Here goes Chapter 2! Again, I claim none of these characters as my own
(even if I'd like to- especially Trunks, can you say 'Kawaii'?)
Last time, on Dragonball Z, eh, whoops, sorry. Narrative, not Cartoon Network….
The planet Vegeta has been re-created by Galaxia in retribution for her past crimes. Vegeta now rules the planet that once again bears his name, while our Usagi is now the impeccable Neo-Queen Serenity.
Chapter 1
Neo-Queen Serenity stared off into space while the droning voice of her Secretary of Affairs dictated the day's schedule to her. Irrationally, she had come to secretly hate her secretary. She wondered deep down if the woman had her whole life scheduled out until the last day of here life. She could just see it now.
"And last on today's agenda," Serenity imagined the stocky woman saying, "will be your funeral which you must be dressed and ready for by 3 P.M. otherwise somebody might take the good plots in the cemetery."
Serenity almost wished a youma would attack Crystal Tokyo- anything to give her an excuse to flee the bonds of courtly duties. The last time she had to use her powers was when the would- be Black Moon family refused to be purified. Taking from what she learned as Sailor Moon, Serenity instead negotiated to get them a suitable planet to live on until they chose to be purified, but always allowing them to come to Earth whenever they pleased, heading off a potential crisis.
"And finally, tonight, you should be expecting the royal family of the planet Vegeta to join our celebration," concluded the secretary.
"Nani?!?!" cried Serenity, "The Saiya-Jins!?!?"
"Yes, your majesty," replied the secretary,
Serenity stood silent with shock at this revelation. After a few minutes of silence, she dismissed her servant.
"Thank you very much, I'll be in the throne room momentarily."
"Yes your majesty," bowed the secretary as she walked away.
Serenity's mind was aflame. The Saiya-Jins, here? She never thought she would have accepted the invitation. They had never wished for an audience before. Rumors of their terrible strength and power had reached her ears numerous times. She even recalled watching them fight in the Cell Games when she was Usagi. All she knew was that extreme caution was needed.
'I'd better make sure that the sailor senshi are on their guard tonight,' thought the wise queen.
As Serenity finished the list of last minute orders for Small Lady's surprise birthday ball, the queen hoped tonight wouldn't be a complete disaster.
Far away in a spacecraft………
"How much longer until we arrive on Earth?" asked Vegeta, the new Saiya-Jin King.
"Roughly 2 hours, your majesty," replied the pilot.
Vegeta sighed. He hated traveling to these affairs of state. It was all a bunch of pointless niceties that went nowhere. He hadn't wished to go to this sappy ball for some princess-brat of the moon, but Bulma had twisted his arm…..
"We ARE going, you're going to be on your BEST behavior, and I won't have you declaring war on any planetary monarchy or representative there, do you understand me?" raged Bulma.
"There is no point in going!" argued Vegeta, "I want nothing to do with the ki-less Lunarian race, even if your family used to know the queen!"
"I haven's seen any of my former friends since you decided to drag our family to this ridiculously named planet, so we ARE going. Besides Goku and everybody else will be there and I want to see them, too," concluded Bulma.
"I could have you beheaded for… for…,"Vegeta stammered trying to find a suitable name for such an offense as arguing with him, "for treason!"
"You won't, though," replied Bulma.
"And what makes you so sure of that?" smirked Vegeta.
"Do YOU want to give Bra the 'How babies are made' speech?" retorted Bulma.
Vegeta stormed out of the room, knowing he was beaten.
Vegeta looked at the streaking stars ahead while in silent thought. Perhaps this won't be so bad, he pondered. I can spar with Kakarot, and Trunks has been whining to pay Goten and Gohan a visit for weeks.
"Preparing to enter orbit around Earth," said the pilot.
Vegeta watched as the streaking stars became solid points of light and the ship stopped at the shining blue, white, and green of the planet that he called home for a short period of time. He actually wondered how the establishment of Crystal Tokyo and the new Silver Millennium had affected this world.
The spacecraft began its entry into the Earth's atmosphere. As they rounded the planet, King Vegeta got his fist look at Crystal Tokyo.
Despite wanting to find some flaw in its beauty, none could be found. He stood amazed at the magnificent crystal towers that seemed to radiate a light of their own. Vegeta had thought random crystal structures would look ridiculous as a capital city, but this was far beyond anything he could have imagined. It was as if the city was a peace of delicate art.
As the craft landed, Bulma, Bra, and Trunks joined Vegeta on the bridge. Vegeta smirked to himself as his family walked towards him. His wife and daughter were the very definition of beautiful, while his son Trunks stood tall, strong, and imposing-a model Saiya-Jin. The Saiya-Jin took much pride in his family, even if he never spoke the words to them.
