~*The Bodyguard*~
Chapter 2
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.
"Yes. This will be easier than we thought.", Vejita said. His head whipped up as he heard the swoosh of his door. He slammed the hand-held communicator closed and whirled around to face whoever had come in his room. He scowled. It was that damn woman again.
"Vejita-san, Yamucha and I were wondering if you would like to join us at dinner?", Buruma questioned, her hands folded neatly in front of her. She was decked out in a beautiful white gown, her hair done up nicely. Vejita looked her up and down purposely.
"Don't look at me like that.", she warned.
"Why not?" He smirked and looked down.
"It makes me uncomfortable." She turned and marched out of the room. He stared after her for a moment, then followed, not bothering to change out of his dark blue spandex and white armor.
As they entered the dining hall, Buruma still a few steps ahead of Vejita, Yamucha stood to greet them. He pulled out a chair for his wife and she sat down graciously. Vejita plopped down in the chair next to Buruma. She scooted her chair a little closer to Yamucha.
"Vejita, I was thinking you should be with my wife most of the day for better protection.", Yamucha stated. Buruma wanted to argue, but held her tongue.
Vejita grunted his approval. Once Yamucha's attention was directed elsewhere, Vejita leaned close to Buruma and whispered in her ear, "It looks like we'll be seeing a lot of each other, milady."
Her hands formed fists under the table and she smiled tightly, "I can't wait." He smirked and leaned back to his own personal space.
~*~
"Yamucha, I just don't trust Vejita. He isn't-"
"Nonsense. He'll be a good bodyguard.", he interrupted Buruma. She frowned and scooted further under the sheets of the bed and turned on her side facing away from her husband. She sighed and closed her eyes tightly, hoping to fall asleep. However, she just couldn't find peace.
~*~
In the next room, another person was also not finding any sleep. Vejita turned onto his back and propped his hands behind his head.
She's so beautiful. How am I going to do this?
He scowled. He was a warrior. Born and bred to care about no one but himself. But his mother had loved his father. And she was the strongest female of their race. Was love truly a weakness like he was told? Not that love was an issue here, but still, the thought baffled him. If one ever fell in love, wouldn't the other person give them strength to go on each day? Or could their mate be used as a hostage and weaken them in battle? Or did love even truly exist or was his mother just dreaming? He wasn't sure if his father loved his mother and he honestly didn't care that much. But sometimes, he liked to think it were true.. for some odd reason.
Vejita shook his head and scowled again. He closed his eyes and willed himself into sleep.
~*~ The next morning ~*~
Vejita strolled into the dining room and plopped down into the chair he had been sitting in the night before. He crossed his arms while he waited for his breakfast. For the next thirty minutes, servants came and went, each looking at him strangely, but too frightened to say anything about him sitting at the royal dining table.
Finally someone he knew came into the room. The woman. He stared at her expectantly. Buruma tilted her head, "Vejita-san? What are you doing up?"
"Where is my food, woman?"
Her head lifted to its upright position and she grinned. "Breakfast isn't until 0800 hours. Another hour." She sat down next to him. "I can have one of the cooks make you something light to fill you until then though, if you want?"
He nodded his approval and she stood to go into the cooking hall. She gasped as she felt him grasp her wrist. She shrugged it out of his grip and turned.
"Five biscuits.", he said.
"Five? As a snack?", she asked in surprise.
"Five.", he growled out viciously. She nodded and walked out of sight. His eyes averted from their position on the pathway where she was to the table again. He pounded his fist lightly as to not snap it in half. A couple of minutes later, Buruma walked back into the room carrying a plate with six delicious-looking biscuits on it. He raised a thick brow.
She smiled and sat back down next to him. She took one biscuit off of the plate and then handed the other five to him. She looked at him as she took a bite out of her biscuit and he blinked. She, in turn, blinked as well. However, when her eyes opened back up from their millisecond of being closed, the five biscuits on Vejita's plate were all gone and he was wiping his mouth with a napkin. She giggled and quickly finished her own biscuit.
"Vejita-san, I have to do a little work in my lab before breakfast. Will you be joining me as Yamucha wanted? Personally, I don't care if you do or not. I'll be just fine on my own.", she explained.
When he didn't answer, she assumed he wasn't going to come along, so she stood and walked out of the dining hall. A couple of minutes later she heard a soft tapping of feet other than her own and was surprised to see that Vejita had indeed followed her. She smiled and slowed to walk beside him. She noted that he wasn't really that much taller than her, a few inches maybe.
After walking in silence for a few minutes, they reached her lab.
"Since you'll need to know the password anyway, watch me.", Buruma instructed, not turning to see if Vejita was even looking. She pulled on a nearly invisible lever and a small try popped out of the wall. She clapped once, then twice. Then three times quickly, then once more. Next she pushed the only button on the tray and Vejita watched as the door slid open.
He scoffed. "Anyone could guess that password." She snarled at him and once again, he got the feeling that she wasn't as ladylike as she made herself out to be.
Well, that was faster, right?! Still not very long, but I just can't do long chapters without them taking months. ^.^ Not very much is happening so far, but I'm still introducing the characters and the story, so sit tight! If you want to join the mailing list, say so in your review. Until next time... ^.~
Chapter 2
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.
