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Melina- Loads of crazy fun stuff is going to happen when they go home! Trust me, I'm the only one who knows!! mu hahahahaha Hey! I haven't winked yet in this chapter. ;)
Nitte is- You are right! I do mean regent... not Reagent! I have no idea where that came from, oh wait! yes I do. I'm idiot, that's where it cam from! hahaha Thank you for setting me straight!
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Alright! On with the story people! ;) {7 winks so far, Seruleyan!!} Sorry, kind of an inside joke! ;) 8
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Chapter 8:
"The raids went perfectly, but."
Yamcha glared at the man. "But what?"
"Ansolus was wounded, and no one was around to help him escape. I fear he's been captured and the saiyans will figure out that it was us," Mycal added quickly, bowing to his master to hide the fearful look on his face.
Yamcha groaned and rubbed his temple. "Great," he muttered irately. "I didn't want them to know we were behind it, you fool! This will ruin everything," he shouted at his second in command.
Mycal nodded miserably. "Forgive me, Master Yamcha."
A tall, redheaded woman walked into the room and bowed to Yamcha. "Sir, Lady Marron wishes to see you before dinner," she announced politely.
He frowned. "Tell her I'll meet her in my office in ten minutes, Carin."
"As you wish, Master Yamcha," she replied with another bow.
"This really screws with my plans, Mycal!" Yamcha stood up, tossing his long black cape on the floor and stalking over to the window. He had an excellent view of the ocean from his new base. "If Vegetasei knows I attacked their ships, then I'll never get Akira and Prince Arro to agree to meet with me."
"With all due respect, sir. Now that Prince Arthos as left for Riessei, perhaps Akira will be more willing to let you land. It's worth a shot."
The scar faced leader glared at the waves that crashed against the fine white sand of the beach below his window. It hardly seemed worth it anymore. With Vegeta dead, his revenge was just pointless. He clenched his fists at his side and closed his eyes. 'No!' There was still one other person that he would gain revenge from, and there was something he desired still, to this very day, that he had to have! With Vegeta out of the picture, it would just be much easier to follow through with his original plans.
"Send a private message to her, then. Tell her I wish to discuss terms for the release of Ansolus. I'm sure they've kept him alive and well."
~*~
A little girl with long black hair and dark eyes ran into Akira's room and jumped on the bed, waking the sorceress from a restless night's sleep.
"Kir! Kir, wake up!" The young saiyan princess cried out.
Startled, Akira sat up and looked around frantically. "Huh?! What's going on?" She swiped her silver curls from her face and looked down at the princess. "Indara, what are you doing in here?"
"It's almost noon," the little girl replied. "You promised to take me on a picnic," she reminded in an accusing tone.
Akira had the pleasure of taking in all three of the royal children after the king and queen passed away, and Indara thought of her as a mother, which wasn't too far from the truth. Sighing, Akira let her body fall back onto her soft bed. "Give me a few minutes to clean up, Indy. Okay?"
"Yeah! I'll go to the kitchens and make sure they pack us lots of goodies! Arro and Cass wanted to come along too." The little princess jumped off the bed and ran to the door. "I told them it was okay!"
'Just great,' Akira thought. Her and Arro still hadn't made up since their fight over Arthos, and she really had no desire to spend the afternoon with him. She threw her covers back and got out of bed. "I'll meet you in the throne room," she told Indara and was relieved when she was finally gone.
Crossing the room, she opened the door that lead to the bathroom. A nice hot shower would do her good and calm her nerves before having to face three hyperactive royal brats. Just as she turned on the water, she heard something beeping. It was her communications terminal.
"Argh! If that's Arthos, I'm going to kill him," she growled. He was the only one that ever used it to contact her. She punched the receive button. "What do you want?!"
"Forgive me for interrupting your afternoon, your grace."
Akira glanced at the speaker with interest. "Who is this?"
"Commander Mycal, of Master Yamcha's fleet," he answered.
"And why are you contacting me on my personal com-link?" She demanded.
"My master wishes a private audience with you to barter for the life of one of his men."
"Tell Yamcha he has no right to make requests or demands of the royal house of Vegetasei after attacking five of our ships and stealing hundreds of thousands of credits worth of equipment!"
"He offers to return all stolen goods in exchange for Captain Ansolus," Mycal told her quickly, fearing she might terminate their call.
"I don't make deals with pirates, especially ones named Yamcha!" She cut the link before he could reply further.