The doors of the spaceship slid open with a slight hiss. A battalion of Saiya-Jin warriors in shining Saiya-Jin armor left the ship first and lined up on either side of the red carpet leading to the palace. To the awed silence of hundreds of palace emissaries, the royal family of the planet Vegeta descended regally down the steps and onto the carpet. A door on the Crystal Palace opened and two women emerged.
One was dressed in a red sailor suit with a purple bow at the chest, a mini- skirt, gloves, and high heels, while the other wore similar attire save the colors were green and pink for the fuku and bows and different shoes.
"Welcome to Crystal Tokyo," began the raven-haired woman in the red sailor outfit, "I am Princess Mars and this is Princess Jupiter, we are honored to have you with us."
Vegeta smirked at the girls and let out a hearty laugh.
"Pretty interesting getup for princesses," he sneered, "Are all the people here dressed in strange clothing, too?"
Mars' eyes flashed with anger.
"And I suppose running around with tacky, pointy hair is fashionable on your planet?" countered Mars viciously.
Vegeta clenched his fists and glared at his verbal assailant.
"You had better watch your mouth," growled Vegeta, clenching his fists, "I wouldn't want to have to be billed for any cracks that I make in the palace structure when I shove your head through the wall over there."
As Jupiter held back Mars, as Bulma stepped in front of Vegeta.
"Umm, thank you for you kind welcome, Mars and Jupiter," began the more tactful queen, "we would be most grateful if you would show us our quarters."
Catching on to the queen's cue, Jupiter nodded in agreement.
"Yes," please follow me," said Jupiter, "Mars, would you please make sure that proper care is taken of the ship?"
Mars and Vegeta glared daggers at each other as the two separated.
"I apologize for the rocky start, I do hope you'll enjoy the rest of your stay," began Jupiter as she led the Saiya-Jin royals into to Crystal Palace.
As the lady in the absurd green getup led them down the corridors, Trunks' face adopted that inherited scowl.
'This is so boring,' thought the young prince, 'I've gotta get out of here.'
As the family turned the corner, Trunks decided to keep going straight. He glanced to see if his absence was noticed. As he looked, he saw his mother engaged in deep conversation with the Jupiter princess and his father too angry from the previous encounter to care what he did. Bra seemed preoccupied with the many attractive gentlemen around the palace, and they seemed equally interested in her.
Trunks walked around the palace observing the sheer immensity and beauty of the structure. The palace on Vegeta was just as large and grand, but this place seemed to be a genuine piece of artistry. Everything from the vaulted crystal ceilings that allowed the sun to blanket the lush, intricate cream and gold design of the carpet with a heavenly light, to the beautiful paintings on the ornate walls instilled him with a sense of awe.
Trunks continued his walk until he reached the outdoors. As he peered into the royal gardens, Trunks heard a young maiden saying some very un-maiden like things.
"Stupid day, nobody even planned anything for me," cursed the lady as she took her wrath out on the beautiful, unoffending flowers, their tops flying through the air will several well placed kicks.
Trunks watched in fascination at the small natural disaster that was taking place in the seemingly perfect palace.
"The last time they refused to remember my birthday I turned into an all- powerful Lady who could have destroyed the entire universe, but it seems that the all-knowing 'Neo-Queen Serenity' seems to have forgotten that part of my history, too. Hmmmp, she's still stupid old Usagi deep down," pouted the girl.
Trunks smiled as he watched the girl rip up flowerbeds, push over and shatter delicate statues, and scare away the local wildlife. When the palace groundskeepers tried to stop her, he laughed at the vicious verbal beating she administered. Despite all of attempts to remain silent, he laughed even more as the pink-haired flower-hater pulled up a tulip plant, roots and all, and hurled it at the fleeing gamekeepers' heads.
"Who's there," demanded the girl, her red eyes flaring with anger.
Trunks remained motionless, trying to remain anonymous.
"I know you're there, and unless you want to get it, too, I'd suggest you come out now."
The prince stepped out from behind the pillar and addressed the dirt- covered girl.
"Where I come from," began Trunks, "ladies of the palace tend to be less destructive when the don't get their way."
"Well, obviously," retorted the girl, "I'm not from the same planet as you, and I'll act however I want."
"Aren't we touchy," remarked Trunks.
"Listen, I'm having a bad day as is," began the girl, "and I don't need some guy with weird purple hair and stupid looking armor telling me what to do!"
Trunks scowled as he began his rebuttal.
