~*The Bodyguard*~
Chapter 12
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.
Vejita just stared at Kakkarot. Had he? Had he fallen for the queen? He knew, deep down, that he had. Against everything he had ever believed in and against everything he had ever been told was wrong, he had fallen in love with the woman he was betraying.
"Of course not, baka.", Vejita responded sharply. But he knew that Kakkarot knew better. His friend had known him for too long to believe such a lie. Kakkarot, however, did not say anything. "Let us go."
Kakkarot heeded his prince's request and followed him out the door. The sight they met, however, was unpleasant. Inside the palace halls, war was breaking out. There were littered bodies here and there and people were yelling and screaming. Women were running, crying children in their arms. Men were running through the halls, yelling into tel-coms, occasionally blasting an enemy.
Vejita stared around himself unaffected. He was plenty used to war. There were all different types of creatures running amok. Most were Chikyuujin and Salurajin. He figured that the Salurajin were just staying on their homeplanet instead of going to join their allies, the Saiyajin, in the war on Chikyuusei. Vejita briefly wondered where Buruma was and if she was alright. His heart hurt inside, but he knew there was nothing he could do. He was destined to be against her.
"MY PRINCE!" Vejita snapped out of his daze to see Kakkarot waving a hand in front of his face. His hand was holding a palm-sized, angry father. Vejita ripped the tel-com out of Kakkarot's hand.
"What, old man?! Can't you see that I'm on my way?!" He hadn't meant to snap at his father, but frankly, King Vejita was trying to kill Buruma when he should have been trying to kill Frieza. What sense was there in trying to convince him of that though?
"Boy, we are done with Chikyuusei. This planet is nothing but rubbish. We're going to Dakursei." Vejita's heart stopped. "Meet us there."
Vejita nodded, feeling very lightheaded. They were going to murder all of Dakursei's inhabitants. Buruma's father.
He clicked off the tel-com without a goodbye to his father and tossed it back to Kakkarot.
"We have to go there.", Kakkarot said. "We have to stop this war that's being waged against the wrong people."
"We can't beat Frieza! I'm not a Super Saiyajin!", Vejita yelled in frustration. Kakkarot thought for a moment.
"Surely you, me and your father can beat him. Us together could surely-"
"Baka! My father would never go against Frieza unless he was positive we could defeat him. Unless I'm a Super Saiyajin, he would never go against him.", Vejita replied gloomily. He punched a hole through the wall beside him.
Kakkarot looked up from the ground as a Salurajin ran by. He silently stuck his arm out to the side and the Salurajin's neck caught on his arm. He fell back unconcious.
"We'll think about this later, Kakkarot. Let's just get to Dakursei."
~*~
Buruma tugged desperately at the latch holding the pod door in place. With a frustrated scream, it finally popped open. She had already narrowly dodged numerous blasts throughout the halls. She didn't give a damn about Salurasei or even Chikyuusei for that matter. She just wanted to go home.
She whipped around and motioned for ChiChi to climb in the pod first. Running through the halls, she had come across ChiChi who was on her way to find Yamucha again. Hearing that her queen was about to leave, ChiChi wasted no time in joining her queen to get off of the planet.
ChiChi darted forward and jumped into the pod, scooting back as much as possible. The spacepod was actually made for only one person, but Buruma figured they'd manage.
"Set the coordinates for Dakursei!", Buruma yelled, trying to be heard over the loud screams in the halls. ChiChi did as ordered as Buruma was opening the ceiling door so that they could lift up and into the cool, afternoon air.
Buruma ran back to the pod and slid into it in front of ChiChi. They both reached up and struggled to pull down the door. With a few tugs and plenty of groans, they managed to seal it. Not bothering to hit the "sleeping gas" switch, Buruma blasted off. It would only take them a day to get to Dakursei anyway. It was in the next solar system over.
~*~
"My king! Where is Queen Buruma?", a Chikyuusei soldier shouted, running alongside Yamucha. Yamucha didn't reply, but continued to blast passerby Salurajin.
"Sir?", the soldier questioned again. Yamucha growled and whirled around. He glared at the soldier coldly.
"She's gone. She fled the planet."
The soldier knew not to question any further and went back to blasting. Yamucha, however, ran in the opposite direction: towards the spaceship port.
~*~
Buruma leaned back against her handmaiden whom was now asleep. Buruma wasn't tired. There was too much on her mind to be tired. She was so worried that she wouldn't get to Dakursei in time to save her father. She had lost her mother to the Saiyajin, it would be too much to bear to lose her father, too.
She glanced behind her once more to ensure that ChiChi was still asleep. Upon reassurement, she allowed a single tear to slip from her eye.
Oi... I have little time to write anymore. You wait two weeks and you get a short chapter each time. ^-^; But hey, I've already written the first part of a chapter that won't be up until after a few more chapters! *insert blank stares from readers* ^_^;;; Gomen ne... I try to be quicker about chapters, honest! Anyway, want an email notification about new chapters? Say so in a review.
