Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Crimes of Passion ❯ A Pissed Prince ( Chapter 9 )

an: hey all! Thanks sooo much to everyone who reviewed! Not surprisingly, the majority is in favor of a B/V romance, although there are some who want a B/R. I've pretty much made up my mind, but it'd be no fun to just tell you *evil grin* I thought about putting two different endings, one with Radditz, one with Vegeta, but its kinda hard, because the romance isn't the only plot, ya know? Okay, well, enough of my rambling, on to the story! Hope you guys like it!

Disclaimer: Do I look like I could own my own anime?

Chapter 9: A Pissed Prince

Radditz tensed in surprise for a moment, but quickly nodded to the young woman. Before walking in, he took a cautious look at Vegeta's bedroom door. Hearing water running, he stepped inside Bulma's bedroom.

He focused his attention anywhere but the bed or the woman standing in front of him. He tried to trace the flowers on the rug, instead of the soft curves of her face. He cursed himself for his weakness and forced his saiyan blood to take over, driving him to glare into her eyes, a scowl on his face.

Bulma nearly gasped at his sudden change in demeanor, but decided she shouldn't be surprised considering how he must feel about what had just happened. She decided to dismiss his expression as uncharacteristic and proceed to her original plan.

She strode to the bed, sitting down in the center, her back on the headboard. She patted the side of the bed next to her, signaling him to sit down. He reluctantly followed, plopping on the bed, back facing her. She gingerly placed a hand on his shoulder and sighed to herself when he made no move to push her away.

"What are you thinking?" she asked him softly. Feeling his back tense, she held her breath waiting for his answer. When she was met with silence, she continued on. "I can imagine what you thought you saw, but I want to hear what you think."

"What thoughts can I have? I'm your guard, nothing else." His words slowly brought a pain to her chest that rose to her throat. She rested her head on his back, looking for any kind of support it offered. He sighed at her closeness and the pain it brought him. "Vegeta holds claim over you, it is not my place to have an opinion when I walk in on him and his woman." Suddenly, he found his head turned around, her fingers clutching his chin. Surprised by her boldness, he let his stony expression drop.

"Look Radditz," she started in a semi-warning tone. "I do not belong to that arrogant ass. When you walked in, I had fallen on him after he grabbed my arm. We weren't doing anyth…" She was abruptly stopped when she felt Radditz grip her chin and push her lips to his own.

Her eyes shot open in surprise, but slowly closed when she felt his strong arms being wrapped around her body. Warily, she reached up and ran a small hand through his coarse hair, grasping his hair at the scalp. He softly pushed her onto the bed, trapping her petite body under his own. She let out a soft gasp and he took the opportunity to deepen their kiss. She welcomed him into her warm mouth and softly sucked on his tongue. Slowly, Radditz pulled back, planting soft kisses on her lips.

He looked sadly down at her. "I'm sorry. I know I can't be with you, but it hurts so much." She looked into his dark eyes, now softened with emotion. Slowly, she drew her arms up, throwing them around his neck, resting her cheek on his chest. Radditz started to encircle his own arms around her, when his head shot up suddenly.

Bulma looked at him quizzically. Suddenly, she felt her body being pushed on the bed, while Radditz himself flew to a nearby chair. She was about to question him, when the bedroom door shot open to reveal an irate saiyan prince.

Bulma squeaked when Vegeta, with saiyan speed, suddenly appeared in front of Radditz. Her heart leaped in her chest a little, noticing how his muscles bulged slightly. She instantly scolded herself for thinking of the arrogant prince in such a way.

Barely controlled rage coursed through his veins as he managed to growl two words to the anxious guard. "Get. Out."

Hurriedly, Radditz walked out, but not before giving Bulma a private wink. She weakly smiled, before turning back to Vegeta, who had a murderous scowl on his face. Courteously, she stood and smiled at the prince.

"Is there something you need, Vegeta?" she asked brightly, surprising him with her sunny disposition. He raised an eyebrow to her.

