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Chater 1

''Bulma, I know you're really smart and all but are you sure you want to do this? What if that guy doesn't even exist or it's really bad where he lives and it's not safe there?'', asked Goku worriedly when he and his best friend stood in a hidden valley where they chose to summon the Eternal Dragon.

Shrugging she responded ''Goku, everything will be alright and if no,t you always know that I'll come back in a year's time . You only have to wish me back and with the dragon radar. That should be very easy.'' Hugging her freind she said '' I'm a big girl now Goku. Everything will be fine''. As they parted, the blue haired girl stood another step away from him and shouted into the night sky ''I summon you forth Shenron, arise!'' Suddenly the sky darkened and a golden light from the magical orbs lit the almost black sky. The Eternal Dragon was above them now and spoke with a vioce as old as the world itself' ''Make your wish.''

'' Great Shenron I have a question. Does the boy I am dreaming about truly exist?''

'' He does exist in this dimension.''

'' Eternal Dragon, I wish to be sent to him.''

Turning around she waved her friend one last time before the heiress dissapeared into thin air.

When Bulma opened her eyes again she stared at bare metal. The blue haired girl looked around. She notices that the room she was in, was filled with space ships. Astouned she took a step back from the ship she was leaning against, wondering how fast this thing could actually fly and even more important, what kind of fuel they used.

The teenager shook her head violently. Bulma Briefs! You're not here to admire alien technologie but to literally find the boy of your dreams! But where was the boy she came for? She looked up and down the room and then, leaning in a corner was standing Vegeta who was talking to an ugly purple alien. Only then the heiress realized that they were talking the whole time to each other while she was admiring the ships. Almost overwhelmed by her sudden couriosity Bulma shut her eyes to concentrate so she could hear what they were talking about. After a few minutes of awestuck listening for she coud actually follow their conversation because the two men spoke her language. Apparently, Vegeta who was wearing a smilar outfit he wore in her dreams, exept the cape, was going off this thing they were in (A/N: Friezas main ship) to go on some kind off mission.

''Did you check everything twice Cui?''

'' Of course Vegeta. Your spaceship is the first on in the left row.'', showed Cui with his arm tuning to the direction of said ship.

''Fine. I'll have a meal. Whan I am back, my comrades shall be waiting for me here so you better hurry up finding them.''

The blue haired teenager stopped listening, cursing mentally. How can this be possible? She was coming to get to know him and Vegeta was flying to who-knows-where? No way! Quickly coming to a decision, Bulma waited until the prince and that hideus alien left the room. Now allowing herself to walk freely she examined said space ship. Nodding as in agreement the human stopped in front of the open door. Sometimes the only thing you need is luck!, she smiled to herself. That was way easier than expected. Looking through the hall one last time, she climbed in.

The first thing she saw was a relatively long hallway leading straight to the living room. From there one could see many doors, which were obviously hiding the bathroom, kitchen and sleeping chambers. She walked through every room to find a place to hide until the ship would take off. After she examined some kind of a living room with a great screen, three sleeping chambers each with a bed and a drawer, a bathroom and an certainly empty room she couldn't make quite sense of Bulma finally found the small kitchen. On almost every, chair and shelf laid food. Nodding to herself the heiress decided the kitchen would be the best place to hide since the ones going on the mission were momentarily eating. They wouldn't start eating right away, right? So she stept in the empty space between refridgerator and wall, and waited.

About an hour later she heard the door slide shut. Then, there were different male voices. The only familiar was Vegetas. Suddenly Bulma panicked. What would they do if they found her? Would theyactually be friendly? What if they wanted to hurt her for entering their space ship unauthorized?! The young human gulped. She tried to make out if that pruple guy was on board too, but all there was to hear was utter silence. That was the moment the ship took of. The blue haired teenager almost fell on the carpeted floor because of the intense push. Only few seconds later everything was still again. A sigh of relief escaped her moulth.

''Huh?''

