(Must read Broken Family Tides to understand the first paragraph. Broke Family tides is still under construction but the first few chapters should be more then enough to explain it :D)

It has been over a year since I regained my memory and was reunited with my father and youngest brother. Unfortunately illness toke its toll on my step mother and took her life, leaving my father to a deep depression and caused him to lose all interest in finding a new mate. His lose of both wives had made my father overly protective of me and refusing to allow me to be in anymore combat. He even sent my youngest brother Tarble to another far away planet due to him being born with a low power level, it was a shame that I never had the chance to even hold him. I sat before the mirror in my room, staring at myself and still had trouble being the princess my father wishes me to be but I lived my whole life as Rikku. Fighting deadly battles as my squad's leader was my passion and I yearned for the thrill, ever since I regained my memories I have been forced to live a graceful lady like lifestyle.

I lower my gaze to the make up table and picked up my brush, tossing my silky lavender locks over my left shoulder I begin to run the brush through my hair humming the tune of my childhood lullaby. A soft knock came upon my bedroom door, turning to gaze over my shoulder to look towards the door. Parting my light pink soft lips I clear my throat and yell loud enough for who ever was on the other side could hear me.

"You may enter."

The door knob clicks and turns a few seconds after I had spoke, the door slowly pushes open and two of my father's elite soldiers enter inside. One was Stark and another one was of a younger gentleman, a man I never seen before. He must have made elite not too long ago. Cocking my head to the side when my golden hues lay upon his tail and seeing that it was black and not brown. Closing my eyes I shook my head lightly and almost forgot the visit from Queen Maya when I was a little girl and that our race was split into four. All sayians had their own special look to them; different hair, eyes, and tail colors but it was not that very common here on the new northern planet Vegeta. Even after the truce between my father and Queen Maya of the Eastern Clan, my father still desired those with brown tails and black hair; but in the past year I have seen others uniting with us.

"Is everything quite alright princess?"

Stark had asked with a concern tone in his voice.

Opening my eyes I look over to him and nod my head.

"Yes I am, I'm sorry I almost forgot that our race was that of four clans. I got used to seeing the northern clan race."

Stark turns his sights to the young man next to him, a grin forming on his thin lips. Reaching out he pats him roughly on the shoulder.

"Oh yes! Sinyu is a mix of the Western and Southern Clan. Lucky bastard got the best fighting genes from both clans."

Sinyu reaches behind his head, scratching his ruffled brown locks and chuckles in a deep tone.

"I'm just as good as any other clan mixed sayian here Stark, no need to flatter me."

I chuckle softly to myself to their conversation until I realized that they came here for a reason. Standing up straight I lift my chin up and spoke in a stern manner.

"Stark have you forgotten why you have entered into my bed chambers?"

Stark quickly became silent and turns to face me, standing proper he places his right hand to his chest and bows.

"Your father wishes to speak to you at once princess."

"Very well Stark, you two may leave my chambers."

"But your majesty, you know you are not allowed to walk these corridors without an elite soldier by your side. It's dangerous!"

Sinyu pleads.

Rolling my eyes and sighing heavily I force myself to accept the rules of my father and would allow them both to escort me to my father.

"Fine! Let us go then."

Passing through the corridors of the base, I could hear a loud group of our sayian fighters talking within the corridor up ahead of us. It brought back memories of when my squad and I used to brag about our previous missions before we head out for anew. I turn my golden hues in the direction of the other corridor and saw a man of low class with his squad. A large scar on his right cheek and a grin on his face, he turns in my direction and when our eyes met he looked as though the wind was knocked straight out of him. I blush lightly to his reaction; I could feel my cheeks burning as I quickly turn my sights away from him. Stark clears his throat loudly before he spoke in a proud tone.

"Bow to your princess!"

I blink a few times to his words and turn back to the squad and wave my hands before my chest.

"Please don't, it is not necessary."

Stark places his hand upon my shoulder and shakes me gently.

"Princess!"

"You know the law, bow now!"

Sinyu barks at the others.

I growl softly under my breath for Stark to hear, he quickly pulls his hand away from me.

"I know you are still learning to be princess but you must do so….Ayama."

Stark spoke softly from behind me.

"It would be our honor to bow before our found princess."

