Saiyans Over Flowers

by KatrinaGG

A/U A Bulma Vegeta Highschool fic. Due to a life changing event, Bulma an alien outcast on planet Vegeta gets to go to Saiyan High where Prince Vegeta enjoys bullying the weak. Things start to change at the school when he mistakes Bulma for being weak. It's a clash between their pride and prejudice and a battle for love. Some Chichi/Goku

3. Bow Down

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or anything to do with the Boys over Flowers franchise.

Chapter 3: Bow Down

The Night Before...

Vegeta was in his personal training area trying to clear his mind by exhausting his body but he couldn't get a certain female out of his head. He started doing hand stand pushups and would find himself slowing down as he tried to come up with ways to get her back.

'No one has ever dared! And she's a woman and an alien on top of that! Who does she think she is? I am the Prince of all Saiyans and everyone especially her is beneath me. She, a foolish commoner that doesn't even deserve to be at my school actually had the audacity to try and embarrass me. I'll show her.'

He then growled to himself when he realized that he wasn't moving and was only doing a simple hand stand. It upset him to no other that a woman especially that low life could halt his training. He spun around angrily and got down to the floor and started doing pushups vigorously when there was a knock at his door. "Come in!" He nearly screamed in annoyance.

Nappa came into his training area and leaned against the wall. Vegeta didn't even glance his way and only grunted in acknowledgement. Nappa sighed seeing that he was in quite a mood. "Your highness I heard about what happened earlier."

"So?" Vegeta growled in anger as he stood up. 'Now others are interrupting my training because of her. Fantastic.'

Nappa looked him in the eyes as sternly as he could without being disrespectful. There were moments when he really couldn't stand the Prince's attitude but he was still the Prince and he was loyal to the house of Vegeta. "You cannot harm her. She was sent to the school for political reasons."

Vegeta sneered at him. "Do you think I'm a fool? You have made your point now get out!"

Nappa slightly bowed his head and walked out of the room. He really didn't care about what happened to the girl. He just was looking out for himself so that when they Queen called for him and asked why the 'alien princess' was dead he can say that he at least tried to warn her son.

Vegeta glared at the shut door as if that was the cause of his problems. He knew already that he couldn't physically harm her. He wasn't an idiot. He didn't want to see her dead anyways, he wanted to see her bowing at his feet and begging for his mercy. He wanted to see those gorgeous blue eyes plead with him like everyone else did.

He couldn't deny that the girl was beautiful. He had never paid any attention to her when the news of her saving Tien had spread across the Empire. The first time he had seen her was when he walked into school and she was in his way. He had never seen her coloring before. Normally he would have shoved anyone else out of the way but he was just so curious of what the voice sounded like that went with that mouth of hers. If she would have done to anyone else what she had done to him it would have probably impressed him. A weakling standing up to a Saiyan was always impressive and she would more than likely be warming his bed right now if things were different. He had been with many women, but he had never been with an alien woman before. His mother had been shoving Saiyan girls in his face since he was a child. His father on the other hand would from time to time let him know that it was alright to "sample" other women, but to only do so when you were off planet. He more than likely had that philosophy because the Queen would probably kill any mistress that stepped foot on Vegeta.

But anyways, she had embarrassed him and Bulma's beauty was not going to save her. She was going to pay for what she did...

Present...

Bulma's mouth had been opened for so long that when she closed it, her tongue felt like sand. She nervously licked her hips and exhaled as she closed her locker door hoping that the people behind her had not actually seen the bright red card. She looked around at the Saiyans around her and noticed their smirks and snickers. She exhaled when she realized that they weren't going to physically attack her. She knew that they knew that she wouldn't survive. A single punch would probably kill her. But she couldn't help the anxiety that was creeping up. From what she had heard, the death card meant everything but actual physical death. So she didn't know what they were about to do, but she hoped she could get out of there before the plan was initiated. She hurried down the hall as fast as she could without making it seem like she was panicking. She had to get to the pool before anything happened. It was her sanctuary and salvation and for reasons that no one knew, it was her secret weapon.

