Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Trials and Tribulations of Being Royalty ❯ Things Made to Be Broken ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball/Z/GT. I do not own any other licensed products that may appear throughout this fan fiction piece.

AN: This is another chapter that was previously broken up. Now the three parts are all right here, so enjoy! BTW, out of character moments are throughout here, but there is reasoning. And just to note, for those who have made it this far, you should know that Chi-Chi is my center character. This revolves around her. B/V moments come a bit later… just read on. They do appear in this massive posting. Now, enjoy, and please, I know how I made my characters and I'm sorry if you don't like it, but I don't really need anymore reminders of the "perfection" in Chi-Chi. Not trying to be a bitch, but I've gotten those, and I understand, but this is my fic, and she isn't perfect. I'm just tired of Bulma being the "perfect" one. Nothing against her character at all. I have an entire fic that just is about Bulma… so…Okay? So, please read and let me know about what you think of the story.

Chapter 9: Things Made to be Broken

Part I

The crystals of the chandelier refracted the light leaving a dazzling display of colors that played throughout the room. The large ballroom was filled with people; all dressed in an array of tuxedos and dazzling gowns. Servants milled around holding trays of appetizers and glasses of champagne. People continued to enter through the door at the top of the stairwell. An announcer declared the names of everyone as they proceeded down the stairs and into the crowd. Once the majority of the crowd had arrived, then everyone would go into the dining hall for dinner to be served. Following dinner would be a night of talk and dancing as upper class society is known to do.

Surveying the crowd, one could distinguish some of the most prestigious people of the community. Among them were Dr. and Mrs. Briefs, owner of Capsule Corporation, Dr. Gero, a scientific genius, and of course, the Saiyan royalty, King Vegeta. Like their children, this group was often seen together at social affairs. Gathered together, these four adults discussed things ranging from the newest technological advances to politics. However, their discussion was swiftly interrupted by the arrival of their host and hostess, Count Visto and his wife.

"Ahh, Dr. Briefs, Mrs. Briefs, Dr. Gero and King Vegeta! It is good to see all of you." the Count addressed them. Both he and his wife were well known for their parties and as one of the few members of nobility in the area.

"Pardon me, King Vegeta," the Countess began, "but, I was wondering if you could do us a favor." Upon hearing this, the King turned his attention to her, thus allowing the five teenagers, who had been duly listening to their conversations, a chance to slip away.

"You see, tonight a newcomer to the area will be attending this gathering. She is of great importance and I am afraid that I will be too busy to look after her properly. I was hoping that you could introduce her to others and watch over her." the Countess asked with care. She feared the man's wrath, but knew that he was the only one who could do this.

King Vegeta carefully thought of what she had said. He knew she feared him and that it would take a very important figure for her to come to him for assistance. His curiosity was aroused by who could be this important. "Of course, Countess. It would be my pleasure. Has she arrived?" he asked.

Excusing them from the adults, the Count, his wife, and King Vegeta headed to the base of the stairs. "She will be arriving soon, your highness. I can not thank you enough for your assistance." the Count replied.

The arrivals had slowed down for the night, marking the nearness of the meal. The announcer was grateful for the breaks he was able to take. Yelling out the names of hundreds of people became rather tiring. Just as he was enjoying yet another break in attendants, a simple card was handed to him baring the name of the newest arrival he had to announce.

"Princess Chi-Chi Maou, daughter of Gyuu Maou, heiress to the Maou Kingdom."

Descending the stairs was the raven haired beauty, dressed in the sparkling ice blue gown that clung to her curves. The straps of the gown came up behind her neck where they fastened together, enhancing her bust line. The backless gown's twenty eight inch slit, from floor to thigh, displayed her toned and tan legs. Her makeup, though simple, enhanced her natural beauty. Much to her protest, Pierre had adorned her long hair with a simple platinum crown inlayed with diamonds.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, she turned to great her host. "Good evening, Count Visto. Thank you for your invitation, my father regrets his inability to join us. He sends his regards."

