Chapter Three
Vegeta returned to his large house several hours later with his cat in his arms, it was now dusk as the hot sun was finally setting. The cat purred as Vegeta stroked the top of his orange head, around the cat's tail was a plain white bandage that was wrapped tightly. Vegeta couldn't believe that his own offspring had done this to his Vegeta Jr., it was a line that should not of been crossed.
"Hey Vegeta! Is your cat ok?" Came a voice from around the corner. Vegeta quickly stopped and inspected his surroundings, there was not a trace of anyone or a strange ki reading. He then looked behind him to see Novi standing there with the ball of energy in her hands.
Vegeta rolled his eyes, he knew that Novi was there to cause trouble, that was the kind of sprite that she was, a trouble maker. He sighed as he put his cat down and obidently the cat ran towards Capsule Corp. Vegeta looked as his cats body disappeared in the distance and then slowly turned to see Novi cirlcling him, he did not take well to this and began to sink into a fighting stance.
"This is going to be so much fun." Novi smiled and tosed the ball lightly in the air and caught it once again. She looked at the energy and then to Vegeta with a small smile on her face. "I'll miss you though." She stood up straight and waved for a moment making Vegeta lift an eyebrow as she pitched the ball straight towards Vegeta with an amazing amount of strength.
As the ball of energy hit him he looked up as the dust cleared, he stood and brusted the green off of his clothes and looked over to Novi disappointed, Novi continued to smile. "What were you trying to do? Tickle me to death?" Vegeta laughed coldly.
"Not really. I was trying to do this." Novi closed her eyes and raised her arms. Vegeta looked up as streams of light began to emerge from Novi's palms, Novi continued creating the beams of light until her eyes shot open and quickly brought her arm's down, making her palms face Vegeta. The light soon began to engulf the Saiyajin Prince that stood the dumb founded.
"What the hell are you doing?" Vegeta said as he glared at Novi.
She smiled and looked at Vegeta who was looking around for an exit but to no avail. She then whispered, "I'm helping Gohan with his studies." Vegeta took a moment and then screamed as a strange sensation came over him and he was lifted from the ground and began to vanish.
"You are going to pay for this Novi!" Vegeta yelled as he began to fade.
"Oh, I don't think so." She smiled as the prince of saiyajin's vanished from her sights and appeared in another.
***
Vegeta stood and rubbed the top of his head, whatever had happened he couldn't remember, but it must not of been to pleasant. As he opened his eyes they squinted at the amount of light present in what he thought was his bedroom, but to his surprise, he found himself at a lose for words. Initially all he saw were gigantic collums that rose up from all points in the room to support a ceiling that seemed to stand at least 100 feet above his head. He looked towards the sun that was visable through long windows that traveled up the massive walls and some onto the ceilings, everything was a sand color or made of stone. As he stood he felt the warm of the hard floor and discovered a white marble to surround him making the sun shine even more in the suana.
"Where the hell am I?" Vegeta said as he began to walk towards the large open door in front of him, it wasn't quiet a door, more of an open recess in the wall. His footsteps echoed loudly causing him to look down to see his feet in a pair of gold sandals. "WHAT THE HELL?!" Vegeta said as he inspected his new shoes and as he was looking down he caught his reflection in the white tile and had to keep himself from fainting.
Rather then his modern clothes including NIKE pants and his wife beater he found himself in a skirt and gold embrodery to match. His white skirt came down to his knees and was strangly wrapped around his waist with a golden belt, and his new shirt was no more then a golden necklace that he found very intricate and to him, femine. He looked up to his head to see his hair remailed the same except for the absence of the two grey hairs he had come to loathe so much, he smirked at this but his face returned to it's usual state as he continued to look at the rest of his outfit.
"This is ridiculous, I'm a warrior! Not a house wife." Vegeta said as he heard footsteps coming towards him. He instinctivly prepared a ki blast in his hands just in case until the person who immerged was, stupid. He lifted his head and was ready to fire but held back at the last second as the man imerged from around the coner, rather then an alien it was Trunks, only several years older being about seventeen. He was dressed in almost the same clothes as Vegeta with the exception for the excessive gold and smiled as he caught glimps of his father. Vegeta, completely dumbfounded, raised his eyebrow as his son began to speak.
