Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden Love ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

Forbidden Love

A/N: This is an alternate universe fanfiction, I forgot to mention that. Uhrm. What else? Not much that I can think of, and let me know how ya like this!

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Bulma rolled out of bed early the next morning. She quickly hopped in the shower and got dressed. Today, she was wearing one of her alternative shirts. It was a white tanktop with a black lace top that went over it. Her hair was done in the same fashion. She was wearing the same black miniskirt. Only today she wasn't wearing the boots, she was wearing black dress shoes. She allowed her nice, firm legs to show. She was going to see the Queen the first thing this morning.

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Prince Vegeta got out of bed and looked around his quarters which seemed to be asbolutely upside down. He growled and then quickly got changed. He decided he would take a shower once he got back. He was setting out to see his mother about getting a maid to work in his room today. Vegeta entered the Throne Room to see his mother sitting on her throne thinking about something. He wasn't going to ask her what, though. "Mother," he bellowed.

"Yes, my son?" She replied with out looking up at him.

"I need a servant woman to fix my quarters again."

"Must you call them 'servant women'? They do have names you know."

"I don't give a shit. Just send one to my room, today. Make sure that idiot of a manager sends a new one and not the same old boring ones that I always get."

"Which ones are those, son?"

"The annoying one with the curly brown hair, Liana or whatever her name is and that short, ugly one with the blonde hair."

"Her name is Linda."

"I don't care what her name is! I don't want her putting her filthy slave hands on me! I want the one that I keep hearing about from Kakarot, Turles, and Radditz."

Rosicheena finally looked up at her son and widened her eyes. Her son was talking about the one that the King was trying to keep away from him. King Vegeta seemed to be paranoid that his son would fall for the beautiful saiya-jin and would not want to choose an upper class woman as his Queen. A small smirk broke out across her face as she looked away from her son. She had always believed that the two would make a good couple. Yes, this could work out well after all.

"Alright, my little prince. I'll make sure that you get her."

"Good." With that he stormed out of the room to go back to his room and take a shower. After that he would go pound the shit out of Kakarot.

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Not too long after Vegeta had left the room, Bulma came in with a request. She walked closer to Queen Rosicheena and bowed before her. The maid waited for permission from the Queen to rise.

"You may rise."

Bulma stood up and smiled innocently at the Queen.

"What is your request, Bulma?"

"I want those slimey saiya-jin scum to stop groping me. Every single one of them have a fascination with fondling my tail while I'm trying to work! It gets really stupid after a while!"

"I'm afraid there is nothing I can do about them. I do have a solution, though."

"Let's hear it. Anything you propose, has to be better than living with those dirty jerks."

"My son requested earlier, that he needed a maid's services today. I could make you an offer that you can't refuse. You could work for my son full-time with good pay and good health care. You will also dine with the other royal maids."

Bulma couldn't stop the smile that was coming onto her face. Finally, she would get to work for the Prince! She had heard he was quite handsome and she wanted to see for herself and now her wishes were coming true. Better than that, she didn't have to see those slimeballs ever again! She was so happy that she could scream.

"That would be wonderful, your highness. At what time would you like me to begin?" She asked quickly.

"Finish your first assignment and then inform that human manager, Yamcha, that the Queen requests you service her son full-time. He will let you go. You will also be assigned new quarters next to my son's. Incase he needs anything he can contact you."

"Yes, your highness. Thank you very much!" She ran down the carpeting and out into the hallway with the biggest smile on her face. That also meant that she had to see Kakarot first. That wasn't bad, though. He never tried anything with her, since he was happily mated to a woman named Chichi who helped with cooking dinner for the royal family.

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Bulma entered the room and saw Kakarot sleeping on his bed. He left her a good mess today. His clothes were all over the floor. She silently shook her head and picked up everything and put it in the laundry basket. That seemed to be the only thing that really needed cleaning. With out disturbing the sleeping Kakarot, she wrote a letter informing him of the change. She quietly snuck out of the room and bounded down the hall towards the Prince's chambers.

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Prince Vegeta had just left his chambers to go wake up that sleeping fool, Kakarot. He was so focused on getting that Third class baka that he failed to notice the blue haired saiya-jin skipping by him. He simply regarded her as one of the empty-headed maids and banged on Kakarot's door.

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Bulma didn't pay any attention to the saiya-jin that walked by her, she just kept on going to the Prince's quarters. She slowly opened the door and looked around. The room was beautiful. She had never seen anything like it before. The walls were navy blue, as were the curtains and the bed sheets. He had huge windows that looked like they would take an eternity to clean. Thankfully, they already were clean.

His room was a complete pig sty. She started by picking up all the clothing off the floor and putting it in the laundry basket. Then she made up his bed, since he didn't bother to make it himself. She muttered under her breath, "He seems like a lazy bastard more than anything. I thought Princes knew how to take care of themselves. Haha."

She finished smoothing out the blanket and then went into the bathroom. It was spotless, thank goodness. Then the maid checked the kitchen to find it in the same condition. "Well, it looks like he at least knows how to wash dishes and keep his kitchen clean."

After checking everything else, she looked for the duster and quickly found it. Bulma began dusting everything around the room. She was in the middle of the room when he finally came back in. She stood still for a moment but then just decided to keep working.

Vegeta was in a horrible mood when he came through the door, which caused him to slam it. A growl was let loose and then he yelled, "DAMN THAT BASTARD KAKAROT! WHY DOES HE HAVE TO SLEEP ALL GOD DAMN DAY?" The funny thing was that he wasn't expecting a voice to answer him back.

"Because that's the way that Kakarot is, my lord."

