A/N: Okies. Muchas Gracias for all the reviews. I'm on a creative
writing streak. Updates galore!!! Yippeee! Anyways, Here it is.
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Vegeta reached to blast over to Bulma's ship when a message popped up. A royal saiyan guard stood at rigid attention as he relayed the message from the king.
"Vegeta no Ouji. You are required to attend a ball held by the Nak'bari queen. Your father is one of the guests of honor and he demands your attendance. They are to award you a medal of Honor for capturing Sharku the Ugly."
Vegeta scowled. As much as he would enjoy shoving this invitation in his father's face, he nodded gruffly, acknowledging the message. "Tell my father that I will attend. I will, however, not stay long. Inform him that I am in pursuit of the Space-Siren. I will capture her soon, despite her worthless inventions." The guard nodded and complied. The screen blanked then pulled up all the requirements for the ball. Vegeta's scowl deepened. His ship made an abrupt turnaround as he blasted off to the planet Nak'bar.
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Bulma grinned wickedly. This was going to be good. Worthless inventions? Ha!
::Mwuhaha. He's got another thing coming if he thinks he can dismiss me that easily.::
::Ummm. Ma-chan? You're scaring me.::
::Kami Aeiko!! Shut Up!!::
::Listen here honey, I run this ship. I could have you off in a second.::
::Umm. Aeiko? I built you. Stupid. Oh well. My 'worthless inventions' just allowed me to peek into that message from Vegetasei. What better way to observe that Bounty Hunter, than in his element!!::
::You are truly devious, Ma-chan. I did mention that you're scaring me....::
::Whatever. I've been meaning to go to a party. Fun stuff.::
Bulma pulled up her copy of the message and studied it. Apparently the Queen of the Nak-bari, Queen Fertineti, was hosting a masked ball, in honor of Vegetasei. A noise behind her startled her. Gohan, Goku, Piccolo, and Krillin stood behind her, sweating. Bulma wrinkled her nose, "Been training? I can tell. Listen you guys. We've been touring the galaxy for a while now. I know you really miss your families. We're going to pass the Colony 457, which as you know, our families are on. I'm going to drop you guys off and go searching for the Dragonballs myself. I can't ask you to leave your families for the rest of your lives." The others looked shell- shocked. Goku piped up, "But Bulma.... We've been with you since, well, forever. It won't be the same."
Bulma shook her head. "It's not just you guys. I'm being chased by the most notorious bounty hunter in the galaxy and a group of five is really going to be noticed, now that he knows about the holographic image emulators." The group nodded. "Besides, I bet you guys are missing Chichi's cooking!" A grin was shared throughout the band of vagabonds. The four left to get ready. Bulma grinned, she would miss them alot. But for the moment, she had her hands full.
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Goku waved emphatically as Bulma left him, Gohan, Krillin, and Piccolo on the docking bay. A tear found it's way down Bulma's cheek. She furiously wiped it away, now was not the time to cry. She forced herself not to look back and she blasted off into space.
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Bulma glanced once more into the mirror at her costume. She glanced back at the Earth representative who was tied up and gagged. She shook her head ruefully and smiled, "Just think. You'll get to brag to your kids that you came in contact with the Space Siren and lived. Besides, I've got plans for this party." Her only response was a muffled yell. Bulma knelt down and grinned as she placed her hand on the councilor's neck. The councillor jumped and Bulma smirked, "Chill out. I'm not going to hurt you. You're just going to go to sleep for a while." She applied pressure and the councillor's eyes fluttered shut.
Bulma made her way up the steps of the Nak'bar palace. She failed to notice the stares emitted from the male occupants of the courtyard. An invitation materialized in her hand as she handed it to the guard at the door. The guard failed to notice however, that the invitation disappeared as he placed it at the bottom of the stack. Bulma nodded to the various nobles and made her way to the throne. There sat a woman with black skin, silver eyes, and white hair. She had on a sheer gold dress with bindings of brass and copper on her hips and arms. Bulma sank to her knees in deference to the queen. Bulma smiled shared a knowing smirk with the queen. The queen gestured with her right hand to the chair beside her. Bulma complied and sat beside her.
