A Twisted Turn

Trunks sat in his office and looked over the busy work his father had purposely thrown at him. He was pissed, he was pissed for more than one reason. His father had left him out of one of the most important missions to come up. Trunks knew better he knew that Valese wasn't the reason that his father had made him seat this one out. It was because he thought that his mind wasn't clear. Nothing made the young Prince madder than sitting out of a mission. It was what he did. It was what he was good at, Fighting was in a Saiyans' nature.

He sat and pondered for a while about what his father had said about Marron. The human, it was what everyone even Goten referred to her as. Trunks had spent the last past year pursuing this girl. Never since he had known her had she ever mentioned being married. He had never even seen a ring on her. If Trunks hadn't heard it himself then he wouldn't believe it.

Trunks let out a long sigh and brushed his hair back out of his face. A paper came across his desk that he noticed. It was a list of people that Goten had recommended to be Bulla's new guard. Trunks thought about it she would probably want to make the choice herself. In the meantime he thought about going to go see Marron himself since she clearly wasn't going to see him.

Trunks got up and planned his route to go see the blonde haired girl. He left his office putting the list in his pocket. He felt the unfamiliar sensation of butterflies in his stomach and he had to admit he hated it.

Trunks clenched his fist as he turned the corner and felt a familiar energy near.

"You've always had quiet the attitude. Glad daddy cooled you down." Trunks attempted to do the better thing and walk pasted her but she joined him on his walk. Trunks gritted his teeth as just the smell of her was annoying him.

"What do you want'? Trunks decided to take the bait she was hanging in front of him. Valese stepped in front of him to keep him from moving forward. He stared her down as she was in her normal Saiyan armor and black under armor. She crossed her arms and had the sinister grin on her graceful face. Trunks rolled his eyes to her. Valese was a petite girl and she was no taller that five foot three.

Her head barely came to Trunks shoulder but she was very strong and came from a long line.

"You owe me". Trunks pushed passed her as he couldn't believe the words she spoke. She was an unbelievable person in his eyes anyways. Valese slowly walked after him as Trunks was getting annoyed with her presence.

"I owe you nothing. I want to kill you but for some reason my father thinks your useful. He forgets your profession isn't in the brothel house anymore." She smiled at his insults that he was shooting in her direction. Valese rolled her eyes to him.

"I know something that might interest you. You see I kept our little secret as promised and you almost blabbed it in front of the entire council. So I'll make a trade. I'll tell you what you've wanted to know for a long time and you promise to never tell Goten". Trunks stopped. He knew making a deal with Valese was like dealing with the devil himself. Trunks never knew where she got the information but she was good at it.

Goten had made similar deal with her and it was fifty-fifty the information was true.

Trunks looked to her. "What could you possibly know that's has any use to me. I don't have any secrets for you to find". Trunks said eyeing down the girl he regrettable asked back to his room that one lust filled night.

Valese looked at him coyly. "Has the thought of your mother ever come up between you and your King"? Valese said walking in the other direction insuring he was going to follow.

Goten's Ship- Middle of Space

Goten wiped the sweat from his face. He had his men and himself do a group sparring session together. He was beat and needed a long shower to relax his mind and body. He enjoyed being busy it kept a blue haired reminder out of his head. That was all he needed, space away from her because when he was around her nothing made sense.

"Commander, I was wondering if maybe we could have a one on one session later this evening". Goten turned to the raven haired girl who was calling out to him. The voice was familiar. It was the newest edition to his team. "Siana, I would but I have a lot of planning to get done before we land. Maybe in the morning" The girl smiled to him walked away graciously.

He knew what the young recruit wanted and if he hadn't just ended a crazy relationship with Valese he might have taken her up on her offer. Work and pleasure shouldn't mix and he learned that from experience. He watched her walk away and sighed as his mind was brought back to the aspect of pleasure. Why couldn't he shake the image of Bulla? It was really becoming a hassle.

Goten finally made it to his door in the large metal ship. The hallways were curved and his room was away from the rest of the crew. He punched in the door's password and walked into the vast bedroom. He sat on the bed and let his body fall to the soft covers. His eyes shot open as he heard the shower turn on. He looked over to the bathroom door and saw steam forming under the door. He stood up and walked to the door cautiously.

Who the hell in their right mind would be in his room without his permission, more less using his bathroom?

Goten crept over to the door and saw the door knob turn to open. He stood back and prepared to defend himself. The door open and he immediately jumped the person grab one arm and suspended it behind there back while he held them down to the bed.

He stopped when the scream of a particular voice was heard. Goten got up and looked down to Bulla wrapped in a towel laying on his bed. He looked at her in complete shock and surprise.

