Well, this is yet another one of the fanfics I have written down at home. I am planning on updating this one every week or so, depending on when I get the fic done. The second chapter is half way done. Well, I dont own DBZ so don't sue. i make 300 dollars every 2 weeks,I cant afford a lawyer.

Chapter one:

Bulma stared blankly out the window. She was just married to a man she had never met before. She never really liked the idea, but she knew she had to, for the sake of the people.

"I wonder what he is like." Bulma mused. She knew that the Saiyan race was full of warriors and the females are scarce. Hence her own marriage. She had wed without him actually there, which is some sort of ceremonial sequence the saiyans had. Plus, even if he could be there, he was on a mission to some sort of planet.

Bulma sighed heavily, getting up to her feet from the ledge of the window that overlooked the saiyan country side, and headed over to the seemingly large bed.

"I wonder…. When he is supposed to come back…" she wondered out loud, crawling beneath the sheets. Closing her eyes she could just imagine what he would be like. Big, strong… rough. But she could not picture if he would be gentle. The Saiyans she met, other than Kakarrot, were rude and smelly and completely hostile to everything. She finally gave up and let sleep overcome her.

A few nights and days passes, and no word came from the prince. At least if there was word, she didn't receive anything. Bulma somewhat enjoyed her new life. Sure she was married to a man who is away doing Kami knows what, and no body bothers her due to the fear of what would happen if the prince found out.

A knock came to her door however, and that made Bulma grin. She got up in a hurry after finishing her makeup and opened the door. Completely dressed up in her riding outfit as she ran off to the stables.

"Sorry I was late Kakarrot."

A friendly grin greeted her. "It is alright. Where shall we go today? The woods? I don't think you took your tour of that yet." Kakarrot asked, as he finished hitching the saddles onto the horses.

"Sure. Y'know, your planet is really lovely." Bulma said, smiling happily to her new best friend.

"You said that Yesterday."

"Oh."

Well, everything is ready, shall we go, highness."

"Oh for Pete's sake! Call me Bulma."

"Who's Pete?"

Blinking, Bulma laughed. "It is just a saying." She grasped the top of the saddled and swung her leg over, getting onto the horse with Kakarrots help. She managed to suppress her blushing as she felt his large hand on the back of her thigh and quickly dismissed the thought from her mind. 'He's so sweet…'

"Hey Kakarrot..?"

After getting onto his own horse, he looked up at her. "Yes, Princ- Bulma?"

"What … is the prince like?"

Kakarrot took a few moments to think at the question the shrugged his shoulder lightly, grabbing the reigns.

"Well, he hates weaklings and he is always mat or irritated at something. Must be the stress of one day ruling a planet. He.. isn't gentle with anyone, mostly because he is a ruthless killer. To be blunt, you are going to have your hands full with him."

Nodding, Bulma sighed inwardly. "So in short, he's an asshole?"

Kakarrot coughed at the sudden outburst agenst the prince. "Well , it isn't really my pla-"

"Say it."

"He is."

Without another word on the topic, Bulma kicked her horse into a gallop and took off, heading into the forest with Kakarrot behind her.

'Wish me luck, Kami.'

It was almost nightfall when they arrived back at the palace. Bulma thanked Kakarrot once more for taking her out away from the stuffy air that always seemed t be around royals. She headed off into the food chamber and got herself something to eat from the fridge, not wanting to wake the cooks. After finishing her dinner, she placed the plates in the sink.

"riding around that huge forest took a lot more out of me than I had imagined." She muttered to herself, heading to back to her room. But halfway there she heard voices coming from the throne room. She halfway wanted to turn around and see what was going on, but she knew better than to interrupt a saiyan argument. It sometimes get violent, and with the crashing of a few vases, she knew it would be better just to go to bed.

Bulma silently returned her husband's room - her room and shut the door. Undressing, she let out her sigh of relief when the noise of the argument disappeared, once more leaving the palace silent. She pulled on her night pants and a shirt, then slipped into bed.

A few hours later, the bedroom door opened and shut, footsteps walked over to the side of the bed, mysterious hands grabbing the edge of the sheets. With the slight feel of movement, Bulma sighed and turned over. With a smirk, they guy flung the blankets off the bed, leaving the woman uncovered.

Bulma opened her eyes to wonder why it got so cold and saw the figure, she screamed and leapt up "Hey!"

"Well, wee. So glad you waited up for me."

Bulma blinked the sleep out of her eyes and stares speechlessly at the man before her. She continued to stare as her heart skipped a beat.

