AN- Ok, please please please don't hate me for being so late with my update. I have some very valid excuses as to why it's been like a month since I last posted up a chapter.
School sucks- that one is self-explanatory. Why is it that teachers want to pile on as much work as possible in the last few weeks of school? Do they want all of their students to die from stress attacks or something? Thesis papers are time consuming. Enough said… School activities are also time consuming… I've been running for class pres, and the past week was campaign week and I have spent a lot of time working on that, seeing as how I would like to win! I'm being lazy…plain and simple, so I confessed therefore you can't complain. I may be lazy, but I'm apologetic. So get over it.OK, so now you understand why I haven't updated. And yes, thank you for all the positive response to my last chapter. I know that throwing a sister for Vegeta in the mix was quite sudden and stunning, but lucky for you, I have great plans for her…you just wait. I will try to pull it off as good as I can, so if she is really sucky (her character I mean) just tell me in the reviews and I will try to change her a little. Ok, well I think that is about it. Oh yeah, Yamcha is yet again joining me to write the chapter and he says hi…so here we go…
The princess sat on the edge of her bed, crying bitterly and openly allowing her crystal-like tears to spill onto her silky lavender nightgown. She didn't know what had come over her; crying was not usually something she did. She had learned, over the years living with her father, that crying was for the weak and pathetic, so she began to suck it up whenever she felt she was on the verge of tears.
But tonight she made a mistake. She thought of him. Naturally at even the slightest remembrance of her little brother her brilliant emerald eyes crinkled up as hot tears began to build pressure in the corners of her eyelids. Get a grip, Cavala, she told herself as she sobbed and gasped for air, choking on the new wave of salty tears streaming down her smooth cheeks.
But getting a grip was not something the princess could do right now. All she could do was sit and wallow in the pain caused by the loss of the one person she actually related to- Vegeta.
Taking a deep breath and trying to stabilize herself, Cavala remembered the day her father told her that Vegeta had been sent on a suicide mission to destroy the planet Quanta. She wept for days afterwards, but in the back of her mind she kept telling herself that Vegeta was strong and that he wouldn't die on a silly mission. Two days later a letter from the Saiyan General Cartock was received by the King stating that Quanta had been destroyed and that the prince, in fact, was dead. Cavala was crushed, and her hopes for a better future when Prince Vegeta ruled were squandered.
No longer feeling sad, but rather sick to her stomach, Cavala decided she should try and relax with a bath. She knew that Vegeta wouldn't want to see her crying over him. In fact, he would sneer at the thought, so she tried to be like him and be strong. Sitting up and wiping away her tears she raised her chin and looked at the ceiling, breathing deeply. Vegeta, what I wouldn't give to just see you one last time…
Cavala picked herself up and let her light and satiny gown fall off her shoulders, grabbing her robe and wrapping up in it in one fluid movement. She slipped on her fluffy sandals and clipped her smooth ebony hair out of her eyes with some shiny barrettes. She exited her room confidently, walking like a princess walks, trying desperately to hide her looming depression.
The dainty princess quickly made her way down the main royal hall towards her personal bathing room, occasionally glancing from side to side into the various rooms she passed by. Being a princess on Planet Vegeta, besides training and accompanying her father on walks sometimes, there wasn't much for her to do, so she made it her business to listen to other people's business. The simple act of walking down the hall provided Cavala instant access into the busy lives of palace workers, which was truly entertaining to the bored girl.
"So then he said he didn't love me in the first place!" Cavala listened as one of the cooks wailed over her mate, presumably. She continued walking.
"Yes, sir, we do have to supplies you requested from Hisshi," a deep masculine voice stated informatively. Cavala stopped at the door and slightly waved at Cartock, the tall, handsome Saiyan general, receiving a smirk and a wink. She continued on, but stopped abruptly a few steps outside of her father's throne room.
" I want you to keep an eye on my boy Vegeta. Don't let him get too attached to that little aqua-haired tramp. Remember what I said…" her father's voice resonated through the large room. Cavala's jaw dropped as she backed away from the door ever so quietly, as not to let the King hear that she had heard what he said. He said Vegeta! What does this mean? Vegeta never went on any suicide mission…
As a pit began to form in the depths of Cavala's stomach, she turned from her father's room and ran in the direction she came from, halting at Cartock's door. She tried to swallow her confusion and fear for a moment as she stepped into the room and cleared her throat.
"Excuse me," the princess nodded towards her King's assistant advisor Bruse, "I need to speak with Mr. Cartock for a moment; it's very important."
Bruse nodded complying. No one could deny the beautiful princess what she wanted, not even the King's advisor. She turned and walked out of the room, Cartock close at her heels. Leading him to her room, she shut the heavy oak door behind them and locked it.
"What is going on?" Cartock asked, taking a seat on the edge of Cavala's bed, taking mental notes on her rapid pacing back and forth. Suddenly she burst into tears, falling into Cartock's arms.
"Cavala," Cartock murmured as he shook her fragile body lightly, "Cavala what is it?"
As suddenly as her tears sprang forth, she dried them and stepped away from Cartock's arms. She moved to her dresser and pulled out a little piece of paper, which she thrust into Cartock's hands.
"Did you write that?" she whispered. Cartock's eyes scanned the paper, drinking up the words written in lovely black ink. He read the notification of the annihilation of Quanta, and also the news of Vegeta's death-something he had not read of yet. But when his eyes saw the signature at the bottom of the page, his own, he shuddered.
"I've never seen this before," he whispered, seeing Cavala wring her hands as her brain clicked away.
