Meant to Be

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its characters.


Chapter Six: Destinies Shattered (PartII)


“You have to do this... not for Vegeta but for yourself.” Chivaa had come to get her early that morning and they were now sitting across from each other. Chivaa had told the King that she would hto mto make weapons to fight against Lord Freeza.

“But you said I could not be seen by anyone until…” Bulma trailed unable to finish the sentence. Looking into the cold eyes of her once friend.

“That was yesterday, but since you and Raditz decided to give Vegeta-Ouji a jealousy trip we have no choice.”

“I’m sorry Chivaa.” It was all Bulma could say... she was hurt, alone and pregnant and wanted more than anything her friend to forgive her. Things didn’t have to be thme, me, she didn’t have to go back to her room and pretend that nothing happened. Chivaa didn’t have to go on treating her like she had. But she needed to hear from her friend that she would forgive her, even if it wasn’t right now but she needed to hear it to be able to live with herself.
Chivaa looked at her for a long time. A small smile came to her lips and her eyes warmed a little. Bulma felt her heart skip a beat as a wave of relief came washing over her.

“Is not your fault, its mine for taking you to see him.” Chivaa reached across the table to take one of the hands that lay carelessly folded against it.

“Oh Chivaa.” Bulma cried putting her head over Chivaa’s hand and cried her heart out.

“Is Ok, is going to be ok.” The Saiyan said patting her friend’s blue head. She could not be mad at her even though she wanted to, but what had happened was not really her fault, at least not completely. She was mainly mad at the fact that Vegeta-Ouji knew she didn’t want him, that she wanted Goku and he had even give them leave to …A blush found its way to Chivaa’s cheeks.
At what Bulma, even with all her self loathing could not help but wonder what was it all about.

“Chivaa?” Her mistress removed the hand over hers to bring it up to her face as if shielding her embarrassment, the smile on Bulma’s face widened and it took a wicked quality to it. The door opened and they both turned t see who it was... the moment gone forever.

“Hey!” said a very flushed looking Bardock; it looked as if he’d been flying faster than he really could. He took the chair next to Chivaa and looked at Bulma, a real smile on his face that almost made him look like a kid at Christmas.

“Tell me that it is true.” He said to her, his smile still from ear to ear.

“What did you heard?” Bulma asked him. Chivaa was smiling as well.

“That you are going to work with us.”

“Us?”

“Yeah... the science division, that is where I work when I’m not off world.”

“You are a scientist!?” Bulma couldn’t believe it, well she knew Vegeta-sei had them but she always thought they were aliens like herself taken from their home planets.

“What’s so amazing about that? Or did you think we’re all stupid monkeys...like the prince?”

“No…I mean, well that is…” why did he have to go there? Bulma wondered a bit hurt.

“Cool it girl, just tell me if is true that you are going to work with us.”

“Who told you?” It was Toma who asked the question making them turn towards the sound of his voice. He was coming in with Raditz not far behind.

“Nappa came in this morning to get the blue prints of all our failed projects, saying that according to my “ Asswipe’s daughter” she had a teacher that could solve all our problems.”

“Did he call me an asswipeTomaToma shouted fists in the air, striking an invisible Nappa

“Anyhow,” Bardock continued ignoring the man’s childish display, “I knew immediately it was you he was talking about.”

“Chivaa was just telling me about it,” sighting Bulma looked at Raditz who was leaning against the wall on the other side of the room, “I’ll do it of course, but I don’t know about being the answer to all your problems.” Raditz winked at her making her smile.

“I’m glad you two are getting along so well... since you are gonna have to move in together.” Toma added looking from one to the other. She looked at him eyes bulging out, Bardock looked at Toma lifting an eyebrow and Chivaa looked at her father as if he had just killed someone. Raditz was the only one who didn’t seem to mind.

“What?” Toma asked giving them a quizzical look after sating the obvious.

“Why would she have to move in with him?” Chivaa asked.

