Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Crimes of Passion ❯ Vegeta's Control ( Chapter 15 )

a.n // gomen minna! I just started school, and for those of you college students, you know how crazy first week is. I have the update though! I tried to make it a little longer than normal to compensate.

A big thanks to my aussie friend (sorry I don't know your name ^_^;;) for reminding me that I have a story to update. Also for the Veggie-head sketch.

Anyways, a big thanks to you guys who waited patiently for the update. Here it is.

Crimes of Passion

Chapter 15: Vegeta's Control

Vegeta flew up and gently landed on the balcony of his room. Bulma was still in his arms, having slept the whole way over. Not that he minded, really, but he distantly wondered at the loss he felt, not having her arms around his neck.

He smoothly slid the screen open, carefully balancing Bulma's still body. Swiftly, he floated to the bed and gently laid her down. She was still wearing her clothes from the day. 'That will not do, he thought, smirking. Quickly, and with slight wandering hands, he undressed her.

He gazed appreciatively at her naked body. Hungry eyes ran up her slender legs, flat stomach and up, pausing on her chest. Slowly, he reached out his hand to touch her. Instantly, he pulled it back as if it had been burnt.

'What am I doing? Damn mating season and damned urges.' He berated himself for thinking of her like that. A feral grin crept its way onto the prince's face. And idea for a release of his pent up rage came to him. He pulled the blankets over Bulma's body and turned on his heel to leave the room and trek towards the training room.

Now all he needed to do was find that idiot guard, Radditz.

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Radditz was seething. Not only did he waste twenty minutes saving Nappa's bitch, but upon his return to the palace, he discovered that Bulma was attacked again. His eyes threatened to turn red in anger at the thought of that bastard touching his woman. The part that irked him the most was that Vegeta himself had come to get her, so undoubtedly, Bulma would assume it was because he himself did not care to rescue her.

Clenching his fists in anger, he decided to work off some steam with his brother.

Stepping in the large training room, he looked over the other fighters. Some lower class saiyans were sparring with some aliens; he wasn't exactly sure where they were from. Elite soldiers were battling in the back room, you can tell by the blasts ringing out.

He searched his brother's ki and found him in the adjoining kitchen.

'Damn that fool. Always eating when he should be training.' Powering up, he flew to Kakarot. When he found him, he was downing what looked like his twentieth bowl of that strange ningen food, ramen. Not that Radditz didn't like them, but he really needed to fight someone.

"Kakarot!" he yelled to him. Kakarot stopped mid-slurp and looked up to his older brother.

"Hrmph…" he replied, before sheepishly swallowing his food. "Eheh. What's up Radditz?" Radditz glared down at him.

"Come on, we're sparring." With that he turned to leave the kitchen. Kakarot groaned, but followed. When he stepped out the room, he was met with an irate brother, already powering up. He quickly got into defense mode when Radditz flew towards him.

A bright ball of ki shot in front of the oncoming saiyan. He immediately stopped mid-flight, confused as to what was going on. He soon received his answer.

"Radditz!" Vegeta yelled from the other end of the room, his hand still smoking from the ki blast he sent. Radditz quickly turned towards his prince and let out a feral growl. "Kakarot, go back to your meal. I will fight this idiot."

Kakarot looked nervously between Vegeta and Radditz. They both looked ready to kill each other. He wanted to try to calm them down, but he knew that was useless. Besides, there was a perfectly good bowl of ramen with his name on it!

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'Damn him,' Radditz thought to himself. 'That bastard was holding my Bulma early. That is unforgivable.' He smirked at his prince, thinking of the injury he could inflict on him.

"Wipe that smirk off your face, you arrogant bastard." Vegeta was livid. Not only did he leave Bulma and let her get hurt, but he had the audacity to get that cocky look on his face. "If you weren't one of my strongest soldiers, I would have had you killed by now. I put you as my woman's personal guard, and you couldn't even do that. I'd give the job to your brother Kakarot, but he's an idiot. I'll have to teach you a lesson for your incompetence and if you ever let anything happen to her again, I will kill you myself."

Without warning, Vegeta charged, kneeing Radditz in the gut. He stumbled back from the blow, but recovered, swinging a fist towards his prince's head. Vegeta dodged at the last minute, landing an elbow to his back, bringing him to his knees.

