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Endlessly	By : Froglady15 Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2949 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 16
- 17
- 18
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Warning: This chapter contains violence, some gore and uncomfortable situations, but nothing too bad- in my opinion. If you're not ok with it, do not read! And please don't sue me for use of songs. Again!
Chapter 17
Previously…
She looked back up at him and couldn't help but notice how pleased with himself he looked. "That. That was my first orgasm." She said in wonder, mostly to herself. "Ever."
"Good." He replied still looking smug. He was glad he had been the only one to give her that kind of pleasure. He kissed her chastely on the lips and rolled off her and attempted to pull her into his arms.
"What now?" she asked, unsure of his actions.
"Sleep." He said.
"Sleep? After that?" she asked in shock. "How can I possibly sleep after that?"
"I don't know, Woman. I always manage to somehow." He said with an evil smirk.
She smacked him on the shoulder. "You ass!"
"I told you Woman. Payback." He chuckled. He was very pleased with himself. He had gone much further than he had originally intended with her, but he was glad he had been able to do this for her without losing his self control. Although, it was extremely difficult and he wanted nothing more than to finish what he had just started. Tomorrow. He told himself. Tomorrow night after her performance, he would take her out of the palace and someplace special. Then she would be his. All the complications from tonight just confirmed it to him; he could not wait any longer. They needed to bond. He would find a way to keep her safe after words.
"That's not fair though! I never touch you." She argued.
"True. But the effect is still the same. You're hot and bothered for more. Nearly every night, I am hot and bothered for much more and I still manage to sleep. You still got the better end of the stick tonight, Woman."
"Well, let me remedy that for you, oh dear Prince." She said suggestively.
"Vulgar Woman." He growled and grabbed her into his arms holding her tightly so she couldn't move.
"Let me go!" she whined.
"Woman. Sleep." He growled at her. "That was just a preview. In a few days, don't worry." He whispered into her ear.
"A few days? Vegeta, are we leaving?" She asked excitedly.
"Sleep." He commanded.
"I can't possibly sleep now! What happens in a few days? Like, what changed?" she asked, so excited. If he meant what she thought he'd meant, that means they'd be like married. She could barely contain herself!
"It doesn't matter. You'll find out soon enough. I will explain everything. But for god's sake, please get some sleep."
Bulma turned around, gave him a quick peck on the cheek and settled into his arms. There was no way she'd be able to fall asleep anytime soon, but she could think about what she should wear and all that stuff.
Vegeta sighed. He knew he shouldn't have said anything to her. He could feel her nearly hyperventilating from joy. He was glad she felt that way. He was happy too. Good thing I had said a few days and not tomorrow. He thought to himself. He had lots to do tomorrow and plenty to arrange. He didn't know how much time they had, so he wanted to make it as special as he possibly could for her without, of course, demeaning himself too much.
The next morning…
Bulma awoke the next morning to the pleasant surprise of Vegeta still holding her. It was very rare that he slept in with her. He was usually already up and out and about training or in meetings with his father by now.
It had taken her forever to fall asleep last night. She had been way too excited. Were she and Vegeta finally going to be mated? She knew if that's what he meant that it would be a permanent attachment. She wanted nothing more! But they had held off on consummating their relationship because it would cause so much trouble for Vegeta. There was no way she would be accepted by his father or even the rest of the people. He had insisted they wait until he had gained enough strength to take on anyone who would challenge him and his decision in his choice of mate; his father being the main obstacle. The King would have a fit!
Lord Frieza was another huge problem for them. Vegeta didn't believe the Lizard Lord cared one way or another whom he took as a mate, but he knew that if given a chance, he would exploit it and use her as a weakness to control him.
Bulma was wondering why he had changed his mind? He had told her that they could not be mated until he was absolutely sure he could defend her from any and all threats. Had he finally ascended? She thought not because if he had, she was sure he would have been gloating. It was something he really wanted. He would have told her if he had finally done it. So did that mean he decided to take her advice and leave here for a while and then come back when he was ready? She sure hoped so. She liked the planet Vegeta-sei, but life here was too stressful. Bulma was very independent and used to doing what she wanted, when she wanted. It had been a difficult adjustment for her to go from complete freedom to no freedom then to life with Vegeta in which she was never treated as a slave, but due to their situation she had to always have an escort everywhere she went. She was sure if things were different, he would have no problem letting her come and go as she pleased. She still hadn't seen any of Vegeta-sei since her arrival. From what she could tell from Vegeta's balcony, it was a beautiful planet; lots of mountains and such. But she could never go and explore. She couldn't go by herself and Vegeta never had time.
So, if Vegeta had decided that they were leaving, she would be more than happy with that decision. Maybe then they could have a few months to themselves. There was still so much she didn't know about Vegeta. The man was an enigma to her. On one hand he was cold and angry due to everything he'd seen and been through in his life. He was downright scary when he wanted to be. On the other hand, when it came to her, he could be the most gentle, loving person she had ever met. The contrast between the two was hard to believe. While he was over protective to the point where she at times felt smothered, she understood his worries and overlooked it, knowing it was better that he be that way than if he didn't care at all.
Vegeta pulled her tightly against him, sensing she was awake. He had decided to sleep in a little and stay with her a little longer than usual, but he had to be getting up soon. He had lots to do today if he was going to whisk her away later on tonight. He had a pretty good idea of where he was going to take her.
He had purchased a small home on an obscure island on the planet when he had first been discharged from Frieza's service. He had picked it because of its isolated location. It was nowhere near as luxurious as the palace, but it was somewhere he could go where no one would bother him. Not his father, not the council, not Asia; no one. He hadn't been there in about a year; his father had kept him so busy with missions that he hadn't had the time to go there. He had all but forgotten about it until last night when he was thinking of some place to take Bulma. He could see her loving it there. It was beautiful, peaceful and there was plenty of space for just the two of them to relax without worry of being disturbed. They could hang out on the beach, or walk through the jungle areas; but it was small enough that they could probably walk from one side of the island to the other in the matter of a few hours, but he thought it was the perfect place to take her. He didn't know anything about romancing females, but he was pretty sure that once he arrived there this evening it would make for a decent romantic setting. He hoped so anyway. He had never gone through the trouble of trying to woo a female before. Up until now, he thought it all to be absolute silliness. However, the desire to do something special for Bulma actually appealed to him. He intended on only doing this once, and since he wasn't the romantic-type, she had better appreciate the lengths he was going to be going through for her.
He also wasn't completely certain of all of the courtship rituals of her culture, of what was acceptable and what was not. He remembered she had once told him that the male gives the female a ring and the female's acceptance symbolized that their union would soon be finalized after a ceremony and the signing of paperwork. It all seemed ridiculous to him. There was no paperwork. No ceremonies. In his case, there would be because he was a prince, so there had to be a coronation ceremony to appoint his mate as Princess of Vegeta-sei. But even that would be done after he and his chosen were mated. No one else had to go through those formalities. They simply mated and bonded and announced their union and that was that. His heart sank briefly at the thought that he would never be allowed to have Bulma appointed as a Princess of Vegeta-sei; all because she wasn't Saiyan. It was ridiculous. She was more qualified than any of the females that he knew he could have chosen.
The only drawback he could see was what that damned Asia had brought to his attention last night: She would most likely never be able to provide him with an heir. Not only because such a child would never be accepted, but because she would most likely not be able to handle a full pregnancy to term or the delivery of a half-Saiyan baby. Many Saiyan women didn't make it through child labor and the ones that did went through it with great difficulty. His own mother had nearly died giving birth to him and she hadn't made it delivering his brother. His brother had been premature as well, and she couldn't handle it. She had died and then the next day so had his brother.
