Thrown from the Throne

Hiya peeps! welcome to the 4th chappy of Thrown from the Thrown! OMG! I am SOOO sorry I didn't post that quick! My computer crashed a erased everything I wrote including a little bit of what I wrote of the 5th chapter! I tried to go back and maybe write a new one, but then I froze and wouldn't let me go on the computer for 3 days! Once again, sorry for making it it late. Hows this: next week, the next chapter will be posted so you don't have to keep waiting and looking for it. My computer can't crash for a week! anyways, thank you to all the people who reviewed! You guys rock! Oh, and you know how in the last chapter, it said: "I am , this is Mr. Bobidi, and ."? It was supposed to say, "and this young man is Mr. Buu." Sorry if there was any confusion there! I don't know about you, but don't you think Vegeta is being too lovey-lovey in this fic? Okay, Queen Bulma-chan stop going off subject. Read the awesome chap NOW!

Disclaimer: I own Dragon ball Z... in my dreams... but not in real life.

"Prince Vegeta, are we there yet?" Nappa asked.

"No, Nappa, no we're not," the prince exhaled. Sometimes he felt like he was the only sane person on this planet.

"Hey, Vegeta, do you know where we're going?" Nappa asked.

"Of course I know where we're going!" Vegeta scowled. He really had no idea where he was going. After Bulma had left, things went downhill from there. He didn't know where to go, what to do, or anything. Without that wench around, he was penniless, homeless, and alone.

"You have me, Vegeta," Nappa said.

"First of all you act like a bi- wait, how do you know about what I was thinking about?" Vegeta asked, demanding an answer. Nappa sighed.

"Prince Vegeta, you were talking aloud." As he was thinking about what type of problems that were progressing inside of him, he heard a loud screech. The young prince immediately knew who it was. It sounded like a howling wild monkey who got a huge bug stuck in its butt.

"WOMAN!" he cried as he sprinted to where the shriek was coming from.

Even when her life is in danger, he still doesn't call her by he real name, Nappa thought, as he followed Vegeta.

WHAT HAPPENED JUST A LITTLE BEFORE VEGETA AND NAPPA WERE TALKING

"Time to wake up, Bulma," Yamcha said sweetly, trying not to act too nice. Bulma moved around and murmured, but she finally got out of bed.

"Where am I? … Oh, yeah," Bulma muttered and got ready for the next horrible day.

"Go ahead and get ready," Yamcha said and left the room.

"At least Yamcha's here," she smiled, as she got ready. She wore the typical women's Saiyan casual armor with a light blue spandex underneath. Spandex, Bulma thought. Just like Vegeta's. She sighed. How could she like two VERY different people? As she left her temporary bed and to the kitchen, she saw Yamcha, making some deviled eggs.

"I thought you'd be hungry so I made you some breakfast," Yamcha told her.

He's way better than Vegeta, she thought, thinking to when they were in the run and she would always make his breakfast. As she ate, Yamcha smirked and murmured,"I got you right where I want you, and now I'm gonna eat you!"

"Did you just say what I thought you said?" Bulma quivered.

"I… uh.., was talking to my eggs! Yeah, mfif if goof!" he said, quickly stuffing the eggs in his mouth. As Bulma was about to open her mouth to say something, Yamcha yelled, "I got to go to the bathroom!" and sprinted down the hall.

"Even though Yamcha's handsome, he's not loyal," Bulma said aloud and decided to look around the place. It looked just like an ordinary house would, except with a one thing that caught her eyes once went into Yamcha's backyard. He had a huge garden filled with flowers and plants of any kind you can imagine. As she was looking, one of the most beautiful flowers she had ever seen bloomed before her eyes.

"Wow," she said in awe. As she explored the place even more, Bulma accidentally stepped on a tile, which triggered secret door. Bulma, surprised, still went on to see what was on the other side. As she slowly opened the door, she saw a narrow passage way that led to another door. Just as she was about to approach it, someone grabbed her by the neck and tried to suffocated her.

BACK TO THE PREZ

"That woman's screech came from than tail for brains moron," Vegeta muttered. If anything happens to her… wait, what was he thinking about?

~Ooh, my little prince is in looooove! ~

Who the hell are you?

~Yo mama! ~

Mother?

~Hell yeah, Prince Vegeta!~

I always thought you were a loon.

~Hey! I am a very smart person! However, what I'm focusing on is you love life! ~

I do not love her, mother not even like!

~You should be thankful! Do you know any Saiyan mothers talk to their sons like this? Think for a second, son! If you don't love her, then why do you even give a damn about what's happening to her? You need her, my prince, not only on your mission, but in your personal life too. Right now, she is actually thinking about that other scar-faced man because of you! So accept that you love and go after her! ~

I will never love her even if my life depended on it! He finally yelled aloud and shot toward her energy even faster.

~Damn.~ the queen thought to herself. ~I just made things worse. ~

"Let me go!" Bulma screamed, struggling to get the sound out of her throat. A man who's hair was similar to her friend Goku's.

"Who are you?" she managed to choke out.

"No one you'll be needing to know!" the man laughed.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, "a voice from behind them said, "Let her go!"

