A/N: Shoot! I haven't updated in like a week. Well this chapter will be good.
Vegeta: Humph! I could be training right now instead of listening to you blabber.
Kiawtha: Well Vegeta. If you don't want me making a fool out of you then i would consider you being quiet. Any ways you can train during the story. Ha! Now lets get on with the story before these pore people rout in there chairs.
Chapter 3: Hide and Seek (Never to Be found)
Bulma woke up the next morning and noticed the door slightly cracked.
"Kifanara?" She called 'That's weird I didn't leave the door cracked last night.' Bulma shook her head and got up and peaked out the door. She walked out and started to walk down the hall.
Bulma came across a door and opened it slightly. There she saw a whole bunch of saiyans eating.
'I guess the kitchen is in here.' Bulma walked in and noticed a small boy she had seen yesterday. Yes! She new who it was. It was the prince. She also saw a man with long spiky hair that hung past his waist standing next to him. Probably just a little older than the prince.
Bulma walked over to a man in the front of the room that looked like the cheif.
"Mister. Where is the kitchen?" The man looked down at the small child and laughed.
"What do you want from the kitchen small one?" Bulma looked at him with fire in her eyes, no one was gonna call her small even if she was.
"Well excuse me but it's not my fault I was assigned to kitchen duties. I would surely give the task to you if you want it so badly." Bulma was starting to get annoyed. Her hands were in fists and she was about to hit him when he moved.
"Thank you." She said, non to politely.
As Bulma walked past him she hit the man on the leg. When she walked into the kitchen she saw piles of dishes.
'Uhh! I have to do all this? Well I better get started or I'll never get it done.' Bulma smiled and pulled something out of the only pocket in her dress and sat it down on the counter and it turned into a radio.
Bulma turned it on thinking that this was the only thing that would get a five year old child like herself to do this many dishes.
Bulma started on the dishes and when she had one more dish to do Kifanara walked in and when she saw Bulma she smiled.
"Kiffy!" Bulma squealed and dropped the plate, running over to Kifanara giving her a hug.
"Hello Bulma. I see you have gotten the dishes done." Bulma nodded then walked out of the kitchen and started to wipe down the tables that were unoccupied.
"Kifanara, what are we going to do next?" Bulma turned around and saw that Kifanara was gone. 'That's funny I swear she was just behind me. Oh well.'
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"My king, let my child stay." Kifanara bowed down in front of the king and knew her child would die if she let the king do that.
"Kifanara, you are an Elite warrior and if I let your child stay alive than my son will not get to choose his own mate." Yes, the king did hate the rule of the prince having to marry one of the Elite's children, if there was an Elite girl child, but rules were rules and the only way the king could get Vegeta to choose his own mate was to rid of all the Elite's daughters.
"King Vegeta you are king and you can bend the rules." King Vegeta shook his head no.
"This is a tradition and I want to keep it going, but I also want my son to choose his mate. Even if my son is very rude and obnoxious and all the other words you can think of to make him up to be, I will do what my father did to me, and he let me choose my mate." Kifanara was standing now. Her hands were in fists and her face was turning very red.
"My child will not die! It has been five years since you have taken my child away to earth and now your saying you want to take her away again! She doesn't even remember me! She was the only thing that mattered to me and if you want to kill my child then I will kill myself soon after, and you will lose one of your best elite soldiers!" The woman did have a point but than there was a choice between his elite soldier and his son.
"Let me think for a while. I will talk to Vegeta and see what he wants done. But he's still 7 so he will not have to choose a mate until he is 20. So I shall let your child stay until my son turns 20."
A/N: Ok the next chapter is going to be weird so watch what happens.