. So what do you say?"

She looked at him. "Well…"

"That's the only way."

She sat up. "All right." She spoke the words, slowly.

He laughed, satisfied. "You won't be sorry, woman." He went to the door. "And tomorrow night, we'll pick up where we left off."

The door closed and Bulma turned away. She shuddered with fear and anticipation. She had just promised Vegeta sex! She couldn't believe it! But maybe it wouldn't be so bad…

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Uh-oh! Here's comes a lemon! I told you there was a faint, citrusy scent in the air. ^_~ Come back soon for Chapter Seven!

Vegeta: (Sing-song) I'm finally gonna get some! I'm finally going to get some!

Radditz: *walks in* Uhh… *sweatdrops* What are you doing, Prince?

Vegeta: Nothing, you baka! Go away! And this never happened, got that?

Radditz: Right, I'm forgetting I was even in here. *leaves*

Vegeta: Whew! *goes into bathroom*

Amara: Mwah haha! *comes out from behind the bed with a camera in hand* Blackmail!