"Glad we could make it," Vegeta said as he powered up with Bulma powering up as well. Frieza made with his slender feminine like hands and the soldiers that stood around him charged on the pair of fighters. Bulma lifted her right hand, her palm glowing red as she powered up her energy blast.

"Stop!" she yelled as the energy left her hand, the blast hitting the large army before them. It vaporized the army leaving nothing behind, not a body part or even grass for that matter. Frieza continued to smirk, his deep purple lips twisted cruelly. "What's so funny?" Bulma growled taking a step forward as the wind blew across the plain, blowing her lavender pony tailed hair.

"Funny?" the small lizard like being inquired, his smirk growing wider. "Nothing's funny." The creature powered up as well, but as it powered up it's body changed, the air around them growing tight with energy as lighting crackled around the tyrant. When the clouds cleared a very different Frieza stared at them through the same purple eyes, but he was smaller and thinner. He was pale white with little in the way of armor, in fact he seemed less powerful than the first form where he was covered in armor from head to toe. A bright purple covered most of the top of his head, almost like a bald spot, while two other purple spots sat on his shoulders like pads.

Vegeta stood straighter as Frieza blasted him with several baseball sized blasts, each one being deflected with ease like swatting flies that irritated someone trying to enjoy a meal. Just as Vegeta began to get bored, Frieza attacked, springing forward at the Saiyan prince. Thus began the fight that the pair would never forget. Vegeta and Frieza fought , punches flying as well as kicks, the movements so fast that it didn't look like they were really moving. Neither of them seemed nervous or uncertain of who would win. Both seemed confident in their powers and fighting technique. After watching for what like felt like hours Bulma she had had enough watching and entered the fight from behind Frieza, who was so intently concentrating on Vegeta at the time that he was knocked to the ground by Bulma's blow to the back of his head.

The tyrant threw a glare at the female as she smirked back at him, no fear in her blue orbs that stared back at him. No, there was only hate in those ice blue orbs. Vegeta floated above him on the other side while the tyrant stood on the ground between the two fighters. Another wind blew around them, only the humanoid fighters having the hair to blow with it. Frieza flew at them at that moment, his body disappearing before reappearing before the Saiyan, his tail swinging out to wrap around the other male. Vegeta took that as an advantage as he used the leg without a tail to do a roundhouse kick. The tyrant was quickly thrown off, his body thrown like a rag doll into a nearby cliff. He hit it like a ton of bricks thought, the cliff crumbling on impact.

When Frieza emerged from the smoke all three just hovered, all of them assessing each other warily and at the same time with interest.

"You two have grown increasingly stronger." Vegeta and Bulma said nothing, but their eyes narrowed at the calm of his voice. "Come, join me and you can rule universe at my side." The lavender haired teen looked to Vegeta with a look of incredulous at the words coming from the tyrant before them. Vegeta shrugged because that had been how the

"Iie," Vegeta growled and Bulma nodded in agreement.

One - Something's got to give

"Why would we want to join an onore (bastard) like you?" Bulma asked with venom in her voice. Frieza's red eyes narrowed as he looked between the pair of fighters, shocked at their lack of fear. He would never show his shock though because that would mean giving them an edge and that was the last thing that the fighters before him needed.

"Because you can join me or join Hell!" Frieza yelled instead as he flew at them.

Two - Something's got to give

"Well, see you in Hell then," they yelled in unison as they rushed back at him. Fists began to fly as the trio went at it again. Bulma was knocked back, but as soon as she was out Vegeta took her place, the pair interchanging as the tyrant fighting them continued without pausing to catch a breath. Letting out a scream of anger and frustration the small lizard like creature sent out a blast of pure energy, the wave of power knocking the pair of fighters out of the skies.

Three - Something's got to give

As they were rushing to fight the tyrant again several voices yelled out, "You can't fight without your friends!" Frieza, Vegeta, and Bulma all glanced down at the people below them. Goku stood there with the rest of the Z warriors. Freiza realized that the pair of fighters that had been battling him just moments before were now distracted so taking that into account he powered up quickly, his pointer now tipped with a little red ball. Bulma turned just in time to see the beam leave his finger. Looking at where it was pointed she rushed at the Saiyan prince.

Now

"Iieeeee," Bulma screamed as she shoved Vegeta out of the air. Vegeta turned in just enough time to see the beam hit Bulma square in the chest. It all happened so fast and yet for all those watching it seemed to go in slow motion as the beam hit the lavender haired beauty, the look of shock on her face transforming to a blank stare.

Let the bodies hit the floor

"BULLMMMAAAA," Vegeta yelled as the beam exited her back, blood flying everywhere, onto him and onto the people below them. Vegeta couldn't move as Bulma's body fell from the skies before it landed with a soft thud on the ground below him. Goku stared at the body of his oldest friend, her hair becoming stained with her blood. The ground below her began to turn a thick dark red.

