Hey back again!! Thanx everyone who reviewed!! I was going to update every other day but I was bored just getting back home alone… so I decided to write! I have a plan how the story is supposed to go but yall give me some feedback on how yall think it should go k? so on with the story….
Ch. 3 Life Aboard the Ship
Kakorrot carried the limp form of an exotic girl in his arms. She had pale skin and blue, sparkling hair. She was very different from anything the Saiyans had seen before. Stares were given as Kakorrot passed people in the hallways of the royal spaceship. He walked passed the galley and stared longingly at the doorway wishing food would magically fly toward his mouth. His stomach growled loudly at this fantasy and he stopped midway in the hall to let a goofy smile cross his lips.
"Kakorrot! What are you doing with that alien girl?" demanded a harsh voice. Kakorrot looked up quick enough to dodge a large frying pan.
"Chi-chi! It's not what it seems! I promise!" whimpered Kakorrot in fear.
"Really? So what is it supposed to be?" Chi-chi raised her arm with the terrifying pan.
"Well, see… it's a long story, but…umm… it ends where this girl is supposed to…umm…what was she supposed to do again?"
"And how would I know?"
"Umm… I dunno… Oh yeah she's supposed to stay with us to prove that the Earthlings are loyal to us! And Vegeta put me in charge of her, but she fainted while boarding the ship…" Kakorrot scratched his head in puzzlement, but Chi-chi swiftly grabbed his arm.
"Well, then what are you standing here for? Oh! Come with me She'll stay in my room and I'll take care of her! She will not stay in the barracks wit the others! She'd be raped before we even leave the atmosphere!" with that Chi-chi pulled Kakorrot towards another side of the ship.
"How could you?!" Simpriana demanded. She quickly walked up to her brother and slapped him in the face. "And you! Whore I want you out of my presence and out of my castle! I'm banishing you tot the swamps!"
"What?! No you can't do that!" cried Renee in shock.
"Oh, but she can. She's of higher rank than you, plus the heir to the throne," stated Marya. She grabbed a disk from her pocket and gave it to Simpriana. "Let's go we have some planning."
Gently she pulled the distressed girl out of the court. "I'm assuming your taking the crown?"
"Y-yes, I am. I'm not really ready, b-but desperate times call for desperate measures. By the way what is this disk?"
"Oh, our link to quickly crowning you queen. Let's just say the counsel won't allow a traitor in our midst."
"Traitor?"
"Come on!" The two raced down the hall as fast as they could in their long skirts. Meanwhile a lone figure stood in the shadows. "Really? A traitor? Well, this will make my job a whole lot easier."
"I think she's coming 'round. Kakorrot, move it so she can get some air! Dammit!! Watch it you almost broke that!" screeched a loud voice followed by a crash. "Look what you did!"
"Sorry, Chi! I didn't mean to!" came a vaguely familiar voice.
Bulma tried to open her eyes, but the light hurt too much. She moved to get up hitting her head against something and had to muffle an unlady-like curse. Why is my head hurting so much? What happened?
Chi-chi turned around from the cowering Kakorrot to the girl lying in the bed. She was moving around. Chi-chi quickly walked over to her. "Are you okay?"
"What kind of dumbass question was that? Ugh! I think I'm gonna hurl!" Bulma moaned. Chi-chi frowned at her, but helped her up. Quickly Bulma lay back down too dizzy to stay upright. She squinted allowing her eyes to get used to the bright light. Finally when she felt she could sit up without puking she got off the bed.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to snap like that. I-I've just had a bad day is all…" whispered Bulma. Quickly she scanned the room to find she was nowhere familiar. "Where am I?"
Chi-chi rummaged through a drawer in a desk next to her and pulled out a medicine case. She popped it open and handed a green pill to Bulma. "Here take this. It'll get rid of the queasiness. Sorry about that, but that's the only way Kakorrot could get you on board. Oh, and you are on the royal Vgetasei spaceship heading towards our planet."
"I'm w-what?!" cried Bulma. She raced to a round window to see the black expanse of space and tiny dots of stars. "N-no!"
"Chi-chi, can we go get food now? I'm still starving!" pleaded Kakorrot. Bulma glanced over at the speaker. There stood the goofy-smiling Saiyan from earlier.
"You!"
"Me?"
"Him?"
"You're the one working for that prince! You're the one that dragged me out! What did you do to me?!" demanded Bulma.
"Oh, sorry about that… I knocked you out. I didn't realize you would be so weak that it would hurt you…"
"Uh, its-its ok. I'm fine now. I was just a little woozy," Bulma replied noticing the crestfallen look Kakorrot wore. Instantly he smiled his goofy smile and ran to the door.
"Come on guys! We'll miss out on food!" Bulma stared at him. He spoke it like it would have been the greatest tragedy to happen in the history of the universe! Oh Kami help me! prayed Bulma.
