Lost: Chapter 3
Bulma left the throneroom, only to be stopped by a guard. He motioned for her to wait and so she leaned against the wall, waiting impatiently for whatever this guard was waiting for. After about five minutes, Vegeta came through the doors, and from the look on his face, Bulma could tell that his little chat with his father hadn't went well. The guard approached Vegeta,
"Vegeta, what am I supposed to do with her?" he asked.
"Take her to the room where that girl who cooks is. You know the one. After you take her, meet me in the training room." And with that, Vegeta turned and headed down the hallway.
"OK," said the guard, who turned to her and smiled, "follow me. I'll take you to your room. By the way, my name's Kakkarot."
Bulma followed Kakkarot down numerous hallways, wondering what training with the Prince would be like. She couldn't deny that he was drop dead gorgeous. I mean, with those deep obsidian eyes, perfectly chiseled body....
"Bulma," Kakkarot said, waving his hands in front of her eyes, "we're here. Snap out of it."
Bulma blinked and, upon realizing what she'd been doing, and felt her cheeks grow hot.
"This is where you'll be staying for the next year," Kakkarot continued, " you'll have a roommate name Chichi, she's really nice and she is cooks for me and Vegeta." He said, with a little smile growing on his face.
"OK, so, do I get a key or something?" Bulma asked.
"Oh, right." he said, and knocked on the door and waited. It was promptly opened by a Sayian girl, about Bulma's age, who had her long dark hair up in a tight bun on her head, odd choclately brown eyes, and was holding a spoon that was dripping with some sort of gumbo.
"Hi Kakkarot, who's this?" She asked.
"Oh," Kakkarot said "Chichi this is Bulma, Bulma, this is Chichi. Chichi, Bulma's going to be living with you for the next year."
"Really? That'll be great. I'm... Kakkarot," she said, upon seeing that Kakkarot was paying no attention to her, which seldom happened, but was sniffing the air, inching inside, trying to get to the gumbo. " Go inside and get yourself a bowl, but only one. That's yours and the Prince's dinner."
Kakkarot happily agreed and scarfed down the gumbo. After his third bowl, Chichi shooed him out but he stopped at the door to tell Bulma how to get to the training room and to be there by 7.
"So, Bulma," Chichi asked while she continued to stir the gumbo, "why are you training with the Prince and Kakkarot for a year? And don't leave anything out; I want all the details."
For the next twenty minutes, Chichi listened to Bulma, amazed by her story. She couldn't believe that her father would do that to his family. No wonder Bulma was so strong, she'd had nothing better to do.
"So, Bulma, what do you think's going to hapeen in a year?" Chichi asked while putting the lid on the gumbo and turning off the stove.
"I'm not sure. Here, let me get the door for you." Bulma siad, opening the door for Chichi to walk through.
"Kakkarot and the Prince live on the other side of this wall. Do you know how long a walk that would be? To stop that, Vegeta's grandfather had this built." Bulma watched as Chichi pulled aside a tapristy on the wall, reveling a tunnel. She and Bulma had walked about fifty feet when the passage split. They took the left entrance because, as Chichi explained, that led to Kakkarot's room while the right passage led to Vegeta's room. Vegeta and Kakkarot shared a kitchen, but they always entered through Kakkarot's room because no one liked to disturbe the Prince.
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Bulma opened the door for Chichi whoithout taking notice of the running shower, walked though Kakkarot's living room and into the kitchen. She put the gumbo on the stove and, the minute she pulled the lid off, Kakkarot's head peeped out of the bathroom.
"Dinner's ready, Vegeta!" she called, knowing that he would hear but wouldn't walk in for a minute, forcing Kakkarot to wait until he was there before he could eat.
Eventually Vegeta strolled in, his eyes laughing at Kakkarot, who was using every muscle he had to keep from devouring all of the gumbo before Vegeta got there. He noticed that Bulma was there with the cook, and that she was staring intensely at his bare chest.
"See something you like?" he asked Bulma, watching with delight as her cheeks turned bright red as her looked away from him.
"Anything else?" Chichi inquired. Upon heraring nothing but the sound of the two men eating, she turned and left, motioning fior Bulma to follow.
