Author's Note: Here it is, I think I'll get one more chapter up after this, and then I move on to my other stories. I'm sorry about the delay, but I DID make it extra long *looks at reader's hopefully * *readers start yelling and waving shovels, pitchforks and torches*  *gulps and runs away dodging flying pitchforks*

Chapter 10: My Name?

"Crystal? Where do we go from here?" Chichi bit her lip as the rocketed through the sky. She was extremely nervous, and now she knew what a deer felt like when it was being hunted.

"I don't know. Let's duck down into the bushes and see if there's anywhere to hide." Chichi nodded. The dropped a few feet and skimmed in and out of the treetops. Chichi sighed as her hair whipped her face. In a matter of days her life had been turned from that of a settled human woman, to a hunted Saiyan warrior. She thought back to one of their first spars, when Chichi had learnt to use ki.

*~*~Flashback~*~*

"What the hell is ki?" Chichi asked dumbfounded. Crystal looked at her sideways.

"Well, you know those balls of light that warriors use, that cause heaps of destruction?" Chichi nodded. "Well that's called ki. It's your body's energy, just transformed to the physical form." Chichi nodded again. "I'm going to teach you to use your ki. Everyone has it, but as a Saiyan yours should be stronger than that of humans. Now I want you to focus, like you did when you learnt to fly. Only this time I want you to try and bring it altogether in a ball. Preferably in your palm." Chichi took a deep breath and concentrated on her energy.

It was amazing. She'd never felt anything like her it before. She remembered the exciting feeling it had given her the first time. Chichi concentrated hard, willing her ki to her hand.

"LOOK!" she shouted as a small blue orb the size of a golf ball appeared in her hand. Crystal smiled.

 
"Congratulations! You just formed your first ki ball. Now I want you to concentrate on making it bigger. Bring all your energy, from the bottom of your being." Chichi knitted her brows in frustration as she tried to make her ki ball bigger. Gradually, it swelled. To the size of an apple, a basketball. And then it stopped. She couldn't make it any bigger. Crystal, noting this, spoke up. "I want you to lift back your arm like this," she summoned a ki ball of her own and spread her legs apart, lifting her arm back in a mimic of shot-put.

Chichi copied her, lifting her palm above her head.

"OK, now I want you to throw it at that tree over there, with all your might. Just like you're chucking a ball." Crystal threw her arm forward and the yellow orb hurtled towards a nearby tree. There was a delayed explosion and all that remained of the tree was a charred black circle at its base. Chichi bit her lip, and threw her arm in the direction of the tree.

The blue sphere made a deadline for a tree, but instead of exploding on impact, made a hole through the middle of the tree, and continued on its way.


"Kuso," Crystal muttered. "OK, Chi. This ball is stronger than I thought, hence its out of your control. OK I didn't want to teach you this till later but," she trailed off as the ki ball continued on its through trees, leaving a path of destruction, "we have no choice now. Put your forefinger and middle finger together, draw the rest back." Chichi did so. "Right, now point them at the ball, and if you want it to go up, bend your fingers up. If you want it to go sideways, swing your arm that way. If you want it to return to you, stick your palm out, and draw it into your chest."

Chichi played with her ki ball for a while, making it dart this way and that, before returning it to her.

"OK, we'll leave it at that today. I'm impressed with your progress. Tomorrow, you'll learn some more ki attacks. Chichi. Chichi.

*~*~End Flashback~*~*

"CHICHI! Hello?" Crystal was calling from somewhere down below. Chichi shook herself out of her trance like state.

"Sorry, I dozed off."

"Chi, now is not the time to doze off, when you have to blood thirsty Saiyans after your hide. Anyway, I found this cave thingy that should serve for our purposes. At least for a while. Keep your ki suppressed, and get your Saiyan ass down here." Chichi grumbled for a moment, but darted into the bush again, searching for Crystal.

She found her standing in a cave, quite a way back from a river. It was about four foot in height, and only two could walk abreast.

"It'll be a bit cramped don't you reckon?" Crystal pouted.

"Well sorry. I'm staying here, but if you really want to, power up and then the Saiyans can come and find you! See if I give a damn." Crystal turned her back and stalked into the cave. Chichi sighed and followed her.

"I'm sorry Crystal, I didn't-" Chichi stopped suddenly. She'd just felt a powerful ki surge to the East. "What was that?"

"I don't know, but I'm assuming it was one of the Saiyans."

"Oh kuso."