"Of course, Princess. I must say, you have grown quite a lot since I last saw you." he said, a smirk gracing his face as he took in her appearance. `Grown up indeed.' he thought.

Ignoring the grin that had crossed the Counts face as he slowly gazed at her, Chi-Chi turned her attention to the Countess. "Countess, it is lovely to see you again."

"My, my, Chi-Chi. You look beautiful darling, so much like your mother. It is travesty she could not see you like this."

"Thank you, Countess. I know that you were close to her."

"Yes, she was. Now, I would like to introduce to you King Vegeta, of Vegeta-sei. He has offered to introduce you to other members of society here. I knew that with you being royalty, that no other person could fit the honor of escorting you." she said with a wink.

"Thank you." Chi-Chi replied, ignoring the Countess's suggestive behavior. Instead, she turned her attention to the King. "It is a pleasure to meet you King Vegeta."

"As it is to meet you, Princess Chi-Chi." he declared as he offered his arm to her.

Taking his arm, he led her throughout the crowd, introducing her to only the best of the society that had gathered there. Chi-Chi couldn't believe the number of people she had to meet. Her face had begun to ache from constantly smiling at others. Luckily, just as this pain was making itself known, they were interrupted by the Count.

"King Vegeta, Princess Chi-Chi," he acknowledged them with a slight bow. Then turning to the King, he continued. "Sir, the Princess will be seated amongst others of her age. It seems my wife has thought that it would be best if she were to meet others of her own age and position. Therefore, at dinner she will be seated with your son."

Acknowledging the man inference with this fact, he dismissed him with a nod. Turning to his companion, he began "As you heard, you will be seated with my son's table for the feast." Suddenly he was interrupted by the call that dinner would be served. "Shall we?" he asked offering his arm once more.

"Of course." she replied taking his arm and being led into the massive dining hall. A number of tables littered the area. Each table held six people. In one corner of the room, a small orchestra was set up, playing soft classical music. Lines of identically uniformed servants waited for everyone to be seated at their assigned tables before they began to serve the different portions of the meal.

Finally arriving at a table, Chi-Chi noticed just who was seated there. At this particular table sat the members of `the group' that were in attendance that night. One empty seat remained, which she assumed was for her. To the left of the seat was Vegeta, who seemed confused as to why his father was escorting the Princess. To his left sat Bulma, who looked angelic in a snow white princess waisted gown. To her left was Juunana who merely regarded Chi-Chi without a readable expression. To the right of the empty chair sat Goku, who stared at Chi-Chi with eyes that read a complex twist of emotions. To his right sat Juuhachi, adorned in a beaded red gown. To her right was her brother. [AN: everyone got this. clockwise: Chi-Chi, Vegeta, Bulma, Juunana, Juuhachi, Goku.]

Clearing his throat, the King approached his son. "Princess Chi-Chi, I would like you to meet my son, Prince Vegeta." he said giving his son a look that read, be polite or else. The two gave slight nods in each other's direction, indicating the fact that they were on the same level in class. "She will be sitting with you this evening. I trust that you will treat her with the level of respect she deserves." Giving a final glare to his son, he turned to Chi-Chi. "I will be sitting with the Count and Countess, if you have any problems, do not hesitate to come to me, especially if it concerns my son. It was a pleasure meeting you this evening, Princess."

Chi-Chi curtsied toward the King. "As it was you, King Vegeta. I trust that you will save me a dance?" she questioned with a mischievous grin.

Chuckling, the King responded, "But of course." With that, he walked off, still smiling.

Turning to the crowd at the table, she looked at Vegeta with a questioning glaze. Knowing just what she meant, he stood with her and began his introductions. "Princess, I would like to introduce you to my friends." he stated with a slight grimace. "This is Bulma Briefs, her parents own Capsule Corporation. The pair next to her is Juunana and Juuhachi Gero; they are the offspring of Dr. Gero, a resident scientific genius." Each of them acknowledged each other with curt nods and formal greetings. Turning towards Kakkarrotto, Vegeta smirked, knowing full well he had the ability to embarrass his housemate. However, his father's dark glare and stern warning came to mind. "Finally, I would like to introduce you to Kakkarrotto. He is one of the few remaining Saiyans, but I believe the two of you have met. You may know him by his Earth name, Goku."

