I do not own Dragon Ball Z.
(Bulma's POV)
Bra and I had finished the palace's new security system. It was set up exactly like the security system in Capsule Corp.
So far everything had been up to par with Capsule Corp, it was running completely smoothly, which I was glad for, since we were so far away. Now what scared me was what had happened last night.
We'd only been here one night and already someone had sent murderers. Vegeta had been right to worry last night.
Currently I waited for Vegeta. I was ready for his crowning, we all where. And he was nowhere in sight. Every since the council meeting he had flown off and hadn't come back to the palace.
I looked at my self in the floor length mirror. The dress that had been chosen for me was a dark navy, the sleeves where long, and it was a backless dress with a deep V up front, which revealed a lot of cleavage. I was a bit glad Elianna had chosen the dress, just in case Vegeta said anything about the cleavage. But I wasn't too worried he'd never said anything before.
I finally decided to wait out in the living room and saw Bra and Barillious talking in the hallway. He was dressed in Saiyan formalwear, which consisted of their battle uniform with any sort of honor or badge he had gained. Bra on the other hand wore a dark pink bodycon dress that grabbed on to her every curve. From what I could overhear, they talked about the Teleporting Machine. Bra placed her hand on his arm as she talked about something and he smiled at her listening intently.
"Hello, hello."
"Hey mom, where's dad?" Bra asked turning to look at me as she looped her hand in Barillious. He looked at me with open eyes; maybe he thought I'd comment on it?
"He hasn't come in yet. I'm worried. It's almost time for the ceremony."
"He'll come mom don't worry about it."
"I hope so. I'll see you guys later!" I said leaving them behind and going toward Trunks bedroom.
"Trunks?" I knocked waiting for a response. Lara opened the door and smiled.
"Come in, Trunks needs help." I walked in after her, to find Trunks trying to figure out how to put on the Saiyan armor.
"You just put it in."
"It won't fit…"
"Yes it will, it's made out of a material that will stretch to your body, just do it."
He very hesitantly put it on and down realizing with surprise that I was right, it did work.
"Wow this thing is actually comfortable."
"It looks nice." I told him smiling. "Honey, can you tell where your father is?" he was silent for a second concentrating on his fathers Ki then nodded.
"Yes, he's actually flying to here at the moment. At the speed he's coming in I'll give him three minutes."
"I'll see you guys at the ceremony okay?" Walking out I went back to the bedroom and waited patiently for Vegeta's arrival.
Trunks was a bit off by only half of a minute. Vegeta arrived through the Balcony and threw the doors open. He looked at me and then at my cleavage, and then turned to the bathroom.
After taking a small shower he walked out with a towel wrapped around his hips and took it of when he reached the clothes he would wear.
"What happed at the meeting?" I asked. Dressing himself he turned to look at me.
"It was fine. I saw the bastard, Ireks."
"He was the one involved?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to kill him?"
"Once I have evidence against him. I plan on ripping his head off."
"Well as much as I don't condone violence, no one messes with my family." He nodded in agreement and continued dressing. "Your mother says the crowning will be televised all around AT-40. Are you nervous?"
"No." He admitted sitting next to me and putting on his boots. "When I was little I had to memorize passages of our Constitution and recite them in front of thousands of my fathers closest friends, this was a way to help me control my nervousness in front of others."
"You used to be nervous in front of people?"
"I didn't grow up with many people, mostly just my mother, and my other teachers. So when I had to be in front of council or any public gathering I would get nervous. My father forced me to do the recitals so that I'd conquer my fear."
"For me it always came naturally," I admitted. He breathed out and lay back on the bed. I looked at him as he stared at the ceiling, his mind was somewhere else.
"Are you worried that there will be more attacks?"
"No. I'm worried that there will be a war."
"War?"
"Surprisingly enough not many council men were happy about my return."
"You expected that though."
