A Sayians Bond

Authors Note: So I was never really happy with the way my first chapter turned out. So I gave it a bit of an overhaul. Let me know if you like this one better or not. But as I was reading my story for inspiration I decided there were a few things I was unhappy with. So I've been adding, deleting and editing a bunch of stuff. I'll let you know which chapters I edit at the beginning of the chapter and in the description as I do it.

I really really hope everyone enjoys my story. I really enjoyed writing it and would LOVE some reviews *Smile*

By The Way: If all you're looking for is boning, it can be found in several chapters so far. They are: Fulfillment, Cleaning Up, Venting Frustration, Home Alone, In The Rain and One Last Time. Enjoy!

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Musical Motivation: Three Doors Down - Let Me Go

The small round craft burned through the atmosphere as Vegeta stood silently looking into the rainy sky. As he prepared to head inside for the evening, the craft caught his eye. As it got a little closer, he recognized it quickly.

"A Saiyan ship?" he wondered in shock, sure he and Goku were the last of their kind. "Impossible!" The craft hit the ground a few hundred yards away from where Vegeta was standing. This had to be investigated.

Vegeta's feet touched ground just as the door to the ship began to open. He could feel a power level remarkably lower than his own, so if this new-comer was violent, he wasn't worried. He stood patiently as the door opened. His eyebrows clenched together in confusion as he saw a young Saiyan woman begin to climb out.

"Impossible." He thought to himself. "The Saiyans were wiped out long ago."

"Who are you?" He demanded to know.

She glanced up at him with her deep blue eyes standing at the edge of the crater her ship made with his arms crossed firmly across his bulging chest. He gave her a once-over as he waited for a response. She was shorter than he was and had long, wavy, light brown hair. She weighed about 115 pounds and had a graceful hour-glass figure with a full, but not huge, chest, maybe a C Cup and light skin. She wore the type of Saiyan battle armor that Vegeta wore around the time he fought Meta Cooler and a green scouter on the side of her head.

"Are you Vegeta?" she asked raising her voice so she could be heard through the rain, not even bothering to answer his question. Despite her raising her voice, she still had a soft tone.

"Who wants to know?" He kept his arms firmly crossed over his chest.

"I do." She narrowed her eyes on him, in no mood for games.

"And you are?"

"Listen buddy," she paused as she jumped up and landed in front of him. "I just traveled for months to find this hole of a planet. I'm tired, stiff and cranky. I didn't come this far to play twenty questions. I need to find Prince Vegeta." She paused again as she focused hard on him. His scent was that of a Saiyan. She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head slightly. "You are him, aren't you?"

"And what if I am?"

The rain soaked her as she looked up at Vegeta with widening eyes. She had the look on her face that a child would when visiting Disney Land for the first time: Pure Amazement. It was him, she knew it. There was no mistaking it. She dropped down to one knee, bowing before him. Vegeta glanced at the strange Saiyan and waited for a response.

"Forgive me, Prince Vegeta," she began as her tail flicked from around her waist and waived behind her, showing her submission. "My name is Zephyra."

"Get up." She stood at his order without hesitation and looked up at him as her tail continued to flick behind her. "Where did you come from?" A still very confused Vegeta asked.

She began speaking again. Her voice was kept soft and submissive, telling him she meant no threat, and her head tilted slightly down. "I've looked for you for years." Her eyes began to sparkle with a hint of a tear of joy. "I know you must be confused. I am indeed a Saiyan as you can tell." Her tail flicked once again. "My family left planet Vegeta long before I was born. They were fed up with taking orders from a snake like Frieza. They found a small planet a few months' travel from here to call home...

"After my parents were killed I went searching for Planet Vegeta only to discover it had been destroyed. I had then heard that you were still alive so I searched you out, desperate to be among my own kind. Also to train to become strong enough to defeat the monsters that killed my family. I beg you, Prince Vegeta, to accept me into your life and be among the last of my kind." Vegeta smirked as she dropped to one knee again. At least someone showed him the respect the prince of Saiyans deserved. "I devote myself to you entirely."

She stayed down, anxiously awaiting a response. Vegeta thought for a moment then let his arms lower to his side and spoke as he looked down on her. His deep, almost raspy voice sent chills through the young Saiyans spine all the way to the tip of her tail. "Very well." He couldn't pass up the chance to be in the company of a fellow Saiyan. Plus he couldn't deny that he'd enjoy the loyalty.

"Who is this soaking my kitchen?" Bulma asked Vegeta confused when a young and wet brunet followed him inside.

Vegeta turned and looked at her. "Well?" He crossed his arms across his wet chest. "Aren't you going to say something?"

She slightly lowered her head. "Of course. Please forgive me, Prince Vegeta." Bra walked in right before Zephyras apology and giggled at someone calling her father Prince.

"Well, hello there. I'm Trunks." He said walking into the room as well.