"I knew it!" she cried, more tears threatening to break free, "I knew Vegeta wasn't dead!"
Cartock then removed himself from the bed and stood in front of the frantic looking woman. "Dead? Your father told me he was on a yearlong mission that was top secret. He wouldn't even tell me what it was, but he did tell me to start training the army twice as much as before," he informed Cavala, placing a hand on her face. She shrugged it off and turned away from him.
"Well he gave me this and told me Vegeta was dead," Cavala whispered, realization of what was going on sinking in.
"What is going on?" Cartock said rigidly, also realizing that the King was up to no good. Why would he break his own daughter's heart and tell her that Vegeta was dead?
"I know exactly what is going on," Cavala said suddenly. "He has sent Vegeta away on some kind of mission that only he knows of, and he knew that if he told me about it I would try to track Vegeta down and get to the bottom of it all, so it was safe to tell me Vegeta was dead." The princess was smart, and soon she began to piece together what before had made no sense. Honestly, why would he send his best fighter on a short suicide mission? It was stupid of me to not see through his lies before now, she thought.
Suddenly turning to Cartock, as if it was the first time she acknowledged his presence in her room she blurted out the first idea that came to her mind. "You know Vegeta's ki signature don't you?" Her hopes began to rise, but suddenly crash as she saw the reluctant look fall upon Cartock's attractive features.
"Of course I do, but if he is on another planet, they will be extremely hard to read," he sighed. He could tell what the princess was thinking about doing, and he hated to let her down. However, he was surprised at the smug look that overcame Cavala's face.
"You think I can't handle that?" she snorted, somewhat laughing at Cartock. "You must think girls are stupid."
"No, your highness, I…" Cartock began only to be silenced by Cavala's finger over his lips.
"I was only kidding. Come with me," she said, taking his hand and leading him into her closet. The older Saiyan was happy to oblige as he allowed the princess to tug him along. Where they were going he had no idea.
Once in the closet, Cavala turned on the light and tossed some of her clothes aside, revealing a computer.
"I built this last summer. It can tell you where anyone is, even if they are on a different planet. It will only work if you know their ki signature however, and I don't know Vegeta's. He was going to teach me how to read them before he left…" she trailed off, watching Cartock inspect her little invention. I knew she was smart, but she has truly amazed me. Cavala smirked at Cartock's dumbfounded expression, and she flipped a switch, turning the complex machine on. It's time to get down to work…
Yamcha reclined on his bed, sipping lightly on a coke and allowing the events of the day replay in his mind for the sixtieth time. What the hell was that? Yamcha had tried to figure out what exactly went down today, but he was still confused. I talked to Vegeta's dad on a spaceship…which can only mean that Vegeta is an alien. I'm going nuts. I bet I'm dreaming. I don't think my brain was built for deep thought.
Yamcha sighed as he buried his attractive face into his pillows. And what the hell does that guy mean. "Watch over Vegeta"?!? Does he want me to fucking spy on the guy? How do I manage to get into this shit? This is all Bulma's fault.
Picking himself up from the indention he had made on his bed, Yamcha figured that nothing could make a bad day better like some cheap porn video. Walking over to his private collection, Yamcha picked out a video titled Girls Gone Crazy. Popping in the video and flopping down on his bed, Yamcha already felt a little more relieved. Soon, giggles and sucking sounds filled Yamcha's room as his hungry eyes took in the sights of luscious girls in barely any clothing running around, licking and sucking each other joyfully. Then something happened that had never happened to Yamcha before. He became disgusted with the movie.
Why do I watch this shit? All it does is make me horny, and then I go and do something stupid like try to rape Bulma. I deserved that beating Vegeta gave me; I don't know what got into me…I wouldn't willingly hurt Bulma. I think I deserve another punch in the face. Maybe I should go over and apologize for everything. That would also give me a chance to "keep an eye on" Vegeta. Kill two birds with one stone.
Deciding on his course of action, Yamcha turned off his movie and slid it under his bed, grabbing a jacket and heading off for the short walk to Bulma's house. He just hoped his plan wouldn't seriously backfire on him.
"I think we are close…" Cartock said excitedly as Cavala's invention whirred and buzzed. Finally, after about ten minutes of aimless searching, Cartock could feel that he was closing in on Vegeta's ki, and Cavala was more than excited. "There he is!" Cartock explained, excitedly pointing at the computer screen. Cavala jumped up and grabbed a pen, scribbling down the coordinates in which Cartock had spotted Vegeta. Cartock sat back and placed his hands behind his head; he was quite satisfied with his work.
"You did it Cartock!" Cavala laughed, her emerald eyes shining with genuine happiness.
"You helped," Cartock laughed. He enjoyed seeing the princess so happy, and he didn't want to take all the credit for their success. The princess playfully punched Cartock in the arm and smiled.
"You know what it means that we've found him don't you?" Cavala said, a sly smile curving up on her plush pink lips.
"What does it mean?" Cartock said, sitting up, not sure he liked the way Cavala was smiling sinisterly.
"Road trip!"
AN- hahahah, so will Cavala meet up with Veggie on earth? Who knows what's going to happen next? MASS CHAOS! Ok, well I have to break it off here…hope it wasn't TOO short, but ive got a little project due tomorrow and I need to put the finishing touches on it! Happy reviewing…lots of love to ya…PB- PS IM TOOOOO LAZY TO PROOF READ THIS ONE SO PLEASE EMAIL ME THE MISTAKES AND STUFF- thanks you guys