Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bonded by Pain and Blood ❯ Chapter 9

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Vegeta roughly grabbed her shoulders and pushed her to the ground. With one hand around her neck, he lifted the other in a fist above her head ready to crush it. "Do you want to die?" he asked "Do you believe me now that I am a murder, incapable of redemption? Do you see?!"

Tears poured freely from Bulma's crystal blue eyes making them even more beautiful. She should have been terrified for her life, but she wasn't. She gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "I forgive you Vegeta."

Vegeta blinked twice and sat up, removing his hand from Bulma's neck. He sat on his haunches with a bewildered look on his face.

"What did you say?" he asked quietly

"I said," she began calmly, "I forgive you, for everything that you have ever done."

Bulma sat up slowly and reached out to Vegeta, but he avoided her touch. Dejected, Bulma lowered her hand and continued.

"I know it was you last night in the ally and I know what you did to those two guys."

Vegeta humped and crossed his arms while looking away from her face.

"You did it for me Vegeta. You were protecting me the best way you knew how, and that is to completely destroy your foes. I think those two scum bags deserved it, personally."

The corner of Vegeta's mouth turned up slightly at her words. He glanced back at her, giving her an almost kind expression. The blue haired beauty just might have a chance in getting through the stone cold prince after all!

"You do deserve forgiveness, Vegeta. But you have to stop killing. It's a habit that has been pounded into your psyche since child hood, and you have to break it. You don't even need to kill. You're so strong that hardly anyone is a threat to you. Granted, I wouldn't expect you to take up Goku's mantra to never kill, even when the enemy will just keep coming back to haunt you. But killing is just not necessary for you now. "

Vegeta was fully looking at Bulma now. "Yes it's true, nothing can harm me. But even the lowest of Frieza's men could easily harm you. Every time my guard is down, something is taken from me. Frieza took my father, my planet, my birthright, and my pride." Vegeta swallowed heavily. His eyes avoided her face again, and looked like he was struggling with his words. "I…I let my guard down at the club last night, and I almost lost something there as well."

Bulma put her hand over her mouth in surprise, which slowly turned into a smile.

"Vegeta, were you afraid you might…lose me?" she asked, with hope that he would say yes.

"No," he lied "I was afraid I might lose my lunch when you were dancing all over me like that."

Bulma's face quickly went from hopeful joy, to absolute rage. "Why you…son-of-a…how dare you…you piece of…!" she sputtered.

Vegeta just lightly smirked at her flushed face and flashing eyes. Kami, she's gorgeous! He thought.

"Well, if you thought that," she managed to get out, after calming down a bit. "then why was your tail swishing around like that as if you were enjoying yourself?" Bulma smiled at Vegeta's shocked face. "That's right buddy, you may be the king of poker faces, but your tail gives you away. When you're angry, your fur spikes up and whips back and fourth. When you're in a good or placid mood, it just stands up straight with the end slightly curled. And when you're horny and you like what you see," she exclaimed, "your tail does exactly what it did last night when I was dancing with you."

"You don't know what you're talking about, woman!" He said defensively while trying to hold his swishing tail still.

"See, there you go again." She said `as of matter of factly.' With out his noticing, Bulma had been inching her way closer to him. She was now sitting right next to him and gave him a reassuring smile. "You won't lose me Vegeta." She said being more serous now. She stood up to leave, but Vegeta's tail stopped her for it wound itself around her wrist and gently pulled her back down.

Vegeta's dark eyes were piercing into her blue ones. He had an expression that was hard to decipher. "Why did you run away last night?" he asked.

"Well, you pushed me away when I kissed you." She replied.

"When you what…" He asked

"When I…" she almost repeated, but then it dawned on her. "You don't know what a kiss is, do you?"

"That's why I asked, stupid." he snidely remarked.

Ignoring his reply, "A kiss is what I did before you pushed me away. It's how humans express affection for the opposite (and in Yamcha's case, the same) sex"

"You mean, when you put your mouth on mine, your expressing sexual interest?" he said with an incredulous look on his face.