The memory of the shock of having lost her came rushing back to him. He had only been ten years old at the time. He didn't think of it much. He had tried to block most of it out. However, since Asia had brought up the subject of Bulma not being able to have a child, it was something he had obsessed about since the comment left her foul mouth. It wasn't that he suddenly had this urge to have a child. He really didn't care less. It was the thought that Bulma might not live through such a thing that bothered him. He didn't want her to go through that. Not to mention that if he lost her he knew he wouldn't survive it. He wouldn't want to anyway. He would be damned if he would turn into a miserable bastard like his father had in his grief over losing his mate.
He hugged her tightly to him again, trying to dismiss the thought. He would have to be very careful was all.
"You okay?" she murmured to him.
"Hmmn." He replied, still deep in thought.
"You only squeeze me with a death grip like that when you are upset." She said knowingly. "What's wrong?"
He remained silent for a few moments, not sure if he should bring it up to her or not. "You. You don't ever want-" he wasn't even sure how to bring it up to her.
Bulma turned around in his arms so she was facing him. She reached up and touched the side of his face and looked at him in concern. It was rare that he didn't know what to say. "What is it?" she asked.
"What is your opinion on children? Babies. Brats?" he asked quickly.
"They're alright I guess. Why?" she asked.
"Is that something you want in life?" he asked carefully.
"I haven't given it much thought to be honest." She laughed. "After I was taken from my planet, I had pretty much given up on aspiring for anything normal in life. Just surviving."
"Well, before that happened and you came here. Is that something you wanted?"
"Wow, I don't know. God, I'm only 18! Ummm. I guess, maybe?" She shrugged. "I never really felt strongly about it one way or another. If I had a choice, I would have wanted to wait. Travel the world, be married for a few years, and accomplish a few things. Move up in my father's company and make a name for myself in that industry. But all that's out the window now. Why?"
"No reason." He replied dismissively.
"No, there's a reason." She said pointedly. "Is that what you want? Because on my planet, that's usually a joint decision, though accidents do happen. If you are trying to ask me if I want to have children with You, then the answer is sure, at some point maybe if things ever become less complicated. Until then, no. Does that answer your question?"
"It does." He said.
"How about you? Do you want children?" she asked, once again realizing how little she actually knew about this man she was in love with.
"Not particularly."
"Alright. I can live with that. I don't need to have kids to be happy if that's what you're trying to ask me." She said seriously. "All I want is to be safe. And if possible, live the rest of my life with you. I don't need kids to be happy. I'd be happy if you got me a permanent spot in Bardock's lab even."
"I will always keep you safe to the best of my ability. And we will be together." He said kissing her chastely. "When I am king, you will have a permanent job in the lab if that is what you wish. I would deny you nothing."
"But?" she asked, having the feeling there was something he was leaving out.
"I would rather you not bear any children." He said with a heavy sigh.
"Is that because I'm not Saiyan?" she asked, trying hard not to take offence. "Because if we did have any children they wouldn't be seen as acceptable heirs to your throne later on?"
"No, Woman. That matters very little to me. Any child you gave to me I would be proud to name as my heir. If they did not accept him, they do not accept me." He said seriously.
"Then what's the issue?"
He sighed deeply, not wanting to voice his fears. "Many Saiyan women die during either the pregnancy or birthing process. I would not lose you for the sake of having a child."
"Oh." She said simply. That changed a lot of things. She was beyond relieved that he didn't tell her that he would take her as his wife but have to hook up with some Saiyan woman to produce an acceptable heir. She understood it but didn't think she would be able to stand by and be okay with it.
"I have never told you this because it is not something I like to talk about, but my mother almost died giving me life and died giving birth to my brother, who didn't make it either." He told her with great difficulty.
Bulma nodded, remembering briefly how Kakarott had told her about that. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to know that though. "I'm sorry." She whispered, stroking his cheek with her thumb.
"When I tell you I would do everything I can to keep you safe, I mean from everything and anything." He said trying to keep his emotions in check. "You are delicate and frail by comparison to a Saiyan female. If many of them cannot handle a full pregnancy or delivery, I do not even want to chance that with you. If I lost you-"
"I know." She replied soothingly. "It's okay! I don't want children that badly! I don't! I'm happy with just you."
"Hmmn. Well, you've got me, Woman." He said with a hint of a smirk, pulling her closely against him and breathing in the scent of her hair.
"Likewise. But what will we do when you need to produce an heir?" she asked.
"It doesn't matter. If I cannot produce an heir with you, then I will not. They can figure it out after I am gone." He said.
"That's a big thing." She said with a slight frown.
"We will cross that bridge when we get there. But I would not produce an heir with anyone but you. Understand?" He said with finality.
"Thank you. If there's some way to figure it out, then I'd be more than happy to have a child with you." She said. "I'm sure there's something. There were options on my planet for couples that couldn't have children."
"Hmmn." He sighed. "I don't even know how I feel about it. And I do not want you getting pregnant so at this point it is a nonissue."
"Okay. Does your culture have any sort of form of birth control then? Because unless you do, then maybe we'd better wait on this mating thing." She said with a laugh, though glad he had brought it up. She really didn't want to be having a baby anytime soon; especially since everything was so stressful.
"I will talk to Bardock. There is a shot they give slaves in the harem. They receive it like once every few months or something. It prevents pregnancy. Go and see him later on today and get that taken care of." He replied.
"Will it work? Being that I'm not Saiyan and all?"
"It should. There are various cultures in the harem. It seems to work as far as I know. Ask Bardock. I do not know more than that."
"Okay." She said simply.
"You are alright with that?" he asked seriously, looking into her eyes.
"Yea. It's fine. I'm not ready to be a mom yet. And until we have some stability, it's not a good idea anyway." She said sincerely with a nod.
He kissed her then, feeling a sense of relief. Most women he knew wanted to have children as soon as they mated, and from what he knew, many times the female became pregnant from the mating and bonding process. He would have been more than happy to have Bulma be the mother of his children; they would produce intelligent, strong and attractive offspring together. However, he still would not put her at risk. This was something else he would have to see to today.
"I need to go. I have much to do today." He said, breaking their kiss. There would be plenty of time for that later. He thought to himself. "I will have Kakarott take you to see Bardock this morning. Go and get that shot. See to whatever else you need to today and I will be back to take you to the banquet room later on for dinner."
"Alright." Bulma nodded. She tried to hide a smile. She couldn't believe they were finally going to consummate their relationship!
Vegeta quickly got out of bed and changed into his armor and left his bedroom. He called Kakarott quickly to bring Bulma something to eat, sure enough; the clown was already having his breakfast. He gave him instructions to escort Bulma to Bardock's lab and for him to remain with her for the day to see to whatever she needed to get done and left his quarters to speak with Bardock himself. He had a number of things he needed to run by the older Saiyan and well as some much needed council.
It didn't take him long to reach Bardock's lab and the older Saiyan was already there, hard at work.
"Good morning, my Prince." He greeted, putting a stack of paper he had been going through down beside him.
"Good morning, Bardock." Vegeta replied, taking a seat across from Bardock.
"What's on your mind, young Prince?" Bardock asked with an amused gleam in his eye. He could tell there was something he wanted to discuss with him.
Vegeta sighed and folded his hands together and leaned forward closer to Bardock, speaking in a lowered voice, even though there was only the two of them present. "I need you to do something."
"Just name it, my Prince."
"Kakarott is bringing Bulma down here in a little bit. I need you to administer her that shot they give all the new concubines and courtesans so that she may not become pregnant." He said seriously.
"Alright." Bardock replied with a hint of a smile as he noticed a slight blush on the young Prince's cheeks. "May I ask?"
"Hmmn." Vegeta mumbled, looking away as though embarrassed. "Tonight, after she is done at the banquet. I will formally take her as my mate."
"Tonight?" Bardock exclaimed. "I thought you were waiting?"
"I was, and I know the prudent thing to do would be to wait a little while longer. However, there were a few things that occurred last night that have made waiting no longer an option. I cannot protect her to the best of my ability without a bond."
"What happened, aside from her beguiling you even further last night with that hot little number you two did?" he chuckled.
