Title: Unbroken

Author: Trunks_Girl

Chapter: 7, Nice to meet you too

Rating: PG

Author's notes: I'm surprised no-one has asked yet, but the reason Bulma is jumping from one persona to the other is because she is human and Saiyan. Like I said, the explanation won't come for a long time, and this is going to be a really long story. Anyway, back to the topic at hand, Bulma is having a hard time dealing with being two beings, like in the last chapter where she was nearly ripped in half from trying to because a Super Saiyan when she was human? And how King Vegeta said it would have been easier if she were a half-breed. Well that's because hybrids blood is mixed, Bulma's isn't. Oops! Said too much. On with the story.

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

Kakkorot laughed and flopped down in a seat. "Sheesh, Prince Vegeta is such a tight-ass!"

"Well, you know him…" Bulma whimpered.

"Huh? He's not too bad is he?" asked Kakkorot, putting his chin on Bulma's shoulder.

"I… It's… Vegeta-Baka has always hated me…"

Zarbon snarled. "He is the reason I joined up with Freeza. He put her in that rejuvenation chamber one to many times and…" he stopped as Bulma tried to clam him down.

"But it was in sparring sessions right?" asked Kakkorot. "I mean, she might get hurt along the way," he said almost laughing at Zarbon's over-protectiveness.

"No, Kakkorot, has Bulma told you about what happened before she came here?"

Kakkorot nodded. "But not in great detail. Why?"

"Can I tell him Bulma?"

"Sure, why not. I know he won't use it against me – but Goku-Kun… Never tell anyone. Even Vegeta-Tousan doesn't know, "

"Okay Kakkorot, here's the deal. Vegeta used to use Onee-chan for target practice when she was a human - I mean it was bad for a human. Like, he was blasting her out of trees and though doors when she had a Ki of four. Well, when King Vegeta found out he went ape, not literally of course, but he was fuming. She was a human, and above that a human woman. Even though Vegeta and her sorta made up, Vegeta didn't want people to think he was weak, but it was the nice-factor or the father-kicking his ass factor. The day King Vegeta found out about her being bashed up she sprouted a tail.  After that happened King Vegeta offered for her to be trained. Vegeta was given the job but Bulma wasn't trained for a good three months, Vegeta just used the poor thing for target practice, I think because now she was Saiyan she would have to take it and his father couldn't complain. Finally Nappa trained her properly but it brought out her Saiyan instincts, but because she was human she would switch between the two, training until she nearly died, but then suddenly snapping back to human. Soon she could control it, bottling up her human traits for weeks on end, then having a whole day of being human,"

"You're lucky Goku-Kun. It was one of those days I met you. But, like Zarbon said, because I only let it out for small amounts, it's been catching up with me. That at least explains the last few days," Bulma thought aloud.

"I'm telling a story here! Don't ruin the mood!" snapped Zarbon. "Anyway, after Bulma pretty much had snapped into being consumed by training Vegeta took his anger out on her a lot more, but Bulma never complained because now she was a Saiyan and she thought she could handle it,"

"How do you know what I felt baka?! I knew I could handle it! Not thought I could, I flat out could… I c-could…" she turned away trying not to sniffle.

Zarbon rubbed her back. "Now she was a lot stronger as you could guess so Vegeta was starting to not hold back as much. That's about when I came in. It was in the sparring arena, one of her 'human' days. Damn she was a mess, covered with so many bruises and cuts... She looked bloody hot though!" he said laughing as she blushed. "Soon we began to spar a lot more and then one day she told me who she really was and invited me to the castle. We were in the GR and Bulma messed me up really bad so I needed to take a shower. I came out of the GR shower and was walking into the main room to ask where the shampoo was and I head Bulma yelling at someone. Now, Bulma had never told me of her problems with the prince so I stood there dripping wet watching them. Bulma screamed at him and turned around and he blasted her with a powerful attack in the back,"

Kakkorot growled. "That's low!"