The leader spoke in a calm tone as him and his squad got down to one knee; resting their left arm over their knee and bow their heads before me. Groaning to it all I struggle to be lady like and made a few steps to the leader, extending my right hand to him direction.

"I wish to know your name soldier."

The leader lifts his head up as he was in shock that I was giving him my hand, taking my hand into his own firm hand he places a soft kiss to the top of my silky flesh.

"Bardock is my name my princess. It's such an honor to finally meet you in person."

I blush even more when I release my hand from his own leaving a handkerchief in his hand. I turn away and begin to walk away but before I turn the corner my shoe seem to have fallen off my foot. Lifting up the ends of my dress I try to slip my foot back in, but Bardock quickly made his way over to me, taking a hold of my shoe and places it onto my foot.

"Thank you Bardock. You are very kind for a warrior."

I spoke softly without even looking at him, trying to shield my flush cheeks from his eyes.

He gazes up at me while still being on one knee; he places his right arm over his chest and bows his head.

"Anything for the princess."

Spoke Bardock while he slowly lifts himself back onto his feet and walks back to his group who were laughing at him for being such a gentleman. I continue on down the corridor until I reach my father's throne room and made my way down the red carpet, taking the ends of my white dress I pull outwards as I cross my ankles and bow lady like before my father.

"Father you wish to see me?"

My father sat on his throne; a stern look was on his face when he gazes down at his eldest child. Standing up from his throne he walks down the few steps and reaches under my head, taking a hold of my chin and lifts my head up to gaze at him. A warm loving smile was now on his face.

"Every passing year you look more and more like your mother. I thank the gods every day that you have retuned back home to me."

A soft smile forms on my full lips to his loving words, reaching behind my neck I pull the family emblem that I had worn for over ten years. Standing on my tip toes I place the necklace onto my father and position it correctly on his chest plate. The look on his face was that I didn't wish to see, a sad look almost broke my heart.

"Father?"

"Why are you retuning this to me? I gave it to you as a reminder that I will always be with you."

He said in a loving tone.

"I no longer need to father because I am home now and I'm not going anywhere. It's where it belongs with the greatest king that our race has seen."

A big smile tugs on his lips as he pulls me into his warm embrace. His arm muscles relax and a sad sigh seeps from his goatee lips.

"My dear Ayama Today is your eighteen birthday and I think it's time for me to find a suitor to take your hand in marriage."

I swiftly yank myself from my father's hold and sigh softly; I was not one for marriage. In my heart I was a true sayian warrior who seeks blood shed not to be queen and married to a man my father was going to set me up with. A man I wouldn't even have the chance to bond with before the "I dos" If I was to decide I was ready to marry it would be at my own time. He reaches back for my chin and gently pulls me to look back up at him.

"I will search this entire planet if I must until I find the perfect man for you Ayama."

I turn my gaze away once more from my father and was upset that I had to go through with this; I was only eighteen. I didn't understand why I had to get marry now and on such short notice.

"Father, I… don't think I am ready for marriage."

I kept my eyes away from my father's knowing the look that would be on his face, but when I swallowed my nerves I force myself to look up at him and he didn't have the expression on his face that I thought would be there. He had a depressed look on his face, I was worried what I said upset him. Lowering my head I didn't know what to do or even what to say.

"I'm sorry father."

"Do not apologizes Ayama, I just want what's best for you."

A faint chuckle echoes through the chamber, my father and I look in the direction of where it came from, in the darkness walks out the fearful Lord Frieza. My father grips tightly onto my shoulder, keeping me behind him as though he was trying to hide me from Frieza.

"Ah King Vegeta, is that your beloved daughter Ayama that you're hiding from me. We both know perfectly well what today is...Have you decided on my offer yet…?"

My father growls low under his breath, he was unhappy that frieza was here without any notice. Turning to face me he takes a hold of both my shoulders and gazes into my eyes, whispering softly to me.

"You must leave Ayama, please I beg of you. I will find you a warrior to take your hand in marriage as soon as possible….I…I…can't lose you again."

My eyes widen with the last words that my father spoke to me, I nod my head and quickly made my way towards the exit of the chamber. I kept looking over my shoulder to see if anyone was paying any attention to me, I daze behind a statue and listen to the conversation between my father and Frieza.

"Today is Ayama's birthday and if she is to not find a suitor in 3 weeks I want her as my own." Spoke Frieza, my heart was racing in my chest; I was in disbelief that Frieza wanted me as his wife. Now I know why father wants me to marry quickly so I won't have to marry Frieza.

