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A/N; I am so so so sorry I haven't updated in such a long time, but I have working really hard on me website and stuff. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this chapter, I enjoyed writing it! I'll try and get the next chapter up really soon ok! ~Deadly Beauty
And Then You'll KnowChapter 38
Bulma carefully pulled the lipstick across her lips, then took a step away from the mirror. She was finally ready. Hopefully Vegeta would like what she was wearing, a black boob tube dress that fell all the way to the ground and had silver glitter on it. She was also wearing dressy black heels and had her hair done up in a very elegant French twist.
Gazing at herself in the mirror, she had to admit – she looked fabulous.
She was torn away from her gloating by the sound of her door creaking open. It was her mother. "Oh my, don't you look so grown up" she dabbed at her eyes with a tissue.
Bulma was shocked, why was her mother crying, she was only going out for dinner; it wasn't a very big deal. Moving across the small room, she embraced her mother in a tight hug, who in turn threw her arms around her daughter.
"You've gotten so big, I remember when you were a baby like it was only yesterday, and now look at you. All grown up"
"Mum, it's ok. Vegeta and I are only going out for dinner. It's not a big deal"
Bunny blinked repeatedly to clear her eyes of the tears then smiled at her only child. "I know, I'm sorry. By the way, do you know where you father is? I made him dinner, and that was almost half an hour ago, honestly that man can get so caught up in his work. He should of married science instead of me" Bulma rolled her eyes and smiled, her mother was back to her old self again. Bulma followed Bunny out into the living room of the apartment and notice that someone was knocking on the front door
Vegeta! How long had he been knocking for. Bulma walked across the room, quickly felt her hair to make sure it was still good, then pulled open the door.
Vegeta took one look at Bulma, and felt his mouth go dry. He wanted to say something, but his mind was blank.
Bulma however, didn't seem to have that problem. "You look so handsome" she said, commenting on his black suit and the bark blue shirt he was wearing underneath.
"And you…you look…" he trailed off trying to find a suitable word.
"Breathtaking? Amazing? Magnificent? Drop dead gorgeous?" Bulma supplied him with a list of appropriate comments.
"All of the above" he said with a smile
Bulma walked out into the hall and gently shut the door to the apartment.
"The limo is waiting at the front of the palace" said Vegeta.
"Wait, I promised 18 I would give her a quick check up before we left" said Bulma, knowing it was a bad time, but she had promised.
Vegeta did not look impressed, but he did not protest and followed Bulma to the med wing.
The first thing they noticed when they got there was that Chi-chi was standing at the reception desk. Bulma shot her an icy cold glare then threaded her fingers through Vegeta's and they continued on towards 18's room.
~
Krillen was sitting on the bed beside 18, his arm wrapped around her shoulders, they were watching the small T.V, but there wasn't very much good on. Bulma and Vegeta walking into the room was a welcome distraction.
"Wow Bulma, you look really nice" 18 said, smiling at the pair.
"Where are you off too?" asked Krillen
"Sherri" replied Vegeta, removing his hand from Bulma's so she could do what she needed to and they could be on their way.
Bulma looked at 18 with a bright smile and quickly scanned over her patient sheet at the end of the bed. "Can I get out of here yet?"
"Not yet" replied Bulma as she filled the I.V drips with more things that were good for 18's frail body, "How do you feel?" she asked. "And I want an honest answer"
"Well, my abdomen is still sore, it's kinda like a throbbing kind of pain, it's not constant though"
"Anything else?"
"My head hurts where the stitches were and sometimes I feel a little dizzy. But that's about it"
"Well, it's natural for the wound area to be tender, so I wouldn't worry about that to much. And the dizziness is probably due to all the new vitamins and mineral being pumped into you, that will subside once the I.V comes out. As for the throbbing, I'll get someone to come in and have a look at that"
"So when can I get out of here?"
"Well, tomorrow I suppose, but I'm reluctant to sign the release papers"
"Whys that?"
"Well, your much better off in here than anywhere else"
"Yes, but I hate it in here"
"Alright, I'll sign the papers first thing in the morning" Bulma said in defeat.
"Ok, but now you just worry about going out and having a good time"
Bulma smiled at 18, "I will. All right Vegeta let…" she was cut off by someone pushing open the door. It was a nurse. She walked around the bed, all four pairs of eyes on her, and began to unhook 18 from all the monitors and machines.
