Title: Tamed Heart

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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, although I do wish I did, I think I'd be rich…

Author's note: Hey there all my faithful readers. Here is a new one for everyone. I had this great idea, The gang is in a band, all of them. A few twists and everybody is having a good old time! I promise, at least I hope this ends up being a good story. Please Review.

Chapter One

It was an earlyFriday morning, Bulma woke up, looking at her clock, it was seven fifteen. "Holy shit!" Bulma feel off the bed and grabbed her cell phone. Dialing a number, she stood up and looked at her clock.

"Hello?"

"Chi? How come no one called me? My alarm clock never went off and I can't believe it, I might be late!"

"Bulma, it is okay, don't worry about it, the band isn't meeting until eight," ChiChi stated.

"Yeah, but I just woke up!" Bulma ran to her closet, "I don't even know what to wear!"

"Bulma, stop panicking! Please, you are making me nervous."

"Well, I mean this is a big deal for us. The biggest record label wants us to come in for a meeting to see if we are any good. I mean, this is a BIG deal, and I am late."

"Bulma, please calm down, breath," Bulma stopped and breathed in and out. "Good, okay, now, let's figure out what you should wear, okay? I think you should wear a mini skirt because that is what me and 18 are, and then wear a blue halter top."

"Sounds good," Bulma said.

"Okay, now, get ready, and don't take that long, remember, we may only be eighteen, but we have to make a good impression. This might be our big break."

"Yeah, I know," Bulma smiled, "Thank you Chi."

"No problem, now go get ready and call me when you are on your way."

"Okay," Bulma and ChiChi hung up the phone and she walked into her bathroom. She washed herself quickly as she could, putting on her make-up and styling her hair, long and curly. When she was done, she walked to her closet, putting on a blue jean mini skirt and a blue halter-top with a fabric tie up belt with blue flip-flops. Bulma smiled, "That looks good."

Bulma called ChiChi as she walked downstairs, "Okay mom, I am leaving."

"Good luck sweet heart."

"Hey ChiChi," Bulma said as she got into her black mustang and started it up. "I am on my way, how much time do I have?"

"Oh, about thirty minutes, I promise, you are good. We will meet you in the front of the building."

"Okay, talk to you in a bit." They hung up and Bulma sped off to the Label Company.

Bulma parked quickly, she smiled as she saw her friends and band at the door. "Hey there you guys, I thought I was going to be late."

"I told you B, you would be fine," ChiChi smiled.

"Thanks," Bulma smiled. There was 18, Vegeta, Goku, Krillen, ChiChi, Brolly, and Bulma. They were seniors at their local high school; they had no interest in school, and never reallyhad interest. They had started being friends since middle school but it wasn't until their freshmen year in high school did they start a band. Vegeta played the drums and sang the screaming vocals behind Bulma, Goku and Brolly played bass, ChiChi, 18, and Krillen played the electric guitars, while Bulma was the lead singer. They loved the band. They became very popular just after a few months.

They played at many places. Mainly clubs that a lot of teens or young adults happened to go to. Places like The Core or The Loft was who loved them playing for them. They even put on their own concerts where ever they were able to, or even afford.

It wasn't untiltheir Senior year, they had finally been noticed by who they wanted. A man named Yamacha, from SatanSide records wanted to sign them. They wereone of the top record companiesknown,and Yamacha was a very important person.They were excited. Mr. Yamacha had set up the appointment for the day, he told the band that if they empress the boss, Radditz, which they would, they would be bigger than any other punk rock band around.

"Are we ready?" 18 asked.

"Yeah, I guess," ChiChi said. She noticed that Bulma was nervous, "Don't worry B, it will be fine."

"I hope so," Bulma said, they started to walk upstairs; Vegeta walked up behind Bulma.

"Like she said, it will be fine, you'll do great," Vegeta smirked at Bulma. He always made her feel better, he was her best friend, although no one else in the band really noticed. Bulma and Vegeta had been friends since, well, forever. Bulma always went to him when problemsrose up in Bulma's personal life. The best part about their friendship, Vegeta lived on his own, he had done so since he wasseventeen. Although his parents were extremely rich, Vegeta took the money he was allowed to and just let. Of course, they still send him money, but they never talk, only his mother calls him, but even then, He doesn'tcall her and never really talks for more the fifteen minutes.

