Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ! Damn it!

A/n: I think this story will be pretty good it's just a flat out plan ordinary romance! And that's not all it's a B/V! Lol well I hope you like it!

"Thoughts"

The linking song!

Bulma sat on her balcony of her room listening to the beautiful flutelike sound. Bulma had been crying since everyone had forgotten her 11th Birthday. With tear stained cheeks she listened trying to find the source of the song like she did every time she heard it, but the woods in her back yard blocked the view.

Bulma was a Saiyan, but she was an abnormal Saiyan with a blue tail. Her beautiful blue hair and blue eyes made her very exotic, but even considering how smart she was her parents wouldn't let her go to school. Her parents thought if she went they would be the laughing stock among there city and being as in they were in the highest class city around, including where the palace was, it wasn't something they wanted to have happen. So Bulma had a private tutor come over.

Her only friend was Chichi. Bulma had met Chichi when Bulma was playing in her mom's garden. Chichi was her next door neighbor and was in the woods crying. Bulma had went to her and held her. Soon she found out her mom had died and consoled her. This small incident broadened there friendship to an extreme and made them best friends from then on. They would always play together anytime possible and have sleepovers as much as possible.

Bulma lay down and curled in a ball listening to the song. The song always would play when ever she was depressed and she never knew why. Her parents, being so busy all the time, forgot her often. After the song stopped Bulma stood up hoping for more. When about 5 minutes passed of her waiting with open ears a different song started.

"Bulma? Are you in here?" A voice said as her door opened slowly.

"Yes, Chichi I'm here." Bulma said turning around with a smile.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Chichi yelled running up to her friend giving her a big hug. "Here I got something for you!" Chichi took out a small box from her bib overalls. It had gold wrapping and a small red bow on the top.

Bulma smiled widely and gave her friend another huge hug. "Thank you! Oh thank you Chi!" Bulma said and wiped her face dry from her tears. Bulma didn't notice the song had stopped.

"Were you crying….oh…your parents……I'm sorry don't worry about it to bad there busy people! They don't mean to so this." Chichi said pushing Bulma softly over to her bed to sit down.

"Thanks Chi, I know they are really busy, but why can't they take time out for me! I'm 11 and I already know how to live like I'm 20." Bulma said sadly.

Chichi looked at her with a sorry expression and thought about changing the topic. "Here open it! I saved up all my allowance for almost all year to get it." Chichi said laughing.

Bulma pulled the tape off slowly trying to preserve the beautiful gold tape.

"For heavens sake Bulma just rip it off your not going to need it in the future!"

"Well I'm making a scrap book and I want this in it."

"All of it though? Come on just rip it apart and take a small piece."

Bulma started to forcefully rip the paper off making Chichi roll her eyes. Under the paper was a wooden box. Bulma opened it and jumped up in surprise.

Inside was a locket. It was heart shaped with the sign of Vegeta-sei on it made out of diamonds.

"It's meant for when you get a boyfriend, but for now there's a picture of me and you in it. I just hope no one thinks were together or something…."

Both girls laughed as Chichi put it around Bulma's neck.

"Thank you again Chi! You'll never know how much this means to me!"

Bulma and Chichi spent the rest of that day and had yet another sleep over that night. After Chichi had gone to sleep Bulma walked out onto her balcony again. She stared longingly at the woods wishing one day to finally explore the wonders of that tune.

(7 years later)

"Bulma!" Bulma's mom called. "Were leaving now!"

Bulma ran down the stairs. Bulma had turned into a beautiful young woman. She was dressed up almost in clothes only royalty would wear. Her parent had there maids sow her clothes so her tail wouldn't show. She was wearing a long baby blue dress that left a train following behind her. Her hair was up in a tight bun with small strands hanging down all around her head. Till this day she still wore the locket that Chichi gave her only now hinge was rusted shut.

When she came down she saw her parents at the door of her home and maids carrying there baggage out to the car.

"Don't worry too much about your job. Dash is going to take over the company while were gone. You have fun! Why don't you go out with Chichi or something for a while?"

"Sure mom….but why can't I run the business? I'm highly qualified for the job." Bulma said giving an almost puppy dog expression.

"It's to stressful on someone like you! Yes your smart, but leave the hard stuff the grown ups ok?"

"MOM I'm 18 years old and 10 times better then Dash!" Bulma yelled, but before she could say anything else her mom shut the door to leave.

Bulma fell to sit on the bottom steps and put her face in her hands. Soon a hand was on her shoulder. Bulma tried to shrug it off but it didn't work. Bulma looked up to see Dash.

"Down worry about it Bulma it will be easy on you. When you're older you will be heiress of this company. Then you can worry about everything." Dash said with a smile.

"Don't touch me Dash! You know as well as I do that you're not to be trusted! I don't even feel safe in this house with you!" Bulma ripped his hand off her shoulder and ran up to her room slamming the door. Even though Bulma was relieved that her parents would be gone for 5 years, Bulma knew it wasn't a good idea to leave the company to Dash.

Bulma walked out onto her balcony from her bed when she heard the music she was so familiar with playing again. It had been 6 years since she had last heard it. Bulma had had a lot of hard times and desperately hoped it would play, but never did play and Bulma's memories of it even started to fade.

"That's it!" Bulma thought. "I'm going to find out what that is! I must know!" Bulma ran to turn to her door, when her private phone rang.

Bulma went over and picked it up quickly knowing it was Chichi. Bulma picked up the phone. "Hello Chi!"

"Hey Bulma I was just calling to see what was up. Are you're parents gone?" Chichi asked.

"Yup thankfully! But I don't like being left alone with this Dash guy here!"

"Ohhhhhh jeez…I don't trust him. Well how about I come over later. You want to have a sleepover?"

