Lockdown

Sesshy's Mistress

Summary: Unnerved by an overheard conversaion between Trunks and Goten, Vegeta decides that it's high time his son takes a big leap towards manhood... whether he likes it or not…

Note: I blame MegaKat and Seleneanadyomene. Title is thanks to AnaFrost and Summary and Smut is thanks to MegaKat! Everything else but the characters is mine!


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He huffed silently to himself as he traced the pathway that would lead him to the gravity room. The onna had told him the brat had been in there earlier training with Kakaraot's spawn. It annoyed him to no end how Kakarot would take advantage of his mate. Nevermind the fact that he had done so since first being stranded on this pathetic dirt ball. Scowling, Vegeta hurried his pace until he came to the familiar set of doors of the gravity room.

His hand lifted to punch in the access cod, but froze as his sensitive ears picked up several sounds coming from the inside of the gravity room. They were not training sounds in the least. Narrowing his eyes, Vegeta stepped closer and inclined his ear towards the heavy metal doors. He could hear the voice of his son and Kakarot's spawn, but the sounds were muffled by the thick and heavy metal of the doors.

"Damnit Goten, not so hard! We haven't done this for a while…" A growing pit of dread began to pile inside of Vegeta's stomach. Every single seemingly 'innocent' instant in the past began to replay in his mind.

"Stop being such a baby and take it like a man," Vegeta grew paler at Goten's asserted voice. It was like adding salt to a wound. If it was happening and his Brat was bottom to Kakarot's brat? Horror filled him.

"I'm not a baby," Trunks argued back, and Vegeta gathered what little pride he had remaining. "You dumb ass! Do you want to switch positions and see how it feels to have something that big coming at you?" A giant vein in Vegeta's skull began to throb.

"No, that isn't how this relationship works, man, and you know it," With every word, Vegeta felt himself sink deeper into a hole of despair. He had been denying it for a long time now, but this was just too much.

"Damnit, it hurts. Go slower," Trunks was demanding.

"Better?"

"Much but did you have to get it all over me?" With every word that came from those two, Vegeta's grip on reality was slipping. His hands were fisting tightly, and, had it not been for his gloves, he would have surely started to bleed by now.

"It's not my fault!" Goten defended himself. "I'll get you a towel."

"Next time warn me or start working on your aim!" Trunks growled.

Vegeta couldn't take it another minute. His fingers punched the code necessary to open the doors and stood shaking as the metal doors slid open with a loud swooshing sound. What he found was both shocking but it also gave him a sense of relief. All tension seemed to visibly melt away from him.

"Hey dad," Trunks said as he slid out from under the gravity console. "Goten is the one who broke it!" Oil was splattered all over Trunks' face and chest, and on his hand was a rather nasty looking burn.

"It's not my fault you can't block a decent punch," Goten grumbled while crossing his arms over his chest. Vegeta's ire was well known and not something Goten wished to have directed towards him, but to the surprise of both boys, the Saiyan Prince mumbled something in his native tongue before storming away from the room.

They shared a look before sighing in relief. Neither felt like having their asses served to them on a golden platter that day.

"Vegeta, what is wrong now?" Bulma questioned when her mate suddenly appeared in her lab and began to pace frantically. She had lived with him long enough to know that when he came to bug her, it was serious and usually a last resort. Sighing, she put down what she was working on and turned to face him.

"It is all Kakarot's fault!" Vegeta growled and Bulma was strained to understand him.

"What did Goku do now?" Bulma sighed and leaned into the back of her chair. If this was a typical rant about Goku, she wouldn't be getting anything done for the rest of the night.

"His brat …." Vegeta growled again. This time he stopped long enough to punch the wall, leaving a giant hole as his fist had punched right through the thick metal. Bulma jumped to her feet and ran over to his side. Even though she was as strong as an infant compared to him, she would not have him abusing her lab.

"If you think you can come in here and destroy my lab like you do the gravity room, you have another thing coming," She shook her finger in front of his face. "Now get to the point or get out and find something else to destroy!" She stomped her foot for good measure and gave him a look that promised no sex for a while if he didn't obey.

For several minute blue and onyx clashed in a war of the wills. Unfortunately for Vegeta, he was a man with needs, and he knew his mate meant business when her lab was concerned. Grumbling, he crossed his arms over his chest and gazed away first. He didn't miss the satisfied grin on Bulma's face, though.

"I'll take care of it myself then," Vegeta spoke as he stormed out of the lab. For a while, Bulma was proud of herself for standing up to her mate and putting him in his place where her lab was concerned, but then his words echoed through her mind. One minute she was standing at the doorway to her lab, and the next she was running up the stairs to find Vegeta.

"HEY! What do you mean….." It was too late, he was gone.

