Disclaimer: I own my new laptop that I got for Christmas, but my parents forgot to throw in DBZ! Darn I guess that's what birthdays are for.

A/N: Pan0gwen IM'ed me the other day and motivated me to finally update so everyone can thank her plus all my wonderful reviewers * hears crowd cheer *! I made it a little longer since I haven't updated for a while, but it's not too much longer. Anyway I think I kept you waiting long enough on with the story....

Bulma woke up with a scowl to the sound of knocking on her door. She jumped up, and got quite a shock to she wasn't in her own bed.

The events of the previous nights finally popped in her head. I better answer that door she thought as she jumped out of bed, as she seemed to remember she had a certain sparring match with a prince and she was going to teach him a lesson she did a little Bulma dance of victory until the knocking on the door grew louder.

Bulma finally opened the door to see the saiyan elite that had been with her little "friend" (remember Rakmedah in chapter two).

He stood tall with a calm, but impatient demeanor if he wasn't any thing like his friend she could call him handsome, his light brown eyes, and dark hair that hung down to his shoulders in spiky manor that all saiyans hair seem to posses with two little strands of hair hanging in front of his eyes (think Miara Trunks bangs) he was muscular and stood a full three inches taller than her.

"Bulma," he looked down at his feet then looked up at her. Bulma snapped out of her trance to look at his face, was he afraid to look at her?!?!

" Hey," she said as she gently cradled his chin and brought his eyes to meet hers. He looked at her in a shy asking manner. There eyes connected they were curious. Was this her prince charming?

~

Vegeta was pacing in the sparring room that woman was suppose to be here fifteen minutes ago.

Kenato had been sent to get her, of all his men he knew that Kenato would not take advantage of her, yet there he was twenty minutes later, and there was no woman in sight. A knock came from the door.

Prince Vegeta put on his usual scowl, and walked regally and, painfully slow to the door. Hey if he prince of all saiyans had to wait she would to.

He stood in front of the royal training door. " You may enter," his gruff voice called out. The door slowly opened to reveal he blue hair beauty, and one of his new best elite since his other was on "vacation."

" Kenato," he said staring at him menacingly, "what is the meaning of being late?"

Kenato bowed to his prince, "I am very sorry your highness it took a while for the lady to answer he door,"

"It is fine Kenato I'm sure the elites could use some target practice," Kenato looked at the ground he had failed his prince.

"Kenato I will accept your failure this time, but if it happens again I will find someone more," he paused for effect, " befitting for the job."

"Hey," Bulma practically screamed, "you shouldn't treat him like that,"

Vegeta looked at her a brief startled expression crossed his eyes, and Kenato was paralyzed from shock. His startled expression soon turned to a glare. Who was this woman to think she could get away with telling him what to do?!?!

"Kenato out now!" Vegeta screamed at the now confused Kenato how could that woman speak like that to his prince and not get severely punished.

He finally came to his senses when Prince Vegeta started powering up his red aura whipping around in his anger.

Bulma got angry, "Who do you think you are?!?!" she shouted her fiery blue aura growing with her impatience.

Kenato ran out this fight would be great to watch just not close enough to where he would be killed. After Kenato left things heated up.

Bulma lunged at Vegeta feeling every muscle in her body move fluently she gracefully landed a right hook on Vegeta's face.

Her rage fueled her movement her body danced to an ancient melody that she felt was unlocked inside of her this was where she belonged, fighting with him just seemed so right.

His head was forced to the side by the weight of her blow how could that woman be so strong, and him not of heard of her before.

He felt wetness on his trickle down from the top of his cheek. Was that blood? Vegeta launched his animalistic side taking over as he kneed Bulma in the stomach.

After that hey started matching each other blow for blow, each having the upper hand at sometime. Having the raw energy of fighting someone that was as close to there equal as they had ever seen.

~

Sei looked at her husband laying in that dream filled sleep that usually came after his visions such as the one he had had last night.