Bulma stiffened automatically. Kami, Kami,Kami, please, please tell me there is nobody in the kitchen! But it was already too late for a prayer. A tall, extremely muscled, bald man stood in front of the little gap she was hiding in. Her eyes widened. This is not good, not good at all. Before the teenager could think of anything else to say, she whispered to the man. ''I can explain my situation! I am no threat, please let me step out. And don't scream for Vegeta.'' Bulma looked the man straight in the eyes as his scrutinized her with a astouned look. Up, down. Up, and dwwn again.

Nappa, who was too stunned to even respond the fragile little female in front of him, took a step to the left, his gaze never leaving the stranger. The human sighed in relief again and stepped out of her' hiding' place. Her head began racing. What was she supposed to do? She knew Vegeta was a prince. So this man had to be someone very important if he was flying with the Prince of All Saiyans to a mission.

Therefor the female did the only thing she could think of. She bowed. Not too long of course, but long enough for the man to acknowledge her gesture. Standing up again, Bulma spoke in her most respectful tone as to not insult the stranger and get killed.

''It is my pleasure to meet you. Please, allow me to introduce and explain myself.''

Even more astonished by the stranger's respectful tone, Nappa could only nodd. With new confidence, the heiress went on.

''My name is Bulma Briefs from Earth. On my planet, I am the head scientist of the greatest company on the planet. I am here on the ship because I intended to see Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans. When I found out he was going on a trip in outer space the only chance to meet the Prince seemed to go with him. That is why I am on this space ship. I was hiding because I did not know the voices I was hearing.''

Again, Nappa nodded, getting a hold on himself. Why did this Earthling want to see Vegeta and why did she speak like that?

'' Why do you want to see him, girl?'' He asked, the threat apparent in his voice.

Momentarily, Bulma blushed.

Before she could say anything to avoid the following, the big Saiyan began to smile in a more than curious or pleased way. Never saw a whore with such a coloring. As Nappa started looking at her boobs, the teen realized that this man had a wrong impression. She shook her head violently and stated as confident as possible. What does that baldy think I am? Her fear was suddenly replaced by anger.

''Ben orachi osa! (I'm not a slut.)'' Not too smart... Sighing she started a new, in English. '' What's your name anyways?''

DIs he hear right? Was this little female speaking in his language to him? Impossible! she obviously wasn't a Saiyan. Nobody could've teached her since the only ones left were currently on this ship and went never seperate ways. Maybe she should see Vegeta.

''Nappa. Then why are you here?''

''As I said before, I want to get to know Prince Vegeta.''

''Why?'' Geez, that guy is something else.

Sighing, she told him. '' I want to get to know something'' As she actualized the suspicious glare he shot at her, she closed her eyes for a moment and began again.

''I don't want to harm him or something. Actually I try to find something out that will only concern me.''

For a moment there was silence. The bald warrior watched her for a few seconds until he knew for sure that she was not lying. He pushed the button of his scouter, grinning. For a lonely traveller she sure is pathetically weak. 106. That blue girl doesn't even have any weapons. Ridiculous.

''Follow me. Vegeta will decide what we'll do about you.'' They walked down the hallway and stopped at the first door.

Knocking, Nappa called. ''Vegeta we have a little guest.'' Cracking a smile, the older Saiyan let Bulma inside the room. The girl couldn't even see a meter forward. It was dark in there and the only light was given by a little round window revieling the beauty of space. Befor she was able to move fully into the darkness the door closed behind her. When her eyes adjusted to the blackness of the sleeping chamber the heiress could make out a figure, laying on the bed. Silence filled to room as nobody spoke. But Bulma didn't want to talk to the boy she admired silently in her dreams while it was dark.

''Mane Vegeta, ben si let awen?'' Prince Vegeta, may I turn the light on?

Suddenly the figure stood up clapping with his hands. As abrubtly as it moved the chamber's lights were on. The traveler blinked once, twice. Then she could see the large bed, the closet on the wall. And the young man standing in front of her. Cold shivers ran down her spine as she looked into Vegeta's eyes for the first time. At least the real prince.