He was aimlessly flying, trying to clear his mind and figure out how to move to the next step. There was no way in hell he was going to forget the conversation he heard this afternoon. It didn't matter if it was a misunderstanding or not. It had been six years since Trunks had become a man according to Saiyan customs, and yet the boy (as Vegeta would always refer to him) had yet to show any interest in taking a mate.

All he did was hang out with Kakarot's brat…

Well, that ended today. If he wasn't going to show any sign of pursuing a female, then Vegeta would make him see the light. The only problem was, who would be good enough to continue on the Saiyan blood line? It wasn't like he was looking for someone to continue Kakarot's line, not that the 3rd class needed any assistance in that area. His oldest brat was married with a kid of his own. Another aspect Kakarot had beaten Vegeta to—grandchildren.

Vegeta had been so lost in thought that he had not been aware that he had made it to the heart of the city yet. It was fine, though. It would work for him. Lowering himself to the ground, he ignored the pointed stares he received in exchange for beginning the hunt. He would find an onna worthy of his son, and more importantly, worthy of continuing the royal bloodline of the Saiyans!

Nevertheless, three hours into his search, Vegeta could show nothing for his efforts. There had been plenty of potential mates, but he always found something that caused him to decide against them. Any weird coloring was an automatic no. He already had one brat with unnatural hair color, and he wanted it to stop there. Though it would seem shallow to many, he was very picky in regards to the look department.

The mate to his son had to not only be beautiful, but strong. He didn't want any sissy princess-like weakling that was too scared to get her hands dirty. Vegeta stopped momentarily to eye a waitress at an outdoor café. It only took him a few seconds to dismiss her. It was more than obvious that the woman was more fake than real. Only the best of the real thing would be suitable. Besides, BPA wouldn't be good for his future grandbrat's health.

Vegeta diligently continued with the hunt even as the sun had set and darkness fell around the city. By this time, he was mostly brooding over his lack of success. Just when he was about to call it a night, his ears picked up on the sound of gunfire from nearby. He would normally ignore it, but the angry cry of a female caught his attention. Curious, Vegeta flew into the air and headed in the direction of the noise. When he found the source of the noise, he was surprised to find two men dressed in black being thrown through a large glass window. A third one quickly followed suit, and Vegeta wondered if Kakarot's eldest brat had sent his woman out on patrol while he was at that convention thing that humans did.

He soon found his answer to be no when a silver haired woman jumped out of the shattered window and landed on the sidewalk right outside of the jewelry store. Her left leg was covered in blood from where a bullet had buried itself into her thigh. From first glance, Vegeta would have assumed she was some sort of prostitute. Afterall, her attire consisted of a really tight white dress that barely covered her ass. Coupled with the clear pumps adorning her feet, she looked ready to work the corner rather than kick ass.

Intriqued, Vegeta carefully stood back and allowed the shadows of nearby buildings conceal him. He smirked in approval as the woman dealt with each of the men that came at her. In a few moves, she had disarmed all three. Two were down for the count as she had broken one man's leg and knocked another out cold. Vegeta was about to step in when the third man looked ready to run, but he was shocked to see the silver woman summon a chain of golden hearts out of mid-air and use it to lasso the other criminal.

This female warrior was obviously trained in the manner of battle, something that definitely appealed to the Saiyan within him. Unlike most women who seemed to cringe at the slightest of pain, she had continued to fight even while injured. Another quality of hers he found intriguing. Add in her beauty, and she seemed perfect; however, looks could be deceiving.

"I know you're there," The onna spoke as her silver eyes bore into his onyx ones. "I suggest you reveal yourself now." Her tone was serious as she took a fighting stance. In her hands a staff appeared, and the tip of it began to glow a bright white, casting away the nearby shadows and revealing Vegeta.

He smirked in approval as his eyes ran over her figure in appreciation. If he wasn't mated, then he would gladly have taken this onna for his own. He heard her question him for his name, but he ignored her as he slowly circled her form. His eyes continuously ran over her figure. She was in shape, and she was obviously more powerful than normal humans, but just how powerful? He tried to sense her ki earlier, but she didn't register on even the lowest of levels. It was as if she wasn't even real.

"If you are done eyeing me like I am a piece of meat," her voice broke his concentration, and he couldn't help but chuckle at the fire brewing behind her tone. "State your business."

"I'm hunting," Vegeta answered with a shrug. He came to a stop in front of her and crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes shone in approval as the woman took a fighting stance and her staff suddenly shifted to the shape of a scythe. Vegeta immediately powered up to SSJ2 and, using his natural speed, pinned her to the nearest building. The force of impact caused the foundation of the building behind her to crack, but she refused to cry out in pain.

Knocking her staff to the side, Vegeta was sure he had her, but a sudden burning at his stomach had him jumping back. Her hands had become engulfed in flames. So she wanted to play? A giant ball of flames came hurtling his way, but he easily avoided it. When he looked to where he had seen her last, she was gone. Blinking in confusion, his green eyes scanned the surrounding area. He couldn't sense her ki, so he would have to track her in other ways.

