Title: Unbroken

Author: Trunks_Girl

Chapter: 4, It's my party and kill who I want to

Rating: PG

Author's notes: Let's see… um. We meet the guy Bulma fancies. Bulma kicks people's arses. Bulma meet's Goku (Kakkorot) Bulma gets mad a Vegeta.

Chiba: You're such a loser! Bulma is always getting mad at Vegeta!

TG: That's it! *brings a frying pan down on Chiba's head* Much better! *Chi-chi run's screaming at TG with copy-write infringement's in her hand, with a frying pan in the other* Oh crap! *runs*

Disclaimer: I claim no rights to Dragon Ball Z. I am writing this for non-profit so please don't sue me.

Bulma walked into the blood-smelling arena. She looked around, unimpressed. Bulma wished females were allowed to spar. But it's cause they are so rare. She snarled in her mind. Deciding to just cause trouble she walked over to the closest guy she saw and slapped him over the head. The guy was probably about twenty-five maybe thirty and the second he saw Bulma he almost started laughing. "Do you know whom your dealing with child?" he growled. Bulma said nothing but an evil smirk over her face, clearly saying she was ready for trouble. The guy tapped his scouter.

Bulma smiled. "Silly low-class weakling," she hissed. "That will do you no good,"

He growled, his friends laughing at him for being pushed over by something so small. "I don't see your scouter little child," he barked.

Bulma smiled again. "I don't need one, your power level is two-hundred and forty-one, weakling," the guy was shocked for a second then he grabbed Bulma by her pony-tail, lifting her off the ground. Bulma folded her arms and dangled there for a second. It was more than funny to anyone watching.

"Not so big are we now, little child?" he laughed. Bulma growled at him, being held in the air she swung once, twice then kicked the guy in the balls. The guy double over in absolute pain and he prominently dropped her. She landed with the grace of a cat and stood still, silent. Then turned her back on him and turned away. "Welcome to the world of Bulma Briefs, weakling," she sneered. If he hadn't been in so much pain he might have been shocked. That's when Bulma saw him! She made sure her outfit was perfect, her hair intact and she walked over to him. "Hi Zarbon," she whispered in his ear. Zarbon whirled around.

"My lady, Princess Bulma," he smiled with the upmost respect and bowed politely.

"No need to be so formal," she said playfully. Zarbon was five years older than Bulma and she looked up to him a great deal, mostly because she was so short. (A/N: *ducks from the food being thrown at her* I always wanted to say that!)

"I haven't seen you in so long Princess Bulma," he looked almost sad.

"I thought you had left to work with Freeza," she growled. She was still mad he would try such a thing. He knew how she felt about that beast.

"I am Onee-Chan, but I'm here training today,"

Bulma sighed inwardly. He always called her 'little sister', that was what he saw her as. "I don't want you to work for him! What if he gets bored of the Saiyan's one day and orders us killed? Could you kill your Bulma-Onee with her cowering at your feet?"

"You'd never cower for anyone Onee-Chan," he laughed. Bulma turned her back on him.

"Do as you will Onii-Chan," (That IS brother right? I think so… Please tell me if it's not!) and walked away from him with a broken heart – again. Bulma walked into the middle of the sparring arena and saw a young boy with black pointy hair, a bigger man poking him. He looked to be a bit younger than herself, but his power level was high for his age. She walked closer and heard what they had to say.

"Damn it Raditz I don't want to go and spar god-damn it? I've not as blood thirsty as you are!"

"And that is why you are a weakling… little brother," he snapped. "Go on and spar!"

"I'm not going to and you can't make me! I don't want to hurt someone Raditz," he seemed so sad that he had to hurt someone.

"You're a Saiyan in a sparring arena, you're meant to hurt people!!" Raditz argued.

"I. Don't. Want. To!"

Bulma had had enough. Sure she was Saiyan, but she still had her caring human side. Using the first name that came into her mind she stepped up to the fighting pair and wrapped her arms around the boy's neck. "Goku! Were have you been? I have missed you so much!" and sent him a glare that said 'Play along'.

Raditz grabbed Bulma by the shoulder. "We are talking!" he yelled.

She turned around and grabbed his wrist. "You," she started. "Shouldn't pick on my best friend Goku-Kun like that!"

"Goku-Kun? Kakkorot, I think you have been mistaken for someone," he laughed at 'Goku-Kun'

"Princess Bulma of the Royal House of Earth, adopted daughter of King Vegeta, never makes mistakes. Now tell me why you were picking on my best friend!!"

Raditz went white. "You are Princess Bulma?"

"Correct," she said with a smile then holding his wrist threw him over her shoulder and across the room. She turned back to Kakkorot.

"Goku?" he asked, pulling a face.

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Bulma sat down at a table besides Kakkorot. "This is my father Bardock, and my other brother Turlis," Kakkorot introduced. They looked up from their beers at Bulma, none of then really cared. "And this," Kakkorot said pointing to Bulma. "Is Princess Bulma of Earth," Turlis sprayed his beer everywhere. Bardock was much smarter and was on the ground bowing in a matter of seconds.

