Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Together We Are Slaves ❯ Chapter 10

A few hours later Bulma brushed sweat off her forehead and with a smile looked down at her blueprints.

`Now to grab a bite.' Bulma's stomach chose that time to let out a growl, causing the young girl to blush. After rolling up her blueprints and hiding them away she headed out of her lab. As soon as the door shut, the lights turned off inside the room and with a voice command the door locked and security in the room turned on. The blue haired Sayian headed down the hall, her turquoise tail swished behind her. She walked past crewmembers and with a whistle they all looked up at her. “Lunch.” The large group got up and headed down the hall toward the mess hall, their loud voices filled the hall, growing softer as they moved away from the head scientist, who was currently locking down the lab. As she turned to head down the same hall as her group she ran into a pair of golden eyes. “What the fuck?” she growled at the changeling before her. “I know that I told you to stay the fuck away from me.”

“Sure, you did, but how are you going to do anything about it in this deserted hall?” Bulma smirked.

“Did you not learn anything after the last beating?”

“One thing,” he said as he grabbed her tail, sending pain up the girl's back. She winced as she fell to the ground, but not a sound escaped her pink lips. “Does it hurt?” he asked as he squeezed her furry appendage making her shake with pain as her spine tingled. She powered up a little, trying to fight back. Zarbon smirked as he pulled her tail with a snap of his wrist.

“Fucker,” she gasped out. He moved toward her, his blue hand holding her turquoise tail firmly. He ripped her spandex off as he shoved her up against a wall.

“No, fuck you.”

 

Vegeta walked down the hall, past the mess hall as he followed the smell of the blue haired girl. He knew that she was not in the eating area so he figured that she was still in her lab, but her smell told of other stories. He could smell fear and anxiety. He also could smell a very distinct smell of male arousal that tangled with Bulma's smell. He picked up pace as the smell grew stronger and the scene he came upon made him power up.

 

Bulma stood before him, her nude body pressed up against the lab door, her turquoise tail puffed out in anger and fear. It was coming off of her in waves. He watches as the changeling gripes her tail harder, but no scream left her pink lips. Vegeta growls as he surges forward, his aura blazing wildly around him. He managed to surprise the blue skinned man before his fist slammed into the feminine chin that belonged to the other male. Bulma slid to the floor, her arms flying immediately to cover her exposed breasts. Vegeta, on the other hand was beating the pulp out of the larger male, his gloves fist now purple tinted with Zarbon's essence.

“You mother fucking bastard! What gives you the right to fucking lay your hands on my fucking mate!” he yelled as he pummeled the creature that was now below him, Vegeta's legs straddling Zarbon's limp form. Bulma finally let out a whimper; her body still frozen at the shock that had just could have happened to her had Vegeta not come for her. Her tail lay beside her limply, its form throbbing as blood returned to its blocked veins. After Vegeta beat Zarbon once more, he turned to the naked female. He walked over to her, her blue eyes meeting his blackened ones. Her orbs held her fear and yet they held strength along with gratitude. Vegeta pulled off his black spandex shirt and handing it over to her watched for any uninvited guests. Bulma let him know that she was done and they headed for their apartment.