Push me again

Yamcha watched, his black eyes mesmerized by his girlfriend's broken body as the small female's form shook with coughing. Vegeta's black cold orbs turned to look at Frieza's uncaring ones. No one moved as the air grew heavy from the anger shaking the Saiyan prince's muscular form.

"Ooops," Frieza said coldly. "She took that to heart," he said before laughing, his cackle only making Vegeta even more pissed. Vegeta growled low in his throat and Frieza could of sworn his eyes flashed turquoise, but only for a second. "She was only a woman, Vegeta and a human female at that." Vegeta's brows came down further, his eyes glittering with hate.

Skin against skin blood and bone

You're all by yourself but you're not alone

Goku watched in awe as Vegeta's aura became darker with each passing moment, the darkness of it drowning out all the color around him as black lightening crackled around his form. He didn't know who Vegeta was, but judging by the way he was acting he could tell that he cared deeply, no, he loved Bulma. Goku glanced at Yamcha who was watching Vegeta as well. Goku could tell that Yamcha knew as well, the human fighter saying nothing as they all watched the black haired fighter square off against the tyrant that had just killed Bulma.

You wanted in now you're here

"Only...a...woman?" he ground out, his body shaking with the anger cooped up in his muscular body. "You fucking son of a bitch!" Vegeta's flame styled hair blazed with gold as his aura glittered like the sun before returning to darkness. Frieza moved back in fear and awe at Vegeta's escalating power, the red eyes of the tyrant growing wide in fear. Within the blink of an eye Vegeta stood in front of a shocked Frieza, his eyes a cold tourquise as he reached out to take hold of Frieza's arms, his fingers digging into the white appendages. As his fingers dug into the pale flesh purple liquid leaked out, the tyrant in his grasp wincing, but not crying out until Vegeta ripped off his arms from their sockets.

A scream tore forth from his throat as purple blood spewed out and onto the fighters below. The tyrant's cry of pain was ignored by those around him as his arms were tossed to the ground below him, but the fighters couldn't ignore as the Saiyan prince then grabbed the white skinned lizard-like creature by his thick throat. They watched in disgust as Vegeta grabbed the tail that attempted to hit him, his fingers gripping it as power crackled at his finger tips.

"Remember a long time ago, when I was young and you punished me by pulling off my tail?"

Driven by hate consumed by fear

Frieza stared up a Vegeta, his eyes filled with pain as he knew what the Saiyan was about to do. "Well now you will know how that feels." Vegeta yanked and in one swift, non too gentle movement ripped Frieza's tail off. Again blood came spurting out. He then turned his attention to his legs and in one move tore those off as well before once again turning his cold green eyes to the red frightened ones. "You killed the only person to ever love me for who I was," he whispered harshly, "My true love, my one true Mate."

Let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor

He then stuck his fist through Frieza's chest and pulled out it's heart, purple blood flowed down his arm, mixing with the purple blood from Zarbon who had also died at his hands for insulting the female that now lay dead below them. Vegeta, grasping the lizard tyrant by his thick neck still, then blew up the lizard in front of him, splattering blood and body parts onto the people below him before flying down to Bulma's still form, the Z Warriors watching, and took her as he flew off into distance. Goku smiled because he knew that Bulma was safe while the others, minus Yamcha, looked to Goku as if he were crazy for letting the male take their friend's body.

Vegeta dropped down several miles later so that he could check her wound, knowing that it was fatal and she would eventually pass on. Just then Bulma opened her eyes and looked up at him, her blue eyes glazed slightly from the loss of blood.

"Vegeta?" she murmured, her eyes bright with tears now as she felt the chill enter her body. She could tell by the look in those turquoise eyes that the end was near and that there was nothing they could do to stop it. She was proud of the fact that the male before her had achieved something he had told her about once, Super Saiyan.

"Hai, O-Bulma." It was nice to hear her name on his lips, the small lavender haired woman smiling at him for doing it.

"I'm gonna die," Bulma stated flatly as some blood leaked down her cheek from her eye. He reached up to wipe it away, the blood smearing over her cheek.

"Hai," Vegeta said, his heart breaking at the sight of her small face staring up at him with love as her skin lightened and her breath slowed, her lips turning lighter as well.

"I.. love... you... Veggie-chan," she whispered, her eyes glazing over with the veil of Death. "Forever," she gasped with her last breath.

"Iieeeeee," Vegeta yelled into the night time air as he pulled her bloodied body closer, the blood of his love leaking on him, but that didn't even stop him from crushing her to him as tears spilled down his cheeks. Her blood soaked hair blew in the wind as the clouds darkened the skies. It was as if the Earth could feel his pain at the loss of his loved one that he had never even had time to give his love.

