A/N: Hello again! Bet you didn't think you'd see the next chapter up so
soon (hee hee) I've put 10 chapters up in 4 days, pretty good don't ya
think? Once again I cannot stress this ENOUGH but THANK YOU!!! Ya'll have
really boosted my confidence as a writer. So I'm gonna keep posting! (Plus
it's the summer holiday and ALL of my friends have gone abroad :( *sigh* so
I don't have that much to do anyway!)
This chapter: It LONG (yay!) They have a ball and Bulma and Vegeta dance!! (can't really imagine Veggie dancing, but OH WELL!) Happy Reading!
Disclaimer: YES I own DBZ!!!! (Mwahahaha!!!!!!!!! I'm rich I tell you, RICH!!) :( Oh alright you got me!! I don't have ANYTHING and I don't own DBZ ~starts pouting~
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It was now dinner time and Bulma had been on this planet for seven hours, and she was still exploring the palace. She sighed walking along the footpath of the palace gardens. Everything in the enormous gardens reminded her of her home and her mothers' garden. *Kami, I miss you momma..* Bulma stopped walking and looked at her surroundings, she realised she had no clue how to get back to the palace's main building! "Shit," muttering she walked around further and then tried to retrace her footsteps. Twenty minutes later, she still couldn't find her way back. "Stupid Bulma! What were you thinking? For god's sake this whole place is like a friggin maze." She sat down on a nearby rock still muttering to herself, not noticing the figure next to her.
"Got lost?" The figure chuckled slightly.
Bulma recognised the voice instantly, "Mik! What are you doing here? Thank Kami you're here, otherwise no one would have found me, and I would've had to rot here in this garden maze forever!" By now she was completely breathless.
"Calm down Bulma! I'm here because the King is holding a ball for the return of Vegeta no Ouji in about two more hours, didn't anyone tell you? I was here early so I thought I'd walk around the palace gardens." Seeing the confused look on her face Mik smiled, "I'll take you back to the King's throne room if you would like me to?"
"Thanks Miko. I really don't know what I would have done if you hadn't of shown up." Laughing, the two walked back to the main building of the palace.
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King Vegeta and Prince Vegeta sat in their Royal throne room, just staring at one another. Neither had said a word in the past several hours since outside the palace, other than cough of course. There was no reason for words, all they had to say could be spoken through their eyes, it was from this, their understanding of each other grew. Words could not express their true happiness in the kingdoms rebirth. Just then there was a knock on the door, and a young servant woman entered.
"Speak!" Barked King Vegeta.
"King Vegeta, Prince Vegeta," bowing to each of them, trying to hide her fear. "Forgive me for the intrusion, but I was told to inform you that the ball will commence in two hours. Everything has been prepared as you wished, sire."
King Vegeta nodded, "Leave." With this, the servant all but ran out of the throne room. Turning to his son, King Vegeta spoke the first words to him in several hours. "Vegeta, go and retrieve that little guest of yours. I still do not know what she is here for, but inform her of the ball, then show her to her room, and tell her to dress accordingly."
"I will not!" Vegeta rolled his eyes in disgust, he wouldn't be a lap dog.
"You will do so, or else I shall take back the medallion and denounce you as future king."
Vegeta smirked and bowed at his father, "As you wish FATHER." He enjoyed making his father angry
King Vegeta narrowed his eyes, "Boy, do not taunt me. You are lucky I was not in your life to dicipline you."
Vegeta laughed cruelly, "Whatever, old man. I do not see why you have held this ballt. It is rather unbecoming of Saiya-jin custom."
King Vegeta snorted at his son, "Things change. Now go." He scowled as his son bowed mockingly and exited the room. *That boy needs to learn some manners. Must have become this way under Freeza's rule..* At this thought the King growled, at his own stupidity for handing over Vegeta and at all the pain his son must have suffered. He knew he'd never forgive himself for that mistake.
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Vegeta tried to trace Bulma's ki, closing his eyes, he sensed her in the palace gardens, but quite a distance away. *How did the onna manage to get all the way to that side of the palace.* He shook his head, knowing he shouldn't have left her alone. He flew towards her ki and saw that she was walking around aimlessly, mumbling to herself. He raised his eyebrow as he heard her muttering some choice words. Just as he was about to fly down, he noticed she had sat down and now, with her there was someone else. Looking closer her realised it was the pilot from the ship, *How did he get here?* Growling, with one last glare at the oblivious pair, he took off back towards his personal chamber, once again in a sour mood.
