Disclaimer: I do not own dbz if I did I wouldn't be doing this right now!

A/n: Going through major editing in all the chapters of this story. Hope to get to adding new chapters soon.

As Bulma and Vegeta passed through the gates of the palace Bulma tried to look down one more time, but ended up freaking out.

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Pathetic a Saiyan who can fly and doesn't train for power! Ill have to change that! This is going to be very…..different. If she's going to be the queen of Vegeta-sei and she's going to be a good one. We will be the generation that the people will never forget!" Vegeta thought secretly to himself.

As they landed Bulma felt nauseous as soon as Vegeta let go of her and fell over, but luckily Chichi had landed just in time to stop her fall.

Vegeta turned around and looked at them and then walked into the palace as in silently telling them to follow him.

Bulma felt better almost immediately and started to walk with Chichi at her side.

Both Chichi and Bulma gawked at the hugeness of the palace. Both of there own houses were big, but nothing compared to this. There eyes only got wider as they stepped inside. The walls were covered with pictures of Saiyan's in battle.

"Bulma, you need to follow me to your room. Your friend will be in the room next to yours. Let's go!" Vegeta said motioning for them to follow him down the hallway.

After a few hallways they got to a place Bulma considered the grand room. It was pretty much made out of gold with blood red carpet. There were to different stair ways that wound around a fire place in the middle of the room. They traveled up the stairs and finally got to there rooms.

"I'll have a servant come and take your measurements for your clothes. You can go ahead in and look around or do whatever it is you want to do. I'll come get you later to show you the technology wing. You guys have connecting doors so do what ever you want, but this room is Bulma's" Vegeta said before shutting the door behind him. "Also to show you a few tricks" he thought then walked away.

Bulma walked in with Chichi following behind her. Chichi walked over to the door that connected there rooms and walked in.

"Wow Bulma we really have it made now! You can really change the world like you always wanted to! Also you can figure out who you really are! All your dreams can come true now and no one can stop you! No one to keep you confined to your old house! And no one can do a damn thing about it!" Chichi laughed and yelled happily seeing the size of there rooms.

Bulma smiled faintly, she was noticing the decorated room more. The bath rooms were huge and they both had a canopy beds with silk sheets and pillows.

"Chichi I'm going to take some time to think this was a lot to happen in less then 24 hours……what are my parents going to say." Bulma said falling backwards onto the very soft bed purposely to lie down.

"Don't worry about your parents everything is going to be different now you'll see!" Chichi said shutting the door that separates them silently leaving Bulma in her room to relax.

"Different? Hell yeah..." Bulma started to think about the company without her and how there parents needed an heir to the capsule corp. "they should be honored there daughter is working at the palace from now on!" As she said this and was about to fall asleep there was knock on the door. "Come in!"

As she said this a servant walked in and asked for Bulma's measurements. The servant was very organized and dressed nicely. Bulma hoped all the servants were treated with respect. Right after the servant left there was another knock at the door just as she was about to sleep again.

"Bulma, get dressed I'm going to show you where you are to work for now on." Vegeta's voice sounded from behind the door.

"But I don't have anything to get dressed in yet…" Bulma said back.

"Yes you do go look in the dresser or the closet." Vegeta said getting irritated. "And hurry up!"

Bulma jumped from the bed and walked as slow as possible on purpose to piss the prince off. "Pissing him off comes so natural." She looked through all the clothes. And just as Bulma was about to ask the question was answered.

"Right after they take the measurements they just scan it into your line of outfits and they size to you perfectly." Vegeta said pacing before the door.

Bulma raised a eyebrow and shrugged.

"Have I ever told patience is not one of my virtues?"

"OK HOLD ON!" Bulma said hearing him pacing in the silent room. Bulma found pair of jean shorts and a black tank top. "Man I thought the palace would only have more elegant things."

"Bulma! I'm not as patient as you have come to think I am! If you don't come out here in 1 minute I'm coming in!" Vegeta yelled angrily.

Bulma rushed over to the door after throwing on her clothes. She opened the door just as Vegeta was going to turn the handle.

"Well let's go then…" Vegeta said turning on his heals and leaving down the hall assuming Bulma was following him.

The walked silently the whole way there. The guards watched intently as she followed the prince at a distance that no one would ever dare do. They were all surprised that the prince didn't do anything about it ether. Only the king could walk in front of the prince and the princes 'girl friend' would be able to walk beside him. Slaves and guards walked behind him but further away from where Bulma was standing.

Soon they got to the science wing and they entered it after Vegeta typed in a code. The huge metal doors opened and inside many busy men were walking around in a panic. They all stopped when they seen the prince and bowed. The prince motioned for them to stand and resume what they were doing and they did.

"Lieutenant Bardok, I'd like you to meet your new employee she will start work here tomorrow! She will train under you if the score of her test is higher then 200." Vegeta said.

"But sire, no one has ever gotten higher then a 150…" Bardok backfired.

"Well…we will see what happens wont we." Vegeta said and with that turned and walked out the door.

After Vegeta left with Bulma they started to keep walking in the opposite direction from there rooms.

"Vegeta? Where are you taking me?" Bulma asked.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her improper title. "You'll find out."

"Why are there only men in there?"

"Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Why do you dodge so many questions?"

Vegeta sighed. "Woman aren't known for there strength or intelligence around here. They usually don't want to work in here. If they do they like to demand everything get changed to there liking."

"Then why are you letting me work here?"

"You look desperate." Vegeta said then smirked.

