Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Trials and Tribulations of Being Royalty ❯ Constraints and Vengence ( Chapter 5 )

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Chapter 5: Constraints and Vengeance

The morning sunshine filtered through the sheer curtains falling onto a dark haired girl surrounded by satin sheets. Slowly awakening, the raven haired girl found that sleep could not be reached again. Instead, she headed to her bathroom for a quick shower. After showering, Chi-Chi wrapped herself her fluffy robe and proceeded to finish her morning rituals.

The end result: a composed princess, adorned in tight black flares, a tight, turquoise short-sleeved satin shirt. Her hair hung straight and loose, with the exception of an occasional small braid. Her make-up was kept simple, merely some lip gloss, black eyeliner and a hint of creamy eye shadow. Selecting a pair of sandals (and let me tell you, this is one hell of a shoe collection) she headed downstairs, hoping that Richard was not awake or better yet, had decided not to go.

These dreams were shattered when she opened the door to the breakfast nook to find a cheerful Richard. Noticing her lack of enthusiasm at his presence, he slid a mocha latte her way. She smiled gratefully as she sipped the refreshing drink. As a servant entered with her morning meal, the telephone rang. Again, it was her father.

Talking to him briefly, Chi-Chi ate her breakfast, glancing at the clock. After her father had announced things were going well, he decided to hit on a sore subject. "So Chi-Chi, have you met anyone yet? Perhaps a boyfriend already? You know the rules of the kingdom; you must marry in order to rule."

"Yes daddy, you remind me every time we speak. Now, seriously father, I have only gone to school for one day and honestly it seams that every one I meet is either an arrogant asshole or a clueless bitch. Now if you will excuse me, I have to go and finish preparing myself. Speak to Richard. Bye daddy." She stated as she handing the telephone over to her guard and exiting the room.

After finding her sports bag and gathering her gym clothes, Chi-Chi grabbed her purse and headed to the door. Instead of being able to sneak out unnoticed, Richard was waiting with a smirk firmly attached to his face. Rolling her eyes, Chi-Chi proceeded out of the house to be confronted by yet another royal pain in her ass. The limo, bedecked in the crest and flags of her kingdom. A loud pronouncement of her heritage that she had avoided allowing the school to discover.

"Richard, is this absolutely necessary? I am perfectly capable of driving on my own or you driving, if you must. But the limo?" Her objections were cut off by Richard's curt reply.

"Let's just get all of this straight right now. Today, I will be escorting you at school, and we are taking this mode of transportation. I will not stand for objections. Now, let's get a move on."

Giving him a deadly glare, she moved into the lush interior of the car. Richard proceeded to his seat in the front with the driver and initiated the locks, just to make sure she didn't try to escape. Upon hearing the locks, Chi-Chi scowled even more. Today would be a long day indeed.

~~*~*First Period: English*~*~~

The door slammed open as a frustrated and very angry Chi-Chi stormed into the room, just seconds before the bell, leaving an amused Richard in the doorway. He made his way behind her catching everyone's attention as he stood beside her desk in a military fashion. Upon seeing everyone's stares, Chi-Chi hissed at him, "Sit your ass down!"

Blatantly refusing to acknowledge her or her orders, he continued to stand. This caught the professor's attention, who demanded an explanation. "Sir, I am Richard, Princess Chi-Chi Maou's personal guard. I am required to be with her at all times in the day. If there is a place you would rather I move to during your lesson, I will. Otherwise, I must stay near the Princess." Richard replied with a smirk on his face. He truly did love to torture her.

Chi-Chi merely fumed. There was nothing she could do. With all of her attitude and sharp wit, she would not make Richard do a damn thing. She had absolutely no control over him. It frustrated her to no end. Throughout the lesson, Richard stood in the back of the room enjoying every moment of his Princess's discomfort. Despite this, he knew what would come to him after the day was over. She was sure to demand his presence in her training room. Even after all the training he had, she was too damn good. Her skill truly did exceed his own, constantly resulting in a full out ass kicking.

