A/N: I haven't been getting much feedback on this story…Hm. Well okay. *pouts*.
Since it's A/U, personalities WILL be different. Please review. They mean sooo much to me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball/Z/GT. But this story is my idea.

Chapter Four – Fall For You

Bulma walked back to Raditz. He gave her a confused look.

"What did Vegeta want? I saw you punch him. Was he disrespecting you?" Raditz looked like he would punch the prince if he, well, wasn't a prince.

"Just…offered to train with me personally once a week. No big," She shrugged. "And really, when is he not disrespecting me? Already used to it, after a day of knowing him."

"That's odd. Why would he pick you to train with? You're a female." Raditz crossed his arms.

"Is that an insult, or…" Bulma looked up at him, crossing her arms as well.

"Wha – oh, no not an insult. Sorry." He grinned sheepishly. "Just confused. Anyway, it's getting late…shall we go inside?"

"Sure." Bulma walked ahead of him. She was horribly confused. Hadn't she and Raditz just almost kissed? Vegeta had called her cute, right? Sighing, she opened the front door. She had no real boy experience. But she had enough to know when a boy liked her, and Raditz seemed to like her. Or maybe it was the heat of the moment. Ugh.

Entering the kitchen, she took sliced ham from the fridge and ate it, chewing slowly. She really was hungry, especially for meat, which she hadn't had in a while. Her father had loved ham. The chefs had always prepared it perfectly. Bulma frowned and tried not to think about her dead parents. It was rather hard, though, considering she was feeling extremely out of place on this planet. Really, when had she not felt out of place, though? Even on Earth, she was ridiculed because of her tail. She'd only had two real friends from school, Chi-Chi and Yamcha. Her lower lip trembled. Dead. Both of them, dead. She had just started to like the boy, too. Everyone on Earth was dead, and it was because of Frieza. Oh, how she wanted to be the one to kill him for taking her life away.

Raditz watched her emotions display on her face, unsure what to do. He wasn't one to comfort, but he did understand what sadness felt like. He slowly walked over to her.

"Are you, uh, okay?" He crouched down a bit to get to eye level with her.

"Fine," She said, crossing her arms and putting the rest of the ham away. Suddenly, she wasn't so hungry.

"Would you like a hug?" He asked cautiously. Weren't hugs a form of comfort?

Bulma laughed. She threw her arms around the tall, muscular Saiyan. He responded, wrapping his arms around her small, seemingly fragile body. It lasted a bit, and then they let each other go. She smiled graciously at him.

"I'm going to bed. I feel a bit worn out. Starting in the lab tomorrow, I need my sleep."

"I'll come with you. No reason to stay awake if there's nothing else to do."

She went down the hall into Raditz's room. She didn't really care that they had to share a bed, but she did want Bardock to bring home that new bed soon. Would she be sleeping in his room, still, or would she be assigned a new one? She hadn't seen any other bedrooms. Bulma lay down in bed and patted the spot next to her, winking at her tall roommate. He blushed and scowled at her, getting into bed next to her. She only laughed.

"Come on, get used to it warrior. Seriously, I live with you now." Bulma teased him.

"How can I get used to the fact that an attractive female is in my bed?" He mumbled.

"What was that?" She asked sweetly. He didn't respond. Twenty minutes passed and Bulma couldn't fall asleep.

"Raditz," She whispered.

"Hm."

"You almost kissed me today, before Vegeta interrupted."

Raditz opened his eyes and glanced sideways at her. "…And?"

Bulma blushed furiously. So she hadn't imagined it. "Nothing."

"You're blushing," He laughed. "Get used to it, you live with me now." He mocked her.

"Shut up and sleep, Radish." She scowled and looked at him. He looked like he was holding back another laugh. She jumped on top of him and sat on his stomach.

"Don't be an idiot." Bulma hit him on the top of his head. "It's not funny. You didn't even kiss me."

"Did you want me to?" He raised an eyebrow and flipped her onto the bed on her back. He didn't think he could handle having her like that.

"Goodnight." She said too cheerily, turning onto her side and falling asleep within minutes. Raditz sighed. Girls. Ugh. He fell asleep facing the other way.

In the morning, Bulma awoke to the sound of knocking on her bedroom door. Raditz awoke as well. Really, he wakes up to that, but nothing else? Thankfully, they weren't in an awkward position this morning. She got up and answered the door, looking and feeling rather disheveled.

"What is i- Oh, Vegeta? Nice to see you." She blushed and patted at her hair. Raditz rolled his eyes.

"Father was going to send a servant to wake you and show you to the lab, but I was already awake. Plus, it's a good time to finish our conversation." He smirked. He glanced into the bedroom.

"Same room as Raditz? And only one bed? Oh, that'll have to be fixed." He handed her clothes that were in his left hand. "Get cleaned up and change." He commanded.

"Of course," She glared at him for being demanding this early. He nearly laughed at her. Bulma showered quickly, brushed her teeth, and put on her new clothes. It was just a simple black long-sleeved shirt but it had a sort of crest in white. She guessed it labeled her as the scientist. It came with white shorts, sort of like the short blue training shorts she'd worn the other day, but longer. She sighed, hoping her hair would dry faster. She threw her other clothes into the basket in the bathroom where she understood Raditz put his.

