Unexplainable

Unexplainable

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or anything related to DBZ. Otherwise I'd be rich, duh!

By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)

Chapter Two: Mating
Rating: NC17


Buruma opened her eyes and smiled. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she moved to get up, only to find herself still wrapped in the Saiyajin's tail. She attempted to remove his tail again, only receiving a moan from the prince. She petted it softly, watching as the injured warrior beside her smile in his sleep. He whimpered when she stopped, but surprised her when he wrapped his arms around her tightly pulling him into his embrace. 'Well, now I'm stuck.' He was still sleeping at least. She tried to wiggle her way out of his grip, to no avail. He tightened his arms around her whenever she moved. She sighed. 'Oh well.' She absently petted his tail as she thought about the lovely predicament she found herself in.

A soft purr from Vejiita snapped her out of thoughts. 'That's kind of sexy...' He tightened his hold on her and buried his head into her hair. She was beginning to have a hard time breathing. 'Damn strength of his.' She struggled a little but he only moved her against his chest. She wrapped her fingers around his tail, petting firmly, only to find a little bit of a shock. He pressed firmly against her, his arousal quite prominent against her bare leg.

She blushed. 'Uh oh.' She was getting a little worked up herself and figured she might have to wake him up to get out of this. She attempted to move out his embrace, turning her back to him, only to have him move her back flush against his quite naked and quite aroused form. His purring continued and soothed her a little, but she still couldn't figure out a way to get out of this. He might be a little angry if he woke up to find himself wrapped around her like this.

She petted his tail soothingly and tried to remove it but didn't succeed. The only reaction she received was a whimper from the injured Saiyajin behind her. He nuzzled her hair, nipping at her shoulder. Was he still sleeping? His arms tightened around her, his hardened manhood pressing into her rear, his purring still continuing. Her hand rested on his tail, but she didn't move it. "Just how," he began softly, still nipping at her shoulder, "did you manage to get me aroused, little human?" He purred into her neck as he moved his hands down her slender body. She shivered from the contact. "Eh, little onna?"

"I didn't," she breathed, trying to control her shaking voice.

"Oh, really?" He cupped one of her breasts in his hands, massaging gently. "Then why did I wake up with this incredible *need* to take you as mine?"

She couldn't form a reply, not when he persisted in sending such delightful feelings through her soul.

He nuzzled her again, a deep purr in his throat. "You are dangerous," he murmured softly as he pressed himself against her again, thrusting hips against her buttocks, earning himself a slight moan from her. "Do you know why my tail seems to like you so much?"

She shook her head.

"It's a sign of affection and possessiveness among mated pairs," he whispered huskily. "Why is my tail convinced you are my mate?"

She mumbled an incoherent reply as he trailed his tongue up her neck.

"You're gorgeous, but I don't think that's why," he mumbled with a slight nip of her ear. "Many gorgeous women have tried to seduce me and all they got was Final Flashed for coming near my royal person." He pressed his hips into her again, trailing his hand down her flat stomach. "But you," he whispered, "you I wanted from the first and yet I withheld." She shivered as his hand found its way into her boxers. "You are human. I cannot have such a *hunger* to mate with you. Yet I do." He pushed his fingers through her stiff curls, brushing over her nub, causing her to buck against his hand. "So what shall I do, little onna?"

She murmured slightly in confusion as he pushed his finger into her. She felt her resolve fall away instantly. He nipped her neck again and suckled on it lightly.

He thrust his finger into again, her moan filling his ears. "So, little onna, do you want me?" He nuzzled her, smirking as she nodded slightly. "If I took you, little one, it would mean forever," he whispered huskily, pushing another finger into her. He pumped them a little bit, her whimpers music to his sensitive Saiyajin ears. He pressed his member to her again, a soft groan escaping him. "I would being defying my father, my race, my breeding. Everything I am goes against this *need* I feel for you," he stated as he moved his hand from her and pulled her boxers down. He pressed his hardened manhood to her bare buttocks, holding her to it by the tense grip on her hips. "Tell me no, little onna. We do this; it is forever. Tell me no," he whispered.

She struggled to form the words but nothing came out. She could feel him pulsing behind her, his incredible power radiating warmth.

He nipped her again, not moving just yet. "I cannot stay on this planet, we do this, and you will be coming with me. You'll be a Princess, little onna. My father will fight this, my people wilght ght this; it won't be easy. We do this, it will upset my entire race." He kissed her neck tenderly. "I'm a ruthless killer, little onna. I am a warrior, I am Vejiita no Ouji. Tell me no," he ordered gently.

