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A/N; Hey cool, Chapter 3. Well I wanna say thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far, you guys are great. I really wasn't too sure about posting this, it's way far out of my usual K/18 comfort zone, but I thought I'd give it a shot anyway. So thanks heaps for reviewing this so far. ~D.B
And Then You'll Know
Chapter 3
17 growled angrily "Dammit, this is really pissing me off"
Nison looked up at his friend and tried not to laugh "Calm down there buddy, you'll give yourself heart failure". He grumbled again, as he threw a spanner to the ground, "I'm a cyborg, that can't happen". Nison looked up again, 17 usually tried to deny that fact as much as possible, he must have been extremely ticked off to let that slip, "Fine then," said Nison "you'll blow a circuit". 17 stopped what he was doing and looked at his friend.
"Don't even think about it" said Nison, knowing exactly what 17 was about to say.
"We're never going to get this done, and I still got about 100 other things to do before the party tonight" said 17
17 and Nison had been told to fix the lawn mower, and neither the cyborg boy nor the half Namekian boy were any good at fixing broken stuff.
"I think one of us is going to have to get Kori out here" thought Nison out loud.
"That's a good idea, off you go" said 17 as he layed down on the grass.
"Nu-uh, I went last time" said Nison.
"Fine," said 17 as he sat back up "I'll play ya for it".
"Paper, scissors, rock!" both guys chanted at the same time.
"Ha, you loose," shouted Nison "scissors cut paper"
"Damn you" said 17 and he got up and walked back inside the palace. Nison fell back against the grass and laughed. The power of telepathy really came in handy sometimes.
***
Kori and Tarie were in the main entrance to the place. It was where some 8000 guests would be arriving for Chi-chi's birthday party tonight and they wouldn't just be from planet Vegeta, and they were expected to scrub every section of wall and every last tile until the whole room was spotless, and it was a big room!
"Taire, did you hear what Clover was saying about you last night?" asked Kori. Taire stopped scrubbing and looked up "Yep," she said, "But at least she talks to people"
"What do you mean?" asked Kori.
"I mean 17's sister. I have tried to talk to her heaps of times, but she just won't pay any attention to me. She only ever talks to 17 and Astrid" replied Taire. Kori stopped scrubbing all together then, she put her sponge on the ground and looked over at her friend, she had gotten interested in this conversation. It was totally true. The only people 18 spoke to were 17 and Astrid, beside those two, the only other people she had ever seen the pretty blonde girl talk to was Nison, 17's best friends.
Kori knew that 18 had spent most of her life in the harem, and she had only been out for 3 weeks. She also knew that life in the harem was hard and that only the girls strong in body and mind would survive it, 18 had to be tough to stay in there for as long as she had been and it must have made her very world-weary. But 18 possessed no social skills what so ever, and sometimes it worried Kori.
"I think she just needs some more time to adjust, it's a big change from the harem, they have showers and food there" said Kori
"Yeah, well I still think she's rude" said Tarie, she was around the same age as the twins, they were 18 years old and she had just turned 19.
17 came into the room soon after, if he had been a few minutes earlier he would have heard Kori and Tarie talking about his sister.
"17 stop right there!," shouted Tarie before 17 was even off the big mat "the floor's still wet".
"Ok," said 17 "Kori we need your help". Kori looked across at her friend, she looked annoyed that 17 needed her yet again. "What for this time?" she asked.
"Can you go and give Nison a hand with the lawn mower. I'll take over here until you get back" replied 17.
"Fine" said Kori and she threw the wet sponge at 17.
***
18 placed her hands on her hips and looked at her sheet on the wall. All the slaves were on party duty today, none of them were to be serving the regular masters but they were all to help set up for the party that night. 18 had already completed her first two tasks and now she was checking up on her next job. She had to go and help she the tables for the banquet. So she turned at left for the grand hall.