"Yes but I didn't expect that there would be a assassination attempt before I even introduced myself to council. I have noticed that the Saiyans born here on AT-40 don't have a stigma toward me."
"That's good though. They are the new generation."
"Yes, which means if they follow me as a leader, even if a war erupted, everything would turn out well."
"I really hope that doesn't happen… I thought we were done with those sort of things…" I was no longer a teenager looking for adventure. "Trust me I've had my share of adventure for a lifetime."
He smiled and pulled me down to him. "You haven't had your monthly bleed for more than two months now." I looked up to his face, trying to find something in those words.
"You noticed?"
"Of course. Your odor changes during those days."
It was true, it had been more than two months since my period but that was normal. Menopause was natural for a woman my age.
"So… another little one?" my heart shook. He thought I was pregnant. And took my silence as it being so. "Maybe this one will actually look like me."
"No- Vegeta…" he looked up at me raising his eyebrow. "I'm not pregnant… I'm going through menopause."
"What is that?"
"It's natural… for a woman my age. I will get irregular periods, and my mood will change at times, some women have a loss of breast fullness-"
"How do we stop it?"
I smiled, "You can't it's natural… when it's over, I will no longer have a period, and can never carry a child again."
"Oh." He was quiet for a while and the silence made me think he was excited for the idea that I was pregnant. And I wasn't, I was too old.
"I'm sorry." he raised his eyebrow at me.
"What? About what?"
"You wanted another child didn't you?"
"Stupid woman." He commented cleaning off the tear that fell down my cheek. "I thought you were having another child, and had accepted that it would happen again. I don't mind that we aren't having another little one. Two is enough. Plus I don't think I can stand the chance of having another daughter. I have enough taking care of one." I laughed and held on to his chest.
"You sure?"
"Of course I am."
"Anyways… we might not be having a little one but our kids will."
"Trunks maybe but Bra won't be doing that for a very long time." I smiled and didn't chastise him on it, maybe Bra really was too young.
"Have you tested Neddo yet?" I asked him and he shook his head. "When do you plan on testing him?"
"Soon."
"Bra really likes Barillious." He growled. "He's a good boy, practically raised by your mother." Snickering he turned away from me. "Honey, you have to admit they are a good pair." He said nothing. And a knock was heard at the door.
"Um mom, dad, I really hope nothing gross is happening in there. Everyone is waiting to leave for the ceremony."
"We are coming!" I screamed and stood up, running to the mirror to see if I had messed up my makeup. Vegeta grabbed me and pulled me toward the door.
"You look beautiful, lets go."
(Bra's POV)
We were all introduced as we walked out. Trunks was the first since he was the future heir, and he walked out with Lara.
I was next and I walked out with Barillious because grandmother had said it would be nice to show I already had an interest. Of course she hadn't said that in front of Barillious. And father wasn't thrilled about the idea.
As we walked out, I holding onto Barillious arm, rows of people stared at me. Our seats were at the very front.
Mother and father walked behind us, then followed by grandmother. I picked up what people around us where saying.
"He looks exactly like Late King Vegeta."
"A bit short."
"Look at her hair."
"They have a son and a daughter?"
"His wife is beautiful."
"Look at those breasts-" I turned around to catch the person saying the last statement but was surprised when I saw Neddo standing right behind me.
"Hey, how are you?" I smiled and he planted a kiss on my cheek.
"Fine, thank you."
"The ceremony was set up very quickly."
"I think that was the point." Barillious stated.
"I'm glad, that way I could see you in that dress." My eyes opened and my cheeks turned red.
Barillious stood up and left and I watched him move away toward the entrance. Was he angry? I stared at Neddo and he smiled.
"Don't mind him. Let me keep you company." He sat in Barillious place. "I heard what happened at the palace, where you harmed?"
"No, luckily my father was awake." He nodded as if understanding and was silent for a bit.
"We'll have to send more men to guard the palace, I will ask the King how many he requires and I will make sure to send the strongest."
