Title: A Match Made In.. Heaven?
Author: Eisha
Chapter Summary: Vejita and ChiChi meet
for the first time. A welcome party has
been constructed for the Princess.
Surprises ensue. [ a ChiChi-centric chapter ]
Pairings: Slight V/C.
Warnings: None.
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A Match Made In.. Heaven?
Every Cloud Has Its Silver Lining
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"BEEP BEEP BEEP!"
The alarm clock hissed over and over, trying to wake the rumpled form
entangled in silk bed sheets. After a
minute of the incessant whine, an elegant hand reached over to the side table,
and proceeded to pound at the clock until the buzz stopped. Finally, the scrap of plastic died down and
Princess ChiChi groaned loudly. She had
hoped she wouldn't wake up this morning.
Today, she was to meet the Prince of Vejita-sei. 'Why
couldn't I say asleep? I should pretend
to be sick. I can go make myself
vomit. Anything to not meet him!' But alas, her plans were cut short as her
assistant came through her bedroom door.
"It's time to get up Miss ChiChi! You
will be leaving for Vejita-sei in an hour.
Your father also said that if you are ill, he will have the Prince come
to Chikyuu. Up up!" Yohra's cheery voice broke through the
silence of the princess's room as she shook ChiChi softly. When the young girl did not move, Yohra
smirked slightly and whispered into her ear.
"If you do not wake, I will have no choice but to send a guard to pick
you out of bed." This got the princess
moving.
"I'm up, I'm up!" ChiChi jumped out of
bed and ran into an adjoining bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Yohra chuckled and leaned over to an intercom
to call for ChiChi's servants.
An hour later, a grumbling princess was deposited into a spacecraft, and the
royal family of Chikyuu made their way to Vejita-sei.
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'Where
in Kami's name is this damn princess?' Vejita stood annoyed, staring out of a large
picture window overlooking the royal gardens.
As he looked outside, he longed to be anywhere but in this stifling
room. He had been shoved into the palace
greeting room and told to await the arrival of his fiancé. But as the minutes ticked away, he wondered
how much longer it would take for her to arrive. 'She
must be doing her makeup. Feh, blasted
women.' He contemplating flying out
of the window, but the thought was pushed away as he heard the door open, the
sound of footsteps entering, a woman's voice quietly protesting, and the heavy
oak door being slammed shut once more.
He did not turn around, but instead greeted his guest.
"It took you long enough." This incited
a stifled groan.
There was quiet for a moment, until the princess spoke. "Am I not allowed to look into the face of my
fiancé? Or should I stare at your back
for the rest of our engagement?" A sharp
voice spoke in Vejita's native tongue, and he smirked. 'So…
she has fire.'
He now turned, and looked upon the black-haired woman standing before him in a
stiff, formal bow as she had been taught to do.
He, in return, bowed slightly in respect for fellow royalty. "You may rise." ChiChi bit back a response to the command,
and did as was asked of her.
Black and black clashed for the first time as the prince and princess stared
upon each other. ChiChi's eyes roamed
over him quickly, hiding her surprise at how handsome the man before her was. From the tips of his jagged hair to the toes
of his Saiyajin boots, he deserved every inch of the compliments he
received. He was easily one of the most
good-looking men that she had ever seen.
Vejita was content with the princess's beauty as well. 'Well
well well… Father didn't lie about her looks after all. She's quite beautiful.' As he gazed at her onyx eyes and dark locks,
he was shocked at how Saiyajin she looked.
Her hair had been put up elaborately, and her dress was one of her
native country of Japan. The dark red
silk kimono clung to each of her curves, while still presenting a demure
air. He shook his head quickly to clear
himself of the path his thoughts were heading.
She could quite easily blend in with his people, which reassured him in
a sense.
It was then that ChiChi realized the extent that she was staring at Vejita, and
she quickly hid the fine blush that was creeping up to her cheeks. She bowed quickly again, and uttered a phrase
in Saiya-go. "I am pleased to meet you,
my Prince."
He almost grunted in response, but caught himself when he realized that this
human had been speaking to him in his language.
She had only been tutored for a month and had already learned the
tongue? He quickly replied and said,
"You are able to speak Saiya-go?" ChiChi
looked to him with an apologetic smile and said, "Somewhat. I know only half of it."
He nodded and switched to Japanese.
"It's alright. I am able to speak
the Chikyuu language." He turned back
towards the window, not knowing what else to say to his future bride.