When she arrived she almost died of shock. There were hundreds of tables scatted about, some were round, some were square and there were a few long rectangle ones. On the big blank wall there was an image coming from the over head projector, it was what the room was supposed to look like by tonight. Even thought there were already about 50 or 60 other people working on there was no way it would get done, the would have to work 10 times harder than normal. 18 sighed and set to work, throwing pristine white tablecloths over the tables and arranging chairs around them. Then she had to set out all the silverware and all the glasses.
"Hey 18" some one called to her after about an hour on the job. 18 looked up and saw Nison, one of her only friends, save her brother and Astrid.
"You in here to?" she asked.
"Ah no, I've come to get him" said Nison pointing to a guy with bright orange hair.
"Are you going to fix that mess on his head?" asked 18. That made Nison laugh. "No, your brother need his help for a second" he replied, it was strange for 17 to ask for anyone's help, and so far today he had needed assistance twice.
"My brother?" asked 18
"Yep" said Nison, 18 smiled, it was one of the only times she had, and Nison noticed just how pretty she was. "Tell him I said hi"
"I will" said Nison and he got the guy with orange hair and left the room. 18 shook her head and got back to work.
***
"Bulma will you hurry up?" asked Chi-chi as she flipped through one of Bulma magazines. The two girls were in Bulmas room at her house in the staff quarters of the palace, the house was like a large apartment, with 3 bedrooms. The 2 girls were rummaging through Bulma's huge clothing collection in search of something to wear to Chi-chi's party that night.
"Exactly what type of party is this, Chi?" asked Bulma.
"Well it's a formal type dinner thing with all the important people my dad had to invite, you know, the people from the dumb allegiance. Then there's gonna be a huge party with everyone I wanted to invite" said Chi-chi.
"Ok" said Bulma and she pulled out a slinky black dress that went all the way to the ground. "What about this?" she asked. Chi-chi looked up from the magazine.
"It'll be fine for the dinner, I'm wearing something else under my dress so I won't have to come back and change after" she said.
"That's a good idea" said Bulma and she disappeared back into the cupboard. Chi-chi rolled her eyes and went back to reading.
A few minutes later Bulma re-emerged holding a denim mini skirt and a black halter neck top that would go great with her new black shoes. Then she went into the bathroom to go and change.
Chi-chi looked up at the clock on Bulma's wall and almost had a heart attack.
"Bulma I gotta go, I'll see ya in a bit ok". She didn't even let Bulma reply before she had gone.
She arrived back at her room huffing and puffing, she could hear moaning coming out of Vegeta's room. She shuddered and unlocked her door, and went inside. Once she had stripped down to her underwear she pulled on a silky black mini skirt and a blood red tank top that was also made of silk. Then she put on her dress for the dinner, it was a long red dress that hugged all her curves perfectly. She pulled on her shoes and headed off down the hall to get her hair and make up done.
***
18 sighed and wiped her face with the back of her hand, which resulted in a big, dirty black smudge running across her cheek. She had finished setting up for the dinner hours ago and now she had just finished cleaning up the area where Chi-chi would be having her own party, it was a big out side patio, with a pool and everything. 18's job had been to sweep and just generally tidy up, it had proved to be messier than she first though. But she was finished now and she was heading back to the slave quarters, looking forward to what she felt was a well-earned rest.
But when she got there she found a surprise, there were some crates in the main room, 18 counted 6 in all. All the others were digging around in the boxes and pulling out things. 18 spotted her brother and Nison on the other side of the room and pushed her way through the crowd to get to them.
"17, what's going on?" she asked. 17 held up a pair of new black slacks and a proper white shirt. "This is what we have to wear tonight" he said.
"Tonight?"
"Yeah," said Nison "we have to be the waiters and waitress. Didn't you know that?" he asked. 18 shook her head, "no" she said. Then she went to go and find what she had to wear. Eventually 18 found the bag with her name on it. She pulled everything out, she was disgusted at what she had to wear. It looked like a French maid outfit, with a short black pinafore and a tight white short sleeved shirt underneath. But she pulled it on anyway, she was glad to be wearing something new.
