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I have my SOLs coming up and I really need to study so that I can pass 'em. I might not get any new chapters out for a week. You have to give me some credit for getting this out so soon.
Sesshomaru: Wow thank you!! *blushes* You're too kind. You're my first reviewer ever!!! *champagne falls from the heavens and it rains skittles* You inspired me to get this chappy out so soon so keep reviewing!!! (I'm so easily pleased)
Chapter 3
Bulma ripped one drawer after another, throwing them all across the room in frustration. She couldn't find one single piece of amour to wear. She had every color known to man but none of them seemed to do her any justice this morning. She glanced back down at her new favorite piece of jewelry. Bulma slapped herself upside her head. 'Duh my sliver and royal blue one!' She put on some sparkly sliver spandex and slipped the amour over her head. She pulled on her white knee high boots with sliver tips and matching elbow length gloves. She pulled her long blue hair into a high ponytail. Bulma inspected herself in the mirror. 'Perfect.' She skipped out of her room and went to get Chichi and 18.
18 raised an eyebrow. "Why are you so dressed up?"
Bulma glanced down at her clothes and put on astonished look on her face. "I just slapped on the first thing I got my hands on."
"Sure you did. Where did you that necklace from?"
Chichi was in her face in a flash. "You didn't go back to the booth without us did you?! We're you're guards! You're not supposed to be out in public without us!"
"I didn't go out to get it."
"Then how did you get it?"
"It was a gift."
"From who?!?!?!"
"A person. I'll see you two after training." Bulma waved and left. Chichi ground her teeth in frustration. Now she would have to wait two hours to find out how gave it to her!
Bulma stepped into the training room. Everyone stopped training and fell on one knee. They flooded her with complements. 'You look ravishing Princess' 'You're absolutely radiant Princess.' 'You honor us with your presence Princess.'
Bulma's lips curled into a sneer. These were the same weaklings she had beat the **** out of yesterday. Maybe she would get lucky and not have to mate any of these sorry pansies. "What no 'I love your personality Bulma' 'I respect you intelligence Bulma' 'Do you want to spar Bulma'? I mean really you're starting to make me think the only things you care about it that 1. You think I'm beautiful and 2. I'm the Princess." She looked them all over. "Weak. All you weak, weak, weak, weak, weak. This is pathetic. I came here for a spar not kiss thy royal *** hour. This is pitiful really. Disgraceful. Maybe I should go to the Royal Guard training rooms. I'll probably find stronger opponents." The princes gapped at her. Most girls loved it when they call them beautiful. And weak, them? They were the strongest men from their respective planets. Who the HFIL did she think she was?! She scanned the area for a ki remotely close to hers. Bulma's eyes snapped the handsome spiky haired prince from the banquet and the restaurant. If she didn't know any better she would say he was stalking her. Bulma giggled (inwardly of course!!) at the "absurd" thought. "You there, wanna spar."
He just stared at her with a mask of indifference. "And why would I want to do that?"
Bulma smirked. "Because you're the only one in here with some sense and a power level."
Vegeta smirked back at her. She mentally patted herself on the back. 'I knew flattery would work. Sucker.' He took a fighting stance. Bulma lunged at him. He dodged her, Vegeta grabbed her arm and threw her across the room. She pushed off the wall and fired a ki blast at him. He shielded himself from the attack. When he uncrossed his arms, she punched him in the face. Vegeta flew across the room, hitting the back wall. He stood up and popped his jaw back into place. He fired several ki blasts in various directions, they all bounced off the walls and headed straight for her back. Bulma ducked down, the attacks flew over her head. To her surprise they turned around and headed straight toward her again.
Vegeta chuckled. "They don't stop until they hit a target."
Bulma smirked. "Is that so?" She phased out and back in again behind the nearest prince. All the attacks missed his vital organs, but still knocked him unconscious for the time being. She formed two daggers out of her ki and threw them at Vegeta. The two daggers pinned him to the wall by his cape. He struggled, trying to get loose, but his attempts where all in vain. He growled in frustration. Bulma strutted over to him. "Sorry to leave you hanging but I must take my departure." She spun on her heel and walked back through the grand doors. Vegeta ripped off his cape. It seems he had met his match. Now he knew that he had to have her. He picked up her scent, making sure to step on the unconscious prince on the way out.
