Title: Unbroken

Author: Trunks_Girl

Chapter: 9, Not Home Anymore

Rating: PG

Author's notes: I'm sorry about the late posts but thanks to Lord Vegeta my mum nearly found my stories… and well. She wouldn't be to happy to read them. So I had to avoid going on FF.Net as much as possible, and because my parents work from home I can't do it whilst they're at work and stuff.

I've also re-read what I've written and holy crap… I thought I was a good writer. BLAH! It's like, horrible, but as long as I'm getting reviews I'll keep writing. And this chapter was one I wrote back before I stopped. I had it done, I just never posted it.

Okay, I decided to not skip a year in this chapter. Also, this is more of little bits to fill you in on what's going on. If you don't count it as a chapter, you've got my vote too. Also I saw something the other day,. One of my fics Two Guys, A Girl and the Saiyan Race (yes, shame-less self promotion) was review by Selenity Jade Do you know what that means to me? I have read like, all her stories and she reviewed EVERY chapter of mine, not only that, but it's a story hardly ANYONE has read, so it just meant a lot to me J Thankies SJ if your reading this one too!

And WOOOWIE! The Flying Pen reviewed MY story!! Yes, Bulma is 9 years old. I know it seems young, but think back to when you were nine. You knew everything and were bullet-proof, plus she's Saiyan so she's a lot stronger.

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

"I'm going with Freeza," declared Bulma.

Freeza smiled, Vegeta froze in his spot and Kakkorot fell to his knees.

Chiba: Hold the phone TG!! What's with this?

TG: What?

Chiba: I thought you'd make Bulma go with Vegeta.

TG: *ducks from food being thrown at her*

Reviewers: YEAH!

TG: I was only joking! *deletes everything previously written and starts again*

"I wanna go home!" Bulma wailed.

Freeza's face fell. "But little princess… He was so unkind! How can you return to him?" it almost sounded like he was pouting.

"Goku-kun was never cruel to me,"

"What's that got to do with it?" snapped Vegeta. "Oh… Oh no, father won't like this, he won't like this at all,"

"Wha?" asked Kakkorot asked dumbly, looking around.

"Goku-Kun? May I please stay with you for a while?" Bulma looked directly at Vegeta. "Just for a week or two, until Vegeta cools off,"

"NO!!" Howled Vegeta. "You're a princess and you stay with ME! I boss you around, I rule – slash – ruin your life and I say whether you can stay at a third-class baka's house!!"

"Oh lets just go Goku-kun," Bulma let out an exasperated sigh and rubbed her temples. "That's for letting me stay the night Freeza-Sama, later dude," she said grabbing Kakkorot's hand and walking from the room.

Freeza blinked. "What just happened?"

Vegeta sweat dropped. "I know about the same as you, dude?"

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"I FORBID IT!" screamed the king.

"But Papa," Bulma trembled in a corner.

"Don't you 'Papa' me! I forbid you to stay at that… that WEAKLINGS house," he roared.

"But it's only for a few days Vegeta-Tousan," Bulma whimpered.

"I don't care! Our enemies could find out and KILL YOU! You already told Freeza where you are staying. He could kill them and you, how would you feel knowing you killed Kakkorot?"

"I'm going," Bulma hissed and turned around.

"No your not!" the Kind yelled slapping her across the face and rendering her unconscious.

"Vegeta, I want them off the planet. Bulma is one of our best warriors and I refuse to lose her to emotions. She's made it this long, I won't let her snap now,"

"Yes father," a little disgusted at his fathers behaviour.

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"I HATE YOU!" Bulma screamed throwing a chair at the king.

"It was for your own good," pleaded the king.

"Well turn them AROUND!" she screamed.

"Bulma dear," King Vegeta tried again.

She fell to the ground and began to sob. "How could you, how could you," The king had sent all of Kakkorot's family on a purging mission. But the planet was one Bulma new was too strong for seven elites, this was four third-classes (who were as stronger than most elites, but she's broken and crying and is making the situation worse on herself so we'll just skip that fact,). Plus, this planet had a light of 5.5, basically meaning, artificial moonlight could not be seen though the bright light. No monkey-business. She glared at him. "I sure hope Vegeta overthrows you for the crown before I get to you, because trust me, VEGETA, I will. Make. You. Hurt. .