~*~
Vegeta walked through the halls of the small palace his 'wife' had inhabited for the past five years. He was in deep thought over her odd behavior. The Marron her remembered was nothing more than a manipulative, coward who rarely found the courage to throw argumentative words at someone that was obviously stronger than her, but now, she seemed to have made a strange turn around.
He had observed her silently all day, watched her order servants around, but there was a kindness about her that he didn't remember her ever showing toward servants on Vegetasei. These people seemed to worship the ground she walked on! Trunks hadn't stayed mad at her for more than an hour, and Vegeta watched with interest from the shadowed woods as they ran off mid- afternoon for some private time. She played with him like she was a child again herself, which struck him very odd. Marron had hated being around his two younger brothers. She ignored them when they tried to talk or play with her, and as a result, she was often the butt of Arro's devious pranks. Had motherhood possibly changed her in a good way?
He stopped outside her bedroom door and glanced around. It was so late that not even the servants were up and about. He opened the door as quietly as possible and walked in. It wasn't as elaborately decorated as he would have imagined it to be. What happened to her love for all the expensive knickknacks and jewels and sheets?! He moved closer to the bed and glared down at her.
One thing hadn't changed. She was still beautiful, more so than he remembered her being! He took in her perfect features with admiration. Her dark blue lashes rested lightly upon her cheeks, and her curly hair was haloed around her beautiful face. It was like the first time he laid eyes on her all over again! He had only been twenty when they married, and despised himself now for acting like such a besotted fool when they had met. Though it had been strictly a physical attraction on his part, he had vowed that she would be his. Nothing but the best for the saiyan prince, he had told himself at the time.
'Look where it lead to,' he thought sarcastically. 'I should have married Akira instead.' That thought angered him for some reason, but the anger was directed at himself. He had played Akira for years, something he hadn't noticed until he was given five horrible years of solitude to ponder his life. He had seriously messed up his closest friend's life quite a few times just to satisfy his own desires to keep her close to him, and she remained loyal to him more than anyone else! He promised to set it all right when he returned to Vegetasei. He'd beg her forgiveness if it came down to it!
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Bulma opened her eyes slowly, blinking back the haze of sleep. Someone was in her room. She turned onto her other side and let out a scream when she saw Vegeta sitting on the edge of the bed. He snapped out of his thoughts and growled at her.
"Cease your screeching, woman! Are you trying to damage my hearing?" Why was he trying to be civil with her?!
"What the hell are you doing in here?" There she went again, against character, being all brave with her words.
He smirked slowly at her, causing a shiver to run down her spine. "Most married couples share a room, Marron, or have you forgotten this?"
She didn't think it were possible for her eyes to widen any more than they already were, but they did! Bulma subconsciously pulled the sheets up to her chin and pointed toward the door. "Not this married couple. Get out!"
His eyes narrowed and leaned forward quickly, catching her chin firmly in his right hand. "We might not have gotten along perfectly, but you've never denied me before." He let his gaze fall to her bare shoulders, then down farther at her chest.
'Goddess, help me,' Bulma pleaded. If he tried anything with her, she wasn't sure if she would be able to stop it. A part of her was far too curious about exploring the physical part of a relationship with this darkly handsome prince sitting before her. She gave him a pleading look. "Please leave me alone, Vegeta," she whispered.
"Tonight perhaps," he assured her. "But you are my wife, and you will start acting like a proper wife should."
He released her and walked out of the room without so much as a second look. She was glad because she didn't want him to see how she was shaking. It wasn't out of fear that was for sure!
~*~
Prince Arthos sat on the bridge of his command ship, cradling his head in both palms. He felt so pathetic at the moment that he actually wanted to cry. Why was she doing this to him? To herself?!
"Your highness, we're about to entering Riessei's atmosphere."
"Whatever," he mumbled. He suddenly grabbed the captain by the arm and pulled him back to his side. "Change course," he ordered quickly.
All of his men turned from their stations to look at him. He glared at them. "I said change course!"
"Yes of course, Prince Arthos," Captain Fynelle "But where are we heading? Back to Vegetasei again?"
Arthos narrowed his eyes. "I will not be going back to Vegetasei again unless it's for political reasons. We're going to Merces."
"Sire, your father is on the com-link. He wishes to speak to you at once," a man called out from behind him.
The prince stomped over to the terminal and pressed the gren button. "What?!" He hissed through clenched teeth.
"She has rejected you again I see," the aging king spoke calmly on the other end. "Perhaps now you will get over your silly obsession with her and find a suitable queen."