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Chichi stomped the whole way to the Royal Guard training room. She was dying to know who had given Bulma such a beautiful gift and she had just left her hanging! Bulma was gonna hear about this later.
18 ran up next to her. "Wait up Chi, what's the rush?"
"I need some mindless male to beat the **** out of."
"What about those two hot guys we saw earlier?"
"They're prefect. They have high power levels, I might even have to try."
18 chuckled and opened the doors. Some of the Guards backed away slightly, while others puffed out their chest in a silent I'm-not-scared. But their clenched fists and white knuckles gave their true feelings away. 18 rolled her eyes. She searched the room for the highest power levels. It was the same two guys from the day before.
They walked over to them. 18 grinned. "I believe you two owe us a spar."
Krillin smiled. "I believe I have not had the pleasure of getting your name."
"I'm 18 and that's Chichi."
"I'm Krillin and that dope over there is Kakarrot."
Kakarrot leaned over to Chichi and whispered behind his hand. "He's just mad because on the way here while he was asleep, me and Vegeta shaved off his hair."
"And with good reason! It took me years to grow it out the way I like!"
18 patted his head. "I think you look adorable bald."
Krillin blushed and murmured a thanks. Maybe he would stay bald.
Chichi took a fighting stance. "Let's cut the small talk and get to the fight."
Kakarrot grinned goofily and stepped forward. "I have a new technique I wanna try."
"As do I." She lunged at him, he ducked. Chichi pushed off the wall and aimed a punch at him, which he also dodged. Kakarrot punched her in the stomach, sending her flying into the wall.
Chichi brushed the dust off her armor. She formed a ki ball in her hand and shot it at him. The sayian dodged it, while he was off guard she punched him in the face.
Kakarrot grinned. "That tickled."
Chichi growled and grunted under her breath. "Let's see if this tickles." She powered up. "FLAMES OF DOOM!!!" (giggles-sorry Jasmine I couldn't resist!!) Fire spiraled toward him, surrounding him in a column of swirling blue flames. Kakarrot was starting to sweat already. This was unusual, for sayians have a high tolerance for heat. But these flames were searing hot, his armor was starting to melt. He'd have to do something fast, or he'd become one toasted monkey.
Kakarrot powered up. "KA" Chichi cocked her head in curiosity. "MA-HA-MA- HAAAA!!!!!" The powerful ki blast shot threw the flames. Chichi's eyes bulged. 'How did he do that?!!'
The sayian shook his head. "I still haven't gotten that down yet. I have to keep practicing."
Chichi's jaw dropped. "Y-you mean that wasn't a fully mastered Kamahamaha?"
"No, a fully mastered one would have been strong enough to smother the flames, mine only put a hole in it. My father can destroy whole planets with just one blast."
"Wow, your father sounds really strong."
"Yeah, he is. Radditz told me I'd never get that strong though. But I'll try any. Besides, he's just mad 'cause I'm stronger that him."
"I bet you can reach a level of power so high that if you look at Radditz hard enough it would bruise him."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Aw thanks Chi!"
"Don't mention it. Hey, do you mind if I call you Goku instead, Kakarrot takes too long to stay."
Kakkarot scratched his head. "Goku, does that mean something in your language?"
"It means destined for greatness."
"Wow, sure you can call me that, Chichi."
"Call me Chi. Everyone does."
"Okay, Chi."
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18 took a fighting stance. "I won't go easy on you because you're a male."
"Perish the thought." 18 lunged at him, he disappeared.
"Where'd the **** did you go?!"
"Over here." He reappeared for two seconds only to disappeared again. "No over here. Up here. Down here. Behind you."
18 growled, she exhaled slowly, calming her self down. She needed to concentrate on her special attack. "BONE CHILLER!" She caught Krillin in the middle of a over here. He froze on the spot, at thick layer of ice coated him, making him immobile.
"SOLAR FLARE!!!" The ice around him shattered as a bright light blinded her. She blinked a few times to clear her vision. Krillin phased in, in front of her and punched her in the stomach. She clutched her midsection and grinned. 'Finally a challenge.'
She was just about to counterattack him when.
"18, CHICHI!!"
They groan. "What is it now?"
Bulma clutched her side. She had to catch her breath. "Frieza.is entering.tournament."
"WHAT!!!"
MWHAHAHAHAHA!!! Evil cliffy. I am way too mean. Keep reviewing or I might not be motivated enough to put out the next chapter.
