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A/N: Hi everyone! Wow...it has been so long since I last updated! *cringes* I'm so so sorry! To tell you the truth, I lost interest in DBZ for a while. I'm still not as interested in it as I was. But, I did promise that I will finish this story some chapter before. So, I will. I apologize that I may not be sticking to the real DBZ plotlines, and the DBZ characters themselves are probably VERY OOC. Well, since I have so much to do once September comes, I'm going to try very hard to finish this fic by the end of August. A near impossible task for me, but this fic has been dragging on for a really long time. This story is definitely not ending anytime soon. I am a perfectionist somewhat, so I definitely won't end the story abruptly. lol that means Gohan won't wake up from some weird dream or that he won't drop dead suddenly. :p Well, since no one is probably reading this A/N anymore I shall continue on with the story. Oh yeah, if any of you want to be notified when there's an update, just leave your email in a review or something...
To J.T. Stern: Thank you for emailing me! I feel really happy that people is still reading this story, even after so long. So I'm going to continue this fic for you and everyone else who had supported this fic.
Chapter 7: The Welcoming Ball
"...Vegeta-chan? ...VEGETA! You know I'm here!"
Vegeta did not react to her yells. Instead, he continued hacking at the training bots as if he had heard nothing.
Angered by her brother's reply, or lack thereof, Videl responded with the only way she knew. With violence. She jumped into the air, and blasted the little robots into little pieces as if they were nothing but flies. Vegeta, disliking her interference, stopped his parrying actions with the bots, and crossed his arms, still floating in the air.
"What do you want?" he growled.
"Why are you ignoring me?" She inquired.
"Hmph."
"No I'm serious! I have not seen you in person since you were three! I demand to know what is wrong with you!"
"Nothing's wrong with me, all right? I did not feel the need to speak to you. That is all."
"Nothing is wrong with you? Argh! You are impossible!" Throwing her arms up in exasperation, Videl left the training room.
"You're right. There's nothing wrong with me," Vegeta whispered at her departure.
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'I can't believe my brother! He is insufferable! I left this family for ten years, and what do I get when I get back? A bratty brother and a reverent public! What is wrong with this world?' Frustrated, Videl turned to go back to her room. Walking resolutely along the grand hallway, Videl was disrupted by a small tap and bow of an inconspicuous servant.
"Um, your highness? Your father, his majesty, wished for me to inform you of the ball that will be taking place tonight." Bowing quickly again, the small servant scattered off.
Videl sighed. 'What would make these servants not frightened of me? Is that prophecy really true? I really wish it isn't, for it will at least allow me to be accepted by my people.'
Smiling a bit bitterly to herself, Videl continued to her room, where she would be preparing for the ball that would take place later on that night.
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'Stupid balls! Making me parade around in formal war outfits...' These were the thoughts of a very hungry and cranky Demi-saiyajin who was perusing the extravagantly dressed female and male Saiyajins alike. These people were just gossiping of things that were of no importance, its purpose was only to pass the time and wait for the Hime's arrival.
Gohan hated these little parties. Saiyajins generally had no use for such celebrations, unless it was to appease other planetary dignities during their visits. The Saiyajins only had one cause for carousing, and that was the full moon that came once every four years. Gohan had only been privileged enough to go to these parties once. It was needless to say that, Gohan thought parties to be a total waste of time.
"Gohan?"
Gohan was snapped out of his reverie to see a young Saiyajin boy coming up to him. It was Vegeta, wearing a cape and a crest that signified him as the prince of Vegetasei.
"Vegeta," he greeted.
"This sucks," Vegeta complained as he looked around for food. "This party made me stop training. I don't even know where the food is. I'm starving!"
"Heh. I agree with you," Gohan agreed.
"Yeah well, my dear sister should arrive soon. Jeez..." Vegeta trailed off when he saw his sister entering the area. When Gohan caught sight of Videl, his breath was caught in his throat. Videl was wearing an elegant gown that made her look regal and majestic.
"Look at her. It's so unfair! Why is it that she gets to serve in Freeza's court even though she's clearly a female!" Vegeta fumed.
Gohan gazed at Vegeta intently. "When are you going to give up this jealousy of yours?" he asked.
Vegeta looked offended. "What jealousy? I'm merely saying that I, as the heir to the throne, should be the one getting most of the experience. You know, experience that I would get by being part of Freeza's army!"
Gohan thought about his encounter with Freeza. Of course, at that time he was still very young. But he remembered the horror he felt when he perceived Freeza for the first time. To his childlike intellect, Freeza had such a sinister guise that made Vegeta and Raditz looked like they were harmless ants. That was then. Gohan understood, that in this period of time, Freeza, King Cold, and well, even his father were not aware of the fact that Gohan existed. But it didn't matter to Gohan anymore. He knew he was more powerful, and that was enough. He didn't see a need to eliminate Freeza. Maybe it was the fact he wouldn't gain anything by doing this. Or maybe it was because his relatively peaceful life would be jeopardized. Whatever the reason, to this day, Gohan had not and did not want to turn into a Super Saiyajin. He didn't even tell Vegeta, who Gohan considered to be his best friend.
"Yeah right," Gohan snorted. "I think you don't want your sister to steal your spotlight. I must say I agree. She looks positively gorgeous. Heh. If I was her brother I'd be jealous too."
"Gohan!" Vegeta protested.
"All right all right! I'll leave you there seething to yourself. Really, Vegeta, you'd be wise to act nicer to her. She is your sister you know. If I had a sibling I'd cherish them to death."
"Cherish? Yeah right. You are so not the type. I know you too well. You are hardly the sort to be doing this kind of cherishing. You'd throw them onto the streets when they were old enough and you'd say 'this is the real world. Face it.'"
"Hey!"
"Am I wrong? That's what you did to me when we first started training."
"Well, yeah. But you do have to realize a sister is different than a brother. Besides, you were old enough to handle it. I wouldn't do that just to anyone. They have to be mentally prepared."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Vegeta smirked. He was about to make another sarcastic comment when he heard Videl's clear voice. It was basically a obligatory speech to thank everyone for coming. "Hmph," Vegeta muttered, "Why is it that she makes even a stupid speech sound good?"
At hearing this, Gohan burst out laughing. Wiping imaginary tears, Gohan said, "And you said you weren't jealous. If that wasn't jealousy I don't know what is. Well I'm going to get food. Go mingle with the other guests. You do have duties as the Ouji, you know. If you don't perform them, your sister will seem much more superior when compared to you."
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Well, nothing really happened in this chapter. Gohan and Videl will have the next chapter to themselves! I wonder what they will learn about each other? Well, please review to tell me what you think. I'm working on the next chapter as you read... (well probably ^_^)
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