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Bulma entered the throne room alone, letting Mik rejoin the rest of his companions, to find the King in deep conversation with one of the Saiya-jin soldiers. She cleared her throat and walked up slowly, trying to catch the King's attention. Instantly the King looked towards her and nodded his head, acknowledging her presence.
Growling at the soldier, King Vegeta dismissed him, "Go now." With this the soldier left quickly. He turned to Bulma, no longer in one of his mischievious moods, "What is it gir-Bulma?" He tried to cover up the slip up.
Bulma raised an eyebrow, "Well, I was just wondering what is all this about a ball? A friend of mine told me of it just now."
"You have heard right. There will be a ball this evening at nine. You have an hour and forty-five minutes to change into different attire. It will be waiting for you when you return to the guests' quarters."
"With all due respect King Vegeta, but since bringing me into the palace, you and I have not exchanged many words, and I haven't been shown where my room is, and I've been walking around for the past seven hours!" Bulma folded her arms, knitting her eyebrows together beginning to lose her patience.
"I take it Vegeta didn't bother to retrieve you then. I swear that boy is so disobedient." The King shook his head at his son's behaviour.
Bulma snorted, earning a surprised look from the King, "Oh please, Vegeta would never take orders from anyone, not even YOU. I mean your son is as stubborn as a mule and acts like a complete jackass when he's the least bit pissed off.. No offence," She added quickly.
The King rolled his eyes *Figures she would know more about my son than I ever would* "You have made your point Bulma. I will have a servant show you to your room. You will be escorted to the hall where the ball is being held, as soon as you are ready. All your belongings have already been shifted to your new room." King Vegeta still couldn't believe the fearlesness the young woman in front of him possessed. A servant appeared by Bulma's side.
Bulma brightened at this news, "Thank you so much!" With this she smiled and turned to leave with the servant girl. "See ya in a few Big V!" *Oops, I didn't say that out loud did I?* She quickly walked out of the large room *Run Bulma, RUN like the wind!* avoiding any answer King Vegeta might have given, if he had the chance.
The King stood almost gaping at the female's brashness, *Yea gods she reminds me too much of my mate..* He flinched at this recognition. He hadn't thought about his mate in a long while, he certainly wasn't going to start now! She had not been revived with his planet, due to her death being natural, during Vegeta's birth. The memory was too painful for him, frowning he walked over to the large window and now looked out at the two setting suns of Vegeta-sei. He sighed her name under his breath, "Khyiriana..Why are you not here with me now?"
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Bulma had just finshed getting ready when she heard a knock on the door, she opnened it to find herself looking at Jenna, the servant girl from the ship. "Hey! It's you!"
Jenna smiled, amazed at the way Bulma looked, "Hi, wow you look great, I can't believe that's you!"
Bulma smiled and twirled around in a satin dress. It was plain and a deep shade of blue, but had spaghetti straps that criss-crossed and tied up at the back. She wore white satin gloves that reached her elbows, enjoying that softness of the fabric she sighed. She had only applied a tiny bit of make up with some shimmering blue glitter, "You like?"
Jenna nodded enthusiastically, "Definately," suddenly remembering her place she bowed her head. "We should get going.. Um aren't you supposed to be wearing that choker the Prince gave to you?"
Bulma scrunched up her nose and went to get it. "Let's go, I want to see how the Saiya-jins party!"
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The two left the room silently, neither of them knowing what to say, reaching the entrance to the hall, when they were approached by a tall figure. Jenna bowed down, but Bulma stood with her arms folded only bowing her head in respect.
King Vegeta approached Bulma and the slave, he motioned for the slave to leave who complied, nodding to Bulma he smirked, "Are you ready to enter Bulma?"
Bulma smiled, "As always!" She took his arm, whispering she asked, "Do these people know who I am?"
The King raised his eyebrow, "It will be annouced during the banquet."
"There's going to be a banquet as well?"
King Vegeta gave her an odd look, "Of course there is."
"I guess Saiya-jin's do need to eat," she said laughing at her silliness.
King Vegeta merely nodded as he led Bulma the through the crystal doors. There was no sign of Vegeta in the hallway, *The boy must already be inside*
They were annouced at the door, "Presenting his Royal Highness, King Vegeta and guest to the Royal house of Vegeta-sei, Bulma Briefs." The pair walked in as the crowd of people turned to stare at Bulma and their King. Blushing slightly, Bulma bowed her head. She hated it when people stared, she looked at the marble stairs as they descended them one by one.