"That's not the worst part. Vegeta didn't know I was here. The blast was aimed at her tail. He practically shredded it up!" Zarbon sighed. Kakkorot grabbed his tail in one of those 'I heard the pain, I feel the pain' fits. "Then…" Zarbon gritted his teeth, "Then he just walked away. If I hadn't been there only Kami knows how long she would of stayed there,"

"B-Chan, did you say something to upset him?" Kakkorot asked, trying to find out how the Prince could be so cold.

Bulma shook her head. "It was because he was being sent on a purging mission," she whimpered turning her head away with her eyes tightly shut, tears lining her black eyelashes. "Goku-Kun? Will you stay again tonight? I really need a friend,"

Kakkorot put an arm around her protectively, trying hard to overthrow the urge of wrapping his tail around her. She's not your's Kakkorot, keep your dirty tail off her!

Bulma was shocked as Zarbon wrapped arms around her from the other side. "We wont let anyone hurt you my dear Onee-Chan, we promise,"

Bulma smiled at her two friends. "What would I do without you?" she asked with a laugh.

Kakkorot took this seriously and said, "Well for one you'd be in a lot more pain with no-one to help you get around…" Bulma and Zarbon groaned then laughed and tackled him to the ground, laughing the whole way. Their happiness was intruded on by Bulma's doors being opened.

Vegeta growled at them all. "Weaklings. Get away from the princess. She must come to the throne room with me," when no-one made a move he screamed, "NOW!"

Kakkorot jumped up, if Vegeta thought he was going to hurt Bulma tonight he had another thing coming. "What's wrong Vegeta? Got to go on another purging mission?!"

"What are you talking about baka?" Vegeta asked, confused.

Bulma pulled Kakkorot down and hissed. "Shut up Kakkorot, I don't want him to know I've told you!" Kakkorot felt like something had bitten his tail, not because she had yelled at him, but because she called him 'Kakkorot,'.

"I'm not going unless my friends can come," she said defiantly.

"Girl, the pretty-boy green man has to come. Freeza decided to grace us with his presence," he snarled.

"And Goku-Kun?" she asked.

"Kakkorot can come if he's quite. Now get in some good amour and get your tail down there!"

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Bulma walked into the throne room proudly standing in between Zarbon and Kakkorot, Vegeta beside Zarbon. She had on a lavender training suit with a white chest plate and knee-high boots with gold tips and elbow-length white gloves. Her hair was left to fall past her shoulder blades and her purple tail wrapped around her waist. Bulma walked up to the king's chair only to see Freeza sitting in the king's seat! Why that no-good… she let off a stream of cures in her mind as she bowed down to the evil tyrant. "Why Lord Freeza! It's nice to finally meet you in person!" she awed like a teenybopper who had just met their favorite star.

"Nice to meet you too Princess Bulma. Oh, please stand up, you are just as important as me… maybe as powerful now that you became a Super Saiyan?" he said, trying to find out just how powerful she really was.

Bulma snorted as she stood up. "I wish Freeza. See… my damn human DNA stopped me from actually harnessing the power. I had the power in me, but couldn't use it. It was so stupid! I can never become powerful because of my human DNA!" then, pretending to seem upset about it she pulled a hard face again, like it didn't matter.

He laughed in that 'I care about everyone and I am so kind' voice. "It's okay, little one. So… you can't really become a Super Saiyan," Bulma could so tell he didn't care. He just wanted to make sure she wouldn't destroy him.

Bulma looked over at Vegeta and her eyes began to tear up as he turned to smirk at her. "N-no," Oh damn, I hope he buys this. I don't want to die this young!

"Zarbon? Is that you? Come up here boy!" Freeza commanded. "Don't annoy the poor princess. Look at her! The poor girl can't become powerful and your down there pestering her with your power. Naughty, naughty!" he said reprimanding Zarbon. Then he smiled like he had gotten a bright idea. "Why Bulma, why don't you come with me and train with us for a few years?" she gave her a very sluty look, obviously thinking what she would look like in a few years.

