Okay, firstly I'd like to say that I DON'T OWN DRAGONBALL Z. Now that's out of my system, Hi! This is my first ever fanfic, so please be kind if reviewing. Before each chapter there will be some song lyrics (I don't own these either – the song title and artist will be written underneath to give due credit.). The lyrics should help to set the feel of the scene or the characters; it should be obvious.
:Thinking:
"Talking"
~Telepathic~
Well, I think that's it. Enjoy!
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To MeChapter One: Beginnings
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'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
(Fighter – Christina Aguilera)
As the door to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber swung closed behind him, Vegeta surveyed what was to be his home for the next year. To his left was a small, but well equipped kitchen with an enormous fridge and pantry.
:I wonder if that will last me the year.: He thought.
Separated from the kitchen by a wooden screen was a king sized bed and a cupboard for his clothing and to his right was a small bathroom area. A few strides forward and he was in the lounge area with two matching couches facing each other and a coffee table in between. Vegeta looked down at them and sneered.
"Weak humans. They think of their comfort even in a training facility."
"Well, where else would you sit down and talk?" A voice asked him.
His head snapped upwards and his eyes sought the owner of the question. There was nothing but whiteness beyond the living quarters.
"I demand to know who said that. Show yourself at once!"
"That's no way to speak to your roomie." The voice came from everywhere at once. "If we're going to be here a while, we may at least try to get on."
Vegeta bared his teeth as his temper flared.
"If you don't reveal yourself, I'll blast you out." A small ball of red energy formed above his right index finger as proof that he would indeed carry out his threat. "There aren't many places to hide in here. I'll find you eventually."
A small laugh. There! In front of him. He smiled to himself as he pointed in its direction.
"Eventually." Came the voice again as two lavender coloured eyes appeared in the whiteness. "But then, how would you survive without a bed, a kitchen, food? I thought you Saiyans had huge appetites?"
Vegeta stepped back in surprise and instantly hated himself for it. The red ball grew to the size of a small asteroid as it fed on his rage.
"Show. Yourself. Now!" He spat, sounding feral. :Then we'll see who's laughing.:
A sigh. "Very well." The voice answered.
The clear lavender eyes before him winked out and a bluish-purple haze formed.
:What is this?: Vegeta thought. :This energy feels so… strange.:
All of a sudden, the haze grew incredibly bright. So bright, Vegeta had to turn his face away and shield his eyes. Then, he felt something snap and the light was gone. He looked back, trying to adjust his eyes to the sudden change. Where there had once been mist, there now stood a slim figure about the same height as himself.
"Sorry about that. I probably should have warned you."
The voice was distinctly feminine now, and slightly elemental to his sensitive ears. His vision cleared.
"A… A woman?"
The lavender eyes now belonged to a small oval face with a small nose and full deep red lips, which smiled at him. Her bright blue hair was cut short so that it spiked up wildly in all directions, with a few long pieces falling over her forehead. Her skin was a milky coffee colour and she wore a simple white singlet and a faded pair of jeans. She looked like she was in her late teens, or early twenties, but she had an air about her of great age. He took it all in as she stared at him.
"Well, now that you've finished looking me over, I guess I'd better introduce myself." She smiled again and extended her hand. "My name is Anysis."
Vegeta looked down at her hand and back up at her in disgust.
"What are you doing here woman?" He let his anger seep into his words. She could feel it crawling over her skin.
:They certainly picked a good one for me. This is going to be interesting.:
Prince Vegeta from the planet of the same name stood glaring at her, impatient for her reply.
:Well, he doesn't look so bad. Maybe I caught him in a foul mood or something.:
His black eyes burned with rage as his patience wore out. "I demand an answer woman, or I'll blast you back into the mist you came from!" He pointed the giant red ball of energy at her and, when she didn't immediately speak, he fired.
:Here we go. I hope he's not like this all the time.: She shuddered at the thought as the red ball enveloped her. :And I have to live with him.:
Vegeta watched as the ball surrounded the strange woman. :That's the end of her!:
Anysis looked at the energy raging around her and sighed. :This has got to stop.: With that, she reached out her finger and poked the front wall. pop! The energy ball burst like a bubble.
Vegeta stared at her in amazement. There the woman stood, totally untouched, with a finger pointed at him.
"Vegeta, you're wasting your time trying to kill me." She let her arm drop. "I suggest you put that energy into training."
"Uh." Vegeta gasped. "How do you know my name?"
"I know a great deal about you, my prince." She inclined her head as she said 'prince'. :Well, he is royalty, even if he is a little… uncivilised.:
He smirked and folded his arms over his chest.
"At least you know where respect is due."
Her eyes narrowed. :He's one of those is he?:
"I honour the title, not the man. Respect must be earned."
"You…" Vegeta growled, unfolding his arms. He phased out and appeared just in front of where the woman was standing, reaching out to grab her throat. But he found himself grasping thin air.
"Where? What?"
"Oh this won't do at all." Came her voice from behind him.
He spun around to see the woman walking through the lounge towards the kitchen.
"Come back here woman. I am not brushed aside so easily." He used his 'I always get what I want' tone.
She just ignored him and kept looking around.
"Only one bed, an open bathroom with a tiny bathtub. What's the point in training your butt off if you can't relax properly in your down time?"
Vegeta grit his teeth. He phased over in front of her, but now she was over near the bed. :Infuriating woman! Just wait until I get my hands on her!:
Anysis threw herself onto the bed, lying back to test how comfortable it was. :Very nice. The sheets are a bit rough, though I'll soon fix that.:
Vegeta suddenly appeared next to the bed, his hands in fists, the vein in his forehead bulging. She raised an eyebrow.
"You'd better watch that blood pressure of yours, we don't want you up and dying on us."
"Why you…" He pounced… and blinked. She was gone. He rocked back on his heels, not believing his eyes.
"Look, I'm flattered that you'd chase me around, but shouldn't you be training or something?" The woman stood next to him, her arms folded.
He practically roared as he threw himself at her, then watched as she phased away, inches from his grasp. The floor was looming nearer, but he had stopped falling.
"What have you done to me woman?!" Vegeta bellowed as he tried to move. The force holding him tightened and rudely flipped him over onto his back. He was angry until he realised that her arms were still folded. Nothing was touching him!
Anysis walked up to stand over the floating prince.
"I should have let you fall, you know. It might just have knocked some sense into that head of yours."
Vegeta glared at her, murderous intent clearly etched on his face.
"Well, you certainly won't become a Super Saiyan this way."
His face went blank. :How does she know that?:
"I know it because I know you. I have been watching you and your ah… friends…for a very long time."
"Uh!" Vegeta gasped, shocked. "How did you know what I was thinking?"
She smiled down at him. ~I read your thoughts.~ Her voice said in his mind. ~I'm telepathic. To a degree.~
Anysis laughed when she saw that he understood. "I find it amusing that someone who obviously knows very little about me should dismiss me so quickly as 'weak'. But…" :Remember your diplomacy training.: She sighed, looking down at her feet. "I'm also in the wrong. I have offended you, and I apologise."
She slowly raised Vegeta upright and released him from her power.
The woman looked up at him under a veil of thick, black lashes. He had felt whatever had been holding him release and he stood staring at her, curious.
:What it she?:
He saw a flash of surprise flitter across her features when he didn't try to attack her and then… :Is that hope?:
She smiled at him. "Perhaps a small peace offering is in order?"
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Oooooooohhhhhh! What will Anysis give Vegeta? How will he react? Find out in the next exciting instalment:
To Me Chapter 2: An Offering