Chapter four

What is she?

" What is the meaning of this?" Vegeta shouted through clench teeth.

Dr. Brief and Mrs. Brief flinched from the sheer volume of Vegeta voice. It was like hearing thunder clashing in the gray clouds. Bulma however, was unaffected. She remained where she stood calm as ever. Her bandage arms were crossed over her chest and she had a deep scowl on her beautiful face. If Raditz and Nappa guess they would think she resembled their prince in more way than one. Vegeta was topping towards them his hands clenching and unclenching trying to control himself from blasting the family away from the dimension on the living. Vegeta grabbed Dr. Brief from the collar of his shirt and pull him up to meet him at eye level. Dr. Brief almost pissed his pants in fear.

" I am force to leave my home planet by my father because you threaten to take away the technology you have promised us and breaking the contract. You claimed that a second class saiyan beat your daughter to paraliyzation. If I remember correctly you only have one daughter. If I'm also not mistaken this blonde ditz here has to be your mate. Then that makes the child over there your daughter and she doesn't look paralyze to me!"

Dr. Brief had been dropped on the ground with a hard thud as a loud slapping sound was echoing through the docking bay. Each saiyan that was there to greet Vegeta including the the two body gaurds, Raditz and Nappa looked shocked and the color from their faces was drain. Bulma had slapped Vegeta right across the face and she looked angry. Dr. Brief had scurry behind his daughter with his wife holding onto him her dear life. They had all heard the last time a woman slapped Vegeta she did not live to tell the tale. Vegeta did not make a move to raise a hand on Bulma. He was dumb founded and awe struck by her new found beauty. If anyone was aware of what Vegeta was thinking as he gaze upon Bulma they would say he was smitten by her. Bulma ocean blue eyes grew to a dark blue as they burn with her anger.

"I am not a child! I'm sixteen! I'm almost a woman you creep!"

Nappa and Raditz were ready to punish Bulma for touching their prince, but Vegeta rose a hand to stop them. " Stop."

A young beauty she was to his eyes. He couldn't stop admiring her. Bulma looked ready to start fighting with Vegeta even if she had no experience in combat. Vegeta just stood there. When she saw he wasn't going to do anything she took her leave. Bulma snorted " Whatever, I don't have time for this. I have better things to do with my time."

Bulma left the smitten Prince to check on the results of her blood test, but before she went to the lab she headed towards her bathroom to get ready for school.

Flash Back

Bulma had gone through some sort of change that made the doctors and her father shocked and curious. When Bulma had a woke they were already gone to Dr. Brief lab below the compound with the two doctors that has come to assist him with Bulma and her injuries that she had suffer from. When Bulma stir from her deep unconscious state she couldn't feel any pain from the injuries she sustained, but she could feel the change in her body. She wiggled her toes happy to know that she could still feel and move her limbs. She had remember the saiyan breaking her back when he threw her against the wall.

Bulma saw that she was in her bedroom instead of in a hospital room. She saw that her father try to bring the nessacary equipment he needed to keep her home under his care instead of in the hospital under the care of strangers. She saw the heart monitor and the I.V. on her right side and on her left was her weeping mother.

" Oh! Bulma! My poor baby your awake!" Mrs. Brief cried.

She was clutching onto Bulma bruised hand in a tight grip.

' Is that suppose to hurt?' Bulma remembered the saiyan breaking her arm.

Mrs. Brief felt Bulma wriggle her fingers under the bandages that were firmly wrapped around her arm.

" Oh I'm sorry dear. I'm just so happy to see your okay."

let go of her daughter hand. Bulma sat up. She felt light headed. Bulma knew it was probably due to the fact that she hasn't eaten anything.

" Where dad?" asked Bulma

" Oh at the moment your father have a conversation with the saiyan king. Afterwards your father going to return to his lab to see the results your blood test. The two doctors and your father want to know why you have gone through some sort of metamorphosis. Its not very normal dear."

" Metamorphasis?"

" Holy Shit?" Bulma screaming voice could be heard through out the compound. Bulma was in shock.

Her once shoulder length lavender locks was now long aqua tress that reached to the bottom of her back. Her skin was now a soft snowy white that made the ocean blue irises stand out. Bulma gently touch her face surpised at the feel of her skin.

' My skin it so soft?'

Bulma slipped off her hospital gown forgetting her mother was there in the room with her.

" My body?

Bulma body looked amazing. Her body was no longer just slender but she was also well tone. This was the kind of body every women on the planet would do anything to have. Bulma turned around to get a side glance of herself when her mother snapped her out of the train thought.

" Oh my! Bulma you back!" Her mother shrieked in horror.