When she got to the main entrance she stopped when she was suddenly dowsed with something wet and sticky. She remembered the smell was horrid and wanted to puke as it covered her nose. She didn't know what it was and only that she was completely soaked in it. With shaky fingers she wiped her eyes so that she could see and looked down at her body in horror as she was covered in blood. She screamed terrified and the Saiyans around her laughed.

"The Prince was right! The weak alien is afraid of blood!"

Bulma looked angrily at the voice and was about to retort when she was hit in the face with some type of chunk of meat. She was appalled when she thought it was a bloody chunk of human flesh but she realized that it was actually from an animal. A fact that she knew, because she had worked in a restaurant and actually helped cooked this meat. But it was still utterly disgusting.

Saiyans all around her starting throwing rotten, bloody meat at her. Some were throwing too hard and she knew she would have some bruises later. Even though she was angry, upset, and disgusted, she was not going to give them any more satisfaction or entertainment. But she stumbled from that prideful stance when she saw her friend Aspa step forward and throw a mass of chunky meat in her face and hair.

Bulma wiped her eyes and glared at her. "Are you kidding me? I'm in this situation because I was trying to help you! And you do this?"

Saiyans laughed all over. She even heard someone say, "Oh poor baby, the alien doesn't have any friends."

Bulma tried to ignore that but she was actually hurt. Aspa smirked at Bulma and said, "I told you that the girls were probably planning your demise, it's not my fault that you didn't consider me in the mix."

Bulma didn't care that girl was stronger than her. She didn't care that she was an alien. All she knew was that this Trick had to go, but not here and not right now. She had to be smart about this. She couldn't attack a room filled with Saiyans. She stuck out her chin and with the most serious gesture she could think of she said, "You're all dead."

The saiyans laughed at her as she stood there in what they thought was a last attempt to save her pride but what they didn't know was that they were only giving fuel to the raging fire inside of the mind of a mad genius...

A little while later...

Vegeta was pacing his private training ground at the school, that only 4F was allowed to be in, with a confident stride. Every now and then he would chuckle which only caused the other members to shake their heads at their prince's games.

"Any moment she is going to walk through that door begging me to make them stop, bowing before me like she should have done the first time."

Kakarot scratched the back of his head. "I don't know Vegeta."

"That's PRINCE Vegeta to you." Vegeta warned. He didn't mind being around the sons of Bardock all the time but sometimes they would get too familiar with him...especially Kakarot.

"Sorry, but she doesn't seem like the begging type. I mean she got you pretty good with that-"

"I know Kakarot I was there you idiot! I know she isn't the begging type and that is precisely why she needs to be punished. She needs to be broken."

Raditz shrugged his shoulders and said, "How do you know this will break her?"

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Because she obviously believes that spraying a liquid in someone's face is a worthy punishment anyways after all she-"

"Yea she did it to you." Kakarot laughed out while interrupting him.

Vegeta balled up his fasts and glared at him. "Kakarot I swear I will end you."

Kakarot held up his hands in surrender but he still had a stupid grin on his face that Vegeta decided to just ignore. He turned his attention back to Raditz. "Bulma is an alien that has never stepped foot on a battle field so therefore she will be horrified at the site of blood. And that is why she is going to come begging."

Turles smirked at that and looked at the time on his scouter. "I don't know your Highness it's been a while. Everyone should have been finished by now."

Vegeta frowned and then looked at the door. 'No this woman will not embarrass me a second time.' He began to pace more rapidly every now and then, glaring at the door. Fifteen minutes and a lot of threats to Kakarot later, Vegeta exploded. "WHERE IS SHE?"

Raditz who had decided to start meditating was sitting on the floor Indian style. "We tried to tell you.

Vegeta angrily walked over to him and kicked him hard enough to make him slide over to the door. "Go find her!"