Bulma gave him a 'Shut the hell up' look, but didn't say anything.

As they were walking Vegeta's eyes wandered over to Bulma. He looked at her facial features then looked at her locket. "Who's in the locket?"

"Chichi, she gave it to me on my 11th birthday and I hold it as my dearest possession.

"Why? That makes no sense. You were 11. Why would you care about it now? I never got anything for my birthdays." Vegeta said extremely curious.

"I had a lot of hard years in the past. I never had birthday presents or parties or got acknowledged at all for my birthday." Bulma's voice lowered and her face got red. "The day of my 11th birthday…" She grasped on for anything to say that wouldn't sound as bad, but ended up putting it bluntly. "I had planned to kill myself. Then I heard your song…and immediately changed my mind then Chichi came in and gave me this……I wanted to know why did you stopped playing that song for so long? I hadn't heard it for almost 6 years." Bulma asked feeling stupid that she was talking to his back.

"Don't worry about it." Vegeta simply answered. He was deep in thought.

Bulma stayed quiet sensing she got into a touchy subject. Soon they were at a door. It was clear so she could see out of it. It looked to be a door that leads outside. Bulma could see trees and grass.

Vegeta opened the door and allowed Bulma to enter before closing it. "Follow me."

"Like I wasn't already doing that" Bulma mumbled.

They walked for about another 2 minutes. Bulma was looking at her surrounding and was so into it that when Vegeta stopped she ran into his back. Bulma, embarrassed, turned around and rubbed her forearm.

"Ok I'm going to teach you how to fly." Vegeta said looking at Bulma who had her head down and it immediately popped up.

"WHAT! I can't do that! I flew with you and couldn't even look at the ground." Bulma said wide eyed.

"Just look down here!" Vegeta said his voice starting to get louder.

Bulma walked over to where Vegeta pointed and looked down. It was a cliff and a very steep one at that. Bulma started to freak out. She closed her eyes too scared to even try to move.

"Now first…were going to rid you of this fear of heights." Vegeta said then pushed her off the cliff.

Chichi was in her room sleeping on the bed. She woke up hungry so decided to make her something to eat. She got up and found that there was nowhere to cook around ether of their rooms. She walked over to her door that leads to the hallway. "Maybe a guard will know where to get food."

She opened her door and walked out to see a guard a blocking a door a few doors down. He had Spiky black hair that went in all directions. He was wearing a royal guard's armor that said he was an elite soldier.

"Hum…he hansom!" Chichi thought walking over to him slowly hoping he was a nice guard. "Um…excuse me…Could you tell me where I could go to make something to eat?" Chichi asked timidly.

"Oh…are you a new slave?" He asked with a smirk on his face. "Why would you be put into a place like this? You look to innocent to have committed a crime or anything."

"WHAT! I'm no slave! I just want to cook for me and my friend Bulma!" Chichi yelled angrily not remembering who she was talking to.

"Oh…I'm sorry…I'm kinda new around here so I don't know much I thought you had slaves bring you food and you didn't have to make it your self…but ill take you to the kitchen…all this talk about food is making me hungry.

Chichi's face faltered and she sighed. "I'm not a slave I just love to cook"

Goku nodded and motioned to follow him. "Hmm…a female who loves to cook…I haven't seen one of those before." Goku's face turned to a big grin.

They started walking down to the kitchen. Chichi watched Goku lick his lips as they started to smell the food that was being prepared in the kitchen.

"What ranking guard are you?" Chichi finally asked.

"I'm first to the prince."

"Wow…how'd you manage that?"

"I don't know exactly I was a third class then me and the prince sparred one time and he made me his top elite guard." Goku said shrugging his shoulders.

"Hum…" Chichi said turning her head to the side a little.

Bulma fell rapidly. She couldn't scream because of the frightening feelings she was having. She just closed her eyes and hoped. She peaked open an eye and saw the ground coming fast. There was nothing to lessen her fall. Bulma closed her eyes again and awaited the impact of the ground, but it never came.

She opened her eyes and looked down in surprise. "I'm flying!" Bulma thought until she noticed a pair of arms wrapped around her waist.

She looked over her shoulder and noticed Vegeta. Vegeta shot up into the air, Bulma with him. Bulma was so preoccupied with what had occurred that she wasn't even scared anymore. Soon they were back on the cliff again.

Vegeta released Bulma and took a few steps back.

"What was that for?" Bulma shrieked.

"You're not scared of heights anymore are you? Go look over the edge again and tell me what happens." Vegeta said pushing her a little to the edge.

Bulma tried to avoid his hand scared he would do it again, but obeyed him. She carefully walked over to the edge expecting to freeze in fear. She looked down and the only thing on her mind was how beautiful it was. "I'm…not…scared anymore…but how…Why would… just from that stop me from…?" Bulma stuttered trying to find the words.

Vegeta smirked. "Trust me I know." Vegeta smiled when he remembered his father pushing him off the edge when he was only 2. He wasn't scared of heights, but his father didn't feel like taking the time to learn how to use ki. The only big difference was his father didn't catch him. After a few broken ribs and a fractured skull Vegeta learned quickly when his father pushed him off again a few days later just after his recovery.

Bulma turned and walked over to him.

Vegeta just stared intensely at her gaze.

Bulma slowly lifted an eyebrow. "Why are you helping me?"

Vegeta chuckled low in his throat. "I find it my duty to make you prepared for the future." Vegeta added in his mind.

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