-1Can't Rain All The Time
Chapter 17
Bad Feelings
By
Bulma
-2 Days!-
-New Vegeta-sei!-
The trip to the planet was nothing short of dull if you were the Prince of all Saiyans. He couldn't get any proper training done and his new Royal Advisors were re-educating him on the cultures of Vegeta-sei. Truth is Vegeta never really forgot one law or custom. He kept it all with him. It's what got him through some of the worst tortures from under Frieza's empire. He made sure Trunks was in on everything. He wanted to make sure his Son knew about his heritage. Meanwhile Bulma chaperoned Sanshi and Shimaru on the ship upon both Trunks and Vegeta's orders.
Which was fine by Sanshi since Bulma would have to "excuse" herself to the "bathroom" on many occasions, leaving plenty of alone time for Sanshi to be with the man that captured her heart. Of course if they were together alone for too long, Trunks would pop up out of nowhere and separate the two as Bulma would end up saving them from the wrath of the over protective Father; and of course Venux would come in and steal Trunks away so he could get back to her and Vegeta.
Now it was the day they would arrive on Vegeta-sei. From what they have heard, there was a festival, a giant celebration for the arrival of Prince Vegeta. Vegeta appeared not the least bit nervous and when they found out they were arriving today, he almost seemed joyful; but kept up his Royal façade. Bulma was just plain excited and she didn't care who knew it. "Oh I can't wait! Vegeta has always talked about how great his home is and how advanced his culture is beyond refined! I can't wait to explore everything!" Bulma hugged onto Sanshi. "It's not that exciting B. It's just Vegeta-sei." Sanshi sounded bored. "Oh come on! Don't tell me you are not excited in the least bit?!" Bulma exclaimed. "It's just another planet. You've seen one, you've seen them all." Sanshi yawned.
Bulma crossed her arms. "Oh you are no fun! Why don't you go play kissy face with Shimaru. I'll just go by myself!" Sanshi rolled her eyes at Bulma's childish attitude. "Stop being a Brat. You'll live." A knock came at the door and it opened to reveal Shimaru, who decided to poke in his head. "Hey, we're here." He smiled. "Really?!" Bulma jumped up in excitement. Sanshi stood and blushed as Shimaru was looking only at her as Bulma rushed pasted them to head out. Shimaru stepped into the room and came up to her. Something seemed to be on his mind.
Sanshi knitted her eyebrows in concern. "Is something wrong?" "Um…well there is a festival right now and Vegeta-sei is celebrating the arrival of the Prince. I was kind of wondering if you wanted to go with me and I could show you the great points of my planet, but I heard you talking to Bulma and you seemed not to be interested." Shimaru told her. Sanshi let out a soft smile to grace her lips and she pulled herself to Shimaru. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gazed at him deeply into his matching blue eyes. "I'm sure you can make it exciting for me. Now Shimaru, are you thinking about asking me?" she brushed her lips over his as her voice turned sultry. Shimaru shivered and pressed himself to her more.
"Do you know what you do to me?" he pressed more to her. Sanshi's smile grew wide. She began to wiggler her hips against him. "I haven't the faintest idea what you mean?" Sanshi grinned and reached around to grab his tail. Shimaru took in a gasp of air as he felt fingers intertwined between his soft tail. She worked her way tot eh base of it and began to pulse and massage her hand. Shimaru pressed himself more into her. His breathing turn ridged and his mouth hung slightly open as he felt such pleasure coursing his body. Sanshi grinned at the effect she had on him.
Sanshi let go and Shimaru groaned,. "No, keep going." he panted in her ear. "Now, now what will my Daddy think about this?" She asked as he pressed her into the bed. "I don't care. Please I need yo-" "You need to get off my Daughter. Yes, that is exactly what you need." Trunks growled as he pulled Shimaru off of Sanshi. "That is the 3ed time. Now I think you both need to cool off." Trunks sighed in aggravation and dragged Shimaru out, leaving Sanshi to pout and sulk at her bad luck.
-Celebration!-
Vegeta lead the group of 5 out of his ship and onto the platform of a roaring crowd of Saiyans at it's edge. His Royal Advisors came beside him and tried to silence the crowd. Vegeta smirked proudly at the endless sea of faces. This was his people. For the first time in his life, he felt at home. "My people! I stand before you now as the new leader for us Saiyans! I am honored to lead such a superior race of warriors and once again reclaim our place in this universe. I honor you all and will not fail! So today, celebrate for a new era of Saiyans begins today!" Vegeta bold gave his speech and the crowd made a deafening cry of approval.
