Living Is A Lonely Life

Chapter 7: I do.

Bulma took one last look at her home planet before boarding the ship to Vegeta.
She sweep a few locks from her face and her eyes shined as she looked over the land.
Nothing made her smile like Earth. Peaceful, beautiful Earth, the land of her people and
her sanctuary. Vegeta was opposite. No one, and I mean no one, could upset her faster then
him. All he had to do was step foot into the same building as her and she'd cringe and
frown. That was the reason she was dreading this trip, it would mean them together
forever. And what happened at a Sayian wedding anyhow? He never bothered to tell her
one lick about it. Dumbass. Thinking of the devil...

"I'm ready to leave this mud ball of a planet." Vegeta huffed pushing past Bulma
rudely.

"Whatever." Bulma muttered and sighed entering behind him.

"I've told them to do light all the way, we'll be there by dinner." Vegeta informed
Bulma off hand and sat down reading himself for takeoff. Bulma sat a chair behind him
and buckled herself in. This was going great so far.

"Are you going to tell me anything about the sayian wedding Vegeta, or will it all
be a surprise?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

"Sire, we are taking off in five seconds." A guard informed them bowing.

The ride was uneventful and Bulma ignored Vegeta by going to sleep, though he
still seemed to bother her just by being there. They arrived on time and had just enough
time to change for dinner. Bulma smiled and chatted in fake happiness to most the royal
guest and only one found them selves unimpressed by her acting skills.

"Queen Bulma, Such a pretty dress and that shade of green is lovely with you're
eyes. Where did you find it?" Queen Roxanne asked lightly running a finger over the silky
green dress.

"On Earth." Bulma smiled and the Queen took her arm prying her away from other
royalty to talk in private out in the garden.

"What's wrong?" Roxanna asked once seated.

"Nothing... Fine. I don't know anything about a sayian wedding, my husbands a
jerk, and I'm starting to think Earth might be better blown up instead of in Vegeta's care."
Bulma looked down. "Sorry he's your son, I shouldn't speak ill of him."

"Oh, you haven't said anything I wouldn't, less actually. Vegeta is a pig headed
jackass, but... he is smart and will know that Earth is important to him, and the trade
industry. Earth will be fine in his and your care. As for you and him… I can't say. Yet, as
a child my mother read to me a story, one from Earth- it was from a large collection of
'Fairy Tales', the story was long and I don't remember every word but I remember the
jests. There was a beautiful daughter of a inventor, her father got lost in the woods and
came upon a old castle which was under a spell, the servants all appliances and the King, a
horrible beast. Yet the beauty risked it all to come and save her father and take his place as
the capture. Thus the beast treated her with more respect and dignity then he had her
father, soon they were both in love with each other and at the end of the story a kiss from
the beauty broke the spell." The Queen waited a moment to see Bulma's smile then said in
a more understanding tone. "My son would never treat a capture different just because of
it's gender, nor would he give the capture freedom, nor would he let one go in turn for the
other he'd have captured her and tortured them both to death for the fun of it." Roxanna
looked away from the dreadful look on Bulma's face. "Yet, he like the beast might
change if given the right Beauty, and Kiss."

"I think I get what you're saying. About the Sayian wedding though, what will
happen?"

"A primal ritual. We, the sayian race, actually don't use it too much anymore. We
have grown to bonding and Earthling weddings. He has decided on this way to embrace
you... yet, he has forgotten. You have to spend the night alone with me."

"Why?"

"It was a loop for mothers who didn't like the chosen girl to get rid of her. But,
we'll use this as a excuse to get my son fired up." Roxanna smiled much like her son and
stood up. "Lets get ready shall we." Bulma nodded and stood not understanding but
trusting.

Vegeta stretched out in his bed and smirked at the though of Bulma in tomorrows
ceremonies. He laughed out loud and turned to lay on his side. "Get ready Woman, you'll
hate me for this."

"What was that Prince-" The naked woman beside him squeaked as he enclosed a
hand around her neck.

"I'm a King." He blasted her into the after world and smiled lightly.

The next day everything was getting ready. There was tables being set up outside
and entertainment was coming in. Fighters, animals, other planet entertainers and exotic
dancers. The ceremony was scheduled at night and it was noonish. Vegeta was
wondering around with nothing to do. He knew how the night events were to happen.

1.) Have dinner

2.) Exchange rights

3.) Exchange blood

4.) Fights

5.) The Run

6.) Well... what he had been waiting for..

Vegeta smirked as he though of himself and Bulma alone in the woods. The run
would be fun then after he would get his way. He checked the watch and sighed. It was
still hours away.

"Vegeta might I have a word with you." The King of Vegeta asked, well
commanded.

"I assume you will anyways."

"But of course. Now then, what are your plans for Earth?"

" That ' s none of your concern. "

"It is when for your gift you asked for 3/4ths the sayian army, a few of my greatest
men at that."

"If you're concerned for this planet, don't be. One day I will inherit Vegeta and so I
will not cause it harm."

"So you won't tell me?"

"No way, old man."

"Very well. Why not go to the springs and get ready?"

"Fine. Whatever." Vegeta turned walking off.

Soon the ceremony began. The royalty was seated above the common folk, yet
everyone was welcome to eat and watch the ceremony. First was dinner, Bulma was not
aloud to eat with them, she wasn't aloud to show herself until the third part and she would
be concealed. Vegeta looked at his parents and say his mother looked a bit too happy. He
narrowed his eyes as she walked over to began the second part.

