Chapter 7

The morning before the ball proved to be a very busy time for everyone. Cooks were rushing around the kitchens, tailors were finishing up the last of the ordered suits and dresses and even the king had last minutes things to sign. But for Goku, the morning before the Full Moon Ball was the worst for her. Vegeta made her practice the Tsukino Rei dance over and over again-twenty times! Of course, he practiced with her, but Goku had never felt such a strain before. At least, none that she could remember.

"Jeeeee-taaaah!!" she whined as they finished for twentieth time. "Can we Pleeeeeez stop now? Onegai?" Vegeta looked her up and down before nodding his head.

"Hai. I think we should." He panted. They both flopped down onto the concrete floor, both absolutely exhausted. Goku lay flat on her back, breathing in deeply as she replaced the oxygen she lost while training. The first ten times was okay, but after that, they both began to sweat and gasp deeply for air. But Vegeta never gave up, he went even further and continued to practice and train even though he looked thoroughly spent. Goku knew she could always stop and let him continue, but she didn't want to be left behind. Vegeta and her worked so hard to get the moves right, it would be damn fucked up of her if she fucked up because she was too lazy to continue practicing with him. So she continued, a little grateful that Vegeta had the brains to think that they'd need a last minute practice.

Goku sat up and looked down at herself. Her ordinary black spandex gi was almost shining in the fluorescent lighting, a sign that she had really sweated! Goku grinned, somewhat impressed with herself for working up such a sweat, and a little happy that this meant a long lounge in the huge bath of Vegeta's. She looked up to Vegeta who was still lying on his back; eyes closed and arms spread out. His heavy breathing had slowed down and he seemed to hover between sleep and wake. Goku had to admit; she was feeling rather sleepy herself. Saa, I guess I should be after five hours non-stop training! She thought.

"Hey, 'Geta?" she asked him.

"Hn?"

"Shall we go now…or do you want to continue?" Vegeta shook his head.

"Iie, if we carry on, we'll only exhaust ourselves out before the ball." He explained. Goku nodded her head. Twenty times was a bit much, but going over that would be extreme. "Besides, I reckon we've both got it…don't you agree?" Goku looked up to see that Vegeta had rolled over onto his stomach and was resting his head in his hands, looking up at her. Goku felt her cheeks burn hot as she felt a blush work its way up onto her face. Her palms felt sweaty and she felt very nervous…but in a good way. Vegeta noticed this and frowned in a concerned way. "Bubbles? Is something wrong?" Goku knew she couldn't cover up her blush or nervousness; Vegeta knew her too well. So she told a half-truth.

"Uhh…it's nothing." She said, giving her best Son-grin. "I'm just kinda nervous about the Full Moon Ball tonight. I've never danced in front of a crowd before…"

"That makes two of us." He muttered. Goku snapped her head down to look Vegeta dead in the eye. His sexy, deep, black holes…

"Honto ni?" she asked. "But…Ryokucha said that from the age of twenty, the Saiyan no Ouji always dances at a Full Moon Ball, whether it be with a partner, or without."

"Hai, but I always found ways of diverting the attention." He muttered. There was silence as Goku looked down at Vegeta who was looking away.

"Why?" she asked finally, a little confused and curious by this mystery.

"Hn. I'm not going to tell you." He huffed.

"Oooooh! 'Geta…ohhh-nehh-gaaeee?" she pleaded. "Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, pleeez??" Vegeta smirked, enjoying torturing her.

"Iie."

"AAAAARRGH!!!" she yelled as she leapt at him. Vegeta was caught off guard as she jumped on his back, pulled off one of his boot and started to tickle his foot. "Tell me!" Vegeta tried to suppress his laughter, but found it was impossible. He began to laugh as she tickled his foot lightly.

"I-I-IIEEEEEEEE!!!" He screamed through a laugh.

"Fine, then I'll just hafta tickle it outta ya!" she laughed menacingly as she continued to tickle his foot. Vegeta shrieked with uncontrollable laughter. Fuck!! Why did I have to blab out to her that my only weak spot is when someone tickles my foot??!! He thought as he banged on the floor, tears streaming down his eyes.

"Bu-bu-BUBBLES!!!" he cried out. Goku grinned in ecstasy. Even though Bubbles wasn't her real name, she still loved it when he screamed it out. Whether it is during training, or in her dreams. But Vegeta wasn't going to give up! She was just his slave and he was the Saiyan no Ouji. He had to do something; or else he'd not only blurt out his secret, but also wet his pants! Oh, Kami…I hope this fucking works!

