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Not much later, the tank starts to drain. Bulma has calmed down now, but she still needs to inform Vegeta. She will have to be around him and be on her guard. It happened in his training room. That means someone has or will breach the security of the planet. That needs to be addressed as well. Once the tank is drained, the door opens and Bulma removes the breathing mask. On the table next to the tank are a towel and a pair of fresh training clothes. That sight makes the girl almost jump as she runs over and grabs the towel to shower the gel off. The shower is quick because she wants to feel the soft fabric of the uniform. Vegeta-sei's finest fabric is used to make all the spandex. She dresses and pulls her hair into a sloppy pony tail. Then she puts both her belt and bracelet back on and set it. Bulma changes back into the saiyaness from before as the door to the room opens.
"Good to see you up, Princess Bulma. How do you feel?" Clara asks as her tail swings behind her.
"Hungry, I haven't eaten anything in ages." The girl says in a whiny voice. On cue, her stomach growls from lack of food and both of them laugh.
"That proves you are Kakarrot's twin." The doctor jokes. "I have food waiting for you in your garden. The servants have an idea, but I told them not to say anything." She adds. Bulma nods and smiles.
"Thank you, I wanted to check on my garden." Bulma smiles to one of her friends before she leaves to her garden. She will take the route to the training yard, which is right next to the garden and her room. Bulma will be able to scale her wall and jump onto her balcony after she is done eating. This is one of the longest ways to her garden, but she doesn't mind, being around other Saiyans makes her feel better emotionally. Physically, her leg and head doesn't hurt anymore. That's good. Some of the scares are even gone. That's a plus. She walks down the hall that is crowded with Saiyans and she doesn't even mind. Some of them are new to her, but most of them she knows and loves. Bulma turns right and finds a big door that many of the Saiyans are coming trough. She follows them and it leads outside to the training grounds. Bulma's nose is assaulted with the smell of spice again. The square is very large; it must be late afternoon now because most of the soldiers are filing out for the day. She looks to the far left of the square and smiles as she sees the hedges that surround her beloved garden. The square is practically empty now, so Bulma doesn't have to worry much about people seeing her walk into the private garden of the southern saiyan princess.
She reaches her garden and her nose starts to smell the many calming scents from inside. Plus, the food that is waiting inside. Bulma steps into the long maze that she learned many years ago and makes her way to her favorite bench. Her mouth waters as she sees the food trays lying on the said bench. She walks over there and lifts one of the silver tray lids and more smells hit her nose. She has so missed the smell of home and her people's food. Without a second thought, Bulma digs in. as she eats, there is still a hint of elegance that was trained into her by her aunt and uncle and her teachers. That is one way to tell her apart from any other saiyan. Only royals eat like that. Soon Bulma finishes and sets her forks down. It has been so long since she felt full. The saiyan lies on her back on the ground as she watches the sky and the second sun start to come out. Bulma is fully relaxed again. She can deal with the issues later. She can finish her classes later. Right now, it's her break. The girl closes her blue eyes and she smells the scents around her. This garden was planted with the idea to a retreat for her. The flowers' scents are known to calm people. Bulma smiles deeply as turns off her bracelet and slowly drifts into a steady calm sleep.
The first place he checks is her room. The tall teen with messy hair looks around his sister's room in the southern palace. He feels she is close, but he can't pin point her. He walks into the recently de-dust room and sighs. Only the maids have been in here to clean the dust off. His brother joins him quickly as he makes his way to the open balcony double doors. The tall one can smell the scent of the flowers in her garden. Then he smells something else.
"Radz, do you smell that?" he asks as he sniffs the air again. Raditz walks over to the doors and sniffs again.
"A faint scent of strawberries." Raditz comments with a smirk as he clasps his hand on his younger brother's shoulder. "We found her." He says. They both walk over to the edge and jump off. Both land on the ground with a quiet thud. The Sons make their way into the garden and find the sleeping blue haired saiyaness sleeping on the grass peacefully.
"She looks so pretty." Kakarrot smiles softly as he sees his twin sister.