Vegeta gave a nod and everyone was escorted into the gargantuan palace. Bulma was mesmerized by the elegant beauty of it. She lagged behind as everyone was ahead of her. "This place…is beautiful." Bulma had her mouth agape. "Bulma, keep up. We don't want to lose you." Trunks smiled at her as he held onto his Mate's hand as they kept walking. Bulma nodded and walked faster with them. They arrived in what appeared to Bulma was a conference room with Vegeta's advisors.
"Um so, what are we doing here?" Venux asked. "We have brought you here to explain what is going to happen during your stay. Once this is done, our men will escort you to the festivities." an Advisor spoke. "Prince Vegeta we must get you prepared for your coronation ceremony as soon as possible. Since today is in your honor, we will begin tomorrow." the second Advisor spoke.
Vegeta snorted. "Hell with that! Lets get started right now!" he ordered. "But what about the festival?" they asked unsure of his decision. "There are more important matters at hand than getting drunk and laid. There are plenty of time for other festivals once I am King. I will not delay my birthright any longer. My people will understand and agree with my decision." "Then I will accompany you and learn all I can Prince Vegeta." Trunks spoke up. Vegeta looked at Trunks through the corner of his eye. "Very well Brat. After all you should learn about where you come from." Vegeta spoke.
"And the rest of us?" Sanshi asked." You will be shown to your rooms and escorted out to the celebration. At your stay in the palace, please feel free to go where you wish, with the exception of wandering around at night and the restricted areas. It is for your own safety that you follow this rule." the first Advisor told them. "Sounds all right. So may we go?" Bulma asked bored from the elders talking down on them. The elder narrowed his eyes at the heiress that had a tone in her voice. "Yes you may and do keep in mind that you are guests here." Bulma brushed away the glare that she was receiving from the old men. They were escorted out by the Guards, leaving the Advisors, Trunks, and Vegeta in the room.
Once the group left, the men sat down and began to discuss the steps they would have to prepare for, before they get to the coronation ceremony. They discussed the laws, the procedure, everything. Trunks learned a lot about his heritage until they got to the part about Mates and an heir of the age of 3 to kill the King so that you may take your birthright as King. However, due to circumstances, being what they were, they decided to change the laws quiet a bit. "Since the vast population is still in progression, we feel it is not necessary to kill anyone. But we want to populate our race. So in order to claim your birthright, you must chose a Saiyan Mate and have an heir well on the way before crowning you as King, my Prince. With this, it is guarantee we will continue the Royal Blood Line. And since you want to start on claiming yourself as King, we suggest you get started on picking one right away and getting to it before we go any further in our planning."
Trunks felt his skin turn cold. What would this mean? he did know that Vegeta didn't want him and he may have forgotten about cornering his Mother, but what would his Father do now? "That's ridiculous! I don't need a Mate and an Heir! They will only hold me back! Isn't there another way around it?!" Vegeta slammed his hands on the table. "Sire, surely you can see the logic behind this! We want to preserve the Royal Blood Line! It's all part of our culture. Surely, it's worth becoming King is it not?" the second Advisor asked him. "I don't want to be strapped down with a Mate and a little Brat! I don't need that now! Surely we can forget about that senseless requirement?"
"No Sire. No we can not. And our people will not wait forever. I would give it 3 months, if that, before they rebel against you. Now, are you qualified for the job or not?" The first Advisor demanded. Vegeta stood up. "I need to train. Come Brat, you will assist me." Vegeta turned and stormed out. Trunks muttered his apologies for his Father, bowed in respect, and ran after him. The Advisors could only gaze in surprise. "Did he call him Brat?" "They certainly do look alike?" "But he's half Saiyan?" "You don't think?" Silence. "Nah, couldn't be." both Advisors stated.
-Shimaru/Sanshi!-
Sanshi was in her new chambers, unpacking her belongings in the beautiful room. She flopped on the bed, laying sprawled out on the comfortable material of her down comforters. "Sooo bored!" she proclaimed with her eyes closed. She didn't know if seeking out Shimaru at this time was such a good idea. She almost pushed it too far and almost gave into her urges she had been feeling lately. Suddenly she felt warm hand on her thighs as they began to rub up her legs.
Sanshi opened her eyes as she gazed at Shimaru as he inched closer to her. Sanshi opened her mouth but Shimaru closed it with a passionate kiss that instantly melted her. He moved himself over her and pressed his harden member to her. Sanshi looked at him with widen eyes as she realized the full extent of what Shimaru wanted. Shimaru began to kiss along her neck. Out of instinct, Sanshi wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes at the indulgence of pleasure coursing her body.
