*I do not own DBZ
Bulma sighed as she crawled out of her big comfy bed.
She reached into her dressed into a pair of short jean shorts and a black tank top. After pulling her horrible hair into a messy bun and slipping a pair of old tennis shoes on her feet she went for the gravity room to repair the damage Vegeta had done the day before.
Stupid jerk, he better learn his lesson after it nearly killed him.
The construction team had done a great job rebuilding the walls but now it was time for Bulma to fix the electrical wiring. This thing was her baby and she didn't trust anyone else with it. Well, except maybe her Dad.
She grabbed her tool box on her way out of the house and went to work on the machine.
After a good half hour Bulma sighed yet again in agitation.
"Damn machine. Whose idea was it to create you anyway?"
"Talking to yourself Girl?"
Bulma wiped some grease on her leg before standing up.
"Can I help you Vegetable head?"
"You can start with showing the Prince-"
"Of All Saijins, I know, I know. Now if you don't mind I still have work to do."
"Work faster than I want to start my training right away."
"First off," she put her hands on her hips "you are no one to order me around. Second, if you hadn't pushed yourself this thing wouldn't have been blown up. And thirdly, who the hell cleared you out of the medic bay?"
"I just walked right out. No one orders me around little girl."
Sakura threw her hand in the air before turning around to finish the last adjustments on the control panel.
She fished a chip out of her pocket and installed it into the hard drive.
Standing up she realized he was still here.
"Is it ready?"
"Yes but-"
"Good, so leave."
Bulma placed herself in between him and the control panel.
"I don't think so buddy. Don't I get a thank you?"
"Like hell."
She grunted in frustration before stomping out of the room muttering curses to herself.
She walked into the kitchen to see her mother working on lunch already.
"Oh Bulma honey, you've got a bit of a smudge on your face. Why don't you go clean up so you can look beautiful for our handsome house guest?"
"Mother!"
A throat was cleared and Bulma looked at the table to see Yamcha sitting there.
"Oh, it's you."
She walked briskly up to her room ignoring his calls.
If that jerk can honestly believe I'd take him back after what Vegeta said he can just forget it!
She walked into her room to see the grease stains on her face.
"Bulma I will break down this door!"
"Like hell you will! Why don't you just LEAVE Yamcha?"
She grabbed a new pair of clothes and headed for a shower.
I really should do something about this hair.
She wrapped her hair in a towel and wrapped one around her body.
She walked into her bedroom only to find Yamcha on her bed.
"Damn it Yamcha GET OUT!"
She pushed him out of her room only to have him bump into Vegeta.
"Ugh what is WITH you boys can't I get a moment alone? Vegeta, what did you do now?"
He growled at Yamcha before crossing his arms and glaring at her.
"The gravity room-"
"If you broke it, I swear to Kami-"
"What else did you do to it?"
"I updated it to go another 100gs. Why?"
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Meow grump I must've forgot."
"Forgot my ass."
"Will the both of you just GET OUT?"
Vegeta stomped away but Yamcha wouldn't budge.
"Bulma I-"
"YOU TOO!"
She summoned strength from an unknown source and pushed him over the banister.
Before she shut the door she heard Vegeta's maniacal laughter and let out another sigh.
Males.
After dressing in a white skirt and a blue cotton shirt that had a low neckline Bulma reached for her cell phone and called up her hair stylist.
Hours later Bulma's hair was relaxed into long waves instead of a hive. She thanked her stylist and found herself pinching at her hips in a wall mirror by the door.
Have I gotten fat?
"Bulma dear please tell me you're trying to bunch up your skin to make it look like you may possibly have fat on your body."
"Oh Raul, I can't help it. Yamcha cheated on me last week and I can't help but wonder if anything is wrong with me."
"Baby you are gorgeous. Why let one fool get you down, there are plenty of men out there. And if you snag one get an extra for me please."
She giggled despite her mood and nodded her head before leaving.
Maybe it's time to start dating again.
