Longshanks and the Blue Maiden
Author's Note: Okay, long chapter, I know. It's kinda weird and everything, but oh well. Enjoy, and PLEASE review! =D
Ruubia is pronounced *Ru-bee-a* in a french like tongue. Ruubia! oo;
Chapter 7: Memories
Vegeta growled shallowly to himself, he didn't know what to think about this. He was about to lead a small army of men into battle, and he didn't know what to really do. He was only 17, and he didn't know what to do. He was more scared than he'd ever been in his whole life, and he was all alone. All alone in a deafening silence, the kind of silence that occurs before a huge scream, the kind of silence that goes on before the sweetest kiss...that kind of silence. But this silence wasn't sweet.
He watched as the pure black flag rose into the sky, signifying the beginning of the battle. He rolled his eyes as his Father rode out to the front lines and sat there, making one of his insanely stupid and dramatic speeches, trying to rally up the peasants-turned-soldiers men that were on the front lines. Vegeta sighed and just relaxed in his armor as much as he could, his Father's stupid speeches usually lasted about 45 minutes. He sighed to himself, glaring at his father through the mask of metal before his face. He thought about how he hated his father, and went back to that terrible night...
-.-Flash Back-.-
He stalked through the corridors of his fortress that his family called home. It was night, and almost impossible for anyone to navigate through his home if they had not lived there all of their lives. He sprinted across the long gap in between two large columns, stealthily moving through the dark haze in the castle. He had became an expert at wandering the halls at night at his home, he did this often to pull pranks on Alice and Sarah, it was his favorite past time to do so.
But Vegeta tonight, was on a different mission. He was 14, and his hormones of course were raging. He had found a wonderful girl that he had instantly fell in love with, and he was to meet her that night. Her name was Ruubia. She was a french daughter of a countess, and he hadn't been able to take his eyes off of her all summer. His "infatuation" had grown over time, causing him to daydream more and more about this mysterious girl who plagued his dreams. He had confessed his love for her the night before, and she had accepted it. They were to meet that night...alone.
He walked slowly down the stairs, silently letting his feet guide him as his heart was pounding in his ears. He was nervous as hell. He hadn't even ever kissed a girl before, and it scared the living shit out of him to even consider getting his first kiss that night. Ruubia was younger than him, by about 3 months, if he had figured their birthdays correctly.
He stopped instantly, looking right and left. He let out a deep sigh, then pressed his back against the wall. It was dark, and he would wait for Ruubia to show up very soon. He didn't expect her to be able to find her way very successfully, she hadn't been able to the night before, but it was the same spot. He would lead her into a secret chamber that Vegeta had found when he was a young boy, probably around the age of 7, when he was playing hide and seek with his sister Margaret. She could never find him here, and as far as he knew, no one knew about this hiding place but himself. That made it very safe to store and go there.
Vegeta froze as he heard footsteps going down the stairs. They were light and slow, but he could make them out. He was praying to God that it was Ruubia, but he had absolutely no idea. He moved a little more to hide himself, just in case.
"Vegeta?" A faint voice whispered into the wind, the steps stopping at the end of stair well.
Vegeta sighed a deep breath of relief, then walked up to the girl that he had loved all summer now.
"Ruubia." He whispered slowly and softly, obviously tenderness in the voice of his. He had never shown this side to anyone before outside of his little sisters, they were his confinement in everything he knew.
Ruubia's eyes gleamed in the darkness of the night. She was beautiful, all right. She had deep blue eyes, that could just gleam in the light, even though there was none. She was the perfect figure, not too insanely skinny, but curvy and delicious. She had an interesting shade of hair, and Vegeta had no idea why. He smiled as she hugged him, placing his arms around her.
"I'm so glad that you found your way to me again, Ruubia." Vegeta whispered in her ear, his hand gently going up and down her back. He closed his eyes and relaxed at her touch, she had responded in the sweetest way. She had gently placed her head on his shoulder, and Vegeta moved his arms down to her waist, just holding her.
Ruubia closed her eyes in the blessed silence, so happy to be in the Prince's arms. She had loved him for years, ever since she had seen him at a ball in Ruuvington. She was a little girl then, about 10. She opened her eyes and looked up at his black eyes, clearly seeing them stare down into her own.
Vegeta gulped and asked in a soft voice, "Ruubia?"
"Yes, my Prince?" She responded, a small smile on her lips.
Vegeta started to sweat, getting more nervous and scared at the same time. He pulled out all of the confidence he could muster, and whispered down as he gazed into her eyes, "May I kiss you?"
Ruubia had a shocked look in her eyes, this would be her first kiss...and she had absolutely no idea of how to kiss at all. She sighed, and then looked up into his eyes with disappointment in her own. "I'm sorry Vegeta...but I don't know how..." She sighed, looking down at the floor. She wanted to kiss him...more than anything. But she just didn't know how.
Vegeta took her chin between his thumb and pointer finger, tilting her eyes to meet his own. "Wanna learn how to together?" He whispered slowly, smiling. That's when he finally pulled up enough courage...