"Wait, my Dad…" Sanshi stopped him as she looked concerned in his eyes. "Don't worry, it's all covered. He wont' even know. Don't worry, I'll be gentle…that is, if you want this?" Shimaru asked her. Sanshi smiled softly and kissed his lips. Shimaru smiled at her and pulled the covers over him as the would make this afternoon worth while.
-Bulma/Venux!-
Bulma watched Shimaru leave to take care of some business, Sanshi went to go relax in her room, and by then Vegeta and Trunks were still in the "secret" meeting. Bulma knew where her room was and was bored to pieces with nothing to do. She looked out her window of her beautiful room, past the castle gardens to the beautiful city in the distance. "It's such a great day and I'm not about to waste all day stuck in here!" Bulma smiled to herself. She headed out the door and started to make her way around the castle to find the exit that would lead her outside so she could join the festivities.
"Bulma wait! Where are you going?" Venux came running behind her. Bulma turned around and looked to see Venux. "I'm going to see the festival. It's better than being cooped up in here and not seeing any of the wonderful sights of Vegeta-sei that Vegeta is always bragging about." "Let me come with. Sanshi and Shimaru might be there and Trunks is still in the meeting with Vegeta. So lets go together." Bulma agreed with a nod. "Lets go! I'll be fun!"
-That Night!-
Eventually Sanshi and Shimaru caught up with Bulma and Venux. Shimaru took them around the festival and showed them the cultures of Saiyans. Bulma took everything he told them and let it all sink in. After all the stories and high praises Vegeta would tell her, Bulma was not in the least bit disappointed. It was a wondrous race, full of many sights and smells, one could only imagine. Bulma used to think this was a strict, military runned race that had no need for fun. However, it was a military style race, but from this festival it seemed to be a very free and artsy atmosphere of Saiyans.
It was not getting late and they decided it would be best to head back home. Shimaru and Sanshi walked hand in hand, both stealing secret glances at the other. Bulma and Venux could only watch in good spirits. As the couple walked ahead of them, both women couldn't help but look at them happily. "My little girl is all grown up. She's fallen in love for the first time. Oh her Daddy isn't gonna like it; not one little bit. But they day is almost here for her to start to have her own life." Venux thoughtfully stated aloud.
"And you? How do you feel about it?" Bulma asked. "A little sad, but mostly happy that she is going to have a life." "One day, I'll know how you will feel, that is if I have kids when I find Mr. Right. But I can see how happy she is, it must hurt for you to know one day she'll end up leaving." Bulma smiled. Venux couldn't help but smile secretly in spite of the situation. "Yes, well she isn't really leaving. She'll come back one I announce dinner is ready. Both her and Trunks will still be fighting over the last piece of food; nothing will change." both woman burst out laughing at the thought of this. "I know what you mean, it's the same with Goku and Vegeta when Goku comes to dinner. Nothing will change." Bulma held he sides.
They made it back to the castle. Sanshi and Shimaru disappeared off somewhere again and Bulma said "Good night" to Venux as she headed back to her room. Bulma got in and noticed that it wasn't too late on Earth, which in turn, reminded her that she'd forgotten to let her parents know that she arrived safe. She sat on the edge of her bed and began to dial the video cell phone that she helped to alter that can reach signals from Earth to Vegeta-sei. By the 5th ring, someone finally answered.
However, it sent chills down Bulma's spine to see the face of O-Ren. "Ah, I was wondering when you would call. Tell me, where are you?" O-Ren smiled prettily. Bulma felt her stomach drop. "How did you get a hold of my parent's cell?" Bulma demanded. "You tell me information and I might just tell you what you want to know." "Tell me or I'll hang up!" Bulma screamed. O-Ren let out a fake pout sigh. "See, now you go and hurt my feelings. Very well, I'll show you." O-Ren told her as she took the phone and showed Bulma what appeared to Bulma what WWIII would look like.
O-Ren appeared back again on the small screen. "I took over, just another diamond for my jewelry collection. Fine, don't tell me where you are. It'll be a game. But once I get you, you are going to wish I never did." O-Ren suddenly cut the signal off. Bulma could only stare at the phone in disbelief. O-Ren enslaved and conquered Earth. Her home was under attack and the lives of Earth were all suffering in one form or another. She felt she was going to be sick. Were her parents dead? Was all her loved ones all right? Would she ever be able to go home and have it be in one piece? "I need to tell Vegeta!" Bulma whispered to the silent room.