"I'm not listening to this stupid lecture of yours again." Arthos terminated the link and turned back to the captain. "Let's get moving!"
~*~
Cass was running ahead of them with Indara. They two were holding hands and laughing and skipping and being typical children. Akira smiled sadly at them. She wished the king and queen could see them like this.
"What are you thinking about, Kir?"
She kept her eyes on the two children ahead of her. "Your parents," she aswered.
Arro nodded. "I'm sorry about the other day. It's none of my business what you choose to do with your life."
Akira shrugged. "You were just concerned. Don't worry about it so much. I'll get over it," she assured him with a sideways glance and a quick smile. "Let's just try to have some fun this afternoon. It's pretty rare that we get to do this kind of thing."
He smiled back and grabbed her hand. "Thanks, Akira."
~*~
The transcript printed off quickly, and Radditz snatched it up before it could fall to the floor. His eyes scanned the off white sheet of paper, and he mumbled along with the words. "Holy shit!" He ran over and copied the transmission for the capital world, Icesei, so that the masses of Vegetasei could read it for themselves. Once it was uploaded onto the news pages, he picked up the paper and ran down the hall to find one of his brothers or his sister. Anyone of importance!
~*~
Hmm, What is Yamcha's big plan? Why does he want revenge? Where exactly is Arro going? Vegeta keeps getting more and more confused and suspicious by his 'wife's behavior! And what is the big news from Icesei that Radditz just got his hands on?! Who knows?!?!?!?! Certainly not me hahahahah! j/k I do know, maybe....
Don't forget to Review!
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PANDORA ;)
Joelie the Messenger of Death- Aww! Thank you. I hope I didn't make Vegeta too soft in that father/son moment though!
Tmh-froggie- Thanks a lot! There will be much more father/son bonding and B/V romance soon. I promise. I'm trying to make the chapters a bit longer!
Melina- Loads of crazy fun stuff is going to happen when they go home! Trust me, I'm the only one who knows!! mu hahahahaha Hey! I haven't winked yet in this chapter. ;)
Nitte is- You are right! I do mean regent... not Reagent! I have no idea where that came from, oh wait! yes I do. I'm idiot, that's where it cam from! hahaha Thank you for setting me straight!
Sorceress Fujin- Here's more! Lots more in fact! Thanks for reviewing ;)
Seruleyan-Wings- You again! Sheesh! hehehe j/k! I luuurv ya, ya know it! haha. It's so fun to talk to you on AIM, and I'm so happy you love this story so much! Thanks a lot! More evil twists to come!! And everyone should bug you to write your story, cuz I know it's gonna be grreeeat! (Like Tony the Tiger great!) ;) -- That's 3 so far in this chapter! haha
Videlchan 313- I hate when I accidentally close stuff, especially with my slow computer! It's not cool, but anyhow! Thank you so much for reading and reviewing!
Hinagiku- It's going to be interesting, I hope! ;) thanks!
Adbzfan2k03- I wonder what will hapen when they get there, too! mu hahahaha Everyone's gonna have to wait though. I'm thinking two chapter 'til they arrive on Vegetasei!
Mini Nicka- Isn't he!?!?! ;)
The Tragic Priestess Kikyo- I think this chapter will make some people happy! ;) I'll be semi-nice author this time hehehehe
Dopey- Oh, thanks for such kinds words! I'm really glad you like this story!
Alright! On with the story people! ;) {7 winks so far, Seruleyan!!} Sorry, kind of an inside joke! ;) 8
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Chapter 8:
"The raids went perfectly, but."
Yamcha glared at the man. "But what?"
"Ansolus was wounded, and no one was around to help him escape. I fear he's been captured and the saiyans will figure out that it was us," Mycal added quickly, bowing to his master to hide the fearful look on his face.
Yamcha groaned and rubbed his temple. "Great," he muttered irately. "I didn't want them to know we were behind it, you fool! This will ruin everything," he shouted at his second in command.
Mycal nodded miserably. "Forgive me, Master Yamcha."
A tall, redheaded woman walked into the room and bowed to Yamcha. "Sir, Lady Marron wishes to see you before dinner," she announced politely.
He frowned. "Tell her I'll meet her in my office in ten minutes, Carin."
"As you wish, Master Yamcha," she replied with another bow.
"This really screws with my plans, Mycal!" Yamcha stood up, tossing his long black cape on the floor and stalking over to the window. He had an excellent view of the ocean from his new base. "If Vegetasei knows I attacked their ships, then I'll never get Akira and Prince Arro to agree to meet with me."
