Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ...
AN: Sorry, i have not finished this chapter yet, but this is what I have so far...check back in about 2 days for part B. I am not sure if I am going to have Bulma in this story, I may, but then I am going to make a new story, like an optional choice, if your more of the B/V fan, i prefer CC/G myself. So please keep the reviews comming. I ws amazed to see so many so soon! Thank you all, you have no idea how happy that makes me!
Thankyou Blossom! Senaca! and divagirl_1! And thankyou Polka DOt! I loved the reviews, and there was one more who was anonymous. Thanks for the reviews! This is for you!
I heard Angels on the Steps
Chapter 3 Part A
It shall glow
Goku walked on,, aware of the small frail woman following behind him. There was so much that he had wanted to tll her, and although he had only known her for such a short period of time, he was falling in love with her. And that was something that could not be helped, for that was not his doing. They were coming to the staircase and Goku glared at all the figurines that lined the rails. As he walked down the steps, he grasped any figure that had moved and tossed it down the stairs, where they remained motionless. He turned to look at her, to see her reaction to all that was going on. Wooden figures staring at her, a new home, awakening in a bed that was not her own...how had all this affected her?
As he looked at her, she smiled. He could feel his stomach begin to feel light and airy. He hadn't ever experienced the sensation before. But he knew what it had meant. They reached the end of the steps and turned left on the marbled floor, in the direction of the gigantic dinner room. As they neared they could hear music flooding the halls, traveling in the air and into their ears. It was a sweet melody that goku had heard many years ago, a tune special to him. He smiled in the memory of the battles that he had fought in, and the places he had traveled, and all the things that he had seen that no other had ever laid eyes upon. But that was before he had met Vegeta. He was like him, alien to this planet. But Vegeta had known of his place of origin, Goku had not.
The doors to the dinner hall opened and they stepped through, a wave of smlls overcame them. Some of breads in the oven, some of meats turning over a fire, and others of spices. Chi-Chi looked around at the large room, seeing that it was not the kitchen, but a dinner room. She had been so hopeful to cook. But she wasn't about to disagree with someone cooking for her.
"KAKAROTT!" The doors slammed open and Vegeta stomped through them. He spotted the girl and looked her over. "Is this her?"
"Am I who?" Chi-Chi had decided to speak for herself.
"The girl, my servant. I made a deal with her father!"
"I am that girl."
Vegeta needed to hear no more. He walked to her, and grabbed her arm roughly, shoving her to the floor. "Then come with me wench!" Gokus blood was boiling. He was sick of the way he treated his servats. And he always asked where they were, and he only said "they don't last long do they?" as if they were dirt. "She is NOT going anywhere until I say that she is!" Gokus eyes flashed to a teal color, then back to black. A shock of lightning and pure energy flicked across them. Too fast to be seen by Chi-Chi, but it did not go unnoticed by Vegeta. "And why not? She is my SERVANT! She works for ME! NOT for you!"
"She only works for you because she was forced! She didn't have a choice in the matter! She wasn't BORN WHEN THE DEAL WAS MADE! but then again...you did make the deal, and her father did agree. But if i see you laying one harmful hand on her, i sware apon my grave that i will hunt you and kill you."
Vegeta only snorted and walked away. "Let me know when she is ready." was his only remark before the door slammed behind him. Goku looked at her and helped her off of the floor. "You still hungry?"
"Sort of, well yes. I am. What is there to eat?" She seemed a bit shaken, but she would calm down, and eventually she would get used to the way that things went. "Anything that you want. You name it, and I'll make it." He smiled.
"You'll make it? I thought, don't you have servants?"
"No. I prefer to do things myself." He smiled again, and she shivered. "Cold? How about I make you something to warm you up. Anything in specific? I promise that i won't poison you." He chuckled a little, and so did she.
"Anything will be fine thank you." She wrapped her arms around herself in an effort to keep herself warm.
"Come sit down. Here." She sat down and he handed hr a blanket.
"It's cold." She looked at him, as if asking for warmth. He smiled and his body started to glow white. then gold until the blanket was enveloped in the golden streams. He handed it back to her. "This will forever be warm, and it shall glow until my death."