Vegeta bucked up and knocked Goku off. Caught off guard, she let go of his foot and fell flat on her face. He quickly turned around and leapt at her just as she had turned around too. But he was the faster, and straddled her hips, preventing her from causing another assault on his poor foot. There was a quick struggle as Goku tried to wriggle out from under him, but Vegeta had a firm grip.

"So, betray me on a secret I told you, ne?" he asked in a low, yet mocking tone. "We'll just see about that!" With that, he started to tickled her sides and under her arms. Goku's eyes went wide as she struggled to prevent herself from laughing, but couldn't help it, as it was just so ticklish! She screamed and laughed simultaneously as she trashed about, trying to hit Vegeta off her. But he kept a safe distance away from her flailing arms, smirking all the while he was tickling her.

"JEEEE-TAAHHH!!!" she screamed. Vegeta didn't know why, but the way she said his name made him feel…strange…all over. Ignoring it though, he continued to tickle her.

"I'll teach you what it's like to be tickled!" he laughed. "How it feels when someone has your weak spot!"

"JEEE-TAAHHH!!!" she screamed again. "ST-ST-STOPPIT!!! ONEGAI! PLEASE!!"

"Hmm, should I stop for my slave when she was the one who started it?" he asked, hands still on her as he pretended to think. "Nah! I think not!"

"IIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Goku instinctively kicked up her foot, kicking Vegeta in the back of his head. Not seeing it coming, he fell flat on her, arms clasping tightly onto her sides as though he were clinging onto her for dear life. Goku gave a squeak as he landed on her and his grip stilled and tightened. With his head over her shoulder, he lay motionless, brain numb from the sudden kick that just hit him in the back of his head. Goku took in a number of deep breaths, trying to calm herself. Kami…he practically had me there. She thought as her senses came back down after the flailing frenzy.

"Ugh…" she heard a low moan coming from the right hand side of her, a hot breath tickling the shell of her ear. Vegeta picked his head up to look Goku dead in the eye. It was then that everything froze. The noises outside, the air…even time itself ceased. Their minds suddenly ceased to think and the only things they could feel was the rising and falling of the others chest as they lay close together. And the only thing they could hear was their own heartbeat, pounding in their ears. It was a few moments later when they realized the intimate position they were in. Vegeta's legs were practically wrapped around Goku's hips; his hands gripping onto her sides and their bodies were tightly pressed together. But the most obvious to them was that their faces were merely centimeters apart. Goku could feel her heart beat wildly against her chest as her face began to heat up again. Vegeta's, too, began to flush as he stared into Goku's eyes. The deep abyss that seemed to be filled with eternal happiness and love. Vegeta didn't know what was happening, but whatever it was, he wanted it. Because his mouth suddenly went dry, he had to breathe through his nose so oxygen could be supplied to his madly beating heart. But as he was doing so, he caught a whiff of something. It smelt earthy and whole, yet, with a hint of chamomile, gardenia and lavender. Like the sweet fragranced herb gardens that he and Goku used to walk through. It smelt…heavenly. Vegeta was so wrapped up in his thoughts, that he didn't notice what was happening down below until he felt a certain ache. His first thoughts were to feel out the problem, but that idea fell short as he realized what was happening. Holy shit!!! I'm having a fucking erection!!! Vegeta leapt off Goku and quickly turned his back to her, hoping she hadn't noticed what was going on. Kami…please say she didn't see that! Oh, Jesus Christ and fucking General Jackson…PLEASE say she didn't see it!! Luckily for Vegeta, she didn't. Goku was too wrapped up in her own thought to notice that Vegeta was having his first erection. It was only after he had leapt off did she realise what had happened. Slowly, she shakily got to her feet. Vegeta's got his back turned to me…I guess that's not a good sign. She thought worriedly as the tension and silence thickened between them.

"Uh…" Vegeta broke the silence, though his back was still facing her. "Well, I guess training's done for today…" Goku nodded, a blush still burning on her cheeks.

"Hai." She said softly.

"I think you should go and have a bath now." He said.

"Saa." She said as she slowly walked towards the door. "I'll see you later, Vegeta." Vegeta didn't turn to face her, nor did he say anything, but she could see that he was nodding. He was trying his damndest to will away the burning erection so he could turn and face Goku, but found it was going away a little too slowly for his likes.

"I'll meet you in the living room. Make sure to have a good clean and a good sleep. I'll wake you up when it is time to get ready." Goku nodded, understanding Vegeta's sudden nervousness, as she was pretty nervous too.

