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Romantic A/U fic about Tien and
Lunch's romance. Jiaozi is the matchmaker.....
Words like this are thoughts. I don't own Dragon
Ball/Z/GT. Their rights and copyright are property of Akira
Toriyama, Bird Studio/Shueisha, Funimation and Toei animation.
Don't sue me. Please just tell me if you liked it.
Lunch had finally arrived in Mifan.
After a sleepless night, driving on heer Capsule ship (that now
was out of use), she had finally reached the capital. She didn't
know anyone there, she knew just that it was the farest place
from her college, where other orphan girls lived and studied. All
the days, for years, doing always the same things. It bothered
her so much. So she escaped to go away.
She had left a short message for her friends. They hadn't to look
for her, she just wanted to be free and live her life.
But now she had to search for a decent work. It hadn't to be be difficult, in a big industrious city like Mifan's capital. She could start from taking a room in a cheap hotel and start to write books, draw paintings or write and sing songs. She liked writing poems, mostly romantic, about the love that had never come in her life. She didn't dream about his appearance, she wanted him to be mature and caring towards her, and probably her other half wanted him to be brave, strong, tough and able to handle her. Well, that was almost impossible,almost a dream....
And dreams couldn't help her now. Looking up to
the magnificent palace on the top of the hill in front of her
eyes, she sighed and then murmured to herself:
-Maybe the emperor needs a maid.....
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-Tenshinhan, you make me worry.
The tall young man turned to see the tiny emperor Jiaozi looking
out of the window at the peaceful, beautiful garden with a small
crystalline lake and flower-beds. His small fists were clinched,
but he immediately posed his hands on the galss of the window.
-Every man here has his woman: the guards, the sentinels, the
soldiers of my army, my pageboys, my chefs, my stable-men...
everyone, I mean.
Except for you and me, but I'm too young to think about a
wedding.
Jiaozi looked severe, but his biggest wish was to make his best
friwend, tutor and duke of Mifan to find a good, no, a perfect
bride to share his life with. He thought that everyone in the
world needed someone who was more than a friend to be happy.
Jiaozi had told him this about a thousand times
this last year, but Tenshinhan never gave up. He was so stubborn.
-I... don't want to get married. I want to fight and train, not
be at home and get bored with a family. A wife would never allow
me to fight.
-As you wish...
But Jiaozi was stubborn too. He lowered his head and closed his
eyes. A day or another, you'll notice a girl different from
all the other ones, just like you... and you'll fall in love.
Everything happens just once, but once, it has to happen...
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Lunch walked through the majestic imperial corridors.
She had been lucky, they were looking just for a maid at the
palace, and in two weeks behaviour had denmostrated she was one
of the more disciplined and eager ones, so they had assigned her
that work.
Luckily they haven't found out about my
sneeze-change-of-personaluty-thingy, she thought. But that
moment had to come too. Meanwhile, she was very careful with
everything that could tickle her nose and provoke "what she
didn't want".
Now there was only a room left to tidy up.
She pushed its door. It was open. Her feet made no noise when she
entered into the already clean room, were almost all was tidy. This
isn't surely a man like the others.
There were no women shoes, no women clothes, no sign of a secrest
lover, a concubine or a probable wife. It was more simple than
the other rooms, but larger. The bed looked like a throne, huge,
at the centre of the room. On the desk there was some paper and
ink. Also there was a stamp, property of the room's owner. Mmm,
if it is as I guess, he must be the most important person in this
palace, after the emperor, of course...
She carefully took the stamp in her hand, merged it in the
ink and pressed it on the paper. Yes. it was as I guessed. On
the paper there was the name of the emperor's closest friend,
tutor as well as duke of Mifan and great fighter. It was also
said that he hadn't a bride, a fiancee or something like that.
Then she started to tidy his room up, though
there wsn't too much work to do. She bent to pick up a hat with a
feather on its top when it tickled her nose. NO! PLEASE NO!
She'll ruin all!!!
But it was too late. Her hair turned from dark blue to
blonde, her eyes from dark blue, large and innocent to green and
slanted.
Kushami looked around herself with anger. Where
did that ditz bring me? she took a look around. Hmmm...
a royal chamber? Maybe I can find something like interesting here...
Looking for an inexistent diamond, jem, money or whatever
precious there could be, Kushami opened all the drawers, looked
under the bed, even in the wardrobe, but obviously she didn't
find anything. Her eyes then finally fell on the desk, and she
saw the fresh ink the stamp had left.
-TENSHINHAN?!
Well, uhu, was it kinda sucky like I think? Please make me know!!!
