Sara woke to hearing knocks at the door, she rose up in bed rubbing her eyes when her door opened and three different women came in, all wearing the same clothes as the other workers for the King and Prince, but they weren't the humans. One lady had clothes in her hand which she laid on the dresser, the next lady had a basket and she too set it on the dresser next to the outfit, the last lady had a towel and washcloth. They both turned to look at Sara who watched in aw, and bowed as if she too were royalty. Then they left in a single file as they had came in. Sara glanced over at her clock and saw it 7:30 in the morning. She threw her self backwards on the bed, her head hitting her pillow.

'It's too damn early,' she thought to herself. But she was already awake so she draged herself from the large comfy bed. When she walked to the counter she began looking through the things the ladys had left for her. It was an outfit similar to the one she had performed in as well as the one she was still wearing. The basket had all the prsonal things she need. Shampoo, toothbrush, toothpaste-the works. They even had makeup in it for her.
She grabed the basket and her towel and rag and left her room. She looked down the hall, first to the left, then to the right. It was clear, and she didn't see Vegeta anywhere. She proceded to the bathroom door and stopped to knock. She heard no answer and saw it was unlocked so she let herself in. She didn't take anytime getting and getting clean. It felt so good to feel some hot water on her for once. When she got out and dried herself off she wrapped the towel around her as her hair hung around her face. She went ahead and put some make up. She looked and saw so many kinds. She felt like a giddy school girl. She knew she was going to be some sort of work today so she didn't put alot on. Just enough to enlighten her tones and open her eyes. When she finished she looked around.

"Oh, no," she said to herself, "I left my clothes in the room." Sara didn't want to put back on old clothes just to go 3 feet but what if someone saw her in a towel. What if Vegeta saw her? Sara grabed everything in her hands but left her towel around her. She slowly opened the bathroom door and peaked out. She didn't see anyone coming from either direction and ran as fast as she could to her room. She slamed her door shut and continued to walk but then her towel came off. She had slammed the door on the towel. Oh well, at least she was in her room and knew no one was in the hall. She went to open the door and pulled the towel.

Vegeta had just opened his door and closed it. As he closed his door he heard Sara's door open. Just as he turned around he saw a towel being pulled and a bare leg in the way, then her door shut again. Veget opened his eyes more, shocked for a moment. He then closed his eyes, grabbing his face and shaking his head. He glanced at his watched as it was only 2 minutes till 8. He continued to watch the hands on his watch as it counted down.

Sara pulled the towel and shut her door as the clock beside the bed cought her eye. 8:57. She droped her towel running to her dresser and grabbed her clothes. She pulled everything on her as fast as she could and placed her shoes on. If it was one thing she was sure of it was Vegeta would be strict on her being on time. Just as she had finally slipped everything on she heard a knock at the door.

"It's 8 o'clock!" It was Vegeta, on the dot! Sara ran and opened the door, closing it behind her. She didn't want him to see the mess in her room. His face flinched for a moment "Come on!"

Sara followed Vegeta down the hall,

"Um, Sire-what exactly am I going to be doing today?" She wasn't quite sure.

"What kind of question is that?" He scarfed at her, "You're going to prepare another dance. But this time you can do as you wish, have back up if you wish or change you clothes." Sara smiled, it was as if they were making her her own star.

"Um, well it's going to be hard, alot of those cd's are really scratched or even broken." Vegeta stopped walking and turned to look at her.

"Cd's?" Vegeta asked. "Oh, you mean those boxes of disc?" He turned and continued walking infront of her, "we have someone who can help fix that. Just pick what ever you want and I'll take it to be fixed. Father put me in charge so if there's something you need you have to bring it up to me."

Sara and Vegeta entered the ball room once more where some more ladies who were dressed as the ones who entered her room earlier were there. There were at least 20 of them. There were also few gaurds but for the most part it was empty. Everyone saw Prince Vegeta and Sara and bowed. Sara remembered she didn't bow when she saw Vegeta and went to bow down beside him.

'Oh crap,' she thought to herself. Just as she began kneeling with everyone else, he grabbed her by the arm pulling her up.

"You don't!" he told her, speaking under his breath. Vegeta walked over to a few gaurds and the ladies and begain speaking to them.

