Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Crimes of Passion ❯ Bonding Time ( Chapter 13 )

an: I am so sorry for delaying this chapter so long. I actually hadn't originally intended for this party with the Inu cameos, so I'm gonna be kinda winging it for a couple chapters. Then I can get back to my original plans. So if you want any particular thing to happen, let me know and I'll see if I can get it in.

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or Inu-Yasha, but if I did, I would definitely merge the two into one cartoon. That'd be cool.

Chapter 13: Bonding Time

Bulma walked with Kikiri and her new friend Kagome throughout the palace. Radditz walked behind them, grumbling quietly to himself. They passed through the grand halls, admiring the multitude of saiyan art and craftsmanship.

Kagome had insisted that they spend some time together before the ceremony, without their men. Radditz came to keep guard over them. She glanced at the two other women. It was great to finally meet fellow earthlings during her extensive trek across the universe. She let a smile cross her face.

"So Bulma, how long have you two been on Vegeta-sei?" she asked.

"Oh about a month or so now," she replied, looking up in thought. Kikiri nodded.

"Yes, it has been one month and two weeks since I have served Lord Nappa," she added. Kagome looked at her thoughtfully. 'Even though he is not here, she still refers to him as such." She wasn't sure if she should be applauding her loyalty, or scolding her stupidity. Bulma opted to just smile at her, glad that Nappa was not such a cruel master.

As the three women strutted down the hall, they talked about their happy memories of Earth. Bulma, of her friends in West City, and Kagome, of her family in Tokyo. Oddly, Kikiri remained silent during their musings, content to stare at her feet as she walked along.

~*~*~

"So, Vegeta, how have things been since we last spoke?" Sesshoumaru questioned, walking along side the ouji, Inuyasha and Miroku following behind.

"Not as well as I would have hoped. That bastard Frieza is still breathing down our necks." He spoke with such hate in his voice that many would run in fear, however the inu prince just smirked at the fire in his friend. "What worries me the most is that he has not so much as sent a message to us since he decided to leave Nappa and me those women."

"Hmm, perhaps he plans to use them to seduce you to death," Sesshoumaru said with an uncharacteristic playfulness in his voice. Vegeta just grinned at him as he retorted.

"I don't think there are any kamikaze whores." Both men let out a rare chuckle.

"Figures that sadistic humor would be the only thing to get them to laugh," Inuyasha commented to Miroku. The monk simply shrugged and continued to gaze appreciatively at the scantily clad women who were now gawking at the handsome four.

The men walked towards a double door decorated in carvings of ancient saiyan warriors. Two servants hurriedly opened the doors, bowing as the men walked through. They were now in the hall where they previously met, a large oak table now set in the middle of the room. Seeing that the places were still being set, they made their way towards another set of doors, currently being guarded by Nappa.

Nappa bowed to his prince and opened the door for them. They entered a smaller room filled with plush couches and chairs. A few tables were scattered about and a strikingly large bookcase stood against the farthest wall. Sesshoumaru opted to sit on a particularly comfy chair facing the bookshelf. Miroku and Inuyasha were leaned against a wall and Vegeta made his way next to the bookcase.

He pulled out a secret panel hidden behind it, punched in a few keys and stood back as the rug in front of the case sunk in slightly and slid aside to reveal a staircase. The four men descended into another room, elegantly decorated in blue and gold. Once at the bottom, Vegeta punched in keys at a panel next to the stairs and the entrance sealed, turning lights on overhead.

Sesshoumaru and Vegeta sat in the two largest chairs while Inuyasha laid out on a velvet couch. Miroku walked into the kitchen area and tossed everyone a drink.

All the men relaxed immensely, knowing this room was their only safe haven from the stress of their lives. In this room, propriety didn't matter and they all carried themselves as common friends, knowing that they indeed were.

"So, ouji, I understand that this isn't the best week for you to be having guests. Why have you allowed us to be here?" Miroku questioned as he took a seat in the chair next to Inuyasha. Vegeta rolled his eyes.

"And why would it be a bad week?" Vegeta glared at the monk who chuckled softly to himself.

"I just wish it were the women in heat. I would be more than willing to help a few get out their tension." Suddenly he fell on the floor, Inuyasha glaring from behind him.

"Stupid lech," he muttered. Sesshoumaru cracked a small smile at the monk now on the floor.

"Really, though Vegeta, why did you allow us to be here?" Sesshy inquired. "I can imagine it might be quite uncomfortable to you saiyans to have others here while you're in heat." Vegeta just hmph-ed and slouched lower in his seat.