She got home to see Vegeta eating sandwich after sandwich.
"All you ever do is eat. Are you sure it wasn't not a race of pigs you ruled over?"
Yes, a fight should get me in a good mood right now.
"Well we all didn't look like you so I'm going to say no."
Ouch.
"Oh please, if everyone on your planet looked like me the men would pass out due to the beauty all around them."
"Don't flatter yourself girl. Having blue hair doesn't make you attractive."
"But your favorite color's blue, isn't it Vegetable head?"
He actually froze mid bite.
Bulma 1, Vegeta 0
She walked away with a satisfied look on her face and decided she wanted to go for a swim.
She dug out a swimsuit from last year since she hadn't had a chance to go shopping yet.
I've been too busy building and repairing shit for Vegeta.
Who am I kidding? I love the challenge.
Yamcha could never mentally arouse her like Vegeta did.
Where the hell did that come from?
She noticed the halter part of the bikini was getting small. She had to keep pulling it down to cover the rest of her breasts.
At least it makes them look bigger.
She turned slightly in the mirror to look at her backside.
Nice and plump. I think I'll die when I ever see it sag.
The swimsuit as a whole was navy blue and had silver rings at her hips and one between her breasts.
She grabbed a towel and a bottle of lotion and headed out to the pool.
She applied what she could and sat at the side of the pool with her feet in her water.
"Girl what the hell are you wearing?"
"It's called a swimsuit Vegetable head. People wear them to go swimming in because regular clothes get to heavy."
He remained silent and Bulma thought he was gone until she felt pressure on the middle of her back and soon she fell into the water.
She resurfaced quickly to see him smirking down at her.
"DAMN IT VEGETA!"
"Know your place girl or I'll-"
She used all of her might to pull his ankle in with her.
He resurfaced quickly and despite what she thought his hair did flatten.
Must be the chemicals.
"Prepare to die."
She squeaked before he dove for her and he succeeded in tackling her into the water.
She opened her eyes to see him staring at her but before she could make anything of it he pulled her back up with her gasping for air.
"VEGETA!"
"Girl I am RIGHT HERE there's no reason to yell."
She crossed her arms at him and he did the same to her. She turned and used the steps to get out of the pool.
"Shouldn't you be training Vegetable head?"
"It's broken."
"It's WHAT?"
"Girl what did I say about-"
"IT'S BEEN LESS THAN A DAY!"
She muttered to herself as she didn't bother to change before heading to the gravity room. She scanned over the panel and ordered it to do a self diagnosis.
When she found it wouldn't go over 100gs she figured it was probably the chip. She removed it and left the room telling Vegeta on her way out that'd she adjust the chip.
She sat at her desk drinking her fifth cup of coffee. Her eyes glazed over to the clock.
It's already three?
Bulma stared at the chip and the design itself but still couldn't figure out what was wrong.
She stood up and stretched and decided that a walk outside might clear her head.
As she often did, she looked up to the stars and mentally started calculating math equations in her head.
When she headed back in she took another look at the chart and it finally hit her.
God I can be so stupid. How did I not notice this small error?
She fixed the problem and installed the chip in right away. With another look at the clock she decided to start on Vegeta's breakfast.
A half an hour later said saijin entered the room and sat down.
"Girl why are you up so early?"
"I haven't gone to bed yet. I stayed up all night fixing that chip."
He for once stayed silent and when she looked at his face he had a small look of guilt in his eyes.
"Its fine Vegeta I did it mainly for my sanity."
He nodded before devouring the first stack of pancakes she put out for him.
An hour later Bulma closed the curtains in her room and plopped down on her bed and was dead asleep before her head hit the sheets.
She awoke to muffled yelling downstairs and she dragged herself out of bed. She dressed in Vegeta's 'Bad Man' shirt, a pair of jean shorts, and pulled her hair up before heading downstairs.
"What the hell is going on?"
She walked into the kitchen to see Yamcha in the door way and Vegeta standing at the fridge, both with fists clenched at their sides.