"My name is Zephyra." She lowered her head respectfully to Vegeta's family.

"Hey!" Trunks exclaimed happily while pointing at her tail now wrapped around her waist. "You're a Saiyan."

She looked down at her tail and smiled. "That's correct." She cocked her head as her eyes moved down. "Uhm... Where's your tail?"

Trunks blushed. "I wasn't born with one actually. I'm half human." Before Trunks got the chance to get too offended by Zephyras shocked face Vegeta walked into the room with a towel over his head.

"Well you must be freezing, let me get you a towel." Bulma smiled and left the room.

"You don't look cold." Bra said turning her head in confusion.

"I'm not cold. The planet I lived on had very extreme winters. This is nothing." She brought her hand up and pushed a button on her scouter then slipped it off her head as Bulma returned with a towel. "Ah, thank you." She smiled at Vegeta's kind wife and brought the towel to her tail.

"So why did you want to find my dad?" Trunks asked.

"Well," She spoke as she continued to dry off her tail. "After my home world was destroyed, I was determined to find the Legendary Prince Vegeta. I had heard about him from my parents since I was a small child. Honestly, he's my idol. I want to learn to become strong like him. Also, I want to be among my own kind. So I hope you'll welcome me into your lives."

"Of course." Bulma smiled at the young girl as she offered her a seat. "Well my name is Bulma and this is my daughter Bra."

Trunks sat in a chair in front of her and looked in her blue eyes. "What?" She went cockeyed.

"This isn't a trick is it?" Trunks placed his hand on the table and leaned close to her.

Zephyra laughed. Her grumpy mood from when she first met Vegeta seemed to be a distant memory. "Of course not my purple haired friend." She smiled at him as she gently flicked some of his hair out of his face to try and ease his uneasy feeling about this newcomer. "I have no intention to harm you or your family."

Vegeta squinted his eyes, trying to figure her out. She was unusually happy for a Saiyan. If he were her he'd have probably punched Trunks in the face for even suggesting this was a trick. She obviously did not grow up among a lot of Saiyans.

"So tell us your story." Bulma said sitting down as well.

"Well, there's not much that's interesting about my life. I grew up on a planet called Namu with my parents. After everyone on the planet was killed, I ran away to find Planet Vegeta so I could find your husband. But I discovered it had been destroyed and kept traveling the galaxy until I found out where he was."

"How long did you search?" Trunks asked.

"Five years."

"How old are you?"

"Nineteen." Two years younger than Trunks was at the time.

After a barrage of curious questions and fascination of a female Saiyan from Vegetas family, Bulma finally showed Zephyra to a room. It was a fairly simple bedroom. A bed was tucked into a corner with blue bedding and a wooden bedside table that matched the headboard of the bed. A matching dresser sat on the other side of the room. Two doors stood next to each other, one the closet, the other the bathroom. It was cozy.

After changing into a large T-Shirt Bulma had given her, Zephyra leaned over the twin sized bed to pull down the covers. The large shirt came down just far enough to cover her private areas. Her soft and fluffy tail relaxed behind her, swaying slightly with each movement the rest of her body made. After a moment she closed her eyes softly and stood straight while she drew in a deep, slow breath.

"It's been a long time since I've smelled another Saiyan. You nearly forget how bad other races smell until you're around another of your own kind." She grinned as her eyes opened and she turned to see Vegeta standing in the doorway. "I'd like to thank you again for..."

"Don't waste your breath," he inturrupted before taking a step inside the room. "Why did you come here?"

"I told you," she spoke softly... Nervously. "I want to live amongst my own kind and train."

"Train to what?" he asked somewhat forcefully.

She could feel her palms moistening up as her heart began to pound in her throat. He scared the life out of her. "I want to defeat the creatures that destroyed..." she focused hard on him, trying to figure him out. He had that Saiyan rudeness her parents had."my family."

She stood silent as she waited for him to speak. He studied her just as hard. She wondered how he had escaped planet Vegeta being eliminated and come to live on this planet. She wondered what happened to his tail. She also couldn't help but wonder why he'd chosen to have children with a human. Lack of options perhaps, she thought.

"We'll see what your intentions are in time. Until then, we'll begin training tomorrow. But let me ask you something first."

"Anything."

"Are you aware that you can surpress your power?"

"What?"

Vegetas head moved back slightly as a short laugh escaped his lips. "I can see that training you is going to take a while." As he spoke he turned and headed for the door.

"Good night, Prince," she told him softly as she bowed her head slightly.

Vegeta turned in time to see her lift her head. She kept her hands folded behind her back. A small contented smile seemed to always lay across her full, pink lips. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and her hair still held onto a bit of the moisture from the rain. Her tail being the first thing she hit with the towel was already dry and had resumed it's natural fluff.

Vegeta said nothing. He turned back around and left the room, closing the door behind himself.