AN: Sorry, i have not finished this chapter yet, but this is what I have so far...check back in about 2 days for part B. I am not sure if I am going to have Bulma in this story, I may, but then I am going to make a new story, like an optional choice, if your more of the B/V fan, i prefer CC/G myself. So please keep the reviews comming. I ws amazed to see so many so soon! Thank you all, you have no idea how happy that makes me!
Thankyou Blossom! Senaca! and divagirl_1! And thankyou Polka DOt! I loved the reviews, and there was one more who was anonymous. Thanks for the reviews! This is for you!
I heard Angels on the Steps
Chapter 3 Part A
It shall glow
Goku walked on,, aware of the small frail woman following behind him. There was so much that he had wanted to tll her, and although he had only known her for such a short period of time, he was falling in love with her. And that was something that could not be helped, for that was not his doing. They were coming to the staircase and Goku glared at all the figurines that lined the rails. As he walked down the steps, he grasped any figure that had moved and tossed it down the stairs, where they remained motionless. He turned to look at her, to see her reaction to all that was going on. Wooden figures staring at her, a new home, awakening in a bed that was not her own...how had all this affected her?
As he looked at her, she smiled. He could feel his stomach begin to feel light and airy. He hadn't ever experienced the sensation before. But he knew what it had meant. They reached the end of the steps and turned left on the marbled floor, in the direction of the gigantic dinner room. As they neared they could hear music flooding the halls, traveling in the air and into their ears. It was a sweet melody that goku had heard many years ago, a tune special to him. He smiled in the memory of the battles that he had fought in, and the places he had traveled, and all the things that he had seen that no other had ever laid eyes upon. But that was before he had met Vegeta. He was like him, alien to this planet. But Vegeta had known of his place of origin, Goku had not.
The doors to the dinner hall opened and they stepped through, a wave of smlls overcame them. Some of breads in the oven, some of meats turning over a fire, and others of spices. Chi-Chi looked around at the large room, seeing that it was not the kitchen, but a dinner room. She had been so hopeful to cook. But she wasn't about to disagree with someone cooking for her.
"KAKAROTT!" The doors slammed open and Vegeta stomped through them. He spotted the girl and looked her over. "Is this her?"
"Am I who?" Chi-Chi had decided to speak for herself.
"The girl, my servant. I made a deal with her father!"
"I am that girl."
Vegeta needed to hear no more. He walked to her, and grabbed her arm roughly, shoving her to the floor. "Then come with me wench!" Gokus blood was boiling. He was sick of the way he treated his servats. And he always asked where they were, and he only said "they don't last long do they?" as if they were dirt. "She is NOT going anywhere until I say that she is!" Gokus eyes flashed to a teal color, then back to black. A shock of lightning and pure energy flicked across them. Too fast to be seen by Chi-Chi, but it did not go unnoticed by Vegeta. "And why not? She is my SERVANT! She works for ME! NOT for you!"
"She only works for you because she was forced! She didn't have a choice in the matter! She wasn't BORN WHEN THE DEAL WAS MADE! but then again...you did make the deal, and her father did agree. But if i see you laying one harmful hand on her, i sware apon my grave that i will hunt you and kill you."
Vegeta only snorted and walked away. "Let me know when she is ready." was his only remark before the door slammed behind him. Goku looked at her and helped her off of the floor. "You still hungry?"
"Sort of, well yes. I am. What is there to eat?" She seemed a bit shaken, but she would calm down, and eventually she would get used to the way that things went. "Anything that you want. You name it, and I'll make it." He smiled.
"You'll make it? I thought, don't you have servants?"
"No. I prefer to do things myself." He smiled again, and she shivered. "Cold? How about I make you something to warm you up. Anything in specific? I promise that i won't poison you." He chuckled a little, and so did she.
"Anything will be fine thank you." She wrapped her arms around herself in an effort to keep herself warm.
"Come sit down. Here." She sat down and he handed hr a blanket.
"It's cold." She looked at him, as if asking for warmth. He smiled and his body started to glow white. then gold until the blanket was enveloped in the golden streams. He handed it back to her. "This will forever be warm, and it shall glow until my death."