Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Saiyajin's Heart ❯ Chapter Six: Rejections (Lemon) ( Chapter 6 )

A Saiyajin's Heart

By Selenity Jade

Chapter Six: Rejections

Rated: X/NC17

 

Disclaimer: Toriyama-sama owns DBZ. I am not Toriyama. Therefore, I don't own.

Beta: W-chan - Thank You!

Pairing: Buruma/Vejiita

 

AN: 03/04/08 - corrections and the like while I update sites I never posted this on.

 

Warning: Yes, this has sex in it (except for on FFnet) Those of you getting the edited version can check out the steamy full version on MediaMiner, Adult Fanfiction, DA, and FoS-FF.

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To say that Buruma wasn't having much fun would have been an understatement. She floated in front of the man who had kidnapped her with her flimsy nightgown blowing in the wind, her fists clenched, and her eyes narrowed in anger. The almost friendly looking guy stood before her, his arms crossed and an amused smile on his face. "You think that you can beat me, Ms. Briefs?"

Her eyes narrowed at him. "No. I highly doubt I could."

"Then why try?"

"Because Vejiita and Son-kun will be coming after me."

The stranger laughed. "Vejiita? You think so? We've studied Vejiita, darlin'. He doesn't care about humans or this planet. He stays to fight Son Goku, nothing more."

Buruma grinned at the man. "You keep believing that. He has chosen me as his mate."

He blinked. "He chose you as his mate? A human female?"

Buruma nodded. "Yes. So, I suggest you just let me go as he's probably on his way."

The unusual man narrowed his eyes at her and then looked around slowly. He smirked, "Really? Well, then, we had best be on our way." He turned back to Buruma, appearing beside her and grabbing her roughly, and powered up to take off.

Unfortunately for him, he was too late. He halted in mid-takeoff, glaring at two very angry Saiyajin warriors hovering before him. "I suggest, human," Vejiita said slowly, emphasizing every word furiously, "that you release my mate."

The stranger quickly pulled Buruma in front of him, holding her to his chest securely, and placed a hand on her delicate throat. "How much is she worth to you, Vejiita? What do you want more? To beat me because I stole her from you or to see her safe?"

To the man's surprise, Vejiita crossed his arms over his chest and laughed. "Kakarotto."

Suddenly, the guy found himself hurled away from the blue-haired woman, landing quite brutally against the earth, leaving a nice imprint of his body in the ground. Buruma hung securely from her best friend's arm, watching as the man struggled to rise. "I can fly, Son-kun," she told him absently as the mysterious stranger finally pulled himself to his shaky legs.

Vejiita floated over to them, taking Buruma away from Goku, and wrapped his arm securely around her waist. He watched amusedly as the man stood and glared at the small group. Vejiita raised a hand slowly and aimed it at the stranger who was smart enough to be terrified. He smirked evilly and let loose a powerful beam from his palm, incinerating the kidnapper.

Goku frowned and turned to Vejiita. "That wasn't necessary, Vejiita," he scolded.

"He stole what was mine. That is punishable by death," the Saiyajin no Ouji stated, glancing at Buruma. "Hurt?"

She shook her head, still watching the place where the captor had once stood, which was now nothing more than a large, smoking crater.

"We don't know why he took her, Vejiita," Goku pointed out.

Vejiita shrugged. "Who cares why? He is dead."

"What if he was working for someone? He was awfully easy to beat."

Vejiita snorted. "So?"

"They'll try again."

He glared at the other Saiyajin. "Your point, moron? She will not leave my sight."

"What about your training? You still have to prepare for the androids, Vejiita, and you can't watch her all the time."

"Actually, I can. Enough, Kakarotto. I would like to go home and mate now. Let's go now."

Buruma glanced at him sharply, noticing Goku blush out of the corner of her eyes. "Excuse me? Don't I get a say?"

"We have already had this conversation, Onna."

"Yeah, and I distinctly remember it being interrupted before it was finished."

Goku watched the two bicker cheerfully. "Um, guys? That's all nice and stuff, but Buruma is kind of not dressed right now and she looks a little cold."

Vejiita glanced at her flimsily clad form and scowled. "Kakarotto, eyes off!"

Goku laughed. "She isn't your mate yet!" he taunted and flew towards Capsule Corporation.

"'Jiita?"

"Let's go, Onna," he said, flying towards home.

"To mate?" she asked angrily.

"Of course," he said with a smirk.

"I told you, Vejiita, I would like to have a choice. Besides, I don't know what mating with entail!"

