The Destiny of a Lost Princess
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z, please don't sue me, you won't get much, I assure you… Me is broke…
Note: Okay this was a little something that was concocted in my own head. Don't think it's a role playing type thing cuz that's NOT what it is… I thought I'd be kinda cool to write a story bout the Princess Prince Vegeta was SUPPOSED to marry before his kingdom was destroyed… (You know how most princes/princesses were engaged from the day they were born… demo, I thought it was all right…) This is my first non-crossover so go easy on me *is better at writing crossovers* Oh… and I started this a while ago so if later on, you notice a change in style, that's why all right? Anyway, that's all I gotta go for now cept for email me!!
Chapter 5 – Reunion Shattered
"What?!? How do you know my name?!?!" He demanded, confusion running through his head.
"You don't remember me, do you?" She asked, her expression softening. "I didn't think you would, it's been so long since I saw you last. We were so young." The expression in her eyes almost turned into a look of affection.
"What are you talking about?!?!" He demanded, anger stirring in him.
"I remember you, now. I didn't for a long time, but, thanks to Hisaaki, I remember it all. The first day I met you and the last day I ever saw you." She said, her eyes rimmed with tears. That's when he noticed the tail hanging loosely from the back of her dress.
"It can't be!" He cried, looking into her big green eyes. "You were dead!!"
"You do remember me, don't you?" She asked.
"Princess Sakora?" He asked, looking down at her. He was only about an inch of two taller than her so he didn't have to look down that far. She nodded her head, the tears finally spilling over as she threw her arms around his neck. He didn't know what to think and finally wrapped his arms reluctantly around her waist.
-Later-
"Where have you been all these years?" Sakora asked, sitting in Vegeta's room next to him on the bed. Bulma was letting Sakora stay with her until she could find a place to live.
"I've been all over the place," Vegeta said, looking back on the unhappy memories. "Freiza forced me to help him take over planets so he could sell them from the time my planet was destroyed until I came to Earth and was defeated by Kakaroto."
"I remember Kakaroto when he was a baby." Sakora said, a picture coming to her mind.
***Flashback***
"Should we be in here?" Sakora asked, following Vegeta.
"Why not? I'm the Prince of the planet Vegeta, I have a right to know what's going on around here." Vegeta said arrogantly. They walked over to a pod that was almost ready to be launched.
"That's Kakaroto? He's so cute." Sakora said, peering in at the baby boy. His hair was pitch black and stuck out in all directions. He had his thumb in his mouth and looked to be asleep.
"Cute? That pampered little brat?!" Vegeta demanded. Even in his youth, Vegeta had quite a temper.
"I think he's cute. Look at how small he is." Sakora said, touching the window that they were looking through.
"Humph!" Vegeta said, turning his back. He crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes, his normal scowl on his face. "Small and weak." He mumbled to himself.
***End of Flashback***
Vegeta told her everything that had happened to him in the years past. When he stopped, she was silent.
"I had no idea that any of that had happened," Sakora said. "I'm glad I found you, I really missed you." She said, nuzzling her face in the crevice of his neck. He put his arms around her waist and held her against his body, leaning back against the wall behind him.
-Deep in space-
"We have to get the Princess back!!" Hisaaki cried. It had been almost a month since Princess Sakora had escaped from them.
"We're searching the Universe for her now. We think she has gone back to the planet Earth." One of the guards said.
"Well set the course for planet Earth then!" Hisaaki cried, slamming his fist on the throne.
"Hai sir." The guard said, leaving the room.
"I have to get the Princess back," He growled, clenching his fists. Blood trickled down to the floor as his nails cut into the soft flesh of his hands. "I have to get her back now!!"
-Sakora and Vegeta-
"Stop!!" Sakora cried, sitting next to Vegeta as he flew around the corners. She gripped his arm tightly and squinted her eyes shut. This was the first time she had driven with him and she was genuinely scared. "You're gonna crash!!" She cried.
"Shuttup woman!" He spat. "Don't tell me how to drive!!"
"If you knew how to drive, I wouldn't be yelling!!" Sakora shouted.
