Prologue
"But mother, why do I have to be the one to help a planet more primitive than ours? I'm a prince."
The queen flicked her son on his nose.
"This is one of the duties a prince must perform, even if we must do it in secret."
The prince nodded his head as he listened to another lesson from his mother. The queen was not only loved and respected by her son, but all of Vegetasei.
"Now, come dear, and help your very pregnant mother to the gardens for tea. Our guests from the Cold Empire will be here soon."
"Yes, mother," Vegeta beamed, helping his mother get up.
Queen Able beamed down at her son. She knew her recently turned teenaged son would become a wise and benevolent king someday. She only hoped her teachings would stay with him no matter where he went.
Meanwhileon Earth…
"Papa, have other beings always existed on other planets?"
"Yes, my dear, but they didn't use space travel much, at least not to our planet. I believe they started coming to Earth when my father was a young boy."
"Is that why our government started the Planetary Arrangements?"
"Yes, my dear. By having other planetary representatives, we were and will be able to advance our race not only in culture, but in technology as well."
"I want to work for the government when I grew up."
"Well, with your brains and connections through me, I'm sure you'll be replacing me in no time."
Dr. Brief winked at his daughter before she looked into space through the telescope. At only ten years old, she was already showing promise in the scientific field, and he couldn't wait to see what her future had in store for her.
Chapter 1
Vegeta sat on the couch in his living quarters as he watched the woman move around his room and receiving room rearranging items in his bags. He smiled to himself when he thought about the woman he loved the most in the world and how much he would miss her.
"I think that is quite enough arranging. I don't need much and you're just making a bigger mess."
The woman snapped her head toward Vegeta and gave him a glare that would drop any man or woman to their knees in for forgiveness. Vegeta barked out a laugh and rose to circle his arms around her and buried her head in his chest.
"I used to fear that glare, but now it amuses me."
The woman sighed as she tightened her hold around her son.
"Oh, how I miss the days when you used to run in fear of me."
Queen Able was feared by all, but the beloved citizens of Vegetasei could not have asked for a better queen. Not only was she able to sooth the beast that was the king before his marriage to her, she made reforms to better the kingdom and lead them into a more promising future.
"Don't get me wrong mother, your glare is still powerful. I, however, am immune to it now, and I am sure if you hadn't babied Tarble, he would still run in fear of you."
"Do not make fun of your brother. It is not his fault he could not become the warrior you have become. He will show his worth when he is of age."
"Mother, he is almost 20. I think he is passed the when he is of age."
Queen Able slapped his chest and gave her infamous glare for the second time to her eldest son.
"I am only joking," Vegeta smiled. "We all know what he lacks in strength, he makes up for in his abilities to come up with strategies to better the kingdom."
"And that was why I reprimanded him when he suggested we send a representative to that primitive planet and it had to be you."
"But we were the ones to plant the idea in his head."
She punched him on the arm this time.
"It does not mean I will be missing you any less."
"You know it has to be me, mother. No one will know me there as the Prince of Vegetasei. I am just a powerful diplomat going to this Earth to be a part of the Planetary Arrangements to represent the Great Planet of Vegetasei."
"Yes, I know, but do be careful. You never know who you might run into."
"Of course, mother."
Queen Able stepped away from her son's embrace and moved toward the bags again.
"Mother, my bags are fine and if I need anything, I'm sure the Committee of Planetary Arrangements will provide for my basic needs."
"Yes, I know, but I am a mother above all else and I worry."
"No need. Nappa and Raditz are traveling with me. Even without them, I'm sure I could manage on my own."
"But as a prince, you must be protected. You are next in line for the throne."
"But you also taught me that I am more than just a prince."
The queen smiled lovingly and cupped her son's cheek.
"Come dear. Let us go see your father and brother so you can say your farewells."
Meanwhile on Earth…
Bulma paced inside of her office, circling her desk. She would stop behind it occasionally to stare through the floor to ceiling glass windows toward the launch pad fields before moving to the left of her office where huge sliding glass doors opened to an indoor balcony that showed the lower level hangar-like warehouse where engineers worked on planes and other government inventions and tech. After waving to several people, she headed back inside her office and frosted the glass before she started wandering around her spacious office again. As the newly appointed chief to the Department of Defense and Weapons for the planet of Earth, she wasn't worried about how well she would perform her job, but excited to be able to show everyone how a woman would run things. No, not just a woman, the woman. She had already shown her skills when she initiated that all personnel working under her in the building be required to take some sort of advance self-dense. In each session, she proved she could kick anyone's ass no matter how much bigger or stronger they thought they were, not that she wasn't notoriously known already. Some of the strongest men still stayed clear of her whenever she entered any government building.
She stopped by the bookshelf near the door to her office and smiled when she saw the picture frames that showcased the previous owner's family throughout the past 35 years. Bulma picked up a photo that was taken about a month ago and a tiny laugh escaped her lips when the door opened suddenly to her left. She had her arm raised to the chest of the intruder, but lowered it when she noticed who it was.