Just as he had thought it, Chi-Chi was debating over a decent punishment. `That ass will get what is coming. Those newest moves I came up should work for a training session with him. He knows I didn't want anyone to know about my royal bearings. I hate the publicity it causes and the false friendships and all of the other bullshit that comes with it. And already those whispers have begun. Just the best way for me start out my second day of school.'

`How much worse could this day get?'

~~*~*Lunch*~*~~

Those final words echoed in her head as she headed to lunch. Every morning class went the same. The announcement that she was royalty, Richard's annoying ass smirk, the whispers and the rumors. Already, she was said to be running away from an attended marriage, was carrying the illegitimate heir to the thrown, and was hiding from an assassin. Where the people got these ideas, no one knew. Nor did anyone know where they originated, but by lunch, it was considered general knowledge. In addition to this, a number of students had been approaching her trying to become friendly. No one seemed to recognize her cold glares and just plain ignored every snappy comment she made.

`I wanted a semi-normal year. Now look at what this has been turned into. It is comparable to damn circus.' Chi-Chi pondered as she ate her fruit salad at the table she had claimed the day before. Richard stood under the tree watching her. He actually felt a bit sorry for her. He had no clue it would carry this far, and he knew it would only get worse. When he had attempted to apologize, she merely gave him a cold glare and turned away without speaking to him.

`This is not good. She never gives a silent treatment. I would prefer some type of cold remark, a berating comment. Anything but silence.' He thought as he watched her. Suddenly, a group of teens burst out into the court yard, transforming the silent peace. He noticed the group looking over towards Chi-Chi while talking. Reading their lips, he figured out that they were making remarks about her. This angered him, `They don't even know her and they are talking shit. It is one thing if I do it, but I'll be damned if they disrespect her in such a way.' Then he noticed one boy, who seemed to gaze toward the princess, his eyes filled with such longing. Smirking, he knew his Princess was being lusted after. `The King will be most interested in this revelation.'

Goku couldn't help but stare at her. She seemed lost in her own thoughts and was so beautiful. He noticed her guard standing close to her. The rest of the group had begun to discuss other things. It seemed that Vegeta and Goku were not the only ones being forced to the social gathering. As they had figured upon, Bulma was also attending. However, to their surprise, Juuhachi and Juunana were also attending. It seemed their scientist father was invited. Then again, it wasn't that surprising. These five were often seen at such events, trying to avoid the other social butterflies of their society.

As the bell rang signifying lunch was over, Goku realized he had been so deep in thought he had not even eaten. Looking at his food, he realized he just had no appetite. And for a Saiyan, this was not good.

~~*~*Gym*~*~~

`Finally, it's the last class of the day. I wonder if the Coach will ask that I be his demonstration partner again. That was actually quite fun. Then again, embarrassing anyone who was supposed to be in an authoritative position was enjoyable.' Chi-Chi pondered on this while changing into her training outfit. This time dark blue pants and a dark blue halter, with a silver insignia displayed her toned physique. Luckily, Robert wasn't allowed to join her in the locker room. At least in here she was allowed some breathing space. Looking up to see other girls glancing at her and whispering, Chi-Chi discovered she wouldn't have any peace until she was home. Even then peace was rare.

Exiting the locker room quickly, Chi-Chi went straight to a punching bag to warm up and take some of her frustrations out. Knowing the `spar' she would get in this class her frustrations would never be worked out, so it was best to be harsh on the inanimate object rather than a person. Growling, she continued to punch the heavy bag. Thinking about all the events, she became angrier. `First I'm forced to this hell hole, and then all of my privacy is taken away. Stripped of my pride and I'm supposed to deal? What the fuck!' She thought as she continued to pound the bag. Suddenly the material gave way, releasing the contents upon the floor.

Shocked out of her thoughts, Chi-Chi looked around to discover everyone staring at her and the punching bag destroyed. Slowly backing away from the bag, she headed towards Robert in an attempt to escape their prying eyes. The Coach approached her with fear in his eyes and let her know that he wouldn't require her for demonstrations and that Richard would do well for her partner.

