Chapter Fourteen-
Minsa woke in Riroku's room.
"Bloody hell Riroku! Have you gone crazy?!" Minsa yelled, sprining up.
Riroku shook his head.
"Minsa I'm just trying to get you where you belong, you remember your past, don't you?"
Minsa felt herself being knocked out again, but she thought vaguely.
'Of course I remember...'
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The day dawned early and clear, and the ship was sent out, quickly. The princess was asleep next to the guard that had been chosen, though her escort was barely older then her. The two of them were the best of friends however, and the King was certain that he would risk his life to save the small princess of the Rinji-kis.
They were going to the Planet Vegeta, after their own King had agreed that their Prince, who was the same age, should be betroved to someone outside of their own race. It was a rare thing for a Saiyan to do that, however the Rinji-kis's race had valuable fighting techinques, that the Saiyan Royal Family would have if they mated with Rinji-kis.
"Are we almost there?" the princess asked, pressing her hands against the tiny window.
Her friend laughed.
"Really, my lady, you are most impatient."
"No. I just want to meet the Prince! What if he's awful? Father will still make me marry him..." the princess said, reflecting.
"Such words coming from a ten year old."
The princess bounced back across the ship.
"Are you going to get married when we go back?" she asked, curiously.
"Not yet. I'm too young for a common soldier."
"But you must have tons of girls that love you! You're so friendly, and not bad looking either."
Her escort laughed harder, he was only twelve. Much too young for a soldier to marry.
"Go sit down, lady. We're almost there."
When they arrived on the Planet Vegeta, they were immediately met by the King Vegeta, and the smaller Prince Vegeta.
The Prince looked farely annoyed, but who could blame a ten year old for not wanting to think of marriage?
The princess and her escort were led into the palace, and accomdated.
"The Prince Vegeta didn't look too happy." the princess said, worrying.
"Don't my lady, he will have to warm up to you tonight." her escort said, patiently getting their things off the ship.
The princess nodded, and slipped quietly back into her room to prepare for the ball that night.
Even her best friend was astounded by the transformation that had taken place in the tiny princess. She no longer looked like a ten-year old, but much older.
The two went down into the dining room to eat. The dinner was only to be, the Princess, with King Vegeta, and Prince Vegeta, but her escort had to take her of course.
"Don't be nervous." he whispered to her.
"I'm not."
"Well don't be rude then."
The Princess gave him a mischevious smile before hurrying into the hall.
The Princess was seated next to Prince Vegeta, despite the fact that the Prince didn't look too happy.
The three ate in silence, until the King departed to the ball, leaving the Prince and the Princess in the hall alone, except for servants.
"So I'm supposed to marry you?" Prince Vegeta said, with a hint of dislike.
"Not my fault, don't blame me. Our parents did arrange the marriage." the princess pointed out.
"True. Can you even fight?"
"Of course I can! How dare you dishonor me like that?"
The Prince smirked.
"Good at least you know how to speak. Some of those other baka onnas don't say a single word."
The Princess shrugged.
"Sir, your father has requested that the young princess and yourself hurry to the ball." a servant said, bowing respectfully.
Prince Vegeta nodded, and stood, offering his arm to the Princess. She giggled and took it, as the Prince rolled his eyes.
The two quickly departed into the ballroom, where they were forced to dance for awhile.
"Let's get out of here." Prince Vegeta whispered to her, so that his father wouldn't hear.
The two of them crept out into a garden that was dimly lit with a fountain in the center.
"So, you say you can fight. Let's spar."
"But I'm wearing a dress!"
Prince Vegeta looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Don't you have any sparring clothes?"
"Well, yes, but they're in my room."
Prince Vegeta smirked, and flew off quickly.
"I can't believe him! If he's caught in my room, he'll be in so much trouble!" the princess said out loud.
However the Prince returned with one of her fighting outfits, though she was quite surprised by which one. It was a black body suit, with gold sparkles that run along it.
"Don't you dare peek!" she said, as she quickly got changed behind bushes.
Prince Vegeta scowled, but waited for his sparring partner to emerge.
When she did, he got into a fighting stance.
"Prepare to fight the strongest and Prince of all Saiyans!"
"Well I'm the strongest and Princess of all Rinji-kis!"
The two set into a rapid pace, and sparred through out the night.
The next morning, the princess woke, lying on the grass in the garden. She quickly gathered up her dress, and kicked the Prince awake. Both of them had fallen asleep after sparring, not having the strength to go back inside.
The Prince groaned and then scampered up at seeing it was day. The two of them hurried back inside to their rooms.
Just as she excepted, her escort was pacing the room, waiting for her.
"Where have you been my lady?"
"I was out sparring with Prince Vegeta." the princess said, stifling a yawn.
"Princess, I have awful news."
The Princess's head snapped up, her escort's voice was quavering. Someting it rarely did.
"What's wrong?"
"Our planet was destroyed last night."
The Princess fell backwards.
"W-..H-How?!"
"They saw that Frieza's men came late yesterday, and destroyed it. We are the only two survivors so far."
The Princess cried long and hard into the arms of her escort, who was also crying she realized.
An hour later there was a knock at their door. A servant bowed as her escort got the door.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, but the King has requested both your presences."
Her escort nodded, and the servant scampered off.
The princess got up, still wearing her sparring suit.
The two of them set off towards the Royal chambers.
The King nodded as the two of them came in.
"It has come to my attention that your planet was destroyed last night, and that it is up to me to decide your fate. I have no reason for my son to take a bride of a dead race. So you, Princess, will become a personal slave to the Prince. Your escort shall become a soldier for this planet. Be moved out of your room in an hour."
The two went back to their room, slightly dazed.
The Princess hugged her escort one last time.
"Thank you Riroku. I will forever remember you."
"My Princess Minsa, you will always be my Princess. I will never bow down to these Saiyans."
"Don't risk it for my sake. We do belong to them now..."
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Vegeta stopped talking after explaining the story to Bulma. She was crying, and was looking shocked.
"Listen onna... don't tell Minsa I told you this. She doesn't like to think of it." he paused for a moment.
"Did you love Minsa?" Bulma asked quietly.
Vegeta snorted.
"I was ten. And no... I never loved Minsa. I love you though onna, with all my heart. And I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you."
Bulma looked up into his eyes from where she was laying on him. However Vegeta quickly changed his mood.
"You know the plan?" he asked.
Bulma nodded.
"ChiChi and I will go with Bardock to Minsa' ship, while you and Minsa take Goku and the others."
Vegeta nodded, and then stood.
"We better get going..."
Author's Note: Isn't that sad? Well... now everyone knows Minsa's past. And come on, you can't hate Riroku in that chappie can you? Well... the hatred against him is pretty strong right now, lol. Oh well.. I think this story is almost over, maybe only fifteen or sixteen chappies. *sniff* I don't think I'm going to get 100 reviews, lol. Please Review! ^_^()