Dedicated to my first reviewer Star-brella... many props out to her and her great stories.
Thanks to all the great reviews I've gotten so far. Chapter 4
Bulma watched the ceremony go on around her. People constantly came up to her and gave her their condolences for her parents' death. She stayed for as long as possible, and when people were taking turns telling stories of her parents life she snuck out a side door escaping to her room.
'What do I do now? I want to know why this happened. My parents are to be buried in just a few days and I don't even know how or why this has taken place. There are no leads at all.'
Bulma made her way over to her communicator. 'Lets see if Vegeta is having any better luck.'
Vegeta had been training all day. Today had been the festivities honoring his parents and he really wanted nothing to do with them. He had locked himself away to keep any emotion from bothering him. It was well past midnight when he made his way back to his room. He noticed the communicator blinking and pushed the button.
Up popped the image of a young Bulma. "Hi Veggie-chan. What have you been up too? I was just leaving you a short message to see if you knew anything about the death of our parents yet. It's already been almost a week and no one has even the slightest idea. Ja'ne." With that her image faded.
'Why does that female insist on using that name with me? She did not look well and I can tell by the sound of her voice that she's depressed. I'll just go ahead and respond to her now.'
Vegeta hit the record button. "Chibi onna, gosh you look like crap." 'That will piss her off.' "I've been training, what else do you think I've been doing? I'm putting my best men on the case so that things will get done, and if they don't find anything they will suffer." And with that he ended the transmission.
Vegeta immediately called for his top investigators to meet him in the throne room along with Corantel. He knew it would piss him off to be called in this late.
Fifteen minutes later Vegeta was waiting in the throne room when Turles and Celera walked in with a very ticked off Corantel.
"You're late" Vegeta said.
"Fucking little brat, drag me out of bed." Corantel said under his breath.
"What was that Corantel?"
"Nothing your highness."
"Well that nothing just got you a trip to the training room with 10 elites."
"Sorry your highness, I won't let it happen again."
"Now on to business, Turles and Celera are now in charge of the investigation for the deaths of my parents as well as King and Queen Briefs. I warn you two not to fail. You are given freedom to hold your investigation across both countries and beyond. You know how this works, and not to get caught. I expect updates every week at least."
"Yes your highness." Turles and Celera answered together.
"When would you like us to begin?" Celera asked.
"Now, you are dismissed."
Turles and Celera bowed and then quickly left to fulfill their new ruler's instructions. Vegeta trusted them both and knew they would complete their orders.
"Corantel, you will make sure that you are in the training room at 8am sharp for your little lesson."
"Yes your highness, as you wish."
"You are dismissed."
As Corantel bowed and left the room, Vegeta began to think of what his next plans were.
'I must keep my eye out on the kingdom of the Ice- jins they will see this as a chance, thinking our defenses will be weak. I will strengthen the defenses and send men to guard the borders of this country, and Bulma's since the treaty of our countries puts me in charge of their protection.'
Vegeta then made his way to the training room again. Just making one quick stop to send Bulma another message of his plans.
Bulma awoke the next morning to Vegeta's messages, his other message informing her of his meeting with his investigators and his defensive plans. 'That bakayaro, why can't he just be nice for ten fucking seconds? Well I guess I can be grateful he's not only taking care of the investigation but also sending soldiers to fortify the borders. He's right about us needing to be weary of our enemies, we not only have external ones but I fear more from the internal ones we have. I'll contact the head of the technology department, we must start coming up with ideas of our own to help out Vegeta.'
A year passed slowly for Vegeta and Bulma. Both ruling during the day and both occupying their time at night that passed much of the time without sleep. Vegeta continued to train, and Bulma found her way into her lab to work on both defensive machines, and her newest invention that she was tweaking at the moment knowing it would still be awhile before it was ready but it would be well worth it when done.
Turles and Celera were having quite a time trying to find just one lead they had been traveling from city to city now. They continued to stay in contact with Vegeta, but feared for their lives, due to lack of any information they could find. They hadn't had a break for the entirety of the year, but to them that were nothing they wanted to please Vegeta.
A man hidden almost completely in shadow sat at the back of a bar, hidden almost completely in shadow. Today he would face his master after almost a year; he knew he would face repercussions for his mistakes. A hooded figure joined him at his table.
"Master" He said bowing his head.
"You failed me."
"I'm sorry master."
"I should be ruling this country not being ruled over by some child. You know how much this means. I have a new assignment for you; try not to screw this one up. There are two investigators sent out by Vegeta. I've heard they haven't been able to find anything yet, I need you to lead them on a wild goose chase."
"Should I kill them master?"
"Not yet, they are too valuable alive. I also need you to find out information about the treaty that was between King Vegeta and King Briefs. I want to break that up, because with the removal of defenses I can make that country vulnerable and make my take over much easier. You know that I work for much more powerful men, and your mess-ups are my problems, and I want to rule this country. That won't happen if I cross these men anymore so be a little more precarious this time."
"Yes master, I will not fail you."
At that the hooded figure stood and made his way back out of the door, he came and went with no one noticing.
Chapter 4 and our characters are now a year older. Well ja'ne. Jess