Things of the Past
Chapter 5
Disclaimer: Whatever it is, I don't own it. ^^;
First of all, I've received an email about how I've made Frieza's personality different. Yes, he is a nicer guy and a good father, so what? This is fanfiction. Let me break it down for you. Fan: not written by the creator, but a fan. Fiction: not real. So all in all, I can do whatever the hell I want. I could make Juuhachigou become a nun and make Bulma and ChiChi marry each other if I wanted, so get over it. Besides, if you don't like it, I don't recall forcing anyone to read it.
*** Bear-chan, this chapter is for you! ^_^
Bulma ran through the halls, sliding into her room once she reached it. She halted to a stop.
"Chi, are you here?!" she called out, frantically. ChiChi calmly walked out of the bathroom, rubbing lotion onto her arms.
"Krillin will be here any minute, come on!" Bulma said before running back out of the room, ChiChi following at a leisurely pace behind her.
~*~
"Your majesties, I present King Krillin of Chikyuusei," Lord Frieza's advisor announced, whilst motioning for the Chikyuujin to enter the throne room. ChiChi and Bulma stood from their seats automatically as they were accustomed to do whenever royalty other than themselves or Frieza entered the room.
Frieza stood as Krillin stopped before his throne. "Ah, Krillin, it is nice to see you. I do apologize for the loss of your father," Frieza said diplomatically.
"Thank you," Krillin replied sincerely. Bulma looked at ChiChi excitedly before approaching Krillin. She embraced him tightly.
"Oh, Krillin, it has been so long," she said with teary eyes. He smiled into her hair.
"Yes, it has. Too long. You have grown so beautiful, just as Yamucha has told me," he replied. She blushed at the obvious compliment.
"Well, look at you! You have hair now," she joked and he laughed. It was beginning to feel like old times.
"Come, let me show you to your room," she said, motioning for him to follow. He stopped briefly to hug and reunite himself with ChiChi before the three walked off.
Frieza seated himself back on his throne. The Adajinzounsei royalty would be arriving next.
~*~
Krillin, ChiChi and Bulma sat chatting comfortably amongst themselves. They were catching up on old times and hadn't stopped talking since Krillin had arrived. They were in the throne room, patiently awaiting the arrival of their Adajinzounjin companions.
"Your majesties," the advisor entered the room once more and ChiChi, Bulma and Krillin arose expectantly, "King Ichigou, Queen Nigou, Prince Juunanagou and Princess Juuhachigou of Adajinzounsei have arrived."
The four entered the room silently, bowing slightly at each of the other royalties present. Frieza, Ichigou and Nigou greeted each other respectfully. Bulma ran up and embraced Juunanagou; he returned the embrace full-force. Next, she hugged Juuhachigou, but she frowned when her old friend did not return it. She shrugged it off.
"Wow, you guys look so great," ChiChi exclaimed, also hugging each of them.
"Yes..." Juuhachigou drawled, looking around boredly. ChiChi raised an eyebrow at her, but moved aside so Krillin could shake hands with Juunanagou.
"I wish we all could have met sooner, you know?" Krillin asked conversationally. Juunanagou nodded enthusiastically. He was still the same Juunanagou. Bulma turned her gaze to his sister; she had changed. She wasn't that sweet blonde Bulma had known in junior school. Juuhachigou had become a cold and calculating woman.
~*~
Juunanagou had now joined in on the conversation of rememberance. They were joking about the pranks they used to pull on their teachers. Juuhachigou was sitting off to the side, not saying anything.
"Oh, man, and I thought the girls were bad in junior school!" Juunanagou exclaimed. "They only hounded me more as I got older!" They all shared a laugh, except Juuhachigou who rolled her eyes at her brother's arrogance.
"Vegeta always has to be the last, doesn't he? He's already late!" Bulma said irritably, shaking her head. As if on cue, the throne room doors opened yet again, allowing in the advisor.
"Your majesties, King Vegeta, Queen Mahia and Prince Vegeta of Vegetasei," he announced, stepping aside to allow them to enter. This time, everyone present in the throne room stood, Bulma stepping aside, so she could get a good look at her best childhood friend: Vegeta.
