Disclaimer: Akira Toriyama does NOT own MY DBZ..fanfic, but he does own all
the characters in my fanfic and the actual show. *Grumbles*
Chapter 1
Bulma lifted the first thing that she could find, which happened to be a very unfortunate servant and chucked him out the 6th story window. Before he could even reach the ground, or suffocate from the air pressure, she shot a ki beam through his heart. After she killed 3 more servants and 5 guards she started to calm down. 'How could they do this to me!'
~*^*~*^*~Flashback~*^*~*^*~
"Bulma dear come here please." King Briefs (I don't know his first name besides it sounds better this way, trust me) voice came over the intercom.
"Coming." She skipped to the throne room. Bulma knocked once and entered. "Yes dad?"
"We have some good news sweetie!" The Queen squealed.
"There's going to be a tournament held in about one year from now. Young men your age will come from all over the universe to compete." The King explained.
"Why what's it for?"
"Well you see Bulma you're getting to an age when you will be considered a woman-"
"But I'm only 15 Dad!"
"Yes but you know as well as I do that you will be a woman when you turn 16. The final round contestants will go against you. And if they can beat you then they will marry you."
Bulma gapped at her parents with disbelief. "I will do no such thing!"
"It is my word therefore it is law." The King said.
"I don't give a **** what you say! There's no way in Hades that I will marry!" Bulma flew out the doors, killed the guards on the way out, and searched for something to throw out the window.
~*^*~*^*~End~*^*~*^*~
'How dare they try to pick a mate for me?!' Bulma hated the idea of an arranged mate. She didn't like the idea of being married to someone who only wanted her because she was a princess of a very powerful empire.
There was a knock on the door. "GO AWAY!"
The door opened to reveal the Queen standing in the doorway. "I said go away. There's nothing you can say."
"Oh honey, I know what you're going through."
"How can you possible begin to even fathom how I feel?"
"Because that's how I met your father."
"What?"
"There was a tournament in my name when I turned 16. Your father was so handsome. I HATED him when I first met him."
Bulma gasped. "I thought."
"I do love him." Bulma look disgusted at the word 'love'. Being known as a cold hearted Princess means you're expected to. She had a reputation to up hold. "Yes Bulma I do love your father and yes there is such a thing called love. When I met him I instantly despised him. He came here all grand, he was a noble of Vegetasei. After a while I came to love him. And when it came for my time to fight him I gave him my all. Not that I didn't want to marry your father but because I wanted him to have a challenge. Besides it's against the law to hold back. Remember that, no matter how you feel you must never hold back. It is the ultimate disgrace. But don't worry princess, you'll find love."
"I will never love." Bulma's thoughts wondered towards Yamcha.
The Queen winked. "You'll probably change your tune when you see all the young men that came to win you."
Bulma became angered by the word 'win'. "I'm not a prize to be won!"
"It's the law."
"I'm tired of these dumb laws. When I become queen I will rid us of these frivolous laws."
"You can't just get rid of laws. Many nobles will try to rise against you. Most of them are very traditional, they like the old ways."
"Let them try, I will kill them all. I never liked those pricks anyways." Bulma muttered the last part. The Queen kissed her on the head and rose gracefully from the bed.
"There will a banquet for all the young men that will be here for the tournament."
Bulma raised an eyebrow. "Why are they here so early?"
"So that they can train. Get to know you." Bulma hmph'd.
"They will never know me."
"Whatever you say dear." She giggled and left the room.
Bulma rolled her eyes. 'Parents!' "Chichi, 18 come here." She ordered over the intercom.
18 and Chichi looked at each other. Whatever it was it must have really upset her. Bulma almost never (I know that's incorrect but it sounds good so go with it) ordered them around, even though 18 and Chichi were guards. Not that Bulma needed guards, but just in case. Which means basically they're just there for looks. They were her friends, she never treated them other wise.
"Yes Bulma?"18 and Chichi asked.
"Do you know what my parents did?!"
"No, what?"
"There arranging a tournament in my name, and the winner, that is if there is one, is to be wed to me!"
"What?" Chichi gasped.
"What do you mean if there is one?" 18 asked.
"The finalist has to go up against me." Bulma smirked. Chichi and 18 grinned evilly. Bulma was the strongest person on the planet by far.
"Then you don't have anything to worry about really." Chichi sounded hopeful.
"Yeah I guess your right. It was just the principle of it that's all." Bulma hopped off her bed. "There's a banquet tonight, should I wear my sliver I-want-to-look-elegant dress or my blue you-can-look-but-don't-touch dress?"
