Chapter 1

Yo! So I have absolutely no idea how this works and am randomly clicking... I hope this is where I'm supposed to put the first chapter...? I came up with this from a song named Watchtower by Ed Sheeran and Devlin. It's a kinda old song but... whatever. On with the story I guess? Oh yeah this is a BulmaXVegeta fanfic... enjoy!

Bold= author notes

Italics= thoughts

new scene

Vegeta stared at his father, he could not be serious... right?

"Think of the throne line son. You're going to need a wife and a child to rule after you and-"

"Yes, father! I know that! But I'm only 16!"

"I'm well aware of that Vegeta, I was married at the age of 18, and I expect you to be as well."

"Well unlike you" Vegeta said, standing up from the table, his hands either side of his plate. "I want to live and marry like a normal saiyan would!"

"You can't! For you are a prince!" The king barely rose his voice for he usually didn't need to. Most saiyans would obey his every command, even his fiery tempered son. And so a few of the servents turned and stared at the scene. The king shot them a look and they all scurried out of the room.

"Princes are of high class! Therefore I shouldn't be marrying a servant or beggar that lives in the streets!" Vegeta exclaimed, how could his father not understand even this!?

"Your mother was once a servant, but she was pretty enough to be a queen. I chose her and I believe if you just looked you could do the same and find a girl worthy enough to be a queen."

"Based on just looks father?! That's hardly possible! What if I choose one that turns out to be a complete whore who has slept with literally every saiyan, dead and alive!? What then?!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH BOY! WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!" The king was red in the face and looked absolutely furious. He got up and walked around the table and punched his son in the stomach. Vegeta doubled over and his father grabbed him by his hair and held him so they were face to face. "Look, boy, this is how it's going to work:" the king said in a low voice quiet enough so that only Vegeta could hear. "You will choose a young girl that you like from the ones that aren't married. They will live here long enough for you to decide if you like them or not. If you don't, we kill them and say that there was an accident and the fell and died or something." Vegeta swallowed. As much as he seemed to not care about others, he didn't want to choose a girl and then kill them just because they weren't of his exact liking. He wouldn't mind it as much if the girl was from a different race, like a majin or a frieza race, or even an earthling. But a saiyan? He would actually feel kinda bad. The boy opened his mouth to protest but the king just narrowed his eyes and said "Are we clear, boy?" His voice a deep whisper. Vegeta just stared at his father. It had been a long time since he'd seen him this angry. "I SAID ARE WE CLEAR?!" He shouted. Vegeta tried to nod but he couldn't for he was being held by his hair, so he managed a weak, shakey "Yes, father." Before being dropped on the floor.

"Go to your room now boy. I'll make some arrangements for you to choose your future wife." The king walked out of the room and went through the door on the right. Vegeta sat on the floor for a while. Why did my mother have to die? She was the only one who could argue with him and get her own way. Vegeta thought before standing and walking to his room, leaving through the door on the left to ensure he wouldn't see his father in the halls of the palace (is palace the right word? Or is it castle?)

Once Vegeta got to his room he collapsed onto his bed. This is gonna be a looonng week. He thought before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

"Ewww look! It's mouldy hair!"Maron said, pointing at the aqua haired girl as she walked into the class.

Bulma knew that Maron was jealous of her. Yeah, she may not be rich but Bulma was the prettiest saiyan in the village and school she went to. But none of the girls, other than her one and only friend chi chi, liked her because of this. She was intelligent, pretty and an absolutely amazing singer. Another reason she wasn't liked was because she was dating Yamcha, the nicest looking guy in the school, aside from Kakarot, who had been given the nickname Goku which meant 'silly' which he was. But Goku was dating Chi Chi so there was no option there.

Bulma ignored Maron and walked straight up to Yamcha, who was on the other side of the class, and kissed him before looking Maron straight in the eyes and sitting down next to Chi Chi.

"Hey, Bulma! Have you heard about Vegeta?" Chi Chi asked with a smile

"The king, the prince or the planet?" Bulma asked, half worried there was gonna be a massive meteor that would hit and explode the planet. (Hahaha I didn't even realise until I wrote it...)

"The prince. Every unmarried girl from 15 to 17 has to go up North near where one of the castles are and-"

"Shit!"

"I know! I haven't married Goku yet! What if he picks me?! Or you!? You haven't married Yamcha yet! I mean... I don't have much of a chance but you-"

"No, Chi! Not that!"

"What then?" Chi Chi asked, looking worried

"I didn't bring my homework!"

Chi Chi stared at Bulma blankly. "Are you kidding?! We're talking about the prince here! And you're worried about your homework?!"

"Chi Chi, at the moment I don't give a shit about the prince! I need to get my homework!" Bulma gasped "I know! Chi, cover for me! I'm gonna fly back home."

"But you're not old enough to fly without an adult! You'll get in trouble!"

"I'll be fine Chi! Cover for me! Say Maron hit me and I went to clear up the blood."

"Seriously?!"

"Yeah! Say that exactly!" Bulma said, running out of the classroom, a hand over her face, just in case she ran into the teacher.

"Lets land in this village for a while, son." The king said, knowing his son was beginning to feel tired from the long flight, and it was a long way to the next town, he wasn't sure if the boy would last that long.

"Ok, father." Vegeta said, secretly thankful that his father was in a good mood today.

Just as they were about to fly down Vegeta heard his father shout "Vegeta! Look out!"

