Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Thin Lines ❯ Day Six (Lemon) ( Chapter 6 )

Thin Lines

By Selenity Jade

Day Six

Rated: NC17

 

Disclaimer: Really... my name is truly Akira Toriyama, and I own DB and said characters... I'm kidding of course... *sigh* I want my own Vejiita-ouji though.... *dreamy look*

 

Warnings: If you wish to read the original NC17 rated version of this, go to MediaMiner, AdultFanfiction, Moonromance, or FOSFF. If you're underage or do not wish to read the 'graphic' (this is a snort here, I'm not that graphic) sex, go to FFnet or DF. Thanks!

 

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"Onna!"

 

Buruma jumped up with a shriek, glancing around wildly in fear. When her gaze landed on her new mate, she sagged in relief. "Don't do that!!"

 

He gave her an odd look. "Onna?"

 

"Nightmares."

 

His brow furrowed. "What kind?"

 

"Just nightmares."

 

He shrugged slightly, dropping the subject for now. "Can we eat now?"

 

She rolled her eyes. "No. Not now! What time is it?"

 

"Three in the morning."

 

She gaped at him. "Why the hell did you wake me up this early for?!"

 

She felt his muscle tense slightly near one of her own, she then suddenly found herself enfolded protectively within those strong arms, a soft vibrating purr tickling her neck. "I was only... teasing about the food."

 

"Waking me up, remember?"

 

"I..." He sighed suddenly, nipping lightly at her neck.

 

She suddenly wiggled around in his arms and turned to face him. "Vejiita-ouji," she whispered suddenly.

 

His eyes widened in surprise and his mouth parted slightly. "Onna?"

 

"Why do I feel so funny, Vejiita? My Ouji... I feel... weird," she whispered again and pressed her lips to his suddenly. He reacted immediately, tightening his hold on her almost painfully as he tried to press her to him as much as he could. The animalistic desire was back, different from their... mating. It was a raw need. A longing so powerful it hurt. She allowed him access to her, giving herself completely to him.

 

He suddenly pulled away from her violently, and disappeared from the bed, the lights flipping on. Buruma blinked and looked around to find Vejiita standing near the kitchen, his hand clenched tightly in a fist that lay against the wall.

 

"Vejiita?"

 

He snarled in warning, and Buruma suddenly felt for the first time... a little afraid of him. She sunk into their bedding, closing her eyes. Whatever was eating him, he wanted to deal with alone. As alone as they could get in this room. But that snarl... it was pure rage. He wasn't just mad, he was so angry he couldn't even think straight.

 

She sighed softly and curled herself into a tight ball, hopefully she'd find out soon what was wrong with him. But until then, it was only three am. And lights or no lights, she was fucking exhausted. Literally.

 

x

 

"Onna!" a voice hissed in her ear, startling her awake for the second time that morning. She blinked up into the onyx eyes of her mate, frowning slightly in confusion.

 

"Huh?"

 

"I am bored."

 

She gaped at him. "Training?"

 

He shook his head. "It is completely pointless and even more boring."

 

"Um... read?"

 

He gave her a look.

 

"Never mind. What do you want me to do about it?"

 

"Build me training bots or something!"

 

She shook her head fiercely. "Hell no! I'm in the same room as you, remember? What if a blast is deflected the wrong way and kills me? I know you don't care if I get my ass shot, but I do!"

 

He looked at her funny before scowling. "I do not want you hurt, idiot. I would be careful."

 

"Yeah, about as careful as you are in you gravity room, which blows up and leaves you unconscious and bleeding all over."

 

He growled. "Fine." He nipped her nose lightly. "What else can I do then?"

 

"Play a game?"

 

"Onna, the Saiyajin no Ouji does not play games."

 

"You're the idiot that is bored, not me!"

 

He grumbled slightly. "What kind of game?"

 

"Um... strip poker? Uh, wait, no, that'll just lead to sex."

 

He looked a bit disappointed, and then brightened. "How about we just mate all day?"

 

She gave him a horrified look. "I'm still sore from yesterday!!"

 

He shrugged. "Trust me, it will not hurt."

 

She sighed. "We can't keep having sex all the time! We've still got a little over a week left!"

 

"Why not?"

 

"Well, knowing my luck, I'd get pregnant or something! Besides, although it's fun and all, I can't spend eight days in bed!"

