Chapter Sixteen

Chichi stared into the eyes of her former best friend, the girl she had look to for advice for so many years; only to see emptiness. For a moment she felt as though it seem Bulma had some bit of remorse in her eye's, but she could not. After all, if she had then she would have made sure to tell her father tell anyone of what happen- instead she was here, playing the role of a slave.

She bowwed her head and held the glass of champaigne out for forward, and Bulma gladly accepted it. Her eye now took the ground for it's home of resting, and anger burned through her small form and it was all directed towards the Princess.

" Alara, I wish to know more of you and Kakorrot, he seems to be quite a fine solider. What have you to say?" Asked, Bulma. She wasn't sure exactly what to say and how exactly to get a chance to speak to ChiChi, but she knew she could start by trying to seem interested in Alara. She needed to help ChiChi, and she would find some way to make up for her mistake!

Alara smiled, " Well he is indeed. I'm to be his mate, and he is one of the best third class warrior that there is. I know this salvage will be great for him, he has wanted so much to go out and fight along side his family."

Bulma nodded, and sipped from her glass, " Well it seem he shall have the chance to prove that to my mate." Bulma wanted to hurl at the fact that she even said that about the Saya-Jin prince, he was horrible! " Alara what is your class?"

Alara held her head even higher, her tail coiled neatly around her waist and pride was evident in her voice as she responded, " Third. However, I exceed the power of a third class woman."

' I can see she is a stuck up wench,' Bulma thought, she just smiled widely at the woman before her. " Aw that is great, now Alara were do you reside?"

" Just past the two rivers in a small home, I do healing for Saya-Jin as well as for slaves. My home is welcome to you when ever you would like," she interjected.

" I thank you, I do have one thing I would wish for you to do," she begun, and waited to see the experssion she would receive and like she hope is one of great eagerness to suck up. " I want you to fetch my guardian Yamaie she is the short woman near the dinner table, I shall keep an eye on your slave until you return. If you can please let her know that I need a coat because it is a bit chilly in here, and follow her. Can you do that for me?"

' Of course, bitch, anything to make sure that you play right into my hands...and I can already see that you are ha ha,' Alara thought. A smile coiled on her lips as she nodded, " Of course it would be an honor." And she turned and hurried off to carry out the Princess request, leaving her alone with ChiChi.

" ChiChi you're alive," she whispered, her voice was broken as if stuck in her throat. " Come," she said, and hurried out to an open balcony so they could be alone.

" Yes I'm alive," ChiChi retorted, as she eyed Bulma, " Suprised? You knew exactly what you want to do. Does it feel nice being the Princess? huh."

Bulma was shocked at ChiChi response, however, at the same time she understood how she had to be feeling. " ChiChi, it wasn't like that...I didn't know, I'm so sorry. I missed you every day- I always pray and hope that you were okay, that nothing happened to you. I know that you must believe that I did it on purpose but I didn't, you were my only friend. I've cried myself to sleep so many nights knowing what I did to you all because I wanted to have fun. I'm so sorry, and I want to make it right"

ChiChi shook her head, her arms crossed over her chest, "...For one year and half maybe more...I have not seen my father. I've not seen my sensi, I've been beaten for things I have not done, all because I am human. I've been sold and I have no bar code, you are horrible! I trusted you, and you left me and you didn't look for me. All you did was hope and took my place as Princess, your horrible."

ChiChi looked at Bulma with rage in her eyes and no sign of compassion, hurt and pain also swam in her orbs of onyx. " ChiChi...please let me make it up to you, I'm so sorry....I honestly am. I never wanted to take your spot, honestly. Your father and mine ask me to...begged me to in order to help the people of Earth. I only wanted to make up for the wrong that I've done to you, I'm so sorry please..."

"Princess!" A voice from behind interrupted, it was Yamaie and she hurried over to Bulma's side. ChiChi immediately looked to the floor so she wouldn't be recognized, also because she knew Alara would be lagging behind.

" Here is your coat, everyone will be leaving now I just dismissed them it is after all time for you to rest.." Yamaie stated.

" Princess I thank you for tonight and I wish you well rest," Alara commented, and bowwed politely. She then turned to ChiChi," Come on slave, it is time for us to leave,"

Bulma watched with tears welled in her eyes as the little girl that she known and called her best friend slowly began to fade into the night. " Princess, that was well done tonight."

Bulma rolled her eyes, " What can I say? I'm a good actress."

Yamaie looked over Bulma intently, something had seem to go wrong within a short period of time and she wasn't sure, but she wanted to find out immediately!

"Bulma were are we going?" a small meek voice question, it echoed into the darkness that engulfed her.

" On an adventure...away from the palace, away from my father...just away," Bulma responded, and slowly a fuzzy picture began to come in view.

" Are we running away?" There was a large meadow with nothing, but lush green grass for miles and flowers, sweet fragrance flowers. There was a hill further into the meadow, Bulma grabbed her small friends hand and tugged her forward.

" I want to show you something," Bulma whispered, she began to run towards the hill the little girl lagging behind her. " Hurry up!"

" I'm coming," the ebony hair beauty begun to giggle, running.

As soon as Bulma reached the top of the hill she turned back and looked at the little girl a smile plaster on her face, " We gotta jump!" Bulma pointed to the river that was nestled below, it was beautiful and there was a lot of flowers at the river bay, it looked like paradise.

Bulma pulled off her shirt top and threw it to the floor, and smirked as she ready herself to jump but before she could a tall sleek man jumped out of no where grabbing hold of her, she yelp as they both took a dive into the water below.

"Bulma! Bulma!" The little girl screamed frantically as she begun to look around for where the stranger might have came from, and if there were more. " Bulma, please!" she yelled, she begun to cry and turned to run.

Bulma jumped out of her sleep out, panting, tears flowing freely from her eyes, " ChiChi, I'm so sorry." She begun to rock herself, back and fourth, just trying to sooth herself from the pain. ' What did I do...she was right' she thought to herself.

' Who was right? What is going on with you baka onna?' Bulma shook her head, " What is going on with me? Why am I hearing that bastard? I guess it is Karma...why me?'

' We have already begun to bond...but it's odd, because they say this never happens untill I fully claim you. Even then this bond only happens when you find an equal mate...and your far beneath me!' Vegeta's voice rung in her head.

' Excuse m-'Before Bulma could say another word, she passed out.