A/n A big thank you to hannabelllecter for helping me edit this chapter your the best
The Way To His Heart
Chapter 1- Food wars
Gine was a Saiyan woman known as a "defect" by her fellow Saiyans. She had slipped through the net somehow and had never been sent off Planet Vegeta for her weak power level and passive nature.
Although, the woman did have a usefulness to her. She was able to use her minimal skills to hunt down meat and gather resources for her people. Her cooking was well known on the planet and she became a cook for her people. She had the assistance of other Saiyans who were in a similar situation as her, there were women who were too pregnant to battle helping her out the best they could.
Gine knew she was fortunate to have this life but she knew there were things she could never have.
Gine was on her way to receive her cooking orders, when a group of Saiyans ran past her toward where the space pods were kept. She knew they must be off on one of their mission to destroy a race or planet for the Frieza empire.
She had never liked destruction and she didn't have much fighting instinct but kept that to herself. Everyone saw her as a defect anyway, so if she told anyone that she might actually be killed. She tried minding her own business as she kept walking but a well-built, tall warrior with spiky hair and a scar under his eye stopped in his tracks and looked to her.
"You there! Why aren't you running toward a space pod, did you not get your orders?" he loudly questioned.
His voice was rough and that of a well-seasoned warrior, and he wore green armour with a matching scouter.
"That's causeā¦," Gine stammered nervously.
The male looked annoyed by her nervous nature and was clearly growing irritated.
"There is no time for this warrior, I'll just take you in my space pod," he yelled.
He looked at her in frustration and in a rush picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder and ran towards the pod.
"You don't understand...," she called in a panic, "you're making a big mistake here!"
"Just be quiet, warrior! King Vegeta, himself, is under siege off world! All of us must go to reinforce him and put an end to the insolent race trying to kill him!" he bellowed.
She growled as he shoved her into his pod and proceeded to climb in, crushing her into the seat with his back. Before she could tell him who she was, she felt the pod lift off. Gine looked around to see what the man was doing as she started to feel something make her sleepy. Her head began to drop sleepily on the warrior's shoulder, as he crossed his arms to get more comfortable.
After all, the pods were designed so the Saiyans could travel in the vastness of space quickly yet peacefully.
BOOM!
The pod landed on the world, the sudden jolt woke the Saiyan male up and he elbowed the woman behind him to wake her up.
"We're here, get up and get ready to fight," he demanded.
Gine opened her black eyes and yelled, "That is what I was trying to tell you! I can't fight!"
Bardock blinked looking over the warrior closely. He'd seen her before but where? Then it dawned on him and he growled.
"You're that defect right?" he asked annoyed. "We've got no time to take you back now. Just stick close by, defect, and I'll make sure you don't get hurt."
He grabbed her hands and pulled her out off the space pod, cursing himself for bringing the most infamous weakling in their race into battle by accident. She panicked as he dragged her into the ongoing battle. He began to fight the alien race while she stood by watching in fear. Even when an alien came toward her, all Gine could do was simply put her hands up to protect herself. Her lack of fighting instincts showing in full force to the enemies. Luckily for her, the male Saiyan used his strong elbow to crush the aliens skull that had rushed towards her.
Her eyes widened at the fearsome warrior before her as he stared at her hateful.
"You really are a defect," he hissed.
It went on like that for awhile until the battle wore down. Bardock took Gine toward the other warriors who sat battle worn, wiping the blood and sweat off their faces. The King sat not too far, laughing over his victory.
"What a battle! Although, I've grown hungry," the mighty King roared.
He looked around and to his surprise he saw his planet's most famous non-combatant but equally famous cook.
Having had tasted her cooking before, he pointed to her and said, "Gine, my dearest, what on Vegeta-sei are you doing here?"
His tone was light and friendly, surprising the little Saiyan woman.
"It was a misunderstanding sire," she replied nervously with a bow.
The King knew her well after having had her cook for his pregnant wife. She had some protection on Planet Vegeta because of him but she was still mocked and made fun of, which he could care less about that.
"Well, however you got here, I want you to use your cooking skills to create a feast for my troops. Gather and use the aliens if you must!" he demanded.
She jumped as she quickly put her fist over her chest and bowed again. "Yes sire," she replied softly.
