Chapter 6

Chichi walked home with her new friend a couple of days later. 18 saw her sister and came over there but instantly freaked when she saw the man next to her sister. "Who…who is that? Chichi he has a tail," she said grabbing her sister.

"I know but," Chichi looked at him and smiled, "he's going to help us find our sister. He knows where she is."

18 looked at Kakarot and he nodded. She scoffed and crossed her arms. What was her sister doing with a Saiyan?

"Well whatever but we are going to have to sneak out of her," 18 said.

"I figured."

"Why would we have to," Kakarot asked.

"Well the girls might say something and we don't want that," Chichi said.

18 looked around, "there's no use talking about it here get going you guys. No one knows you guys are here. I'll go meet you guys about two miles that way, okay."

She watched her sister walk away with the man with that tail. It moved from side to side and made her sick to her stomach. What was going on?

The sun hit Bulma's bare back waking her up instantly. Her hand reached out for the prince but only in vain for he was not there anymore. She got up and looked around only to find only to find nothing. Bulma pulled the blanket to her chest as a servant bragged in.

"Hello dear how are you today," the servant asked throwing open the window and letting the cold in, "Come on get up we need to get you out of here."

The woman grabbed Bulma out of the bed and put a blanket around her body. She brought Bulma back to her room and pushed her in. Bulma heard the click of the lock and looked around her room for clothes. As soon as she found some she pulled them on and lay on her chair with her precious puppy.

This place she was in wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the servants. All of them were Saiyans and they were just as bad as the men. Each one of them was jealous or mad at her for being chosen by Vegeta instead of them. Why should they ever think that they were going to be picked? After all she was roalty and they were nothing but servants. SO why would they even think that?

Bulma quickly erased the thought and looked down at the bleeding floor. Her fingers moved up and down as she tapped on the chair in a daze. She went blank for about twenty minutes she went to a place where she could hear nothing not even the hard knocks coming on the door. But when the door flung open she did see who it was.

"What are you doing," Vegeta said irritated.

Bulma shook her head and shrugged at him.

His forehead creased with anger, "I know you can talk." She looked around the room for something to look at besides his eyes. He grabbed her chin as if he was going to smack her and she let out a small cry clenching her eyes shut, "Look at me!" Her eyes slowly opened afraid of what she might see.

Vegeta watched as her eyes slowly opened, the fear in her was obvious in her blue eyes. He looked at her for a long time taking in all her emotions. Although he knew she was ready for him to yell at her he did not want to do it. No that would be a waste of her fear. He wasn't going to yell at her after all that's what she was expecting.

They stared at each other for a while and her blue eyes softened a little. A smirk grew on his face slowly and her eyes widened. He moved his free hand up to her wrist and his other loosened from her chin. In an instant he snatched her wrist and twisted it behind her back pulling her ear to his mouth, "I know you can talk tell me why you did not open the door."

He watched her struggle to speak but the words finally came out, ":I did not hear you. Please don't hurt me I didn't hear you I swear. Please I promise."

With that he threw her to the floor. Satisfied with what he had done to her he decided to give her the message he had for her, "Oh by the way there's some people hear to see you," he ran his hand over her hair, "Don't cry." His lips touched her forehead before he walked away to greet the guests.