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Chapter 8. The Lie
Bulma's questioning lasted a little over 6 hours, she repeated herself over and over to several different officers.
-So you don't know how counselor Onio and the other three saiyan died? - a royal officer asked for the thousand time.
-NO- she yelled –I WAS TOO BUSY NOT DYING!- Bulma stood up. And the officer asked her to sit down again –LOOK, I don't know more that what I told you. I was unconscious when those people die and the only thing I know is what I heard afterwards, which I'm not going to repeat because my mother always told me I shouldn't repeat rumors-
-What you heard is that Vegeta kill them?- the guard asked.
Bulma pressed her lips together –We should really be checking out your defense system - she crossed her arms around her chest and sank in her chair.
King Vegeta looked though the double mirror, he just got in a few minutes ago and his son a little while after him –My informant tells me that she hadn't said a single time that you kill them or you turning golden- King Vegeta smiled at his son –And I think she knows that's what the royal guard wants to hear-
-I already told them I'm responsible for the killings and turned super saiyan for them- Vegeta said annoyed, then she heard Bulma laughing, catching his attention, and the royal officer blushed.
-So, is checking me out part of the process?- she asked –Tell me do you want to do a cavity search- the woman gave him a mischievous look.
-Dr. Briefs this is important matter, I have to ask you to conduct yourself in a proper manner- the royal guild warn her.
-Says the man I caught looking at my breasts!- Bulma pointed at the officer who was red as a tomato and the woman felt almost sorry for him –Don't feel bad, they are a impressive pair- The officer smiled charmingly to her.
Vegeta wrote something down and gave it to another officer; you went into the room to hand the piece of paper down. The royal officer turned pale –We're done- he said and Bulma looked at him –So, like that. You're letting me go? - The officer nod. Bulma stood up and opened the door looking confused –You should really let me check your defense system- the man nod again. –Should I do it right know?-
-I'll set up everything, you'll get a call- the pale officer said sheepishly –Ok- Bulma got out.
-What did the paper say?- the king asked Vegeta.
-I just asked him if he wanted to be my fifth victim of the day- The prince said as he walk out of the room while he's father gave him a reproaching look.
Vegeta found Bulma on his private hangar, looking at a computer panel. He haunted its entrance without getting actually into the room.
-You're been annoying- Bulma said as she detached her computer to the GR's external panel. Vegeta froze -You arrived at a good time, the GR is officially updated and in full operation conditions- she chanted, still Vegeta didn't move. –Vegeta, quit being an ass and get over here- she spat, the prince frown but complied with her demand.
-It works the same, but now it runs up to 300 G and you can used it for 20 hours without brakes.- She added as she finish wrapping her things up. –Well, I'll leave you to play with it- Bulma took a bag and a large box with capsules and walk to her room, leaving him behind.
Bulma took a shower and then a bath, it had been a long day and she could still feel herself being covered in blood. When she got out, she heard a knock she looked at the door confused and then to her balcony door were Vegeta stood.
-Did you have a problem with the GR?- She asked concern.
-No- Vegeta said nothing more as he stood at the balcony. *Did he know?* she asked herself in panic.
-Do you need something? - she said to break the silence.
-No- the saiyan prince replied again.
-Is there some kind of problem?- she question –Don't you dare to answered me with monosyllables- she added and Vegeta watched her for a few moments.
-May I come in? - The saiyan prince asked in a very polite tone.
-Am I in trouble? - she asked as she sat on a chair.
Vegeta wanted to say no, but remember what Bulma said earlier –I don't think so- he replied and Bulma gave him a signal to sit in the chair in front of her, he did. Both of them sat without talking for 10 minutes.
-I would like to go to sleep. Maybe we can have this nonexistent conversation another time- she said with a smile almost standing form her sit, but sat back down as Vegeta started to talk.
-I… what happened- Vegeta babbled.
-If you are going to excuse yourself; I have to tell you I'm been asked for forgiveness like a million time, not in the mood for another round. It's not your fault- Bulma explained.
-I covered you in my enemy's blood- he sounded alarm.
Bulma laughed –Yeah, well, some woman get flowers, other chocolates, I personally prefer diamonds. Let's never try that one again- Vegeta was mute, Bulma was getting stressed with the heavy silence.