"Father we have been searching for you for hours! We have a slave that was caught stealing bread from the bazaar. We need you to decide a punishment." Trunks smiled in Vegeta's oh so familiar way taking Vegeta a back, he had never seen his son look so, evil.
Trunks then looked back from where he had come and called out in some strange language that Vegeta had never heard before. After this call Piccolo and an older version of Goten entered the room with a badly beaten Goku in their arms. Vegeta, astonished, blinked several times and wiped his eyes to make sure he wasn't a wonderful dream that he would have to wake from. Instead of Goku's usual smiling face he stared at the group with a look of horror in his black eyes, and rather then his usual Gi he wore a torn white clothe that was very, very, very dirty.
"Pharaoh," Piccolo paused while he bowed as Vegeta walked towards the three, "this is the slave that was caught stealing." He kept his head down as he spoke to make sure that he couldn't make eye contact with Vegeta.
"What a predicament you are in Kakkorrot." Vegeta said coldly. Goku bowed his head lower knowing that nothing good was going to come from this.
"What are you going to do with him father?" Trunks asked eagerly.
"Tell me, do you like to kill boy?" Vegeta said looking at his son.
"Well yes. Isn't that what you taught me?"\
Vegeta's heart swelled with joy and amazement as he heard his son speak of enjoyment in death. He looked at his son with a very blank stare for several moments until Trunks finally spoke.
"Are you feeling well?"
"I'm fine, I have never been more proud of you boy." Vegeta said as he looked at his son. He wondered why this son, in a skirt, could be better then his son in the present time.
"The punishment Pharaoh?" Goten said as he remained looking at the ground.
"Why don't you make him a my personal slave. I wouldn't kill anyone in a way that was that cowardly." Vegeta said as he walked past the four who stood in awe.
"Father, are you sure that you feel well, this man just. . . stole. What if the other peasants do the same because of this?" Trunks said while following his father.
"There are worse crimes in this world Trunks and knowing him he will help me more then he could dead." Vegeta smirked as he marveled at his own knowledge, he considered himself very wise, and loved it when Trunks actually listened to him. He continued to inspect the area realizing just how rich it was and began to enjoy his situation more and more.
Trunks could only look at his father as they continued to walk around the open room, inspecting every last detail until Vegeta heard his name being called, well Pharaoh. Rather then the two bulky men, Chi Chi appeared before the two looking rather, different. Unlike her usual motherly clothes she was in a yellow silk dress that was tied with golden string at the waist, her eyes were emphasized with red eye liner that made them stand out immensly. She looked much better then Vegeta had remembered and was only taken out of his staring state when his son elbowed him in the side to bring him back down to what ever reality this was.
"Pharaoh, the queen wishes to see you." Chi Chi said as she bowed before Vegeta. He rolled his eyes as he started to get sick of this Pharaoh thing. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest with his eyes closed.
"What the hell is your problem woman. I don't think that you get this, I AM NOT THE PHARAOH. Was that easy enough to understand?!" Vegeta said coldly. Both Trunks and Chi Chi looked very confused as they looked up at Vegeta.
"What do you mean you aren't the Pharaoh. Father do you have a fever?" Trunks asked again looking at his father.
"No, I don't have a fever. I am telling you that this damn Sprite did this to me."
"Sprite? What's a Sprite father?"
"Will you stop! How do I get out of here?" Vegeta said as he began to run around the room looking for an exit. Trunks and Chi Chi stood and looked at each other and then at Vegeta.
"Is he ok?" Chi Chi whispered.
"I have no idea." Trunks replied.
"Damn you Novi! Get me out of this place!"
"What's a Novi? Is it a new God?" Chi Chi asked.
"I'm not quiet sure." Trunks said. "Father why don't you go and see mother. She is waiting for you. I will go and. . . train." Trunks eagerly looked for an exit as he rushed out of the room before Vegeta could speak in protest.