"Um, what are you doing?" asked Bulma, she didn't sound impressed.
"Miss 18 is to be released immediately under order of Princess Chi-chi" the nurse informed the group
"What?!" Krillen and Bulma asked at the same time. Bulma rushed out into the hall, Krillen close behind. As they expected, Chi-chi was standing there waiting for them, her arms triumphantly across her chest.
"What do you want?" snapped Krillen, "Can't you just leave her alone"
"Chi-chi, this is going way to far. Just go away"
Chi-chi flipped her hair over her shoulder and smirked at them, "Sorry, not gonna happen. 18 is mine, she has had 5 days to herself. Now her time is up, and there is nothing you can do to stop me."
Bulma was about to open her mouth to say something when Vegeta came storming out the room and he looked mad. Even Chi-chi saw the look in his eyes and her face paled a shade or two.
"All right Chi-chi, I have had enough. I refuse to listen to you anymore" he said and grabbed hold of her wrist and began to drag her away. He only took a few steps before he turned back to Bulma and said "wait right here" then he walked out the med wing, taking a screaming Chi-chi with him.
Bulma looked at Krillen and shrugged her shoulders, then they both walked back into 18's room
18 was trying to force herself out the bed, as far as she knew, she had to get out of here right now. Standing up on shaky legs she tried to take a step forward, but her legs couldn't support her and she fell, Krillen leapt forward and caught her before she hit the ground though.
"Thanks" she said as he put her back on the bed and covered her with the thin blanket.
"Vegeta is dealing with Chi-chi, she won't bother you again tonight" Bulma said while looking in the mirror to check that her make up was still perfect.
18 sighed deeply, "I'm sorry Bulma, I ruined your special night. I'm so sorry"
"Vegeta and I are still going to dinner. You haven't ruined anything trust me, and even if you had of, that wouldn't of mattered. As long as you safe and getting better, that's all that matters" she said as she re-attached 18 to everything the nurse had tampered with.
15 minutes passed before Vegeta came back to the room, "What took you so long?" asked Bulma, "What did you do to your sister?"
"I just took her to her room," said Vegeta "then knocked her unconscious" he added. Bulma had to laugh.
"You hit her?" asked Krillen
"No, I just knocked the back of her neck. She'll be out for a few hours at least"
"Thank-you Vegeta" said 18 quietly. Krillen was holding her hand tightly and could feel her shaking, she was still very scared.
"That's ok," he said with a nod "Woman, we have to leave"
"Ok," said Bulma "See you two tomorrow" she said then followed Vegeta out the room.
Straight away, Krillen climbed onto the bed and wrapped his arms tightly around 18. "It's ok" he soother her, "I'm not going to let her hurt you. I swear it. As long as I'm alive you'll be safe"
18 pulled away from him and wiped the tears off her cheeks, "You'll stay here with me tonight, right?" she asked.
"You couldn't get rid of me even if you tried"
***
Two days passed. Kahlia was walking back from the G.R's, she had just had a training session and was looking forward to a nice hot shower. She soon arrived at her room and unlocked the door. She found a surprise waiting for her inside. Someone had slipped an envelope under the door. It simply had her name written on the front. Picking it up she sat down on the couch, opened it and began to read.
Kahlia,
I know I should be telling you this to your face, but the truth is I am scared. Scared of being hurt.
For as long as I can remember, you have always caught my eye, but the more time I spend with you, the more and more I come to see that it is not just your amazing looks that attract me to you. But your beautiful personality, witty sense of humor and calm attitude.
What I am trying to say is that, Kahlia; I am in love with you. I have been for many many years now, it just never seemed like the right time to say it. But now, now something is different and it just feels right to let you know.
If you share any of these feeling with me, please let me know. Meet me tonight at midnight by the swimming pool and I will know you feel the same as I. If not, then I swear I will not bother you any more.
Yours sincerely,
King VegetaKahlia blinked and looked down at the paper, carefully reading over it again. A smile spread over her face and she felt like getting up and dancing, though she managed to contain herself.
This was amazing to say the very least. After what had happed at the table last week, nothing had really come of it, so she had though that that was it. But now, in her hands was a letter from the King declaring his love for her.
Folding the letter, she placed it down on the coffee table and walked into her room. Picking her suitcase up she unzipped it and began to rummage through what she had. What could she possibly wear tonight? It had to be something nice. After all tonight had just become a very special night.