"Yes. This will be easier than we thought.", Vejita said. His head whipped up as he heard the swoosh of his door. He slammed the hand-held communicator closed and whirled around to face whoever had come in his room. He scowled. It was that damn woman again.
"Vejita-san, Yamucha and I were wondering if you would like to join us at dinner?", Buruma questioned, her hands folded neatly in front of her. She was decked out in a beautiful white gown, her hair done up nicely. Vejita looked her up and down purposely.
"Don't look at me like that.", she warned.
"Why not?" He smirked and looked down.
"It makes me uncomfortable." She turned and marched out of the room. He stared after her for a moment, then followed, not bothering to change out of his dark blue spandex and white armor.
As they entered the dining hall, Buruma still a few steps ahead of Vejita, Yamucha stood to greet them. He pulled out a chair for his wife and she sat down graciously. Vejita plopped down in the chair next to Buruma. She scooted her chair a little closer to Yamucha.
"Vejita, I was thinking you should be with my wife most of the day for better protection.", Yamucha stated. Buruma wanted to argue, but held her tongue.
Vejita grunted his approval. Once Yamucha's attention was directed elsewhere, Vejita leaned close to Buruma and whispered in her ear, "It looks like we'll be seeing a lot of each other, milady."
Her hands formed fists under the table and she smiled tightly, "I can't wait." He smirked and leaned back to his own personal space.
~*~
"Yamucha, I just don't trust Vejita. He isn't-"
"Nonsense. He'll be a good bodyguard.", he interrupted Buruma. She frowned and scooted further under the sheets of the bed and turned on her side facing away from her husband. She sighed and closed her eyes tightly, hoping to fall asleep. However, she just couldn't find peace.
~*~
In the next room, another person was also not finding any sleep. Vejita turned onto his back and propped his hands behind his head.
She's so beautiful. How am I going to do this?
He scowled. He was a warrior. Born and bred to care about no one but himself. But his mother had loved his father. And she was the strongest female of their race. Was love truly a weakness like he was told? Not that love was an issue here, but still, the thought baffled him. If one ever fell in love, wouldn't the other person give them strength to go on each day? Or could their mate be used as a hostage and weaken them in battle? Or did love even truly exist or was his mother just dreaming? He wasn't sure if his father loved his mother and he honestly didn't care that much. But sometimes, he liked to think it were true.. for some odd reason.
Vejita shook his head and scowled again. He closed his eyes and willed himself into sleep.
~*~ The next morning ~*~
Vejita strolled into the dining room and plopped down into the chair he had been sitting in the night before. He crossed his arms while he waited for his breakfast. For the next thirty minutes, servants came and went, each looking at him strangely, but too frightened to say anything about him sitting at the royal dining table.
Finally someone he knew came into the room. The woman. He stared at her expectantly. Buruma tilted her head, "Vejita-san? What are you doing up?"
"Where is my food, woman?"
Her head lifted to its upright position and she grinned. "Breakfast isn't until 0800 hours. Another hour." She sat down next to him. "I can have one of the cooks make you something light to fill you until then though, if you want?"
He nodded his approval and she stood to go into the cooking hall. She gasped as she felt him grasp her wrist. She shrugged it out of his grip and turned.
"Five biscuits.", he said.
"Five? As a snack?", she asked in surprise.
"Five.", he growled out viciously. She nodded and walked out of sight. His eyes averted from their position on the pathway where she was to the table again. He pounded his fist lightly as to not snap it in half. A couple of minutes later, Buruma walked back into the room carrying a plate with six delicious-looking biscuits on it. He raised a thick brow.
She smiled and sat back down next to him. She took one biscuit off of the plate and then handed the other five to him. She looked at him as she took a bite out of her biscuit and he blinked. She, in turn, blinked as well. However, when her eyes opened back up from their millisecond of being closed, the five biscuits on Vejita's plate were all gone and he was wiping his mouth with a napkin. She giggled and quickly finished her own biscuit.
"Vejita-san, I have to do a little work in my lab before breakfast. Will you be joining me as Yamucha wanted? Personally, I don't care if you do or not. I'll be just fine on my own.", she explained.
When he didn't answer, she assumed he wasn't going to come along, so she stood and walked out of the dining hall. A couple of minutes later she heard a soft tapping of feet other than her own and was surprised to see that Vejita had indeed followed her. She smiled and slowed to walk beside him. She noted that he wasn't really that much taller than her, a few inches maybe.
After walking in silence for a few minutes, they reached her lab.
"Since you'll need to know the password anyway, watch me.", Buruma instructed, not turning to see if Vejita was even looking. She pulled on a nearly invisible lever and a small try popped out of the wall. She clapped once, then twice. Then three times quickly, then once more. Next she pushed the only button on the tray and Vejita watched as the door slid open.
He scoffed. "Anyone could guess that password." She snarled at him and once again, he got the feeling that she wasn't as ladylike as she made herself out to be.
Well, that was faster, right?! Still not very long, but I just can't do long chapters without them taking months. ^.^ Not very much is happening so far, but I'm still introducing the characters and the story, so sit tight! If you want to join the mailing list, say so in your review. Until next time... ^.~