"No thanks Chi….I'll live I'm not in the best of moods right now….." Bulma said calmly.

"Ok sure! I'll talk to you later then alright?"

"Sure, bye Chi" Bulma said quickly then hanging up. Bulma felt bad for doing that. She never liked missing a sleep over, but wanted some time alone.

Bulma ran down the stairs when a certain song reminded her of what she was going to do. She ran out of the back door as fast as high heel shoes can take someone and looked out into the woods hoping the song would continue to play so she could figure out which direction to go.

When she figured out the way to go and slowly started through the woods holding up her dress to keep from snagging on the branches around her. "Damn why am I so stupid to wear a dress out here." Bulma walked for about 2 minutes when she started to see a clearing. The song had stopped playing a little bit ago, but Bulma knew which way to go now.

As she came out of the clearing she saw a huge fence. It had gaps in between each bar so she was able to see inside. "It's the royal palace!" Bulma thought looking at it through the fence. Just as she thought that the song started up again. She followed the song with her eyes to a tree right beside a huge lake in the backyard of the palace. "I can't believe were neighbors of the palace! Why have I not seen this before?"

As she strained her sight she could almost she clearly a young man about her age with hair that stood like a flame. He had what appeared to be a wooden flute that he was playing softly.

Bulma wanted so bad to go up to him. Bulma leaned up against the aluminum feeling bars. The bars, Bulma knew, were made so ki blast couldn't knock them down even thought they were very flimsy feeling, but they weren't flimsy. Not even being able to fly could you get over them. She hadn't found out how that was, but she intended on finding out one day. As she leaned up against them the bar right in front of her leaned open just big enough she could get through. She pushed her way through then hesitantly walked closer the boy.

She wasn't sure if she should she was very scared of getting caught and punished. The song was so alluring though. It practically said 'come to me'. Bulma got closer and started to make out more features of him. He was very cute Bulma had to admit. She wandered who he could be and why he was playing that.

As she got closer he suddenly stopped playing and looked up quickly. He jumped from his spot on the tree and nearly wobbled to stand up right. "Who are you?" He asked venomously, his face a little red from ether embarrassment or anger.

"My name is Bulma Briefs. I'm heiress of the Capsule Corp. compound. I didn't mean to disturb you…."

"What are you doing here?" He cut in.

"I heard you playing and wanted to know who you were." Bulma said standing her ground bravely. "And who are you?"

His mouth almost dropped. "You do not know who I am!" He said angrily. "I am the Prince of Vegeta-sei! Heir of the throne! How can you not know who I am?"

"Well I've never been outside my house before except for my friend's house. My parents don't tell me much about life around me. I just know what they want me to know. That's why I was surprised t see you here and wanted to know who you were! I've heard that song many times in my life….I wanted to hear you play it! I wanted to know what it was." Bulma explained.

Vegeta looked down at the wooden instrument he held in his hand then up at her. "There are penalties for trespassing on royal ground!" Vegeta said to her. "But I canit believe your finally here." He said in his head. "I'll let you go this once, but be sure you Never come back or the result will surly differ." Vegetas expression twitched as if he regretted what he said, but he didn't take it back. He watched as she started to turn to walk away. "Where is your tail are you not Saiyan? That would explain your hair and eyes!"

Bulma turned around immediately. "Actually I happen to have a tail…my parents don't like it so they make my clothes this way so people cant see it. That's why I was never allowed to leave my home." Bulma let her tail out from the band of her waist. The sun shined on the silky, aqua appendage.

Vegeta eyes widened slightly. He walked slowly up to where Bulma was standing and grabbed it instantly causing Bulma to freeze. "Is this real? It can't be……." Vegeta said barely petting the fur to see if there was a reaction.

Bulma let out a small purr and instantly Vegeta stopped and let go.

"Why can't I sense you ki? Can you hide it somehow?" Vegeta asked taking a few steps back.

Bulma was angered by what he did but tried not to show it. "Yes I can hide my ki! I don't have much to begin with, but my parents made it so I wouldn't be detected by anyone to make me leave the house or something like that……" Bulma held up her wrist to show off a silver bracelet that held her ki.

"How old are you and where is your father?"

"Well I'm 18 and my father and mother are going to be gone for 5 years! Why?"

"That technology!" Vegeta said fascinated.

"But I can make duplicate and fix anything! I'm a lot smarter them my parents! They don't realize how much I can't sneak under their noses." Bulma said proudly crossing her arms over her chest. "But why does it matter to you?"

"Don't question me! I suggest you leave now. I'm going to speak with my father about this. I think you could work here in the palace in the technology wing." Vegeta said starting to walk back to the palace placing his instrument in a small bag attached to his armor. "She could be the key to help defeat Freeza once and for all, but I alone will be the one to finally kill him someday." Vegeta smirked.

Bulma gaped at the princes back. "The technology wing? My parents would freak…but then again I'm old enough to leave the house! They can't hold me anymore. Dash can keep the damn company! I'm working for the palace now!" Bulma turned around to go back the direction she came, but not before feeling the prince's eyes on her back she turned her head slightly to look behind her noticing the prince one again on the tree a happy song once again playing from his instrument.

Bulma stopped for a second letting the song fill her ears. The beauty of the garden surrounding her just added to the amazement. It was much bigger then her mothers garden. She wandered where the guards were, but decided best to just keep moving. Bulma pushed back through the bars of the fence and headed home.

Once Vegeta knew Bulma was out of the palace grounds and close to her house Vegeta stopped. "So it is her…….We've been looking for her a long time! She is supposed to be the legend that I never thought existed. The last of her type. She's the one I must have for me! Beautiful, smart and logical! It is her I know it!"

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