Ever After

-The next day-

Gohan sighed as he snuggled deeper into his warm bed, burying his face into his pillow as it chuckled and held him tighter as well.

'Huh?' He frowned his brow as he slowly opened his dark brown eyes. 'Pillows don't hold you and laugh...'

He blinked his eyes a few times before he gasped realizing that he was looking at someone's chest and not a pillow. He looked up and squeaked as he came face to face with Vegeta.

“Morning-- Unh!?” Vegeta's greeting was cut off by Gohan's hand smacking him.

Gohan scrambled off the bed and dashed into one of the doors after snatching at least his skirt and underwear off the floor. He noted that he was in a spacious bathroom and quickly pulled on the underwear before he put on the skirt, hurrying to the window and lightly touching it. When nothing happened, he opened it and for the first time in 12 months, he could smell the fresh air of Vegetasei. But that was short lived when he heard the door handle jiggle before he heard a few choice words in the Saiyan language.

He climbed up on the sill and just as he was about to jump, the door flew open and Vegeta stood there with his hand smoking from the Ki blast he sent at the door. Gohan gave a short cry and jumped as Vegeta dashed forward to stop him. With all the Saiyans on Vegetasei, not all of them knew how to fly and Vegeta feared that his mate was one of them. But when he looked below to see his mate's dead body, he found nothing.

“What?” He asked the air before his head shot up and he saw his mate's retreating figure in the distance. “Smart boy....”

Gohan gasped feeling a powerful Ki signature fly after him and risked a look back to see Vegeta on his tail. He gasped and dove into the trees, landing on the ground and running as fast as he could in a dizzying manner, making sure to brush up against plants and rocks, leaving his scent behind. Once he was sure that a good mile of forest smelt like him and the remnants of sex, he took off into the air, keeping low to the trees in case Vegeta hadn't been fooled...

Vegeta saw his mate dive for the forest and dropped down too. He growled as he still felt the remnants of rut induced by the full moons of Vegetasei. His primal instincts took over as he pressed his nose to the ground and sniffed for his mate's scent. He crawled along on his hands and feet, showing off his flexibility and how well toned his muscles were as he crawled.

He growled when he picked up the scent and raced off to catch up with his mate. He followed the trail for a while before getting annoyed. He blasted a few spots and broke a few branches off the trees so he knew where he covered and where he didn't. After an hour of chasing would the scent and running passed the same rocks and trees for the tenth time, he stopped and snarled as he took off into the air.

'The little brat's a smart one, I'll give him that much, but when I catch his ass, he'll be begging me to stop!' Vegeta thought, smirking lustfully at the thoughts of what he would do to his little mate...

Gohan gasped for air as he ran deep into the mountains, his body sore from the night of sex and his energy was very low due to flying all day and then running up the mountain. He sighed when he saw his home come into view, but frowned recalling how his mother sold him to the palace. And showing up looking like a whore wouldn't get him much help anyway.

He made his way to the door and looked in a window to see that no one was home so he quickly ducked around back knowing his mother often forgot to lock the back door and got into the house that way. He hurried up to his room, glad to see that it was still somewhat the same, just some boxes full of junk piled up in the room. He dug through a few and frowned, they were all his mother's things, not a single one of them was his.

He sighed and pulled out his mother's old festival kimono, it was a light purple, almost lavender in color, that had a deep blue obi with lilac purple flowers on it. It was the only thing that would fit him and he pulled it on after taking off the skirt he was wearing and collapse on his bed. He was so tired right now and his body begged for rest so he laid down. Staring at the ceiling for a little while before his eyes rolled back and he passed out right there on the bed...

Vegeta snarled as he landed on the castle steps shocking the guards and his father. He stormed into the palace, his tail tense as he stalked inside to find warmer cloths, Ki bounds and a scouter. His mate was a lot smarter than what he gave him credit for.

