Note: I have to announce that I will not finish let alone put up chapter two of this story until I finish my other story: "The Wives and Prince Jerk and Goofy". Anybody who is reading this can be comforted by the fact that I am very close to finishing that story and will put the next chapter of this one up a.s.a.p.

Summary: Follows the basic example of Bulma being taken from Chikyuu and taken to Vegetasei like my other story. Only this one has no Chi Chi and Kakarot and the ending will not turn out happy-go-lucky.

WARNING: This fic does NOT have a happy ending. Those who like anguish and who like stories that make them cry will probably like this one. PG-13 for mile swearing and sadness.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or it's characters. I am making no profit from this story, I am just a crazed DBZ fan.

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            She had been taken from her friends, her family, and her home. Everything was gone now. And there was nothing she could do about it. Sometimes being beautiful had a down side. She cursed Dende for giving her this gift, or curse. It was all because of the stupid Prince! Him and his selfish arrogance! She was curled up in a ball in the corner of the room, sobbing quietly. It had been two days since the bastard had come and taken her from everything she knew and loved.

            But then again she had brought it upon herself. She had stupidly flirted with him when he first came out of the space ship that had landed in front of her high school. She thought he was gorgeous. That flaming hair, that arrogant stance. And the fact that he was a Prince only made her want him more. But she didn't go that deep. Unfortunately, he did.

She had invited him to stay at Capsule Corp. until he left. How could she have been so foolish!? Inviting some alien to stay with her. Pah! It sickened her to remember. She sighed. Now she was paying the price. He had learned from her father that she was probably the most brilliant woman in the universe, and he personally had thought her to be the most beautiful as well. He told her he couldn't deny her gifts, but that her gifts were still no match for his. Hmm. She supposed that would be the closest she would ever come to getting a compliment from him at the moment. At the moment.

They had gotten into an argument and she ordered him to leave. Like he actually had the right to call her stupid! Hah! Look who's talking! She cursed herself for her short temper again. Yeah. He would leave all right, but not without her. Selfish pig. She hadn't really meant it. She supposed it was his small way of paying her back. Correction: big way. Very big way.

She was just thankful he wasn't as sick as to rape her or something. He told her herself that he thought rapping was a lowly thing to do and that he would never dream of stooping that low. But he told her that she will be his queen, and that when she was ready she will bear him a child. She sighed again. She supposed being Queen of a planet couldn't be that bad. She would be rich and famous. Everyone would bow down to her. Sure she had always dreamt of a prince in shinning armor to come and sweep her off her feet. But she never would have imagined he would take her by force in a space ship. The thought made her laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at you pathetic excuse for a woman?" he barked from the cockpit. She didn't bother to pay him back. She learned the hard way that he threw insults no matter whom he was talking to and to not take them personally.

"Nothing Vegeta," she said before she sighed. He eyed her, raising his eyebrow.

"No," he demanded. "There's something wrong. Tell me!" he ordered. She sighed again and rested her head on her knees.

"Are we ever going to go back to Chikyuu?" she asked softly, fighting back the tears at the mention of the name. "I never even got to say goodbye to my parents," she whined. He could almost feel sympathy for her. Almost.

"You said goodbye through the radio!" he said as an excuse not to go back. He could still remember her idiotic mother babbling about whether or not she had enough makeup. He rolled his eyes as he remembered.

"Yeah, so? I didn't even get to hug them or anything!" she raged, hopping up. He knew her temper was no match for his, but he was exhausted, though he didn't show it, and didn't feel like awakening his. He just gave her a strange look, set the controls to automatic and leaned back in the pilot's seat.

"Maybe we'll go back, but first you will be crowned," he murmured softly. Her eyes widened in response.

"Really?" she asked, acting like it was a dream come true. Actually, all her dreams had come true, and her new one was to pop back into the reality of her home planet. Irony. *Sigh* You can't live without it.

"A Prince has too much dignity to lie, onna," he grumbled, crossing his arms.

"Oh, thank you, Vegeta!" she cried, running over and flinging herself onto him. He was too shocked to move and just sat, they're, letting her hug him. "Sorry," she mumbled as she got off. "I kinda lost it there for a sec." He just grunted in response as he got up to eat. He ate quite often. Another reason he brought Bulma. He couldn't cook and she could. She sighed as she got up and headed for the kitchen.

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Heed my warning at the top people! If you do like stories with a sad ending, I suggest you do not move on! Remember that I will not be posting the next chapter until I finish my other story. No flames on that subject, please! I'm almost done and should be able to post the next chapter by Wednesday!