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***PRINCESS ALERT!!!!!!!! PRINCESS ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!***






Bout time I got around to this..........




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Bulma, Vegeta, Gohan and the kids were watching the ever slowly opening door with rapt interest.

Bulma didn't know exactly what to think of this new development. If she remembered correctly, then Vegeta was about 8, maybe a little older than Trunks, when he was still on Vegetasei. If this girl was 17 at the time, then how the hell were they engaged?

Goten just was sitting on the ground waiting for the door to open, 'I wonder if she's as pretty as my mom.'

Gohan on the other hand was very confused as to why he was brought there. They could have just left him in that other place with his mother, but they came and got him instead.

Trunks had his arms crossed with his legs slightly spread, practically a miniature of his father, complete with frown. He didn't like how they kept calling whomever this person was his dad's fiancée, al he knew was that is was any threat to him or his mom, she would have to be dealt with.

Vegeta was just a huge jumble of emotions. Another Saiyan was a thing to be celebrated, there were so few of them left. But he couldn't remember his 'fiancée', and if she was 17 at the time, then he was sure to have some......memorable things to remember. But to have her come now? After he had already settled into his rather boring, but satisfying life? He couldn't fathom having to deal with a full-blooded Saiyan woman and his own mate, and a princess at that!

The bots, on the other hand, weren't worried at all. Everything was going to plan, they were waking up the ladies and the Prince was there to greet them.

The door finally opened to show a pitch-black chasm. Porpa pushed a few more button and everyone except the bots gasped.

Inside was something similar to a REGEN-TANK. It was smaller, but the person who was in there was still hooked up to a facemask that kept the face hidden. The inside was different too, there wasn't any synthesized DNA surrounding the girl, but what just looked like air. She also wasn't free floating. There was something that looked like a simple bed, but it was tilted enough for her to lean against. Something was probably holding her there though, maybe a type of gravity holder, Bulma looked at it thoughtfully, 'I should ask about that.....'

She smiled coldly, it was obvious it was a girl with the dress she was wearing. It was a form fitting black with a thick orange stripe going over her breasts and upper arms and another on what seemed to be her thighs. Of course, being a Saiyan, the girl was very...well developed. And from the looks on Trunks' and Goten's faces, it was something to be noticed.

The clear door of the machine looked like it was getting clearer, making Bulma realize that it was a cryogenic tank.

The door started to go up and the two bots went to move next to it. They moved to help her out when she started to stir. They all tensed when she reached out and grabbed the side of the tank.

The bots moved to help her out, but she waved them away. Bulma, for some reason, liked her for just that.

She had moved enough to stand up on her own, she was about Bulma's height, maybe a little shorter.

She tried to walk out of the tank but the mask that still was on her head kept her from moving too far away. Her small hands went to the mask, and founding what seemed to be a latch, pried the mask off.

Bulma gasped, Trunks and Goten just stared, Vegeta arched a brow, and Gohan's jaw fell to the floor.

She was gorgeous (like you didn't see that coming...).

Shoulder length black hair fell in thick, soft waves to flare lightly at the ends. There was also a thick horizontal orange stripe in her hair also. An oddly shaped tiara thing on her forehead made of shiny grayish alloy holding a smooth stone held her hair from her face. Her eyes, under smooth well-shaped brows, an abnormal emerald green for a full-blooded Saiyan, were exotically shaped and wide with a captivating curve and spark of mischievous intelligence lying in their depths. A straight, small nose and full red lips completed the knockout package.

They all were like, damn....Except for Gohan and Vegeta. Gohan was absolutely stunned, it might have been the hormones talking, but he had never seen such a beautiful creature, he couldn't stop staring at her full, red lips.

Vegeta was frowning almost violently. He couldn't remember her. He was sure if he had ever seen those eyes before he would have remembered them...

The girl was growing rapidly impatient with their stares, and using the language he bots has just pumped into her brain growled, "Will you all STOP STARING AT ME!?"

They jumped out of their semi-trances. Bulma blinked, "Excuse you?"

She gave her a practiced coolly annoyed look, "You heard me, I command you to all stop staring, it's very rude and rather unnerving."

Bulma arched a brow, Command? Oh no she didn't...

She was about to start one hell of an argument when Vegeta stepped in.

"It is not our wish to disturb you, my lady, all I wish to know is how and why you came to be here."

She gave him a quick look over, "And whom might you be to talk to me in such a fashion?"

He narrowed his eyes, not used to having his title ever asked about, "I am Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans, Crown Prince to the destroyed Vegetasei, and who might you be?"

She blinked, "That's not possible, Vegeta was only a boy when we were put in here." She moved away from the tank and walked around Vegeta, the slits in her dress showing her shapely legs, much to Gohan's torture, looking him over more until she was in front of him again.

She frowned, "You look like Vegeta with that frown and that defiant hair, but there's no way you could have gotten taller that me, if you truly are the Prince."

Much to his surprise, and the others, he smirked as the girl's identity came rushing to him along with the warm feeling of familiarity of her teasing, "Well, you are just a woman, how could you ever be taller than me."

She smiled happily and hugged him, everyone else was about to have a heart attack because he hugged her back.

Gohan almost melted, that smile was just so...................damn, he couldn't even think of the words to describe it.

Bulma tilted her head to one side, if this girl could get this reaction out of Vegeta, then maybe it would be a good idea to keep around for a little while longer.

She pulled away to touch her palm to his cheek, "How did my little Vege-cato turn into a big bad warrior without my knowing? I would have never agreed to it."

Bulma spoke up, "Vege-cato?"

Vegeta blushed, another first for the day, "It is the equivalent to your...Veggie-chan..."

Bulma laughed, "Oh, I'll have to remember that. But could you do me a favor Veggie-chan?"

Vegeta growled, making the lady giggle and that made Gohan almost faint, "What is it woman?!?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe telling your WIFE who SHE is?"

The lady looked Bulma over, "So this is you mate?"

He nodded.

She looked at Trunks, who was shooting daggers at her, "And this would be your son?"

He nodded again.

Much to Trunks' surprise she smiled again, "Well, I think you made a fine choice, a strong mate and a strong son, what more could a Saiyan ask for?"

Trunks' mouth was gaping open, she was not acting at all how he had thought she would.

Vegeta chuckled, "I'm not sure, but why are you here?"

She shrugged, "I'm supposed to be escorting your fiancée."

Bulma intruded now, "You mean that you AREN'T his fiancée?"

She shook her head confused, "Of course not, I'm only a lady, he is engaged to the Princess."

Bulma gave Vegeta a rather nasty look, "If I'm going to have to talk to her Vegeta, you could at least tell me her name!"

The lady blushed, "Oh! I'm so sorry. In all the excitement I forgot to introduce myself, I am the Lady Ar'Cheka of the house of Katlivei."

"Oh, well that explains everything."

Vegeta rolled his eyes, "She means that is what her family name is, like your 'Briefs'."

"Oh, ok."












While the adults either got to know the girl or drool over her, and Trunks watch in curiosity, Goten stood towards the other wall bored.

The lady didn't seem to be that interesting, sure she was pretty, but she didn't have any food.

He felt a soft tap on his shoulder and looked over then down to see a very cute, tiny girl.

She couldn't have been more than 6 or 7. She had really long blond hair and a really weird thing on her head.

She murmured up to him, "Where am I?"

Goten gave his inherited carefree smile, "You're on Earth!"

She nodded over towards where the others were, "Is the tall man Prince Vegeta?"

He nodded, "How did you know that?"

She gave him an exceptionally sweet smile, "Why shouldn't I be able to recognize my own fiancée?"













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