***
The King paced back and fourth by the pool, it was a beautiful night, the air was warm and the millions of stars lit up the beautiful clear sky. He highly doubted she would come. After all, what would someone like her want with someone like him? She was perfect in every way, he had only ever known one woman who was as amazing as her, his dear Lumie, but he knew, that if Kahlia did show up tonight, Lumie would give them both her best wishes. He reached the end of the pool and turned to walk its length in the other direction. But he only managed to take a few steps before he stopped.
Walking up the last few stairs that led to the pool was Kahlia, dressed in an amazing sleeveless white dress that went all the way to the ground and appeared to be made out of some kind of silk material. He literally lost his breath just looking at her.
She walked right up to him and smiled a beautiful smile. He had to reach out and touch her just to check that he wasn't dreaming.
"Hi" she finally said.
"I didn't think you would come" admitted Vegeta.
"Well I did. Does that tell you something?" she asked, reaching out and taking his hand in hers. She had wanted this to happen for such a long time, and here in the beautiful moonlight, nothing had ever felt more right.
The King didn't know what to say, he just stood there, gazing lovingly into her eyes. It was she who spoke up first.
"You know Vegeta, you didn't need to write me a letter to let me know you felt like this. Even if I didn't feel the same, you didn't need to be scared"
"You…you feel the same?" he asked, still not believing it.
She nodded her head "Vegeta, I too, have loved you for a long, long time"
The next thing they knew, they were lost in a long kiss. A kiss filled with year's worth of hidden passion and emotion. When they pulled away, they were both flushed and out off breath.
"So, what happens now?" the King asked, having absolutely no idea himself.
She kissed him again before she replied, "that's what happens now"
Smiling, the King took his Queen in his arms and held her tightly "I meant, what happens tomorrow, and they day after that. You can't stay here, your planet need you, and mine needs me. Can this work?"
"We will make this work. Absence only makes the heart grow fonder"
"And what about the children?"
"Vegeta, your children are all grown up, they have their own lives, their own romances. They know how to look after themselves" she reasoned with him.
"But do we have to tell them straight away. I don't know how they would take it especially Chi-chi, she hasn't been herself for quite some time"
Kahlia rested her head against Vegeta's chest, since he was considerably taller than her it was possible to do so, "You're probably right, but we can't hide it forever"
"Can't we?" he asked
"No, we can't"
They stood out in the moonlight for a long time, both enjoying the old sensation of having someone to hold close and love, but experiencing it on a level they had never felt before. Eventually, the temperature dropped and the wind picked up.
"Perhaps we should head inside. It's late and you need to sleep" said Kahlia, pulling herself out of Vegeta's warm embrace
"Perhaps we should" he agreed with a sigh
***
17 was exhausted, he walked in the door of the apartment after a hard days work and flopped down on the couch.
"17, you know better than that, get your feet off the couch" Tarie scolded him.
"Sorry" he mumbled and forced himself into a sitting position.
Tarie sat down beside him and rested her head on his shoulder, "I missed you today" she said and nuzzled closer to him. 17 opened his arms and wrapped her in a hug. "Me too" he said through a yawn.
He slid his hands down to her stomach and felt around, after a few minutes he could feel his daughter kicking or punching or whatever she was doing.
"Does it hurt when she does that?" he asked
"Not at all" replied Tarie, "It feels funny, but it doesn't hurt"
"How long now?" he asked, clearly meaning, how long until the baby was due.
"Four weeks. Can you believe it, only one more month and we'll be parents"
"It amazing isn't it?"
"Yeah"
They were interrupted by a knock at the door.
"I'll get it' said 17, standing up. It was his sister "18, what are you doing here?" he asked, "You should be resting"
He was very concerned for 18; she had only been let out of the med wing 2 days ago. She was an unhealthy shade of white and shaking. "What's wrong?" he asked, the concern in his voice was thick. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, he lead he to the couch and sat her down.
"18?" asked Tarie, "you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just sore"
"Did Chi-chi hurt you"
18 shook her head, "no more than usual"
17 handed her a warm mug of tea, which she graciously accepted, "Have you finished for today?" he asked
18 nodded while sipping the tea.
"Do you feel sick?" he asked
"No" replied 18, "why? Do I look sick?"
"Yes" 17 and Tarie replied in unison.
"Why don't you find Bulma, 17? I think we would both feel better if we knew she was alright"
"Good idea, I'll be back soon ok" he said, and hurried out the room.
