Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

A/N: I want to apologize so MUCH, because I forgot that fanfiction doesn't really take to the lines so you have to re insert them, and that I also didn't write on the top two years later. Just forgive me okay, well I do want to let you know two years have passed, and it's the girls I'm going to be focusing on for a little. Because I want each one you to note the changes in the girl, I want you to also see what ChiChi and Bulma's relationship will be like, that is going to occur SOON! Lol, thanks for the reviews though, I'm just glad to get any.

Two large blue orbs glanced around the ballroom floor from the towering staircase. She lived with in the castle for two years now, and on the place she now called her new found home; Planet Vegeta. However, tonight would be the first night that she would attend a ball and meet with the natives of Planet Vegeta. She stared at the crowd with disdain upon her heart shape face, they were animals! 'I wish I weren't here,' she thought.

'If you weren't here then where would you be?' Bulma blinked, her facial expression now perplexed. Lately she found herself answering her own question, but the funny thing was at times she would hear the Saya-Jin Prince's voice. She had to fight so hard to keep her thoughts to herself, and she abhorred that. 'Leave me alone!'

"Princess, it is time for you to enter. I would hope that your face would look more pleasant able then." Yamaie examined Bulma's dress carefully and next her hair, then she hand Bulma small tiara that was encrusted with diamonds.

Bulma sighed and pushed a few fly strands of her hair behind her ear, and placed the tiara upon her head. "I'll try."

Yamaie rolled her eyes and made her way before the Princess, "Don't try, do, and I'm going to announced you."

Bulma mustard up a smile on her face and placed her hands at her side and nodded.

ChiChi held Alara's coat, her head held down as instructed, an angry filled her body. She had her hair pulled up into a tight bun and wore the rags that she was to call clothes; which was a worn t-shirt and long bagged pants. The music filled ChiChi's ears, as well as the scent from the food. She hadn't eaten a good meal in days now, the only time she did was when she snuck some food away and cooks on day Alara was gone.

Alara was indeed a vile woman, she was the root of evil she always had a motive behind anything that she did. Within the short year that ChiChi had served this women she had broken her arm seven times, her leg to many to count and she had whipped her for anything.

She was glad for her strength, had she not been gifted with it she would have died long ago. Every time that she did heal it seem it anger Alara, because she wanted so much to be able to pronounce ChiChi dead. She wanted so much to be away with her, and free her mind of the thoughts of Kakorrot mating with ChiChi.

"Hello, Saya-Jins!" Shouted, Yamaie. At once everyone with in the ballroom ceased their commotion. Everyone's eyes were glued in the direction of the descending staircase.

It was true that Saya-Jin LOVED food, but on this night many of the Saya-Jin women weren't interstate in the food but in seeing their soon to be Queen. The fact that she was human had made many angry, however they couldn't state that or they would be killed. Others were just curious to know how the human woman would look like and what her strength was.

"I want to introduced Princess Bulma!"

Slowly the Princess emerged and begun to descend down the stairs, her beautiful dress showing the curves of her body. She had a stern facial expression and she also had beautiful composure, her Ki she suppressed. Each step drew her closer to the bottom and closer to all the staring eyes.Bulma returned the gaze at the crowd scanning intently to see all the different faces, many of the women had spiky hair. Each Saya-jin was very defined in shape, and their eyes filled with rage. Whether the rage was towards her, she didn't know.

Once she came to the last step it was her turn to speak, and she mustard all her voice and spoke; "I welcome you all into the palace! I want all of you to enjoy the meal prepared for you, and also to continue to mingle! I want to speak with each and every one of you."

ChiChi's heart skipped a beat, it was Bulma! She didn't expect to hear from her again, she needed to see her. "Mistress, Alara. May I speak?"

Alara rolled her eyes, "Why would I want to hear from you?"

"It has to do with the Princess, Mistress," Calmly replied, ChiChi.

"Speak, if it be of foolishness I will punish you severally."

"The Princess is a very emotionally woman if you get in her good grace she will do anything she can for you. Of course all you have to do is get her to trust you." ChiChi stood silently beside her, and for a moment she became nervous when Alara didn't reply. She was almost sure that Alara would want to gain power in any way, and that she was rootless.

"If you lie, you will surely die tonight," Tersely, Alara retorted.

ChiChi smiled and followed closely behind Alara, a smirk upon her lips. She is beginning to become so easy, ChiChi thought.

Bulma was shocked at how many Saya-Jins came to bombard her until Yamaie had to tell each one, one at a time. Bulma shook hands with each one and spoke with each some longer then the other.

"Princess Bulma," a meek voice shattered her silence, also with a humble bow from both the woman and her servant.

"Ai, and who are you?" Bulma question, taking in the woman before her and then glancing over to her servant. There was something so familiarly about the girl, however she couldn't place it.

"Alara, I'm of Kakorrot's family," she replied. ChiChi kept her head down towards the floor; she wanted to wait till a good time.

"I have met Kakorrot he is said to be a very strong fighter, a fine addition to the salvage." Bulma looked again to the young slave that held her head to the floor, something about her presents was familiar.

"Thank you. Princess would you like something to drink it would be my honor if you allow my servant to get you something to drink, please." Alara nudged ChiChi, and without a response ChiChi turned around lifted her head in search for the table.

Bulma was slightly angry at the gesture but she didn't say anything, "Thank you. What is it that you wish to speak to me of?"

"Princess I just wish to be honored by your presence I know you will do a fair ruling."

"I thank you now," Bulma replied, then looked towards the returning girl. She had her head held slightly down, and as she came closer she lifted her head. Bulma mouth dropped as she gazed into the two large onyx eyes. "Ch-Thank you," she caught herself.

So much was going through her mind as she took in the sight of her old friend, and the Real Princess! SHE WAS ALIVE!

A/N: Well hope you like it I wrote it in a rush.