The prince looked up just in time to see a girl with aqua blue hair flying at him full speed. But instead of calling to her to tell her to stop he instinctively put his hand out in a fist to stop them, but realised to late that the girl was staring down at her phone, texting someone. She looked up just as she collided with the prince's fist. She let out a cry but blacked out a second or so after and fell about six storeys to the ground. The prince just stared as she fell, he hadn't expected that to happen. The king stared at his son, he couldn't figure out if he'd punched the girl intentionally or if he just randomly had his hand out and she collided with him. He guessed the latter by looking at his sons confused/surprised expression... yep, he definitely hadn't expected that to happen.

"Are you okay there, woman?" Bulma heard a voice ask. She felt like the room was spinning, and she had a bad headache. Her back and neck hurt for some reason, so did her cheek. She blinked a few times and her eyes began to focus. She sat up, still feeling dizzy. "Where am I?" She asked

"I don't know.. father, where are we?"

"All I know is we're in a village that's in the East..." The man said

Bulma didn't know who she was speaking to yet, her eyes still hadn't focused, until the man shouted "You! Boy! Where are we?"

Bulma was about to tell him to mind his manners but she saw, through blurry eyes, a boy kneel down in front of the man and say "I'm sorry, your majesty, all I know is that we are roughly 74 miles from your castle in the North."

"Your majesty?" Bulma asked, confused.

She heard the man let out a short laugh. "I told you, son. You need to be more careful. The girl can't even recognise anyone now."

Vegeta glared at his father "She flew into me! It isnt my fault!"

Bulma blinked again, ultimately confused. Her eyes focused completely as the prince walked over and knelt in front of her. Bulma leant back on her arms, she didn't want to admit it but at that moment in time she felt absolutely terrified of the prince.

"Who are you? What's your name?" Vegeta asked. Bulma just stared at him, fear evident in her eyes.

"Name, girl, what is it?" He asked again

"B-Bulma. My name is Bulma." She replied.

He nodded. "Nice to meet you." He said and stood up. He was about to walk away but his father shot him a look and so he held out his hand to help the girl up. She just stared at him, terrified, for a few minutes before taking his hand. He pulled her up and she gave the prince a weak smile.

"Age?" The king asked.

"16." She replied, still feeling like she should have been killed by now for not knowing who the royal family was. In her nervousness she didn't see the king shoot his son a side glance, but she did see Vegeta frown. She felt embarrassed for some reason.

"Shouldn't you have an adult with you?" The prince asked.

"I'm sorry! Please forgive me! It's just I was in a rush to get home and there was loads of people on the ground so I thought it'd be okay if I flew,-"

The king let out another short laugh, cutting her off. "It's ok, it's ok! I think you've learnt your lesson, am I wrong?"

The girl let out a weak smile and then gasped, checking her watch. "Oh no! I completely forgot about school! And I'm sooo late! What am I gonna do!?" She said more to herself than to anyone else.

"Why don't you start by showing us the way to your house." The king said. It was more of an order than a question.

"Wh-"

"We'll get that cut cleaned up, then we'll go to your school and explain why you're so late." The king finished.

"W-We?"

"That's what he said isn't it?" Prince Vegeta said.

"I-I guess... Why would you want to help me though? Everyone hates me."

"Why would everyone hate you?" The king asked looking surprised.

"Because my hair is blue." Bulma stated.

The king waited for further explanation but nothing came. "What, that's it?" The prince asked with a laugh. "If a saiyan has blue hair doesn't it mean-" Vegeta started but his father shot him a glance and he stopped mid sentence. The king nodded before turning back to the girl, who cocked her head to one side, confused. "-never mind." Vegeta said. He looked at the girl. "So? Where's your house?"

The class stared as Bulma walked in, a cut just above her temple that had a bandage on and a red mark on her cheek, in front of king and prince Vegeta. She walked to her seat next to Chi Chi, who was also staring.

"Hey! You'll never guess what happened! Turns out that being a total klutz is sometimes a good thing. Now I have proof that Maron hit me." She whispered to Chi, who stared at her, then at the two royals.

"What the hell happened B?!" Chi whispered back.

"I'll tell you at lunch." Bulma said, knowing that there was only 5 minutes left until the end of class.

The teacher cleared his throat. "E-Excuse me, class." He said, sounding nervous, trying to stop the class from talking about Bulma hanging around with royals. "P-Prince Vegeta will be joining us for the rest of the day..." he said, gesturing to a not-too-happy-looking prince, standing next to his smirking father. Both had their arms crossed.

"You can sit wherever you want, prince." The teacher said. Suddenly Goku stood up. "Vegeta! I didn't know you was around! We have gym next! We have got to spar again!"

"Kakarot." Vegeta said with a nod.

Bulma and Chi turned around to Goku, who sat directly behind them, and at the exact same time said "You know the royals?!"

Goku smiled and nodded at the two before waving to Vegeta and gesturing to the empty seat next to him.

Vegeta walked over to Goku and sat down next to him. The class stared at him but the prince ignored them and nodded at the teacher to continue with the lesson.

Most of the girls in the class looked like sluts and the ones who didn't were mostly stupid. Vegeta made a mental note to not pick any of these girls. Bulma was definitely the smartest in the class, followed by Chi Chi. But Chi, as she was called, was Kakarot's girl. As much as he would like to anger Kakarot, he wouldn't kill the boy's girlfriend.

"'Geta, how do you find the area of a circle again?" Goku asked, confused

"Huh?"

Bulma heard the question. "To find the area you times pi by the radius squared." Bulma said, not looking away from her work.

"Thanks B!" Goku grinned and started to type something into his calculator.

Yeah, she's smart... but can she hold her own in a fight? Vegeta thought.

Ahahaha, idk where to go with this... I got writers block and decided that this would do for chapter 1. If the chapters should be longer just say! (I think they need to be longer but idk... whatever you think... if anyone is actually reading this...)

Any ways... please, please RR! =D