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Hiraedd: The Unobtainable	By : StainedLace Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 1148 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: No, I don’t own DBZ nor any of the Tenchi series. And no, I don’t make money of this. There, are you happy? Cause I’m not….

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This is a rewrite from my story “When All That’s Left Is You” found of FF.net. I’m using the romaji version of Trunks’ name, only because I think it sounds more impressive and fit for a Saiyan Prince.
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The doors opened slowly, the ones embossed with stolen metals that he hated entering. They knew what message he brought, it was inevitable. Through them he walked, flanked by two of his comrades. Their pale silk robes fluttered across the scarlet carpet, lined with tall warriors and stained with the light of multi colored windows. He kept his eyes on his target: the King in his throne- built upon war, bloodshed and fear.
King Vegeta was impressive, to say the least. Donned in armor of silver and gold with velvet cloak, he possessed a wicked smile, leering as the ambassador saluted. Raising his dark blue eyes he saw Crown Prince Torankusu-Vegeta standing at the base of the dais.
With his black armor and cloak he would have blended in the shadows if not for his eyes. They were so bright, like blue fire, the ambassador felt as though the prince could burn into his very soul.
But such a thought was nonsense. Torankusu may be the most frightening and renown warrior in this part of the universe, but he had not the skill to do what the ambassador feared he could.
“So tell me, Tsunon.” King Vegeta spoke, his voice dripping with cruel delight. “What does your Emperor decree?”
“His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Azusa---agrees.” Tsunon’s eyes grew cold as the king chuckled.
“Very good.” Vegeta leaned back in his seat. “You should be grateful, this will no doubt make you the most powerful and influential man in the universe.” His comment was directed towards his son, who acknowledged with a slight nod.
Torankusu kept his jaw clenched and his face stern. He was not relatively pleased with his current situation, even though he would gain supremacy in yet another portion of the universe. Tsunon himself did not understand Torankusu, he was like and unlike many of the Saiyans that he encountered on the planet. It was hard to read him.
“So, when will she arrive?” the king inquired, drawing his fingers to a peak.
“As soon as possible, majesty, I will inform you of the exact date as soon as I am made aware.” he answered, his voice clipped.
“Be sure that you do.” Vegeta dismissed him with a wave. “You may go.”
Tsunon bowed low, his sapphire braid falling over his shoulder as he did. Taking a few steps back he turned, and with his companions in tow, quickly left.
As soon as the doors closed, the king chuckled. “Why are you not more enthused?” he again addressed the prince. “You should be grateful that I am allowing you to have her.”
“I am more confused than anything.” Torankusu finally spoke, still rigid and refusing to look at him.
“And angry.” Vegeta pointed, reclining in his seat. “I don’t know why, but perhaps you are concerned that she will not be up to your standards.”
Torankusu said nothing.
“Anyone who is called ‘the flower that never fades’ must have reason.” he continued, motioning for a servant to bring him wine. “Of course I also hear that she rarely shows emotion, which should please you since I know you like your women to be docile.”
“That means nothing.” Vegeta frowned at his son’s words.
“Oh, really?” the king drank, then tapped the edge of his cup. “I suppose we should save our opinions of her, we won’t know anything until she arrives.”
Torankusu merely huffed and left.
　

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Peering through the darkened room with golden eyes, the man known as Prince Shigemi found whom he sought. Standing in the only ray of moonlight that swept across the decorative marble floor, was his daughter. She didn’t acknowledge him at first, continuing to stare out into the lush gardens.

“I have failed you.” Shigemi stated with remorse. “The Emperor has decreed that you will go to Vegeta-sei and accept the Prince Torankusu as your husband.”
“You sound as a herald bringing me a death sentence.” her voice was calm, devoid of anything.
“I fear I bring you a fate worse than death.” he answered, stepping forward. “Aurelia, I apologize.”
“For what? We both knew that Azusa would yield, despite anything you would say.” She sighed prettily. “Oh well.”
For awhile they stood in silence, Shigemi himself turned to stare into the moist green foliage and inhale the heavy scent of the night flowers bathing in silver light. It was so tranquil, elegantly so, the tune of a shakuhachi and koto being played in the distance reached his ears.
Any person would have found her behavior odd. He was certain any other princess would have screamed, wailed, cried and pleaded to not be sent away. But not his Aurelia. He had never seen her cry, not since she was a small child. She was too much like him and his native people; cold, distant, removed and aloof. He had seen her appear sad, happy, hateful and sorrowful but- whether she felt any of those emotions he was uncertain.
Was it so terrible though? If she was so detached then she would not have to endure the cruel feelings of loneliness, despair, and subjugation on Vegeta-sei. Though it gave him some peace, his concern was still great. He knew too much of Saiyans and their treatment towards other races, females especially.
No, he couldn’t bear to think of it. Azusa was a fool for sending Aurelia to them, he was too confident in the influence of his bloodline. Little did he realize how tainted Shigemi’s blood was.
“You will take Mamoru and Tsuyu with you, and only your maids that have been taught self-defense.“ Shigemi instructed. “Do not trust the Saiyans, their loyalty lies too closely with the King and his son.”
Aurelia nodded.
“I am certain they will have you watched, be wary and never let your guard down.”
“Do not fear too much, father.” Her easy voice reassured him somewhat.
“The Elite are oppressors of women, you will become a target.” Shigemi’s voice was grave. “I have taught you much my darling, if you must put them in their place do so, I will not tolerate disrespect towards my daughter.”
“I understand.” Aurelia then looked to him with dark eyes. “I promise you, I will not fall prey.”
“Remind Torankusu and Vegeta that not all favor this course of action, and will be quick to act should any harm come to you.” his golden eyes became hard. “You may be in their domain, but you are a Princess of Jurai, you wield more power, have more allies and possess greater wealth than they.”
“Of course.” she stated. “I will not forget.”
“Understand, they do not know that I am your father.” he sighed heavily. “That is where my concerns lie.”
“I am surprised no one told them, do you doubt they will change their views once it is understood why you did it?”
“I doubt it very much.” there was a guttural tone to his voice. “The name of Zarbon is forever linked with that of Frieza and the carnage he left in his wake.”
They both remained silent for some time. Shigemi had never spoken of his days under Frieza, and to have mentioned it must have been difficult. Aurelia watched as his jaw clenched, his eyes were angry but he refused to look at her.
Reaching out with one pale hand she took his. Contrary to what many thought, including her own father, she did have a heart.
It was merely frozen.
　

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