"I've come to inform you that you are to join me for dinner tonight." She sighed inwardly. Leave it to Vegeta to demand her for a date. "We are meeting with a possibly very important ally, so I expect you to look and act at your very best. I'll have the seamstress here shortly." She brightened instantly at the thought of a formal dinner, but she did not let it show. Chuckling to herself, she decided to have a little fun with the temperamental saiyan.

"And if I choose not to attend?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her, looking deep into her blue pools. Smirking in his mind, he noted that her eyes betrayed her and he knew she was not serious. 'Well,' he thought to himself, 'I can play that game, too.' He leaned in closer, letting his mouth fall next to her ear.

"Then I may not let you have the pleasure of accompanying me in my bed tonight," he whispered into her waiting ear. He noticed the shiver run through her body and wrapped his tail around her waist, bringing her lithe body closer to him.

A knock at the door brought Bulma out of her stupor. She barely registered Vegeta's growling command to the person to come in as she spun around, still in his tail's grip. She nearly fainted in mortification when Radditz came barreling through the door.

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Radditz stood numbly outside Bulma's door. 'I can't believe I kissed her.' He went over the events in his head. Grinning, he recalled the lack of resistance on her part. He growled in frustration, desperately seeking control from his natural urges. Suddenly, he was jolted from his thoughts, at the call of his name.

"Radditz," the voice called. "Hello, Vegeta-sei to Radditz." Snapping fingers appeared from his eyes and he let out an annoyed sigh.

"What is it Kakarot?"

"Hey, have you seen Vegeta? Dad's looking for him." Kakarot cowered slightly at the unhidden growl that escaped from his brother's throat.

"He's with the woman right now," he muttered under his breath.

"Oh, good! Dad need's them both to go get ready for tonight. Oh yeah, I suppose you should get dressed, too."

"What's going on tonight?"

"The Lord of the Western Galaxies is coming tonight."

Radditz let out a little sigh and glanced to the door behind him. "Fine, I'll let them know." He turned warily to the door as his brother hopped down the hall. Knocking, he mentally prepared himself for whatever should be on the other end of the wall.

"Come in," a voice bellowed from within. Hesitantly, he opened the door and nearly collapsed at the sight before him.

There stood the two, his prince and his woman, her face flushed and his tail wrapped protectively around her waist. Rage tinted in his eyes, and a foolish growl escaped his lips.

Vegeta tightened his hold of Bulma possessively, earning a surprised squeak from his prisoner.

She was jolted out of her shock when he gripped her harder. Seeing the rage in both men's demeanor as well as their features, she felt the need to defuse the situation, whatever that may be. She began squirming, trying to tweak free of the prince's painful grip. Her eyes silently pleaded to the saiyan across her to help her.

Vegeta, noticing her attempts to free herself from his possession, became enraged with jealousy and hatred. Jealousy of the other saiyan who, obviously, held her heart. Hatred at himself for caring enough to be jealous. Thoughts of destruction and chaos ran rampart in his head as the need to destroy consumed him. Glaring again at the woman so adamant to free herself from him, he roughly tore his tail away from her body, roughly shoving her into the chest of her guard. Seeing how she clung to the worthless saiyan's chest, Vegeta stormed out of the room, bent on destruction.

an: there ya go! I hope you guys liked that chapter. It took me awhile to get through it. I had a major writers block, but I guess some good did come out of it. I had fun writing 'Sleepover at Chubbies!' It's pretty funny, but I guess you'd appreciate it a bit more if you knew the people in it. Oh well. Hopefully, I can get the next chapter out pretty soon, but if it isn't out before Friday, don't expect it until at least Monday.

Thanks again to everyone who got their opinion in about who Bulma should be with. I got some pretty odd suggestions, but it was cool. I actually thought about the one with another Bulma from a different dimension coming, but it wouldn't fit into the story line, plus I've read one already where there are two Bulmas like that, but one with Veggie, one with #17.

Oh, and check out BlueFlame12's Tribulations from the Past. It's a really good story with a very nice lemon ^.~