Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Saiyajin's Heart ❯ Chapter Ten: Acceptance (Lemon) ( Chapter 10 )

A Saiyajin's Heart

Chapter Ten: Acceptance

By Selenity Jade

Rated: X/NC17

 

Disclaimer: Um, duh. I really don't own DBZ. I do however own Galan. Don't steal him please, though he isn't that great of a character.

 

Beta: W-chan - Thank You!

 

Pairing: Buruma/Vejiita

 

AN: 03/04/08 - Corrections.

 

Warning: Lemon in here, you have been warned (those of you reading the full version on AFF, FOS-FF, and MMorg.)

 

xxx

 

Buruma sighed. She closed her laptop quietly and walked out of her lab. Ever since Vejiita just up and disappeared - again - she was feeling a little antsy. She tended to get a little worried when he was this moody. After all, Vejiita wasn't the most stable guy around. She frowned, tapping a pen to her thigh absently. It must be bugging him that this new person was after him for what had happened in the past.

 

She shook her head. No use brooding over it. Whatever happens, happens. She padded softly up the stairs and into the kitchen, glancing at the phone. Maybe a call to Chichi would cheer her up. She smiled and picked it up, dialing the familiar number.

 

"Moshi moshi?" the familiar voice of Chichi's little boy answered.

 

"Hey, Gohan-chan. Is your mother there?"

 

"Hello, Buruma-san. Yeah, she's here. I'll get her for you. Hold on."

 

"Thanks," she said, smiling. He was such a polite boy. After a few moments, Chichi picked up the other line.

 

"Buruma?"

 

"Hey, Chi. I just wanted to chat. It's kind of boring around here right now and I'm a little antsy."

 

"Oh, maybe it's because we haven't trained lately."

 

Buruma blinked. "Well, I would have suggested it but with your father's capture and all..."

 

"Well, I can't very well save Dad if I'm not training, can I?"

 

"Um, Chi? We are nowhere near strong enough to help and you know it. We're training for something to do, get in shape, maybe someday be of use, but right now? No. Son-kun would flip and you know it."

 

A soft sigh reached her ears. "I know, I know. It's just I feel so helpless. My father has never been taken before... What could they possibly want with him? I don't think Vejiita's even met him, so why take my father?"

 

"No idea, Chi. It is pretty weird, but so is that Galan guy. Maybe it's to make us worry over the reason when in fact there is no reason. Just a diversion."

 

"But that still doesn't make sense! Why my father? Why not Chaotzu or any of the others? Or Kame-sennin?"

 

"I don't know. Maybe I'll ask Vejiita when he gets back. He knows how evil minds operate you know."

 

"Hey, that reminds me. Are you and Vejiita officially mated or whatever?"

 

Buruma sighed. "No, not yet. We were... interrupted by your phone call last week."

 

"Sorry," Chichi said suddenly and Buruma could almost hear the flush in her voice.

 

"Hey, no problem, Chi. You were worried, I understand. Vejiita may have been bent out of shape, but he'll survive."

 

Chichi giggled. "Goku was always grouchy when we got interrupted."

 

"Ew, Chi, come on... I don't want to know!"

 

Chichi laughed again. "Buruma, I didn't give you details."

 

Buruma rolled her eyes. "I know, but I keep getting this picture in my mind and thank you, but I'd prefer not to picture Son-kun having sex or naked."

 

"You better not," a voice growled from behind her.

 

Buruma shrieked and swung around, dropping the phone to the hard floor with a loud smack. She glanced at the intruder and glared at him. "Vejiita, you moron! You scared the hell out of me!" She bent down and picked up the phone, gasping as she felt Vejiita's large hands grip her hips from behind, pulling her backside to his hips.

 

She straightened up and glared at him over her shoulder, attempting to pull away, while putting the phone at her ear again. "Sorry, Chi, Vejiita just decided to scare the shit out of me."

 

"Oh, I was about to get Goku to go over there. I was worried with that guy so hell bent on capturing you."

 

Buruma started to feel a little warm as one of Vejiita's arms came around her waist, gripping her tightly as he continued to press her buttocks to his obvious arousal. "Well, no need for Son-kun right now. I'm fine. Galan hasn't shown his face yet. No need to worry," she babbled. She put her hand over the receiver and tried to turn to face Vejiita. "Vejiita, come on, I'm on the phone here!"

 

"Like I care," he muttered and nipped at her neck softly.

 

She slapped absently at the hand that was moving to enter her jeans. "Yeah, I'm okay, Chi."

 

"Really? You sound a bit distracted, Buruma. What's going on?"

 

"Nothing, Chi, I'm okay, really," she repeated. "Vejiita, knock it off!"

 

"What's that monster doing?" Chichi asked worriedly.

 

"Nothing bad, Chichi, don't get so worked up. I'm perfectly safe."

 

"Are you sure?"

 

"Yeah," she breathed as his hand found its way into her pants.