Gine rushed off to begin doing as she was ordered and Bardock scoffed as she ran past him. He'd seen the weak, little thing in battle and there was no way she could possibly be useful to anyone even with such a simple task.
"Why are you scoffing 3rd class warrior?" The King asked annoyed.
Bardock watched as the King stood up and eyed the lower class warrior up and down.
"I've just seen that pathetic excuse of a woman be a defenceless mess in a fight, it was disgusting," he replied honestly.
Everyone went silent as the King laughed but smirked at Bardock's bold reply. "Well, guess what? You'd better make sure she comes back here to feed us. You've just earned yourself the job of protecting her from harm until we get home."
Bardock bristled, a frown appearing on his scared face at knowing he couldn't refuse his King. He waved a hand as if to blow off the order while the other Saiyans laughed at him for being the unlucky bastard to be stuck looking after a defect like Gine. He placed his hands onto his armour as he began to sniff out the woman's scent.
He saw her dragging a few heavy bodies into a pile, panting from the strain. "You're not very strong are you, defect?" he mocked with a smirk.
She turned to him, her chest rising up and down quickly from the exertion. She glared daggers at the warrior as returned to her task. "Why are you here?" she asked, her voice clearly indicating how exhausting the heavy lifting was.
"The King has deemed me your protector until we get back to Planet Vegeta, I don't even know why he thinks you're worth protecting," he scoffed.
There was a tone of spite aimed towards her, she was used to it though. She had made her pile of bodies and was ready to take them back to where the other Saiyans were. Hopefully they would be patient enough to let her clean and cook the meal.
"The King sees value in my cooking skills, I make delicious food and it is what keeps warriors like you going," she snapped. She was beginning to get tired of hearing his voice and his constant insults.
She finished her current task and sniffed around hoping to pick up the scent of anything that would pair well with the pile of bodies.
The other warrior crossed his arms staying quiet now, it seemed her words had finally shut him up. He stood close to her as she sniffed the air and Gine growled.
"Don't get too close, you'll overpower the scent," she snapped angrily. She unfurled her tail from around her waist and swatted it against him, only for him to laugh at her feeble attempt at hurting him.
"Does the King really like you? Do you put yourself out to him in order to keep yourself from being sent off-world? I mean, how did you even slip through the system?" he questioned harshly. "Someone like you should have been sent off world as a child."
Gine hissed and turned on him in an instant. She finally snapped, showing him the true Saiyan nature she didn't even know lay dormant within her. "I've had enough of you! All you've done is drag me into a battle I didn't belong in, call me a 'defect,' and now you say I'm sleeping with the King to keep myself from being sent off-world?!"
She moved to stand in front of him, her tail upright and its hair standing on end like an angry cat. Bardock only laughed harder at her attempt to look intimidating to him.
"Are you seriously accusing me of having an affair with a married man, The King, who is married to the most powerful female warrior our kind has ever seen? Do you even hear yourself?! What makes you think he's interested in me?" she asked while never breaking eye contact with him, her eyes unleashing her wrath through her heated glare.
"No male would be interested in the likes of me! Just because I can't fight and don't have the heart for it, doesn't mean it's a bad thing. I like being different from you brutes!" she panted, with her tail still bristling and her fist clenched tightly by her sides.
She knew there was no point in saying more to the likes of him. He would never understand her, none of them would.
She stormed off, desperately wanting to get away from him only to have him follow close behind He knew if he let her get hurt he'd likely be killed.
"Shouldn't you take what you've gathered back before you hunt some more?" Bardock asked curiously.
Gine huffed, obviously annoyed as she came across some interesting plants. She ignored Bardock while she sniffed the plants, trying to figure out their flavour or how she could use it in her cooking. However, the scent of one particular plant tickled the pleasure centre of her brain, and she began to feel a sense of lust overcome her body. She picked up the plant and began grinding some of it up and putting into her pocket. This was another plant that would be better suited as a spice for her cooking.
"No, if I take what I have it will be eaten raw and I want to make something tasty. Just let me do my task as I was ordered," replied Gine without glancing at him.