"This way Pharaoh." Chi Chi said as she began to walk through yet another doorway! Vegeta rolled his eyes and realized that he would need to find a way out of this place, but he needed to figure out where he was first. He followed Chi Chi until she stopped and opened a door, Vegeta stepped into the new room only to see the door close almost instantly behind him. He went back to the door and tried to open it but found it locked somehow, he seriously considered just Ki blasting the door but on second thought decided he may not want to draw the attension to himself.
"Are they trying to kill me now?" Vegeta thought as he looked around.
"Vegeta, what took you so long?" A voice said to Vegeta's back. He immedetaly turned around and crouched down into his fighting stance until he checked for Ki, finding none he stood back up. He looked forward to see a cloud of silk blocking his vision of the woman who had called him by his name. He began to walk forward moving the obstructions with his hands until he reached the other side of the silk forest. There before him lay a bed that was made of several pillows and silk sheets, and on top of the sheets was Bulma, only she was completely different. Although she retained the same features in this world as the last, her blue hair was long and falling past the small of her back, she looked much younger and less stressed. Unlike Chi Chi, Bulma was in a gown made of purple and blue silk that flowed over the edge of the bed and to the floor, around her head was a golden headband that took the shape of a snake which matched her golden sandals.
Vegeta blinked as he looked over his mate from head to toe, about six or seven times. "Ok, why are you here?" Vegeta asked as he kept himself from drooling, he had to admit, this was the sexiest he had ever seen Bulma. She looked at him with a puzzled look on her face.
"Well I am here because I am the queen. I think..." Bulma said as she looked at a confused Vegeta. "Are you feeling ok?"
"How many times are you damn people going to ask me that?!" Vegeta vented his frustration.
"Forgive me Pharaoh, I will leave you then." Bulma said as she stood and began to walk past Vegeta. As she walked past him he caught the sent of her perfume and went wild. It was much different then the crap she wore in the other reality, this smell he had never experienced before and wanted more.
Vegeta looked at his mate as she began to open the door and then thought to himself. "Wait a second. What the hell am I doing!" He quickly grabbed Bulma's shoulder and drew her closer to him. She couldn't help but smirk as Vegeta leaned over to kiss her and lifted her into his arms.
***
The next afternoon Vegeta awoke when he heard a loud pounding on the door. He, being semi conscious, rose from the bed and wrapped a blanket around his waist. As he walked towards the door he scratched his head remembering the strange dream that he had had the night before.
Once he reached the door he opened it to see Gohan standing before him, only it wasn't Gohan. Rather then the seven year old twerp he was a young grown man that stood with a pile of books in his hand.
Vegeta snapping out of his dazed state looked at Gohan and then around. Sure enough it was no dream, he was still in this strange world. Bulma lay on the bed, still asleep and Vegeta remained in a skirt.
"Pharaoh! Forgive me." Gohan looked down and began to walk away as Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Who are you?"
"I am the new tutor for Trunks."
"What day is this?"
"I'm not sure, we don't really have a day system yet." Gohan said looking at the ground. "But if we charted the stars and planets patterns then we could, I got it!" Gohan said taking a note of a piece of papyrus in his hands.
"Wait, are you telling me that you come everyday?" Vegeta asked.
"Well yes. Trunks must be taught to rule the kingdom, he must never get any time off."
"I could get used to this." Vegeta said relaxing a little. No more interuptions from that twerp! Vegeta thought to himself. He then looked at Gohan that hadn't moved after taking his notes. "Well, why are you still here?"
"Forgive me Pharaoh, do you know where your son is?"
"To hell if I know, I think that he was talking about going to train or something, but I have important buisness I must attend to." Vegeta then shut the door in Gohan's face without even saying goodbye, he turned around to see Bulma, who remained asleep. As he walked closer to her he couldn't help but stare at her beauty, he lay next to her and kissed her bare forehead. He was going to be sure to take full advantage of this 'Saturday School'.