"This has nothing to do with simply wanting to get into her pants. If it were simply about that, I would not even be considering this. It is far too risky and the consequences too high for just that." He said with a frown, slightly annoyed that Bardock would think he would be that weak so as to take her for that reason alone and without considering his options and the drawbacks. "I was monitoring her last night by tracking her energy signal in hopes that if she were distressed should something happen or someone bother her, I would be able to pick up on it and go see to her. I didn't pick up on anything obvious since her energy had been fluctuating due to her nervousness of having to perform. She had a visit from both Asia and my father and I hadn't been able to pick up on her distress."
Bardock nodded. He could understand where Vegeta was coming from. "She's alright?"
"She's fine, yes. Did you stay after that little scene we caused?"
"No. I left to spend time with my mate." Bardock replied shaking his head.
"You should have stayed." Vegeta huffed. "If you thought the show she put on before was enticing, you should have seen what came next. I was ready to strangle the woman by the time she was done."
"So, why would she do that?"
"That's the thing. My father was nowhere to be seen after I made it back to my seat. I couldn't sense him anywhere and Bulma's energy signal was elevated, but not more than what I had already picked up on that evening prior. It turns out, the bastard went to go see her after she left the stage and threatened her to amp up her wiles on stage or he would see that she would be sent to Frieza's ship. I suspected something was wrong because it took her forever to come back out but did not go check on her because her energy level indicated to me that she was fine. Had I been bonded to her, I would have known to check on her. The same with Asia. She went to have a chat with her. That could have ended very badly and I would have not been able to pick up on it until it was too late."
Bardock nodded, understanding Vegeta's point of view. "I understand, your highness, but you're father is going to have a fit."
"I know. And I do not care. Bulma is the woman I want and the only woman I will mate with. My father will yield. If we bond, he will have no choice." He replied with finality.
"Alright." Bardock nodded. He didn't see the problem with it. Maybe it was time for a change? Even he knew there wasn't anybody better for Vegeta than Bulma. She was everything a Saiyan queen should be. The fact that she wasn't a Saiyan, in Bardock's opinion, was a mute point.
"There is something else I must ask." Vegeta said. "Lord Frieza wishes for me to return to his ship. He will promote me to a general."
"You aren't seriously considering taking Bulma with you."
"Of course not!" Vegeta exclaimed, frowning. "She will be staying here. But I will need to make sure she is somewhere safe. Away from my father and Asia or anyone else that would harm her. Would you take her, Bardock? Have her stay with you and your mate? I can say I gave her to you as a house maid or whatever you wish. That way she would be safe and still able to assist you. It would only be until I finished a few years under Frieza's service again. Or kill him. Whichever happens to come first."
Bardock thought on the Prince's request for a minute. "I would be willing to do that. I am certain Penelope would not take issue with it either. However, do you think it wise to bond with her before you leave? It will only make the separation that much worse."
"Bardock, what choice do I have? I need to be able to keep her safe for the rest of the week. I am sure of my choice. Also, this way we will be still connected with one another. No one will know, suspect or be able to find out. If I try to contact her in any way through a scouter or any other means, we will be found out."
"Alright. I will do it. I would be happy to invite her into our home. I will care for her as if she were our own."
"Thank you, Bardock. I know you will."
"That will also make it so we can build that gravity room of hers quicker. If I leave her at my home, she can work on it all she wants without fear of discovery. If I continue on with it here, it will take me months on my own to complete. I have been reading through the plans. I am not stupid, but I know my limitations. I barely understand the mathematics behind what she has proposed. I can work though it, but it will take me a long time." Bardock said.
"That is fine. Knowing Bulma, she'll be thrilled to help you with it."
Bardock grinned at that, knowing he was right; she would be more than happy to help him with it. It was technically her project. "Alright. It is settled."
"You're sure your mate will not have issue with this?"
"No. She'll be fine with it. She has already heard much about Bulma and has wanted to meet her. This will not be an issue." Bardock said.
"Then it is settled. Tonight I will take her as my mate and before Frieza's departure, I shall hand her over to you." Vegeta nodded.
"Are you sure you want to go back into his service? What does your father think of that?"
"I do not want to go, but it seems I have little choice. He pretty much gave me an ultimatum. I am to either go with Freiza for a few more years or I am to take Asia as my mate now."
Bardock shook his head.
"You see why I cannot wait any longer?" Vegeta asked.
Bardock nodded. Though it certainly was not under the best of circumstances, he agreed that this was the best option. For both Bulma and Vegeta and getting this gravity room completed in a decent amount of time that it would be able to help Vegeta.
"Bulma will be coming here in a little bit. I need you to give her that shot. I cannot risk her getting pregnant right now. It will work?"
"It is effective within a few hours. Yes."
"Good. Now I must go. I have much to see to today. Do not tell her that I am taking her away tonight to mate. She does not know." Vegeta said, getting up to leave.
"Then what do I tell her about this shot?"
"She knows that we are going to finalize our union and why she is getting the shot. What I did not tell her was that we were going to do this tonight." Vegeta said with a smirk.
"Where are you taking her?"
"I bought a property on an isolated island when I was first released from Frieza's service. I haven't been there in a long time. I need to go there and make sure it is appropriate and I need to find a ring for her." Vegeta said.
"I remember your father coming to me repeatedly asking where you would disappear to for days on end. I figured you had found a place somewhere." Bardock said. "What kind of ring are you getting for her?"
"I have no idea. I only remember her telling me once that it was customary for mates on her planet to exchange rings. I thought since there is nothing left of her planet, it would be a decent gesture in keeping with at least one of her cultural customs since she will be following ours."
"That is a nice gesture, my Prince." Bardock nodded. "Do you know where to buy such a thing?"
"I do not. I will not be purchasing it from the gallery here. That would attract far too much attention and gossip spreads much too fast. Do you know of any place?"
"I do. In the capital, there is a small shop. They have very beautiful jewelry there. The shop owner is a very kind older man. He could assist you and he wouldn't spread rumors. I have purchased many fine pieces for my mate from him. Everything he has there is exquisite, good quality and not ridiculously overpriced."
"Price is of no worry to me, Bardock, but I will go there and see what he has to offer." Vegeta nodded.
Bardock wrote down the shop owners name and directions on a piece of paper and handed it to Vegeta. "He should be open soon."
"Thank you, Bardock." Vegeta replied, taking the piece of paper from him. "I thank you for your support as well and your confidentiality throughout the years and especially as of late these past few weeks."
"Do not mention it, my Prince. You are like a third son to me. I always have time for you and if Bulma is to be your chosen mate, I include her as well. She will have my loyalty and allegiance as well."
"Thank you." Vegeta smiled, despite his usual surly demeanor. He couldn't believe he would be mated by this time tomorrow morning to the most amazing woman he had ever met! He turned to leave the lab, not knowing what else to say.
"And congratulations, your Highness." Bardock said with a grin. Vegeta smirked back and left Bardock's lab.
Bardock sighed and shook his head after Vegeta left his lab. He was genuinely happy for the young prince. He hadn't seen Vegeta that happy ever, but it was going to be a long haul for both Vegeta and Bulma to overcome to eventually find happiness. Many obstacles. He hoped they were both absolutely sure they knew what they were doing. Once they were bonded, that would be it. He didn't doubt their feelings to one another; they were both absolutely taken with one another. It would just be a very difficult few years for them.
Bardock knew Vegeta wasn't always easy to be around. He wondered if Bulma had seen the impatient side to him yet? Although, in the time he had been around her, he had noticed she possessed quite the stubborn streak herself. He knew that under different circumstances, they would have been perfect for each other. The only problem was there were so many outside influences working against them. Those outside forces would put their bond to the test. He hoped with everything in him that they would be able to do it.
It was then that his son, Kakarott and Bulma walked into his lab. "Hey, Father!" Kakarott greeted.
