What if Bulma actually got her wish of finding 'the perfect boyfriend' and it doesn't turn out to be who she would expect. I really hope everyone will like this, and even if you don't really like Dragon Ball you should read it anyway because it's really good I promise! Or at least I hope it is good please tell me if it's not! If you don't like dragon ball and you have no idea about the plot then the only thing you need to know is that Vegeta and Goku are both Aliens from another planet, The dragon balls can grant one wish if brought together and this is kind of based in the future so there's a lot of weird gadgets. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Dragon Ball does not in any way shape or form belong to me so don't sue please!
Chapter 1 The Perfect Man
Bulma gasped as she saw the dragon rise from the dragon balls, shrouded in a yellow light that was the only illumination in the dark starless sky. She saw Oolong rushing over to the Dragon; desperate to make some perverted wish before the little blue 'Lord' Pilaf who had kidnapped them could wish for world domination. She felt her heart sink; now she would never get her wish. She glanced over at Yamucha, handsome and strong but…. Lacking. He was okay but calling him the perfect man would be a stretch. She wanted someone strong, both physically and mentally; she hated how easy it was to wrap him around her finger. She wanted a man with more fight in him, and now that she was trapped behind this God forsaken wall she would never get her wish.
Then something occurred to her, she remembered a day when she had found a spider in her room and screamed at the top of her lungs, yelling for it to get back and throwing various objects at it. Her father had run into the room in a panic and asked her what the hell was going on; when she pointed to the spider he let out a disappointed groan and squashed it for her. "Damn it Bulma! I had just finished installing a sound proof barrier in my lab but your scream went right through it as if it wasn't even there! Now I have to start over!"
She had looked at him incredulously; his lab was all the way on the other side of the property.
Bulma grinned at the memory, perhaps her shrill voice could come in handy now, after all there was a small hole in the wall and the dragon wasn't nearly as far away as her father's lab was so maybe she could have her wish after all.
Bulma's eyes glinted with glee as she took a deep breath, Goku saw her and was about to ask her what she was doing, but before the question could escape his lips she had let out a huge yell that practically broke the sound barrier. Goku covered his ears in pain, who knew that she could be so loud!
"I want the perfect boyfriend…" she paused for a moment, suddenly realizing that what others might consider the perfect boyfriend may not be the same for her. She continued with a decisive, "I mean the perfect boyfriend for me!" the dragon heard her request and turned to where her voice had come from. "I cannot make him your 'boyfriend' I cannot control the human heart but I can bring him to you." She nodded excitedly, not bothered one bit by this piece of news. After all what man could resist her charms?
"Then you're wish shall be granted." The dragon said in a solemn monotone as the sky began to shine with stars again and the beautiful ivory of the full moon came into view. Goku looked up at it, transfixed, as Lord Pilaf screamed a wide variety of obscenities in numerous languages. Bulma giggled as she watched the small blue skinned man stamp his feet and scream in anger. He was having quite a tantrum.
She heard a low growling coming from behind her and she turned around to look at Goku, he was shaking violently like an alarm clock and Bulma could swear she heard a ticking noise coming from his chest, as if there was a bomb about to be set off. Suddenly the ticking stopped and with a gigantic roar Goku transformed into a gigantic ape that would put King Kong to shame.
Bulma screamed as his enormous paw swatted at the previously unbreakable wall, smashing it as if it were made of dirt instead of granite and steel. Yamcha ran over to Bulma and tried to shield her from the falling debris with his body. Even in such a dangerous situation she couldn't help but notice how warm his body felt against hers and she blushed, he blushed too and looked away shyly, obviously remembering that he was afraid of girls.
There was another great crash as the giant ape that used to be Goku broke down another part of the castle and Bulma let out another shrill scream, closing her eyes and silently wishing it would all just go away. And then it was silent, she clenched her eyes tighter waiting for the next crash to come, but it didn't. And she couldn't feel Yamcha's body against her's anymore; she opened her eyes and saw that goku had shrunk back to normal and he was completely naked. She slowly tiptoed over to his sleeping form and nudged him with her foot, he let out a giant snore and rolled onto his back. Bulma let out a huge sigh of relief, he was harmless again. Upon closer inspection she realized that his tail was gone and concluded that its absence must be the reason he had stopped.