He smelt something in the air that was appeasing but he had no idea what it was. He watched her tail sway around jovially and he turned his back walking toward the pile, kicking it to make sure nothing was alive in there. After all, the third class warrior didn't want any surprises, but as he kicked the pile in different places he heard Gine scream and a voice came through his scouter screaming, "Die Saiyan scum!"
Bardock whipped around and saw a member of the alien race on top of Gine and holding her throat. The alien extended a sharp blade out of its skin and was moments away from plunging it down into her.
Even with King Vegeta's order looming over him, seeing that alien over her like that caused him to react instantly.
He saw her trying to get loose. She at least didn't want to die but she didn't have heart or strength to fight back. Bardock growled and kicked the alien off her, beating it down mercilessly with a series of punches, harder and harder. Gine sat watching with wide eyes, she felt a little shocked by what just happened but she watched the beating with mild interest. She had never before witnessed a man exhibit such brutal force on another being with such hate and anger.
She watched Bardock beat the alien mercilessly as its life began to wither away, the pounding of its flesh only stopped when the alien stop movement. Bardock breathed heavily then looked over to her, seeing that the alien's blood had splattered onto her.
"Are you unharmed?" he asked, his voice coated in concern.
She nodded, unable to speak as he stood tall, sniffing the air for any more signs of danger while he basked in the pleasurable victory that stirred something primitive up inside of him.
"Get what you need and let's get back to the others," he ordered with a 'no nonsense tone of voice.
Gine didn't move though, she appeared to be completely spaced out from having witnessed such as brutal beating. Bardock grunted in annoyance and knelt down to her level to be face to face with her. He noticed the spaced out look in her eyes and she flinched when his hand touched her cheek to wipe the blood from her.
"The danger is gone now. Did you think I would disobey my orders?" he replied uncomfortably.
She felt his hand on her skin, gently wiping her face of the blood splatter and she blinked a few times, slowly coming out of her daze as she reached for his sides and gripped him to steady her fear induced shaking. Bardock didn't know what got him riled up before but with her this close he felt something he had never felt with another woman.
"Let's just get our job done," he demanded as he pulled away.
She nodded and stood up on trembling legs, she was such a timid Saiyan that seeing someone die actually affected her in such a manner. She gathered what she needed and took what she could of the pile, but was surprised when she saw Bardock talking the rest.
"Well you did say it was better to take it all together," he replied nonchalantly when he noticed the way she looked at him.
They moved again, carrying their load back to the other Saiyans. The two put the supplies down and Bardock crossed his arms over his chest as the woman panted. Gine saw some of the Saiyan army coming to get the food, but Bardock surprisingly warned them off for her.
"Let her do what she needs first!" he snapped irritably.
His tail swayed and bobbed angrily, showing he'd challenge any of them who dare try and get past him.
Fasha watched him take his roll of protecting that weak thing too seriously and she began to feel jealously run through her. For years now she'd tried to make Bardock hers and he refused or ignored her at every turn.
Gine gathered what she needed to cut the meat from the bones, grateful that she kept a little, sharp knife for such things. Once the meat was cut she made a primitive cooking pit, adding the meat to it and then the spices.
She watched the meat cook and saw the Saiyans already forming a line and, of course, the King was at the front. The smell over took them all, causing a mass growl of stomachs to be heard and she gave the King the first piece of cooked meat once it was ready. He tasted it, intrigued by the unique flavour she was able to accomplish just by using what scraps were at available on the now, almost dead planet.
"Hmm prefect as usual! Men, get your food," he commanded between bites.
The King took his food and sat down and soon all the others followed suit, even Bardock had taken a seat on the ground and began to eat. She took some meat as he gestured for her to join him and paused for a brief moment, putting her finger up to say, 'gave me a moment.' She took the spice that she had found earlier, the spice that gave her that strange, pleasurable feeling, and put it on the piece of meat she had.
Bardock had already eaten his food by the time she sat down. She held the meat in her hands out towards him with a smile, hoping he accepted her offer.
"I made you something special for saving me before. Even if you've been nothing but an ass to me, I am grateful to be alive," she blushed softly.
Bardock took the meat as she knelt in front of him, waving her tail with anticipation. Fasha Sat next to him, eyeing the scene that she considered a disgusting display on the 'defect's' behalf.