"It is really simple. We fuck and bite. Of course, there is the added side effect that might happen. But I will deal with that when it happens."

She scowled. "What is exactly is that?"

"You will see."

"Vejiita!"

"Now, if only I could find a large animal to kill..."

"Vejiita! EW!"

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Vejiita stood in the shadows of his soon-to-be mate's bedroom, watching her dress. He was actually quite surprised she hadn't noticed his presence yet. His eyes roamed over her naked form as she slipped on a pair of undergarments. She really was quite beautiful. But of course, nothing less would do for the Saiyajin no Ouji. His mate was a perfect match for him, now that he allowed himself to think of such things. She was fiery, aggressive, stubborn, and just as proud as he was. She would be more than adequate, he decided. Besides, the actual mating would be fun. He'd never had a woman as frail as she or one he wanted as much. He might have hated her, if circumstances were different. She had too much control over him already and he hadn't even mated with her yet.

His eyes gleamed in the dark, watching his little human turn to look out the balcony doors, clad only in her panties. Such worthless things, panties. It would be so much better if she were without any coverings. But then, he'd have to kill every male she came into contact with. He'd already felt the urge a few times and she was fully clothed then! If those skimpy, tight outfits she chose to wear could be called clothing.

He padded up behind her silently, his lips pulled into his infamous smirk. He grabbed her suddenly, clamping a gloved hand over her mouth, the other wrapping around her body, just under her full breasts. Vejiita could feel himself hardening at the thought of what he was about to do. The little minx would be in for the ride of her life.

She struggled against him, but it really was a pathetic attempt considering his Saiyajin strength. "Onna," he purred seductively into her ear, brushing his lips lightly across it. He released his hand over her mouth, moving it to cup a breast. He was pleased to hear her sharp intake of breath and he quickly detected the smell of her arousal as it began to fill the air. She claimed to want a choice, that she didn't want him? He nearly laughed. It was almost too easy.

"Vejiita?"

"Who else, Onna?" he whispered huskily, nipping at her ear before trailing his sharp teeth down her exposed neck. She arched against him blissfully.

"What are you doing?" she asked softly, trying to ignore the pleasant sensations he was giving her.

He smirked. "I doubt you are that stupid, Onna." His hand trailed down her stomach, playing with her stiff blue curls, earning a whimper from the genius within his arms.

"Who said I was willing to have sex with you?" she protested weakly, moaning as a finger entered her gently. Her hips unconsciously moved forward, trying to ease the sudden ache he was causing.

He chuckled and licked her neck lightly, thrusting another finger into her. He nearly groaned when she screamed out huskily. Perhaps she had wanted him just as much as he had wanted her. "Your body is telling me, Onna. You will not refuse me."

"You'd be surprised," she breathed out.

"You would deny yourself release?" he murmured, thrusting his fingers deeper and faster.

"Y-yes," she stammered, his thrusts nearly driving her insane. The sensations were wonderful, undoubtedly, but she needed contact, his body above hers, his groans in her ears.

Suddenly he withdrew his fingers, a whimper of protest coming out of her throat at the loss. Vejiita smirked and removed his glove with his teeth, before placing the hand on her breast. He stripped off the other quickly and returned his hand to play between her legs. "Are you sure?" he whispered, thrusting into her with deft fingers again.

She nodded weakly, collapsing against him as her knees gave out on her. Picking her up carefully, he placed her on her bed before grinning wolfishly down at the flushed female. He crawled over her on all fours, placing tender kisses on her stomach and chest, pausing to nibble lightly on one hardened nipple.

Buruma arching towards him enticingly, moaning sexily as her eyes slid closed. His clothes had long since become uncomfortably tight. He reached a hand between her legs, parting her lips expertly, and pushed a large finger inside of her again, delighting in teasing her into giving into him, just as he knew she wanted to. Her stubbornness and pride were as legendary as his own, and he liked it that way.

She groaned and arched towards him, earning herself a low chuckle from the Saiyajin. He nibbled on her neck lightly, purring in her ear as he quickly manipulated her into an orgasm. She screamed out wordlessly as she climaxed and collapsed onto the bed, breathless.

"Still refusing me?"

"I should, 'Jiita," she murmured.

He shook his head and kissed her full breasts, moving lower. "Oh, really?"

She nodded, her breathing increasing rapidly.

He smirked and trailed his mouth lower, stopping between her legs, licking softly at her nub. She shuddered violently, arching her hips to him. He moved lower and licked at her flower, drinking in her arousal, and he began to wonder where the hell this control was coming from. He was painfully aroused and yet he was waiting for her to give in to him. He could just take her, he knew, and she wouldn't refuse him, but he wanted - needed - her assent.

