Rushing down the hall, Bulma half tripped and almost fell into a very expensive looking marble sculpture of a head.
The sculpture rocked unsteadily, as she paused and steadied it before rushing back off after Vegeta, he was so uncaring; how was she to run in these gorgeous heels she had chosen to don? It was not a safe thing to be doing that was for sure. The marble floor only serving as a slippery surface to hinder her running.
"Who are you talking too?" Bulma said rudely, as she finally caught up to the Saiyan prince, as he said something in an alien language and closed the scouter off.
"You don't want to know." Vegeta answered grumpily, as he continued stomping down the hall without even making eye contact with Bulma; a bright blinding gleam reflected from the dog chain around his neck as it caught the bright circular lights that hung like pearls from the castles ceiling.
Bulma had not even realised that it was dark already, in truth she hadn't even known that Vegetaseii had a night time and for how long it lasted. She was glad it wasn't daylight all the time, she had visited a planet with four suns a few years back, but it had proven to make her ill as she struggled to sleep properly during the day with the sun shining full in the sky.
Refraining himself from looking back, he really wanted to check out the princess beside him; she looked no different than earlier except she had redone her hair again and formed it into a long blue curly plait.
Her body looked exhillarous, as she angrily scowled at his rudeness towards her.
"You could have at least worn a dress." He scowled, before receiving a death glare from the girl in question.
Bulma halted in her tracks, aghast at what the Prince was complaining about. "WHAT!!!!"
"You heard me!" Vegeta growled, he wished he hadn't chosen to wind her up at this precise moment, his headache was worsening and all he wanted was to just crawl back into his warm comfortable bed and rest.
"You said not to worry…" Bulma panicked as she looked back down to the hall, and then to her outfit she had been travelling in.
Suddenly she felt sick, her stomach began to twist violently as she realised what she was intending to wear to the banquet, the prince was SO mean!
Looking to her panicking face, he smirked satisfactorily he himself had only placed a black shirt on because it was starting to get cold. However he hadn't expected her to actually listen to what he had said earlier, being a female she should have been wearing a gown of some sort for such a formal event it would certainly be expected, however he would never admit it but she looked so attractive as she pouted and glared icy daggers into his eyes.
"Would you listen to me if I asked you to stick your hand in a Zargros beak?" Vegeta smirked; this just fired the princess up further.
"I'M GOING BACK TO MY ROOM!"
"Fine, then go. I'm going to eat."
Fury was the only thing Bulma was feeling as she angrily spun around and marched back to her room. She began to wonder if the prince had some kind of personality split, then she just reminded herself that he was an arsehole like most men!
As she jogged down the hall, she thought about how he had held her a few hours before and assured her that he wouldn't let Yamcha have her, she had been upset but he had made it better by embracing her in that warm and comforting hug. Nobody had cuddled her like that before… and yet it had felt so meaningful… his body so strong and warm, they had been so close she could feel his heart beating through his chest.
Bulma was so engrossed in her flashback of the cuddle, that she didn't notice the bulky body until she slammed into it like a brick wall.
Rubbing her chest, she scowled up to the concrete body before biting her tongue exceptionally hard.
Blinking in shock, she took a few steps backwards and looked back down the long hall that seemed to go on forever, blocking her way was Freeza's big pink henchman Dodoria; one of the meanest most well known of his fighting force.
The big pink alien looked much less scary in real life, than the images she had seen of him killing innocent people and blasting planets. Standing before her he looked much larger, but also more bloated and stupid-like.
His face reminded her of somebody that was having a serious allergic reaction, and also that of a pink pufferfish.
As he looked down to the beautiful blue haired female, a purple tongue shot out of his mouth racing along his dry lips.
Disclaimer: I am really sorry it has taken me so long to update, I promise that I will try my hardest and upload the new chapter very soon! Its just I have been really busy with college and work, it's been a constant flow of assignments that just never seem to stop!
I have also been trying to get some of my shorter fanfics finished, so I can then focus 100 on my longer fanfics such as this one, and when worlds meet and of course dbz Cinderella.
I hope that you haven't all given up or forgotten about Fates way after the stupid long wait!
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