"What do you think 17?" she asked her twin.
"You need to brush your hair" said 17 and he threw a hairbrush at his sister. 18 was overjoyed to be able to brush her hair for the first time in nearly a month, it took nearly half an hour to get all the knots out but it was worth it, it felt terrific to have brushed hair. There was no way she was giving the brush back, they would have to pry it out her cold dead hands before they got it.
"18," called Nison from the door, he was the only person left now "let's go". 18 blinked a few times and followed him out the room.
***
Krillen grumbled and clicked the button on the remote to turn the t.v off, then he rolled off his bed and headed for the cupboard. He really didn't want to go to his stupid sister's stupid birthday party, but he was being forced. He pulled on his black tux and brushed his black hair down so it looked half ok, his hair always had been wild and unruly. Then he grabbed his crown off the top shelf and blew all the dust off it. God, he hated that thing, it was horrible and it just made him look stupid. He didn't like being royal, he didn't like people knowing he was, he didn't even like being sayian. Krillen wasn't like normal Sayians, they all loved to destroy things and wipe out other races, but not Krillen. He was perfectly happy just being who he was, he preferred to help others and be kind to them rather than blasting a ki hole through them when they weren't looking. He just wished he wasn't the only one.
It wasn't long before his thoughts drifted back to the blonde girl, he hadn't seen her for nearly a week, although Chi-Chi assured him that she wasn't dead, Krillen wasn't sure if he could trust his big sister or not though. He had tried to feel her ki signature several times now, but each time he failed. That could only mean two things. 1: she constantly suppressed it to the point where no one could feel it or 2: She was dead. He certainly hoped it wasn't latter. But he didn't know why she would keep her ki down all the time; it didn't make sense to him.
Krillen was torn away from his thoughts by the sound of someone banging on the door. He grabbed hold of his tail, which was waving around like crazy, he hadn't even realised he was causing that to happen, and he wrapped it firmly around his waist. Then he went to open the door. It was Vegeta on the other side.
"I've been sent to get you. Let's go" he said angrily then he turned and left. Krillen grabbed his door key and locked it, then he shoved the key in his pocket and followed Vegeta to the hall.
***
"Wow Chi, look at all these people" said Bulma in total awe of everyone arriving. The guests from other planets were especially odd. They were all different colours and they all had different numbers of eyes or arms. Some were actually quite scary looking. But they all belonged to the Sayian allegiance, so the king had felt it mandatory to invite them.
"Chi-chi, I want you to meet Mr. and Mrs. Son, their boy Kakkarot should be along shortly and their other two sons are inside already" said the king.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Chi-chi" Chi-chi introduced herself, and then she elbowed Bulma in the side.
"And I'm Bulma" she quickly added
"It's a pleasure to meet both you lovely ladies. I'm Bardok and this is my wife Neha" said Bardok. He was a model Sayian with spiky black hair that was in total disarray and perfectly sculpted muscles, he had scar on his face, and big black eyes, and his tail was swaying back and fourth happily. Neha was beautiful; she had long smooth black hair that was a lot like Chi-chi's, and black eyes as well, her fluffy brown tail was acting as a belt tonight. She was dressed in a pretty midnight blue evening gown that fell all the way to the ground.
"Ah, here is our son now. Kakkarot, this is the princess we've been telling you about, Chi-chi". Boy crazy Bulma's eyes almost popped right out her head, this guy was gorgeous, there was no other way to describe it. He was the splitting image of his father, only 20 years younger and minus the scar. He was dressed in a black tux and like his fathers his tail was hanging freely.
"Hi, I'm Kakkarot, it's nice to meet you Chi-chi," he said, then he took hold of her hand and lightly kissed the back of it "I believe my parents are friends with your parents".
