Helloooooooo you amazing people out there :) This is a story that has been itching my brain for the last 7 years. I had started a draft of this story in 2016, lost track of it along the way, and then found it floating in the cloud a few years later.

I finally found the courage to publish it online and finish what I started. So I hope you enjoy this journey with me and the craziness that my brain has created with our favourite Saiyan Prince and his blue-haired woman.

PS: I feel like this wouldn't be a fan-fiction without me adding that I own nothing of Dragon Ball Z :)

Chapter 1

Bulma held her father's hand tightly as she and her father followed the burly saiyan down the extensive corridors of the royal palace of Vegetasei. Dr Briefs looked at his daughter. She was just a girl of 5, yet she had shown great potential to become one of the universe's greatest minds.

He was accepting the King's offer to become head scientist, for her, for her mother and for their people. The King had threatened him that if he did not accept the position, he and his army would attack the people of earth. Not only did that leave him without any choice in the matter, but he had to now relocate his family to a new planet and a new home in the palace.

Of course Bunny was overjoyed in hearing that she got to live in a new environment with a new race of people but he, on the other hand, was not so sure. These saiyans weren't the most friendly of people neither were they a peaceful race. From what he had gathered, these saiyans travelled around the universe annihilating countless civilisations emptying planets all in favour of a tyrant by the name of Frieza.

Dr Briefs was brought out of his thoughts once they had reached two huge wooden doors. The doors themselves were magnificent. Engraved with intricate patterns and designs, he was in awe at the exquisite architecture.

The saiyan opened the doors and led them into the throne room of the royals. Three large golden thrones stood majestically at the end of a long hallway. On the biggest of these thrones sat a man, whom he assumed to be the King. He had a thick mane of black hair that stood up like a flame, stern features and an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. A blood red cape was attached to his navy blue and gold armour and the bulge of his muscles were clearly visible under his spandex suit. To his left was the Queen who had hair of a similar texture to her husband's, however hers was long and flowed down to her mid back. Her features were more gentle and feminine, and her posture and demeanour emanated royalty and respectability. To the right of the King sat a boy dressed in the same blue and gold armour as the king. He had a disinterested look on his face and was lounging in his throne with his legs thrown over the arms of the chair. This must have been the prince. He had hair similar to his father's and dark obsidian eyes which stared intensely at them as they entered the throne room.

Dr Briefs felt Bulma press closer to him and he turned to give her a reassuring smile. He hoped everything would go well between himself and the King. He only wanted the best for his little Bulma.

As they approached the Royal family, they got down on one knee bowing to them. Bulma who was looking around the throne room in awe, just stood there until her father tugged at her hand indicating that she should bow. She looked at the King who was glaring at her angrily and then at the prince who was staring intently at her and lastly the queen who had a gentle and knowing smile on her face. Slowly she got down on one knee bowing to the royals.

"Rise," spoke the King. His voice was a deep rumble in the throne room and reverberated off the walls.

"Your Majesty, this is the Earth scientist and his daughter that you requested for," said the saiyan guard that had brought them there.

"Yes, I see, but as I recall I only asked for the scientist not his brat"

"Actually sire, his wife is also living in the palace with him and his daughter," the guard said nervously

"WHAT! I explicitly told you to only bring the scientist, I cannot waste my time in accommodating for his entire family," roared the King. The guard immediately backed away slightly, afraid of what his punishment was. Truth be told, it wasn't his fault that the scientist's entire family decided to tag along. Dr Briefs had refused to come with him if his family weren't able to come. So to make matters easier he just had agreed to Dr Briefs demands.

"Excuse me, but I believe I should have some say in this matter," Dr Briefs said quietly

The King turned to the scientist and narrowed his eyes. "I don't remember granting you permission to speak earthling"

"Seeing as it is my services you are requiring and not the other way around, I suggest that you listen to my argument," Dr Briefs reasoned.

"Do not speak with such insolence weakling, I can easily dispose of you and get another weak scientist to fulfil my commands."

"Sorry your majesty, I was just suggesting that if you would like me to work at my maximum output and efficiency, it would be best if I were in an environment that I find comfortable. That is the reason why I brought my family," Dr Briefs stated.

"I guess you have a point. You will be provided with comfortable lodgings for you and your family. I expect you to report for duty at the labs first thing tomorrow morning."

Dr Briefs nodded in approval. He inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. The meeting with the King wasn't going as bad as he had expected.

"You are dismissed," the King's voice boomed. Dr Briefs nodded and muttered his thanks before reaching for Bulma's hand and leading her out of the throne room.

Bulma was bored. She was ordered by her father to stay in their quarters and not to leave. The only problem was she had nothing to do and no one to play with. Her mother was busy in the small kitchen baking as usual. The door seemed very inviting right now.