The boy Bulma new almost half of her life was full of brightness. He was happy, loved his family, especially his mother. He new so much it astouned her everytime they talked. Even if the prince always had been preserved because of his status and stuff he never had had eyes like the ones the sixteen-year old found herself facing now. She looked at him and saw nothing. No happines, no love. No fear no curiosity. No anger no friendliness. No suspicion. All she saw was an onyx pool of nothingness. Something went totally wrong!

She wanted to scream, to cry and especially to kick something. What was wrong with him?! Why were his eyes so empty? A small teardrop escaped her blue depths but she quicky got a hold on herself. The blue haired girl had a goal. She wanted to get to this stranger in front of her. So she gathered all her confidence left and bowed, head held up high, eyes still locked with the Saiyan's.

''Prince Vegeta. I am happy to meet you eventually. I am Bulma Briefs hei-''

The girl was cut in on her little speach as Vegeta questioned. ''What do you want? Why are you on this ship?''

He sounds so mutch more matue than in my dreams. But then again, he is older than in my dreams.

'' I would like to stay with you for the time of your trip. That is why I am here and what I want.'' she answered while she still looked in these eyes which were scrutinizing her.

Like Nappa, Vegeta pushed the button of his scouter. Powerlevel 109. I should kill this little bitch and end her misery. But instead he looked in her eyes again. Never in all his travels through the galaxy has he seen such a colouring. She was kind of beautiful. However deep in these blue eyes he could see that she did tell the truth, indeed. Though not everything.

''I won't ask you again girl, so you better tell me all intetions you have before I kill you for hiding something from the Prince of all Saiyans.''

Still staring at his onyx emptiness she stood up. At this moment she didn't even think how much stronger this version of the Prince was than the one of her nightly meetings. Anyways, now wasn't the time. No, now she had to put all her cards on the table in order to stay alive.

'' Prince Vegeta, I was hiding in this ship due to the fact that you were flying off with it, the moment I arrived. I want to get to know something about myself and after long years of searching I came to the conclusion that I only can accomplish my goal by staying by your side.''

At that his eyes grew wide. What crap was that?! Even if he didn't want to believe her, he could see that she was telling the truth. Vegeta violently shook his head. The Saiyan did neither need nor want a little helpless human even if she could speak his native language perfectly. Then a question popped out his head. How does she know? And that is exactly what he asked next with his non-chalant voice.

''How are you able to speak Saiyan-go?''

Bulma gulped. She sure as hell didn't want to tell him that it was him. He'd definetly think she's crazy and kill her, but then again what could she tell him? Sighing, the human decided to go with the truth.

''You, Prince.''

Vegeta was furious. He knew she told the truth, again, but how could this be possible?

''Who are you, human?''

''As I said, Prince Vegeta, I am Bulma Briefs. Scientist and martial artist.''

Oh yeah, Bulma could remember her first dream of Vegeta. He had told her that for Saiyans strengh was the most important thing and decided the rank a Saiyan had. After the third time they met, she started training with Krillin and Goku. She was caught in her own thoughts until she heared Vegeta laugh, cruelly mocking her.

''Girl it is quite clear to me that you couldn't even be the most unfortuned excuse a fighter I have ever seen. You only have a power level of 109. This is truely pathetic.''

She knew about the scouters, so the young genius wasn't impressed or offendet at all.

'' Actually, this isn't my true power. I have learned to supress my ki long ago.'' she statet as cold as his gaze.

''Proove it.'' Demanded the Prince suspiciously.

So Bulma silently began powering up as high as she was able to. One could hear the lillte device in Vegeta's face race an peep. When it stopped, the girl powered down again.

Looking expectantly in his face, she could see a little smirk forming.

''Quite impressive, I must admit. You are already stronger than Radditz. Lucky for you little one. You may stay alive as long as you are stronger than him.

With that he walked silently out the door leaving her alone in the empty room and her thoughts.

Well that was kind of.. scary, funny? Maybe it was all too easy. I can't beieve he's letting me stay just like that.. Probably time will show what will happen.

Finally shrugging her thoughts away ste stepped out of Vegetas room. She hadn't even closed the door properly when Bulma collided with a Saiyan brick wall.