"I have control enough to not have to give in to something like that, as do my elites. However, there are some low class monkeys around here that don't have such restrain. I suggest you keep a close watch on your mate." Sesshoumaru slightly growled at this. "Don't worry about it for now. For one, Radditz is with them now, and two, heat hits the hardest at night. I assume you will be with Kagome then, am I right?" Inuyasha let out a soft growl before he could keep it down. Sess looked sharply at his brother.

Vegeta had to laugh at them. Miroku was busy trying to keep down his own laughter. He looked at the saiyan and could keep it in no longer. "They never did get over their little rivalry about her," he whispered to Vegeta. Both brothers turned to glare at the monk. "Oh yeah, I forgot about their canine hearing." That comment sent Vegeta and Miroku into new waves of laughter.

Sesshoumaru turned to Vegeta and smirked. "So Veggie, you left your woman with Radditz, ne? I trust Kagome, as she is marked as mine," he turned to glare at his brother, who feh-ed and turned up his nose, "but Bulma is quite beautiful herself, and her neck remains unmarred."

It was Sesshoumaru's turn to laugh at the expression of Vegeta's face. "Radditz knows his station, as well as the fact that Bulma is strictly off limits." The waiver in his voice gave him away.

"So, you got guards moving in on your woman?" Inuyasha taunted. Vegeta's glare at him promised death a thousand times over. Before anyone else could get their opinion in, Vegeta stood up from his chair and walked over to the staircase.

"Come on, dinner should be ready by now."

~*~*~

Bulma guided everyone back to her room. She thought they might need to get readjusted and freshened up before dinner. Kikiri headed to the back room to fix her dress and make-up, while Kagome looked through Bulma's closet. She was intrigued by Bulma's fashion, the way she mixed Chikyuu and Saiyan styles.

"You can wear something from there tonight if you want to," offered Bulma.

"Oh no, its okay."

"No, I insist." Bulma then grabbed Kagome's hand, which was currently clutching a beautifully elegant indigo gown. She took it out of the closet and guided Kagome to the back room to change.

Tired, she flopped on her bed, burying her face in the pillow. She barely registered the shift in weight on the bed until she felt fingers running through her hair. Reflexively, she leaned into the touch. Another hand grabbed her side, gently flipping her onto her back. She complied and looked into the eyes of her saiyan guard.

She couldn't believe how confused she was. On the one hand, she thought she might be in love with Vegeta, but on the other hand, she had incredible feelings for Radditz. Sighing, she allowed herself to be pulled into an embrace. It felt great to be held in such powerful arms. She felt lips trail down her neck and couldn't hold back the moan that escaped her lips.

Smoothly, Radditz lowered her back to the bed and sat on the chair next to her bed just as Kagome and Kikiri walked out of the room. They didn't see them together and he knew they wouldn't be able to smell his scent on her. He smirked to himself, 'But Vegeta would.'

an: Hope you guys liked that chapter, and again, I'm really sorry for taking so long in getting in out. Hopefully, you guys will be sated with that little bit of Radditz action at the end. There will be more in the future. Trust me, Radditz is far from giving up ^.~ 'Til next time!

Reviewer Responses:

manga mochi: Wow, my fav couple is sess/kag, too! I will try to update more often.

Beckie: Thanks! What stories have you written, I'd love to read em.

Kayce: I really love v/b stories, too. Glad you like the story, though.

i hate everything that moves!: She will soon (kinda already has) but you have to admit, Radditz is completely drool-worthy, too!

crazyhelga: Thanks!

Sprinkles: Sessy-chan is definitely way hotter than Inu, but Miroku is hot, too.

firey_queen86: Thanks. Right now it's a v/b/r triangle, but soon Bulma will fall for the cuter, slightly shorter, saiyan ^.~

adbzfan2K03: Sorry, sorry! I'm doing it now, though.

Speedy: Thanks! I am going to try to update sooner from now on.

Celeb Ryu: I thought about Sango, but I decided to just leave it at Kag, Inu, Sess and Mir. He'd possessive of her because he considers her to be his, also because he secretly loves her (but don't tell him I told you)

Maria S.: I get it now. I re-read the story to find that scene, but it's a good thing I did because I got the update, too. You should get someone to write the text in there for you.

NIGHTSCREAM: Yeah, I really thought about having Radditz end up with Bulma, but it doesn't really fit into the whole plot that I have. I think I'll write a R/B soon, though. I love him!

Deserai: Haha, I'm around too many ppl to even think about not swearing, plus it just fits with Inu-chan.

marybess: Thank you so much for your review. I couldn't believe someone actually put me out there with Lavender Goddess (which I'm not, but it's the thought that counts)