1"Raising Vegeta" : YES IT HAS FINALLY COME OUT WITH IT'S FIRST CHAPTER!!

Disclaimer: No I don't own DragonballZ!!

(A/N: If you are confused while reading this, then you need to go read "Hey Vegeta")

Vegeta was a battered animal, beaten by the outside world he now desperately clung to a metaphorical cage. Bulma quickly realized this, and so she was very cautious with the saiyan prince. She knew he had already took a very enormous step, when he accepted her offer of companionship, and so she did not push for further progress.

Well not for a while, at least. Vegeta had stopped eating with her family, and was taking all his food in the gravity room (with the idea of going back to training immediately). Bulma let him do this without any interference for a few weeks, but soon she decided to intrude on his meals.

First it was only breakfast. Everyday in the morning she would show up on the screen in the GR. with a friendly hello, and a bright smile, just for him. At first he was a little suspicious of her sudden appearances, till Bulma said, "Don't look at me that way Vegeta. Were friends now, aren't we, so it's perfectly normal for us to eat at least one meal together."

The prince gave no response to this, and went back to his meal, allowing Bulma to eat her's with him over the intercom.

The genius refused to go in the gravity room, and eat with him, because that was Vegeta's territory. It would be wrong for her to push herself on the alien so fast. There was no doubt it would scare him away. And so she waited patiently for the saiyan to accept her into his heart, and the training pod. The GR was his sanctuary, and she knew when she got access to that, it would be a sign of trust.

They ate in peace, ...well until the prince would forget his manners. "Vegeta slow down," Bulma advised. The way the man was scarfing down his food it looked like he was afraid someone was going to take it from him. His movements were wild, however his eyes, though planted on a single spot of the floor shined with distrust. An ignorant witness might have simply labeled Vegeta as a savage, however Bulma was very observant.

The prince was scared, although he was the only one in the room old habits left him protective. Vegeta must have spent many hungry hours on Freeza's ship as a child. For it was probably very easy for other soldiers to rob him in the beginning. Ignoring Bulma's comment the man kept shoving his mountain of bacon, and eggs down his throat, till he was interrupted once again...

"No one is going to take your food Vegeta. I promise. You can eat safely here."

Again, the prince's stomach did a flip flop, just like in the garden ...with the bird...

The alien looked up the screen with questioning eyes, how did she always know what he was thinking...?

The young woman smiled at him, decreasing his fears of starvation. Not that there was anyone around who had the power to take his plate.

The prince stared at the grinning earthling for a few more minutes before, going back to his breakfast. But this time he ate slowly. And when he used his napkin, Bulma almost clapped her hands in delight.

Soon days passed...

The two would occasionally meet in the hall ways...

She would smile...

He would ignore her...

Weeks passed...

Again they would occasionally meet...

She would say hello...

The prince would grunt in return...

Months passed...

Bulma began to show up at lunch...

Vegeta ate like a civilized man, in her presence...

Finally she had collected enough courage to make conversation...

He would add a comment here and there...

Then they were sharing all their meals together...

It was the end of their first year ...

Bulma was in the middle of lunch with her saiyan prince, but she couldn't eat. Something was wrong. Her alien friend was acting quite unusual today.Vegeta refused to eat his meal, and would not answer her when she asked why. All the saiyan would do was stare at the door to the gravity room in complete silence.

The genius decided she was going to have to use some scrutiny, and cautious conclusions to figure out what was going on. She scanned the room.

First clue! There was one too many trays of food in the training pod. Normally he only ate exactly nine plates of food, not ten.

Second clue! The door to the GR. was wide open, when normally it was shut tight.

Third clue!! Vegeta kept opening and closing his mouth occasionally, as the minutes passed. It almost seemed like he wanted to ask something...

Put it all together...!!

Bulma literally fell out her chair, and out of the view on the screen. She couldn't believe it!! The genius left her breakfast abandoned on the floor. Wasting no time she sprinted to the gravity room. Reaching the entrance she quickly scurried across the floor toward dangerous prince that she had been trying to charm, for nearly a year .

But all her struggles had paid off. He was finally inviting her into the GR.

She had earned his trust, well, some of it...

They ate in silence till the prince actually tried to make conversation...

"So how are my training bots coming along?"

Yes, it was a dull attempt but at least he was trying...

"They are doing great! I should have them done by tonight!"

Vegeta nodded. "Alright you can bring them with you, when you come to dinner."

Bulma pinched herself, he was inviting her back for a second meal?!

It took every ounce of self control she had to keep her from dancing around the room in victory.

So instead of dancing, she decided to do something else...

"Thank you for being my friend Vegeta." She reached out and took her one of his hands in hers, hoping to introduce the alien to the common hand shake.

Big mistake!!

At first there didn't look like there was a problem. The prince was even holding her hand in return, the genius thought it might be the time to slowly begin the process of moving their hold up...and down...she'd do it slowly, and hopefully not startle him. However any intimacy with the prince should have been given more thought.

Bulma blushed when Vegeta gave her a soft smile, but then his grip suddenly tightened.

The young woman screamed, as the alien tried to break her hand...

He continued to smile, it was comforting to have physical contact with someone...

Resisting the urge to claw their hands apart Bulma quickly bit her lower lip. If she panicked it would not end well. But she had to act fast if she was going to save her fingers...

"Vegeta!" The genius snapped with authority.

The prince loosened his hold from shock, and looked at the earthling curiously...

"You stop that right now!" Bulma hissed, and then slowly softened her voice. "I know you don't know what to do, but we do not react like this. You're a smart young man and I know deep down, you know this is wrong."

Vegeta didn't reply, instead he rapidly ripped his hand away in shame.

Bulma smiled comfortingly. "It's alright. You're new to this so I forgive you." She scooted over to him. "I'm not mad." She took his hand again. Vegeta looked down at their fingers, and then to the genius with a clueless expression. "It's OK," The young woman whispered, "all you have to do is hold it– gently!"

The dark prince nodded cradling his new friend's hand in his and after a moment of adjustment there was movement, and the hand shake was complete!. The blue haired beauty gazed at her new companion. It was clear the alien's past lacked any type of maternal or non opposing presence to explain a calmer world to him. Thus it looked like Bulma would have to pick up the slack and raise Vegeta.

(A/N: O.K. that was chapter one!! WOOOOOOOOOO I did it!! Well how was it everybody?? Cause I've got sooooo many ideas for this fanfic, but I'd love suggestions.)