He made him run in circles for hours before he realized that Gohan wasn't anywhere near the forest that he had been searching and when he tried to scent him out when he got back to the air and cursed when he couldn't pick up anything and the night was quickly approaching. If he didn't find his mate in time someone else would get a hold of him and he didn't want to see his mate raped.

“Hey Vegeta?” Asked a big buff Saiyan, a hand on his bald head, rubbing it in confusion.

“What Nappa!?” Vegeta hissed as he got on his uniform and cape. He put the Ki bounds on a belt and placed the scouter on his left ear where the screen fell on his left eye.

“What are you doing? The King asked me to see if you were alright.”

“No, I am not!! My mate ran away from me and if I don't find him with in the next hour someone else will and rape him!” Vegeta snarled out as he turned and opened his balcony doors and flew out them.

Nappa looked shocked before he ran to tell the king...

Vegeta pressed the red button and it set to work scanning and beeping almost silently as he flew off in the last direction he had seen Gohan go off in. He read the screen that picked up various life forms, but none of which were his mate's, they were way too weak to be him. After passing the forest he stopped to look around. There was no settlements around her, the forests were too dangerous to build homes near it, but there were caves and a hidden valley near by so he figure those were his next stop and then the mountains.

He let the scanner go as he looked over to his left, the first moon of Vegetasei was just beginning to peak over the horizon in the vast distance. He had time, he just hoped that nothing went wrong. He dropped to the ground and began searching the caves that littered the foot hills and edge of the forest. The scanner picked up metals and minerals, but no life forms so he took to the sky, after looking into the last cave, and kept heading for the mountains, scanning the ground below as he went.

'Damn, where the hell are you!?' He thought both angry and worried for his mate.

The valley picked up stronger Kis, none of them strong enough to be a Saiyans and not to mention that the valley was nesting grounds for some big feline type beasts. And judging by the stench coming off the forest below, they were having their mating season. Vegeta finally hit the mountains and landed on a foot path about half way up and pressed the communications button.

“This is Prince Vegeta, who's there?” He asked, walking up the bath, if he tried to fly to the top the lack of air will either kill him or make pass out and fall back to the hard earth below.

“Vegeta, it's Nappa! Where the hell are you!? The King's throwing a fit! He sent out the royal guard a few seconds ago! They are ordered to bring you and your mate back to the palace!”

“No one is touching him but me!!” Vegeta snarled, the moons' effects kicking in as he notice the second and third moon slowly rising.

“The are ordered to sedate you if you become too aggressive... Vegeta, stay where you are; I'm locking on--!?”

Vegeta yanked the scouter off and crushed it. He cursed as he realized he destroyed the only thing that'll help him find Gohan since he could pick up his scent still! Growling, he began trekking up the mountain, he sniffed around knowing that some birds of prey lived around these parts and there were a few canine beasts that weren't all that friendly either.

'I hope he's nowhere around these parts... If any of these animals catch hold of him in the condition he's in....' he didn't finish that thought, wanting to look on the bright side of things.

Suddenly he was hit with something, a very potent scent. He was nearly thrown off his feet from the force of the smell. It was very sweet, almost forbidden with a hint of musk in it. He growled low, he knew this scent, it was covered in his musk!

Vegeta opened his black eyes, though the whites began to take a reddish tinge to them. His mate was close by, but there were others as well. It was a race to see who could get to the submissive first. He growled out; his mind having switched between from logic to primal instinct. He jumped into the trees that grew up the mountain's side and jumped across them toward where the scent was strongest...

Gohan moaned as he opened his eyes, his body was hot and he felt this odd itch in places that he shouldn't be feeling itchy in. His head hurt and his tail was all prickly, almost too sensitive to touch. He sat up slowly, his mind was hazy and his neck burned. He got up from the bed and stumbled out of the room, no one was home still, but he didn't want to be here when his mother did get home. He leaned on the wall, his legs felt like limp noddles but his joints were stiff. He tried to keep himself up, but his body felt like lead.