I simply nodded.
"Do you fight?" he asked and I nodded.
"Yes, my father taught me."
"Your father moves like a bird in dance." I laughed at the image in my head and smiled back.
"You know we should probably pay attention."
"You're right," he agreed and turned to the stage where my father and mother sat at a seat and my grandmother was getting ready to speak.
"Excuse me Neddo but that is my spot." Barillious commented. Neddo stood and grabbed my hand kissing it lightly.
"I'll see you later princess." He winked and left and I turned back to look at Barillious who stared at my grandmother. Why did he get angry when Neddo flirted and yet he didn't flirt? It was driving me insane!
"So tonight, I will invoke the ancient moon God to grant my son virtue, wisdom, and strength to rule our new Saiyan people of AT-40. Vegeta please-" father stood up, looking every bit as regal as he was and walked toward my grandmother. Kneeling on one knee, grandmother started to speak in a language I didn't understand.
"What language is that?" I whispered to Barillious.
"An ancient language from Planet Vegeta called "Cuaway" it was the original language of our people, but it later became the language of the ancient texts, like those of the Moon God. Only recited during very important ceremonies." I nodded and turned back to the ceremony.
Grandmother placed her hand on my father's head.
"If your father had his tail, he would grab on to your grandmothers hand, in that way confirming that he agrees with what she is saying."
I continued to watch and turned to see grandmother's tail raised up, it shook as it seemed she was going to transform into oozaru.
"Is she going to transform?"
"Somewhat. Just watch."
Although her face arms and chest got hairy, she didn't go full giant oozaru, instead she was almost like an ape, and she spoke very rapidly ranting now, I wished I understood because it seemed rather interesting.
Now my father stood up, holding on to my grandmother's hand. She shone brightly glowing a bluish light and then the light transferred to my father moving from the bottom of his feet and raising until tiny trinkets of blue light surrounded his hair, like a crown.
I didn't have to ask Barillious to know that she'd just transferred energy to my father.
"Why?" I simply asked after almost everyone stood up clapping some cheering, others sitting down frowning.
"The past ruler always grants the new ruler their power, to ensure that they don't try to take the throne later."
"Ahh." I watched as my father stood, and raised his hand. Calming those that were talking.
"Let the festivities begin!" suddenly a group of women and men ran up on stage dancing and moving in a way I had never seen any do before. They all wore colorful clothing and had strange looking devices that made noise. Music started from somewhere and suddenly servers started to bring out tables filled with food and drink. Chairs started to me moved so that the dancers could move there, while I simply sat and watched amazed.
"You look surprised?"
"I didn't think this was the sort of ceremony Saiyans had."
"I'll admit it's changed a bit from the original moon God ceremony but it's almost the same, the only difference now is that men are allowed to dance."
"They weren't before?"
"No, the dancers were supposed to dance to our new ruler, it was a bit more… sexual then it is now." I nodded in understanding and glanced at my father who had taken a seat next to my mother and grandmother.
The dancers where more of a performance and once it was done they left and a group of musicians with strange looking instruments took the floor and begun to play.
"You're Bra correct?" I glanced up to a very tall man who wasn't Neddo, and who looked a lot like my father.
"And you're my uncle Tarble aren't you?" I stood up and hugged him deeply. He hugged me back.
"Nice to meet you too, um…" I pulled back smiling, he looked just like my dad! What a resemblance. "This is my wife Gure." I turned to the tall woman at his side. She had white skin and hair, and her hair was wavy and placed off to a side, she had completely black pupils and a small very defined nose.
"Nice to meet you," I said and she smiled and hugged me.
"It's very nice to meet family!" she squealed. After the hug I looked at her attire. She had a dress that barely covered her butt and her heels were killer high! Definitely looked different from the image mom had of their time on earth.
"And you are Trunks right?" Tarble asked my brother who currently had a plate of food on his lap.