"B. has really grown up in the past three years." Raditz adds in a whisper. Then a smirk appears on his face. "Let's wake her." Kakarrot thinks this over for a second.
"Sure, that would be funny."He agrees to his brother's madness. "What are we going to do?"
"Just wake her with our faces in hers." He says innocently. "That way she can't kill use for it." The younger one agrees and they crouch over their sister. "Bulma!" Raditz suddenly shout loudly.
Bulma's body jerks awake as she opens her eyes and grabs at whatever is in front of her, she ends up grabbing both of their shirts. And out of instinct, she pulls them together. Bulma can feel who it is, but her body is reacting. Not that she minds, they shouldn't have done that. Both of the Son boys' heads hit, that's when Bulma let's go and the boys fall back onto their butts. The Saiyaness sits up with a smirk.
"Crap that hurt." Raditz whines as he rubs his head.
"Sorry B, we thought it would be funny." Kakarrot says as he rubs his head sheepishly.
"Don't screw with me when I am asleep." She warns them in a joking tone. Then she wraps her arms around them and pulls them close and into a hug. "I missed you guys a lot."
"We talk almost every day." Raditz states as he tries to get out of the lock his younger sister has him in.
"So, it's not the same as seeing and smelling you." She tells him as she rests her chin on his long mare of hair. Smells like her older brother alright. "A saiyaness is comforted by the men in her life scents'. Brothers are included." Bulma adds. Soon she lets them go and she asks them to fill her in on what has happen the last few years. Nothing much really, only Vegeta's many girlfriends. Bulma rolls her eyes at hearing that. "What ever happen to the one I gave the wrist band to?"
"She said it wasn't her place to mate the high Prince of Vegeta-sei. She said he was already claimed." Raditz tells his sister. This makes her swallow hard. Nappa told her something close to that before she left.
"Oh." She doesn't know what else to say about that. Then a thought hit her. "So when were you going to tell me that Opel is pregnant?" Bulma asks with a smirk. Both Sons' mouths drops. Both for different reasons.
"Opel is pregnant?!" Kakarrot half shouts as he jumps onto his older brother and pins him before he can leave. Raditz starts to stutter as he looks at his sister.
"How did you find out?" he finally manages out. Bulma laughs.
"You think the Seer can't see her own sister-in-law in her visions. I am hurt." She messes with him. Kakarrot gets off of him as Raditz slaps him forehead.
"I forgot, ok!?" he remarks.
"Don't worry about. Mom already knows. She is waiting for you and her to tell her." This makes the oldest feel scared. "You better soon; she is getting pissed by the day." She warns as she stands up. "That reminds me, I need to get over to see her. But I need some help with flying."
"Why?" Raditz asks. Bulma holds up the gold bracelet.
"It blocks all use of ki." She deadpans. "Mom will be pissed if I don't get there soon." Bulma adds. Kakarrot laughs as stands up.
"Then I will take you home. I think Radz needs to talk to Opel." He comments.
"Thanks, Goku." Bulma half smirks at his comment. "Let's get going." He pick her up bridal style and shoots off into the sky with his twin sister.
"Come on Veny, you need to help me pick out the colors for the wedding." A smooth voice pleads with the prince. A pair of warm hands snake around his waist and a chin rests on his shoulder. "Later you can train. This is important." She whispers into his ear huskily. Then the prince feels her wet lips kiss the ear that is betraying him. He is trying to work out, but the devil knows how to make him bend to her will. Her hand starts to traces circles into his tail. "Or we can do something else after we pick colors." She adds in a seductive voice.
"The colors are always the region where each saiyan resides. So it will be all red." He tells her roughly as he tries to fight with his body.
"But, Veny we need to decide other stuff too." She pleads with him. "Stop training and spend time with me. I feel lonely." Vegeta shuts his eyes and pinch the bridge of his nose and he tries to fight with his mind and his body.
"Fine, let's make this quick." He mumbles. Fask smirks at her victory.
Tonight, Bulma is sleeping her own bed of her real family's home. She fought hard not to cry as she saw her mother again. They haven't been really close, but there is a bond there that can never be broken. It's a mother daughter thing, Bulma guesses. They spent hours talking about the missions and things Bulma learned during her time gone. She informed her on what has been going on here since she left. Her mother is a better help than Raditz.