When he felt her reach the brink, he pulled away, and heard the disappointed whimper above him. "Now?"

She shook her head. "N-no," she replied shakily.

He growled and removed his clothing, trailing his kisses back up her body, positioning himself against her opening. He held his breath and looked into her eyes. "Now?"

After a long, tense moment, she finally smirked at him. "What the hell."

He returned the smirk. "Is that a yes?"

"Yes."

He nuzzled her softly, before rising from her a little. "About time," he growled, entering her roughly. He buried his head into her neck, holding her tightly to him. She screamed in pain as her barrier broke and arched against him.

"Damn you," he grunted, thrusting into her gently. He hadn't been aware she had been a virgin, although he should have. It was something he had never even thought of. He felt a pang of guilt that this moment that he had wanted her to enjoy turned into something that caused her pain.

Soon however, her whimpers turned into moans, and she climaxed again quickly, sending him over the edge and he bit her neck suddenly, breaking the skin as he released into her. He collapsed on her, panting heavily, and trembling slightly. He tenderly lapped at her blood, cursing softly under his breath in his native language.

"That was... powerful."

He nodded, wincing. She hadn't marked him back. "I hate you," he murmured angrily.

She blinked. "Why?"

"I marked you..."

She pushed him away slightly to look at him. "What does that mean?"

He pulled out of her with a soft hiss and moved to dress. "I am mated to you, but you are free until you mark me back."

"Huh?"

He growled as he pulled on his shorts. "It means, Onna, I cannot mate another. I have chosen you and when we mated I bit you. Until you accept me, by biting me back, you are free. You are mine, but you have yet to choose."

"Vejiita, I didn't-"

He snarled and faced her. "Do what you will. I do not care," he told her angrily and left the room, as silently as he came.

Buruma watched the door silently. She reached up and traced the wound lightly with the tip of her finger. "Vejiita... I didn't know..."

 

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"Buruma!" Goku shouted as he entered the house. "Buruma?"

"In here!" she called and Goku followed the voice to the kitchen, smiling as he caught sight of the meal laid out. "Hey, Son-kun!"

"This looks wonderful! Have you been learning things other than fighting from Chichi?" he commented appreciatively.

"Yeah, I have. Don't touch, Son-kun. Not yet."

He sighed and nodded regretfully. "Okay, Buruma. Hey, where's Vejiita?"

She growled and answered without turning around. "No idea. He comes in to eat when I'm not around. I still cook for him and leave it out though. And I'll go upstairs and when I come down, it's gone. He's keeping his ki down, too."

Goku frowned. "When was the last time you saw him?"

"The night I was kidnapped; two weeks ago."

He blinked. "That long?"

She nodded and put a large plate of steak on the table. "Yes. I'd be worried, except he still eats. He doesn't use the gravity room, which does worry me a bit. But with the extra time, I finished your gravity room." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a capsule. "Here."

"Wow! Thanks, Buruma. I think I'll go find Vejiita and see what's up." He rose from the table, and noticing her dejected look, frowned worriedly. "Are you all right, Buruma?" he asked softly.

She leaned her back against the counter and sighed. "I'm fine, I suppose. I'm just... lonely, I guess. And a bit confused, angry, sad, you name it."

His brow furrowed. "Lonely?"

She nodded. "Yes. When Vejiita was here, actually here, he and I wouldn't talk much, but we'd be around each other and have little arguments, an occasional conversation, something. And with him avoiding me like this, the only person I get to talk to is myself. My parents are always out of town, now being no exception. I'm just lonely. I think..." She laughed. "Wait, I know I miss him."

He scratched his head. "Well, yeah. He is your friend and your mate. You're also about the only one who knows him or cares about him. He's grown on you."

She shook her head. "No. He didn't grow on me, Son-kun. I invited him here in the beginning because I cared what happened to him, even then." She shrugged. "I don't know how to explain it, you know? It was just something that I needed to do. He was without a home, planet, nothing. So what if he tried to kill us all? He helped in the fight against Furiza and he died. He died, Son-kun, and you know what?"

"What?"

"Before he died, he was intense and dark and evil. He was so filled with hatred and rage he couldn't look beyond that. But afterwards, I looked in his eyes. They were haunted. He was still angry and dark and intense, and hell, he was still evil. But, he was haunted and hurting. Either dying did it or confessing to you before he died did. I don't know. But he hurts, Son-kun. I know most of the others only see the proud, arrogant, Saiyajin no Ouji he wants them to see. And I know you don't see him, either, even if you believe he is capable of good. I don't know if he'll ever be anything other than what he is now, but I do see that he hurts and he's lonely, and in some ways, he needs me."