He leaned down slightly, and slowly, agonizingly slowly, and just brushed her lips with his. Then, he completely made contact. It was the sweetest, gentlest kiss that he would have ever known. The ice that had formed around his long cold heart just melted away in that exchange of love and passion in that slow kiss.
The kiss seemed to last for hours, and when it finally ended, he still wanted more. He had spent the rest of the summer craving that taste, wanting to be with her forever. It seemed like he would be.
.:.
Vegeta woke up one morning at the end of June, and he smiled. He had the most amazing night with Ruubia the night before, and the thoughts of it just came rushing back to him. He sighed in bliss. They hadn't actually had sex, but they came pretty close, and it was amazing.
"Your Highness! Your Father requests you in the throne room, right now!" A feminine voice yelled through the thick oak door.
"Alright!" Vegeta grumbled, then got out of bed. He threw on some black basic but attractive robes, and walked down the familiar path to the throne room. He opened the doors and bowed respectfully at his father.
"What is it, Father?" Vegeta said in curiosity, looking at his father.
"I would just like to say that your little 'love fling' with Ms. Ruubia Velez is now over. She and her family were sent back to their kingdom, and were exiled from England. You are the Prince Vegeta, the prince! You do NOT fall in love with any one without our consent and political nagotiations! Your little whore begged and pleaded with me for her to stay, but she could not afford the price I was asking for. You will never see her again, my son. And it will do you the best of any kind." His father looked at Vegeta, obviously somewhat disgustingly amused with the reaction he was receiving from his heir.
Vegeta just stood there and breathed out "No", just once. He had a blank look in his eyes, and turned and went back to his room.
.:.
Vegeta sat on his bed, and was starting to get more and more angered at his Father's actions by the minute. He started to shake, his fists clenched and his eyes fierce. He had never felt such rage in his life, and he wanted to have revenge. But he knew he never would...and then one word came to him in a blind and scornful cry.
"I HATE YOU FATHER! I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!"
-.-End Flash Back-.-
Vegeta started to shake in fury and as his father moved to the back, he drew his sword and began to race his horse in a gallop. He was leading his men to a charge, and while Shadow Cray ran, he yelled
"THIS IS FOR YOU RUUBIA!"
Author's Note: Okay, about the flashback thing. Firstly, I thought that you guys really weren't getting the thing down about why he hated his father so much. So, I explained it in a flash back, and got some fluff in there too. I think I'm a good fluff writer, thank you very much! ^^
Oh, and by the way, BULMA IS NOT A PRINCESS! SHE IS A DUCHESS! T_T I explained that already...jeez...xx;
Author's Note: Okay, long chapter, I know. It's kinda weird and everything, but oh well. Enjoy, and PLEASE review! =D
Ruubia is pronounced *Ru-bee-a* in a french like tongue. Ruubia! oo;
Chapter 7: Memories
Vegeta growled shallowly to himself, he didn't know what to think about this. He was about to lead a small army of men into battle, and he didn't know what to really do. He was only 17, and he didn't know what to do. He was more scared than he'd ever been in his whole life, and he was all alone. All alone in a deafening silence, the kind of silence that occurs before a huge scream, the kind of silence that goes on before the sweetest kiss...that kind of silence. But this silence wasn't sweet.
He watched as the pure black flag rose into the sky, signifying the beginning of the battle. He rolled his eyes as his Father rode out to the front lines and sat there, making one of his insanely stupid and dramatic speeches, trying to rally up the peasants-turned-soldiers men that were on the front lines. Vegeta sighed and just relaxed in his armor as much as he could, his Father's stupid speeches usually lasted about 45 minutes. He sighed to himself, glaring at his father through the mask of metal before his face. He thought about how he hated his father, and went back to that terrible night...
-.-Flash Back-.-
He stalked through the corridors of his fortress that his family called home. It was night, and almost impossible for anyone to navigate through his home if they had not lived there all of their lives. He sprinted across the long gap in between two large columns, stealthily moving through the dark haze in the castle. He had became an expert at wandering the halls at night at his home, he did this often to pull pranks on Alice and Sarah, it was his favorite past time to do so.
But Vegeta tonight, was on a different mission. He was 14, and his hormones of course were raging. He had found a wonderful girl that he had instantly fell in love with, and he was to meet her that night. Her name was Ruubia. She was a french daughter of a countess, and he hadn't been able to take his eyes off of her all summer. His "infatuation" had grown over time, causing him to daydream more and more about this mysterious girl who plagued his dreams. He had confessed his love for her the night before, and she had accepted it. They were to meet that night...alone.
He walked slowly down the stairs, silently letting his feet guide him as his heart was pounding in his ears. He was nervous as hell. He hadn't even ever kissed a girl before, and it scared the living shit out of him to even consider getting his first kiss that night. Ruubia was younger than him, by about 3 months, if he had figured their birthdays correctly.