Up in the clouds above the grieving Saiyan as he held Bulma close to him a group of assorted persons watched. One sat there eating a chicken leg, his eyes full of disinterest while a large feline felt tears enter his eyes watching the young life that had been extinguished. A dark skinned male that looked like someone from Aladdin's time stood there openly weeping at the love that had not been allowed to flower while his companion, a Namekian, stood there with emotions flooding his eyes.

"That is true love," Mr. PoPo said as he looked down at them, tears sliding down his face as he sighed. The others, besides the male eating his food, nodded in understanding. The Namekian, Kami by name, nodded as he looked to the darkening skies.

"Hai, it is," Kami said as his eyes glowed, "and it will be given a second chance." Mr. PoPo. the dark skinned heavy set male, looked to Kami in confusion. "I will allow her to come back without the assistance of the Dragonballs, just this once though."

On Earth night had fallen, the stars above a sleeping male twinkling as the full moon shined brightly like the sun. Vegeta awoke from sleep, a feeling of loss filling his heart and making him uneasy. Looked around him felt the unease grow stronger. 'Something is not right.' He looked beside him and noticed that Bulma was gone. 'How does as dead body disappear?' He got up from the ground and began to search for the missing woman. 'Where is she?' Suddenly he heard a soft voice, a feminine voice that was drifting through the breeze.

"This kiss, this kiss..." Vegeta headed toward the soft female voice. "It's the way you love me..." The Saiyan walked a few feet until he came to some bushes, the woman's voice still singing softly. Pushing the bushes out of his way he found himself standing before a lake, where Bulma was bathing, her pale skin glowing in the moonlight. She turned to look in his direction at the sound of the foliage being pushed to the side and his breath caught at the sight of her perfect breasts glistening with water. Her breasts were the perfect size, her nipples standing at attention from the cold night. "Vegeta," she whispered, beckoning his with a wave of her hand.

He took no time taking off his clothes and approached the water where Bulma swam to meet him. Her face blushing a bright red as she captured his right hand in his, the large male moving to join her in the cool waters of the lake. "Vegeta," she whispered again before kissing his bloody hand, some of his skin covered in the blood from her death. Had he died? Was he in heaven now with the mate that he had thought gone?

"How?" he breathed out. Bulma shrugged, her eyes staring into his.

"I don't know, but I don't care either." Vegeta pulled her close and kissed her, her soft lips melting into his as their bodies touched. They stood like that for what seemed like hours before parting for breath, their lips just inches apart as their foreheads touched. His black orbs stared at hers in awe. One of his hands reached up to touch her face, caressing the soft skin of his beloved. His other hand slowly slide up her cool skin toward her breasts before his fingers teased the nipple into a harder nub. "Ohhh," she moaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "T-that feels g-gooood." Vegeta bent his head down at that moment to take the forgotten nipple in his mouth. As his tongue traced around it his lips suckled it. The feeling of those two motions caused Bulma's body to spasm as pleasure rippled through her small form.

The blue haired heiress tugged on his dark flame styled hair, tugging his head as close as she could to let him know that she wanted him to continue. The pleasure was unreal. She had never felt this need for anyone, this want to allow anyone this close to her.

"B-Buma," Vegeta groaned as he took the other nipple into his mouth, his fingers finding the opposite one. He continued this for a minutes before his free hand traveled down her stomach, the small woman under him twitching, and into the water around them. His finger found her womanhood and began to rub her erotically, causing her to whimper as the pleasurable feeling grew in her lower half. Turned on more he stuck one of his fingers into her, the blue haired female arching against his finger.

"V-Vegeta," she whimpered as he stuck in another finger. "Please," she begged, even if she was unsure of what she wanted him to do. She wanted that feeling to continue, but she wasn't sure what she wanted from him even if her body somehow knew. Vegeta pulled her to shore and slide down her until he found the source of her pleasure before sliding his tongue into her. Bulma's body twitched and writhed, arching off of the sandy bank they lay on. She scratched his back and pulled at his hair as the pleasure built up, her body arching away from his mouth and back toward it before the orgasm hit her full on. Vegeta kissed her as she let out little mews of approval before positioning himself above her.

"Bulma, this may hurt." The small heiress nodded before Vegeta slid himself into her, inch by inch to allow the virgin under him to grow used to his size. The moon watched as the young lovers came together several more times that night before collapsing next to each other in an exhausted heap.

Nine months later...

Bulma looked fondly at the tiny bundle in her arms, the lavender haired baby smiling up at them as his blue eyes blinked in wonder at the world around him. Vegeta looked over her shoulder and grunted.

"He has lavender hair," he stated, his tone of disapproval before he continued, "like a girl." Bulma smacked him with her free arm as their son laughed.

"My dad had lavender hair when he was young so shut up!" Bulma smiled at her son. "Trunks, you look just like your father so don't let him bother you with all his tough talk about looking like a girl." Vegeta just grunted, but he smiled down at his son and mate.

'I truly do love this Onna, even if I would never tell her that.'