Author's Notes: Hey everyone! So thanks to Team Four Star I am now an even bigger fan of DBZ than I was before. In short, it's time for me to write a DBZ fanfic! Ok so this is going to be an AU kind of story…Goku never made it to Earth and Frieza took over the planet and purged it of resources and took human slaves. One of them being Bulma Briefs. A different take on how they came to be and a more detailed account of what Vegeta went through during the twenty years under Frieza's rule. Of course all reviews are welcome but I DO ask that if anyone offers criticisms PLEASE explain how I can improve my story. I would really appreciate it!

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of the canon characters.

Warning: story contains lemons and dark subject matter

Bulma sighed heavily, her eyes narrowed and focused on the device before her. Her hands were steady as she attempted to add the last detail to make her invention work. The small, silver utensils she held in her hands glared harshly under the white overhead lights.

"Just a little more…" she whispered softly, afraid that the slightest movement would tamper with the object's sensitive mechanics.

Looking over her shoulder, another scientist observed. Beads of sweat were beginning to form on his orange reptilian skin.

"Merda…kind of hard to concentrate when you're breathing down my neck," Bulma whispered snidely, eyes still trained on the job at hand.

Merda gulped and took a few steps back, rubbing his hands together nervously.

After a few more moments of silence, Bulma sat up and let out a sigh of relief. Placing the utensils down, she turned to look at the thin wirey scientist.

"While you're over there could you bring me the wrench? I think this side needs tightening before we run some tests." She said, calmly removing her blue leather gloves.

Merda nodded and retrieved the wrench. Handing it to Bulma he added quietly,"It's amazing we were able to isolate the utonium core before we…" Merda suddenly stopped and was looking past Bulma. She raised an eyebrow and looked over her shoulder.

"When you worms are done playing scientist, Frieza demands a full report." Vegeta said, smirking. The Saiyan was casually leaning against the door frame, lean arms crossed over his chest.

Bulma rolled her eyes and took the wrench from Merda's hand. As she was tightening a loose nut on the side, she could still feel those ebony eyes boring into her.

"Alright monkey, you've delivered your message. Now leave us be…or would you rather explain to Frieza that we are behind schedule because of you?" Bulma said looking up at the Saiyan with annoyance.

Vegeta glared back at her, fists clenching. Merda stood in silence. He wouldn't dare do anything. He feared the Saiyans almost as much as Lord Frieza himself.

"Woman you WILL show me respect," Vegeta said, taking a menacing step towards the pair.

Bulma set the wrench down and turned her turquoise eyes to him.

"Or you'll WHAT?"

Merda took a tentative step back. He did NOT want to get mixed up in this. Bulma, as though reading his mind, told him to go report to Lord Frieza. Merda looked hesitantly at her and Vegeta. Bulma smirked, her eyes never leaving Vegeta.

"Go on Merda…I can handle the monkey." She said adding emphasis on the last word. Merda nodded and ran swiftly out the door, placing as much room between himself and the angered Saiyan as possible. Now the pair was alone in the lab.

Vegeta approached the woman before him, his fists at his side. Bulma returned the glare and rose from her seat.

"I am the Prince of all Saiyans and you will treat me as such woman," Vegeta uttered darkly, a few feet from Bulma. She straightened up to her full height, scowling at the Saiyan.

"You're no better than any other scum serving under Frieza." She said through gritted teeth.

Vegeta uttered a low growl and moved even closer, stopping only mere inches from the woman. They stood practically chest to chest, staring daggers at each other in complete silence.

Suddenly Vegeta grabbed the back of Bulma's head, crashing her lips to his. He tangled his fingers into her teal colored hair. Bulma threw her arms around his stocky neck and deepened the kiss. She felt his hands quickly run down her curves, tearing down the front her constricting lab coat. She grabbed a fistful of his ebony hair and began attacking his exposed neck. Vegeta groaned as he grabbed her full breasts through the navy blue uniform. Bulma moaned huskily, gripping the waistband of his pants and pulling them down enough to free the Saiyan's engorged member. Vegeta quickly unzipped her matching navy blue pants as he nipped her ear. Picking Bulma up, and wrapping her legs around his waist he slams her into a nearby wall.

Bulma gasped loudly when Vegeta thrust into her. She raked her fingernails up his back, tightening her thighs around his waist. Vegeta continued to ram into her fiercly, his hands gripped under her firm butt. Bulma moaned, her hips pushing against his thrusts. The Saiyan increased his speed, burying his face in the crook of her neck. Growling in arousal as he felt her thrusting in unison. Faster and faster, the tension and moans increased. As the Saiyan climaxed, he felt her clench around him as she shuddered in pleasure.

Vegeta smirked at her as he set her down. Bulma quickly pulled her pants up and fixed her rumpled appearance.

"Not bad woman. Made me remember why I keep you around." Vegeta said zipping up his pants.

Bulma smiled cheekily back at him. "Not bad yourself…for a monkey."

Author's Notes: Yay! So first chapter is done…I hope this atleast peaked ya'lls interest because I have so many ideas to make this a nice long story! I really hope I keep the characters IC as the story moves forward. But as I said before if anyone offers any tips or anything I will appreciate them. Oh and things will get super dark in the chapters to come…you have been warned. It's not all sprinkles and rainbows under Frieza's rule.