Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Finding Her Not-So-Charming Prince ❯ Chapter 3
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By: earlsblueeyedangel 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 898 | Visits: 502 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 12.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 898 | Visits: 502 | Status: Completed
Authors note: I forgot to note at the begining that I do NOT own Dragonball, Dragonball Z, or Dragonball GT! I LOVE the show and wish I owned it, but I don't. This is just my fantasy!
Bulma gasped as a figure emerged from the pod. It staggered out, levetated
up into the sky before levetating to the edge of the ball shaped crater. It landed on the ground and stood there for a few seconds
before calapsing face down.
Bulma hesitated before limping over to the still figure. She rolled him onto his back and gasped. The
young man's face was bloody with bruises. Bulma reached into her pocket and pulled out her case with all
her capsules. She pulled out a bungalow capsule, pushed the button , and threw it away from her. After the
smoke cleared a single story bungalow stood there, nestled between the trees. It took Bulma over thirty minutes to get the young man's
body into the house. After falling several times, she manged to get him into the bedroom where she stripped him of
most his clothes, leaving his pants on. After tending to his injuries she covered him up and left the room to take care of
her injured leg. She then began to cook some dinner for them.
Vegeta awoke to find himself in a bed, covered up. He sat up, trew the covers off, and and made his way to the door. Just
before getting to the door his legs buckled. Bulma rushed into the room upon hearing the thud. She helped him up and helped him back
to the bed.
"What do you think you're doing?" Bulma asked him as she helped into the bed. "You're supposed to stay in bed."
As she pushed him onto the bed she glaced down to notice him staring up at her.
"Have I died and gone to heaven?" he asked. Bulma giggled.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Are you an angel?" Bulma stared at him in surprise.
"No. My name is Bulma," she giggled, "I'm an earthling. What is your name?"
"Prince Vegeta," he said before blacking out. Bulma sighed before heading back into the other room to sleep.
A few hours later Bulma was awoken by another crashing sound.
"Not again," she muttered as she got up. She ran into Vegeta's room to find him on the ground, once again trying
to get up. When she tried to get up he shoved her hand away.
"What do you think you're doing, Onna? Leave ME alone!!"
"Fine," she said before letting him fall to the ground. A gasp of pain escaped from his lips. "Oh," she whispered,
feeling sorry for him. She tried to assist him again, but Vegeta slapped away her hands. "Whatever," she muttered before
dissapeared into the kitchen to feed herself. A few minutes later Vegeta limped into the room.
"I'm hungry, Onna," Vegeta growled.
"I have a name," she growled as she put her plate away.
"Yeah... Onna," he replied with a small smirk. Bulma slammed the dishwasher closed before turning her blue eyes
on the Prince.
"My name is Bulma. B-U-L-M-A," she grate out angerly.
"Onna. O-N-N-A." Vegeta smiles slyly. 'This is kinda fun. Nice to know that there is at least one person on this mud
that has spirit.'
"Damaimas, baka," she growled as she headed for the den. Vegeta reached out and roughly grabbed her arm. He
pulled her back and slammed her into a nearby wall. Vegeta's eyes widened when he realized his mistake when her eyes
rolled up into her head and her body went limp.
"Oh, fucking shit," he growled. "Did I kill her?" He put his pointer and middle finger up to her neck for a pulse. 'Good.'
He took a deep breath and sighed with relief. 'I just knocked her out.' He gently picked her up and placed her on the bed. A
few minuted later later her eyes fluttered open.
"What the fuck?" she moaned. "I feel a hundred ton ape just played raquetball with my head."
"Not quiet one hundred tons, maybe 170 pounds."
"Nani?" Bulma questioned as she looked into his eyes.
"I slammed you into a wall. I ddin't realize that your body was that fragile." Bulma frowned as she sat up.
"I'm normally not. You just caught me off guard," she muttered as she crawled out of bed and stiffly made her way
out the door. As soon as she was out she relaxed and limped over to a pond that was by the house. Bulma sat on a stone
next to the clear water and looked at the clear sky. Bulma sighed and lay down on the soft grass. "I wish I were home," she
said looking up at the Big Dipper. "No, I don't," she murmured minutes later. "I want to find him," she told the sun as it began
to rise.
