Title: A lonely Life
By: Kim Johnston
Chapter 3: Hate isn't the feeling
Bulma was utterly confussed, how could someone so handsome be so crule? He had moved her sister! Bulma had given a fight but the man just whent about with his duties as if she were a fly he had no time to swat. She now sat in the corner crying her eyes out because she was alone, and worst of all had no idea if her sister was alright! And kami she wanted her father and wanted to be held by her mother and by kami her her first order of buisness was to run streight to Queen Roxane and curl up in her lap crying! And no she didn't care if everyone thought her planet weak! She needed a mother ASAP! Then she'd snitch on that meat head Prince Troll!
She cried herself to sleep not even noticing that she feel to the side and was curled up in a small ball on the cold tile floor. The door opened and in walked a guard carring food and clothes. He blinked at her form on the ground and decided not to wake her, he didn't need to know what the girl was doing, hell he had enough problems with his own children... yet that brought the thought that if it were his daughter he'd want someone to check on her. So Bardock sighed and carefully awoke the girl and greated her in a bow.
"Princess Bulma, your bed is there on the ground. I have brought you your meal and I have gotten your clothes, M'Lady." Bardock stood and held a hand out to help her up. Sh etook it and stood on sleeping legs, but didn't fall.She took a seat on the bed and looked at the food.
"Thank you." Bulma managed and diped her spoon in the soup pulling the thin liquid out and leting it rll off the spoon back into the bowl.
"Your highness, I have five children, four boys and one daughter and because I would not like them to be in a spot such as you are now might I be aloud to ask what troubles you?"
"Your Prince." Bulma says tears in her eyes once again.
"My Prince is a great comander M'lady and a great fighter along with a great deal of other great things, but he is not a great understander of emotions." Bardock smiles slightly. "He only knows the emotions; hate, fear, pain, lonliness and revenge... It is mine as well as many others wish, hope, dream that someone teaches him a few more emotions, would you know anyone willing?" With that he bowed and left a pondering Bulma.
Vegeta sat at his thrown lost in his own world. He looked around and noticed no one was around. He stood and whent to the hall but found no one till he reached the chamber area and then only posted guards who bowed to him. He needed to talk to someone. So he headed to Princess Wenches room.
Vegeta threw open the door and stalked in. He looked around and found a full tray of food on the desk and a sleeping Bulma in bed. He looked at her clock and nearly cursed. He hadn't guessed it was so late, or early whichever you seen it as. Bulma turned in her sleeping state to him, her blue hair falling into her face.
Vegeta let his fingers brush the hair from her face and linger there for a few moments more then needed. He then bent down and stared her in the face. Bulma's eyes fluttered and the opened. He held a hand over her mouth so her scream wasn't heard and sculded her as if she were three. He released her and she growled.
"What in Kami's name are you doing here?!"
"I heard this annoying sound and found you snoring like a wild pig when he's sniffing." Vegeta smirks.
"I don't belive you. I've never been told I snor."
"Unlike everyone eles, I'm not nice."
"Chi Chi woud have told." Bulma sits up in bed. "Hasn't anone told you you have to knock before entering a Ladies chambers?"
"Not that I lisened too." Vegeta smirks and sits down on her bed at the feet. His black eyes staring up at her.
"Your a pig." Bulma says sudently covering herself up to her chin in blankets.
Vegeta snikered at her and moved closer causing Bulma to back up agianst the wall. "Are you enjoying your alone time?" He asked in a ment to hurt tone.
Bulma glared at him tears entering her eyes. "I hate you, loath you, dispise you with every fiber on my being!" She turned herface away from his as tears spilled from her eyes. Vegeta pulled her face around to meet his and smirked at her crying self. he then leaned down and kissed a tear that had just fell. Bulma blinked and pulled her face away from his hand.
"And I fell the same about you Princess Wench." Vegeta said while chuckling evily.
"Get the hell out of here Prince Troll!" Bulma throws a pillow at him and finds herself pined to the bed in a painfull manner. Vegeta twisted her arm which threatened to snap and she cried out. But his mouth caught her scream and suddenly his grip was gone, except the grip on her lips. Bulma closed her eyes and kissed him back. They broke when Vegeta got up and ran away like the devil was chasing him.
Vegeta threw his hand across the table knocking off over 30 wine glasses and 40 plates. The servent yelped and hurried from the kitchen,she was fearfull for her life, but Vegeta didn't care how fearfull he looked to the wench.
He brought a bloody hand to touch his lips and then looked over his shoulder to Princess Wenches room. Why did he do that? He never would have if he hadn't been trying to shut her the hell up, or so he told himself. And he did not like the feeling that rose in the pit of his stomach. a lust feeling he knew well enough, but why did it feel diffrent to him?
