Authors Note: Well, here I am again. The last chapter wasn't really
anything so I guess that's why it's called a prologue. Well I don't have
anything else to say so enjoy.
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own it :: wipes tear away :: though I can dream I did right? :: looks around hopefully :: right? Fine just don't sue * pouts * damn.
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Some Day
15 years later (Hm, looks like a little time passed. Okay, fine a lot!)
A young woman with blue hair, eyes like the ocean and a blue tail lazily swaying in the air was sitting down in a fairly lit room currently engrossed in a time consuming project. She was so absorbed in her work she didn't even notice the being who entered her room silently.
"Bulma!" The blue haired girl jumped, quickly snapped out of her trance and ceased her work to face the intruder. She looked around quickly and relaxed when she found the owner of the voice. She smiled at the young man she called her brother.
"Hehe… hey Bulma sorry I scared and interrupted you" the young man said with a sheepish smile and a hand behind his head. (Guess who's that? ^_^)
"Oh, it's okay Kakarot. I was almost done anyway. So what's up?" Bulma asked while putting away her materials.
"Well I just came because dad told me he wanted to talk to you."
"Oh really? What about?" Bulma asked wondering what her father wanted to talk about.
"I have no idea," Kakarot answered absently almost inaudibly while looking at Bulma's blue tail sway back and forth a look of absence on his face.
"Oh okay" Bulma said noticing Kakarot looking at her tail. She suddenly stopped it and wrapped it tightly around her waist with a growl. Kakarot came back to himself quickly giving Bulma a sheepish smile.
"Sorry Bulma." She sighed. She didn't like it when people looked at her tail. She despised the fact that she was different. She always tried to fit in and just be the same as everyone else. But it was difficult. Everybody always gaped at her and made comments about her appearance. Girls always detested her because of her abnormalities. They often teased her and made snide comments. Though deep inside she knew they were also so cruel because they were jealous. They were jealous because to the opposite sex she was exotic and appealing. It also didn't help that she had the body of a goddess. To her life was just not fair. She quickly snapped out of it when she realized Kakarot was looking at her intently.
"Oh okay. Thanks Kakarot." With that she left her room in the back of the house in search of her father. She entered the small house she, her father and Kakarot lived in. Her older brother Radditz didn't live with them anymore. He had moved out when he found a mate and her mother died a short time after giving birth to Kakarot. She looked around the small living room and quickly found her father sitting by the window staring outside intently at nothing. She coughed to get his attention.
"Yes Bulma I know you're there no need to announce your presence." Bardock said while still staring out the window. Bulma blushed in embarrassment forgetting her father was one of the few saiyajins who knew how to sense ki without a scouter.
"Oh, yeah sorry. I just came because Kakarot told me you wanted to speak with me." Bardock stood and faced her, a thoughtful look on his face.
"Bulma you are aware of saiyajin customs correct?"
"Of course father. I'm not some ignorant fool who isn't even aware of her own culture and the ways of her people." She said a bit irked at the lack of her father's confidence in her intellect. Bardock noticed Bulma's annoyance at his question and decided to calm her down knowing his daughters lack of patience and her short temper. He also knew Bulma was bright. Heck, she was the brightest person he knew and would probably be an elite if their society ranked by intellect not strength. She would always be a third class unless she mated with a higher class then probably her rank would ascend. He quickly dismissed his thoughts agitated that he was getting of track. He quickly recalled why he asked her that question.
"Well Bulma since you know all the customs I'm certain you know about mating and the mating ritual correct?"
"Um… yes father why do you ask?" She answered suddenly feeling a bit uncomfortable.
"Because Bulma you are almost going to become of age and that means you will have to choose a mate. I'm just warning you so you can prepare yourself and make the correct decision." He looked at her to see her expression. She was just standing there looking at him as if he had just told her they breathed oxygen.
"Oh okay father. Is that all you wanted to talk about?" Bulma asked with not much interest in her voice.
"Yes. You may leave and continue your prior activity." With that he dismissed her and walked away with a frown on his face. Why is she acting like mating means nothing? It is one of the few events saiyajins care and take pride in. I just hope she doesn't refuse to mate or something absurd like that. She was always different from all saiyajins. Not only because of her appearance but her actions and intentions were different. She not only depended on strength but also relied on her mind. She always surpassed saiyajin her age in that category. She wasn't weak but she could ascend in strength if she did what every saiyajin did and trained. No, she preferred to lock herself in her room and avoid the world as much as she could. She would stay in that room for hours testing her mind with her work and inventions. Well, she is her own person and has the right to do what she wants with her life. He sighed. Oh well, I could have had worse. At least she has something in her head unlike my son Kakarot. All that boy has in his head is… now that I think about it he probably has nothing. He chuckled and left the house to train.
After Bulma watched her father walk away, chuckle and leave she began to think about what he said. So what, I'm going to become of age. What's the big deal? Just because I'm turning of age doesn't mean I have to stop my life and worry about finding a mate and mating. I mean I'm the one who has the right to choose when I mate not my age or the saiyajin customs. There, it's settled. I'll worry about mating when I feel I'm ready to. With that settled Bulma went back to her room and continued to work on her inventions.
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Author's Note: Okay, again this chapter was uneventful but it did explain some things and it opened up other events. Be sure to review and of course constructive criticism is welcomed. You know reviews make an author feel good ^_^ (hint, hint). Well again review and let me know what you think about the story. I guess you won't hear from me until the next chapter so bye.