"What the hell are you doing here"? Goten said running his hands through his short spikey hair. Bulla held her towel tightly and looked up to him. "Well…I came on board to talk to you and the ship took off. I found the room roster and decided it was best to stay here with you then being caught." Bulla said nonchalantly as she saw Goten panic.

He looked at her and threw his hands up in the air. As if he's given up all hope. "You….you and Trunks must have some sort of secret group and the groups' mission statement has to be to get me killed." There was no doubt in his mind that they were related. They had the same impulsive and reckless thing they shared. Bulla sat quietly as she looked to Goten. She hated to be lectured more than anything.

"I'm sorry okay. I just was so mad at you and I wanted to talk". Goten looked at her as he was pacing his room floor. He looked at the half naked girl sitting on his bed. If he wasn't so mad he would be turned on. Vegeta was really going to be mad with him this time. This was not the report that he wanted to give him. Goten knew he wasn't in a good mood. Not that Vegeta was ever in a good mood but he could tell he had something bad on his mind in the meeting this morning.

Goten attempted to calm himself down and talk to her. He took a long deep breathe and looked at her. "What could you possible want to talk about that was so important"? Goten said in his so called calm voice. Bulla looked up to him.

"I wanted to tell you that … what you said wasn't fair. You don't just get to decide for me that we can't be together. I care about you a lot. I've never cared about anyone besides myself. So it's kind of a big deal to me. "Bulla said looking away from as if she said something shameful. She didn't enjoying opening herself up to him or anyone. She had guarded herself her entire life. Bulla shook her head and got up.

"Just forget it. I'll try to stay out of your way since I'm such a leach". Goten stopped her from walking away but she didn't look to him. He let out a sigh to the girl who just poured herself out to him. He let his own walls down just a moment for her. Bulla refused to look at him. Goten pulled her into his chest and held her close to him.

"You're impossible…" He said laying his head on top of hers. He closed his eyes for a moment to enjoy her warmth and touch. Bulla enjoyed being close to him but she was sticking to her stubbornness. Goten let her go and cupped her face in his hands.

"Go shower. Don't leave this room…please. I'll be back". Goten kissed her forehead and released her. She walked into the bathroom and wished she slam the sliding door. She was going to be in a lot of trouble when she got back.

Planet Vegeta-

Bulma rolled around in her chair as had given up waiting on Bulla she just figured she decided against bonding time. She got up and decided that was enough lab work for the day. It was barely lunch time and she was starving and she wondered what the king was up to today. She hadn't seen him since this morning and he usually made his daily rounds to come see her.

Bulma closed down the lab and exited the scientific building. Bulma walked for a while and looked over the balcony into her gardens that were flourishing beautifully. A smile graced her face as she wasn't in the mood to stay inside all day. Walking in no general direction she saw a familiar blonde just hanging over the balcony with a hopeless look on her face.

"Marron. It's been a while how…" Bulma stopped when the girl looked at her with bloodshot and tear-filled eyes. Bulma frowned and looked to the girl with sympathy. Bulma's motherly instincts kicked in as she placed an arm on her shoulders. "Are you okay? Did someone hurt you"? Marron shook her head and wiped the tears from her face.

"No… I'm fine. Don't worry about me". Marron said trying her best to not show how broken up she really was inside. Bulma looked at her and just pulled her along.

"Come with me there is nothing ice-cream and wine can't fix". Bulma said pulling the girl with her. They walked for a while until they reached Bulma's room that she shared with the King. Bulma sat her down on the lavished couch and handed her a box of tissues. Marron instantly felt out of place she was in the room that the King slept it. If that was odd enough she was sitting on a couch he had sat on.

Marron accepted the tissues and wiped her tears away. Bulma came back in the room and sat down next to her. "I just order chocolate ice-cream and a bottle of Moet. Now talk to me is everything okay"? Bulma said attempting to comfort the girl. Marron finished wiping her face and looked to Bulma.

"It's Trunks. I really messed up. I shouldn't have let myself get involved with him in the first place. I saw him talking to Valese and he followed her probably back to her room. I've been keeping an awful secret from him….. I'm married". Bulma looked at the girl in complete shock as the attempted to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

"Married as in has a husband". Bulma asked making sure they had the same understanding of the popular term. Marron nodded slowly and looked at her. Bulma thought she knew the girl rather well but it was clear people were never what they seemed.

"I've been in the middle of an ugly divorce for the last past year and he just refuses to sign the papers. He's fought me all the way and it's exhausting. I go to court on it next month and I started a whole new relationship before I finished one". Marron explained to the older woman in front of her she didn't want to seem like she was having an affair to the most prestigious woman that she knew.

