Fan Fiction ❯ Can 2 Saiyans truly love each other? ❯ The Forbidden Kiss and a lullaby from Songbird ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2

The Forbidden kiss… and a lullaby from a Songbird

"Yeah Bulma?" Aaliyah asked.

"Which dress? The sparkly red one or the simple black one?"

"Uh… sparkly red? Well you know I have no taste of fashion. I don't shop so I don't know what the hottest styles are. But I think if you wear the red one, you'll look like an apple. If ya wear the black one, you'll look gothic. But they both look good, I think. I mean you're pretty anyway, so it doesn't matter what you wear. But uh… who are you going with?"

"Videl."

"I wanna go."

"You know you can't go. You're only 14."

"Por que no puedo? Yo puedo hablar con los ninos del colegio. Por que no puedo tener una fiesta con ellos?"

"Por que… yo no se. No preguntame."

"Fine. Don't ask me about your stupid dresses either. They both make you look like a prostitute!" She yelled as she exited the room.

Aaliyah went to her bedroom and locked the door. She lay on her bed and stared

at the ceiling. Why did she have to be related to Bulma and Cristina? Why was she the youngest? She couldn't wait till Cristina moved to Mayaguez next year. And Bulma started college in Ponce.

Aaliyah was about to get out her diary and begin writing when she heard a knock on the door.

"Aaliyah? Ya there?" It was Krilliano, her brother.

"Yeah, what do you want, Krilliano."

"Do ya got a minute? I just want to talk to you."

"Yeah sure, whatever."

Aaliyah opened the door to see her humble brother and fellow Saiyan, Krilliano.

Krilliano and Aaliyah were bonded by their Saiyanism. They could tell what the other was thinking and they were much more intuned with the other. He was her trustworthy friend when she was angry.

"So… I already know why you're mad. But don't hate Bulma and Cristina. They both love you… well I don't know about Cristina, but she doesn't love anyone…"

They both laughed at the comment.

"… but either way. Me, Bulma and Dad love you so much and little stuff like not being able to go to Club Caliente shouldn't separate us as a family. We can't hate each other, or we'll fall apart. And I know you and I will always be close." He said as he kissed Aaliyah on the forehead and left.

Aaliyah decided she didn't need to write in her journal anymore. She walked downstairs where she saw Bulma, on the phone, sitting next to a very spiffed up Videl.

Bulma looked very peeved. She must have been talking to Yamcha.

She came and sat on the couch next to Vegeta . Her premonitions proved correct after she heard the conversation. She and Vegeta looked at each other and laughed. They both wanted to kill Yamcha for personal reasons and they both thought Bulma was hilarious when she got angry. So the combination was just priceless. (Considering this was the usual conversation between the couple every Friday and Saturday night.)

After Bulma got off the phone, Videl grabbed her things and headed for the car.

"I'll be there in a second!" Bulma yelled as she fumbled with a few things in her gigantic purse.

"Okay, Veggie, Aaliyah, we'll see y'all later. Krilliano is going over to Goku's tonight and he'll probably be sleeping over at Videl's. So you know how it goes. I might go over to Yamcha's, but probably not." She said as she grimaced at the thought of her soon to be ex.

"Alright Mamita, adios." Aaliyah said as she waved good bye to her over protective sister.

"Adios Hermanita. Bye Vegeta." She said as she ran out the door.

Aaliyah went and sat back on the couch and started reading a book. Vegeta sat on the other end of the couch and glared at Aaliyah. Aaliyah noticed immediately and almost started feeling umcomfortable with the Saiyan glaring at her like a vulnerable prey.

"May I help you, Vegeta-sama?"

"Uh yeah, Songbird. Earlier today, you almost solved my life's biggest problem. You said you could help me become Super Saiyan. Dime como se hace."

Aaliyah was astonished that Vegeta had actually picked up some Spanish. He had always locked himself in the gravity room all the time, she never thought he would have paid much attention to the language they spoke.

"Uh, well yeah. The key to Kakkarot's success is quite simple. All you have to do is care about someone besides yourself. And we mean truly. Truly care about someone else. Love them. It doesn't have to be a sexual relationship. But like me and Bulma. Or me and Krilliano. Goku is married and that really boosted him to Super Saiyan. But then him having 2 children also keeps up his Saiyanism. And he has a good heart."

Vegeta looked a bit irritated.

"But what about you? You are so incredible strong. I rarely see you in the training rooms. And you never spar. How are you so strong? And so young?… and a girl!"

Aaliyah was reluctant. She wasn't sure if Vegeta was going to like her answer. Because what she was about to tell him was something he or no one else could ever achieve.

"Well my Saiyanism., my level of Saiyanism I should say, is natural. It's a gift. But if I was cold hearted, I would be weaker than Yamcha. I wouldn't be able to keep up my strength and my abilities. Like flying, or whatever else. That's why Krilliano always is comforting me when I get mad because I have a tendency for getting extremly mad and then falling to Super Saiyan."