"You definitely what them to get the message so you should wear the blue one." 18 advised.
"Blue most definitely." Chichi agreed.
"Blue it is then." Bulma held the dress up to her and twirled around. "Eat you heart out boys."
)(())(
Vegeta killed the nearest person to him, which happen to be a servant. He lined up all the dispensable servants and killed them off one by one. After a few minutes of 'target practice' he calmed down. '**** you father!'
~*^*~*^*~Flashback~*^*~*^*~
"Brat!" King Vegeta's voice came over the intercom.
"What do you want old man?!"
"Get your lazy *** down here NOW!"
Vegeta muttered obscenities under his breath and proceeded to the throne room. He burst through the doors. "What the **** do you want?"
"You're to go to Taimersa to compete in the tournament."
"And why would I want to do that?"
"So you can wed the Princess."
"WHAT! Wed some alien!"
"She's half saya-jin."
"I don't give a ****!"
"I don't care if you give a **** or not brat. You will do what you're told!"
"When I kill you it will be painful and slow old man!"
"Keep on dreaming brat! Pack you leave in one hour."
"One hour! You wait until the last minute to tell me!"
"Oops it must have slipped my mind." King Vegeta shrugged. Vegeta was furious 'He's doing this on purpose!' He needed to blow up something, Vegeta scanned the room until he came across something shiny. He smirked and pointed a ki blast at the throne, the gold melted into a puddle on the floor.
"Brat that's the fifth one this month!"
"Kiss my *** old man!" Vegeta stormed out of the room in search for something to kill.
~*^*~*^*~End~*^*~*^*~
"Kakarott, Krillin get your sorry ***es down in here!" Vegeta shouted over the intercom.
Krillin and Kakarott glanced nervously at each other. Even though Vegeta was really cruel, he always treated them as equals. The only time he ordered them around is when King Vegeta does something to P.O. him.
"What the king do now, Vegeta?" Krillin asked.
"He's making me inter some tournament!"
"What's so bad about that?" Kakarott asked.
"The winner is to be wed to the Princess!"
"What!" Krillin and Karkarott yelled in unison.
"And I have to leave for Taimersa in less than an hour!"
"Hey, Taimersa, I've heard of that." Kakarott scratched the back of his head.
"Yeah so have I." Krillin agreed. "Is that Princess Bulma?"
"I dunno why?"
"Because they say she is the most beautiful woman in all the galaxies."
"Really?"
"Yeah and they say she is the strongest woman on the whole planet."
Vegeta rubbed his chin in thought. "Maybe this will be interesting. Kakarrot, Krillin pack your things, you two are coming with me."
)(())(
Bulma straightened her dress one last time before going into the ball room. She gave Chichi and 18 a nod, they pushed the doors open.
"All bow to your Princess." Bulma gracefully floated down the stairs. She looked around at all the kneeling young men. She glared sharply at one boy, a boy who wasn't bowing. Vegeta smirked and gave her a if-you-think-I'll- bow-think-again look. Bulma flashed him a gorgeous smile 'We'll see about that, Prince.' Vegeta took a second to notice how beautiful she was. Bulma was wearing a blue dress that matched her eyes. It had a piece of cloth that covered her chest and exposed most of her stomach except her bellybutton which was hidden behind a strip of cloth that connected the top with the skirt. The skirt started low and tight it brushed the floor, it had splits that went up to her thighs. 'She's gorgeous. What Kakarott said was an understatement.' But Kakarott really wasn't paying attention to Bulma, his eyes was on Chichi. Chichi decided on wearing her favorite armor. It was white trimmed with maroon. The breast plate stopped short, showing off her abs. She wore a more stylish than protective thin maroon spandex. 'Wow.' All Krillin could see was 18. Just like Chichi, 18 also wore her favorite armor. It was white trimmed in yellow, under it was sheer yellow spandex.
Bulma sauntered over to her seat. "You may rise." The guys stood up, rubbing their sore knees. Bulma sat down and the young men followed suit. The whole thing was pretty boring, Bulma spent her time listening to all the competitors vowing to win the tournament. She nearly fell asleep by the time dessert came. As soon as everyone was done eating she asked to be excused. The room filled with the sound of chairs scrapping, all the men stood, with the exception of Vegeta, as Bulma, Chichi, and 18 walked out. Before walking out of the room Bulma flashed Vegeta a wicked grin. Vegeta raised an eyebrow. 'What is she up to?'