"I guess it won't hurt to go out for a little while and then come back," Bulma said to herself. Stealthily she made her way to the door, avoiding the vision of her mother, she slowly opened the door, slipped out and closed it softly behind her. Once in the corridor she decided to turn right. The palace was like a maze, there were so many corridors and passages. Bulma turned a corner when she saw a doorway that looked like it opened out into a garden. Making her way to the garden, Bulma noticed the carpet had changed to a deep red and was much softer than the other carpet that covered the palace floors.

The garden was beautiful. There were so many different colours of flowers, the grass was green and soft and the trees stood majestically, their large branches providing patches of shade where you could relax. That was when she noticed a boy about her age sitting cross legged by the lake. His eyes were closed and he was levitating slightly off the ground. Bulma decided she should sneak up on him. She slowly walked on the edge of the lake, until she was right behind him. He hadn't moved an inch. Suddenly she tapped him on the shoulder. Before she knew what was happening, he was in front of her, his hand enclosed around her throat and his dark obsidian eyes boring into hers. That was when she realized who he was. He was the prince! She had seen him before in the throne room looking at her with those same intense eyes.

"What do you think you are doing girl?" he snarled. Bulma looked back at him with no trace of fear.

"Hi my name is Bulma," she responded. She was hopeful that maybe she would be able to find a friend in this prince. He snarled at her, his eyes narrowing and his hand tightening around her throat so that her supply of airflow was almost cut off.

"I don't care what your name is"

"Can you let me go, I can't breathe," Bulma choked out.

"No"

"Please your majesty"

"Now that's more I like it"

Vegeta suddenly dropped Bulma to the ground causing her to fall straight on her bottom.

"OWWWWW!"

The prince chuckled at her reaction.

"You didn't have to drop me so hard," Bulma shouted

"Whatever"

'So what is your name?" Bulma asked curiously

"Vegeta"

"That's a weird name" Bulma said tilting her head to the side

"Well, you're not one to talk BUUUUUULMAAAA" Vegeta said dragging out every syllable of her name

Ignoring his mean comment Bulma decided to ask him something else, "So what are you doing out here?" Bulma asked

"Well I was meditating until you disturbed me," he replied

"Since you're not doing that anymore do you want to go swim in the lake?"

"You sure you won't drown?" he responded with a smirk

"Honestly don't worry about me, I think you should be more worried about yourself," she said with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"What do yo-"

With that Bulma used all of her strength to push the prince into the lake. Vegeta, who was caught off-guard immediately fell backwards and splashed into the freezing cold water. Once he surfaced again he saw Bulma rolling around in the grass laughing her head off.

"You think that was funny girl?!" Vegeta asked his face red with anger.

"It w…ww…aaaa…sss HILARIOUS!" Bulma said in a fit of laughter and trying hard to breathe

"Well let's see how you like it"

"Huh?" Bulma said her head immediately shooting upwards.

In a flash Vegeta had flown out of the water and wrapped his arms around her waist. Smirking he nosedived straight into the water with Bulma in his arms.

"OHHH MY GOSHHHHH! THIS WATER IS FREEEEEEZING!" Bulma screamed once they resurfaced

Vegeta couldn't hold in his laughter any longer and he burst out in a fit, laughing loudly

"What is wrong with you, you jerk!"

"Well, you are the one that started it" he said smirking

"You think you're so smart huh?" Bulma said narrowing her eyes.

Suddenly Bulma scooped up some ice cold water in her hands and shoved it at the prince. Vegeta didn't know what hit him and suddenly had a wave of water splash him straight in his face.

"So you want to play like that? Just so you know no one can out best the prince of all saiyans!" With that Vegeta splashed some water in her face. Bulma responded with equal fervour and soon both children were splashing and shoving water at each other. After some time Bulma started to notice the sky getting darker. Suddenly she remembered that she was supposed to be returning home now. Her clothes dripping with water she pulled herself out of the lake and tried to squeeze the excess water out.

"Where are you going?" Vegeta asked. He was still in the lake and was about to attack her with water from behind when she just got out of the lake.

"I need to go home now my mom and dad must be starting to worry"

Vegeta also pulled himself out of the lake but with much more ease than Bulma had managed to. He looked at her trying to squeeze out all the water from her clothing.

"What are you doing?" he asked tilting his head to the side in slight confusion

"Well I can't let my parents see me all wet like this"

"You can come to my place and freshen up if you want. I am going there now."

Bulma looked at him shocked. Since she had met him she had noticed that he was not one to offer anything to anyone and he was especially not usually bothered or concerned about anyone other than himself. She decided she wouldn't bring it up and just accept his offer before he decided to withdraw it.

