(A/N): Hello Everyone. ^. ~ I really shouldn't be starting a new story since I already have a few out that totally need to be finished, heh heh, but anyway, I just liked the idea so I had to write it up fast. Hope you enjoy this story. Please review thanks! =)





Disclaimers: I do not own any of the DBZ characters.





Summary: A/U- B/V- Bulma is a kind princess of a well-known planet called Earth. Vegeta is a cruel prince of the far off planet Vegeta-sei. What happens when these two meet? Love or War? And what about Frieza?





Title: For Love or War

Genre: Romance/ Fantasy

Rating: PG-13

Author: MiChan ^. ~







~*Default Chapter*~

The King of Earth paced back and forth in a tangled mess. The King and Prince of Vegeta-sei had just declared war on their peaceful planet. Their planet had not many warriors due to being so peaceful. He would call forth on his strongest men, Goku, Yamcha, Krillin, Tien, and Chautzu.

"Sire, you called upon us," the strongest warrior Goku spoke as they walked into the King's throne room.

"Yes," clearing his throat, he went on. "The King and Prince of a planet called Vegeta-sei have just declared war on us."

"If I may ask sire, what are their reasons for such an act?" The young and scarred warrior Yamcha asked.

"They have no reasons. For they are the most heartless and cruel of any species in the universe. They have killed many innocents and destroyed many planets in the process." King Briefs looked to the floor. "I have called you here on a notice that you must restart your training immediately, or else their will be no hope for Planet Earth and we shall end up like the others, in ruins."

The warriors nodded and bowed their heads to their King. "Yes sire," Goku replied. "How many days do we have to prepare ourselves for such a battle?"

"No longer than two weeks I'm afraid. Please train hard and do wisely on your actions. You five warriors are our only hope. You are dismissed."

Bowing their heads again they left to train. All except one. Yamcha who was engaged to the King's daughter, Princess Bulma.

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Princess Bulma lay still in her bed. She had no idea of what to think of what her father had told her recently. A knock came to her door disturbing her of her thoughts. Sitting straight up in her bed she answered, "Who is it?"

The door cracked open slightly, "It's me," the reply came softly.

"Yamcha?" Bulma asked in surprise. "I thought you were out training with the others?"

Opening the door the rest of the way, he walked in and towards her bed to take a seat beside her. "No, I had to come see you first. I don't know what's going to happen to me after this war, but I wanted you to know that no matter what happens, I'll always love you and be apart of you."

"Oh Yamcha." She hugged him tightly. "Don't speak of such words. We will win, and you will make it. As soon as the war is over, we will be married and be together forever." Tears started to form in her eyes as she hugged him tighter.

Giving her the best smile that he could manage, he kissed her and started to take his leave. A hand was placed on his shoulder and he turned around to see Bulma. "Yamcha, please be careful. I'm expecting you to come back." Nodding his head, he gave her just a slight peck on the cheek and left. Letting out a soft sigh, Bulma went back to lie down on her bed.

Tears fell from Bulma's eyes as she expected the worst outcome of this war. Earth would be destroyed, as well as its warriors, which included her beloved Yamcha. Yamcha would be most likely the first to go. Even though she loved him, she knew that he wasn't that strong of a fighter due to his slacking of his training. Yet, there was always a chance that it wouldn't turn out that way, she reminded herself looking on the bright side. There was always Goku, who the palace had adopted when they found him as an infant by himself among a riverbed. There was something mysterious about him. He was very much different than everyone of planet Earth. A very strong warrior with mysterious powers, and yet at the same time a very kind man. A husband a father and a warrior all in one. A very unique individual.

There was also another option. Bulma had very strong powers of her own. Yet she had not fully developed or learned them. And there was a high risk if she used her own powers if not fully learned or able to control. The risk of death, but not only to her, but to many. Bulma sighed sadly, tears still falling, as she couldn't come up with a conclusion to all of this nonsense. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep again.

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"King Vegeta, the plans are all set for the war against Earth," the head of command spoke.

