Hi all! This would be my last update before going into study-mode for the exams, so enjoy and please review! Thanks for reading! PM me if you have questions.

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he0ky: Um, I shall try to answer to your review to the best of my abilities. There will be fluff, there will be a bit of intimacy, but there will not be lemons. Why?

Well for one thing, I'm thirteen. I'm not going to write M rated fics at such a young age, because I'd like to enjoy the rest of my childhood, thank you very much. It's really going to mess me up. So no. But if anyone wants to write a lemon for my fic they can do so, but please post it on an external link, because, well…

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And one day, the only thing standing between you and the bottomless pit of insanity and oblivion would be her, holding back your heart with her warmth.

"Wake up."

Bulma groaned and stretched a little, before turning over.

Vegeta blinked. How could she still sleep through the racket going on outside? Did she let her guard down like this? "Wake up," he prodded her lightly.

She yawned a little and gave a soft miaow, before flipping over again so she was facing Vegeta. The saiyan prince frowned a little, watching her. "Bulma. Wake up." He said. The blue-haired girl just carried on sleeping with a peaceful look on her face.

The prince's eyes softened as he sat on the floor, looking at her while she slept. She looks so beautiful… Absentmindedly he pushed a stray strand of aqua hair out of her face and behind her ear, his fingers brushing her soft cheek. Bulma sighed in her sleep.

There was a loud crash from outside.

Vegeta growled and turned towards the amazingly still asleep Bulma, before tucking her in and heading outside to process the damage.

Bulma peeked an eye open just in time to see the tip of Vegeta's tail disappear through her doorway, and giggled.

YYYYYYYYYY

"What are you doing?!"

Radditz, holding a bloodied Yamcha in a headlock, snarled at the human. "He was hitting on my girl!" This made Vegeta narrow his eyes at the ex-bandit. No human should challenge a saiyan for a mate! He resisted the urge to wring Yamcha's neck. If he had tried to hit on his Bulma, there would be hell to pay… wait, where did the 'his Bulma' come from?

"I asked her if she had gotten new shoes!" Yamcha protested, trying in vain to unlatch himself from the enraged saiyan.

"So?" Radditz demanded. "Why would you care if she had gotten new shoes?! What's your motive?!" He tightened his grip on the poor human. Vegeta's eye twitched, and resisted the urge to wring BOTH their necks. One for being an insanely jealous and overprotective mate, another for just being an idiot.

It was then Bulma walked out, in a loose but short nightgown, and one sleeve had slid down her shoulder. "Hey guys. What's up?" She remarked casually. Bulma sauntered into the room and flicked a flirtatious smile towards Vegeta, completely ignoring Yamcha struggling in Radditz's grasp as if it was an everyday scene.

Bulma passed by to pick up the newspaper left by the front door, and when she bent down the back of her short dress slid up a little, baring more skin than it should. The boys' eyes glanced over and lingered a bit too long. For some reason he could not fathom Vegeta tore his gaze away and glared at everyone, especially Yamcha, with a growl.

Nappa, who had just entered the room, raised an eyebrow at Vegeta, wondering what had ticked him off. Radditz, slightly shocked, released Yamcha so he could get some air into his lungs. This made Vegeta blush slightly. Great-now he was the insanely jealous and overprotective one. Oh god, he felt like an idiot.

Bulma clicked her tongue. "You both are getting blood on the carpet." She jerked her thumb towards the door. "Kill each other outside."

In agreement, the long-haired saiyan dragged the beat-up Yamcha out the door.

Bunny pranced out off the kitchen. "Boys, breakfast is ready-oh dear, what has happened to my beautiful green carpet?" "Nothing, mum, just some juice stains." Bulma threw over her shoulder. "By the way, where's Maron?"

Nappa shrugged. "Probably up."

"I know that," the heiress replied, "Yamcha has seen her shoes. But where?"

As if on cue, Maron arrived with tons of shopping bags clinging to her small frame. "There was a sale!" she chirped, in reply to their stares. "Your boyfriend is beating up Yamcha in the yard." Bulma stated.

"Is he?" Maron dropped her bags. "Oh gosh, I better go watch! It's always nice to see how my Radditz is so much stronger than a lot of others!" She squealed before running out the door, abandoning her shopping in the middle of the hallway.

"At least she knows how to appreciate a good fight," Vegeta quipped.

YYYYYYYYYY

Bulma was working on a new invention, what one would call a gravity room. Since Vegeta arrived a week ago, the saiyans have been training like crazy and in response to that, eating everything in sight. But like Goku, they strived for a new challenge-something to keep them pushing their limits. So Vegeta had asked her to build a machine that would increase his strength. Okay, so maybe ASKED wasn't the right term:

"Woman, you are an engineer, are you not? Since you have such confidence in your skills, maybe you need a new challenge. I demand you make me a device that could increase my strength. I don't care what you do, but I need it quick, or else!"

"What, Vegeta? Or else what?"

"Or else… uh.. or else I'll blow up that-that… that creepy looking cat constantly attached to that old man!"

Bulma sighed. She clicked open a satellite program to check on the status. Ever since her incident ten years ago, she had sent up a space probe to scan the area for approaching space crafts. She had forgotten about it afterwards, but the recent arrival of the saiyans triggered her memory and she had started it up again.

The scientist pressed on a certain kay before standing up to get a drink. What she didn't count on was hearing the beep.

The need for coffee forgotten, Bulma raced to the computer. LARGE SPACE VESSEL DETECTED-1056 LIGHT YEARS AWAY-EARTH WITHIN VESSEL'S COURSE-ESTIMATED ARRIVAL TIME 2 MONTHS.

Her heart started racing. Large vessel? Towards Earth? From space? "Vegeta!"

The saiyan prince stopped in the middle of his spar, causing Nappa to land a lucky hit. He flew towards the ground and made a small crater in the lawn, but shook it off and tried to make out the sound he just heard.

"Prince Vegeta?" Nappa inquired. Vegeta ignored him and concentrated. "Vegeta!" There it was again! It sounded like… Bulma! She could be in trouble! The saiyan prince zipped away, leaving a very confused Nappa staring at the crater.

"Bulma!" Vegeta yelled in concern, bursting through the lab doors. Seeing the scientist looking at him in confusion, very much alive and safe, he couldn't help but blush slightly. "What?!"

"Come check this out. I found a large space vessel heading towards Earth two months away." Bulma informed him. Vegeta's eyes widened in alarm and he snatched the scouter Bulma was had borrowed to examine.

He placed the green screen over his eye and clicked a button. Instantly numbers and words Bulma could not comprehend began flashing across the screen at an incredible rate, until it slowed and settled, making Vegeta's heart stop-just for a moment.

And just for a moment, pure fear flickered through his onyx eyes.

"What's wrong?" Bulma placed a hand on his shoulder, seeing his shocked look. Vegeta remained unresponsive and continued staring blankly.

"Prince!" "Your Highness!" Two saiyans appeared at the doorway, making Vegeta snap out of his trance. He removed his scouter and looked at his subjects gravely, before saying the two words that brought an entirely new level of terror crashing towards reality.

"Frieza's coming."