Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Crimes of Passion ❯ Enter: The Demon Guests ( Chapter 12 )

Gomen nasai, minna-san!! I just recently got a new job (yay me) so I haven't had much time between that and running after my boy or writing this story. Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long. Anyways, hope you like. For all you Inuyasha fans, they're finally here!

Disclaimer: I don't own Vegeta and co, or Sesshy and friends.

Vegeta: There isn't a woman alive that can own me.

Bulma from outside: VEGETA!!!

Vegeta: Eep! Um…I just gotta go over here and uh…(runs outside)

Chapter 12: Enter: The Demon Guests

"Kakarot!" the black haired harpy yelled at the hungry saiyan. A frying pan magically appeared from behind her back and the poor man was whacked on the head, his hand two inches from the multiple-tiered cake he had wanted to 'test for possible poisons.'

Chichi sighed exasperatedly as she smoothed invisible wrinkles from her hunter green ball gown. It wasn't very extravagant, but she hadn't minded. She had long ago become accustomed to the saiyans' social pyramid. She was reluctant to learn her place when she had first come to this planet, but came to enjoy her mediocre rank and the lack of pressure it brought. She was brought out of her thoughts by a certain whining saiyan.

"Chichi…" Kakarot began, but was cut off by the menacing look the woman was giving him. Sighing once again, she grabbed him by his arm, dragging him out of the kitchen.

"Don't you have guarding to do or something?"

Kakarot looked down at the woman who dared to order him around. He knew that his saiyan heritage was not supposed to allow him to be ruled by anyone who couldn't kill him. Strange as it was, he had found himself drawn to this weak human female. Her temper could rival that of any saiyan female and was stronger than most humans, male or female, but her fighting skills were limited to her ever ready frying pan.

Even as he was shooed outside, he found his thoughts drift to the woman. He was confused as to how he could be so attracted to someone who clearly did not meet saiyan mate standards.

He knew that he was nowhere near a normal saiyan. Not since he fell into that ravine as a child had he been what was expected of him. He grew to know things that no native of that planet should know; emotions. Rage ruled all on Vegeta-sei, but it was not what guided Kakarot.

His thoughts brought him to the night after Kikiri's attack in the hallway. He had walked Chichi to her room, loving her company, as well as protecting her from any danger as he always had during mating season. Every time the males went into heat, he would keep a secret watch over her. Sometimes it felt as though she knew, but that didn't bother him.

They had made it to her door, she even asked him in. Jumping at the chance to be with her, he had agreed. They even got to where she was half naked nearly begging for him. He shivered at the memory. He knew even then that he couldn't take her yet. Even his control would slip and he didn't want to chance his instincts to take over with the possibility of seriously hurting her. He reluctantly stopped their embrace, almost giving in when he saw the hurt look on his love's face. Knowing that trying to explain to her all the thoughts running rampart in his head would only be futile, he gave her a deep kiss to try to show her his affection before departing her room.

It was hard to look at her after that. She found it hard to be around him, always looking for excuses to try to be away from him. It continued until earlier today when he practically stole her away from Bulma and Kikiri. He wanted badly to pour his heart out to her then, but was sated to play around in her room, before she had to get dressed for the night. He assumed she had forgiven him for running out and things generally went to normal except for the slight tension that Kakarot could only hope would not escalate too much.

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Bulma looked around nervously. Here she was, clutching to the arm of the saiyan prince in a room full of royal guests as well as servants of both the saiyans and the inuyoukais. It was safe to say that she felt odd, considering that she was technically a servant as well. She stole a glance at the prince next to her and grimly thought 'I guess being the royal whore does have some perks.'

Taking a deep breath in a vain effort to calm her nerves, she took a step into the giant ball room. She had yet to meet or even see Taiyoukai and his sons, who were supposedly the honored guests. Before she even had the moment to finish her thoughts, she was brought back to reality by a loud throat clearing.

Vegeta glared down at her. She turned bright red under his scrutiny and looked down to hide her face. She expected to see nothing but marble, but instead saw a pair of sandaled feet. She tilted her head curiously before looking up to see the owner of said feet.

She nearly gasped at the figure before her. There stood a very tall, very beautiful man with the longest white hair and the most brilliant golden eyes she had ever seen. Bulma could feel her heart beat rise in her chest. The man's amber eyes stared down at her. She could have sworn she saw an amused glint pass through them, but just as quick as it came it was gone, making her wonder if it had been there at all.

Finally tearing herself away from those eyes, she looked him up and down. He was the very essence of regality in his white kimono with brilliant red patterns. A gold and indigo sash was tied around his waist. She quirked an eyebrow at the white tail-looking boa draped over his shoulder that her fingers itched to touch. (an: he's not wearing his armor)

"Vegeta, is your wench quite through embarrassing herself?" the man said. Vegeta let out a chuckle at the sudden scarlet that rose on Bulma's face.

"Sesshomaru, good to see you, too." Vegeta and Bulma bowed respectfully at the Prince of the Western Galaxies, who bowed himself.

"Hai, Ouji-san, it has been some time since we last met…" Sesshomaru started, but was cut off with a woman's yell and a loud crash. Bulma and Vegeta snapped their eyes behind the prince, who just rubbed his temples and tilted his head slightly to see a scene he was all too familiar with.

"Oi wench, what the hell was that for?!" came the voice of a man in a red kimono, who was currently face down on the floor. A beautiful woman, wearing a kimono similar to Sesshomaru's, glared down at him as she walked past.

"My name is Kagome! Ka-go-me!" she called out to him, now standing next to Sesshomaru. He quirked an eyebrow to her, but she just looked up at him innocently. "What?" she said, a brilliant smile on her face. He shook his head absently and turned his attention back to Vegeta.

