If I was only someone else
By TrunksForever_gurl
Disclaimer: Must I say it? What's the point? You know it, so I won't write it. A/U and B/V. Rated R
Chapter 1
Bulma raked her fingers through her hair as she tried to fix the generator. One of the Elite Saiyan soldiers tried to maneuver the ground vehicle unit through a sharp corner and crashed it into the electrical generator that generated electricity for the mess hall in the main building where the Elite soldiers lived. The soldier was executed shortly before Bulma came to fix the wrecked generator.
As she was ready to test and see if the generator worked, she felt a quick tap on her left shoulder. Bulma spun around and took off her goggles. "Hey, do you know you're not allowed in this area while I work? I could have been testing and the whole thing could have blown up in your face!" She screeched at the stranger. The stranger looked at her oddly then cleared his throat.
" For a daughter who says she cares for her father, she sure does have a great way of showing it." He said. She threw her arms around him.
" Oh my gosh! I thought you were still on planet Verna working on that project you were talking about." Bulma said, leading them both to their home.
Jenjei looked at his daughter. She was growing into such a beautiful young woman. He remembered times when she would run around in circles, singing songs as loud as she could as he worked on top-secret work for King Vegeta, though it now didn't seem so long ago.
He had been gone for almost two years because the King wanted to make Planet Verna an ally. So King Vegeta sent his top scientist, Jenjei to build them a structure the made them capable of space travel (The Vernians were not very advanced in technology.). He had not even made any contact with Bulma in those two years of absence.
He looked his young daughter over. She was eighteen years old, and already she would be one a father would start to worry about when she was off alone in the cities or near soldier barracks. Her aqua hair cascaded down her back, put into a braid that twisted into a bun. She was tall, with creamy white skin that looked like just the slightest touch would smear the color. She wore simple Saiyan clothing consisting of a blue shirt made of spandex material and baggy black pants with boots that went halfway to her knees. Any unmated Saiyan man would go after her. Jenjei had to make sure that this would not happen. Or at least, not yet. He had plans for her.
" So, I see that you've grown up since I have last seen you." Jenjei said as she placed a large mug of spirit wine ( normal red wine with a drop of the blood of an enemy) and sat down opposite of him.
" Well what else did you expect me to do? Sit around and wait for my father to come home, then begin to mature?" she said teasingly. He smiled. Yes, it was his daughter all right. Her usual good-natured self.
" Well, I was a bit worried. You're almost nineteen and, well, that's the age you may have a Saiyan mate." Jenjei said. Bulma frowned.
" Well, you don't have to worry about me. I can fight, I've sparred with soldiers countless times." Bulma said.
" True, but still. You never know who might sneak up behind you one night and bite your neck." Jenjei said. Bulma fidgeted in her seat.
" I can't help it if that happens. I'll just have to knock the guy out before he comes near me." Bulma said. Jenjei shook his head, as if to say 'I give up.'
" Anyway, I've just come back from the palace," Jenjei said. Bulma's eyes narrowed.
" What did they make you do there, father." She said quietly. Bulma hated the palace. She had her reasons. When she was fifteen years old, Jenjei took her there to help him with some work he was doing and some of the guards thought they could have a little 'fun' with her. Luckily, Jenjei walked in just in time to knock the men out. Ever since then, Bulma steered clear of the palace.
" The King didn't make me do anything. He just wanted a report on what I did there and if the contract was signed. By the way, I caught a glimpse of Prince Vegeta." Jenjei said. Bulma's eyes sparked at the sound of his name. She had heard of his reputation with the other Saiyans, and of how he could beat any Saiyan to the death with only a couple of punches.
" And why would he be any concern of you or me?" she asked icily.
" Well, I was told he was turning twenty." Jenjei said.
" Your information is of no concern to me."
" He was curious when King Vegeta asked how you were getting along and asked about who you were. I said that I haven't seen you in two years, so I have absolutely no idea what you even looked like now and, uh, well, they've asked us both to dinner at the palace."