Chi-Chi turned to the blushing Saiyan, with a soft smile she acknowledged him in a lighter tone then the others. "It is nice to meet you. However, I must wonder, by which name should I refer to you as?"

Shocked by the gentle tone she used, he could barely choke out the words to use. "I-It r-really doesn't matter. Most people just call me G-Goku." he said with one hand rubbing the back of his neck while giving her a sheepish smile.

Smiling gently, she acknowledged his response before turning back to the Prince. Vegeta, in turn, went to her seat and pulled out her chair, indicating that it was his seat. After pushing her chair in, he returned to his seat.

Chi-Chi was quite amused by the scowl he wore when he thought she was not looking. She was enjoying his annoyance. After studying the Saiyan Prince a little more, she noticed that he was quite handsome. `Too bad he is an arrogant, self absorbed jack ass.' Slowly her gaze drifted to each of the members of the table. `Let's see. So, Bulma is heiress to Capsule Corp. That explains why she is here. I guess Dr. Gero is of some importance seeing as the siblings are here. And I guess Kakkarrotto goes wherever his Prince and King go. Amusing.'

Her thoughts and the others' chatter were interrupted with the arrival of the meal. After the first course of the meal was served, the group continued their talk, each ignoring the Princess and casting distrustful gazes her way. Vegeta merely focused upon his food and ignored everyone at the table. Goku, remember the Kings forewarnings, ate slowly giving slide glances to Chi-Chi. Noting his glances, Chi-Chi met his eyes and raised one perfectly sculpted eyebrow in a questioning manner.

Blushing a bright crimson, Goku smiled sheepishly and returned his attention to his food. Smiling, Chi-Chi followed his example and went back to eating. `At least one of them doesn't hate me.' she thought with a laugh. `Not that I blame any of them. I feel so much better since I talked to Pierre. His advice is always excellent and I have to follow it. He said I should get to know both of them, which means I have to get along with all of them. Can't be to hard, can it?' she asked herself as she turned her attention to the conversation at the table.

"Vegeta, how the hell can you act that way? I would say that you have no manners at all, but you displayed manners when your father was here and in the way you treated the Princess over there." Bulma declared.

"Woman, shut that loud trap of yours." Vegeta growled.

"Oh, I see, your afraid of your father aren't you? Big bad Veggie is afraid of making a mistake in front of his father…"

Her ridicule was interrupted when Vegeta slammed his fist on the table. "Damn it woman, shut the fuck up. You are so damn annoying with your constant banter." Noticing that everyone's attention was on him, Vegeta calmed down and spoke in a softer voice. "Do not mock me onna. My father is King; he deserves his respect, as do I. And as much as I hate to say this, that onna over there is also royalty. She may not be of my planet, but she is of yours. So as long as I am a resident of this planet, I am forced to display the respect that royalty deserves. Do you understand that?"

"So just because she is royalty, she gets treated above the rest of us. She is a cold hearted bitch and yet she is treated above us. How fucking great, Vegeta."

Goku nervously glanced at Chi-Chi, who was currently trying to hold back her laughter. Her shoulders shook as she bowed her head, attempting to gather control. `Damn, those two belong together. Those two are so damn funny…." Her train of thought was interrupted as she felt a firm hand on her shoulder. Looking up she found Goku peering at her, his countenance displaying his concern. Goku studied her face and found that she was not crying, in fact her eyes seemed to be dance with amusement.

"Are you okay? Don't mind those two; they are always fighting like this. Don't take what Bulma said seriously…." he began only to be interrupted by Chi-Chi's hand.