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As soon as they were in the tunnel, Chichi finally remembered the Prince's comment and Bulma's crimson cheeks. "Well, I can tell someone's got the hots for the Prince." she said, enjoying Bulma blushing, yet again, but immediately coming up with a rebuttal. " Well at least I'm not completely head over heels for Kakkarot." she said, remembering the way that Chichi smiled and looked at Kakkarot before she noticed Bulma.
"Ok," Chichi said, recognizing her turn to blush, "you got me there."
"Really?" Bulma giggled, watching Chichi nod her head.
As soon as they got back to their rooms, Bulma demanded that Chichi gave her all the dirt.
"Well," she started out, "I've had a crush on him for about a year. Nothing happened, you know, just a few dinners together here and there.... Oh look, I bet this is your new armor." she said, opening a package that was laid on the counter, obviously glad for the change in subject. She picked up the armor and spandex body suit, handing them to Bulma, and then served them some of the leftover gumbo for dinner.
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The next morning, Bulma woke to the smell of bacon sizzeling and eggs. She got out of bed to find Chichi over the stove.
"Bulma, it's allready 6:30, you hve to be in the GR in half an hour!" Chichi yelled, shooing Bulma into the shower.
About fifteen minutes later, Bulma emerged from the bathroom, wearing hernew training suit which consisted of a bright blue spandex body suit that perfectly matched her hair and armor that barely covered her chest, sowing off her abs. Her hair was braided down her back and she was obviously disappointed with the size of the armor. She quickly ate some of the eggs and bacon, and then pulled on her boots and ran out the door.
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Author's Note: Sorry this is so late, but I'm lazy and I didn't see that many reviews, so I assumed that all of you were lazy too. You know, if you review, I promise that the chapters will be longer and updated quickly. So, if you don't want to have to wait at least a week for the next chapter, I suggeat that if you read this, you review. I really want to thank Kokoro and ssj4pan for helping me out and scolding me for not updating. PLEASE REVIEW!!!! I want to know you're opinion (Not In Flames)!!!
Bulma left the throneroom, only to be stopped by a guard. He motioned for her to wait and so she leaned against the wall, waiting impatiently for whatever this guard was waiting for. After about five minutes, Vegeta came through the doors, and from the look on his face, Bulma could tell that his little chat with his father hadn't went well. The guard approached Vegeta,
"Vegeta, what am I supposed to do with her?" he asked.
"Take her to the room where that girl who cooks is. You know the one. After you take her, meet me in the training room." And with that, Vegeta turned and headed down the hallway.
"OK," said the guard, who turned to her and smiled, "follow me. I'll take you to your room. By the way, my name's Kakkarot."
Bulma followed Kakkarot down numerous hallways, wondering what training with the Prince would be like. She couldn't deny that he was drop dead gorgeous. I mean, with those deep obsidian eyes, perfectly chiseled body....
"Bulma," Kakkarot said, waving his hands in front of her eyes, "we're here. Snap out of it."
Bulma blinked and, upon realizing what she'd been doing, and felt her cheeks grow hot.
"This is where you'll be staying for the next year," Kakkarot continued, " you'll have a roommate name Chichi, she's really nice and she is cooks for me and Vegeta." He said, with a little smile growing on his face.
"OK, so, do I get a key or something?" Bulma asked.
"Oh, right." he said, and knocked on the door and waited. It was promptly opened by a Sayian girl, about Bulma's age, who had her long dark hair up in a tight bun on her head, odd choclately brown eyes, and was holding a spoon that was dripping with some sort of gumbo.
"Hi Kakkarot, who's this?" She asked.
"Oh," Kakkarot said "Chichi this is Bulma, Bulma, this is Chichi. Chichi, Bulma's going to be living with you for the next year."
"Really? That'll be great. I'm... Kakkarot," she said, upon seeing that Kakkarot was paying no attention to her, which seldom happened, but was sniffing the air, inching inside, trying to get to the gumbo. " Go inside and get yourself a bowl, but only one. That's yours and the Prince's dinner."