 

He cocked his head. "I have an idea..."

 

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "What?"

 

"I will train you," he said. "After we mate first, though."

 

She blinked. "Train me?"

 

He nodded. "That way you will not be so weak."

 

She glared at him. "What, ashamed you mated a weak human who can't fight?"

 

He shrugged. "I am not ashamed of anything. I just thought it would protect you from stupid humans, and give me something to do."

 

She rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay."

 

He smirked and nipped her nose. "Onna."

 

"Huh?"

 

He purred softly and sank his teeth into her neck again, sucking greedily. "Ready?"

 

"Damn you..."

 

x

 

Vejiita scowled. "You are completely hopeless!"

 

She swung around to glare at him. "Well, excuse me! My expertise is inventing, mechanics, science! Not fighting!"

 

He sighed. "Fine. We are getting nowhere with this." He paused thoughtfully, his arms folded over his bare chest. "Skip it."

 

She blinked, brushing a blue strand of hair out of her face. "What?"

 

He shook his head and padded softly towards her. He leaned his head down a couple inches and kissed her softly. "You are goddamn pathetic at fighting."

 

She glared at him.

 

He smirked playfully and put his large hands on the side of her face, pulling her lips to his again. "We definitely should have done this earlier," he mumbled against her.

 

A sudden ki entered the room and Vejiita pulled away suddenly, swinging around to come face to face with his rival. Who was blushing like an idiot. "Um... sorry, Vejiita, Buruma..."

 

Vejiita growled. "Kakarotto, what the hell do you want?"

 

"Just a quick check to see if you two killed each other yet... I guess not," he murmured, still blushing. "Thank Kami I didn't teleport here a bit later!"

 

Vejiita crossed his arms. "Can we get out now?" he asked calmly.

 

Goku cocked his head curiously at his fellow Saiyajin. "Sorry, but no. Just because you... kissed, doesn't mean I'm letting you out. Two weeks!"

 

Vejiita smirked suddenly. "I suggest you do not come in again, then. Because we have done more than just kiss, you fucking idiot. And I would prefer you did not witness our mating."

 

Goku nodded hurriedly. "Definitely! You promise not to hurt her?"

 

Vejiita scowled. "Of course not!" he snapped. Suddenly pausing, a thoughtful look passed over his face. "Kakarotto, you hoped this would happen!"

 

Goku sudden grinned sheepishly and disappeared with two fingers to his forehead. Vejiita stared at the place he once stood, scowling. "Damn fool," he growled.

 

"Vejiita?"

 

He glanced at her. "Hn."

 

"You don't seem so mad about being locked in here still."

 

An arrogant smirk appeared on his face. "No. I find I actually... like having some... isolation from the rest of those fools."

 

She smiled timidly. "You mean you don't mind being locked in here with me?"

 

He shook his head, wrapping an arm around her waist. His hand moved to the back of her neck and pulled her to him, and he kissed her again. "What the hell do you think?"

 

"I think you're horny again."

 

He chuckled. "Definitely."

 

x

 

Buruma set Vejiita's plates down in front of him tiredly. She sat beside him, much to his amusement, and started to munch on her own dinner. She was strangely quiet and subdued.

 

Vejiita watched her silently while he wolfed down his large meal. When he had finished, he picked them up and set them in the sink. He then leaned against the counter, folding his arms over his chest, a soft frown on his face. "Onna."

 

"Hmm?" she asked without looking up.

 

"What is your problem?"

 

"Nothing, just tired... We were having sex all day, remember?"

 

He smirked that little self-satisfied smirk of his. "Yes. I remember."

 

She rolled her eyes, continuing to eat.

 

"Onna."

 

She glanced at him curiously.

 

"After we get out of here, we need to finish the mating."

 

She blinked. "What?"

 

"The mating ritual. We need to finish it. We cannot here. Too small of a room."

 

"Um... what exactly does that entail?"

 

"The Hunt."

 

She looked up at him warily. "What kind of hunt?"

 

He grinned wolfishly. "You will see." He paused and then frowned thoughtfully. "We will not do the blood exchange, so there really is not anything we can do locked in here..."

 

"Blood exchange?"

 

He scowled. "Part of the ceremony. It would bond us. I do not want a bond."

