Hey guys! Im back! I really wanted to do a Vegetasi fic! Let me know how you feel about the first chapter. I would greatly appreciate any feedback you guys have! Suggestions or remarks are good. Anything helps me decide if I need to keep going with this!

Disclam. I don't not own Dragonball/Z/GT/Super or any songs that may be featured in this fic. If I did I would be rich, which sadly I'm not lol.

1.

Prince Vegeta sat on the edge his bed after a grueling training session. His father, King Vegeta, has been pushing for him to become the legendary Super Sayian. It has been out of his grasp and he cannot figure out why he can't seem to reach his goal. It was starting to get under his skin. AHHHHH! He let out a roar of frustration. What am I doing wrong? He thought to himself. His thoughts were interrupted by a loud knocking on the door.

"Prince Vegeta?" A very deep voice asked.

"Goddammit Nappa! What do you want?" The prince snapped. (Good ole Goddammit Napa :])

"The King wishes to see you in the throne room right away."Napa states with a hint of worry in his voice.

"Tell the old Bastard I'll be there when I get there!" Vegeta yelled. Dammit can't the old man do anything without having me be there? I wonder what it will be this time? Vegeta do this, Vegeta do that. Fuck, he is more needy than a bitch in heat. He walks into the bathroom to take a shower before putting on his royal sayian attire. He huffs on frustration while putting on his crimson cape.

"Father." Vegeta nodded to the king as he walked into the throne room, heading to sit on his throne next to his fathers. His father looked just like him, jet black hair standing up like a flame, well built. The only difference in their appearance was that Vegeta was more build than his father, and the King had a gotee. King Vegeta looked at his son and said, " I brought in a new scientist to help us build better armor for our elites. Her name is Bulma Briefs, and you will not be mean to her, are we understood?"

"Honestly father! A woman scientist? She must be a low level pathetic excuse for a sayain then?" He responded.

"She is not a sayain, she is human. I don't want to hear another word about it." King Vegeta said.

"You are fucking with me right? Why would you get a stupid, ugly, unintelligent human to work for us? The prince stated bluntly.

"She is actually smarter than you boy. Leave her alone." King Vegeta said.

"As if I want to go near that thing." Vegeta rolled his eyes.

"On another note, you need to think about getting married, you are 22. I would like you to have an heir before I die son. I will bringing the female elites for you to choose from in 5 months time, understood?" The King said.

"Ugh Father, you know that I don't care for such trivial things. I have no desire to be married." He said.

"Enough! It is final!" King Vegeta said harshly. Vegeta just stood up and stormed out of the throne room furious. Maybe some more training would be good for me, he thought to himself. First I am going to go by and see this "scientist", he said to himself.

*Across the castle, down in the lab.*

There she sat, the blue eyes blue haired beauty. She was a solid ten on her home planet. Here she was even more beautiful as they thought of her as an exotic beauty. Of course, she knew that. Knowing that she was beautiful had never gotten to her head though, she would much rather someone fall in love with her mind, not her body. She sighed why couldn't she find a decent partner to match her wits or just treated her more than a pretty face. that is why she decided to make this move from earth. She had money and friends, but her longtime boyfriend, Yamcha, just could not stay faithful to her. She thought that maybe a change of scenery, and starting new would help her. Dr. Briefs, her father, begged her not to come, but he could not deny the scientific opportunities that it held for his daughter. He decided to give her his blessing, as long as they talked over the scouter video calling. That was a Bulma Briefs invention that, they decided not to release to the public, they always kept the best things for themselves. She was researching what the best material would be good for this armor when she decided to get some coffee to wake her up. She sighed, glad that she brought her own coffee machine and coffee beans, as they don't have that on Vegetasi. She stood up to get coffee in the other room. As she was turing around with the coffee in her hand, she ran into a brick wall, spilling all of the hot coffee all over her. Only it wasn't a brick wall, it was the prince.

"Aww shit, I am so sorry Prince Vegeta.!" She said, in complete awe of this beautiful man in front of her. He was the kind of handsome that could make you go weak at the knees.

"Watch it bitch! Get down and clean this shit up!" The prince raised his voice. He looked at her as she was beneath him, she looked up to him. In this moment he looked at her. He had an intake of breath when he looked at her. She was truly beautiful. He had never seen anyone like her before. She had a low cut red shirt on with the shortest shorts he had ever seen, and a white lab coat. The coffee was dripping down her bossom. It was hard not to look, but he had too, he had already stared to long. He turned his head away bringing the scowl back on his face.

"Listen here buddy! I don't care who you are! Prince or not, I am not your "bitch"! You will not talk to me like that! She said standing up pointing a finger in his face. The audacity of this women! In a quick second he had her pinned up to the wall by her throat. He looked into her ocean blue eyes, no woman had ever talked to him like that. Hell, no man had ever talked to him like and lived to tell the tale, aside from his old man.

"You will not talk to me in the tone. Know who you are talking to." He said coldly. She licked her lips, this should be scaring her, but it intrigued her. He bent down in her ear and whispered, "Next time you do that, you won't be breathing." He licked her earlobe, dropped her and turned around cape billowing in the wind behind him. She sat on the floor in the coffee puddle touching her earlobe. That was the scariest, sexiest thing that has ever happened to me. She pushed herself off the floor deciding to head to her room in the castle to change out of her coffee riddled clothes. Shit, she thought, Vegeta's room is two down from mine. I hope he isn't walking there too. The more she walked to her room the madder she got. Who did he think he was? I don't give a fuck if he is a prince! He will not talk to me like I am scum. I am not scared of him! At this point she was stomping her feet as she reached her door and slammed it open and closed behind her. She quickly cleaned herself up and changed into a yellow maxi dress. She decided to grab her iPod and put something on to calm her down. She searched until there was a smile on her face and selected Fix You by Coldplay. Ah, very mellow just what I need. She opened her door, heading to go back to the lab.

Blasted human! So what if she is beautiful! Fuck, did I really just think that? Vegeta said to himself out loud, while in his room changing back into training clothes. Why didn't I kill her for taking that tone with me? Its because Father told me not to, he tried to justify to himself. Bitch got lucky. He rolled his eyes. I will just stay away from the woman. He walked his door to head out to the training room. As he walked out and looked up he saw the stupid blue haired female. She had on a low cut flowy dress, blue waves cascading down her back. She had something strange in her ear. She was smiling ear to ear. All of a sudden she started to walk in down the hall. She hadn't ever noticed he was there. He heard her sing, "High up above or down below. When you're too in love to let it go. If you never try, you'll never know, just what you're worth. Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones, and I will try to fix you." She has the most beautiful voice he had ever heard, It sounded like it came from the angels themselves. What is wrong with me? Why does this woman intrigue me so? He whispered to himself. I have to stay away from her, he concluded. Training. Training will get my mind off of stupid fucking trial things. He shook his head, walking down the hall to his training room to spar with Napa.