A/N: Hiya! Once again, here I am. I'm glad that I got the last chapter up
and running b/c I didn't think that I could finish it. Oh well...I hope you
enjoy this chapter in it they meet in ballroom for what? Bulma and Vegeta
have a sort of fight in this one, so sorry if they're not together yet for
you people! Anywho, I hope you will enjoy this chapter! You're just gonna
have to read it! Please R&R!!!
Tournament for Queen
Bulma's drapery surrounding her bed that was big enough to fit 12 people opened and Sheryl let her head pop in. Bulma covered her face with her comfy blanket.
"Waky, waky (A/N: I hate it when my mom does that to get me up for church!!)" Sheryl said causing Bulma to answer.
"5 more minutes!" she replied from under the covers. (A/N: I do that all the time! I hate waking up, if I had it my way school wouldn't start till like 3pm and then end at like 3pm so technically you're not really going to school. oh well back to the story!)
Sheryl tossed the covers off her and pulled Bulma out of bed. Just as Bulma opened her eyes she glanced at the side clock which read in red electronic numbers 6:43 am. Her eyes shot open and she jumped practically over Sheryl and rushed to the bathroom. Sheryl was already dressed and ready to go, after countless times to wake Bulma up, she gave up after while.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP?" Bulma yelled from the bathroom her mouth full of toothpaste. Sheryl chuckled and rolled her eyes.
"I tried. You sleep like a rock, Bulma. It wouldn't have helped you very much if I had pour water on you now would it? You'd just be yelling at me for that." Sheryl explained and messed with the hem of her dress. Bulma darted into the shower washing her hair and hopped out and pulled on a shower robe. She quickly dried her hair that ended up in flowing curls naturally. She pulled two front parts back and fitted them with a clasp. She looked at her reflection and noticed that she really didn't need make- up. Her complection was perfect. She grinned then rushed out to the room and search for an outfit through her clothes.
"Bulma..." Sheryl said catching her attention to point at the dress hanging on her dresser door. Bulma ran to it, took it from the hanger, and put it on, all in all admiring it's beauty.
It was a black strapless gown that hugged her form nicely showing off her very feminine curves, it was made of the purest silk, and down the back it was v-shaped cutting about an inch before her "lower lower" back. Her shoes were black strapped shoes that were complicated to get on, for Sheryl had to help her. As Bulma and Sheryl looked at their reflections in the large mirror they gasped. Bulma's hair, after she had redone it a couple of times, was up in a bun with curls hanging down all around, most of which were framing her face. Sheryl's outfit, well that was completely different. Sheryl wore a skirt that went to her knees with a white blouse. Her purple hair was down and straight as always with two braids coming down every once in a while all around. Her shoes were slip on 1/2" heels that were black. Once they had finished freshing themselves up they heard a knock at their door. Sheryl rushed to see who it was.
"Yes?" Sheryl asked the strange man in front of her.
"Yes, I was wondering if you could help me find...Ms. Charlotte Demandez's room is?" he asked.
"Why do you need her?" Sheryl was just so curious as to ask. The man studdered and blushed, but proceeded to keep his cool.
"I-I am to es-escort her to the ballroom, mi-ss." he answered. Sheryl raised an eyebrow at his reaction to her question but just pointed down the hallway.
"3 doors down (A/N: does anyone else know that band? I think they're from England, but I love them they came to the BIG SPRING JAM here and I got their autograph! Sorry off the subject, if you're slow the band is 3 Doors Down!) to your left." Sheryl said. The man nodded his head in thanks and walked down the hallway. Sheryl rolled her eyes and closed the door. Only to open it again when Bulma came to the door ready to go.
"Who was it?" she asked.
"Some idiot asking directions to Charlotte's room." Sheryl answered as they closed the door and proceeded down the hall to the ballroom.
"Oh. I wonder what we're doing? Why do we have to dress up? I never dress up! I feel like Barbie!" Bulma replied then started to complain.
"Barbie? Who's that?" Sheryl asked.
"Oh, it's a really pretty fancy doll at Earth that you dress up. It's a play toy. She always dresses up and always looks pretty no matter what." Bulma said as they passed random guards who wistled at them.
