Chapter five

"Are you all right my Dear?" Zorn studied the young woman at his side as he noticed she was once again in awe of her surroundings taking in every detail with a warrior's eye.

Bura blushed, not being able to ignore how close this incredible handsome, charming man was.

"Yes, I'm fine." she managed, her voice cultured with a strange growling lilt to it as she spoke her father's tongue.

"Your accent is rather familiar, what house did you say you belonged too?" He knew full well she had never mentioned any such thing

"I..Oh! What a marvelous tapestry! Isn't this the battle of touristsei?"

The captain of the royal guards face lit up, history was his weakness and he had often bored Sullion to sleep with his endless accounting of some tail or another.

Bura only half listened, she already knew the story and had thus recognized the hanging, she silently thanked her father for giving her every lesson in Saiya-jin history he had remembered, and for telling her about Zorn and his passion for art and history.

Her father had often talked to her about the saiya-jins he had know as a child, this man she now knew as Zorn had often come up, he being in a position that put him so close to the royal family. Her father had always spoken well of him, Zorn often had a kind word or extra treat for the then-diminutive Prince even though the had been a grueling task master and had kept the young Vegeta at his studies for hours on end.

I wonder if I will meet any of the other Saiya-jins my father talked about?

An amused cough brought her out of her musing.

"You must be tired from your…travels." Zorn made the excuse for the obviously distracted girl and once again took her arm to lead her down the winding corridors.

The halls were made out of a marble like white stone that had veins of the most incredible blue shooting through them, the material wrapped around to create both the floor and ceiling as well as the walls. Columns lined the sides of most of the hallways and curved up to form ornate arches along the ceiling. The columns were straight and smooth, thinning out at the top to wind and twist around each other in a complicated pattern of knots. It simply amazed here that they were able to get solid stone to do that and she wondered if Ki had been used in the process

This is the place my father always told me about, the palace, he even described theses very walls!

So caught up in her thoughts was she, that the wondrous burning stares of everyone in the hall were lost on her.

Saiyajins by nature, were social and being they numbered only in the thousands currently, everyone knew everyone. When a beautiful, pale haired, tailed girl shows up out of the middle of nowhere, in a pod that was sent off decades ago belonging to another, legendary Saiya-jin, people took notice.

Bura was lost to this as she marveled at things her father had delighted her with in stories as child. Drinking everything in as much as possible with her wide azure eyes, she hardly noticed the hot stares and curious eyes that raked her body along every length of the hall. Sayajin were coming out of the woodwork, previous onlookers had run off to inform friends and comrades alike of this strange new development and soon it almost came to pass that everyone who was anyone had got a good look at the beautiful stranger before the King Himself even had.

Due to Zorn's status and reputation, no one dared interrupt him as he ushered the blue beauty down the hall, despite the natural overwhelming curiosity of Saiyajins.

Bura came to her sense as they abruptly halted. Before her were a set a tall magnificent doors, massive and ancient, carved from the wood of a single huge tree, that had lived over thousands of years ago. Here, right in front of her, were the doors to the thrown room of the rulers of Vegetasei.

The were stark in there bare beauty, nothing but carved polished dark red wood, and behind them a simple stone path of various colors and types would lead to the low diasis, made from the same breath taking white stone that lined that halls.

On top of that, her formally dead Grandfather, would be stretched out upon his red thrown, seemingly relaxed, as open court was held for his judgment at this hour.

She hadn't even set foot inside those doors and all ready her breath was taken from her, for the first time since landing she felt nervous.

What if he knows? What if he calls me out? What if he doesn't like me?

Her mind was racing as she stood impassively, her expression schooled despite her inner termiol, it was a trick she ahd picked up from her father ata very young age, unfortunately she had also picked up her mother's habit of concentrating a to much on the one thing in front of her in front, rather than a broader scope. It was a habit that served a scientist well but could be the down fall of a warrior. So that when a figure came out the more commonly used side door, and was briefed by Zorn Bra didn't notice till after several minutes of the creepy feeling of being watched got to her. She turned and was greeted by the site of a hulking, bald, grinning Saiyajin male.

Nappa, the Marshall of Vegetasei, former body guard to the Sayajin no Ouji.

His grin faded as the stranger before him began to not seem so strange to his gaze. Her eyes, while a beautiful alluring shade of purest blue, were tilted, angling down towards her delicate, slightly upturned, small nose. Her browns did not arch but rather ran strait along her brow. Her cheek bones high and wide a perfect frame for the picture of the twin mirrors to her soul.

For Nappa, it was like looking into another version of a face lost to him long ago.

"Forgive my rudeness", he said at last, "I am Nappa, Marshall of Vegtasei and her people."

"I am Burahanni." Bura was thankful that no more was required of her but her name to be respectful.

The uncomfortable atmosphere was broken as another came through the side door. He was dressed in the amour of an elite, and had a simple outrageous crop of Elvis-eque hair, hanging in his face.

"The King will see you now." His voice was thoroughly unpleasant as well as the looks he sent bura's way. The man didn't even bother to try and conceal the gleam of admiration as his eyes practically undressed her.

"Thank you, Kale." The distaste in Nappa's voice was apparent. The big man turned to head back threw the door and Zorn motioned for Bura to follow. She waited a moment for Kale to precede her but he remained where he was and Bura had no choice but to pass in front of him, the whole time feeling practically molested buy the man's lecherous gaze.