"What are you gawking at? Surly you have seen a man before." Chuckling, the man turned on his heels and went off into the bathroom. The sound of shower water hitting the tile emitted a few moments later.

Bulma found her voice and quietly got up and looked outside to see if her guards were around. Just her luck they were no where to be seen. How did this stranger get in unless…

"Oh dear.."

"Oh dear what, Onna?"

Bulma turned to the man, "what have you done with my guards!" she screamed at him.

"If you are talking bout the useless saiyan Radditz, I told him to get lost."

She turned to him. "And how do I know you haven't killed them and that your are now planning to kill me!"

Suddenly Bulma felt herself being pushed agenst the wall, a hand groping at her breast as a dark voice whispered into her ear. "Why would I kill my Wife? And I might have to kill you if you don't learn your place."

"…Bastard." Bulma got control of herself and raised her hand to slap him. But before she could make the strike, however, his hand easily caught her wrist.

"How lovely your spirit is, Onna, but I am afraid that it wont do you any good." Vegeta growled. "But you have courage." He roughly pulled himself away from her, looking into her now angry, and frightened eyes. "Get to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a long day."

Bulma moved away from the wall and blushed, realizing that the whole time that Vegeta had her pressed to the wall, he was naked. Completely naked. Silently, she went back to the bed and sat on it, watching the angry saiyan prince put on some fresh clothes. "A..Are you not going to rest?" She finally asked.

He ignored her, and turned his back towards her, leaving the room. At last, Bulma let out the whimper she was holding in. what has she gotten herself into?

He had come back from purging a planet near Frieza's territory. He was tired, but that kind of weakness was unacceptable. Only when he had informed his father that the mission had been completed successfully and without any major difficulties, he was informed that he had a mate. He knew that it would been any day that his father would pick someone out for him, but now? So soon?

It took him four long and miserable days to get back to Vegeta-sei, and with each passing day he got more and more furious by his father's meddling. Not just gotten him a mate without his consent, mind you, but an alien mate. When he got to his planet he immediately stormed into his father's throne room.

"How dare you! Especially since I was away!"

"Son, you obviously wasn't going to choose, so we did for you. Your mate is almost like a saiyan. Her temper matches yours, and her coloring… her coloring is very unique indeed."

"I don't give a damn about her fucking coloring! I don't want a mate!"

"Too bad." Vegeta-sei's king huffed. "What's done is done. The ceremony is now complete, you two are together now. Until she has your brat. Then you can do whatever with her."

"Hmph."

And without anymore speaking, Vegeta turned around and stormed to the training room to clear his mind.

When he finished in there he sighed and growled. "Damn him.."

But to his horror, when he stepped into his room, he found the sleeping Onna in his bed. HIS BED! Walking to the side of the bed that she was occupying, he grabbed the edges of the sheets and flung them away. He hoped to scare her awake, and by the look on her face when she bolted up, he had.

She jumped up and he smirked when he caught a glimpse of the top of her breasts. "Well, well. So glad you decided to wait up." He found himself saying. She only stared at him and he heard himself snap at her for her silence.

Turning his back to her, Vegeta went to take his shower. Sure, she was attractive and her coloring was indeed unique, but he had no desire to settle down. Let alone have a brat.

When he stepped out of the shower and dried off, he caught her glancing outside. "They're not here, if that who you are looking for. I told them to get lost. Your guards, I mean."

"How do I know you didn't kill them! How do I know you wont kill me!" Her voice shot out. The screeching really made his ears burn and he winced a little. In a swift movement, he had her pressed to the wall and somehow his hand fell to her chest to grope her breast. Vegeta's breath caught up in his throat at her soft feeling, but he quickly ignored the small fraction of weakness.

"Why would I want to kill my Wife? Though, if you don't learn your place I might be forced to kill you."

"Bastard." She spat and she raised her hand in an attempt to strike him, but he easily caught her small wrist in his hand.

"Onna, you have a good fighting spirit, but it wont do you any good. You are weak."

Vegeta pulled himself away from the frightened woman, then proceeded to get dressed, ignoring the fact that he was slightly turned on by her actions. "Go to bed, Onna, tomorrow will be a rough day for you." He growled to her.

Ignoring what she asked him, he turned away and headed out of the room, and back to the training room. He had to get her out of his mind. He only spoke to her for less than ten minutes but she already cast her spell on him. Who knew that the Onna would affect him so much.

Hope you like it. Like I said, The second chapter should be out soon. Kisses! and...REVIEW! damnit. -pout-