"Oh. Oh well, I still don't know what we're going to do, but whatever it is I'm sure it has to deal with a party." Sheryl answered. Bulma looked at her quzzically.
"A party? At 7am? That's rediculous! Why would anyone have a party at 7am?!" Bulma questioned outraged in laughter. They finally reached the ballroom and heard music and lots of talking coming from it. The doors opened for them and they walked into a party.
"Hey, I told you it was a party! There must be over 4,000 people here! This is amazing..." Sheryl replied awed by the party and the people. Bulma looked at her surroundings about to embark on her journey when she was pulled by Sheryl.
"What?" Bulma asked.
"Look at Charlotte. That dress couldn't fit a mouse let alone her!" Sheryl said pointing over to where Charlotte and Stacy stand. Charlotte was wearing the shortest dress imaginible! It was cremy white with sparkles all over it and it ended about right after her "lower lower lower" back. It was supported by two flimsy straps that one right then was just hanging off her shoulder begging to break the only thing holding up the dress. Her black unruly hair was down and crimped giving her that slut look even more. Bulma and Sheryl cringed in disgust.
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Charlotte made her way through the crowd, on her way getting pinch by every male in sight, who was then hit by their girlfriends repeatedly, to Vegeta who was leaning against an enormous column that held the ceiling.
"Hello, Prince Vegeta." Charlotte spoke every so seductively. Vegeta looked at her then eyed her up and down.
"You look like a whore." he spat. Charlotte took in a breath.
"No, I look like a goddess." she easily stepped to him resting her hands on his shoulders. "One that could easily tempt you..." she whispered in his ear. Vegeta wasn't fazed a bit. Instead he pushed her away with enough force that made her fall into the next person that was 10 feet away.
"You will never touch or speak to the Prince of all Saiyans that way again, whore!" Vegeta yelled then stomped away leaving a startled crowd and a pissed Charlotte. Stacy came to the rescue and helped Charlotte get to her feet until Charlotte pushed Stacy away and walked off.
Vegeta walked off to a private balcony that wasn't occupied. He leaned on the edge and peered off into the ocean. The mountains in the distance gave it that paradise look though it was far from it. He sighed and continued to stare until he was no longer alone.
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Bulma glanced at all the people in the room. She had already lost Sheryl who was in deep conversation with some guy she probably didn't know, and now she didn't have anyone to talk to. She wandered a bit till she saw a doorway. Being the curious girl she was she decided to go through it. She ended up on a now occupied balcony.
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Vegeta turned to the person and noticed it was that Bulma girl that he seemed fond of all of a sudden. He eyed her up and down and noticed that she was indeed a beauty. She's absolutely beautiful...her eyes, her skin, her hair, her curves, her--AGAIN! DAMMIT! Vegeta thought as she looked him right back and he didn't notice.
"Um...hi." she started hoping to get at least a 2 second conversation out of him. Vegeta just grunted in response. At least I got a response... Bulma thought positively. "I didn't know that you were here, well I didn't really know there was a balcony here in the first place, I just kinda--"
"What exactly do you want, woman?" Vegeta asked seeing as how she interupted his quiet time.
"Just a conversation." she answered quite simply and he eyed her once again.
"What kind of conversation could you possibly offer, to someone of such higher status than you yourself. Oh and just to let you know, you look ugly in that." he replied. Bulma's temper rose.
"Excuse me?! I have you notice that I am a beautiful and brillant woman who can overpower in status even people like you!" she snapped back.
"Yes? Is that true? Is that also why you have so many debts you can't pay off, is that part of your scheme of hiding your true status from us? Or do you just lie to your own Prince and make a complete fool of yourself?" he questioned rather quickly. Bulma glared at him, her temper boiling beyond this point.
"Just because I'm not some yuppy little slutty thing like Charlotte, that makes me totally inferior to you and them? I have you know that I was the smartest and still am the smartest person on Earth and here! Just because I don't whore my way up the status line that makes me the scum of this planet?! Is that what you're saying?" Bulma yelled. Vegeta chuckled slightly. You are brave little one, I give you that. Vegeta thought inwardly.