"Hi, how may I help you?" They walked up to a desk, a lady smiled at them.

"Um, yes, we are Fearful and we have a meeting with Mr. Radditz, and Mr. Yamacha."

"Oh yes, hold on please," She beeped on the phone. "Mr. Radditz?"

"Yes Mei," he asked.

"The band, Fearful are here for their meeting," she said.

"Ah yes, please, send them in."

"Yes sir." Mei looked up, "He will see you now, go right through that door."

"Thank you so much," the gang walked into the room. There he was, Mr. Radditz stood at the end of the room.

"Please take a seat," He motioned for them to sit down. He sat down on the end, while Yamacha sat on one side and another woman sat on the other. "Now, let me introduce myself. I am Radditz, and I run SatanSide Records here in Beautiful California. We are one of the best and most famous record companies in the world. Mostly signing punk rock, heavy metal, and other types of rock bands. I am sure you know Yamacha, one of my best men on this damn staff and Paris, Yamacha's wife. Both are the best of the best here at SatanSide Records. Now, tell me about your band," Radditz sat down.

"My name is Bulma Briefs, I am the lead singer. That is Vegeta, he plays the drums and is the screamer, Goku and Brolly play the bass and scream along side of Vegeta while ChiChi, 18, and Krillen play the electric's guitars. We've been a band for almost four years now, and we play punk rock mostly, and are now getting into a little bit of metal."

"Hmm, I like the sound," Radditz stated. "And I love the name, Fearful, it is different. But it could change, I am sure something might change. I've listened to your demo recording, Do one of you guys own a studio?"

"Yes sir, Goku's dad had one placed inside their house for us," Bulma said.

"Interesting, and you guys sale these when or where?"

"Well, we play at the Core and the Loft a lot. So they sale a lot of our stuff, we've made shirts and things, so we are well known as it is. We also play at our school at the end of every year, and we play at the battle of the bands, which is where Mr. Yamacha saw us."

"Yes, and Yamacha had a lot to brag about. He told me that the crowd loved your band, and you ended up winning, is that correct?"

"Yes sir," Bulma said with a smile.

"I like you, I like this band a lot. And I like how you guys sound. You know how to play. But one last question, who makes the music?"

"Well, actually, we all sit around and we all come up with things. But most times, it is Vegeta who comes up with a lot of the songs."

"I like you guys," Radditz turned to his phone, "Mei?"

"Yes sir?"

"Can you please go get the contracts in my office?"

"Yes sir, I'll be right there sir," Mei did as she was told.

"Give each band member a packet," Radditz said and Mei nodded. "Thank you Mei."

When she was gone, the gang looked through the packets. "Now, I want you to read those carefully, because once you sign, you are my band, part of SatanSide Records. I will get twenty-five percent of all profits, Yamacha and Paris are your managers, all songs will be ran through them, then passed through me. This Demo will be re-made starting next week and it will go into stores."

The gang smiled, they all finished reading and signed happily. "Welcome aboard SatanSide Records Fearful, you won't be disappointed, as will we," They shock hands. "Now, I will leave you guys with your new managers to go through the more detailed procedures of next week."

Once Radditz was gone, Yamacha stood up. "Well, as he said, you will have all next week to start record the demo you made so it can be released, but before it is released, we need a photo shoot. Paris has already set up a time and a place for this."

"Yes, since we start recording next week, we will have a schedule for you starting Monday. So I suggest you guess rehearse over this weekend and relax, because in one week, you are going to have little relaxation," Paris said. "Also, this weekend, Sunday, I think, We are going shopping. New outfits and I say, meet me here at twelve in the afternoon, we will make a day out of it."

"Yes ma'am."

"Oh please, you make me sound old, I am only twenty three, just call me Paris." She smiles. "Now, you guys can go, one moreday of school is left, and you guys have graduation tomorrow. So I guess we will see you guys Saturday."

"Okay," They nodded and left.

"Oh my freaking gosh, can you believe it! We've just been signed!" 18 jumped on top on Krillen's back.

"This is going to be awesome!" Goku said.

"Hey you guys, let's get to school, party tonight, alright?" Brolly asked.

"Hell yes, we have to celebrate!" ChiChi said.

"Oh yea, most definitely. Oh, but we cannot tell anyone!" 18 said.

"I know, it has to be a surprise," Bulma said with a smile.