He stopped instantly, looking right and left. He let out a deep sigh, then pressed his back against the wall. It was dark, and he would wait for Ruubia to show up very soon. He didn't expect her to be able to find her way very successfully, she hadn't been able to the night before, but it was the same spot. He would lead her into a secret chamber that Vegeta had found when he was a young boy, probably around the age of 7, when he was playing hide and seek with his sister Margaret. She could never find him here, and as far as he knew, no one knew about this hiding place but himself. That made it very safe to store and go there.
Vegeta froze as he heard footsteps going down the stairs. They were light and slow, but he could make them out. He was praying to God that it was Ruubia, but he had absolutely no idea. He moved a little more to hide himself, just in case.
"Vegeta?" A faint voice whispered into the wind, the steps stopping at the end of stair well.
Vegeta sighed a deep breath of relief, then walked up to the girl that he had loved all summer now.
"Ruubia." He whispered slowly and softly, obviously tenderness in the voice of his. He had never shown this side to anyone before outside of his little sisters, they were his confinement in everything he knew.
Ruubia's eyes gleamed in the darkness of the night. She was beautiful, all right. She had deep blue eyes, that could just gleam in the light, even though there was none. She was the perfect figure, not too insanely skinny, but curvy and delicious. She had an interesting shade of hair, and Vegeta had no idea why. He smiled as she hugged him, placing his arms around her.
"I'm so glad that you found your way to me again, Ruubia." Vegeta whispered in her ear, his hand gently going up and down her back. He closed his eyes and relaxed at her touch, she had responded in the sweetest way. She had gently placed her head on his shoulder, and Vegeta moved his arms down to her waist, just holding her.
Ruubia closed her eyes in the blessed silence, so happy to be in the Prince's arms. She had loved him for years, ever since she had seen him at a ball in Ruuvington. She was a little girl then, about 10. She opened her eyes and looked up at his black eyes, clearly seeing them stare down into her own.
Vegeta gulped and asked in a soft voice, "Ruubia?"
"Yes, my Prince?" She responded, a small smile on her lips.
Vegeta started to sweat, getting more nervous and scared at the same time. He pulled out all of the confidence he could muster, and whispered down as he gazed into her eyes, "May I kiss you?"
Ruubia had a shocked look in her eyes, this would be her first kiss...and she had absolutely no idea of how to kiss at all. She sighed, and then looked up into his eyes with disappointment in her own. "I'm sorry Vegeta...but I don't know how..." She sighed, looking down at the floor. She wanted to kiss him...more than anything. But she just didn't know how.
Vegeta took her chin between his thumb and pointer finger, tilting her eyes to meet his own. "Wanna learn how to together?" He whispered slowly, smiling. That's when he finally pulled up enough courage...
He leaned down slightly, and slowly, agonizingly slowly, and just brushed her lips with his. Then, he completely made contact. It was the sweetest, gentlest kiss that he would have ever known. The ice that had formed around his long cold heart just melted away in that exchange of love and passion in that slow kiss.
The kiss seemed to last for hours, and when it finally ended, he still wanted more. He had spent the rest of the summer craving that taste, wanting to be with her forever. It seemed like he would be.
.:.
Vegeta woke up one morning at the end of June, and he smiled. He had the most amazing night with Ruubia the night before, and the thoughts of it just came rushing back to him. He sighed in bliss. They hadn't actually had sex, but they came pretty close, and it was amazing.
"Your Highness! Your Father requests you in the throne room, right now!" A feminine voice yelled through the thick oak door.
"Alright!" Vegeta grumbled, then got out of bed. He threw on some black basic but attractive robes, and walked down the familiar path to the throne room. He opened the doors and bowed respectfully at his father.
"What is it, Father?" Vegeta said in curiosity, looking at his father.
"I would just like to say that your little 'love fling' with Ms. Ruubia Velez is now over. She and her family were sent back to their kingdom, and were exiled from England. You are the Prince Vegeta, the prince! You do NOT fall in love with any one without our consent and political nagotiations! Your little whore begged and pleaded with me for her to stay, but she could not afford the price I was asking for. You will never see her again, my son. And it will do you the best of any kind." His father looked at Vegeta, obviously somewhat disgustingly amused with the reaction he was receiving from his heir.
Vegeta just stood there and breathed out "No", just once. He had a blank look in his eyes, and turned and went back to his room.
.:.
Vegeta sat on his bed, and was starting to get more and more angered at his Father's actions by the minute. He started to shake, his fists clenched and his eyes fierce. He had never felt such rage in his life, and he wanted to have revenge. But he knew he never would...and then one word came to him in a blind and scornful cry.
"I HATE YOU FATHER! I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!"
-.-End Flash Back-.-
Vegeta started to shake in fury and as his father moved to the back, he drew his sword and began to race his horse in a gallop. He was leading his men to a charge, and while Shadow Cray ran, he yelled
"THIS IS FOR YOU RUUBIA!"
Author's Note: Okay, about the flashback thing. Firstly, I thought that you guys really weren't getting the thing down about why he hated his father so much. So, I explained it in a flash back, and got some fluff in there too. I think I'm a good fluff writer, thank you very much! ^^
Oh, and by the way, BULMA IS NOT A PRINCESS! SHE IS A DUCHESS! T_T I explained that already...jeez...xx;