Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Treachery or Something Like It ❯ Chapter Nine ( Chapter 9 )

Chapter Nine:

"I'm serious! I have found a bride!" Vegeta tried to convince his father while the pair ate breakfast.

"I would like to know who this is before you decide to call of the marriage between yourself and the Perisian."

Vegeta sighed. "Alright. I'll bring her to the throne room in two hours." Vegeta then got up from the table and left the room to find a cheerful Kakarot waiting for him in the hallway.

"You seem back to normal, my prince." Kakarot said walking beside the prince. "But I would still like to know what the hell your problem was."

"I was thinking about something, that's all you need to know." Vegeta answered. The pair began walking down the East Wing to Kakarot's surprise.

"Why are you going this way?"

"Why do you care?" Vegeta asked. Kakarot hated it when the monarch answered his questions with questions.

Kakarot's breath caught in his throat when Vegeta stopped at Bulma's door. "Uh . . . Vegeta, you do realize this is Aria's chambers, right?" Vegeta only nodded. "So why are you going here?"

Vegeta smirked, already knowing what Kakarot's response would be when he told him. "I have to wake up my future fiancé."

Kakarot's jaw flew to the floor. He had certainly missed something. Or Vegeta was simply going crazy.

The door to Bulma's quarters opened to reveal to the two men a half-asleep woman. She appeared to be soaking wet and was only wearing a towel. Her azure hair clung to her shoulders and face, long enough to reach all the way down her back. Kakarot only stared when Bulma smiled at Vegeta.

"Good morning." she said to the prince who smirked in return.

"I, uh, think I'll just go train now," Kakarot said numbly while practically running down the hall.

Bulma frowned. "You didn't tell him much did you."

Vegeta crossed his arms and watched Kakarot leave. "No. Not really." Vegeta turned back to Bulma. "Anyway, if you really want this to work, you should get dressed. In two hours you and I need to convince my father that I am going to marry you."

"Proving it won't be easy. This will be the hardest part next to Kayte hating me."

"Don't worry. Her father will be the one that hates you if anyone. Then again, if you show up in a towel I don't think any man could hate you."

Bulma blushed. "Touché. I think I should get dressed though. This towel is very uncomfortable."

"You could show up in nothing at all." Vegeta said with a sardonic tone.

"As much as you would love that, I'm sorry; I think I'll just wear clothes." Bulma smiled.

Vegeta shook his head in amusement. "If anyone is bold it is you." Vegeta stopped for a few seconds and stared into Bulma's eyes. "Don't wear all your weapons. You've got nothing to fight." Once more, he kissed her gently and was off, down the hall soon after.

The more Bulma thought about it, the more she thought this wouldn't turn out to be just false. The longer she was around the prince, the more she thought she liked him. Either that or he was really good at seduction.

**So, long time no see, eh? Anyway . . . All I want for Christmas is thirty reviews. That's 3-0. ::Stares at the 21 reviews:: Looks like you people like this enough. Too bad that it's coming to an end. Yep, that's right. Only two more chapters and this thing will be over. ::sniffles:: I hate to see it go . . .

Oh yeah, be prepared for an interesting twist in the last two chapters. Some mild OOC-ness is nothing much to worry about, but I hope no one will get too upset. I'm surprised though that some people think I'm keeping Vegeta in-character. Wow.

Please review and I promise to have the next chapter up very soon. Very soon, like . . . tomorrow soon. Yeah.**