Chapter 1 : Unawareness

5 years later.

Kakarotto fidgeted in his seat. Being in a space ship for a week and half with a bunch of grouchy male saiyans was not good for his health. For starters Kakarotto was always happy and content about anything that passed by. Female saiyans that happened to be there found him attractive, charming though a little weird and for some bizarre reason would always be refused. But what really annoyed all the male saiyans was the fact that every time they'd tried to fight him they end up on their asses EVERY time and he was so damn NICE afterwards. Very un-saiyan like.

But Kakarotto didn't mind, he was so carefree that his father often thought of him as a little naïve. Not that he minded. He loved to travel and have adventures where ever his duties took him. He was excited and couldn't wait to get out of the spaceship as soon as possible.

"Hey Ve, are we there yet?" Kakarotto asked.

"No" grumped Vegeta as he was looking over a few documents.

Vegeta, or Prince Vegeta to his followers, was the only male on that ship that didn't have a problem with Kakarotto. Well, okay, on the first day when Kakarotto was assigned to be his guard the Prince was peeved at the thought that his father wanted him to be protected. He was a SAIYAN and most importantly a SAIYAN PRINCE damnit! He didn't need protection! But when he tried to prove his point by killing Kakarotto he was stunned that his fastest ki blast hit nothing but air. Though embarrassed he later reluctantly accepted Kakarotto as his guard and much MUCH later on as a friend. Doing so, he became so immune to Kakarotto weirdness that he never thought twice about it unless his childlike behaviour suddenly spurted out in rare occasions.

"Is it suppose to take this long to get to earth?" Kakarotto asked.

"It wouldn't have been if you hadn't started those fights on the ship" Vegeta said, finally looking at him.

Kakarotto scratched the back of head sheepishly and shrugged.

"Not my fault, those guys wanted to fight"

"The repairs had slowed us down by two days" Vegeta growled.

"Aw c'mon Ve, at least you're catching up with your paper work" Kakarotto smiled.

Vegeta growled but said nothing; he hated that nickname his guard gave him. No matter what he said or did Kakarotto just carried on. Silently he agreed with his guard, he had finished up a load of paper work. It was mainly to do the repairs of the ships, buildings, homes, training facilities, schools and a whole load of crap that was caused by the war against Frieza. And he thought HE caused a worthy bill of damage. Looking over the bills he began to calculate how much money Vegetasae would need to rebuild itself. Concentration was a fine art and he needed it for this little problem. But Kakarotto had other ideas.

"Tell you what why don't we spar once your done" Kakarotto said.

"…"

"Ve?"

"…"

"Ve?"

"…"

"Veggie?"

KABOW!

"I TOLD YOU NEVER TO CALL ME THAT YOU BAKA! HOW MANY TIMES DOES IT TAKE FOR IT TO FINALLY SINK IN????????"

Vegeta's ki blast barely scratched Kakarotto as he dived out of the way from the incoming attack. Vegeta was standing up with his shoulders hunched in anger as he looked at Kakarotto on the floor who looked at Vegeta unworriedly. Where others would have died from terror by the Prince quick temper he just looked calmly at him. But he had to admit Vegeta was getting better at hitting him.

"So, you wanna spar or not?"

Vegeta closed his eyes, trying to remember what his therapist told him. Count to ten right? That crap was suppose to work on this sort of stuff. If he had his way he wouldn't be in anger management but he did have a tendency to kill those who pissed him off just for the simplest things. The last time he was in a room of humans he nearly killed them all for hitting one nerve and the treaty needed him to be very sane and very calm. Taking a deep breath he opened his eyes at Kakarotto.

"Maybe later, right now I have to finish some work. Go find a wench and leave me be" Vegeta said.

Kakarotto pulled a face, as much as he like the women on board he never found anything exciting or alluring about them. Besides that eating food and fighting was the only thing he did around the place that didn't have anything to do with his duties. Just as he was about to annoy Vegeta again he noticed the incoming planet from the window.

"Hey Ve!"

"What?"

"That's earth right?"

The Prince looked and gave out a loud contented sigh. He hated this damn ship.

"Yes it is, hurry up baka. We'll be landing shortly" Vegeta said.

Upon the great mountain Chichi and a few fellow Amazonians watched the space ship enter the atmosphere. Her eyes narrowed and focused on it like telescopes as it landed within the city near the mountain of which they dwelt. There was a crowed there of people cheering, throwing up banners, made the large parade happy as the occupants of the ship came out. She focused her eyes again to occupants of the ship. Though they varied a little they all looked the same, black eyes, black hair, wearing blue and white armour and they all had something furry wrapped around their waists.