"Saa. Ja ne, Vegeta." She said before she left the room.

"Ja ne, Bubbles." He muttered as he flopped down onto the floor, lost in what had just happened.

"AAH!!" he yelped as he sat up, dripping with sweat as the thin blood red silk sheets clung to his body. He looked down to see that, once again, his large member was standing to attention. "Fuck! For fucking Kami's sakes, what the fuck is wrong with me??!" he muttered to himself as he ran his fingers through sweat soaked hair. After a quick wash, Vegeta retreated hastily to his bed in the high hopes that whatever had happened between him and Goku in the training hall would disappear. But suddenly, it just got worse. Vegeta had begun to have…dreams. Very erotic dreams starring him and Goku! The first time it had happened, Vegeta had gotten the fright of his life! He wanted to go down to the Royal Physician and ask what the fuck was going on, but decided not to, as he knew the doctor would have to ask how this was happening. So that idea was out. The second time it happened, Vegeta thought of going to his father. But then he'd probably take this as a sign that Vegeta had, at long last, lost his dignifying respect for women…which he had not. He was just having a dream about one of them. Fucking horny dreams! He thought to himself. And now that it had happened for a third time, Vegeta was sick of it. "Kami, what the fuck is wrong with me! I have more control than that!!" He growled as he threw the sheet off his very naked body. "If this keeps up, I won't get any sleep before the ball!"

Vegeta had no clue as to why this was happening to him. He knew he may not have the universes greatest personality, but when it came to matters of women, he thought of them as equals. Never in his entire life did he ever have such…such…pornographic dreams!! And the worst of it that it was with his personal slave…Goku!! Vegeta was disgusted with himself. That last thing he wanted to do was think of Goku in that way, as it meant he thought little of her. Which he most certainly did not! Vegeta thought the world of Goku! She was the only slave he had ever allowed near him, and the only slave to ever think of him as a friend. She has never once thrown herself at me like the others, and I bet she's never once thought of me the way I'm dreaming of her! So why the fuck am I?? She's just my friend…isn't she?

Lately, Vegeta didn't know what was happening to him. Whenever Goku sparred, he couldn't help but marvel at her perfect, curvaceous body. Whenever she spoke to him, he couldn't help but wish to touch those soft lips of hers with his own. But most of all, whenever she was away, even in the room next door; he couldn't help but feel lost and lonely without her. Somehow, he didn't know how, he had begun to think of her as more than just a friend. But he thought more of her than just a beautiful face. But what, he didn't know. These feelings that are swimming in my chest and stomach…what are they? He wondered as he lay in the bath of his luxurious blue bathroom. It's not like the feelings that the foul mouthed guards talk of…that seems to be more physical. These are more…from within me. I can feel them; I can feel them very well! But…I don't know what they are. Vegeta stopped scrubbing as he thought of whom could tell him what he was feeling. He knew Nappa wouldn't know anything of the sort; Nappa was too slow for that sort of thing. Raditz, he didn't know too well and therefore presumed he wouldn't know anything of the sort either. A doctor would mean questions, which would require personal answers, so that was out as well. The cooks were nice enough, but he wasn't going to ask them! Then there's Bubble's baka friends…not a likely source, so I think I'll chuck that one in the garbage can as well. He sighed as he leaned back. Those are practically all the people I know! I either don't know them well enough to tell them, or I know them so well I know they won't understand! But…maybe Bubbles… Vegeta paused in thought. Goku was the only person he knew who would listen to you before honestly telling you what she thought. And even after that, what was said between you and her was a confidential and a complete secret. But how could he ask her something that involved her without letting her know it was her who he was asking about? Maybe I could just be subtle about it. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I'll talk as though I'm talking just in general…like I saw it happen to someone else. Vegeta ran that thought over in his head a couple of times before he resumed with his washing.

Goku tossed and turned in her sleep, dreaming about her and Vegeta. They were all alone, no one in sight. Everything was silent as a huge full moon hung low in the sky, illuminating the two very naked figures standing in the open balcony, face to face. Things got hot, then things got heavy, then…