"In the presets of all sayians and guest, I give over all my rights of caretaker to the
Queen of Earth, Bulma Briefs daughter of the late Bunny and Dr. Briefs, she has sworn to
take care and honor my son until her death. I give my blessing and hopes for healthy
sons and daughters to their homes." The Queen took hold of her sons face and kissed him
three times. The first on the forehead and the on the cheeks. She bowed and took a few
steps back giving room for her husband to enter.

The King cleared his throat and looked at his wife then son. "I in front of the sayian
race and guest, hereby announce that King Vegeta of Earth will still in turn inherit Vegeta
on my deathbed and everything I own, or owe. Thus I also offer him complete truce and
allieship in any battle that may find him. I accept, Queen Bulma of Earth herby as my
daughter and also wish a son and many girl children on him." The King of Vegeta looked
rather board and kissed his son's head before stepping back. From the shadows a cloaked
and masked, with a cloak hood and simple silver metal face mask, woman appeared the
only skin visible her right hand and wrist covered yet in a material like fishnets. She
approached Vegeta and bowed lightly to the King and Queen before handing the Queen her
right wrist, Vegeta handed his father his own and both parents drew a silver dagger stabbing
in unison where the wrists of each met, Vegeta's over Bulma's and neither of them crying
out, the ceremony continued.

Bulma was lead away by the Queen and Vegeta by The King to get ready for step
four.

A circle was made out of brick and cement, inside were two cells, one of females
the other males. Vegeta, King of Earth, entered first and opened the male cage. Twelve
large Sayians stepped out armed with axes, spears, or maces. Then enclosed around him. A
fight to the death, if the others won, then they inherited everything Vegeta had just gotten.
In no time the fight ended with Vegeta covered in blood and smiling.

But that was only part one. Vegeta walked over to the female cage. In the cage
were thirteen females, all wearing the same clothes and mask. Vegeta was to choice which
one was Bulma just by the poster and heath reading he got from himself. The females
were too covered to tell size or shape of their figures. However many times Vegeta
guessed wrong Bulma would have to fight.

Vegeta pointed to a woman who removed her mask. Gray cold eyes stared at
Vegeta and he let her out to get ready to fight. He thought a moment before picking the
next girl; she removed her mask and smiled lightly at him her dark black hair fanning out
around her in the sayian manner of long spikes. Bulma would have to fight two as of now,
and knowing Bulma she wouldn't be able to handle them, so Vegeta was thinking. Eleven
left and Vegeta's eye caught on something. He pointed to the girl and she removed her
mask, blue eyes and yet blonde hair greeted him. He cursed lightly at the crowds laugh
and pointed to another girl, move at random. She removed her mask and Vegeta blinked, it
was Bulma, yet her hair had been cut and styled in a sayian fashion, which he hissed at,
her pale skin had been coved in something to darken it and she had light painted markings
on her skin.

"Damn mother." He hissed and let her out of the cell. All four women removed the
heavy cloaks and were left in their chosen clothes.

The first in a amazonish style armor, the second in sayian armor, the third in no
armor but a belly shirt and black jeans (From Earth.). Bulma took her time undressing as
Vegeta's eyes were on her. She smiled lightly and fought off a laugh at his look. She had
nothing on but a mesh skirt much like pictures of jennies wore and a mesh tub top showing
off everything. On her wrist was a band to cancel out the gravity. Vegeta closed his mouth
and let out a hiss staring at his mother. "What did she do?" He asked hissing in Bulmas
ear.

"Don't you like it? She introduced me to immortal cream as well." Bulma smiled
lightly.

"Figures, only reason you look decent huh?" Vegeta laughed and pushed her
forward in the the fight. "Have fun losing."

"Don't count on it." Bulma said with a smile.

"Immortal cream, Roxanna?" The King of Vegeta smirked.

"Well yes, it lifts the skin and hides any blemishes that might have accrued... such
as stab wounds, bruises caused by our son, you know, plus it tightens the skin and hides
ageing signs."

Bulma smiled and let the girls make the first moves. She wasn't strong but, she had
a gravity band, if she lowered the gravity she could run faster then them and if she made it
right on fist and foot contact she could hit and kick harder. So she did, and after a good
hour she was worn out and panting yet the victor.

"Nice trick." Vegeta laughed.

"Thanks." Bulma muttered and walked over to him after evening her breath.
"Seems, it's almost over."

"I'll give you a head start then." Vegeta offered.

"I'll take you up on that." Bulma turned and walked off, yet turned the gravity on
her band down lower. She began to run though it was faster due to the less gravity. After
about five minutes Vegeta followed her, catching up in no time. Bulma looked back at him
and growled, she did not want to be caught. If she was that'd be the end and then it'd be
time to give her self over to him. Yet she was wore out from fighting and noticed her steps
becoming unsure and unsteady. She fell and Vegeta was there catching her, holding her in
sure arms, his fingers pressing into her skin and carefully caressing her, she noticed he
wasn't smirking and she smiled lightly laughing though out of breath and heart beating
fast.

"What?" Vegeta asked defensively. "What's so funny?"

Bulma shook her head. "Nothing. Nothing... I just, though for a moment you
actually cared about my safety."

"But I do." He smirked and in a motion laid her down on the ground his lips
pressed to hers.

A/N: Ok, so I have a few thank yours and all that to do. Also tell you all that if
you're looking for a love story go somewhere else. You won't find it here. This is about
as happy as the story will get. In the next chapters you will be facing, Death, Birth,
Betrayal, Limes, Beatings, Torched and D-Day. Thank you for your time and please
review.