Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan Obligation ❯ A Dangerous Game ( Chapter 6 )

The Mysteries of Love:

Saiyan Obligation

Chapter Six

A Dangerous Game

"YOU shouldn't sneak up on me." Bulma told Vegeta.

"I was not 'sneaking'." He defended.

Though Vegeta knew he was lying. He had stood at a distance watching the beautiful woman for ages, as she sat staring at the sky.

He could not call her unhappy though he could not call her happy either. It was as if she had found a way to settle in the middle of both feelings.

Vegeta could not say why he found her feelings so intriguing to him. He hardly knew her, but what he did know, he enjoyed! Maybe too much.

He found himself growing fond of her and the boy. And she never failed to surprise him.

She was not just a pretty face or an appealing body, she was intelligent and passionate and flexible. The description came to him as he thought of how she trained Gohan, although she was not as strong as the Saiyans, the woman was an accomplished fighter. 'So Kakarot thought her a few tricks.' He smirked. The man was very lucky indeed!

He admired the woman more than he ever thought possible! For Vegeta never admired anyone, especially not women. And why he did was beyond him.

She talked too much for his sensitive ears, was very feisty and enjoyed telling him what to do, but he just could not imagine her any other way! As if he enjoyed her presence for those very reasons.

She treated him as if he were just another man, not a Prince, not a man to be feared! She definitely did not fear him, he smirked.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Am I not allowed to visit my own garden?"

"Do you always have to answer a question with a question?" She asked irritably.

He chuckled. The woman was very clever.

"You should do it more often." He looked at her in genuine confusion. "Laugh." She clarified.

"I haven't had much reason to do so before." He found himself involuntarily admitting.

"Pity. Sounds nice." She smiled. She had the most delicious looking smile. Her cupids bow lips were a damn near irresistible temptation. One that he must resist for she was a mated woman!

"How much longer must we stay." Bulma asked just to stop him from looking at her mouth so intently. It made her lips tingle.

Vegeta was not very surprised by the question, though why it annoyed him he could not say.

"I am not sure." He told her simply. She sighed then. "You miss him." It was not a question he could see it in her eyes and Gohan's. He remembered how she would encourage her son during their sparing sessions by saying he would be just like his father. It made him wonder how it would feel to hear someone speak of him with such pride.

"I do." Her soft admission made him feel as if a hand had squeezed his chest. He nodded and got up to leave but a soft hold on his wrist stopped him.

He turned to look down at her, with a raised eyebrow.

"Sit with me for a while. Please." Bulma didn't know why she made the request or why she stopped him from leaving, all she knew is that she did not want him to go. He sat down next to her.

She released his wrist but her fingers burned from the touch even though his hand was, as always, gloved. She shivered at the thought of how she would have felt had his skin been bare.

He felt her shiver and put an arm around her, assuming it had been from the night chill. To his pleasure she did not move away but she snuggled into his embrace laying her soft head in the crook of his shoulder.

Vegeta could not help but take in a deep breath of the lavender scent of her hair.

He was not sure how long they sat like that but then she lifted her head to look at him. He looked down into those deep blue pools. However, she didn't utter a word, she just continued to stare at him.

As if of their own will his other hand came up to cup her face. He knew that even with his glove on, her skin was softer than he thought, he felt its smoothness as she pressed her cheek into his palm and closed her eyes.

Bulma knew she should not be doing this. It was dangerous. The last thing she wanted was for him to think she was an unfaithful, fickle mate. But the feel of his arm around her, the warmth of his body against hers and his hand on her cheek made it impossible to do anything else but bask in the sensations he aroused in her.

She felt, for the first time in her life, as if she had been lonely for so long, before meeting him. As if she finally knew what it was like to have someone to share every inconsequential moment with.

Vegeta could not withdraw from her. She was a mated woman, but he did not want to let her go. She emanated such warmth that he felt it seep through his core. Supreme Kai! He was attracted to this woman more than he wanted to be.

He knew she must feel lonely with out her mate now and needed comfort. The female species were truly an enigma! He was not doing anything wrong. He defended himself. He was just comforting her and she had asked him to stay. He made any excuse for his unusual behavior.

He let go of her face and pulled her into an embrace that he meant to be innocent. But she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his neck. Her warm breath burning his bare skin. He tried not to react but he felt himself become aroused.

'Kais.' Just from an embrace. He had better control than this. He could not believe a woman could affect him in such a way. Just her presence was intoxicating. But the feel of her in his arms was enough to make him explode. He had to let go now. He had held her for far too long.

"Bulma?" Was that husky, soft voice really his? Pathetic, he berated himself.

But she did not answer him. He tilted his head to see that she had fallen asleep.

"Hmph." He grunted. Here he was trying to control his inappropriate reactions towards the woman and she falls of to sleep in my arms.

He carried her in his arms, held closely and securely against his chest as he flew to her balcony.

"Vegeta." She moaned and the sound made his breath catch. This was a dangerous game he was playing! She was a mated woman, bound to another. Even if Kakarot had not bonded her to him. Vegeta could tell from the absence of Kakarot's mark on her creamy neck. He knew better and should have more respect for his culture.

She snuggled closer towards him making him fly at a faster speed.

He entered her room and at the sight of Gohan asleep on her bed which made him feel more ashamed of his thoughts and actions.

Though when he laid her down and covered her he could not stop himself from kissing her forehead. He inhaled her sweet scent once more before taking of into the night sky.

There would be no way he would find sleep tonight so he decided to beat his sexual frustration by first taking a dip in the icy lake and then doing some training.

He needed to leave for a little while. Distance himself from the woman. She aroused feelings in him he did not even think himself capable of feeling! Feelings of protectiveness, want and even need. No! It was a dangerous game indeed. She belonged to another, he would not take what was not his or take advantage of the woman's loneliness!

He had lived most of his life where things were taken from him! His family, his people, his title, his freedom and his pride! He would not take anything from this woman.

Not from the first woman he actually might just care about!