This is a series of one shots inspired by the upcoming royal wedding. Love to Will and Kate! May they have every happiness in their life together! This is not an exact rendering of their relationship and Bulma and Vegeta will be kept mostly in character.

Alternate Universe where they are all saiyans they all live on Vegeta-sei which Frieza did not destroy and the Kold Family and Empire was destroyed over 30 years ago.

Cannot guarantee this fic will be finished by Friday but I will try!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, I know nothing, and I'm not even British so here we go!

Chapter 1

She took a deep breath inhaling the sweet scents comingling in the air. It smelled of fall leaves, dusty books, and cool crisp freedom; university.

"I can't believe I'm really here?" She whispered excitement palpable in her eyes and her awestruck voice. A smile plastered on her face she couldn't relinquish if she tried.

"The Ivory League Academy. Nothing but the best for my little girl." An older man with graying hair and a mustache stepped up to wrap an arm around his daughter. "You've earned it Bulma."

Blue eyes looked up adoringly at her father. "Thanks daddy."

The Ivory League Academy was arguable one of the best academic institutions in the whole universe and definitely the best on planet Vegeta-sei. It had been founded after the Kold War, many years ago, as a symbol of the new saiyan mentality embracing all areas of education, no longer limited to the military.

Dr. Briefs was thankful for such, for he and his children would never have to worry about the evil empire and could feed their true talents not just battle.

First day of freshmen year and many families were here helping their children move into the dorms. The Ivory League Academy was situated in a small city North West of the planet's capital about 4 hour flight by hovercraft.

The Briefs were no different, Dr. Briefs being left to heft the larger items while his wife and daughters flitted around with the necessary brick a brack.

"Oh Bulma! I'm so jealous!" Bulma's younger sister Chi Chi oozed as her eyes darted around the halls and out the window of her sister's dorm room.

Bulma chuckled warmly, they were only two years apart and very close and she would miss her sister dearly thankfully their family compound was closer than the capital. "Someday Chi Chi you'll be here too."

"I should hope so." Dr. Briefs said enthusiastically grinning as he sat down the mini fridge he carried.

"Oh dear, whatever will I do when both my babies are gone?" Mrs. Briefs gushed already feeling empty nest syndrome.

"Mom!" They groaned in unison before laughing and hugging both their parents lovingly.

The moment was interrupted by the sound of a suitcase falling roughly into the door. "Sorry." A tall, medium length blonde haired woman said standing in the doorway.

"Hello," Bulma greeted warmly.

The girl looked at the number on the door and then back at Bulma. "Hi I believe I am your new roommate. Juu Hachi Gou, but you can call me Juu." She said putting out her hand for Bulma to shake.

"I'm Bulma Briefs."

Somewhere else on campus…

"Where would you like this your highness?" Nappa asked standing in the doorway holding a large trunk.

"At the end of the bed is fine Nappa." A young man with a flame of dark hair said unpacking a similar suitcase.

"I am sorry your brother did not come to help you move in sir." Nappa apologized sounding sincere as he sat the trunk down.

"That's alright." The young man looked out his window only to see a group of camera man milling around out by the road. He clenched his teeth in annoyance. "The media circus would have been even worse with both of us here." He had come to university to try to get out of the media spotlight he had lived in his whole life. He should have known they would follow him even here. He was the heir apparent after all.

Prince Vegeta

He would be the first saiyan royal to attend any kind of higher learning facility. He was a born warrior and had all the best training and tutoring growing up. He was definitely strong and powerful, but had opted to attend the Academy to hone his mind and escape some of the pressure his father placed on him, where as his younger brother, Kakarott had immediately joined the ranks of the saiyan army and was soon to begin off world training. Vegeta was as eager as any to take his rightful place amongst the ranks of the legendary saiyan army, but in his arrogance he fancied himself pretty strong already and able to take a break to hone the finer points of rule and stratagem.

A Prince he may be, but even Princes deserved to be happy….at least he hoped so….

It was the second week of classes and Bulma was finally used to her schedule. Besides her general education courses she was taking courses in art history, music, and of course some high level physics and engineering courses just to keep herself apprised of her scientific skills.

Bulma Briefs was a genius, she had been doing quantum mechanics and engineering since she was 8 years old. She had inherited her stellar genetics from her father Dr. Briefs, who was famous for almost every technological advancement on Vegeta-sei in the last two decades or more.

She had tested out of all grades of primary and secondary school when she was but 10 years old, but had attended high school anyway in hopes of having some form of socialization. But college had always been the real dream. A place where she could socialize and be surrounded by the best in academia and learn about new subjects which she had previously not had a chance to study, such as the arts, at advanced levels more her speed.

She was already loving it.

Her classes were interesting, even a little challenging and she was already making friends. Her roommate Juu was definitely a tough girl and a little rough around the edges but they got along really well they had already made fast friends with their neighbors across the hall Launch and Marron and were set to go to a party this weekend. She smiled to herself as she walked across campus hugging her books, everything was perfect.

Vegeta stood with his back against a column listening intently to the tale of a bar fight being told by his new acquaintances. He didn't have a roommate for he did not wish any poor soul to suffer under media scrutiny just for sharing his living space, but the guys living across the hall from him did not seem to mind. They knew who he was and showed a proper amount of deference, but sought him out as a friend and comrade instead of a meal ticket. Radditz and Turles; both lower class saiyans and reckless partiers to boot, but amusing company.

Into the second week of classes Vegeta found himself partying with his new found brethren as well as participating in sports and competitions of strength. It was great to be included in these common activities and he quite enjoyed it, although he still earned many an open stare and fawning female with his title.

He also took classes; politics, history, and economics, and he intended to do well, but at the moment he had more important things to do. He thought as a group of girls walked by and Turles whistled at them.

As they passed a flash of blue caught his eye from the right and he turned just in time to see the most electric blue color he had ever seen disappear around a corner.