"EEEP!!!" yelped Goku as she sat straight up, totally drenched in sweat. She quickly looked around to see that it was late afternoon and her balcony was closed. And even though she was naked, she was alone. Even though that was a relief, it was sort of disappointing. Goku knew of the feelings she had for her ouji, she had known for a long time now. But she knew she couldn't tell him what they were for fear of embarrassing herself. The morning training had come as a total shock and surprise to her. Kuso! What is wrong with me! He was just playing with me…like a friend! But Goku couldn't help but think back to when they were lying face to face, him on top of her. Goku didn't want to admit it, but she was very much turned on by this action. Even though it was just a friendly wrestle, the intimate position they were in refused to erase from her mind. "'Geta doesn't think of me like that!" she scolded herself. "And neither should I think of him in such a way! I've been doing it too much these days! Eyeing his ass is okay, but now I'm getting out of hand!" she gazed out the balcony window to look at the golden sun. "Hmm…it's pretty late. I'd better get ready for the ball tonight or 'Geta will never forgive me!" Goku clambered out of her bed and pulled on her black spandex suit. She trotted outside to see Vegeta walk in through the doors. They both stopped and stood stock still as they stared at each other. Ba! This is ridiculous!! Vegeta scolded himself.

"Uhh…Bubbles."

"'Geta." She said, putting a grin on her face. Vegeta gave a half grin back. Looks like we are just friends. She's forgotten about it already…

"I was just coming to wake you."

"Hai, well I'm up now."

"I can see." He said. "In that case, I think you should go and get ready for the ball tonight. It may start late, but it'll take a while to get ready." Goku grinned at her Adonis.

"Kay!" she paused as she gave him a confused look. "Umm…but 'Geta…I don't know what must be done…" Vegeta's eyes widened.

"What do you mean 'you don't know'?! Aren't you a woman??!"

"Hai, but I've never been to a fancy function where I had to dress up." She admitted. Vegeta slowly nodded, hard pressed to believe that this beautiful woman never went to a ball before.

"Hn, fine. I'll ring up the beautician." He muttered as he walked over to the intercom. Goku gave him a grateful smile.

"Dom arigato, 'Geta!" she smiled. Vegeta punched in a couple of buttons and summoned the Royal Beautician. "You know, I didn't think that you'd guys would have a beautician."

"Why not?" he asked curiously, then it occurred to him. "Iie, Bubbles, we don't use the beautician. My father only has her there for the slaves."

"Well, I guess then that applies to me, ne?"

"Of course it does!" he said. "How long have you been my slave for?!" Goku shrugged.

"I…I really don't know." She honestly replied. "How long have we been together?" Vegeta opened his mouth to respond when he stopped short. He honestly didn't know either, as it felt longer than he knew it was. "'Geta?"

"I…uh…don't know." He admitted sheepishly. Goku stared at him before she started to giggle.

"Tee hee…you mean, you don't know either? Vegeta? The Saiyan no Ouji?" she giggled some more as Vegeta's cheeks turned crimson with anger and embarrassment.

"Oh, shut up!" he snapped, blushing even deeper as Goku giggles turned into laughter. "But I just feel that it had been more than that!" Goku stopped laughing as she looked at him. Vegeta could feel his face burn and he wanted to punch himself for saying such a thing. Goku took a few steps closer to him.

"'Geta?" she asked. "What do you mean?" Vegeta could do nothing but blush deeply. He knew exactly what he meant; that it felt like they had known each other forever. Well, it was like that in his case. Each day he lived with Goku felt like a year. And each moment would feel like a day.

"Uhh…umm…" Vegeta stuttered to bring himself to say it. I mean, we're friends aren't we? I don't think she'll take it the way I think she would…will she? Vegeta opened his mouth a number of times and closed them again. As he contemplated whether he should say it or not, reasons led to hidden feelings. He didn't know whether Goku thought of him the way he did of her; that she was his little world. But he did like her…maybe even…

"Sire?" came a voice from outside the door. Vegeta snapped out of his trance and looked to Goku before walking to the huge mahogany doors. Peering out, he saw Bijin, the royal beautician.

Vegeta had to admit that she certainly was a strange looking alien for a beautician. She had purple scaly skin, thin scaly lips and her face reminded him of an iguana. But her sparkling white teeth, piercing yellow eyes and smooth hairless and ear-less appearance was probably what made her so attractive to her kind. Bijin gave a deep curtsy before Vegeta before straightening up.

"You sent for me sire?" she asked. Vegeta nodded and allowed her to come in.

"My personal slave," he indicated Goku with a wave of his hand. "Is going to attend the Full Moon Ball tonight. I want her properly scrubbed and pampered…got it?" Bijin's eyes widened at the word 'pampered' and so did Goku's. Eh? Me…pampered?? She wondered. Bijin nodded.

"Very well, sire." She said as Vegeta left the room.

"I'm going to prepare for the Full Moon Ball tonight." He said as he stood between the doors. "When I return, I expect her to be cleaned and fully dressed, ready for the ball." Bijin nodded again.

