Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z.. Though you can obviously tell the characters I created. I'm not the best speller, so if there are a few mess ups, sorry.

Chapter 1 – The Blue Bride

All of Planet Vegeta lay quite in slumber as the sun slowly began to peer far in the horizon causing a pale violet to fall across the sky. Two very loyal and well trusted low class saiyan servants of the royal family proceeded down the corridor to awake the young master. One a middle aged woman with dark hair and eyes named Chola and the other, Gliefa a wise elderly man with white hair and pale eyes. Once they reached the prince's chamber Chola knocked on the door twice alerting the prince of their presents.

"Your highness" Chola called as they entered his room "It is time for you to awake."
"Go away" Vegeta groaned
"I'm sorry your majesty" Gliefa began "These are your father's orders."
"What time is it?" he mumbled
"It's just after sun rise, my lord" Chola answered
"Come back later." Vegeta sighed angrily
"You should shower and change before your father grows impatient." Chola bravely ordered the prince becoming annoyed with his attitude.
"Fine… I'll get up." Vegeta sat up in his bed "Did he say why he wanted me?
"No sir, just to meet him in the throne room." Gliefa told him

The servants then left the prince allowing him to shower in peace. Vegeta drew the covers off of his well toned body. He swung his legs over the side of his bed and sighed before standing up and going to his large washroom to bathe.

After showering Vegeta stood in his bathroom in front of the mirror. Water dripped from his naked body as he had placed both of hands on either side of the mirror staring into his reflection. "What is it now?" He thought. Vegeta dressed and pulled his family crest around his neck before leaving his quarters. The prince proceeded down the lightly lit corridor towards the throne room. Vegeta strolled in the room and stood in front of his father bowing his head.

"You wanted to see me, father?"
"Yes, sit down."

Vegeta did as his father ordered, while the king stood and approached his son.

"Vegeta, not long ago you turned sixteen." He began as he glanced down at the crest around his son's neck. "You received the crest around your neck symbolizing the life you will begin as future king of this planet."

Vegeta sat there with a vacant expression on his face. His father also drew out everything he told him. But Vegeta sat there patiently in silences waiting for the point of this speech.

"Now that you are aware of this role, it is time for you to take on another."
"What are you saying father?"

The king shot his son a hard look before returning to his beautifully jewel in crested throne. He took a sip of his red wine as he sat before continuing.

"You well have a mate by this time tonight."

Vegeta's eyebrow twitched at his father statement, but he held in his wise remark.

"I'll choose her?"
"Of course not" The king chuckled "There will be a tournament in the arena. All female saiyans sixteen years of age will attend. The winner shall become your mate."
"Bu- But father… That's not fair!" Vegeta blurted out.

King Vegeta slammed his fist on the armrest of his throne causing an echo in the room.

"I don't care if it's fair or not!" he roared "This is the same way your mother and I became mates. It shall be the same with you."
"But what—"
"But nothing! Your mother and I are leaving for the arena shortly; you will be on that shuttle."
"Yes father." He said through his teeth.

Vegeta brought his hand to his chest bowing his head once again before leaving the throne room. He stormed down the corridor muttering profane words as he went. The prince approached the entrance hall of the palace suddenly halting at the large golden doors that led to the grounds. He punched the doors with such force that the hall rumbled.

"Vegeta?"

He turned to the voice. It was has mother, Kaleta. A beautiful dark haired woman with kind eyes. She was dressed in the most elegant robes as she usually did.

"Mother"
"So you've heard."

He glared over at her before opening the golden doors taking a step out of the hall.

"It's not right that I have no choice in a mate."
"I know darling." Kaleta followed her son into the grounds "Your father didn't like the fact that he couldn't choose his mate either, but these are the traditions of the royal family."
"Screw traditions!"

Kaleta ignored his remark, realizing he was rather upset by the news. She had expected him to take it a little better than he was.

"If you're lucky the winner will be a beautiful woman and a wonderful future queen."
"Hmph.. Right I can only hope, since I have no say!"
"She will feel the same as you, Vegeta."