*

"What the hell? What are you all?" Vegeta looked wildly around, to see himself standing in the pendulum room, in the presence off all the other Z Fighters he and the Saiyan had killed off.

"Nice going Vegeta," Krillin mumbled. "Screw the Saiyans, beware of Vegeta!"

"Shut up Baldy. Might I ask why we are all standing here?" Yajirobe, who had remained in the corner unspoken until now, stepped forward from the shadows.

"What mean why are you standing there? You've been there the whole time without so much as breathing!"

"That can't be right," Vegeta mused.

"That is one of the benefits of the pendulum room, Mr. Ouji." Kami made an entrance through the door leading to the main hall. "Though your spirits were in another place, your physical bodies remained here, unharmed. Now," he turned to the others. "As you can see, none of you faired that well against the Saiyan, save Vegeta. I should inform you that the Saiyans which are approaching Chikyuu are ten times stronger than those."

*~*~End Flashback~*~*

"Yeah you lot really are weaklings," Vegeta laughed as he emerged from his world of reminiscence. No one said anything.

"Attention Z Fighters!" Kami yelled to them all. They all turned around to face Kami, except for Vegeta. The green man sighed. "And Vegeta." Vegeta turned on his heel. "I regret to inform you that the Saiyans have landed on Chikyuu. One of them is terrorising the cities, the other has taken to the wilderness and appears to be looking for something. You must hasten! However I have another bit of grievous news. Goku is unable to aid you in your fight, until at least three hours. He is still on Snake Way. You must hold off the Saiyans until then! Good luck!" All the faces of the Z Warriors became grim, minus Vegeta's who stayed expressionless as usual.

One by one, the warriors lifted into the air, and blasted down and began their search for the Saiyans.

*

"Nearly-there-not-much-longer," Goku panted as he sprinted along the winding back of the snake. It would be at least three hours though, before he reached King Yemma's and who knew how long it would take for him to be discharged? He had sensed the arrival of the Saiyans some hour and a half ago, and prayed to Kami that they hadn't gone after Chichi. He kept feeling sudden ki surges from one of them, but the other's stayed steady.

'That must be the Prince,' Goku thought. 'I bet you that's who's going after Chichi.' The thought of his mate, and the danger she was in whilst the Saiyans were still present on their planet, seemed to uncover an extra burst of speed from somewhere deep inside of Goku. His legs began to move faster, as one thought lodged itself in his mind.

Get to Chichi

*

"Where could she be?" Buruma mumbled as she sped down country. She turned her head to and fro every now and then, giving her scouter a wider range of land to cover. She picked up nothing, save the ki of the humans and animals, which was almost non-existent. "Carripa, come out come out wherever you are. Your princess is calling!" Buruma yelled through the bushes, to no avail.

Suddenly, her scouter picked up a ki surge somewhere South West of her position. It was very brief, almost not there. But it was. It was definitely there. She stopped in mid air, glancing around, before turning and rocketing in the direction of the power.

*

As Chichi and Crystal sat in the cold, dark cave Chichi turned her thoughts to Goku.

'Goku I hope you're OK. And I do hope you hurry up.' Chichi was thinking vaguely of contacting him mentally, when Crystal did something that shocked her to the core.

"It's too cold in here," Crystal complained, before flaring up her ki to warm herself up.

"CRYSTAL!" Chichi yelled. Crystal looked up at her, puzzled. But the look of confusion quickly changed to one of horror when she realised what she'd done.

"Oh kuso!"

"Yeah, kuso's right! We're going to have to move, at least one of the Saiyans would have felt that."

"Nah, I don't think so. It was too weak."

"Well, if you say so. You're the expert. But I think we should move," Chichi sighed.

*

"Come on you guys! One of them is just up here. I can feel them," Krillin sighed. The others nodded and put on an extra burst of speed. Vegeta followed behind at a leisurely pace, drifting in and out of the bushland.

"I don't see the point in this, why don't we just blow them up and be done with this?" Vegeta grumbled.  No one answered, for fear Vegeta would kill them if they didn't say the right thing. He'd proved that he wouldn't hesitate to in the pendulum room. "Well? Why don't you lot just go and find what the bodyguard's doing? I'll deal with the Prince."

'That way I can't get rid of him before Kakarot arrives. That'll show the stupid blue catfish.'

"Are you sure Vegeta?" Krillin asked. Vegeta growled and rolled his eyes.

"Since when do I say stuff I don't mean, Baldy?"

"Sorry Vegeta."