"If you weren't yelling, I could drive!!" He shouted back. Sakora unbuckled her seat belt and flew up into the sky.
"You're on your own buddy!" She shouted as he drove the air-car.
"Good riddance." He mumbled. "She thinks she can tell me how to drive.." He grumbled under his breath.
"That was more terrifying than when I fought Freiza a long time ago." Sakora mumbled, flying above the air-car. Bulma sat in the back seat, holding on for dear life.
"Are you crazy!!" Sakora heard Bulma cry as Vegeta pulled out in front of a car.
"Move it!!" Vegeta shouted, laying on the horn. "Get out of my way!!" She shouted, sending an energy blast at the car in front of him. The car exploded in flames and Vegeta flew past him.
"You're insane!!" Bulma shrieked. "Pull over right now!!"
"Shuttup woman!!" Vegeta shouted, continuing his destructive path.
"How does that man still have a license?" Sakora asked quietly.
-A few minutes later-
"I'm never riding with him again." Bulma muttered, stepping out of the car. Her hair, that had been perfectly curled, was fluffed up higher than it had been before.
"What took you so long?" Vegeta asked.
"I was helping the people in the car you destroyed!" Sakora almost yelled.
"Humph!" Vegeta replied. "Why did we come all the way out here again?" Vegeta asked, sounding a little bored.
"I've told you already, we're having a party for Gohan, remember?" Sakora asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I don't see why we have to have a party for that little brat." Vegeta mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.
"It's his birthday," Sakora said for the fifth time that day. "We're throwing a birthday party for him." Sakora walked over to the car, taking the package from the front seat. She turned towards the door and walked into the house, Vegeta close behind.
"Anni, I mean Sakora, we're so glad you could make it," ChiChi said, giving Sakora a hug. "It's nice to see you again, Mr. Vegeta." She said with a smile. His expression remained unchanged as he gruffed a 'hello'.
"Be nice, Vegeta." Sakora said, elbowing him in the side. He grumbled and she heard him say something about killing anyone who ordered him around and he was stuck going to some stupid brat's party. Sakora rolled her eyes and walked over to where Gohan stood.
"Aunt Anni!" He cried, running towards the woman. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly. "You're here!"
"Of course I'm here, Gohan, I couldn't blow off your birthday. What kind of a person would I be if I forgot about my favorite nephews birthday?" She asked, she had known this child since the day he was born and he called her his 'aunt' even if they weren't related biologically. "Of course you know my real name is Sakora though." She said, the same smile on her face.
"I know, I'm used to calling you Anni though." Gohan said, sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.
"It's all right, Gohan, if you want to call me Anni, it's fine with me." Sakora said, still smiling. She placed a package in his arms and walked over to where Vegeta leaned against the wall.
"…."
"At least pretend to have fun." Sakora said, stepping up next to Vegeta.
"Coming to a party for that little brat? How can you call that fun?!" Vegeta demanded.
"Calm down Vegeta," Sakora said. "Have some cake," She said, shoving a piece in his mouth. His eyes narrowed on her in anger, but she returned his glare with a huge smile. "Good?" She asked, referring to the cake.
"Humph!" He said, swallowing the mouthful of cake. Sakora gave him pouty eyes and started to sniffle.
"You don't like it?" She said, sniffling sarcastically. A sly smile spread across his lips as he pulled her face to his, kissing her softly. She started to blush, looking up at her Prince.
"So, how's the cake taste?" He asked, smiling slyly.
"Not bad." She said, returning the look. Vegeta watched from the shadows as Gohan opened his gifts. Sakora ran up to the front to be sure she could get some good pictures of Gohan as he opened his gifts.
-Later-
After the party, Sakora and Vegeta had flown off, leaving Bulma and her family with the car. They landed near a lake to watch the stars. Sakora laid against Vegeta's chest, cradled in his strong arms.
"You have to admit it wasn't that bad." Sakora said, leaning up to kiss him lightly on the lips.
