Author's Note:

Well, here we are, the first part of my Ben 10 chaptered fic, as promised! I know it's a little odd, but I think that it's the best thing that I've written in quite a while. :)

I hope that you agree, but, tell me either way, please? I like reviews and helpful advice. I want this fic to be a hit, so please help me make it become so?

Thanks, and see you next chapter! :)

This story is Fondly Dedicated to Robin, a very interesting, very important lady in history who recently passed away. I was very privileged to work with her for a short time at my store.

I know that I didn't know you for long, Robin, but it was long enough. I'm sorry that your life was so hard, but I'm proud of you for following your path, not the path that others tried to choose for you.

I will never forget you, and I look forward to the day when I will see you again! Give my kitty Bluestar a hug for me? :)

R.I.P. Robin

~Sweet-Hearted SilverEars~

Prologue And So It Begins

Vilgax, Conqueror of many worlds, watched from the comfort of his ship through the small bug's camera that his minions had recently installed. They had concealed it the night before in the left hand corner of Tennyson's bedroom. It was the corner furthest from the door, so as to give Vilgax an unobstructed view of where his most recent nemesis slept.

A slightly taunting smile transformed his tentacled face as the pest of a boy rolled over in his sleep with what he thought to be an obvious moan of torment. So he settled down in his large comfortable chair for what he assumed would be a long night of enjoying watching Tennyson's nightmares from afar.

Tennyson groaned again quietly, reaching out for his pillow in his sleep, his eyes tightly shut as he clutched it close to his chest, curling around it into the fetal position in his bed. "Nughh, Vilgax.. No!"

The big aquatic alien's eyes widened at his words, leaning forward in his chair slightly in anticipation, propping his chin in his right hand and continuing to watch him intently.

"Ahhh, slow down.." Ben whimpered, confusing Vilgax as his body now thrashed beneath the blankets, his advanced camera picking up even the small beads of sweat on the human's brow. "Hurts! Ohh, you- Guahh, so big!"

"What the-" Vilgax growled, red eyes flashing briefly. "Of course I am big, Tennyson! My people are naturally tall."

Ben jolted up into a sitting position abruptly as his eyes flew open wide, the piercing emeralds in his face brilliant and intense looking as he clutched at his sweat-dampened dark brown hair with his left hand, the right covering his racing heart as he panted heavily. "Not again.." Ben gasped out, shaking visibly. "Why does this keep happening to me?"

Vilgax was completely bewildered by this point in his surveillance, watching in uncharacteristic silence as Tennyson shoved his blankets off the bed with a clearly muffled sob, revealing his sleek, pale chest with it's perky little pink nipples-

Wait.. Perky little pink nipples? Where in all the galaxies had that description come from?

His attention snapped back to the screen just in time to see the human male wriggling his slender hips with clearly unintentional provocativeness as he shed his earth undergarment, revealing his fully aroused cock.

Ben spread his long legs then, arching his back with a soft whine, the sound so small and helpless as he began to touch himself, his thighs visibly quivering as his eyes slid closed.

Quiet, huffing pants parted his plump lips as he stroked himself, his hips beginning to thrust, pistoning unconsciously toward his own left hand as it moved faster suddenly, increasing the stimulation.

Vilgax honestly intended to flip the camera off and return later when Tennyson had finished and his teenaged hormones were settled, but something stayed his hand, and he watched intensely as Ben's completely naked body began to jerk and spasm on the bed.

Then, Tennyson came, releasing over his taunt, muscular belly with a ragged cry of completion.

"Vilgax!" Ben screamed, his naked body falling limp now, shaking as he stared unseeing up at his ceiling, uncaring about the mess that he'd made on himself as tears trailed down from the corners of his green eyes to wet his pillows. "..I need you.." his adversary whispered in a broken voice.

Vilgax just stared for a moment or possibly five, uncharacteristically speechless at this development.

He could think of no logical reason for Tennyson to be craving his presence and physical attentions.

With their past history, it was actually quite illogical.

Unless..

He flicked off the camera after taking one more long, lingering glance at the trembling, crying, naked and vulnerable form on the bed. He was feeling a deep, instinctive urge to go to the boy, to comfort him. He pressed a small blue button nearby to call for one of his many slaves, feeling oddly protective of Tennyson's privacy.

"You, there," Vilgax commanded in a thundering voice when the slave appeared seconds later. "Bring me the locked box containing the calendar of my people."

"Yes, sir."

The creature left and returned in the same amount of time as it's first arrival, bowing respectfully as he came as close as Vilgax allowed in order to hand the box to him before stepping back silently, clearly awaiting any possible orders.

Vilgax unlocked the box quickly using the sea-blue swirling water emblem on a thick silver chain around his neck, pressing it into the matching carved slot on top of it's otherwise plain dark brown lid. He carefully lifted the old fabric calendar from inside, spreading it out on the long rectangular metal table before him to study it's dates thoroughly.

And it just so happened that the past week, as well as the next one, coincided with the Mating Time for his people, the special time when the mates that were Fated for them were easiest to identify.

Why Tennyson of all beings in the vast galaxy would be Fated for him he did not know, but if the boy did indeed bear the Mark of Water upon his right shoulder, then the Bond could not be denied. By either of them.

"Slave!" Vilgax bellowed despite the fact that the creature was right behind him, replacing the calendar carefully within the box before relocking it.

"Yes, Master?"

"Change the course of the ship. We are going to Earth."