"Yeah, nice to finally see you again," he said and passed his hand turning back to his food.
"Your father had a beautiful ceremony." Gure commented and sat next to me, crossing her long white legs.
"It really was beautiful, although I would have loved to have understood it."
"Yes me too. Tarble tried to explain some of it but frankly it wasn't very helpful." She smiled and leaned back looking at the crowd of people, all making a line to speak to my father.
"From the image that I have of your time on earth, you look completely different." I commented.
"Oh yeah, that's because my people marry with a connection in blood, we grow up together with our partner. And since Tarble didn't fight he hadn't grown up to his full height, causing my growth to be deterred."
"That's so interesting."
"Can you believe I turned forty a couple of days ago? I look like I'm twenty!" she smiled and I agreed.
"And how does that bond work?"
"To be honest I'm not sure." She stood up suddenly. And waved to me absentminded. "Lets dance!" she screamed out, grabbing on to Tarble, whom was speaking to Trunks and Lara. She managed to pull him out to the dance floor and they danced. I was surprised at how good my uncle was at moving.
"Do you know how to dance?" Barillious asked interrupting my thoughts.
"Yes but not like that…" I stared at my uncle and Gure dancing wildly to the music.
"Me neither," he commented. "I've never been good at dancing though."
"You just need to practice."
"Like everything in life." He stood up and waved across the room, "your grandmother is calling me." turning around he swarmed through a sea of people and left. I sighed looking over for Trunks and Lara to find that they too had joined the dance floor.
They were good dancers as well and soon they followed the movement of the music and were dancing in perfect sync.
"How could they leave you all alone?" Neddo asked sitting next to me once again.
"I have no idea."
"What did you think of the ceremony?" he asked and I explained that I thought it was beautiful but didn't understand it, in which he decided to translate the text.
"That was gorgeous."
"I know, it's ancient and to be honest none of us know where it came from, just that it was found in the oldest caverns in planet Vegeta and later recited as a prayer to the Moon God. It was believed that he wrote it in that cave, so that we would find it."
"My father never spoke of the religion of Planet Vegeta." I admitted, looking off to catch my father frowning as some Saiyan spoke to him.
"Maybe he doesn't really believe."
"Maybe."
"Want to dance?" he asked after a couple of minutes of silence. I immediately shook my head.
"No. No. I'll be horrible, make a complete fool out of myself."
"No you wont!" he said standing and placing his hand out so that I would grab it. I sighed as I held it and stood up, I couldn't say 'no' now that would be rude. Taking me to where others danced he started to move.
"Feel the music, in your hips…" he swerved moving his hips in a circular motion, "in your legs," moving his legs front and back, "in your shoulders," shimming in a way that caused me to giggle. I started to move. Swaying my hips like he did his, moving my legs as his, and finally shimming my shoulders in the most ridiculous way possible.
"Good, you're a fast learner." I didn't comment and continued. Feeling the eyes of many on me I tried to ignore them but I couldn't. I started to feel nervous. I leaned into Neddo, whispering into his ear.
"Can we go somewhere else please?"
Before saying another word he had stopped dancing and had grabbed my hand in the softest manor possible, as he pulled me out and onto a large Balcony that showed the entire city.
A full moon lit the city and caused the night to look even more beautiful. I breathed out and looked at Neddo expectantly. The moon!
"It's artificial," he commented staring at the moon with open eyes. "This planet had no moon, when our people arrived they missed the moonlit night, and the scientist developed an artificial moon, it's actually like a hologram." He turned around, leaning back on the rail of the balcony. "I don't know if I've ever said this to you but you're beautiful." My cheeks turned red and the comment and I looked away mumbling a "thank you."
I bit my lip and walked the rail, allowing my arms to rest on it as I looked at the night.
"Do you miss your home?"
"Of course. It's all I've ever known for my entire life."
"This planet is beautiful you know. To the west of here are natural thermal pools. Completely beautiful, I'd love to take you some day." I looked at him and smiled.