Noticing that everyone at the table was peering at her with curiosity, Chi-Chi decided that it was time to put this to rest. Looking at Goku, she began. "Goku, it's alright. I am used to that reaction and it's not like I don't deserve it." Turning to the others, she continued, "Look, I am well aware of what you think of me and I certainly haven't done any thing to dissuade your train of thought. However, it seems that we will have to put up with each other more than just in school and when we occasionally meet around my house. It looks like we will be in attendance of just about the same idiotic social gatherings, so I propose this. Let's just put everything to rest and try to get along. We will be encountering each other much more often; in fact I believe I have to attend a dinner party at Capsule Corp soon. That just shows that we will be together much more often then any of us would like to be right now. So, it would be best if we make an attempt to get along."

Looking around, she noticed many carefully weighing her words. She knew that this would be more or less their decision. They were already friends, she was the outsider. Pensively she awaited their answer. Slowly, they began to look at each other, communicating though their eyes. Finally each of them nodded affirmative. Vegeta merely grunted and went back to eating, with Goku following his example. The three girls rolled their eyes and laughed at the Saiyan antics, dispelling the tension of the room

And in that moment, a shaky alliance was made between them.

Chapter 9: Things Made to be Broken

Part II

After the conclusion of dinner, the guests slowly moved out of the dining room and into the ballroom. It was in here that the guests would be able to move about and speak to whomever they please and dance to the orchestrated music. As the six teenagers moved into the ballroom they were chatting animatedly. Chi-Chi had dropped the majority of her attitude and was making a major effort in becoming friendly with the group. Once her father returned, she knew he would want to know who she had befriended and it would please him to no end that she had been associated with the pinnacle of their community's social hierarchy.

Not only would her father be pleased, but Chi-Chi found that they weren't that bad at all. Bulma was very pleasant to talk to and her and Vegeta's arguments were very entertaining. Juuhachi was more of a reserved person but Chi-Chi could appreciate that. Her brother, Juunana, was also reserved but would indulge others. He had proved quite the charmer amongst the other women of society, which infuriated Bulma to no end. Goku was a very sweet guy, whom Chi-Chi found a great change from his counterpart, the arrogant bastard Prince.

Chi-Chi had quickly cleared up how they addressed her. In the beginning, she found them using her title as a mockery so she had asked them to forget the fact that she was a Princess. She preferred to forget it most of the time and didn't see how it made them any different from her. When she had told them this, Vegeta was put in a state of shock. His royalty was a lot of his pride; however, on Earth, he couldn't force people to refer to him with his title. When he tried to, they simply threw the fact that he had no kingdom and a dwindling race. Bulma had taunted him with those facts upon his arrival to the planet. However, this girl had a kingdom and was an Earthling, yet she merely passed it off as if it meant nothing to her. She forsook her title. Vegeta didn't know whether to be disgusted or to respect her actions.

Together the group gathered in one section of the room and began to talk about a variety of topics. The girls began to discuss the male population at their school which led to past relationships. The news that Bulma and Vegeta had been together shocked Chi-Chi.

"You actually dated that arrogant ass hole? How the hell did you survive?" Chi-Chi questioned.

"Actually, the only reason he asked me out was because someone took a blow to his pride saying that there was no way in hell he could ever go out with me, much less get into bed with me. So he asked me out and in his so called seduction of me, he revealed a side to him that no one else has seen. He can actually be very sweet." This earned a snort from Juuhachi and a chuckle from Chi-Chi.

"Bulma, you have a twisted way of seeing things. I mean, he practically had a bet going on sleeping with you. That doesn't seem too sweet to me." To this Juuhachi cut in.

"It did become a bet. I forget who it was with; it was a while back, about two years ago. But Bulma is right in a twisted sort of way. After she discovered what was really going on, she ended it right then and there. But, the whole incident had given her a major crush on him and same goes for him to her. It was hilarious. Too bad you weren't here to see it. They were constantly exchanging these lust filled gazes and the body language was so obvious. Due to their pride, the two just wouldn't give in. Finally, me and Goku were so tired of it that we locked them in a room together until they worked it out. After a few hours, we went to check on them and found it was silent. Goku started panicking and talking nonsense about Vegeta killing Bulma. So when we opened the door, well, lets just say that if that is a way to kill someone, then damn, death doesn't look all that bad." Juuhachi began laughing as she concluded the story of Bulma and Vegeta's get together. Chi-Chi joined her in her laughter. Bulma merely blushed as she remembered the compromising position that Goku and Juuhachi had found them in that night.