"Why?" she breathed out thoughtlessly. Her mind refusing to function beyond the moment. The feel of him behind her. The steel of his muscles, and the strength of arms embracing her. The feeling of his soft breathe against her sensitive neck. The throbbing heat of his member against her backside.

"So be it, little onna," he breathed and moved, sheathing himself into her tight wetness from behind her, simultaneously biting her neck sharply. She cried out as he filled her. He thrust against her, suckling her bleeding neck. One arm wrapping around her chest protectively, his tail still wrapped against her. He felt his control ebb and quickly tried to lower his rising ki. He didn't want to destroy her. Her orgasm came on suddenly, his name falling from her mouth. Moments afterwards, he smothered his own moan into her neck as his seed spurt into her. A few more thrusts and he collapsed against her. He squeezed her lightly, licked her wounded neck once, before nuzzling his face into her hair, and drifted off into peaceful slumber, never removing himself from her.


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Buruma woke up to find Vejiita thrusting into her gently. She bit back a moan, shuddering. His hands were on her hips, holding her flush to him. "Vejiita," she breathed out.

"Awake, little onna?" he murmured against her, still gently thrusting into her from behind. He nipped her neck slightly and nuzzled her almost tenderly. He licked her wound. "You should have said no," he remarked quietly.

She shuddered as her climax neared, surprising both of them. He stopped his thrusts with a whimper of protest from her. "Please," she pleaded softly.

He chuckled throatily and removed his hard member from her with a small hiss. She groaned in disappointment, only to have him press her back to ted. ed. He moved over her and kissed her lips softly. "So, little Princess," he muttered softly between gently kisses. "Want me so soon?"

She glared at him. "Don't tease."

He laughed sexily and bit her nose tenderly. "Patience, Onna." He parted her thighs with a knee and moved between her thighs. She wrapped her legs around his hips, trying to bring him into her. He smirked at her before trailing kisses down her neck. He positioned himself over her and smiled into her warmth. "I should hate you, you know," he whispered suddenly. He was trembling almost unnoticeably from suppressed passion. "You try my control. So, my little human mate, what should I do?" He thrust into her suddenly and bit her neck sharply again, reopening the previous wound.

She screamed again. Thrusting her own hips to his, they quickly found a rhythm. "Jiita," she moaned loudly.

The Saiyajin no Ouji grinned. "If I didn't have such an interest in you, I would kill you for using my name so informally," he said softly as he continued to thrust into her. His voice barely showed his lust, to his pride.

She snorted softly and moaned again as he thrust into her more deeply. Her hands were grabbing the pillow above her as each wave a pleasure drove through her. Vejiita's fingers entwined with her own, clenching unconsciously with each thrust.

He bit back a groan and buried his face into her neck. "Buruma," he groaned out as her climax sent him over the edge. He nearly crushed her fragile body as his seed spilled into her forcefully and he thrust violently into her. Collapsing on top of her, he groaned as he felt the exhaustion overcome him. He cursed softly in his own language and rose himself on his elbows, still inside of her. Staring into her beautiful cerulean eyes, he traced a finger over her wound. "You are marked, my little onna."

"The bite?"

He nodded softly, still gazing at her. "Yes, the bite. You are my mate now."

"I am?"

He snorted. "Weren't you paying attention earlier when I was telling you this?"

She shook her head. "Not really, I was distracted."

He chuckled. "Yes, you are my mate. Mine, for all time, little onna. My princess. Princess of the Saiyajin and all because you captured my attention and my lust. One act of passion has transformed you from a little human onna to a little Princess of an entire race." He bit her nose tenderly. "I should hate you," he mumbled.

She watched him wide-eyed. "What happens now?"

"Now, my silly mate, I heal. I heal and then you and I leave. I'm sorry, but I cannot leave you here. And I cannot stay. I am a Prince. I warned you," he said sadly. "I cannot leave you." Vejiita suddenly felt a new ki enter the house and looked down. "Someone is here, little Princess."

She nodded and he thrust against her again to her surprise. "I think I should probably get up and see who's here," she began.

He cut her off by grabbing her hips, thrusting himself deeply within her. His head buried into her neck, he gently nipped at her. "No, not yet."

"But-"

"Not yet," he said forcefully as he continually thrust into her. She made a slight moan and he grinned. "Whoever is here can wait. You are mine, little weakling." He increased his pace, nearly losing it when her nails scraped against his back. "Damn you," he mumbled and transferred some of his ki to her. She jumped in surprise. "Don't want me killing you, do you? I transferred my ki to you." He suckled her wounded neck, her blood intoxicating him. He hissed and stopped as he felt a familiar ki outside the bedroom. A knock alerted his mate to the presence.

