Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Rebellious Hell ❯ Chapter 3

DISCLAIMER: DBZ I do not own.

A/N - I'm very, very sorry that this chapter is so late! I was just very, very busy with school this week, and then I got sick again and then, to top off my week from hell, our modem broke and we're now using our old one.

You can all thank Bunni because thanks to her threats I decided to write faster and post sooner then I otherwise would have.

Oh yes, this chapter contains a lemon ^_^

Thanks to Ane S. Thesia for beta reading for me! *Gives her cookies*

Chapter 3: 'Bitter Business'

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~*~ 'Tis now the very witching time of night, ~*~

~*~ When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out ~*~

~*~ Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood, ~*~

~*~ And do so bitter business as the day ~*~

~*~ Would quake to look on. ~*~

- Hamlet from 'Hamlet'

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Bulma swallowed hard as the sounds of ki blasts and hand-to-hand fighting outside the ship died away and only the sound of rain drumming on the ships outer hull remained. She glanced at her watch and grimaced as she realized it was almost midnight and that Turles and his men had been fighting for almost ten hours now without pause.

Bulma yawned and turned onto her side, one hand tracing patterns on her stomach as she wondered what sex her child would be and whether or not it would have a child.

Through the bed Bulma felt the ship vibrate as the outer door was opened and Turles and his party of planet pirates entered the ship again. Minutes later, Bulma heard the sound of boots walking down the hallway to Turles' room, and soon enough the door whirred open and a tired and dirty looking Turles entered.

"Have fun?" Bulma asked, rolling onto her other side so it was easier to watch him.

Turles grunted and began to stiffly take off his armor, wincing as he lifted his chest armor over his head.

"Turles? Are you hurt?" Bulma gracefully slid to her feet and took a few steps across the room. She reached his side and put her hand on his shoulder, looking into his eyes with concern.

Turles nodded and began to peel his suit down. "I got hit by a ki beam in the chest…I think I may have broken a rib or two." Turles winced again and miserably tried to hide it.

"Are you in any pain?" Bulma helped him peel the suit off.

"Not really." Turles gingerly stretched. "I just haven't been injured for a while…I'm not used to feeling like I have something stabbed into my chest."

"Well, why don't you go into a rejuvenation tank?"

"For a broken rib?" Turles scoffed. "It might hurt a little, but it certainly doesn't hurt enough for me to go in a tank."

"Okay…if you say so." Bulma ran her fingers down the injured side of his body, the skin was a reddish purple color at one point and was beginning to mildly swell. "It looks nasty…but probably worse then it is."

Turles nodded. "I'm gonna take a shower then lie down." He paused and glanced at Bulma. "Want to join me in the shower?"

Bulma glanced up, her blue eyes flashing. "I'd love to join you in the shower."

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Goku and Vegeta were both covered in sweat and blood from head to toe. They both bore a look of concentration, laced with anger and hatred, and the two of them scowled at each other from across the training ground.

"Not bad, Kakarot. I must admit, you surprise me." Vegeta spat a mouthful of blood on the ground and smirked.

Goku smirked back and wiped sweat from his brow. "You surprised me too, Vegeta. Every time I think I've got you, you manage to squeeze out another attack."

The door that led into the training ground whirred open and Vegeta's smirk magically disintegrated into a ferocious scowl as Dodoria entered, a ridiculous grin on his face.

"For a moment there I thought I has walking into the monkey enclosure at the zoo." Dodoria laughed and came to a halt near the two angered Saiyans.

Goku exchanged a look with Vegeta, then looked back at Dodoria with a look of unhidden malice that rivalled the almost identical look on Vegeta's face.

"What do you want?" Vegeta snapped, his tail beginning to twitch in annoyance as the spiked, pink blob ignored him and kept looking at Goku.

"I want to know why you bother to keep this pathetic tailless Saiyan with you. He mustn't be all that useful in battle, not being able to turn into an Oozaroo." Dodoria grinned as Goku bristled and took an aggressive step forward, a low growl sounding in the back of his throat.

"I'd watch your mouth if I were you," Vegeta told Dodoria, "Kakarot is stronger then he seems."

"Oh, I doubt that." Dodoria looked at Vegeta. "All you monkeys are as weak as each other…"

Dodoria was halted mid speech as Goku lunged across the distance between them, slamming a fist into Dodoria's face, sending him flying across the training ring to crash into the wall with a ground shattering crash. Moments later, a most displeased looking Dodoria emerged from the rubble that had been the wall and began to stalk back across the ring, his power level rising in anger.

"Oooooh…You look a bit ruffled," Vegeta taunted, a sly grin working its way across his face.

Dodoria snarled at him then charged at Goku, howling in rage. Goku phased out from in front of him and reappeared behind him, kicking him in the kidneys then grabbing him by two of his spikes and slamming him face first into the ground with a very Saiyan sounding roar.

He reappeared next to a chuckling Vegeta and began to gather his ki as Dodoria clumsily stumbled to his feet.

"Why you dirty little Saiyan! I'm going to tear you into pieces for that!"

"I don't think so." Goku smirked and began his attack. "Kaaaaaah meeeee haaaaaaa meeeee haaaaaaa!"

Dodoria let out a single squeal of fear and desperately tried to scramble out of the path of the beam, but it was in vain. The attack hit Dodoria in a flash of bright white light and the fat, pink blob's squeal was abruptly cut off as his body was turned into dust from the raw power in Goku's Kamehameha attack.

As the dust died down, two sounds echoed around the ring; the cruel sound of Vegeta's laughter and the even more chilling sound of Goku's.

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The hot water cascaded down around Bulma, muffling her moans as Turles slammed his body into hers again and again.

"Oh Kami!" Bulma's back was flat against the shower wall and her legs were wrapped around Turles' waist. "Isn't this…hurting you?" Bulma asked in between Turles' thrusts.

"It hurts…a little…but the pain…just gives it…more of an…edge," He panted, pulling back to look into her eyes.

"Kinky," Bulma muttered, as she let her head drop back and her eyes drift shut.

It was amazing how good Turles was in bed…and out of it! He always seemed to know exactly what Bulma wanted and needed and what would turn her on the most, and right at this moment, the knowledge that Turles was enjoying this sex even more because of the pain was getting her even hotter.

One of Turles' hands found hers and he clasped it tight as he continued to thrust his body in and out of hers in a building rhythm. His other arm snaked around behind her back and held her even closer to him.

"Want to try…something knew?" he asked her, his voice rasping in her ear.

Bulma nodded, unable to speak as the pressure built inside her. Turles managed to smirk back, and then a look of concentration threaded its way back across his features. Turles waited until Bulma was on the very brink of an orgasm, then he lent forward and sunk his teeth into her shoulder.

Bulma let out a sound halfway between a moan and a scream as the pain and pleasure washed over her at the exact same time, the twin feelings sweeping through her body and taking Bulma to heights she'd never felt before.

Distantly, she heard Turles growl her name out as he was swept away on his own little river of ecstasy. Slowly, as Turles' legs gave way, they slid down the shower wall until they were sitting on the floor in a tangle of limbs.

Bulma rested her head on Turles' shoulder as the last shudders of her orgasm left her and she was left feeling sleepy and sated. Turles licked the bite he had given her and then rested his own head on her shoulder.

They sat like that for long moments, then quietly Turles mumbled into her shoulder, "I love you Bulma."

A/N - I know this is really short, but I'm tired and sleepy and tomorrow is open day at my school and I have to take people on tours and stuff…and I still have to do my art…. please review!