As she sleeps, she has another dream about Vegeta, this time it's his beating that he lost his life. This hurts Bulma mentally and emotionally. She wakes up crying. Her brother is the first to her side. He didn't move into Raditz's old room when he moved out. He wanted to be in the room he grows up in with his sister. Kakarrot picks her up and cradles her as she cries. The next one to hear her crying is her father.
"Bulma, are you ok?" he asks dumbfounded. Saiyaness don't really cry.
"She had a nightmare of some sort." Her twin spoke up as Bulma chokes on her words.
"It's fine. Just something I need to deal with." Bulma mumbles as she removes herself from her twin. "You can go back to bed." Both of them are leery, but does as she says. 'Damn Seer, Shit. I don't want to feel his pain.' She groans to herself as she shuts her eyes. Tomorrow will be long.
After breakfast, Kakarrot, Bulma, and Bardock land at the Southern palace. There is quite a stir going on. All the servants are running around and trying to make sure everything is in top order. Today Bulma did bother using her bracelet. She has to face her duties sooner or later. Bulma and Bardock start to get headaches from the many stressed out kis. Kakarrot choose to ignore it, it's easy for him. He doesn't have the gift. They walk into the palace through the training ground doors. Everyone in the hallway stops and bows to the princess that walks in the doors. Bulma isn't use to this anymore. She gives them a weak smile and they all scurry off.
"Why are they all running around?" Kakarrot asks as they walk down the hall that leads to the main part of the palace. Bulma groans and she feels the four ki signatures that are fast approaching the palace.
"Someone tattled on me." She groans out in annoyance. "I'm in for it big time." Bulma can feel her aunt and uncle are upset.
"You chosen to take a day off." Her father interjects.
"I was on duty for three years." She mumbles as they walk.
"That doesn't matter to them. They want to know everything." Her father states. "They have a lot at stake."
"You think I don't. Half the shit I am sworn to secrecy." She complains as she balls her hands up into fists. They walk the rest of the way in silences. When the doors come into view, Bulma's heart starts to beat faster. 'It has been so long.' She stills herself as she pushes the doors open. The throne room looks the same. Still blue accented and same set up. Nothing has changed. Her eyes find the man she called father for years before she found out that the guard next to her is her real father. King Cargon hasn't changed at all; neither has her aunt Queen Lilith. Bulma likes this.
"Bulma!" Queen Lilith calls out as she sees the only girl she has ever considered as a daughter. Bulma smiles as she follows her training and walks calmly to the woman and hug her gently.
"It has been too long." Bulma tells her through the smile. King Cargon looks at Bulma and doesn't know if he should be mad or not.
"You have grown." He states. Bulma nods as she let's go of her aunt.
"Yes, three years of training will do that to someone." She half jokes. His expression doesn't change.
"Bulma, you need to tell us when you get here." He tells her bluntly. Bulma's smile drops and knows there can't be any teasing.
"Sir, I have been gone three years. No breaks. I got to leave a month early and I needed a day off to heal from the day. I am sure you will get Frieza's report later." Bulma is firm and seems to take on a whole other person. Her face expression doesn't seem like one she would use. "It was for the safety of others that I remained undiscovered until the morning." This is a voice of a business woman, one that is experienced and knows more than she is letting on. The dangerous type one doesn't want to miss with.
"Very well. As you can already guess, the high royals are on their way to see you." He tells the young girl.
"Yes, I can feel them. They are five minutes away." Bulma adds.
"Then you know what they are expecting of you." King Cargon voice is steady.
"I am aware." With that being said, they all make their way to the front entry to the palace to greet the royals as they arrive in the hover limo. Bulma calms and ready herself to see Vegeta and Fask again. She will have to protect both of them to keep Vegeta safe. That will be one thing she will have to tell his father. The first one to leave the limo is the high Queen Victoria. She is the same lovely saiyaness as before. She still has the strength that is hidden away underneath the slim body of hers. Bulma will always admire this woman for her strength, even though now she is much stronger. Strength is more than fighting. The strength she shines in is the mental strength. Bulma smiles as she walks over to her and hugs her as tight as she can.