ChiChi was left with the uncomfortable silence, and she sighed. She spied a chair close to her, and moved to
sit down. In an unprincess-like
position, she crossed her legs and rested her head upon her hand. "What are we going to do now?" she uttered
softly. Vejita picked up the sound, and
responded to her. "I don't know." Suddenly, a smirk crossed his face and he
continued speaking. If she was going to
be his wife, there was one thing she must be able to do. "I'm wondering how I'm going to stand looking
at your face for the rest of my life."
The princess's head shot up and a fire lit in her eyes. This time, she could not bite back the sharp
response. "If anything, it should be
relatively easy compared to what I'm going to go through with your hideous
looks."
Vejita turned back towards ChiChi. The
two glared at each other for a long moment, until their mouths shifted into
mirrored smirks.
'Maybe this won't be so bad afterall.'
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A day had passed quickly since ChiChi's arrival on
Vejita-sei. On this night, there had
been a ball planned for her welcoming.
Decorators had been leaping through the castle, trying to get it ready
quickly. Finally, the sun had set and
the stars began twinkling in the black sky.
The princess paid no mind to this as she sat before her dresser, staring
at her reflection. She indeed did look
beautiful-–her maids had done a wonderful job--and every bit the princess she
was supposed to be.
Her long black tresses had been pulled back into an elegant concoction, with
curled strands delicately falling here and there. A touch of rouge had been applied to her
flawless skin, though her natural beauty needed no enhancement from
makeup. Her body had been adorned in a
deep emerald gown, clinging to every curve, and the silver crown marking her
birthright lay atop her head. But her
mind was scrutinizing every detail of her physicality as well as personality.
'Princess ChiChi Maou… Queen ChiChi
Vejita… oh Kami, will I be a good enough queen?
What if I lead my people wrong?
What if I'm not good enough for them… for Chikyuu or Vejita-sei… for
Vejita?'
She couldn't help her thoughts. They
flowed through her mind at such an astonishing pace that she could barely keep
track of them. But they ended up on one
thought, as always—Kakkarot. 'I wasn't good enough for him. How can I be a good enough queen?' She sighed and looked deeply into the mirror
again. Suddenly, she had a
revelation. An astounding plan had just
come to her, and determination began filling her eyes. 'If I'm
not good enough, then I will just have to make myself good enough. For the planets, the people, Vejita… but if
only Kakkarot.'
ChiChi did not stop her thoughts of him, but rather let her mind free. Perhaps this way, she would finally move
on. But a voice sliced through her
reverie.
"Your Highness! The party has begun and
it is time for your entrance. Come now
please."
"Very well." ChiChi rose and followed
the maid out of the door. To her
retreating back, the mirror showed a new image than the one she had been
looking at. A princess had turned into a
human in need of growth—and that growth would come to her in the months to
come. No longer was ChiChi a princess,
but a queen to come.
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The great hall of the palace was crowded with nobles
and dignitaries of Vejita-sei, as well as reporters. This was, of course, an important night for
Vejita-sei. No one wanted to miss a
moment, and those who were not fortunate enough to take part in the event
settled for viewing it on television within the comfort of their homes. At this time, both Vejitas of the royal
family were positioned at the balcony overlooking the grand room, at the foot
of an elegant velvet staircase.
"Are you ready son?" King Vejita looked
down slightly at his namesake. As
always, there was a frown carved into his face, but this night the young Prince
seemed somewhat content.
"Of course I'm ready. It's just a ball,
after all." Vejita murmured, his mind
elsewhere.
"It's not just a ball. Tonight, you will be presenting your fiancé
to the rest of your planet. This will be
an important step in your engagement.
When you visit Chikyuu, there will be an induction of a similar sort."
"How hard can it be? Leading the girl
down the staircase and dancing with her a few times doesn't seem like such an
impossible task."
"You are aware that you will be introducing her to the nobles of Vejita-sei,
ne?" The King cast a sidelong glance to
his son, gauging his reaction. But if
the Prince had anything to retort, he did not have time to. The royal trumpets sounded, making everyone
in the ballroom aware that attention should be directed to the royal family.
The King cleared his throat and turned to address his people. "Citizens of Vejita-sei, welcome to my
palace. As you may be aware, tonight is
one of the most important gatherings on the planet. Tonight, you will all be introduced to
Princess ChiChi of Chikyuu, daughter of King Maou of Chikyuu. She will be the newest addition to our
family, as my son Vejita's betrothed.
She comes to us in great strength and will, with an amazing intelligence. She will be a great aid to Vejita-sei in the
coming years. I look forward to the
prosperity that I am sure she will bring."