Once they reached the bottom, the King bowed to Bulma and took his leave, leaving Bulma all on her own and to fend for herself, *Shit, how do I get into these messes? I look like such a loser on my own, dammit to hell* She stood still, by the staircase for ten minutes, lost in thought and pouting. It was become a habit to her, the pouting that is.
Vegeta stood in the corner of the large hall, watching as his father and the onna as they entered the crowded room. He grunted in appreciation at her appearance, all anger he felt towards her before dissapeared. He continued to watch as she stood alone by the staircase, her lips pouting. Frowning, he began to walk towards her but stopped short when he saw the Saiya-jin from earlier approach her.
"Hello," Mik quickly hid his smirk as he saw her jump up in surprise.
"Why is it that you always have to be the one to rescue me, huh?" She laughed jokingly.
Mik simply nodded his head, "Because no one else is stupid enough to."
Bulma raised an eyebrow at his manner, but quickly reminded herself that they were in public and that he wouldn't be very friendly. "I see." That was all she could think of to say to him so she just turned and stood next to him in companionable silence.
A few minutes later, they were summoned to the dining hall. Bulma stuck to Mik like crazy glue, not wanting to get lost in the sea of Saiya-jins. Just as she was about to take her seat with Miko, a servant stopped her.
"I'm sorry Ms. Briefs, but you are to sit by King and Prince's side." Bulma shrugged at Mik and followed the servant to her seat at the main table.
King Vegeta was sat at the head of the table and Vegeta to his right, Bulma sat at his left, across from Vegeta. She smiled and bowed her head at the king but frowned at Vegeta. True she was being a bitch to him, but in her eyes, he deserved it. And this may be the only way to get the Vegeta she knew back! She saw him scowl back at her and she sneered in return. *Stupid Vegeta, stop acting like you have a ten foot pole shoved up your ass!*
Dinner came and went, and much to Bulma's surprise it had been pleasant. She only spoke to Vegeta when it was necessary, and as little as possible. she avoided his gaze entirely and made sure she focused more on the King.
As soon as dinner was over, they proceeded back to the main hall, Bulma was led by Vegeta, much to her disappointment and Vegeta's resentment. Once they entered the hall, Bulma separated from Vegeta and walked to the other side of the hall, to watch the couples dancing to the beautiful music that echoed throughout the room. She was so entranced by the rhythmic beat and movement of the couples on the dance floor, that she allowed a small smile grace her lips. She tapped her foot lightly to the beat of the classical music that was playing, silently observing. *I wish I was at home..*
Vegeta growled as he watched the onna from the the corner of the room. She had not spoken more than four words to him the entire evening. He didn't know what it was but he preffered her being loud and talkative, rather than this silent woman in his presence. *Maybe I shouldn't have told her that I destroyed her worthless planet. I really should tell her that we will return to Earth soon, when the androids arrive.. what am I thinking? I cannot tell her, afterall who will fix the gravity machine I brought here, if it gets broken?* He continued to watch her from a distance, admiring her beauty and strength, then his inner self spoke ^Admit it Vegeta, there is no flaw in that woman. You are a coward for not admitting your feelings for her. Coward, coward, coward, coward. What is it that you don't like to call yourself? Ah yes, weakling! You are weak Vegeta. You have to lie to an innocent girl to get her to stay with you. Pathetic. Be a man for once in your life. heehee^ Vegeta shook his head, bringing him out of his own world. He growled *Stupid conscience, where did that come from. I must be insane, talking to myself like that.* Again he shook his head, wondering if he really had gone insane. He held his head high and quickly approached Bulma, before she could disappear.
Bulma looked up and saw Vegeta giving her an odd look as he approached her. She turned to walk away, trying to avoid him. "Onna." Bulma jumped as she saw him appear infront of her.
"W-what?" She looked at the floor frowning and mumbling . *Wow, look at all the pretty patterns.*
"I demand you dance with me." He smirked as he heard her mumbling about the floor.
"Uh.. I have a bad foot.." She bit her lip, *Nice one Bulma! God, how can you call yourself a genius*
"Funny, you were walking fine a minute ago."
Bulma sighed and snapped her head up and used the most flat tone she could muster up, "Fine let's go. You're not going to leave me alone until you get your way anyway."
