AN : Finally, another chapter. Consider yourself lucky : I wrote this when I have a chemistry exam tomorrow. And you know why? Because of all those wonderful reviews! Thank you!

Chapter six

"I heard the saddest story about milord this morning," Chi announced.

Bulma wore a perplexed look. 'Him and a sad story : just not compatible,' she derisively thought.

 " And what may be that so melodramatic story, Chi, that deeply touched your heart?" Bulma asked in an ironic tone.

" You would not use that tone if you knew the story. You see, lord Vegeta had a very profound case of bad luck in his life. It seems that the Gods are playing with his life."

" What do you want me to do : cry? Get on to the point!" Bulma exploded, her flaming character getting the best of her since she was incapable of feeling sympathy for such a cold and heartless man.

" I would if you could just stop interrupting me milady," Chi stated matter-of-factly. " I was in the kitchen, yesterday night, when Krillen and Picollo entered, the former speaking and the latter ignoring him. Since he wanted someone to converse with, Krillen came my side and said that Vegeta would not be in a very good mood in the next days. That aroused my curiosity hence making me ask more details afterwards.

Vegeta, being born in a Scottish noble family, never saw much of his parents since they were always in London, leaving him here believing that city life was not befitting for a child. Unfortunately, children in this part of the country are not very abundant and the little lord never had the chance to make a friend or receive the love he deserved.

Then one day, at the age of 17, after years of reclusion, he decided to get away from here and went all over the world, from China to America. He built a strong fortune and made connections with world known personalities such as your father. Finally socially and economically powerful, he  began to show a certain interest towards women and had numerous mistresses."

Chi then stopped wondering if she should have said that peculiar part. Bulma, annoyed, simply nodded and Chi continued.

"However, his parents got wind of his location and not approved actions. Threfore, they called him back when he was 23 to marry this lady called Marron. He did not want to participate to the ritual but the marriage had already been officially announced and to cancel it would have made a scandal. So he met her once and she revealed the passionate love she felt for him. Apparently, he only grunted in annoyance and shook her off of him.

On the faithful day, he awaited at the alter for the arrival of his bride. And waited. And waited. But she never came. She had married on the same day a French duke named Frieza who, at the time, was richer than Vegeta.

That was a humongous blow to his pride and all Europe had laughed at his misfortune. Afterwards, he completely refused to have any kind of relationship with women that he considered as a complete waste of time."

Bulma listened to the tale unbelieving. She had herself had a quite difficult youth, her father never  understanding her strange urges but she had always been able to rely on Chi and Goku. And she knew that this was not the whole story. What had he done in America and China? What did Marron represent to him? At that moment, Bulma felt a pang of jalousy but quickly repressed it, considering herself foolish since she did not even like the man. Or did she? Finally, why did he accept to marry her if he indeed detested women?

 Yes, she did feel some sympathy for the bastard. Maybe some day he would talk to her about his past.

Chi, not finished yet, continued, " And Krillen assured me that you look just like the Marron girl, aquamarine hair and all! And you know what, she is coming tomorrow with lord Frieza and a lot of other nobles for the annual bal that takes place in this castle!"

Bulma could see the sparkle ion Chi's eyes and sighed. She had so many questions to ask such as what happened to Vegeta's parents but did not want to ruin her fun.

"Do not look at me like that. You WILL attend to this bal. It will do you much good to finally mingle with people from your own class."

Bulma snorted. " Chi, you know that I completely hate those air-heads girls." At that moment, Bulma began to formulate a plan, her face shining maliciously. "Do you want to do like in the old time?"

Chi watched Bulma smirk and quickly responded excitedly, " Of course, why not? But not for the whole night. Goku promised me a dance."

" No problem. So do you want to come with me. I will make Juliet run for a little while."

" No thank you milady, I have to cook supper anyways."

" As you wish."

Bulma then mounted her powerful black horse and directed Juliet towards a little wood. She slowly crept through the trees and finally arrived at a wonderful little pond surrounded by butterflies and seeming quite magical. Bulma descended from Juliet and let her by herself, knowing full well that she would not go very far. Bulma rested for the rest of the day beside the water. When the sun was about to fall, she let go of her dreams and thoughts. She was about to call Juliet when a pair of arms surrounded her and a hand covered her mouth a deep chuckle resounding in suddenly chilly night. The sun had just set.

AN : Haha, you will have to wait until next time to see what will happen. I hope you liked this chapter!

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