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Chapter 5
RICH AND POOR
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The first of the 3 parties was tonight, or more correctly in an hour. Bulma�s
�mother� was fixing Bulma�s dress, hair, and makeup.
First they had found a dark red, very short dress, Bulma took one look at it and
almost puked she could see her panties...
Then it was the purple one, it was not short but had a very low V-cut, too
low...
The third dress was black... cold, intense black. It had a V-cut but it wasn�t
to low, it showed the right curves on Bulma�s body, and ended by her knees.
Her hair was hanging lazily down around her shoulders.
Her �mother� looked at her for a second; she had to do something so the
prince wouldn�t give her the smallest chance.
So she picked up a mask, a very ridicules mask, it was pink with little
feathers... It only covered her eyes, but it did its job...
Bulma sighed; she looked too much like a freak.
�Remember Bulma you aren�t there for the same reason as the other girls, you
are there to steel the crown jewels!�
Bulma nodded her head, and pulled her cape on.
She looked at her father who gave her a just-wait-until-we-get-home-and-
your-mother-is-asleep look.
Bulma shivered, and prayed to God that they might let her go, once they got
rich...
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Vegeta walked around the room, it was filled with people, some of them wanted to
become his mate/wife, and the others wanted to get their dirty hands on his
money.
Vegeta had no interest in any of them, the ones he talked to agreed with his
every word, for example:
Vegeta nodded to a girl, and she blushed wildly.
�What�s your name?� He asked in a dull tone.
�Sophia sir,� the girl answered.
�Sophia... Hmm,� Vegeta sighed.
�You don�t like it? Well I could change name to Cindy, or Rosa or maybe
another name you like sir,� the girl said eagerly.
�Would you change your name just because I maybe didn�t liked the once you
had?�
She nodded.
�Why?� Vegeta asked.
�To please you of course sir!� She said in a matter of fact.
�Do you like the party?� Vegeta asked.
�Yes sir!� She answered, like a robot or a soldier.
�Hmm.� Vegeta sounded displeased.
�No sir!� She said again in the robot/soldier tone.
�What?�
�I don�t know. Sir�
�You don�t know what you like?�
�Of course I do sir!�
�Hmm.�
�Or maybe not sir...�
Vegeta raised an eyebrow �make up your mind girl!�
He sighed, �would you ever speak your mind to me?�
�Yes of course sir!�
�Hmm.�
�Or maybe not sir!�
Vegeta shook his head and looked for someone else to talk to.
It was so confusing, he couldn�t figure out if they were speaking from a book
or something.
Suddenly the door swung up, like in Cinderella, except that the woman who walked
in was wearing the most stupid mask; it made her look like a dork...
Vegeta saw her push the guy, who was trying to take her cape, onto his back.
She was obviously pissed, for some reason.
Vegeta found her quite amusing, she stormed into the room, yelled at everyone,
cursed a few people, including him, and then went to the drinking table.
He smirked and walked over, completely ignoring the girl who kept giving him a
different name. Bulma didn�t even notice Vegeta until he spoke to her,
�what�s the mask for?�
Bulma looked terrified, the mask was supposed to make him ignore her, not talk
to her.
�Are you too ugly to show your face?� He laughed.
Bulma looked stiffly at him, �why?�
Vegeta swallowed his laugh; he had defiantly not expected this answer/question.
�Because it�s an ugly mask!�
�And?�
�And I�m asking why you are wearing it dammit!?!�
Bulma smiled a triumphing smile, �what if I don�t wish to answer?�
Vegeta coughed in shock, �wish... You think you have rights?!?�
Bulma nodded still smiling.
�Are you stupid, you HAVE to answer me! I�m the prince!�
�Oh, well the answer is: Thanks to the prince, a.k.a. you!�
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, �I don�t get it.�
Bulma chuckled, �I didn�t expect you to...�
Then she bowed, before walking away, �my prince.�
Vegeta was left at the table starring after her, first in shock, then anger, and
last but not at least amusement.
He decided to let her cool down, and then fire her up again.
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Bulma walked around in the castle, chuckling to herself. ~ Let�s see,
where�s the throne room, oh yeah down that hall and left! Or right... Left,
it�s left! ~
Bulma ran, down the hall and left, which she soon realized was a big mistake.
She found herself standing in front of the door to Vegeta�s room.
She knew it was his room because there were guards guarding it, it was big, of
gold, and there was a giant picture of him next to it. Bulma looked devilish, ~
My diary, I could get my diary... ~ She then stuck her butt out, and whistled so
that the guards would notice her. In no time both guards were right behind her.
Stomach, knee and their crown jewels; both guards fell to the grown with a thud.
Bulma brushed her dress, and went to Vegeta�s door; she quickly broke in, and
stood in his room.
The only thing she hadn�t expected was to find Vegeta in there, he turned to
face her, only wearing a towel.
Bulma stood dumb founded face to face with Vegeta.
�What are you doing here?� He asked surprisingly calm.
�M-m-m-... M-m-....� Bulma found herself quickly backing away.
Vegeta laughed and walked after her, the doors had closed behind Bulma, and
before she could open them, Vegeta had locked it. �Let�s see... You wanted
to surprise me?�
�G-g-g....�
Vegeta laughed mockingly at her, �See girl, now you can�t make a fool out of
me! Who�s wearing the pants now huh? Who is?�
Bulma walked with the wall, keeping her distance from Vegeta. �Well
technically, you�re not wearing pants right now!�
Vegeta looked down himself, and chuckled, �So you noticed... Please do not
drool on the floor, and it�s forbidden to take pictures, if you wish one you
can buy them in the tourist store.� (o.0)
Bulma sighed, �Men! No thank you, I�d rather just forget this.�
Vegeta smirked, �Sure...�
�I was simply looking for a place to crash, my parent�s left without me, and
a guard said that I could stay on the castle.�
Vegeta looked at her for a second, �hmm, he probably meant in his bed. But
since you can�t sleep outside, I guess I can find you a room.�
Bulma nodded smiling friendly.
�Drop that friend thought, I HAVE to treat all the ladies nice for the next
couple of days!� Vegeta said narrowing his eyes.
On the way out, a thought hid Vegeta, �what happened to my guards?�
Bulma swallowed, not hoping that he�d noticed them.
�Weird, were they gone when you arrived?� He asked.
�Yeah. How weird huh?!?� Vegeta looked at her skeptic, something was wrong
here.
He shrugged it off, and looked at Bulma.
Bulma wasn�t wrong; he wanted to say something, if she could only figure out
what...