Bulma nodded as she took in the information. "What does Valese have to do with this"? Bulma asked wondered about the girl who she really didn't like. Bulla had mentioned to her in the past that she hated her. So mutually of course that was her own feelings about the girl too.

"Trunks had something with her before him and I actually got together. She just refuses to let go and I can't do anything about her." Marron said as she had more of an angry tone in her voice this time. Bulma just sat wide eyed at the ambassador in her presence. Bulma knew being young came with its drama but she had no clue that Saiyans' were so dramatic.

Bulla had told her on multiple occasions about some of it but if she didn't know better she would have thought she was on Earth back in high school. "I didn't mean lie but some things that are true are more damaging then the lie itself". Marron said trying to soothe herself.

Bulma couldn't have agreed more about the statement that Marron just said about lies. Bulma still had known how she was going to tell Bulla they truth. She knew her daughter struggled with not having a dad around .Her identity security is more than anything and she struggled. Bulma was even closer to her dad then her mother. Bulma felt guilt in her heart about taken that away from her. Memories and activities that Vegeta had missed could never be replaced by any means when it came to sentimental value.

"I understand what you mean about that, if you care about him then tell him. There are something's in my life I would go back and do over. Do you love him"? Bulma asked gently as she heard her door opening. The servant brought in the chocolate ice-cream and the finest bottle of wine. Marron smiled looking at the dolled up sympathy food.

Marron just stared down at the ice-cream. "I don't…. I don't know. I care about him but I think I should wait so I can sort out my feelings." Bulma nodded. She knew that Trunks cared about the girl a lot. He had told her himself she believed him.

Bulma smiled to the blonde girl who had dried her tears and replaced the tissues with a glass of wine. "Let's make a toast to the future let it be full of love and honesty". Marron smiled and agreed as the two cosmopolitan women toasted.

Vegeta was bored, frustrated and angry all at the same time. Bored because he was king of an entire empire and there was nothing for him to do. Frustrated because there was nothing that he wanted to do. Angry because no one had anything going on that he wanted to do. Vegeta leaned against one of his castle's walls coolly as he just decided to think.

The thought of Bulma popped in his head as he saw a bird fly past his view. It was the color of her hair that had made him interested in the vixen in the first place. She was like the bird in her own way. Beautiful and unable to control, Bulma had always gone her own way but that just always happened to be the same way he was going. He thought about his family.

Bulma had her reasoning to keep them separated but he knew what it really was. It was fear, fear of Bulla or even Trunks hating her for their decision. He knew that they could never hate her. Vegeta knew a child could never really hate their parents. Despite all that his father had done to him and against him he didn't hate the man, he only felt sorry for him.

His father's mistakes had let him become the king he was. Vegeta had learned that hatred and death was the answer to everything. Bulma had opened his eyes to the ideas of diplomacy, many people saw him as weak for not ruling with an iron fist. Vegeta had been challenged many times in battle, it was the Saiyan way. If anyone thought they could do a better job than it would be settled in the ring. Every red moon and idiot challenged him and he'd always won without breaking a sweat.

It left him something to look forward too.

Things had only worsened when he announced that he had a son with Bulma. Riots broke out until his son's power level was revealed. Even as an infant his power level surpassed most elite status warriors. It had made him proud. No matter what his father said or had done he couldn't take that away from him. Vegeta even believed he had spoiled Trunks to some extent.

He looked to see Kakkarot landing next to him. Vegeta rolled his eyes to his longtime friend. He stopped leaning and began to walk away. "What do you want"? Vegeta said heading to his mission's room. He was expecting a call from Goten on his tactical plan any moment. Kakkarot gave him a smile as he walked with him.

"Ohhhh…nothing. Eglin just sent me to talk to you". He said rubbing his head nervously. Vegeta narrowed his eyes to him he defiantly knew what that meant.

"Is it so bad that the old man thought I'd kill him over it, so he sent you"? Vegeta shook his head. That was the thing that he hated about diplomats they were all coward and crooked in his eyes. Kakkarot just gave him a reassuring smile. He rolled his eyes at the man before him, he annoyed him endlessly but he was the only person in the universe he could depend on and even maybe call a friend.

"You could put it like that". Vegeta stopped and look to him.

"Then stop stalling and spit it out Kakkarot!" He said angrily to him. He hated when bad news was delayed it made him anxious and he hated that too. Kakkarot kept walking making Vegeta follow him now as they entered the mission's control room.