"Very well my lord, she will be yours in 3 weeks if she is to not find a suitor." Replied my father with a disappointing tone in his voice.

I ran out of the chamber as fast as I could down the corridor to get away from all of what was going on. Tears stream down my red face as I was so angry and sad with what my father was putting me through. Why was my father doing this to me? Why would he make such a deal with Frieza anyways? My mind was at a loss for any solution to get myself out of a marriage I didn't wish to do.

I manage to slow down and tried my best to calm down, wiping away my tears that stained my red cheeks with my finger tips. I accidentally bump into someone roughly and almost lost my footing; taking a few steps back I regain my balance.

"Excuse me, I'm so sorry."

I said while I lift my head up to see a long haired male sayian in front of me, he had a wicked grin on his face as he looks down at me. He reaches out and takes a hold of my shoulder and forces my back against the wall pinning me still. He leans in close to me and took in a deep breath of my pale skin.

"Hello Princess, I've been hearing a rumor going around about you finally being eighteen and needing a mate. I'll be more then willing to mate with you princess."

I turn my face away from him giving him the hint that I was not interested in him what so ever, I threw my hands up and place them on his armor chest and pushed him away from me in a rough manner that caused him to stumble slightly.

"Stay away from me Raditz, I will not marry you! Now get off of me before I kick your ass!"

His eyes widen to my dirty language not expecting that from a princess. He chuckles loudly while making his way back towards me. Parting his lips he licks his lips, leaning in closer to my face that I could smell his unpleasant breath.

"Hmm, I like my women with a little hint of spice to them."

Raditz chuckles at his comment, leaning in more as he grips my chin with his free hand forcing me to look him in the eyes. His lips were almost touching mine, I growl with such rage that I was about to tear him to shreds just like I used to do to my enemies in battle.

"Get off of her!" Screams a female voice in the distances. I turn my head and looked over to the side and saw the short haired woman that was with Bardock earlier.

"You heard me! Back off the princess!" Challenges the female. Who now lifted up her right hand and a ball of energy was forming in her hand. Raditz laughs loudly at her attempt to stop him from seducing me.

"You think you can hurt me with that? Please don't make me laugh Fasha!"

Replied Raditz, turning his gaze back at me, he leans in and places a rough kiss to my lips. I narrow my eyes as I lift my right hand up and summon an energy orb to blast him as point blank but before I could a bright explosion forms in front of me and Raditz yells in pain. With that few seconds he let me go and I took advantage and sent a swift sucker punch to his chin knocking him off his feet and fall onto his back. Walking towards Fasha with anger boiling in my veins I turn my sights to which that it was Bardock who sent that blast.

"What the fuck Father! Way to be a cock block!"

Cried out Raditz who was picking himself off the ground, his shoulder burned from the blast his father shot at him.

"You know better then to lay a hand on the princess, it's forbidden."

Said Bardock as he stood in front of me and waited for his son to get onto his feet and leave the corridors.

Bardock turns and smiles at me, placing a loving hand on my shoulder and examining me to make sure Raditz didn't hurt me. I was stun that Bardock could ever bare a son like Raditz but I smile softly to his kindness.

"I never expected you to be a father, you look so young Bardock."

He chuckles loudly to my complement.

"I mated with his mother when I was a young teenager. That could explain why you think I look too young to be his father. Now no more questions my princess. Fasha take the princess back to her room and guard her door until I get one of the king's soldiers to watch her bed chambers."

Fasha nods her head to Bardock demands and she escorted me back to my bed chambers and away from his low life son. I kept looking at Fasha every few seconds wishing to be in her boots once more to fight side by side with the men, she notice I was looking at her as she stops and looks at me with concern.

"Is everything alright Princess, you seem like you have something on your mind?"

I sigh softly knowing I wasn't being secretly with my staring.

"I'm not sure if you heard about my story but I lost my memories when the first planet Vegeta was destroyed and I served Lord Frieze by the name of Rikku. I was the leader of the best sayian squad Lord Frieza had and believed we were the last Sayians alive. Long story short I was a great fighter and I yearn for it once more...Not this glam and beauty lifestyle of a princess."

Fasha smiles to me as she reaches to me and rests her hand on my left shoulder.

