~ An- well, I'm back with a new chapter! Go me! Anyway, I'm glad all you
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Chapter 2
When the wagon finally stopped moving, Chichi, along with a bunch of other weary looking slaves, were thrust roughly out into the street and into the lines of other slaves.
A piece of paper with a number was plastered on to her back and she was pulled along until she reached a line that she was thrust into. She now stood between a little girl and a woman who looked about thirty.
Chichi adverted her eyes to the ground, not wanting to see anything or anybody. She listened helplessly as a pair of Sayijin children taunted at her.
She closed her eyes to try to block all the sounds out, but one voice, that she recognized so clearly, was heard over all the commotion.
" LET ME GO! Get your hands off me!" the voice, a female's that was all too familiar, screamed.
Chichi's head whipped up and her mouth dropped open in surprise. She definitely knew that voice! ~ But it can't be! ~
" 18?" Chichi whispered, pinpointing where the voice was coming from and looking there with wide eyes. There her childhood friend stood, fighting to get loose of the hold two Sayijins had on her arms.
" I said get away from me!" She screamed out angrily, getting loose of one and sending him falling into the crowd.
Chichi blinked in amazement. Could this really be the little girl she used to play with on Earth? She looked the same, except taller.
" 18!" Chichi called out, forgetting all about how they were in the slave market.
18's head whipped up at the sound of her name. Her mouth fell open when she saw who had called out her name. It....couldn't....be.....
" Chichi?" she gasped in amazement, and while the two Sayijins who had been holding her were starting to back off, she quickly moved towards Chichi.
" Chichi?" she gasped in amazement when she was actually standing in front of the other girl, " is that you?"
" Of course it is!" Chichi exclaimed and went to hug 18, but the ropes tied tightly around her wrists stopped her.
" YOU TWO!" a loud and angry voice cried to them, " GET IN LINE NOW!"
Without saying anything, the two reunited friends stood back in line, praying to Kami that this time
Bulma arrived at the slave market five minutes she left from her former residence. Her old master, who was all but jumping to get rid of her, threw her into a line and got only five coins for her.
~ Oh goodie, I'm only worth five coins. Damn, on rich I was like the richest five year old alive! ~
When it was finally her turn to be auctioned off, Bulma held her head up high and wore an I'm-better-than-you-if-you-know-it-or-not, and she didn't even look at the crowd.
She was sold in five minutes for a whole of twenty coins.
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When the three Sayijin males finally arrived at the slave market, Kakkrot and Krillin had gone off together to look around at the smaller auction stages while Prince Vegeta had gone to view the slaves for sale at the main stage.
When he arrived, he saw two men, a four-year-old and a few teenagers sold before he actually saw anything that even caught his eye.
On the platform stepped a beautiful young woman with cerulean blue hair that matched perfectly with her eyes. A look was plastered on her face that looked much like his own.
The first bid went up for her in a matter of moments, five coins. Before Vegeta really understood what he was doing, he called out a bid for ten coins.
The Sayijin who had put the first bid, turned back and glared at Vegeta, but the glare faded from his face when he realized who he was glaring at.
Another bid was placed for fifteen coins and Vegeta raised it to twenty coins. He had no idea why the hell he was spending so much on a slave.
The auctioneer declared that she was to be sold for twenty coins and Vegeta went to claim his new slave.
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While Vegeta was waiting for his new slave, Kakkrot and Krillin walked through the crowds, looking through the smaller stages.
They walked on silently, seeing many strong looking slaves, but none that they were looking for.
When they reached the last of the little stages, Kakkrot and Krillin were going to turn around, but something made Kakkrot stop dead in his tracks.
She was being pulled up on to the stage by force. Her raven black hair was pulled up into a tight bun with two strands falling down along her ivory skin.
Kakkrot stopped dead and stared up at the stage. ~ She's beautiful ~
The first bid went up, then the second. Before long, the girl was up for twenty-five coins.