Vegeta looked severely disappointed.

"So you're saying… I can never be an Ultra Saiyan? I will never be able to surpass you?" He asked. Aaliyah swore she saw a tear well up…

"Well, there's this old legend that if you fall in love with an Ultra Saiyan, you will become an Ultra Saiyan. And I already know that's out of the question. So yeah, you will never be able to be an Ultra Saiyan unless we're the last two Saiyans on Earth and we had to mate to save the population."

Vegeta secretly smirked at the idea of mating with the little fireball, Aaliyah. She was definitely fit. She had a body like … perfect. She was like 5 inches shorter than him so kissing her would be no problem. She was strong and would make a good mate. And she was full Saiyana.The idea really wasn't all that bad…

Vegeta turned back around and started watching the … right, the television.

Aaliyah turned back to her book, but didn't read the pages. She was thinking about mating with Vegeta. "What would it be like? Is he a good kisser? Would he want to mate with me? Does he want to mate with me? I wonder how he is in bed? Considering I'm a virgin… does he even want a mate?"

Aaliyah thoughts continued until she felt Vegeta's glare on her shoulder again. Now it really made her nervous because they had just been talking about mating and sexual crap and she was thinking about him having sex with her and…

"Songbird?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you ever mate with me? Not just because I would become an Ultra Saiyan. But do you ever think you would have feelings like that for me? Like uh what's that word? Amor…"

"Umm, uh yeah actually I would. You seem like the type of Saiyano I would want to be with for the rest of my life. You're pretty good looking and … yeah I would."

Vegeta's glare softened and he just looked into Aaliyah's eyes. Aaliyah put the book down and just gazed into his eyes.

Vegeta and Aaliyah instinctively moved towards each other and a magical spark flew when their lips touched. Vegeta grabbed her waist to bring her closer, to feel her smooth body against his own. Aaliyah latched her arms around Vegeta's neck and caressed his face with her free hand.

Vegeta's tongue pried at her lips and Aaliyah opened her mouth. Their tongues explored the new, forbidden territory like children in a candy store. Aaliyah never imagined the harse Saiya - jin prince would ever be this gentle and comforting.

Their forbidden kiss would have continued if they hadn't heard Mr.Lopez's car pulling up in the front.

" Aye! Carajo! Vegeta, go to your room. I'll see you in a second!" Aaliyah as she stood up and dusted her self off as if they had been rolling around on the floor.

"HOLA MIJA!!!!!!!!!" Mr.Lopez said to his daughter. He had been on a business trip in Cuba for 4 months.

"Hola papito!!! Como estas?"

"Bien, Aaliyah, bien. Gracias, y tu?"

"Estoy bien. Pero me voy a la cama. Estoy muy cansada."

"Okay mija, adios." Mr.Lopez said as he kissed his youngest daughter on the forehead.

Aaliyah ran upstairs to her room, to regroup. But when she came into her room, she found none other than Vegeta himself.

"Si, papi?"

"Tu sabes que yo quiero. Yo quiero continuar nuestro beso."

"Okay, tu sabes yo quiero continuar tambien." She said as she lay down on top of a very horny Vegeta. (And she definitely noticed after she sat on his hips…)

Their kiss continued. This time with more pent up passion than the kiss on the couch. They rolled around the bed and groped each other and every thing else.

Their little make out session needed to come to an end and Vegeta annouced that.

"Are we going to mate?"

"Tonight, no. In the future, hopefully. Because you are the best damn kisser north of the equator. I almost had an orgasm just kissing you!" Aaliyah said as she laughed.

"Well then in that case, sing me to sleep."

"What?"

"I love your voice. That's why I call you Songbird. And if you sing me to sleep, I will go to sleep and dream of you. Plus I can't think of any other way to go to sleep with a hard on like this."

Aaliyah laughed as she walked him to his room.

He lay on the bed and Aaliyah sat on the chair.

"Aaliyah?"

"Yes?"

"Is there going to be akwardness between us now?"

"…maybe. But just remember the only reason why I'll be nervous around you is because I won't know what you're thinking. I won't be able to hear your thoughts and coincide them with my own."

"Okay. Well I won't feel akward around you. Because I won't need to know what you're thinking. I will just let my emotions go. I don't care who sees. Bulma, Cristina, Krilliano, your father… It doesn't matter. I will show you my feelings."

"Well that's pretty bold. But I won't mate with you until after I marry you. Now let me sing. I have a really good song in mind…"

"…Amazing grace…"

After Aaliyah finished and she noticed Vegeta had fallen asleep like a little baby, she walked back to her room and sunk into the blankets. She rolled over where her and Vegeta had been and she could still smell his sweet yet manly scent.

Aaliyah inhaled the smell and fell asleep, dreaming of a certain Saiyan Prince.