"Yeah right, at that little brat's party?!" Vegeta demanded, getting offensive. Sakora just looked up at him, smiling from ear to ear. She loved to see his reactions and she knew just what buttons to push to get him all riled up or to calm him down.
"You'd never admit the way you feel. Not even to me, and I know it," Sakora said, still smiling. "I know that you have feelings for me and I know that you won't let anything happen to me," She was looking away, up at the stars. That's when both of them felt it. "Looks like they've found me." Sakora said, standing up.
"Nani? Who?" Vegeta demanded, helping her to her feet.
"It doesn't matter," Sakora said. "They're here to take me back."
"What?! Over my dead body!!" Vegeta shouted, standing defensively with his arm around her shoulders.
"They'll try to take you too," Sakora said, still smiling. That smile never left her lips as she gazed up at the sky. That's when the couple saw something hurtling towards Earth. "That's them. They won't hurt the Prince they were sworn to protect so they will not fight you."
"What? They're Saiyans?!" Vegeta demanded.
"Hai, they're the ones that protected us so long ago," Sakora said, a single tear coming to her eye. "They're the ones that killed my mother."
"Your mother? Yeah right, she died in her sleep." Vegeta said, remembering what Sakora had told him she remembered.
"She did, but they were the reason she was hurt so badly," Sakora said. "I remember it now. I went with her to the palace to see the King and he sent us to another planet to take it over. My mother was a lot like me, she didn't want to kill anyone. She refused and then, they hurt her. They raped her and beat her and then had someone take us back to our home. She never recovered and mostly died from the lack of freedom. They kept to two of us prisoner because they knew we were powerful. They knew that one day, they would have great use for me, that's why they didn't kill me. Do you remember what happened when Frieza came to take you?"
"Yeah, I guess I do." Vegeta said, listening intently on her story.
"Do you remember what happened to me when I became angry?" Sakora asked, looking up at the man that stood behind her.
"Yeah, you turned into a Super Saiyan." Vegeta remarked, a tinge of jealousy in his voice.
"Not only that, I was five years old. I looked like I was about 20, remember?" Sakora asked.
"Hmm.. I remember." He said, seeing the a clear image of that day so long ago.
"When my mother died," Sakora began. "She passed on her powers to me somehow. That's how I did that, I can't do it any longer, but that is why they let me live in the first place. They expected me to fight Frieza and free our planet."
"…."
"They've come to take me. They want to take over the Universe using me," Sakora said, tears appearing in her eyes. "They don't know you're alive, so they'll try to take you too." Sakora said, beginning to weep. Vegeta put his hands on her heaving shoulders and pulled her close to him, feeling the sticky tears that came from her eyes.
"They won't lay a hand on you," Vegeta said, feeling her tail snake its way around his waist. "I'll kill any man that tried to hurt you ever." Vegeta growled, anger stirring within.
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"We're heading through the atmosphere, Hisaaki." A man said, coming before his leader.
"Good, I'm sure she knows we're here so we'll probably have to expect to see Kakaroto and her other friends." Hisaaki said.
"Kakaroto? The Saiyajin that was sent to Earth as a baby?" The younger man asked.
"That's him. He's still alive. He's the one that beat Frieza, remember. I heard about it shortly after it happened," Hisaaki said. "That's why we have to find her. We need her power to take over the Universe. Once she's done that, there's no reason to keep her around."
"What makes you think you can dispose of her after she's served our purpose?" The younger man asked.
"Trust me." He said, an evil smirk spread across his lips. He thought back to the day they had gotten rid of her mother. He thought back to the fun they had had with her and his smile only grew.
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All right, that's all for now… kinda left you hangin ne? Didn't mean to… I just recently separated this into chapters so I don't really have many cliffhangers… I wrote this a LONG time ago and only have a few pages after this so I'll wait and see what kinda response I get before I update it… I KNOW it's not very good… demo, maybe it'll be better since my writing skills have improved since I started this *smiles weakly* Demo, I won't expect too much of a response… I had this posted on my old website, it's not on my new one although I'm going to post it some time, dunno when, though. So some of you may have already read it, not too many I'm sure though… Well, email me at