 

"Do you want to train tomorrow? Goku is afraid to leave me alone but I'm sure he'll stop hovering around me if I'm over there. Although, he might just come with me to spar with Vejiita."

 

"Well, I don't care. We can train tomorrow," she said softly, trying to remove Vejiita's hand from her pants. He smirked against her neck and bit her sharply as he entered her with his finger. Buruma couldn't hold back the small gasp and whimper.

 

"Buruma? Are you okay?"

 

"Yeah, Chi. Can I call you back? Vejiita is demanding my attention right now..." she whispered.

 

"Is he hurting you? I'll have Goku-"

 

"No, he's not hurting me," she began, but Vejiita cut her off and grabbed the phone with his free hand.

 

"Of course I am not hurting her, you idiot! Mind your own fucking business!" he snapped into the receiver then slammed the phone down. He growled softly and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder roughly.

 

"Hey, Vejiita? I can walk."

 

"I am aware."

 

"Then why the hell are you carrying me?"

 

"I feel like it."

 

"Okay. Anyone ever told you that you're crazy."

 

"All the time."

 

"Okay, well add another. You're fucking nuts! Put me down!"

 

"Why? We are at your room already."

 

She blinked. "Oh."

 

He chuckled softly and opened the door and padded softly over to her bed, dropping her onto the soft mattress. She blinked up at him as he proceeded to undress. He glanced at her, frowning. "Onna."

 

"What?"

 

"Get undressed."

 

"Huh?"

 

He rolled his eyes and finished removing the last of his clothing, and then proceeded to rid her of hers. He growled as he tore off her underclothing. When she was as naked as he was, and still blinking at him, he nipped her neck again. "Relax," he told her gruffly, pushing her on the bed.

 

"I am..."

 

"Stay that way," he told her crawling over her, he held himself above her, staring down at her. "We are going to complete this damn bond," he growled, leaning down and biting her suddenly, breaking open the wound. She screamed out and wrapped her arms around him. It didn't hurt this badly last time, maybe because she had been so distracted at the time. He moved his lips from her wound and nuzzled her softly. "Bite me."

 

"Huh?"

 

"Bite me. Hard," he ordered softly. She sighed and complied, sinking her less-than-sharp teeth into his neck. To her surprise, he sighed loudly and began to purr as she sucked on tiny wound. She then suddenly found him inside her, gasping in surprise and pleasure as he moved into her. He began to thrust slowly at first, then increasing his speed. She lay beneath him, strangely exhausted. She clung to him, unable to move to increase the pleasure for them both.

 

He set a powerful rhythm and continued to purr loudly in her ear. She had wrapped her legs around his hips and clung to him, allowing him to do what he wished. It felt wonderful, soothing even. She gasped as she climaxed suddenly, shuddering as he continued to push into her.

 

After what seemed like hours, he finally came with a small growl and a violent thrust that sent her over the edge again as well. He collapsed on top of her, panting softly into her hair, his teeth nipping at her wound. He bit her once more, sharply, and sucked on it.

 

"Gods," she whispered.

 

He chuckled huskily. "Wait until later, Onna. That was nothing."

 

"What do you mean?" she asked, her voice faint and breathless.

 

"When the bond is finally complete, you will know true pleasure." He sighed softly. "Thank you," he whispered.

 

"For what?"

 

"Accepting me," he murmured, his voice distant. "It is no longer painful..."

 

Before she had a chance to ask him what he meant, she heard his soft purring snores. She sighed softly; he was still on her - and in her - and he had fallen asleep. She smiled suddenly. He was adorable when he let himself be that way. He was rugged and rough, sometimes rude, always arrogant and proud. But he was hers. And suddenly, she wasn't so worried about what would happen to them in the future. She was strangely confident that they would be together for a long while. A very long while, maybe forever.

 

She stared at the ceiling, running her fingers through his stiff hair gently. She couldn't see him with anyone else, couldn't imagine he'd ever let himself open up like this again. It wasn't much, but it was a beginning. And it suddenly hit her that she was the one he had been talking about that afternoon over six months ago. She smiled again. Maybe they could be happy. She knew it was going to be difficult, very difficult. After all, most of his life was spent closed off and emotionless. And he wouldn't change overnight.

 

Though she didn't really want him to, but maybe someday he'd trust her more.

 

Suddenly, she felt optimistic about life with him. Maybe it will work. It would be hard, but maybe, they could both achieve a sort of peace. Maybe even happiness. She sighed sleepily and closed her eyes. She kissed his shoulder gently and Vejiita moved off her. He pulled her to his chest, wrapping himself around her protectively. He kissed her neck before his purring snores resumed.

 

She smiled. He was worth the difficulties, she decided. If he could be this tender, even only rarely, he was definitely worth it. She pressed herself to him more firmly. He was definitely worth anything life could throw at them. Even Galan and his mysterious boss.