"My father, my mother died a long time ago" said Chi-chi.
"I'm sorry to hear that" said Kakkarot.
"Kakkarot, let's go, Chi-chi still has more guests to greet" said Neha.
"Bye and happy birthday" said Kakkarot, then he followed his parents into the hall to be seated.
"Oh my god," said Bulma once he had disappeared from view "he was gorgeous"
"He was ok," said Chi-chi "I honestly don't know what you see in boys, they are all the same if you ask me"
"Well I didn't ask you did I" said Bulma, as another couple made their way into the palace. Chi-chi and Bulma put on their most polite faces and greeted them kindly.
***
18 was sitting on the ground in between her brother and Nison, all the help for the evening had been told to wait in a tiny little room that was just off the kitchen, they could hear the voices of all the guests out in the hall. 18 could hear her brothers stomach grumbling and she put her hand on his stomach.
"Shut up" she told it.
"Sorry," said 17, "but I haven't eaten since yesterday morning"
"Well neither have I but do you hear my stomach making noises"
"What stomach?" asked Nison "your so thin if you turned sideways we wouldn't be able to see you".
"Shut up Nison, it's not my fault I'm thin". 18 scowled, she knew she was thin. Ever since she came out the Harem she had been loosing weight rapidly, but even then she had been thin, weighing in at 50 kilos, she had now dropped to 43, she was a stick. But she wasn't the worst. There were many girls who were even thinner than she was, take Tarie for instance, it was amazing she was still alive.
The door was opened up then and one of the cooks looked in, "You can start preparing to serve dinner now" he said. So they all stood up and went into the kitchen. About 20 minutes later dinner was ready to be served. All the people serving took 2 plates each and went out into the hall to start serving.
***
The hall was huge, 18 had seen it earlier that day when she had been setting up the tables, and now it looked like a totally different room. 18 took her plates over to the table where the royal family was seated and placed one in front of the king and one in front of Chi-chi, then she went to go and get some more, she gave the next 2 to Krillen and Vegeta.
"Thank-you very much" said Krillen. 18 looked at him and raised an eyebrow. Why the hell would he be talking to her, it was even stranger that he was thanking her.
"Whatever" 18 muttered to herself and she headed back to the kitchen
Soon everyone had their meal, or in the case of the Sayians 3 or 4. The room was full of chatter and the noises of cutlery banging against the plates. Every time a hand went up into the air some one – whoever was closest – would rush over and fill their cup up with more wine. And it just so happened that when Vegeta's hand went up 18 was closet. Since she was on strict orders from the king to be 'polite and orderly' the whole night, she had no other choice but to go to him and pretend she liked him.
"Can I refill your glass prince Vegeta?" she asked in her nicest possible tone of voice, but it was hard to be nice to someone when you hated them with a passion.
"I wouldn't have called you over here if I didn't want you to," said Vegeta "Imbecile"
"Vegeta!," scolded Krillen "she didn't do anything wrong". 18 blinked in confusion. Why was this guy sticking up for her? He was wired. He clearly out classed her in every way, yet here he was telling Vegeta to stop being a jerk to her. 18 remembered that day she had woken up in his room, she had been so mad at him, she still was, she didn't need Krillen or anyone else to look after her, she was perfectly capable of doing that on her own. She quickly poured Vegeta's drink and scowled at Krillen, then she turned and walked of.
"Good one Krillen, you pissed 18 off. I'm proud of you" said Chi-chi
"18, so that's her name huh?" Krillen thought to himself, he smiled slyly and turned his attention back to his meal.
***
A little later on King Vegeta stood up and tapped his glass with his fork, everyone in the room fell silent to listen to what he had to say.