" They what?! And you accepted didn't you?" Bulma snapped.
*~*Flashback to palace scene*~*
" So how is that daughter of yours, Jenjei. I hear that she's quite the beauty." King Vegeta said, beckoning Jenjei to sit down in front of him. Prince Vegeta sat down in the chair next to his father.
" You have a daughter? I never knew that." Prince Vegeta spoke out.
" Yes. Bulma is her name. She's going to be turning nineteen soon. She works out of palace grounds fixing things that break down. Or at least, that was what she was doing before I left for Planet Verna." Jenjei said.
" Ah yes. You're probably worried some drunk Saiyan male will take advantage of her some night when she is at some outing with her friends." King Vegeta said. Jenjei nodded.
" Can you tell me more about your daughter?" Prince Vegeta inquired.
" To tell you the truth, I haven't seen her since I left two years ago. I have no idea what she looks like or what her personality is now that she has aged two years. I've made no contact with her, as you must understand the circumstances I was put in."
" Of course, those Vernians have no sense of technology anywhere in their brains. It's amazing though that they are so powerful, but yet as peaceful as those despicable humans on Planet Chikyuu." Prince Vegeta said.
" Then I must invite you to dinner with us. I think there is suppose to be a party tonight. I don't really remember." King Vegeta said, getting up. Jenjei also got up.
" Well, I don't know. Bulma isn't too fond of the palace and she stays away from crowds of people." Jenjei said.
" Oh pshaw. She will be treated with the highest respect." The King said, clapping his hand on Jenjei's back. He then averted his eyes at the prince who was getting out of his seat. " And I expect that even royalty will treat her with the same respect they would give me."
*~* End of flashback. Back to present *~*
" So you're saying that we pretty much are forced to this dinner with the King? What else can I say? I'll get ready." Bulma said silently, stomping out of the room.
I know, a really short chapter. But, hey, it's kind of like a prologue to the rest of the story. What's going to happen at the dinner in the palace? Will Prince Vegeta do something? Why is he so interested in her? Who knows? Read on!
By TrunksForever_gurl
Disclaimer: Must I say it? What's the point? You know it, so I won't write it. A/U and B/V. Rated R
Chapter 1
Bulma raked her fingers through her hair as she tried to fix the generator. One of the Elite Saiyan soldiers tried to maneuver the ground vehicle unit through a sharp corner and crashed it into the electrical generator that generated electricity for the mess hall in the main building where the Elite soldiers lived. The soldier was executed shortly before Bulma came to fix the wrecked generator.
As she was ready to test and see if the generator worked, she felt a quick tap on her left shoulder. Bulma spun around and took off her goggles. "Hey, do you know you're not allowed in this area while I work? I could have been testing and the whole thing could have blown up in your face!" She screeched at the stranger. The stranger looked at her oddly then cleared his throat.
" For a daughter who says she cares for her father, she sure does have a great way of showing it." He said. She threw her arms around him.
" Oh my gosh! I thought you were still on planet Verna working on that project you were talking about." Bulma said, leading them both to their home.
Jenjei looked at his daughter. She was growing into such a beautiful young woman. He remembered times when she would run around in circles, singing songs as loud as she could as he worked on top-secret work for King Vegeta, though it now didn't seem so long ago.
He had been gone for almost two years because the King wanted to make Planet Verna an ally. So King Vegeta sent his top scientist, Jenjei to build them a structure the made them capable of space travel (The Vernians were not very advanced in technology.). He had not even made any contact with Bulma in those two years of absence.
He looked his young daughter over. She was eighteen years old, and already she would be one a father would start to worry about when she was off alone in the cities or near soldier barracks. Her aqua hair cascaded down her back, put into a braid that twisted into a bun. She was tall, with creamy white skin that looked like just the slightest touch would smear the color. She wore simple Saiyan clothing consisting of a blue shirt made of spandex material and baggy black pants with boots that went halfway to her knees. Any unmated Saiyan man would go after her. Jenjei had to make sure that this would not happen. Or at least, not yet. He had plans for her.