::Fertineti. I didn't know you had become queen.::
::Yes well. My older sister died at the hands of Frieza.::
::Well, at least freeing you from the slave guild paid off.::
::Yes. So what do I owe the honor of this visit? It is not often that a notorious space pirate visits my palace.::
::Amazingly, It was a coincedence. One of your guests is of great interest to me::
::Really? It wouldn't be that handsome Prince of the Saiyans that just walked in would it?::
::Actually that's correct. He's chasing me. I'm his next bounty. As I told Aeiko, This'll be fun::
::I daresay you are correct. Look, here he comes::
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Vegeta kneeled at the feet of the queen. He had done this too often. He hated galas, he hated balls, and he hated kneeling. A figure to the queen's right caught his attention. She was strikingly beautiful. Silver eyeshadow outlined her closed eyes, while gold and black ribbons dangled from her hair. Her mask was a silver earth egyptian mask. She wore a black dress with slits up to the thigh. Knee high boots adorned her feet while armbands of different metals encircled her arms. The queen stood, as did the stranger, which surprised the saiyan prince. The figure was obviously considered by the queen to be an equal. The Queen turned to the stranger and bowed. As did all of the guests. The figure raised her hand in silent greeting, and the natives cheered out thunderous applause. Vegeta only stared in silent wonder as the queen sat back on her throne and motioned for the Saiyan Prince and King to rise.
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Bulma grinned under her quickly donned mask. The natives all knew who she was. She was awarded the "GaiKol" a ritual blessing mark, for freeing the princess from the slave guild. The Queen gestured for the saiyans to come forward. She spoke, her silky voice running through the hall like water.
"Welcome. This day is indeed filled with honor, as the honored Karina has surprised us with her visit, as well as the Prince of Vegetasei, he who vanquished Sharku the Ugly. This day we award the HaiNok to the Prince." she held out a medal of silver. Vegeta bowed and accepted the medal without question. Bulma grinned under her mask as Vegeta glanced up and smirked. He was too much. ::Aeiko. He's a bit contradictory right now, isn't he?::
::Yes, well. In that outfit, who wouldn't want your attentions tonight?::
::Yeah. You're right. His hormones are probably on overdrive.::
::I'm signing off until you need me. Have fun.::
::Thanks Aeiko. I'll call you if I need anything.::
Bulma turned her attention back to the ceremony. The ceremonial dance was about to begin, but there was a problem. A servant ran up to the Queen. "Your majesty, The Juzaki no Miko cannot be found at this moment. Unless we can find another Priestess, or someone of equal rank, we cannot finish the ceremony." Fertineti's eys narrowed, "Yes. I am well aware of the situation now. Thank you, Crazx." she turned to Bulma, "Bul...Karina. Would you mind performing the dance tonight? In return I will 'introduce' you to the prince and his father. I know you were wanting to." Bulma nodded, "Sure. I remember most of it." she finished the rest of the conversation telepathically.
::Fertineti, I need the image lights. The ones that change colors of the eyes. I have a feeling that without it, Vegeta will notice me in a second.::
::Consider it done....Karina::
::I can't believe you still remember that name. Oh well, it'll keep the prince guessing. Here goes nothing.::
Bulma rose out of her chair and made her way towards the newly evacuated dance floor.
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Vegeta watched in silence as the woman sauntered on to the dance floor. She stopped in the middle, one arm bent up, the other arm bent down. Her feet were on tip toe, and her back was bent slightly. An eerie music began to play, and she swayed her head from side to side, with movements like a snake. Her arms began to move, and the pace of the music sped up. Her hips swayed from side to side, appearing for a moment to resemble a gypsy. Minutes passed, her fluid movements mezmerizing all occupants of the room. The music suddenly stopped, a beat resounding through the halls. Her arms rested wrist to elbow, fingers outstretched in front of her chest. Her head moved side to side, as if sliding on an imaginary plane. A faint melody wound it's way around the room, and the girl sank to the floor.
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Bulma paused for a second on the cold floor. She then stood gracefully up and bowed to the Queen and the Saiyans. A moment of silent awe followed, then accompanied by a thunderous applause. Only the saiyans did not move. Bulma wandered her way up to the queen again and kneeled in front of the saiyan prince and king. Fertineti spoke, "Very well done, Karina. I introduce King Vegeta." An older looking Vegeta with a goatee nodded his head in silent acknowledgement. "..And his son, Prince Vegeta."