Finally, when the laughter subsided, Bulma glared at Juuhachi. "It wasn't that funny. Now, Chi-Chi, you should have seen their faces when they walked in. I didn't know Goku could turn that many shades of red and much to my surprise, I discovered that Juuhachi had the ability to blush as well." Bulma said as she began to laugh.

The boys turned toward the laughing trio giving them questioning looks as they approached. "Hey, what's so funny?" Goku asked.

"Oh, nothing really. We were just discussing the discovery of new shades of red that appeared on your face when you discovered Bulma and Vegeta…." Chi-Chi trailed off as she noticed that Goku had once again blushed several shades of red. Turning to the other two girls, she asked, "Now which shade was it?" The three girls returned to laughing as Vegeta merely scowled, but his cheeks also possessed a small touch of blush.

However, unfortunately, Chi-Chi noticed this. Knowing she was unable to pass up such an opportunity, she walked up to Vegeta. Turning the girls, she got their attention and began. "I don't know about you girls, but sometimes red just isn't the right color." Chi-Chi gently put her hand under Vegeta's chin and lifted his face up. Caressing his enflamed cheeks, Chi-Chi spoke. "Sometimes they just look better with a hint of pink."

Slowly, she released his face and with a smirk she returned to the girls who were trying with all of their might not to double over in laughter. Their laughter was interrupted with the arrival of King Vegeta. With a hint of a smile, he greeted his son and his acquaintances. "Now I do believe, Princess, that I was promised a dance."

Smirking, Chi-Chi gracefully accepted the King's arm. Turning to her companions she excused herself and was led out onto the dance floor. The King gently embraced his dance partner as they began to slowly dance to the music. The King decided to talk to the girl a bit about her origin.

"So, Princess Chi-Chi, just where are you from? And what is a Princess doing away from her palace? Tell me a little bit about yourself."

"Well, my father's kingdom is a few hundred miles south of here. I have spent these past few years in boarding schools after my mother's death. Currently, my father is finalizing plans to rebuild the area and repair damage due to the brief time of an unstable empire. You see, my father was greatly depressed after my mother's death and our kingdom became overrun with crime. Pretty soon a political figure emerged dividing subjects in their loyalty. In these last couple of years, my father regained control so we are currently rebuilding. During this stage, my father decided we should take residence here."

"I suppose your father will be rejoining you here." Upon seeing her nod, he gently smiled. "Good, when he arrives, I would be very interested in speaking with him. After all, he is a fellow member of royalty."

As the ballad came to a close, the two royals separated and bowed/curtsied to the other. "Of course your highness. I will let him know." Giving him a bright smile, she turned to move toward her friends only to bump into a well built figure. She found herself gazing straight into a pair of hard obsidian eyes. Vegeta stood, with a smirk in place, as he offered his arm as he asked, "Would you care to dance, Princess?"

Nodding she found herself wrapped in his arms. The two danced with a good amount of space between the two of them; they danced very formerly. All the while, Vegeta smirked towards the raven haired beauty. After a period of silence, Vegeta pulled her towards him and whispered softly, "This is certainly a change from how we were dancing last night, ne?"

Pulling herself out of his grasp and back away from the contours of his body, the two continued to dance. Angrily she glared at him, displaying her distain towards his actions. Vegeta merely chuckled and acknowledged the end of their dance with a bow. Chi-Chi glared at him once more before turning her attention to finding her new companions. Bulma and Juunana were on the dance floor, Juuhachi was no where in site and Goku was standing in a corner seemingly lost.