"Are you okay Bulma?" Yamcha asked with a hint of concern in his voice. Bulma smiled at him kindly, he was such a sweet guy really, "Yeah, thanks to you. Thank you for protecting me earlier," he blushed and looked down. He really was too sweet. Suddenly Bulma looked around, "Hey where is my perfect boyfriend?" Oolong came out of the rubble rubbing his rump with a scowl on his face. "Ow, that freakin hurt!" He groaned, "Hey Bulma maybe he's not here because there is no man who could put up with your bullshit for longer than a few hours!" Bulma glared at him, picking up the largest rock she could find and throwing it at him, it smacked him right between the eyes and he fell over, completely knocked out.
Yamcha stared at her in shock, she was seriously dangerous. "W-w-well you're aim seems to have gotten better," He managed to stutter out and Bulma rolled her eyes. "He's not dead; he'll wake up in an hour or so." She sighed and grabbed Goku's and Oolong's feet, dragging them over to her hover car. She made sure that Oolong was dragged through mud first and laughed evilly; Yamcha stared at her even more scared than before. She is the scariest person I ever met in my entire life, he thought, and I'm a desert bandit!
Bulma looked at Oolong, satisfied with her deed, he had just bought those clothes and he would be really pissed when he woke up to find them ruined, he had said something about how they were meant to help him pick up chicks or something. She smirked, remembering what he had said. Well that's what you get; of course there is a man out there! I mean I wished for it right? It has to come true! The words were starting to waver in their strength though, what if there really wasn't a prince out there waiting for her?
"SHIIIITT!" he screamed as he fell out of the sky like a comet, crashing through the trees and sending birds squawking out into the air. He landed on the ground with a loud thump and he groaned. "Ugh, what the hell?" he stood up and brushed himself off, pulling twigs and various debris out of his flame like head of black hair. "Where am I? A minute ago I was in my room on Freiza's ship and then…." Vegeta scowled up at the sky, he was glad to be able to escape that hell but he didn't exactly appreciate falling out of the sky. He could've kicked himself for not just flying but he was too startled to do anything.
He smirked, well since I escaped that lizard Freiza maybe I could train here and go back and beat him. His smirk grew into a grin at the thought, with a little time he could definitely beat him! He heard some bushes rustle behind him and he turned around quickly. "Show yourself and I might not kill you," he said in a deep demanding voice.
Bulma slowly stepped out of the bush with Yamcha close behind. Her eyes were wide with fear as she stared at the intimidating man with the massive muscles and strange clothes. She raised her arms above her head and smiled weakly, "Umm… We come in peace?" She said sheepishly. Vegeta scowled, weaklings, he had no interest in them.
He put his hands down and started to walk away but then realized that he had no idea where he was, and turned to look at them again. Considering the way the man was hiding behind the woman he assumed she must be the leader so he addressed his question to her. "Woman!" he barked and she jumped a little, causing Vegeta to snicker. Bulma, forgetting her fear for the moment, glared at him haughtily and replied, "My name is not 'woman' it's Bulma," he ignored her. "Woman, what planet is this?" She looked at him in shock; no man had ever disregarded her like that before.
"I'm not telling you anything until you ask me nicely," she said crossing her arms over her chest. Yamcha looked from the strange man to Bulma, his eyes wide with fear. "Bulma!" he whispered, "Just tell him! He looks like he wants to kill us right about now, do you want to die?" Bulma rolled her eyes. "He won't kill us; if he killed us who would he ask for directions? It's not like there are a lot of people here, this is a forest for god's sake!" Vegeta, with his superior saiyan hearing, heard every word that passed between them. He was both surprised and irritated by the girl's spunk and slightly pissed off at the man's cowardice.
