hello :) so, here is the promised story centered in the "allies" universe from my series of one shots, "equals". the second chapter will consist of the one shot previously posted in "equals". this first chapter gives a bit of background surrounding bulma and vegeta in this universe. stay tuned as this story progresses :) reviews are welcomed, as they truly do help me develop my writing/stories.

i do not own any of these characters or dbz


When they first met, Vegeta was eleven and she was ten.

Their parents were somehow convinced they would be fast friends, and arranged for the palace nannies to take the children to play on the beach located outside of the palace. So, around noon, the pair arrived at the shoreline with their entourage.

Little Bulma was intrigued by the boy her age with the hair unlike any hair she'd ever seen before. But, to her disappointment, the boy wouldn't look at her. As they both sat at the water's edge, Bulma became increasingly annoyed. She would hold up an oddly shaped shell and ask him what it was, and he'd ignore her. She tried telling him about Earth and asking him if he had any pets, but he simply gazed into the ocean, refusing to even look at her.

Bulma was incredulous. No one ever ignored her. To her parents, she was their pride and joy. To the entire civilization of Earth, she was the daughter of the scientist who saved them all from the evil monster. She was a princess, and she would not tolerate this dumb boy with the big hair treating her like she wasn't there.

Grunting, she stood up, putting her hands on her hips.

"If you're going to just stare at the water, fine! I don't need you anyway. I have tons of friends back at home. And besides, your hair looks dumb." She stuck her tongue out at him, turning to walk back to their towels, when cold water drenched her from behind. Gasping, she parted her wet hair out of her face and turned around to see the young boy laying on his back, laughing and holding his sides. Enraged, Bulma had marched off and refused to speak to him for the rest of that trip.

Needless to say, their relationship hasn't developed much since then.

Gazing out one of the few windows on their spaceship, Bulma sighed. All these incredible galaxies just waiting to be explored, and she was stuck in a one-way trip to Vegetasei, the only planet her parents allow her to visit.

This summer was supposed to be the summer that she began to learn about becoming the CEO of Capsule Corporation. There were supposed to be celebrations and galas and lines of hot young sons of diplomats lining up to dance with her. In her mind, it was going to be perfect.

Instead, her parents had forced her (once again) to join them on their excursion to Vegetasei, planet of the dumb apes and home to her least favorite person. Throwing herself back on her cot, she groans, rubbing her eyes. For the sake of the gods, she was seventeen. She naively thought that because of her age, she could negotiate with her parents. She didn't even do anything on these trips anyway, aside from attend every single event with Prince Monkey Butt by her side.

Their relationship has always been the same… well, aside from that one visit when she was fifteen, but they moved past that incident easily, once Bulma adopted Vegeta's coping mechanism of never discussing anything in order to avoid any conflict.


Rolling over to cuddle with her big stuffed bear, Bulma closes her eyes, hoping that if she falls asleep she might wake up back in her comfy, big bed on Earth.

Spitting out blood, Vegeta wipes his mouth and stands up again, resuming his fighting stance. Inwardly, he curses himself for falling for Raditz's cheap shot.

"Hey Prince, what's got you so distracted?" Raditz taunts, a lazy smirk forming over his mouth as blood drips from his forehead.

"You know what's wrong with him, the Princess of all Brats is coming back." Turles jokes from the sideline, elbowing Nappa.

With a glare, the teenage Prince sends an energy blast toward Turles, narrowly missing him. Undeterred, Turles and Nappa continue to laugh.

"Don't worry your Highness, your secret is safe with us." Nappa winks at the young prince.

"I can't stand her, Nappa." Vegeta seethes, while placing a well aimed kick on Radtiz's back, sending the man flying forward.

"You sure weren't saying that when you had your tongue shoved down her throa-" Turles is cut off when the Prince appears in front of him, his hand clutched around the low-ranking soldier's neck.

"What," Vegeta says between clenched teeth, "were you saying?" His gloved fingers dig deeper into Turles's neck. A stressed look appears on the man's face, and he holds his hand up in surrender.

"Vegeta, that's enough." A new, booming voice commands Prince Vegeta to let go of the soldier, and the prince does so reluctantly. Around him, all the males with him drop to one knee. Crossing his arms, Vegeta then turns away from his father like a petulant child.

"Son, the Briefs are arriving soon. Go get changed. And try to learn some self control." The King looks down his nose at Turles, who waves weakly from the heap he is in on the ground.

"Do you understand, Vegeta?" His father asks sternly. Knowing better than to totally disrespect his father in front of his men, Prince Vegeta turns around and crosses an arm over his chest, bending slightly at the waist.

"Yes." He answers sullenly, and his father nods in approval. Once his father leaves, Vegeta moodily grabs a towel and heads to his rooms to change for his daily walk with his mother. Wiping his brow, he clenches his teeth, trying to shake off the particularly bad feeling he has about tonight.


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