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Chapter2- In The Palace
"Yes, Miss Briefs, that is the correct answer. Very good." The teacher said in an applauding tone.
I smiled smugly and sat back down at my desk. I believe I was about six, seven. The boy behind me began to snicker under his breath. I spun around in my seat and stuck out my tongue.
"Keep laughing, kid. My dad can always fire yours." I spat in my childish voice.
The kid quieted immediately. Chi Chi who sat beside me began looking towards the ground.
"And what do you wish to be when you grow up Miss Briefs?" The teacher said, ignoring my comment.
I sat up a little higher, as if preserving my worldly position. "I'm going to be a doctor!"
I expected another applause, but she looked a little disappointed. "Not a scientest? Like your father? He is a very brilliant man. I'm sure he needs a brillaint air. Are you brillaint, Miss Briefs?"
The smile from my face faded. "Yes, I-I'm brillaint. That's why I'm going to be a scientist!" My smile quickly returned when I saw the teachers come back.
Yes, this was the best schooling money could buy. My father donated large sums to the school. Only the best for his little girl... so the teachers payed extra attention to me... they knew where I went money trailed.
The teacher turned her attention to Chi Chi. Her face hardened. "Chi Chi! What is five plus two."
Chi Chi shrank slower in her desk and began holding up fingers counting off. I sat up attentively in my seat already aware of hte answer.
"She said Chi Chi not Bulma- Miiiisss Briefs!" The boy behind me spat mocking the teachers voice at the end.
I spun around again, "Miss is for ladies, not immature pricks! Like you!" I turned back around satisfied.
"We're waiting Chi Chi." The teacher said impatiently.
Chi Chi shrank smaller in the desk. "I'm going to be a teacher... " Chi Chi whispered.
"You have to teach YOURSELF first, Chi Chi." The teacher commented. The kids laughed. I said nothing.
I blinked slowly knocking myself back to the present. How many years ago was that? I was eighteen now. So was Chi Chi. And now here I am, standing before a green skin man with darker green hair dressed in almost royal- looking attire. What did he say his name was? Zarbon?
Zarbon looked down at us over his nose sneering. He held numerous papers in his hand with a sheet of paper. "Present names." Was all he said as he looked at the sheets of paper.
I stood a little straighter. "Miss Bulma Briefs."
Zarbon lifted his hand to his mouth snickering. "Look Dodoria. The little whore thinks she's a lady." He said to the fat pink guy behind him whos skin was covered with bumps.
"What did you call me! How dare you! I suppose you think I'm a whore since hideous freaks like you can't get any REAL women!"
The two sneered at me as Vejita snickered behind me along with the other two Saiyans.
"What are you laughing at Monkey Man!" A spat spinning around.
Vejita growled at me as soon as the insult left my lips. "Miss is reserved for ladies, not space whores like you."
"Oh, look. The monkey thinks he has a brain." Dodoria said mockingly. Vejita growled as he bit his tongue.
I turned around a bit puzzled. Zarbon addressed me again. "Your number woman. Here you are a number."
I held up my head defiantly. "I am Miss Briefs."
Hissing, Zarbon grabbed my shoulder. "You are 566!" I winced at the force behind the grab. Looking at his sheets, "566, assigned as Frieza's personal servant."
He looked at the others. "NEXT!"
The cat-like person, whom I became aware of the name Neko, spoke. "567."
"567, Frieza's personal sparring partner... for now. NEXT!"
The blue skinned woman, Caliko, spoke,"568."
"568, Frieza's personal chef. NEXT!"
The child spoke in a whisper, "569."
"569, Frieza's house servant." Zarbon looked up. "The peon will assign you to your destinations." Zarbon motioned to four servants dressed in black. "And the monkey's will answer any questions... afterall, that's all a monkey is good for." Zarbon and Dodoria walked away laughing.
"I can't wait to dance on their graves..." Radditz said once the two left earshot.
"Hmph! Those tailless fools. I will be the one to wash my hands in their blood."Vejita muttered.
"Umm, mister Vejita." The child, Hope, whispered.
"Prince Vejita! You will address me as Prince Vejita! Children these days..."
"What's a house servant."
"They clean the house baka, any more stupid questions."
"Well, Mr. High and Mighty, how do you expect us to do our duties if we don't know what they are?" I said sarcasticly.
Vejita gritted his teeth. I felt my breath catch in my throught, he's so hot when he-wait! what am I thinking? He is a cold blooded killer and I hope he burns in-
"Are you listening woman!" Vejita screamed.
