Author's Note: Ok I was a little lazy. So I didn't update. Well I am now.
Not that it matters because nobody really read this. (sigh) oh well. This
chapter will include Bulma (a lot of her) and my former self Shenza.
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20 Years Later
The young blue haired maiden hummed quietly and peacefully to herself as she strolled through the market. Everyone in town admired her. So attractive and lovely every man in town wanted to marry her. She was as stubborn as she was beautiful though and refused to marry anyone.
At her side most of the time was petite, small, seven-year-old Shenza. Shenza was very odd. A long furry black tail that swayed behind her and she had dark onyx hair that seemed to shape up in a rooster like haircut (think Kakarot's hair). Shenza also was very pretty but quiet and shy. When she was a baby Bulma's family had found her and adopted her and she clung to her family for dear life.
Today was bright and sunny and Bulma could not have been in a better mood. It was her seventeenth birthday and she was picking up some turkey her favorite food that her mother would cook later in the day.
Skipping down to the meat aisle of the outdoor market she said to Shenza, "Isn't it a beautiful day?"
Solemnly Shenza nodded her head. Bulma looked at her little sister and sighed. Nothing ever seemed to make Shenza happy. Bulma tried again, "Tonight we get turkey and I get a new book! I'm so excited and I can read it to you tonight."
A weak smile appeared on Shenza's face but it vanished as quick as it had come. It was almost a tradition that every Christmas, or birthday Bulma got a new book and she read a page to Shenza every night until they ended and then they would read it over and over until they got a new one. Once Shenza told Bulma it was the only joy she had in her life.
Holding Shenza's hand Bulma said, "Come on after we pick up the turkey we can go to the bookstore and pick one out that we like."
Shenza smiled a little brighter this time and whispered, "We had better hurry then."
Then a strong hand stomped them. "Good morning Miss Briefs."
Bulma sighed. "Good morning Yamucha and how are you."
Striking her a dashing smile he said, "Oh I'm just fine. I was just off to go off to the training center. Seriously going to work out my muscles today."
"How lovely," Bulma said grabbing Shenza's hand and trying to move away but Yamucha stood in front of her and said, "Come on beautiful you can watch me work out."
"Maybe some other time."
"I understand it's your birthday. What better present than seeing my gorgeous body in shape?"
"You getting out of my face," Bulma grunted pushing him aside.
Yamucha sighed as he watched the blue haired beauty walk away. A little navy cat jumped on his shoulder. "How'd it go Yamucha?"
Sighing yet again Yamucha said, "The usual. I don't get it Puar. Every girl in town wants me. Why can't the most beautiful one want me?"
"It's ok you'll get her," Puar reassured him. "I mean look at you your Yamucha."
Pushing a lock of hair out of his face he sighed. "I am perfect aren't I? Don't worry she'll come around. Tonight I'll propose to her and she'll come to her senses and it'll be the best present she ever had."
Bulma bought a large turkey and the grocer put it a large bag and said, "Happy birthday Miss Briefs it's on the house."
"Thank you," Bulma said and ran across the street swinging the turkey bag in one hand.
Bulma walking into the small bookstore of the tiny village she lived in. Gliding in she called, "Hello Mr. Krillian are you there?"
A short little bald man wearing a tux came out and smiled. "Bulma, call me Krillian how many times do I have to tell you? Oh by the way Happy Birthday."
Gleaming she said, "Thank you. I just came in to get the usual."
"Ah yes your daddy placed an order today for you to come in and pick up any book you wanted." Then Krillian kneeled down and looked at Shenza. "Are you going to help your big sister pick out a really, really good book?"
Shenza stared at Krillian until he got nervous laughed and turned back to Bulma and said, "Not a big talker is she?"
"I'm afraid not," Bulma said but she wasn't really paying attention. Her mind was focused on the dozens of bookshelves. It was easy to say Bulma was addicted to the written world. "I'll take this one," she said pulling a thick one out.
Krillian took it from her hands and read the gold words on the cover. "The Hobbit," he read. "Good choice one of my personal favorites. I also got something else for you." Pulling a dark forest green colored book from behind him he said, "I picked this out especially for you."
"The Saiya-jin race," Bulma read. Flipping through it she beamed. "But Krillian my father only placed an order for one book."
"Ah it's a birthday present from me your such a sweet girl," Krillian said.
"Thank you Krillian," but then a saddened expression appeared on Bulma's face.
"What's wrong Bulma?" Krillian asked.
"Oh it's just. I love books so much and there is no one I can talk about them with except you. It feels like I don't have any real friends I can talk to besides you and Shenza."
Patting her on the shoulder Krillian smiled and said, "Well there's Yamucha I hear he fancies you."