-Well, anyway. Apology accepted and the forgiveness has been given. - She said moving her hand in the air trying to be serious about the matter –I should really get some sleep, I have a meeting at 10 am, that's in 3 hours, with the new counselor of defense that you assign yourself. Congratulations- she said – I don't recall his name… -
-Nappa- Vegeta cleared him and she nod. Again with the silence –Well…- Bulma yawn, stretching to see if the prince got her indirect approach, but he didn't move. –Ok, either you talk or I'll be kicking you out though the balcony! - She yelled. Vegeta got out of his chair and walk to the balcony, she breathed in relief.
-I thought about what you said- the saiyan cleared his throat and stood looking outside Bulma's room. –You have to be more specific I tend to talk a lot- she said trying to unsuccessfully light the mood. Vegeta continue with his speech –About that I should have a backup plan, in the unlikely case that I didn't find the red headed girl-
Bulma felt like a heavy bolder was been lifted from her chest *I'm safe* she thought. The saiyan prince continue talking –The more I think about, the more I know that the only other woman that had make an impression on me is…- Vegeta paused, Bulma was in cloud nine, dancing her heart out, when she was suddenly shoot to the ground –YOU- he finished.
-YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!- she yelled without much thought and then her head light up–If, you're afraid that I go talking about your blonde hair or something I ASSURE YO I WON'T-
-I don't care- he seemed confused. –It's not about that, I have thought about it and you are an adequate choice-
Bulma hit herself with the palm on her forehead –I would try to explain this. As a human female, been chosen for, let's called it "wife or queen", just because: a) She smells good; b) She was the best fuck; or c) she's an adequate choice; is not compelling, actually those are the definition of horrible reasons.- Bulma crossed her arms over her chest and waited.
-Sex- he said and Bulma looked puzzled –You said fuck instead, I said the best sex-
-Trust me, that's not better. - Bulma rolled her eyes. -I know you have to choose a queen despising of, well, anything. But I think, at least, it should be a well informed choice, you still have time-
-I think you are confused- Vegeta turn to face her –Yes, the mystery red headed girl smelled good and, yes, best SEX I ever had, every time I remember how she made me feel I yearn for her, I need her.- Bulma look at him in dismay as he continued talking – You are an impossible woman, you're stubborn, demanding and you act like as if you own the place as if everyone was below you- He said and Bulma was about to yell at him, but he proceeded -But you are stubborn because your spirit doesn't let you give up, you are demanding because you asked from everyone else half of what you ask yourself and, yes, you are superior that everybody else. I'm not making my decision hastily-
-I'm sorry- she whispered -I'll think about it- Bulma said very embarrassed, she was so ashamed and the things that he said to her body and mind have her very confused.
-Just to be clear I'm not choosing you- Vegeta grinned –You're the second option, I would only had to use you as the spare in the unlikely event that I don't find the red headed girl- Vegeta seemed very happy to clear her that.
Bulma frown at him –You're an asshole, you hear me!-
-How can't I not hear you when you're yelling- the prince replied.
-GET OUT, YOU JERK!- she added –Yes, you need to rest, you're getting all moody- he said as he flew out of the room. –JUST SO YOU KNOW, I'M NOBODIES SPEAR!- She screamed into oblivion.
*I know* Vegeta thought *I just couldn't hear you say no*
Bulma has spent all morning fixing the defense and alarm system, she detected several things and the royal army was deployed, and thanks to the fear that the enemies had for the new condition of "God" of the prince most of them turned themselves in. She even begun to question if they actually needed such system, but then decided it was better be safe than sorry and she could place a shield that can sustain a critical impact to the planet.
She looked at the time almost 3 p.m. She had missed the royal banquet, she smiled remember Vegeta's word. *you're so calmed sitting there* the little voice in her head warn her and she dismissed it *Look, the red headed girl is still his first option and YOU ARE THE REDHEAD* the small voice yelled *He's not going to find out* Bulma thought.
*Cool, then you're the SPARE* the scolding voice in her head said –We established that I'M NO ONE SPARE* Bulma replied to the little voice.
*What about the KING?* the little voice in her head asked *what about him?* Bulma asked quizzically *Well, if he don't find you, I mean, the redheaded, and if he doesn't have a spare. The King will address him a queen, and he told you he was considering you, maybe he will see this as a way to make emends for all that happens* the little voice said and Bulma froze.
-No, no, no- she said while correcting something in the new design of the system, she stopped –I mean NO, right?-
-Dr. Briefs- a very tall female saiyan approach her and Bulma face her –I came to invite you to the departing gathering, it's no ball, but is the royal family way to excuse themselves for its untimely cancellation.- the female gave her a golden invitation –Is tonight at 8 pm and I can send you the royal tailors-
-Thank you, but I'm swap here- Bulma said.