Turles immediately dropped Bulma to the ground and she tried to regain her breath. "And who the devil are you?" Turles asked and smirked when he felt his power level."No one of real importance, I see," after Bulma finally caught her breath she looked up. Her face changed immediately from shock to extreme happiness.

"Goku!" she cried, as she ran over to him. She hugged him real tight then let go."I missed you! You're the only sane person on this planet!" she grinned. Goku gave his famous son grin.

"Hey Bulma! Boy, I haven't seen you for a while! Your father's worried sick about you! I came in that little pod that used to be mine! Turns out, I'm actually from this planet! Weird, right?" he said, finishing up. Bulma slowly backed away.

No, not him to, she thought. "I'm surrounded by a bunch of monsters!" she yelled just as Vegeta and Nappa stepped into the room.

"Is that what you think of me? A monster?" Vegeta asked, clearly sorrow in his voice.

"No Vegeta, I didn't man to-"

"Oh, well if you think I'm a monster, then why would I be helping you? I'm leaving!" He yelled, and marched out of the room.

"DAMN IT VEGETA! WILL YOU JUST FREAKIN' LISTEN TO ME FOR A SECOND?" she shouted at them, startling all of them. An incredible amount of silence passed.

"I'm sorry," they both said at the same time. Everyone's jaws dropped, especially to what Vegeta had said.

"Vegeta…" Nappa stuttered. Goku didn't know what to say, mainly because he didn't know what was happening. Turles jaw dropped lower than all the others. He couldn't even move.

"It's just that..." Vegeta started. He gulped. I can't believe I'm saying this, he thought. "I need you," He dared not to blush, but the redness slipped out of him. ~I knew you loved her~ the Queen grinned.

Even the evilest of people would have felt a little warmness in their hearts for Vegeta never said one good thing to anyone and there he was, confessing like a young and immature teenager. Bulma didn't know what to say.

"V- Vegeta, I-"

"I see the deed is not done, Turles?" a voice of evil asked.

Damn it, Vegeta swore to himself. Someone else was here! They all turned around …again. "No, it can't be…" Vegeta said aloud.

"Why, hello there 'Prince' Vegeta," Frieza smiled. "Are you done making a fool out of yourself yet?"

"How could you still be alive?" I killed you!" Vegeta yelled.

"That pitiful attack you call- what was it again? Garlic gun? – was not enough to defeat me, for I am the lord!" his voice wanted to yell out, "It' Gallic Gun!" but then he would sound like a fool.

"How did you know we were here, lord?" Turles asked.

"Why don't you ask this pitiful excuse for a man?" Frieza laughed, unveiling a bruised up Yamcha who's eyes told, 'he made me.'

"I was the one who manipulated these pests and I was the one who killed your mother! I commanded your uncle to arrange it! Aren't I a charm?" he smirked. Vegeta clenched his teeth.

Mother… For a moment, Bulma felt sorry for Yamcha. She looked back at the mixed gender lizard and was scared that it was staring into her soul.

"And for your disloyalty to me, I shall take away the thing you probably care for the most, this wench!" he said and pointed a finger towards Bulma, ready for his silent but deadly attack towards her.

Before everyone's eyes, Bulma collapsed to the ground. "No," Vegeta whispered. "He was too fast for me." Vegeta ran over to her. There was a huge gaping hole in her stomach. She felt horrible.

"Don't worry, woman, you're going to be fine." Vegeta lied, knowing she would be gone any minute. She laughed and spit out a little blood.

"You never will call me Bulma purposely, will you?' she smiled.

Even after all he's done to her, that woman still clings to him?

"I just want you to know Vegeta that I'm sorry for leaving and blew up like that," she whispered, her life almost gone. "Vegeta,… I love you," she managed to choke out.

"W- Bulma," Vegeta managed to say. Even though he stuttered, it was easy to tell he said it with lots of love. "T-…Thank you.." she said as she was gone from this world.

"Why?" he asked Frieza. "Why have you done this to me?" In the very short time that Bulma and Vegeta had known each other, a very close relationship bonded them together. It was almost as if it were their destiny to always be together. Vegeta was enraged.

"How… dare you… hurt Bulma!" he yelled. A sharp burst of anger ripped through him. His arms and legs started to shake. The prince felt himself getting stronger.

"AHHH!" he yelled as his originally raven colored hair transformed into a pure golden. His eyes changed from cold hard black to sky blue and he felt his muscles bulge.

"No, it can't be… a Super Saiyan!" Frieza said awe-stricken. The Saiyans + Yamcha (LOL) looked just as surprised. Everyone felt the immense power increase and was actually scared of him.

"Now, you shall pay, FRIEZA!" Vegeta yelled and charged towards him as the epic battle began.

So? How was this little mess i call a fic? I know, the end was really messed up and too romantic, but the next chapter is where the REAL REAL fight begins! And... oh! How could I forget? Vegeta transformed into a Super Saiyan! Hoot! Hoot! Tell me any suggestions, questions, comments, or concerns in your review! Bye peeps! OFTo

~Queen Bulma-chan~