He ate the meat curiously, biting off a large chunk and instantly began to savour the flavour. It tasted nothing like the meat he had just had from her. No, there was something strange about this meat. His eyes grew wide as he felt his heart begin to race. The food was delicious but there something different about it.
Ba-dum!
He looked to her, this food made him feel something he had never felt before. Happiness, serenity, lust and worst of all - the need to mate. Not just to mate for sexual release but for the purpose of satisfying his most basic instincts to pass on his bloodline, to protect and provide, and for the unyielding companionship that would come from choosing a female.
"Is it good? " she asked, her eyes glowing in anticipation.
Ba-dum!
He turned to look at her but before he had a chance to say anything, Fasha began to act up.
"Hey, defect, what are you even doing?" Fasha asked annoyed with a tone dripping in jealousy.
Gine blinked, her face showing her obvious confusion, as the other woman got up and kicked her down.
"Are you trying to steal my mate?" she asked fiercely.
The King was far too distracted to bother with something so minimal, after all, if some women were fighting over a domination issue he wasn't going to stop it.
"I just wanted to thank him...," she replied nervously.
Fasha got on her, holding her in dominion. "He was only doing what was ordered of him. He cares nothing for you," she growled lowly.
She continued to look over the over female in disgust and said, "Why are you wearing armour when you can't fight? You're no Saiyan, you shouldn't wear armor."
Fasha had to teach her a lesson, so she reached to her armor and pulled off her top in one swift motion to reveal Gine's small chest.
Fasha laughed at her heartily now that she held armor out of Gine's reach. She allowed her to get up and Gine covered herself desperately with her arms.
"Even your body is pathetic! Did you think you could win him from me with a body like that?" she continued mocking in amusement.
Gine pushed her off the rest of the way and ran away from the scene, holding her arms over her chest in humiliation. She shouldn't have tried to get close to any of those warriors, she shouldn't have tried to mess with them.
Bardock watched the whole thing unfold, up until Gine had run away from Fasha. He didn't mind telling Fasha the truth, especially when it was a truth involving him. Therefore, he shoved Fasha down, her eyes dropping to a seductive gaze, before he took the armour away from her.
"You are not my mate. I have no interest in you at all," he snapped coldly.
"What? Are you interested in...in the DEFECT?" she all but yelled in shocked.
He eyed her up and down before he began to walk off with Gine's armour in hand.
"So what if am?" he called back over his shoulder, "It's no concern of yours either way."
As he walked he began to wonder what was wrong with him. He was used to not needing anything from anyone but now he wanted to be with a woman, but not just any woman.
'Is food all it takes for me to get riled up enough over a female to want to mate?' he questioned himself internally.
He found her kicking his pod, screaming for it to open as she used her arms to hide her bare chest. He flung her armour towards her, aiming it perfectly to land at her feet, and turned his back to her.
"There is your armour. Don't worry I ain't looking," he said plainly.
Gine snatched the armour up quickly and pulled it on. She felt a little better with it on, but she couldn't help but wonder why he had come here to her. She had begun feeling lustful for him since she had sniffed the herb and although she had tried her best to hide it, perhaps Fasha had been able to sense it. However, it seemed the urges were coming back in full force now that she was alone with Bardock again.
"Trying to steal my space pod?" he asked amused.
"I'm sick of everything, the constant names and the belittling...maybe it's time I do what everyone wants me to do and leave my own race," she said with her eyes downcast. This life, this sad miserable life, was all she had ever known and maybe it was time to leave it all behind.
She tapped on the pod with furiously, still trying her best to get the damn thing open. "I don't belong to this race, anyway, your mate was right about me," she continued.
"She is not my mate. She just thinks because she has some crush on me that she can claim me as her own," replied Bardock, his voice indicating that he had finally turned around to watch her struggle with the pod.
Gine blinked, only faltering in her movements for a split second, as she continued to try take the space pod.
"I don't care what she is to you, she was right either way," she replied solemnly.
Her scent wafted through the air, filling his senses with her lust for him. The air grew tense between them, both seemingly aware of the sexual tension but doing nothing to acknowledge it until Bardock's need for her had grown to be too much.
"You're talking nonsense, Gine, you do belong here with us," Bardock replied gently.