'Come on... I can't-!?'

“Ahhh!?” He gave a short cry as he fell down the stairs and landed on the ground floor with a loud thud and another cry. Gohan moaned as he tried to get up, but his body failed him. His mind slowly shutting off and more primal thoughts raced through his mind. He fought to keep his logic, not wanting to give into the side of him that wanted to him to lay on his back and spread his legs to whoever found him like this.

Staggering a bit after getting up and making his way down the hall, Gohan gasped for air as his body kept getting hotter and hotter, his tail was numb and his lower regions were itchy for something, but he didn't know what. He whimpered as he fell against the back door and went to open it when it was thrown open. He gasped seeing his mother standing there and she gasped seeing him dressed in her kimono and on the verge of passing out again.

“What are you doing here!?” She screeched as she slammed the door behind her and stormed over to him, she set the bag she had down, the glass bottles clinking in protest.

“H-help me...” He groaned out, collapsing with fever.

She didn't move for almost ten minutes, her son's heavy breathing the only sound during that time before she walked over to him and grabbed his arm and began dragging him to the door before she forced it opened and gasped when some dark figure stood in the door way. It was one of the monsters, his tail whipping the air in an agitated manner.

“What are you doing on my property!?” She screeched again, making Gohan whine and the figure to hiss.

“Him... I want him.” The figure growled out, sounding like an animal rather than a man.

“Huh! Take the little shit!! You monsters are disgusting allowing same sex marriages and encouraging your children to be violent and sex fiends!!” she spat as she dropped her son's arm and part of his torso on the floor as the Saiyan reached down and slung the limp form over his shoulder and left.

Chi-Chi slammed to door shut and grabbed one of the bottles in the bag she had, it was some liquor and it would help her forget her misfortune to have had a monster for a husband, baring that little freak and being cursed to live on a planet filled with monsters that didn't have a problem with corrupting and prostituting their own children!

“If I ever get off of this mud ball I'll be sure to ask the dragon to destroy it. We do not need disgusting creatures like them existing!” She growled, downing half the bottle in one go...

Gohan, on the other hand, was not fairing so well. At first the voice that had spoken with his mother had been deep and feral like... like the prince's... but the scent was disgusting, like overly sweet smelling fruit. He struggled as much as he could in his weakened state, something was horribly wrong he felt so defenseless!

“Stop struggling!” Growled the Saiyan as he smacked Gohan's thighs, making him yelp and tremble with ecstasy. The hit had stimulated his nerves and his tail bristled as his underwear suddenly became soaked in the back. “So you like it rough, eh? Maybe I should throw you done right here and fuck you like the whore you are.”

“Let!! Go!! Of!!! ME!!!!!” Gohan screamed, his Ki flaring with each word until it forced the pure blooded Saiyan to let him go and forced him away a few feet.

“Whoa... a strong little bitch aren't we....” The man growled in want, his eye looking red and crazed.

Gohan tensed, his primal instincts kicking in as his logic worked in overdrive. He sensed five Ki signatures, all of them strong. One was right in front of him, four more were heading towards them. His instincts were demanding that he fight and keep these unworthy suitors away until his...

'No don't think that word!!' The logic part of his brain screamed, but his primal side snarled, 'He is our mate! We need him or we will be raped and possibly murdered here and now since the she-devil handed us over without so much as a second glance!'

He whined, a headache developing and his body at war with itself. His human half was fighting with his Saiyan half, making it impossible for him to keep focus. The other Saiyan saw this as his chance and slowly stalked forward, but Gohan's head snapped up and his Ki flared to the highest level he could reach, a blue, white aura surrounding him as the Saiyan backed off.

Gohan gasped when three more showed up, but they were all dressed in battle armor and had on those things that he had seen many of the elite guards wear. He believed they called it a Scouter. One of the men was big and burly, bald too. He slowly inched forward, but Gohan flared his Ki once more and growled at them.