Kakkorot froze. Vegeta even stiffened slightly. King Vegeta freaked. Bulma could go to him under her free will, and then her father would sign the contract giving her to Freeza. If she did refuse though, he could blow up planet Earth and could just plain take her. Everyone in the room new this – even Vegeta. Vegeta tail swung behind him and then latched around Bulma's waist, pulling her closer to him. He didn't look at Freeza, but down at Bulma, hoping she'd understand. Bulma felt like she was going to be sick but she didn't want to be sent off to Freeza either. Bulma giggled and wrapped her purple tail around Vegeta's leg. "Vegeta," she whispered giggling, "not here!"

"Your mine, girl!" he hissed, glaring daggers at Freeza. Freeza knew little of the Saiyan culture but he knew and when they wrapped their tails around something whatever was in their tail was theirs and theirs alone.

"If the princess want to stay…" started Freeza.

"She does," barked Vegeta, cutting Freeza off.

Freeza nodded. "So be it," and walked off, Zarbon following. After they were sure they were gone King Vegeta ran up to the two of them and practically ripped Vegeta's tail off of Bulma.

"Son, that was a noble thing of you to do. You did save Bulma. …I'm proud of you,"

Bulma un-ravelled her tail from Vegeta and glared at him then smiled. "Thank you, but I still don't owe you one… you owe me a lot more than that," she whispered so silently, not even the king could hear.

"Don't you even think about it!" he sneered at her. Bulma walked over to Kakkorot, poked her tongue at him then walked off, wrapping her tail around Kakkorot's waist. Kakkorot smiled down at her and swung his tail around her waist. And as they walked though the doors they heard. "YOU THIRD-CLASS BAKA! Let go of my princess!" the king was ranting.

"I don't think Vegeta-Tousan likes you," she looked up at him with fake innocence. Then laughed and kept walking, if only they knew the king was being restrained by Vegeta and Nappa and all the guards.

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Bulma turned out the light to her room. Kakkorot was in one of Bulma's spare rooms and she just couldn't sleep.

Turning over for the fiftieth time she got out of bed and pulled on a purple training suit with boots that came just above her ankles and gloves that came just above her writs then went to her GR. Just as she stepped inside she saw it was already active. That's my GR! She shouted in her mind. She walked up to the door and ripped it open. Vegeta was training in black spandex pants and was rather hot and sweaty. (A/N: Nummy, nummy! o^_^o I wish I could walk in on that!) Bulma hissed at him, but he didn't turn to face her. "What are you doing in my beloved GR?" she yelled. He still didn't even look at her. "Vegeta?"

"Slut," he said simply.

"Excuse me?"

"'Slut', I said. Do your ears need cleaning?" Vegeta's voice had no emotion at all. Not a good sign.

"You come into my training room and then call me a slut?"

"You've summed up the night, what will you tell me next?" Vegeta kept training, ignoring her presence.

"Vegeta, look at me," she demanded. "Fuck it Vegeta! You listen to me! I know what this is about so act civilized and talk to me," Vegeta sat up and looked her. Bulma shuddered. It was that look. The one of complete un-caring. "Vegeta you do know that Kakkorot and I are just friends right?" she asked timidly.

"I can't believe you touched him with your tail you, you, you whore!" He spat back, ignoring her question.

"Your just jealous!" Bulma teased, only to get backhanded by Vegeta.

"Father is going mental! He thinks you're in love with that third class baka or a follower of Freeza. Not only that, but after I save your sorry ass from Freeza you go and wrap your tail around Kakkorot like your mates! Nappa and I had to spend the rest of the night trying to calm him down," Vegeta sucked in a breath then said, "Father cares for you a lot you know. A-alot more than me,"

So that's what this is about huh? thought Bulma. Bulma put and arm around Vegeta, only to have him slap it away. Bulma laughed and put it back. "Vegeta, I'm sorry if I made you mad today about bringing the thing up in front of your father, but you still owe me,"

"You care too much, girl,"

"You need a social life,"

"And you – Stop it! Stop it!" Vegeta growled a little, only it seemed slightly playful. Bulma's tail had snaked around Vegeta's back and was tickling behind his knee's.