"Who's calling who weird?" demanded the Saiya-Jin, "If purple hair's weird then pink isn't much better, and at least my hair style doesn't resemble a stupid, fuzzy little animal that hops around waiting to be killed by worthwhile animals. And I wouldn't be commenting on other people's clothing if I were you, considering your clothes are filthy."
The girl looked down at her clothes, and blushed, realizing the boy had spoken the truth.
"Well, I just, I just…" stammered the maiden, "I order you to leave me alone at once!" she concluded lamely.
Trunks laughed.
"What's so amusing?" she hissed, her eyes glaring with malice.
"You, a dirty little girl throwing a temper tantrum, is telling me, the prince of the galaxy's most feared planet what to do?" smirked Trunks.
The pink haired rage drew herself up regally.
"I'll have you know," she said imperiously, "that I am Small Lady Serenity, daughter of Neo-Queen Serenity, Princess of Crystal Tokyo, Sailor Senshi, and heir to the Imperium Silver Crystal and the Silver Millennium."
Trunks looked her up and down. He was taken aback at this revelation, but decided to hide his surprise.
"Well, you don't look like much of a princess," said Trunks.
Chibi-Usa floundered for a minute, trying to find something to say, but found nothing. She hadn't realized how dirty she had gotten.
Trunks smiled realizing his victory and began to laugh.
Small Lady's eyes welled up with tears.
"You, you…"stammered the princess, "You just wouldn't understand."
Trunks immediately felt remorse for being so hard on her as she ran into the halls crying. As he went to find his family, Trunks reflected on his meeting with Small Lady Serenity. She hadn't acted like most princesses he had met at all- all of them with dopey grins and constantly strutting around in expensive, over flamboyant clothes. Nor, like the others, had she tried to make a huge impression on the prince through flattery. This one was different indeed. Trunks still couldn't understand what had made him antagonize her like that. He brushed it out of his mind as he went to see that tonight's plans were. However, try as he could, he failed to stop thinking about the most unusual princess he had met.
End Chapter 1
Like it so far? Let me know. Next chapter, find out what happens at Chibi- Usa birthday ball. What will happen with her and Trunks? Will Vegeta have an encounter with Neo-Queen Serenity that mirrors what happens with Mars? Will Mars attempt to melt Vegeta? Oh, my, well, I don't even know yet, but the next chapter should be up in 2-3 days. Tell me what you think so far! Any input is welcome.
Last time, on Dragonball Z, eh, whoops, sorry. Narrative, not Cartoon Network….
The planet Vegeta has been re-created by Galaxia in retribution for her past crimes. Vegeta now rules the planet that once again bears his name, while our Usagi is now the impeccable Neo-Queen Serenity.
Chapter 1
Neo-Queen Serenity stared off into space while the droning voice of her Secretary of Affairs dictated the day's schedule to her. Irrationally, she had come to secretly hate her secretary. She wondered deep down if the woman had her whole life scheduled out until the last day of here life. She could just see it now.
"And last on today's agenda," Serenity imagined the stocky woman saying, "will be your funeral which you must be dressed and ready for by 3 P.M. otherwise somebody might take the good plots in the cemetery."
Serenity almost wished a youma would attack Crystal Tokyo- anything to give her an excuse to flee the bonds of courtly duties. The last time she had to use her powers was when the would- be Black Moon family refused to be purified. Taking from what she learned as Sailor Moon, Serenity instead negotiated to get them a suitable planet to live on until they chose to be purified, but always allowing them to come to Earth whenever they pleased, heading off a potential crisis.
"And finally, tonight, you should be expecting the royal family of the planet Vegeta to join our celebration," concluded the secretary.
"Nani?!?!" cried Serenity, "The Saiya-Jins!?!?"
"Yes, your majesty," replied the secretary,
Serenity stood silent with shock at this revelation. After a few minutes of silence, she dismissed her servant.
"Thank you very much, I'll be in the throne room momentarily."
"Yes your majesty," bowed the secretary as she walked away.
Serenity's mind was aflame. The Saiya-Jins, here? She never thought she would have accepted the invitation. They had never wished for an audience before. Rumors of their terrible strength and power had reached her ears numerous times. She even recalled watching them fight in the Cell Games when she was Usagi. All she knew was that extreme caution was needed.
'I'd better make sure that the sailor senshi are on their guard tonight,' thought the wise queen.
As Serenity finished the list of last minute orders for Small Lady's surprise birthday ball, the queen hoped tonight wouldn't be a complete disaster.
Far away in a spacecraft………
"How much longer until we arrive on Earth?" asked Vegeta, the new Saiya-Jin King.
