Hi there! The name is Blackbetty, for many years I have been a fan of DBZ, especially a fan of Bulma and Vegeta pairing (especially those 3 mysterious years LOL). A few years ago, a friend of mine introduced me to fanfiction and I have been hooked ever since! As a reader this whole time on Fanfic, I have never had the pleasure to actually write a fic myself…..so this is my first (as you can clearly tell). I would love/appreciate feedback you guys. And thanks again for reading, hope you enjoy!
In this fanfic I am changing the plot up a bit (actually a lot *laughs*). Vegeta and Bulma have never met (WAHHHH! *laughs*). Vegeta has been away with Freeza since he was 10, along with Nappa, Raditz, and Goku. This story takes place after Vegeta overpowers Freeza and defeats his army (Yes he has the ability to reach Super), and is now being welcomed home to Vegetasai in celebration of his grand victory. Bulma (along with Chi Chi) was brought in at the age of 8 to work as a slave in the grand palace as a personal slave to the Queen. What events will transpire when they cross paths? Rated M for Language and later on Sexual Themes
Ages
Vegeta: 22
Bulma: 20
Chi Chi: 21
Goku: 22
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, if I did...I would be RICH BITCH! LOL!
Chapter 1: The Return of the Prince
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"Bulma….Bulma…BULMA!"
"mmmmm.."
"Were late, get your butt up!" Chi Chi said harshly, removing her sleeping attire flinging it to a random corner of the room the two women shared. Seconds later Chi Chi made her way to the room's only, old dresser and pulled out 2 freshly pressed uniforms, tossing one at Bulma's drooling, passed out face.
"Get up Bulma seriously! We slept in!"
Bulma slowly pulled the uniform from her face and creaked one eye open, processing Chi Chi's frantic movements, looking like a mad woman trying to find her black flat work shoes.
"There under your bed" she couldn't help but to slightly chuckle as her young friend drove on to the hard floor, grabbing the worn out shoes. As Bulma rolled over on her bed, eyes still half lidded with sleep, she looked up to the ceiling. 'Its still dark out?' Her eyes narrowed
"Chi why are we up? It's still dark out, there's at least 3 more hours till sunrise." Bulma couldn't help but sound annoyed with childhood friend. After all sleep was the only time she got to herself, without being ordered around.
Chi Chi huffed smoothing out the slight wrinkles she created on her cotton slave dress, Impressed with her speed in getting ready. With slow strides she made her way over to Bulma's small bed and took a seat at the edge. "I hope you didn't forget today's the day the Prince arrives along with his royal elites." Chi gave her a warm smile.
At that instant Bulma's eyes grew to the size of saucers "SHIT!" And she flung herself off the bed.
Chi just kept her smile, looking at random space in the room. "Didn't think so." And she slowly got up to help her blue haired friend prepare.
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The meeting hall was packed, other slaves like them, listening to orders. Some were taking down notes, others talked to themselves, but all of them had one thing in common…the worried look on all their faces. The room had been divided into three groups' decoration crew, the cooks/ servers, and the unfortunate ones attending to the present and arriving royals. To some of the slaves they actually enjoyed serving directly under the royals, like Chi Chi and Bulma who were fortunate enough to serve solely under the Queen. Others would rather jump off a cliff then take the job as a personal slave. It usually depended on who they were serving that day. As Chi Chi and Bulma tipped toed their way in, ducking low not to be seen made their way to their designated group, attending the royals. As they reached their spots Bulma gave Chi Chi a look of 'see told you we didn't get caught'. The celebration was short lived.
"Glad you two could finally join us," Mina said loud enough for the room to hear. And that's precisely what they did, as all the slaves currently turned their heads to see the unfortunate ones in trouble. Bulma looked over to Mina who was just two people in front, giving Bulma one of her usual nasty smirks. Bulma could only glare and keep quiet. 'Stupid bitch'
"Bulma, Chi Chi, see me for your orders after the meeting is finished," Jin demanded, his eyes showing disappointment. Jin was the head director of the slave department; he was the eyes and ears of the palace as well as the King's personal slave. He had taken Chi Chi and Bulma under his wing, teaching the young girls all about the art of serving, and accommodating to their masters' needs. Over the years he had become more than just a mentor, but became like a father figure to the girls as well.