"Get up," she commanded. "Goku-Kun?" she asked batting her eyelids. "Would you like to spar with me? I know you didn't want to for Raditz, but I would really appreciate it if you could find the time to spar with me,"

"For gods sake boy say yes," Bardock yelled.

"Hey grandpa, this is Goku-kuns decision not yours," she snapped. Bardock and Turlis looked at Bulma then Kakkorot.

"Goku,"

"Kun?" Then both men started giggling like little schoolgirls.

"As a matter of fact there is a story on Earth and it is the Japanese translation of the Chinese name Son Wukong, who was the Monkey King born of stone thousands of years ago in the Chinese legend, His Yu Chi or The Record of the Journey of the West. The "ku" of his name means 'sky' so there!" (A/N: Yes, this is how Goku got his name)

"Oh," they said at the same time. Kakkorot smiled.

"So shall we go – oh no! Goku-kun, we have to go NOW!" she cried out, gabbing his hand.

"Why B-chan?" Kakkorot asked, dubbing her a nickname.

Bulma looked as Vegeta entered the room. "Vegeta-Baka has followed me. I just know he'll want to spar, but I just want to hang out and start petty fights that end up with people cowering over the fact they've offended royalty.

Bardock and Turlis sent each other knowing glances. "I knew that's why they did it," whined Bardock.

Bulma just glared. "Goku-kun? Want to come to the palace and train with me? I'm sure it would be fun. I'm sorry you couldn't come last week but I was just so busy!"

"You," started Kakkorot's father.

"Have been," added his brother.

"To the palace and you never told us?!" they said slamming their hands on the table and getting right up in his face. (A/N: Think Minako and Usagi finding out something exciting)

"A dozen times! I told you two, Goku-Kun is my best friend!" She linked arms with the young boy and walked off with him leaving the two at the table to sit gasping.

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Bulma sat down on the end of her bed and started to undo the laces of her boots. "So Kakkorot, I mean, Goku-Kun, how come you didn't want to spar?"

Kakkorot smiled sheepishly. "I was dropped on the head as a child and the doctor says I screwed up my Saiyan programming. I still love to fight mind you, I just am not into all that causing pain and suffering," Kakkorot stopped for a moment before continuing. "That was nice of you to save me from my brother like that. They'll probably taunt me tonight about being a weakling, having you fight my battles…" he sighed.

"Would you like to stay the night then? I may not know you very well, but your still not like any other Saiyan, you're kind and gentle," she walked over to Kakkorot and smiled. "Lets be friends, but this time we'll start from the start. Hello, my name is Bulma, Princess to Planet Earth, nice to meet you,"

Kakkorot lowed onto one knee. "I am Kakkorot, a third-class warrior,"

Bulma giggled and he levitated up. They flew around the room for a while until they heard someone coming. "Vegeta-Baka," Bulma snarled. "Quickly Goku-Kun," she ran and got a bucket and filled it with water. "Fly to the roof!" she commanded. Just as Kakkorot was touching the roof Vegeta walked in.

"Girl?" he asked, looking around then… SPLASH! Vegeta looked up at the grinning Bulma. "Girl!" he screamed, ready to start a full scale war until he saw something that shocked him, the boy beside her. "Who is that?" he asked, raising a dripping hand. "Is he the boy you fancy?" Not helping but feeling slightly jealous.

"Get real Vegeta-Baka! This is Goku-Kun, he is my best friend. He is staying over tonight,"

"Oh okay," then remembering the bitch wet him, he flew up and tackled her though the ceiling, plaster flying everywhere. Kakkorot looked though the hole at punches and kicks were being thrown then in one mighty kick Vegeta sent Bulma crashing into Kakkorot's arms, who in turn fell straight into the floor from the momentum.

Bulma looked at Kakkorot underneath him then said groggily, "Thanks for breaking my fall,"

Kakkorot looked as flat as a pancake but managed to breathe out, "Anything for you Princess,"

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Bulma landed daintily on Kakkorot's doorstep. Kakkorot opened the door and led Bulma in. He looked around and heard the sound of Ki blasts and punches. "They're in our training arena," he whispered, and walked with her down the stairs. "Hey Turlis and Raditz, hey father,"

"Oh, the little brat has returned? Where's your little body guard?" sneered Raditz.

"You mean this one?" asked Bulma, as a gold tipped boot was seen turn from the stairs. Everyone besides Kakkorot bowed down on one knee. "You Raditz, should control your tongue, I'm surprised Goku-Kun didn't ever tell you of our friendship, and I'm sure you wouldn't be so cruel to him if you knew… rise," But Bulma still glared at Raditz. "Goku-Kun is staying at the palace if that's alright with you Bardock,"

"It's fine with me," Bardock was clearly jealous, but he was still grateful for his son's luck.

"I promise he will be returned to you…in one peace and alive," she said with an evil tone.

"I trust you princess," and she turned on her heal and left with Kakkorot.

*runs past screaming* Sorry it is so short but I promise to get the next chapter out tomorrow! *Chi-chi tackles TG* Awww fu- *BANG!*

Chiba: *twitches slightly*