Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Darkened or Flamed Path: Which Will She Take? ❯ Chapter 10

Vegeta stayed there all night, his dark eyes never leaving the waters. Close to morning his eyes began to drift closed, but opened as the water before him rippled and a figure appeared.

“Woman?” he asked as her blue hair popped out of the water, her eyes sad. He looked lower, his eyes trying to find her wound, but all he saw was her smooth porcelain skin, white and milky in the receding moonlight. She nodded, the water falling off of her skin. “Explain.” Bulma shook her head.

“I can not. You must find out for yourself. If I were to tell you my secret it could threaten my very being.” Vegeta growled. His dark figure streaked across the beach and with a cry falling from Bulma's lips he dragged her out of the water just as the sun's rays peeked over the horizon. Vegeta looked down just in time to see her blue tail revert back into her ivory legs, the water dripping off her body in the rising sun.

“Bulma,” he said, her name falling breathlessly from his lips in confusion. “What the fuck?!” he growled as he looked up into her eyes. “This is where you have been for the last several months?” Bulma nodded, her eyes downcast. “I will not ask why, because I know why you did it, but you knew that he was do-” Bulma looked up at him and nodded her head. She knew that their love had been a sham. Sure, they loved each other, but they did not love each other.

“I guess I knew it from the beginning. He just seemed like the right guy at the time. I had never had a boyfriend before him and well…” Vegeta silenced her with a hard kiss to her frowning mouth. He crushed her to him, his arms snaking around her slim body as hers delved into his flared mane. They clung to each other as their passion grew and exploded. Quickly they removed their cloths, the urgency overwhelming them. They stood before each other in the daylight completely naked, their bodies glistening with sweat, as they looked each other over, appreciation in both pairs of eyes. Vegeta could hold back no longer and jumped her, both of them falling into the sand, the water washing upon them. “V-Vegeta,” she groaned as his cock penetrated her soft folds and with a scream of pain they coupled. Blood dripped from her womanhood and though Vegeta wanted to stop, Bulma would not allow it and with a thrust of her hips she made him impale her further. He groaned at her tightness, his member pulsing in her warmth. At this moment he felt complete, like his whole life had meaning. Their bodies clashed, her moans filling his ears, her love filling him. He would never tell that to her or show that to anyone else, but her. She was his other part, the completion of his soul. After their completion hit them, they lay together, their bodies still whole as the sun moved higher into the skies.

 

Goku looked out of the castle, the tyrant now dead and his woman by his side, but he was troubled by his ex-fiancés' disappearance along with his prince's as well. Chi-Chi looked up at her mate, her mind filled with the things that he was thinking. She knew what he was pondering and she was distressed by the way his thoughts were going.

“She is fine,” the raven-haired girl assured the man before her. They looked out at the rising sun, their minds on the two missing Sayians.

 

Vegeta was the first to wake up, his head groggy as he looked around him, his dark eyes landing on the woman next to him. Indeed, she was a gorgeous creature, but now he had to get her home. He reached over and hauling the sleeping woman in his arms he headed toward the castle in the distance, noon having just past. When they arrived at the stone building they were greeted by over a dozen people, but with a growl, all but two disappeared.

“Leave,” he told the two last occupants. “She will talk to you when she feels that she is ready.” Both nodded and left the pair to themselves as he headed for her room, her small body snuggling closer to him. After laying her on the bed he headed to the shower, his body reeking of sex. A couple of hours later Bulma awoke to find herself in her own bed… alone. She looked around for her lover, her mate, but he was no where to be found so she crawled out of bed and realizing that she was nude headed for the closet. Thirty minutes later she emerged from the shower, her senses more alert as she headed for the hall. As she approached the stairs angry voiced filled her ears.

“What you are spewing must be discussed with her when she is ready!” Vegeta's taunt voice yelled. “Though she is my chosen, it is not my fight until she allows me to fight for her. If given the chance, I would beat you into the earth and your mate as well.” Bulma then realized whom he was talking to and she ran down the stairs to see her mate, obviously angered by the man in front of him. Chi-Chi stood off to the side, her anger also clear, though her uncertainty showed clearer.

“What the fuck?!” she growled as she stood by her mate, his aura calmed by her presence. “You dare fuck with my mate?” Goku looked taken back by her tone, Chi-Chi shocked as well. “You both should be ashamed of what you have done!” she snarled at the two other Sayians. You have disrespected me twice in my house and now you act like you can talk to my mate as such!?” She hooked Vegeta's hand, her blue eyes glowing with heat. “You better straighten up or I never want to see you ever again!”

“Fine!” Chi-Chi growled as she stepped forward, her anger getting the better of her as Goku tried to calm her down. She grabbed his and flipping Bulma off she flew out a window. Bulma watched them go and as soon as she was sure that they were out of hearing range she callapsed in Vegeta's awaiting arms, her sobs racking her body.