Rolling her eyes Bulma said, "I think I'd rather marry ANYONE besides him. He's rude, tedious and not anyone I want to spend the rest of my life with. I want to get married but there's no one in this tiny town I can picture living with forever. Everyone seems to be paired up except me. I mean you have 18."
Krillian blushed. "Yea she's something."
Handing her books to Shenza she whispered to her sister, "You can flip through these on the way home while I carry the turkey ok sweetie?"
Giving Krillian a hug she said, "I appreciate how kind you've always been to me. Thank you Krillian."
~ Meanwhile back at the palace (or back at the ranch if you prefer)
Vegeta sat by the window staring off into what seemed like to him a cruel miserable world. "Blast that stupid curse," he said for probably the billionth time that day and he said it every day a billion times so it got pretty old.
Kakarot the little teapot came hopping in. "Good morning master beautiful day isn't it?"
Simple glaring at the simple kitchen appliance Vegeta muttered, "Kakarot leave me in peace."
"Come on Vegeta you have to get a better attitude," Kakarot said jumping on top of Vegeta's shoulder. "Or you'll never find that girl."
"What's the use?" Vegeta asked looking at the blurry reflection in the window. "I'm so hideous. Who would love me? Come on tell me who?"
"Uh..." Kakarot paused. "There has to be someone."
"Kakarot get the hell out of my face immediately."
"Yes sire," Kakarot obeyed jumping down.
"Kakarot.." Vegeta asked just as Kakarot was walking out the door.
"Yes?"
"What do you know of this "love" business that Kai talked about."
"A lot more than I used to," Kakarot responded. "Now I know no matter if Chi Chi is a Saigon, vacuum cleaner, or fruit cake I will always love her. Appearance doesn't matter."
Vegeta sighed. "Thank you Kakarot. You may leave now."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meanwhile somewhere far away ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A young girl with long flowing light brown hair that had lavender streaks in it was walking down the streets of the planet formally known as Vegeta- sei until 20 years ago when the king had suddenly vanished. Her name unknown and her presence picked everyone's curiosity. Walking through the streets she saw just who she was looking for. A young blue-haired maiden standing in a bookstore.
Grinning the lavender haired woman giggled to herself, "Finally I found the perfect one my brother shall be pleased.
!!!!!!! DUN DUN DUN WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT????????GUESS WHAT I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU ALL SUFFER AND NEVER TELL MUA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHO IS THIS LAVENDER HAIRED MAIDEN????????? YOU WILL NOT FIND OUT UNTIL THE NEXT CHAPTER :P REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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20 Years Later
The young blue haired maiden hummed quietly and peacefully to herself as she strolled through the market. Everyone in town admired her. So attractive and lovely every man in town wanted to marry her. She was as stubborn as she was beautiful though and refused to marry anyone.
At her side most of the time was petite, small, seven-year-old Shenza. Shenza was very odd. A long furry black tail that swayed behind her and she had dark onyx hair that seemed to shape up in a rooster like haircut (think Kakarot's hair). Shenza also was very pretty but quiet and shy. When she was a baby Bulma's family had found her and adopted her and she clung to her family for dear life.
Today was bright and sunny and Bulma could not have been in a better mood. It was her seventeenth birthday and she was picking up some turkey her favorite food that her mother would cook later in the day.
Skipping down to the meat aisle of the outdoor market she said to Shenza, "Isn't it a beautiful day?"
Solemnly Shenza nodded her head. Bulma looked at her little sister and sighed. Nothing ever seemed to make Shenza happy. Bulma tried again, "Tonight we get turkey and I get a new book! I'm so excited and I can read it to you tonight."
A weak smile appeared on Shenza's face but it vanished as quick as it had come. It was almost a tradition that every Christmas, or birthday Bulma got a new book and she read a page to Shenza every night until they ended and then they would read it over and over until they got a new one. Once Shenza told Bulma it was the only joy she had in her life.
Holding Shenza's hand Bulma said, "Come on after we pick up the turkey we can go to the bookstore and pick one out that we like."
Shenza smiled a little brighter this time and whispered, "We had better hurry then."
Then a strong hand stomped them. "Good morning Miss Briefs."
Bulma sighed. "Good morning Yamucha and how are you."
Striking her a dashing smile he said, "Oh I'm just fine. I was just off to go off to the training center. Seriously going to work out my muscles today."
"How lovely," Bulma said grabbing Shenza's hand and trying to move away but Yamucha stood in front of her and said, "Come on beautiful you can watch me work out."
"Maybe some other time."
"I understand it's your birthday. What better present than seeing my gorgeous body in shape?"
"You getting out of my face," Bulma grunted pushing him aside.
Yamucha sighed as he watched the blue haired beauty walk away. A little navy cat jumped on his shoulder. "How'd it go Yamucha?"