 

She glared at him. "What? I'm good enough to fuck, to mate, but not good enough to bond to?" she demanded angrily.

 

He blinked. "Do you realize what a bond is?"

 

"Not really."

 

"It is better this way. Trust me."

 

She glared at him and finished her dinner quickly. When she was finished, she slammed her plate into the sink and stalked over to the bathtub. She turned on the water, striping herself, and pointedly ignoring the Saiyajin she had sort of mated to.

 

"What did I say?" he demanded suddenly.

 

"Nothing!" she snapped.

 

He scowled and padded up behind her silently, grasping her hips with his large hands. "Onna, what is wrong with you? I do not want a bond. And trust me, neither do you."

 

"Why not?"

 

"It is... too deep of a connection."

 

"What? I'm not good enough for you? If I was Saiyajin would you bond?" she growled pulling away from him and stepping into the bathtub, sliding her naked body into the water.

 

He glared down at her. "You are moody."

 

"You think?" she snapped.

 

He sighed inaudibly. "Onna, if you were Saiyajin I still would not perform that part of the ceremony."

 

"Right," she retorted, leaning back to wet her hair. Vejiita's eyes wandered down to her wet breasts as the water flowed over them. He smirked softly and stripped himself of his spandex. He then reached down to pick up his mate, who shrieked, and got in the bath with her. He placed her between his legs and leaned against the back of the tub.

 

"Onna. Stop being bitchy."

 

"Then you stop being an asshole."

 

He growled softly, encircling her wet body with his arms. He nuzzled her hair softly and began to purr quietly into her ear. "I do not want a bond."

 

"Just drop it, Vejiita. I don't care!"

 

"Yes, you do. Listen, idiot. I do not want a bond because I fear it."

 

She blinked in astonishment. "Huh?"

 

"It creates... problems. It's a weakness and you would... know me. Inside me. Things even I do not know, you will have access to. I do not want that."

 

She sighed. "I'm sorry."

 

He grunted softly, tracing small circles over her stomach. "We will be officially mated after we get out of here. Then I will resume my training. I might... leave the planet for awhile."

 

She turned in his arms to glance at him. "Leave? For how long?"

 

He shrugged as he stared into her blue eyes. "A few months. I do not know."

 

Her brow furrowed. "Why leave?"

 

"Too many distractions here. I need to achieve Supersaiyajin and beat Kakarotto. You will only... distract me."

 

"Great, now I'm a distraction. You sure know how to make a woman feel good!" she snapped.

 

He growled. "Onna, that is not what I meant! I need to achieve that. I have no purpose in this fucking universe except that. What happened with you was unexpected, and I am not exactly pleased, nor am I angry about it, but my whole existence is for that moment."

 

"So I matter so little to you."

 

He sighed and nipped her neck. "You matter."

 

"Whatever," she said, closing her eyes.

 

A low growl emitted from his throat. "Onna, stop that. I said you matter, and I mean it."

 

"Fine."

 

His growl grew louder and he suddenly stood up, pulling a startled Buruma with him. He turned her around to face him. "Would you stop that!?" he snapped.

 

To his surprise, she looked away and sighed. "Vejiita, I'm sorry. I'm just... confused."

 

"You and me both, idiot! I did not want this, nor expected it. I am not going to change, Onna. Do not expect me to."

 

"I don't."

 

"You do."

 

"I do not!"

 

"You do too!"

 

She growled and slapped him on his wet chest. "I do not! I just want to hear it just once that you care about me!"

 

He blinked and then scowled pulling her to him, his hands on her buttocks. He stared into her eyes. "I care about you. Happy?"

 

She smirked suddenly and threw herself at him, planting her lips on his. He growled softly, pulling her closer to him as he stepped out of the tub and headed towards the bed. He tossed her gently onto the bed, soaking wet, and knelt beside her. He watched her for a few moments with an unreadable expression on his face.

 

He smiled softly and leaned down to her neck, biting her with his sharp teeth. He crawled over her naked body as he lapped at her wound, wrapping her legs around his hips. He thrust into her suddenly, causing her to moan softly and arch against him.

 

He began a gentle rhythm, his hands pulling hers above her head. He intertwined their fingers as he made love to her. For the first time.

 

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AN: O_o I don't understand this one any more than you people do. Not so humorous, but I'll hopefully get that back soon! *Grins*

 

Lovies!