The queen pat her son on the shoulder before returning to the palace.

The sun rose higher into the clouds as a soft breeze swept through Vegeta's dark spiky hair. He sighed while he sat up from the grass holding himself up with his hands. Vegeta looked up in to the cloudy sky thinking of his mother's words.

"She better be beautiful…" he thought
"Your majesty" a voice called

He turned to see who called for him. He saw Gliefa walking towards him.

"What do you want now?"
"Your parents are leaving for the arena now."

Vegeta hopped up from the grass brushing himself off before leading the way to the shuttle area with Gliefa closely behind. Chola stood outside of the shuttle her arms folded tapping her foot. She noticed Vegeta and Gliefa approaching.

"Quickly your highness the king and queen have been waiting" she huffed

Vegeta ignored her comment walking past her without a word. He glanced to his right seeing his mother smiling back at him and his father completed oblivious to his presences. The prince turned to the left sitting in the back of the shuttle as far away from his father as possible. Seconds later the shuttle took off making its way to the battle arena on the other side of the city. Vegeta looked down at the town below. He sighed realizing that this was really happening and there was nothing he could do or say to change it. The shuttle decelerated causing Vegeta to look up from below. They had arrived. Moments later they came to a complete stop. Vegeta arose from his seat and stretching noticing his mother coming towards him. He met her at the exit door.

"It'll be okay" she told him sympathetically.

Vegeta said nothing and exited the shuttle. There were many saiyans awaiting there arrive as soon as the royal family emerged from the shuttle they all bowed respectfully. The family proceeded into the arena followed by Chola and Gliefa. They parted ways with there servants heading down to the battle grounds. Before the king step out into the middle of the arena he grabbed his son by the shoulder.

"I don't care what you think of me," he tone was harsh "But you better put a smile on and behave boy."

The king released his son and offered his arm to his wife and they made there way to the middle of the arena. Vegeta brushed his shoulder off and spit at the ground his father stood on though he did as he was told and put a smile on following behind his parent to the middle of the arena. The crowd burst in cheers at the sight of the family. King Vegeta raised his hands into the air calling for silence.

"Ladies and gentlemen" his voice roared among the crowd. "Welcome. Welcome all to the battle that shall determine my son's mate. I feel there is no need to delay this exciting event. Let the battle began."

They exited the grounds and proceeded up to their balcony to watch the fight. Moments later the gates opened all around the arena. Well over seventy sixteen year old girls emerged from them. The girls lined up in front of the family bowing there heads. Vegeta lend over the railing to the balcony observing the girls faces. There were main beauties among them.

"Not a bad group of girls" the queen mumbled to her husband.
"Yes, but are they strong enough"
"I was" the queen smiled batting her lashes.
The king kissed Kaleta's hand. "A very strong beauty." he smiled kissing her hand again. Vegeta rolled his eyes. Suddenly a voice called out causing the family to return their attention to the girls.

"I, Portha shall win this battle prince and be your mate."

Vegeta's eyes feel upon the girl who said this. She was attractive, but he has seen far more beauty in others.

"No I shall" another called

Portha turned to the girl and punched her across the face thus beginning the battle. King Vegeta laughed.

"The girl has spunk"

Vegeta rested his hand upon his chin watching the numerous girls fight none of which demanded his attention. And he slowly became more bored with this stupid tradition.

"Darling, look at that one with the hood" the queen pointed to the girl "her speed is remarkable."

Vegeta looked up searching for a girl with a hood over her head. She was just to the left of the balcony fighting a rather large girl. Even though Vegeta could not see her face he knew by her movements that she just had to be more attractive than that Portha girl.

As time went on the fighters began to thin out until only five competitors remained standing. Portha and the hooded girl included. A horn sounded signaling for the fighting to stop. King Vegeta thought it wise to give the remaining five girls a short break to regain there energy and a less crowded fighting ground. So the field was cleared of the many females that failed in the attempted to be the young prince's mate. King Vegeta lend forward to his son.