"Roughly 2 hours, your majesty," replied the pilot.
Vegeta sighed. He hated traveling to these affairs of state. It was all a bunch of pointless niceties that went nowhere. He hadn't wished to go to this sappy ball for some princess-brat of the moon, but Bulma had twisted his arm…..
"We ARE going, you're going to be on your BEST behavior, and I won't have you declaring war on any planetary monarchy or representative there, do you understand me?" raged Bulma.
"There is no point in going!" argued Vegeta, "I want nothing to do with the ki-less Lunarian race, even if your family used to know the queen!"
"I haven's seen any of my former friends since you decided to drag our family to this ridiculously named planet, so we ARE going. Besides Goku and everybody else will be there and I want to see them, too," concluded Bulma.
"I could have you beheaded for… for…,"Vegeta stammered trying to find a suitable name for such an offense as arguing with him, "for treason!"
"You won't, though," replied Bulma.
"And what makes you so sure of that?" smirked Vegeta.
"Do YOU want to give Bra the 'How babies are made' speech?" retorted Bulma.
Vegeta stormed out of the room, knowing he was beaten.
Vegeta looked at the streaking stars ahead while in silent thought. Perhaps this won't be so bad, he pondered. I can spar with Kakarot, and Trunks has been whining to pay Goten and Gohan a visit for weeks.
"Preparing to enter orbit around Earth," said the pilot.
Vegeta watched as the streaking stars became solid points of light and the ship stopped at the shining blue, white, and green of the planet that he called home for a short period of time. He actually wondered how the establishment of Crystal Tokyo and the new Silver Millennium had affected this world.
The spacecraft began its entry into the Earth's atmosphere. As they rounded the planet, King Vegeta got his fist look at Crystal Tokyo.
Despite wanting to find some flaw in its beauty, none could be found. He stood amazed at the magnificent crystal towers that seemed to radiate a light of their own. Vegeta had thought random crystal structures would look ridiculous as a capital city, but this was far beyond anything he could have imagined. It was as if the city was a peace of delicate art.
As the craft landed, Bulma, Bra, and Trunks joined Vegeta on the bridge. Vegeta smirked to himself as his family walked towards him. His wife and daughter were the very definition of beautiful, while his son Trunks stood tall, strong, and imposing-a model Saiya-Jin. The Saiya-Jin took much pride in his family, even if he never spoke the words to them.
The doors of the spaceship slid open with a slight hiss. A battalion of Saiya-Jin warriors in shining Saiya-Jin armor left the ship first and lined up on either side of the red carpet leading to the palace. To the awed silence of hundreds of palace emissaries, the royal family of the planet Vegeta descended regally down the steps and onto the carpet. A door on the Crystal Palace opened and two women emerged.
One was dressed in a red sailor suit with a purple bow at the chest, a mini- skirt, gloves, and high heels, while the other wore similar attire save the colors were green and pink for the fuku and bows and different shoes.
"Welcome to Crystal Tokyo," began the raven-haired woman in the red sailor outfit, "I am Princess Mars and this is Princess Jupiter, we are honored to have you with us."
Vegeta smirked at the girls and let out a hearty laugh.
"Pretty interesting getup for princesses," he sneered, "Are all the people here dressed in strange clothing, too?"
Mars' eyes flashed with anger.
"And I suppose running around with tacky, pointy hair is fashionable on your planet?" countered Mars viciously.
Vegeta clenched his fists and glared at his verbal assailant.
"You had better watch your mouth," growled Vegeta, clenching his fists, "I wouldn't want to have to be billed for any cracks that I make in the palace structure when I shove your head through the wall over there."
As Jupiter held back Mars, as Bulma stepped in front of Vegeta.
"Umm, thank you for you kind welcome, Mars and Jupiter," began the more tactful queen, "we would be most grateful if you would show us our quarters."
Catching on to the queen's cue, Jupiter nodded in agreement.
"Yes," please follow me," said Jupiter, "Mars, would you please make sure that proper care is taken of the ship?"
Mars and Vegeta glared daggers at each other as the two separated.
"I apologize for the rocky start, I do hope you'll enjoy the rest of your stay," began Jupiter as she led the Saiya-Jin royals into to Crystal Palace.
As the lady in the absurd green getup led them down the corridors, Trunks' face adopted that inherited scowl.
'This is so boring,' thought the young prince, 'I've gotta get out of here.'
As the family turned the corner, Trunks decided to keep going straight. He glanced to see if his absence was noticed. As he looked, he saw his mother engaged in deep conversation with the Jupiter princess and his father too angry from the previous encounter to care what he did. Bra seemed preoccupied with the many attractive gentlemen around the palace, and they seemed equally interested in her.