"Just shut up and buggar off. Go find the other Saiyan." Krillin shrugged, but beckoned the others to follow him, knowing it was fruitless to argue with Vegeta.

Vegeta smirked as he watched them go. He then turned his attention to the task at hand; the Saiyan Prince. He did a quick ki search, and realised that he was less than an hour's flight behind him. He powered up, and a yellow aura appeared around him. He flew in the direction of the Prince, faster than the human eye could see.

*

"What the hell was that?" Buruma spun around, looking frantically for the source of the powerful ki. Her scouter had gone nuts and started bleeping like mad. "What the hell was that?" she repeated again. She frowned and pulled up her white gloves, which were slipping, off her hands. She brushed some dirt off the blue, white and gold chest armour. She glared and looked around. She shrugged it off, and continued on her way, checking, however, over her shoulder every now and again.

'I'm sure there was something there, the scouter doesn't malfunction that badly!' Buruma was baffled. She shook her head and continued on her search for Carripa. 'I know where you are, my friend. And like they always say, you can run, but you can't hide.'

*

"Oy! You! The tall bald one! Yeah I'm talking to you!" Yamcha yelled at the figure floating a few feet away from him. They had tracked the other Saiyan to a remote city in the middle of a barren land. He was tall, and bald, wearing dark blue spandex *shudders * and armour on his top. He had white boots tipped with gold stripes, and white gloves.

The Saiyan gave a hollow laugh as he noticed the approaching warriors.

"What do you lot want? Come to have some fun? Well," he took a fighting stance in mid air, "come and get it! You have no chance against a Saiyan Elite!" Piccolo rolled his eyes, and turned to Gohan.

"Kid, I want you to know, that whatever happens, I'm proud of you. And your dad will come," he added, reading the worried look in Gohan's eyes well. Piccolo ruffled the kid's hair and then took a crouch-like stance next to the others.

"Who are you?" Krillin asked.

"I am Nappa, Royal Guard of the Saiyan Princess. I am a first class Elite, and a Commander in the Royal Army."

"OK, back up here," Krillin shook his head. "Did you say Saiyan Princess?" Nappa frowned.

"Yes I did. Gotta problem with that shorty?" None of them could believe it.

'Wait until Vegeta finds out the Saiyan Prince is a chick,' Krillin thought.

*

Goku lifted up his head, which he had been resting on his chest while running. His eyes nearly popped out at the sight that greeted them.

The end of Snake Way

"Ha!" Goku gave a cry of laughter, before collapsing onto the ground, panting. "I  really shouldn't have hurried, now I'll have no energy to fight the Saiyans," he sighed as he sat, gathering himself, on the path of Snake Way. "And I still have to talk to Vegeta." He ran a hand through his gravity defying hair. "Oh well, I guess I'd better hurry. The Saiyans will be after Chichi." The thought darkened his relieved mood. He stood, his black boots clunking on Snake Way, and lifting into the air, making it to King Yemma's in record time.  

"King Yemma?" Goku asked, as he floated up so he was eye to eye with the tall man.

"Hello there Goku. Yes, you must go. But drop in at Koran's and get some Senzu beans, I have a feeling you shall need them." Goku nodded solemnly before blasting out of the door.

He flew at breakneck speed, hurtling downwards. Judging by his current position, it would still take him another hour or so to reach the others.

Oh well. First stop Koran's, and that was at least half an hour away.

*

An hour had long since passed, and Buruma was now almost right on top of Carripa. She halted every now and then, ducking in and out of caves.

"Stupid, idiot third class," she mumbled as she left yet another cave empty handed. She lifted into the air, when all of a sudden she was knocked from behind. She was thrown into a tree and rendered unconscious.

*

"What the hell is a woman doing out here," Vegeta mumbled, as he dropped down to the ground next to the unconscious woman. She was lying on her back, limbs sprawled out and eyes closed.

He had attacked her at first sign of movement, thinking she was the Saiyan Prince, for his ki resided somewhere in that area. Vegeta cursed and moved over to her. He knelt down beside her and took his first real look.

She was extremely good looking. Her long, blue hair was tied back in a tight plait that reached her lower back. She had fine features, pretty and delicate, yet her face seemed battle worn, and judging by her clothing, she was a warrior.

A blue spandex suit covered from her neck to her wrists and then down to her ankles, or so Vegeta assumed. He couldn't be sure for she was wearing white gloves that nearly reached her elbows and tall white boots with gold horizontal stripes across the toe. The boots almost reached her knee. Her armour was rather plain. A chest plate, with blue stripes outlined with white, and shoulder armour, gold and again, trimmed with white.

