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Chapter 1

**To Dream of Strangers**

I was locked in my room. Daddy called it being grounded for doing things that little ladies should most certainly not do, I called it torture. He said that punching a royal guard for stealing my piece of cake was uncouth. I said it was justice; no one stole Bulma Brief's cake and got away with it!

So I sat on my bed staring at the wall, kicking my feet quite unhappily. What stunk the most was that the prince was supposed to be out meeting the guards today and I really wanted to see him! I had yet to see the prince. Daddy said that I could not see the prince until I was eighteen. I had stuck my tongue out at him when he said that.

For the prince was probably the only other saiyan in the royal palace my age, and I really wanted someone to play with. He never came out of training or studying much like me but I made free time unlike him. So naturally I thought if I could just see him once then I could also convince him to play with me. I sighed heavily, and to top this whole situation off Daddy had sent for a maid to make me 'pretty'.

She had come earlier of course. The maid had managed to wrestle me into a red dress and she had curled my blue hair. So now I had 'cute' little spirals framing my face. I kept staring at the wall unhappily. "I am NOT staying in here all day" I told the wall. The wall to my elation did not object.

I ran to my mirror just to make sure my curls were hanging right and smiled. The maid really had done a good job, even though I hated other people dressing me I had to give her points. The dress stopped at my knees and I was barefoot. My white tail curled protectively around my waist and my blue curls were perfect. I smiled at my reflection, time to go!

I rushed over to the door and looked back at the wall. "Do NOT tell Daddy of this or I WILL blast you." I said this all with a warning tone. I would indeed blast it. I turned to the door once more and mimicked my dad's voice so the door would open. "Dr. Briefs." The door swung open. Naturally I was one of the best imitators.

I skipped happily down the hall. First stop would be the kitchen because I was quite hungry. My stomach rumbled in appreciation. Maybe they would still have my favorite strawberry cake there. My eyes closed envisioning the delightful desert when I ran into something hard.

I promptly fell on my butt. "HEY watch it" I yelled. I was looking at a little boy about my age. He was wearing the standard blue training suit and he also looked quite annoyed. "Watch your tone" he said in a very commanding voice. Then I noticed his hair, it was standing up like a flame.

I snorted. "I do not watch my tone for anyone" I said. Then I promptly flipped my hair showing that he was dismissed. His face turned quite baffled.

"Do you not know who I am?" He asked in bewilderment. I looked at him real hard then. NO, I did not know the little pompous freak. "Sorry, but I don't fraternize with pricks that have ego problems." His face then heated up in anger. At this point we were standing very close, our noses were almost touching.

Then our tense little bubble was ripped apart as a big bald guy came stomping down the hallway. The little boy at my side quickly tensed but I just sat there staring. "VEGETA WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DITCHING YOUR STUDIES? DO YOU WANT YOUR FATHER TO KILL YOU?" The little boy did not so much as flinch, he looked as if he was very use to this kind of treatment.

The big bulky man quickly grabbed the boy's arm and started dragging him back down the hallway. The pair then quickly disappeared down the hallway as they took a left. I stared after him for a moment longer. The little prick deserved it for being so mean to a young lady, he did not even apologize! I started to skip to the kitchen again.

It didn't hit me till after I had returned to my room. That little boy was the prince!


I awoke to the sharp pain of my head hitting something hard. It took me a minute to realize I had just fallen out of bed. I growled. I lay there for a minute watching as a spider picked its way through the dust. There also was a sock that looked quite lonely. What an amazing view that the underside of my bed had.

After my head stopped throbbing I pulled myself back onto my bed and lay back down. It was probably time to get up but I could get away with five more minutes. I was feeling particularly groggy for some reason, like I had been drugged.

I tried to remember last night. Had I gone to a party and drunk something with a little "kick" to it? I sat there and thought real hard for my allotted five minutes but came up with nothing. Well it was now or never. I convinced my body to crawl out of the bed and hit the lights on.

I went about my morning routine of stretching, washing, and clothing. I put on my white training suit. The top half had triangular shoulder armor and the white covering stopped a mid-stomach with short sleeves, the lower part had triangular armor to cover 'down under' and the white cloth ended at my ankles. It was complete with my white boots that rode up to mid-thigh and had five inch heels.