 

xxx

 

Vejiita blinked as he awoke, looking down at the female within his embrace. He smiled and nuzzled her, and then glanced at the clock curiously. Almost six a.m. He had woken a bit late, but it didn't really matter. He was exhausted, even after her acceptance of the bond. He hadn't really slept since she had rejected him. It was painful and the half-bond haunted his dreams anyway. Now, he was free of that curse. He no longer felt the painful desire to complete it. He no longer felt the complete lack of himself, the empty, hollow feeling. He sighed.

 

Furiza would have a good laugh at how his little 'princeling' had needed a human woman to feel complete. Only because of the half-bond, his mind insisted. But his heart continued to think it was more than that. No use pondering it now. Soon, the bonding would begin, and he knew that was going to be interesting. He hadn't heard many stories of the bond, growing up on Furiza's ship, but the few he did hear gave him something to expect. Although, he was certain bonding with a human would be a lot different than if she were a Saiyajin. The fact that completing the mating ritual had resulted in a bond when he had been told was so rare and impossible for the nobility, let alone royal Saiyajin, was ironic at best. Completely cataclysmic at worst.

 

He wanted his tail back. It was irrational, thinking of it right then, but he suddenly felt an overwhelming sadness at its absence. He had liked his tail. He had been damn proud of it, too. He smirked. Maybe he should kill the person who had the gall to remove it. It's been a while since it had happened, but that didn't make him any less pissed off. Maybe he could ask the Onna if she could devise a way to return his tail to him. He blinked. Now why didn't he think of that before?

 

His head snapped up as he felt a familiar ki enter the room. "Kakarotto, what the fuck are you doing here?"

 

His rival chuckled. "Sorry, Vejiita. I wanted to spar this morning and well, I didn't think to check to see where you were."

 

Vejiita growled. "Moron," he snorted. He gently disentangled himself from the blue-haired onna, standing up and padding softly out of the room. He felt Kakarotto follow him out of the room, and into his own. Kakarotto didn't seem to mind his strolling around naked, not like the humans did. He quickly dressed in his battle suit, glancing at his rival. "Next time, Kakarotto, check to see where I am and if her ki is close to mine."

 

His rival blushed. "Trust me, I don't want to teleport in to see that anymore than you want me to. But when her ki is that close to yours, it is a bit difficult to tell. Yours masks hers. It's the strangest thing I've ever felt. Before I teleported in, I could only feel you."

 

"That is nice," Vejiita grunted, opening the balcony doors.

 

"No, really. It's bizarre, Vejiita. I should feel both ki powers. But when you and she are together like that I only feel one."

 

"Can you feel hers now?"

 

He nodded. "Yes, and this is the strangest thing, Vejiita, but she feels... almost like you do. Only, she isn't so dark." He frowned suddenly. "And yours isn't as dark as it was," he accused.

 

Vejiita nodded. "That is nice, let's go spar."

 

His rival blinked. "Do you know why?"

 

"No idea," he snorted. "Let's go, Kakarotto. You are the idiot that wanted to spar at six, not me. I was perfectly happy where I was."

 

Goku laughed. "I think that's the first time I've ever heard you refer to being happy."

 

Vejiita rolled his eyes. "Come on, third-class. Let's spar before she wakes up."

 

"Okay!" Goku exclaimed happily and launched out of room and into the air. He paused and waited for the Saiyajin no Ouji to catch up to him. He blinked as he watched Vejiita walk out on the balcony, shut his doors, glance at the room next to his before he leaped after the only other full-blooded Saiyajin alive.

 

"Hey, Vejiita, took you long enough! Since when do you care if the doors are shut?"

 

"Since I do not want open doors as a big, fat invitation to walk right in. Like Galan. Did you forget about them?"

 

"Closed doors aren't going to stop them."

 

"No. But open doors are like an big sign saying 'walk in.'"

 

"You're weird."

 

Vejiita rolled his eyes. "Let's spar. Not too far, though. And no ki blasts. The Onna would screech at me if we destroyed something."

 

Goku's eyes widened. "Oh, my god!"

 

Vejiita blinked. "What?"

 

"You are already whipped!!"

 

Vejiita growled and crossed his arms over his chest. That was one Earthling saying he got immediately. "I am not whipped, idiot."

 

"Yes, you are! Remember when you used to tease me about not wanting to do something because Chichi will yell at me? You're just like me!"

 

Vejiita glared fiercely at his rival. "I am nothing like you. And I am not whipped," he spat. "Let's fight now."

 

Goku grinned. "You are so whipped!"

 

Vejiita snarled. "That is it!" He sprung for his rival's throat, but Goku disappeared at the last moment, a teasing grin on his face. Vejiita growled angrily and the fight began.

 

xxx

 

AN: *Grins* Poor Goku is going to get his ass kicked. Calling Vejiita whipped is just not safe! *Smirks* Of course, it was all my idea. *Hee*

 

And as I reread this chapter, I wince, I'll have you know. My older stuff is so… not as good some days!

 

Japanese:

- Moshi Moshi: We say "Hello?" when answering a phone, they say that.

 

Lovies!