"Good evening everyone. Firstly I would like to thank you all for coming along tonight. I would also like to say a special thank-you to out inter-planetary visitors for making the long journey to our planet." The king stopped and looked down at Chi-chi, she looked board as hell. "What I really wanted to say, was happy 20th birthday to Chi-chi. I'm very proud of my only daughter, she had grown up into a beautiful and powerful sayian, and I love her very much. Well Chi-chi, now that you are only 1 year of your coming of age you will have some more responsibilities around the palace and even some of the day to day affairs of the planet," said the king, Chi-chi's eyes grew wide, she didn't want responsibilities! "So enjoy your party darling, both I and your brothers and everyone else hope you have a great night". There was a round of applause, and the king sat down, conversations resumed shortly after.
Bulma stood up and walked over to Chi-chi's table, Chi-chi looked like she was falling asleep and Bulma was going to rescue her.
"Chi-chi, why don't you come over to Kakkarot's table with me" she suggested.
"Ok" Chi-chi replied almost instantly, she desperately needed to stretch her legs.
They walked across the room to the son's table.
"Chi-chi, hello" greeted Neha.
"Hello again" said Chi-chi.
"Hi Chi-chi" Chi-chi blinked in confusion, was that Kakkarot, or was it the boy sitting beside him that looked exactly the same. Bulma was in much the same state. The real Kakkarot laughed and stood up.
"It's me, Kakkarot. This is my brother Tules and this is my other brother Radditz" said Kakkarot, motioning to the Kakkarot look-a-like and another boy, who had very long black hair, he looked several years older than the other two boys did.
"Hello" said Chi-chi
"Hi," said Bulma. "Is there anyway to tell you two apart?" she asked
"Yeah" said Tules, "My skin's a little darker than his". Bulma squinted her eyes and looked at them closely, "Oh yeah!" she remarked.
"So Chi-chi, how does it feel to be 20?" asked Bardok.
"The same as being 19" replied Chi-chi. Bardok laughed and took a sip of his wine.
"What's it like being the princess of this fine planet of ours?" he asked.
"It's good, much better than being a peasant" said Chi-chi
"Yes, but the peasants are actually friendly people, they have lots of interesting stories to tell" interrupted Kakkarot.
"Really? I wouldn't know, I don't get out much"
"I'd be happy to take you into town sometime if you'd like". Chi-chi looked at Kakkarot in complete and utter confusion, how could this boy be so dumb, he was 24, the same age as Vegeta and he had managed to turn her insult into a date offer. 'Oh well' thought Chi-chi to herself, she may as well make her father happy and take her up on his silly offer and meet up with his silly peasant friends. Chi-chi shuddered, peasants, the lowliest form of free people on the planet. The palace was constantly dealing with peasants, they were always stealing things from market stalls, in was beyond Chi-chi way they couldn't just get some cash and buy what the wanted instead. But like she said before, she didn't get out much.
"Ok, I'll go to town with you sometime", she said
Kakkarot's face lit up "Great, how about sometime next week". 'That soon' thought Chi-chi, "Ok then," she said "Give me a call sometime and I'll see if I'm available" Kakkarot shook his head and Chi-chi and Bulma turned and walked out to the terrace.
"Oh my god," said Bulma, "Can you believe he has a twin. I thought one was good, but 2! I think I'm gonna pass out" said Bulma.
"Calm down Bulma," said Chi-chi "their not that great"
"Are you insane Chi. And I can't believe you got a date with one of them"
"You don't actually think I'm going, do you?" asked Chi-chi sceptically.
"Of you are going" said Bulma
"Give me two good reasons why I should"
"Ok," said Bulma "1: That guy is hot! And 2: your dad will kill you if you blow him off" Chi-chi sighed, "I guess so" she said.
"So then, I guess now you've seen the twins, you're over my brother" said Chi-chi. Bulma gasped, pretending to be offended, "I was never on your brother," she said, "I've told you a million times I don't like Vegeta"
"And I've told you a million times I don't believe you!"
***
A/N; Well there you have it, part 3 is done. I'll try to have part four out soonest. (Is soonest even a word? I've been listening to Tarkan too much).
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