He turned his attention towards the voice and saw the most beautiful saiya-jin woman that he had ever seen in his life. "Who are you?!?!" He demanded.

"Didn't your mother inform that you would have a personal maid?"

"No."

"Well, I'm Bulma and I'm going to be your full-time maid." She definitely thought that the Prince was the hottest saiya-jin that she had ever seen. God what she wouldn't do just to be in the high class at that moment.

"Your coloring is rare."

"No shit, really?"

"Watch your tone, slave."

"I am not a slave! I'm a maid, get it right!"

"So what? Same thing."

"NOW LISTEN HERE YOU PRICK!--"

"DON'T YOU DARE DISRESPECT YOUR PRINCE."

"I WOULDN'T IF YOU HAD BETTER MANNERS."

"GET BACK TO WORK, WENCH!" The Prince stormed over to his bed and kicked off his boots. He smirked and then said, "Pick those up, woman."

"I'm not going to be picking anything up for you if you don't call me by my name." She walked over to where he had kicked them, bent down, and picked them up. In the process she had given Vegeta a nice view, by mistake. She set them down in his closet where the rest of his footwear was.

"Slaves don't have names," he replied as he took off his gloves and threw them on the ground, just so she would bend over again. He couldn't deny that he liked that little preview she gave him. "Pick those up, too."

"I can already tell that you're going to fucking drive me crazy." She bent over again to pick up his gloves and then put them in the closet where the rest of them were.

"You already are crazy, woman." He replied with a smirk.

"If you weren't the Prince, I would have already slapped you a long time ago." Speaking of slapping, she had to set down some ground rules. "I have a few ground rules that you have to follow. You CAN NOT under any circumstance, touch my tail. I will personally pound the shit out of you, if you do. You also can't grope me while I'm trying to work. God knows those other slimeball friends of yours, Radditz and Turles, that's all they do!"

"Trust me, I would never touch a slave woman. Especially as one as hideous as you are. You have to be one of the ugliest women that I have ever seen in my entire life, and unfortunately, I'm stuck with you."

"Well, you're no sight for sore eyes either, Prince Vegeta." She picked up her duster and finished dusting around the room. She just let the Prince relax while he was sprawled out on his bed. Then she worked around to the lamp that was beside his bed.

Vegeta watched every move of her body as she worked. When she finally came near him, he got an idea. He sat up on his bed. She didn't seem to be paying any attention to him. Which was good. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her down onto his lap.

Bulma jumped when she felt an arm snaking around her waist. She was even more startled when she landed on Vegeta's lap. She struggled to get free and barked, "LET ME GO YOU JERK!"

His hand grasped her tail and slowly began to caress it. Each caress caused her to express her pleasure in moans. His fingers worked in a sensation that almost caused her to climax right there on his lap. In a low sultry voice, he whispered in her ear, "Now what was that you were saying about not touching your tail?"

"You bastard!" She screamed as she was released from his grip. Immediately, she sprung out of his lap and angrily tended to her duties.

"If I were you, I'd feel privileged. I don't pay any attention to those other dirty little servant girls. That Linda woman tries to touch me but I threaten to blast her."

"What about Liana?"

"You mean that ugly curly brown haired bitch who is desperate for me to make a pass at her?"

"What?!"

"She is. Every time she came in here, she'd look at me with those longing eyes, hoping that I would take her right there on the floor. It's not my fault if she's ugly as hell."

"That's real low, Vegeta. Really low." Bulma paused for a moment, making a realization. If he never made a pass at his other maids, that must've meant that he thought she was really attractive. A smirk became visible on her face and she began to hum while finishing up her duties.

"What the hell are you smirking at, woman?"

"None of your fucking business."

"You are an ill-tempered and intolerant woman."

"So? Why the hell should you care what I am?"

"I don't."

"Good, then stop talking about me."

"Just stating the facts."

"Well, I don't need you to state any facts. Asshole. Just shut the fuck up and let me finish what I'm supposed to be doing, instead of distracting me."

The only response she got was a smirk from Vegeta who was relaxing on his bed. With an evil grin on her face, she got an idea. Bulma leaned over the Prince, giving him a glorious view of her cleavage with out realizing it, and started dusting him off.

Vegeta's eyes shot open and then he snapped, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? DO I LOOK LIKE I'M DIRTY, WOMAN?" He growled when she started laughing, then his eyes dropped to her cleavage and he instantly became speechless.

Bulma stopped laughing to see why the Prince had suddenly stopped growling. She spotted his eyes on something that he wasn't supposed to be looking at. A growl escaped her throat as she snapped, "YOU FUCKING PERVERT! KEEP YOUR EYES OFF MY CHEST, DIRTY BASTARD." After taking a deep breath, she continued, "You're just as bad as Radditz and Turles. Except Turles made me speak French to him." She stood up and got back to work.

"We're men. What do you expect?"

"No. I'll tell you what you are! You're all a bunch of horny bastards who take pleasure in trying to seduce the attractive maids because you can't get anyone else. Let me tell you something! This maid ISN'T interested."

Vegeta shot out of his bed and came towards the maid with an angry expression on his face. In the process, she kept backing up and eventually hit the wall. The Prince had the woman pinned against the wall. The anger never escaped the burning wrath of his black depths. "If you dare to disrespect me one more time, I will snap your neck---"

He was cut off by a knock on his door. Who could possibly be summoning the Prince at this hour? Unless it was Kakarot who had finally gotten up. In any case, he had to find out.

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A/N: End of the first chapter. I must say that I had some fun writing this chapter. Hopefully you'll enjoy it just as much as I enjoyed writing it. Lol. Review please! Thanks. ^___^;;;