"Why don't you go down and entertain."
"What? Father I don't understand."
"Go down and talk to the remaining girl's; one of them after all shall become your mate."
"Fine…" he sighed angrily

Vegeta got up from his sit rather irritated as he walked down the stairs of the balcony heading to where the remaining competitors were. Portha immediately stood from where she sat.

"Your majesty!"

The rest of the girls stood bowing there heads, though the hooded girl remained in her place. She didn't seem to care if he was their or not.

"Ladies" Vegeta weakly smiled "Please take your sits."

Portha had a large smile on her face as she took a sit in front of the prince. Vegeta's eyes fell upon her for a moment before they drifted across the room. A small grin formed on his lips.

"The five of you have proven your strength" He took his eyes off the hooded girl. "The only question is which of you will win?"
"Of course that shall be I your highness." Portha stepped forward bringing her hand to her chest and smiled.
Vegeta's eyes returned to her. "You're very confident."

"I know I will win"

Vegeta noticed a head turn in his peripheral vision. He turned to see who. It was the girl with the hood upon her head. She had chuckled just as his eyes feel on her once more.

"Well, we shall see" Vegeta mumbled not taking his eyes off of the mysterious girl in the corner.

Just moments after the prince had finished speaking a horn sounded from the middle of the arena signaling that the battle would be continuing in a few minutes. Vegeta turned back to the young woman and said in a stern voice.

"Good luck."

He glanced over to hooded girl on last time as he turned to leave. There was a large lump in his throat as he returned to his parents.

"Kami he is so handsome." The girl with the shortest hair squealed breaking the silence.
Portha sighed. "Oh Yayko.. You flatter me, complementing my mate."

The two other females glared at Portha in disgust with her arrogance. Though these two females looked very similar in the face they were not related. Sansha being the tallest of the group towered over Portha.

"Who said you're going to be his mate?" Sansha huffed.
"Yeah! We all have a chance to be the winner." Airid butted in after Sansha.
"Hmph.. Believe what you'd like." Portha said annoyed.

Another horn sounded and the five remaining woman walked back threw the gates to the middle of the arena. Each of them separated and took a fighting stance waiting for the last horn to sound. Yayko, Sansha, and Airid seemed to have the same thought in there mind for each of them were facing Portha. The last horn went off and without hesitation the three girls dashed straight for Portha. She chuckled while charging up her ki. With one swift kick she caught all three of them with her energy throwing them across the arena. There was a loud cry in pain just seconds later. Sansha had pierced her chest straight through a spear that was left behind from the earlier battle. Portha began to laugh loudly as Yayko and Airid got to there feet.

"Well that was easier than I thought." A wicked smile curled on her lips.

Airid glanced over at Sansha. Blood was pouring from her chest wound and slowly began to trickle out of her mouth. Her eyes were blank. Airid balled her fists and charged towards Portha.

"You son of a bitttccch!" She screamed in anger.

Portha's grin widened. "Did we not just do this?" She yelled back punching Airid hard across the face knocking her down to the ground. Yayko appeared behind Portha and kicked her right in the neck forcing her in the air. Portha regained her controlled and floated in mid-air a few feet from them. She cracked her neck and laughed.

"Is that the best you can do?"

Portha disappeared for a moment and then reappeared just above Yayko. Yayko had just enough time to look up to Portha spitting in her face. She angrily wiped it away with her sleeve just as Airid came up front the ground to hit Portha. She easily dodged it and grab the two by their faces smashing there heads into the ground. Portha flipped backwards. The crowd cheered loudly as Portha landed. She raised her fist into the air as she laughed. The crowd abruptly ceased in there cheers Portha looked around confused. The hooded female appeared above the two girls helpless on the ground.

"She came out of no where.." Vegeta muttered to himself.

Kaleta glanced over at her son and smiled. She felt the king thug on her hand and she returned her eyes to the battle.

"You don't want to miss anything my dear." The king spoke softly to his wife.