"You dare to raise your voice to a Prince?" he asked turning back to his original bad-ass self.
"Yes, I do. How dare you raise your voice to a lady?" she asked back quickly. Vegeta was a good 2" taller than her, for which when he stood up right in her face she had to glance upward to reach his onyx eyes. (A/N: Because Of His Onyx Eyes is like one of the best fics I've ever read!! I love it and you should all check it out! Even though it's really long, it's addictive! I love it! Sorry back to story!)
"Yes, I do. Besides your not really a lady, more of a commoner and that makes me wonder, 'Why on Vegetasei is a commoner in this competition in the first place?'" Vegeta spat back. Bulma was furious, tears brimmed her eyelids, but she held them back for she did not want to deminish herself entirely from the Prince and be embarrassed. She glared at him hurtfully.
"Because when it comes down to it, I'm the only one who could reason on this damn planet! If Freezia were to come right now, you'd all be in fighting position ready to fight. Would you think that he might know that you are? No, you wouldn't. And who would be the only person who could build a ki-shield big enough to cover an entire planet that's only 2 cenimeters big? Me! Who would save all your asses? ME! So don't give me this 'Oh why is she here?' shit because I'm not one to be easily broken!" Bulma yelled her tears evaporating from their place. Vegeta smirked.
"You say you can build things?" Vegeta asked totally changing the subject. Bulma's face softened.
"Yes, I can build all sorts of things." Bulma replied her temper calming completely as if the last few seconds never happened.
"What type things?" he questioned.
"Oh...um..ki-shields, GRs, swords, guns, capsules, well everything really." Bulma answered. Vegeta raised an eyebrow.
"GR? What in the name of Kami is a GR?" he asked.
"GR stands for Gravity Room. It's a large room where you can spar, usually only one person can be in it at a time to spar, you can raise the gravity in the room to make training much more difficult and you have sparring bots and a voice activated computer system inside. Basically, I built it to see if someone could beat Freezia." Bulma said.
I could become the Legendary with this device...yes! I'll make her, no force her to make one for me then I could train enough to become the Legendary! And on the plus side, she'll have to come and fix it all the time any--I NEED TO CHILL!! AGAIN WITH THIS SHIT? Vegeta thought mentally smacking himself for the last thought. He turned to Bulma this time with his famous smirk.
"Build me one." he ordered. Bulma stared at him like he was on fire.
"Excuse me? I don't think that insulting me about my status, calling me ugly, talk to me like I'm a whore, and now you want me to build you a GR?! Yeah right! After that much, you should be happy I even told you that!" Bulma replied snapatically. Vegeta now held a ki-ball right in front of her face. It started to heat Bulma's face, but she didn't move an inch.
"Build one or die." he threatened. Bulma rolled her eyes.
"I thought you knew all about me. I thought you knew where I live, I live in the worst. Do you not think I have had several ki-balls pointed at my head? Go ahead. I mean it shoot it." Bulma now ordered.
"Are you insane woman?! This will kill you! Build it for me now!" Vegeta ordered for he didn't really want to shoot the ball, he just thought it might scare her.
"I'm serious. Shoot it now!" Bulma commanded. Vegeta closed his eyes tightly, but pulled his hand down and the ki-ball disappeared. Bulma stared with a shocked expression at him. "Why didn't you shoot it?"
"You're not worth my energy." Vegeta answered. Bulma smirked.
"No, I think you were just scared of killing a woman. Well at least trying. See, any other man would do it. So why don't you? Do it. Be a man." she taunted. Vegeta turned back to her and brought his hand back up again and this time let the ki-ball go.
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A/N: HAHA! Oh god, I can just see the expressions on your faces now! I'M SORRY IT'S A CLIFFY! It was just the best place to stop so you will all review or you won't get another chapter, how's that?! j/k! You'll still get chapters...the next one will probably be tomorrow, who knows! Anywho, sorry again about the cliffy, but I really want you to review and then you can read the next chapter! Oh yeah, I didn't really want them to fight but you have to make them fight sometime, and well they do. But in the next few chapters you get to see just how much they eventually start to love each other. So yeah, it'll be a while. This story I plan on making a long one. I don't know. I just want tons of REVIEWS!
