Hey, this is a new fic for me. I hope u like it. And be warned, this fic is sooo not a fluff. And think the unexpected, this is not a stereotype b/v. Or it, might be, I haven't read all of them, lol.
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, or any of the characters in this story.
Bulma took one last look at her house, before setting off towards the forest. The saiyans were coming anytime soon. She had prepared all she could, and now she was ready. She walked through the trees, lying low.
Goku, Krillin and the others were on Kami's lookout, getting ready to defend Chikyuu.
It had only been a few days since she had found out that the saiyans were coming. Looking through her telescope one night, she had seen a round object flying towards the earth. When she had told her fellow scientists that it was an alien spacecraft, they didn't believe her. But then, after a few hours, they had soon realised the truth, as the details of the object became more and more clear. Using her resources, and her knowledge of space, she had developed some data on the ship. She had found that it was in fact a Saiyan ship, heading for Earth to destroy it. She had found out some other things, by hacking into its computers- she was a technical genius after all. They were also coming to retrieve something, but she didn't know what.
The Z-senshi had then begun training for the Saiyan's arrival, ready to attack the first signs of Saiyan forms.
There was a humongous CRASH! That forced Bulma to her feet. She held onto a nearby tree, to hold herself up. The ground was still vibrating from the crash. She walked forward, to investigate the cause of the crash.
She gasped. The Saiyans had landed.
Millions of muscular forms were leaving the ship and flying off in different directions. She stayed at a safe distance, but not too far, that she couldn't see.
Every Saiyan had left the ship, save for one. He left the ship slowly, taking in the surroundings. Bulma inhaled sharply. He was magnificent. He took her breath away, even from so far away. She looked at him again, taking everything in.
He had an angular face, and his features looked almost chiselled. His onyx eyes, were capturing, and his small nose was turned upwards at the end. His full lips were pulled into a perpetual smirk.
His body was muscled, and firm, showing, through his spandex suit. 'He must be the Prince.' She thought. 'Wow!'
She shook her head. No. She was in love with Yamcha, the love of her life. He was also good looking, with his cropped spiky black hair, and his two battle scars, which made him look like a stud, for some reason. She smiled. Even though Yamcha had cheated on her two times, Bulma had forgiven him, as she herself, was not a complete saint… And now they were the perfect couple, next to Goku and Chi chi.
'Get everyone one in sight!' The Prince shouted at everyone. 'Let no-one escape. Bring the most beautiful women at the front, and the men at the back, I only need a few slaves, so don't bring too many women.' He smiled, rubbing his hands together.
'Slaves?' Bulma said aloud. 'What a jerk!'
Suddenly, a pair of rough hands seized her, and clamped onto her tight, in an iron grip. She screamed, but her captor's hand was placed firmly over her mouth.
Well, there you go…. Hoped you liked it, more on the way….
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