Yamcha gave her a weird look before answering her.
"What the hell are you wearing?"
She didn't notice the look Vegeta gave her but chose to roll her eyes at Yamcha.
"I've got a lot of things planned to do today Yamcha, just tell me what you kneed so you can go home."
He ran his hand through his hair before walking up to her and wrapping his arms around her.
"Bulma, babe, I think I need to explain-"
Bulma pushed her arms on his chest to get out of his grip.
"Explain what Yamcha? How you've been cheating on me ever since you've been brought back to life?"
"Bulma, I just thought I'd knock a few things off my bucket list before the androids came."
"Why not train? Vegeta and Piccolo aren't even natives and they're training harder than you! Tell me Yamcha, how long can you stand under different gravity?"
She heard Vegeta scoff before Yamcha answered her.
"And what right do you have Bulma? You can't even fight!"
"But I'm the one who survives you idiot. I survived when the Saijins came, on Namek, and I'll survive with the androids!"
"Yeah, by running away like a coward!"
"HOW DARE YOU? I've been making shit to HELP. Dragonball radar? Gravity room? Training bots? YOU THINK GOKU CAME UP WITH THAT SHIT?"
Another scoff came from Vegeta.
"Anyone can hide behind a machine Bulma."
"Not when machines are what kills you later. And you know what? I HOPE THEY KILL YOU AGAIN!"
She huffed after her tirade and stormed out of the house and into her lab.
Stupid Yamcha, stupid androids, stupid boy from the future, stupid Goku, stupid Gohan, stupid-
Her head snapped to attention and ran through her private library and pulled out an old evolution book.
If Gohan is here than humans and saijins must have a common link.
They're both monkey hybrids.
Saijins and humans can reproduce.
Smiling to herself, she pulled out her Dragonball radar.
She put on her hiking boots and grabbed the capsule for her motorcycle.
Walking into the kitchen for a quick snack she saw Yamcha pinned to the wall by his throat.
"Vegeta!"
"What?"
"Put him down!"
"You said it yourself, you wished he were dead."
"Ugh Vegetable head! Just put him down so I don't have Goku knocking down my door."
Vegeta frowned and let him go.
She watched him head out to train and stepped on Yamcha as she walked out.
"Computer, set route for first coordinates."
The first few Dragonballs were around the next few cities thankfully.
She had packed the capsule house, food for months, and an assortment of vehicles for her trip.
She heard her phone ring and activated her headset.
"Hello?"
"Bulma honey?"
Shit I forgot about mom and dad.
"Yeah mom?"
"Honey Mr. Vegeta is asking about you. Oh don't be silly dear I know you miss her. Bulma where are you?'
"I've decided to go on a little trip-"
"Girl you better get back here-"
"Vegetable head? Give the phone back to my mother, I don't feel like talking to you."
"Where are you?"
"Out."
"Your ki's fleeing the city girl either tell me or-"
"I'm searching for the Dragonballs!"
She hung up on him and sighed.
Great, now he's going to follow me.
She went faster and traveled for another half hour before stopping to search for it.
Radar in hand, she heard the beeping get louder but it wasn't coming from her radar. It was coming from the scouter she had upgraded.
No soon later did she see Vegeta holding the first Dragonball.
"Damn it Vegetable did you have to follow me?"
He stayed silent while looking at the Dragonball before answering her.
"Just what are you going to wish for?"
"I don't think I kneed to tell you Vegetable."
"Actually I can just keep this one from you."
"Ugh you're so IRRITATING!"
"Likewise girl, like wise."
"What do you want Vegeta?"
"One wish."
"If it's for immortality you can just forget it."
He scoffed at her.
"I do not fear death anymore girl."
She crossed her arms.
"We have to save one for after the battle with the androids."
"I know this."
"So what will you wish for?"
He pondered for a moment before answering her.
"Vegeta-sei."
She uncrossed her arms as a feeling of sadness and fear overcame her.
"You want what?"