"I've got to-"

"Tell them to go away," he mumbled and pulled out slightly to thrust back in deeply. He pulled her hips to his violently, his mate unable to form words. He grinned. He flared his ki at the intruder, hoping they'd get the hint but another knock appeared, more urgent then the last. He grunted as he vitly tly thrust into her again. He nuzzled his beautiful mates breast slightly before nipping at it gently, earning himself a soft gasp. "Go away!" he called to the door angrily.

"Where's Buruma-san?" the voice called back worriedly. 'The damn Earth Saiyajin.'

"Busy," he answered gruffly. Thrusting against her again. He lowered himself on top of her, kissing her lips hungrily, pulling her legs around his waist more firmly.

"Is she okay? You haven't hurt her?" Goku continued worriedly.

Vejiita growled. 'Idiot.' "No," he snapped back after releasing his lips from hers. She giggled and he glared at her. "Not funny. Damn your friends." He pushed into her violently holding her to his chest, his face buried into her neck. He pounded into her violently; glad he had the foresight to give her his ki. She would have been screaming in pain not pleasure. Her arms were wrapped around his chest, long since having given up on keeping up with the powerful warrior. His hand held her hips to him. She climaxed suddenly, screaming out.

"Buruma! I'm coming in!" the voice called and opened the door.

Vejiita ignored the intruder. He only saw his back anyway, he was sure. He kissed her neck. "Better tell you're friend you're okay, otherwise I won't get to finish and I'll be very angry."

"What the hell!?" Goku asked embarrassed and confused. Vejiita continued to thrust into her deeply. He grunted as he nearly lost control.

"I'm fine, Son-kun," Buruma told him breathlessly. "I'll be done in a few."

"Okay," her friend said and fled the room.

Vejiita chuckled. "He nearly wanted to kill me. I'm willing to bet he thought I was raping you."

Buruma glared at him. "I don't really like having my friends walk in on me while I'm having sex."

"Feh. Why not? Just shows them you are now *mine.* I kept your body hidden from view as was proper. Now, hush. I'd like to finish now and get some rest." He continued his thrusts throughout the interruption, much to the annoyance and enjoyment of his mate. "Who'd have thought a little human onna would be so wonderfully enjoyable," he breathed. He ground his hips against hers a few more times before her climax fell upon her again. He pumped her harder as his own approached. His stomach muscled tensed in anticipation, his breath stilled. Two more thrusts and he spilled into her with a grunt, thrusting a last time before falling onto her. "You drive me insane."


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Buruma wiggled out of the Saiyajin's embrace and glared at him. 'How am I going to explain this to everyone? Damn Prince. Damn him for exciting me. Damn him for being so damn sexy!' She continued to curse the smirking Saiyajin warrior under her breath as he watched her get dressed. "Stop looking at me like that," she snapped at him. It did nothing but amuse the Prince more. "We've been fucking for hours and I was supposed to talk to Kami!"

Vejiita lay back and stretched. "So? He's still here. Obviously it was important enough to wait for us to finish."

She glared at him. "That's beside the point. You are insufferable."

He snorted. "Your point? You'll have to learn to live with it."

"Oh really?"

"Yes, littlinceincess. I told you, you and I are mates."

She snorted. "We'll see about that."

He laughed. "Yes, you will see."

She stuck her tongue out at him, much to his amusement, and stalked over to the door. "Are you going back to sleep?"

"No. I'll be waiting for you to return. I don't need a guard now, though. I've recovered enough that my sleep is not unconsciousness."

"Oh, so you have no more need of me?" She smirked at him. "Good." She slammed the door as she left. 'Damn him!' She stalked into the living room.

"Hello, Buruma-san," Goku mumbled a little embarrassed.

She glanced around noticing Goku, Chichi and Kami were the only ones present. "Is everyone gone?"

"Yes," Chichi answered with a smile. "Good thing too. Goku was freaking out when he returned from your room a few hours ago." She laughed. "He was blushing so badly!"

Buruma laughed. "I apologize, Kami, for my tardiness."

Kami smiled at her gently. "Don't worry, Buruma-san. I am very patient. Besides, the reason I wished to speak to you is because of him."

Buruma arched an eyebrow. Laughter filled her mind and she jumped. 'I'm going insane! That wasn't mine.'