"With all due respect, sir. Now that Prince Arthos as left for Riessei, perhaps Akira will be more willing to let you land. It's worth a shot."
The scar faced leader glared at the waves that crashed against the fine white sand of the beach below his window. It hardly seemed worth it anymore. With Vegeta dead, his revenge was just pointless. He clenched his fists at his side and closed his eyes. 'No!' There was still one other person that he would gain revenge from, and there was something he desired still, to this very day, that he had to have! With Vegeta out of the picture, it would just be much easier to follow through with his original plans.
"Send a private message to her, then. Tell her I wish to discuss terms for the release of Ansolus. I'm sure they've kept him alive and well."
~*~
A little girl with long black hair and dark eyes ran into Akira's room and jumped on the bed, waking the sorceress from a restless night's sleep.
"Kir! Kir, wake up!" The young saiyan princess cried out.
Startled, Akira sat up and looked around frantically. "Huh?! What's going on?" She swiped her silver curls from her face and looked down at the princess. "Indara, what are you doing in here?"
"It's almost noon," the little girl replied. "You promised to take me on a picnic," she reminded in an accusing tone.
Akira had the pleasure of taking in all three of the royal children after the king and queen passed away, and Indara thought of her as a mother, which wasn't too far from the truth. Sighing, Akira let her body fall back onto her soft bed. "Give me a few minutes to clean up, Indy. Okay?"
"Yeah! I'll go to the kitchens and make sure they pack us lots of goodies! Arro and Cass wanted to come along too." The little princess jumped off the bed and ran to the door. "I told them it was okay!"
'Just great,' Akira thought. Her and Arro still hadn't made up since their fight over Arthos, and she really had no desire to spend the afternoon with him. She threw her covers back and got out of bed. "I'll meet you in the throne room," she told Indara and was relieved when she was finally gone.
Crossing the room, she opened the door that lead to the bathroom. A nice hot shower would do her good and calm her nerves before having to face three hyperactive royal brats. Just as she turned on the water, she heard something beeping. It was her communications terminal.
"Argh! If that's Arthos, I'm going to kill him," she growled. He was the only one that ever used it to contact her. She punched the receive button. "What do you want?!"
"Forgive me for interrupting your afternoon, your grace."
Akira glanced at the speaker with interest. "Who is this?"
"Commander Mycal, of Master Yamcha's fleet," he answered.
"And why are you contacting me on my personal com-link?" She demanded.
"My master wishes a private audience with you to barter for the life of one of his men."
"Tell Yamcha he has no right to make requests or demands of the royal house of Vegetasei after attacking five of our ships and stealing hundreds of thousands of credits worth of equipment!"
"He offers to return all stolen goods in exchange for Captain Ansolus," Mycal told her quickly, fearing she might terminate their call.
"I don't make deals with pirates, especially ones named Yamcha!" She cut the link before he could reply further.
~*~
Vegeta walked through the halls of the small palace his 'wife' had inhabited for the past five years. He was in deep thought over her odd behavior. The Marron her remembered was nothing more than a manipulative, coward who rarely found the courage to throw argumentative words at someone that was obviously stronger than her, but now, she seemed to have made a strange turn around.
He had observed her silently all day, watched her order servants around, but there was a kindness about her that he didn't remember her ever showing toward servants on Vegetasei. These people seemed to worship the ground she walked on! Trunks hadn't stayed mad at her for more than an hour, and Vegeta watched with interest from the shadowed woods as they ran off mid- afternoon for some private time. She played with him like she was a child again herself, which struck him very odd. Marron had hated being around his two younger brothers. She ignored them when they tried to talk or play with her, and as a result, she was often the butt of Arro's devious pranks. Had motherhood possibly changed her in a good way?
He stopped outside her bedroom door and glanced around. It was so late that not even the servants were up and about. He opened the door as quietly as possible and walked in. It wasn't as elaborately decorated as he would have imagined it to be. What happened to her love for all the expensive knickknacks and jewels and sheets?! He moved closer to the bed and glared down at her.
One thing hadn't changed. She was still beautiful, more so than he remembered her being! He took in her perfect features with admiration. Her dark blue lashes rested lightly upon her cheeks, and her curly hair was haloed around her beautiful face. It was like the first time he laid eyes on her all over again! He had only been twenty when they married, and despised himself now for acting like such a besotted fool when they had met. Though it had been strictly a physical attraction on his part, he had vowed that she would be his. Nothing but the best for the saiyan prince, he had told himself at the time.