Chapter 12
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.
Vejita just stared at Kakkarot. Had he? Had he fallen for the queen? He knew, deep down, that he had. Against everything he had ever believed in and against everything he had ever been told was wrong, he had fallen in love with the woman he was betraying.
"Of course not, baka.", Vejita responded sharply. But he knew that Kakkarot knew better. His friend had known him for too long to believe such a lie. Kakkarot, however, did not say anything. "Let us go."
Kakkarot heeded his prince's request and followed him out the door. The sight they met, however, was unpleasant. Inside the palace halls, war was breaking out. There were littered bodies here and there and people were yelling and screaming. Women were running, crying children in their arms. Men were running through the halls, yelling into tel-coms, occasionally blasting an enemy.
Vejita stared around himself unaffected. He was plenty used to war. There were all different types of creatures running amok. Most were Chikyuujin and Salurajin. He figured that the Salurajin were just staying on their homeplanet instead of going to join their allies, the Saiyajin, in the war on Chikyuusei. Vejita briefly wondered where Buruma was and if she was alright. His heart hurt inside, but he knew there was nothing he could do. He was destined to be against her.
"MY PRINCE!" Vejita snapped out of his daze to see Kakkarot waving a hand in front of his face. His hand was holding a palm-sized, angry father. Vejita ripped the tel-com out of Kakkarot's hand.
"What, old man?! Can't you see that I'm on my way?!" He hadn't meant to snap at his father, but frankly, King Vejita was trying to kill Buruma when he should have been trying to kill Frieza. What sense was there in trying to convince him of that though?
"Boy, we are done with Chikyuusei. This planet is nothing but rubbish. We're going to Dakursei." Vejita's heart stopped. "Meet us there."
Vejita nodded, feeling very lightheaded. They were going to murder all of Dakursei's inhabitants. Buruma's father.
He clicked off the tel-com without a goodbye to his father and tossed it back to Kakkarot.
"We have to go there.", Kakkarot said. "We have to stop this war that's being waged against the wrong people."
"We can't beat Frieza! I'm not a Super Saiyajin!", Vejita yelled in frustration. Kakkarot thought for a moment.
"Surely you, me and your father can beat him. Us together could surely-"
"Baka! My father would never go against Frieza unless he was positive we could defeat him. Unless I'm a Super Saiyajin, he would never go against him.", Vejita replied gloomily. He punched a hole through the wall beside him.
Kakkarot looked up from the ground as a Salurajin ran by. He silently stuck his arm out to the side and the Salurajin's neck caught on his arm. He fell back unconcious.
"We'll think about this later, Kakkarot. Let's just get to Dakursei."
~*~
Buruma tugged desperately at the latch holding the pod door in place. With a frustrated scream, it finally popped open. She had already narrowly dodged numerous blasts throughout the halls. She didn't give a damn about Salurasei or even Chikyuusei for that matter. She just wanted to go home.
She whipped around and motioned for ChiChi to climb in the pod first. Running through the halls, she had come across ChiChi who was on her way to find Yamucha again. Hearing that her queen was about to leave, ChiChi wasted no time in joining her queen to get off of the planet.
ChiChi darted forward and jumped into the pod, scooting back as much as possible. The spacepod was actually made for only one person, but Buruma figured they'd manage.
"Set the coordinates for Dakursei!", Buruma yelled, trying to be heard over the loud screams in the halls. ChiChi did as ordered as Buruma was opening the ceiling door so that they could lift up and into the cool, afternoon air.
Buruma ran back to the pod and slid into it in front of ChiChi. They both reached up and struggled to pull down the door. With a few tugs and plenty of groans, they managed to seal it. Not bothering to hit the "sleeping gas" switch, Buruma blasted off. It would only take them a day to get to Dakursei anyway. It was in the next solar system over.
~*~
"My king! Where is Queen Buruma?", a Chikyuusei soldier shouted, running alongside Yamucha. Yamucha didn't reply, but continued to blast passerby Salurajin.
"Sir?", the soldier questioned again. Yamucha growled and whirled around. He glared at the soldier coldly.
"She's gone. She fled the planet."
The soldier knew not to question any further and went back to blasting. Yamucha, however, ran in the opposite direction: towards the spaceship port.
~*~
Buruma leaned back against her handmaiden whom was now asleep. Buruma wasn't tired. There was too much on her mind to be tired. She was so worried that she wouldn't get to Dakursei in time to save her father. She had lost her mother to the Saiyajin, it would be too much to bear to lose her father, too.
She glanced behind her once more to ensure that ChiChi was still asleep. Upon reassurement, she allowed a single tear to slip from her eye.
Oi... I have little time to write anymore. You wait two weeks and you get a short chapter each time. ^-^; But hey, I've already written the first part of a chapter that won't be up until after a few more chapters! *insert blank stares from readers* ^_^;;; Gomen ne... I try to be quicker about chapters, honest! Anyway, want an email notification about new chapters? Say so in a review.