Jakuten

Jakuten

Disclaimer: Not mine.

By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)

Chapter Thirteen: The Mating
Rating: NC17


"Father?!"

The King smirked. "Yes. A wonderful surprise, wouldnou sou say?"

Vejiita snapped his mouth closed and growled. "Just fucking peachy! Where the fuck are all of you coming from?"

The King chuckled. "I heard about Radditzu, Nappa, and Bardock. I don't know either. I was in Hell, and then I was here."

Vejiita snorted. "Great, just what we need. Every Saiyajin popping up out of nowhere on this mud ball."

"You don't seem very happy to see me, son."

Vejiita glared at the father he hadn't seen since he was a boy. "Excuse me, *Father*," he hissed, "but the last time I saw you, you were giving me to Furiza. You have no idea what it was like with that monster and I haven't forgotten nor forgiven you for that."

"Vejiita, you know I had no choice in that."

"Yes, I'm aware. But it didn't matter in the end, now did it? Furiza still destroyed our planet and you. I'd have rather died there that day then live with him!" he snapped. "But, it's over now and Furiza is dead. I'd love to stay and chat, but I have to get back. Goodbye, *Father*," he hissed.

The King frowned. "Where are you going? What could possibly be more important?"

Vejiita snarled. "Not that you care," he growled, "but my mate is going into heat and I'd like to be there!"

"Mate? There are females alive? You chose a mate? I would like to see the female. She is worthy of you, is she not?"

"Maybe later," he snapped, turning away.

"Vejiita, what's her name? Is she one of the elites? Would I remember her?"

Vejiita growled. "She was never on Vejiita-sei."

"What?"

Vejiita glared at the older man over his shoulder. "You heard me. She isn't an elite because she hasn't taken the test. You wouldn't know her because she was never on Vejiita-sei."

The King blinked. "She is Saiyajin, isn't she?" he asked suddenly.

Vejiita scowled. "Yes, now she is."

"Now?"

"Enough, Father! I have to return. I'll talk about the Onna at a later date."

Goku stared between the two Saiyajin worriedly. "Hey, Vejiita, you're kind of being rude to your dad, you know."

Vejiita turned on him snarling. "I don't fucking care! This was a damn waste of my time! I need to go back."

"Vejiita, Buruma isn't ready yet, you told me that yourself."

Vejiita growled loudly and opened his mouth to snap at the third-class warrior, but didn't get the chance.

::Vejiita?:: his mate's mind voice interrupted softl
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He smirked suddenly. ::Onna, what do you want?:: he asked, his gentle tone taking the sting from the words.

::Why are you so angry?::

He frowned. ::Damn, I forgot you'd feel it.::

She giggled in his mind. ::Well, are you going to share? You were *really* angry.::

::Not now, Onna.::

He could feel her disappointment. ::Okay,:: she said softly:Are:Are you coming back now?::

::Wait, Onna. Just a couple more hours.::

He could feel her desire flood through his mind as she sent it to him. ::Please?::

::No!! Onna, knock it off, you keep doing that and I won't talk with you this way either.::

He could almost see her pout. ::Fine. Hurry, Jiita.::

He rolled his eyes suddenly. ::Jakuten, you will be the death of me, you realize. Screw Furiza, you'll be the one to destroy me.::

She giggled. ::Whatever you say, Jiita. Soon, though, right?::

He grunted in amusement. ::Couple more hours. Then you'll wish I'd have stayed away.::

::Okay, bye, Jiita!::

He purred softly into her mind. ::Later, Jakuten.:: He blinked and focused his eyes on his rival, who was looking a bit oddly at him. "What?" he snarled.

"What was that, Vejiita? You kind of zoned off."

Vejiita's father growled. "You were speaking with your mate, correct? You've bonded her," he accused.

Vejiita rolled his eyes. "Not that I need your approval, old man, but yes, I've bonded her. And yes, I was speaking with her."

Goku grinned. "You were? Tell her I said hi!"