Walking out of the bathroom, she encountered Vegeta and Raditz having a very heated staring contest. She laughed nervously and put her arms behind her head.

"Hey guys, I'm gonna eat something now…" She went inside the fridge and picked out the Saiyan equivalent of raspberries. She devoured a whole container and was still hungry. Damn Saiyan metabolism.

"Come on, woman!" Vegeta yelled, irritated.

"Shut up, jerk! I'm hungry!" She threw the empty container away and began to eat an apple. She shared a look with Raditz, biting the apple the same way she had the previous day. He laughed at her. The prince glowered at the two.

"Bulma, I'm giving you ten seconds." Vegeta said, aggravated.

"Okay, fine…" She finished it and hustled to Vegeta's side. "Where to?" She smiled and fluttered her eyelashes at him. Raditz groaned at her behavior.

"The lab, imbecile. Were you not listening earlier?" This was said haughtily.

"I had just woken up earlier! Ugh, just, take me." Bulma was annoyed with the prince.

"Come." He waved for her to follow him. When he didn't hear footfall behind him, he turned around just in time to see Bulma hug Raditz goodbye. Only then did her light tread sound behind him.

"Come on!" She whined. Bulma hated waking up early. She hadn't been planning on waking for another two hours. Vegeta rolled his eyes and sauntered out the door. He didn't want to have to spend much time with her, so he flew, hoping she'd follow after him quickly.

"Hey, I just noticed…you have a cape on your armor. And a seal, kind of like the one on this." She pointed to the left side of her chest.

"Because I am royal, you fool, and you better start addressing me as such."

"Whatever." She rolled her eyes and sped up a bit in her flying.

"Are you…challenging me?" He asked, appalled.

"Uhm, what?"

"You're trying to challenge me to a race, aren't you? You sped up. Well, fine." Vegeta smirked and zipped far ahead of her.

"Hey, wait up! You got a head start!" She easily matched his pace. The whole way to the lab was a test of speed. Vegeta won.

"See, as the prince, it was obvious I was going to win." Vegeta smiled in triumph.

"You cheated! You can't just shoot at me while I'm flying!"

"Can't I?" He asked winningly.

"Maybe, I guess…" Bulma looked down.

"Here is your lab. You are to work your specified days, whichever you want. You come to the training center on the day you wish to train with me and I will push everybody else aside. Understand this?"

"Yes."

"But…really, do watch who you fall for. Raise your standards, at least." Vegeta smirked and flew off, abruptly. Seemed to be his thing.

Bulma blushed. Had he been implying she raised her standards to him? Or just to something other than a third class warrior? She didn't know, or care at the moment. She was too excited about her new, personal lab. Before she could enter, she had to set up her security. She first had to speak her name, then scan her fingerprint, and finally enter a personal passcode. Once all of this was done, she finally entered. The king had left her a note that told her where everything was and what her father had been trying to design before he passed. It was some sort of room that intensified gravity. Her father had only been gunning for it to go up to one-hundred times normal Saiyan gravity. The king seemed to have no problem with this, but Bulma snickered and thought of all the things she could do to make the project better. She could add training robots and make the gravity go up higher. She'd be sure to get praise for this. Looking around, she saw a box of capsules. They were empty, but would be useful for transporting her projects. Bulma got to work on the gravity room. The blueprints her father had were definitely far from being complete. She spent the whole day absorbed in the work. Vegeta actually came around nine at night to see if she was still there. When he got there, she organized the room a bit and departed with him. She was mentally exhausted.

"Your techniques." Vegeta said suddenly.

"My…Oh, right." Bulma laughed manically. "I can conceal my energy and sense energy without a scouter. Pretty cool. My mother and I learned it."

"When we train, you'll be teaching me. It could be useful." Vegeta stared ahead as the two flew back to Bardock's.

"Vegeta, really, why are you going out of your way to be involved with me?"

"It's Prince Vegeta." He didn't respond to any of her questions the whole way to her home. The reason? It's because I find you intriguing and I want to understand you. Vegeta thought. He'd never say such a thing aloud, but that was mainly why. The other reasons were simply to gain knowledge and get strong. Also, to try and keep her from Raditz. He felt some odd feeling in his gut whenever Bulma and Raditz intermingled and laughed because of each other.

A bit passed before Bulma and Vegeta reached the humble house. Bulma felt extremely thankful to the prince. She landed, as did he, and walked right in front of him.

"Thanks, jerk. For being alright." She kissed his lips lightly, for a fraction of a second. It was enough to send him into shock. No. Nobody does that to the prince and gets away with it.

"Out of line." He leaned in and kissed her for a second longer than she'd kissed him. As quick as it started, it stopped. He smirked arrogantly and flew off. Bulma was the one in shock now.

"What just happened?" She mumbled to herself. Surely, she wasn't really beginning to like a Prince who was out of her league...was she?

A/N: Trying to incorporate a bit of B/V romance. Things are going to go fast from here; Bulma needs to get older. So, obviously, time will be skipped. Stay "tuned" for the next chapter. Review!