Portha turned around just in time to see the hooded girl heel Airid in the chest and blast Yayko with a powerful ki. The crowd erupted into cheers again. Portha scoffed.

"How dare you steal my glory."

The hooded girl glanced up from the ground gazing over toward Portha as she rose to her feet.

"And you should always finish off your opponents when you have the chance."

Portha looked taken back. She began to change her power higher.

"No one can speak to me like that!" She yelled heatedly.

The hooded female placed her hands on her hips. Her lips smiled as she cocked her head to the side.

"Aren't we the drama queen." She teased
"I'll kill you!" Portha screamed as she bolted forward.

The hooded girl remained in her current stance and taunted Portha by folding her arms and yawning.

"What is that girl doing?" Vegeta yelled standing up.
The king smirked. "Pipe down Vegeta."

The prince paused looking at his father and stumbled back to his seat. His parents shared a glance and the queen slightly chuckled.

Portha was nearly at foot away from the hooded female as she swung her arm back balling her fingers into a fist as she lunged forward and swung. The hooded girl stuck her tongue out as she disappeared causing Portha to stumble as she punched nothing but air. The crowd began to laugh while Portha's cheeks flushed. She gritted her teeth together and slowly turned around to see her opponent standing before her.

"You're a bit slow" She laughed laying a hard blow across Portha's cheek.

Portha fell to one knee and clutched he face as the hooded female vanished and appear merely ten feet away from her. Portha rose back to her feet as she spit one of her teeth out and wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand.

"You're gonna regret that."

Portha darted forward again, but this time the hooded girl did not stay in her place. She simply walked forward casually as if strolling in a park. This enraged Portha. She conjured a ki in her left hand and threw it forward. The hooded girl quickly charged her own ki and cancelled Portha's out. The hood girl smiled as she waved her hand in the air causing Portha to stop in her tracks.

"What the-?" Portha mumbled "What the hell did you do to me?"
The hooded girl appeared behind her and whispered softly in her ear. "Heh, well now.. It wouldn't be fun if I told you that."

Portha yelled out in pain as the hooded girl took a hold of her forearm and began to twist it in the wrong direction. Her knees began to shake, but do to the barrier around her Portha was unable to stop her from causing her pain. The more Portha protested the more the hooded girl twisted her arm. Until soon a snap was heard and one last cry emerged from Portha's lips. Her arm fell limp to her body as tears streamed down her cheeks. The hooded her smirked as she went to grab her other arm.

"Please.. I beg of you to stop. I-I give up. You can have the prince, he's yours."
The hooded girl released her arm. "Hmph.. Pathetic." She turned her back to Portha and waved her hand over her shoulder releasing her from the barrier.

Portha fell to her knees and clutched at her broken arm. She glared up at the hooded girls back and rose to her feet again.
"What a hypocrite.. She doesn't even take her own words into consideration." Portha thought as a smile appeared on her lip before she charged forward.

"Hey girl, look out!" Vegeta blurted out without thinking.
King Vegeta smacked his son on the back of the head. "Don't interfere with the patch" he growled.

The hooded girl glanced up at the royal family for a moment and smirked. She was not stupid. But she knew that Portha was if she'd attack her while her back was turned. She turned around in the nick of time grabbing a hold of Portha's biceps stopping her. Portha squirmed for a moment. But the hooded girls grab was too strong. There was nothing left for her to do. Portha head butted the hooded girl with a smile on her lips. Her grab weakened and Portha jumped back waiting for her to attack. The hooded girls' hood suddenly slipped off of her head as she pulled her head back down from the blow. Portha's mouth dropped and the crowded looked at the girl in shock.

"Her hair is blue?!" Vegeta coughed out.
"A legendary saiyan? So they do exist.." Kaleta said in amazement.
"I was told that they were a myth." The king spoke in surprise as the royal family leaned forward to get a better look at her.
"Apparently not" Vegeta said stunned.