"All right 18, he's gone. What's wrong?" Tarie asked seriously.
"Nothing. Well, I think nothing" she replied "I'm just exhausted"
"Well then," Tarie stood up, "lie down there and sleep. I'll make you something to eat for when you wake up"
18 opened her mouth to protest, but Tarie firmly shook her head, indicating that her mind was made up and 18 was going to do as she say. So she lie down and shut her eyes.
Several minutes passed and 18 was just on the brink of sleep when someone knocked on the door. She waited for Tarie to open the door so she could hear whose voice it was.
It was Krillen.
He spoke to Tarie for a few seconds before making his way over to 18. Kneeling down in front of the couch, he gently brushed her hair off her face and tucked it behind her ear. "Hey," he said, "You ok? I saw 17 and he said you were here and didn't look to good"
"17 over dramatized. I'm ok, I swear it"
"Still, let Bulma look at you, just to be sure, ok"
18 rolled her eyes, then smiled sleepily at Krillen, "Fine"
He smiled back and kissed her forehead, "That's my girl"
***
Before anyone really noticed it, 3 whole weeks had gone past. It was the middle of spring, and everywhere you turned your head, flowers were in bloom, birds were chirping and people were smiling. It was a great time to be alive.
Krillen sat in his room; a warm breeze blowing in thought the open balcony doors. He quietly hummed to himself as he busied himself in his task.
Soon, someone started knocking on the door. Looking up, he ran his hand through his shaggy black hair and smiled, "it's open," he called.
A second later, he was greeted by the site of his brother walking through the door. "Hey Vegeta, what can I do for you?"
Vegeta came and sat down on the bed beside his little brother, "What are you doing?" he asked.
Krillen looked down at the bed, then back up at Vegeta, it seemed pretty obvious to him what he was doing, "I'm wrapping Chi-chi's birthday gift"
"You actually went to the trouble to go out and get her something?"
"Yes, and you should to. It's her coming of age birthday, that's a big deal" explain Krillen.
"I suppose so," said Vegeta as he picked up a long red box and opened it. Inside was a rather exquisite necklace, made of diamonds and silver, "You got her jewelry?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Krillen snatched the box off Vegeta and shut it. "No," he replied curtly, "This is for 18. I got Chi-chi a bunch of clothes and makeup, y'know – girly junk." Krillen ran his finger up and down the soft velvet that was on the outside of the jewelry box "do you think she'll like it?" he asked. Obviously referring to 18 and the necklace.
"Well for the amount it looks like that thing cost you. She damn well better"
Krillen was quite for a moment as he finished wrapping his sister's gift, but soon he pushed it aside, so he could devote his full attention to his brother. "Now, what can I do for you?" he asked again.
Vegeta blew out his breath, and looked Krillen directly in the eyes. He had no intention of beating around the bush.
"It's about the woman" he stated.
"Bulma?" asked Krillen, "Well what about her?"
"I'm sure you know that things between the two of us right now are well, pretty great"
Krillen smiled, he was glad to see Vegeta happy. Bulma had really done a lot for him. She had helped him open up his emotions, he had become a lot more open, friendly and all around nice. It was plain for anyone to see how much he really did love her.
"Yeah, I know they're going good" said Krillen
"Well, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately - and I mean a lot. And basically, I have come to one conclusion"
"And what would that be?" asked Krillen
"That would be, that the woman means a lot to me, and I don't want to give her up"
"So don't" said Krillen, making it sound as simple as it was.
"That's just it," said Vegeta "I don't plan on it. In fact I plan on quite the opposite"
"What do you mean?" asked Krillen
"I mean, I want to ask her to marry me"
Krillen almost fell off the bed, and a smile very quickly spread across his face. "Are you serious?" he asked, "That's great! Congratulation!"
Even Vegeta couldn't stop the smile that appeared on his face. "I just wanted to come to you first" he said
Krillen stopped then, "Why?" he asked in all seriousness
"I know you'll always give me an honest, no-shit answer, and that you'll actually listen to what I have to say. Unlike father who'll just brush us off like we are only his offspring and not his children"
Krillen nodded in agreement, the King had been acting odd lately, maybe he was joining Chi-chi in the club for people who had jumped into the deep end without knowing how to swim – though he doubted his father would be that stupid.
"Well, I'm glad you came to me" Krillen said with a smile.