She buried her head in her hands. "He doesn't care about anyone except for me and I hurt him, Son-kun. I hurt him, because I didn't understand his ritual. He won't admit it, I'm sure, but I hurt him, badly. I'm worried about him, Son-kun."

He nodded sadly. "I'll go see him, okay? Maybe I can talk him into coming home, eh? You guys are mates - as he calls it - after all."

She shook her head. "No, Son-kun. We aren't."

He blinked. "You refused his offer?"

She nodded. "I didn't mean to, I didn't even know what the offer was!"

"Oh no."

 

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Goku used his Shunkan Idou and appeared before a solemn Vejiita. Cocking his head curiously at the glaring Saiyajin no Ouji, Goku spoke, "Vejiita?"

"Hn." He crossed his arms and turned away from his rival, watching the ocean from his vantage point atop the cliff.

"What are you doing?"

Vejiita snorted. "Nothing, moron."

"Why aren't you at home?"

"Do I have to answer to you?"

"No, but-"

"But nothing. Go away, Kakarotto."

"You haven't been training," Goku pointed out.

"Wow. You noticed the obvious. I am proud," he said sarcastically.

"What's wrong, Vejiita?" Goku asked coming to stand beside the smaller warrior.

"None of your damn business, brain-damaged idiot. I am not one of your weakling friends. I do not need to share whatever bothers me with the whole damn world."

"Why don't you share it with Buruma then?"

Vejiita snorted. "Right."

"Well, she is your mate, right?"

"Your point?"

"Why don't you talk to her? I talk to Chichi when something is bothering me."

"I am obviously not like you!"

Goku laughed. "No, you aren't. But Buruma is worried about you."

"Hn."

"Don't you care?"

"No."

Goku sighed and watched the waves for a few moments before talking again. "You look like hell, Vejiita."

"Feh. I imagine I do."

Goku blinked. "Huh?"

"Of course I look like hell, Kakarotto!"

"Any specific reason?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to tell me?"

"Not willingly, no."

"Please?"

"Will it make you go away?"

"Maybe," he replied happily.

Vejiita growled. "Fine. I have bonded with her."

"Huh?"

"Idiot," he snorted irritably. "I bonded to the Onna. You do remember what bonding is, right? I did explain it to you months ago, remember?"

Goku nodded.

"Good. I have bonded her, but she has not returned the bond yet. So, it's a one-sided bond."

"Is it painful?"

Vejiita rolled his eyes. "Yes, moron."

"Anything else?"

"I've avoided her and stayed away from her. It causes problems as well, which is just as bad as a one-sided bond. It is painful to avoid your bonded mate as I've learned."

"Is it that bad?"

Vejiita snorted. "Most Saiyajin who created this weakness have died from one. I have both. You do the math." He paused. "If you can," he added as an afterthought.

"You're dying?" Goku asked in shock.

"I am Vejiita no Ouji, Kakarotto. I said most Saiyajin. I may or may not die because of it. Who the fuck knows anymore? Who cares?"

"That's horrible!"

Vejiita rolled his eyes again. "Go away now, Kakarotto."

"I can't let you die!"

"Why? It would make your little group of merry do-gooders happy."

Goku blinked. "Okay. Want to spar?"

"No."

"Want to borrow my gravity room? It's portable!"

"No."

Goku stared at the Saiyajin no Ouji in absolute shock. "You don't want to train?"

"No."

"You are dying!"

Vejiita snorted. "You do realize how completely stupid you are, right?"

Goku smiled. "Why don't we use the dragon balls to help you?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Just go away, Kakarotto."

"Vejiita, I can't just let you die. We need you and Buruma needs you."

Vejiita closed his eyes and sat on the ground with one knee bent and his arm lying atop the knee. "Hardly."

"She does. She misses you."

"I do not care, Kakarotto."

"Don't you miss her?"

"Do you not have something better to do?"

"Not really."

"What will it take to make you leave?"

"Go talk to Buruma."

Vejiita grunted. "No. Go away."

Goku sighed. "Fine. I'll be back, though."

"How fun for me," he sneered. Goku then blinked out of sight and Vejiita, Saiyajin no Ouji, was left alone once more.

 

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AN: I thought it might be interesting to have Buruma refuse Vejiita's offer. :P I'm cracked, I know.

Japanese:

Shunkan Idou - Goku's teleportation technique.

Lovies!