~ I can't let her be sold! There's just something about her. What's wrong with me? ~ " Fifty coins!"
There was silence among the crowd. At this slave market, o slave had ever been sold for more than twenty-five coins!
Krillin looked at his friend, his mouth falling open in surprise.
" Kakkrot! That was all the money you were giving!"
" I know," Kakkrot said softly and handed the money over to the overseer.
The girl was pulled off the stage and pushed in front of Kakkrot. Her head was cast downwards.
" Wait!" a female's voice exploded from the crowd, and the next thing Kakkrot and Krillin knew, a tough looking human girl with short blond hair had run up beside their knew slave.
" If you take her, you take me!" The blond female exclaimed.
Kakkrot couldn't help but laugh. This had to be the bravest act from a human he had ever seen. " Fine, we need at least another slave anyway. Krillin nodded dumbly and handed over the pile of small coins he had in his pocket.
They grabbed the two girls by the ropes tied to their wrists and started to take them away to where they were supposed to meet Vegeta.
" C'mon," Kakkrot told Krillin, " we need to find Vegeta. Knowing him, he'll probably leave us here and go back to the palace without us,"
Krillin didn't answer, he was too busy thinking about the pretty blond girl he had just bought.
. . . . . .
Bulma had been roughly brought off stage and thrust in front of her new master. She let out a gasp of surprise when she realized WHO her new master was.
~ Oh my Kami! Oh my Kami! I was bought by the damn Sayijin prince! Oh my Kami! ~
With a grunt, the prince pulled on Bulma's chains and roughly pulled her out of the crowd.
Pain shot up her wrists as she was pulled around, and the chains were too tight anyway. " You don't need to pull so damn hard!" Bulma muttered under her breath, but a little too loudly.
Prince Vegeta whirled around to face her. " What did you say slave!?"
Bulma suddenly felt really afraid, but instead of showing it, she let her pride kick in and spoke up. " I said that you didn't need to pull so hard on my chains! It's not like I'm going to try and run away! Kami! I'm not that stupid!"
" Oh really," Vegeta mocked her with a glare, " your not stupid enough to run, but your stupid enough to talk back to the prince of Sayijins! You seem to be a real genius!"
" Actually," she smirked, " I am. For your information, I was the smartest person on Earth, despite my age; I probably am here too,"
" Is that so?" Vegeta returned her smirk with one of his own.
" Of course it is! You see, I've got it all, looks and brains," Bulma replied smugly.
Vegeta opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off as he heard Kakkrot's voice call his name. From the crowd, Kakkrot and Krillin emerged, hauling behind them two new slave girls.
" Vegeta!" Kakkrot exclaimed happily, " We thought you might have already left without us!"
Vegeta mumbled something sarcastic under his breath.
" Oh my Kami!" the two slaves Kakkrot and Krillin had cried, " Bulma!"
The blue haired girl looked up at the other two and her mouth dropped open. " Chichi? 18?"
The three Sayijins blinked in confusion as the three girls ran to each other and started talking wildly all at once.
" Ummm.." Kakkrot started, looking at the three humans oddly, " we have to get back,"
" Oh," Chichi said, and then looked suddenly fearful, " please don't hurt us! We..didn't mean to make you wait!"
Kakkrot just smiled and without a word, picked Chichi off her feet and started to fly off to the palace, with Chichi's panicked cries following.
18 and Bulma looked at the remaining two Sayijins expectantly.
" You realize we can't fly either,"
With a growl, Vegeta grabbed and lifted Bulma and sped off towards the palace so fast that Bulma's scream had already faded into the distance.
" Well?" 18 asked Krillin.
With a huge blush, Krillin picked up the girl, who was by far taller than him and flew towards the palace.
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~ AN- well, there you go! Ta da! Anyway, I don't have a clue as to when I'll be able to get the next chapter out, cuz I haven't a clue what my schedule will be like! Seriously, as much as I hate it when it does, life always messes up my writing schedule! Anyway, review please! Good or bad! ~
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Disclaimer- I don't own and never will
Chapter 2
When the wagon finally stopped moving, Chichi, along with a bunch of other weary looking slaves, were thrust roughly out into the street and into the lines of other slaves.
