Here I am again! Have fun with part 2!




It was none other than ....... VEGETA! (It was clear * g *) He noticed how I was staring at him. "Please answer my questions! Where are you from?" I was completely upset. I couldn't bring words to my lips. Then Vegeta yelled at me again, "Talk to me, now!" I was very scared and winced a little. He noticed my fear and with a superior grin he said "I'll get you talking. Take her to the slave compartment!" With a stern look at the guards. Both of them saluted with one hand "Yes, Prince Vegeta!" and with each other they led me out. * where I was that must have been the throne room. Into the slave compartment? Am I a prisoner now? What is he up to? How do I get out of here again? I know Vegeta a bit. If he's really as bad as in the anime, then I can kill myself right away. "They went down a long hallway and passed many corners and intersections.Finally, they pushed me into a room that said 'slave compartment' and locked it behind me. I tried to sleep over and over again * Maybe I'll wake up in my bed tomorrow and find out that everything was just a dream. * I tried to convince myself before I fell asleep on the rotten wooden bed in this very narrow room.


The next morning I woke up satisfied, but when I looked around, my mood changed again. I was still in that compartment. It was just about the size of a real prison cell. Inside was only the rotten wooden bed and cold walls. Then nothing. There was a barred hole in one wall. I peeked out and discovered a beautiful garden, full of fragrant flowers in a large meadow. I could hear the birds in the morning and a fountain splashing around. The rays of the sun that glided over the magnificent garden put everything in a really romantic mood. * Oh, how I would love to be out there to stretch my legs in the fresh air on such a beautiful day.* But already I was torn from my thoughts. The compartment was unlocked and a guard came in. "You should come with me, the prince wants to talk to you. If you resist, I'll kill you!" * What does he want? To kill me? * At the thought I thought of escape, but where to? I did not care. But I was too young to die. Just as the guard was about to grab me, I jerked my knee up and hit him full in the third middle finger. Hunched over in pain, he stumbled on into the compartment. I pushed him aside and ran out. I didn't know where to go, I just ran. As the saying goes, `All roads lead to Rome`! Now I was standing in front of a large door. "finally, let's get out of here. I have to run straight into a forest or something, then you won't find me so quickly." ....... straight into Vegeta's arms. (Kind of like Ryoga from Ranma 1/2. He always gets lost so often) "Well?Lost? "He had put on one of his famous nasty grins again. (Guaranteed to be found in every museum! * G *) I quickly freed myself from his clasps * but such a crap too. Can only happen to me. Since I run straight into the Throne room * I was about to turn around and run away, but Vegeta was already holding my wrists up high. I wasn't even on the ground under my feet. "Not so fast. You still owe me an answer to my questions, little one! "And again, that superior grin and cold twinkle in the eyes. A cold shiver ran down my spine. Then we both heard a deep voice." Well, are you having a good time too, my son? "Vegeta just grinned at his father and looked back at my eyes. The king then said," I have to go to another planet for a while because of business. You will keep things tidy here Vegeta! "He just nodded and when the king left, Vegeta bored me with his questions again.“If you don't want to hear or speak, you have to feel!” Then he squeezed my wrists a little and threw me against the wall at the other end of the throne room. I hit my head badly and passed out. What I didn't notice was that the prince asked a guard to take me to a room with a bathroom. There I should freshen up and change to have dinner with the Saiyan prince. I only found out about all of this when I came to and a servant brought me a dress. It was light blue, it went up to my toes and had deep necklines in the front and back. It showed a lot more than it was supposed to hide. When I was finished, a guard accompanied me to the dining room. I thought the whole time about the last events * before he was still freezing cold and merciless and now he wants to have dinner with me? * I didn't know how to think about it. Then I entered the great hall. The guard left again. Everywhere were huge windows with red curtains, through which the last rays of sun of the day slid.The floor was covered with marble and in the middle there was a golden table with matching armchairs. It was a huge table. There was room for about 50 people. Vegeta was already sitting at the bottom and motioning me to sit down. I tilted my head on the tabletop. Even though we were both sitting so far apart, I could feel his penetrating gaze on my body. Slowly I raised my head again and looked straight into Vegeta's face, who had sat down next to my chair. I hadn't noticed that and was therefore startled. Vegeta's grin afterwards said more than 1000 words. "It's easier to speak here with you. Then you don't have to shout everything at me!" I looked at him puzzled. Suddenly he put his hand on mine, which was resting on the table. A pleasantly warm feeling shot through me like lightning. I felt like I could tell him anything. His eyes looked at me demanding and somehow they literally forced me to speak. But I couldn't just tell him everything.He would think I was crazy and maybe even kill me.




Sequel follows..........




Hope you enjoyed the part. If I get clerks, you'll get the next part. Deal??? *G*


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Your Vegetamausi