Vejiita gave his rival a withering glare. "Moron, I'm not a damn messenger." He rolled his eyes. "Nice to see you again, Father," he mocked, and moved to leap into the air.

"Vejiita! Wait! I'll just take you back," Goku said. "It'd be faster."

Vejiita frowned. "Fine. Nowiot.iot."

"Um, what are we going to do with your dad?"

"Keep him with the others, I don't care!"

"Um, okay, I guess," Goku said, turning to the King. "Um, Vejiita's a bit grouchy and violent right now, Buruma's going into heat is making him a bit territorial. So, until she is done, you're welcome to stay with me and the others. After that, I think they'll all be moving back in with Vejiita and Buruma."

Dende chose that moment to interrupt. "No, Goku-san. The king can stay here for now. I think it would be best if the other Saiyajin didn't know of his revival until Vejiita is done with his... business." He paused. "Is that acceptable, King Vejiita?" the young child asked the king, who nodded.

Vejiita growled. "Fine. Kakarotto. Now."

Goku blinked. "You're even more impatient than usual."

The king suddenly chuckled. "It's mating instincts. The bond should make it more powerful."

Vejiita growled. "Enoughow, ow, Kakarotto!"

"Okay, okay," Goku muttered and extended his arm for Vejiita, who grabbed it with a gloved hand. Moments later they appeared inside of a large capsule house a few feet from a lounging Buruma.

Vejiita snarled and turned of his rival. "Get out of here, now!" he growled.

Goku blinked oddly at his long-time friend, who was smirking sexily. "Um, hi, Buruma," he said quietly.

"Kakarotto, don't make me kill you," Vejiita growled. "Out, now!!!"

z, Vz, Vejiita," he grumbled, put two fingers to his forehead and was gone.

Vejiita sighed in relief and turned to look at his mate. "I forgot the fool needed to teleport to a person's ki." He blinked as she rose from the large blue couch and walked over to him, her tail swaying erotically behind her. He backed away slowly. "Onna," he began before her fingers pressed gently on his lips. She smirked sexily and leaned into his neck, biting him sharply.

He gasped as her teeth sank into his neck, his arms coming around her slender waist. He closed his eyes in bliss. "Now, Jiita," she purred against him, her tail coming around to tease his. "Please?"

He knew he was going to regret it but he leaned over and breathed her scent in deeply. He pushed away the mind-numbing desire it caused, and blinked in realization. She was ready. Already. He smirked. "Oh, I suppose, jakuten," he said haughtily, fighting to control his raging hormones.

He leaned towards her and bit her neck sharply, reopening his mark, sucking gently. He picked her up fluidly, walking softly towards the back room. Even he was amazed at his self-control. Her tail was doing some delicious things to his own furry appendage and he felt as if his legs would give out on him.

He tossed her semi-gently on the bed. He smirked down at her, while she was doing her best to lay still and not look desperate. He purred softly and pounced on her, nipping and kissing her neck and breasts as he removed her annoying clothing. Her own hands were busy tearing at his, and he smirked against her mouth as he won that little contest. She laid beneath him, naked, and looking like an absolute goddess to the Saiyajin no Ouji.

Her blue tail twitched impatiently beside her as he began to help remove his own clothing. When they disappeared into the bedroom somewhere, he leaned down and trailed kisses down her stomach. He could smell her arousal and complete need and knew foreplay was pointless at this time. He smirked, but damn it if he couldn't help but want to taste her once before the actual mating began.

He nuzzled her stiff curls lovingly before he dipped his tongue in to taste her. She moaned loudly and arched her hips to him, her tail wrapping tightly around his wrist. "Vejiita," she breathed softly. "No more. Now, please..."

He smirked against her folds, licked her once more, and moved up to nip her neck. "Ever hear of patience?"

She growled at him. "Like that's a quality you have, idiot. Stop teasing," she whined.

He chuckled softly and moved his hands down her back to grip her buttocks in his large hands. He pulled her hips up and as she wrapped her legs around him, he thrust deeply into her. He damn near lost it then, just as his mate did. She screamed his name, shuddering violently. She gasped as he began to move within her, and clutched at his neck.