Vegeta was slightly taken aback by her attitude but ignored it, for now. He silently led her to the centre of the room placing a hand on the small of her back and pulled her close. He smirked as he saw her visibly redden. Although he was short, he was taller than her by a head, and this he was thankful for. He took in the scent of her freshly washed hair that smelled like lavender and roses. He led her, moving slowly to the music just watching her as they danced, oblivious to the other's in the room.
Bulma was now breathing quite heavily. She had never been this close to Vegeta before and it was slightly daunting. She almost thought she caught him sniffing her hair, but thought it was her imagination. Why would Vegeta sniff her hair anyway? She was surprised he knew how to dance, and she reluctantly admitted that he was very good at it. She could not believe this was the same Vegeta that had destroyed her home planet..*What on earth compelled you to destroy my planet Vegeta?* Her eyes stung, as she held back tears and she closed them, hoping they would go unnoticed. *Be strong Bulma.* The song soon finished, and slowly the evening was coming to an end.
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The guests left and now the hall was empty. Bulma stood in the centre of the hall where her and Vegeta had danced. Bulma was starting to feel that attraction with him again. It felt so right, but she thought it was wrong. Sighing she turned and left the hall to return to her room. It had been a long day.
Vegeta silently watched as Bulma stood in the centre of the hall, looking like an angel. He didn't know what these feelings were. They were so alien to him, but deep down he knew what he had to do, if he wanted her to be his. He followed her silently to her room, just to make sure she was safe. Once inside, he returned to his own room, it had been a long day.
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A/N: Sorry Vegeta was acting OOC, wasn't he?! Anyway that was the end of the ball chapter!! Hope you guys liked it, please review if you have time, as I would really appreciate it!
Next Chapter: I've fast forwarded two months! So Bulma has been on Vegeta- sei for two months now, but don't fret! She'll be having flashbacks in this chapter about what happened in the past two months! (She teaches King Veg how to play chess?!? Should be interesting when he loses, mwahaha!!!) And Vegeta still hasn't told her the truth about planet earth. Will he ever tell her? Read and find out!
Vegeta: ~wakes up with a large bump on the head where JluvsVeggie hit him with the frying pan~ What the fu-?
JluvsVeggie: ~notices Veggie waking up, only to hit him with the frying pan AGAIN!~ Mwahaha, and stay down!!
Stay tuned!!
This chapter: It LONG (yay!) They have a ball and Bulma and Vegeta dance!! (can't really imagine Veggie dancing, but OH WELL!) Happy Reading!
Disclaimer: YES I own DBZ!!!! (Mwahahaha!!!!!!!!! I'm rich I tell you, RICH!!) :( Oh alright you got me!! I don't have ANYTHING and I don't own DBZ ~starts pouting~
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It was now dinner time and Bulma had been on this planet for seven hours, and she was still exploring the palace. She sighed walking along the footpath of the palace gardens. Everything in the enormous gardens reminded her of her home and her mothers' garden. *Kami, I miss you momma..* Bulma stopped walking and looked at her surroundings, she realised she had no clue how to get back to the palace's main building! "Shit," muttering she walked around further and then tried to retrace her footsteps. Twenty minutes later, she still couldn't find her way back. "Stupid Bulma! What were you thinking? For god's sake this whole place is like a friggin maze." She sat down on a nearby rock still muttering to herself, not noticing the figure next to her.
"Got lost?" The figure chuckled slightly.
Bulma recognised the voice instantly, "Mik! What are you doing here? Thank Kami you're here, otherwise no one would have found me, and I would've had to rot here in this garden maze forever!" By now she was completely breathless.
"Calm down Bulma! I'm here because the King is holding a ball for the return of Vegeta no Ouji in about two more hours, didn't anyone tell you? I was here early so I thought I'd walk around the palace gardens." Seeing the confused look on her face Mik smiled, "I'll take you back to the King's throne room if you would like me to?"
"Thanks Miko. I really don't know what I would have done if you hadn't of shown up." Laughing, the two walked back to the main building of the palace.
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King Vegeta and Prince Vegeta sat in their Royal throne room, just staring at one another. Neither had said a word in the past several hours since outside the palace, other than cough of course. There was no reason for words, all they had to say could be spoken through their eyes, it was from this, their understanding of each other grew. Words could not express their true happiness in the kingdoms rebirth. Just then there was a knock on the door, and a young servant woman entered.