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own it :: wipes tear away :: though I can dream I did right? :: looks around hopefully :: right? Fine just don't sue * pouts * damn.
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Some Day
15 years later (Hm, looks like a little time passed. Okay, fine a lot!)
A young woman with blue hair, eyes like the ocean and a blue tail lazily swaying in the air was sitting down in a fairly lit room currently engrossed in a time consuming project. She was so absorbed in her work she didn't even notice the being who entered her room silently.
"Bulma!" The blue haired girl jumped, quickly snapped out of her trance and ceased her work to face the intruder. She looked around quickly and relaxed when she found the owner of the voice. She smiled at the young man she called her brother.
"Hehe… hey Bulma sorry I scared and interrupted you" the young man said with a sheepish smile and a hand behind his head. (Guess who's that? ^_^)
"Oh, it's okay Kakarot. I was almost done anyway. So what's up?" Bulma asked while putting away her materials.
"Well I just came because dad told me he wanted to talk to you."
"Oh really? What about?" Bulma asked wondering what her father wanted to talk about.
"I have no idea," Kakarot answered absently almost inaudibly while looking at Bulma's blue tail sway back and forth a look of absence on his face.
"Oh okay" Bulma said noticing Kakarot looking at her tail. She suddenly stopped it and wrapped it tightly around her waist with a growl. Kakarot came back to himself quickly giving Bulma a sheepish smile.
"Sorry Bulma." She sighed. She didn't like it when people looked at her tail. She despised the fact that she was different. She always tried to fit in and just be the same as everyone else. But it was difficult. Everybody always gaped at her and made comments about her appearance. Girls always detested her because of her abnormalities. They often teased her and made snide comments. Though deep inside she knew they were also so cruel because they were jealous. They were jealous because to the opposite sex she was exotic and appealing. It also didn't help that she had the body of a goddess. To her life was just not fair. She quickly snapped out of it when she realized Kakarot was looking at her intently.
"Oh okay. Thanks Kakarot." With that she left her room in the back of the house in search of her father. She entered the small house she, her father and Kakarot lived in. Her older brother Radditz didn't live with them anymore. He had moved out when he found a mate and her mother died a short time after giving birth to Kakarot. She looked around the small living room and quickly found her father sitting by the window staring outside intently at nothing. She coughed to get his attention.
"Yes Bulma I know you're there no need to announce your presence." Bardock said while still staring out the window. Bulma blushed in embarrassment forgetting her father was one of the few saiyajins who knew how to sense ki without a scouter.
"Oh, yeah sorry. I just came because Kakarot told me you wanted to speak with me." Bardock stood and faced her, a thoughtful look on his face.
"Bulma you are aware of saiyajin customs correct?"
"Of course father. I'm not some ignorant fool who isn't even aware of her own culture and the ways of her people." She said a bit irked at the lack of her father's confidence in her intellect. Bardock noticed Bulma's annoyance at his question and decided to calm her down knowing his daughters lack of patience and her short temper. He also knew Bulma was bright. Heck, she was the brightest person he knew and would probably be an elite if their society ranked by intellect not strength. She would always be a third class unless she mated with a higher class then probably her rank would ascend. He quickly dismissed his thoughts agitated that he was getting of track. He quickly recalled why he asked her that question.
"Well Bulma since you know all the customs I'm certain you know about mating and the mating ritual correct?"
"Um… yes father why do you ask?" She answered suddenly feeling a bit uncomfortable.
"Because Bulma you are almost going to become of age and that means you will have to choose a mate. I'm just warning you so you can prepare yourself and make the correct decision." He looked at her to see her expression. She was just standing there looking at him as if he had just told her they breathed oxygen.
"Oh okay father. Is that all you wanted to talk about?" Bulma asked with not much interest in her voice.
"Yes. You may leave and continue your prior activity." With that he dismissed her and walked away with a frown on his face. Why is she acting like mating means nothing? It is one of the few events saiyajins care and take pride in. I just hope she doesn't refuse to mate or something absurd like that. She was always different from all saiyajins. Not only because of her appearance but her actions and intentions were different. She not only depended on strength but also relied on her mind. She always surpassed saiyajin her age in that category. She wasn't weak but she could ascend in strength if she did what every saiyajin did and trained. No, she preferred to lock herself in her room and avoid the world as much as she could. She would stay in that room for hours testing her mind with her work and inventions. Well, she is her own person and has the right to do what she wants with her life. He sighed. Oh well, I could have had worse. At least she has something in her head unlike my son Kakarot. All that boy has in his head is… now that I think about it he probably has nothing. He chuckled and left the house to train.
After Bulma watched her father walk away, chuckle and leave she began to think about what he said. So what, I'm going to become of age. What's the big deal? Just because I'm turning of age doesn't mean I have to stop my life and worry about finding a mate and mating. I mean I'm the one who has the right to choose when I mate not my age or the saiyajin customs. There, it's settled. I'll worry about mating when I feel I'm ready to. With that settled Bulma went back to her room and continued to work on her inventions.
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Author's Note: Okay, again this chapter was uneventful but it did explain some things and it opened up other events. Be sure to review and of course constructive criticism is welcomed. You know reviews make an author feel good ^_^ (hint, hint). Well again review and let me know what you think about the story. I guess you won't hear from me until the next chapter so bye.