“It was you who told the king that they were Involved. Remember?”

“I did, but I don’t think that would be necessary.”

“She’s right Toma,” Bardock interrupted, “After the child is aborted they won’t have to pretend anymore, besides my brat is known to screw around.”

“Hmph.” Was all Raditz said.

Bulma could only look and let them decide hers and her child’s fate, she wished she could escape. She wished she could make them understand that the baby was not at fault, but they had their idiotic customs. Customs that said having a child with an alien was the most degrading thing a Saiyan could do. And if that child was their prince’s, their civilization as they knew it would crumble.

“I don’t care either way,” Raditz said coming to sit next to her, “If you ask me it would make no difference, besides I don’t think Bulma wants to do away with the brat.ditzditz looked at her waiting to get any kind of encouragement from her. Bulma only smiled and leaned to rest on his shoulder, the only thank she could give at the moment.

“I’ll say you two are ‘very friendly’ lately,” Toma looked at them suspiciously, “If I didn’t know any better and the fact that you had no time I would say you two got something going on.”

“Toma!” Yelled Chivaa outraged at what her father was trying to imply.

“Is true.” The lanky Saiyan protested.

“Whatever.” replied Raditz.

“Enough!” Bardock interrupted rolling his eyes, “I don’t think that is any of our business, but I’m sorry to say that Bulma cannot keep the brat.”

“Why not!?” Bulma countered startling them all.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Raditz’s father answered.

“No is not obvious. On my planet we don’t do away with babies because they’re not convenient. And when someone does, is not looked upon very kindly. I don’t care what you say I’m still from Chikyuu and this baby is mine and you will have to kill me to take it away from me.” She took in air and tried to calm down; she had screamed the words to the top of her lugs making them gasp in surprise.

“Bulma,” Chivaa said looking at her the way she always did. It almost made her cry, “If Raditz is fine with it I will not make you give up you child.”

“I don’t care.” The said counterpart answered.

“What the fuck are you people saying!?” Toma was beside himself, “What is wrong with you. Don’t you know what will happen if is discover who the father of this brat is?” He almost choked out the words, how could they seriously conceive to allow this?

“The one who should worry about it is Raditz. I don’t think anyone would make the connection with the prince but it is matter of honor. Are you willing to accept the consequences of your decision?” Bardock turn to his son and nodded as he saw the resolution on his eldest eyes. “It is decided then. Bulma will move with my brat and they will have the brat. But you…” He turned to Toma and lifted an eyebrow at him. “Have to set her free.”

“What?! No I can’t do that... what tells me that she will help us if I free her?”

“I said I would. I have no intention in betraying you; especially after all you’ve done for me.” Bulma added.
“Hmph.” Was the only respond she got from the older man. She yelped knocking her chair and ran to Chivaa giving her a big hug; with tears in her eyes, she then hugged Toma and Bar-san and finally Raditz. She stayed in his arms and felt his hand come to rest on her head.

“Thank you.” She whispered, feeling felt the smirk on his face.

“Don’t thank me yet.” He said taking her in his arms; he carried her to her room to pack her things.

“Are you sure the brat is Vegeta Ouji’s?” Toma asked to no one in particular scratching his head while looking after them.

“Yes Toma, Bulma would have told me had there been anything with Raditz” Chivaa said rolling her eyes at her father.

“What’s wrong old man are you jealous of my brat?” Came the amused question as well as an elbow to his side from his best friend.


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They were all in silence, waiting for the blue haired female looking over at the many blue prints and plans for weaponry and defense systems his science division had not been able to produce. Vegeta no Ou had asked for all the failed projects to see exactly what this mysterious woman could do. She looked so very young to him, maybe even younger than Toma’s brat. But if they had so much faith in her he would give it a try. Not that they had any other options. He could see his brat’s attraction to her as well as Raditz’. The woman was beautiful, far more so than any woman his son’s harem held. Too bad she was with child or he would make Bardock’s brat give her to him. He had not asked why had the first class allowed her to get with child, it was none of his concern, that it was degrading there was no question about that. But if this woman could produce any kind of devise to oppose Freeza, hell! Even He, the king would allow her ear ear his child if she asked.