" So, I see that you've grown up since I have last seen you." Jenjei said as she placed a large mug of spirit wine ( normal red wine with a drop of the blood of an enemy) and sat down opposite of him.
" Well what else did you expect me to do? Sit around and wait for my father to come home, then begin to mature?" she said teasingly. He smiled. Yes, it was his daughter all right. Her usual good-natured self.
" Well, I was a bit worried. You're almost nineteen and, well, that's the age you may have a Saiyan mate." Jenjei said. Bulma frowned.
" Well, you don't have to worry about me. I can fight, I've sparred with soldiers countless times." Bulma said.
" True, but still. You never know who might sneak up behind you one night and bite your neck." Jenjei said. Bulma fidgeted in her seat.
" I can't help it if that happens. I'll just have to knock the guy out before he comes near me." Bulma said. Jenjei shook his head, as if to say 'I give up.'
" Anyway, I've just come back from the palace," Jenjei said. Bulma's eyes narrowed.
" What did they make you do there, father." She said quietly. Bulma hated the palace. She had her reasons. When she was fifteen years old, Jenjei took her there to help him with some work he was doing and some of the guards thought they could have a little 'fun' with her. Luckily, Jenjei walked in just in time to knock the men out. Ever since then, Bulma steered clear of the palace.
" The King didn't make me do anything. He just wanted a report on what I did there and if the contract was signed. By the way, I caught a glimpse of Prince Vegeta." Jenjei said. Bulma's eyes sparked at the sound of his name. She had heard of his reputation with the other Saiyans, and of how he could beat any Saiyan to the death with only a couple of punches.
" And why would he be any concern of you or me?" she asked icily.
" Well, I was told he was turning twenty." Jenjei said.
" Your information is of no concern to me."
" He was curious when King Vegeta asked how you were getting along and asked about who you were. I said that I haven't seen you in two years, so I have absolutely no idea what you even looked like now and, uh, well, they've asked us both to dinner at the palace."
" They what?! And you accepted didn't you?" Bulma snapped.
*~*Flashback to palace scene*~*
" So how is that daughter of yours, Jenjei. I hear that she's quite the beauty." King Vegeta said, beckoning Jenjei to sit down in front of him. Prince Vegeta sat down in the chair next to his father.
" You have a daughter? I never knew that." Prince Vegeta spoke out.
" Yes. Bulma is her name. She's going to be turning nineteen soon. She works out of palace grounds fixing things that break down. Or at least, that was what she was doing before I left for Planet Verna." Jenjei said.
" Ah yes. You're probably worried some drunk Saiyan male will take advantage of her some night when she is at some outing with her friends." King Vegeta said. Jenjei nodded.
" Can you tell me more about your daughter?" Prince Vegeta inquired.
" To tell you the truth, I haven't seen her since I left two years ago. I have no idea what she looks like or what her personality is now that she has aged two years. I've made no contact with her, as you must understand the circumstances I was put in."
" Of course, those Vernians have no sense of technology anywhere in their brains. It's amazing though that they are so powerful, but yet as peaceful as those despicable humans on Planet Chikyuu." Prince Vegeta said.
" Then I must invite you to dinner with us. I think there is suppose to be a party tonight. I don't really remember." King Vegeta said, getting up. Jenjei also got up.
" Well, I don't know. Bulma isn't too fond of the palace and she stays away from crowds of people." Jenjei said.
" Oh pshaw. She will be treated with the highest respect." The King said, clapping his hand on Jenjei's back. He then averted his eyes at the prince who was getting out of his seat. " And I expect that even royalty will treat her with the same respect they would give me."
*~* End of flashback. Back to present *~*
" So you're saying that we pretty much are forced to this dinner with the King? What else can I say? I'll get ready." Bulma said silently, stomping out of the room.
I know, a really short chapter. But, hey, it's kind of like a prologue to the rest of the story. What's going to happen at the dinner in the palace? Will Prince Vegeta do something? Why is he so interested in her? Who knows? Read on!
