A Sayians Bond

One week later Vegeta and Zephyra had begun training."Come on!" Vegeta screamed at Zephyra as she stood from being knocked about twenty feet back from where Vegeta had just landed a hard blow to her face. She wiped the blood from her lip and flicked her wrist to send the blood off her hand and to the ground. "Just hit me already!"

Breathing heavy, she looked up at him. "I can't... You're too fast." She placed her hands on her knees to try and catch her breath. "You're so strong."

"That's why you train..." He stared her down. "To become smarter.... Faster.... And stronger!" He raced forward and swung his foot into her stomach so hard she flew back through a very large tree. She skid to a stop in the dirt about thirty feet from where the tree once stood. She painfully got to her hands and knees as blood dripped from her mouth. Annoyed, Vegeta walked up to her, grabbed her hair and violently threw her into another tree.

A cry of pain came from her as the last bit of air in her lungs was forced out by the impact from the tree. At least she didn't go through this one.

Who would have thought that training with Vegeta would be so painful? She never had any training like this. She felt blessed that Vegeta offered his time just to train her. It was like training with God to her. She respected him. She looked up to him. She practically worshiped him. Anything he asked and she jumped right on it, no if's, ands or buts. And she was happy to do it.

Vegeta once again walked up to her and looked down. "Well?"

She caught what little breath she could and spoke. "Please stop." She was once again on her hands and knees. "I beg you."

"Saiyans don't beg!" A very hard kick to the ribs sent her into another tree. As she hit the ground she whimpered in pain. "Get up. You've had enough for today, I think." Vegeta turned away from her and began walking home. He had not a drop of sweat on him, not a single breath indicated he was in anyway worn or tired from an entire day of training.

The sun took it's last glance at the Earth as it fell behind the mountians and the soft orange glow filled the area and a friendly face came up. "Hey Vegeta, Zephyra." His friendly smile could brighten anyone's day. That is, except for Vegeta's.

"What do you want, Kakarot?" Vegeta snapped.

"I came by to see how the training's going." Goku looked over at Zephyra trying to get to her feet. "Gee, Vegeta, don't you think you're going just a little rough on her?"

His face turned from annoyed to angry. "No! She has to learn!" He turned away from Goku and continued toward home, then turned back briefly. "And Kakarot, don't you dare help her."

As Vegeta left, Goku approached Zephyra who had just gotten her footing. "Are you ok? You look pretty banged up."

"Thanks, Goku, I'll be ok. I just need a good nights rest to get my strength back up." She looked up at him while still breathing heavy and smiled. He was always so considerate of others. "I should get to the house before I miss dinner. Thanks again."

One month later Zephyra sat in the living room watching the news when she heard Vegeta call her from outside. She walked out the back door and quickly ducked, narrowly avioding a punch to the head from Vegeta. "Very good," he said, pleased. "That's all I wanted."

She smiled and walked back into the house, unwrapping her tail from her waist and giving it a little flick. Vegeta squinted his eyebrows as he stared at her tail. Oh, how he missed the beauty a Saiyan woman's backside had when she teasingly flicked her tail. Wait. Was she trying to tell him something? It had been many years since he had been around a Saiyan woman, but he wasn't stupid.

He didn't sleep much that night.

She had grown a lot stronger since training with Vegeta, and grown close to him. She didn't get on his nerves like Goku did. So she was welcome Saiyan company to Vegeta. She may have only been 19 but she was smart, strong, fast and she filled out her outfits. Vegeta tossed in bed thinking of how life was back on planet Vegeta. The women especially. Saiyan women were strong, beautiful, sexy, submissive and those tails...

Vegeta clenched his teeth with pleasurable memories of how a tail made a Saiyan woman over-the-top sexy and desirable. And Zephyra seemed to go beyond over-the-top sexy. Maybe it was because it had been so long since Vegeta had seen a Saiyan woman. Or maybe he had an urge to be with one of his own kind and feel that connection he never could with a human. Or most likely that Zephyra just turned him on. They did have good conversations. They connected and understood each other. A bond only Saiyans could form between one another.

The next day Zephyra nursed a fresh gash on her forehead in front of the bathroom mirror. Vegeta stood beside her, crossing his arms stubbornly. Her armor was covered in dirt as it lay on the bathroom floor, waiting to be cleaned off. She kept her dark blue jumpsuit on. The top of it more so resembled a thick tank top and hugged her body flawlessly. The bottom half was just as form-fitting and came down just below her knees.

He watched her gently pat her wound with a warm, wet washcloth as she leaned over the counter. Her face was inches from the mirror so she could get a good look at what Vegeta had done to her yet again. He continued to watch her bent over the bathroom counter as she tried to get a closer look at her cut.

His eyes trailed down from her forehead to her perky chest pushed forward. His eyes continued down to her voluptuous bottom pushed slightly out from leaning over the counter. She stood on her toes with one foot raised behind her slightly. He clenched his teeth as he tried to avert his eyes with no such luck.

"Vegeta?" She kept her eyes on the mirror.

"What?" His eyes snapped back up to her face.

"Thank you for letting me take a break to come in here and clean up my head."

He uncrossed his arms and walked passed her. "Don't get used to it."

As he passed her, his hand unintentionally brushed across the soft fur on her tail. Her hand tightened on the washcloth as her opposite hand tightened into a fist on the counter. Goosebumps covered her arms as her mouth slightly opened and her eyes gently closed. She sucked in a sharp breath before she whimpered softly and tried to keep her footing.

Vegeta smirked. "What's wrong with you?"

She cleared her throat and regained her composure as she resumed her wound-cleaning. Vegeta kept his smirk as her eyes seemed to flutter. He knew what was wrong with her. His hand accidentally touching her tail caught her completely off-guard.

"Nothing."

"Hmm..." His smirk stayed strong as he eyed her tail before turning to leave.