Omg, I am soo sorry for the loooooong delay in story writing, it's just that we've been bombarded with work at school, and I haven't had any time, but reading the reviews, you guys have spurred me on, w00t!

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of DBZ, or any of the characters in this story.

Okay, on with the story:

All he saw was black.

He saw nothing.

"Kuso!" he shouted, banging his fist on the monitor, "I wanted to see her in pain." He growled, "well, at least now I'll have a front seat view"

The prince left the monitor, and went to find the bitch. That damn camera would have to be fixed soon……

He walked through the hole that he had created, and looked for the blue haired freak.

He couldn't find her. Then he realised. That woman had left the room, due to the lack of doorness.

"Kuso!" The ship was big, and it would maybe take a long time to find her. He just turned to go, when a slim figure appeared at the hole. "Miss me?" she said sweetly.

He glared at her, and grabbed her by the wrist. "Where did you think you were going!"

"For a walk, dumbass, to check out the décor. It's a nice place you got here, a little on the steel-ey side, but perfect for those people who like stay indoors, you know, the antisocial type, but then again," She looked him up and down "I'm sure you are VERY social, you know, shouting and screaming wise."

He fumed. Why did that girl have to be soo damn annoying? "Well," he said trying to keep his voice calm. "You'll be able to take in as many deadly sun rays in a few days, since the ship is reaching my home planet. And you, will finally serve your purpose – to be my slave" he said, slapping her butt and growling.

He walked off, smirking to himself. Bulma stood there, speechless. It had just dawned on her, what sort of sick mind did Vegeta have? Would he make her do anything……….. her mind trailed off.

She sat in her chair. A thousand questions needed to be answered, and the first one was: WHY THE HELL DID HE ISOLATE ME?

Impulsively, she ran after him, until she met a door. It slid open as she got nearer, and she found herself, in some sort of bedroom. The bed sheets were black silk, and looked as if they had been obtained on Chikyuu, but there were many other beautiful things that looked very foreign and exotic, in comparison to Chikyuu's standards.

She looked around, observing the many objects, and she admired the 'artwork' adorning the walls. This must be the Prince's room.

She looked behind her, and just saw Vegeta walk in, from a different door, and, blushing, she realised that all he was wearing was a towel around his waist. She stared at the tanned muscles, she couldn't help it, his body was flawless.

He stared at her, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM!" he bellowed.

Having been stirred from her trance, Bulma remembered why she was there. She walked up to him, her chin raised defiantly. "I have a few questions, and you-" she said, poking his stomach "Need to answer them."

"And why should I?"

"Because… Because… Because if you don't, I'll whip that towel off. She smirked. "And I'll make sure that your guards, and any other people on you ship are here to watch."

He looked at her, smirking. "Pull away. I don't mind if you see me, and I'm sure you wouldn't either."

She blushed again. "No way, I don't want to see it. I just want to know why you isolated me from the other 'slaves'"

He stared at her. "Don't worry your ugly little head about that."

"TELL ME YOU FREAK, OR I'LL SHOW YOU REAL PAIN!"

"Go on then!"

In one swift movement, she yanked on his tail, and relished in watching his pained expression.

"You little BITCH!" he yelled, after a few minutes, and lunged for her, throwing her to the foot of his bed, but in that movement, his towel fell with her.

She smirked, "Well, what do we have here?"

Completely naked, he walked over to her, and grabbed her face, kissing her passionately. Even though she could hear the word YAMCHA! Screaming over and over in her head, she returned it, kissing Vegeta back, just as fierce, grabbing his hair in her hands.

Chikyuu

Goku and his friends gathered on Kami's look-out, trying to make sense of the situation. Bulma was gone. She had been taken by a guy, a prince. A prince from his home planet. Goku shook his head. "We need to find Bulma, and rescue all of the other people." He said to his small gang of heros.

Yamcha hung his head. "I…I tried…but… she.."

"SHE HAD MORE FIGHT THAN YOU!" screamed Krillin.

Yamcha's head whipped round, and he growled at Krillin. "And what would you have done? Yeah, I can really see YOU fighting those saiyans. You would probably just stand and watch, from the other side of the planet, huh!"

Krilling stood up, and Yamcha did the same, they stared daggers at each other.

"BREAK IT UP!" yelled Goku. "Listen, we're not gonna turn into animals, and we ARE NOT GOING TO FIGHT EACH OTHER!" he looked around, staring each one in the eye before continuing. "As soon as we can, we are going to get a ship, and fly over to the saiyan home planet and rescue everyone." Then he grinned. "And kick that Prince's freakin' ASS!" He yelled, covering Gohans ears, as he saw Chi chi glare at him for bad language in front of their son.

Yamcha smiled, he would save Bulma, his love. He missed her soo much, even though she hadn't been gone for very long. He shut his eyes, trying not to imagine Bulma injured, sick hurt, or anything else just as bad. He looked up at the sky, and hit his chest. I vow to save her, at any cost, I will save her from this torture.

And that's the end of that chapter, and don't forget to review, and gomen once again for the lateness of this chapter, Ja ne!