"Hello, my son. Bulma." Bardock nodded at them.
"Hello." Bulma said. "Umm. I need to talk to you about something."
"Is it about getting a shot?" Bardock asked, raising his eyebrow. He could tell the young woman was embarrassed.
"Yea. How did you know?"
"Vegeta was already here and spoke to me about it."
"Oh. Okay. I had a few questions though." She said, looking at Kakarott uneasily and then back to Bardock. She wasn't sure if Kakarott was supposed to know about any of this.
"Kakarott, son. Wait outside for a few minutes, please."
Kakarott shrugged and left the room.
"I'm sorry. That was rude. I'm just not sure who is supposed to know what and this is all happening so fast, Bardock-" Bulma started to ramble.
"It's fine, Bulma. Do not concern yourself with that. Vegeta came to me this morning and asked that I give you a shot that will make it so that you will not get pregnant."
"Alright. That's fine. I already agreed to that, but will it work? Like with my genetics since I'm human? How long does it take before it's effective? How long does it last? Umm, oh god, will it make it so that I am unable to have children forever? Like what if Vegeta and I change our minds?"
"Relax, Bulma. It is fine. I will administer it now. It becomes effective within a few hours. It should work fine, we have many different species here on Vegetasei. I have never heard of it not working. You need to have it administered once every three months and should you and Vegeta change your mind it will not harm you." Bardock explained.
"Alright. Let's do this." Bulma nodded.
"You seem unsure."
"No. Not unsure. I don't want to have children right now anyway. I'm just more afraid that it either won't work or do something irreparable to my body." Bulma said with a frown. "Vegeta only told me all of this this morning so I'm just trying to wrap my head around all of this. We are finally going to mate he said. This week."
Bardock nodded. "I know. He told me that this morning. Congratulations."
"Thanks." Bulma said with a smile. "I can't believe it. There isn't anything I want more. I'm just afraid the timing is wrong. He kept telling me we had to wait then last night said we weren't going to wait and this morning that I had to get a shot for birth control purposes. It's all a little fast is all. I don't even know when. He just said in a few days."
Bardock laughed. That sounded like Vegeta. "It will be fine, Bulma. You both will have to trust in each other though. It is going to be very hard these next few years, especially if Vegeta does go with Frieza. You will have to be very patient with him. He is not always easy to live with when he is stressed. If he leaves, he will need you more than ever. I fear he will lose his sanity. However, I have seen the way he has changed since you have come into his life. I know this places a heavy burden on you, but believe me, I do believe that you are the only one that can help him through this. He cares more deeply for you than I think even he knows."
"I know he does." She said with a smile. "I love him too. I would do anything for him. I just feel bad that I will be causing him more stress and grief. His life would have been so much easier if he'd have never found me."
"That is where I disagree." Bardock said shaking his head. "If you were not here for him now, he would leave with Frieza and I hate to think what that would do to him. He is already damaged from seven years with that evil tyrant. If he did not have you to come back to, I think he would completely lose himself. It has been good for him to have someone else to think of and having someone else that cares for him and believes in him. He needs that. Believe me; he would have never gotten that from Asia or any of the other females. Sure he is heavily desired for among the other females on this planet, but none of them are interested in him for who he is. They all want power and position. In you, he has found a companion, a confidante, and a lover. You see him for what and who he really is and not just for what he can do for you with his position."
Bulma nodded. It was true. She would have loved Vegeta no matter what his station in life had been when they first met. She had wished a thousand times over that he had been a third class warrior like Kakarott because things would have been so much simpler for them. "I understand that though. I came from a wealthy, very influential family. I was highly sought after by many men. I wouldn't say they were bad, but had I not been who I was, I bet many of them would have not been interested. Even Yamcha I think stuck around because had he married me, he would have been set for life. I was a meal ticket. I should have kicked him to the curb. Now that I know the difference, I feel stupid for putting up with him. So I understand his hesitancy in trusting anyone.
"Vegeta bought me and technically, I am his slave, yet he has never treated me that way. He has always been nothing but respectful and treats me with honor. He makes me feel that my opinion is worth something and he doesn't have to. He doesn't want me for my money, obviously I have none now. I don't even know why he wants me. Everything that made me important was destroyed with my planet. I could have argued that he only wants me for my mind, but I don't believe that. I believe it was what initially caught his interest since I know he has no use for courtesans and such. I know it was because of my knowledge of how to build capsules that he came back for me. But since then, we have come so far from that."
"Exactly. That is why you two are perfect for one another." Bardock nodded.
"Yea, except that I'm not a Saiyan. So no one will accept me and we can't have kids ever because they won't be accepted and he thinks I'll die." Bulma replied pointedly.
"So that's why he's so adamant about this." Bardock nodded. It made sense. "Well, not that Vegeta would know, but we have come a long way from when his mother passed. That was many years ago."
Bulma nodded. "Yea, he told me that was how she passed and that many Saiyan women don't make it. I'm okay with it. For now. I'm just worried about what about ten years from now? Say we figure everything out and we are in a position to provide a stable life for a child? With the way Vegeta was talking this morning, it seems like this is something he'll never budge on."
"And he most likely never will. However, wait and deal with it another time. He has much to worry about right now as it is where your safety is concerned."
"I know." Bulma nodded. "Well, let's get this over and done with."
"Will do." Bardock nodded. "And do not worry. No permanent damage will be done and I am certain one day you will be able to convince him to change his mind on this. It will not be easy but if anyone could, it would be you. That boy wouldn't deny you anything."
Bulma smirked. "That's what he said. He will deny me this if I change my mind though."
"You don't know that. Time changes everything. If he can be reassured that you will be fine, I have no doubt that he will come around." Bardock said.
"We'll see. You're right. We both have too much going on right now anyway. Him especially." Bulma agreed.
After Bardock gave her the shot, they began working again on the gravity room.
Meanwhile…
Vegeta left the small island. It was still in good shape. He had paid some locals on another island nearby to keep up with the upkeep. It looked like they had been doing a good job. Feeling confident that this would be perfect for the evening, he left to go and get a ring for Bulma.
He walked into the shop and began looking at all the different types of jewelry on display. All of it was beautiful. He had no idea what to get her. He had half a mind to go get her and bring her here and have her choose whichever one she wanted, however, he felt that would ruin the surprise.
"Good afternoon, sir, how may I help you today?" an older Saiyan asked, walking out from the back shop. "Oh my, I am sorry, your Highness, I did not realize you were here."
"That's quite alright. I prefer my presence here to be not known." Vegeta replied, glancing warily at the old shop keeper.
"That is no problem, your Highness. No one shall know." He said walking speedily up to the door and locking it. "What is it you were looking for today? Anything specific?"
"I am looking for a ring."
"Alright. What kind of a ring? For yourself? Or for a woman?" he asked, raising an eyebrow with interest.
"For a woman. Something special for my personal concubine."
"I see. We have many over here that are very popular and in season this year." He said, indicating for Vegeta to follow him to the very end of the store. There were many rings there under the counter. So many different colored stones. He had no idea which one to choose.
He sighed heavily as he looked at them all when one caught his attention. It was very delicate. It was a ring with a square cut topaz stone in the center the same color as her eyes and had two smaller black onyx stones on either side of it. He liked the contrast of the black and blue. Embedded in the white gold band were tiny diamond chips that stopped until they reached the side. The band was very thin so the diamonds were just little and accentuated the delicateness rather than making it too much. That one is perfect. He thought to himself. It was, in his mind, not over the top but should be enough to get his point across.
"I will take that one." He said pointing to it.
"That one is nice." The shop keeper nodded. "These ones over here are much larger if you really want to make an impression."
"That one is perfect." Vegeta repeated.
"Alright." He said taking it and examining it for any flaws. "One for yourself as well?"
