Bulma must have talked for hours about the earth. About her life and her friends. Vegeta never once took his eyes off her. The whole time he watched her, constantly, never moving his eyes away from her. In a sense she thought it was flattering, the way he watched her, but she found it disturbing that this alien looked at her so. Finally, when she was done talking, the sun was beginning to set and she looked out over the horizon. “So Vegeta, I’ve talked so much about this planet and me and my friends, what about you? Where are you from? Who ARE you?”

He wasn’t sure why, but her question shocked him. He sighed and sat there finally looking away from her. “I am Prince Vegeta of Vegetasei. My planet was in a distant galaxy full of people who loved to fight. We were the best military race there was. My father was an associate with an alien named Freeza. However, my father couldn’t see that Freeza was going to destroy my planet any day. My father, the king, gave me to Freeza thinking he could just save me when they came aboard the ship in hope of overthrowing Freeza, but was soon mistaken when Freeza killed the small army of elite soldiers that accompanied him and then… Then he killed my father as well.”

Vegeta looked down in defeat. Bulma reached her hand out and laid it on his shoulder. “It’s ok Vegeta…” She almost whispered. He shook off her hold on him.

“I don’t care. He wasn’t much of a father any ways.” Bulma looked at him shocked, but stayed quiet, hoping he would continue his story. “Any ways, since I was a young boy I’ve worked for Freeza at his base. Purging planets for him to sell to other worlds. I was treated like crap. Can you believe that, a prince of the strongest race in the world treated like nothing more than a spec of dust. Freeza is a strong warrior whose strength is unbelievable. He is the only thing holding me back from becoming great. And here I am. I had to leave that place, that base, that hell hole. I had to find a new home and become whatever I am destined to become. I jumped into the next available pod I saw up there and hit the button and here I am. You see, that is why I asked you the name of this planet because I didn’t look to see where I was headed. I just jumped in.” He looked at Bulma. The truth was that he didn’t want to tell her the whole story. He didn’t want to tell her that Freeza abused him both verbally and physically. He didn’t want to tell her he knew that Freeza was going to kill him because he knew that Vegeta had the potential to become stronger than he. He didn’t want her to know any of that. At least not yet.

Vegeta took off his scouter and brought his face close to Bulma. He wasn’t sure what he was doing, but he couldn’t help it. He brushed his lips against hers. She didn’t even gasp but closed her eyes hoping for more. Vegeta leaned back in and kissed her fully on the lips. He tugged at her lower lip so he could slip his tongue in. They kissed for what seemed like eternity and they finally had to stop. He looked in the eyes, she was the first person he had met on this planet and she had captured his eye. Her blue hair enticed him to run his fingers through it and her eyes were so blue they reminded him of the beautiful rivers and waterfalls he saw on planets he had purged. *What am I thinking! I am a prince and I am not to fall in love with some, human.* Midway through his thoughts Bulma suddenly got up, reaching for his hand, “Come Vegeta, you need a place to stay and since you no longer have a home I invite you to live with me.” Vegeta opened his mouth to protest but Bulma continued, “My dad is the richest man in the world, REMEMBER! Our home is huge.” He closed his mouth and got up to follow Bulma.

They walked silently together. Bulma’s mind raced with thoughts about the kiss. She couldn’t even remember when she had first come out to examine the ship. But they had talked for such a long time. The sun was now gone and the moon was out, lighting the forest in its moonlight. She was amazed at how he leaned in for the kiss and especially amazed at how she had excepted it. She had been searching for love her life and she secretly hoped this dark prince would love her. She found it appealing the way he held himself in such an arrogant manner. He obviously had secrets he did not want to tell her but she hoped that one day he would tell her.

They finally reached the house and she let herself in. First they went to the kitchen where she found a note that said her dad had to go out of town for a couple of days on business and brought her mother along. She smiled to herself. *At least I got Vegeta to myself.* She then told him to follow her upstairs. Her door was at the end of the hall and there was a guest room right next to hers. “Here Vegeta. This will be your room. The bathroom is in the room and has towels, shampoo, soap, everything. There is the bed and it is already made. A tv is right over there on the tv stand and the dresser… I take it you don’t have any clothes since you left so quickly huh?” Vegeta shook his head “no.” “Ok, well don’t worry, we’ll worry about clothes later. Just get settled in. My room is that door at the end of the hall. If you need any thing just knock. I’ll leave you be now.”

As soon as Bulma left Vegeta sat down on the bed. *I don’t know what has gotten into me. It’s all this running. It is Freeza’s fault.* Vegeta gave a low growl and his tail swayed behind him. He laid there on the bed with out removing any of his clothes. He closed his eyes, even though he wasn’t tired and silently meditated.

