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The Other Woman	By : Mallie-3 Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 996 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Other Woman

Rated: ‘M’ for mature content in later chapters

Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or any of its characters. I write for fun and earn no profit from this what so ever.

A/N: This is based on some interesting historical background that I have read about the Monarchs of England. Of course some of what I read was fiction, but that is the point of this story here. For now I will just leave it open to whom I speak of, but if any of you are history buffs you might know who I was inspired by. Now keep in mind this story is in no way, shape, or form exactly how anything happened in history. The people I was inspired to write this fiction from are the only ones who truly know how they lived their life as well as those around them at the time. Also keep in mind that some of the historical ideas I am inspired by will be altered. Not everything will be accurate because there are some characters I just don’t want to kill. After that being said, critical reviews are acceptable, but flames are not. Remember this is not going to be the same as the DBZ series what so ever. Any of the Z fighters will not have any super powers, and they will be just normal people, except for their personalities, which will be altered just slightly for the part. After all that being said, please feel free to e-mail me or send me a PM at any time. I thank-you for reading, enjoy.

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Bulma reached down and gripped the fabric of her bright green gown. It flowed freely behind her as she ran through the lush prairie grass that grew not too far from the home she was born and raised in. She glanced over her shoulder seeing her young cousin tailing behind her trying to keep up.

Bulma made it to a rather large oak tree just by a small pond on her father’s land and hid behind it. Her small hands pressed against its rough surface as she peaked out from behind. Her curled locks of blue hair cascade over her shoulder as she watched her cousin stand just feet from the oak tree. Chi-chi was bent over and gasping for breath. Bulma was the older of the two. She was eight and the little Chi-chi was seven. They were raised together because Chi-chi’s father had died from the sweating sickness when she was only four years old. Her mother had died giving birth to the poor girl, so her last hope was the Brief family. Of course Beatrice, Chi-chi’s aunt, took her into their home with open arms. Bulma and Chi-chi were inseparable ever since. Especially since Bulma had no other siblings. Her mother had a hard time delivering her into this world, and they were blessed with no other children thereafter.

Chi-chi stood up straight and groaned out in frustration as she pulled at the corset pressing tightly to her chest. Bulma watched the girls agitated movements, but frowned is displeasure. The blue haired girl jumped out from behind the tree and pointed at her cousin.

“Stop squirming in your dress, cousin. If my mother sees you she will surely scold you.” Bulma’s frown quickly turned to a soft smile.

Chi-chi huffed and glanced over her shoulder in her Aunt’s direction. Sir John Briefs and Lady Beatrice Briefs were taking their afternoon stroll. Ever since her father had gotten back from court he had never once left her mother’s side. Her father was called to court six months before at the young King’s request. Bulma was not sure exactly what her father was doing for the King, but she was very disappointed she couldn’t go with her father. While her father was away she would day dreamed about the beauty of both the King and Queen. The spectacular parties of the court and the well-dressed Lords and Ladies, as well as the dances her mother used to tell her about. She would bask in these thoughts and sign; of course she truly hoped that someday she would be allowed to go like her father and mother.

Her father had come back after six months saying he missed his family. The good King allowed him to leave and of course this pleased his family greatly. He was missed terribly by Bulma because they were so close.

The young girl grabbed her raven haired cousin and brushed her off, “Here they come. We are wearing new gowns. If there is anything on them, my mother is going to send us to bed with no supper.” Bulma tightened the bow in Chi-chi’s hair and then turned to allow her cousin to brush her gown off and straighten her flowing locks of blue hair.

“Children, come here I think todays outdoor time needs to come to an end what do you think, ladies?” Beatrice Briefs waved a gloved hand offering them a soft smile. Her mother had her newest headdress adorned on her head, which matched her flowing gown. It covered her bright blonde hair except for a small amount near the hair line. Her age did not show in her face, except for minor lines, but her mother’s hair was streaked with silver. Of course this did not hinder her beauty what so ever.

“Yes Madam,” Bulma called to her mother, straightening her gown once more before rushing to her parent’s side. Chi-chi followed closely to Bulma grabbing for the girls hand.

Bulma threw her arms around her father’s waist, “I am so glad to see you here more often, father.”

John Briefs smiled through his mustache, his blue eyes creased and he leaned down to lift her small body into the air. His blue haired daughter giggled in delight and kicked her legs as she was tossed into the air briefly.

“There you are my girl, I am happy to see you are enjoying the beautiful day.” John leaned in and pressed a kiss to his daughter’s cheek before setting her down.

Bulma pushed her wind blow hair from her face, “Of course, but what I was truly excited to hear about was your story about court.” Her blue eyes brightened with joy. Chi-chi was soon next to her cousin with her hands tightly clasped together in hopes to hear this tale.

“Oh yes, please Uncle. Do tell us about your trip to court, we want to know about the King and Queen.” Chi-chi bounced, but stopped quickly as Lady Beatrice’s eyebrow shot up.

