/ ❯ Temptation Waits ❯ I'm not running away...I'm just leaving in a hurry! ( Chapter 9 )

DISCLAIMER: I don't own DBZ…I don't own a monkey either…

A/N - OK, I've finally been able to update, I'm very sorry about the wait but I wanted to finish off Chains and Bonds before I got the next chapter of this fic out.

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Bulma woke up to find Vegeta leaning over her, a smirk on his face.

"Wakie, wakie woman." He helped her sit up, "Feeling better?"

Bulma nodded, "I feel better but I had the strangest dream…well it was more of a nightmare really, we'd crashed landed on another planet and you were delusional and…" Bulma looked around her at the rocky landscape with bright red sand and a cheery green sky and closed her eyes again, "Oh…it wasn't a nightmare was it? It was real?"

"'Afraid so." Vegeta pulled her to her feet, "Don't worry though, we'll be leaving soon."

Bulma appeared not to have heard him as she gazed suspiciously around her, "If this isn't a dream that means he'd real! Lucas is real!"

"Of course he is." Vegeta scoffed, "Didn't I tell you he was cunning and wily?"

Bulma moved closer to Vegeta, "Where is he now? What's he doing?"

"I don't know where he is, he wandered off about an hour ago." Vegeta resisted the urge to pull the woman closer to him, "But I wouldn't worry about him, we have bigger problems."

"Such as?"

"The guards armed with swords standing behind you."

Bulma slowly turned around to find four guards standing behind her; they had moved up behind her so stealthily and quickly that she hadn't heard them move. She moved even closer to Vegeta, "Will they hurt us?"

Vegeta shrugged, "The don't look like an incredibly cruel race of people, we might get lucky and not be killed."

The guards all smiled at Vegeta's comment, "Indeed we are not a cruel people, but do not bet on not losing your lives just yet, it is for our king to decide what shall become of you."

"Great, another king." Bulma shrugged as the guards moved closer and motioned for her and Vegeta to follow them.

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The king was not what she had expected. He looked just as human as the other inhabitants of the planet, except for his eyes. They were the most beautiful eyes Bulma had ever seen. They were an iridescent blue-green colour that seemed to glow with power.

As soon as Bulma had seen the king she had immediately began to subconsciously flirt, fluffing up her hair, pursing her lips and giving him smouldering looks from under her eyes lids. Vegeta of course was less then happy, he could sense that the king secreted some sort of pheromone that made him attractive to females. He wasn't worried so much with Bulma's flirting, what really worried him was the appraising look the king was giving Bulma, almost as if he owned her and was contemplating how good she'd be in bed.

"May I present his liege, King Sanjo of the planet Meridian." The guard bowed and a gong was hit off to the side.

Bulma snapped out of her flirting long enough to raise one eyebrow and exchange a look with Vegeta.

"And who," The king sauntered down the stairs, his eyes feasting on Bulma's every features, "Might this delectable creature be?"

Vegeta fought the urge to punch the king.

Bulma giggled and held out a hand for King Sanjo to kiss, "I am Bulma Briefs, the daughter of a rich and respected citizen of the planet Earth."

Vegeta fought the urge to punch Bulma.

"Planet Earth?" The king seemed to contemplate this for a moment, "I don't seem to recall ever hearing of a planet Earth." He turned his eyes onto Vegeta, "And you are?"

"Prince Vegeta of the planet Vegeta." Vegeta drew himself up to his full height and glared dangerously at the king who was staring at him in shock.

"Prince Vegeta? Of the planet Vegeta you say?" King Sanjo looked Vegeta up and down, "I seem to remember hearing a rumour that your planet had been destroyed."

"It was."

"Oh. Pity." The King gave him a mocking glance and turned his attention back to Bulma, "Well, I shall have to be a good host and offer you both our hospitality until we can get you another ship."

"Oh…thank you." Bulma stared spellbound into his eyes, "That would be nice."

Vegeta fought the urge to clunk King Sanjo and Bulma's heads together.

"I shall arrange you a room in the east wing, near my room." The king winked at Bulma and a vein popped out in Vegeta's forehead at the blatant sexual look on the King was giving his chosen mate.