"Hai, sire." Vegeta took a quick glance at Goku before he whisked out the door and down to his bathroom. Goku stood for a few seconds, contemplating what had been said before Bijin knocked on the door. 'Geta said that he felt that our time together had been more. More than what? She wondered as she stared at the blank spot where Vegeta once was. Does…does this mean he likes me? There was a silence in her mind as she pondered on the thought, but it was soon broken by Bijin. "Well, well, well." Goku looked up to see her smiling mischievously at her.

"Eh? Nani?" she asked, frowning. A little habit she unconsciously picked up from her master.

"Oh, nothing." She smiled. "But this is the first time the ouji has ever called upon me to treat a lady!"

"Huh?" asked Goku. If she wasn't confused before, she was certainly now! She just didn't get it. What did Bijin mean? "What do you mean? Wakarimasen??"

"You mean, you don't know? I…" Bijin stopped suddenly. "Oh, why am I telling you this while you stand there clad in your spandex suit, looking like something my cat coughed up!" she gasped as she hurried over.

In an instant, she whipped off Goku's suit, leaving a stark naked Goku standing in the middle of the room, clutching her front in embarrassment.

"Hey!!!" she yelped. Bijin ignored her as she grabbed her arm, threw a robe around her and dragged her out to her work place. "Where are you taking me??!" she yelped as Bijin dragged her along the corridors, her already deep red blush deepening.

"I have to prepare you for the ouji!" she said excitedly. "If everything goes well…oh! To think we'll finally have the king we deserve!!" Goku was about to ask her what she meant by that when she was sent hurling through two silver doors, a sign that this region belonged to the king. The instant they were inside, twenty servant women surrounded Goku, took off her robe and placed her in a hot bath. Goku was highly confused by this. "How…how did they know we were coming?" she asked Bijin. Bijin gave her a friendly smile.

"Because we, as the Yume race, are telepathic."

"Oh." She said simply.

"Ooh!" said one of the girls'. Goku turned her head around to find on of the girls' gawking at her backside. She blushed deeply and attempted to turn away, but the girl had a grip on her hips.

"EEP!!" she screamed. "Let me go, gaishou!!!" The girl looked up at Bijin, who looked at Goku's behind as well. Goku could feel her blush deepen, if that was possible. What in the hell are they looking at back there??! She questioned. She was suddenly answered when Bijin asked her something.

"Goku, is it?" Goku nodded, wanting to ask how she knew when she remembered that Bijin was telepathic. "Where did this scar come from?"

"Which one?"

"The one above your bottom." Goku blushed.

"Hai, well, don't tell anyone this…but I used to have a tail." Because all the girls' were standing behind Goku, she couldn't see their shocked, surprised and 'I told you so' faces.

"Oh." Said Bijin. "Wait here, onegai."

Bijin quickly hurried to another silver door on the other side of the room. Cautiously, she knocked on the door.

"Enter." Said a smooth voice. Bijin cracked the door open slightly and slipped through. She quickly closed it and whisked across grass green carpets to a woman sitting across a table with a suisho ball. "Ah, Bijin. I was wondering when you'd come to tell me that Mirai Saiyan no Jyo-ou has arrived to be treated." Bijin bowed down before the woman.

"Gomen nasai to intrude, Megami." She said. "But…you were right. She is here!" Megami just nodded her smooth and emerald green scaled head.

"Hai so desu." She said. "Tonight will decide whether she shall reign queen along with the ouji."

"What must we do, Megami?"

"All we can do is prepare her." She said. "From here on, true love will find its way." Bijin nodded.

"But, what must we do to prepare her. You know that the Saiyan council won't allow the two to mate, and it can never be proved that is saiyan, as she doesn't have a tail…" Bijin was silenced as Megami held up her hand.

"Slow down, Bijin." She smiled gently. "Love is something that is out of our hands. No one can control it."

"Not even you, great Megami?"

"Not even me." She smiled. "And if I can't control something the saiyan council has no idea about, doesn't that tell you something?" Bijin nodded.

"Hai, hai so desu."

"I suggest we 'pamper' her, as her dear koi so put it."

"But Megami…they haven't…"

"Maybe not tonight, nor for the next couple. But as I said, love is something out of our hands." She smiled. Bijin smiled back. "Now, give her the 'Aphrodisiac Treatment'."

"Hai, Megami-sensei." She bowed as she prepared to leave.

"Oh, and Bijin."

"Hmm?"

"Give her one dose of the Kiseki Potion." She smiled. "It might help the two star crossed lovers."