"Hmm?"
"Ack! Nappa! Explain the woman her duties!"
"Yes, my Prince." Nappa said. "You are suppose to keep Frieza satisfied and his personal quarters clean. A personal sparring partner fights with him whenever he wishes them too, although they only last one fight against Frieza. A personal chef obviously cooks. Although they don't last too long either. A week at most. Frieza is a picky eater-"
"Nappa! I said tell them not interview!"
"Sorry Vejita."
"What do you mean 'keep Frieza satisfied'?" I asked feeling a lump form in my throat.
Vejita smirked trailing his eyes over my body. "I mean in all various forms woman."
The breath quickly caught in my throat. "Nappa! Radditz! It's time to go!" The three Saiyans left quickly behind their Prince. I felt my head spin quickly. Everything seemed so distant. I could've sworn I heard someone calling me from far away. Then the corridor dimmed and fell to black...
"Daddy! Daddy! Look what I drew!" I crawled into my Father's lap holding a scribbling in my hand.
"Why, that's beautiful daughter. What is it?" He said holding it in his hand.
"It's my Guardian Angel!" I said happily staring at his face.
"An angel? Why, that's fairy tales invented by people who don't have enough confidence to face life on their own. When you are older you'll see what I mean."
My smile faded. "Umm, okay Daddy... but I keep my angel until then."
"That's my girl!" My father said as he placed his palm on my head, gigantic in comparrison. My face lit up under the praise.
He set me down on the ground and took his picture with him into his lab. I watched him walk into the lab and then snuck in behind him. I snickered as I pushed the door open. He was bent over numerous bottles working dilligently. I was about to go inside when my toe hit something. I looked down and saw a paper ball. Bending over, I picked up in my little hands and unballed it. All wrinkled, it was my drawing of my Guardian Angel, decorated in big red hearts, and an attempted 'I love you Daddy' but it came out ' I loo oo Ady'. I dropped the drawing and ran out. I ran all the way upstairs. All the way through my door. All the way to my bed. And I knelt beside my bed hugging myself and crying.
I moaned as I woke up. "Why do I keep doing this? I never did this before... WHAT!!"
I looked down to find myself in some strange bedroom. It was plain and simple. Shaking, I opened the only door in it. The door led to an elaborate bedroom, dressed in crimson red and gold.
"Well, it is about time. About time you awoke." Came a harsh, but diplomatical, voice.
I looked to see a small purple alien.
"Who are you?" I said shakily. Did he hurt me while I slept?
"You don't know who I am?" He said still not looking at me, but keeping his back turned. "What a poor unfortunate soul to not know the presence of the great Frieza. You should feel blessed to stand before me."
"So your Frieza. Well, I don't see what the big deal-"
"Lord Frieza! How dare you, you insignificant-" He raised his purple tail and slammed it on the ground. I felt an invisibal force knock me to my knees. "FOOL!!!"
I suddenly felt very weak. Like I had been drained.
"Now get to work. Oh, and I advise you to not be so greedy with my valuables. Good help is so hard to find, but so easy to replace." He walked from the room not looking at me once.
I let out a sigh of relief. "At least he didn't feel like being 'satisfied'." I looked around the room suddenly realizing I never cleaned before in my entire life! "Well, I know you need a broom to sweep... where's the broom?"
I looked through the room until a thought came to me. "I know! Ill ask the other servants!"
Quickly, I left the room only to enter into a huge corridor. I felt overwhelmed, and let out a low, long moan.
"I could make you moan louder.." came a silky reply.
I spun around to see Zarbon trailing his eyes over my skin. "Huh! You could make me puke is more like it!"
I gasped as he slammed me up against the wall. My knees gave beneath me, but he kept me standing, pinned to the wall.
He ran his nose against my neck breathing in deeply. "I can't believe that lizard didn't fuck you yet. He is such a spoiled fool." He snickered. "When he's gone, you and I, I will ride you every night." He bit a small piece of skin on my neck.
I let out a frightened gasp. I could feel my heart racing. "I swear I'll scream Zarbon! If Frieza finds out-"
"Shut-up!" He hissed. He shoved his face infront of mine and stared deep into my eyes. I could feel his hate burn into mine. "If... you... say a word... I will kill you." He said it tauntingly slow letting each word hit me. Bathing himself in my fear.