Bulma saw the long pink gash going down her back. Bulma would have shock to see such a wound if it wasn't for the dark blue appendage swaying gently behind her.

" What the hell is that?"

Bulma grabbed the appendage and try to pull it off herself, but the the appendage fur bristle in the shocking pain that felt like electric bolts up her spin. Her head pounded as if she were having ten migraines at once.

' This thing attached to me.' Bulma thought sadly.

" Hohohohoho, I forgotten to mention that. While your father and the doctors her attending to you; you grew a tail. It ripped out of your back and left that nasty scar." Mrs. Brief pouted.

" I grew a tail? How?"

" We don't know dear. That's why your father drew blood from you. He wanted to find out as well. I must say you look a lot like those handsome saiyans." Mrs. Brief giggled

( Mrs. Brief only paid attention to the men only.)

Bulma growled, " I'm nothing like those pathetic monkeys!"

Mrs. Brief gasped at Bulma sudden display of hostility.

" Bulma why would you say such a thing!"

" Get out! I don't need to explain myself to you." Bulma screamed. Hatred for the saiyans felt almost unbearable. Bulma punch the mirror and it shatter into tiny pieces. Mrs. Brief became so frightened by her daughter sudden out burst she ran out of the room crying silently.

Bulma knew she should have felt guilty for making her mom cry, but she didn't. No, instead Bulma felt confident, dangerous, and somewhat animalistic. She sort of liked it.

End of flash back

Bulma was taking a hot shower. Steam was building up in the large bathroom. She shampooed and condition her long aqua tresses. Bulma felt like she had been defiled by the saiyan prince eyes. She remember the endless depths she saw in those onyx eyes. Bulma grabbed the sponge and pour a large amount of body soup. She scrub and scrub her body until her skin was almost red. Once Bulma felt the invisible dirt was gone she turned off the shower. And dried herself quickly with a large towel. The excitement of seeing her blood results was to empowering. Bulma had to see it before she left to school. She ran to her closet and slipped on black lace under garments and then she grabbed her school uniform and a white vest to slip over it. Her uniform was a sailor suit with a small navy blue skirt. To Bulma distaste whenever she lifted her tail her panties reveal themselves. Bulma knew only one person who could deal with this problem. She her helping the other female saiyans that cared if someone saw their undergarments. That would mean she had to think of a very good apology for her mother. Bulma hasn't spoken to her mother since last week. Sighing in defeat she set out to search for her mother. The blood result will just have to wait for another day.

Vegeta hadn't heard a word Dr. Brief said as they gave him a tour of the compound. His mind was set on the daughter of Dr. Brief. When they first made contact with the Earthlings his father messenger had sent him a file on the Brief family. It was his duty as a prince to learn this sort of information and about the mud ball planet he was now on. His father had lectured him on how important it was to know why they made a contract with such a weak but intelligent race. On the file of each member of the family they had a photo to match their description. Dr. Brief was exactly as his photo and description describe him. Lavender hair, grayish blue eyes, mustache, wears glasses and a lab coat all the time. He has a genius IQ, always carries a black cat around with him, a smoker, and he was 48 years old. Yes, Dr. Brief matched his description perfectly. Dr. Brief mate, Mrs. Brief, also matched her description accurately. She was a woman with blond afro hair, bright blue eyes, a slender body, she 32 years old. She had an IQ of a rock. It was their off spring that did not with the her description. Her photo didn't even look like her.

" Mom!"

' Ah, speak of the devil.'

Bulma skin crawl when she felt the piercing stare of the saiyan prince. She tried her best to ignore them and pretend they weren't there.

'If I known they were stil showing them around the compound I would have just waited and go to school late.'

Vegeta notice Bulma nose wrinkled in disgust. As if there was a foul stench in the air. He smell nothing wrong. He hadn't a clue what she could smelling.

Raditz nudged Nappa from behind Vegeta.

" If I get the chance I would screw that girl for hours." Snickered Raditz

" Not if I get to her first." Challenge Nappa.

" If I were the two of you I suggest you keep your desires to yourself." Advised Vegeta.

" Why? We're whispering low enough. The Earthlings can't hear a word we're saying." Chuckle Raditz. He knuged Nappa in response and the two chuckled at one another as if they were exchanging stories in a drunken state at a bar.

Bulma had finished apologizing to her mother and before the two women left to fix Bulma little delima she turned to the three saiyans and flick them her middle finger.

" Fuck you!" She whispered low enough to make it deaf among her parents ears but load enough for the saiyans to hear.

Vegeta interest began to grow. He watch Bulma follow her mother out of the green house and towards their housing complex.

" I thought humans can't hear well." Said Nappa a bet dumnfounded.

" You thought wrong." Vegeta chuckles.