"To put is bluntly, yes." She replied.

"And when I shoved you away, that was like a rejection?"

"That's what it felt like at the time." She answered. "I thought you didn't want me, so I ran away."

"I don't understand you humans." He said, "I can't imagine such an awkward gesture as arousing in any way." He said crossing his arms again

"Well," she began almost shyly "I..I could show you how good a kiss can be. I was pretty hammered at the club, so that kiss was probably sloppy."

"Fine." He said standing up to his full height. "Convince me and maybe I won't think you humans are so backwards."

She was shocked that he would agree to it. Shrugging her shoulders she said, "Why the hell not?"

She got up and faced Vegeta. How in Kammi's name am I going to convince a Saiyan with little recognition for true emotions how to enjoy a kiss?

She was starting to get embarrassed now.

"Well, first I would put my arms around your neck like this and you would put your arms around my waist."

Vegeta complied with her instructions. When she didn't continue he said, "Well? I'm waiting."

"Calm down, you can't rush things like this!" she said, annoyed. "Next, I…well…kiss you and your supposed to kiss me back."

"Like this?" he asked. But instead of kissing her, he more or less rammed her mouth with his in an action not unlike a head-butt.

"Owww!" she yelled. "Your supposed to kiss me, not knock me out!" She wiped a small trickle of blood from her now split lip. She stood in front of him again getting slightly peeved at her swollen lip. "Just do what I do, Ok?"

Vegeta grunted in compliance. Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck again and he did the same around her waist. Bulma sighed heavily. "Just…relax. Here close your eyes."

Vegeta gave her a look that said `not in this life time'.

"Just do it!" she said. Vegeta furrowed his brows, but he closed his eyes.

Ok Bulma, you better give him the kiss of the century, otherwise you'll never get a chance like this ever again!

Bulma lowered her eyelids and slowly leaned forward. Her lips were millimeters from his when she paused. Vegeta felt her hot breath on her face. Her breathing was increasing along with her heart rate. He could sense she was becoming aroused.

Slowly, she brushed his lips with hers. Vegeta was standing stiff as a pole, his lips, unmoving. Bulma placed soft kisses on his firm lips. Vegeta was starting to react to her ministrations. (Think of that scene in Meet Joe Black, when Brad Pitt got his first kiss) His mouth began moving with hers, the muscles in his jaw began to relax. Bulma decided to deepen the kiss by parting her lips slightly. Vegeta followed in suit, he was a quick learner. This is…OK… he thought. Bulma took it even further by letting her tongue dance across his lips. This surprised Vegeta immensely, but he let her continue. Then, all of a sudden she stopped and pulled away.

"Vegeta, you're thinking too much. Just, I don't know, let your mind go blank and let your body do the thinking. Have you ever, in your training, just stopped thinking and did what ever came naturally to your body?"

"Yes" he responded

"Good, then do that." She said.

This time, Vegeta pulled her close and bent his head to meet her lips. This bold movement on Vegeta's behalf aroused Bulma even further. She ran her fingers through his spiky, yet amazingly soft hair. The sensation of her fingers on his scalp sent shivers of electricity down his spine and through his tail. He shuttered and pulled her closer still. Vegeta experimentally ran his tongue over her lips. She responded by parting her lips, letting him slip his tongue mate with her mouth. Bulma whimpered slightly as their tongues did battle. Vegeta's hands strayed from her waist and went roaming over her slender hips and butt. The closeness of their bodies made him grow hard and these newfound sensations drove him even further. Somewhere deep in Vegeta's chest came a soft purring sound that made Bulma smile against his lips. Bulma tried to pull away for air, but Vegeta growled in protest. Bulma finally did pull away. Panting, she rested her forehead against the crux of his neck.

"I'll take it you're convinced." She breathed against his neck.

"I'll admit," he sighed, "you humans do know some `interesting' techniques."