Vegeta returned to his large house several hours later with his cat in his arms, it was now dusk as the hot sun was finally setting. The cat purred as Vegeta stroked the top of his orange head, around the cat's tail was a plain white bandage that was wrapped tightly. Vegeta couldn't believe that his own offspring had done this to his Vegeta Jr., it was a line that should not of been crossed.
"Hey Vegeta! Is your cat ok?" Came a voice from around the corner. Vegeta quickly stopped and inspected his surroundings, there was not a trace of anyone or a strange ki reading. He then looked behind him to see Novi standing there with the ball of energy in her hands.
Vegeta rolled his eyes, he knew that Novi was there to cause trouble, that was the kind of sprite that she was, a trouble maker. He sighed as he put his cat down and obidently the cat ran towards Capsule Corp. Vegeta looked as his cats body disappeared in the distance and then slowly turned to see Novi cirlcling him, he did not take well to this and began to sink into a fighting stance.
"This is going to be so much fun." Novi smiled and tosed the ball lightly in the air and caught it once again. She looked at the energy and then to Vegeta with a small smile on her face. "I'll miss you though." She stood up straight and waved for a moment making Vegeta lift an eyebrow as she pitched the ball straight towards Vegeta with an amazing amount of strength.
As the ball of energy hit him he looked up as the dust cleared, he stood and brusted the green off of his clothes and looked over to Novi disappointed, Novi continued to smile. "What were you trying to do? Tickle me to death?" Vegeta laughed coldly.
"Not really. I was trying to do this." Novi closed her eyes and raised her arms. Vegeta looked up as streams of light began to emerge from Novi's palms, Novi continued creating the beams of light until her eyes shot open and quickly brought her arm's down, making her palms face Vegeta. The light soon began to engulf the Saiyajin Prince that stood the dumb founded.
"What the hell are you doing?" Vegeta said as he glared at Novi.
She smiled and looked at Vegeta who was looking around for an exit but to no avail. She then whispered, "I'm helping Gohan with his studies." Vegeta took a moment and then screamed as a strange sensation came over him and he was lifted from the ground and began to vanish.
"You are going to pay for this Novi!" Vegeta yelled as he began to fade.
"Oh, I don't think so." She smiled as the prince of saiyajin's vanished from her sights and appeared in another.
***
Vegeta stood and rubbed the top of his head, whatever had happened he couldn't remember, but it must not of been to pleasant. As he opened his eyes they squinted at the amount of light present in what he thought was his bedroom, but to his surprise, he found himself at a lose for words. Initially all he saw were gigantic collums that rose up from all points in the room to support a ceiling that seemed to stand at least 100 feet above his head. He looked towards the sun that was visable through long windows that traveled up the massive walls and some onto the ceilings, everything was a sand color or made of stone. As he stood he felt the warm of the hard floor and discovered a white marble to surround him making the sun shine even more in the suana.
"Where the hell am I?" Vegeta said as he began to walk towards the large open door in front of him, it wasn't quiet a door, more of an open recess in the wall. His footsteps echoed loudly causing him to look down to see his feet in a pair of gold sandals. "WHAT THE HELL?!" Vegeta said as he inspected his new shoes and as he was looking down he caught his reflection in the white tile and had to keep himself from fainting.
Rather then his modern clothes including NIKE pants and his wife beater he found himself in a skirt and gold embrodery to match. His white skirt came down to his knees and was strangly wrapped around his waist with a golden belt, and his new shirt was no more then a golden necklace that he found very intricate and to him, femine. He looked up to his head to see his hair remailed the same except for the absence of the two grey hairs he had come to loathe so much, he smirked at this but his face returned to it's usual state as he continued to look at the rest of his outfit.
"This is ridiculous, I'm a warrior! Not a house wife." Vegeta said as he heard footsteps coming towards him. He instinctivly prepared a ki blast in his hands just in case until the person who immerged was, stupid. He lifted his head and was ready to fire but held back at the last second as the man imerged from around the coner, rather then an alien it was Trunks, only several years older being about seventeen. He was dressed in almost the same clothes as Vegeta with the exception for the excessive gold and smiled as he caught glimps of his father. Vegeta, completely dumbfounded, raised his eyebrow as his son began to speak.