“I think I can tell you what went wrong with most of these designs.” The blue haired female said still looking over the materials, bringing Vegeta no-Ou out of his thoughts.

“In this one for instance,” she said pointing to one of the many cannons they had wanted to equip their ships with, “The energy for the cannon is taken right out of the ship’s main energy supply, which would cause the power to drain more quickly and cause it to shutdown. Other than that the design is perfectly fine, it only needs a separate power source.” Bulma looked up to the others sitting around her; Bardock to her right, Chivaa to her left, Toma right next to her, a couple of other scientist she didn’t know and to the very head of the table the King of Vegeta-sei whom looked just like her Vegeta did, only older and with a goatee. “I can make it smaller so it won’t be so obvious, maybe even retractable.” She said scratching her chin.

“Can you do all that woman?” The king asked incredulously. Of course she could do that. That was child’s play; she just couldn’t believe that a race being so technologically advanced as to have a regen tank couldn’t figure this small stuff out... and why did he have to call her...woman? “Yes Ou-Sama I can, and I can also make improvements to all the thing you have shown me here.” She finished by pointing the rest of the blue prints.

“And you said she has been here two years?” The Ou turned and asked Chivaa who was very pleased at how things were turning out.

“Yes Ou-Sama.”

“And how come she is not working with the Bardock instead”

“The opportunity never arised your majesty.” Chivaa answered.

“Well I don’t really care,” the king looked at Bardock and addressed him directly, “Make sure she’s at your shop tomorrow morning, I’ll be expecting results within the week. If this girl can produce a ship equipped with a weapon powerful enough to take down one of Freeza’s ships I’m making damn sure your names go down history books” He looked at Bulma as if to assure her-her name would be on that list as well.

“Wouldn’t that put the Prince in danger?” the blue haired genius asked hesitantly, looking from one face to another.

“Aha!!” The king laughed. “For someone who turned him down, you sure care a lot girl” He gave her a piercing stare. “What do you suggest we do?”

She almost felt Toma’s gaze cut her and Chivaa’s hand held on to her arm nervously, Bardock only hmphed. She ignored them all and said looking at the king right in the eye.

“I think we should buy materials in the black market, that way they can not be traced to us. And redesign the ships to a more sleek and uncharacteristic form. If one gets captured it could not be traced as a Saiyan ship,” She paused waiting for any complaints and continued when she heard none, “Since I will be the one designing them, I’ll make sure they are nothing ever seen before.”

The King took her in for a long moment in which she didn’t weaver her gaze. He started laughing so loud she thought the room was going to crumble.

“Good Gods girl you are a genius,” He said still snickering, “You heard the girl Bardock.” Vegeta Ou turned to her and warmed his gaze. “Where have you been all my life?!” It was not a question but a statement that almost made her cringe at the remembrance of another Vegeta saying the same thing to her.


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“I hear you caused quite an impression with the King.” Raditz had come to get her after her appointment with the Ou. Now they were in his house. Well not exactly a house more like an apartment. It had none of the splendor and space as Chivaa’s house but it seemed comfortable enough.

“How come you don’t live with your father?” She asked walking around inspecting the place.

“Do you know how old I am?” He said amusingly.

“No.”

“I thought so.”

“So... how old are you?”

“Old enough,” he walked out of the room and she followed. She saw the kitchen and a big bathroom with a huge tub. Well I guess that must be one of his past times with his girlfriends, she thought with a snicker.

“What are you laughing about?” She almost jumped when she saw him standing there looking at her.

“Huh… nothing.”

“Come; let me show you the bedroom.” He motioned for her to follow and they came to a very spacious bedroom. The walls were white as everything else in it; Except for a crystal vase with the reddest most exotics flowers she’s ever seen.

