Pairings: B/V, Gh/Videl, G/CC

I will be keeping Goku's saiyan name as part of the story since his birth name is Kakkarot. Not too sure if that's the correct spelling or not but oh well.

What happens when you mix saiyans and humans? A mess. This is an AU fic where Vegetasei was never destroyed by Frieza, Goku remained on his homeworld, and Chichi is a saiyan. That makes Gohan a full blood instead of a demi. Bulma and Videl are still humans. Sorry to Goten fans but for a while he won't be in the fic. I'll try to insert him later.

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Italics -- thoughts and flashbacks

previously The hatches close on the pods and they lift off to begin the one week journey back to the Saiyan homeworld.

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Customs and Rules

During the week heading back to the Saiyan homeworld, Bulma got to know Vegeta a little bit better. She had asked him simple questions to start but then asked a question that he spent the next couple of hours answering.

"So Vegeta, tell me a bit about your race and your customs. I don't want to go there and be completely ignorant of the customs and rules of your world." Her request surprised him but he complied with her wishes anyways. "If you're sure you want to know, I'll tell you, but be forwarned, there is alot you must know before we reach the homeworld. Listen well." She made herself comfortable as he began telling her what she wanted to hear.

"The first custom is the initial greeting. Saiyans tend to judge a person from the start and if someone messes up the greeting, the one you were talking to would hold a grudge that could possibly last for many years. The proper way to address someone is to cross your right arm diagonally upwards over your chest and touch the left shoulder with a closed fist. You bow your head as well and never ever look the other person in the eyes until after they have achknowledged your greeting with one of their own."

"The second custom is simple enough. Cleanliness. We battle alot true, but afterwards we constantly are making sure to stay clean. Lack of a bathing area is no excuse for smelling like a wet hog. We pride ourselves in our cleanliness not only of our bodies but also our minds. We undergo enormous pressure, so when we return home we tend to meditate to clear our minds of all hostile thoughts. This prevents anyone from turning on others of our own kind and also maintains a safe environment for the children to grow up in. We're only aggressive when we have to be. It's not easy for us to control our urges to fight or other things but we have to in order to maintain a sense of pride. Our pride is our life. If we don't have pride in the things we do, those things would mean nothing to us. It's just the way we live our lives and I've seen you live your life in pretty much the same manner. You're determined which shows a sense of pride in your work. You work hard which shows you care about what you do and who you do it for. You do things for others without asking for anything in return except respect. Thats pretty much the way we are as well. In other things though, your way of living is totally different then ours. I hope you're prepared for this Bulma, because your life is about to turn a complete 180 as far as customs are concerned."

"Now, as for rules there are only a few that you must know at all times. When in public, you are to address me by my title of Prince. Do not address me informally unless we are alone. Never talk to my father unless he speaks to you first. Don't speak to the elites unless spoken to first. They bare the royal crest of my family so they are easy enough to identify. When asked to attend something of importance, dress for the occasion. You will be supplied with all new clothes so you're prepared for this. You will have other girls here competing against you. They are my father's choices and are of no concern to me. I must, however, treat you all the same way. I have my own set of rules that I must follow for these tests. You will know all the smaller details over the next couple of days. Make sure to keep yourself clean at all times. If the King asks for your company to dinner, do not deny him. In his eyes, that is grounds for immediate execution. Nobody denies him anything, not even me." He glances at the window in front of them. "We're here Bulma. Welcome to Vegetasei."

Bulma glances out the window at the huge blood red planet ahead of them and inwardly starts to wonder what she had gotten herself into. She sits back as they begin their decent to the planet surface and notices Kakkarots ship right alongside theirs. They land a few minutes later with a thud. If Vegeta hadn't been holding her, she would have smacked her head into the window in the front. She looks at him with a sheepish grin. He just chuckles and helps her get out of the ship. He shows her to the palace and allows her to look at the town as they pass through it. Alot of the people look at her strangely as she walks by. They knew by her weird coloring and lack of tail that she wasn't one of them. She uses the greeting she was taught and notices grins cross a bunch of their faces as they return the greeting to her. She rejoices inwardly that she got it right then happens to look to their right. The fighting arena was in plain view there and from the outside didn't look like much. She gets the ok from Vegeta to go see it and cautiously approaches it. She enters the main gate and looks around.

The entire fighting arena was set up like a huge coliseum. There were 30 rows of seats with 500 seats in each row. All of them were already full and those who didn't have a seat either hovered in the air over the arena or sat on the ground near one of the entrances. The seating area for the King and Prince was situated at the right side of the fighting ring where they could see everything. At the moment there was a big match going on between a couple of elites and everyone was cheering them on. Bulma leaves the arena and walks back over to Vegeta. "That place is huge."

"Indeed it is. In a couple days, you will be in there fighting a couple of the strongest females we have to prove yourself. The arena is not for the faint of heart as you will soon find out." He takes her to the palace and helps her to get settled in for the night.

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Heres the next chapter. I hope you like it and please let me know what you think of it.