“Easy there, we're not here to hurt you...” He said, knowing that the submissive male felt like a trapped animal and would attack them if he felt threatened. The other Elites kept back, watching the bald Saiyan risk his head to get close to the frightened Saiyan child.

“No!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!!” Gohan screamed and jerked back away from them, but the other Saiyan took advantage of Gohan's back being turned to him and grabbed his tail. Gohan's mouth opened into a scream as his body fell like a ton of bricks to the floor. He sobbed and cried in pain, screaming when the other Saiyan tugged on his tail or squeezed it hard.

“Back off!! He's mine!!” Roared the Saiyan male as the Elites growled.

Gohan whimpered and clawed the earth beneath his fingers as he laid helpless. The Saiyan smirked and knelt down so he was over Gohan's backside as he slowly leaned over the trembling child, glaring at the Elites challengingly. The bald one snarled and was about to charge when a dark howl filled the area and something lunged out of the trees and onto the Saiyan's back.

Gohan collapsed onto the ground when his tail was released and the mind numbing pain was gone. He heard growls and snarls, he weakly lifted his head to see strong arms clad in royal blue cloth. He slowly turned his head and body to the side, following the strong corded arm up to a strong neck and to that face. Those regal features were; his mate had come to find him. He whined as he fell on his back beneath the bigger male and bared his neck to him.

“........V- Vegeta....” He whined and his mate growled low, a soothing gesture as he kept glaring death at the fool who tried to touch his mate...

Vegeta had raced up the mountain side, finding a hidden valley between the mountain's many faces. He smelt his mate's scent a lot stronger now. He raced off at full speed in the tree tops, his body moving as gracefully as a jaguar on the hunt. There was a clearing up ahead and he could smell a lot of scents, his mate's, three others that were familiar, but in his primal state, they were enemies, and one unknown scent then he heard his mate's pained scream and hurried even faster than before.

When the clearing came into full view he had not been pleased with what he had seen, his mate laid withering in pain as another dominant male tried to mount him. He saw red then and dove at them. The male let his mate go and jumped clear of his lunge as he landed on all fours above his mate. He glared death at the Saiyan stupid enough to try and mount his mate as said child slowly shifted beneath him and bared his neck in submission.

He whined his name, obviously frightened and he growled back at him, it was low and gentle, reassuring him that he was safe from harm. The others were all tense around him as was he. He'd defend Gohan tooth and nail if one of them tried to get slick. He lowered his body a bit more over Gohan and growled a bit thicker, than before a silent command to his mate to not move when he did.

Gohan whimpered and curled up under him. As soon as Gohan's tail wrapped itself around his waist and between his thighs, he roared and dove at the first male, the one that had been holding his mate's tail.

The other Saiyan didn't have time to react before he found himself pinned to the ground having an outraged prince clawing, ripping and pounding his body into the mountain side. He tried to throw a punch, bite him or even grab his tail, but the prince was not a fool and charged a Ki blast in his fist before he rammed it into the other's chest, destroying his heart, lungs and even his stomach with the blast.

Vegeta pulled his fist free of the dead man's chest and turned on the other three, but they were all backing away from him, their heads held high, tilted at in angle so their jugular veins were out in the open. He snarled low and quickly hurried to his mate's side and pulled off his cloak and wrapped his mate in it.

Gohan snuggled deeper into the warm material that smelt of his strong mate and quickly passed out again. Vegeta bent down to pick up his mate, but was grabbed by two of the other three, his arms forced behind his back and bound with the Ki bounds he had with him and snarled weakly when all his power dropped dramatically, but when the power and adrenaline rush suddenly stopped he slumped into the guards' arms. He slowly looked up and growled at the bald Saiyan as he picked up his mate.

“Let him go!”

“No, your highness! Your mate's ill and you've gone mad! Your eyes are almost fully red!” the bald one snapped at him.

Hearing his title, the logical part of brain kick started and he growled.

“Nappa!”