She lifted her head just as they entered the thrown room, there on his chair, staring calmly back at her was her Grandfather, King Vegeta.

"Welcome to Vegetasei, My dear, Burahanni was it?"

A nod was all she could manage, he was the very image of her father, or rather her father was the very image of him. The only difference was the perfectly trimmed goatee Vegeta no Ou sported.

Bura tried not to giggle as she suddenly realized why her father had grown that mustache all those years ago.

Bura's attention was trapped once again as Vegeta no Ou caught her gaze. He stared deep into her eyes as if he could learn anything he desired about her from simply looking into them, a knowing gleam came to his eyes, bur Bura was not afraid as she had feared she would be, that look was full of loving warmth, a genuine happy glow. It warmed Bura to her core.

I will keep my silence for now child, you must have your purposes for concealing you identity and I will not interfere unless need be, just know that I am here for you, and soon we will speak .There is much I wish to ask you.

All of this past between Grandfather and Granddaughter in an instant, only a few seconds ticking by for everyone else as the world stopped for them.

Bura was a little amazed at how easy it had all been, her Grandfather had just known and been able to instantly open a mind link with her. Living with humans her whole life, watching them struggle to communicate the simplest of ideas with each other, being part human herself, made her marvel now at the easy and comfort she felt in her Grandfather's presence with out ever having even spoken a word to him.

"Will you swear loyalty to me, Serve me with all that you have to give and hold nothing back in the service of your King and people?

"Hai, My Ou."

"Very well then, Zorn, find her suitable quarters after you get her ranking, and have her scanned in medical, place her with a family rather than private quarters so she may better adjust to things. We are done here."

Surprise was evident in Zorn's face but he did not question his King. Bowing he turned to do his biding, once again taking Bura's arm and heading out the way they had come.

After they were out of earshot. Nappa spoke up.

"Sire, I am a bit…surprised you did not …ask more of her. We do not even know where she came from, or how she came to be in kaka rot's pod."

"Tch, she is a Saiyajin Nappa, and with our number as low as it is, any Saiyajin who is loyal and unquestioning of MY judgment is welcome, especially a female of age to bear children."

Nappa wasn't the smartest , man in existence but he knew a admonishment when he heard one. He suppressed the urge to growl at Kale's barely covered chuckling, bowed and went.

Bura waited nervously as the med techs scouter was trained on her, she hadn't check her power level in quite a while. And was nervous as to the out come. She knew where she stood in regards to her friends and family but was clueless when it came to her formerly dead species.

Oh Kami, what if I end up third class!?!?

Bra doubted it but the fear still mingled at the back of her mind. Finally the scouter beeped, and the tech let out appreciative whistle.

"Not bad kid, you rank first class."

Bra let out the breath she had been holding, she was no elite, but that would have raised suspicion. Bura had held back a good portion of her power to prevent that, her fear had been form worrying that maybe she had held it back to far. She was no super Saiyajin, but she could still kick her fair share of tail.

"Have you found appropriate arrangements?" Zorn turned to another tech, at a computer terminal. Which Bura had been delighted to see, she missed her lab top.

All her test had gone fine and she had even managed to get a shower and a fresh battle suit, now she just had to find out where she was staying for however long she decided to stay.

"Yes Sir, if they are agreeable I will have her placed at Commander Kinoko's household."

"Patch a link through."

After a few moments a beautiful woman appeared on the screen. Even over the screen she could tell the woman was tall, a mane of hair that was nothing short of glorious trailed down her back and out of view. It was as dark as her lovely, amazingly gentle eyes, framed by thick sooty lashes. Her mouth was curved in a plump genuine smile.

"Captain Zorn, to what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" Her voice was every bit as warm and inviting as her chocolate eyes, they reminded her of Goten's, and Goku and Gohan's for that matter. They had all possessed those liquid chocolate eyes so unlike her father's small fierce jet orbs.

"I would as a favor of you, we have yet another new arrival, and she is I need of quarters, normally I would not imposes but the King specifically requested that she be placed with a suitable family, she is of the first class and I could think of no one better than you to place her care in."

"I am flattered that you think so highly of me, I would be delighted, I always wanted a daughter, but this lousy mate of mine, only gives me sons you see so selfish of him really."

No one could stop the grin that spread on there face at Kinoko's light easy banter. Her mate despite his former third-class standing was now a very respected and some what feared man, his son's were all but legendary both in there own right. One had served and survived along side the Price and Nappa through the terror that had been Frezza, the other from what knowledge they had grasped in the pit of hell that they could remember after resurrection, had achieved the legendary form of super Saiyajin, fought and won battles they couldn't even begin to imagine.

"I will send my son to fetch her, he is much more familiar with the palace then I am, having destroyed as much of it as possible from the inside in his youth, I swear Zorn you should watch him, I dare say he plots to over throw your control of the guards and start a rebellion, and where would we be then? No doubt swept up in a see of drunken mayhem and gratuitous sex if the boy got his way."

At this the others in the room laughed out right, mischief danced in the woman's eyes.

"Ah, Kinoko, you are to much. How soon can I expect the usurper to get his tail here?"

"He's already left. As soon as I mentioned that a pretty girl was waiting at the palace for him he rushed out the door."

A/N okay, I know I promised longer chapters, but this writing thing is just so hard! Gods I wish they had put me in American Lit in high school like they were supposed to and I'd actually know that thing called grammar and so on. Bare with me guys, and don't worry Maria it will be R+B I just intend to make them suffer first.