"Dad, I know this used to be your office, but a knock would have been nice. I almost killed you."
"Sorry, my dear. Force of habit."
Dr. Briefs looked down on his daughter's arm and smiled.
"I see you finished your prototype. Let me have a peek."
Bulma took off the thin black ring on her finger and handed it to her father to examine.
"I finished it last night. It can knock a 300-pound man out cold with a single punch."
"Fascinating!"
The older Brief examined the new tech carefully, pushing a small button on the side of his glasses to scan it. Being part of the Brief family, Bulma and her father always had some sort of Capsule Corp tech on their body. Dr. Brief had his specialized glass, and Bulma had weapons disguised as jewelry. Her mother and older sister, Tights, opted out of wearing any tech, but always had patented Capsule Corp capsules with them instead.
After a short examination, he lifted his daughter's hand to his lip to place a kiss on her hand before slipping the ring back to its original position. Bulma leaned against her desk as her father rounded his old desk to stare out into the launch pad fields.
"You're early. They're not expected to arrive for another 3 hours."
"I know. I just wanted some time alone before officially retiring. I'm excited to meet these Saiyans. Apparently, they are look like earthlings, but they can turn into giant apes and have incredible strength and speed."
"I know, dad. I read the same report you did."
"Sorry, dear. Another force of habit. I've been in this office for 35 years. It's going to take a while getting use to civilian life again."
Bulma hugged her father and smiled as they watched all sorts of planes, spaceships, and other galactic ships come and go in the field.
"I have lunch plans, but you are more than welcomed to join us."
"Us? Is it with that fellow representing the Cold Empire? What was his name again? The handsome one… Zappo… Zippy… Zorro…."
"Dad!" Bulma giggled. "His name is Zarbon and he is not handsome. I'd say he's more of a pretty boy."
"Yes, Zarbon... How is the fellow doing? Is he faring well on our planet?"
"I think he's transitioning well due to his flirty nature."
It had been awhile since a man had shown direct interest in Bulma. There were stares and flirting from other men she had run into, but they were never bold enough to take it to another level, like asking her to eat a meal with her or go for a walk around the facility. Zarbon certainly expressed his interest through his eyes and mannerisms like other men, but he was more forward with his interest in her, and she found it refreshing. If a man didn't have the guts to ask her out directly, they were not man enough for her and worth her precious time.
Bulma thought she had ruined her chances to become friendly with the man when he volunteered to be partners with her during one of their group sparring sessions. Their spar drew the attention from the other pairs when they saw how intensely the two fought without hurting the other. Bulma was able to pin Zarbon into submission on the mat floor as cheers and hollers were heard through the gym as she helped him back up. When she started to apologize to him, growing fearfully that she had hurt his pride and feelings, he barked in laughter and stated to all around that on his planet, women were not worthy unless they were able to beat males in hand to hand combat and it was an honor for him to find such a woman on Earth. They have been partners ever since, not that anyone wanted to be paired with the two strongest fighters.
A knock sounded at the door, interrupting her memory.
"Come in."
Zarbon opened the door and smiled when he made eye contact with Bulma.
"Good afternoon, Bulma and Dr. Brief. I didn't know you were going to be here so early. Would you like to join us for lunch?"
"No, no. Wouldn't want to interfere with your date."
"It's not a date, dad."
"It's not?" Zarbon joked, lifting his hands to his heart. "Please don't tell my heart that."
"Ha. Ha, mister. Let's get out of here before my dad decides to marry me off."
Zarbon and Bulma enjoyed their lunch together and excitedly discussed the arrival of the Saiyans in a few short hours.
"Did you know royalty still exists on Vegetasei? They are still very primitive."
"And yet they were one of the first planets to create space ships when they assimilated the Tuffles on their planet."
"Touché."
"Have you met the royals of Vegetasei before?"
"I've met the prince before, but only briefly and many years ago. I saw Queen Able for an extended amount of time because she is the true ruler of the planet, and the most beautifully fearless woman I've ever met. You sort of remind me of her."
"I remind you of a queen?"
"Is that so hard to believe? You're fearless, smart, and extremely beautiful."
He lifted one of her hands and kissed her knuckles. Bulma smiled and wished she was more attracted to Zarbon, but she didn't feel that spark he obviously had for her.
"Right. Let's head back. It's almost time for them to arrive."
"Unfortunately, I have to meet with someone so I cannot accompany you today."
"Oh, okay. I'll see you next time then."
Bulma was excited to see what the Saiyans looked like and hoped she'd be able to meet royalty one day. It wasn't likely they would ever send a prince to Earth.
Hello wonderful people of FF!
I originally wrote this fic for ao3 because my later chapters become very explicit and that is not allowed on FF. So feel free to head on over to /users/Fanfictina18/works to read more! I will post more chapters, but FF is way more confusing to upload to than ao3..
Special shout out to BV4ever in convincing me to post on here bc she wanted me to share them with the wonderful fan base on here!