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Tournament for Queen
Bulma's drapery surrounding her bed that was big enough to fit 12 people opened and Sheryl let her head pop in. Bulma covered her face with her comfy blanket.
"Waky, waky (A/N: I hate it when my mom does that to get me up for church!!)" Sheryl said causing Bulma to answer.
"5 more minutes!" she replied from under the covers. (A/N: I do that all the time! I hate waking up, if I had it my way school wouldn't start till like 3pm and then end at like 3pm so technically you're not really going to school. oh well back to the story!)
Sheryl tossed the covers off her and pulled Bulma out of bed. Just as Bulma opened her eyes she glanced at the side clock which read in red electronic numbers 6:43 am. Her eyes shot open and she jumped practically over Sheryl and rushed to the bathroom. Sheryl was already dressed and ready to go, after countless times to wake Bulma up, she gave up after while.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP?" Bulma yelled from the bathroom her mouth full of toothpaste. Sheryl chuckled and rolled her eyes.
"I tried. You sleep like a rock, Bulma. It wouldn't have helped you very much if I had pour water on you now would it? You'd just be yelling at me for that." Sheryl explained and messed with the hem of her dress. Bulma darted into the shower washing her hair and hopped out and pulled on a shower robe. She quickly dried her hair that ended up in flowing curls naturally. She pulled two front parts back and fitted them with a clasp. She looked at her reflection and noticed that she really didn't need make- up. Her complection was perfect. She grinned then rushed out to the room and search for an outfit through her clothes.
"Bulma..." Sheryl said catching her attention to point at the dress hanging on her dresser door. Bulma ran to it, took it from the hanger, and put it on, all in all admiring it's beauty.
It was a black strapless gown that hugged her form nicely showing off her very feminine curves, it was made of the purest silk, and down the back it was v-shaped cutting about an inch before her "lower lower" back. Her shoes were black strapped shoes that were complicated to get on, for Sheryl had to help her. As Bulma and Sheryl looked at their reflections in the large mirror they gasped. Bulma's hair, after she had redone it a couple of times, was up in a bun with curls hanging down all around, most of which were framing her face. Sheryl's outfit, well that was completely different. Sheryl wore a skirt that went to her knees with a white blouse. Her purple hair was down and straight as always with two braids coming down every once in a while all around. Her shoes were slip on 1/2" heels that were black. Once they had finished freshing themselves up they heard a knock at their door. Sheryl rushed to see who it was.
"Yes?" Sheryl asked the strange man in front of her.
"Yes, I was wondering if you could help me find...Ms. Charlotte Demandez's room is?" he asked.
"Why do you need her?" Sheryl was just so curious as to ask. The man studdered and blushed, but proceeded to keep his cool.
"I-I am to es-escort her to the ballroom, mi-ss." he answered. Sheryl raised an eyebrow at his reaction to her question but just pointed down the hallway.
"3 doors down (A/N: does anyone else know that band? I think they're from England, but I love them they came to the BIG SPRING JAM here and I got their autograph! Sorry off the subject, if you're slow the band is 3 Doors Down!) to your left." Sheryl said. The man nodded his head in thanks and walked down the hallway. Sheryl rolled her eyes and closed the door. Only to open it again when Bulma came to the door ready to go.
"Who was it?" she asked.
"Some idiot asking directions to Charlotte's room." Sheryl answered as they closed the door and proceeded down the hall to the ballroom.
"Oh. I wonder what we're doing? Why do we have to dress up? I never dress up! I feel like Barbie!" Bulma replied then started to complain.
"Barbie? Who's that?" Sheryl asked.
"Oh, it's a really pretty fancy doll at Earth that you dress up. It's a play toy. She always dresses up and always looks pretty no matter what." Bulma said as they passed random guards who wistled at them.
"Oh. Oh well, I still don't know what we're going to do, but whatever it is I'm sure it has to deal with a party." Sheryl answered. Bulma looked at her quzzically.