"Move, you fool!" Prince Vegeta yelled as he blasted a servant who stepped in his way. Bulma gasped in horror.
"Now, now, Prince Vegeta. You can't go killing my servants off," Lord Frieza tsked. Prince Vegeta glared hatefully at the Aisujin. He caught sight of Bulma out of the corner of his eye and smirked. He looked her up and down purposefully and she shuddered. She was even more beautiful than he'd ever remembered. He approached the group and gripped wrists with Juunanagou, then nodded at Krillin.
"Yo, Vegeta," Krillin greeted casually.
"Before we attend to politcal matters, let us proceed to the dining hall for dinner," Frieza stated, beginning to walk from the throne room. Everyone followed suit, each feeling hungry. Vegeta hung back until he was walking evenly with Bulma. She sped up, trying to refrain from being too close to him, but he sped up, as well.
"What's wrong with you, woman?" he asked confusedly. She gave him a skeptical look.
"What's wrong with YOU, is the question, Vegeta. You just murdered someone," she said viciously. He rose an eyebrow in question. What was the deal? He had killed many people in the past ten years. It certainly had never bothered him before. But somehow, it did now that the woman was acting so afraid of him because of it.
Vegeta didn't respond, but hung back, so Bulma could walk ahead of him. The way she wanted it.
~*~
Dinner went well. Everyone seemed to get along just fine as long as the conversation was casual and didn't involve any politics. Attitudes had changed now that they had begun discussing matters which had caused them to argue in the past few months.
"That's a terrible idea. The allied planets should have to pay taxes their respective planet. If the planet is in the south, they should pay it to us!" King Vegeta bellowed while motioning his hand at himself.
"I think that the taxes should be split between the Four Rule planets," Krillin countered. Juuhachigou looked at him momentarily.
"Well, I think that we should drop the taxes altogether," King Ichigou replied. The Queen of Vegetasei stood from her seat.
"Why the hell would we do that?" she asked angrily. Prince Vegeta smirked and tapped his mother on the shoulder. She looked at her son and sat down. There wasn't a thing in the universe she would deny her son. She knew that was the reason he was so spoiled though.
"We should try King Krillin's idea for awhile. Split the taxes between us, see how that works out," Frieza stated with his head resting on his hand. King Vegeta became outraged.
"Well, maybe I should just break the compromise between Vegetasei and Aisusei, Frieza!" he yelled angrily.
Queen Mahia gasped. "Vegeta!" She attempted to calm her mate and Vegeta glanced at Bulma and ChiChi. Bulma's hand was on her mouth and her eyes were wide. Was this really going to be the end of the Four Rule Order?
"Now, now, Vegeta. Let's not be too hasty," Frieza started calmly, "We'll rest on it."
King Vegeta stomped out of the room without a word, Mahia following closely behind him. Prince Vegeta arose slowly and followed his parents out. The awkward silence that followed was unbearable.
"Hmm... cheers!" Juunanagou joked and raised his glass. His mother slapped him across the back of the head.
~*~
Bulma crawled into bed and turned onto her side to face Zarbon. He silently waited for her to speak; he wasn't going to pressure her.
She stared into his eyes for a few moments before sighing. "Oh, god, Zarbon, the Saiyajin are not happy. The meeting did not go well at ALL. King Vegeta practically discontinued all negotions with the other Four Rule planets tonight. I don't know what's going to happen," she told him sadly.
He nodded grimly. "Well, hopefully, he'll rethink his decision. We certainly don't need a war between Aisusei and Vegetasei."
Bulma rubbed her face tiredly and nodded. She slid down further under the covers and scooted next to Zarbon. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed the back of her head before they both fell asleep.
Short, I know! But hey, I'm practically famous for my terribly short chapters! ^^; Actually, it's shorter than usual because I desperately need to take a shower, so yeah. Excuse right there, see! XD Want an email update for new chapters? Let me know in your review. I really appreciate the encouraging reviews I've gotten so far, (besides that one email! .) thanks a bunch!