Here there was a short rapping at the wooden door atop the balcony. The elder Vejita glanced behind his shoulder
for a moment to nod at two guards stationed at the door, and then turned back
with a smile upon his face. "And now,
may I present to you, Princess ChiChi Maou."
The grand entrance was opened with ease, and the crowd watched with
baited breath to see their future queen.
With a tall back, kind smile, and glittering eyes, ChiChi stepped onto the
scarlet carpeting. She stopped for a
moment to peer out into the gathered crowd, and her heart skipped a beat. But duty tugged at her mind, and she knew to
be confident. 'Kami, give me strength.'
Silently whispering the prayer, she continued her journey downward
towards the Prince.
Upon reaching each other, their eyes met, much like their first meeting. They bowed slightly, in respect for their
titles, and rose once more. Vejita held
out his arm for his fiancé, and with ChiChi holding onto the crook of his
elbow, they made their way down the elegant staircase. The orchestra had struck up a beautiful
melody, and the center of the floor was cleared for the two young royalty. It was tradition on Vejita-sei, and for years
past, that when a royal member was given an introduction of sorts of the
country, the two betrothed would share the first dance.
Once upon the wooden floor, they separated, but joined again in a different
position. Vejita's arm lay wound around
her waist, while ChiChi rested her hand upon his broad shoulder. Their fingers were intertwined in the air,
and their waltz began. They moved
fluidly and with grace around the dance floor, from many years of ballroom
lessons and a natural poise born into them.
As the song played on, the crowd was in awe at how beautiful the young royalty
looked together. With their bodies
flowing as one, they looked like they were simply… meant for each other.
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ChiChi smiled politely as she disentangled herself
from yet another noble's arms. She
looked apologetic towards him as she explained that she "needed to rest her
lungs for a moment".
"Very well Princess. And I must say, you
are an excellent dancer. We shall have
to do it again at another time." The
sandy-haired man leaned down and brushed his lips against the top of her hand,
before leaving her to rest.
"Tired of the dancing already?" Vejita's
voice spoke behind her. She turned and
greeted him with a slight smile.
"I see that the ladies haven't shied away from you either, Prince." At this, she received a frown, widening her
smile further. "It seems as though we
both need a break."
Vejita let out an inaudible sigh and his eyes stared out into an unknown
distance. "I still need to meet with
other dignitaries. But you, of course,
can step out into the gardens, if you so desire to be alone for a few moments." He pointed her in the direction she needed to
head to. "Don't stay away too long
though. Someone is bound to search for
you." He stepped away, and with a final
look, Vejita disappeared into the sea of chattering aristocrats.
ChiChi quickly moved out of the suffocating ballroom into the cool air of the
hallway. Remembering the Prince's words,
she followed the winding hallways until she reached the gardens.
She contained a gasp of awe. The gardens
were simply magnificent. Exotic flowers
from different portions of the galaxy were sprinkled around a marble walkway,
and tall hedges promised no obtrusive views from the outside world. Beautiful stone fountains and statues were
littered throughout, as soft lights grazed the landscaping.
ChiChi wandered the gardens for a few minutes, viewing the beauty that was
offered to her. As she stopped upon a
bed of blood red flowers, she realized that these were roses from her home
planet. 'Kakkarot gave me these once…'
She rapped her head slightly with her fingers, mentally scolding herself. Here she was, surrounded by magnificent
greenery, and all she could do was dwell upon the past continuingly.
There was a bench near to the roses, and ChiChi took a seat. Her feet had begun ache as a result of
consistent dancing and walking. Sliding
her eyes shut, she picked up the faint music coming from the palace. Humming along to the familiar tune, a content
smile spread across her face. If only
she always had a place such as this to escape life…
"Ahem." The deep, rumbling voice came
from next to her, and startled her greatly.
She head whipped around, trying to find who had spoken to her.
"You shouldn't be out here alone, Princess."
"Who's there?" ChiChi called out,
growing agitated. 'Such a familiar voice…'
The unseen intruder stepped out into the light, and ChiChi gasped. All color drained from her face as she raised
a hand to her trembling lips.
"Ka… Kakkarot?"
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Mwahahaha. I love cliffhangers; don't you guys? ^_~
Fun fun fun. Anyway, apologies
for taking such a long time to get this chapter out. I'll spare you a long list of why it took me
forever and a day, and leave you with one word: school.
Thank you to everyone who've stuck with this story, despite my inconsistent
updating. Now that I'm settled in [or as
best as I can at the moment] with school and such, I'll make more of an effort
to update more often. I'll also try to
get out another chapter while I'm on Christmas break.
Well... until the next one, take care!
-Eisha
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