His head jerked at the sound of footsteps. "Another time 566." He let go allowing me to fall to the floor. And he was gone instantly, liek he vanished.
I looked to my left at the source of the footsteps to see Prince Vejita walking down the hall. He stopped and looked down at me, and sneered.
"A fucking mess..."Vejita spat.
I jumped to my feet. "DON'T YOU DARE SAY FUCK TO ME!!!" I screamed. I breathed in sharp as I realized what I just said.
Vejita remained calm as he walked up to me. He placed himself inches from me. I stood frozen in place raising my chin at him defiantly. "Don't you ever yell at me woman. You are disposable, remember that. Do you have any idea how many woman Frieza has had?" He laughed under his breath. "Go fix your damn mascara, you FUCKING mess."
Vejita walked around me letting his shoulder knock against mine. I stood there frozen. It was then that I realized my face was read. A surge of hate rose up in me. I spun around, "I SAID don't say fuck to me, you damn- baka!"
Vejita stopped suddenly and looked over his shoulder. "Baka? Hmph. I wasn't crying in the damn corridor. Baka!"
"Asshole!"
"Bitch!"
"Monkey!"
Vejita growled. "Human-peon."
We exchanged glares harshly waiting for one to blink. Vejita trailed his eyes over me once as if sizing me up, without blinking. "Hmph." He grunted as he spun around and continued down the hall.
"Hmph! What the hell?!!!" I shouted blinking, a bit confused at what just happened.
I could've sworn I heared him laugh at me. I felt my face grow hotter. Then I realized I was staring at him, and quickly looked away.
"Damn Saiyan trash... trash?" Damn! The broom!
I moved quickly down the hall, with thoughts of Vejita, the Saiyan Prince, the filth Zarbon, and Frieza trailing me. Then Chi Chi and the child Hope popped in my mind. And I could almost hear the school teachers voice in my head. Why these memories? Why now? What is wrong with... me?... the world?... me?...
A/N: Looks like heat is coming between Vejita and Bulma. But Zarbon as well. And what will happen when Frieza actually looks at her? Will he feel any heat? And what is haunting Bulma from her past? It isn't just Chi Chi... find out! (Little secret, even im not sure of the ending yet!) Enjoy!!
Chapter2- In The Palace
"Yes, Miss Briefs, that is the correct answer. Very good." The teacher said in an applauding tone.
I smiled smugly and sat back down at my desk. I believe I was about six, seven. The boy behind me began to snicker under his breath. I spun around in my seat and stuck out my tongue.
"Keep laughing, kid. My dad can always fire yours." I spat in my childish voice.
The kid quieted immediately. Chi Chi who sat beside me began looking towards the ground.
"And what do you wish to be when you grow up Miss Briefs?" The teacher said, ignoring my comment.
I sat up a little higher, as if preserving my worldly position. "I'm going to be a doctor!"
I expected another applause, but she looked a little disappointed. "Not a scientest? Like your father? He is a very brilliant man. I'm sure he needs a brillaint air. Are you brillaint, Miss Briefs?"
The smile from my face faded. "Yes, I-I'm brillaint. That's why I'm going to be a scientist!" My smile quickly returned when I saw the teachers come back.
Yes, this was the best schooling money could buy. My father donated large sums to the school. Only the best for his little girl... so the teachers payed extra attention to me... they knew where I went money trailed.
The teacher turned her attention to Chi Chi. Her face hardened. "Chi Chi! What is five plus two."
Chi Chi shrank slower in her desk and began holding up fingers counting off. I sat up attentively in my seat already aware of hte answer.
"She said Chi Chi not Bulma- Miiiisss Briefs!" The boy behind me spat mocking the teachers voice at the end.
I spun around again, "Miss is for ladies, not immature pricks! Like you!" I turned back around satisfied.
"We're waiting Chi Chi." The teacher said impatiently.
Chi Chi shrank smaller in the desk. "I'm going to be a teacher... " Chi Chi whispered.
"You have to teach YOURSELF first, Chi Chi." The teacher commented. The kids laughed. I said nothing.
I blinked slowly knocking myself back to the present. How many years ago was that? I was eighteen now. So was Chi Chi. And now here I am, standing before a green skin man with darker green hair dressed in almost royal- looking attire. What did he say his name was? Zarbon?
Zarbon looked down at us over his nose sneering. He held numerous papers in his hand with a sheet of paper. "Present names." Was all he said as he looked at the sheets of paper.