"Speak!" Barked King Vegeta.
"King Vegeta, Prince Vegeta," bowing to each of them, trying to hide her fear. "Forgive me for the intrusion, but I was told to inform you that the ball will commence in two hours. Everything has been prepared as you wished, sire."
King Vegeta nodded, "Leave." With this, the servant all but ran out of the throne room. Turning to his son, King Vegeta spoke the first words to him in several hours. "Vegeta, go and retrieve that little guest of yours. I still do not know what she is here for, but inform her of the ball, then show her to her room, and tell her to dress accordingly."
"I will not!" Vegeta rolled his eyes in disgust, he wouldn't be a lap dog.
"You will do so, or else I shall take back the medallion and denounce you as future king."
Vegeta smirked and bowed at his father, "As you wish FATHER." He enjoyed making his father angry
King Vegeta narrowed his eyes, "Boy, do not taunt me. You are lucky I was not in your life to dicipline you."
Vegeta laughed cruelly, "Whatever, old man. I do not see why you have held this ballt. It is rather unbecoming of Saiya-jin custom."
King Vegeta snorted at his son, "Things change. Now go." He scowled as his son bowed mockingly and exited the room. *That boy needs to learn some manners. Must have become this way under Freeza's rule..* At this thought the King growled, at his own stupidity for handing over Vegeta and at all the pain his son must have suffered. He knew he'd never forgive himself for that mistake.
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Vegeta tried to trace Bulma's ki, closing his eyes, he sensed her in the palace gardens, but quite a distance away. *How did the onna manage to get all the way to that side of the palace.* He shook his head, knowing he shouldn't have left her alone. He flew towards her ki and saw that she was walking around aimlessly, mumbling to herself. He raised his eyebrow as he heard her muttering some choice words. Just as he was about to fly down, he noticed she had sat down and now, with her there was someone else. Looking closer her realised it was the pilot from the ship, *How did he get here?* Growling, with one last glare at the oblivious pair, he took off back towards his personal chamber, once again in a sour mood.
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Bulma entered the throne room alone, letting Mik rejoin the rest of his companions, to find the King in deep conversation with one of the Saiya-jin soldiers. She cleared her throat and walked up slowly, trying to catch the King's attention. Instantly the King looked towards her and nodded his head, acknowledging her presence.
Growling at the soldier, King Vegeta dismissed him, "Go now." With this the soldier left quickly. He turned to Bulma, no longer in one of his mischievious moods, "What is it gir-Bulma?" He tried to cover up the slip up.
Bulma raised an eyebrow, "Well, I was just wondering what is all this about a ball? A friend of mine told me of it just now."
"You have heard right. There will be a ball this evening at nine. You have an hour and forty-five minutes to change into different attire. It will be waiting for you when you return to the guests' quarters."
"With all due respect King Vegeta, but since bringing me into the palace, you and I have not exchanged many words, and I haven't been shown where my room is, and I've been walking around for the past seven hours!" Bulma folded her arms, knitting her eyebrows together beginning to lose her patience.
"I take it Vegeta didn't bother to retrieve you then. I swear that boy is so disobedient." The King shook his head at his son's behaviour.
Bulma snorted, earning a surprised look from the King, "Oh please, Vegeta would never take orders from anyone, not even YOU. I mean your son is as stubborn as a mule and acts like a complete jackass when he's the least bit pissed off.. No offence," She added quickly.
The King rolled his eyes *Figures she would know more about my son than I ever would* "You have made your point Bulma. I will have a servant show you to your room. You will be escorted to the hall where the ball is being held, as soon as you are ready. All your belongings have already been shifted to your new room." King Vegeta still couldn't believe the fearlesness the young woman in front of him possessed. A servant appeared by Bulma's side.
Bulma brightened at this news, "Thank you so much!" With this she smiled and turned to leave with the servant girl. "See ya in a few Big V!" *Oops, I didn't say that out loud did I?* She quickly walked out of the large room *Run Bulma, RUN like the wind!* avoiding any answer King Vegeta might have given, if he had the chance.
The King stood almost gaping at the female's brashness, *Yea gods she reminds me too much of my mate..* He flinched at this recognition. He hadn't thought about his mate in a long while, he certainly wasn't going to start now! She had not been revived with his planet, due to her death being natural, during Vegeta's birth. The memory was too painful for him, frowning he walked over to the large window and now looked out at the two setting suns of Vegeta-sei. He sighed her name under his breath, "Khyiriana..Why are you not here with me now?"