"I would love to go, thanks."
"And to the east of here, a forest filled with fruits so delicious and colorful it will make you never want to eat meat again."
"That good?" I asked.
"Amazing. My grandmother lives rather close to there, and when I was a child I'd wander in there and just eat for hours." I laughed at that.
"I'm surprised that the Saiyan appetite hasn't depleted all the forests resources."
"It develops very quickly, and there are plantations now, strictly made to sell the fruit. Plus taking for the forest is illegal."
"Ooo so you're admitting to not following the law?" I joked turning to look at him he simply smiled and leaned into me, so close that I could feel his breath hit my nose, my eyes bore into his, my heart quickened.
"Breaking the law is so much more fun," he whispered and leaning in even more I felt his lips gently grace mine, nothing else was done, he didn't push them against mine, didn't try any other action, simply graced softly, and then moved back. And for some reason that made it even more sensual. My heart felt like it was going to break out of my chest, beating do quickly and loudly that I'm sure he could hear it.
"I'm…" I was out of words, not only had I not expected that but I had definitely not expected it to feel as good as it did.
"Want to go back inside?" he asked and I shook my head looking off into the night again.
"No, it's nice here. Lets stay out here for a while."
(Trunks POV)
I realized after hours of dancing, drinking, and partying that my uncle and his wife were two of the funnest people I had ever hung out with. Tarble was the complete opposite of my father. He told me of things we could do for fun in AT-40: nightclubs, restaurants, and theaters.
His wife, Gure, was nice, and very attractive but unfortunately that's as far as it got. She had a nice body, nice curves, and she knew a lot about the social life, and about nightclubs, about dancing but apart from that she didn't seem to know much else. Don't get me wrong she was a fun person to be around but unfortunately one of those people you knew you couldn't talk about serious topics with. Looking at Lara, I was glad I had found a woman who was beautiful and smart.
"Listen Trunks, tomorrow night we are going to Downtown 45, a nightclub in the middle of the city, if you and Lara want to come with us. There's killer music, killer drinks, and killer women" he whispered the last part and I laughed. The man was so different from my father.
"I don't know I'll have to see what we have planned, seeing on how they tried to assassinate us last night and all."
"Just let me know what you decide." I nodded and accepted another drink from the waiter. I wanted to hold on to my drinks so that what happened on the ship didn't happen again. This stuff is strong, and killer hangovers don't even begin to explain the torture the next morning would be.
"Wouldn't it be nice to make a nightclub like the ones back in West City. With music from earth?" I asked Lara.
"What you're planning on making one?"
"I think it'd be a nice project. What do you think?"
"If you want to."
I told Tarble about my idea and he seemed ecstatic. We decided that on the following day we would look at possible locations for the project. He also said he knew architects and had a 'friend' that could get the project started right away.
Suddenly I felt a surge of power and looked out through glass doors that led to a balcony. My face looked up to find my father had also noticed.
'Go check it out, Bra's out there.'
'K.' I sent back before excusing myself and walking toward the balcony doors. Neddo was off to the right his hand on his lip as he stared off angrily at Barillious. I watched him move his hand and clean out the blood resting on his now open lip.
"What's going on?" I asked looking at Bra who seemed as confused as I did.
"Don't you fucking touch her." Barillious growled before blasting off into the sky away from the party.
"Did something happen here that I should know about?" I asked and Bra shook her head.
"It was nothing." 'I promise that it was nothing Trunks.' I looked at her trying to find that she was lying and when I didn't I looked back at Neddo.
"Just a overreaction." He said and took out a handkerchief from his pocket.
"Okay. Let me know if you need me sis," I told her and then walked out and back inside. I let my father know that Bra was fine and joined the group again.
(Vegeta's POV)
I had forgotten how annoying Saiyan ceremonies where. After greeting every single Saiyan that had come, and listening to their boring stories, I finally sat back in the chair and took in the room.