-You could spare me a night- a familiar male voice said. –Dr. Briefs, you have done enough. Nappa tells me thanks to your modifications were safe. We'll just have to wait for the new system- The King said and the tall female saiyan bowed.
-That I haven't finish to design- Bulma said as he smiled at him.
-And you will, I won't take a "No" for an answer- the King assure and she smile –Ok, I'll go and I don't need you to send me the royal tailor- Bulma said to both the King and the girl.
The blue head emerged from her bath, this time she smelled like chocolate and coffee. Bulma put her hair up in a bun, letting her beautiful neck on display, her dress strapped as a choker that was made with crystals and gold strings. The dress was a purple long dress with two big openings to the side that start just below her hips and let her legs show gracefully; its back was completely bare, the exposed skin stopped exactly at where her sacrum bone was placed. Finally the front of the dress had a small window that lightly showed a peek of her breasts.
It was the kind of dress that Bulma loved, a dress that could make any man kneel to her and every woman envy of her. She painted her lips and walk to the gathering, she was elegantly late as she like it.
Vegeta was at the royal table; very concern that the redhead he was looking for was nowhere to be found. Almost every guest of the list had arrived and he knew that she was in her planet because he smelled her twice.
The meeting hall had a green floor with yellow splatters. Small tables were place everywhere, there was a huge buffet, like nothing she had ever seen and an impressive to story bar. Royal guards and guests were scattered talking, until Bulma got in. Her silhouette almost danced as she walked, her dress moving freely as her legs came to show and hide again. Bulma glided around the room with an air of victory, as she knew that she had everyone's attention because truthfully she did.
She then glance at the counselors gathering, all of their eyes widen and mouth gaped open at the sigh and she nod with a polite smile as a salute, then turn to the royal table and gave both father and son a wink. She then turned her bareback to them.
The King almost choked –Well, now is more than clear why no one can compete with Bulma Briefs.- He said looking at his son and was shocked by Vegeta's longing eyes. –You should probably get her something to drink- his fathered said and the prince nod.
Vegeta offer the woman a tall glass with a bubbly green beverage, she took it. –Aren't you going to ask how I'm doing with my search for a queen? - he asked.
-It can be going good if you are with the spare- Bulma drank her weird concoction. It tasted minty and sweet –This is good-
-So, you're accepting it- he said in disbelief.
-God, no!- she yelled at him and he laughed.
-I know she came to Vegeta-sei, I know she's here- he said -Maybe I should get up there- he pointed to the podium –And asked for the girl who had sex with me in a storage room at you party-
-And here I thought you couldn't be romantic- she said sarcastically –Your father will kill you.
It was almost 1 a.m. Bulma was really tired, she fought not to yawn as she tried to keep herself awake, while one of the counselor talk her to death. She walked off when the King summoned her.
-You're a life savior- she said to the King who smiled to her -You seem tired- the King said –You should go to rest.
-You're right- she replied and moments later she walked out of the hall.
-Vegeta- Goku said and he rolled his eyes.
-KAKAROTTO, I told you, is prince Vegeta or your highness- the man corrected him as he sat at the royal table.
-Vegeta, don't be like that- Goku said and Vegeta glared at him –Chi chi has an idea that could help you found your girl- he said getting Vegeta's full attention.
-Yes, prince Vegeta- Chi chi said –I took photos of all the guest at Bulma´s party with my orb-cam- she handed a rectangular device –You just need to look at them, and you certainly will find her, and then we can trace who she is- she smiled.
-That's a very smart idea, what are you doing with Kakarotto?- he asked while he looked at the folder –You took 6021 photos?- he was shocked –It's going to take me forever –he complained, opening the folder. There first photo showed a platinum blond girl with fairy wings that he recognize as Kakarotto's woman, next to her was his red headed girl holding a drink and smiling, the flash of the camera revealed him that her eyes weren't violet –Blue- he said.
Chichi looked down to see the photo –How odd you call Bulma the same way his father does-she smiled at him. Vegeta eyes turn green, his hair blond and his aura golden as he crushed the little device on his hands. All the people of the party gasp, his father was about to asked him, what seem to be his problem, but Vegeta was long gone.
-You think Bulma is in trouble? - Chi chi asked –No, why would she?- Goku questioned, and Chi chi rolled her eyes and gave him a kiss.
**Wait for final in chapter 9, it's the final chapter...