Vegeta thought for a moment. Bulma had told him that it was customary for both mates to wear rings. He nodded and pointed to a plain onyx band. The shop keeper took it as well and put both rings in a box. Vegeta looked around the rest of the shop. He chose for himself as well a thin silver chain. There was no way he would be able to wear a ring. It would attract too much attention. This way, he could still wear it underneath his armor and no one would know he had it.
"Will that be all, your Highness?"
"It will. Thank you." Vegeta replied, paying the man. "There's extra there for your silence."
"Of course, your Highness." He replied, handing Vegeta the two rings in a box and the chain on its own in a bag.
Vegeta thanked him and left. He was feeling nervous now. What if she changed her mind after their conversation that morning about him not wanting her to have children ever? What if she didn't like the ring he chose for her? Maybe he should have brought her with him for that? He growled to himself knowing that he was being ridiculous.
A Few Hours Later…
Vegeta arrived to his suite, finding that Bulma was already for him; her makeup flawlessly done. It was more dramatic than it had been last night. It was in shades of black and gold with the longest eyelashes he had ever seen and her signature bright red lips. She had her hair down poker straight and hanging long past her shoulders. She looked absolutely stunning. It took every ounce of self control to not throw her over his shoulder and take her to his island right then and there.
"Hey." She greeted.
"Hey." He replied looking her over. He could not believe that in the matter of just a few hours this beautiful woman would be his mate.
"Long day?" she questioned, not sure how to read the expression on his face.
"Hmmn. No, not really." He aid shaking his head and reaching for her and pulling her close. "You look presentable." He said assessing her.
"Thanks!" she replied wrapping her arms around his neck. "So, I decided,"
"Hmmn? What did you decide, Woman?" He asked her, raising an eyebrow and pulling her closer.
"Well, I was thinking a lot about what your father said last night to me. So, just to warn you, I will be sexy on stage today but not as out there as I was last night. Okay?" she said, looking at him, hoping he would understand.
He sighed heavily, but understood. It was best they not piss off his father. "Fine. No ass less pants though. And at least keep yourself sufficiently covered to some degree. No bare midriffs!"
She chuckled at him. "Deal."
"I mean it, Woman!" he said looking down severely at her.
"No worries." She replied, kissing him lightly on the lips.
"Let's go. We are already late." He said kissing her back and turning to leave.
They headed down the halls and to the banquet room. Vegeta escorted her to her change room. "If you take too long I will come and check on you."
"Sounds good!" she said walking into her dressing room.
"When you are finished, do not keep me waiting." He said, turning to leave.
Bulma smirked to herself and closed the door and started getting dressed.
Meanwhile…
Vegeta walked into the banquet room. He grabbed a drink from the bar and headed to his seat where his father and Lord Frieza were already talking and having dinner. Unfortunately, Zarbon was sitting with them. It took everything in him to not drag the green general out of the banquet hall by his braid and pummel him to a pulp.
"Nice of you to join us, Boy." His father barked at him, clearly annoyed that he was a little late.
Vegeta ignored him and took his seat.
"Where have you been all day?" his father interrogated him. "Your input would have been welcomed today had you bothered your ass. Tell me what was so important you couldn't grace us with your presence until now? And don't tell me you were training because I know you weren't."
"I had other things that required my attention." Vegeta replied dryly.
"Like what?"
"It does not concern you, father."
"Were you off wasting your time with that foolish girl?" his father pressed.
Vegeta simply glared at him.
"It is quite alright, my King." Lord Frieza cut in. "Let the young Prince have his fun. If he leaves with me, he will not have the time. By the way, have you made your decision yet, Vegeta?"
"I have, Lord Frieza." Vegeta replied, trying to hide all the distaste from his voice.
"And what have you decided on, my Prince?"
"I will depart with you. My father is right; I am not ready to settle down yet. A few more years in your service would do me well." Vegeta said glaring at his father.
"Are you sure, Vegeta? You looked pretty settled last night with that striking girl. I do not blame you though. Who wouldn't be taken by her beauty?" Frieza said to him with a smirk. He was testing him.
"She is merely a concubine. Nothing more. I will be finished with her by the time you are ready to leave, Lord Frieza."
"Nothing more than a concubine?" Zarbon repeated with a laugh. "It certainly didn't look that way to me. Do tell me, Prince Vegeta, what will you be doing with her once you are, as you say, finished with her?"
"I will be releasing her from her obligations." Vegeta simply replied, glaring at Zarbon.
"I see. Well, may I have first dibs on her?" Zarbon asked hopefully.
"I have already promised her to another."
"Oh, really? And who have you supposedly promised her to, Son?" The King asked with an amused tone.
"She will reside with Bardock and his mate and be employed as a house maid and assist in whatever way his mate sees fit." Vegeta replied, trying to remain calm.
"Bardock?" The King exclaimed. "So the old dog does have something for the girl then. He is taking her as a house maid, you say?" he asked, not buying it.
"Such a waste. You would have a beauty such as her hidden like that? You know, you could make a generous chunk of change by simply selling her at an auction. I know I would pay handsomely for her. What is this Bardock paying for her? I will gladly double it."
"The deal had been finalized. I have an agreement and have already accepted payment." Vegeta lied.
"Well, that's no good." Zarbon huffed, crossing his arms childishly. "Where did you happen to find her? You see, I can quite vividly recall acquiring a girl of her exact coloring on a purging mission a month or so ago. I brought her with me on my ship before destroying the useless place. I had so been looking forward to having her amuse me on my way back to Lord Frieza but unfortunately, we had been rudely interrupted. She disappeared from my chambers and was never to be found again. Now correct me if I am wrong, but wouldn't that give me some say? I mean, she is alive and well because of me. I am absolutely sure that little blue haired siren is the same girl I picked up. I never quite got over the loss. It has always bothered me. Now imagine my udder surprise to find her here of all places."
"I found her at a tavern and purchased her from the owner. She is mine and I have already decided what will become of her once I depart." Vegeta replied, trying not to lose his cool.
"Well, alright. However, she does owe me. Since you are still her rightful owner, would you be so kind as to grant me an evening with her?"
"Absolutely not." Vegeta said with clenched teeth.
"Oh, come now, Vegeta. I am after all still your superior."
"Not here, you're not." Vegeta countered. This could not be happening. He raged internally. "You are on my home planet and you will pay heed to my wishes. I say you will go nowhere near the Woman. You want a piece of ass, then go take any of the women in my father's harem for your choosing. She is still mine and I will not have anyone else touching her."
"Fine, Prince Vegeta. Fine." Zarbon shrugged and looked over at the King and Lord Frieza. "Do you see the disrespect, Lord Frieza? He won't even share a concubine with me for an evening. Such a simple request. Now I will have to deal with his petulancy for another few years since he is leaving with us? Really, Vegeta," he continued, turning back to look at Vegeta. "I know we haven't always seen eye to eye on most matters in the past, but do this small favor to me and I will put all of that silliness behind us so we may start fresh."
"He has a point, Boy." His father interrupted. "Do it. And stop acting like a spoiled child."
"Father-" Vegeta grated, his blood pressure rising with every second this conversation went on.
"I mean it. You have been much too possessive of this girl since the day she arrived. I find it unbecoming for someone such as you. She is a bed slave. Set her aside for one evening. All of my personal concubines are available to Lord Frieza or any one of his soldiers for their visit. I expect you to follow suit."
"I refuse." Vegeta replied angrily. "Is it not enough that I have to have her paraded around here for everyone to look at and lust after all week? I do not see any of your women having to degrade themselves in such a manner. She has already done her duty. That will be all I will ask of her."
"Son, she is a bed slave. Not your mate." His father said harshly.
Vegeta didn't even know how to respond to that. His father was right. And it didn't matter that within a few hours she would be his mate. At the end of the day, he wasn't allowed to take her as a mate to begin with. He knew the more he argued this, the more danger he would be putting her in. If there was a way to stall this, even just for tonight. He could arrange for her to leave with Kakarott in the morning maybe? No one would realize she was even gone until the evening. By then, they would have a decent head start. He would find a way to meet up with them once they found a place to hide. There was no way he would allow Zarbon anywhere near her.
