Title: Unbroken

Author: Trunks_Girl

Chapter: 5, Sleep overs are fun!

Rating: PG

Author's notes: Please! Someone! I need to know if any of you have a lead to this story; It's one where Vegeta comes to earth when Bulma is 14 and he already has a chosen mate. He picks Bulma over his mate and uh, there is a scene when Bulma's wearing a sundress and Vegeta says "We don't have such nice sun dresses, I mean, sunrises on Vegeta-sie," SOMEONE HELP ME FIND IT!

P.S. I know this is short, but it had to be done in two parts so two chapters will be put up for this okay?

Chiba: No, it's not.

TG: And who care's what you think?

Chiba: *cries* Your evil. *runs away crying*

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

Bulma felt more alive than she had in years. "This was the best day I have had in years!" she laughed as Kakkorot and her jumped on the bed. She breathed in deeply. "I forgot what it was like being a child, not having to train so hard! Not having to live up to Vegeta-Baka's expectations…" she said the last part with contempt and mostly to herself.

Kakkorot frowned. "I take it Vegeta isn't very kind to you?"

Bulma sighed, she didn't want to open up, she had spent too long around Vegeta and was starting to close in. "I don't know why, but the baka always hated me. Jerk," and that's all she said. As they were playing around Vegeta decided to drop in.

"What are you to morons doing?" he asked.

Bulma turned around, suddenly feeling extremely spiteful, after thinking about how cruel he always is to her, like finding a scab then picked at it till it started to bleed. She glared him down, hard and ready to kill. "Fuck you! I hate you, you no good sorry excuse for a prince! Rot in hell and then I hope maggots eat your bones you short shit!" Bulma sucked in a few breaths and smiled. Vegeta looked shocked. "That," Bulma said. "Was for all those months of torment you put me though when I first met you,"

"Your still holding a grudge?" he asked surprised.

"You would too if you…" she saw Kakkorot looking at them. "Never mind,"

Vegeta smiled, noticing how she didn't want to bring it up in front of the boy. "I mean, why do you hold a grudge for then, when I still beat the shit out of you now?"

Bulma's purple tail twitched. "I was human then Vegeta-Baka, I couldn't fight and I was a weakling,"

"You still are girl," Vegeta smirked at the way she tensed at how he was so cruel.

"I'm not as weak as I was then and you know it," Bulma knew she had done well, she had gone from the weakest to the third strongest and yet Vegeta still rubbed it in her face that she was weaker than him.

"Yes, but to me you are still weak," He loved to intimidate poor Bulma like that. He knew as well as she did that she was strong, that she was great, but he still wanted her to know her place. After all, she was only a female.

Bulma's tail began to flick around in pure anger. "I know to you I am weak," she said though gritted teeth, "But to others I am strong. And in most peoples eyes I am better than you Vegeta, because you were born into the strong royal bloodline. I was born into weaklings and I have brought myself up from the dirt and tried harder than you," she stepped up close to Vegeta and glared up at him. "I will always be better than you Vegeta, I hope you realize that. Come on Goku-Kun, let's go to my GR," she turned her back to him and he saw her puffed up tail.

"Bitch," he growled and grabbed it – hard. To Bulma the world seemed to have stopped. She was in more pain than she had ever been, her eyes were wide and her body was frozen and after a few second the felt like and eternity she collapsed on the fit in a fit of complete agony. Vegeta was more than happy to see her below him, proving he was the stronger one. Bulma pounded her fists on the ground, her teeth gritted, and her eyes tightly shut. Refusing to scream or cry out. Vegeta was so wrapped up in himself he didn't see the fist hit his face. Kakkorot crouched beside Bulma as she held in tears. Vegeta growled and picked up Kakkorot. "You dare strike the prince?!" he roared.

"You know as well as I do touching another Saiyan's tail is only allowed if they are your mate or you are in life or death battle," Kakkorot squeaked out. "I'm sure you would have done the same if someone had done that to your friend,"

"If he had friends," Bulma rasped from the floor, finding out she could breath again. "Let go of him Vegeta-Baka or I will tell Vegeta-Tousan you touched my tail without permission," she tried to smirk but it twisted and fell.

Vegeta dropped Kakkorot and snarled. "You blackmailing bitch," and left, but not before hearing Bulma pass out, her head hitting the floor.

Kakkorot dropped little Bulma on the bed and shook her gently. "B-Chan?"

Bulma sat up and tried not to call out from the pain. "Hey Goku-Kun! Gee, I feel a ton and a half better now, lets go to the GR!" She jumped up only to have a glare rivalling that of Vegeta's.

