A/N: The author apologizes for the mistakes in formatting and would like it to be known that she has been sacked.(Don't you just love Monty Python?)

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Priceless Jewels
Chapter 2- The Prince


Bulma was stretched out on her bed. Vegeta's eyes traveled up her bare shapely legs, over the black lace covering her black silk panties. He dragged his gaze upward, pausing only a moment when he noticed the small hoop that pierced the soft flesh of her stomach and the blue jewel that was attached to it resting against her navel. Filing away that little tidbit of information along with the image of her tiny waist he shifted his gaze farther up. His eyes skimmed over her well-shaped breasts captured in the matching black bra. The arrogant man trailed his eyes caressingly over her collarbone, up her slender neck, and then to… the pillow.
Vegeta growled as he realized he had been admiring this weak human. Angry with himself for such a sign of weakness and angry at Bulma for the quick jolt of lust that had shot through his system at seeing her body displayed like that. The angry Saiyan Prince stalked toward the bed and reaching out a hand yanked the pillow off Bulma's head and practically yelled, "I was speaking to you Woman. Now where's my dinner?" He had the satisfaction of seeing the pathetic human cringe at his voice.
Bulma grabbed her head and curled up into a ball on her side. "A minute, in a minute," she muttered through clenched teeth, a wave of nausea washing over her as a particularly viscous pain shot through her skull. She muffled a whimper, trying to ignore the anger of the male standing over her.
Hate this. Why does emotional suffering in the abyss have to translate into physical suffering in reality? There's not enough time, I wasted so much thinking, hoping that Yamcha would one day be ready to accept the Blood ways. Oh how could he do this to me? She hadn't realized that she had asked the question out loud, didn't notice the tear leaving a glittering trail, like diamonds along the curve of her cheek.
"Who? What are you talking about now?" Vegeta asked in annoyed exasperation, ignoring the uncomfortable sensation that he felt at seeing her crying.
"Yamcha cheated on me," Bulma whispered, yet Vegeta, with his saiyan hearing, was able to hear her clearly.
"So, you've finally found out. I was wondering when he would slip up, the incompetent fool." "You knew? And you didn't tell me?!" she demanded, not quite believing that Vegeta would pass up an opportunity to rub in how worthless Yamcha was.
"Knowing that something is and proving it are two different things. Besides it isn't any business of mine. Although on Vegeta-sai he would have been executed for cheating on his mate. He's a sorry excuse for a warrior and an even sorrier excuse for a man." Vegeta spoke sneeringly of the absent fighter.
"Even you believed he was cheating. What, did everyone know but me?"
"Not everyone. I'm sure that the thought hasn't even occurred to Goku yet."
Vegeta smirked when she muttered, "How comforting," in response.
"Now that we have that cleared up would you kindly make my dinner, and do try not to poison me this time. For once I'd like a palatable meal."
"You can hope, but yeah I guess I can fix you a quick snack before everyone else gets here since you've been comparatively good for you," Bulma dragged a hand through her hair. It was at this point that Bulma realized what she was wearing, or rather what she wasn't wearing. Her eyes widened and she let out a shrill squeak, causing Vegeta to wince before she dived for the edge of her comforter and quickly wrapped it around herself. She glared at the now evilly laughing Saiyan Prince.
"Stop that right now, or you'll have to fix you own dinner!" she flared her face flaming.
"Oh come now. You have to admit it's an amusing human quirk to try to make up for something that's already done. I'd already seen you so there was no point in screeching like that Woman," Vegeta said after his laughter had slowed enough to allow him to speak. Bulma stared at him until her soft lips quirked up in reluctant acknowledgement of his point.
"Get out of here right now, or you go to bed without supper," she commanded him, a slight blush still riding on her cheeks. Yet she spoke without the heat she had used when she had first discovered that he had seen her in her undressed state. And some of the shadows that had entered her eyes during the discussion of her disloyal boyfriend lightened, although the bruised look had not completely left her eyes. Vegeta, noticing this, took his leave muttering about loud-mouthed women who didn't know their proper place. As he walked down the hall he heard her actually giggle and say softly to the room, probably thinking he couldn't hear her, "Thanks for the attempt to be nice to me Vegeta, I honestly didn't expect that out of you. Somehow you always manage to surprise me. Although you were wrong about Yamcha…" her warm voice shifted, became fierce, "he was never my mate."

The Abyss

* She's not ready yet is she?* A male voice floated mist like through the Abyss chilling the heart of the listening shadow. *Don't worry, soon you will be gone and she in all her dark glory will be mine. The sands of time flow too quickly for even your clever hands to catch. Soon, Kaeleer and the rest of the Earth will be mine through her and everything you've suffered will be in vain, my clever little Witch. * A mocking laugh, tinged with triumph, crashed over Jaenelle in a vast wave. Jaenelle felt fear, for the first time in centuries, since the war between herself and Terreille. She quickly gathered her strength and with her mind called to her daughter on a psychic communication thread, female to female so that the other presence lurking in the Abyss would be unable to learn anything other than that she as talking to her heir.
*BULMA! *


Okay here's the next chapter. I got some questions in the reviews that I'll go ahead and address now.
Yes Kaeleer still exists.
Yes I plan to address somewhat of what happened after the war; hopefully what I'm planning will be able to explain how the two worlds are conjoined. This wasn't a question but I feel it may be a necessary thing to mention. The story is being rated R because of the violence, language and small spurts of lime/lemon that might crop up later.
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