"A party? At 7am? That's rediculous! Why would anyone have a party at 7am?!" Bulma questioned outraged in laughter. They finally reached the ballroom and heard music and lots of talking coming from it. The doors opened for them and they walked into a party.
"Hey, I told you it was a party! There must be over 4,000 people here! This is amazing..." Sheryl replied awed by the party and the people. Bulma looked at her surroundings about to embark on her journey when she was pulled by Sheryl.
"What?" Bulma asked.
"Look at Charlotte. That dress couldn't fit a mouse let alone her!" Sheryl said pointing over to where Charlotte and Stacy stand. Charlotte was wearing the shortest dress imaginible! It was cremy white with sparkles all over it and it ended about right after her "lower lower lower" back. It was supported by two flimsy straps that one right then was just hanging off her shoulder begging to break the only thing holding up the dress. Her black unruly hair was down and crimped giving her that slut look even more. Bulma and Sheryl cringed in disgust.
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Charlotte made her way through the crowd, on her way getting pinch by every male in sight, who was then hit by their girlfriends repeatedly, to Vegeta who was leaning against an enormous column that held the ceiling.
"Hello, Prince Vegeta." Charlotte spoke every so seductively. Vegeta looked at her then eyed her up and down.
"You look like a whore." he spat. Charlotte took in a breath.
"No, I look like a goddess." she easily stepped to him resting her hands on his shoulders. "One that could easily tempt you..." she whispered in his ear. Vegeta wasn't fazed a bit. Instead he pushed her away with enough force that made her fall into the next person that was 10 feet away.
"You will never touch or speak to the Prince of all Saiyans that way again, whore!" Vegeta yelled then stomped away leaving a startled crowd and a pissed Charlotte. Stacy came to the rescue and helped Charlotte get to her feet until Charlotte pushed Stacy away and walked off.
Vegeta walked off to a private balcony that wasn't occupied. He leaned on the edge and peered off into the ocean. The mountains in the distance gave it that paradise look though it was far from it. He sighed and continued to stare until he was no longer alone.
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Bulma glanced at all the people in the room. She had already lost Sheryl who was in deep conversation with some guy she probably didn't know, and now she didn't have anyone to talk to. She wandered a bit till she saw a doorway. Being the curious girl she was she decided to go through it. She ended up on a now occupied balcony.
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Vegeta turned to the person and noticed it was that Bulma girl that he seemed fond of all of a sudden. He eyed her up and down and noticed that she was indeed a beauty. She's absolutely beautiful...her eyes, her skin, her hair, her curves, her--AGAIN! DAMMIT! Vegeta thought as she looked him right back and he didn't notice.
"Um...hi." she started hoping to get at least a 2 second conversation out of him. Vegeta just grunted in response. At least I got a response... Bulma thought positively. "I didn't know that you were here, well I didn't really know there was a balcony here in the first place, I just kinda--"
"What exactly do you want, woman?" Vegeta asked seeing as how she interupted his quiet time.
"Just a conversation." she answered quite simply and he eyed her once again.
"What kind of conversation could you possibly offer, to someone of such higher status than you yourself. Oh and just to let you know, you look ugly in that." he replied. Bulma's temper rose.
"Excuse me?! I have you notice that I am a beautiful and brillant woman who can overpower in status even people like you!" she snapped back.
"Yes? Is that true? Is that also why you have so many debts you can't pay off, is that part of your scheme of hiding your true status from us? Or do you just lie to your own Prince and make a complete fool of yourself?" he questioned rather quickly. Bulma glared at him, her temper boiling beyond this point.
"Just because I'm not some yuppy little slutty thing like Charlotte, that makes me totally inferior to you and them? I have you know that I was the smartest and still am the smartest person on Earth and here! Just because I don't whore my way up the status line that makes me the scum of this planet?! Is that what you're saying?" Bulma yelled. Vegeta chuckled slightly. You are brave little one, I give you that. Vegeta thought inwardly.
"You dare to raise your voice to a Prince?" he asked turning back to his original bad-ass self.