"This is coming from a man that has done nothing but call me a defect since he met me," she snapped angrily.
He scratched his head as he tried to choose his next words carefully. She was clearly very upset, not just with the situation, but with him as well.
"Well, maybe I've changed my mind about you. Your food made me feel things for you that I've never felt before, it made me... want you," he explained lustfully.
She blinked in confusion as she looked up to him, his form coming closer with the long strides of his legs.
"It wasn't just my orders that made me want to protect you," he continued as stopped right in front of her.
Gine stared at him apprehensively, he had gone from insulting her to...this? She stayed silent trying to process what was happening. Had her food really done this to him?
He cupped her face and made sure he had her undivided attention. "Maybe I should make you mine so I can have that skill of yours all to myself," he whispered in a deep, sensual voice.
Before she could say anything, his lips were against her own causing her lips to tingle from the unexpected sensation. She never thought she'd attract anyone with her lack of fighting skills to impress a potential mate, so to attract someone with her cooking skills seemed almost impossible.
Then again, this man kissing her had been nothing but mean to her all day, he had said equally mean things to her as that over woman.
She gave him a rough shove to his chest and backed away from him, moving away in anger. No matter how turned on she felt at that moment, she still didn't like him.
"You're kidding me, right? You think I'm going to sleep with you cause my food got you all hot and horny? You've called me 'pathetic' and 'a defect' since you dragged me here!" she spat with a sneer.
Gine went to storm off but Bardock grabbed her arm and said, "You are right, I have done that. Yet a female warrior has no appeal to me, while here you stand before me too soft to fight. I don't know, maybe l want someone to protect and give me purpose. It's easy to be cold when it's kill or be killed," Bardock explained while avoiding her eyes uneasily.
He was the kind of man who hid feelings well, so talking about them felt unnatural.
Gine understood the way of the warrior even if she wasn't one herself. It must be a hard life for them all.
He sighed as he pulled her close to him, moving his hands to hold her by the waist.
"I don't even know your name," she finally announced shyly at the realization. She hadn't even heard anyone mention it out loud.
He let out a small chuckle, "3rd class warrior, Bardock, at your service."
She thought some more then looked to him. "Then, what are your intentions, Bardock? Do you want a life with me?" she asked timidly.
He looked at her as she asked the question, perplexed by sudden willingness to be in his arms.
"You mean, do I want you as my wife and mate?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "It that what you want?"
She blushed at his bluntness, which only made him smirk, even the thought of it made her seem soft and passive.
"Well, yes. I've always wanted a mate, I just never thought I could have that kind of life," she replied softly.
He lifted her up into his arms and he kissed her again.
"Well, you're going to have it," he whispered against her lips. He kissed her again and she didn't stop herself from kissing him back this time. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pulled back to look into her eyes.
Bardock kissed her again, a soft peck this time before he made his way over to the pod and entered the code to open it. The door hissed opened and he sat her inside the pod as he took off her armour top again. He moved into the pod and closed the door, it was cramped in the pod but it would have to do.
Gine tried to hide herself from him, feeling self-conscious about her chest and body after what the other Saiyan female had said. Bardock moved her hand from one breast and cupped it in his hand giving her a light squeeze.
"Prefect size," he smirked as she began to blush again.
He began to take off his own armour and helped her undress the rest of the way, the small pod proving to make even the simplest task difficult. He kissed her again as he sat her in his seat, grinning as he kissed her neck and moved his hand over her body. She let out a small gasp and moaned as he continued to feel her body while moving her into the perfect angle to accept his hard member.
He moved her around till he slipped himself inside of her and soon moved her on top of him as he kissed her neck and slid back into the seat.
He moved her hips over him until he felt her reaching her peak but as she did, he bit down on her neck. "Bardock!" she called out in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
He thrust into her harder, chasing his orgasm as well. Once he felt himself beginning to tense for release, he moved her face towards him until she brought her mouth to his neck. He sighed in content as she kissed his neck and bit down, sealing them together as mated couple. Bardock lavished his mate with gentle kisses, promising to get the King to marry them as soon as possible.
A/N there us a reason for Gine and Bardock getting lustful enough to sleep together hint the herb.