I have my SOLs coming up and I really need to study so that I can pass 'em. I might not get any new chapters out for a week. You have to give me some credit for getting this out so soon.
Sesshomaru: Wow thank you!! *blushes* You're too kind. You're my first reviewer ever!!! *champagne falls from the heavens and it rains skittles* You inspired me to get this chappy out so soon so keep reviewing!!! (I'm so easily pleased)
Chapter 3
Bulma ripped one drawer after another, throwing them all across the room in frustration. She couldn't find one single piece of amour to wear. She had every color known to man but none of them seemed to do her any justice this morning. She glanced back down at her new favorite piece of jewelry. Bulma slapped herself upside her head. 'Duh my sliver and royal blue one!' She put on some sparkly sliver spandex and slipped the amour over her head. She pulled on her white knee high boots with sliver tips and matching elbow length gloves. She pulled her long blue hair into a high ponytail. Bulma inspected herself in the mirror. 'Perfect.' She skipped out of her room and went to get Chichi and 18.
18 raised an eyebrow. "Why are you so dressed up?"
Bulma glanced down at her clothes and put on astonished look on her face. "I just slapped on the first thing I got my hands on."
"Sure you did. Where did you that necklace from?"
Chichi was in her face in a flash. "You didn't go back to the booth without us did you?! We're you're guards! You're not supposed to be out in public without us!"
"I didn't go out to get it."
"Then how did you get it?"
"It was a gift."
"From who?!?!?!"
"A person. I'll see you two after training." Bulma waved and left. Chichi ground her teeth in frustration. Now she would have to wait two hours to find out how gave it to her!
Bulma stepped into the training room. Everyone stopped training and fell on one knee. They flooded her with complements. 'You look ravishing Princess' 'You're absolutely radiant Princess.' 'You honor us with your presence Princess.'
Bulma's lips curled into a sneer. These were the same weaklings she had beat the **** out of yesterday. Maybe she would get lucky and not have to mate any of these sorry pansies. "What no 'I love your personality Bulma' 'I respect you intelligence Bulma' 'Do you want to spar Bulma'? I mean really you're starting to make me think the only things you care about it that 1. You think I'm beautiful and 2. I'm the Princess." She looked them all over. "Weak. All you weak, weak, weak, weak, weak. This is pathetic. I came here for a spar not kiss thy royal *** hour. This is pitiful really. Disgraceful. Maybe I should go to the Royal Guard training rooms. I'll probably find stronger opponents." The princes gapped at her. Most girls loved it when they call them beautiful. And weak, them? They were the strongest men from their respective planets. Who the HFIL did she think she was?! She scanned the area for a ki remotely close to hers. Bulma's eyes snapped the handsome spiky haired prince from the banquet and the restaurant. If she didn't know any better she would say he was stalking her. Bulma giggled (inwardly of course!!) at the "absurd" thought. "You there, wanna spar."
He just stared at her with a mask of indifference. "And why would I want to do that?"
Bulma smirked. "Because you're the only one in here with some sense and a power level."
Vegeta smirked back at her. She mentally patted herself on the back. 'I knew flattery would work. Sucker.' He took a fighting stance. Bulma lunged at him. He dodged her, Vegeta grabbed her arm and threw her across the room. She pushed off the wall and fired a ki blast at him. He shielded himself from the attack. When he uncrossed his arms, she punched him in the face. Vegeta flew across the room, hitting the back wall. He stood up and popped his jaw back into place. He fired several ki blasts in various directions, they all bounced off the walls and headed straight for her back. Bulma ducked down, the attacks flew over her head. To her surprise they turned around and headed straight toward her again.
Vegeta chuckled. "They don't stop until they hit a target."
Bulma smirked. "Is that so?" She phased out and back in again behind the nearest prince. All the attacks missed his vital organs, but still knocked him unconscious for the time being. She formed two daggers out of her ki and threw them at Vegeta. The two daggers pinned him to the wall by his cape. He struggled, trying to get loose, but his attempts where all in vain. He growled in frustration. Bulma strutted over to him. "Sorry to leave you hanging but I must take my departure." She spun on her heel and walked back through the grand doors. Vegeta ripped off his cape. It seems he had met his match. Now he knew that he had to have her. He picked up her scent, making sure to step on the unconscious prince on the way out.
