~*The Bodyguard*~
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: Dragonball Z was created by Akira Toriyama. Akira Toriyama made all Characters in this story. (c) Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, Toei Animation. Used without permission, please don't sue me; I'm broke anyway.
"I'll leave you two to get acquainted then." Yamucha said as queen and bodyguard continued to stare at each other. Once he realized no one in the room heard him, he left. Buruma noticed after a moment that he had gone and snapped out of her daze.
"Vejita-san, it's wonderful to meet you. Thank you.. for being my bodyguard." Buruma said politely. She was a queen afterall and images had to be maintained.
He grunted in response and crossed his arms over his chest. She nearly gasped as something furry wound itself around his waist. She hadn't even noticed the tail before.
"I take it you're a Saiya-jin?", she assumed. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and nodded. She smiled.
"Bejeetie-sei* is such a beautiful planet! All of the pinks and reds..." She smiled again. "Follow me; I'll show you to your rooms."
He said nothing and followed her.
"This is the Throne Room." she said as they passed by a room with a large golden door. "I'm here part of the day." He nodded and looked forward again, still following a foot or so behind her. They continued to walk down the winding halls. Vejita was sure he'd get lost a couple of times until he got used to it. But then again, he should be used to mazes of halls.
"And this is my laboratory. Nobody knows the password; not even Yamucha. I'll give it to you later in case I get in any "danger".", she stated the last part sarcastically as they walked by yet another golden-door room. The walls surrounding it were somewhat see-through, but were tinted dark. It was easy for his keen eyes to see through however. Inside were many gadgets strewn about; many apart and only a couple that looked completed.
They continued to walk, the silence getting even more awkward.
"You don't talk much, do you?" Buruma asked with a giggle, trying to break the silence. He looked at her and slowly shook his head.
"Well, Yamucha says that I never stop and it's annoying, so tell me if I irritate you, okay?" she said and he nodded once. Like your voice would ever irritate me... he thought.
"Almost there!", Buruma announced after a couple more minutes. She heard nothing so she glanced behind her to see if he was still following. He was staring intently at her when she turned. She fought the blush that crept up in her cheeks. She had never felt so on fire around a man than she did around him. They had only just met, for Heaven's sake!
"You and Yamucha have never had intercourse, have you?", Vejita stated more than asked as they arrived at his rooms. She gasped and stopped in mid-step. It was the first time she had heard his voice. It was so deep and softly sensual. It made her feel even hotter inside and she once again fought the blush from consuming her face. Once composure was returned to her, she said nervously, "I beg your pardon, sir. That is quite personal."
He rolled his eyes. "Drop the act. I know you aren't a lady." She gasped again.
"How dare you? You are on dangerous grounds, sir.", she warned quietly, still trying to maintain her lady-like stature. She was going to prove her point and act like a lady should even if it killed her that he was right.
He dropped his harsh gaze from her and brushed past her to the door to his rooms. It wasn't gold like hers and Yamucha's; it was silver instead.
Buruma flushed as he brushed her off. She turned to leave, but thought better of it. Politely, she spoke, "I'll excuse myself to let you get settled, sir."
All she heard was the swish of the door sliding shut. How RUDE! she thought furiously. Nobody had ever brushed her off like that and nobody had CERTAINLY ever asked such a personal question. And they had just met. She could only imagine how horrible he was when he had known somebody for a long while. Though she resented his attitude and personna in general now, he was still quite handsome and dangerous and that... that was attractive to her.
*Bejeetie-sei : I know it's Vegeta-sei, Vejita-sei, etc.. but I'm naming it Bejeetie-sei for purposes which will be revealed later on in the fic.
Short.. I know! And after so long too. I just haven't had the time to write anything. I just got back from visiting my boyfriend for a week. I have a website now too that I work on. (www.an-eternity.com) Schoolwork.. regular work.. BAH! I'm sorryyy!! I'll try to be quicker. Truly. Also, I had a request to email someone when I updated.. if anyone else would like to be emailed when I update any of my fics, please say so in your review. Thanks and ja ne!
