Can't Be Tamed

Summary:

When the heiress wants nothing but to meet up with friends she gets more than what she bargains for. Dreams start to haunt her each night about an unknown world to her and a man who knows her since the day she was born. -AU fic- R&R! Pretty please? (:
How much will the Heiress change?
Who is this man?
What does he want with Bulma?
I'll give you a hint.
IT IS NOT VEGETA!

Rating: M.

I DON'T OWN DBZ!
(I wish…)

Some characters might act OCC.

Chapter One: Making Plans

Bulma sighed happily after walking away from her first class in college. The adjustment from a healthy normal high school girl to college was easier for her to manage while her other friends were still having difficulty on getting the hang of handing in papers by email or having to figure out their own homework form their professors never ending chatter. She pushed her medium long hair from her shoulders with her fingers as she tied her hair loosely. She was glad about leaving high school because all she remembered were drama, drama, and fucking drama! Now the people who she disliked where far away from her and she loved it, Bulma had a small smile on her lips as she walked around the college campus.

The campus was huge, more than she had anticipated. From the pictures that she saw from the form and the website it looked pretty small. The buildings were about a mile or two miles apart it depend the classes. Bulma was always in the sciences building so she never had the pleasure to take a walk through the campus. Now that her second and last class was over she took the time on breathing in the fresh hair.

She walked around with her sack hanging across her left shoulder which carried a simple notebook and a pen. With her genius brain she didn't need to carry her books that were recommended, everything that was being taught she already knew because of her father. So basically she was only relearning what she already knew it was good to have a review.

Bulma pushed her sunglasses up when she felt them sliding down from the bridge of her nose. The sun was bearing down on her and it was starting to make her clothing feel uncomfortable. She loved the campus but despised the weather. It was the end of summer but it wasn't going down without a fight. She cursed herself for wearing a black tight t-shirt with long sleeves and think blue jeans. The soft thumps from her sandals were her only company in her walk around the campus. It wasn't annoying but she would have rather heard nothing but the wind passing through the leaves creating a delightful whoosh sound and the light little claps that the leaves did when the wind passed. She would have enjoyed it all but the heat was getting to her. She felt the top of her head getting heavy from the heat; her body was starting to complain with a headache.

The Heiress found a tree where there was plenty of shade for one person. Shade had become the treasure on the campus. The moment anyone saw shade it got ugly. Well not ugly, ugly, but people would run and claim the spot theirs till the shade disappeared. She quickened her haste to the shade. She let out a growl when someone appeared from behind with a smirk on his face. She recognize that smirk anywhere, even with her eyes closed (she wishes). She stomped her way to the shade ready to give the man a piece of her mind.

"Vegeta that's my spot damn it!" Bulma felt relief when the coolness touched her hot head. The man opened one eye with his grin still on his perfect kissable lips.

"I don't see your name on it, woman." Bulma glared her long time best friend and rival. He leaned against the tree where the most shade was. The strap of his black backpack was visible through his black shirt. Vegeta raised a brow when he saw Bulma chuckling to herself while eyeing him. "What is it harlot?" He glared at her.

"Nice outfit you copycat!" Bulma pushed her sunglasses up on her hair. She grinned while Vegeta took a while to understand what she was said. He realize that they were wearing the same thing except he wore shoes and his shirt had short sleeves showing off his muscular arms.

"I should be saying that to you, woman! You were spying through my window again?" He grinned, showing his pearly whites. Bulma's face went bloody red with embarrassment and anger.

"I did not!"

"What do you say about a couple of weeks ago?" He still didn't let that little incident go.

A couple of weeks ago Bulma had been walking around with girl from her advance biology class to one of the cafeteria that the school had. Bulma for some reason told the girl that she would meet her at the cafeteria and left into the other direction. She was walking around the coed dorms not realizing that she had stopped and stared at an opened window. Her mind was thinking of a new invention that would revolutionize her father's company and improve the lives of others. Her mind was so caught up that she didn't see Vegeta coming into his room with only a towel hanging loose around his hips. Vegeta saw the blue hair girl from his window and smirked. He knew she was deep in her thoughts so he decided to text her. The moment her phone vibrated she jumped, giving out a light scream and checked her phone.

Like what you see? Bulma raised her brow at Vegeta's text and stared at the window. Vegeta couldn't help but laugh when her face turned a shade of red that would make anyone think she was bleeding. She flipped him off and stormed her athletics legs to her destination.

Bulma shook her head from that horrible and embarrassing moment clearly forgetting about the shade.

"Are you going to the beach with the whole gang?" She asked changing the subject but her voice gave her away when she had trouble saying it. Vegeta couldn't help but chuckle darkly knowing where her mind was.

