Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Trials and Tribulations of Being Royalty ❯ What freedom Brings ( Chapter 6 )

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AN: Thanks a lot for the reviews. Just something I wanted to say: Chi-Chi is a cold character. I put this up for a reason, and I know the others won't like her immediately. Believe me, everything has a purpose. Come one, Vegeta has the same attitude and he is still in their group. Give it time. This is only the sixth chapter of an ongoing fiction. Anyway, thanks a lot for the reviews and keep it up. Any questions or anything I can do, email me. junglecat07@yahoo.com

Chapter 6: What Freedom Brings

The week continued pretty much uneventful. For Chi-Chi, having Richard follower her all the time was torture, and lets just say the student body didn't help very much. Rumors continued to fly, changing everyday. However, no one dared to approach her. `The group' avoided her at all cost, basking in their own lives. Vegeta and Chi-Chi continued their retorts and deadly glares toward each other. They made sure that they never ran into each other around their houses. Goku tried to meet up with Chi-Chi and was always staring at her. Richard watched their teenaged antics with amusement. He had discovered that his Princess would be fine at school without him; however he did so enjoy the torment. Since their display in gym, Chi-Chi was asked not to participate in spars. But that is not to say the evening spars between the Princess and her guard did not continue in her training room.

By the time Friday morning rolled around, Richard was covered in bruises and had a number of lacerations. Exhausted, he headed downstairs to deliver a piece of news to Chi-Chi. He found her finishing up her breakfast. The morning light actually gave her the appearance of an angel. However, Richard knew just what hid underneath the appearance.

Chi-Chi was so caught up in her own thoughts and happiness that Friday was there, that the Richard's entrance went unnoticed. `This has been one hell of a week. At least the weekend is here.' While pondering on what to do during the weekend, her thoughts were interrupted by Richard clearing his throat.

Realizing he had her attention, he began: "Your highness, I spoke to the King last night and he has requested that I take leave of the weekend to join him at the palace. It has come to my attention that you will be fine for a weekend without me. As long as you are here, you will have the normal guards stationed around the mansion. However, you will be allowed to attend your school without a guard for the day." Seeing the joy light up on her face, he had to force down his chuckle, retribution was coming up next. "Now, you will have the weekend to do as you please, to a certain degree. The King received invitations to a banquet on Saturday night, in which you will attend as a representative of your kingdom. This is the price of your freedom. Here are the tickets." he said as he handed her a creamy envelope.

"So, you will be gone for three whole days? And I'm free to do as I wish, with the exception of this idiotic banquet?" she asked, eyes lit with joy. "I can handle those terms, just let my father know that this banquet is a waste of my time as well as it would have been a waste of his. I will attend." Chi-Chi said as she took the envelope. "Now go!"

Smirking, Chi-Chi sat back in her chair. A weekend without any stupid ass guards was well worth a night surrounded by stuffy upper class idiots. `And I can drive. No insufferable limo! Shit, I got to finish getting ready!' she thought as she hurried to her room. Dressed in a pair of stonewashed flares and a lavender halter, she pulled out a pair of dark brown Candies (sandals if you don't know). Her hair was up in a high ponytail with small wisps of hair framing her face.

Headed for the door, Chi-Chi picked up her things and announced her departure. To her displeasure, Richard was standing at the door. "Hold on one minute your highness. Quick reminder of the rules. One, you go to that banquet, we will know if you don't go. Two, you will not dismiss any of the guards. Three, no parties or other such things, especially with nothing illegal." Here he was cut off.

"No living, no breathing, nothing, without the proper okay from you or my father, which is to be done ahead of time. I know the rules, jackass, and now get move so I can get to school. You wouldn't want me to be late now would you?" she said pushing him out of her way. "Now Robert, here are my rules. Leave before I get home, don't come back until I'm asleep Sunday night. Better yet, you don't have to return at all. Oh, and tell daddy I send my regards!" She exclaimed, making her way out of the house.