"Listen to her, she is already bossing us around. What is up with that?" Brolly laughed.

"Oh blah blah blah," Bulma stock her tongue out at him.

"How childish," Vegeta stated.

"Don't give her that much crap, if it wasn't for her, we probably would not have gotten the invitation that we did. We just got sign! I mean, I think she can act dumb and childish for now," Krillen said.

Bulma smiled, "Yeah, I guess things are going to change huh?"

"Yeah, they are." ChiChi looked at the record company building, "Just think, this time next year, we could be the biggest punk rock band around."

"I can't wait, I finally get to move out," Bulma stated.

"Yeah, but you have to admit, that if it weren't for your parents, we might not have been here," 18 said.

"True, but if they were as happy for me as they use to be, maybe our relationship wouldn't be so dramatic. Ya know it?" Bulma leaned up against ChiChi's car. "I hope this works out for us."

"Yeah, me too..."

"But B, you need to promise us something..." ChiChi said.

"Anything."

"Don't go thinking you are the 'owner' of this band, please. I mean, we started this band as equals and we need to keep it that way, not let them run us."

"I know," Bulma smiled and hugged ChiChi. "I promise I won't do that."

"But you do know, Mr. Radditz does not like our name...maybe it is time for a new one. The name is kind of..." Krillen thought for a moment.

"Stupid.." Vegeta said bluntly.

"That would be a good word for it," Brolly said.

"Then it is agreed, we all think of a new name by Sunday?" 18 suggested.

"Yeah, I think that sounds good," Bulma said, everyone nodded. After their conversation, they were off to school.

Near the end of the day, Bulma was tired. She laid down in her bed. She looked up at the ceiling. "Hey there honey, I heard you got signed today?"

"Yeah, mom told you huh?"

"Yeah," Dr. Briefs sat on Bulma's bed. "I am happy for you. This is a big chance for you."

"Yeah it is, aren't you proud?"

"Well, I kind of think you are wasting your time," Dr. Briefs said.

"Why? I can't believe it, I mean, you congratulate me and yet you have always hated my band. This is finally going to happen and you can't even be happy and support me?"

"What can I say Bulma dear, I think this is going to be a waste of time. School is where you need to be."

"Fuck school, I could care less!" Bulma left her bedroom and ran outside to her car. Speeding off she went straight to Vegeta's appartment.

Bulma walked to the door and took the elevator up. When she finally got to the appartment door, she knocked. "Who is is?"

"Vegeta, it's me, Bulma."

"Hold on," Vegeta opened the door. "Is it time to go party already?"

"No, I just need a place to stay after the 'partying' goes on tonight," Bulma asked.

"Ah, I see, another fight with daddy?"

"Yup…so can I?"

"Yeah, I don't see why not? And I am guessing you were in such a big hurry to get the hell out of there so you didn't get any clothes?"

"I am sorry," Bulma looked at Vegeta.

"Ha. You're lucking I am your friend, or I wouldn't keeping some of your clothes here."

"I know Vegeta, you are the greatest friend in the world!" Bulma smiled and hugged Vegeta.

"I know I know. Now get off, I need to get ready," Vegeta walked into his bathroom.

"I can't wait till this band goes big, I can't wait to get out of that house," Bulma said, looking around his apartment.

"I don't see why you don't leave now, I mean, you are eighteen. Leave tomorrow while your father is at work."

"Would you help me? Oh wait, where would I go? Chi's parents hate me, and 18 and Krillen already live together, I do not want to be there with them, no telling what they do…ew."

"Why don't you just stay here? You do it most of the time anyways…"

"Are you sure," Bulma walked his living room and sat down.

"Yeah, it is fine, I have a spare room anyway, it is all yours if you want it?"

"Thanks Veggie. You are the greatest."

"This, I already know. And besides, after this band gets big, you can buy your own place." Bulma smile, she liked the sound of that. Vegeta walked out of the bathroom, wearing the sexiest outfit ever. Vegeta would never know how Bulma felt truly. She really liked him. More than just a best friend. He had been there for her in everything she had ever done. It was really Bulma and Vegeta who came up with the music and really, it was their idea for the band.

"You ready to leave sexy boy?" Bulma playfully asked.

"Ha. Ha. Thanks for the compliment," Vegeta smirked. "Now let's go."