Chapter One: Awakening
The door blew open and a gust of wind and snow flew into the large building, earning some gasps from the people who were in there.
"Goku, are you alright?" Chichi Asked, getting up to join her husband at the door after closing it. She shivered somewhat at the cold that had escaped to the warm and cozy atmosphere that was in the room.
"Yeah Chi, I'm fine. But I found this guy out in the woods. It is unusual because I sense a strong power from him, even when he is passed out.. I don't know what to make of it."
"Put him in the guest room upstairs, Here, I'll show you the way."
Bulma led Goku upstairs and opens a door for him to get through, Goku placing the unconscious man down on the bed. Bulma, frowning slightly went over to her best friend and smiled at him reassuringly. "Don't worry Goku, He cant be all that dangerous. He looks as if he got the beating of his life… I will clean him up, so go down stairs and to the party."
"But, Bulm-"
"I said go, Goku. I'll be fine."
A sigh emitted from the worried man and he nodded, turning around and disappears from the doorway, leaving Bulma alone by herself with the strange man. She headed off to the closet and brought out a somewhat large box, setting it on the bed beside the injured man. 'Wonder what will happen if he wakes up while I'm healing him…I guess I got to take off his cloths in case there is something I missed.'
Blushing slightly, Bulma gets up, tugging the front straps of the armor that was connected to the man, she narrowing her eyes as she tried to figure out how to unhook it. It was certainly different than what Goku and the other Z fighters wore. A gruff, but strong hand suddenly grabbed her arm, earning a startled gasp from the shocked woman.
"What the hell do you think you are doing, Onna?" Coughed out the man, opening his dark onyx-like eyes to glare up at her.
"What does it look like I am doing? And my name is Bulma, I think you should get that strait next time." She snapped, not really meaning to. It was part of her nature. She absolutely hated the fact that people refuse to call others by their respectful names. "I am cleaning your wounds. I don't know who did this to you, but I have a feeling you will get better in no time at all."
A chuckle from the man was heard before he spoke again. "Fine. You may do as you wish. I am Vegeta-no-ouji. You remember that Onna."
"Hmph. If you were a prince, then why would you be here?" She tugged off the armor somewhat roughly, already getting annoyed by this… Vegeta. She stripped him of his shirt, armor and pants and blinked as something furry wiggled. "A tail!" She blinked and gaped at the furry thing that twitched just lightly.
"Baka Onna, of course it is a Tail. I am the Prince of all Saiyiajins." He closed his eyes with a smirk, enjoying the annoyed look that Bulma had given him.
"Well, excuse me. It isn't every day that you see an injured man being rescued in the middle of Christmas eve night, looking like he is half dead. That reminds me… Goku used to have a tail when he was little… I bet -"
Vegeta's eyes snapped open and leaned up in a hurry, and with a growl he asked "Who had a tail, Onna. Tell me now."
Bulma narrowed her eyes and ignored him, she reaching into the box pulling out some ointment and dabbing a cloth into the liquid. "This may Hurt a little bit." She muttered, keeping her anger down, dapping a the cuts and scrapes, the man not even flinching.
A while later she finished and pulled the sheet up, covering his naked body. While she worked on his cuts and scrapes she couldn't help but keep her eyes off him, a blush coming to her cheeks.
"If You are Quite done, Onna, Leave."
"Why are you such a bastard? You have no reason to be so bossy, especially since we saved your life out there." she slammed the box closed and glared at him.
"Because I can."
"Jerk."
"Onna, I would stop there. I am a ruthless killer and I will not even blink if I were to blast that mouth of yours far away from the rest of your body."
She growled and stands "I will bring you breakfast in the morning. Sleep."
"Hmph."
She turned and left the room, Slamming the door behind her, making her way back downstairs to where her friends were. When she arrived, they all looked at her questionably.
"Well?" Asked Krillen, who was watching a re-run of a football game on the television.
"He is an arrogant bastard. He calls himself.." And with her best impression of his voice, "The Vegeta-no-ouji, Prince of all Saiyiajins"
"What's a Saiyiajin?" Asked Goku with his look of cute ignorance. Everyone shrugged and she sighed. "Anyway! Back to the party everyone? He's resting so I don't think he will be bothered much."
Vegeta glared at the ceiling. 'What the fuck am I doing here?' He asked himself. All he could remember was getting back into his space pod, after another failed attack of Frieza, And passing out. What did that baka Onna mean that she remembered someone having a tail. Could there possibly be another Saiyiajin around here?
Growling low in his throat his head swarmed about the blue haired female that had talked to him so fearlessly. 'Most women would be shaken, as well as men. No matter what planet they are from. Why didn't she? ….She is very annoying.'
Back in the other room, Bulma smiled and carried on with the party she was holding, but in the back of her mind she was wondering about their new guest. Could he be another Enemy from space? Sure, he scared the hell out of her, but she was used to hiding her emotions, besides. Her anger took care of almost all her fear she had of him.
'That Jerk…'
A.N: Well, the first chapter. It is all I could think of at the moment, besides it is time for this writer to go to bed. Kisses, people.