Chapter 5
Disclaimer: Whatever it is, I don't own it. ^^;
First of all, I've received an email about how I've made Frieza's personality different. Yes, he is a nicer guy and a good father, so what? This is fanfiction. Let me break it down for you. Fan: not written by the creator, but a fan. Fiction: not real. So all in all, I can do whatever the hell I want. I could make Juuhachigou become a nun and make Bulma and ChiChi marry each other if I wanted, so get over it. Besides, if you don't like it, I don't recall forcing anyone to read it.
*** Bear-chan, this chapter is for you! ^_^
Bulma ran through the halls, sliding into her room once she reached it. She halted to a stop.
"Chi, are you here?!" she called out, frantically. ChiChi calmly walked out of the bathroom, rubbing lotion onto her arms.
"Krillin will be here any minute, come on!" Bulma said before running back out of the room, ChiChi following at a leisurely pace behind her.
~*~
"Your majesties, I present King Krillin of Chikyuusei," Lord Frieza's advisor announced, whilst motioning for the Chikyuujin to enter the throne room. ChiChi and Bulma stood from their seats automatically as they were accustomed to do whenever royalty other than themselves or Frieza entered the room.
Frieza stood as Krillin stopped before his throne. "Ah, Krillin, it is nice to see you. I do apologize for the loss of your father," Frieza said diplomatically.
"Thank you," Krillin replied sincerely. Bulma looked at ChiChi excitedly before approaching Krillin. She embraced him tightly.
"Oh, Krillin, it has been so long," she said with teary eyes. He smiled into her hair.
"Yes, it has. Too long. You have grown so beautiful, just as Yamucha has told me," he replied. She blushed at the obvious compliment.
"Well, look at you! You have hair now," she joked and he laughed. It was beginning to feel like old times.
"Come, let me show you to your room," she said, motioning for him to follow. He stopped briefly to hug and reunite himself with ChiChi before the three walked off.
Frieza seated himself back on his throne. The Adajinzounsei royalty would be arriving next.
~*~
Krillin, ChiChi and Bulma sat chatting comfortably amongst themselves. They were catching up on old times and hadn't stopped talking since Krillin had arrived. They were in the throne room, patiently awaiting the arrival of their Adajinzounjin companions.
"Your majesties," the advisor entered the room once more and ChiChi, Bulma and Krillin arose expectantly, "King Ichigou, Queen Nigou, Prince Juunanagou and Princess Juuhachigou of Adajinzounsei have arrived."
The four entered the room silently, bowing slightly at each of the other royalties present. Frieza, Ichigou and Nigou greeted each other respectfully. Bulma ran up and embraced Juunanagou; he returned the embrace full-force. Next, she hugged Juuhachigou, but she frowned when her old friend did not return it. She shrugged it off.
"Wow, you guys look so great," ChiChi exclaimed, also hugging each of them.
"Yes..." Juuhachigou drawled, looking around boredly. ChiChi raised an eyebrow at her, but moved aside so Krillin could shake hands with Juunanagou.
"I wish we all could have met sooner, you know?" Krillin asked conversationally. Juunanagou nodded enthusiastically. He was still the same Juunanagou. Bulma turned her gaze to his sister; she had changed. She wasn't that sweet blonde Bulma had known in junior school. Juuhachigou had become a cold and calculating woman.
~*~
Juunanagou had now joined in on the conversation of rememberance. They were joking about the pranks they used to pull on their teachers. Juuhachigou was sitting off to the side, not saying anything.
"Oh, man, and I thought the girls were bad in junior school!" Juunanagou exclaimed. "They only hounded me more as I got older!" They all shared a laugh, except Juuhachigou who rolled her eyes at her brother's arrogance.
"Vegeta always has to be the last, doesn't he? He's already late!" Bulma said irritably, shaking her head. As if on cue, the throne room doors opened yet again, allowing in the advisor.
"Your majesties, King Vegeta, Queen Mahia and Prince Vegeta of Vegetasei," he announced, stepping aside to allow them to enter. This time, everyone present in the throne room stood, Bulma stepping aside, so she could get a good look at her best childhood friend: Vegeta.