“Let's go. Let him scream all he wants. Don't unbind him and do not let him go... Move out!” The other two nodded and took off into the air after Nappa.

The flight back to the castle was full of cursing and death threats, the three Saiyans were glad they had taken enzymes before leaving to hunt down the prince otherwise they'd have jumped the boy in Nappa's arms or be as mad as Vegeta was right now. Nappa kept glancing back, to make sure that Vegeta was still bound and that the other two were keeping a tight hold on him. All he needed now was for the enraged prince to get free and attack him while he held his mate in is arms...

-A few days later-

Nappa sighed as he carried the tray of food in his hands up to the highest tower of the Academy, the isolation rooms where located up there. It was where they Spartan trained the new recruits. A year in a room so bare and out of the way would drive someone mad and then to be up where the air is very cold and very thin held them develop their lungs so they could breath in space while their pods were open of the glass was cracked or broken.

He stopped in front of the only room that was heavily guarded. He nodded to the two guards and they opened the door. Inside the room was Vegeta, said Saiyan was standing at the window three windows right above the bed. They were narrow for him to try and climb out of and besides if he did the air was too thin for him to breathe normally while in flight and he'll pass out and fall to his death.

Vegeta's ears twitched at his approach and his tail tensed, a warning that he was about to strike. Nappa set the tray on the small table and looked at Vegeta.

“Here's lunch... You know as well as I do that you will not be allowed out of here until you calm down. The full moons' cycle is almost up and I know you want to get back to your mate, but if you go in the state you are in: it'll be rape, abuse and murder. You're too wound up!”

“I want to see him!!” Vegeta snapped; one eye was black the other was completely red with insanity and rage. Oozuru was trying to come out of him like when the third moon is full and alone, all the Saiyans transform into Oozuru and basically go berserk.

“You cannot! You'll hurt him Vegeta!” Nappa yelled.

Vegeta snarled and his tail flicked once in warning before he lunged, but Nappa had been ready for it and when he got close, Nappa grabbed his hands in his and sent out Ki charge that shocked the daylights out of the prince long enough for Nappa to get out of the room and the door locked shut again. Vegeta screamed in rage and attacked the door like a vicious animal, all the while screaming he wanted his mate.

“Sir?”

“Do not let him out. He's not stable...” Nappa sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “This is bad, he finally takes a mate and something like this happens?”

“Sir? What of the princess?”

“He's still resting, the King's forbidden anyone besides the doctor to see the princess.” He told them and they nodded before they got back into their positions. Vegeta had settled down at some point, his hunger much worse than his anger right now since he hadn't eaten in a few days.

When they were sure he'd remain in a relatively calm state, Nappa took his leave. The bald Saiyan have never seen the prince in such a state and he grew up with him. It was thing for Vegeta to get mad and through a fit, but this was nothing to laugh about. He left the academy and headed for the palace, well aware that Vegeta was watching him from the tower windows.

“Nappa.” He looked to see the king standing in the courtyard with some of the noble women.

He quickly landed silently which was pretty impressive for someone so big and heavy like him.

“Yes, your majesty?”

“How is he?”

“Still mad, sire. He's demanding to see his mate, but we can't allow that. In the state he's in he'll only hurt the princess.”

The King gave a sigh, looking to the tower in the short distance where his son was under arrest.

It was a very rare case where a Saiyan went mad; believe it or not they had excellent self-control! But there were instances, like with his son, where something in their mind just snaps and then they have to fight with themselves. Most of them managed to recover, the others weren't so lucky. Vegeta Sr could only hope that his son would be one of the lucky ones.

“I see...” He said and then sent him off to rest. The noble women had walked off when they saw the king talking with one of his Elite warriors, knowing that what was discussed was not for their ears.

Vegeta Sr gave another sigh as he waved to them and then headed inside the castle, he walked down the halls and up a few stairs before he came to the room designed for the Prince's Mate. He knocked lightly on the door and got a small 'come in.'

