Chapter Five-Shifting Emotions
Six months had passed.
Six months since Bulma and ChiChi had been almost reborn it seemed.
Things were fine with their new lives. They were alive to live them at any means. Everyday Bulma and Minsa would tend to Vegeta, and then Minsa and Vegeta would go spar. On the days that Bardock was off on missions, ChiChi and Bulma would go down into the market. If not Bulma would work on her computer. Then later that night Bulma and Minsa, and ChiChi if Bardock was off on missions would go out.
However there was still an empty space in their lives that was obvious, every day ChiChi would ask if Minsa had seen Goku, Gohan and the others, even though she knew that Minsa couldn't go very often at the risk of revealing that she was helping prisoners and slaves.
Everyone was slowly adjusting, even Bardock and Vegeta, who seemed to try and stay out of the girls' ways as much as possible.
However one morning, Misna was called down to the throne room and Vegeta and Bulma were left alone together. Neither of them said anything, as they never talked to each other, only to Minsa.
Bulma stirred the food around on her plate, again, and again, and again...
"Would you stop that?" Vegeta growled.
"What? This?" Bulma asked and started to stir faster, and grinding the fork against the plate so that it made a screechy noise.
Vegeta touched his ears gently, before grabbing the fork and snapping it in two.
"Now how am I supposed to eat?" Bulma asked.
"I don't care. Stick your face in the plate." Vegeta answered.
Bulma glared at him and leaned across the tiny table and grabbed his fork and then started to stir it in her food again. This time Vegeta leaned across the table to get his fork back, but Bulma jumped out of his way, but tumbled off her chair. At the last moment she grabbed the table and it tumbled down on top of her. Vegeta smirked at her, as he stood up and looked down at her covered in food. However she grinned, and then held up the fork, which was covered in food, and then flung it at Vegeta. It hit him right on the nose. He growled and then dove for the fork.
Soon Bulma and Vegeta were wrestling on the food covered floor trying to wrench the fork out of each other's hands.
Ten minutes later the door swung open and Minsa walked in. She stood in the doorway, for a minute, her mouth nearly hitting the floor.
"Prince Vegeta!"
Vegeta sprung up from the floor as though he had sat on a tack.
"Uh...L-Lady Minsa..." Vegeta mumbled brushing off the food on his clothes.
Minsa shook her head and shut the door.
"I don't want to know..." Minsa muttered to herself as she looked at Bulma's and Vegeta's filthy clothes.
"What did they want you for?" Vegeta asked desperately trying to get off the subject of their dirty clothes and the rug.
Minsa's face suddenly dropped, and was hidden by her long green hair.
Vegeta and Bulma froze, knowing something was wrong with that gesture immediately.
"M-Minsa? What's wrong?" Bulma asked quietly.
Minsa held out a shaking hand to Vegeta, that was revealed to be holding a piece of parchment. Vegeta blinked at it for a moment, before grabbing it and ripping it open.
He read quickly.
"Dear Lady Minsa,
Due to the fact that Prince Vegeta know has a permenant slave, and will be better off sparring with other male Saiyans, you have been moved, due to Lord Riroku's request, to training and prisoner preminsce.
-King Vegeta of the Planet Vegeta"
Vegeta snarled at seeing this, but after seeing his father's name at the bottom he knew that nothing could be done. Minsa knew this too, after all the Prince couldn't question the King, until he surpassed him in power or killed him.
Bulma felt her eyes fill with tears as she read the letter, know what was she doing to do? She couldn't stay her alone, not with Vegeta. Minsa had left then alone for hardly over fifteen minutes, and the two of them had already managed to trash the place.
'Oh Kami, please save me from the wraith of Vegeta...' Bulma prayed silently.
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ChiChi sat silently in the room that Bardock had given her six months ago studying one of the books. She was finally begining to be able to read most of the Saiyan language, and that she was grateful for. She could know read the numerous volumes of dusty books that lay in her room. She read quietly, as Bardock had to go out to attend to some matter, as she let lunch cook.
Suddenly she heard the door swung open, and her head popped up.
'Wow, that was quick. Bardock said he'd be gone for awhile... oh darn, he said he wanted lunch when he was back, but it won't be done for another hour...'
ChiChi unfolded her legs, and put the book down to go inform Bardock of this, but when she went into the kitchen, it wasn't Bardock who sat at the table.
"R-Raditz... Bardock is out right now..." ChiChi stammered.
Bardock and her might be able to stay in the same room without trying to kill each other, but Raditz was another story completly.
"Well that's why I came of course. Because my father isn't home, in fact I came to see you ChiChi." Raditz, said rising from the table.
ChiChi backed up slowly, grabbing a frying pan beneath her fingers.
"W-What do you want?" ChiChi asked, tightening her grip on the pan.
Raditz was across the room in a moment, and pinning her down.,
"You see, there's something I don't understand... Why would my father need a slave after all these years? I mean from the looks of it you spend most of your time with that other slave, Bulma, and Lady Minsa, which makes me think that you need to be put to some new work..."
"Please leave." ChiChi said firmly, not trying to show how terrified she really was.
Raditz shook his head. ChiChi suddenly raised the pan and was about to bring it down on top of Raditz's head, when she found both of her wrist being restrained by one large powerful one. Raditz looked down at her and smirked.
"Now what are you going to do?" he asked, as he leaned closer to her.
ChiChi begun to struggle against him, but of course she didn't stand a chance, he was much more physically stronger then her.
"Raditz..." a voice from the doorway floated into them.
Both Raditz and ChiChi spun to see Bardock.
ChiChi felt almost as if she was about to burst into tears from happiness.
Raditz immediately released ChiChi and went to the door where his father stood.
"Now Raditz, tell where your honor, much more to the point, where your reason is for forcing yourself on a slave?!"
Raditz said nothing, but quickly left the house.
"Are you ok?" Bardock asked turning to her.
ChiChi nodded, still slightly numb with shock.
Bardock picked up the frying pan from where Raditz had pryed it from ChiChi's hands.
"Nice choice of weapon."
Author's Note: I know this was a short chapter, but oh well… Wow, close call with ChiChi, and now what is Bulma going to do now that she's stuck alone with Vegeta? And why does Riroku keep bugging poor Minsa? Mwahahaha! You'll just have to keep reading! Email me to review or join my mailing list at vegetaztwin@hotmail.com or just review!