:::Freeza yelled constantly at Vegeta. “VEGETA! IT TOOK YOU FOUR DAYS TO PURGE THAT PLANET! IT SHOULDN’T TAKE THAT LONG! YOU ARE A SAIYAN! IT SHOULD ONLY TAKE AN HOUR!” Freeza continued to rant and rave as Vegeta stayed down in his kneeling position.

“Freeza, listen, there were fighters on that planet and it took us by surprise. We had to fight them off!”

“And you think that is an excuse! You are a failure! You are a weakling.” Freeza spitted at Vegeta hitting the floor right by his foot. “You are a stupid monkey. I should kill you right now.” He leaned back in her throne-like chair, “But why should I relieve you of your suffering now. HAHAHAHA, you are a good fighter, maybe stupid and incompetent, but you are worth keeping. Leave before you make me sick.”

Vegeta got up and bowed, “Your lord,” and left mumbling curses under his breath, “One day Freeza, you will be put in your place.”:::

Vegeta opened his eyes quickly. He shivered at his flashback and growled again at the thought of Freeza. “Someday Freeza, you WILL be put in your place.”

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Morning came early for Bulma, mostly because she felt so happy from Vegeta’s kiss, she quickly fell asleep reminiscing on that moment. Deciding that she better go check up on Vegeta she got up and cleaned herself up to look at least presentable and knocked on Vegeta’s door. “Vegeta,” she sang, “Are you up?”

When she opened the door all the way she saw him sitting at the edge of his bed staring out of the window. “Vegeta did you even sleep?” She tried to look at his face but when she saw it, it was blank and emotionless.

“Yes woman, I slept, I just… I’m just… I’m just hungry.” Vegeta looked at her for a moment before rising, hoping to follow her to where the food was. He was about to tell her that he wanted someone to comfort him. He was afraid, but his pride and honor held him back from letting her enter his heart. He didn’t want anyone to know anything, not at this moment.

“Yeah sure. I bet you eat just as much as Goku so I’ll make you a lot of food.” Bulma smiled and led him out of his room and headed towards the kitchen. Bulma pointed to the table and chairs and told him to sit in one of them. Once he was seated, Bulma went over to the stove. She made Vegeta six scrambled eggs, five pancakes, five Belgium waffles, and ten muffins. She set it all in front of Vegeta along with a pair of chop sticks. She turned her back for one minute trying to clean up her mess and when she turned back around, all the food was gone. A satisfied Vegeta set down his chopsticks on one of the empty plates and wiped off his face of the few crumbs with a napkin. Other than that, Vegeta was not messy at all. Bulma stood in awe at the prince who had eaten everything without making a mess like Goku. Vegeta smirked when he saw her face, “I was hungry, and unlike other saiyans, I have manners.”

Bulma didn’t say anything and cleaned up the rest of his plates along with popping an extra muffin she had made for herself into her mouth. “Vegeta, why don’t you go take a shower. Maybe I’ll introduce you to Goku, what do you think?”

“That’ll be fine. I have nothing better to do, and I guess the best thing to do is to get accustomed to this world.” He excused himself from the table and went into his room to clean himself up. Bulma made her way up the stairs and momentarily paused at Vegeta’s door. She had an urge to kiss him again. She had some strange attraction to this alien and she didn’t know why. *He is quite handsome, and he is all alone. He seems like he needs someone, I wonder why is that?* She sighed, hoping someday that she would get that information out of him and headed towards her room to shower and change. She was going to introduce Vegeta today to Goku and his family since they were probably the same race.

Vegeta let the water run over him. *What is this woman doing to me. Argh… I can’t seem to get her out of my mind. I just want to take her and kiss her, but why? She seems like a decent human, maybe… No… That wouldn’t work.* He was thinking about having a child with Bulma and restarting his saiyan race, but as you saw, he quickly dismissed that idea. He continued to stand under the shower and allowed his mind to wander.

:::“What do you mean my nurse has left?” Vegeta was only six years old and his favorite nurse, the only nurse he allowed to touch him was gone. She wasn’t even saiyan, but an alien from a distant world, but he felt comfort when he was with her. She wasn’t mean like his father and would always make him feel better.

“You heard me Vegeta, the nurse left. You were showing to much weakness because of her, always going and whining to her. I can’t believe I have a BABY as a son.” His father scoffed at him as Vegeta turned around holding back his tears and screams, this time, he wouldn’t have a nurse to go running back to.

“Why did you make her leave father! She didn’t do anything!” Vegeta began to turn away from his father and ran out of the room ignoring his father’s screams that was saying what a weakling he was. Vegeta ran over to where he knew his nurse’s room was. He thought that maybe he could catch her before she left, he had known her ever since he was born.