Raditz stood up and bowed to him with a smirk on his face. He left out and went to the only place he had seen her go before. He walked into the pool area and saw that it was completely empty so he then went straight to the girls' locker room. He reached to open the door but stopped when it opened for him.

Bulma was there smiling at him brightly, freshly showered, her hair down and wet, and she was only wearing a towel. He had thought she was beautiful before but seeing her nearly naked had his mind whirling in different directions. But then he remembered that she had opened the door for him as if she knew he was coming. This caused him to be suspicious. Plus he was expecting to find her balled in the corner of a shower crying her eyes out or throwing things angrily. Her standing there looking happy just outright confused him.

"I see you have washed Vegeta's game off of your body."

"Oh well a girl can't go home smelling like farang beast." She said in almost a sing song voice.

Raditz smirked at her odd behavior. She was fascinating him more and more. "Vegeta wishes to see you.

Bulma rolled her eyes. "Tell Vegeta that I will deal with him tomorrow." By his slightly surprised expression, Bulma could tell that he was not expecting such a bold response. Bulma smirked as she leaned against the door frame and grasped tighter on the towel, making sure that it covered her. "The problem with you people is that you think you are always a step ahead of everyone."

Raditz really couldn't help getting closer to her and leaning down so that they were only inches away from each other. "We think that huh?"

Bulma stared into his eyes unfazed by his presence. "Yes you all do."

Raditz leaned one arm over her head and leaned in more until he was only millimeters away from her mouth that he was trying to refrain from crushing with his own. He looked at her lips said, "And what am I thinking right now?"

Bulma made him think she was going to kiss him but then turned her head enough so that she kissed his cheek instead. She then whispered, "Something that will never happen."

Raditz leaned back enjoying their little game. "It is unwise to tease a Saiyan man."

Bulma smiled at him and then grabbed the door handle getting ready to close the door. "I'll remember that. Now if you will excuse me I must get dressed."

Raditz looked her over once more and smirked before he left her to get dressed.

Bulma closed the door and locked it. She then went to a sink where she left her scouter and turned it on. What no one else knew was that Bulma had hidden cameras placed all around the Pool area to make sure she knew who was coming and going. Once she was sure she was the only person in the area she took off her towel. She still had on her strapless bra and shorts but she had to hurry and put a towel on so she could hide her capsule that she always had secured inside her bra. She didn't have enough time to put her armor on so she grabbed the closest thing to her to cover her. She walked over to the biggest open area in the locker room and un-capsulized the capsule. In mere seconds her home away from home appeared. It was two desks with computers and other capsules filled with different projects inside of it. Everyone had thought she was just swimming which she did a couple times but what she was really coming there to work. And she had one particular project that was going to shock everyone. Bulma wasn't an idiot. She knew that there was a slight possibility that she could have been bullied at the school so she came up with a plan in case that situation ever arose. But she didn't think she would have to do something on such a grand scale. So it would take her the rest of the day and night but tomorrow morning they were going to fear and respect Bulma Briefs.

The next morning Bulma walked into school with her head held high. That day she noted was similar to her first day but instead of people snickering behind her back they were afraid. She could see it and it almost made her laugh. The victim of bullies had now become the superior. And she had to admit it felt pretty good...

Meanwhile...

Vegeta was taping his finger on his biceps as he waited with F4 in his training grounds for an update. He had been furious when Raditz had returned with Bulma's message of "I'll deal with you later." After taking out his aggression on the rest of 4F in a brutal training session, he then had to come up with another plan. He had thought about going to go see her himself, but he knew that's probably exactly what she wanted. So instead he had come up with another plan. He had sent out the order to whoever wanted the job to take Bulma to the middle of one of the planet's deserts and leave her there with only a day's water supply. She would then have to walk fifteen miles to get to the next outpost. That would teach her to make him wait and that's why he wanted her to have to wait to see civilization.

But there was a problem; no one was answering his orders.

"What is going on?" He yelled. "There would be usually a hundred students begging to do my bidding by now."