"She was saved by a mere human, you know that?" Vegeta taunted as kicked him in his side. Radditz cried out his pain and frustration. "I came to retrieve her. Don't worry, she's fine now, asleep in my bed." Radditz growled and attempted to get up. Vegeta quickly kicked him down, crossing his arms. "She looked rather uncomfortable in her day clothes, so I took the liberty of removing them for her."

Radditz was now blind with rage. How dare he touch his woman like that? Powering up, he got up and punched his prince square in the jaw. Vegeta was caught off guard, and couldn't uncross his arms fast enough to block. He staggered back, but caught his balance before he could fall back.

Vegeta chuckled. "So, I see you finally decided to join the fight, huh? Well, no matter, it's better than using you like a punching bag." He set into defense mode, waiting for his opponent to attack. He did not have to long to wait, as Radditz quickly charged at him. Easily sidestepping the attack, he turned around to face him as he flew by.

Radditz turned around quickly after missing Vegeta. 'Okay, I need to calm down,' he told himself. 'Vegeta is no ordinary opponent. I need my wits as well and my strength to beat him. But damn, I can't think straight knowing that bastard touched my woman.' He grit his teeth in an effort to calm himself.

"Oh by the way, did I tell you about my plan to ensure her nightly protection?" Vegeta continued his taunt. "It would not do well to leave her alone and vulnerable. I plan to make sure she is accompanied to bed every night. I myself with do that, of course."

Radditz' eyes widened in realization. 'Vegeta…Bulma…bed, together?' His thoughts came out jumbled and the only clear thought he had was simple: 'No!' He blindly flew towards Vegeta; a primal battle cry came out of his mouth. Vegeta smirked.

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Kakarot was happily chomping down on his noodles. He tried to push back the feeling of foreboding he had, but could not contain it any longer. He set his bowl down and walked out, into the training room.

He gaped at what he saw. Radditz was blindly charging Vegeta, who had a creepy, arrogant grin on his face. Naturally, he sidestepped and attack with ease.

Vegeta's ki flared around him violently. He gathered it in his palms and prepared to attack. He had not originally intended to kill his guard, but seeing his jealous reaction to his taunting had only fueled his anger.

'How dare he be so bold as to get jealous over my woman?' seethed Vegeta. His anger grew, as did the glowing ball in his palms. With a saiyan battle cry, he hurled it towards Radditz.

Kakarot's eyes widened. Before he realized it, he shot his own ki, deflecting Vegeta's away from Radditz.

Vegeta was shock when a stray blast hit his own. He looked toward the wall where his blast was hit to. All there was now was a pile of rubble. Several of his Elites were gaping at him through the huge hole. While this training room was build with ki absorbers, they were only in the fours main walls, the ceiling and the floor.

He looked down at his hands as if he just now noticed them. Finally coming back to his senses, he looked down to a now unconscious Radditz.

'He could have died. I would have killed him just now. All over a human girl. What is wrong with me?' He closed his eyes in concentration. 'Of course. Damn heat. It's making me lash out at other males who are a threat and try to take Bulma.' He opened his eyes, but glared. 'I'm trying to defend my territory. How primitive! Damn!' He was now shaking with fury. "I'm losing my control! I can't stand not being in control!'

"I will not let myself be defeated by mere urges!" he cried out loud. Flinging a blast towards a nearby bot, he flew out of the training room.

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A sinister figure sat atop his throne. A goblet of blood red wine was swirled around in his hand. An evil grin came across his face as the intercom screen fuzzed out.

"What did they say, Lord Freeza?" questioned Zarbon.

"Well, Zarbon," Freeza hissed, "It seems our little monkey prince is falling right into our ploy. His control is weakening. Soon, our little informant will set into motion the undoing of the Saiyan Empire."

Both villains cackled out loud as they thought of events to come.

a.n okay, yeah, very sorry about the late update, but I have the next chappie already planned out, and my original outline is starting to come into focus more. Hopefully, the next one will be out a lot faster than this one. Please feel free to email me, demanding an update. Just no death threats, k?

Sorry, no review responses this time, for some reason I can't get to them. I do remember a question that often comes up, though. To make myself perfectly clear, this is going to be a B/V fic. Right now, yes, there is a bit of a triangle and some confusion, but, for this story, Veggie head will get the girl.

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