"Princess Bulma, it is a pleasure to see you home again." She greets the blue haired saiyaness as she pulls away and kisses her forehead. "I have truly missed your smile and heart while you were gone."
"Queen Victoria, I missed you as well." Bulma replies as the high king exits now. He is still the same man that looks like her prince, minus the beard. She hopes Vegeta will never grow one out, it's creepy. "King Vegeta. I am honored to be back and be in your graces." Bulma says with a deep smile.
"Knock it off, We all know you want to stay in your garden away from everyone for a while." He says in a harsh, surprising tone. But Bulma knows the man well and laughs.
"That may be true, sir. But there is a lot of things I need to talk to you about that cannot wait." Bulma replies kindly. "After that, I can find a place in my garden and hid from everything." She adds the joke, which he laughs to as he walks over to his mate's side.
"In due time." He states. This is when Fask and Prince Vegeta leave the limo. Fask doesn't want to be here at all. So Bulma tries to be cordial with her.
"Miss Fask, I am glad I get to see you and Vegeta again." The saiyaness says in a calm tone. This surprises both Sons and the young couple.
"I am afraid I can't say that same to you." She groans out. Bulma has to bite down on her tongue.
"I'm sorry you're not feeling well today. You are always welcome to the medical wing to get some help you need." Bulma holds back a smirk. That comment can go many ways.
"I will keep that in mind." She mumbles out as she grabs Vegeta's hand. Again, this is a deep pang in the blue haired girl's heart. She doesn't even glance at the young prince as they start to walk into the palace.
"Everything is open to you." King Cargon speaks. "You may go as you please; we would let you to relax as we discuss what is going on."
"Goku, I don't want that thing in my Garden." Bulma growls to her brother. He doesn't say anything back as he nods his head and leaves the group.
"Thank you very much, King Cargon." Lilith replied as both queens leave the group. Fask and Vegeta leave without saying anything, leaving the kings, General, and Bulma to themselves. They continue their way down the hall and into at war room. No one is allowed in here as the meeting begins.
"A lot of things are going on. First, Frieza is planning something. I'm not sure what yet, but it he wants me to be in it." Bulma starts off. All the men sit down as Bulma start to explain some of the things that happen. "Frieza is trying to set up hidden alliances just in case something happens and a rebellion broke out." This is where the girl smirks. "He has set me in charge of looking for any one that has ties in a rebellion and take them out."
"So what does that mean?" King Vegeta asks.
"So much, first he thinks he can trust me with doing the job. But it also gives us a chance to grow the rebellion." Bulma tells them.
"From the look on your face I can tell you have already done this." He interjects.
"Partly. I have been working on it. With being the seer, it was natural for me to start working on it the moment I found out." She explains. "The group is growing fast. There are plants in the ship that are working on getting more to join." Bulma stops and laughs.
"Is there more?" King Vegeta is already very pleased with her work.
"Well, I have contacted a group within…Planet Cold." This brings everyone in. "I can't reveal names, but there is a group of Icejins who have been working on taking the Cold empire down."
"What is their plan for when it is down?" Bardock speaks. Bulma smirk drops and is more serious.
"Put someone in charge that has already been groomed. But that is all I can say."Bulma tells everyone. "This doesn't mean that we can assume that most people are on our side. Most of the people will remain loyal to Frieza and his family until we give them away out, death." The scientist part of her kicks in when she explains the process the earthling are doing, without saying who, and then she explains her chemical and what they are using it for. "It weakens the immune system of anyone who is injected and they will die of some random sickness."
"And this is the same compound you are working on to cure the heart sickness?" King Cargon asks with concern. Bulma nods.
"Add water and its works great. I am almost to a breakthrough with making is a powder so I can make it into a pill. Goku would be screwed if he gets it and some poor soul has to inject him with it." This causes the men to laugh.
"Bulma, you have impressed me a lot with your growth." King Vegeta comments.