"This is our new performer, see to it that she gets everything that she needs, no questions asks, got it?" The gaurds bowed to Vegeta. He then look back at her, "I'll have the boxes of those see dee's brought to you. When you find what you want give it to the gaurd and tell him to have it fixed. I've got some things I have to take care of so start working on it." He didn't wait to see if she had any questions as he continued to the double doors, "I'll be back later to monitor..oh! And don't even think of trying anything." Vegeta turned just enough to look her in her eyes, his voice was calmer but it was like he was daring her. "You're getting high class treatment, I wouldn't ruin it if I were you!" He turned from her as the gaurds opened the doors for him. Sara watched him continue down the hall as the doors closed again in front of her.

"Can any of you dance?" Sara asked the women standing around, in their large dresses. They showed no legs, no cleavage, and no arms. Only their neck and face. The women looked at one another. They all one by one looked back at her and shook her head no. She placed her hand on her chin, if she was going to use them as backup dancers she'd have to make a simple routine they could all follow. Probably simple hand movements. This could work more in her benifit, putting more attention on her.

The doors opened again and in walked a gaurd carrying two large boxes. He places them near the stairs. He looked at Sara,

"Is there anything else Miss?" Sara started to say no but stoped herself.

"Can you bring me something to write on? Like some paper and something to write with?" She wasn't sure if they knew what paper was or if it was even the same thing but the gaurd seemed to understand as he bowed to her and left.

First thing she had to do was try to find a song but she still couldn't waist anytime. She had to teach these ladies somethign simple and she wouldn't even know what until she knew what kind of music it would be. She sat down on the stairs rumaging through the boxes.

"Um, Miss Sara," A servant lady had walked up, her hands attached together and hidden from her long sleeves hat hung down, "Is there anything we can do to help?"

Sara raised her head, "oh uh.." she stood up and looked at all the ladies who awaited her orders. "Not at the moment, no. I need find what I want first. You guys can just sit and rest or do whatever till I need you."

The women looked at one another with confusion on their faces. They all stood and staired at her as if it were a joke.

"Or, you guys can just stand there at attention until I need you?" She didn't like having them standing there like that but maybe thats what they were more used to. She saw the ladies all smile as the lined across the balcony and stood at attention, holding their hands together in their sleevs. Sara shrugged and continued searching.

Sara had cd's all over the floor of the balcony and some even falling down the stairs, trying to find a good song. She found some that she relly liked, but she just didn't really want to go with. She finally picked up one and she smiled. She looked and it was cracked completely through. Her stomach sank, what if they coudlnt' fix it. All she could do was try, after all Vegeta said they could and their technology did seem more advast then back on earth. She handed the disc to a gaurd.

"Can you please take this and see if it can be repared?" The gaurd took the disc from her hand and looked at it. A grin came over his face,

"This will be a peice of cake!." He left not saying another word.

Just as he left another gaurd came back with a booklet of paper and a pencil. He graciously handed it to Sara. She Thanked him as she returned back to boxes. She began picking them up and putting them into the boxes when a few ladies who were at attention began helping her. One even pulled her up from the floor and had her stand away while the others worked. They pushed the boxes against the wall so it was out of the way. Sara didn't say enough, this is what they had probably been doing all their life. She again, thanked them and sat down, asking the ladies to sit around her. They were speechless but eventually did. They covered the stairs with their dresses as they sat around her. Sara talked with the women, explaining she wanted to draw an outfit and asked if they had anyone who could make it, and ofcorse they could. They spent a few hours working on it, some of the women even contributing their own ideas. It took a while but they eventually were all laughing and giggling at one another.

Vegeta came back in thorugh the double doors and glanced down, seeing everyone including some gaurds who were even sitting down at the very bottom of the stairs. They all quickly rose and bowed before him. While they were knelt down Sara rose infront of him, staring into his eyes.

"What is going on here? Why aren't any of you working?" Veget looked as if he was about ready to kill someone. Everyone shook in their shoes, they were so afraid of him.

"It's my fault, do not punish them!" Sara spoke up. He glared at her as he took a step forward.
"I was trying to figure out a new design to wear for the next performance and they were all contributing ideas. I asked them to sit with me." She handed him the sketch she had drawn for herself. He snatched it from her, rolling his eyes. He glanced at it. She had words written and scribbled around the design. He gave the drawing to a servant who was knelt beside Sara.

"You!" He called out. She rose to her feet in front of him. "Take this and make sure it is made properly for her body. You should already have the measurements from last night." She took the drawing, bowed and quickly left. "The rest of you, back to work." They scattered through out the room, some even leaving. Sara and Vegeta stood and continued to stare at one another. "Come on." he told her. She followed him out the door.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"To eat. Or would you prefer to starve?"