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Bulma had just finshed getting ready when she heard a knock on the door, she opnened it to find herself looking at Jenna, the servant girl from the ship. "Hey! It's you!"
Jenna smiled, amazed at the way Bulma looked, "Hi, wow you look great, I can't believe that's you!"
Bulma smiled and twirled around in a satin dress. It was plain and a deep shade of blue, but had spaghetti straps that criss-crossed and tied up at the back. She wore white satin gloves that reached her elbows, enjoying that softness of the fabric she sighed. She had only applied a tiny bit of make up with some shimmering blue glitter, "You like?"
Jenna nodded enthusiastically, "Definately," suddenly remembering her place she bowed her head. "We should get going.. Um aren't you supposed to be wearing that choker the Prince gave to you?"
Bulma scrunched up her nose and went to get it. "Let's go, I want to see how the Saiya-jins party!"
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The two left the room silently, neither of them knowing what to say, reaching the entrance to the hall, when they were approached by a tall figure. Jenna bowed down, but Bulma stood with her arms folded only bowing her head in respect.
King Vegeta approached Bulma and the slave, he motioned for the slave to leave who complied, nodding to Bulma he smirked, "Are you ready to enter Bulma?"
Bulma smiled, "As always!" She took his arm, whispering she asked, "Do these people know who I am?"
The King raised his eyebrow, "It will be annouced during the banquet."
"There's going to be a banquet as well?"
King Vegeta gave her an odd look, "Of course there is."
"I guess Saiya-jin's do need to eat," she said laughing at her silliness.
King Vegeta merely nodded as he led Bulma the through the crystal doors. There was no sign of Vegeta in the hallway, *The boy must already be inside*
They were annouced at the door, "Presenting his Royal Highness, King Vegeta and guest to the Royal house of Vegeta-sei, Bulma Briefs." The pair walked in as the crowd of people turned to stare at Bulma and their King. Blushing slightly, Bulma bowed her head. She hated it when people stared, she looked at the marble stairs as they descended them one by one.
Once they reached the bottom, the King bowed to Bulma and took his leave, leaving Bulma all on her own and to fend for herself, *Shit, how do I get into these messes? I look like such a loser on my own, dammit to hell* She stood still, by the staircase for ten minutes, lost in thought and pouting. It was become a habit to her, the pouting that is.
Vegeta stood in the corner of the large hall, watching as his father and the onna as they entered the crowded room. He grunted in appreciation at her appearance, all anger he felt towards her before dissapeared. He continued to watch as she stood alone by the staircase, her lips pouting. Frowning, he began to walk towards her but stopped short when he saw the Saiya-jin from earlier approach her.
"Hello," Mik quickly hid his smirk as he saw her jump up in surprise.
"Why is it that you always have to be the one to rescue me, huh?" She laughed jokingly.
Mik simply nodded his head, "Because no one else is stupid enough to."
Bulma raised an eyebrow at his manner, but quickly reminded herself that they were in public and that he wouldn't be very friendly. "I see." That was all she could think of to say to him so she just turned and stood next to him in companionable silence.
A few minutes later, they were summoned to the dining hall. Bulma stuck to Mik like crazy glue, not wanting to get lost in the sea of Saiya-jins. Just as she was about to take her seat with Miko, a servant stopped her.
"I'm sorry Ms. Briefs, but you are to sit by King and Prince's side." Bulma shrugged at Mik and followed the servant to her seat at the main table.
King Vegeta was sat at the head of the table and Vegeta to his right, Bulma sat at his left, across from Vegeta. She smiled and bowed her head at the king but frowned at Vegeta. True she was being a bitch to him, but in her eyes, he deserved it. And this may be the only way to get the Vegeta she knew back! She saw him scowl back at her and she sneered in return. *Stupid Vegeta, stop acting like you have a ten foot pole shoved up your ass!*
Dinner came and went, and much to Bulma's surprise it had been pleasant. She only spoke to Vegeta when it was necessary, and as little as possible. she avoided his gaze entirely and made sure she focused more on the King.