Turles shrugged his shoulders, but winced after he did so. The Prince really did a number on him the night before. "Maybe the queen sent out an order."

Vegeta thought about it and then dismissed it. "Impossible, Nappa would have shown his ugly face by now if that were true."

"Perhaps the students don't want to play your games anymore." Raditz said as he stretched his muscles. Vegeta had been so livid ever since the Bulma thing, he never knew when he was going to attack and he wanted to be prepared.

"That's ridiculous." Vegeta said as he stomped his way out of his training grounds. He looked around at the students that were passing by and pointed to a random one. "You come here!" The student was scared out of his mind and seemed extremely nervous, but he came to his Prince anyways. Vegeta hauled him into his room and said, "What's your name?"

The boy gulped and said, "Lery."

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at him. "Why have you not responded to my order?"

Lery gave a 'why me?' look of worry and stuttered out, "F-forgive me your Highness, but I'm-I didn't want to upset Miss Briefs."

Raditz eyes bucked at that, "You're scared of her?"

"Yes." Lery said too afraid to keep his eyes off the Prince.

Vegeta grabbed him angrily by the front of his armor and slammed him against the wall. "Why? She is nothing but a weakling."

Lery began to panic and didn't really know what to say. He reached up to his scouter and took it off. "It's better if I show you."

Vegeta looked at the scouter and shoved him away. With shaky fingers Lery played the message from his scouter that was there this morning.

Everyone in the room other than Lery was shocked when an image of Bulma popped up.

"Hello. I want you to know that after this day your secrets are my secrets. I have hacked into your scouter and I know everything about you and your life and also the things that you don't want anyone knowing. And just in case you're thinking 'Oh I don't have anything on my scouter for you to broadcast to the entire empire', I have to tell you that I just didn't hack into your scouter, but I also was recording your life without you even knowing it. And you don't even know how long I've been watching you either. But don't be frightened I don't want to control you. I only want to be left alone. So don't bother me and I won't bother you. So the next time Prince Vegeta issues out an order to come against me, if you partake in it, just know that I will be coming after you."

The image went away and the room was silent for a moment. Vegeta turned his back on everyone and crossed his arms to think. If what had just said was true then it was brilliant. Everyone used a scouter and had it on all the time. It was their communication, entertainment, news, tool device. A scouter did practically everything. No wonder the boy was afraid.

Turles looked around at everyone and finally said, "Can she do that?"

"Isn't that against the law or something?" Kakarot chimed in.

Raditz crossed his arms in concentration. "There is no law against it, because it has never been done. I thought only my father would have the capability of doing such a thing."

"Maybe she's bluffing." Turles responded.

Vegeta tightened his fists in anger. "If she is then she is the biggest fool I have ever encountered." He seethed. He then stormed over to his door again and grabbed the first student he saw and slammed him against the wall. Before this was all just a punishment; a game for his own entertainment. Now the woman had humiliated him for the 3rd time by making everyone disobey a direct order!

"Listen to me. I don't care what message that freak sent you. You are going to carry out my plan this instant or you will be the next person to get a death card."

The boy nervously nodded his head and Vegeta let him go as he half ran and half stumbled out of the room. Vegeta then looked at everyone else and glared. "Everyone out!"

They all were happy to go. There was no telling what Vegeta was going to do in the mood he was in. Vegeta didn't want to hear any more comments. The next thing he wanted to hear was that Bulma was far away in her punishment. And if someone brought him different news then that person probably wouldn't make it out of the school grounds alive...

Moments later...

Bulma was at her locker when the rattled student approached her. She was combing her hair and looking at the mirror she had taped up in there. She saw the student standing behind her and looked at him through the mirror.

"I have been ordered by the Prince to carry out his plans."

Bulma stopped pampering her hair and closed the door. "Oh have you now?" She said sarcastically.

Another student who was nearby angrily spoke out as well. "Who do you think you are anyways to threaten all of us? You are nothing but freak and I will end you!" That particular student couldn't stand to be threatened and was waiting for someone else to encourage his angry fire.