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"Hey dad," asked Turlis. "Do you think we can win this one?"

"Hmm… Unless Kakkorot powers up fully, not a chance,"

"But if the king finds out he'll make him an elite!" complained Raditz.

"I don't want to move homes," whined Turlis.

"Yeah, and if we do Vegeta will beat the crap outta me. He thinks I wanna mate Bulma. Yuck. I mean, she's cute but she's older than me. Plus I think she's got a thing for Vegeta… HAHAHA!" laughed Kakkorot.

Bardock snicked at this. "The day that happens would be the same day you become a Super Saiyan,"

"Hey father… Aren't you psychic?" asked Raditz. Everyone shut up and looked at Kakkorot expectantly.

"What?" .

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"Three weeks Vegeta, three weeks," the king said blankly, looking at the GR. "How does she keep going without food?"

"How do you know she's even alive father?" Vegeta asked.

"Because when I get within three feet of the door she screams profanities at me?" he asked sarcastically.

Suddenly the doors opened up and Bulma stepped out in a glowing silver light. "You have one hour to give me contact to Kakkorot and his family or I'm bringing this planet DOWN!" Bulma roared.

"Bulma?" asked the king in awe.
"Fifty-nine minutes and fifty-five seconds,"

"Bulma, they died. All except Kakkorot who was flash-sent to Planet Earth," the king expected her to break down in tears. Instead she said,

"Then you shall send me home,"

"Home? It hasn't been your home for two and a half years,"

"And this is? Vegeta (she's talking to the king, but she's mad so she's being disrespectful), I'm a human. I know I'm Saiyan but… It hurts in here Vegeta," she said holding her hand over her heart, "I want to be strong for you and I want to show that I'm not that weak. But I am. I ran away from my problems. I ran away from Vegeta when he hurt me, I ran to Freeza when I was scared…" she fell to her knees. "My head is so confused. I'm trying to be smart and strong. One day I'm human and I care. I want to have friend, other days I want to train and just be someone I'm not. But the thing is, the person I'm not is the person who I am. Those few days I wanted a break from the palace was so I could work out who or what I was and you wouldn't give it to me. So I trained, but that didn't help me because while I was trying to become Super Saiyan I wanted to cry, I wanted to laugh and I wanted to scream. I don't know what keeps me from going insane or if I'm not already nuts. I swear, you couldn't last one day being me. If I ever find out who made me a Saiyan I'll hurt them!"

"Why do you assume you were turned Saiyan?" asked the king gently. He didn't know much with emotions, but he knew about wars, and the poor thing was fighting herself.

"Because not only was I not a Saiyan when I was a child, I did my own research. And… because, I… I found the files Vegeta,"

"Files?"

"Yes, the ones you used for DNA arranging. You know like how you altered wolfs into dogs? (A/N: Peoples say wolves got turned into what we now know as domestic dogs, well, I thought it would be cool to blame the Saiyan race, cool ne?) I know you're capable of DNA re-arranging so I know that's how it happened,"

"What are you talking about? Bardock said he stopped those years ago!"

"Bardock? Well thanks to you I can't ask him about it know can I?"

"Princess, I'm sorry. Um… I'll give you a ship, you can take any three elites and seven other people to go on a trip to Earth, maybe Kakkorot knows something of his fathers business."

"I doubt it, he's a moron, but I'll have any excuse to go back home,"

Vegeta looked at the girl he once new. "Bluma – " he asked.

She glared at him with eyes so dark, yet were still the colour of a blue ocean. "What?" she spat.

"I want to go with you," he asked.

"Why? Do you feel bad? Is that is? Because if that's why I want to know. I don't want you come either!!"

"No. I just… I'd miss… You'd… I want to train with you. Yeah. And I want to see Kakkorot too. Okay?"

"Fine. I'm going home…"

TG: Aww! How cute. I'm going to get around to writing another chapter soon. I'm working on a really cute one about Pan and Vegeta (not like that, he is her FRIEND) so maybe I'll get back into the swing of things.