“I thought you might like them.” He said simply. Pointing to her things at the far corner of the room. “You should put those away.” he added

“I love it!” she walked to the table to smell the flowers and asked absently: “Where do you sleep?” At this he smirked and his eyes took a mischievous glint to them, telling her exactly where he slept.

“What?! We can’t sleep in the same room.” She looked shocked that he even thought of it.

“This is the only bedroom here,” he smirked “unless you want to sleep in the hearth room.” She looked at her surroundings thinking that he was doing enough for her; she could not expect him to give her his bedroom too. Slowly she went to pick up her valise. He took her arm and brought her to face him.

“Sleeping in the same bed does not mean sleeping together.” He let go and took her luggage from the floor, “I’ll put this away.”

“Well now that that’s settled,” she let out a little sight, “I think I’ll try that tub of yours.”

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The lab was bigger than anything she’d seen before. Countless of bodies were working on different projects. She felt alive. This was the first time that she was going to be part of something important. Even back in Chikyuu, in her father’s lab she had only been half serious and not really needed. Now these people were depending on her to set them free from the tyrant who stole their prince…Her prince.
Everyone turned as soon as she came in the main lab. Bardock was next to her but that gave her no comfort. She still didn’t know what the man thought of her.

“Everyone listen up!” He called loud enough to revive dead people. “This is Bulma, and all of you will do as she says unless you want me to kick you sorry asses.” With that said he tugged her to keep on walking. They came to an office of sorts where other people were already sitting waiting for…her? She recognized the guys from the meeting with the king and saw some others.

“These guys are the heads of the different departments in this division,” Bardock commenced, “We will stop all other projects to work on yours. You heard the King; he wants to try out within one week so I suggest we get right to it. We’ll make a list of what we need and hand it to Raditz. He should have them within the day.” He looked around waiting for anyone to comment. There were nods all around. “Now you,” he turned to her, “Will start drafting the blue prints right now.” He pointed at a computer on a lone desk in the corner of the room. She got up slowly making her way to it, sitting down; she smirked worthy of a Saiyan and got right to work.


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He got to Vegetasei anxious to see her. His walk was hasty and his breath had quickened, not from the brisk walk but from anticipation. He was but a few steps from seeing her; His woman. He took flight at the thought of her, so beautiful, so pure. Would she be happy? Had she been waiting for him? He was eternally grateful that she had not known what he’s gone through. The horrors his life has been at the hands of that monster.
Gods how he had waited for this moment, the moment he had kept alive for. How many years has it been? It did not matter, he felt for her now as he felt for her that very first time.

He found her door, not sure how he had known this, and stopped in front of it to catch his breath, to calm the beatings of aching heart... aching for her... But no more. From this day forth no one will take her from him. No one will come between them; he pitied the poor soul who tried. He opened the door slowly and there she was, exactly as he remembered her. Wearing that lavender dress, the one she’d worn the very first time he laid eyes on her. But she was not alone There was someone with her. She was caressing the head that lay on her lap, soothing, singing ever so softly. In a foreign language he could not understand. He suddenly could not move, could not talk though he wanted to tell her that he was there, but his voice had somehow deserted him. All he could do was look on hoping his woman would see him, feel him as he had felt her. The person on her lap suddenly moved coming up to meet her humming lips and Oh gods! He could see the face, the hair cascading down his head and onto her lap. They kissed, long and tender and he wanted to run, run to rip her from his arms. She did not belonged to him she was his, his…

Raditz ended the kiss only to pull her under him on that bed, pinning her down, suddenly kissing every part of her. NO, NO, NO…Why is she doing this to me? Why.
He now was removing her clothes so gently that it looked almost comical in contrast to the giant of a man he was. His hands all over at once and her moans of pleasure were like bells ringing in his ears, hurting him... deafening him. As they kissed he noticed so much devotion, and something else he couldn’t name sparked in her azure eyes, and it was not directed at him! He thought he had died, died and gone to hell even though he had been living in it all along. He looked on and this time He did moved, he fell to his knees as he saw Raditz enter her, as he heard her scream her pleasure and the first class’ name. As he ravaged her over and over kissing her mouth, caressing her skin The disgraced prince closed his eyes shut, trying to get the image out of his head, his heart.