"Are you still jealous? Huh? Huh?"

"I told you I wasn't jealous!" he shouted.

"Then why were you so mad about the tail thing?" she asked.

"Well… I – I – See, you – And… Well, you put you tail around me and I was still in my 'possessive' mode…" he coughed out.

"Awww, Vegeta-Kun, your so sweet!" she said tickling him some more.

"You shouldn't do that," Vegeta reprimanded with all seriousness. "You could be called a slut if you do that to too many people,"

Bulma sighed. "This tail is nothing but trouble. Because of it I got pulled away from my family only to be bashed by you whenever you're cranky. Now I'm meant to be your mate because Freeza knows about the whole 'touch my tail and die' thing, Vegeta-Tousan hates me because I was teasing you with it and worse, when people grab it the son of a bitch hurts like hell!"

Vegeta grabbed her tail hard. "You mean like this?"

Bulma slapped his hand away. "Yes, like that," he tail puffed up a bit from anger. Vegeta loved looking at it when that happened. It was like this big sign saying 'Grab me!'. Not only that, but because her colouring was so exotic, it was not hard to miss. Elite's were trying to get their sons set up with her, not that one of them were complaining. Who wouldn't want power, beauty, money and brains?  Vegeta just saw her as the thing that was in his way a lot. "Stop looking at my tail like that!" she snapped as she wrapped her puffy tail around her waist. There was an uncomfortable silence for a moment before Bulma asked, "Vegeta-Baka… Vegeta-San," she corrected, not quite respectful, but not so disrespectful. "I want to know. Why do I… why do you… How come I'm such a screw-up?"
"Screw-up?!" he asked, shocked.

"I don't think I do anything to make me hate you. At least, I try not to. And I'm sure you don't hate me for no reason at all. The only conclusion I can come to is I'm a failure and I deserve it," suddenly she burst out in tears. "What can I do to make it better?"

Vegeta actually felt bad when she said this. He very well couldn't say 'Bulma, it's not your fault, I'm just a fuck up!'. Instead he snapped, "Weakling. I do hate you for absolutely no reason. I hate you because your here and your weaker than me. Your easy to hurt," he snickered. "You're proving it right now!"

Bulma wiped away a tear. "I wanted to be your friend you know. I was happy as a human! I HATE BEING A FUCKING SAIYAN! And most of all Vegeta," her voice filled with venom, "Most of all Vegeta, I. Hate. You! I hate the stupid way you always act more superior. I hate the way you're so cold. I hate how no matter how I try to be nice to you, to make you my friend, you hurt me anyway. Well, I give up. I think I'm going to go work for Freeza. Dying or being his bitch is better than living with you. It's better than having to pretend to be something I'm not. He could respect me for what I am,"

"You wouldn't," Vegeta snorted.

Bulma smiled. "I would too. And you know something else. I wouldn't come back. Even if I was in so much pain I couldn't breath properly. Even if he pulled my tail clean off I would stay, just to get at you," she flick as strand of purple hair. "Isn't that a nice thought? You causing my pain and eventual destruction, even though you were no-where around… Well it seems Vegeta, you fuck up my life wether your in it or not,"

Vegeta was taken back. "So I do,"

Bulma shook her head. "The only reason I stay is because of Vegeta-Tousan. He respects me. He's proud of me!"

"Yeah, yeah," Vegeta snarled.

"Would you care if I left?" Bulma asked shyly.

"In what manner? I'd have no-one to beat up," Vegeta smirked.

"Jackass," Bulma yawned. "Get outta my GR," she said, putting a hand over her mouth. "I'm going to bed. I'll be back to my regular training program tomorrow. I really –yawn- wanna get back to being a Super Saiyan,"

"Damn girl," Vegeta grumbled, and continued doing push-ups.

Bulma turned back towards her GR and looked in the window. "If you don't care, I won't care," and ran off too her room.