"Ok, Kakorrot, you go ahead! We'll catch up in a minute, but make sure you leave us some, k?" laughed Chi-chi.
"Ok!" Once Kakorrot's head disappeared behind the sliding door Chi-chi stood up from where she was sitting.
"First off before we go to the mess hall we have just gotta change your clothes!"
"W-why?" Bulma questioned. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"
Chi-chi stared at her clothes. Bulma glanced down as well. Her once beautiful dress was torn and shambles, obviously from her struggle with Kakorrot. Her hair was a mess and she had a bruise on her cheek.
Blushing Bulma stuttered, "U-ummm… maybe you have a point?"
Chi-chi smiled at her and turned back to a sliding door Bulma hadn't seen before. She pulled out Saiyan armor similar to hers and threw it to Bulma. Rummaging around some more she threw gloves and boots hitting Bulma in her already soar head.
"Kuso!" Bulma cried.
"Oops! Sorry about that, ummm…you know I never caught your name," replied Chi-chi. She smiled at Bulma who was having trouble putting on the armor.
"M-my name is…ugh! Ow! N-name is L-lady Bulma, b-but…yeesh! You c-can call me j-just Bulma," Bulma tried to answer. "Can you help?"
Chi-chi laughed at how difficult it looked putting on armor she put on everyday. "Sure, geez you earthlings have problems putting on clothes or something?"
"No! This is impossible to put on! It's like three sizes to small!!" Bulma growled. Chi-chi glanced up at her sharply. Wow, she thought, she really reminds me of any normal Saiyan. Is she really an Earthling? Silently while helping Bulma put on the outfit, Chi-chi looked to see if she had a tail.
"Hey! What was that for?" Bulma cried.
"Oh, I was looking to see if you had a tail."
"A tail? Do you do this to all foreigners?"
"No," Chi-chi blushed. "You just act a lot like a Saiyan that I was just making sure you were an Earthling."
"Oooh! Haha! A lot of people tell me I have a really short temper. Sorry if I'm being a bitch," Bulma laughed.
Chi-chi laughed back, " Naw, I'm used to it. Plus you haven't seen me mad. Almost every male on this ship is scared of me, because of my temper."
"We'll be a force to be reckoned with when we get to this planet of yours!"
"Haha! All right common! I'm starved I know Earthlings don't eat as much or as often as Saiyans, but it has to be around the time you eat right?"
About that time Bulma's stomach growled loudly announcing that it was time to eat. Bulma quickly blushed. "Yeah I guess it's time!"
The two left arm in arm towards the mess hall.
"Oh, by the way. I'm going to give you some rules. You don't have to obey them, but if you value your life and virtue you'll follow them," commanded Chi-chi. Bulma became pale with the thought. She remembered the hulking bald man form earlier staring at her.
"S-so what are these rules?"
"Number one: stay by me at all times. I'm pretty strong and can protect you from most things around here. Number two: Don't get in a yelling match with anyone. You might win verbally, but they quickly become physical. Number three: Don't talk back to commanding officers. They won't hesitate to kill or rape you-"
"Wait! How will I know which ones are the commanding officers?"
"Oh, they're the strongest and have more intricate armor. Ok and number four: If Prince Vegeta is in there don't look at him unless he talks to you and then don't look him in the eye. Don't talk to him unless he does talk to you which I highly doubt, and just try and stay on his good side, k?"
"Ok…"
"There are more rules, but you just need these to get through dinner," Chi-chi halted at a large sliding door. She pressed a button and they walked into the room. Tons of Saiyans were eating, burping, drinking, yelling, and fighting each other. Chi-chi pulled Bulma towards a line to get food and walked her to table.
"Chi, a lot of people are staring at me," whispered Bulma.
"Ignore them," Chi-chi replied between bites. Bulma looked around at all the leering soldiers. She hoped none of them would get up.
"Hey, guys! I was saving ya'll a seat over there with Raditz, Nappa, and Turles. Common over there 'cuz I hafta watch Bulma," Kakorrot said walking towards them. Chi-chi rolled her eyes, grabbed her plate, and followed Kakorrot towards a table with a bunch of officers. Just great, Bulma thought, everyone I should ovoid is sitting right there.
"Hey, Kakorrot! Why are you bringing your second class mate over here?" called a voice. "Oooo! Who's the hotty with blue hair? Come sit next to me! I don't bite."
Laughter followed this statement. Chi-chi pulled Bulma to a seat between her and Kakorrot. "Leave her alone, Turles. Go find yourself a third class baka like yourself to fuck!"
"Oh, well if it isn't the harpy," came a ruff voice. Everyone turned around at the sound of that voice. That voice made shivers go down Bulma's back. "Well if it isn't the Earthling."
It was Prince Vegeta!