"There's only one other thing. Bulma is not to know. Understand. I want it to be a total shock"
Krillen nodded knowingly and pretended to pull a zipper across his lips. "My lips are sealed, she shall no nothing of this conversation"
"Thank-you. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go shopping"
Krillen laughed, "and why is that?" he asked
"Well, I have to upstage your crappy gift don't I?" he said, and with that, got up off the bed, and walked out the room. Leaving Krillen smiling from ear to ear.
***
"Vegeta, what are we doing here?" asked Bulma as she walked beside him down the shopping strip, "every reporter in town is following us"
"Tell me about it" he muttered rolling his eyes
"Well?" asked Bulma
"Well what?"
"Well, why the hell did you drag me away from my work and all the way down here? Do you enjoy being hounded by reporters?"
"We are here to buy my sister a birthday gift"
"Chi-chi, why?" asked Bulma as she pulled her sunglasses out of her handbag and put them on
"Because Krillen already got her something, and I told him I would upstage him. So here were are, looking for something better than what Krillen got her"
Bulma rolled her eyes and laughed, "That's just like you Vegeta. Always have to do one better than everyone else don't you?"
"Of course I do"
The pair walked into a fancy boutique that sold all sorts of expensive things, and began to browse. The other shoppers stopped what they were doing and began to stare at the newest arrival to the store. A sales girl approached them, knowing full well who she was dealing with. Bulma removed her sunglasses and smiled at the pretty young girl.
"Can I help you?" she asked, trying to keep the excitement out of her voice.
"Uh, Vegeta, can she help us?" asked Bulma, nudging him in the side with her elbow.
"What?" Vegeta asked, turning around
"Can I help you?" the girl repeated her question
"Oh, uh…no thanks. We're just looking"
"Of course" said the girl, and she turned and walked away
"So, exactly what to we plan on buying Princess pain-in-the-butt?" asked Bulma
Vegeta pondered the question for a moment, before he seemed to come up with the perfect idea. "Let's go"
Bulma followed Vegeta out of the store, and onto the busy shopping strip outside. People wandered around looking in shop windows, eating ice cream, listening to the various musicians and smelling all the different yet tantalizing smells. It was a great atmosphere.
Although, there was one aspect of this trip that she was not enjoying. The photographers. She knew they plagued this particular strip, because celebrities and the likes so often came here to shop, and Vegeta may have been used to the limelight having grown up under the public's watchful eye, but Bulma was not, and she wasn't enjoying it. She felt afraid to do anything, for fear it would be on the papers the next morning.
"Vegeta, these photographers are really staring to get to me"
"You're not the only one"
"They'll probably leave us alone if we give them what they want" stated Bulma
"What are you talking about, woman?"
Bulma smacked his arm, and heard a flash go off from somewhere in front of her. "I mean, I bet you that they only want one decent shot, then they'll go annoy someone else"
"Oh" Vegeta said, when it clicked what she meant. Then he grabbed Bulma, dipped her low to the ground and kissed her – shocking everyone around, Bulma included. He could hear countless photos being taken, and he could only hope Bulma was right, and he wasn't making un utter fool out of himself for no reason what so ever, well, regardless – it would be all over the papers tomorrow.
"Vegeta!" said Bulma, once he stood her back up again; he noticed that she was blushing profusely – something he had never seen her do before.
"Woman, I believe you are blushing" he said, as they approached the limousine they had traveled here in. The doorman climbed out and opened the door for them.
"Shut up, Vegeta" she warned as she climbed into the limo
"Is that a threat?" he asked
"You'd better believe it baby"
***
"Look at him" said Krillen, shaking his head sadly.
"Look at who?" asked 18, "Kakkarot?"
"Me, why, what did I do?" Kakkarot looked very confused.
"No no, not you Kakkarot. My father. Over there. Look" 18 and Kakkarot turned their heads in the direction Krillen was looking, and they indeed saw the King, and he didn't look to happy.
"I wonder what's wrong?" Kakkarot mused aloud.
Krillen shrugged his shoulders, "it's probably nothing" he said. Then his usual happy smile returned to his face.
How could anyone not be smiling on a day like today? It was perfect. He was out in the garden, under a big shady tree with his two best friends in the entire universe, relaxing, laughing and having fun. The sun was just beginning to set, making the sky shimmer and glow in uncountable shades of oranges pinks and yellows. Everything was right.