Ireks hadn't shown up. The bastard is probably trying to hide all evidence that he had something to do with the attacks.
I already had Barillious order a man to spy on him, and another to search his property.
My eyes looked dangerously at any who dared look at Bulma too long. I grabbed on to her hand and she smiled.
"This is a nice reunion."
"…"
"Trunks is getting along with your brother." I looked at them they chatted about something while Lara listened and Gure leaned on to Tarbles shoulder.
"He's changed."
"Yeah he doesn't look like a child anymore, and neither does your sister in law. Look at her... when did she grow up to look like that?"
I looked at her, she had changed a lot, she actually looked like a woman now. What was the point of the dress she wore? It was so tight and high you could see everything. Bulma was more beautiful than her, and she didn't have to dress like that for everyone to know.
"The boy acts as if he was Trunks age."
"Maybe he is, since he took so long to develop." I nodded, she was right that could be the reason he acted in that way, no wonder mother hadn't considered him as being ready to lead.
"Tomorrow I'm sitting with my mother all day to review laws and the new constitution. I want Trunks to be there so he starts learning about everything."
"Okay I'll let him know."
"I also told Barillious to lead you to the Science Center in the city, so that you can start working with the scientists here. I want Bra's project as top priority, as soon as we get that machine working transportation between other planets and this one will increase tremendously. Not to mention Capsule Corp could team up with the Science Center here on AT-40, which would benefit you."
"Expanding that way will increase technology here and on Earth. I am so excited!"
"Tomorrow will be a long day, things are going to change now. I have a lot of responsibility, so I might not have enough time to spend with you."
"That's okay, I understand that you'll be busy, I'm very adaptable you know?"
"I'm still worried that there might be a war but lets just observe how things will move on. Even though I doubt they'd try to harm you now that I've scared them I still told Barillious to assign a bodyguard to you, Bra, Lara."
"Whatever you think is necessary."
And so we sat there in silence, watching what was happening around us. Wishing this damn ceremony would end soon.
(Trunks POV)
I was drunk again. It had been unintentional but Tarble was a drinker and he kept ordering drinks, and I couldn't refuse him! So I was drunk. Currently being helped by Neddo to my bedroom as Lara and Bra talked behind us.
"Hey man- what happened with Bar earlier?"
"It was nothing."
"What did you like kiss my sister or something?" I laughed out loud when I saw his face. "You did! Well congratulations! I think you beat Bar, probably why he got so angry." He stayed quiet and continued helping me until we reached my bedroom door.
"Thank you so much Neddo." Lara said opening the door and trying to help me in.
"You're welcome, goodnight."
"Goodnight!" I screamed back and then staggered the rest of the way to bed. I heard the loud slam of the door and Lara walked over to me frowning.
"I hate it when you get this way…"
"What? Drunk?"
"Yes." She sat on the bed and began to take off her heels. Letting them drop on the floor she got up and began to take off her dress over her head. then dropped it too.
"I'm going to-" before she could finish I had her in my arms, kissing her neck feeling her breasts. "Trunks…"
"Shh… I have something to say." I whispered from her neck, feeling her shiver as I rubbed her gently through her underwear. "Marry me?"
I heard her gasp and turn around to look me in the eyes.
"Trunks are you? Proposing?" I nodded, and she started to cry. "Oh my… yes! I will marry you!" she hugged me and I took her in feeling her soft body rest against me.
"Hold on," I told her, moving back and walking to the night table. Opening the drawer I held out a box and she gasped again. Taking it and opening it, she stared at the Cartier engagement ring. The diamond was so big and bright it even shone in the darkened room. She took it out and put it on smiling through tears.
"I love you Trunks."
Another update! YAY!
So... Trunks Finally proposed, and Neddo made a first move. What did you think of my depiction of Tarble and Gure? And what do you think of Neddo and Bra? Let me know.
Please comment! :)