Bulma looked the Saiyan up and down not intimidated in the least and smirked at him. "Code alpha beta file level 10."

Instantly everyone's scouter turned on and a video started playing of the Saiyan threatening her. The boy became deathly pale as everyone broke into laughter as they saw him prance around his own bedroom while singing an alien song badly.

Bulma smiled loving that her invention worked. She knew it was only a matter of time before one of them would force her to test it out. She was hoping that her first victim would be Aspa, but she would deal with her later. The Saiyans around her that weren't laughing were staring at her amazed. Which they should be, especially since she wasn't even wearing a scouter. They probably thought she had memorized every scouter and personally selected embarrassing files or secrets. But no, that would take way too long. What they didn't see was that she had made special contacts and all she had to do was say a code while her "computer contacts" unlocked the scouter she focused on and choose a level of embarrassment; 10 being the highest. All she did the night before was type in scenarios or phrases and an estimated range and the computer sorted out the rest. She honestly didn't know what she had on everyone. But they didn't need to know that.

The boy was panicked. "Shut UP! Shut up now!" He screamed at the students, but that only made them laugh harder. He then looked at Bulma and she could tell that he was about to take out his anger and embarrassment on her. She then turned to a student next to her and said, "Stop him or you're next."

The enraged Saiyan charged her but was cut up short by 3 other Saiyan boys. Bulma raised an eyebrow at that seeing as she only told one and not three. "We will make sure that no one harms you." One of the boys said.

"Alright then. And as for you..." She said turning her attention back to the boy that was supposed to take her away to some desert. She thought it was a pretty lame punishment anyways. Well, it might have been to a normal human, but Vegeta didn't know that she had a capsulized air bike that would have her home in minutes.

The boy looked around and almost pleadingly at her. "Please the Prince said-"

"I'll deal with the Prince. You may go." Bulma said smugly. The boy hesitated. "I am on my way to see him now. If he really wants his plan carried out then it will be. Besides he issued the order to everyone, not just you."

The boy hurriedly ran out of there, and hoped that he wouldn't catch wrath from Bulma or the Prince. He honestly didn't know who would be worse. A physical beating would hurt, but at least he would become stronger. But an embarrassing moment...people would talk about that for ages.

The 3 Saiyan boys from earlier walked up to Bulma and they all slightly bowed to her.

"You are very impressive."

"You are almost like a Saiyan Woman."

"You should come see me train."

Bulma was taken aback by that. She was about to say something but was interrupted when Raditz and his 2 brothers showed up. Everyone was quiet because they didn't know what they would do.

Raditz stepped up to her, "Bulma we would like a word with you."

Bulma raised an eyebrow then looked back to the 3 boys in front of her. "Perhaps later I will watch you train." They all looked at her as she walked away with the sons of Bardock a bit jealous that she wasn't walking away with them.

They escorted her into an empty class room and Bulma crossed her arms and looked at Raditz. "Well?"

"It seems you have found respect among the students?"

Bulma thought about the 3 boys and nodded in agreement. "I guess so."

Turles smirked at her in appreciation. "You have power over them. Saiyans respect power."

Bulma didn't mean to gain admirers from this whole thing. She only wanted to be left alone. But this was definitely a bonus. Her mother would be thrilled that's for sure.

Kakarot looked at Bulma confused. "Hey Bulma, why didn't you send us a message?"

Raditz answered for her. "Because she wanted the 4 of us to find out the way we did."

"That's exactly right. It looks like you can tell what I'm thinking too." Bulma said smirking.

Turles looked between Bulma and Raditz and noticed a little bit of flirtation going on. 'Vegeta isn't going to like that.'

Kakarot scratched the back of his head. "So you didn't hack into our scouters?"

"Oh I never said that." Bulma laughed.

The three boys became serious at that moment. Turles glared at her. "I don't want anyone in my business, and although most Saiyans might see that as respectful, I don't like the idea of someone trying to blackmail me."