Closing his eyes, Vegeta allowed his ears and nose to do the work for him. He grinned as he anticipated her next move. He fazed out of sight as her hand came flying at him from behind. He appeared behind her and grabbed her arm, twisting it behind her back while his other arm hooked around her throat in a choke hold.

"Let me go!" She demanded as she struggled in his hold, and Vegeta had to admit that he was enjoying this a little too much. He had to remind himself that she was for the brat and that he was happily mated to Bulma. When she brought her other hand back to hit him, he caught it and ki banded her wrists together. All the while, she was cursing him in what appeared to be several languages, some of which he knew were not ones from earth. Spinning her around, he began his up close inspection. First he tugged at her hair, ensuring that the length was real and was somewhat surprised that it was. Next he noted her mouth and how her lips were plump and that she had all her teeth. If she had been a street whore on the side working for a hit, then it was unlikely her teeth would be as healthy as they were.

His eyes momentarily caught onto the sigil burning brightly on her brow, but knew questioning her at the moment was pointless. Next he reached out and grabbed onto one of her breasts, it felt real.

"YOU ASSHOLE!" She screamed in common tongue, and Vegeta became very familiar with her knee as it met his groin unexpectedly. The air seemed to rush out of his lungs as he hit the ground on both knees, his hands cupping his crotch. He cringed when he tried to straighten, and was forced to stay on his knees. Taking advantage of his predicament, Cosmos kicked out with her right foot, slamming the tip of her shoe into his face. The satisfying sound of bone breaking echoed through the air.

"You broke my fucking nose!" Vegeta cursed as blood poured down his face.

"You fucking deserved it," She shouted right back. Electricity sparked in her hands and ran up and down her arms as her anger got the better of her. "Who the hell do you think you are anyway?"

"Prince Vegeta of the Saiyans," Vegeta snapped as he finally stood while cupping his bloody nose. "And you are coming with me."

"Over my dead body," She snapped.

"Not possible," Vegeta shook his head. "I need you alive." With that said, he summoned all of his power in order to transform to his strongest level. The ground began to shake as his screams rang through the air. His power level skyrocketed as his body began to morph and change to accommodate the sudden power shift.

Only when his power level crested did he send out a familiar ki signal to summon Kakarot. Vegeta grinned as the silver haired woman stared at him in shock. His transformation had left the surrounding area in turmoil. The pavement was destroyed and the buildings were cracked. Glass littered the ground from nearby windows, and in all honesty, Vegeta felt fucking great. This was proving to be way more entertaining than he originally planned.

Kakarot suddenly appeared next to the onna, making her jump in surprise.

"Vegeta, you okay?" Goku questioned in honest concern.

"No, knock her out!" Vegeta ordered as he pointed towards the silver haired onna.

"What the hell?" She all but screamed in surprise as both men seemed to disappear at once. A chill swept up her spine, and it was by dumb luck that she was able to dodge one fist coming at her. "To hell with this!" She yelled as she turned to run. The short guy cut her off and she nearly ran straight into him.

"Deadly Scream," She yelled as Pluto's staff appeared in her hands. Thankfully, she was close enough that the attack hit home, slamming into the man's stomach and sending him flying back. Her grin melted from her face, however, when the man stood up seemingly unscathed.

"Shit…."

"Do it now, Kakarot!" Vegeta all but yelled as he noticed the other Saiyan IT behind the girl.

"Sorry about this," A cheerful voice spoke up from behind her. She had only a moment to turn and glance at her attacker before his fist connected with the back of her head. Darkness consumed her as she fell to the ground in a crumpled heap.

"Well done, Kakarot," Vegeta grinned as he allowed his power to melt away. Once the shift to his normal form was complete, Vegeta sent a ki signal out to the others who had been on their way, signaling them to return home.

"So who is she?" Goku questioned as Vegeta scooped up the girl. "A new enemy?"

"No," Vegeta's grin grew wider and more dark. "Meet Trunks' new mate."


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Please don't kill me! This is seriously the fault of the two people mentioned earlier. If you want to kill anyone, kill them! This will be a three shot at max, and I assure you this will get finished because I can promise you that I will be bugged like crazy until this is done. Haha, that doesn't mean you are allowed to read this and skip out without reviewing. If you want to see some of MegaKat's smut in this story, you have to get to the next chapter. The only way to get to the next chapter is to… yes! REVIEW!

Sesshy's Mistress

Next Time: Trunks finds himself locked in a room with a woman who his father has kidnapped. To make it worse, she is pissed and ready to rip apart anything in her way, possibly even him. WillTrunks survive? Will Vegeta get his grandbrat? Will Goku ever help Vegeta again after this? Find out next time!