"Excellent. And how likely are we to conquer over?"

"The odds are very high your majesty. We have the upper hand. Earth does not appear to have many warriors and has a very weak defense due to such a peaceful society."

"Very pleasing," the King thought for a moment. "Fetch the brat, I need to discuss our plans."

"Right away your majesty," the head of command bowed his head and exited the room immediately in search of the Prince.

After searching for several minutes, he found the Prince in his training room. Stopping in front of the door to the training room he took a deep breath as he approached his death wish for disturbing the prince. Straightening his back he knocked and walked in the room. The prince turned around with a deep scowl on his face and fire burning in his eyes that sent disturbing chills down the commander's back. Clearing his throat he spoke, "Excuse me Prince Vegeta, but your father has sent me in search of you. He wishes to speak with you at once about the plans for the takeover of the planet Earth."

The Prince snorted. "Hmph, very well," starting to walk towards the exit. The commanders slumped his shoulders and gave a sigh of relief as the prince walked away, this time he did not have to face the pain that the prince would give. All of the sudden, as if on cue, the prince turned around and smirked at the head of command. "You!" he spoke directly causing the commander to jump in fear. Prince Vegeta brought his finger up and pointed it directly at his leg, powering up a small ki ball, he shot it piercing right through the commander's leg. Smirking he spoke again, "Perhaps that shall teach you for next time not to disturb me in my training sessions." With that he started to approach the door again.

The head of command let out a sharp cry escaped the commander's mouth as he held his leg tightly. "Ye-yes Prince Vegeta."

Letting out a wicked chuckle the Prince exited the training room to head to the throne room to where his father awaited him. His laughter rang through the halls of the ship until he was stopped by a figure that stood in front of him. Prince Vegeta's expression deepened as his usual scowl returned slowly. "Not happy to see me?" The very feminine voice chuckled. The prince growled. "Ah, temper, temper."

Prince Vegeta growled again, but bowed toward the owner of the voice. "My sincerest apologies Lord Frieza." Frieza, the ruler of the Ice-jiins, next to his father King Cold, yet he very much surpassed his father in strength. Prince Vegeta very much loathed Frieza. For he was the only being who was much stronger than the prince that he had known of yet. Prince Vegeta had vowed to himself that he would surpass Frieza's strength and become Super Saiyan, and then he would squish him under his boot like the bug that he is.

Frieza smiled crookedly, "Much better. You may pass," he chuckled.

Prince Vegeta stared coldly at him as he stormed by and through the doors of the ship's throne room. "Father, you called for me," he spoke sternly, standing tall with his arms crossed over his muscular chest.

"Took you long enough brat, we're going to discuss the planning on the take over of planet Earth. We have been given more of an advantage due to Lord Frieza's joining us with his army. Together we will conquer." King Vegeta spoke with a smirk on his face.

Prince Vegeta growled. "That's preposterous father! I can conquer the whole planet myself! There is no need for that bastard Frieza and his damn ignoramus Ginyu Force," he roared.

"Quiet boy! You will not speak so lowly of Lord Frieza or his army."

"Damn him! I will have no part of this operation then. I do not need his help!"

"Foolish boy." The king raised his hand as he prepared to launch a decent size ki ball towards the prince. Prince Vegeta readied himself for the attack that was to come. Standing in a tight position his place his arms over his body as to protect himself and closed his eyes. He waited for the attack, which never came, until he heard that same annoying voice from earlier.

"Am I imposing on a father, son moment?" Frieza chuckled.

The ki ball disappeared and the king lowered his hand. "Forgive our rudeness Lord Frieza. The boy just needed to be taught a rough lesson."

Frieza chuckled towards the prince, as well as the king. Grimacing towards his father and Frieza, the prince stormed out of the throne room angrily.

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Woohoo! Okay that's the end of the first chapter. Good, bad? Please review and tell me what you think! So I know as to whether to continue to write this story or not. *Waves* Thank you everyone! ~. ~ Now on to finish other chapters!!

MiChan ^. ~