Chi-Chi glided towards Goku and gently placed her hand on his shoulder to get his attention. A startled Goku whirled around prepared for an attack, only to find himself lost in a pair of liquid pools of onyx. Chi-Chi found herself lost as well. A tidal wave of emotions crashed upon her as she gazed into Goku's eyes. Their contact was broken with the arrival of the others.

The six younger members of society walked out onto the patio in order to cool off and take a breather. Standing in silence, they gazed at the stars that twinkled in the black of night. After standing out there for a good fifteen minutes, the girls found that their gowns were certainly not going to keep them warm out in the cool night air, so they shuffled back into the ballroom.

At Juuhachi's silent prodding, Bulma asked Vegeta to dance. As those two slowly made their way to the floor, a servant approached Juunana and Juuhachi. It seemed that Dr. Gero wanted them to join him. "He probably wants us to help his promotion of his theory in biomechanical engineering so he can begin his experimentation." Juuhachi said in a bored tone. As the twins disappeared into the crowd, Goku glanced at the Princess that stood before him, his determination from his earlier self proclamation wavering. Glancing at the shy Saiyan, Chi-Chi silently took his arm and headed out to the dance floor, a now shocked Saiyan in tow.

Wrapping his powerful arms around her, he was shocked that she seemed almost too delicate to handle. Sure, he had seen her fight and he knew she could take care of herself, but he still felt an indescribable need to protect Chi-Chi at any given cost. Chi-Chi couldn't help but lean into his embrace as they silently moved to the music. Each of them was comfortable just to be in the other's arms, no words were needed.

When the first song ended, the pair of enchanted dancers did not separate; they merely continued to dance as the next ballad was orchestrated. This action did not go unnoticed. A single observer watched as the two danced in silence. This observer had been awaiting his chance to approach the Princess. Her beauty had drawn him to her and he wanted her for his own.

Surveying the couple as they danced, he could tell of their growing attraction. He slowly made his way through the crowds to his object of desire in order to split the dancing pair apart. `This flame,' he thought `must be put out. She will be mine, tonight and forever.'

`For if I can not have her, it will be a cold day in hell before some one else will.'

Chapter 9: Things Made to be Broken

Part III

Goku was so enraptured with the beauty in his arms; he almost didn't feel a tap on his shoulders as someone came to interrupt their dance. Slowly and reluctantly, the couple ceased their dance and looked at the one who had interrupted them.

"Count Visto," Chi-Chi exclaimed with forced happiness. "How can we help you?"

"If you do not mind, young man, I would like to dance with the Princess." the Count replied, eyeing Goku competitively.

Goku stared at the man attempting to hide his anger and distain. "Most certainly, Count." he replied. Then, turning to Chi-Chi, he said "We must dance again, Princess."

Nodding at him happily, Chi-Chi turned towards the Count and mentally prepared herself to be around someone whom she had never truly liked at all. The Count took her and pulled towards him, roughly, forcing her body up against his own. Looking down at her, the Count smirked and tightened his already binding grip.

Attempting to break free, Chi-Chi struggled with the strength she could summon while staying steady in her encumbering gown and heals and without bring attention to them. `I hate this man. I never trusted him when he visited the palace and I still don't. Something isn't right. I can't embarrass Father, but damn, does he have to hold on so tight?' Tears began to prick at her eyes and se realized she could not lessen his grasp. With every struggle, he just held her tighter. `Damn that hurts. I guess that'll leave a mark' she thought wryly. Blinking back her tears, she mentally berated herself `Damn, I have got to get it together. I am such a weakling. It's just a dance.'

Grinning, the Count watched her internal battle to keep composed. `Such a perfect specimen, just like her mother, it will be fun to break her…. mind, body, and soul.' he thought. He felt her begin to relax a bit in his arms signaling her battle was over, and he had won. Slowly, his hands strayed from their designated spot. He began to lightly trace her vivacious curves as his eyes strayed to the mass amounts of cleavage exposed as her breasts were pushed against him and straining against the top of her gown.