A piece of paper with a number was plastered on to her back and she was pulled along until she reached a line that she was thrust into. She now stood between a little girl and a woman who looked about thirty.
Chichi adverted her eyes to the ground, not wanting to see anything or anybody. She listened helplessly as a pair of Sayijin children taunted at her.
She closed her eyes to try to block all the sounds out, but one voice, that she recognized so clearly, was heard over all the commotion.
" LET ME GO! Get your hands off me!" the voice, a female's that was all too familiar, screamed.
Chichi's head whipped up and her mouth dropped open in surprise. She definitely knew that voice! ~ But it can't be! ~
" 18?" Chichi whispered, pinpointing where the voice was coming from and looking there with wide eyes. There her childhood friend stood, fighting to get loose of the hold two Sayijins had on her arms.
" I said get away from me!" She screamed out angrily, getting loose of one and sending him falling into the crowd.
Chichi blinked in amazement. Could this really be the little girl she used to play with on Earth? She looked the same, except taller.
" 18!" Chichi called out, forgetting all about how they were in the slave market.
18's head whipped up at the sound of her name. Her mouth fell open when she saw who had called out her name. It....couldn't....be.....
" Chichi?" she gasped in amazement, and while the two Sayijins who had been holding her were starting to back off, she quickly moved towards Chichi.
" Chichi?" she gasped in amazement when she was actually standing in front of the other girl, " is that you?"
" Of course it is!" Chichi exclaimed and went to hug 18, but the ropes tied tightly around her wrists stopped her.
" YOU TWO!" a loud and angry voice cried to them, " GET IN LINE NOW!"
Without saying anything, the two reunited friends stood back in line, praying to Kami that this time
Bulma arrived at the slave market five minutes she left from her former residence. Her old master, who was all but jumping to get rid of her, threw her into a line and got only five coins for her.
~ Oh goodie, I'm only worth five coins. Damn, on rich I was like the richest five year old alive! ~
When it was finally her turn to be auctioned off, Bulma held her head up high and wore an I'm-better-than-you-if-you-know-it-or-not, and she didn't even look at the crowd.
She was sold in five minutes for a whole of twenty coins.
. . . . . .
When the three Sayijin males finally arrived at the slave market, Kakkrot and Krillin had gone off together to look around at the smaller auction stages while Prince Vegeta had gone to view the slaves for sale at the main stage.
When he arrived, he saw two men, a four-year-old and a few teenagers sold before he actually saw anything that even caught his eye.
On the platform stepped a beautiful young woman with cerulean blue hair that matched perfectly with her eyes. A look was plastered on her face that looked much like his own.
The first bid went up for her in a matter of moments, five coins. Before Vegeta really understood what he was doing, he called out a bid for ten coins.
The Sayijin who had put the first bid, turned back and glared at Vegeta, but the glare faded from his face when he realized who he was glaring at.
Another bid was placed for fifteen coins and Vegeta raised it to twenty coins. He had no idea why the hell he was spending so much on a slave.
The auctioneer declared that she was to be sold for twenty coins and Vegeta went to claim his new slave.
. . . . . .
While Vegeta was waiting for his new slave, Kakkrot and Krillin walked through the crowds, looking through the smaller stages.
They walked on silently, seeing many strong looking slaves, but none that they were looking for.
When they reached the last of the little stages, Kakkrot and Krillin were going to turn around, but something made Kakkrot stop dead in his tracks.
She was being pulled up on to the stage by force. Her raven black hair was pulled up into a tight bun with two strands falling down along her ivory skin.
Kakkrot stopped dead and stared up at the stage. ~ She's beautiful ~
The first bid went up, then the second. Before long, the girl was up for twenty-five coins.