Authors Note: I do not own Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT or it's characters. I'm sorry that these are short. I'm going off one of my old stories.
Bulma gasped as a figure emerged from the pod. It staggered out, levetated
up into the sky before levetating to the edge of the ball shaped crater. It landed on the ground and stood there for a few seconds
before calapsing face down.
Bulma hesitated before limping over to the still figure. She rolled him onto his back and gasped. The
young man's face was bloody with bruises. Bulma reached into her pocket and pulled out her case with all
her capsules. She pulled out a bungalow capsule, pushed the button , and threw it away from her. After the
smoke cleared a single story bungalow stood there, nestled between the trees. It took Bulma over thirty minutes to get the young man's
body into the house. After falling several times, she manged to get him into the bedroom where she stripped him of
most his clothes, leaving his pants on. After tending to his injuries she covered him up and left the room to take care of
her injured leg. She then began to cook some dinner for them.
Vegeta awoke to find himself in a bed, covered up. He sat up, trew the covers off, and and made his way to the door. Just
before getting to the door his legs buckled. Bulma rushed into the room upon hearing the thud. She helped him up and helped him back
to the bed.
"What do you think you're doing?" Bulma asked him as she helped into the bed. "You're supposed to stay in bed."
As she pushed him onto the bed she glaced down to notice him staring up at her.
"Have I died and gone to heaven?" he asked. Bulma giggled.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Are you an angel?" Bulma stared at him in surprise.
"No. My name is Bulma," she giggled, "I'm an earthling. What is your name?"
"Prince Vegeta," he said before blacking out. Bulma sighed before heading back into the other room to sleep.
A few hours later Bulma was awoken by another crashing sound.
"Not again," she muttered as she got up. She ran into Vegeta's room to find him on the ground, once again trying
to get up. When she tried to get up he shoved her hand away.
"What do you think you're doing, Onna? Leave ME alone!!"
"Fine," she said before letting him fall to the ground. A gasp of pain escaped from his lips. "Oh," she whispered,
feeling sorry for him. She tried to assist him again, but Vegeta slapped away her hands. "Whatever," she muttered before
dissapeared into the kitchen to feed herself. A few minutes later Vegeta limped into the room.
"I'm hungry, Onna," Vegeta growled.
"I have a name," she growled as she put her plate away.
"Yeah... Onna," he replied with a small smirk. Bulma slammed the dishwasher closed before turning her blue eyes
on the Prince.
"My name is Bulma. B-U-L-M-A," she grate out angerly.
"Onna. O-N-N-A." Vegeta smiles slyly. 'This is kinda fun. Nice to know that there is at least one person on this mud
that has spirit.'
"Damaimas, baka," she growled as she headed for the den. Vegeta reached out and roughly grabbed her arm. He
pulled her back and slammed her into a nearby wall. Vegeta's eyes widened when he realized his mistake when her eyes
rolled up into her head and her body went limp.
"Oh, fucking shit," he growled. "Did I kill her?" He put his pointer and middle finger up to her neck for a pulse. 'Good.'
He took a deep breath and sighed with relief. 'I just knocked her out.' He gently picked her up and placed her on the bed. A
few minuted later later her eyes fluttered open.
"What the fuck?" she moaned. "I feel a hundred ton ape just played raquetball with my head."
"Not quiet one hundred tons, maybe 170 pounds."
"Nani?" Bulma questioned as she looked into his eyes.
"I slammed you into a wall. I ddin't realize that your body was that fragile." Bulma frowned as she sat up.
"I'm normally not. You just caught me off guard," she muttered as she crawled out of bed and stiffly made her way
out the door. As soon as she was out she relaxed and limped over to a pond that was by the house. Bulma sat on a stone
next to the clear water and looked at the clear sky. Bulma sighed and lay down on the soft grass. "I wish I were home," she
said looking up at the Big Dipper. "No, I don't," she murmured minutes later. "I want to find him," she told the sun as it began
to rise.
Authors Note: I do not own Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT or it's characters. I'm sorry that these are short. I'm going off one of my old stories.