"I can't say I understand how you feel but I too would be upset if I was no longer able to fight. Maybe one day the king will let you fight by his side."

I shook my head to her words knowing my father and knew that would never happen.

"My father would never allow me to fight again but I'll learn to accept it…So….Bardock is really Raditz's father?"

I spoke out loud thinking I said it to myself, but Fasha heard me clearly as day and laughs to my question. She was just as surprised as me that Raditz was remotely related to Bardock.

"Unfortunately he is; Bardock always claims that mating with Raditz mother was a mistake."

"I see."

I reply back as I was quite puzzled on why I even care to why Bardock had a son or not or even had a mate at one point. Was I getting jealous and growing feelings for a man I just met today?

Finally reaching my bed chambers I bow my head to Fasha before leaving her alone in the corridors to be alone in my room.

I kick off my flat silk shoes from my feet and climb into bed, my mind was restless and I couldn't seem to get the day out of my head. I turn on my side and gaze out the window, staring at the blood red sky that was so bright and beautiful. I let out a soft growl as I couldn't fall asleep, crawling out of bed I made my way to the door and quietly creep it open and gaze outside. The guard seems to have left my bed chambers unguarded. This was the perfect time to sneak out and to figure out what I was going to do with this marriage.

Managing to leave my room unseen I make my way down different corridors, trying to clear my head of all these thoughts of finding a suitor or worse marring lord Frieza and leaving Planet Vegeta forever. I shook my head from side to side to erase the horrible thoughts from my mind. Reaching a fork in the base I over heard several warriors talking about an under ground bar that was on the east side of the base where most sayians would go for a drink.

I rest my back against the wall and listen in to their conversation; I was shock that I didn't know we even had an under ground bar and would love to have a beer or two to help loosen me up and to not stress so much over the marriage situation. I was now sharing the same shoes as my brother. Being force to marry someone you don't even love yet alone even know. I felt worse for my little brother since his marriage was planned before he was even born to be wed to the daughter of Queen Maya.

A weak smile came across my face as I quickly made my way past the group of warriors and head east through the base until I came to a stair case that lead up and down. I could hear music blasting from down below and people chatting away.

A ball of excitement forms in the pit of my stomach when I quickly made my way down the stairs and down a long corridor. Finally reaching the bar I enter inside and right when I do, all eyes are focused on me. I growl loudly in frustration finding it annoying that being a princess and standing in a bar was considered a bad thing. I throw my arms up and bark out loudly in rage.

"What the hell are you all looking at? Ever seen one of royalty in a damn bar before?!"

Everyone turns their eyes away from me and continues on with their night but few kept turning their sights towards me. I took a seat at the bar and bang my fist to the bar counters.

"What does one gotta do to get a damn beer?"

The bar tender came over to me with a grin on his lips.

"What can get you beautiful?"

Asked the bartender; his eyes never once left my porcelain doll like face. I lean into the bar with a sinister grin on my pink toned lips like I used to do when I lived the life of Rikku.

"I'll have what everyone else is having."

The bartender slams his hand onto the bar and slides it towards the mug he place down and sweeps it off the bar and fills it with a dark brown liquid, he chuckles to me as he places the mug down that over flows the edges and slides it towards me, taking it into both my hands. I lift the mug to my lips, the strong liquor smell drifts into my nose causing my eyes to water, taking a small sip it was strong and very bitter. It had been quite too long since I had a drink. Placing the drink down I shook my head for a moment ridding the bitter taste from my tongue.

"I take it this is your first time drinking Aye Princess?"

I shook my head to his words and chuckles softly to how I was reacting to the beer.

"No it's not… It's just been over a year since I had a drink is all."

"You'll get used to it again after a few more sips, then after that you don't give a fuck what it tastes like."

He replies with a louder chuckle at the end of his sentence. He tosses the dish towel over his left shoulder and continues on with his cleaning duties and serving the rest of the warriors in the bar.

Taking his advice I force myself to take a few more sips and swallow hard to get myself use to the disgusting taste once more but I wanted to stop thinking about the events from yesterday and just enjoy my night like I used to. Two older sayians stood at each side of me leaning forward with their arms folded waiting for the bartender to get them drinks. Their eyes lock on me within an instant and realizing I was the princess, grins of lust tug on their lips, I took a look to the one to my left then to my right and snicker softly with the mug still in hand.