~ I can't let her be sold! There's just something about her. What's wrong with me? ~ " Fifty coins!"
There was silence among the crowd. At this slave market, o slave had ever been sold for more than twenty-five coins!
Krillin looked at his friend, his mouth falling open in surprise.
" Kakkrot! That was all the money you were giving!"
" I know," Kakkrot said softly and handed the money over to the overseer.
The girl was pulled off the stage and pushed in front of Kakkrot. Her head was cast downwards.
" Wait!" a female's voice exploded from the crowd, and the next thing Kakkrot and Krillin knew, a tough looking human girl with short blond hair had run up beside their knew slave.
" If you take her, you take me!" The blond female exclaimed.
Kakkrot couldn't help but laugh. This had to be the bravest act from a human he had ever seen. " Fine, we need at least another slave anyway. Krillin nodded dumbly and handed over the pile of small coins he had in his pocket.
They grabbed the two girls by the ropes tied to their wrists and started to take them away to where they were supposed to meet Vegeta.
" C'mon," Kakkrot told Krillin, " we need to find Vegeta. Knowing him, he'll probably leave us here and go back to the palace without us,"
Krillin didn't answer, he was too busy thinking about the pretty blond girl he had just bought.
. . . . . .
Bulma had been roughly brought off stage and thrust in front of her new master. She let out a gasp of surprise when she realized WHO her new master was.
~ Oh my Kami! Oh my Kami! I was bought by the damn Sayijin prince! Oh my Kami! ~
With a grunt, the prince pulled on Bulma's chains and roughly pulled her out of the crowd.
Pain shot up her wrists as she was pulled around, and the chains were too tight anyway. " You don't need to pull so damn hard!" Bulma muttered under her breath, but a little too loudly.
Prince Vegeta whirled around to face her. " What did you say slave!?"
Bulma suddenly felt really afraid, but instead of showing it, she let her pride kick in and spoke up. " I said that you didn't need to pull so hard on my chains! It's not like I'm going to try and run away! Kami! I'm not that stupid!"
" Oh really," Vegeta mocked her with a glare, " your not stupid enough to run, but your stupid enough to talk back to the prince of Sayijins! You seem to be a real genius!"
" Actually," she smirked, " I am. For your information, I was the smartest person on Earth, despite my age; I probably am here too,"
" Is that so?" Vegeta returned her smirk with one of his own.
" Of course it is! You see, I've got it all, looks and brains," Bulma replied smugly.
Vegeta opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off as he heard Kakkrot's voice call his name. From the crowd, Kakkrot and Krillin emerged, hauling behind them two new slave girls.
" Vegeta!" Kakkrot exclaimed happily, " We thought you might have already left without us!"
Vegeta mumbled something sarcastic under his breath.
" Oh my Kami!" the two slaves Kakkrot and Krillin had cried, " Bulma!"
The blue haired girl looked up at the other two and her mouth dropped open. " Chichi? 18?"
The three Sayijins blinked in confusion as the three girls ran to each other and started talking wildly all at once.
" Ummm.." Kakkrot started, looking at the three humans oddly, " we have to get back,"
" Oh," Chichi said, and then looked suddenly fearful, " please don't hurt us! We..didn't mean to make you wait!"
Kakkrot just smiled and without a word, picked Chichi off her feet and started to fly off to the palace, with Chichi's panicked cries following.
18 and Bulma looked at the remaining two Sayijins expectantly.
" You realize we can't fly either,"
With a growl, Vegeta grabbed and lifted Bulma and sped off towards the palace so fast that Bulma's scream had already faded into the distance.
" Well?" 18 asked Krillin.
With a huge blush, Krillin picked up the girl, who was by far taller than him and flew towards the palace.
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~ AN- well, there you go! Ta da! Anyway, I don't have a clue as to when I'll be able to get the next chapter out, cuz I haven't a clue what my schedule will be like! Seriously, as much as I hate it when it does, life always messes up my writing schedule! Anyway, review please! Good or bad! ~
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