"How've you been Kakkarot?" he asked
"Me? Oh I've been fine" he said with a smile
"That's good"
"And what about you 18? How have you been?" asked Kakkarot
18 blinked, she had been day dreaming and Kakkarot's voice speaking her name had shocked her, "I'm ok I guess"
"Feeling better?"
She nodded, "much. Thank you"
She was about to say something else, when she noticed Krillen, he was still staring intently at his father, who was standing by the pond, about 100 meters away. She rolled her eyes and placed her hand on his shoulder "Just go and talk to him, if it's bothering you that much. It might be just what he needs"
"No, no it's fine"
"Krillen, you are without a doubt the worst liar I have ever known. Go and talk to him"
Krillen smiled, he knew when he was beat. Leaning over, he kissed 18's cheek before he stood up. "You're the best babe, I'll be right back"
Once Krillen was out of earshot, Kakkarot turned his gaze back to 18. She felt a little uncomfortable, but it didn't show on her face.
"18 tell me, really how are you?"
She felt a feeling of relief wash over her before she replied, Kakkarot seemed to have a sixth sense for knowing when someone needed to talk. "I suppose I'm ok. I mean, after what happen back a few weeks ago, I know they could be worse" she said
"But" Kakkarot urged her on
"But, well, I'm scared. Chi-chi has gone completely insane and every second I'm in that room, I'm afraid for my life. She keeps saying that it's all my fault, thought I have no idea what 'it' is"
"Has she been beating you?"
18 nodded her head, and blinked back tears that were threatening to spill down her face, "yeah. Don't tell Krillen though, I don't want to worry him, and Nison can usually fix me right up before anyone else sees"
"18, you shouldn't have to stand for this. You are a great person, and you deserve better"
"You think you're the first person to tell me that? I hear it from 17 and Krillen and Tarie and Bulma every single day. But that fact of the matter is that nothing can be done about it. The only way I'm going to escape is if someone abolishes the laws – which the King wont, Krillen has tried time and time again, or if Chi-chi dies, and I'm sorry, but I can't see that happening"
"But still…"
"But nothing. Don't even try Kakkarot. Yeah, I know that I shouldn't have to be beaten, bruised and made to bleed every single day. But there is nothing anyone can do about it, so just drop it. And don't tell Krillen ok, please, don't tell Krillen"
"You have my word. If you really don't want him to know, then he won't"
***
Chi-chi sat at her desk, pen firmly pressed to paper, she furiously scribbled down task after task. She was already well into her fifth page. After all, today was a big day. Today she became of age. Today she was 21 years old. Today she was celebrating 21 years of life.
But why did it feel more like the hands of fate where strangling her?
It was only 9am, and already this day felt like it had dragged on for hours and hours, when was it going to end?
The door creaked open, and Chi-chi's head snapped around to see who dared enter her sanctuary. It was only 18 – the one she despised more than anyone else. She loathed that woman, hated her with a passion more intense than she had ever felt
"Here," she threw the list at 18, she didn't catch it though, and all the papers floated to the ground. Then she stormed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
18 picked up the papers and looked through them with dismay. This was too much, normally it took her a whole day to get through two pages…but here she was, holding five. Well, there was no point putting it off, she couldn't put it off if she wanted any hope of getting it done.
Sometime in the next hour, Chi-chi emerged from the bathroom. Walking across the room, she stopped in front of the closet and pulled it open.
"Hmmm, what should I wear today?" she asked herself as she rummaged through all her outfits. After almost 15 minutes she decided on a pair of light blue jeans with a few white flowers printed up the sides and a short white dress to wear over the top. She went back into the bathroom to change re-appearing only minutes later, fully dressed and brushing her hair.
She shot 18 an icy glare as she pulled on her sock and shoes, but 18 didn't flinch under her gaze. She was better than that. She wasn't going to let Chi-chi win.
"Get all that finished and I might let you live another day" snarled Chi-chi, the she left the room.
As she walked down the halls, many people greeted her and wished her all the best for her special day; she didn't stop for them though. She didn't even slow down to say thank you.
Soon she arrived at her destination, the throne room. Pushing open the door, she had to smile when she saw a table staked full with brightly wrapped gifts – she could only assume that they were all for her. She approached her father, who was sitting on his throne flipping through the morning newspaper, and off to the side of the room were Krillen and Vegeta - who she was not to thrilled to see.