“Now girls, why don’t you get inside and get cleaned up. We are having some guests tonight for dinner. I am sure it would be a lovely bedtime story.” Beatrice leaned in and placed a hand on her husband’s forearm.

“Ah yes, later for a bedtime story. I will tell you about the handsome King and his lovely bride.” Sir John smiled through his mustache and allowed his wife’s arm to hook with his as they strolled back to their home.

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Dinner came and went. They had bountiful breads, duck roasted to perfection, and delectable desserts covering the table. Her mother always wanted the best to be presented to guests that came from court. She wanted the King and court to talk about how lovely they were, and that they too could prepare wonderful meals and their family was worth inviting to court. Bulma never truly understood her mother’s desire to please people so much. Her personality changed when certain people were present in their home. She would wear the finest gowns and jewelry. Her hair was never out of place, and she always had a smile on her lips.

Bulma tried to behave all through dinner even though she could hardly wait for her father to tell her about the King and his Queen. She could barely eat because of her excitement. She even noticed her cousin Chi-chi was having just as hard of a time. They would glance over at one another and then came the eruption of giggles. Her mother didn’t even notice, nor did the guests because they were all busy conversing and drinking.

Later that night Bulma and Chi-chi were taken to their rooms. They were helped into their night gowns and prepared for bed. Their hair was taken out of their bows and brushed out completely before they were helped under the covers and waiting patiently.

There was a knock at the door and Bulma and Chi-chi both took in a slow breath. They could hardly contain themselves.

“Good evening, little ones.” Bulma’s father smiled as he entered the dimly lit room.

The grey haired man grabbed a candle on the table by the door. He allowed the servants to leave the room. He grabbed a chair and sat calmly between the girls beds. John set the lit candle on the night stand between the beds and looked between the two just before smiling.

“You girls have been very good tonight. The Duke complimented me on how well behaved you both were.” The older man smiled at the girls and leaned back in his chair. “Do you want to know what he said?” John Briefs eyes widened with surprise.

“What, what!” the young girls asked in unison.

“He said he would tell the King about how lovely you ladies were, and that you two might be wonderful ladies-in-waiting for the Queen.”

Bulma’s mouth dropped open and her eyes widened. Chi-chi’s look was just a bit similar.

“Truly father? That is what the Duke said?” Bulma gripped her bed sheets, finding it hard to breath because of her heightening excitement.

John nodded to his daughter, but then rubbed his hands together and narrowed his eyes, “Of course that isn’t for another eight years, but who wants to hear my story?” Bulma’s eyes snapped up and she smiled brightly laying back against the pillow waiting to hear the tale.

“Their parties were extraordinary. The King was sure to provide his guests with large amounts of food choices. I haven’t seen so many delectable desserts in my life.” He waved his hands in front of his face as he spoke about the food. The girls giggled watching his facial expressions.

“There was music always playing and the people were constantly smiling. The young King loved to dance. I would have to say he was one of the best dancers I have ever seen.” He glanced to Bulma, who had turned to face her father. Her smile was bright and constant.

“Oh dancing sound lovely, Uncle.” Chi-chi signed softly.

“Oh yes, of course it was lovely. There were beautifully dressed Lords and Ladies. Of course there wasn’t always dancing and eating. Oh no, there was jousting, and our King was the victor and proved to be an excellent athlete. Not to mention he is very fond of hunting, and he loved to include us men at times. He is a busy man and constantly trying to please those at court, but of course he is a young man.” John Briefs explained, glancing to both of the girls.

Chi-chi was on the verge of falling asleep as she snuggled to her pillow and yawned. Bulma was the complete opposite. She sat up against the pillow and kept her attention on her father, enjoying every small detail as he spoke about the King.

“But father, tell me about the King. Is he as handsome as a King should be?” Bulma’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

“Oh yes my dear. He isn’t a tall man, but he has a well-muscled build. He is one of the most handsome Kings, I would have to say.” John tapped his daughter on the nose and she giggled softly.

“What about his Queen?” Bulma frowned as her father forced her down against the pillows. He pulled the covers up to her chin and placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Oh the Queen is beautiful. She is exotic and holds herself very well, proving to be a lovely Queen indeed. She is a former Spanish Princess you know. They are a lovely match.” John Brief’s whispered softly, “Now sleep well my lovely daughter. Do not worry; you shall have your chance to go to court someday when you are old enough.” He blew out the candle and left the girls to dream of their lovely future, which included attending court.

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I have been waiting to write this for a while. I haven’t actually gotten down to it yet because of my other incomplete stories. I really need to have some variety when I write or I just might go mad.

Now, Beatrice Briefs is “Bunny”. I just didn’t want to use that name. I was going to use it as her nickname. I didn’t want to change Chi-chi and Bulma obviously. I also gave Dr. Briefs a name.

Now just to let you know for future reference girls married young in this time and so everyone is aware I am making Vegeta 10 years older than Bulma. Be warned now!

Thanks for reading.
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