'Look where it lead to,' he thought sarcastically. 'I should have married Akira instead.' That thought angered him for some reason, but the anger was directed at himself. He had played Akira for years, something he hadn't noticed until he was given five horrible years of solitude to ponder his life. He had seriously messed up his closest friend's life quite a few times just to satisfy his own desires to keep her close to him, and she remained loyal to him more than anyone else! He promised to set it all right when he returned to Vegetasei. He'd beg her forgiveness if it came down to it!
~*~
Bulma opened her eyes slowly, blinking back the haze of sleep. Someone was in her room. She turned onto her other side and let out a scream when she saw Vegeta sitting on the edge of the bed. He snapped out of his thoughts and growled at her.
"Cease your screeching, woman! Are you trying to damage my hearing?" Why was he trying to be civil with her?!
"What the hell are you doing in here?" There she went again, against character, being all brave with her words.
He smirked slowly at her, causing a shiver to run down her spine. "Most married couples share a room, Marron, or have you forgotten this?"
She didn't think it were possible for her eyes to widen any more than they already were, but they did! Bulma subconsciously pulled the sheets up to her chin and pointed toward the door. "Not this married couple. Get out!"
His eyes narrowed and leaned forward quickly, catching her chin firmly in his right hand. "We might not have gotten along perfectly, but you've never denied me before." He let his gaze fall to her bare shoulders, then down farther at her chest.
'Goddess, help me,' Bulma pleaded. If he tried anything with her, she wasn't sure if she would be able to stop it. A part of her was far too curious about exploring the physical part of a relationship with this darkly handsome prince sitting before her. She gave him a pleading look. "Please leave me alone, Vegeta," she whispered.
"Tonight perhaps," he assured her. "But you are my wife, and you will start acting like a proper wife should."
He released her and walked out of the room without so much as a second look. She was glad because she didn't want him to see how she was shaking. It wasn't out of fear that was for sure!
~*~
Prince Arthos sat on the bridge of his command ship, cradling his head in both palms. He felt so pathetic at the moment that he actually wanted to cry. Why was she doing this to him? To herself?!
"Your highness, we're about to entering Riessei's atmosphere."
"Whatever," he mumbled. He suddenly grabbed the captain by the arm and pulled him back to his side. "Change course," he ordered quickly.
All of his men turned from their stations to look at him. He glared at them. "I said change course!"
"Yes of course, Prince Arthos," Captain Fynelle "But where are we heading? Back to Vegetasei again?"
Arthos narrowed his eyes. "I will not be going back to Vegetasei again unless it's for political reasons. We're going to Merces."
"Sire, your father is on the com-link. He wishes to speak to you at once," a man called out from behind him.
The prince stomped over to the terminal and pressed the gren button. "What?!" He hissed through clenched teeth.
"She has rejected you again I see," the aging king spoke calmly on the other end. "Perhaps now you will get over your silly obsession with her and find a suitable queen."
"I'm not listening to this stupid lecture of yours again." Arthos terminated the link and turned back to the captain. "Let's get moving!"
~*~
Cass was running ahead of them with Indara. They two were holding hands and laughing and skipping and being typical children. Akira smiled sadly at them. She wished the king and queen could see them like this.
"What are you thinking about, Kir?"
She kept her eyes on the two children ahead of her. "Your parents," she aswered.
Arro nodded. "I'm sorry about the other day. It's none of my business what you choose to do with your life."
Akira shrugged. "You were just concerned. Don't worry about it so much. I'll get over it," she assured him with a sideways glance and a quick smile. "Let's just try to have some fun this afternoon. It's pretty rare that we get to do this kind of thing."
He smiled back and grabbed her hand. "Thanks, Akira."
~*~
The transcript printed off quickly, and Radditz snatched it up before it could fall to the floor. His eyes scanned the off white sheet of paper, and he mumbled along with the words. "Holy shit!" He ran over and copied the transmission for the capital world, Icesei, so that the masses of Vegetasei could read it for themselves. Once it was uploaded onto the news pages, he picked up the paper and ran down the hall to find one of his brothers or his sister. Anyone of importance!
~*~
Hmm, What is Yamcha's big plan? Why does he want revenge? Where exactly is Arro going? Vegeta keeps getting more and more confused and suspicious by his 'wife's behavior! And what is the big news from Icesei that Radditz just got his hands on?! Who knows?!?!?!?! Certainly not me hahahahah! j/k I do know, maybe....
Don't forget to Review!
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PANDORA ;)