"I'm not going to." Bulma snapped. "It's just a precaution in case I am attacked."

Raditz narrowed his eyes at her. "Hacking into someone else's scouter is not against the law, but spying on a royal is."

"Vegeta is the only one I didn't touch." Bulma could feel the tension in the room and she didn't, for some unknown reason, want it to be like that with the boys in front of her. "Look I haven't seen anything on your scouters and I didn't record anything either. You guys have your strength to fight with and I have my mind. This is how I fight."

Bulma didn't notice it but both Turles's and Raditz's tails twitched in attraction to her at her words. She had no clue that she had made every male want her and every female respect her in a few hours.

Kakarot was still a bit confused. "Why haven't you hacked into our scouters when you hacked into everyone else's?"

Turles chuckled as realization dawned on him. "Of course! You are clearly a lover of technology and you want to meet our father."

Bulma stiffened at that. "I would one day, and it is mainly out of respect for him that I have not."

Raditz smirked at that. "Boys I think she respects us more so than the Prince."

Bulma winked at him. "Well that can be the secret that you have over me." The 3 boys chuckled and Bulma looked at the time on the clock in the classroom. "Speaking of the Prince I have to go see him." She was about to turn but Raditz grabbed her arm.

"Be careful how you address him. His temper is pretty fierce."

Bulma snatched her arm away from him. "Oh really? Because none of you have ever seen mine." She said as she strutted out the room.

Turles chuckled out loud as he saw his brother's reaction to what Bulma just said. "You want her badly don't you?"

Raditz turned to him and frowned. "And you don't?"

"Not as much as you."

"Hey guys can we get something to eat?" Kakarot asked. Both his brothers sighed at that and walked out the classroom.

Meanwhile...

Vegeta was sweating profusely as he fought with an imaginary opponent. He ran, kicked and punched around the room, trying not to think about the fact that no one had contacted him. He was going to make that woman bow to him if it was the last thing he ever did.

He was brought out of his thoughts when there was a knock at his door. "Finally!" He said as he went over to the door expecting to find a messenger that the task was done. He was not however expecting to see the person that he at the moment despised the most.

Bulma was standing there with a smug expression that only he should be wearing in his own school. She strode past him as if she owned the room he was in and flung her long hair over her shoulder. She then smirked at him as she crossed her arms and said, "Checkmate."

Vegeta frowned. He didn't understand the meaning of her phrase, but all he knew was that he didn't like it. He knew that he didn't like her. And he definitely knew that he had enough. He was the Prince of all Saiyans and she was nothing but a commoner that had forgotten who he was and who she was. And he was about to remind her. He slammed the door giving them the privacy that was needed as he glared at her with a barely contained fury. His tail began to twitch behind him rhythmically as he looked at his prey and gave her a maddening smirk.

"You're dead."

Author's Note: Ok guys, so I've gotten some comments about people asking me not to do it exactly like the show. And I have to say, "Oh ye of little faith". If you read any of my fics you can see that I'm pretty good at staying in character with the DBZ people. And even though there are some similarities like pride and stubbornness between Vegeta and the main character of Boys Over Flowers, they are still also very different as well. And Bulma is a genius, bratty, vain, confident, princess that I can never see take being bullied. There's no way that I can make her like the main girl in the series, again the pride and stubbornness are there, but I can't see Bulma making some the choices that are in the series. I know that I had some of you guys worried cuz I did introduce the story exactly like the show, but as you can see it's going to start to go in another direction. I'm writing this story as if these characters were placed in the same situations and ultimately their choices are going to be different. And even though you might have watched and read all the versions of Boys Over Flowers, you still won't know exactly what I'm going to do. Plus Boys over Flowers is based off of Jane Austen's 'Pride and Prejudice' so I'm also drawing inspiration from there as well. For fans of my story Cosmic Love, you might see some characters pop up. I tend to use the same names and so does my sister Veema who writes 'Dragon Ball Legends'.

Next Chapter: Bulma and Vegeta face off!