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A/N: What?! You actually thought I was going to end it with a decent ending? Ha!!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. I do own Fertineti. And the Nak'bari. But hey, they can be used in other ficcies, I really don't care. I'm not going to be stingy. Like FUNimation *cough*
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Vegeta reached to blast over to Bulma's ship when a message popped up. A royal saiyan guard stood at rigid attention as he relayed the message from the king.
"Vegeta no Ouji. You are required to attend a ball held by the Nak'bari queen. Your father is one of the guests of honor and he demands your attendance. They are to award you a medal of Honor for capturing Sharku the Ugly."
Vegeta scowled. As much as he would enjoy shoving this invitation in his father's face, he nodded gruffly, acknowledging the message. "Tell my father that I will attend. I will, however, not stay long. Inform him that I am in pursuit of the Space-Siren. I will capture her soon, despite her worthless inventions." The guard nodded and complied. The screen blanked then pulled up all the requirements for the ball. Vegeta's scowl deepened. His ship made an abrupt turnaround as he blasted off to the planet Nak'bar.
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Bulma grinned wickedly. This was going to be good. Worthless inventions? Ha!
::Mwuhaha. He's got another thing coming if he thinks he can dismiss me that easily.::
::Ummm. Ma-chan? You're scaring me.::
::Kami Aeiko!! Shut Up!!::
::Listen here honey, I run this ship. I could have you off in a second.::
::Umm. Aeiko? I built you. Stupid. Oh well. My 'worthless inventions' just allowed me to peek into that message from Vegetasei. What better way to observe that Bounty Hunter, than in his element!!::
::You are truly devious, Ma-chan. I did mention that you're scaring me....::
::Whatever. I've been meaning to go to a party. Fun stuff.::
Bulma pulled up her copy of the message and studied it. Apparently the Queen of the Nak-bari, Queen Fertineti, was hosting a masked ball, in honor of Vegetasei. A noise behind her startled her. Gohan, Goku, Piccolo, and Krillin stood behind her, sweating. Bulma wrinkled her nose, "Been training? I can tell. Listen you guys. We've been touring the galaxy for a while now. I know you really miss your families. We're going to pass the Colony 457, which as you know, our families are on. I'm going to drop you guys off and go searching for the Dragonballs myself. I can't ask you to leave your families for the rest of your lives." The others looked shell- shocked. Goku piped up, "But Bulma.... We've been with you since, well, forever. It won't be the same."
Bulma shook her head. "It's not just you guys. I'm being chased by the most notorious bounty hunter in the galaxy and a group of five is really going to be noticed, now that he knows about the holographic image emulators." The group nodded. "Besides, I bet you guys are missing Chichi's cooking!" A grin was shared throughout the band of vagabonds. The four left to get ready. Bulma grinned, she would miss them alot. But for the moment, she had her hands full.
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Goku waved emphatically as Bulma left him, Gohan, Krillin, and Piccolo on the docking bay. A tear found it's way down Bulma's cheek. She furiously wiped it away, now was not the time to cry. She forced herself not to look back and she blasted off into space.
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Bulma glanced once more into the mirror at her costume. She glanced back at the Earth representative who was tied up and gagged. She shook her head ruefully and smiled, "Just think. You'll get to brag to your kids that you came in contact with the Space Siren and lived. Besides, I've got plans for this party." Her only response was a muffled yell. Bulma knelt down and grinned as she placed her hand on the councilor's neck. The councillor jumped and Bulma smirked, "Chill out. I'm not going to hurt you. You're just going to go to sleep for a while." She applied pressure and the councillor's eyes fluttered shut.
Bulma made her way up the steps of the Nak'bar palace. She failed to notice the stares emitted from the male occupants of the courtyard. An invitation materialized in her hand as she handed it to the guard at the door. The guard failed to notice however, that the invitation disappeared as he placed it at the bottom of the stack. Bulma nodded to the various nobles and made her way to the throne. There sat a woman with black skin, silver eyes, and white hair. She had on a sheer gold dress with bindings of brass and copper on her hips and arms. Bulma sank to her knees in deference to the queen. Bulma smiled shared a knowing smirk with the queen. The queen gestured with her right hand to the chair beside her. Bulma complied and sat beside her.