“Have you eaten?” He asked right away.

The boy was sitting in the window seat, his hair spiked up and his bangs framed his feminine face. His sleek black tail was curled over his arm as his legs were curled up onto the soft pillows of the seat. He wore a robe like dress, a kimono as he had called it, that the tailors made for him. The boy looked away from the blue sky and turned his big dark brown eyes to him.

“Yes... I'm still sore and achy though...”

“It's expected, my dear. This is your first heat?”

“... yes...”

“Well you needn't worry. We've given you enzymes to retard the effects of your heat. We do not want you being raped by any other Saiyan.” Vegeta Sr said, standing before the boy as he turned to look out the window again.

“I don't understand anything... I was raised on Earth by my mother... My father was often off fighting, it was in his blood, the blood of a Saiyan.” he said almost fondly.

“Then allow me...” Vegeta Sr said, bowing as he held out his hand for him to take. Gohan blushed, the king and his son really did look exactly alike minus a few slight wrinkles and the goatee that the king had.

Gohan took the hand and put his feet on the floor, the carpet was rally soft beneath his feet as he slipped on small genie shoes on his feet that matched his kimono and walked with the king. As they walked around the palace Gohan noticed the paintings and a few stain glass windows depicting events from Vegetasei's history.

“We Saiyans are a proud warrior race. It is in our blood to fight and to be the best. But that is all everyone else sees: the greed and blood lust.” He said stopping before a painting of a city on fire and a few Saiyans were there destroying it.

Gohan shivered at the scary scene as the King then turned him to face a big stain glass window. In it was a tall man with wild golden hair and teal eyes his tail being the only clue that he was a Saiyan. Below the man was a scene of him resting against a tree reading a book another below it of him playing an instrument.

“Our Ancestor, Brolly, was the very first Saiyan to reach Super Saiyan. Hair of sun gold and eyes as teal as the waters of Namek. He was a genius strategist, a war hero and a monster. But when he was not fighting Brolly was kind and noble. A romantic lover and a loving father. Thanks to him Vegetasei united. He went to the various regents of Vegetasei and partook in their festivals and cultures and brought what he learned back home and said that they should do the same. From there Saiyans from all over began learning to read, write, play music make art, design technology, clothes and build homes.”

“That's amazing...” Gohan said awed as he looked at the Saiyan who fathered the current race of Saiyans.

“Yes it is. It took 30 years, but Vegetasei was united and at peace. And it happened just in time too. Invaders attacked Vegetasei and began capturing children left and right, looking for slaves to sell. Brolly hadn't been to happy and neither were the other kings of the various regents so they banded their armies together with Brolly leading the charge and fought back.” Vegeta Sr said, a bit excited at this point as they moved further down the hall and stopped before a painting of a giant golden monkey with solid red eyes.

“During the fight, no noticed that the sun had set and the moon had risen due to the thick clouds of smoke. It was the full third moon of Vegetasei and the light shining from this particular moon triggered something in Brolly, noticed it first and while still in his super Saiyan state, he became Oozuru .”

“What's Oozuru ?” Gohan asked.

“The demon that resides in us... before we became civilized, we use to be demons, monsters; devils. We were a sin so evil we the nameless gods gave us a planet to ourselves and made use stupid, relying solely on the instincts that keep us a live. The instinct to hunt, gather, find and build shelter, fight and finding a mate and making off spring and protecting them from harm.” Vegeta Sr said, pointing to the golden monkey as it roared and seemed to be doing a victory dance.

“That's inside of us?” Gohan asked, frightened of this new turn of events.

“Yes, but like I had said, we've come a long way from what we use to be to what we are today...” He said as they kept going. Gohan was amazed by the stories and the art, the advancements they had. He learned who he was and that he should be proud of it. When the King brought him back to his room after walking around the whole palace for the afternoon, he thanked him and blushed as he shyly asked about his... mate.