"Well…Eglin said he did some poll or something and your people want a queen. He said it makes you seem restless and undedicated." Vegeta rolled his eyes and blew his breathe at the taller Saiyan in his presence. This was not as bad as he thought it was going to be.

"Well it's a good thing this isn't a democracy". Vegeta said looking over the plans laid out over the table. The other bureaucrats in the room pretended not to be noisy and listening to their conversation, but even Vegeta knew Saiyans were bad gossips.

Kakkarot pretend to be doing something else. Vegeta knew the goofy Saiyan well enough to know that he was stalling. He also knew Eglin wouldn't send someone else to tell him something like that. Vegeta walked into his personal back office as Kakkarot followed. The room was sound proof knowing what he was going to be told was probably better said in private.

"What"? Vegeta said pulling up the connection waiting on the other side to cleared and secured.

Kakkarot looked at him and sighed. "The council is going to bring you up on sanctions if you don't marry with in the month." Vegeta's hand balled into a fist as he knew it was too good to be true. They had been bothering him with this since the day he turned twenty five. Bulma was his mate he had never tried to hide it.

"But…they did approve Bulma as a candidate providing she denounces all earth traditions and customs." Vegeta felt his dangerous tempter beginning to simmer. Vegeta did always get his way. He crossed his arms and smirk.

"Send for Bulma". Vegeta said looking up to the screen seeing his friend's youngest son appear on the screen.

"Oh Hey Goten how's the mission going"? Kakkarot said waving to his son. Vegeta rolled his eyes at him. The Saiyan had clearly spent too much time on Earth. If he wasn't the strongest behind himself he wouldn't bother put up with him and his odd ways. Vegeta picked up on the younger Saiyans uneasiness even over the video chat.

"Ummm…hello father. Umm…Your Majesty….I…have something I must tell you". Goten said nervously pausing. If everyone knew he was so bad at waiting for bad news he wondered why people took so long.

"WHAT"!? Vegeta yelled causing Kakkarot to jump lightly at the loudness of the King. Goten swallowed and decided it was now or never.

"Bulla's aboard my ship". Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the screen and didn't say anything as he processed what he had just been told. Kakkarot looked at his son very confused with the entire situation.

"I didn't know Bulla was a fighter don't you think this mission is a bit dangerous for her." Vegeta shook his head and elbowed the taller Saiyan in the stomach he wished it was Goten when he did it.

"Why the hell is Bulla on your ship!? Is this your idea of a joke because I can't see this working out for you well"? Goten shook his head in disagreement as he tried to pick his words very carefully with the fuming King. Even though they were light-years away he was still very intimidating.

"No, not at all. I found her in my room. She said she came on board to talk to me and the ship took off before she found me. I instructed her to stay in my room. I didn't want any of the men to think she was a concubine." Goten said over the video chat.

Vegeta listened and with every word he found himself getting more anger with his most trusted commander. "So your telling me my daughter snuck upon YOUR ship. A ship that is heading to one of the most dangerous parts of the galaxy. Now she is in YOUR room because she just wanted to chat. Did you forget that she is my daughter? Are you having sex with her"? Vegeta said sternly just waiting on the young commander's reply to his questions.

Goten had never been in trouble with Vegeta before his record was flawless but it was becoming very tainted dealing with the two siblings lately. Vegeta had reprimanded him for having false information on Raiden already.

"NO! I haven't touched her! I'm aware she is your daughter and-"Vegeta cut him off. Vegeta was no fool and he was very observant of her and who she kept in her company. He smelt Goten's sent all over her when she returned from visiting him at the arena that day.

"Goten…I suggest that you keep a very good eye on her. If anything happens to her, if so much as a bruise is on her when you dock on my port your entire squadron will wish that they were never born. I'm putting her wellbeing in your hands. I want a report daily on her and you have twenty-four hours to have a full battle plan on my desk." Vegeta lectured as he rubbed his temples with his index finger and letting out a long sigh

Goten sighed in relief that he wasn't in trouble. He looked to the king's face on the large screen and noticed something that he had never seen on his king's face, worry.

"Yes sir, I understand". Vegeta severed the link and the screen on the wall went blank. Vegeta looked up to his advisor as he was still rubbing his stomach. He had a delightfully fun idea.

"Also tell the woman her daughter has run away with your son. Then tell her to make preparations for a wedding. That's an order Kakkarot" Vegeta said sadistically chuckling to himself. Kakkarot' eyes almost bulged out his head at the news he had to relay.

"I've had enough of playing errand boy. You owe me Vegeta". He said sulking out of the room to his certain doom at the hands of the blue haired vixen. She was scarier than the King when she was anger. Also a lot worse at a taking bad news.