`What the hell is he doing?' a wide eyed Chi-Chi thought. Feeling his eyes on her breasts and his hands running over her ass, she felt as if she was about to explode in rage. Pretty soon, she realized that while she had been thinking, he had led them, while dancing, into a darker portion of the dance floor containing less numbers of dancers. This realization came to her when he slammed her against the wall.

Lowering his mouth to hers, he captured her screams and protests with his own mouth in a harsh kiss. Struggling seemed impossible to Chi-Chi as she was pressed against the wall, her arms pinned beside her and her legs locked in place. `Damn it,' she screamed mentally. Flashbacks of her mother and the Count dancing came to mind. `What the hell? I have got to get him off, but how?' her mind panicked. Her mental abilities were hindered by long forgotten memories as they reappeared in her mind.

Drowning in a sea of whirling memories, Chi-Chi was headed towards unconsciousness, barely feeling the exploring hands of the Count. Her mind raged for control so that she could defend herself, but with demand was overtaken by thoughts and secrets. Chi-Chi gratefully accepted the darkness that slowly over took her mind, taking her away from her sudden memories, away from the Count and his wondering eyes, away from the reality of what could happen to her. Her mind registered the outcries of a familiar voice before falling into a pit of darkness, echoing the name Goku.

Standing with his friends, Goku attempted to focus on the topic of discussion. His mind, however, would not comply. His thoughts kept wandering back to the beautiful Princess that he was falling for. Hell, the Princess he had fallen for. Memories of her skin, her smell, the feel of having her in his arms crashed upon him as he stood there. Suddenly, his mental numbness faded as a familiar ki shot up, marred with distress and fear.

Jerking their heads up, the two Saiyans began to scan the room. Their eyes were searching for the distressed power signal that had caught their attention. The fact that is was so familiar was tugging on Goku's mind as he searched the crowd of people. The ki shot up once more before it plummeted. On this second rise, Goku's mind clicked as to who it was.

Running on instinct, Goku ignored the questioning demands of his Prince as he roughly pushed people out of his way. As soon as he was through the crowd, his mental field went red at the sight that was before him. Pressed roughly against the wall was a barely conscious Chi-Chi. The Count stood before her, brutally ravishing her mouth. His hands were groping her body roughly. Goku had no control over his anger as he witnessed the acts of brutality she was enduring.

Growling in outrage, Goku grabbed the Count, tossing him away from the battered and now unconscious Chi-Chi. Gently, he caught her before she could hit the floor. Examining her face and body, dark patches of bruises were beginning to show themselves. Vegeta approached the two, his face darkened as he also took in the damage done to the Princess. Goku gently handed her to Vegeta before he made his way to where the Count had picked himself up.

"What the hell did you do that for boy?" the Count asked outrageously. Blood slowly trickled down his forehead from where he had slammed against the ground. The crowds of people had gathered around the area and the music had stopped. The Countess was shocked at the scene, but had quickly figured out the occurrences. Silently, she slipped from the room.

Growling, Goku advanced upon the indignant Count. "What did I do?" he screamed. "What did I do? How about what the hell did you do? What the hell were you thinking the bastard? How dare you lay a fucking finger on her?" he screamed as he advanced on the now cowering Count.

Goku battered the man, punching his harshly in his face, kneeing him in the stomach, kicking him across the room. Slowly, he advanced to continue to pummel the worthless excuse for nobility. This advance was stopped when Vegeta put his hand on his arm. Goku turned questioning him, gesturing to the battered Chi-Chi, who was now in the King's arms.

Smirking, Vegeta walked away from Goku and towards the weakly standing Count. Sneering at him, Vegeta gave a single, hard punch to his stomach. The sound of breaking ribs echoed in the now silent ballroom. Falling to the floor, the Count struggled to breathe as he coughed up blood.

The two Sayians stood over the fallen Count, sneering at him, their eyes full of hatred. "How dare you consider yourself a person of noble blood? You are a worthless piece of shit, not even good enough to lick the bottom of my boots." Vegeta growled. Stepping back, the two Saiyans began to charge up their ki as they debated on the death of the fallen count. However, this discussion was interrupted by the arrival of the police.