A worried look spread over Chi Chi's face and turned slightly towards Bulma "Orders? We know our orders..to prepare the Queen for the celebration, we have everything set….Unless…we are serving someone else tonight..?" Now it was Bulma's turn to worry, 'Please Kami no!' Throughout the years of her stay here at the palace she had learned 2 very important things. First, never piss off a Saiyan and second…never piss off a Saiyan. Unlike her own race, Saiyans are ruthless, beast like beings, with one thing on their minds, Pride. In these 12 years of her stay she had yet to see one Saiyan show affection to another, even if it's a spouse or their own blood. What was worse was their temper, set easily off like a spark to gasoline. Their hands had taken the lives of many of her race, approximately 3 slaves each month was her guess, and those were good months in Bulma's eyes. When Chi Chi and Bulma were assigned the Queen after working their childhood lives hidden in the kitchen, they were grateful. Not only to Jin, but to the Queen who was the only Saiyan that has come close to having a heart. Although she was still cold, Bulma could sense that she meant well. As the meeting came to a close, the girls hurried to Jin, panic written all over their faces. Bulma was the first to speak.
"Jin, what do you mean orders? Aren't we serving the Queen tonight?"
It was Chi Chi's turn to chime in, her voice shaking in full panic "We have her gown picked out and everything, Jin you can't give us new orders! You just can't!"
Jin sighed, regretting the words he was about to say, but it had to be done. "Girls, my Queen has ordered you ladies tonight to serve under our special guests." They both looked at him in disbelief as he continued. "Since there have been shortages in slaves for the time being, she wants the best for her welcome guests, and since you two have pleased her with your respectful services all these years, she would like you two to do her wish. To give the finest service," Jin finished by setting his hands on each of the girl's shoulders.
"By any chance Jin, do you know who these guests might be?" Bulma couldn't help but to ask.
Jin brought in his wrinkled small lips into a thin line, and proceeded to answer "It is the prince's childhood friend and advisor Lord Kakarot, and the Prince himself, Prince Vegeta."
After a few seconds of initial shock and disbelief, it was Chi Chi that came out of the trance first. "No, No, the Queen can't do this to us! We're walking straight to our deaths! She can't do this to us!" She couldn't help but bow her head, letting the tears finally fall.
"Jin, we've heard what those men did to planets, to families, TO WOMEN! They are ruthless Jin, if we make the slightest mistake, they will not hesitate to kill us! Do you understand that?" Tears were threatening to fall out of Bulma's eyes too, but no she had to be strong, at least for Chi Chi.
Just as Jin was about to speak, Chi Chi cut him off "And what do you mean serve the prince's advisor and the prince himself, aren't the rules two slaves per Royal?"
Jin nodded "Yes that is the rule….but in our circumstances at the moment we can only offer one per male royal since they are easier to accommodate. I'm sorry girls, if it were up to me I would never allow you two to go near their chambers, but this is the Queen's orders. Plus I don't think any harm will come to you ladies, you are the favorites of my Queen, and she would never let you walk to your deaths."
"Sure sounds like it." Bulma added, receiving a glare from Jin mouthing the word 'respect'.
"Bulma I'll take the Prince, you go ahead and take his advisor." Chi Chi brought her head back down dejectedly.
"No it's ok Chi I have way more experience in serving other royals than just the Queen, you go ahead and take the advisor. I got this!"
Chi Chi brought her head back up to look at her best friend "Are you sure? I mean you've heard his reputation and all, he's not a good guy Bulma…." Bulma only smiled and nodded, bringing her arms to hug her best friend. "Doesn't matter girly, just do your best with Lord Kakarot."
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Sorry You guys this was such a short chapter, but I had homework to do :(. But I will promise the next will be a longer one and vegeta and bulma meet, along with Chi and Goku. This is not a fairy tale story, you have been warned. Thanks you guys for reading and make sure to give me some feedback as well! greatly appreciated!