Trunks walked around the palace observing the sheer immensity and beauty of the structure. The palace on Vegeta was just as large and grand, but this place seemed to be a genuine piece of artistry. Everything from the vaulted crystal ceilings that allowed the sun to blanket the lush, intricate cream and gold design of the carpet with a heavenly light, to the beautiful paintings on the ornate walls instilled him with a sense of awe.
Trunks continued his walk until he reached the outdoors. As he peered into the royal gardens, Trunks heard a young maiden saying some very un-maiden like things.
"Stupid day, nobody even planned anything for me," cursed the lady as she took her wrath out on the beautiful, unoffending flowers, their tops flying through the air will several well placed kicks.
Trunks watched in fascination at the small natural disaster that was taking place in the seemingly perfect palace.
"The last time they refused to remember my birthday I turned into an all- powerful Lady who could have destroyed the entire universe, but it seems that the all-knowing 'Neo-Queen Serenity' seems to have forgotten that part of my history, too. Hmmmp, she's still stupid old Usagi deep down," pouted the girl.
Trunks smiled as he watched the girl rip up flowerbeds, push over and shatter delicate statues, and scare away the local wildlife. When the palace groundskeepers tried to stop her, he laughed at the vicious verbal beating she administered. Despite all of attempts to remain silent, he laughed even more as the pink-haired flower-hater pulled up a tulip plant, roots and all, and hurled it at the fleeing gamekeepers' heads.
"Who's there," demanded the girl, her red eyes flaring with anger.
Trunks remained motionless, trying to remain anonymous.
"I know you're there, and unless you want to get it, too, I'd suggest you come out now."
The prince stepped out from behind the pillar and addressed the dirt- covered girl.
"Where I come from," began Trunks, "ladies of the palace tend to be less destructive when the don't get their way."
"Well, obviously," retorted the girl, "I'm not from the same planet as you, and I'll act however I want."
"Aren't we touchy," remarked Trunks.
"Listen, I'm having a bad day as is," began the girl, "and I don't need some guy with weird purple hair and stupid looking armor telling me what to do!"
Trunks scowled as he began his rebuttal.
"Who's calling who weird?" demanded the Saiya-Jin, "If purple hair's weird then pink isn't much better, and at least my hair style doesn't resemble a stupid, fuzzy little animal that hops around waiting to be killed by worthwhile animals. And I wouldn't be commenting on other people's clothing if I were you, considering your clothes are filthy."
The girl looked down at her clothes, and blushed, realizing the boy had spoken the truth.
"Well, I just, I just…" stammered the maiden, "I order you to leave me alone at once!" she concluded lamely.
Trunks laughed.
"What's so amusing?" she hissed, her eyes glaring with malice.
"You, a dirty little girl throwing a temper tantrum, is telling me, the prince of the galaxy's most feared planet what to do?" smirked Trunks.
The pink haired rage drew herself up regally.
"I'll have you know," she said imperiously, "that I am Small Lady Serenity, daughter of Neo-Queen Serenity, Princess of Crystal Tokyo, Sailor Senshi, and heir to the Imperium Silver Crystal and the Silver Millennium."
Trunks looked her up and down. He was taken aback at this revelation, but decided to hide his surprise.
"Well, you don't look like much of a princess," said Trunks.
Chibi-Usa floundered for a minute, trying to find something to say, but found nothing. She hadn't realized how dirty she had gotten.
Trunks smiled realizing his victory and began to laugh.
Small Lady's eyes welled up with tears.
"You, you…"stammered the princess, "You just wouldn't understand."
Trunks immediately felt remorse for being so hard on her as she ran into the halls crying. As he went to find his family, Trunks reflected on his meeting with Small Lady Serenity. She hadn't acted like most princesses he had met at all- all of them with dopey grins and constantly strutting around in expensive, over flamboyant clothes. Nor, like the others, had she tried to make a huge impression on the prince through flattery. This one was different indeed. Trunks still couldn't understand what had made him antagonize her like that. He brushed it out of his mind as he went to see that tonight's plans were. However, try as he could, he failed to stop thinking about the most unusual princess he had met.
End Chapter 1
Like it so far? Let me know. Next chapter, find out what happens at Chibi- Usa birthday ball. What will happen with her and Trunks? Will Vegeta have an encounter with Neo-Queen Serenity that mirrors what happens with Mars? Will Mars attempt to melt Vegeta? Oh, my, well, I don't even know yet, but the next chapter should be up in 2-3 days. Tell me what you think so far! Any input is welcome.