::No, little princess, it was mine,:: a voice stated amused.

She growled. "I hate my life," she said irritably. ::What the *hell* are you doing in my fucking mind?!:: she demanded.

::I'm telepathic, idiot, and I wanted to hear what your Kami came all the way here for,:: he told her. ::We'll talk of that later.::

::So you just speak in my mind, without my permission?::

She could feel his snort in her mind and frowned angrily.

"Are you all right, Buruma?" Goku asked in concern.

She grumbled a little. "Yes, I'm fine. I just seemed to have more than I bargained for."

"Yes, you do," Kami agreed gently. "That little incident was destiny, Buruma."

Buruma gaped at him and felt Vejiita's anger in her mind. ::It was NOT destiny!:: he shouted in her mind, causing her to wince.

"Kami, I don't think Vejiita likes the idea of destiny," she began. "Please don't mention that, I really don't like getting yelled at."

Kami laughed. "It's true then."

"Huh?" Buruma voiced confused.

"You and the Saiyajin Prince have mated. That's wonderful!"

She gaped at him. "Excuse me?"

"I apologize, Buruma. I better explain. It might be wise of you to sit down first though." When she complied he continued. "Vejiita no Ouji is the Heir to the throne of Vejiita-sei, a planet on the far reaches of the galaxy. His father, Vejiita no Ou, has trained his son to be a ruthless, bloodthirsty killer in the name of Vejiita-sei's prosperity. The King in his thirst for power and strength has entered an alliance with a being called Furiza, a tyrant of which the universe has never seen. His power is unimaginable. The King has pretty much entered the Saiyajin into slavery to the monster. The Prince despises Furiza and his father for many reasons and is destined to be the Legendary."

::I will achieve that,:: Vejiita snarled in her mind. ::Because I was bred and trained for that one purpose. Nothing will get in my way of that. That is my destiny, not to mate some silly weak human onna!::

::Shhhh! I'm listening. Don't insult me, you're the one who mated me, remember?::

"But the Prince's heart is dead and he has been absorbed by the darkness. He's been severely abused as a soldier of Furiza."

::What?! *That* is NONE of his business what my life was like. He's going to die!::

"Gah!" ::Vejiita! Stay there!::

::He has no right to know what MY life was like! Nor does he have the right to TELL others what I've been through!::

::Calm down, I'm sure he's not going into details,:: Buruma said gently. She felt sympathy rise within her.

::Don't pity me!:: he snapped hatefully.

::I don't.:: She looked at Kami and nodded to him to continue. She tried to ignore the rage that flowed through her. His rage.

"His life has been extremely hard and cruel. His spirit is strong, thankfully, and he's survived sane. His heart, however, bee been conditioned to hate. I don't know if he's ever cared about any one or anything besides his pride and his strength."

::I haven't.::

::Shhh.::

"He is extremely proud, arrogant, ruthless, and bloodthirsty. He loves fighting, as does his entire race. He was sent to purge the planet Arlia and met up with a warrior by the name of Zarbon there. Zarbon is a minion of Furiza and was ordered by the tyrant to kill the Prince."

"Why?" Buruma asked.

"Furiza fe his his power. He was getting too powerful and Furiza worried that he would achieve the power of the Legendary. The Prince managed to survive Zarbon, barely. He used his trademark attack as a last resort and miraculously wounded the demon. He made it to his space pod and blasted off, landing here. That is where you found him. When you and he met, I felt a shock through the cosmos, Buruma. It was destiny."

Vejiita growled in her mind.

"You will leave with him, when the time comes. I don't know what he feels for you or what he thinks of, but I do know that somehow *you* will lead him into his power and he'll rid the world of Furiza. He'll take his place as King and rule Vejiita-sei. I only hope you will lead him to love and he will rule wisely. It will save our planet, Buruma. From destruction."

Buruma gaped at Kami in shock. "That's kind of a big duty you've placed on me."

He nodded sadly. "Yes, but the Prince will like it even less than you do. He's proud and he's stubborn. I know he doesn't like having you as much as he needs you, whether he admits it or not. He doesn't like having a weakness. Talk to him, Buruma. Be his mate and everything will become clear."

Shookhook her head. "This is a little too much for me. I think I'll go for a walk," she mumbled getting up. "Leave Vejiita alone." She then walked to the door and left, without looking back.


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AN: OOCness... of course. I'm not Toriyama-sama so of course I can't write them in character. I have fun trying though! Besides, I'm a girl. A girl who thinks like a damn GIRL! So there! O_o I'm also completely insane :P

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