From what Vegeta could see of her body, she was in fine shape. Her legs, though still extremely woman like, had a more than was normal amount of toned muscle, and more muscles bulged from her slender arms, looking rather out of place.

Vegeta placed his fingers on her neck and felt a steady pulse. This seemed to satisfy him, and he stood, ready to leave the woman to her devices, when something caught his attention.

He had accidentally rolled the woman over, and there, sticking out just below the bottom of her chest plate was a blue, fluffy tail.

"Kuso. Just what we need. Another Saiyan. I must have got the guard! The other weaklings went after the Prince. Although what Prince in his right mind would have a female bodyguard?" He sighed, and kicked her in the side, hard. She wheezed, and her eyes shot open.

They were blue, almost as blue as her tail. The effect it had on her face was instant. She went from looking like a bedraggled woman, to a keen, alert and suspicious warrior. Her eyes showed experiences that were obviously far beyond her age. And in the deep, blue pools, Vegeta could see a mixture of emotions.

Hate, anger, regret. A need for revenge. A need for bloodshed.

'Typical of a Saiyan,' Vegeta thought arrogantly. Although, truth be told, he seemed more like a Saiyan than he did human. Right down to the deep blood lust that ran through his veins.

In an instant, the woman was on her feet. Her muscles tightened, as she sank into a fighting pose.

"Who are you?" Vegeta asked amusedly. "For you're obviously Saiyan. Tell me, are you the Prince's bodyguard?" For some reason unknown to Vegeta, this seemed to anger her.

"Bodyguard my ass," she laughed haughtily, as she drew her foot back in from her stance, and simply stood, shoulders thrust back and chin held high. "I am the Princess of Saiyans. I am the supposed legendary, heir to the throne of my now eradicated planet. I and my bodyguard, who is currently terrorising the population, come here in search of a lost Saiyan. We also hunt the Dragonballs so if you will not take me to them, I'll kill you now and be done with it," she snarled angrily.

Vegeta marvelled at how she could still look beautiful when she was angry.

'Hold it here! This is a Saiyan I'm talking about here. Bad thoughts, bad thoughts,' he mentally slapped himself.

"You mean to tell me, that a race of warriors as proud as the Saiyans, not to mention powerful beyond all reason, has a female leader?" Vegeta asked, in utter distaste.

"Hmm. Let me guess. This is one of those pathetic planets, where woman have no use other than a good screw? Well let me tell you, human that on my planet woman are rulers! They are the dominant sex, and males exist to do our bidding." Vegeta shuddered.

"Well, if you are so great, Oh-so-mighty Saiyan princess, fight me. Prove your strength." Vegeta lowered himself, and dragged his leg forward, eagerly anticipating a fight.

"Me? Princess of Saiyans, fight a human?" she laughed haughtily. "Never, would I lower myself to that level!" Vegeta growled angrily.

"I am no mere human, you stupid dumb monkey," he growled, as he noticed her tail swishing to and fro behind her back.

It was Buruma's turn to growl. She glared at Vegeta.

"Watch who you pick your fights with, human. I will fight you, merely to prove two things. One, that the Saiyan race is greater than anything the human's could throw at us, and two, that females always prevail over males. Now tell me, before we begin, what is your name, human?" Vegeta watched the Princess's tail curl itself around her waist.

"On the condition that you tell me yours."

'Oh kuso! I can't tell him my name! I don't even remember it! Hell, I don't remember anyone's names! I must have lost part of my memory when I hit the tree. Dammit, I'll have to make something up! This is so pathetic, I am the Saiyan Princess.'

"Very well human. What is your name?"

"Vegeta. You have no need for my last name, or anything else."

"Very well. I am Princess Bulma XXVI of Bulma-sei." 'I'm sure my planet was named after me. Therefore if I change my name, the name if the planet should change as well. Not that it exists anymore.'


"Very well, Princess Bulma. Let us fight."

*

Next Chapter: The fight of the two lovers-to-be? commences, the other warriors try their luck against Nappa, Goku makes his way to one of the fights, and Chichi and Crystal try to find out why they HAVEN'T been found.

Author's Note: OK, just so you know, Vegeta assumed the ruler of the planet would be male, because, well, he's Vegeta. And XXVI is supposed to be twenty-six, I was never any good at roman numerals. Happy reading, and I beg you to review!

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