"Get back on the bed," he halved whined have demanded, like a pouting little child.

Bulma growled. "I really can't. See, I didn't train last night and now, I spent the whole day bludging," she sighed. "I can't really hang out with you after tonight. Your still my friend though," she smiled. "Tomorrow, we will spar, and you will kick your brothers arses, okay?"

Kakkorot smiled. "Okay,"

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Bulma powered up, her purple hair flowing gently, but the ground shaking. Kakkorot smiled and powered up to his max, knowing not even that would leave a hair singed, but it was still fun. Punches and kicks, attacks and blasts and in one silent move Bulma had Kakkorot by the neck and ready to punch. Kakkorot freaked but then… Bulma's face went red. Kakkorot smiled and looked up at her with big, innocent eyes. Bulma seemed to squeak, the corner of her mouth rising then she bust out laughing, trying to move Kakkorot's fingers from her sides. "Goku-Kun… stop…that…tickles!" she giggled. "That's…cheating!"

Kakkorot smiled. "Is not. Your going to have to control it, what if someone pulls that on you in battle?"

Bulma laughed harder. "Goku-Kun!" she swung around and kicked him in the head then grasped her sides and started to breath normally. "Silly Goku-Kun!"

Kakkorot looked up from the ground and gave a peace sign. "Wanna go back to my house?" he asked.

Bulma cocked her head and looked at the clock. "Okay, but only for an hour. See, in five minutes I would be having lunch then after I've eaten I don't come out until I go to bed," Kakkorot nodded. He was used to her quick talkative sessions, explaining the rules of her life. She flew down and turned off the gravity. She was happy she had a friend to spar with, he was just really weak. They were training at one hundred times gravity for Kami-sama's sake! They stepped out of the GR and low and behold, Vegeta stood glaring at the two.

"Girl, father wants to know," he changed his voice to sound like the king's "Is that weakling male Bulma hanging around a chose for a mate?"

Bulma barked out a laugh, scaring everyone. "No Vegeta-Baka! Goku-Kun is my new best friend. Now, excuse us but we are going to spar at his house. Outta my way," she shoved Vegeta out of the way and walked away with Kakkorot, not before noticing she was wearing a night black spandex suit with the (small, the one without the arm things) white chest plate and knee-high white boots and a skirt. She never wears that! She only wears it for… she's a lair. She does like him! Vegeta couldn't help but feel rejected. Jealous? He asked himself. No way…

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Bulma walked into Kakkorot's house behind him. "Where are they?" she asked, looking around.

"Hmm… hey guys! Lunch is ready!" he called at the top of his lungs. Wherever they were, they were all now standing obediently in a row. Kakkorot smiled. "Hi guys,"

"Where?" Bardock asked,

"Is," Raditz added,

"Lunch?" Turlis finished,

"HUH?!" they screamed.

"Well, I feel sorry for poor Goku-Kun with you brutes picking on him like that," Bulma said shaking her head, purple hair flying everywhere.

They looked at her and then the bags with food in it. "FOOD!" they screamed at the same time, making a dive for it, only succeeding in eating the floor as she moved out of the way.

"In line!" Bulma called. "Lets see your hands!" all four of the boys showed their hands. "Filthy. You will not get a bite to eat until your hands are clean!" she said. The boys moped and shamefully walked off while Bulma set up the table. Bulma looked at the clock. I still have forty-five minutes… damn, maybe this is why Vegeta-Baka has no friends. You really get pulled back… Bulma had liked having Kakkorot around, it just so hard to train when she could be having fun. The four boys sat down quietly, which left Bulma wondering about how much drool one Saiyan can produce. As they were about to eat Bulma scolded them. "We must say grace!!" The four boys fell out of their seats. Poor guys… thought Bulma "Ahem. Two four six eight, dig in don't wait! Amen" The second she said 'Amen' they were shovelling it in at an amazing rate, even Bulma had done a good share. She smiled. "I'm sorry guys, but I have to go, I really have to train,"

Bardock stopped eating for a moment and wiped his mouth. "Why do you have to train so hard? Is it Freeza? It's Freeza isn't it?"

Bulma shook her head, "No way, even I could take out Freeza, it's… well, Vegeta-Baka," she finally said. "I have to get stronger than him!"

"Prince Vegeta calls her a weakling all the time," Kakkorot whispered to Raditz.

"Anyway, see ya's," Bulma smiled then flew out the house.