Chapter 7: To the palace
Whooshing quickly through the air Bulma was clung like a cat to the large Saiyan's arms, she didn't even want to know how far away the ground was, but opened her eye's to see the red and black planet. It was not what Bulma had expected, she never wanted to go home so bad. The big Saiyan could sense Bulma's fear and laughed. Looking down at Bulma he liked what he saw. Bulma turned and stared with fear at him, what's with these Saiyan's being so hugh? Bulma thought, the Saiyan's black hair blew in the hard winds Bulma at this point just wanted to go home.
"There, it is" said the Saiyan carrying her. Bulma looked down to see him point to a rather beautiful palace. Which was a surprise to her considering the way the rest of the planet looked, as the Saiyan reached closer to the ground Bulma started to see why this planet was revered for its hostile homage. Though the palace itself was nice, but having all the guards sleeping, bathing, or having executions around it would definitely keep it off of favorite places to visit list. When Bulma's feet finally touched solid ground she couldn't have be more relieved, the big Saiyan took Bulma by the wrist and began to drag her into the palace. Though she was walking without putting up a fight the Saiyan didn't think she was walking fast enough, she guessed. As she entered the palace she thought she was in a fairy tale, it was beautifully decorated in pure gold and silver on the walls. Past Saiyan battle's were proudly displayed about the walls, Bulma looked on as the detailed inscriptions showed sliced heads and blood oozing out of deep wounds. These pictures made Bulma think of the time when her father took her to earth and they visited a country called Rome, and saw gladiatorial carvings in the cells where the gladiators once dwelled many years before. And looking at these paintings made Bulma feel more relaxed, but also made her want to go home more.
Walking past the grand picture'sBulma realized she was headed for a bedroom of some sort. Hoping it was were the Saiyan was ordered to take her and not some special room he had set up for them. The big Saiyan stopped at the door and turned back to look at Bulma who had a confused look on her face, turning back. "This is where you'll be staying, please make yourself at home." Bulma noticed that like Vegeta this Saiyan was also blushing, as he turned and left.
"Don't think anything about it girl" said a voice from the dark. Bulma looked up to see the first female Saiyan since she got there. The woman walked up to her showing off her breast plates she had a very fit body, and long brown hair. And as all Saiyan's a tail. Bulma kinda felt small compared to her but wasn't going to say it. The woman laughed as she looked Bulma once over, "well I don't know what the Prince see's in you but whatever." she said with a smirk, Bulma cocked her eyebrow. "And what's that supposed to mean?" She looked back at her. "Nothing really, but don't take this the wrong way But I doubt Yannon really was looking at you. He has a bad habit of liking everything Prince Vegeta likes, Including his women." Bulma made a face which made the woman laugh. "You don't seem to be a fan of the Prince then?" she asked Bulma. Bulma looked up to her face, "it's not that, it's just weird that's all!" The woman smiled and released a smirk. "Well that's my husband for yah." Bulma looked at her straightly, "Your husband?" "Yeah, my husband." Bulma thought to herself, well wouldn't you be a little pissed if he liked me? But Bulma flashed a smile and the woman smiled back. "Need any help settling in?" Bulma giggled, "I guess I do don't I ?"
Vegeta walked up to his father's throne room, knocking softly he heard a booming voice say enter. Vegeta pushed the hugh doors open which revealed a very beautiful throne room, one in which Vegeta had never stopped to notice before. His father was on this throne rubbing his head, looking up he saw Vegeta standing in his office. King Vegeta knew his son would be giving him a hard time (as usual) but really didn't want to bother with is smartalecky answers at the moment. Looking up he sighed "Vegeta, what am I going to do with you?" he asked sarcastically. But Vegeta smiled and answered "I don't know father, I guess whatever you can." that answer made King Vegeta look straight up at his son. "What did you just say Vegeta?" repeating his answer King Vegeta saw something on his son that he had never seen in his life time, a smile. King Vegeta thought to himself, was he doing drugs? Wanting to come off as a concerned father, he just looked off the side. "So Vegeta, what have you snort... I mean fought today?" Vegeta looked over at his father, "Well let's see I totally kicked this one guys butt, and met this cute girl from I don't know where and..." Vegeta's father put up his hand to stop Vegeta. "Okay Vegeta if this is your way of getting back at me for my adolescent years you can stop right there!" Vegeta had a confused look on his face, "What are you talking about?" Just than King Vegeta remember he didn't tell his son about that time in his life, thank god he thought.
Bulma smiled as she looked at the sheets on her bed, "awww, nice and clean!" Bulma rolled over and thought, even though it was nice I still want the hell out! Looking over at the clock by the bed she sighed as it only read 9:00 p.m. "What am I supposed to do? I mean there's no t.v. or even a fridge here!" throwing the pillow off the bed Bulma heard a faint knock on the door. Sitting up she yelled "Who is it?" but there was no answer, she walked up to the door and opened it to find a note with her name on it.