Kakkarot happily agreed and scarfed down the gumbo. After his third bowl, Chichi shooed him out but he stopped at the door to tell Bulma how to get to the training room and to be there by 7.
"So, Bulma," Chichi asked while she continued to stir the gumbo, "why are you training with the Prince and Kakkarot for a year? And don't leave anything out; I want all the details."
For the next twenty minutes, Chichi listened to Bulma, amazed by her story. She couldn't believe that her father would do that to his family. No wonder Bulma was so strong, she'd had nothing better to do.
"So, Bulma, what do you think's going to hapeen in a year?" Chichi asked while putting the lid on the gumbo and turning off the stove.
"I'm not sure. Here, let me get the door for you." Bulma siad, opening the door for Chichi to walk through.
"Kakkarot and the Prince live on the other side of this wall. Do you know how long a walk that would be? To stop that, Vegeta's grandfather had this built." Bulma watched as Chichi pulled aside a tapristy on the wall, reveling a tunnel. She and Bulma had walked about fifty feet when the passage split. They took the left entrance because, as Chichi explained, that led to Kakkarot's room while the right passage led to Vegeta's room. Vegeta and Kakkarot shared a kitchen, but they always entered through Kakkarot's room because no one liked to disturbe the Prince.
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Bulma opened the door for Chichi whoithout taking notice of the running shower, walked though Kakkarot's living room and into the kitchen. She put the gumbo on the stove and, the minute she pulled the lid off, Kakkarot's head peeped out of the bathroom.
"Dinner's ready, Vegeta!" she called, knowing that he would hear but wouldn't walk in for a minute, forcing Kakkarot to wait until he was there before he could eat.
Eventually Vegeta strolled in, his eyes laughing at Kakkarot, who was using every muscle he had to keep from devouring all of the gumbo before Vegeta got there. He noticed that Bulma was there with the cook, and that she was staring intensely at his bare chest.
"See something you like?" he asked Bulma, watching with delight as her cheeks turned bright red as her looked away from him.
"Anything else?" Chichi inquired. Upon heraring nothing but the sound of the two men eating, she turned and left, motioning fior Bulma to follow.
**********
As soon as they were in the tunnel, Chichi finally remembered the Prince's comment and Bulma's crimson cheeks. "Well, I can tell someone's got the hots for the Prince." she said, enjoying Bulma blushing, yet again, but immediately coming up with a rebuttal. " Well at least I'm not completely head over heels for Kakkarot." she said, remembering the way that Chichi smiled and looked at Kakkarot before she noticed Bulma.
"Ok," Chichi said, recognizing her turn to blush, "you got me there."
"Really?" Bulma giggled, watching Chichi nod her head.
As soon as they got back to their rooms, Bulma demanded that Chichi gave her all the dirt.
"Well," she started out, "I've had a crush on him for about a year. Nothing happened, you know, just a few dinners together here and there.... Oh look, I bet this is your new armor." she said, opening a package that was laid on the counter, obviously glad for the change in subject. She picked up the armor and spandex body suit, handing them to Bulma, and then served them some of the leftover gumbo for dinner.
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The next morning, Bulma woke to the smell of bacon sizzeling and eggs. She got out of bed to find Chichi over the stove.
"Bulma, it's allready 6:30, you hve to be in the GR in half an hour!" Chichi yelled, shooing Bulma into the shower.
About fifteen minutes later, Bulma emerged from the bathroom, wearing hernew training suit which consisted of a bright blue spandex body suit that perfectly matched her hair and armor that barely covered her chest, sowing off her abs. Her hair was braided down her back and she was obviously disappointed with the size of the armor. She quickly ate some of the eggs and bacon, and then pulled on her boots and ran out the door.
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Author's Note: Sorry this is so late, but I'm lazy and I didn't see that many reviews, so I assumed that all of you were lazy too. You know, if you review, I promise that the chapters will be longer and updated quickly. So, if you don't want to have to wait at least a week for the next chapter, I suggeat that if you read this, you review. I really want to thank Kokoro and ssj4pan for helping me out and scolding me for not updating. PLEASE REVIEW!!!! I want to know you're opinion (Not In Flames)!!!