friends anymore. Everytime a boy came over, particularly the young ones, she would bound right up to them, introducing herself and being very flirtatious. Bulma even chastised
her for this one or twice, which only caused Bulla to growl low at her. Vegeta would glance over alarmed. Then she started getting into fights. She knocked out a girl at school. She got into a
fistfight with a teacher. She was expelled from school. Bulma wanted to punish her. Vegeta told her not to, it wouldn't solve anything.
"Since when are YOU The nice parent?"
"I'm not. I resent that very much. But what our daughter is going through is what every Saiyan girl goes through. It would be difficult to hold her truly responsible for her actions." With that he
walked up to her room. She was sitting on the bed. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw Vegeta. She glanced uneasily at his belt which her behind was uncomfortably familiar
with.
"Daddy, listen-"
"No, you listen." He sat down beside her. "Relax. You need to know something. Something about your race. We are not very far removed from our animal ancestors, perhaps only by thirty
generations. We are not like humans. And at a special time in her life a Saiyan girl begins to feel a longing she can't quite control."
"A...a longing?"
"Yes. She also becomes suspicious of other women. She seeks dominance by instigating fights. And at the end of this cycle she will find an appropriate life-mate."
Bulla nodded. "So, that's what I'm going through?"
"Yes. You're towards the end of the cycle. And I choose to turn a blind eye towards what happens next." He left the room. Bulla knew what her father meant. She laid down on the bed. She felt it.
She rolled around and bit her lip so hard it started to bleed. She didn't want a "life-mate." She didn't. Oh, G-d, who was she kidding? She hadn't been able to stop thinking about men for weeks. It was a call as strong as the race whose blood she carried and as ancient as the long-dead planet from whence they came. Goten. She knew she had to get to him. She snuck out the window and began to fly. She landed at his house and knocked on the door. He answered.
"Hey B-"
She kissed him. He grabbed her hands and pushed her away.
"What was that?"
"I need you. I want you inside of me. Please."
"Wow." He said. "I don't know what to say."
She knocked him down on the floor, more insistent this time. She pulled down his pants while simutaneously kissing his neck. He moaned and pulled up her shirt. She rolled over, with him
on top of her. He pinned her down and pulled down her pants and panties. Bulla screamed in ecstasy, sweet release, as he penetrated her. After the ending of their love making they
lay together on the floor, their necks bleeding from the bites they had inflicted on one another during their ferocious, Saiyan cradled his life-mate instinctively, protectively. She
nestled into his embrace. Between them a life came to be.