::Fertineti. I didn't know you had become queen.::
::Yes well. My older sister died at the hands of Frieza.::
::Well, at least freeing you from the slave guild paid off.::
::Yes. So what do I owe the honor of this visit? It is not often that a notorious space pirate visits my palace.::
::Amazingly, It was a coincedence. One of your guests is of great interest to me::
::Really? It wouldn't be that handsome Prince of the Saiyans that just walked in would it?::
::Actually that's correct. He's chasing me. I'm his next bounty. As I told Aeiko, This'll be fun::
::I daresay you are correct. Look, here he comes::
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Vegeta kneeled at the feet of the queen. He had done this too often. He hated galas, he hated balls, and he hated kneeling. A figure to the queen's right caught his attention. She was strikingly beautiful. Silver eyeshadow outlined her closed eyes, while gold and black ribbons dangled from her hair. Her mask was a silver earth egyptian mask. She wore a black dress with slits up to the thigh. Knee high boots adorned her feet while armbands of different metals encircled her arms. The queen stood, as did the stranger, which surprised the saiyan prince. The figure was obviously considered by the queen to be an equal. The Queen turned to the stranger and bowed. As did all of the guests. The figure raised her hand in silent greeting, and the natives cheered out thunderous applause. Vegeta only stared in silent wonder as the queen sat back on her throne and motioned for the Saiyan Prince and King to rise.
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Bulma grinned under her quickly donned mask. The natives all knew who she was. She was awarded the "GaiKol" a ritual blessing mark, for freeing the princess from the slave guild. The Queen gestured for the saiyans to come forward. She spoke, her silky voice running through the hall like water.
"Welcome. This day is indeed filled with honor, as the honored Karina has surprised us with her visit, as well as the Prince of Vegetasei, he who vanquished Sharku the Ugly. This day we award the HaiNok to the Prince." she held out a medal of silver. Vegeta bowed and accepted the medal without question. Bulma grinned under her mask as Vegeta glanced up and smirked. He was too much. ::Aeiko. He's a bit contradictory right now, isn't he?::
::Yes, well. In that outfit, who wouldn't want your attentions tonight?::
::Yeah. You're right. His hormones are probably on overdrive.::
::I'm signing off until you need me. Have fun.::
::Thanks Aeiko. I'll call you if I need anything.::
Bulma turned her attention back to the ceremony. The ceremonial dance was about to begin, but there was a problem. A servant ran up to the Queen. "Your majesty, The Juzaki no Miko cannot be found at this moment. Unless we can find another Priestess, or someone of equal rank, we cannot finish the ceremony." Fertineti's eys narrowed, "Yes. I am well aware of the situation now. Thank you, Crazx." she turned to Bulma, "Bul...Karina. Would you mind performing the dance tonight? In return I will 'introduce' you to the prince and his father. I know you were wanting to." Bulma nodded, "Sure. I remember most of it." she finished the rest of the conversation telepathically.
::Fertineti, I need the image lights. The ones that change colors of the eyes. I have a feeling that without it, Vegeta will notice me in a second.::
::Consider it done....Karina::
::I can't believe you still remember that name. Oh well, it'll keep the prince guessing. Here goes nothing.::
Bulma rose out of her chair and made her way towards the newly evacuated dance floor.
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Vegeta watched in silence as the woman sauntered on to the dance floor. She stopped in the middle, one arm bent up, the other arm bent down. Her feet were on tip toe, and her back was bent slightly. An eerie music began to play, and she swayed her head from side to side, with movements like a snake. Her arms began to move, and the pace of the music sped up. Her hips swayed from side to side, appearing for a moment to resemble a gypsy. Minutes passed, her fluid movements mezmerizing all occupants of the room. The music suddenly stopped, a beat resounding through the halls. Her arms rested wrist to elbow, fingers outstretched in front of her chest. Her head moved side to side, as if sliding on an imaginary plane. A faint melody wound it's way around the room, and the girl sank to the floor.
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Bulma paused for a second on the cold floor. She then stood gracefully up and bowed to the Queen and the Saiyans. A moment of silent awe followed, then accompanied by a thunderous applause. Only the saiyans did not move. Bulma wandered her way up to the queen again and kneeled in front of the saiyan prince and king. Fertineti spoke, "Very well done, Karina. I introduce King Vegeta." An older looking Vegeta with a goatee nodded his head in silent acknowledgement. "..And his son, Prince Vegeta."
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A/N: What?! You actually thought I was going to end it with a decent ending? Ha!!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. I do own Fertineti. And the Nak'bari. But hey, they can be used in other ficcies, I really don't care. I'm not going to be stingy. Like FUNimation *cough*