"Yeah, I'm going to bring Crystal." He shrugged. He wasn't really looking forward on going but what the hell. He needed a good long battle with Kakarot. The alien prince glanced at his best human friend and wished he could tell her who he really was but he couldn't. He kicked Kakarot's ass when he told him that Chichi walked in on them when they were in their Super Saiyan form and didn't questioned him till they were alone. Then after that everyone in their group except for four people: Bulma, Yamcha, Crystal, and Krillan who still had no idea he was dating an Android.

"This is going to be sweet! Everyone back together for the first time in a long time." Bulma beamed. Vegeta shrugged not really caring on seeing anyone else but Kakarot. "Least you and Crystal can have some alone time." She grinned at Vegeta.

Vegeta sighed also not looking forward on spending this 'vacation' with anyone even with his five year long girlfriend. Crystal was everything he ever wanted but there was something that didn't make her perfect he just couldn't put his finger to it. He watched Bulma closely; ever since he and Bulma hooked up their Jr. Year in high school she was different. He wasn't sure if it was because they had sex or because she lost her virginity to him but he noticed the change in her. The change wasn't noticed till he saw a fire in her eyes when they argued or when she was happy.

"Vegeta, hey are you okay?" Bulma noticed that Vegeta lost the grin he had and began to worry.

"What, what do you want woman?" Vegeta got back to his head and glared at Bulma who held both his hands with hers. He pulled away coldly but Bulma was not affected by his coldness.

"I was just asking if you were okay. I was talking about the beach and how fun it was going to be then you just went blank." Vegeta glared once more at her with his dark onyx eyes. Bulma knew when to show her concern but today was not the day to show it. She sighed.

"I'm sorry. I was just worried about you." She glanced up at the sky, her hand reached up to block the beating sun from her eyes. Her phone vibrated from her back pocket and gave it a glance. Bulma rolled her eyes at the caller and took a huge breath then a huge sigh.

"What is it now woman?"

"Oh it's nothing. Listen, I have to go. I will see you at the beach Mr. Grumpy." She winked at him. Her sunglasses went back to her eyes and she walked off leaving the Prince alone in the shade.

X~X~X

"Bulma who are you bring to the beach?" Chichi's voice spoke through the microphone from her laptop. Bulma shrugged.

"Don't tell me you don't have a date?" 18's expressionless face came into view when she turned on her web came. The three girls were all in different colleges separated but their only way to see each other was on webcam.

"I was going to bring Brian but he bailed on me again." Bulma finally gave them the answer they wanted.

"Remind you of someone?" Chichi rolled her eyes and Bulma sighed. She hated when they brought up Yamcha.

"Can we not start talking about Yamcha? It's been years that I seen him or talked to him." Bulma said.

"Chichi is just worried that you will get hurt and get cheated again." 18's bluntness earned her a glare from both of her two friends. "What? It's the truth."

"Yamcha is a good person okay? I cheated on him too so we were even." The last statement was not supposed to escape from her lips but it did. The other two girl's eyes went wide open at the new information that never touched their ears till now.

"With who?" Chichi demanded. 18 smirked.

"Why are you smirking?" Bulma asked 18.

"Never thought you had it in you, Bulma." 18 kept her proud smirk. "Good job."

"18, you can't say that!" Chichi glowed at the blond on the screen. Then her determined face turned to Bulma who was hiding her face on the soft cover of her bed.

"Why does it matter? It happened a long time ago and it was only once." Bulma was starting to get annoyed. She did not want to tell her two best friends that she slept with Vegeta. It was just once and it was a mistake. They both cheated and she accepted it even though it hurt her pride, a lot. She was glad that she didn't tell them that she lost her virginity to Vegeta then they would have thrown a fucking fit. "After that I broke up with Yamcha because I couldn't look at him after that." Bulma sighed once more. She glanced at the two girls who were staring at her.

"Woman, who are you talking to?" The two girls raised their brow at the new comer.

"Who's that?" 18 asked.

"Hold on you guys." Bulma jumped off her bed and headed towards the door. Vegeta had changed his clothing into something more comfortable. She couldn't help but check him out. He wore a white button shirt slightly see through so she saw that he had a tank top under it, her eyes traveled down to his black loose pants. All this only took two seconds and her attention was back on him.

"What's up Vegeta?"

"Are you talking to yourself? I knew you were a crazy woman." He smirked knowing how to get under her skin. Bulma just 'humph' in reply.

"What do you want?" Bulma asked again not wanting to waste precious time talking to him who she saw almost every day.

"Kakarot's woman told me to see you when she was going to contact you. It's about the stupid vacation." He defiantly did not want to be there and in her room. It almost brought him back to the past. He mentally shook the thoughts away.