When a cruel chuckle made him jump, bringing him to his feet. He knew that laugh, knew it all too well…

“See Vegeta-Ouji…Chan” He swallowed as he felt the icy breath down his spine, felt the hand grab hold of his tail. Screamed in unison with his woman …not from pleasure like them. But from pain, pain from the hand on his appendage, pain to hisrt, rt, pain so deep that nagged and threaten to tear his soul apart.

“I told you no one cares about you…No one but me” And the monster threw him roughly to the floor and….

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He jolted awake, screaming. Sweat pouring from every pore of his body. Sleep never returned that night, not that he wanted it to. He laid thinking about the woman for the first time since he came to the ship, he allowed himself to think about her. To wonder what she was doing, He couldn’t bear the thought of her in the arms of Kakarotto’s brother. But he couldn’t really blame her if she did. He was stuck in this hellhole for who knows how long. And even if he wasn’t, she was nothing more than a slave. “They” could not be.

The loud ring that announced the beginning of a new day, a new nightmare, brought him back from his thoughts. He roused himself from bed and got dress, his mind blank as he made his way to the dinning hall to meet Kakarotto for breakfast.

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Vegeta had not spoken for almost six months. No matter what Goku said or do his prince was not reacting, not even eating properly. The incident with the lizard had hit him bad. He couldn’t really blame him; he would have gone insane had their places been traded. After that horrible day, once they were shown to their rooms Vegeta had raved and screamed, destroyed everything in sight and even tried to pull his tail off. Getting a sound beating from Freeza for it. According to the moster Vegeta’s tail was HIS temple. After that Vegeta had simply stopped talking all together. They still trained everyday religiously, but it was not the same. He needed to hear his degradations and his “third class baka” remarks. He didn’t know how much longer he could take this for, before he went insanow sow sitting across from his prince in the private dinning hall designated for high rank officials in Freeza’s army he decided to try his luck once more.

“Hey Vegeta, How do you think everybody is doing back home?” It was not the best of lines but he didn’t know what else to say...Nothing.

“I guess Ok ‘cause we haven’t heard anything. What do you think?” Still nothing.

‘Anyway, I think I’ll enjoy our mission to Madran. I need to let off steam.” Silence.

“I will see ottosan there and maybe Raditz.” Vegeta suddenly looked up from his food, fixing a deadly glare at him. Fuck! How could he have forgotten?

“How do you know that Kakarotto?” came his prince’s reply. Gods! His voice sounded so different.

“I heard that a Saiyan squad will be joining us…they’re the best.”

“Your brother doesn’t belong in Bardock’s squad.”

“Tossan drags him along sometimes.”

“Hmph.”

Dammit this was not the way he wanted him to start talking again, He had to fucking go and reminded him of Raditz, now he was going to start thinking about Bulma, if he hadn’t all along.

“I shall enjoy Madran as well,” the prince answered, “And I do hope your brother meet us there.” Goku didn’t like sound of that... fine time he chose not to think before he spoke. Oh well at least he had Vegeta mad and talking again.

“Hey Vegeta don’t start trouble” He answered hopeful.

“I didn’t Kakarotto…you did.” And with that the prince got up and made his way to the hangers followed by his fathfull and very confused vassal.


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“Is everything in readiness? The king of the Saiyans voiced his question directly to her. When had she become the head of the science division? She had no idea but even Bardock seemed to turn to her for guidance. He said that having her in charge gave him more leverage to worry about more important things: Fighting, purging and all the things this savage race of warriors rejoiced themselves in.