"You heard me woman."
"Vegeta, do you really think that's-"
"They will help us with the androids. And after that we will leave to go home. You and your earth can be gone of our presence."
"Vegeta, what if they won't listen?"
He gave her a hard look.
"Woman I am their prince and the last royalty they have. I will take order if I have to."
Bulma nodded, crossed her arms again, and leaned against the same boulder he was.
"Vegeta, do you realize what you're asking me to do? My company practically controls this planet. You're asking me to make a deal with the devil, in a sense."
"Girl, if you do not want our help-"
"I do, I do, okay. That's just like me asking you to take me with you to Vegeta-sei."
He scoffed again but she continued.
"How about, we work out an alliance. I will help with the technology for Vegeta-sei to improve training with the gravity machine and in turn we get your help."
He nodded at her and reached out his hand. She shook it. His grip was firm, but he didn't crush her hand like she expected.
"Well, now that all of that is out of the way, let's get searching hm? I bet we'll get done faster if you fly us around."
"Of course it will; your flying machines fly slower than intergalactic slugs."
She rolled her eyes and capsulized the bike and Dragonball.
"Girl, where did you get that scouter?"
"Raditz; I sort of stole it off his dead body and made my own adjustments."
He extended his hand out and she handed it over.
He turned it on and examined it for a good minute before handing it back.
"I want these made too."
She nodded and he picked her up by the waist and then they were off.
They spent only a week searching for the Dragonballs and they were on each others nerves already.
"Girl do you even know how to speak Namekian?"
"Of course I do!"
She concentrated before calling the dragon.
"What is it that you wish?"
Bulma cleared her throat before answering.
"By this time tomorrow I want the planet Vegeta-sei and its inhabitants to be resurrected with the old council appearing at my home shortly after."
"It will be done. You have two more wishes."
Bulma felt her stomach tie in knots as she made her second wish.
"I wish to know personally the link between the human genome and the saijin genome."
"Is that really your wish?"
Bulma looked token back.
"Yes?"
"The earth story of Pangea also occurred with this galaxy's own planets. Nothing was different between the Earth monkeys and the Saijin monkeys until their worlds split. And as a prize girl I will give you what your own ancestors took away eons ago."
"Uhm, okay. We would like wait to make out third wish."
"Very well."
The sky went back to normal and Bulma capsulized the Dragonballs again before turning to Vegeta.
"Well this day sure is a crazy one. Who knew we were all related at some point?"
He scoffed at her again.
She rolled her eyes and demanded that he take her back home.
The next morning Bulma had the entire staff cleaning the home left and right and had the conference room ready for Vegeta. She went to shower and felt something by her leg.
"What the?"
A blue tail had wrapped its self around her waist.
"VEGETA!"
"Damn it girl what the hell sort of magic is this?"
Vegeta's own tail was trashing side to side in frustration but his anger face got turned into a confused one.
"What is that around your waist?"
"It's a tail! What did your wish do to me?"
"My wish? Try yours!"
She was mortified as she tried to find clothes and realized the only thing she could do was wear a short black skirt and a off the shoulder sweater. If left enough room for her tail to peep out and wrap around her waist, underneath the sweater.
She heard a crash downstairs and had enough time to check her hair and slip on a pair of black high heels before heading downstairs.
What she saw were older Saijin men with graying hair and confused faces. She looked around but didn't see their Prince.
"Hello gentlemen; my name is Bulma Briefs, CEO of Capsule Corp."
She stood in front of them but none of them gave her any attention.
"Excuse me!"
She cleared her throat before yelling upstairs.
"VEGETA!"
They all paid attention to her now with a hard stare before their Prince made his presence known.
"Girl, I will not have you talk to me that way."
She looked up to see him dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a black fitting cotton t-shirt.
Oh, someone's looking sexy.
Wait, what?
Why isn't he wearing his armor?
He turned to face the council.
And then he turned to her.
She rolled her eyes before showing them the council room.