Bulma breathed Vegeta's sent. He smelled like salt and leather. She made up her mind.

"Vegeta?" she asked

"Hmm?" he replied.

"Make love to me."

Vegeta needed no translation to know what she meant. His lips met hers again, taking control of the kiss.

Kuso, he's getting good at this! She thought.

Vegeta's emotions stirred within him. I can't believe I'm doing this. And I can't get enough of it. He thought. He felt like she was filling a place in his chest that has always been hollow. It was like he his body couldn't be close enough to hers. This human ritual of kissing was like drinking the sweet life-essence of his blue haired goddess. His tail curled around her waist as his hands felt her body. Bulma's hands roamed his body as well. She was curious as to how he would react if she touched his tail. I hope this works she thought.

Bulma gently wrapped her fingers around the furry appendage and gave a playful tug.

Vegeta felt his stomach bottom out when she touched his tail. Warm fingers of pleasure trailed up his back. He felt himself grow weak in the knees. After the initial shockwave of pleasure, Vegeta gained control of his limbs. Unexpectedly, he lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Vegeta carried her over to a mat on the floor and sunk to his knees.

Kami, this feels so right. She thought as Vegeta's lips explored the nape of her neck.

Vegeta's thoughts were the exact opposite.

Kuso, you fool! Do you know what you're doing? You'll just end up hurting her…or worse.

Vegeta suddenly broke away from her warm embrace and sat up. He looked away from her face, knowing that if he saw the lust that was there, he wouldn't be able to control himself. A panting Bulma was lying on the floor wondering what exactly she did that turn Vegeta off.

"Vegeta, what's wrong?" she asked sitting up. When he didn't respond she asked again with a hit of annoyance in her voice. "Vegeta, are you going to tell me or do I have to prod it out of you?"

"You don't understand." He finally said.

"Understand what?" she asked

"You may believe that this is just a one time thing. I wish that this would be a one time thing." He began looking back at her. "But, I'm afraid that if I take you now, it won't be. I've been hungering for you for months now. That incident on the roof didn't help either. I thought that if I had you once, then I would purge you out of my system and that would be enough. But…." He trailed off. His breathing was labored with need. He turned away again, not wanting to admit his feelings or the fact that he had feelings.

"Vegeta, this will be what ever we want it to be…"

He cut her off "No! You will decide now. Either you commit yourself now and for the rest of your life, or not at all." Vegeta took a deep calming breath as if to make himself realize that what he was saying was reality. "I leave it up to you. I never really wanted a mate, but you leave me with no choice. If I mate with you then I will bond with you. Just make sure you know what you're getting your baka self into"

"Well fine!" she yelled. "If that's how you think of me, as a burden, then I choose not at all!" she was about to scurry away but Vegeta stopped her.

"Woman you misinterpreted me!" he growled in frustration.

"Oh really? Then what is it that you want? Do you want me with you or not? Why don't you make up your mind for once when it comes to these so-called "weak feelings" when you have them? Why can't you just admit that you want something that wouldn't fit into your whole "I'm a bad ass" persona? But no! You leave the decision up to me so that you don't have to do that." Bulma yanked herself from Vegeta's grasp and headed for the door. She stopped and turned around just before she left. "When you make up your mind, you'll know where to find me."

With that, she slammed the door shut with a loud metallic bang.

Rage filled Vegeta in her absence. "Damn her! Damn her to hell!" he screamed. He ran over to the control panel and punched the thing on the highest level it would go: 1000x gravity. He barely felt the downward force he was so enraged. He began tearing away at imaginary enemies as he pushed himself beyond limits that he had ever gone to before. His rage, and need for Bulma spurred him on. "Why can't it just be simple?! Why must all these cursed feelings make me want her?!" He bellowed while pounding at a particularly offensive looking training bot.

With one final roar, his ki flared up to the point of his near destruction. His hair flashed gold and his eyes went from black to bright teal. He had finally obtained his ultimate goal, but was too pissed off to notice. He became The Legendary.