"It's alright, King Vegeta. If the Prince is not comfortable with sharing his little slave then that is fine. Zarbon, it would be very rude for you to insist on this any further." Frieza said calmly, looking at Vegeta with a sly grin that made his skin crawl. "It is quite obvious you harbor some attachment to her. Far be it for us to cause such an upset."
"I harbor no such attachment to her, Lord Frieza." Vegeta lied.
"Then what is the issue, young Prince?" Frieza asked, knowing he had figured it out.
"As my father said, I tend to be very possessive of my belongings. I simply do not wish to share her with anyone. If I had any such attachment to her, I would insist on her company while I take my leave with you."
"Well, if you so choose to do that, I have no problem with it." Frieza replied.
"I have already made arrangements for her." Vegeta said quickly. He needed to get out of here.
"Well, I for one am very intrigued by this little thing." Frieza smirked. "When she is between performances, I insist you bring her by so that I might meet her."
"I assure you, she is nothing more than a common bed slave. You would be disappointed."
"That may be. However, I am curious. I would love to have a small chat with her as well as acknowledge her talents. I am honored you let her perform for the likes of me and my men during our visit. Especially when it is so obvious you only want to keep her for yourself. I will not force the issue where Zarbon is concerned, she is, after all still in your care. What you do or don't do with her is at your full discretion." Frieza said almost kindly, though Vegeta wasn't buying it.
"You'll bring the girl here or I will drag her out myself." The King said, completely annoyed and disgusted with his son by this point.
"Very well."
"Thank you, Vegeta." Frieza said with a smile.
"Oh good! I am dyeing to speak with her again." Zarbon said with a smile. "Really, we had a moment before I had to leave her. I am sure she thought I must have no manners what so ever."
Vegeta held in the urge to release a heavy sigh. He was quickly developing a headache, which was only going to get worse because Asia took a seat next to him at that point.
"Hello, my Prince." Asia greeted.
"Why hello, my lady." Zarbon replied, standing up as he greeted her. "You are looking lovely as ever, I see. Isn't she, Vegeta?"
"Hmmn." Vegeta replied, not glancing in her direction.
It was then that the music started and Bulma was ready for her first song of the evening. She hadn't really decided much on a theme tonight as she had last night. She'd had too much on her mind today. She just hoped Vegeta wouldn't be angry and her performance would still be enough to keep the King happy.
She stepped out wearing a tight sweater dress that revealed no cleavage. It had a cowl neckline and sleeves that came down to her forearms. The length of the dress came to her mid thigh, revealing her long legs, which were covered in black fishnet stalkings and she wore stiletto black boots that came to her knee. She still looked very sexy and she could honestly argue that she was "sufficiently" covered up. She had left her hair down and straight.
"I see you. And I just wanna dance with you." She said, walking slowly up the stage alluringly.
She was shocked how crowded it was tonight. People, mostly the men, were packed right up to the front wanting to get a good glimpse of her.
"Every time they turn the lights down, just wanna go that extra mile for you. You got my display of affection, feels like no one else in the room but you.
"We can get down like there's no one around we keep on rockin', we keep on rockin'. Cameras are flashing while we're dirty dancing, they keep on watchin', keep watchin' feels like the crowd is sayin'
"Gimme gimme more, gimme more, gimme gimme more, gimme more.." she sang while dancing provocatively, yet still tastefully in her opinion. The crowd was loving it at least. She was glad she had picked something easy to sing for tonight. Though she wasn't sure what he next song would be.
It was then that she glanced over at Vegeta and saw Asia, once again sitting super close to him. She rolled her eyes and looked away. She wasn't going to let Asia get to her. Not tonight. Though, she had a perfect idea for her next song now.
Asia mock pouted, loving the attention from the handsome green general named Zarbon. "You see? He never notices the effort I put in."
"Now, Vegeta, what need do you have for a concubine when you have a woman as beautiful as this by your side?" Zarbon prodded.
"I tried to tell him the same thing, but he simply will not listen. He just ignores me all day and makes a fool of me by keeping her around."
"I heard you two are to be mated." Zarbon said looking at the two. Vegeta not even making a response. He was done. He was only focused on Bulma. She was still dressed a little more provocatively than he would have liked, but at least she was still technically covered. He smirked. Smart Woman.
"It is true. I cannot wait!" Asia gushed.
"So then why are you two waiting? I wouldn't be able to wait any amount of time; especially for a bride like you." Zarbon flirted, trying to get a rise out of Vegeta since it was obvious he was protective of his women.
Asia giggled. "Why thank you. I don't know. That is something you would have to ask him. He's the one who keeps putting it off."
"Vegeta, why in heavens name would you not mate this lovely girl? Someone else might snatch her up from under your nose." Zarbon prodded.
"If you are looking for permission to snatch her up yourself, consider it granted." Vegeta replied dryly.
"Oh, I would never." Zarbon replied, winking at Asia.
"I agree with Zarbon, Vegeta." Frieza cut in. He had obviously been listening in on their conversation. "Why don't you take this lovely young woman as your mate? She is simply exquisite."
"I already said. I am not ready for such a commitment." Vegeta replied, turning his attentions back at Bulma.
"So you tell Zarbon he can have your intended mate but cannot have your bed slave for an evening. This is most interesting." Frieza mused, looking at Vegeta with amusement.
"I am glad I provide you with amusement, my Lord." Vegeta said with a sour smirk. The evening had become a complete disaster. He would have to get Bulma out of here quickly later on.
Bulma continued on and finished her song. She stepped off the stage quickly and quickly chose another song on her ipod. This should piss her off! Bulma thought with a smirk. She wasn't going to bother changing her clothes. What she was wearing was good enough and she was really comfortable.
She waltzed back quickly on stage dancing to a lively beat. She could not wait to see how this was going to play out. Probably not well, but she didn't care. If Vegeta was still going to allow her to hang off of him all night then she was going to taunt the hell out of the woman and she was going to enjoy taunting her as well!
"I know you like me. I know you do. That's why whenever I come around she's all over you. I know you want it. It's easy to see and in the back of your mind I know you should be on with me babe." She sang, looking in their direction. She so knew she was going to regret this later on, but at the same time didn't care. The opportunity was too good to pass up.
"Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? Don't cha? Don't cha? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me? Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me? Don't cha?"
Vegeta couldn't hold back the smirk forming.
"What's so funny?" Asia asked him angrily. "The only freak I see around her is her. She's the one with the blue hair."
"Well, I have green hair, what are you implying, my lady?" Zarbon said pretending to be offended. "Plus, I'm not sure, but I think that might have been the point? I find her quite amusing."
Bulma could see from the stage that Asia was definitely pissed off.
"Fight the feeling. Leave it alone. Cause if it ain't love it ain't enough to leave a happy home. Let's keep it friendly. You gotta play fair. See, I don't care, but I know she ain't gonna wanna share."
Asia snorted. "She's god damned right I'm not going to share! Really, Vegeta, I wish you would be rid of her already!"
"Oh, but he will be. He sold her to Bardock." Zarbon replied to her.
"Really?" Asia asked with a raised eyebrow. Well this was interesting. She thought to herself with a smirk. Maybe her worries were unfounded then. Maybe he was finally tired of her and they would get together soon.
"Well, you didn't know? He is coming back to serve Frieza for a few more years." Zarbon told her.
"No, I didn't know that." Asia said, glaring at Vegeta. "You never told me that!"
"Why should I? It does not concern you."
"It sure as hell does!"
"I am so sorry, my lady. I did not mean to upset you." Zarbon replied apologetically.
"It's not your fault. He always does this! He cares more about that wench up there than he does me and I'm supposed to be his Queen!" Asia said dejectedly.
"Oh, come now, my dear." Lord Frieza said kindly to her. "I'm sure that's not true, right Vegeta?"