Chapter 1
Bulma lifted the first thing that she could find, which happened to be a very unfortunate servant and chucked him out the 6th story window. Before he could even reach the ground, or suffocate from the air pressure, she shot a ki beam through his heart. After she killed 3 more servants and 5 guards she started to calm down. 'How could they do this to me!'
~*^*~*^*~Flashback~*^*~*^*~
"Bulma dear come here please." King Briefs (I don't know his first name besides it sounds better this way, trust me) voice came over the intercom.
"Coming." She skipped to the throne room. Bulma knocked once and entered. "Yes dad?"
"We have some good news sweetie!" The Queen squealed.
"There's going to be a tournament held in about one year from now. Young men your age will come from all over the universe to compete." The King explained.
"Why what's it for?"
"Well you see Bulma you're getting to an age when you will be considered a woman-"
"But I'm only 15 Dad!"
"Yes but you know as well as I do that you will be a woman when you turn 16. The final round contestants will go against you. And if they can beat you then they will marry you."
Bulma gapped at her parents with disbelief. "I will do no such thing!"
"It is my word therefore it is law." The King said.
"I don't give a **** what you say! There's no way in Hades that I will marry!" Bulma flew out the doors, killed the guards on the way out, and searched for something to throw out the window.
~*^*~*^*~End~*^*~*^*~
'How dare they try to pick a mate for me?!' Bulma hated the idea of an arranged mate. She didn't like the idea of being married to someone who only wanted her because she was a princess of a very powerful empire.
There was a knock on the door. "GO AWAY!"
The door opened to reveal the Queen standing in the doorway. "I said go away. There's nothing you can say."
"Oh honey, I know what you're going through."
"How can you possible begin to even fathom how I feel?"
"Because that's how I met your father."
"What?"
"There was a tournament in my name when I turned 16. Your father was so handsome. I HATED him when I first met him."
Bulma gasped. "I thought."
"I do love him." Bulma look disgusted at the word 'love'. Being known as a cold hearted Princess means you're expected to. She had a reputation to up hold. "Yes Bulma I do love your father and yes there is such a thing called love. When I met him I instantly despised him. He came here all grand, he was a noble of Vegetasei. After a while I came to love him. And when it came for my time to fight him I gave him my all. Not that I didn't want to marry your father but because I wanted him to have a challenge. Besides it's against the law to hold back. Remember that, no matter how you feel you must never hold back. It is the ultimate disgrace. But don't worry princess, you'll find love."
"I will never love." Bulma's thoughts wondered towards Yamcha.
The Queen winked. "You'll probably change your tune when you see all the young men that came to win you."
Bulma became angered by the word 'win'. "I'm not a prize to be won!"
"It's the law."
"I'm tired of these dumb laws. When I become queen I will rid us of these frivolous laws."
"You can't just get rid of laws. Many nobles will try to rise against you. Most of them are very traditional, they like the old ways."
"Let them try, I will kill them all. I never liked those pricks anyways." Bulma muttered the last part. The Queen kissed her on the head and rose gracefully from the bed.
"There will a banquet for all the young men that will be here for the tournament."
Bulma raised an eyebrow. "Why are they here so early?"
"So that they can train. Get to know you." Bulma hmph'd.
"They will never know me."
"Whatever you say dear." She giggled and left the room.
Bulma rolled her eyes. 'Parents!' "Chichi, 18 come here." She ordered over the intercom.
18 and Chichi looked at each other. Whatever it was it must have really upset her. Bulma almost never (I know that's incorrect but it sounds good so go with it) ordered them around, even though 18 and Chichi were guards. Not that Bulma needed guards, but just in case. Which means basically they're just there for looks. They were her friends, she never treated them other wise.
"Yes Bulma?"18 and Chichi asked.
"Do you know what my parents did?!"
"No, what?"
"There arranging a tournament in my name, and the winner, that is if there is one, is to be wed to me!"
"What?" Chichi gasped.
"What do you mean if there is one?" 18 asked.
"The finalist has to go up against me." Bulma smirked. Chichi and 18 grinned evilly. Bulma was the strongest person on the planet by far.
"Then you don't have anything to worry about really." Chichi sounded hopeful.
"Yeah I guess your right. It was just the principle of it that's all." Bulma hopped off her bed. "There's a banquet tonight, should I wear my sliver I-want-to-look-elegant dress or my blue you-can-look-but-don't-touch dress?"