"Father we have been searching for you for hours! We have a slave that was caught stealing bread from the bazaar. We need you to decide a punishment." Trunks smiled in Vegeta's oh so familiar way taking Vegeta a back, he had never seen his son look so, evil.
Trunks then looked back from where he had come and called out in some strange language that Vegeta had never heard before. After this call Piccolo and an older version of Goten entered the room with a badly beaten Goku in their arms. Vegeta, astonished, blinked several times and wiped his eyes to make sure he wasn't a wonderful dream that he would have to wake from. Instead of Goku's usual smiling face he stared at the group with a look of horror in his black eyes, and rather then his usual Gi he wore a torn white clothe that was very, very, very dirty.
"Pharaoh," Piccolo paused while he bowed as Vegeta walked towards the three, "this is the slave that was caught stealing." He kept his head down as he spoke to make sure that he couldn't make eye contact with Vegeta.
"What a predicament you are in Kakkorrot." Vegeta said coldly. Goku bowed his head lower knowing that nothing good was going to come from this.
"What are you going to do with him father?" Trunks asked eagerly.
"Tell me, do you like to kill boy?" Vegeta said looking at his son.
"Well yes. Isn't that what you taught me?"\
Vegeta's heart swelled with joy and amazement as he heard his son speak of enjoyment in death. He looked at his son with a very blank stare for several moments until Trunks finally spoke.
"Are you feeling well?"
"I'm fine, I have never been more proud of you boy." Vegeta said as he looked at his son. He wondered why this son, in a skirt, could be better then his son in the present time.
"The punishment Pharaoh?" Goten said as he remained looking at the ground.
"Why don't you make him a my personal slave. I wouldn't kill anyone in a way that was that cowardly." Vegeta said as he walked past the four who stood in awe.
"Father, are you sure that you feel well, this man just. . . stole. What if the other peasants do the same because of this?" Trunks said while following his father.
"There are worse crimes in this world Trunks and knowing him he will help me more then he could dead." Vegeta smirked as he marveled at his own knowledge, he considered himself very wise, and loved it when Trunks actually listened to him. He continued to inspect the area realizing just how rich it was and began to enjoy his situation more and more.
Trunks could only look at his father as they continued to walk around the open room, inspecting every last detail until Vegeta heard his name being called, well Pharaoh. Rather then the two bulky men, Chi Chi appeared before the two looking rather, different. Unlike her usual motherly clothes she was in a yellow silk dress that was tied with golden string at the waist, her eyes were emphasized with red eye liner that made them stand out immensly. She looked much better then Vegeta had remembered and was only taken out of his staring state when his son elbowed him in the side to bring him back down to what ever reality this was.
"Pharaoh, the queen wishes to see you." Chi Chi said as she bowed before Vegeta. He rolled his eyes as he started to get sick of this Pharaoh thing. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest with his eyes closed.
"What the hell is your problem woman. I don't think that you get this, I AM NOT THE PHARAOH. Was that easy enough to understand?!" Vegeta said coldly. Both Trunks and Chi Chi looked very confused as they looked up at Vegeta.
"What do you mean you aren't the Pharaoh. Father do you have a fever?" Trunks asked again looking at his father.
"No, I don't have a fever. I am telling you that this damn Sprite did this to me."
"Sprite? What's a Sprite father?"
"Will you stop! How do I get out of here?" Vegeta said as he began to run around the room looking for an exit. Trunks and Chi Chi stood and looked at each other and then at Vegeta.
"Is he ok?" Chi Chi whispered.
"I have no idea." Trunks replied.
"Damn you Novi! Get me out of this place!"
"What's a Novi? Is it a new God?" Chi Chi asked.
"I'm not quiet sure." Trunks said. "Father why don't you go and see mother. She is waiting for you. I will go and. . . train." Trunks eagerly looked for an exit as he rushed out of the room before Vegeta could speak in protest.