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: Dragonball Z was created by Akira Toriyama. Akira Toriyama made all Characters in this story. (c) Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, Toei Animation. Used without permission, please don't sue me; I'm broke anyway.
"I'll leave you two to get acquainted then." Yamucha said as queen and bodyguard continued to stare at each other. Once he realized no one in the room heard him, he left. Buruma noticed after a moment that he had gone and snapped out of her daze.
"Vejita-san, it's wonderful to meet you. Thank you.. for being my bodyguard." Buruma said politely. She was a queen afterall and images had to be maintained.
He grunted in response and crossed his arms over his chest. She nearly gasped as something furry wound itself around his waist. She hadn't even noticed the tail before.
"I take it you're a Saiya-jin?", she assumed. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and nodded. She smiled.
"Bejeetie-sei* is such a beautiful planet! All of the pinks and reds..." She smiled again. "Follow me; I'll show you to your rooms."
He said nothing and followed her.
"This is the Throne Room." she said as they passed by a room with a large golden door. "I'm here part of the day." He nodded and looked forward again, still following a foot or so behind her. They continued to walk down the winding halls. Vejita was sure he'd get lost a couple of times until he got used to it. But then again, he should be used to mazes of halls.
"And this is my laboratory. Nobody knows the password; not even Yamucha. I'll give it to you later in case I get in any "danger".", she stated the last part sarcastically as they walked by yet another golden-door room. The walls surrounding it were somewhat see-through, but were tinted dark. It was easy for his keen eyes to see through however. Inside were many gadgets strewn about; many apart and only a couple that looked completed.
They continued to walk, the silence getting even more awkward.
"You don't talk much, do you?" Buruma asked with a giggle, trying to break the silence. He looked at her and slowly shook his head.
"Well, Yamucha says that I never stop and it's annoying, so tell me if I irritate you, okay?" she said and he nodded once. Like your voice would ever irritate me... he thought.
"Almost there!", Buruma announced after a couple more minutes. She heard nothing so she glanced behind her to see if he was still following. He was staring intently at her when she turned. She fought the blush that crept up in her cheeks. She had never felt so on fire around a man than she did around him. They had only just met, for Heaven's sake!
"You and Yamucha have never had intercourse, have you?", Vejita stated more than asked as they arrived at his rooms. She gasped and stopped in mid-step. It was the first time she had heard his voice. It was so deep and softly sensual. It made her feel even hotter inside and she once again fought the blush from consuming her face. Once composure was returned to her, she said nervously, "I beg your pardon, sir. That is quite personal."
He rolled his eyes. "Drop the act. I know you aren't a lady." She gasped again.
"How dare you? You are on dangerous grounds, sir.", she warned quietly, still trying to maintain her lady-like stature. She was going to prove her point and act like a lady should even if it killed her that he was right.
He dropped his harsh gaze from her and brushed past her to the door to his rooms. It wasn't gold like hers and Yamucha's; it was silver instead.
Buruma flushed as he brushed her off. She turned to leave, but thought better of it. Politely, she spoke, "I'll excuse myself to let you get settled, sir."
All she heard was the swish of the door sliding shut. How RUDE! she thought furiously. Nobody had ever brushed her off like that and nobody had CERTAINLY ever asked such a personal question. And they had just met. She could only imagine how horrible he was when he had known somebody for a long while. Though she resented his attitude and personna in general now, he was still quite handsome and dangerous and that... that was attractive to her.
*Bejeetie-sei : I know it's Vegeta-sei, Vejita-sei, etc.. but I'm naming it Bejeetie-sei for purposes which will be revealed later on in the fic.
Short.. I know! And after so long too. I just haven't had the time to write anything. I just got back from visiting my boyfriend for a week. I have a website now too that I work on. (www.an-eternity.com) Schoolwork.. regular work.. BAH! I'm sorryyy!! I'll try to be quicker. Truly. Also, I had a request to email someone when I updated.. if anyone else would like to be emailed when I update any of my fics, please say so in your review. Thanks and ja ne!