A panicked look crossed Robert's normally static features. A bit of pleasure entered Chi-Chi's heart. Sadistic pleasure at that. Richard had hopes of putting off this for a least another two hours. He began to plead his case, "Sir, I think she should be paired with another. She has much talent and should explore with others." He hurriedly said, hoping for the best. Doubt crossed the Coach's face as he looked at the two.

Seeing what Richard was trying to do, Chi-Chi stepped forward with an evil grin. "Now Richard, you know it wouldn't be proper for another to attack royalty, especially the royalty you vowed to protect. You wouldn't want me to get hurt now would you?" She said sugary sweet. "You underestimate your own talents. Coach, I believe it is best that I spar with Richard. You are completely right."

Richard gulped, praying that he got through this. `She can't do all that much to me here, can she? No, this won't be that bad. It will go fine.'

"Alright everyone, pair up and get into your fighting positions. I want each of you to have a quick spar while I watch you. Then we will get into other techniques of the martial arts. Now, when I approach your group, be prepared to begin." The coach slowly made his way around the gymnasium watching his students fight.

The spar between Maron and Bulma was entirely uneventful, ending with Bulma as the victor. Almost every pair in the student body's spar was similar to their performance. However, four pairs displayed a superior knowledge of the martial arts. In Krillin and Yamcha's spar, the boys displayed their strength with basic moves, Krillin eventually winning in a combination of a knee to the stomach. Juuhachi and Juunana's display was a bit more complex. The two seemed to be on a level playing field, matching blow for blow. Eventually Juuhachi took advantage of her brother's slower reflexes to put his arm behind his back, forcing him to submit and her to win. Vegeta and Goku's spar was superior. Each displaying a vast amount of strength before the class. Every move was blocked; however, it was apparent they were holding back. The two just spared, exchanging blows, until they felt like ending it. Neither won the match, they merely grinned at each other and stopped.

The most unique spar proved to be between Chi-Chi and Richard. Chi-Chi had little patience so she began her match as soon as the Coach began everyone else's spars. She knew he could hold out long enough for the coach to make it to them. Almost as in a ballet, each move was fully planned. Each move blocked, no hits gained. However, this was only true until about a minute into the spar. Soon, Chi-Chi was dominating their match. Each punch and kick hitting their target. Richard's attempts proved futile as she dodged or blocked each of his moves. Noticing that the coach was now watching their match, she figured it was time to end it. After all, she could continue this back home. Landing a full roundhouse kick to Richard's face, he fell, unconscious, to the ground as a heap.

Composing herself, Chi-Chi looked towards the coach as he was checking for Richard's pulse. "Don't worry, he is alive. I merely knocked him unconscious. Give him ten minutes and he will be awake. Don't worry, I do this all the time." she said as she walked off to take a seat on the nearby bleachers. Everyone seemed to look at her in shock, amazed that such a small girl could do that much damage. Rolling her eyes, Chi-Chi turned her attention to her nails.

Sure enough, ten minutes later, Richard awoke and slowly got to his feet, rubbing his jaw. "Damn Chi! Did you have to pull that? I swear this is the third time this month." Richard complained as he approached her.

"Suck it up Richard. You know just why I chose that method. Now, shut up and quit your griping. You are meeting me in my training room this evening. I'll give you a few hours to be up to par, now go get changed. I am ready to get out of this hell hole." Chi-Chi spat venomously. "I trust we are excused Coach?"

The coach merely nodded his head and watched as Chi-Chi headed off to change into her street clothes. The rest of the class turned to the locker rooms to change as well.

Ignoring the girls that milled around, Chi-Chi got dressed. Suddenly she was approached by three girls, who Chi-Chi recognized her neighbor's yard. "Where did you learn to do that?" the blonde asked as they left the room.

"I have been trained in the martial arts since I was about five or six years old. What I did out there was merely child's play." Chi-Chi stated, then turning she beckoned Richard to follow her out of the school.

"Well," Juuhachi stated as `the group' gathered together, "I guess we shouldn't underestimate that one, now should we?"