Chapter 3 - Advice from a dream
Buruma stood before a pair of towering golden doors. She looked practically miniscule next to the gigantic entrance, but she felt twice their size. Her nervousness faded and she smoothed the pale blue, and very exquisite dress she had on. Her hair was up and little ringlets fell loose, accenting the low neckline of the tight bodice. She put on her most superior face and pushed open the entrance to the throne room.
Even though the elegant bluenette entered the room like a million bucks, she felt quite out of place in the crowd. She was the only blue head and most likely the only human that wasn't a slave in the large throne room full of people. Everyone turned to look at her from where she stood. She was in the spotlight in this room full of Saiya-jin Elite and nobles; who disregarded her with smug remarks and looks. The tailed creatures laughed in her face and didn't bother hiding their pointing fingers. She was pushed and shoved towards the front of the room, away from the chatter. She happily moved away. Still her strong face showed no signs of a breakdown.
Buruma moved to the darker section of the huge throne room. There she saw an elder Saiya-jin. He sat upon lavish pillows, smoking from what looked to be a hookah of some sort. He nodded towards her direction, "Keep your temper, onna. You won't impress the people here with that attitude of yours. I'm surprised the prince hasn't done anything with you yet."
Buruma crossed her arms, "I can take perfect care of myself."
He took another puff from his hookah "You have spirit, I can see why he respects you, but if you really want to dazzle that crowd you need to look at it from both ways. They look towards physical strength for power, not the beauty you have. Use that mind of yours to help Vejita-sei, and perhaps then they will respect you for who you are and you can find yourself."
She raised a hand to her chin in thought. She looked up, "Your right." The man with the hookah was nowhere to be seen. She looked around. "Now I'm loosing my mind."
"If you'd really like to know, he went that way," came a deep voice behind her.
Buruma spun around, "Who did?"
"Your friend Gokuu," The voice said.
She looked deeper into the shadows, trying to recognize the man that was speaking to her. "He did?" she asked timidly.
"He did what?" asked the voice.
"Went that way," Buruma repeated.
"Who did?"
"I am in no mood for games," she growled, crossing her arms over her chest again. He took a step closer and she could see the broad smirk on his angular face, but nothing else. "Who are you?" she asked.
"You know very well who I am." The man stepped up to her and placed his lips upon hers as well as pulling her hips to his. Her knees buckled, but he held her tight. She moaned at the sudden closeness and responded to the mystery man's kiss, wrapping her arms around his muscular neck.
*****
"Onna, wake-up."
Buruma was pulled from her dream harshly when a Saiya-jin guard kicked her awake. She stood up shakily, remembering her heated dream very well. 'Kami, it felt so real. Who was that mysterious man who I seemed to tremble just at the sound of his voice.' "Where are you taking me?" She strongly demanded.
The guard growled. "What do you care to know, lowly slave?"
Buruma furrowed her eyebrows. "I have every right to know," she spat venomously. "How dare you refer to me as a lowly slave! You have no right to take me from my home and expect me to go along with what you ask. I will ask you again, where am I?"
He scrunched his nose in dissatisfaction, "We have landed on Vejita-sei and you are being redirected to your new cell in the palace dungeons. Is there anything else you would like, miss?" He said sarcastically.
"Well, I would like you to go to hell, bastard!" She lifted her leg and hit him squarely in the balls. He fell to his knees in pain and grabbed his groin area. Buruma took the initiative and ran out of the dank cell to freedom.
She didn't get far before another guard, obviously more skilled than the last caught up to her. "You are going no where." He growled and grabbed the running girl up before she had the chance to get too far.
"Let me go!" Buruma hissed angrily. She kicked and screamed before the guard finally slapped her, knocking her to the floor unconscious.
*****
Buruma woke up drenched in her own sweat. She found herself in a different cell. This one was a bit larger than the last, but she was still the only occupant. She heard whispering coming from the other side of the cell entrance.
"Buruma." She heard someone whisper.
"Gokuu?" she asked. She stumbled to the door and looked out.
He stood there holding a ring of keys in his hand. "I'm here to set you free. I barely escaped myself."
"Why are you helping me? You barely know me."
He looked up at her once the door was opened. "Because you're nice. I don't have any friends and I figured you would probably do the same thing for me. I tried to warn you not to follow me back in the forest. Radditzu was too close by."
She nodded, "Don't worry about it, kid." She dropped to her knees and hugged him. "Its nice to find a friend. How did you get the keys?"
He smiled cutely. "The guards are heavy sleepers and I luckily slipped away from the medical room."
She looked down and noticed he wore a collar around his neck. A small red light blinked back at her. "What is this?" she asked.
He looked to where she was pointing. "Oh this thing? I'm not sure. I think I heard one of the doctors call it a 'Ki Dampening Collar' when I came out of the healing tank. I don't like it, I feel weak with it on."