I checked my reflection and blew myself a kiss. "You are quite dashing" came a voice from behind. "Though I do not know if I would date myself" said the voice again. I smiled at my reflection. "Well I don't know about that Zarbon I am pretty damn hot. There is not anybody else on this ship half as good looking as me."

I heard a hurt whimper come from behind me. I quickly turned around and smiled at the very handsome green alien. "Excluding you Zarbon." The smile that I had heard before in his tone returned. I walked over to him and gave him a quick hug.

"So what are we doing today partner?" Zarbon was Freiza's second hand man, and somehow I had become his friend. Or more he had become mine. The first time I had met Frieza he had been in the room and Freiza was deciding to put me with the whores when Zarbon made a quick interruption and suggested enlisting me in the ranks.

Freiza had looked dumbfounded but a look of pure concentration came on his face and he had nodded to Zarbon. I was guessing he had a hard time sensing ki and that was what he was trying to do. Apparently I was dubbed strong enough and suddenly I had become Zarbon's partner.

I looked up at Zarbon expectantly. "Well Bulma darling I am briefing you on a mission. I stuck my bottom lip out in a pout. We didn't have to do a lot of work because we were so high up in the empire but when we did it was arduous.

"Don't look so sad Bulma darling. Come sit with me in the coffee lounge and I can tell you there." He linked his arm through mine and we headed down the hall. We promptly arrived at the lounge area currently were nobody was. It was probably too early for soldiers to be up and out anyways. Plus it's not like big manly men drunk coffee anyways. I had an inkling Zarbon had Freiza make it just for me.

Zarbon and I ordered our favorite morning drinks and we headed to our favorite seat by the window. I took a sip and glanced out at all the stars; pure bliss was what I was experiencing. I then turned my attention to Zarbon, time to ruin the bliss.

"Bulma you have been assigned a very important mission. I can NOT stress how important it is for you to succeed on this one."

"Just me?"

"Yes Bulma, just you. Now I'm going to tell you all of it right now quickly. If you have questions wait to the end. It is very important that you absorb all of this. For a long time the Cold Empire and the Saiyan Empire have been at odds. Both empires are looking toward the same goal, to rule the universe. Of course you already know this."

I gave a quick and concise nod. I was one of the lucky Saiyans who had been saved by Freiza from my barbaric race. "Freiza knows that war is bound to erupt. He knows that what Saiyans lack in number they make up for in power and no one can deny that. What he has arranged is for someone who can give us inside information."

I looked at him questioningly. "He wants an insider so he can know if the Saiyans really are preparing for war. If so he wants to know the attack plans, the weapons, how many soldiers, power levels of said soldiers. Now here is the important part Bulma dear. He has chosen you to be this insider."

I'm sure my face burst into shock because he hurriedly continued. "He has chosen you Bulma because you are a saiyan and you are very pretty. He is sure you can wiggle your way to the top of that ladder and get him what he needs. He chose you because he knows you will not fail!"

My shock turned to anger. "So he wants me to go flaunt my womanly parts around the royal court? Just so he can 'make sure' there will be no war?" Zarbon's face turned from urgency to sympathy.

"Bulma dear" he started but I cut him off. "DO NOT Bulma dear me!" I said in a harsh tone. We had to keep quite because of the coffee lounge worker. "Bulma just listen that is not it at ALL!"

"Well then enlighten me Zarbon because I am failing to see the light here!" He shook his head as if speaking to a child. He was not helping his case.

"Bulma he does not want you to flaunt. He gave you this mission because of your quick wit and your lashing tongue. He knows even the toughest of people will be broke down by your 'spit-fire' as he likes to call it. Now are you calmed down?"

I glared at him but nodded. "Now I have the details right here for you. You and I are deporting tomorrow so you might want to get everything ready." With that he handed me some papers stood up and with a flourish of dollar bills he was gone.

Well it looks like I have no choice; I am to be an Insider.


Well guys what did you think? You may notice that she is actually on the cold empire side right now….. Hmmm? You wonder why that is. Well it has to do something with THE NEXT CHAPTER! So tune in and find out for Bulma's CRAZY homecoming. Plus she meets Vegeta next time. BET YA'LL WANNA SEE THAT!

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A Curiosity