Vegeta glared at Frieza. "Females are good but for one thing and one thing only. I do not care for any of them."
"Then why the issue with lending your bed slave out?" Frieza countered.
"I just don't want her lent out! Why does it matter?"
"Because you're obsessed with her and everyone knows that." Asia spat.
"I am not." Vegeta denied. "Whatever, I'll bring her to you after this song." He said and stomped off.
"Why's he bringing her out here now?" Asia asked.
"Lord Frieza wants to meet her. And I want a private audience with her." Zarbon said.
"And he agreed to that?"
"Only to introducing her to Lord Frieza. He won't let me borrow her for an evening."
"Well that doesn't surprise me." Asia said, rolling her eyes. "I say just take her, break her in the process and then there won't be anything left of her and then all my troubles will be solved."
Bulma finished her song and decided to change her clothes for her next one. She was glad that everyone seemed just as pleased with her tonight as they had been last night.
She rounded the corner to get to her room and saw Vegeta standing at her door with his arms crossed and looking as angry as ever. What did I do now? It couldn't have been that bad! She groaned to herself.
"Hey," she greeted and opening the door and walking in with him. He quickly closed it and shoved her up against the door and crashed his lips to hers urgently. Okay, Not what I was expecting, but this is good. She thought to herself in confusion. She had been sure he was going to yell at her for taunting Asia.
Bulma relaxed and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back. What brought this on? She wondered.
"Wow. That was a greeting." She said as he let her go.
"You have to come with me. Now." He said.
"What? Now? Why?" she asked. "I have like three more songs to do."
"There isn't time. Lord Frieza wishes to meet you. Zarbon is at the table and wishes to borrow you for the evening." Vegeta said almost frantically.
"Oh, god." She sighed.
"We have to leave now." He said again.
"Wait! Won't it be too obvious if I just disappear now? Why don't we just go together, meet them and let me do my next song and then slip away between songs then?" she said.
"No, I don't want you anywhere near any of them." He said shaking his head violently. "Frieza has already figured out that you are more to me than just a bed slave. I have to get you out of here now."
"Okay. But I still say, let me change for my next song, we go talk to them and then we go. Are they expecting to meet me right this moment?"
"Yes."
"Then that's what we do it'll buy us some time." She said. "Don't worry. You'll be with me. I know you won't let anything happen to me."
"I will do my best. You had better be right, Woman!" he growled.
Bulma went behind the screen and went to change. The song she had chosen was another Britney Spears song called "Lace and Leather". She changed into a flimsy black lacy bra with matching panties. Over top, she wore a see through black lace top with long sleeves that wasn't too revealing, but sexy enough. The lacy deigns went in all sorts of directions and you could still see the small delicate black bra slightly beneath it. She kept her stay up black fishnet stalkings and black leather boots on and slipped into a short short black leather miniskirt that didn't quite cover her bum and showed off the lace tops of her fishnets.
"Well? What do you think?" she asked, turning around.
He sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Whatever. Let's go. Capsulate your stuff."
She did and pocketed them inside her boot.
"Oh, and I told them I sold you to Bardock since I will be leaving with him to go back into his service so just go with it." He said
"I thought you were going to figure something else out?" she asked in disappointment. She had really been hoping they would leave.
"I still don't know yet. I just said that to try and sway their interest. A lot of good that did. I will explain everything to you later on, let's go."
They left the room and she followed him down the hall. She couldn't help but smirk as she noticed that her boots were so tall she literally towered over him.
"I'm taller than you now." She said teasingly, trying to get him to lighten up.
"You're still a weakling." He said back, still frowning.
They approached the head table. Bulma followed Vegeta.
"Lord Frieza, may I introduce to you Bulma, my personal concubine." Vegeta said emotionlessly.
"My dear, it is simply a pleasure to have the opportunity to meet you." Frieza said to her, taking her hand. "I must say, it is rare to see such beauty and talent together. You are a true artist."
"Thank you, Lord Frieza," she said, nearly shivering as he took her hand. He was freezing cold!
"It is a pity that Prince Vegeta seeks to keep you all to himself." Frieza said, shooting Vegeta a smile. "Although, if I had a woman as gorgeous as you, I would be very much inclined to keep you all to myself as well."
"Thank you," Bulma said nervously. What was she supposed to say to him?
"My dear, I had been so very worried! I hadn't known what happened to you." Zarbon said, getting up to stand next to Frieza.
"Were you now?" Bulma said trying to not panic. She felt Vegeta tense up behind her.
"I was simply beside myself. We were so rudely interrupted. My deepest apologies."
"That's quite alright." Bulma said, trying to muster up as much courage as she could. Vegeta was standing right behind her. He wouldn't let anything happen. "As you can see, I am fine now. So, no hard feelings."
"So it would seem. However, I have wondered what our future might have been like. I could use a beautiful and talented woman like you by my side. Especially after a long hard day."
"I am sorry, but my place is here and wherever Prince Vegeta decides." She replied.
"Awe, come on. For old times sake?" he pleaded with her.
"I am sorry, but no." Bulma replied.
"Then how about just a private dance for my good general?" Frieza cut in. He was wanting to see how much Vegeta would put up with. "He did after all save you from the destruction of your planet from what I understand."
"That he did." Bulma nodded. This wasn't looking good. Maybe she should have just listened to Vegeta and let him get her out of here.
"Well? How about it?" Lord Frieza asked, looking at Vegeta, challenging him to say no. "You don't have to worry about anyone touching your cherished little slave Vegeta. You win, Zarbon wins, everyone is happy."
"It is settled." The King said, ending the debate. "You, take her. There is a private room down the hall. Do as you wish and that will be the end of it." He said looking at Vegeta pointedly.
Bulma turned and looked at Vegeta questioningly, fear written all over her face. He sighed and nodded at her.
"Alright. I need my ipod." She said.
"I will get it." Vegeta replied.
"Alright! Let's go!" Zarbon said, leaving the banquet room. This wasn't what he had hoped for, but close enough. It was worth it to see the look of defeat in the Prince's face.
Bulma and Vegeta followed him out of the banquet hall. "Go with him. I will go get your i-thing. I will only be two minutes. If that. I will remain outside while you do that as soon as you are done, we are out of here." he whispered frantically to her. She nodded and followed the handsome green general.
They walked into a room. There were a few tables and chairs.
"Take a seat." She said nervously.
The green general happily obliged.
"So, I will dance for you. I will make it worth your while. The rules are, I can touch you but you can't touch me. Got it?" she said icily, standing by the door waiting for Vegeta.
"Awe, what's the fun in that?" Zarbon asked.
"I mean it!" she said.
"Fine. Whatever. Prude." Zarbon sighed.
Vegeta appeared and handed her her ipod.
"Hey, get lost, you! This is a private affair." Zarbon said to Vegeta.
"As you wish. But if you so much as touch her, I will end your life." Vegeta growled dangerously, not concealing the venom in his voice.
"Ha! I'd like to see you try!" Zarbon smirked.
"Can we just get this over and done with?" Bulma asked. She just wanted out of there. She nodded at Vegeta who left the room, but left the door open just a bit.
Bulma plugged in her ipod and chose a wordless techno tune. This should do. She thought to herself. She hoped Vegeta wasn't far just in case this guy couldn't keep his hands to himself.
She leaned forward over a table just a little and began to move her hips slowly, taking in the beat of this song she hadn't heard in a long time. She sensually ran her fingers through her long hair, trying to calm down. Come on, you can pull this off. And there's nothing to worry about because Vegeta is just outside that door. She thought confidently. He won't let anything happen.
She turned around and walked up slowly to him and stopped about five feet away from him. She turned around so her back was to him; she whipped off her top quickly and threw it off to the side. She then turned around and wiggled out of her skirt slowly. As it fell to the floor, she kicked it off to the side near her top.
