A/N: it's been brought to my attention that the way I have my lines typed are to close together, so from know on I will space it out. Sorry:)

oh and sorry for not updating, this is such a weird story.

Chapter 8: Meet me at nine, part one

Bulma looked at the letter, she couldn't think of anybody who would have sent her a letter. She walked over to her bed and sat down, and than thought could it be from that Saiyan who brought me here? Looking at the letter she turned it over and began to open it. Inside was a plain white piece of paper that read:

Dear miss,

I would like to speak with you, please if you don't mind would you meet me

In the food court at nine.

Bulma was entranced, "he wants to meet me, could that mean he's in love with me?" looking over at the clock she saw that it was already 9:08, "shit I better get going" she turned to look in the mirror, "this should be fine, I mean it's not like anyone else would look much better."

Running to the door she grab her bracelet that her sister gave her, and left to meet her 'secret admirer'.

Walking about the palace Bulma saw people running and walking by, she thought this was supposed to be a man's world, but she started noticing things that she always liked to do, she smiled when she finally came across a sign that read : FOOD COURT.

Walking in she saw many saiyan's sitting and eating, they seemed to be talking about things that were in joyful and important, But Bulma couldn't concern herself with them she was looking for that guy who sent her the letter, and without even looking that hard she saw him standing up against the wall talking to people, her heart skipped as she walked over.

"Mm, I got your letter that you sent me" Bulma said shyly. The Saiyan wasn't even looking down at her. Bulma turned her face up and screamed "HEY! I'M TALKING TO YOU!" he turned and looked at her, "what do you want?" he said.

It was just them Bulma realized the letter was from him.

Off to the side she saw Prince Vegeta standing there with a smile on his face. "Over here Bulma, I'm over here!" he said.

Turning to look at him she thought the letter was from him? What the hell does he want? She walked over with a smile, "oh hi Vegeta, whatz up?" she said in a low tone.

"Oh nothing really I was just wondering how you were doing, that's all" he smiled again.

"So you were the one who sent me the letter, right?" she asked

"Yep" he answered.

"Oh great" she said sarcastically. "What do you want?"

"Well I thought since were friends that we could, you know hang out." said Vegeta.

"Oh you did, did you?" answered Bulma.

"Well, aren't we friends Bulma?" asked Vegeta.

"Sure we are Vegeta." she said with a smile.

"Good" said Vegeta.

Than it hit Bulma like lightening, he was the prince of this nation, and he lived in the palace so he would defiantly know how to get out! Bulma thought to herself, you're a genius! Looking over at Vegeta she asked.

"So can you help me with something?" she asked.

Vegeta looked over and thought "sure if I can!" than Bulma thought perfect.

Bulma turned on her charm, "so where to they keep the space pod's around here?" Vegeta looked as if she asked him to cut his arm off.

"Why would you want to no that?" he asked.

"Oh, no reason." she said.

Well what do you think Bulma want's to do with those space pod's? Who knows:)

BTW: Vegeta's starting to sound like Goku now huh? He's very OOC.