"Fine, if you won't tell him then I will," Yamcha whispered to bulma stepping forward fearfully. "Umm, sir, this is-" Vegeta stopped him. "I want the girl to tell me," he looked at Bulma and gave her an angry glare that matched her own. Finally after several minutes of angry silence the Prince, who had never been very patient in the first place, growled and said, " Fine, I don't care I'll find my own way, I don't need a stupid woman like you anyway." She could tell that the speech was meant more for himself than her but she heard it anyway and resisted the urge to giggle. Stubborn jerk isn't he? She thought with a touch of interest, he was arrogant but he was good looking and as she watched his retreating back she decided that she wanted to talk to him a little more.
"You know if you just say please I'll even give you a ride to town!" Bulma yelled at his retreating back, Yamcha's eyes widened and he shook his head vehemently. "No Bulma! No!" he mouthed waving his arms frantically. She ignored him and grinned when she saw the man stop and turn around. He looked at her, his scowl turning into a downright murderous stare, Yamcha yelped in fear and Bulma resisted the urge t due that same but her pride stopped her.
"Please," He said finally but in such a low voice that she almost didn't hear it. She grinned wider and leaned forward mockingly, "What was that?" she asked innocently and he growled, "You heard me woman!" She sighed; obviously teasing wasn't going to work on him. "Fine, my hover car's over there, but first what is your name? I can't keep saying 'you there'," he crossed his arms over his chest and lifted his chin in a sort of royal nod. "I am Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, my father ruled the planet Vegetsei."
Bulma and Yamcha stared at the Prince, mouths wide open and gaping. For the first time Bulma noticed the tail that was wrapped around his waist. Just like Goku, she thought in total shock, so Goku is some kind of alien? And this guy is the PRINCE of those aliens? This is….. Bizarre. Is this what they call irony? Such a complicated feeling, she thought. Then all of a sudden she broke into hysterical laughter, it was so bitter to her but she couldn't stop and she just let it take over. Yamcha turned to look at her, trying to warn her to stop but her eyes were closed and she was laughing too hard to notice. She felt a hand grip her around the throat and lift her up in the air, she immediately stopped laughing, fear crawling up her spine. "You dare to mock me woman! How dare you laugh at me! Prince Vegeta! I should just kill you now!" He growled, because he held her neck she was forced to look into his eyes, so cold and hard. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at them, "I-I wasn't laughing at you I swear, I was laughing….laughing at something else." she whispered, tears streaming from her eyes, but to her surprise she wasn't crying out of fear. She was crying because of the same reason that she had been laughing a moment before.
Vegeta loosened his grip on her neck slightly although not letting go completely, he was confused because he no longer smelled fear on her. At first glance he had assumed that she had been crying because of her fear of him but the smell did not lie, she was sad. Incredibly, heartbreakingly sad, he almost felt pity for her but shook it off. Don't get soft Vegeta, emotions are for the weak. "So what were you laughing about?" he asked gruffly, his angry scowl still in place but he wasn't really angry anymore, just curious. Her tears had dried and she had recovered enough to glare at him, "It would be nice if you put me down first," she tried to scream at him but since he was choking her it only came out as a whisper. He dropped her like a toy he had gotten tired of and stepped back, waiting impatiently for her to continue.
"Well, tell me woman, I haven't got all day," He said irritably when she didn't immediately respond; she looked down and blushed slightly. "I-I can't tell you," he rolled his eyes and grunted in displeasure, "And why the hell not?" She blushed more deeply now, "It's too embarrassing,"
"Don't make me kill you woman, just answer the question," Yamcha nodded rapidly giving her a thumbs up sign. Kami, he is such a wimp, Bulma thought and sighed looking up at Vegeta pouting slightly. "You'd laugh at me," Vegeta rolled his eyes again as his face twisted into what could only be called total and utter unbelieving annoyance. "I won't laugh! So for Kami sakes spit it out woman!" He yelled making both her and Yamcha flinch.
"Fine, I'll tell you," She took a deep breath and started. "Ever since I was a little girl I've dreamed of finding the perfect man, a 'Prince'," Vegeta smirked, he could sort of see where this was going but he let her continue, "Then today I made a wish on the dragon balls to find him, my 'Prince' and then I stumble into you a loud annoying arrogant jerk that also happens to be a prince that was why I was laughing." Vegeta scowled, frankly he couldn't see how that was any different from her laughing directly at him but he let it slide, something else she had said caught his attention. "What are these 'dragon balls'?" He asked, the scowl finally softening slightly, although only a little.