Releasing a cherry red Ferrari, Chi-Chi slipped on her sunglasses and sped off to the hell hole they called a school. `Freedom. Damn it feels good.'

Arriving at school, she headed straight to her locker, ignoring everyone's comments and stares. Most people had quickly become accustom to her companion; however, her arriving without a guard sent another wave of gossip around. `They probably think I killed him or some shit like that. Oh well, better get to class. I swear if someone even starts up today, I.. I don't know what I'll do, but it won't be pretty. I have had it with their bullshit.'

This thought reflected in her eye's as she entered her class, warding everyone away. Looks can say many things; hers read "Don't fuck with me" and meant it. Therefore, students merely backed off.

Damn shame that not everyone followed their example.

~~*~*Lunch*~*~~

Rain poured down outside in sheets. The storm could easily be heard throughout the school. The cafeteria had an eerie glow to it. Dark outside, with the exception of the occasional bolt of lightening, and the lunch room was illuminated with the harsh florescent bulbs. Bulma and company were seated at one of the tables in the back of the room, near the drink machines, discussing their plans to attend The Inferno that night, hoping that the rain would slack off before then.

Ten minutes into the period, Chi-Chi entered. Her idiotic Calculus professor approached her because she was using another method to solve her problems. It didn't matter that she receive the correct answer or the fact that she was breezing through that class, what the teacher believed mattered was using the method she taught them. Approaching the drink machine, she was mentally berating the professor, never noticing the fact that someone was watching her intently.

Taking a sip of her newly acquired Mountain Dew, Chi-Chi turned to be met with a set of deep blue eyes. "Hey babe, what are you doing?" a deep voice asked as he slipped an arm around her waist.

Looking at the boy as if he were insane, and perhaps he was, she scowled and attempted to detach him from her. Unaware of her disgust, he continued "You are one fine girl. Why don't you give me your number and maybe, I'll give you the honor of being my date one night." he said his tone full of arrogance.

Chi-Chi couldn't take it anymore. Ripping his arm from around her waist, she turned to him giving his one of her death glares. "Listen asshole. I do not remember giving you any sort of permission to speak to me, much less touch me. Your touch and speech both degrade me. Now fuck off." she snarled as she turned to leave.

Grabbing her arm, the jock pulled her close, whispering "You don't have to play hard to get for me baby. You already have me there, so why don't we go somewhere and get to know each other better. I promise it will be better than anything else you will find around here."

Anger flared in Chi-Chi's onyx eyes, hardening them to look like stones. "Get your dirty hands the fuck off of me." she hissed as her eyes began to shoot sparks. When he continued to hold her in place, she decided she had enough. Grabbing his arms to hold him still, she slammed her knee into his groin, causing him to let out a noise that was a combination of a gasp and a squeal. Letting him fall to the floor, she venomously said "Learn you lesson, and learn it well. Next time you come near me, I will personally see to it that your pathetic excuse for a dick is removed from your body with a blunt object and then forced down your throat. Do you understand?"

Dumping the remainder of her drink upon the quivering boy, she glared at the rest of the students. "Anyone else?" she questioned. Upon seeing everyone backing away, she exited the room.

After she left, a sole person's laughter echoed throughout the room. Vegeta was unable to contain himself any longer. Gasping for breathe, he sought to regain his composure, but watching the poor jock attempt to stand sent him on another fit of laughter. The rest of the group merely looked at him as if he had lost his mind.

Chuckling, Vegeta stood and exited the room with the howls of pain still echoing in his ear.

~~*~*Maou Residence*~*~~

Entering her mansion, Chi-Chi allowed a grin to grace her face. The cafeteria incident had given her pleasure; finally she was able to put someone into their place. Richard would never have allowed her to do that if he had not been there. Headed to the kitchen, she noticed a large stack of mail sitting on the bar. Shuffling through the contents she found quite a few magazines, an occasional letter, and of course, a number of creamy envelopes. `Invitations' she thought when she saw them. Gathering the mail, she grabbed a bottle of water and an apple before heading up to her room to sort through the mail.