"I assume that I would also be staying in her room, considering that I am her mate." Vegeta clenched a hand into a fist as the king dragged his gaze away from Bulma.

"Her mate?" He seemed surprised.

"Your mate?" Bulma seemed just as surprised, "Just because I slept with you doesn't make me your mate."

Vegeta frowned at her, didn't she realise that unless she kept him close the king would undoubtedly sneak into her room at night and…

"Well, Prince Vegeta." King Sanjo smirked, "It seems that your lady friend does not wish for your company, don't worry, I'll arrange a room for you in the west wing."

Vegeta glared at the king, "I think not. My lady friend hit her head rather hard when we crash landed, she most likely doesn't remember that we are full mates." The lie easily slipped off Vegeta tongue, and to his surprise the idea of being the woman's full mate didn't fill him with horror at all, in fact he rather liked the idea of the woman being his.

King Sanjo turned back to Bulma and raised a hand to trace along her jaw, Bulma lent into his touch and closed her eyes, Sanjo turned his head back to look at Vegeta, "Wether or not she is your mate my saiyan friend, makes little difference to me. She is already mine and since I like her, I shall take her."

Vegeta stepped forward and slapped Sanjo's hand away from Bulma's face, "I think, King Sanjo, that perhaps is would be wise for Bulma and I to leave, I'm sure that you have heard of the awesome fighting power of the saiyan, and I'm also sure that you don't want to get you planet into any…trouble."

King Sanjo narrowed his iridescent eyes, "You do not scare me, Prince Vegeta, but since you seem abnormally protective over this woman, and since you have outright challenged my power we shall have a contest. If you win then you may take your woman and leave. If I win then I will keep the woman and you will be put to death."

Vegeta considered this, "I'll agree to this on two conditions. Firstly you must get rid of that pheromone you are producing so that Bulma will be able to think for herself, secondly you must show me the space craft we can leave in so I know you are telling the truth."

The king grinned, "Those conditions are easily met."

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Bulma was not happy.

She sat on a rock and watched as Vegeta and King Sanjo warmed up, they were going to fight over her. Although usually Bulma wouldn't have minded having two gorgeous men fighting over her the thought of losing Vegeta was troubling.

Wait; did she just call Vegeta gorgeous?

Wait; did she just admit that she didn't want him to lose and be put to death?

"It's the sun, the sun's getting to me, making me delusional." Bulma glanced up at the blue sun in the sky then looked back at her two suitors.

As soon as the King had stopped producing his, 'woman-attracting-smell' as Bulma had christened it, she had been grateful to Vegeta for stopping her doing something she would have regretted with the King. Sure he was good looking, but he was also an alien, an alien she didn't know and who seemed incredibly sleazy.

Near Bulma sat the space craft that if Vegeta won, they would be leaving in. Bulma didn't want to admit it, but the spacecraft was much better then the one she had been built.

"Ready to fight?" King Sanjo's voice brought Bulma's attention back to the two warriors.

Vegeta was in his fighting stance and was smirking his famous smirk, "Of course I am."

King Sanjo bowed; Vegeta ignored the bow and sneered, then with a yell from both warriors they began to fight.

Bulma shrieked and moved away as they both shot up into the air, fighting hand to hand. King Sanjo broke away and seemed to be beginning some sort of an energy attack when Vegeta disappeared and reappeared above him, brining his hands down on top of his head, sending the blond king sailing into the ground, creating a crater that stretched right to Bulma's feet from the force of his landing.

Bulma shrieked when Vegeta appeared beside her and grabbed her into his arms, "Come on, were leaving before he wakes up."

"You running from a fight?" Bulma wriggled as Vegeta practically threw her inside the space ship and started the ship.

"I'm not running away woman, I'm simply leaving in a hurry."

A/N - Another chapter over! Yay! Now please don't review and yell at me about making Vegeta run away from a fight, I know it's OOC for him and I know he'd never do it but there is a reason that he ran away, you'll find out what the reason is next time. Oh and if somebody reviews and complains about Vegeta's OOC'ness I won't be happy because it will mean that you didn't read the author notes and that annoys me! *Frustrated growl*

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