''Vegeta said we should train. Let's go.'', he told while nodding to the right to show her where to go. She nodded silently in understandment and followed the bald Saiyan. They walked past two doors on the small corridor. On the end of the hall, Nappa rose his hand to a screen to open the metallic door. Immediatly it slid open and reveald a totally empty chamber with metal walls. The heiress looked around it, then locked her eyes on Nappa in anticipation.

''What now, Nappa?''

Smirking, he replied. ''Train.''

With that, he attacked her head on with a roundhouse kick. But the blue haired girl easily dodged it...

The first two weeks went quite smoothly. Every day, Raddiz would wake her up so he and Bulma could make breackfast- after the secound day the three Saiyans had unfortunatly discovered how unskilled the girl was at this particular area, so she had to learn now for the three months to the planet they were heading to. After breackfast she'd spar with Nappa. Then Radditz and her prepared lunch and so on. During the spars with Nappa she got to know quite a bit where they were flying to and the three companions themselves. One day, Bulma asked the oldest Saiyan why he could teach her so well.

''Well I was the head of the Saiyans' military forces back then.'' responded Nappa with a proud smile on his face.

''Back then? Are you retired?''

Suddenly the worrior's face turned dark and the smlie faded into an unpleased scowl.

''Don't try to mock me Bulma.''

''Oh come on! You know I almost don't know about anything going on in this crazy univers not to mention your race and home planet. Please Nappa.'' she whined, pleading with her cerulan eyes and hoping that he didn't see that she was lying a little bit.

Sighing he gave in 'cause he knew there would be no end of it until she knew. She'd get to know eventually anyways. ''Fine. I said back then, because our race was destroyed with our planet. ''

Bulma let the words sink in. Shocked she whispered.'' But that means..'' she couldn't end the sentence. It just stuck with her heart in her throat.

''Right. Vegeta, Radditz and me are the only ones left.''

The girl's head began to race. How was that possible? In her dreams Vegeta and her played in his garden in front of his palace which happended to be on Vegeta-seji!

This was all soo wrong! Her chest was aching as she felt like it had been her home world which had been destroyed. The human knew that a dream never was real but she'd always thought that Vegeta's planet and people were still there. She'd never thought of something else. She knew the palace, the landscape, the language – everything! Bulma felt as if it had all been taken away. The yound girl trembeled and almost fell to her knees but Nappa catched her in time.

What's wrong with her? It's not liike it'd been her planet... She looks like the people who loose everything they love in mere seconds. Just like the habitants will look when we purge their planet and kill their loved ones. I whish I could stop doing this shit for that fucking bastard..The huge male was taken back to reallity as he heard a soft sob coming from the girl in his arms. She really was in some ways like his own daughter had been. Strong, intelligent, innocent.

''Why?'' was the only word she whispered again and again. The Saiyan figured she really wanted to know. So he sat beside the now sitting Bulma and told her everything. How Frieza came and started businesses with the Saiyans. How one day he killed Vegeta's mother because she was disobeying. He told her about the day he came for the Prince himself and that he went with him as bodyguard even though he knew he could have never saved the Prince. Nappy went on about Frieza destroying Vegeta-seji, the numerous beatings Vegeta recieved almost every day while on the lizard's main ship, how they found Radditz.

Bulma was shocked to say the least. This information had totally caught her off guard. Silently she started crying again. Everything was so horrbile here. The heiress whished she could go home this instant. But as she looked up to tha bald man beside her she made a decision. Instead of pitying she should try to help her new friends Nappa and Radditz and Vegeta. Even if Vegeta was the one who hadn't talked to her since the day she'd arrived. But she knew she could change that. Now Bulma knew why he was like he was. And she sure as hell would try her very best to save him from any harm coming his way. Because deep down she unconscously realized that she could not live with his pain and loss, that she had to fill the emptiness and wash away the hatred. Because her heart knew that dreams could become true.

What is Bulma up to? Well I can only suggest to read the next chapter ;)

I decided to update every sunday to make it easier for me and people who are working.

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Love, Vegeta'sNo1