Bulma turned around, delicately covering her bum with one of her hands, even though she didn't really need to since her bottoms covered her backside. She played with the string on her panties in a teasing motion as if she were going to remove them but then left them be and moved her hands up. She then took a thumb and slid it through her bra strap, her back still facing him. She let the strap fall. She took this opportunity to peek over her shoulder at him. She smiled raised an eyebrow at him, pleased that he was completely focused on her.
To her utter astonishment, Vegeta was at the door, leaning on the frame with his arms crossed and an unreadable expression on his face. She felt even more confident now knowing that he was right there. She knew everything would be fine. She made brief eye contact with him before quickly looking away so as to not give away Vegeta's presence.
She let the other strap to her bra fall over and spinned around quickly, covering up her chest with her hands and keeping her bra securely in place, not revealing anything. She then, when her back was to him again, put her straps back in place and looked teasingly over her shoulder again with a sexy grin.
"Awe, come on!" Zarbon sighed, obviously frustrated.
Vulgar woman. Vegeta thought to himself as he watched her. He had a feeling this would end up going sideways so he had decided to watch. Though he wasn't happy that she was doing this, he was glad she wasn't giving anything away. The way she moved was sensual and delicate, not provocative in the least. She certainly had Zarbon's attention. He hadn't noticed that Vegeta had returned to keep an eye on things.
Bulma slowly turned around and started to walk slowly up to him, swaying her hips slowly and sensually. She leaned forward, placing her hands on either side of the chair and leaned into him, swinging her hips this way and that, all the while still aware that Vegeta was right there, watching her intently.
Zarbon touched her sides in an attempt to bring her closer to him but she slyly arched her back away from him, escaping his grasp. It was then that he grabbed her shoulders and tried to get her to sit on his lap. She cleverly and delicately maneuvered herself again out of his grasp and backed away from him.
"Nu-uh." She said, shaking her head at him and walking away. She leaned across on a table and crawled on top of it and then rolled herself over onto her back and began rubbing her legs sensually. It was then that Zarbon had obviously had enough. He got up and walked up to her. He pulled her legs and crushed her to him and began kissing her neck.
Vegeta shook his head and balled his fists. He was planning on beating Zarbon to a pulp when Bulma was finished anyway, but now he was attempting to harm Bulma. He took a deep breath and suddenly felt this surge of power course through him at the sight before him. No one touched his woman.
Bulma tried to push him off and slapped him on the cheek, hoping he would stop, but he didn't he simply pushed her down and she was powerless to fend him off.
Vegeta strode forward quickly and grabbed Zarbon by his ponytail and back of his pants and threw him against the wall.
"Hey! What gives, Vegeta?" he exclaimed.
"You were told that you cannot have her." Vegeta growled dangerously. He felt his ki burning inside of him, needing to be released. He assumed it had something to do with all the pent up anger that had built up within him in the last 24 hours.
Vegeta balled his fists and began pummeling him as hard as he could, his hands crackling and releasing his pent up energy into each blow, inflicting much damage, not allowing the handsome green general a chance to get up.
Bulma sat up on the table shakily and looked across the room. Everything had happened so fast. One minute everything had been fine and she was sure she'd be able to pull this off without incident, then the next minute Zarbon was grabbing her and she found herself pushed down and as quickly as that had happened the next thing she knew he was gone and now Vegeta had Zarbon on the floor and was beating the living daylights out of him.
She covered her mouth with her hand. This was bad. There was blood spewing everywhere. The look on Vegeta's face absolutely frightened her. He wore a look of absolute murderous rage and blood lust. She noticed the more Vegeta punched him the more energy that reminded her of lightning, seemed to surround him. She wasn't sure, but she thought she had seen his hair and eyes change color.
"This is for everything you have inflicted on me and what you attempted to inflict on my mate. I shall repay to you tenfold." Vegeta said calmly, pausing for a moment.
"That's your mate?" Zarbon stuttered, spitting out blood and a few teeth. "Ha! You foolish monkey! Wait till everyone hears that! You reduce yourself to taking your bed slave as a mate!? Do yourself a favor, lend her to me for the evening, I'll take care of her and rid you of the embarrassment and burden."
"You will never touch her." Vegeta growled and let himself power up, releasing the energy he felt at the end of his finger tips that he had been struggling to hold at bay.
Zarbon looked at him and his face fell. "What the hell?" he exclaimed. The Prince's hair had turned bright yellow and his eyes a piercing teal. "Hey! Watch closely, girl! See your Prince's true colors!"
"I told you, Zarbon. I never slacked off on my training. This has been almost too easy!" Vegeta gloated, enjoying the look of fear that the once seemingly unbeatable general wore on his face.
With that, Vegeta sent a giant ki ball through the handsome general's chest and it was over. For good measure, Vegeta sent a few more ki blasts at the dead general, laughing in glee. He had done it. He had destroyed one of his biggest tormentors.
He stood away from the bloody remains and looked at Bulma, who was still sitting on the table with a look of shock on her face. He silently cursed himself. He had gotten carried away. Now he had probably frightened her. He looked down at his hands. They were no longer crackling but were covered in blood. He could only imagine what the rest of him looked like.
Bulma looked at him in wonder. His hair and eyes had gone back to normal. It had been such a quick and brief transformation that she wasn't even sure she had seen it. He looked at her and she couldn't help but tremble slightly in fear. He had just beaten a man to death for attempting to violate her and he had done it with considerable ease. He had even looked like he had enjoyed it. Now he was covered in what she assumed had to be the other man's blood. The general hadn't been able to land a single punch on Vegeta.
"Are you alright?" he managed to ask her. She looked alright, but the look on her face was telling him otherwise.
"Yea. I'm fine. Thank you." She nodded, still looking at him strangely.
"Good. Let's go. We must leave now." Vegeta said urgently.
"What about that mess you just made? Someone will discover him. It looks like a wild animal mauled him. Oh, god." She stammered, looking again and the mess of remains.
"It does not matter. He will not be missed. Let's go, Woman!" Vegeta said extending a hand to her. She hesitated a moment and took his hand, sliding herself off the table.
She grabbed her top and skirt, dressing quickly. She looked at him again and ripped off the bottom half of her shirt, and walked up to him, wiping his face. "You're a complete mess." She murmured, shakily.
"It's fine, Woman. Stop fussing." He said softly, grabbing her trembling hand. "We must leave now. We are out of time." He scooped her up and left the room.
Vegeta flew down the hall and outside the palace with her in his arms. He glanced down at her, noting the troubled expression on her face. Without second thought he headed upwards and put her down on the balcony of his chambers.
"Wait here. I will change before we go." He said, heading inside.
Bulma nodded and followed him. She too felt the overwhelming need to change as well. She decapsulated her things and changed quickly into a pair of black jeans and t-shirt. She threw everything back in a pile and capsulated everything again and took a seat, waiting for Vegeta.
She could not believe what had just happened. She should have listened to Vegeta. He had been right. They should have just left here. Now they were in an even worse situation. They had killed someone. She was thankful that she was safe, but at the same time, still shook up. She couldn't shake the image of Vegeta beating that guy to death. She wasn't sure what bothered her more the fact that he had killed the guy or the fact that he was acting now like nothing had happened. Either way, she felt like this was all her fault and she didn't know what to say to him.
Vegeta came around the corner and looked at her. He had showered quickly and was wearing a black flight suit and non formal armor. He didn't want to waste the time, but he wanted to rid himself of the remnants of Zarbon all over him. No wonder she had been looking at him like he was a monster. One look in the mirror himself had nearly scared him himself. "Are you ready?" He asked.
Bulma nodded and gave him a soft smile, noting his cleaned up appearance.
He leaned down and scooped her up in his arms and off they went.
Songs used: "Gimme More, Britney Spears- Blackout album; "Don't Cha", Pussycat Dolls- PCD album. I did not write these and have no rights to them. Just borrowed them for my story.
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