)(())(
Chichi stomped the whole way to the Royal Guard training room. She was dying to know who had given Bulma such a beautiful gift and she had just left her hanging! Bulma was gonna hear about this later.
18 ran up next to her. "Wait up Chi, what's the rush?"
"I need some mindless male to beat the **** out of."
"What about those two hot guys we saw earlier?"
"They're prefect. They have high power levels, I might even have to try."
18 chuckled and opened the doors. Some of the Guards backed away slightly, while others puffed out their chest in a silent I'm-not-scared. But their clenched fists and white knuckles gave their true feelings away. 18 rolled her eyes. She searched the room for the highest power levels. It was the same two guys from the day before.
They walked over to them. 18 grinned. "I believe you two owe us a spar."
Krillin smiled. "I believe I have not had the pleasure of getting your name."
"I'm 18 and that's Chichi."
"I'm Krillin and that dope over there is Kakarrot."
Kakarrot leaned over to Chichi and whispered behind his hand. "He's just mad because on the way here while he was asleep, me and Vegeta shaved off his hair."
"And with good reason! It took me years to grow it out the way I like!"
18 patted his head. "I think you look adorable bald."
Krillin blushed and murmured a thanks. Maybe he would stay bald.
Chichi took a fighting stance. "Let's cut the small talk and get to the fight."
Kakarrot grinned goofily and stepped forward. "I have a new technique I wanna try."
"As do I." She lunged at him, he ducked. Chichi pushed off the wall and aimed a punch at him, which he also dodged. Kakarrot punched her in the stomach, sending her flying into the wall.
Chichi brushed the dust off her armor. She formed a ki ball in her hand and shot it at him. The sayian dodged it, while he was off guard she punched him in the face.
Kakarrot grinned. "That tickled."
Chichi growled and grunted under her breath. "Let's see if this tickles." She powered up. "FLAMES OF DOOM!!!" (giggles-sorry Jasmine I couldn't resist!!) Fire spiraled toward him, surrounding him in a column of swirling blue flames. Kakarrot was starting to sweat already. This was unusual, for sayians have a high tolerance for heat. But these flames were searing hot, his armor was starting to melt. He'd have to do something fast, or he'd become one toasted monkey.
Kakarrot powered up. "KA" Chichi cocked her head in curiosity. "MA-HA-MA- HAAAA!!!!!" The powerful ki blast shot threw the flames. Chichi's eyes bulged. 'How did he do that?!!'
The sayian shook his head. "I still haven't gotten that down yet. I have to keep practicing."
Chichi's jaw dropped. "Y-you mean that wasn't a fully mastered Kamahamaha?"
"No, a fully mastered one would have been strong enough to smother the flames, mine only put a hole in it. My father can destroy whole planets with just one blast."
"Wow, your father sounds really strong."
"Yeah, he is. Radditz told me I'd never get that strong though. But I'll try any. Besides, he's just mad 'cause I'm stronger that him."
"I bet you can reach a level of power so high that if you look at Radditz hard enough it would bruise him."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Aw thanks Chi!"
"Don't mention it. Hey, do you mind if I call you Goku instead, Kakarrot takes too long to stay."
Kakkarot scratched his head. "Goku, does that mean something in your language?"
"It means destined for greatness."
"Wow, sure you can call me that, Chichi."
"Call me Chi. Everyone does."
"Okay, Chi."
)(())(
18 took a fighting stance. "I won't go easy on you because you're a male."
"Perish the thought." 18 lunged at him, he disappeared.
"Where'd the **** did you go?!"
"Over here." He reappeared for two seconds only to disappeared again. "No over here. Up here. Down here. Behind you."
18 growled, she exhaled slowly, calming her self down. She needed to concentrate on her special attack. "BONE CHILLER!" She caught Krillin in the middle of a over here. He froze on the spot, at thick layer of ice coated him, making him immobile.
"SOLAR FLARE!!!" The ice around him shattered as a bright light blinded her. She blinked a few times to clear her vision. Krillin phased in, in front of her and punched her in the stomach. She clutched her midsection and grinned. 'Finally a challenge.'
She was just about to counterattack him when.
"18, CHICHI!!"
They groan. "What is it now?"
Bulma clutched her side. She had to catch her breath. "Frieza.is entering.tournament."
"WHAT!!!"
MWHAHAHAHAHA!!! Evil cliffy. I am way too mean. Keep reviewing or I might not be motivated enough to put out the next chapter.