'Funny a few days ago I couldn't get myself to even think that any of this was real now I'm happy to have someone who ill devote their whole being to me for all eternity...'

“My son?” The king asked and Gohan nodded. “I'm afraid he's in isolation...”

Gohan gulped, was it his fault?

The king noticed the look on his face and gently made Gohan sit on his bed before he knelt before the rather stunning boy. He took both his smaller hand in his own and looked him in the eyes.

“Listen to me, child... You did not know this would happen. You knew nothing of your kind and were denied such information. I can understand that you were frightened and with that human logic clouding your instinct; you ran. Vegeta went to find you and bring you back where your would be safe and he could teach you what you lacked, but seeing other potential suitors made his inner animal snap. But seeing that Saiyan hurting you made Oozuru surface... He's mad and a danger to everyone including you and himself... I'm afraid until he calms down, nothing can be done...”

Gohan gave a small nod, but still felt guilty about all this. If he had known, he wouldn't have runaway.

'I guess I was still hoping that mom would be there waiting with her arms open....' He thought sadly as he was left alone in his room.

He watched the sun trek slowly through the sky, time as so different here. Four of Earth's days was one hole day here and there were 800 days in a year. Saiyan's quite literally lived forever without growing old. Death wasn't feared it as embraced, being killed in battle as honorable and viewed as heroic. So he gained some comfort from his father's death. Sighing he laid down on his bed and pressed his hand over where Vegeta had marked him as his mate, the spot tingled and he pressed his hand on it harder.

'I want him so badly....' He felt hot tears well up in his eyes as he thought how much in just a single moment his whole life would flip 180 and still be able to lean on someone's shoulder, but he had pushed him away because he let his mother's ideals and beliefs cloud his thoughts, what he believed. 'Vegeta... please come back to me...'

He sobbed himself to sleep, begging the nameless gods to bring back his mate...

Vegeta stood in front of the windows, looking at the palace in the short distance, but being locked in this room and away from Gohan, it might as well be on the other side of the universe. He hadn't moved from the window since he tried to attack Nappa. His tail was twitching erratically as his eye narrowed.

'Damn them!! Locking us here when our mate is in heat!! Someone will try and steal him!! Why do you stand here!? Go find our mate!!!' Screamed a voice that did not belong to Vegeta, this voice as enraged and was too dark to belong to him.

'Shut up! I will not move from here. I know what you're trying to do Oozuru ! You want to impregnate him while you have control and produce an Oozuru cub!' Vegeta hissed back, snarling at the voice for trying to use his body and his mate's body to create a monster.

'Why do you fight me!?'

'We all do! When we give into Oozuru we only want to destroy, kill and rape! I will not let you lay a finger on Gohan!' Vegeta snarled, his tail lashing out and hitting the single chair in the room, shattering it against the wall.

The guards jumped at the sound and one of them opened the door to see what had happened. The foolish guard didn't follow procedure and left himself open. Vegeta spun around and pounced both Guards, knocking them out and stealing their Ki bounds. The only thoughts running through Vegeta's mind were all centered around Gohan...

He hid in the tree of the garden, watching the guards as they walked about, checking the bushes and the like for in intruders. He rolled his eyes as he silently jumped to the next tree and then the next, slowly making his way around the massive palace to his private wing and to his mate's bedroom. Smirking, Vegeta looked to make sure no guards were around and dove onto the balcony, landing on all fours and crawling gracefully into the room through the opened doors.

Sniffing around, he repressed a moan of ecstasy at the thick smell of ambrosia. He crawled over to the door and opened it a tiny crack to see that the there were no guards. Smirking, he closed it and locked it tightly. Standing up, Vegeta let his eyes fall on his beautiful mate. Both the solid red one and the black orb widened at how the moon light illuminated his pale skin, making him look like he as glowing even his black hair and tail seemed to glow. Vegeta was so taken by his beauty, he fell prey to his deepest instincts.

“.....Mine.....”