I stood a little straighter. "Miss Bulma Briefs."
Zarbon lifted his hand to his mouth snickering. "Look Dodoria. The little whore thinks she's a lady." He said to the fat pink guy behind him whos skin was covered with bumps.
"What did you call me! How dare you! I suppose you think I'm a whore since hideous freaks like you can't get any REAL women!"
The two sneered at me as Vejita snickered behind me along with the other two Saiyans.
"What are you laughing at Monkey Man!" A spat spinning around.
Vejita growled at me as soon as the insult left my lips. "Miss is reserved for ladies, not space whores like you."
"Oh, look. The monkey thinks he has a brain." Dodoria said mockingly. Vejita growled as he bit his tongue.
I turned around a bit puzzled. Zarbon addressed me again. "Your number woman. Here you are a number."
I held up my head defiantly. "I am Miss Briefs."
Hissing, Zarbon grabbed my shoulder. "You are 566!" I winced at the force behind the grab. Looking at his sheets, "566, assigned as Frieza's personal servant."
He looked at the others. "NEXT!"
The cat-like person, whom I became aware of the name Neko, spoke. "567."
"567, Frieza's personal sparring partner... for now. NEXT!"
The blue skinned woman, Caliko, spoke,"568."
"568, Frieza's personal chef. NEXT!"
The child spoke in a whisper, "569."
"569, Frieza's house servant." Zarbon looked up. "The peon will assign you to your destinations." Zarbon motioned to four servants dressed in black. "And the monkey's will answer any questions... afterall, that's all a monkey is good for." Zarbon and Dodoria walked away laughing.
"I can't wait to dance on their graves..." Radditz said once the two left earshot.
"Hmph! Those tailless fools. I will be the one to wash my hands in their blood."Vejita muttered.
"Umm, mister Vejita." The child, Hope, whispered.
"Prince Vejita! You will address me as Prince Vejita! Children these days..."
"What's a house servant."
"They clean the house baka, any more stupid questions."
"Well, Mr. High and Mighty, how do you expect us to do our duties if we don't know what they are?" I said sarcasticly.
Vejita gritted his teeth. I felt my breath catch in my throught, he's so hot when he-wait! what am I thinking? He is a cold blooded killer and I hope he burns in-
"Are you listening woman!" Vejita screamed.
"Hmm?"
"Ack! Nappa! Explain the woman her duties!"
"Yes, my Prince." Nappa said. "You are suppose to keep Frieza satisfied and his personal quarters clean. A personal sparring partner fights with him whenever he wishes them too, although they only last one fight against Frieza. A personal chef obviously cooks. Although they don't last too long either. A week at most. Frieza is a picky eater-"
"Nappa! I said tell them not interview!"
"Sorry Vejita."
"What do you mean 'keep Frieza satisfied'?" I asked feeling a lump form in my throat.
Vejita smirked trailing his eyes over my body. "I mean in all various forms woman."
The breath quickly caught in my throat. "Nappa! Radditz! It's time to go!" The three Saiyans left quickly behind their Prince. I felt my head spin quickly. Everything seemed so distant. I could've sworn I heard someone calling me from far away. Then the corridor dimmed and fell to black...
"Daddy! Daddy! Look what I drew!" I crawled into my Father's lap holding a scribbling in my hand.
"Why, that's beautiful daughter. What is it?" He said holding it in his hand.
"It's my Guardian Angel!" I said happily staring at his face.
"An angel? Why, that's fairy tales invented by people who don't have enough confidence to face life on their own. When you are older you'll see what I mean."
My smile faded. "Umm, okay Daddy... but I keep my angel until then."
"That's my girl!" My father said as he placed his palm on my head, gigantic in comparrison. My face lit up under the praise.
He set me down on the ground and took his picture with him into his lab. I watched him walk into the lab and then snuck in behind him. I snickered as I pushed the door open. He was bent over numerous bottles working dilligently. I was about to go inside when my toe hit something. I looked down and saw a paper ball. Bending over, I picked up in my little hands and unballed it. All wrinkled, it was my drawing of my Guardian Angel, decorated in big red hearts, and an attempted 'I love you Daddy' but it came out ' I loo oo Ady'. I dropped the drawing and ran out. I ran all the way upstairs. All the way through my door. All the way to my bed. And I knelt beside my bed hugging myself and crying.
I moaned as I woke up. "Why do I keep doing this? I never did this before... WHAT!!"