"Tails" Chichi murmured, frowning.

Warriors with tails, she remembered her grandmother talking about these warriors with tails but they were only legend. But there they were, walking around as they basked in the cheers of the city people. She smirked, she heard these warriors were masterful fighters and she hadn't had a good fight in yonks. Maybe she could finally go to the limit, but she had to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

"Princess?" an amazon questioned.

Chichi blinked returning her eyes to normal and looked at the amazon.

"Tell my aunt I won't be back till dawn and say nothing of this ship unless I don't return the next night."

The group of amazons nodded and before they could even blink there was a sudden rush of cool air and the Princess was gone. Only a dust trail remained of her.

Chichi practically flew threw the forest as she edged towards the city. Nicking a few clothes from a nearby washing line to disguise herself along the way, she scaled the nearest building and began jumping from rooftop to rooftop to her destination.

Every human within the Great hall of the Royal Palace watched the Saiyans eating. They stared at the masses amount of food were consumed in minutes before the saiyans were asking for more. The only one that seemed to have any manners was the Prince who, normally wouldn't mind this, was chagrined, counting to ten in his head.

The King of Earth unfazed by this turned to the Prince with a smile.

"How's the chicken?"

The Prince frowned at King.

"What is chicken?" Vegeta asked.

"The bird" the King said, gesturing to the chicken on his plate.

"Oh. It's undercooked" Vegeta said nonchalantly.

"Well let me call a ser…"

Vegeta formed a small ki blast in his hand and cooked it instantly.

"…vant" the king finished.

Vegeta took a leg off and bit into it.

"Mmm, crunchy" Vegeta said, barely concealing the fangs behind his sharp smirk.

The king chuckled awkwardly at the Prince little display; King Vegeta had warned him the Prince might pull something with a little dry humour to it.

"I see space hasn't affected you" the King said.

"Nothing really affects me" Vegeta said.

He was about to take another bite when he saw the most beautiful creature he ever laid eyes on standing up and leaving the hall. Her curly blue hair swaying across her shoulders as she walked with her long silver gown hugging her loosely over her slender body. She pauses for a moment feeling his eyes on her and looks in his direction. She smile graciously and exits. He sat there, staring after her like a dumb fool even after the doors are closed.

"Prince Vegeta?"

"Huh?" Vegeta said as he looked towards the voice which turns out to be the King's.

"Are you alright? I was trying to talk to you and you didn't respond for a while" the King smiled kindly.

"Who was that lady with the blue hair?" Vegeta asked.

The King raised his eyebrows in amusement.

"She is Lady Bulma, the leading scientist to this planet along with her father. She'll be marrying my son Yamcha this coming autumn" the King said.

"Congratulations" Vegeta said.

Vegeta smiled politely but inside he suddenly felt the need to pulverize someone. The first female that seemed worthy enough to pursuit was already taken. Unknowing of Vegeta's feelings the King smiled happily. The King then turned to his advisor while Vegeta looked to his guard who, now finished after eating five stag legs, was licking off the remains from his fingers.

"Is there a problem Prince Vegeta?" Kakarotto asked before looking at the Prince, the only time he said his title was when they had company.

"Yes there is. I'm bored, I'm tired, I still have to finish up my paper work, I haven't had a decent spar AND I still have to sign that treaty" Vegeta said in their native tongue. "Sometimes I wish the old man was in better health."

"I thought you hated your father." Kakarotto said back in their native tongue.

"I do and I know he's having health problems but still couldn't he do his own fucking paper work than hand it to me?"

"Maybe because of his health problems he's preparing you after his death."

"How considerate of him."

Kakarotto rolled his eyes at the sarcastic drawl but then frowned when he felt a strong ki enter the Palace and then disappeared.

"What is it?" Vegeta asked, noticing his guard demeanour.

"I thought I felt…never mind, must be the spacelag" Kakarotto sighed before popping a grape into his mouth.

Bulma walked down the halls of the palace, feeling the need to get the hell out of gown into a shirt and trousers. She nearly missed the fact that the saiyan prince was watching her because of it. She sighed, he was a handsome man but she was marrying Yamcha. Lost in her thoughts she almost tripped over the unconscious guards.

"Uh oh" Bulma said, looking around to count five in total.

Turning around she almost screamed in shock when something landed in front of her and clamped their strong yet feminine hand over her mouth. Bulma let out a sigh, realising who it was.