A/N: yeah! I'm happy, I liked this chapter! And I am so far stickin with my 1000 word min! And going over! So what if its only by like 50 or 60... it's still over! Now be good little, or big, readers and review this chapter. And If you do I'll update. Love you all, only if you review!, Kim
By: Kim Johnston
Chapter 3: Hate isn't the feeling
Bulma was utterly confussed, how could someone so handsome be so crule? He had moved her sister! Bulma had given a fight but the man just whent about with his duties as if she were a fly he had no time to swat. She now sat in the corner crying her eyes out because she was alone, and worst of all had no idea if her sister was alright! And kami she wanted her father and wanted to be held by her mother and by kami her her first order of buisness was to run streight to Queen Roxane and curl up in her lap crying! And no she didn't care if everyone thought her planet weak! She needed a mother ASAP! Then she'd snitch on that meat head Prince Troll!
She cried herself to sleep not even noticing that she feel to the side and was curled up in a small ball on the cold tile floor. The door opened and in walked a guard carring food and clothes. He blinked at her form on the ground and decided not to wake her, he didn't need to know what the girl was doing, hell he had enough problems with his own children... yet that brought the thought that if it were his daughter he'd want someone to check on her. So Bardock sighed and carefully awoke the girl and greated her in a bow.
"Princess Bulma, your bed is there on the ground. I have brought you your meal and I have gotten your clothes, M'Lady." Bardock stood and held a hand out to help her up. Sh etook it and stood on sleeping legs, but didn't fall.She took a seat on the bed and looked at the food.
"Thank you." Bulma managed and diped her spoon in the soup pulling the thin liquid out and leting it rll off the spoon back into the bowl.
"Your highness, I have five children, four boys and one daughter and because I would not like them to be in a spot such as you are now might I be aloud to ask what troubles you?"
"Your Prince." Bulma says tears in her eyes once again.
"My Prince is a great comander M'lady and a great fighter along with a great deal of other great things, but he is not a great understander of emotions." Bardock smiles slightly. "He only knows the emotions; hate, fear, pain, lonliness and revenge... It is mine as well as many others wish, hope, dream that someone teaches him a few more emotions, would you know anyone willing?" With that he bowed and left a pondering Bulma.
Vegeta sat at his thrown lost in his own world. He looked around and noticed no one was around. He stood and whent to the hall but found no one till he reached the chamber area and then only posted guards who bowed to him. He needed to talk to someone. So he headed to Princess Wenches room.
Vegeta threw open the door and stalked in. He looked around and found a full tray of food on the desk and a sleeping Bulma in bed. He looked at her clock and nearly cursed. He hadn't guessed it was so late, or early whichever you seen it as. Bulma turned in her sleeping state to him, her blue hair falling into her face.
Vegeta let his fingers brush the hair from her face and linger there for a few moments more then needed. He then bent down and stared her in the face. Bulma's eyes fluttered and the opened. He held a hand over her mouth so her scream wasn't heard and sculded her as if she were three. He released her and she growled.
"What in Kami's name are you doing here?!"
"I heard this annoying sound and found you snoring like a wild pig when he's sniffing." Vegeta smirks.
"I don't belive you. I've never been told I snor."
"Unlike everyone eles, I'm not nice."
"Chi Chi woud have told." Bulma sits up in bed. "Hasn't anone told you you have to knock before entering a Ladies chambers?"
"Not that I lisened too." Vegeta smirks and sits down on her bed at the feet. His black eyes staring up at her.
"Your a pig." Bulma says sudently covering herself up to her chin in blankets.
Vegeta snikered at her and moved closer causing Bulma to back up agianst the wall. "Are you enjoying your alone time?" He asked in a ment to hurt tone.
Bulma glared at him tears entering her eyes. "I hate you, loath you, dispise you with every fiber on my being!" She turned herface away from his as tears spilled from her eyes. Vegeta pulled her face around to meet his and smirked at her crying self. he then leaned down and kissed a tear that had just fell. Bulma blinked and pulled her face away from his hand.
"And I fell the same about you Princess Wench." Vegeta said while chuckling evily.
"Get the hell out of here Prince Troll!" Bulma throws a pillow at him and finds herself pined to the bed in a painfull manner. Vegeta twisted her arm which threatened to snap and she cried out. But his mouth caught her scream and suddenly his grip was gone, except the grip on her lips. Bulma closed her eyes and kissed him back. They broke when Vegeta got up and ran away like the devil was chasing him.
Vegeta threw his hand across the table knocking off over 30 wine glasses and 40 plates. The servent yelped and hurried from the kitchen,she was fearfull for her life, but Vegeta didn't care how fearfull he looked to the wench.
He brought a bloody hand to touch his lips and then looked over his shoulder to Princess Wenches room. Why did he do that? He never would have if he hadn't been trying to shut her the hell up, or so he told himself. And he did not like the feeling that rose in the pit of his stomach. a lust feeling he knew well enough, but why did it feel diffrent to him?
A/N: yeah! I'm happy, I liked this chapter! And I am so far stickin with my 1000 word min! And going over! So what if its only by like 50 or 60... it's still over! Now be good little, or big, readers and review this chapter. And If you do I'll update. Love you all, only if you review!, Kim