I looked down to find myself in some strange bedroom. It was plain and simple. Shaking, I opened the only door in it. The door led to an elaborate bedroom, dressed in crimson red and gold.
"Well, it is about time. About time you awoke." Came a harsh, but diplomatical, voice.
I looked to see a small purple alien.
"Who are you?" I said shakily. Did he hurt me while I slept?
"You don't know who I am?" He said still not looking at me, but keeping his back turned. "What a poor unfortunate soul to not know the presence of the great Frieza. You should feel blessed to stand before me."
"So your Frieza. Well, I don't see what the big deal-"
"Lord Frieza! How dare you, you insignificant-" He raised his purple tail and slammed it on the ground. I felt an invisibal force knock me to my knees. "FOOL!!!"
I suddenly felt very weak. Like I had been drained.
"Now get to work. Oh, and I advise you to not be so greedy with my valuables. Good help is so hard to find, but so easy to replace." He walked from the room not looking at me once.
I let out a sigh of relief. "At least he didn't feel like being 'satisfied'." I looked around the room suddenly realizing I never cleaned before in my entire life! "Well, I know you need a broom to sweep... where's the broom?"
I looked through the room until a thought came to me. "I know! Ill ask the other servants!"
Quickly, I left the room only to enter into a huge corridor. I felt overwhelmed, and let out a low, long moan.
"I could make you moan louder.." came a silky reply.
I spun around to see Zarbon trailing his eyes over my skin. "Huh! You could make me puke is more like it!"
I gasped as he slammed me up against the wall. My knees gave beneath me, but he kept me standing, pinned to the wall.
He ran his nose against my neck breathing in deeply. "I can't believe that lizard didn't fuck you yet. He is such a spoiled fool." He snickered. "When he's gone, you and I, I will ride you every night." He bit a small piece of skin on my neck.
I let out a frightened gasp. I could feel my heart racing. "I swear I'll scream Zarbon! If Frieza finds out-"
"Shut-up!" He hissed. He shoved his face infront of mine and stared deep into my eyes. I could feel his hate burn into mine. "If... you... say a word... I will kill you." He said it tauntingly slow letting each word hit me. Bathing himself in my fear.
His head jerked at the sound of footsteps. "Another time 566." He let go allowing me to fall to the floor. And he was gone instantly, liek he vanished.
I looked to my left at the source of the footsteps to see Prince Vejita walking down the hall. He stopped and looked down at me, and sneered.
"A fucking mess..."Vejita spat.
I jumped to my feet. "DON'T YOU DARE SAY FUCK TO ME!!!" I screamed. I breathed in sharp as I realized what I just said.
Vejita remained calm as he walked up to me. He placed himself inches from me. I stood frozen in place raising my chin at him defiantly. "Don't you ever yell at me woman. You are disposable, remember that. Do you have any idea how many woman Frieza has had?" He laughed under his breath. "Go fix your damn mascara, you FUCKING mess."
Vejita walked around me letting his shoulder knock against mine. I stood there frozen. It was then that I realized my face was read. A surge of hate rose up in me. I spun around, "I SAID don't say fuck to me, you damn- baka!"
Vejita stopped suddenly and looked over his shoulder. "Baka? Hmph. I wasn't crying in the damn corridor. Baka!"
"Asshole!"
"Bitch!"
"Monkey!"
Vejita growled. "Human-peon."
We exchanged glares harshly waiting for one to blink. Vejita trailed his eyes over me once as if sizing me up, without blinking. "Hmph." He grunted as he spun around and continued down the hall.
"Hmph! What the hell?!!!" I shouted blinking, a bit confused at what just happened.
I could've sworn I heared him laugh at me. I felt my face grow hotter. Then I realized I was staring at him, and quickly looked away.
"Damn Saiyan trash... trash?" Damn! The broom!
I moved quickly down the hall, with thoughts of Vejita, the Saiyan Prince, the filth Zarbon, and Frieza trailing me. Then Chi Chi and the child Hope popped in my mind. And I could almost hear the school teachers voice in my head. Why these memories? Why now? What is wrong with... me?... the world?... me?...
A/N: Looks like heat is coming between Vejita and Bulma. But Zarbon as well. And what will happen when Frieza actually looks at her? Will he feel any heat? And what is haunting Bulma from her past? It isn't just Chi Chi... find out! (Little secret, even im not sure of the ending yet!) Enjoy!!