"Not telling!" She said sticking her tongue out like a five year old and crossing her arms. "Is everything a battle with you woman!"
"Well E-X-C-U-S-E me for breathing! I'm not telling you anything!" She huffed turning to face the other direction, she was already embarrassed enough after he forced her to tell him one of her deepest secrets and she'd be damned if she gave him anything else! Also she felt kind of guilty, she hadn't exactly lied to him, that WAS the reason why she was laughing, but it wasn't the reason the laughter tasted so bitter. The reason for THAT was because she was beginning to think that even the great dragon who could grant any wish, could not find a man for her. In fact since nothing happened when she had made the wish she was starting to think that YAMCHA was the man she wished for and nothing happened simply because he was already there. Being with Yamcha wouldn't be so bad, she thought quietly to herself, he was a little bit of a wimp but she could fix that. He's certainly handsome enough; she still remembered how warm his body had felt against hers. She sighed, no, being with Yamcha wouldn't be bad at all, she supposed.
She turned around to see what Vegeta was doing and she saw that Yamcha was answering all his questions. "Yamcha!" she screamed and he jumped and smiled apologetically. "Sorry Bulma, but he scares me more than you do," Wimp, Vegeta and Bulma thought simultaneously although they didn't know it. "Dragon balls huh? This could be quite interesting, too bad I have to wait a year in order to make my wish…" he murmured thoughtfully as Bulma silently glared at Yamcha. "Woman!" Suddenly yelled and Bulma jumped. He was so rude! "What Monkey King," She said sarcastically, and he growled at her. "Shut up! Who said you could speak? I was simply informing you that I will require lodgings and so will accompany you." She was about to scream at him but he stopped her. "I don't particularly want to kill you but I will if you keep it up woman. I already got my directions so I no longer have any use for you." She looked at him, mouth gaping, she could tell he was serious by the look in his eyes. The coldness was back. She shivered and nodded, waving for him to follow them back to the air car.
They sat in silence for a long time, the chilly air whipping Bulma and Yamcha's hair viciously, but the Prince's hair didn't move an inch. "Do all people on your planet have hair like that?" Bulma asked irritably after her hair had blown into her mouth and she found herself unable to remove it. He scowled at her but she ignored the look, he always looked like that so it was beginning to lose its affect.
"Yes all Saiyans have hair that is straight and stiff, it can even be used as a weapon if nothing else is available." He answered, not looking at her. Bulma rolled her eyes, he was so uptight, it was like talking to an angry brick wall.
After several more attempts to make conversation with said wall, all unsuccessfully I might add, Bulma finally gave up and decided to just drive silently the rest of the way. It would be a very long trip.
It took a long time, several days in fact, but eventually they reached Capsule Corps, the place where Bulma had been born and raised. Goku and Oolong had long since left, she had invited them to stay with her but they had declined. She looked at the two men standing beside her, I guess I'm stuck with them, she thought although not unhappily.
Vegeta looked at the giant dome building that Bulma called home and nodded slightly. It would do, for now anyway. The woman had told him that her father was a very rich scientist on this planet so the first thing on his list was to order him to make some kind of training device, even with all his pride Vegeta knew that there was no way he would be able to get strong enough to beat Freiza if he didn't get a little bit of help.
"Tell me where your father is woman!" Vegeta snapped and Bulma rolled her eyes, she had become used to his random angry outbursts and they didn't bother her much anymore. "Go find him yourself! If you walk around enough I'm sure you'll stumble upon him."
Vegeta shook with anger, "How dare you speak to me like that woman! Do you know who I am? I could kill you with one finger you…" she was already walking away before he could even say the first word. He was just talking to himself, it was an experience unfamiliar to him and he didn't like it.
"You'll pay for that later woman, mark my words!" But once again, he was just talking to himself.