"You definitely what them to get the message so you should wear the blue one." 18 advised.
"Blue most definitely." Chichi agreed.
"Blue it is then." Bulma held the dress up to her and twirled around. "Eat you heart out boys."
)(())(
Vegeta killed the nearest person to him, which happen to be a servant. He lined up all the dispensable servants and killed them off one by one. After a few minutes of 'target practice' he calmed down. '**** you father!'
~*^*~*^*~Flashback~*^*~*^*~
"Brat!" King Vegeta's voice came over the intercom.
"What do you want old man?!"
"Get your lazy *** down here NOW!"
Vegeta muttered obscenities under his breath and proceeded to the throne room. He burst through the doors. "What the **** do you want?"
"You're to go to Taimersa to compete in the tournament."
"And why would I want to do that?"
"So you can wed the Princess."
"WHAT! Wed some alien!"
"She's half saya-jin."
"I don't give a ****!"
"I don't care if you give a **** or not brat. You will do what you're told!"
"When I kill you it will be painful and slow old man!"
"Keep on dreaming brat! Pack you leave in one hour."
"One hour! You wait until the last minute to tell me!"
"Oops it must have slipped my mind." King Vegeta shrugged. Vegeta was furious 'He's doing this on purpose!' He needed to blow up something, Vegeta scanned the room until he came across something shiny. He smirked and pointed a ki blast at the throne, the gold melted into a puddle on the floor.
"Brat that's the fifth one this month!"
"Kiss my *** old man!" Vegeta stormed out of the room in search for something to kill.
~*^*~*^*~End~*^*~*^*~
"Kakarott, Krillin get your sorry ***es down in here!" Vegeta shouted over the intercom.
Krillin and Kakarott glanced nervously at each other. Even though Vegeta was really cruel, he always treated them as equals. The only time he ordered them around is when King Vegeta does something to P.O. him.
"What the king do now, Vegeta?" Krillin asked.
"He's making me inter some tournament!"
"What's so bad about that?" Kakarott asked.
"The winner is to be wed to the Princess!"
"What!" Krillin and Karkarott yelled in unison.
"And I have to leave for Taimersa in less than an hour!"
"Hey, Taimersa, I've heard of that." Kakarott scratched the back of his head.
"Yeah so have I." Krillin agreed. "Is that Princess Bulma?"
"I dunno why?"
"Because they say she is the most beautiful woman in all the galaxies."
"Really?"
"Yeah and they say she is the strongest woman on the whole planet."
Vegeta rubbed his chin in thought. "Maybe this will be interesting. Kakarrot, Krillin pack your things, you two are coming with me."
)(())(
Bulma straightened her dress one last time before going into the ball room. She gave Chichi and 18 a nod, they pushed the doors open.
"All bow to your Princess." Bulma gracefully floated down the stairs. She looked around at all the kneeling young men. She glared sharply at one boy, a boy who wasn't bowing. Vegeta smirked and gave her a if-you-think-I'll- bow-think-again look. Bulma flashed him a gorgeous smile 'We'll see about that, Prince.' Vegeta took a second to notice how beautiful she was. Bulma was wearing a blue dress that matched her eyes. It had a piece of cloth that covered her chest and exposed most of her stomach except her bellybutton which was hidden behind a strip of cloth that connected the top with the skirt. The skirt started low and tight it brushed the floor, it had splits that went up to her thighs. 'She's gorgeous. What Kakarott said was an understatement.' But Kakarott really wasn't paying attention to Bulma, his eyes was on Chichi. Chichi decided on wearing her favorite armor. It was white trimmed with maroon. The breast plate stopped short, showing off her abs. She wore a more stylish than protective thin maroon spandex. 'Wow.' All Krillin could see was 18. Just like Chichi, 18 also wore her favorite armor. It was white trimmed in yellow, under it was sheer yellow spandex.
Bulma sauntered over to her seat. "You may rise." The guys stood up, rubbing their sore knees. Bulma sat down and the young men followed suit. The whole thing was pretty boring, Bulma spent her time listening to all the competitors vowing to win the tournament. She nearly fell asleep by the time dessert came. As soon as everyone was done eating she asked to be excused. The room filled with the sound of chairs scrapping, all the men stood, with the exception of Vegeta, as Bulma, Chichi, and 18 walked out. Before walking out of the room Bulma flashed Vegeta a wicked grin. Vegeta raised an eyebrow. 'What is she up to?'