"What about the others, do they-" She bagan but he cut her off,

"Ofcorse they do!" He said nothing more.

Vegeta walked into a room that was much smaller then most other rooms, yet still bigger then Sara would expect. There was a table, only big enough for two people.

"Sit!" Vegeta commanded of her. She sat at the table. She watched as Vegeta stood and leaned against the wall. She saw a man who seemed to be a chef walked out with a plate that was covered. He placed it in front of her and pulled the top. Sara smelled the fresh food and saw the delicious colors. She had silverware on her right and a knife on her left. The chef laid a napkin across her lap and left the room, leaving only them two in it. She picked up a knife and fork and played it in her food. She stoped and looked up.

"Aren't you going to eat Vegeta?" He didn't look at her.

"I'm not hungry." Sara sat there for a moment then gently sat her silverware back down. He heard them hit against her plate and turned to look at her.

"Why aren't you eating?"ne asked. Sara gave a smirk.

"I'm not hungry either." Vegeta humped at her. He pulled himself off the wall and walked to the table. Pulling the chair out and sat in it. He looked at her the entire time as did she to him. A man walked in the room carrying a fancy glass with a large bottle.

"Bring me a plate too!" He looked at Sara as he spoke to the servant. Shortly after the man came out with a plate and cover just as he did for her and a gancy glass that also looked like hers. He sat the glass down and took the lid off, leaving the room once again. There was another female servant who wore a long white dress who stood against the wall. Sara picked up her utensles once again, giving him a look that said 'I knew I'd get my way.' He picked up the large meat leg that sat on his place. Just as she was about to take a bite of her food her took a large bite out of the leg. He made a loud scarfing sound as he did-both his cheeks seemed to be filled with food. She didn't take a bite but laughed to herself. Vegeta quickly swallowed, "What is so damn funny?"

"You," she told him. Vegeta didn't say anything. "You don't eat like you're royalty." Vegeta smirked at her.

"You've never been around sayains before." Vegeta continued to eat his way. Sara poured her some of the drink into her glass and saw it was red. She took a sip and made a sour face.

"Whats wrong now?" He asked her.

"This is wine, isn't it?"

"Yes, so?"

"Uh, sorry. Just, I'm not much into alcohol drinks." He watched her take another sip and make another face. He attempted to call the servant over but she stoped him. "No, its fine. I can drink."

He watched her as she poured several more glasses while she ate. He finished before her and sat with his arms crossed as he watched her. She continued drinking more and more. She tipped the bottle one last time and nothing but drops came out. Sara looked at the servant and asked for another but Vegeta stood up and told her no. He took the bottle away from her.

"I think you've had enough."

They walked back down the halls as sara stumbled more and more. She tripped but luckily he was able to catch her in time. He cought her, chest to chest. He stood her up and she looked at him. Vegeta couldn't do anything but stair. He felt her getting closer to him, and he got hotter and hotter. She leaned in and-fell out on his shoulder. Vegeta just grunted. He carried her back to his room where he could keep an eye on her. Seeing as she ate while drinking she wouldn't be out very long. couple hours at the most.

Sara woke up in a bed, grabbing her head. She had such a headache. She remembered drinking the wine and walking down a hallway with Vegeta and falling out but she didn't remember getting into this room. She looked around at the room she was in,-it greatly resembled her's but this one was march larger. The bed was extrememly fancy with the cieling made to look like a nights sky. She watched as the door opened up and Vegeta came in with a small trey. He brought in a glass of water with some pills and placed the trey next to a table beside the bed. He picked up the pills and handed them to her.

"This will help your headach and calm your stomach down." She took the pills from him and drank the water.

"How long was I out?" She asked.

"Only a little over an hour." Wow, an hour was all? She must not have drank as much as she thought. Maybe it was being on this planet too.

"Come on, you still got more work to do." He led her back to the ballroom. The boxes had been removed but the ladies were all there as before. "You're outfit is being worked on as we speak." He turned pointed near the cieling at the wall. Sara turned and looked and saw what looked like a mirror, "When you want your music to play just look up there and point or something." He raised his hand down and looked at her, "They finished fixing the disc while we were eating." Sara asumed that was where all the equipent was so she didn't ask. Vegeta left yet again.