"It comes with growing up and being trained as an assassin for three years, Sir. One part of it was that I had to learn how to speak and turn anything around for my befit. I could have left it at the fact that is was and watch him fight with his thoughts the rest of the meeting. But that would be too cruel." She explains.
"How are you coming with the Seer business?" He asks next.
"Fine, Things are on track." Bulma states. 'This is where I can tell him.' She tells herself. "That actually leads into what I need to talk to you alone about, it is about security." Everyone stops and looks at the girl. "So if you two can leave, I will continue." This is where Bulma re-enters the expression she had earlier, that one that isn't her. The high king makes the men leave the room, assuring them it will be fine and wait for the girl to speak.
"Continue." He tells her. Bulma sits down next to him and look into his eyes.
"There is a weak point, I am not sure where. But there is." She starts off. "Yesterday, I had a nightmare while in the tank. I was in a black room and being beaten by an unseen attacker. I couldn't move. Then the room lights up and I can see I am in Vegeta's training room." Bulma has to take a breath to continue. "These cold hands grab me from behind and my attacker starts talking to me like they knew me. The voice was familiar to me. But I can't figure it out. She makes this comment." Bulma shuts her eyes and breathes again. "that suggests that she had killed a male saiyan." She opens her eyes. "She was talking about Vegeta. I know it."
"A nightmare, you say, not a vision." King Vegeta isn't quite sure what she is meaning by this.
"Visions are things that can happen. Dreams are good things that have a high chance of coming true. And Nightmares…Always come true is some way or another." Bulma tells him. "This will happen, as in the attack. The attacker is stronger than both him and I and her goal is to end the hope." Her words are understood by the king. "Things will be fine if I die, I have given everything to a trusted ally within the Cold Empire. It's Vegeta I am worried about."
"Then we need to bump up security." He says.
"What if she is here already? That will only make her act sooner." Bulma states. "I need to be by his side to get the best results. I am the Seer, I am his keeper." She tells him in an empty voice.
"Then you will not leave his side." He tells her. Bulma shakes her head.
"That isn't going to work. I need to protect Fask as well, but you saw how she hates me." The saiyaness comments. "She already has something against me. I have no idea why though. I just met her two day ago." King Vegeta laughs.
"Apparently, you throw her into the wall." He tells her with a smirk.
"That was the second time I saw her and she made a comment about my coloring." Bulma defends herself. "And I didn't add any pressure. I have ki blockers on so I couldn't." The girl holds up her wrist to show him the gold. "Something, Broly's father made for both of us." Bulma deadpans. The king roars again.
"I read the report Frieza sent me. You blew up a planet." He smirks harder. She shrugs her shoulders.
"I was pissed at Fask." Bulma confuses. "She thinks she is all that and a box of chips. If she wasn't pregnant with an offspring of the Saiyan I have a lot of respect for , I would have done a lot worse to her."
"I'm sure you would have." He states.
The couple makes their way outside and into the training around. She hates training or having him train. The large army stops their morning Katas and bow to the royal couple before resuming. He likes watching the armies train. He wants to be able to actually use them in a full scale war against the PTO. The young Prince smirks at the mere thought.
"Oh, look Veny." Fask points to the hedges to the left. "A garden maze. Let's go over there." Vegeta rolls his eyes at how stupid this female seems. He lets her lead the way to the garden. What he doesn't know is that this is Bulma's garden. He soon finds out when he smells her scent that is still lingering in the mist of the flowers. The scent has always affected him. But his mind starts to yell at him about Fask. "This is so much more beautiful than the one at home." She comments as she breathes in the air.
"The soil here is the richest. The flowers can grow faster and fuller." He mumbles.
"Well, that is the only thing good with this part of Vegeta-sei." she says bitterly. Vegeta just rolls his eyes and lets her take him through the damn maze. It takes her forever to get to the bench Bulma loves. This is where her scent is the strongest. The past three years, he avoided the south. His mind and heart start to hurt again, but the stubborn prince shuts the feeling down. He is with his future mate, not her. "Look at this flower." She let's go of Vegeta's hand and walks over to the blue flowers.
"It's the rarest flower here." He comments with no care as she smells the flower. Suddenly, he feels Kakarrot behind him.