When he reached the room he saw her lying on the bed, which to him he thought she was sleeping. “Nurse, nurse wake up.” Vegeta reached up to shake her awake but when he drew his hand back it was covered with blood. *My father… He killed my nurse!* Vegeta, six years of age, promised then he would never care about anyone again because it only made him weak when they left.:::

Vegeta’s eyes popped open at the remembrance of his nurse. He scoffed at that memory, he didn’t know any better, he was a boy and he learned his lesson. He got out of the shower and dried off his body and hair. He put back on his saiyan armor and grabbed his scouter putting it on as he stepped out. He walked over to Bulma’s door and knocked loudly. “Come in!” He opened up the door.

Bulma was sitting in front of her vanity table primping herself up. She was wearing a tight spaghetti-strap white shirt that was a V-neck and showed her stomach. She wore navy blue cargo pants and was combing her shoulder length blue hair out. Vegeta gaped at her beauty until he quickly realized it and then he composed himself and stood with his arms crossed. “What are you doing?” Bulma looked at him and smiled.

“I’m just making myself looked presentable.”

Vegeta smirked at her remark, “Whatever, can we go now?”

“Oh, getting a little edgy are we? Fine lets go. She threw on her sneakers and began heading for the door. She took out of her capsules, clicked the button on the top, and threw it on the ground and out popped a black sports car.

“Here, get in.” Since she had already explained to Vegeta about cars and capsules he knew what to do and seated himself in the passenger’s side and buckled his seat belt. Bulma got in the driver’s seat and started the car and started heading east towards the Son house. It was about a 15 minute drive and when they finally reached the house it was about 12:00 p.m. “HERE WE ARE!”

Bulma got out and knocked on the door. Vegeta stood a couple of feet behind her. He was quite reluctant to meeting new people on this planet, especially one that was a saiyan. Goku answered the door and with a yell of surprise he threw his arms around his long time friend and hugged her. Vegeta didn’t know why, but the closeness of this saiyan and Bulma made him angry, but he held it back and came to Bulma’s side. “Wow Bulma, and who is this?”

“Goku, this is Vegeta, Vegeta this is Goku.” Goku extended his hand expecting a handshake but Vegeta just glared at his hand and looked at Goku.

“And you are a saiyan?” Vegeta shook his head in disgust and stepped back.

“A saiyan? What is that?!” Goku looked frighteningly at Bulma, “What is a saiyan Bulma and who is he!”

Bulma stepped in the house, “Goku, its going to be a long story. Can we come in?”

“Sure” Goku allowed both Bulma and Vegeta into the house and told them to sit down. “Chi chi and Gohan are out at this moment, but they will return tonight, so I don’t know if you will get to meet them.” Bulma just shrugged eager to tell him the story.

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“WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M A SAIYAN! I’M FROM VEGETASEI! HE IS MY PRINCE! WHAAAAAAAT!” Goku looked frantically at Vegeta, “Ok wait, who are you?

Vegeta sighed “I am Prince Vegeta of Vegetasei and we are called saiyans. We are the strongest race in the universe and we are born with tails. On full moons, if we have our tails, we turn into giant monkey-like creatures called Oozarus. And by the looks of you, and by the strength you posses, you are a saiyan that must’ve been sent off to purge this planet. I’m not surprised that you didn’t go through with it, you are way too kind hearted.”

Goku put his hand behind his head and laughed, “Well I hit my head when I was young and I don’t remember anything before then.”

“Then that must be why. You must have forgotten your mission and who you were.”

“Hmn… So I’m an alien, how weird.” He looked at Bulma, “Can you believe that, I’m an alien!”

Bulma laughed, “It sure explains a lot. Especially about your tail and when you used to transform into that monkey.”

Goku leaned back in his chair, *So I’m an alien. And this arrogant guy is my prince. I can sense a little bit of his power, and he is quite strong. So that must have been that powerful force I felt yesterday.*

“What are you looking at?”

“Oh nothing,” Goku replied sheepishly.

Vegeta leaned back, *I remember something about a boy being sent off to a planet to purge it but never returned… Could this be the boy Kakorrot? I bet he is, and then that would make him a low class saiyan weakling. Oh well, at least I won’t have any competition in strength.* Vegeta smirked his new home was quite a place.

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Some where deep in outer space an evil creature that struck fear in his employees paced his room staring out his window to the stars that surrounded him for miles. “Vegeta! Where are you! I will find you and beat you, hahahaha, but I won’t kill you, I will make you suffer. No one makes a fool of FREEZA!”

Freeza was slowly making plans of recapturing the monkey prince.

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Ok, well here is chapter 1!!! I hoped you liked it. I know it might seem kinda slow, bu I hope it cleared some stuff up. Tell me what you think! Chapter 2 is coming soon, maybe tonight! ~: )!

~*~Laura~*~