Several more hours past when Vegeta finally decided to return to her. As he got closer and closer to down the hall he began to hear noise and ruckus getting louder and louder. He thought the worst, were they fighting in there? He ran slamming open the double doors as he looked on. Everyone stoped moving and talking, and all noise subsided. Vegeta looked on as his eyes got bigger and bigger, his temper and anger rising higher and higher. There were in the center of the room tearing out a whole with these machines and Sara had all the women on the far side of the room teaching them a routine. Everyone began to bow but before anyone reached to the floor he screamed out!

"What the FUCK is going on here?" Sara ran up the stairs to him.

"Don't worry, its just a few minor adjustments." Vegeta turned to her and yelled louder at her, his mouth was as big as her head

"What the hell do you mean minor adjustments? You're the room apart!" Before Sara could answer a few gaurd ran up to vegeta, saluting him.

"Sir, its ok it's being taken care. It will be fixed by tomarrow morning!"

"It better be," he yelled at them! "If my father see's this mess someone is going to die!" he looked at Sara, "come on!"

They walked down the halls once more.

"Going to eat for dinner?" Sara asked.

"Yes but my father has requested your presence. You'll be dineing with us and othe sayains tonight." Sara gulped at his comment but she knew there was nothing she could do about it.

They walked into a large room where food was being placed on a large table. The King sat at the end of the table and the Queen sat on his left. There were other people sitting around the table and all seemed to be full except fot two empty seats at the Kings right. She saw everyone stand, including the King and his wife. Everyone bowed, including Vegeta but the King and Queen did not. It seemed Vegeta bowed to his parents, while the others bowed to Vegeta. Sara didn't want to be singled out so she bowed with him. They walked over to the King who continued to stand while everyone else sat down. Sara once again bowed. The King began to laugh,

"Ha ha ha ha, well at least she has manners!" Sara slowly raised up. The king stuck out his hands, pointing at the chairs next to him. Vegeta and Sara sat in them while more food was being brought out! It wasn't long before the table seemed to be completely full. "Well," began the King, "Let's eat!" Everyone began eating just has Vegeta did earlier. Grabbing everything they could and scarfing. Vegeta was the only one who wasn't doing so. He actually sat calmy,eating slowly and easy. His father saw him. "Son, whats the matter?"

"Nothing Father. Why would you think somethin was wrong?"

"Because you're not eating normal." He gulped the mess that had rolled around in his mouth. Even the queen whiped her mouth with her arm and continued.

"I just don't think it's appropriate in front of our guest." Vegeta left his eyes cloesd. He didn't look at his father nor anyone.

"Excuse me?" King Vegeta acted as if he was going to throw the table full of food but before any actions were taken the Queen spoke, swalling the food in her mouth.

"Dear, he's right. We've gotten so used to being anyway we want and you're even scaring her." The King glansed at Sara who sat with her mouth opened while they fought. She quickly closed it and smiled widely,

"Oh no no, don't mind me please your highness!" And indeed it didn't matter, everyone continued eating as they wished to.

Sara saw a glass of red wine sitting her plate.

"Oh, I love this stuff," Sara exclaimed as she picked up the glass to take a drink.

"Lets get some more wine," called out the King. Vegeta glanced at Sara, slowly shaking his head, no.

"Oh, uh thats ok sire! One glass will be just fine." She slowly sipped at her glass and sat it back it down.

Sara didn't go back to work, instead she went to her room where she prepared herself for bed. She walked in and saw her room was clean, nothing like she had left it that morning. Her bed was made, fresh towel and rag with another set of fresh clothes and even a gown that she suspected was to sleep in. She quickly changed.

Sara stoof in her gown looking at it. It was so short, just barely covering her female parts, and it seemed to be made of some sort of silk. It came with a long see through robe but she didn't understand why it was made like this? But at the same time she didn't care, she was being pampered just like royalty and couldn't complain. She did wonder how Lacy was doing though. She felt horrible she was being given this treatment and thinking that Lacy was probably sleeping with rats in some dark nasty room. Her only hope was to see her around this palace.

The next morning Sara got up and did just as she did the day before, she showered, did her makeup and put on her new clothes. She had finished a little early this time as she looked at her clock and saw it was 7:45. She wondered if maybe she should go out in the hall or just wait on him. About the time she finished her thought there was a knock at the door. She rose from the chair,

"You're early Ve-" Sara stoped when the door opened to reveal it wasn't Vegeta at all. But someone completely different. The man wore armore like the other sayians she had seen and has spiky hair but unlike Vegeta's his didn't just go striaght up but every which away.

"Hi there," the man said in a deep dark voice. Sara got an uneasy feeling at the pit of her stomach.