As soon as dinner was over, they proceeded back to the main hall, Bulma was led by Vegeta, much to her disappointment and Vegeta's resentment. Once they entered the hall, Bulma separated from Vegeta and walked to the other side of the hall, to watch the couples dancing to the beautiful music that echoed throughout the room. She was so entranced by the rhythmic beat and movement of the couples on the dance floor, that she allowed a small smile grace her lips. She tapped her foot lightly to the beat of the classical music that was playing, silently observing. *I wish I was at home..*
Vegeta growled as he watched the onna from the the corner of the room. She had not spoken more than four words to him the entire evening. He didn't know what it was but he preffered her being loud and talkative, rather than this silent woman in his presence. *Maybe I shouldn't have told her that I destroyed her worthless planet. I really should tell her that we will return to Earth soon, when the androids arrive.. what am I thinking? I cannot tell her, afterall who will fix the gravity machine I brought here, if it gets broken?* He continued to watch her from a distance, admiring her beauty and strength, then his inner self spoke ^Admit it Vegeta, there is no flaw in that woman. You are a coward for not admitting your feelings for her. Coward, coward, coward, coward. What is it that you don't like to call yourself? Ah yes, weakling! You are weak Vegeta. You have to lie to an innocent girl to get her to stay with you. Pathetic. Be a man for once in your life. heehee^ Vegeta shook his head, bringing him out of his own world. He growled *Stupid conscience, where did that come from. I must be insane, talking to myself like that.* Again he shook his head, wondering if he really had gone insane. He held his head high and quickly approached Bulma, before she could disappear.
Bulma looked up and saw Vegeta giving her an odd look as he approached her. She turned to walk away, trying to avoid him. "Onna." Bulma jumped as she saw him appear infront of her.
"W-what?" She looked at the floor frowning and mumbling . *Wow, look at all the pretty patterns.*
"I demand you dance with me." He smirked as he heard her mumbling about the floor.
"Uh.. I have a bad foot.." She bit her lip, *Nice one Bulma! God, how can you call yourself a genius*
"Funny, you were walking fine a minute ago."
Bulma sighed and snapped her head up and used the most flat tone she could muster up, "Fine let's go. You're not going to leave me alone until you get your way anyway."
Vegeta was slightly taken aback by her attitude but ignored it, for now. He silently led her to the centre of the room placing a hand on the small of her back and pulled her close. He smirked as he saw her visibly redden. Although he was short, he was taller than her by a head, and this he was thankful for. He took in the scent of her freshly washed hair that smelled like lavender and roses. He led her, moving slowly to the music just watching her as they danced, oblivious to the other's in the room.
Bulma was now breathing quite heavily. She had never been this close to Vegeta before and it was slightly daunting. She almost thought she caught him sniffing her hair, but thought it was her imagination. Why would Vegeta sniff her hair anyway? She was surprised he knew how to dance, and she reluctantly admitted that he was very good at it. She could not believe this was the same Vegeta that had destroyed her home planet..*What on earth compelled you to destroy my planet Vegeta?* Her eyes stung, as she held back tears and she closed them, hoping they would go unnoticed. *Be strong Bulma.* The song soon finished, and slowly the evening was coming to an end.
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The guests left and now the hall was empty. Bulma stood in the centre of the hall where her and Vegeta had danced. Bulma was starting to feel that attraction with him again. It felt so right, but she thought it was wrong. Sighing she turned and left the hall to return to her room. It had been a long day.
Vegeta silently watched as Bulma stood in the centre of the hall, looking like an angel. He didn't know what these feelings were. They were so alien to him, but deep down he knew what he had to do, if he wanted her to be his. He followed her silently to her room, just to make sure she was safe. Once inside, he returned to his own room, it had been a long day.
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A/N: Sorry Vegeta was acting OOC, wasn't he?! Anyway that was the end of the ball chapter!! Hope you guys liked it, please review if you have time, as I would really appreciate it!
Next Chapter: I've fast forwarded two months! So Bulma has been on Vegeta- sei for two months now, but don't fret! She'll be having flashbacks in this chapter about what happened in the past two months! (She teaches King Veg how to play chess?!? Should be interesting when he loses, mwahaha!!!) And Vegeta still hasn't told her the truth about planet earth. Will he ever tell her? Read and find out!
Vegeta: ~wakes up with a large bump on the head where JluvsVeggie hit him with the frying pan~ What the fu-?
JluvsVeggie: ~notices Veggie waking up, only to hit him with the frying pan AGAIN!~ Mwahaha, and stay down!!
Stay tuned!!