Ever since that first testing of her weapons, they had all turned to her almost reverently, without questioning. Now after so much work and sleepless nights they were finally ready to set their first attack into motion. If everything worked the way they’d planned not only would they destroy one of Freeza’s main weaponry storage on planet Madran, but also they would set all suspicions towards Saiyans aside. They had strategically placed two Saiyan squads to work alongside the Lord’s troops so they’d seem ambushed as well, some of them will even take injuries to make it believable. Plus Raditz and Celipa would steal some of the weapons for her to assess what sort of technology they’d have to fight against.

Raditz and work were the center of her life right now. In the month they had lived together he had not once tried to lay a finger on her, something that had worried her in the beginning, since they shared the same bed. He sometimes didn’t come home at night and she knew exactly what that meant when he was not off planet. On that same note she had come to the shocking knowledge a couple of months ago that he was nothing more and nothing less than the head strategist of this whole damned planet, and that he could get his hands on anything and everything they needed, something she was very grateful for. Imagine if the planning of wars and attacks would depend on someone like…Toma? God help us! She did wished sometimes that he would try to take a pass at her, it made her feel so unattractive that he didn’t, but then again she knew who he was head over heels for.
Chivaa…her friend had come one morning to offer her help. She remembered how happy she had been, it was like old times... When they had taken apart every piece of mechanical anything that fell in their hands...Now they were building tools of freedom…their freedom

“Yes Ou-Sama everything is ready.” She said putting a hand absently on her bulging belly; she was six months along and barely able to stand anymore. The little monster made her aware of its presence every waking minute. And she needed to eat like a lion lsix six times a day.

“If this goes well we will wait until your child is born to plan the next target.” The Ou said without taking his eyes off the three ships that would conduct the raid. One of them being Raditz and the Saiyan woman whom was going with him to retrieve the weapons and set the bombs.

“Hai Ouji-sama, it shouldn’t be long now.” He turned to look at her with those paternal eyes he had for her ever since that first testing.

“You should put the brat in an incupod,” He rested his hand on her shoulder, “You are not strong enough to bear a Saiyan child.”

“I know, but I want to keep it as long as possible.” She patted her stomach lovingly.

“Raditz is too lenient; he should put his foot down.” The king mused.

“He won’t if he knows what’s good for him.” He laughed at this... believing every word of it.

“Too bad you turned my brat down,” He kept on laughing, “You would have most assuretaugtaught a thing or two to that hard head of his.” It made her heart ache with the knowledge that he would have accepted her, if not as his son’s queen at least as his concubine. Even though she did not want to share Vegeta with Ca, ba, but it was a start. No one ever mentioned Vegeta or Goku, other than Chivaa of course, but even she did not know a thing. Bardock said no one had heard a thing and they were not communicating, obviously under Freeza’s order. They must be working outside the empire’s reach. She missed Vegeta but it was becoming much more tolerable with each day. Thanks to work, her baby, her friends…Raditz.

“Everything is ready Ou-Sama, waiting for your command” Raditz voice brought her back to solid ground, she looked at him and he smiled as his fist came down from his chest.

“You shall depart to the crack of dawn,” Vegeta no-Ou answered, “Now go and enjoy your woman” She blushed as the words left his mouth. Raditz only nodded and lifted her off the ground and took to the air.

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“Are you scared?” She asked as he set her down in their bedroom.

“Why would I be?” He went to the other side of the room and started to take his clothes off. She turned around embarrassment obvious on her fair features, she could never get used to it even though he’s been doing it since day one.

“Well…this is a dangerous mission.” She stated.

“Is just like purging, I do that all the time,” he came closer to her putting his arms around her shoulders bringing her to rest on his chest…his naked chest, “Are you worried about me… woman? He purred.

