were Meant to Be

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\Prologue\

A young girl at the age of six was staring out her window, her long sky blue hair straight down her back, her matching blue eyes watching up into space. Her name was Bulma, Princess of Earth.

"Oh, how I hate being a princess," she sigh unhappily. "I wish could get out of this damn castle." The stars out in the sky twinkled down at her, beckoning her.\par

"Bulma-dear," her mother said as she entered the dark room. She saw her daughter sitting where she always found her.

"Mother," she said not even looking at her.

"Bulma, you know as a princess it is forbidden for you to leave the castle," her mother said, "Maybe when you're older you' ll understand." Her mother then turned and exited the room, her flowing dress whooshing behind her. Bulma was once again left by herself in the darkness.

'Oh, mother, you'll never understand,' she thought as she continued to stare into the night sky longingly.

Meanwhile on another planet

"Prince Vegeta!" the king yelled at his son as he stared down at the mirror image of himself when he had been younger. "I don't care what you want! You are seven years of age and that means that you have eleven years to pick a mate for you to become king!

"Then why in hell are you telling me this for now?" the young prince growled at his father.

"I just want you to get use to the idea. I' m not getting any younger you know."

"I know that old man,you don' t have to tell me that," the young prince said while crossing his arms over his little masculine chest.

"Well, then, that' s all. You may go back to your training," the king said waving his hand, dismissing him. The young prince turned quickly on his heel before stalking out of the throne room. He cursed his father silently before fully exiting the large room. When the doors closed behind the prince the king then turn to his vid-screen. He thought it was time to contact an old friend. "Ah.. King Briefs, if it isn' t a nice surprise to see a familiar face."

"King Vegeta, is that you, you old bastard?" King Briefs inquired with a chuckle. "I haven't heard from you in over twenty years."

"Well, I just decided to inform you that I have a little brat. His name is Prince Vegeta, he' s seven years of age."

"How fascinating. I bet he's got your looks and that attitude of yours to match." King Briefs chuckled as he looked down at his old friend.

"How did you know?" The king smirk proudly.

"Well, I've also got a brat as well. Her name is Princess Bulma and she is six. She has my intelligence," King Briefs boasted proudly.

"Well, it's safe to assume that she has inherited your attitude as well," king Vegeta laughed.

"Oh, you have know idea," King Brief sighed, exasperated. King Vegeta's face darkened.

"You know that bearing a girl child can bring trouble toward your planet, right? King Briefs nodded. "It's even worse when they are good looking," King Vegeta stated.

"I' m aware of that. That's why, when she's old enough, I was planning on sending her to your planet. If that isn't any trouble."

"Not at all. I would anything for my old friend," King Vegeta replied.

"Thanks, my old friend. I' ll let you know in ten years," King Briefs replied.

"Well, then I await your call in the next ten years," King Vegeta said as he vanished from the vid-screen.

'Well let's just hope Bulma will go along with it," King Briefs thought with a sigh as he turned away from the screen.

Author note: well hope you like it let' s see what will become of the two pair in the next chapter review please.