She dabbed the cloth into the water basin, and dipped it on his forehead. He stirred throwing some of his covers off of him. When had it been the last time he had had a vision like this, and had shared it with her?

Ah, she remembered it had been a few years she unconsciously rang out the cloth. He had dreamed of a boy that looked much like him, so he had figured it was their son.

In his dark brown eyes blue ones were reflected. Soon his son had disappeared, and the only thing that was there were those piercing blue eyes that had turned into a young woman blurred so you could not see her features just a distinctive blue coloring.

The prince had been there he had looked at her with such a soulful look. She had reached out, that angel, but the prince had turned crossed his arms and dismissed her.

She had fallen started crying, the bite marks on her shoulder clearly visible.

When she had looked away you could hear Vegeta's thoughts, "I just can't let anything happen to you," he had turned and walked away without looking back.

You could still see her piercing blue eyes yet they seemed somewhat sadder. She rose up into the sky wings sprung out from both sides when she rose to look down upon a battlefield, a ray of moonlight shot down gently from the sky on a befallen prince bloodied and bruised.

A tear had fallen from those eyes reflected in that tear was a smirking Freiza. Her head rose high as she let out a yell of rage her hair turned metallic silver, and fell down in spikes, but her eyes, those eyes were still that piercing blue.

Seic laid her head on her husband's chest, and closed her eyes, and drifted to sleep. A flash back of the eyes popped into her head, was she dreaming?

Bulma was there she was looking down until Sei approached her, when she looked up Sei gasped, they were the same eyes in the vision. Sei looked at her, Bulma blinked and held out her hand to her she jumped up her wings spread flying upward.

She stopped in the middle of the sky infront of the moon. Her arms were held up and crossed towards the sky, and her feet hung crossed at the ankles her hair spilling down to her waist loosely curled.

The moon was behind her the crest of Vegeta-sei flashed in it. Sei noticed she was on a high cliff. "Are you the queen Bulma, the one who will save us?" Bulma smiled, the wind blowing her hair in the occasional breeze.

Sei tried to reach out, and touch her, but the ground underneath her began to shake. She ended up slipping and falling off the cliff down into the dark abyss.

She tried as hard as she could to fly, but she was helpless. Just as soon as she thought all hope was lost Bulma came darting down from the sky, and grabbed her hand.

A warmth filled Seic' body as Bulma carried her upwards. A fuzzy feeling was forming on her back. With a great sense of relief filled her when she felt wings sprout from her back.

She looked at her reflection in the lake her wings spread out, she gasped a little at the sight of them.

"You have been a great assistance, maybe together we will save them," she looked at Sei, "We are very much alike, always remember third class is just a title, but what is a title if empty?" She tilted her head in a questioning manor.

"I understand," Seic said looking at Bulma, those blue eyes piercing her putting her in a trance.

She pulled Seic an arms length away and gently touched her forehead a light started to glow around her slender hands, "Listen to your heart, does it speak with words?" Bulma hung there for a second "Never forget that," then she flew off in one graceful movement into the night sky.

Sei stood there for awhile, she touched the right side of her chest, "My heart what does it tell me?" the wind came in, and pushed her hair back from her face she tilted her head up to the sun.

"Sei, Sei, Seichilenia," came the distant soft gruff voice.

"Bardock, I .I know the queen," She laid her head down on his chest "Just..tired,"

"Go to sleep," Bardock urged, "I will be here when you wake" It had been a shock the first night he had slept with her to find out that he had passed the ability to her.

Hers were just somehow different her dreams were not a direct interpretation of the future. People in her dreams could see her she could talk to them.

~

Bulma wiped the blood from her brow every pore of her body was open breathing in the new life. She had finally stormed out on Vegeta because her new saiyan appetite needed attending to.

She heard her stomach growl again. She was in the middle of the saiyan cafeteria, and she had a big problem.

Exactly which cafeteria was she suppose to go in when she wasn't with Sei! Bulma stood in the center of the hall for at least thirty minutes, before Vegeta showed up.