Sighing yet again Yamucha said, "The usual. I don't get it Puar. Every girl in town wants me. Why can't the most beautiful one want me?"
"It's ok you'll get her," Puar reassured him. "I mean look at you your Yamucha."
Pushing a lock of hair out of his face he sighed. "I am perfect aren't I? Don't worry she'll come around. Tonight I'll propose to her and she'll come to her senses and it'll be the best present she ever had."
Bulma bought a large turkey and the grocer put it a large bag and said, "Happy birthday Miss Briefs it's on the house."
"Thank you," Bulma said and ran across the street swinging the turkey bag in one hand.
Bulma walking into the small bookstore of the tiny village she lived in. Gliding in she called, "Hello Mr. Krillian are you there?"
A short little bald man wearing a tux came out and smiled. "Bulma, call me Krillian how many times do I have to tell you? Oh by the way Happy Birthday."
Gleaming she said, "Thank you. I just came in to get the usual."
"Ah yes your daddy placed an order today for you to come in and pick up any book you wanted." Then Krillian kneeled down and looked at Shenza. "Are you going to help your big sister pick out a really, really good book?"
Shenza stared at Krillian until he got nervous laughed and turned back to Bulma and said, "Not a big talker is she?"
"I'm afraid not," Bulma said but she wasn't really paying attention. Her mind was focused on the dozens of bookshelves. It was easy to say Bulma was addicted to the written world. "I'll take this one," she said pulling a thick one out.
Krillian took it from her hands and read the gold words on the cover. "The Hobbit," he read. "Good choice one of my personal favorites. I also got something else for you." Pulling a dark forest green colored book from behind him he said, "I picked this out especially for you."
"The Saiya-jin race," Bulma read. Flipping through it she beamed. "But Krillian my father only placed an order for one book."
"Ah it's a birthday present from me your such a sweet girl," Krillian said.
"Thank you Krillian," but then a saddened expression appeared on Bulma's face.
"What's wrong Bulma?" Krillian asked.
"Oh it's just. I love books so much and there is no one I can talk about them with except you. It feels like I don't have any real friends I can talk to besides you and Shenza."
Patting her on the shoulder Krillian smiled and said, "Well there's Yamucha I hear he fancies you."
Rolling her eyes Bulma said, "I think I'd rather marry ANYONE besides him. He's rude, tedious and not anyone I want to spend the rest of my life with. I want to get married but there's no one in this tiny town I can picture living with forever. Everyone seems to be paired up except me. I mean you have 18."
Krillian blushed. "Yea she's something."
Handing her books to Shenza she whispered to her sister, "You can flip through these on the way home while I carry the turkey ok sweetie?"
Giving Krillian a hug she said, "I appreciate how kind you've always been to me. Thank you Krillian."
~ Meanwhile back at the palace (or back at the ranch if you prefer)
Vegeta sat by the window staring off into what seemed like to him a cruel miserable world. "Blast that stupid curse," he said for probably the billionth time that day and he said it every day a billion times so it got pretty old.
Kakarot the little teapot came hopping in. "Good morning master beautiful day isn't it?"
Simple glaring at the simple kitchen appliance Vegeta muttered, "Kakarot leave me in peace."
"Come on Vegeta you have to get a better attitude," Kakarot said jumping on top of Vegeta's shoulder. "Or you'll never find that girl."
"What's the use?" Vegeta asked looking at the blurry reflection in the window. "I'm so hideous. Who would love me? Come on tell me who?"
"Uh..." Kakarot paused. "There has to be someone."
"Kakarot get the hell out of my face immediately."
"Yes sire," Kakarot obeyed jumping down.
"Kakarot.." Vegeta asked just as Kakarot was walking out the door.
"Yes?"
"What do you know of this "love" business that Kai talked about."
"A lot more than I used to," Kakarot responded. "Now I know no matter if Chi Chi is a Saigon, vacuum cleaner, or fruit cake I will always love her. Appearance doesn't matter."
Vegeta sighed. "Thank you Kakarot. You may leave now."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Meanwhile somewhere far away ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A young girl with long flowing light brown hair that had lavender streaks in it was walking down the streets of the planet formally known as Vegeta- sei until 20 years ago when the king had suddenly vanished. Her name unknown and her presence picked everyone's curiosity. Walking through the streets she saw just who she was looking for. A young blue-haired maiden standing in a bookstore.
Grinning the lavender haired woman giggled to herself, "Finally I found the perfect one my brother shall be pleased.
!!!!!!! DUN DUN DUN WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT????????GUESS WHAT I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU ALL SUFFER AND NEVER TELL MUA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHO IS THIS LAVENDER HAIRED MAIDEN????????? YOU WILL NOT FIND OUT UNTIL THE NEXT CHAPTER :P REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!