"Would you like it off?" He nodded. "Alright." She pulled out her all purpose wrench from her waist pocket. "Luckily those Saiya-jins are too stupid to check me." She easily disconnected the collar and it fell loose.
"Wow, thanks Buruma!" Gokuu said cheerfully. "I feel like my old self again."
She crossed her arms. "No problem."
"I overheard some guards talking in the medical room. There were saying how they finally found the Brief's kid. Is that you Buruma?"
She nodded, "Yes, do you know what else they said?"
"Well, they're planning on using you for something bad. I dunno what, but that's what will happen, they said, if the prince decides you are not worth the time."
Buruma remembered the part of her dream when she spoke to the old Saiya- jin. 'Use that mind of yours to help Vejita-sei, and perhaps then they will respect you for who you are and you can find yourself.' He had told her.
Talking came from down the hall. "We better move it, Gokuu." Buruma said. The two ran silently around a corner and ducked into the nearest open room. The room was a dressing room complete with bathroom and a closet full of clothing.
Gokuu turned towards Buruma. "You better stay here. They are throwing a party for the prince's nineteenth birthday and I don't want you to get caught again."
'A birthday party?' thought Buruma. 'That means I can sneak in and survey the place.' "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to find a way out of this palace and find us a ship back to Chikyuu." He ran to the door. "Don't do anything crazy while I'm gone. I'll be back in a few hours." He left her alone in the dressing room.
"Crazy, huh?" Buruma smirked at her forming plan, 'Posing as a noble in a crowd full of people is not crazy. He'll thank me later for the information I can gather. I'm not stupid, I'll blend in perfectly.'
She walked into the bathroom to cleanse the dirt and gunk from her skin. The warm water poured down on her and she seemed to forget her troubles if just for that moment. Buruma hardly recognized herself in the mirror after. It had been such a long time since her last nice clean shower. Her blue hair fell to her mid back in damp curls.
Back in the dressing room Buruma searched the closet for the perfect dress to fit her needs. She found a beautiful maroon gown with long, angular sleeves and a plunging neckline. After she slipped into the dress she pulled her hair into a bouquet and put on a matching pair of heels. She applied some light make-up and lip-gloss at the vanity.
Buruma took one last look in the mirror. She winked and blew a kiss at herself. "Darling, you are drop dead sexy and ready to seduce information out of any Saiya-jin that crosses your path."
Buruma stood before a pair of towering golden doors. She looked practically miniscule next to the gigantic entrance, but she felt twice their size. Her nervousness faded and she smoothed the pale blue, and very exquisite dress she had on. Her hair was up and little ringlets fell loose, accenting the low neckline of the tight bodice. She put on her most superior face and pushed open the entrance to the throne room.
Even though the elegant bluenette entered the room like a million bucks, she felt quite out of place in the crowd. She was the only blue head and most likely the only human that wasn't a slave in the large throne room full of people. Everyone turned to look at her from where she stood. She was in the spotlight in this room full of Saiya-jin Elite and nobles; who disregarded her with smug remarks and looks. The tailed creatures laughed in her face and didn't bother hiding their pointing fingers. She was pushed and shoved towards the front of the room, away from the chatter. She happily moved away. Still her strong face showed no signs of a breakdown.
Buruma moved to the darker section of the huge throne room. There she saw an elder Saiya-jin. He sat upon lavish pillows, smoking from what looked to be a hookah of some sort. He nodded towards her direction, "Keep your temper, onna. You won't impress the people here with that attitude of yours. I'm surprised the prince hasn't done anything with you yet."
Buruma crossed her arms, "I can take perfect care of myself."
He took another puff from his hookah "You have spirit, I can see why he respects you, but if you really want to dazzle that crowd you need to look at it from both ways. They look towards physical strength for power, not the beauty you have. Use that mind of yours to help Vejita-sei, and perhaps then they will respect you for who you are and you can find yourself."
She raised a hand to her chin in thought. She looked up, "Your right." The man with the hookah was nowhere to be seen. She looked around. "Now I'm loosing my mind."
"If you'd really like to know, he went that way," came a deep voice behind her.
Buruma spun around, "Who did?"
"Your friend Gokuu," The voice said.
She looked deeper into the shadows, trying to recognize the man that was speaking to her. "He did?" she asked timidly.
"He did what?" asked the voice.
"Went that way," Buruma repeated.
"Who did?"
"I am in no mood for games," she growled, crossing her arms over her chest again. He took a step closer and she could see the broad smirk on his angular face, but nothing else. "Who are you?" she asked.
"You know very well who I am." The man stepped up to her and placed his lips upon hers as well as pulling her hips to his. Her knees buckled, but he held her tight. She moaned at the sudden closeness and responded to the mystery man's kiss, wrapping her arms around his muscular neck.