"What the hell you want?" he asks with distain.
"Just warning you, Bulma doesn't want her in the garden." Kakarrot tells his prince.
"And what if I say too fucking bad? What would she say?" The prince doesn't want to deal with her right now.
"Vegeta, this is her place of refuge. You really want her hurt like that." He asks as he steps forward. "Like yours is your training room, she respects your refuge."
"She never did that. That Girl came in whenever the hell she felt like it and didn't leave when I told her to." The short prince snaps back.
"You never really meant it." Kakarrot says firmly. "She asked me to makes sure she wasn't in here because she really doesn't want many people in here picking the flowers." He finishes. Vegeta watches Fask as she smells the flower as Kakarrot leaves his friend to makes his choice. He knows the Son is right, for once. Fask's hand reaches out to pick the flower and something snaps inside of him.
"Don't touch it!" He barks and phases in front of her and pushes her to the ground. "You can't touch anything in here. Do you hear me?!" he growls out to the female sitting on the ground stunned. "We are leaving now." He says as she stands up and walks her out of the garden. He has never done that to her. It feels very strange to him.
Bulma walks do the hall to her room with two maids. She is going to dress in clothes princesses should wear before completing the king's plan. They lead her into her room and get the process started. Washed, dressed and styling is in order now. Bulma did not miss this at all. By the end of it all, Bulma is dressed in a long red strapless dress that hugs her curves perfectly. Nothing is exposed and everything fits right. To accent her chest, on maid places a black sash around her small waist. Her blue her is pulls back and curled to give her an elegant look.
"Can you spin for us?" One of the women asks her. Bulma does so and they sigh.
"You have grown up so much." The other one says. "You should get to class, he will be waiting for you." Bulma nods and sneaks the belt of hers, underneath the sash they have her in. she never leaves without it. Then she walks out into the hall. Soldiers that see her bow out of respect more than normal. This is new her. She is so used to people gawking at her for her body. Kami, she loves being home.
Fask just got into the limo with the queen and Vegeta is stopped by his father. The young man groans as he stands up straight with his arms crossed over his chest.
"What is it?" He barks out impatiently.
"Vegeta, control yourself." His father corrects. The prince sighs and moves his arms to his side. "Much better." King Vegeta comments. "Now, you are ready to become King any time you wish. You know everything you need to in order to rule this planet." The young prince raises an eye brow at his father's statement. "I can see that. Now, I need you to think carefully and be on guard." With that said, the king gets into the limo and waits for his son to join. Vegeta is confused by what his father said. It doesn't make since to him. A second later, he shakes his head and gets in the limo and leaves.
Bulma can feel the high royals are leave as she reaches the door she needed to get to. Behind the door are three old female Saiyans. She knocks on the door before entering the bright room. The women are all dressed in old saiyan clothes. These are the royal teachers. They have been training royals up for many decades. It's another tradition that is held high in Vegeta-sei. Bulma walks in with her head held high as the women turn around and face her.
"Greetings, Princess Bulma. It is a pleasure to know you have returned safely." The oldest one speaks as she looks up from her book. All of them are dressed in long white robes with their tails hanging freely behind them.
"Thank you, Barly." Bulma's words are firm and full of authority. All the women smile as they hear the change in her voice from the past three years. "Hopefully, we can finish the remaining classes soon. I have a lot of more pressing matters to attend to." The youngest one in the group stands up and sets her book down.
"Then let's get to the evaluations. So we can start back up." She announces in her aging voice. Bulma nods and agrees along with the rest of them. The rest of the day is filled with testing for the girl. Bulma is just glad that she doesn't have to do classes today. They are annoying
"A Saiyan Queen must be able to handle anything and everything quickly. She is the symbol of grace, beauty and strength." The second eldest tells Bulma before they begin. She always starts the day with saying that.
"Yes, and she is to put her people's lives above anything else." Bulma adds and finishes the woman's comment. That part always has been important to her. It is the most important thing to her. She smiles and the drilling and questioning begins. Everything the young girl learned is brought up. Her moral choices are even questioned. Everything, publicly, that Bulma has done is brought up and talked about.