She cleared her throat, causing everyone in the room to look up.
"Ah Chi-chi dear, how wonderful to see you. Many happy returns darling, I can only hope that your coming of age is everything you imagined it to be" spoke the King as he wrapped his daughter in a brief yet tight embrace.
"Thanks papa" she replied quietly, her eyes wandering back over to the table.
The King noticed this and had to stifle a laugh "yes dear, those are for you, but before you go ahead and open them, you're brothers would like to see you"
Turning her back and rolling her eyes, Chi-chi walked over to her brothers, "Yeah?" she asked, "What is it?"
Krillen and Vegeta both blinked, but neither spoke. Vegeta had his gaze intently fixed on the door, leaving Krillen to speak first.
He presented his sister with a box he had been holding behind his back. It was rather large and brightly wrapped in shiny paper, "Happy birthday," he mumbled to her, only to make his father happy "hope you have a great day"
Chi-chi snatched the gift of Krillen and without so much as a thank you, moved to Vegeta
"And?" she asked
"And what?" he replied curtly
"Where's my gift?"
"God Chi-chi, get over yourself, Bulma is bringing it"
As if on cue, the door was pushed open and Bulma came running through. She kissed Vegeta, before she even said one word to Chi-chi. Placing a small box in Vegeta's hand, she turned to her ex-best friend "hi" she said, clearly not meaning it "happy birthday"
"Yeah, happy birthday" said Vegeta, he held out the small box and Chi-chi took it off him.
She pulled the lid of the box, and threw it on the ground. She was not impressed at what she saw inside. Looking up at the couple, she raised an eyebrow. "A key?" she asked, "You got me a key? Well that's just fantastic"
Vegeta rolled his eyes "Could you be any stupider?" he asked, and then held out a birthday card, "read the bloody card. Come on Bulma, Krillen, let's get out of here," he said, and the trio walked away.
Chi-chi ripped open the envelope and quietly read over the card, then promptly followed Vegeta's cue, and left the room.
Several minutes later, she was outside the palace. Vegeta and Bulma were also. They were quite proud of themselves – well, they had definitely outdone Krillen that was for sure.
Chi-chi walked a circle around the low to the ground, convertible, sports car, it had cost Vegeta a truck load of money, and she damn well better appreciate what he had done for her – when he really would have been more than happy to buy her nothing at all. It was what she deserved after all.
What the hell were they thinking – buying her a car. Chi-chi angrily flipped her hair over her shoulder and kicked one of the tires. Looking up at them, a deep scowl settled on her face and she stomped up the steps to where they were standing.
"What the hell were you thinking?" she exploded, making Bulma flinch.
"What?" asked Vegeta, his tone just as deadly as his sisters
"A car! What are you, insane? Hey losers, did you forget I can fly?!"
"Chi-chi," Bulma began, but she was cut off by the dark haired lunatic.
"I sincerely hope this is only a joke, because I find it absolutely hilarious. I can't believe you would do something so utterly stupid, you must both be as dumb as each other if you thought this was a good idea"
"Chi-chi!" Bulma shouted. "How dare you. We went out on our own free will and brought you a car! And normal Sayian would love a car, especially this car! You know what you are? You are nothing more than a spoilt little brat who deserves everything you have coming for you."
'That's it' Chi-chi thought to herself, she raised her and to slap Bulma, but before she could even think about, Vegeta's hand was clamped firmly around her wrist.
"If you so much as even think about hurting my woman. I won't hesitate to snap you in half" he threatened, and meant every word of it. Then taking Bulma by the hand, he lead her away from his insane sister – to leave her to what ever it was she wanted to do.
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For Chi-chi, as the day progressed, time seemed to go more and more slowly. She opened all her gifts – that was fun for about 10 seconds. Forced herself to eat a slice of cake – eating hadn't exactly been on her list of things-to-do lately. Beat 18 around for a few minutes – but even that wasn't as fun as it used to be. So she had finally resorted to training. On her coming of age, this was supposed to be the most important day of her life, and here she was pounding training dorids into the ground.
Her life sucked, everyone had gone crazy around her and they didn't even realize.
So much for a happy birthday…
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A/N; Poor Chi-chi…not. Well, what did you all think? Did this suck? I sure hope you didn't all think it sucked! Well even if you did, I'd still like a review! Please tell me what you thought and I'll try and update A.S.A.P ok!
~Deadly Beauty