Fates way- chap 2- princess meets prince
A/N Palma trees are basically palm trees.
"So this is Vegetasaii? Very… red…" Bulma said sarcastically as she jumped out of the Capsule Corp craft, and headed toward the castle ahead of them. King Briefs was trying to climb out of the car with much difficulty as he had drank far to much on the journey.
It didn't look like her beautiful castle back home; it had the feeling of an ancient medial palace. Huge turrets were on the top, and hundreds of huge stain glass windows. A small moat was surrounding it, despite the searing hot sunlight. Bulma looked at the water, which looked most inviting; she admitted.
The young teen princess wasn't used to the weather being so brutal. On her home Planet Krystalis it had its moments but the sun was never this vicious. Snow covered some of the land on her homeland; the rest was water and desert. It was a little like the Planet Earth only much smaller, and wasn't half the size of Vegetasaii.
The sky was a hazy blue colour with little puffy clouds dotted about everywhere, the bright orange sun was out at full power and it was scorching hot, the ground was a red baked colour. There were little trees spouted up in the distance and behind the castle. These resembled some trees back on Bulma's world; called Palma trees, perfect for the super hot climate of the Planet Vegeta. Palma trees also looked much like the Palm trees Bulma had seen growing on the Planet Earth; when she was made to visit as a field trip; only these ones were monstrous in size and looked like small mountains in the distance.
The trees gave her a little feeling inside that reminded her of home, it didn't help; she was feeling homesick already; sighing she walked over to the castle in the direction of the red carpet.
Bulma walked up the red material that had been rolled out for her and her father; and standing at the end of it next to the large double doors was a very angry looking teenage prince.
"Bye Jay! Have a nice vacation!! Don't forget to phone me!!!" Bulma called from the middle of the red carpet, as she turned around and waved to her ginger bodyguard. Then she swivelled back from the mobile spacecraft to face the sulking prince in front of her. The petite Princess hadn't noticed him before.
His arms were crossed stubbornly, and was wearing nothing but a pair of white combat trousers- he was topless showing off some muscles most men would die for. A silver chain with a piece of metal and something engraved on it, hung loosely from his neck, the prince didn't actually look much like a Royal their was no crown or robes. He looked more like a teen warrior from a military academy.
With a closer look Bulma noticed the metal chain was actually what was called a 'Dog tag' on her home Planet; all people in the army and special forces had to wear one encase they were killed in battle so comrades would know who's body it was. A grim story but the truth was they looked damn sexy!
'Wow! He is so hot! Maybe this place isn't so bad after all…' she thought smirking and eyeing his muscular body up and down as she walked up to him.
"Bulma! Remember what I told you in the ship! Don't lower yourself to behave like him!" called her father from way behind as he fell out of the ship and couldn't help but notice his daughter eyeing up the rebellious prince standing ahead of her.
Bulma just blanked out this comment and continued up the red carpet,
"Hi… I'm princess Bulma from the planet Krystalis…" she said breathlessly as she held out her hand expecting him to be like a true prince and kiss it…
"And… I'm prince Vegeta of all Sayans… problem?" Vegeta said grumpily as he stomped inside the golden double doors barely holding them out for Bulma then slamming them; leaving Bulma's father locked outside in the baking heat.
All the guards were standing to attention saluting him, which angered the drunken king even more.
Bulma just smirked as she heard her fathers shouting on the other side of the doors, but she kept her cool and prevented herself from laughing in front of the prince.
"Your polite I see! You're just as bad as my father! Always moaning and groaning- going on about work and war and crap-" Bulma taunted knowing already that he was totally the opposite of her dad from what Jay had been telling her.
"Listen! I'm nothing like your father! He's just like mine! And that's the only reason you're here! Now if you don't mind- I want to continue with my training!" Vegeta said simply as he pushed a silver button on the door to the left of him and got ready to enter, but Bulma prevented him entering the training room as she held him back and the door closed itself automatically.
She then swivelled the astonished half naked Sayan prince round to face her. Nobody had dared do that to him before.
King Briefs was still shouting his mouth off outside and Jays laughter could be heard along with it- even through the sound proof doors.
"Listen Vegeta Oujii, I don't know you properly, but it seems that we both have our problems and we are both stuck with each other for a year! So I guess that we are just going to have to get used to each other and learn to live with each other, got that!" Bulma said swinging her natural blue hair behind her back and giving Vegeta death glares.
Vegeta was trying to avoid looking straight into her eyes, it was just some sort of powerful force that made him feel like an ant compared to her, it was something he had never felt before. This failed though as he looked straight ahead at her and all he was filled with was guilt something that the prince had never felt before in his life.
"Listen, your right… its just that I'm not used to having anybody else around just really me, and the media- my dads always slaving his ass off in meetings and crap and my mates are usually out fighting in the wars and shit, I guess I'm just an only child and… well… I don't know!" he said giving into Bulma's look she was giving him, he was actually wordless for one time in his life, he didn't know how he felt about having Bulma's presence in his life for a whole year.
"Oh right…" Bulma said quickly seeing that this conversation was just upsetting Vegeta further, "Well do you not have house servants to answer the door for you?" Bulma said jokily trying to change the subject for a better time.
"Of course I have servants I'm a prince! And… I've never actually said this to anybody… seriously! But…" he took big breaths as if he was about to die,
"Sorry… you just caught me at the wrong time- I didn't get much sleep last night… and well Lord asshole is here and he's took all the servants and made them slave over him, so I had to 'get the door!' its outrageous! But… I can't do much else until I'm a super Sayan…" Vegeta said mumbling a little as he went along,
"Awww…. Apology accepted! Bulma said comforting the Sayan prince by putting her arms around him,
"Besides… why didn't you get any sleep last night? More training?" Bulma suggested as she pulled out of the hug, to see the teen prince smiling shyly.
"Nah… it was a party…" he said smirking,
"Party! Without me" Bulma sulked pulling her bottom lip down like a puppy dog.
"chill I promise you there's going to be plenty of parties to get you through your boring time here!" he said laughing and then accidentally walking into a very expensive looking portrait of Lord Freeza,
Bulma burst into a fit of giggles as the Sayans trainer slipped right through the right eye of Freeza.
Vegeta was then dancing about like he had a nail through his foot, he was swearing in different languages. The portrait was on his foot.
Violently he kicked his leg and managed to shake the picture off his foot. It was totally ruined, the golden frame that was supporting it was broken into a variety of different pieces like a jigsaw puzzle, and the picture itself used to resemble the ugly lizard like tyrant drinking a glass of red wine, but now it was missing a right eye and the huge hole and a rip had spread across to the other eye.
Vegeta was finding the whole situation amusing as well, and was just trying to keep a straight face, but when Bulma's father started to knock on the door and demand what the 'two teens were giggling about and to let him in' instantly he gave up the tough guy act.
Bulma leaned against the wall for support; it had been the funniest thing she had seen in days since Yamcha had got stuck in quick sand.
"Well… Freeza my friend I think the only good place this goes is where you rightfully belong!" Vegeta said giggling cutely as he picked up the broken frame and the ripped portrait and carried it across the hall to a black trashcan on the side of the wall.
I guess… it's a good job… I didn't wear.. My.. Makeup…" Bulma managed out in between laughs.
Vegeta had almost managed to calm himself down by this time, and then he dusted his hands down as if trying to get rid of the evidence.
"Come on! You better go to your room before we get caught, my father would flip if he knew." Vegeta said smirking as he pulled the still laughing princess off the floor through a door on her right, she had little choice in the matter.
"Yeah… I'm sure Lord makeover king would just love his new look!" Bulma said allowing herself to be pulled along.
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