All bills were sent to the royal accountant and anything of legal importance would be sent to the palace, which meant that the stack she had contained `junk mail.'

`Let's see. Magazine, another one, oooh, my new Cosmo!' After sorting through the abundance of magazines, she had retrieved her newest issues. `That means the rest of this shit is probably some sort of social babble. Better go to the library so I can go ahead and be done with replies' she thought as she headed down the hall.

Sitting in the dark leather chair, she grabbed the jeweled dagger that served as her letter opener. Starting with the creamy envelopes she found two invitations to banquets, one invitation to a dinner party at Capsule Corporation, and an invitation to a gallery opening. Soon, the stack of mail was down to a red envelope. Opening this, she found a letter of welcome to the area and a set of V.I.P tickets to the grand opening of the club, The Inferno.

`Hummm. A club, free tickets, no guards. Looks like I'm going to The Inferno tonight.' she thought as she left the room clutching the tickets and leaving the rest of the invitations and letters on the great mahogany desk.

~~*~*Vegeta's Residence*~*~~

Vegeta sat on the balcony looking out onto the river that ran behind the houses on this side of the neighborhood. Goku joined him outside, standing there, looking off as well.

"Dinner is ready Vegeta." Goku stated as he continued to survey the area. Looking down at the neighboring mansion, he was surprised to find Chi-Chi sitting on her own balcony. Grinning, he began to stare at her.

Vegeta looked up upon hearing his friend announce a meal. Generally, Kakkarrotto would have told him and then disappeared, ready to inhale the meal. Instead, Vegeta found him still on the balcony. Following his friends gaze, he saw the raven haired girl leaning against the railings of her own balcony, sipping some cocktail of sorts.

Smirking, he noticed that Kakkarrotto had begun to drool a little. He knew his friend desired the neighboring Princess. "Kakkarrotto close your mouth. Let's go and eat, remember we have to meet the rest of the bakas at the woman's house." he said as he headed back inside.

Taking one more longing look toward the Princess, Kakkarrotto headed inside as well.

~~*~*Maou Residence*~*~~

Dressed in skin tight, black leather flares and a blood red silk bandeau, Chi-Chi began to curl her long tresses. Silver glitter covered her body, attracting attention to exposed tan skin. Her make up was of a darker kind, standard black eyeliner and mascara, however with a smoky eye shadow and a deeper red lip color. [For those who don't know what a bandeau is, picture a mere piece of cloth that covers the chest, leaving the stomach, neck, shoulders, arms and back exposed. Strings from the cloth come together around the neck and back to hold it in place.]

Finally done with her hair, she slipped on a pair of strappy black platforms and headed downstairs. Grabbing her capsule case, cash, and tickets, she told the head servant that she was out for the night. Taking out her capsules, she selected a black Ninja. Before she left, she stopped at the guards post to let them know she was leaving and wouldn't be back until late. Being done with all of her responsibilities, she shot off into the night, ready for a night of wild fun.

~~*~*Capsule Corporation*~*~~

"Where are those idiots?" Bulma raved. The whole group was waiting in the large living room, with the exception of two Saiyans. Just when Bulma was ready to maim or kill, the door bell rang.

Opening the door revealed the two dark haired teens. The annoyed scowl on Vegeta's face displayed his obvious displeasure at something. "What the hell is wrong with monkey boy?" Bulma asked the gentler of the two.

"Some motorcycle cut him off, and then flicked him off. You know how Vegeta hates that," Goku said with a chuckle.

Growling the Saiyan Prince pushed his way into the house and took his stance away from the group. "Are we going to leave or what woman?" he asked.

"We were waiting on your slow ass!" Juunana approached his seething girlfriend, calming her down.

"Let's just go, okay?"

Everyone exited the building, piling into their array of expensive sports cars. Bulma in the lead, they all headed to there destination, the hot new club, The Inferno.