“Don’t call me that.” She had no reason to be alarmed, he called her woman lots of times, she hated it, Vegeta had called her that; Raditz only did it to get her mad... But he never had actually touched you before. She thought as he slowly turned her around to look at him.
She closed her eyes shut and gasped as a strong hand took her chin and turned her head up. “Look at me” He said in the same low voice. She opened her eyes slowly to stare into the black orbs of the man whose bed she’s shared for six months. Never had his eyes looked at her like this, never had his voice taken that timber before, what was it…need?


“Bulma.” He breathed her name as his lips descended on hers. No wait a minute! This was Raditz... her friend. The one everybody thought to be the father of her child, the one everyone assumed was her mate. Her thoughts went to the seven s ass as his tongue ran over her lips, tasting, probing, asking for entrance to the temple she had only reserved for one man.

But this man, the one begging for entrance deserved it so much more. She opened her lips allowing the invasion and soon responding with one of her own. She brought her arms around his waist, feeling the rippling muscles of his back. My fucking hormones are not helping me! She screamed inwardly as her fingers moved to trace along his chiseled abdomen, He gasped wrapping his tail around the wrist of her probing handShe She brought her other hand to the base of his tail, half on instinct and half on remembrance on how another Saiyan had reacted to it. He let a loud moan escape his mouth as he broke the kiss and threw his head back, tightening his grip on her, his hair cascading around them both. She continued to stoke the appendage from base to tip and then back, his back arching, his chest heaving with the effort it took him to breathe, his moans becoming louder and sounding more like growls by the minute. She stopped afraid that she was hurting him more than pleasing him. His feral gaze made her bow her head only to gasp at the sight of his very aroused state. Gods! He is even bigger than Vegeta There’s no way I can take that. Why was that thought on her mind, she did not know, but even if she refused she doubted he would let her.


“Where you learn to do that?” Raditz asked breathlessly as he took her in his arms and carried her to the ever-ready tub. He got in with her not even bothering to remove her own clothes. He straddled her on his tights, his arousal in between their stomachs. He let his eyes roam all over her, with a hunger that scared her a little, but also made her exited. She took his hard shaft in her hand and stroked it slowly, his eyes rolling to the back of his head and the purring sound began anew, Bulma closed her eyes and let her mind wonder, to another place…another time.

She was startled out her reverie as her clothes ripped and a mouth latched on to her breast getting a cry out of her, he shifted his weight changing their positions, she now laid on her back barely touching water as a strong arm held her in place. His mouth working wonders on her swollen mound as his tongue played with a nipple while his free hand stroked the other. Her hand on his member quickened its pace, while her other returned to the furry tail snaking its way up and down her thigh.

“Gods! Bulma” He breathed as his hand abandoned the nipple causing her to whimper in protest, only to have it rip her underwear in one quick flick of his wrist and stoke her core with long skilled fingers. Her mind let go of the little reason she had left as the sensations invaded her senses, her hand worked frantically as the Saiyan above her was kissing every exposed part of her body. He inserted two long fingers into her making her scream with joy. His mouth found hers and savaged it as her hand tightened, moving faster, faster until she heard him scream at the same moment she felt his seed spilling on her.
His writhing body, his magic hand working its tricks, eroterotic growls detonated an explosion within her that even her child felt, washing wave after wave of pleasure, making her scream loud enough to contest his’.

“What was that all about?” She managed to ask after what seemed like forever, Raditz had flipped her over and laid her against his chest, sponging her breast and belly softly.

“I was doing what I was ordered”

“Huh?” She turned her head to look at him.

“Enjoying my woman.” He said planting butterfly kisses on her shoulder.

“I’m not your woman.” She eyed him sadly.

“You are for as long as you live with me,” He smirked then, “And if I were you I’d be prepared because after that brat his born…may the gods help you.”

Author’s notes: Don’t freak out now this is a B/V fic. It will all work out in the end. Emails, comment, critics always welcome, let me know what you think.

Next Chapter: The raid to Madran, a lot of new developments and a very little, very awaited arrival.