"Move, you fool!" Prince Vegeta yelled as he blasted a servant who stepped in his way. Bulma gasped in horror.
"Now, now, Prince Vegeta. You can't go killing my servants off," Lord Frieza tsked. Prince Vegeta glared hatefully at the Aisujin. He caught sight of Bulma out of the corner of his eye and smirked. He looked her up and down purposefully and she shuddered. She was even more beautiful than he'd ever remembered. He approached the group and gripped wrists with Juunanagou, then nodded at Krillin.
"Yo, Vegeta," Krillin greeted casually.
"Before we attend to politcal matters, let us proceed to the dining hall for dinner," Frieza stated, beginning to walk from the throne room. Everyone followed suit, each feeling hungry. Vegeta hung back until he was walking evenly with Bulma. She sped up, trying to refrain from being too close to him, but he sped up, as well.
"What's wrong with you, woman?" he asked confusedly. She gave him a skeptical look.
"What's wrong with YOU, is the question, Vegeta. You just murdered someone," she said viciously. He rose an eyebrow in question. What was the deal? He had killed many people in the past ten years. It certainly had never bothered him before. But somehow, it did now that the woman was acting so afraid of him because of it.
Vegeta didn't respond, but hung back, so Bulma could walk ahead of him. The way she wanted it.
~*~
Dinner went well. Everyone seemed to get along just fine as long as the conversation was casual and didn't involve any politics. Attitudes had changed now that they had begun discussing matters which had caused them to argue in the past few months.
"That's a terrible idea. The allied planets should have to pay taxes their respective planet. If the planet is in the south, they should pay it to us!" King Vegeta bellowed while motioning his hand at himself.
"I think that the taxes should be split between the Four Rule planets," Krillin countered. Juuhachigou looked at him momentarily.
"Well, I think that we should drop the taxes altogether," King Ichigou replied. The Queen of Vegetasei stood from her seat.
"Why the hell would we do that?" she asked angrily. Prince Vegeta smirked and tapped his mother on the shoulder. She looked at her son and sat down. There wasn't a thing in the universe she would deny her son. She knew that was the reason he was so spoiled though.
"We should try King Krillin's idea for awhile. Split the taxes between us, see how that works out," Frieza stated with his head resting on his hand. King Vegeta became outraged.
"Well, maybe I should just break the compromise between Vegetasei and Aisusei, Frieza!" he yelled angrily.
Queen Mahia gasped. "Vegeta!" She attempted to calm her mate and Vegeta glanced at Bulma and ChiChi. Bulma's hand was on her mouth and her eyes were wide. Was this really going to be the end of the Four Rule Order?
"Now, now, Vegeta. Let's not be too hasty," Frieza started calmly, "We'll rest on it."
King Vegeta stomped out of the room without a word, Mahia following closely behind him. Prince Vegeta arose slowly and followed his parents out. The awkward silence that followed was unbearable.
"Hmm... cheers!" Juunanagou joked and raised his glass. His mother slapped him across the back of the head.
~*~
Bulma crawled into bed and turned onto her side to face Zarbon. He silently waited for her to speak; he wasn't going to pressure her.
She stared into his eyes for a few moments before sighing. "Oh, god, Zarbon, the Saiyajin are not happy. The meeting did not go well at ALL. King Vegeta practically discontinued all negotions with the other Four Rule planets tonight. I don't know what's going to happen," she told him sadly.
He nodded grimly. "Well, hopefully, he'll rethink his decision. We certainly don't need a war between Aisusei and Vegetasei."
Bulma rubbed her face tiredly and nodded. She slid down further under the covers and scooted next to Zarbon. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed the back of her head before they both fell asleep.
Short, I know! But hey, I'm practically famous for my terribly short chapters! ^^; Actually, it's shorter than usual because I desperately need to take a shower, so yeah. Excuse right there, see! XD Want an email update for new chapters? Let me know in your review. I really appreciate the encouraging reviews I've gotten so far, (besides that one email! .) thanks a bunch!