"Now you wish you weren't so eager to run away from our little sparring match, huh?" he said arrogantly

She tilted her head "Lead the way my prince," she said through clenched teeth.

"Gladly," he walked a little ways until he came to the royal, and elite section, " since you CLAIM to have no recollection of your previous life, and your fight is relatively fair," she growled at this part," you will be known as an elite unless I decide differently.

Bulma was jumping up, and down at this inside, outside she showed no emotion, but she was 99 percent sure that she was the only human to become a saiyan Elite.

Ah wait until he finds out I am part human. Her thoughts were soon diverted when her nose picked up the unmistakable smell of food.

~

Bulma and Vegeta were walking, about to go there separate ways when Bardock, and Sei come storming into the hall, "Prince Vegeta," Bardock said bowing before his prince.

" Princess Bulma," Sei said bowing to the one woman she would gladly give her allegiance to. Unfortunately Vegeta was not to happy about that

"What," Vegeta practically screamed at the top of his lungs, causing almost everyone to stare at him

"Explain," he said somewhat calmer.

"Prince Vegeta if you don't mind my suggestion, I think we should get out of view."

Vegeta nodded in agreement. Vegeta took them to the meeting chamber connected to his room. There they explained the visions to Vegeta and Bulma who were both a little shocked.

" You mean to tell me," he stopped "I would never sleep with that wretched woman let alone let her become my mate,"

Secretly Vegeta couldn't think of anyone better, she was strong, graceful, and beautiful. Vegeta scowled he did not nor would he ever need a mate.

"Same goes for me," Bulma chimed in.

Sei sighed how were the two most stubborn people suppose to get together if they were so dead set against it. Maybe telling them had been a mistake.

Had it been a dream no it was real she could still feel the wings still hear Bulma's word crisp and fresh in her mind maybe that was it Bulma had said, "Listen to your heart, does it speak with words?"

Maybe that was what her and Vegeta would have to learn. There words they had spoken maybe those were as empty as her title.

She hoped so, she would hate to think she had killed the entire saiyan race off.

"Although I am doubtful of the woman and I mating your visions have never been wrong before, and I can and will change my destiny," was Vegeta's gruff reply, "Send a batch of my space pods we four will leave in two hours on our course to Earth,"

"Earth," Bulma's voice cracked, "you mean the Earth," "Yes, woman What else do you think I'd be talking about," he gave Bulma a strange look. This would be fun she thought sarcastically.

A/N: I'll never know if you liked I if you don't review or if you didn't like it or if you have suggestions this time of the year is always busy so if it seems like I'm making up a lot of excuses you have no idea sorry for the delay, and I hope to have a new chapter out soon!

~Review

***New Ads***

Title: Wishing for Recognition story id: 1061430

Author:Snowmiss2222 Couple:V/B Summary: B/V Okay, so maybe Goku didn't get wished back before the Sayains arrived. Bulma whishes herself to be a Sayain and chaos insues... Yamcha takes advantage of Bulma after a fight and gets back at her with full force. Some OCCness.

My view: Another wish fic where Bulma's a saiyan if you like my fic you will probably like hers the OCCness can be weird but I guess it's for the greater good of the story!

New addiction Marci woo hoo!

Author: Marci

Title:Remember me

Couple: V/B

Summary:Chapter 3* B/V Bulma is deathly afraid of your's truly ( extremely OOC-at first) but will that all change when she'd trapped aboard a ship with him for an entire year? R/R ENJOY

My view: awesome fic I don't like OCCness but hers is not bad at all this is a wonderful read!

Title: Love in the Strangest Places

Couple V/B

Summary: *Chapter Nine!* B/V CC/G 18/K A/U Woo! Bulma and Chi-Chi find they have the same fate and are sent to boarding school for their high school senior years. But little do they know what awaits them there...R/R!! Rating will change later.

My view: awesome I love it when they don't take the guys saiyan heritage away but always seem to give powers to Krillian

~That's it for now, now get on your butt and review