"You- Your- Blue. Your hair is blue!" Portha gasped
The blue saiyan rolled her eyes as she removed her cloak. "Nice observation.."
"E-Even your tail?" She stumbled out.
"You're beginning to bore me" She sighed.

The blue haired saiyan dashed forward and returned the head butt that Portha had given her. Portha was caught off guard by her quick movements and was soon on the ground again. She had fear in her eyes as she looked up at her opponent. She grabbed Portha by her boot and spun in a few circles before releasing her into the air. The Saiyan brought her hands together and charged a blue ki in the middle of her palms.

"SAY GOOD NIGHT!" She yelled up to Portha as she released the ball of energy from the hands. It pierced through her entire body obliterating her.

The crowd looked down in awe at the girl. It was quiet for a few moments as the saiyan picked up her cloak and looked around at the crowd before her eyes stopped on the royal family's balcony and she slowly bowed her head. The king stood up and began to clap. A few moments later the crowd burst in the cheers of joy. The prince now had his mate a very beautiful, but power blue haired saiyan. The king nudged his son in the back.

"Well what are you waiting for?"
"You've been rooting for her this entire time." The queen teased. "Go talk to her."

Vegeta turned red at his mother's words.

"Why Vegeta are you blushing?"

He said nothing. His eyes were fixated on her beautiful. Her hair though different from everyone else's was astonishing to him. Her curves were so round and well endowed.

"No wonder she left her cloak on the entire tournament.." He muttered.
"Vegeta dear, are you alright?" His mother asked
"Yes I am more than alright." He smirked wickedly as he leaped over the balcony railing.

She took a step back in surprise when she heard a pair of foot land before her. She glanced up to see the handsome prince gazing down at her with a half smile. There eyes met for the first time the both of them blushed for a moment. Vegeta drew his hand under her chin.

"There is no need for you to bow your head my dear." He smirked as her cheeks darken. "You are royalty now."

She straightened herself up and smiled at his words. He thought she was so adorable and the more he looked at her the more he wanted to gaggle her up. The arena fell silent as the king held his hand into the air. Vegeta looked up at his parents along side of his new bride. The queen glanced down at the girl and smile.

"May you tell us your name child?"

The girl paused for a moment not sure how to hold herself or how to speak in front of them. Vegeta gentle placed his hand on the small of her back. The blue haired saiyan jumped at this and glanced over to her future mate.

"It's okay. Just act as you normally would."

She drew in a deep breath and sighed all of her nerves out before returning her eye contact to the queen.

"My name is Bulma." She spoke softly.

The queen smiled sweetly and raised her hands into the air. "All hail the next queen of Vegeta." Her voice carried through the crowd. "Bulma!"

The crowd began to clap and cheer once more. The king gestured to his son to go to the middle of the arena. Vegeta rolled his eyes and sighed, but did as his father asked. He held his hand out to Bulma and returned his other to the small of her back. Vegeta guided her to the middle of the arena as the crowd continued to roar. Bulma glanced over to Vegeta.

"Is it always like this?"
He chuckled. "Just wait until they're mad."

Bulma wasn't sure if she should laugh at this or not. So she decided to smile and remain quiet. Soon members of the crowd began to shout things out to the new couple the most common word being "Kiss!" Soon the entire crowd was chanting "Kiss, kiss, kiss..!" Vegeta and Bulma glanced at each other only for a moment before Vegeta broke their eye contact looking in the opposite direction. Bulma rose her eyebrow and pouted her lips. She took her free hand and placed it upon Vegeta's chin turning his head back towards hers. She hand slipped over his jaw, across his ear and into his dark hair. The crowed went wild. Her other hand released his hand and fell onto his bicep. Bulma blinked as she looked down at his arm. A smirk curled on Vegeta's lips.

"Just you wait" He chuckled causing Bulma to blush as there eyes met once more.

Vegeta wrapped his strong arms around her small frame and the two finally kissed.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. :D I have a few different ideas as to where I could go from here. Though if you have any suggests please feel free to give me your two cents.