"Sure that would be great, thanks"

Vegeta nodded his head once and started walking out of the garden. Bulma immediately followed behind him. He walked out of the garden, into the passage and started making his way through the maze of passages that made up the palace. At one stage Bulma tried to remember all the twists and turns he was taking, but after some time she lost count and decided to just follow him. Soon they reached a big wooden door that was carved with the finest hands and the most exquisite designs Bulma had ever seen. Next to the door there was a small key pad attached to the wall into which Vegeta punched in a series of numbers. The doors suddenly opened revealing a large bedroom and living room. To say the room was large was an understatement. The carpet was a rich dark red and was soft beneath her feet. To the left there was a doorway that opened out into a living room with many comfy couches surrounding a large flat screen TV. To the right there was a door that must have opened out into the bathroom. In the centre of the room stood a large king-sized bed draped in the softest and purest silk.

"Wow nice…" Bulma said in absolute awe of the magnificent room

Vegeta smirked proudly crossing his arms over his chest. "The bathroom is over there", he said pointing to the door on the right.

"Oh alright", Bulma said walking towards the bathroom. Once she entered the bathroom she saw a large tub that must have been the size of a swimming pool. It was rimmed with gold and there was an array of shampoos and soaps to choose from.

"Well, this is going to be fun", she said making her way towards the large tub.

Vegeta was stretched out on his bed staring at the ceiling waiting for the girl to finish in the bathroom. He had dried himself off with his ki ages ago. That girl was in the bathroom for at least 45 minutes now. How can anyone take that long in the bathroom? Maybe he should go check on her and see if she's okay. Grumbling to himself about stupid girls he got off the bed and made his way towards the bathroom. As he was about to open the door she opened it and stepped outside.

"Okay I'm done now," she said with a smile on her face.

"Took you long enough you were in there for almost an hour" he responded angrily

"Well, I was in that swimming pool you call a bathtub when I sorta dozed off"

"Humph" he said turning away

"So can you take me home? I kinda don't know my way back" she said shyly

"Stupid girl, you are lucky I just happen to know where my father had you and your family placed."

"Great so you can take me back right?" she asked enthusiastically

"Now who said that I will do that?" he said turning around so that he was facing her, a smirk gracing his features

"Awwwwwwww pleeeeaaaaassseeeee Veeegeeetaaaa" she whined

Covering his ears he responded "Fine as long as you stop that blasted whining!"

"Thanks Vegeta you're the best"

"Humph"

Turning around with his nose in the air he walked out of his room with Bulma following behind him. This time as he was walking Bulma took note of all the turns he was making. When they finally stopped in front of her door Bulma realised that her room wasn't as far from Vegeta's as she had originally thought.

"Here you go girl" Vegeta said turning around to leave

"Wait Vegeta" she said grabbing his arm

"What is it now girl?" he said turning back around to face her

Shyly she looked back at him. "Can I meet up with you again tomorrow so that we can play again?"

"Girl, I have to train tomorrow since I missed out today"

"Train? Train for what exactly?" she responded with a quizzical look on her face

"To become the strongest saiyan alive and to become the legendary super saiyan I was born to be" he said proudly puffing out his chest a bit

"Right, I'll pretend I just understood what you just said. Goodnight Vegeta see you tomorrow" she said turning around with a smile on her face.

Vegeta watched as she entered her room then he turned on his heel heading for his room grumbling to himself about stupid earth girls.

Inside her house Bulma smile was still plastered on her face. She was so excited she had made her first friend.

"OH MY GOSH BULMA ARE YOU OKAY?" her mother screamed running towards her when she entered the living room. Her father stopped his pacing and immediately rushed towards her.

"Where exactly have you been Bulma? I give you specific orders not to leave our quarters and you go wandering off on your own! Do you have any idea how worried you had your mother and I! Something could have happened to you what if one of the saiyans had hurt you?!" her father yelled at her. Bulma looked up at him quizzically and turned her head to the side slightly.

"The saiyans wouldn't hurt me Daddy, I just met the prince and he was really nice to me" she said innocently

"WHAT!" her father screamed

"Yeah, I pushed him in the lake and then he pushed me in and then we started fighting and then he took me to his room to get cleaned up and then he brought me here" she rambled on

Her father looked at her his face full of shock. "Bulma, listen to me" he said getting down on one knee so that he was eye level with her. "These saiyans can't be taken for granted they are dangerous and can seriously hurt you if they so wish. You can't hang out with the prince anymore, it's not safe" Bulma took a step back from him her eyes brimming with tears.

"But Vegeta is my only friend here" she said tears streaming down her face

"Well then you will just have to find new friends then"

"But….but…but…"

"Come on Bulma you know I only do what is best for you" her father responded calmly

"Fine then" she said retreating to her room

Bulma's father ran a hand through his hair turning to face his wife. "Well that went well" he said sarcastically.

Inside her room Bulma had changed into her pyjamas and was snuggling under the warm sheets. She was not affected by the conversation she just had with her father. There was no way that she was not going to meet up with him again. In fact she was going to see him tomorrow. She will show her Daddy that Vegeta isn't as bad as he thinks.