"Oh, come in then. I'm talking with Chichi and 18." She let the door open wider and he stepped in. His body tensed when her scent had filled his nostrils to quickly that he wanted to cough. Bulma didn't notice it and went back on her bed crissed crossed. "Chichi, Vegeta's here. He said you wanted to give us the rundown on tomorrow?"

Vegeta climbed on Bulma's bed and sat next to her with his usual angry look. Chichi and 18, in their heads, were still trying to figure out who Bulma slept with. Chichi was typing something then 18 turned her head to the IM chat that opened from Chichi. She grinned quickly but it was too fast to be seen by anyone and began to type back. Chichi checked her answer and chuckled. Both Bulma and Vegeta looked at each other not knowing what was being said behind the other two screens.

"Ahem, can we get back to earth girls?" Bulma coughed catching both girls off guard. Chichi coughed out a small giggle and began to tell Bulma and Vegeta were the penthouse was going to be at and what time to go there. As the raven ran her mouth, Vegeta noticed Bulma wore a simple spaghetti black tank top with short silky shorts that exposed her perfect strong thighs. He quickly went back on the screen where the two girls where. He had a successful relationship with Crystal and he knew that without her he would be in hell. He would not want to jeopardize that relationship over what happened in the past between him and Bulma.

When the information was done, Bulma logged off her laptop and set it on her spinning chair that was near her bed. She sighed when she heard her phone vibrate once more. Bulma sighed even more knowing her phone was on the other side of her room in her pants. She got up on her bed and walked down and hopped off it. Without realizing it she bent over, bending her knees slightly as she grasped her phone. Vegeta looked away the moment he saw her bend over. He knew it was silly because he felt nothing for Bulma just friendship, right?

Bulma flipped her phone open seeing there was a message but she just clicked the Delete button and went back on her bed but didn't sit next to Vegeta. She laid out on the edge of her king size bed that she somehow managed to fit and get through the door frame. The bed took half of the room's small space but he knew that Bulma never left without her king size bed. He watched her as her attention was on the ceiling once again deep in thought.

For once he wanted to know what she was thinking. Each time she was dragged in by her thoughts her face had no expression only a small frown and Vegeta wanted to know why. What was in her mind that made her block everything else? What was in that head of hers?

Bulma saw nothing but the sky even though she was in her room and there was a ceiling covering the sky. She saw pass that and saw the endless sky blue with no clouds in sight. She knew the image was from a memory but didn't know were. As she was being drawn into the memory she felt sweet warm air caress her body. Automatically she was hooked on to this memory and began to follow it through. There were two kids running across a play ground a little cute white hair boy chanced a little girl with blue hair who quickly Bulma realize it was her when she was a kid. The boy was unknown. She couldn't see his face because it was faded by dark cloud. The two of them were playing on the jungle gym, having a blast. Bulma couldn't help but smile.

"Woman, wake up from your daydream!" Vegeta's concerned voice broke the memory and Bulma was back. She turned her head to the man who was looking at her with concern in his eyes while his face had a frown. Seeing Vegeta concern was always rare. "Why were you smiling?"

"Huh?" Bulma leaned on her elbows while staring at him. "Oh I was…thinking?"

"Must have been a good thought because you smiled," Vegeta noticed the smile spreading across her lips when she was 'thinking'. The smile was a smile he never thought he'd see again. It reminded him of a younger Bulma. In a way it pissed him off because he was always the reason she smiled that way so why was she smiling like that? He didn't do anything unless she was remembering something from the past about them. He stiffened.

"I thinking about the sky," She began and little by little Vegeta began to relax as she explained where she had gone to, "I was just a kid maybe seven, and I was playing with this boy. I couldn't see his face but he had short white hair." The memory surfaced lingering in her mind but she couldn't see it. She felt it slowly slipping into the dark parts of her mind. "I looked pretty happy. I got to say I was damn cute when I was a kid." She grinned.

"Sure you are woman." Vegeta rolled his eyes and hoped off the bed. "I'm going out with Crystal." He said not really knowing why he said it. He didn't need to tell her that.

"Um, okay?" She laughed lightly, "Have fun you two. Remember to use protection." Vegeta gave a light blush and growled slamming the door as he left.

"Sheesh what's his problem?" Then she was interrupted again when her phone vibrated again but didn't stop. She braced herself for the fight that was to come. She answered the phone. "What do you want Brian?" The man on the other line began to give her excuses which she could tell were lies. He was blowing her off for someone else. She hated her luck with men. When she clicked the red button of her phone she told him it was over. Bulma went under the covers but before that she blasted the AC not bothering packing she could do that later.

X~X~X

Author's Note:
Hope you guys enjoy this first chapter.
Laters!