*****
"Onna, wake-up."
Buruma was pulled from her dream harshly when a Saiya-jin guard kicked her awake. She stood up shakily, remembering her heated dream very well. 'Kami, it felt so real. Who was that mysterious man who I seemed to tremble just at the sound of his voice.' "Where are you taking me?" She strongly demanded.
The guard growled. "What do you care to know, lowly slave?"
Buruma furrowed her eyebrows. "I have every right to know," she spat venomously. "How dare you refer to me as a lowly slave! You have no right to take me from my home and expect me to go along with what you ask. I will ask you again, where am I?"
He scrunched his nose in dissatisfaction, "We have landed on Vejita-sei and you are being redirected to your new cell in the palace dungeons. Is there anything else you would like, miss?" He said sarcastically.
"Well, I would like you to go to hell, bastard!" She lifted her leg and hit him squarely in the balls. He fell to his knees in pain and grabbed his groin area. Buruma took the initiative and ran out of the dank cell to freedom.
She didn't get far before another guard, obviously more skilled than the last caught up to her. "You are going no where." He growled and grabbed the running girl up before she had the chance to get too far.
"Let me go!" Buruma hissed angrily. She kicked and screamed before the guard finally slapped her, knocking her to the floor unconscious.
*****
Buruma woke up drenched in her own sweat. She found herself in a different cell. This one was a bit larger than the last, but she was still the only occupant. She heard whispering coming from the other side of the cell entrance.
"Buruma." She heard someone whisper.
"Gokuu?" she asked. She stumbled to the door and looked out.
He stood there holding a ring of keys in his hand. "I'm here to set you free. I barely escaped myself."
"Why are you helping me? You barely know me."
He looked up at her once the door was opened. "Because you're nice. I don't have any friends and I figured you would probably do the same thing for me. I tried to warn you not to follow me back in the forest. Radditzu was too close by."
She nodded, "Don't worry about it, kid." She dropped to her knees and hugged him. "Its nice to find a friend. How did you get the keys?"
He smiled cutely. "The guards are heavy sleepers and I luckily slipped away from the medical room."
She looked down and noticed he wore a collar around his neck. A small red light blinked back at her. "What is this?" she asked.
He looked to where she was pointing. "Oh this thing? I'm not sure. I think I heard one of the doctors call it a 'Ki Dampening Collar' when I came out of the healing tank. I don't like it, I feel weak with it on."
"Would you like it off?" He nodded. "Alright." She pulled out her all purpose wrench from her waist pocket. "Luckily those Saiya-jins are too stupid to check me." She easily disconnected the collar and it fell loose.
"Wow, thanks Buruma!" Gokuu said cheerfully. "I feel like my old self again."
She crossed her arms. "No problem."
"I overheard some guards talking in the medical room. There were saying how they finally found the Brief's kid. Is that you Buruma?"
She nodded, "Yes, do you know what else they said?"
"Well, they're planning on using you for something bad. I dunno what, but that's what will happen, they said, if the prince decides you are not worth the time."
Buruma remembered the part of her dream when she spoke to the old Saiya- jin. 'Use that mind of yours to help Vejita-sei, and perhaps then they will respect you for who you are and you can find yourself.' He had told her.
Talking came from down the hall. "We better move it, Gokuu." Buruma said. The two ran silently around a corner and ducked into the nearest open room. The room was a dressing room complete with bathroom and a closet full of clothing.
Gokuu turned towards Buruma. "You better stay here. They are throwing a party for the prince's nineteenth birthday and I don't want you to get caught again."
'A birthday party?' thought Buruma. 'That means I can sneak in and survey the place.' "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to find a way out of this palace and find us a ship back to Chikyuu." He ran to the door. "Don't do anything crazy while I'm gone. I'll be back in a few hours." He left her alone in the dressing room.
"Crazy, huh?" Buruma smirked at her forming plan, 'Posing as a noble in a crowd full of people is not crazy. He'll thank me later for the information I can gather. I'm not stupid, I'll blend in perfectly.'
She walked into the bathroom to cleanse the dirt and gunk from her skin. The warm water poured down on her and she seemed to forget her troubles if just for that moment. Buruma hardly recognized herself in the mirror after. It had been such a long time since her last nice clean shower. Her blue hair fell to her mid back in damp curls.
Back in the dressing room Buruma searched the closet for the perfect dress to fit her needs. She found a beautiful maroon gown with long, angular sleeves and a plunging neckline. After she slipped into the dress she pulled her hair into a bouquet and put on a matching pair of heels. She applied some light make-up and lip-gloss at the vanity.
Buruma took one last look in the mirror. She winked and blew a kiss at herself. "Darling, you are drop dead sexy and ready to seduce information out of any Saiya-jin that crosses your path."