The Countess reemerged, leading the police officers over to the Count and the Saiyans. Goku and Vegeta backed away from the writhing Count and watched as he was handcuffed and taken to the police cars, both feeling that a death at their hands was much more suited.

The two rejoined the King, peering at the unconscious form of the Princess. Gently, Goku took her back into his arms, carefully avoiding to injure her further. Looking at the royals, he announced that they should take her home.

"Do you know where she lives Kakkarrotto?" the King questioned, knowing not to argue with an enraged Saiyan, or in this case, two enraged Saiyans. To his shock, he discovered that the lovely Princess resided in the neighboring mansion.

The three Saiyans made their way through the crowd, ignoring everyone as they exited the banquet. Their ride in the limousine was in silence as the two teens gazed at the inert form of the Princess. Upon arrival, Vegeta and Goku headed towards Chi-Chi's mansion.

The guards at the gate immediately let the two men through upon seeing their Princess. Each of them were shocked and outraged at the sight of her battered form. Vegeta, never one for formalities, merely blasted the door open, shocking the staff within. He grabbed one of the closest servants and demanded to know where Chi-Chi's room was. He then turned to the other servants and directed them to bring a first aid kit and other necessary supplies up to her room.

Goku gently laid the Princess down upon the silken sheets of her bed. With a feather touch, he traced the outline of her face. When Vegeta entered, he was followed by a group of terrified servants. After all of the desired items were placed upon a table, Vegeta forced them to leave, ignoring their protests.

After entering the endless expanse of the closet, Goku reappeared with a pair of loose athletic shorts and a tank top. The two Saiyans worked together in dressing the girl in the comfortable clothes, both ignoring the exposed flesh and certain portions of her anatomy as much as possible. After she was dressed, the two cleaned the few abrasions she had endured. A cold compress was put on the back of her head, where a large lump had swelled after being slammed against the wall.

Using a special crème they had brought with them, the Saiyans rubbed the blue-green substance over her bruises. It was a special Saiyan remedy for faster healing on bruises and other sorts of injuries. Once her wounds were taken care of, a cold, wet washcloth was placed on her head. Then, the two worked upon bringing her out of her unconscious state. After gentle probing, the two watched as her eyelids began to flutter and finally open revealing her obsidian eyes.

Before she could speak, Goku placed his fingers against her lips making sure she remained silent. Slowly, she began to test out her limbs to insure nothing was broken. As she sat up, a wave of dizzy spells hit her but soon faded. Looking at the Saiyans before her, she asked "Where am I? And what the hell happened? I feel like I was run over!"

Goku's concern mounted as he watched her questioning face fade into one of realizations as she remembered the night's events. Falling back onto the bed, Chi-Chi began to fight the tears in a pointless battle seeing as they had already began their path down her face.

Each of the Saiyans peered at her, both of their eyes swarmed with concern. Upon seeing her tears, Goku gathered her in his arms and began to rock her, murmuring things into her ear about how it would be okay. That nothing would happen again, that they were there and no one would hurt her again.

Vegeta was lost in the situation. He had no clue how to react or how to help. Unsure of what to do, he hesitantly sat down beside Goku. Looking at her, he pushed the hair out of her face. Biting back his usual sarcastic remarks, he choked out some words of sincerity. Anger riddled his face as he promised that no one would dare do anything like that again. As the two boys comforted her, Chi-Chi found that she was about to fall asleep.

Opening her heavy eyes, she glanced at the two boys that were comforting her. A warm feeling began to smooth her tortured soul, pushing back newly found dark memories. She could figure those out later. As she slowly slipped into the comfort of sleep, she whispered her request to the two Saiyans.

"Please, don't leave me. Stay here."

The two merely nodded their head as they stood. Goku gently laid her in the middle of her gigantic bed. Each of the boys crawled onto opposite sides of the girl, locking eyes before they lay down to attempt sleep.

In this gaze, the two Saiyans made a single promise. A promise that nothing like this would ever happen again.