He set a nice, fast pace, burying his head into her hair. He grunted with every thrust, pleased as she nearly screamed herself hoarse when she climaxed again. That time, he couldn't hold it and he growled as he erupted within her, shuddering just as violently as she was. He collapsed beside her, her legs still wrapped around him, and he was still within her. They lay there panting softly.

"Again?" she breathed suddenly and he groaned.

"Onna, let me fucking breath, would you?"

She chuckled. "No. Now," she asked, pouncing on him. She kissed his lips demandingly and sat on him, her legs on both sides of his hips. She began to move over his rapidly hardening member and he groaned.

He surprised her by gripping her hips suddenly and rolling them over, so that he was once again on top. He began to thrust into her almost violently, this time only lasting a few minutes before he climaxed with a loud gasp and a small shudder.

She whined and moved beneath him. "More," she begged.

"Damn it, Onna!" he growled. He pulled out of her with a soft hiss, flipped her around, grasping her tail in his hand, and began to stroke the furry limb firmly. She shook violent with the unexpected pleasure. Her loud, sexy purrs, and the scent of her fertility and arousal, quickly did its job and he lifted her hips, entering her roughly from behind. He pumped into her repeatedly, pleased at her screams of pleasure, and spilled himself into her again.

He collapsed near her, wrapping his arms around her slightly trembling frame and brought her to his chest, all without removing himself from her. "Sleep," he murmured, his voice thick with exhaustion. "More later," he whispered once before passing out, unaware that she had done that before he had even spoken.


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Vejiita woke suddenly, to find his mate rocking her hips against him. He groaned. "I thought I was the one that was suppose to be impatient. Hell, you're the one that should be begging to stop, damn it!"

She chuckled huskily. "More," she pleaded. And he gave her exactly that.


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"More?"

"Five more minutes..."

"Now?"

Groan. "Onna, you'll be the death of me yet..."

"Yeah, but what a way to die, huh?"

He chuckled tiredly.


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"Gods..."

"I know...."

"Arrogant bastard..."

A smirk. "I distinctly remember you begginr itr it, so it must not have been too bad."

"Definitely arrogant..."

"What? You expected something else?"

"No... More?"

"Again? Shit, Onna!"

"Come on, you enjoy it...."

"Yeah, but there is such a thing as too much..."

"Really? Who'd have thought...?"

Groan. "Onna, shut up and get your ass over here. You want it, fine, but I'm not fucking moving."

Giggle.


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"I'm tired..."

"About fucking time, Onna."

A soft giggle answered himIs mIs my mate exhausted?" she mocked.

"Damn straight," he muttered. "Next time, I'm leaving the fucking planet.... I cannot survive another one of these..."

Another giggle. "Don't tell me the Saiyajin no Ouji, the Legendary Supersaiyajin, is tired out from a little mating with a certain weak onna?"

He growled. "Next time I'm in my rut, you can see what it feels like!"

"I look foreword to it," she purred sexily.

"Again?" he groaned.

"Oh, yes..."


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Both Saiyajin fell to the bed, completely exhausted. "No more," Vejiita whispered.

"I think I'm satisfied for now," she whispered breathlessly.

"Thank Kami."

"Sleep?"

A nod. "Sleep."


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Vejiita blinked as he awoke, on his own for once. He glanced down at the female within his arms, sighing in relief as he noticed her scent. She was no longer in heat. He repressed a groan. He really needed to get the moon back next time. It'd definitely help his stamina. He took in her scent once more, smirking as he breathed it in.

He placed a hand on her stomach, feeling for the telltale ki he knew was there. She was pregnant. With his son.

He nuzzled his mate's neck softly before drifting off to sleep again. Trunks would be born after all. The ki was the same, only less trained and less powerful. His son from the future wasn't doomed to non-existence. He sighed softly and sleep enveloped him.


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AN: ^_^;

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