"Yes, I do. How dare you raise your voice to a lady?" she asked back quickly. Vegeta was a good 2" taller than her, for which when he stood up right in her face she had to glance upward to reach his onyx eyes. (A/N: Because Of His Onyx Eyes is like one of the best fics I've ever read!! I love it and you should all check it out! Even though it's really long, it's addictive! I love it! Sorry back to story!)
"Yes, I do. Besides your not really a lady, more of a commoner and that makes me wonder, 'Why on Vegetasei is a commoner in this competition in the first place?'" Vegeta spat back. Bulma was furious, tears brimmed her eyelids, but she held them back for she did not want to deminish herself entirely from the Prince and be embarrassed. She glared at him hurtfully.
"Because when it comes down to it, I'm the only one who could reason on this damn planet! If Freezia were to come right now, you'd all be in fighting position ready to fight. Would you think that he might know that you are? No, you wouldn't. And who would be the only person who could build a ki-shield big enough to cover an entire planet that's only 2 cenimeters big? Me! Who would save all your asses? ME! So don't give me this 'Oh why is she here?' shit because I'm not one to be easily broken!" Bulma yelled her tears evaporating from their place. Vegeta smirked.
"You say you can build things?" Vegeta asked totally changing the subject. Bulma's face softened.
"Yes, I can build all sorts of things." Bulma replied her temper calming completely as if the last few seconds never happened.
"What type things?" he questioned.
"Oh...um..ki-shields, GRs, swords, guns, capsules, well everything really." Bulma answered. Vegeta raised an eyebrow.
"GR? What in the name of Kami is a GR?" he asked.
"GR stands for Gravity Room. It's a large room where you can spar, usually only one person can be in it at a time to spar, you can raise the gravity in the room to make training much more difficult and you have sparring bots and a voice activated computer system inside. Basically, I built it to see if someone could beat Freezia." Bulma said.
I could become the Legendary with this device...yes! I'll make her, no force her to make one for me then I could train enough to become the Legendary! And on the plus side, she'll have to come and fix it all the time any--I NEED TO CHILL!! AGAIN WITH THIS SHIT? Vegeta thought mentally smacking himself for the last thought. He turned to Bulma this time with his famous smirk.
"Build me one." he ordered. Bulma stared at him like he was on fire.
"Excuse me? I don't think that insulting me about my status, calling me ugly, talk to me like I'm a whore, and now you want me to build you a GR?! Yeah right! After that much, you should be happy I even told you that!" Bulma replied snapatically. Vegeta now held a ki-ball right in front of her face. It started to heat Bulma's face, but she didn't move an inch.
"Build one or die." he threatened. Bulma rolled her eyes.
"I thought you knew all about me. I thought you knew where I live, I live in the worst. Do you not think I have had several ki-balls pointed at my head? Go ahead. I mean it shoot it." Bulma now ordered.
"Are you insane woman?! This will kill you! Build it for me now!" Vegeta ordered for he didn't really want to shoot the ball, he just thought it might scare her.
"I'm serious. Shoot it now!" Bulma commanded. Vegeta closed his eyes tightly, but pulled his hand down and the ki-ball disappeared. Bulma stared with a shocked expression at him. "Why didn't you shoot it?"
"You're not worth my energy." Vegeta answered. Bulma smirked.
"No, I think you were just scared of killing a woman. Well at least trying. See, any other man would do it. So why don't you? Do it. Be a man." she taunted. Vegeta turned back to her and brought his hand back up again and this time let the ki-ball go.
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A/N: HAHA! Oh god, I can just see the expressions on your faces now! I'M SORRY IT'S A CLIFFY! It was just the best place to stop so you will all review or you won't get another chapter, how's that?! j/k! You'll still get chapters...the next one will probably be tomorrow, who knows! Anywho, sorry again about the cliffy, but I really want you to review and then you can read the next chapter! Oh yeah, I didn't really want them to fight but you have to make them fight sometime, and well they do. But in the next few chapters you get to see just how much they eventually start to love each other. So yeah, it'll be a while. This story I plan on making a long one. I don't know. I just want tons of REVIEWS!
Tell your friends, Tell your family, Tell all your kins, I want at least 25 reviews by when? *everybody yells* BY TODAY!
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