A Prince and His Queen
Vegeta's a prince and Bulma's a third class saiyan living on Planet Vegeta. What happens when the two must join together to stop Frieza from destroying their planet? Will they succeed or will they immensely fail? A Bulma and Vegeta romance.
Author Notes:
Before I begin, I have to say that I've changed some things. Bulma is a saiyan, not human. Vegeta is a prince and King Vegeta is still alive for the time being. This story takes place when everyone is about in the range of 17 or 18. Goku is in my story as well along with Bardock. Goku is a third class saiyan as well as Bulma and for this story, I'm calling him by his real name Kakarot. Chi-Chi is a saiyan as well and will come into the story at a later time. And I'm still giving Goku [Kakarot] his sense of goofiness. I just couldn't write him without it! He will however, be serious at times too. And I know that Frieza destroyed Planet Vegeta when Vegeta was a kid, not teenager, but I change several things in this Fic.
I forgot to mention where Raditz is, he's off on a mission to destory a planet. You know how King Vegeta sends a saiyan every once and a while to take over or destory a planet? Well that's where Raditz is, he'll come in later in the story. Also, this chapter takes place one week from the last chapter. It's one week later.
Disclaimer: Do you really think I own DBZ or any of its characters? Well, I don't, plain and simple.
Chapter 3- Frieza's Arrival
Bulma awoke to the sound of her phone ringing off the hook. She groaned and reached over for the tie died colorful phone and picked it up in a tired fashion.
"Hello?" She asked groggily.
"Bulma," A voice came from over the phone. The voice belonged to Kakarot and his tone had a hint of fear in it.
"Kakarot? What is it?" The teenaged girl asked as she pushed her long bluish colored bangs out her eyes.
There was a long pause before he spoke again. "He's here."
Bulma didn't understand, "Who's here?"
Another pause.
"WHO?!" The girl screamed over the phone.
"Frieza," Kakarot whispered fearfully.
"Frieza?" Bulma asked, not knowing who or what her best friend was talking about.
"The evil that my father had a vision about, he's here, and his name is Frieza," Kakarot explained.
Bulma felt her heart beginning to beat harshly. She didn't think the evil would come so soon, it had only been a week since Bardock's vision. "What's going on?" She asked.
"My father, he-" Kakarot cut off in the middle of his sentence.
"He what?!" Bulma yelled.
"No, FATHER!"
"Kakarot? Kakarot, what's going on?!" The girl yelled intensively. Something was wrong, the phone began making a weird static noise and Kakarot's voice was beginning to slowly cut off. He uttered one more word then suddenly, the phone went dead.
Bulma hopped up from her bed and quickly threw on her saiyan armor. Something was definitely wrong and she needed to go help. Without another thought, she opened her window and flew out. Her destination was Kakarot's house...
Prince Vegeta looked up at his father curiously as he gave orders to all his guards. His father's voice boomed through the almost empty castle walls as he spoke.
"Secure all castle gates and alert the first classes," The mighty King called.
The guards all nodded then quickly retreated to complete their given order. Prince Vegeta peered over at his father, his eyes narrow.
"What's going on?" He asked.
King Vegeta ignored him as another guard walked in the room.
"Sir, Frieza has already begun to attack. His current location is the third classes area," The guard spoke.
"What area exactly?" King Vegeta questioned.
The guard looked down onto a tracker which held the exact location of Frieza. "He's currently in part B of the third classes."
The room was silent until Prince Vegeta spoke. "Who is this Frieza you speak of?"
"Tell the first classes to switch locations and head over to area B of the third classes," King Vegeta ordered.
The guard nodded, "Yes sir." He retreated back through the tall doors and the room was silent once again.
Prince Vegeta narrowed his eyes and looked to his father angrily. "Who's Frieza?"
King Vegeta turned to his only son, "It's none of your business, so stay out of it." He turned and headed for the exit of the room.
Prince Vegeta stared in amazement as he watched his father ignore him once again and leave the room. Suddenly, a small gleam appeared on the young prince's eyes. If no one would tell him who this 'Frieza' was, he would find out himself...
Bulma arrived at Kakarot's house in less than five minutes. What she seen shocked her. The area was totally ruined, buildings were turned to rubble, smoke filled the air, and from the looks of it, you'd think the place was a dump instead of a neighborhood.
She looked around some more then heard an explosion near by. Quickly, she took off for the front door of Kakarot's house. The door was completely off its hinges and smoke immediately covered her. She began couching harshly but continued on anyway.
"Kakarot!" She called, "Bardock!"
The result was only silence. Suddenly, she heard mumbling near by and using her saiyan hearing, she retreated into the kitchen.
Bardock and Kakarot lay on the floor of the kitchen, blood covering their bodies almost completely. Bulma gasped and rushed toward them both. She shook Kakarot fiercely.
"Kakarot!" She yelled, continuing to shake him.
He stirred a bit then dropped back into unconsciousness. She shook him harder and he gave a cough. Blood spilled from his mouth and landed on his shirt. His eyes opened warily. "Bulma?" He gave another cough.
"What happened?" Bulma asked as she held Kakarot steadily.
He shook his head, "I don't know, I remember my father yelling then rushing in. Then an explosion..." He grabbed his head and rubbed his temples. "I can't remember." He squeezed his eyes shut tight.
"It's okay," Bulma replied, leaning him against the counter. She ripped a piece of her shirt off and used it as a bandage for Kakarot. She tied it around his arm which was bleeding quite heavily then turned to Bardock. He appeared to be out cold so she proceeded to bandage him up then stood up as she heard a loud rumble.
The two conscious saiyans looked around the room to find the source of the rumble but came up short. Bulma gasped as the door to the kitchen came crashing down to the floor and two thug looking aliens came emerging in.
A tall one with orange hair stepped forward, his arm thrust out. In a matter of seconds, he shot out a ki blast, aiming it straight for Bulma and Kakarot.
The light was almost blinding as it came further and further toward the two. They could only watch as the blast headed straight toward them...
Guards blocked all the exits of the castle, making it hard for Prince Vegeta to make an escape. He looked toward one door which was being guarded by only one guard. He knew if he could sneak past him somehow, he could escape.
Slyly, the prince inched his way over to the guard. His face wore a fooling look of worry on it as he neared the guard.
"King Vegeta has ordered that you attend to the main hall at once. Its trouble," The prince lied.
The guard nodded quickly then turned and left for the main hall. Prince Vegeta gave a smirk and exited the castle. The dimness of some guards was truly unbelievable.
Kakarot was the first to gain back consciousness. He looked around the room wearily, almost forgetting where he had been. The room was almost completely covered in smoke, making it hard to breathe. He looked around the room again and noticed his father along with Bulma lying still on the cold hard floor.
Wincing a bit, he limped over to Bulma and gave her a harsh shake. She didn't stir. Sighing, he made his way over to his father and gave him a harsh shake. Bardock gave a cough and opened his eyes slowly. His eyes locked onto his son.
"What happened?" He asked between coughs of blood.
"I don't know," Kakarot replied as he coughed, inhaling a little smoke, "Someone came in and that's all I remember."
Bardock put his hand on the floor in order to stand up. "We've got to alert the King along with everyone else."
Kakarot nodded and peered back over to Bulma, "What about Bulma?"
Bardock looked over at the teenage saiyan then started for the exit of the kitchen. "Leave her; she's no use to us anymore."
Kakarot peered back over at Bulma who was currently lying unmoving on the kitchen floor. He gave her one last shake before following his father out of the kitchen, not looking back once...
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