"This way Pharaoh." Chi Chi said as she began to walk through yet another doorway! Vegeta rolled his eyes and realized that he would need to find a way out of this place, but he needed to figure out where he was first. He followed Chi Chi until she stopped and opened a door, Vegeta stepped into the new room only to see the door close almost instantly behind him. He went back to the door and tried to open it but found it locked somehow, he seriously considered just Ki blasting the door but on second thought decided he may not want to draw the attension to himself.
"Are they trying to kill me now?" Vegeta thought as he looked around.
"Vegeta, what took you so long?" A voice said to Vegeta's back. He immedetaly turned around and crouched down into his fighting stance until he checked for Ki, finding none he stood back up. He looked forward to see a cloud of silk blocking his vision of the woman who had called him by his name. He began to walk forward moving the obstructions with his hands until he reached the other side of the silk forest. There before him lay a bed that was made of several pillows and silk sheets, and on top of the sheets was Bulma, only she was completely different. Although she retained the same features in this world as the last, her blue hair was long and falling past the small of her back, she looked much younger and less stressed. Unlike Chi Chi, Bulma was in a gown made of purple and blue silk that flowed over the edge of the bed and to the floor, around her head was a golden headband that took the shape of a snake which matched her golden sandals.
Vegeta blinked as he looked over his mate from head to toe, about six or seven times. "Ok, why are you here?" Vegeta asked as he kept himself from drooling, he had to admit, this was the sexiest he had ever seen Bulma. She looked at him with a puzzled look on her face.
"Well I am here because I am the queen. I think..." Bulma said as she looked at a confused Vegeta. "Are you feeling ok?"
"How many times are you damn people going to ask me that?!" Vegeta vented his frustration.
"Forgive me Pharaoh, I will leave you then." Bulma said as she stood and began to walk past Vegeta. As she walked past him he caught the sent of her perfume and went wild. It was much different then the crap she wore in the other reality, this smell he had never experienced before and wanted more.
Vegeta looked at his mate as she began to open the door and then thought to himself. "Wait a second. What the hell am I doing!" He quickly grabbed Bulma's shoulder and drew her closer to him. She couldn't help but smirk as Vegeta leaned over to kiss her and lifted her into his arms.
***
The next afternoon Vegeta awoke when he heard a loud pounding on the door. He, being semi conscious, rose from the bed and wrapped a blanket around his waist. As he walked towards the door he scratched his head remembering the strange dream that he had had the night before.
Once he reached the door he opened it to see Gohan standing before him, only it wasn't Gohan. Rather then the seven year old twerp he was a young grown man that stood with a pile of books in his hand.
Vegeta snapping out of his dazed state looked at Gohan and then around. Sure enough it was no dream, he was still in this strange world. Bulma lay on the bed, still asleep and Vegeta remained in a skirt.
"Pharaoh! Forgive me." Gohan looked down and began to walk away as Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Who are you?"
"I am the new tutor for Trunks."
"What day is this?"
"I'm not sure, we don't really have a day system yet." Gohan said looking at the ground. "But if we charted the stars and planets patterns then we could, I got it!" Gohan said taking a note of a piece of papyrus in his hands.
"Wait, are you telling me that you come everyday?" Vegeta asked.
"Well yes. Trunks must be taught to rule the kingdom, he must never get any time off."
"I could get used to this." Vegeta said relaxing a little. No more interuptions from that twerp! Vegeta thought to himself. He then looked at Gohan that hadn't moved after taking his notes. "Well, why are you still here?"
"Forgive me Pharaoh, do you know where your son is?"
"To hell if I know, I think that he was talking about going to train or something, but I have important buisness I must attend to." Vegeta then shut the door in Gohan's face without even saying goodbye, he turned around to see Bulma, who remained asleep. As he walked closer to her he couldn't help but stare at her beauty, he lay next to her and kissed her bare forehead. He was going to be sure to take full advantage of this 'Saturday School'.