"Hi Bulma" Chichi said, removing her hand gently.

"Chichi, don't do that" Bulma said.

"And miss out on your reactions? Hardly seems fair" Chichi quipped.

Bulma rolled her eyes at her friends and looked at the guards.

"Why did you knock the guards out?" Bulma asked.

"Only way I could get in, they'll be fine though" Chichi said. "So, who are these guests you have here?"

"Why?" Bulma asked.

"The Amazons have to know what is going on around here" Chichi said.

"You know that evil emperor, Frieza?" Bulma said.

"Yes, you asked me to give you sensei beans and other magic things because of that guy" Chichi said.

"We helped these people to defeat him" Bulma said.

"Why didn't you tell me that?" Chichi asked.

"Well…they happen to be a warrior race, I didn't want you guys to fight" Bulma said.

Chichi then smirked.

"Saiyans" Chichi said.

"How did you know that" Bulma said.

"My grandmother told me about them; the tails gave it away" Chichi said, looking towards the entrance of the great hall.

Bulma frowned as she caught Chichi's look.

"What are you thinking Chichi" Bulma asked.

"Nothing" Chichi said quickly, turning back to her.

"I know that look. It's the I'm-going-to-fight-these-guys-and-see-who-wins look" Bulma said.

"Bulma" Chichi whined.

"Chichi, please don't fight these guys. We're trying to pull an alliance with them" Bulma said.

"Fine" Chichi grouched.

At that moment Chichi picked up on some people's ki coming up close. Before Bulma could asked Chichi jumped straight up and hid behind a large ornament. Bulma looked back down to see Prince Yamcha and a few guards and gulped.

Oh crap. Chichi hasn't been around Yamcha, what the hell is she going to do?

"Ah Bulma you look beautiful in that gown"

"Thank you Prince Yamcha"

"Sir, someone has knocked these guards" a soldier said.

"Err, I did" Bulma said quickly.

"You?" Yamcha said.

"Yes, they scared me and I attacked them, they will be fine" Bulma said.

"Five men? I see you picked up something from the Amazons" Yamcha said.

"Yeah" Bulma said meekly, feeling Chichi's eyes rolling.

Bulma learned a few techniques from Chichi, but never could master them properly like the Amazon, no matter how many times she tried. Didn't mean Chichi hadn't tried her best to teach her though.

"Personally I find them all bunch of bitches." Yamcha said.

The guards and Yamcha laughed at that.

"Really" Bulma said, trying not to look up.

"Yeah, all they do is hunt and fight. They are just a bunch of barbarians waiting for a good kick up their big back sides" Yamcha said.

"But they help us to win against Frieza, they could of said no" Bulma said quickly, hoping to do more good than damaged or so she thought.

"Bulma, they only listen to women. They listened to you because of that. How stupid can they be?" Yamcha said "And besides we don't really need them with technology being more advance now. Once I rule this planet I'll have to get rid of them all. They are a dying race of freaks parading up in the mountains like a bunch of feminist harpies."

Kakarotto was tuning in and out of the conversation between Vegeta and the King when a huge explosion occurred. A shrill scream was emitted and then bodies began to be blast out of the walls. Immediatly the saiyans and the human soldiers stood up, wondering what the hell was going. Kakarotto looked towards the King; he was just as stunned as the other people. When the durst had cleared, their stood one pissed off Amazonian Princess ready to blast everyone to hell. And Kakarotto couldn't keep his eyes off her. She was stunning, a deadly beauty with power. Hair and eyes as dark as the night sky with pale skin, beautiful pouty lips and a lean, yet curvy body, to match it with. Two words could describe her. Damn Fuckable.

But she wasn't looking back at him, she was looking straight back at the frighten King.

"So, we're harpies then" Chichi said.

She begins to walk to the King.

"Barbarians"

She looks around for a bit without a care as she walks towards the King.

"Freaks"

She stops in front of him.

"A bunch of bitches you're going to wipe out" Chichi growled angrily. "Is that true?"

No one moved. No one dared.

"That is not true" the King said.

"Under your rule but your son says otherwise" Chichi said.

The King see's his son amongst the rumble, unconscious, and looks back at her.

"Consider this as a warning for what is to come, your majesty" Chichi said mockingly, and within a flash she was gone.

Vegeta looked towards the King.

"Who the FUCK was that?" Vegeta exclaimed, voicing every saiyans thought.

"That was Chichi, a Princess of the Amazons." The King said he looked towards his son. "What have you done Yamcha?"

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