The room itself had a long table with chairs all around with one chair sitting directly at one end, facing everyone else.
Of course Vegeta got that chair so she was forced to stand beside him.
They argued with him which he in turn almost broke her table.
She rested her hand on his shoulder and she felt him relax slightly.
"Prince Vegeta, why should we trust this human?"
"She has offered me her home, her technology, and plenty of other resources."
"But Prince-"
Bulma decided to cut in.
"It is my understanding gentlemen that you are just his advisors and Prince Vegeta has the final say. With that said how can any of you question the man who's family has reigned since the beginning of your planet's history and he's the one who decided to bring it all back."
She saw Vegeta rest his elbows on the table and his chin on his linked hands.
"The girl is a pain, but she's the smartest on this planet besides her father. You would be wise to listen to her before I crush you all."
He scooted back and his tail pulled at her waist, setting her down on his lap.
Okay, Vegeta's acting super weird right now.
She felt her cheeks get hot as she continued her speech.
"Gentlemen, you have not seen the products of my genius."
She tossed a capsule on the table.
"Go ahead, someone push the button and toss it on the floor."
An elder grabbed and did as told. Out came her motorcycle.
"What witchcraft is this?"
"This is not witchcraft. It's science, something you guys obviously lack since this is how my father got rich. I myself have created a room where the gravity can be controlled to the fighter's liking. Prince Vegeta himself has trained under 500 times earth gravity."
Hushed murmurs of appreciation filled the table.
"So you see, if your fighters help us, I will help you as agreed by Prince Vegeta and I."
She stood and told Vegeta that she would leave the rest to him and went down stairs.
She opened the fridge to find a pitcher of lemonade and poured herself a glass.
As soon as the sweet substance hit her throat someone walked in.
"Goku!"
"Oh hey Bulma, I just felt a lot of ki signatures around this place I wanted to see if you were alright."
"Awe, Goku, I'm fine. Long story short Vegeta-sei has been resurrected along with its people. Vegeta has offered a small saijin army to help us with the androids if I make them enough gravity rooms.
"Bulma, how do you know-"
"Goku, you once told me you knew Vegeta was a good guy. I don't know about that yet, but I do know he has honor. And he wouldn't betray us like that."
Goku scratched his head and agreed with her none the less.
"Say Bulma, what's with the tail?"
Bulma turned behind her and saw that her tail was swaying happily back and forth.
"Ugh, I can't even control this thing yet."
"When did you grow a tail?"
"I asked the Dragon to tell me the link between humans and saijins. He did, but he also gave me a tail."
"Well, at least it's pretty!"
She smiled at her long time friend but became worried when he started getting closer.
"Hey Bulma, did I ever tell you that you smell really, really good."
He backed her into a corner and Bulma froze.
What the hell? This isn't Goku!
"Kakarot. Step away from the girl."
Goku let Bulma go and she rushed to get away from her.
"Goku?"
"Wow I'm sorry Bulma, I don't know what came over me! You just smell really good."
He advanced on her again and she felt Vegeta's tail rap around her wrist to pull her closer to him.
"We're all in heat Kakarot so go home to your harpy before you do something you'll regret."
Goku nodded before slowly leaving them.
"Vegeta?"
He let go of her immediately and gave her a weird look.
"Gentlemen that was Bardock's son Kakarot. He may be of a third class family, but do not take him for granted."
They nodded before Vegeta turned to Bulma.
"You must come to Vegeta-sei with me now to make an announcement with my people."
Bulma nodded before searching for the capsule that help the biggest ship they had.
Looks like we're all going to Vegeta-sei.
A/N : Well, it's 17 pages long, but how is it so far? I warned OOC because I know I can't get their personalities right. It's AU as well so of course it won't follow any major events but the gravity room blowing up. I'm always open to opinions so if you have advice or a complaint, I'm open minded. Oh, and yes, I've gotten the idea of Bulma having a tail from 'Mz D'.
Until then, happy reading!
The Buckeye Princess