"Kagome-san, you remember Vegeta-no-ouji." Kagome rose an eyebrow to him.

"San, Sesshomaru-kun?" she teased but quickly stopped at the warning death-glare she was getting. "Uh, of course I remember Vegeta-sama." Suddenly, she let out a high pitched shriek that had both saiyan and youkai covering their ears in pain. A man in a dark robe stepped out from behind her, smiling. "Hentai!" she screeched, running to the other side of Sesshomaru, trying to escape.

"Houshi," the youkai prince said dangerously. The young man eeped, bowing lowly.

"Gomen nasai, Sesshomaru-sama. I didn't see you there." Amidst his groveling, he caught the sight of a beautiful woman standing next to the saiyan prince. Straightening up instantly, he was in front of the poor girl fast enough to make her jump back. Taking her hands in his own, he looked into her wide eyes as Kagome threw her hand to her face, waiting for the oncoming disaster.

"I am Miroku. What is your name, fair lady?" he asked, oblivious to the growling next to him.

"Uh, Bulma," she replied, suddenly very wary of this man.

"Bulma-sama, you are the most beautiful, kind, strong woman I have ever seen. Will you bear my child?" Before he could hear her answer, Miroku felt himself flying into a wall, fingers digging into the flesh of his neck.

"That woman is mine," Vegeta growled at him. "Monk or no, if I see you touch her again, I will not hesitate to send a blast through your chest."

"Uh, gomen, Vegeta-sama. I didn't know." The perverted monk suddenly found himself in a heap on the floor, but thankfully, he could breath again. Vegeta walked casually back to Bulma and wrapped his tail possessively around her waist.

"Oi, baka," the man on the floor called out, finally able to pry himself up, "What'd you do that for? It's not my fault that I saw. You screamed, so I came to see what was wrong. I didn't know you were getting dressed."

A growl escaped the throat of Sesshomaru and his eye twitched. "Inuyasha…" he growled menacingly. The hanyou ignored the warning from his half brother and focused his attention on Vegeta and Bulma.

"Oi, ouji. Who's the bitch?" he remarked, pointing at Bulma. Vegeta clenched his fist and involuntarily tightened his hold on Bulma. Kagome glanced around nervously before grabbing Bulma's hand, earning a dangerous glare as she pried her out of the saiyan's grip.

"Uh, Bulma-chan, maybe it would be safer if we go over here." She led the woman to a table across the room and watched as the two princes attacked the brash hanyou. "So, uh, Bulma-chan. Are you ouji's mate?"

Bulma instantly turned bright red. "Uh, no," was all she could choke out. She noticed the confused look her new friend was giving her. She dreaded giving her the answer to her unasked question, but she knew that hiding from the truth was not an option. "I'm his concubine," she replied, not looking Kagome in the face.

Kagome looked shocked before smiling at the woman and reaching out to grab her shoulder. "Hey, I understand. I originally was supposed to be Inuyasha's betrothed, which is no different in my mind. But I got out of it and found someone else."

"Sesshomaru?" Bulma asked. It was Kagome's turn to blush, but she didn't reply. Bulma just smiled at her. They sat there together, idly chatting, watching their two men venting on the poor inu.

an: So, how'd ya like it? Sorry to those who don't watch or read Inuyasha, if that part didn't make entire sense. I tried to explain the characters as much as I could, but I really recommend you watch Inuyasha on Adult Swim, you wont regret it.

Also, sorry to those who love Inu/Kag, but, what can I say, I love odd couples, especially Sess/Kag. Well, that, and it suits the purpose of them being there (plot-wise, I mean) better than Inu/Kag. :Shrugs: I guess it's not that big a deal, either way. Again, sorry about the wait.

As always, please, please, please review!

I'm gonna have the characters from Inuyasha use some Japanese words n stuff, so here are the translations for those who need 'em:

Oi: hey

Hai: yes

Ouji: prince (ex: Vegeta-no-ouji = Prince Vegeta)

Baka: stupid, moron, idiot, take your pick

Hentai: pervert, but I think everyone knows that

Gomen (nasai): sorry (very sorry)

Hanyou: half demon

-san: respectful term

-chan: term of endearment

-sama: term of highest respect

Reviewer responses:

manga mochi: That's cool, I wanna get a tingly feeling from seeing an update. Ya know, I think we should form an anti-Kikyo group.

Maria S: That would be cool, but I don't know which scene I'd want you to draw. If you have a favorite, I guess you can do that one. I saw your new fanart, but what scene from MOD is that?

Deserai: Yeah, swearing can be a bad thing. Too bad Inu's gonna be doing a lot of it! lol

Celeb Ryu: So far, its just Kagome, Inu, Sesshy and Miroku. I was thinking about Rin, but I'm not sure yet.

berry and vegie: hmm…b/v or r/b? Throughout, it'll kinda toss between the two, but in the end, the best saiyan *coughvegetacough* will win ;)

Sprinkles: Be patient. With the way I've been writing, it'll quite a few chapters from now, but I'll try to throw in a lil lime along the way ;)

VenusJ: Glad ya like it. Sorry for keeping you in suspense!

bulmaandvegeta: Radditz and Launch? I've never thought of that, but it does sound pretty cool.

Jess: Hey, you stole my name! lol Thanks for the compliment, and don't forget to read my response to berry and vegie ;)

jessica: See, this is why I go by Chubs or Chubbies and not Jessica, haha. Two in a row! Anyways, sorry for the hanger, but thanks for the compliment!

Kate: Don't worry, I can't forget someone as gorgeous as him!