How it started.
Planet Vegeta
Prince Vegeta walked around his palace, still enraged that he had been interrupted from his training to go have a meeting with his father and evil stepmother. He had been up since four A.M. in the training rooms and finally when he thought he was getting somewhere, Kakarrot told him that his father called for him. 'How am I to defeat Freeza if I get interrupted so much?' he thought to himself. There he was, walking to the throne room with Kakarrot to have this stupid meeting. As he edged toward the doors, he threw them open to reveal a startled servant and his father sitting on his throne.
"Vegeta, so nice of you to show up," King Vegeta spoke, looking at his son.
"What do you want old man? Didn't you realize that I was in the middle of training?" Vegeta said with a hint of anger in his voice. King vegeta smiled and waved off the servant and Kakarrot who was still behind the prince.
"We need to talk about a few important issues," his father said; then continued,
"My time to step down from the throne is near, and I believe that you need to step up."
Vegeta was enthralled with the idea that he would soon be the king of Vegeta. And he would finally be able to defeat Freeza, who threatened his empire. But there had to be a catch.
"And what is it that I have to do to become King?" Vegeta asked suspiciously, questions running through his mind.
"You need to get married," King Vegeta said with glory. He knew that the fact of getting married did not thrill the young prince for he had before tried to get married but it ended up horribly in ruin.
"You expect me to get married when your wife will not let me marry a soul?! Vegeta said, enraged. His stepmother was a foul witch, whom he could not stand. The fact was that every time a woman came into Prince Vegeta's life, his step mother would find a reason for the king to discard her from the palace.
"I will bring you a fine women Vegeta, and that of whom you shall marry no matter what the queen desires," The king spoke, and right about then Queen Victoria came through the doors. 'The look on her face is priceless,' Prince vegeta thought, and smirked at the sight of his enraged stepmother.
"And why wasn't I included in this meeting, may I ask?" Victoria glared at her husband, then shifted her glare to the smirking prince.
"Because we're talking about Prince Vegeta and his future wife," The king declared proudly to his wife. Victoria regarded him with disparagement.
"Why does Vegeta need to be married? I believe Freeza should be our top priority at this point in time," she told him.
"I realize that, and Vegeta is training for it, but it is about time he steps up to be king and in order to do so he must be married," he explained to her. She was not happy at all at this point.
"You want to get him married so he can take the throne!" Victoria yelled, while the prince just laughed at her.
"Woman, you have no say in whom my father chooses either," Prince vegeta laughed as the queen spared him and his father evil glares.
"What does he mean?" she asked her husband.
"I am choosing his mate, by myself, and whom ever I choose will marry him," King Vegeta explained then went on to say to them,
"Now, I will call you both back here when I have chosen a mate for Vegeta, and for now don't bother arguing with me. I will not be changing anything I have said," King Vegeta said then turned to leave; Victoria walking following right behind him.
'So, I'm getting married, but to whom?' Prince Vegeta wondered, then took off back to his training room, where he would continue to work to defeat Freeza.
Planet earth, One month later...
The beautiful princess of Earth sat in the gardens in the back of her palace. She lay there, daydreaming in the grass in her long green gown. She went to this place whenever she wanted peace and quiet; it was a place where she was able to think about anything and go off into her own little world.
"Princess Bulma, Princess Bulma?" someone called out into the distance. Bulma lifted her body from the grass, the sun blazing in her eyes. She looked to see who it was.
"Chichi, what is it that you need of me?" she asked her friend who was clearly out of breath from the run to her.
"Your father calls for you, he says it is important that he sees you at once," Chichi responded then helped the princess up.
"Princess, you ruined your dress lying in the grass," Chichi said, very annoyed. Bulma just smiled at her friend then took off to the palace, Chichi ran right after her.
Bulma arrived at the throne room out of breath. Her mother and father were already seated in their thrones.
"So, Father, you called me here?" Bulma asked suspiciously, a smile still on her face. The king and queen looked at each other anxiously. What they were hiding Bulma had no clue.
"The king of Vegeta and I have been talking recently, his son is looking for a wife you know," the king proclaimed to his young daughter. All she could do was nod along as her father continued to explain.
"The king thinks it will be a good idea if we ally against Freeza," The king profussed to her. Bulma looked up in surprise, her face relieved.
"This is wonderful! Are you to going to have a treaty signed?" Bulma asked. The queen let out a faint cry and looked away from her daughter, the king pat her shoulder and looked back to his daughter.
"We have come to the decision that you and the prince are to be married," the king declared proudly. Bulma, however, was thinking otherwise.
"Married!?! Father I am but sixteen, is that not so young anymore?" she cried out as her mother turned to her.
"Bulma, my dear, I was but that age when I married, and you have blossomed into a beautiful young woman." Her mother said this to her with tears streaming down her face. Her words bore truth as Bulma was a beautiful woman now. She had grown quickly, her breasts large and round, accentuated her nice figure.
"When am I to leave?" Bulma asked looking down at the floor.
"In the hour," the king replied; his daughter's face shot up shocked.
"An hour? What of my things?" she asked.
"They have already been packed," he paused, "And we know you will fall in love with Planet Vegeta." His wife looked up at her only daughter and smiled.
"I know you are strong Bulma, and you'll get through this," her mother finished kissing her on the cheek then turned, exiting the room. Bulma fell to her knees with a broken sob.
"You will see us again, Princess," her father said, then exiting the room leaving a scared and sobbing Princess there.
Bulma had gotten to the ship as she started to walk up the ramp she turned to give her parents one last glance. Her Father waved as her mother cried, She looked at the planet she loved so much and the people she cared so dearly about, and walked the rest of the way on the ship, awaiting her fate.
Prince Vegeta paced the throne room as he waited impatiently for his father to show up. He had been wondering since this morning what the whole fuss was about. He had seen people running up and down the halls with decorations and things. Now he was here, having been called to the throne room.
Through the doors King Vegeta entered with Queen Victoria right behind him firing questions. 'She must not know what is going on either,' Vegeta thought to himself with a smirk. So his father sat at his throne and looked at the eager Queen and his son.
"I have called you here because I have exciting news," King Vegeta spoke happily. The queen stared him down. Both her and the prince wondering what was going on.
"So, what is it?" Prince Vegeta asked his father.
"I have found you a wife," His father replied the queen looked at him in shock and the prince looked on suspiciously.
" And who is she?" Prince Vegeta asked suspiciously as he took a glance at his stepmother
"She is the Princess of a small planet name Earth and she shall be arriving here shortly, I thought that I would tell you before she got her" The king spoke to them. Victoria totally enraged looked straight at her husband.
"Is this what this celebration is about tonight A NEW FUTURE QUEEN" She yelled . Prince vegeta snickered and she shot him an evil look.
" It is only polite that we celebrate her coming" The king acknowledged the two.
" What is her name?" Prince Vegeta questioned his father. His father smirked knowing that just maybe the prince would except her.
"Bulma" The king answered shortly getting ready to leave but he almost forgot
"And Frieza shall be here tonight so watch the girl" He asked the price then walked away
Bulma was still on the ship on her way to Planet Vegeta. All her stuff had been packed for her, and she had been told she was to go so fast. She laid on her bed crying to herself. She knew that she would miss her parent's with all her heart.
The buzzer went off, she would arrive on Planet Vegeta in only five minutes...
Author's note: This is my first fic so be nice and review!
