It was hard enough for Vegeta to go a week without knowing who the bastard was that hurt his Bulma. To make matters worse, Bulma was acting strange like she knew what he was up to. That either meant he was more transparent then he thought he was, or that they were getting closer and there was a bond being formed. They hadn't been together that long, and the bond shouldn't have been so far along, it made Vegeta wonder.

He just had to make it one more day, then her parents would be back and he'd get it out of them, but he'd try to get it out of her one more time first, just so he knew he had no other choice than to ask her parents. He would have just asked her straight out but that would just piss her off and he wouldn't get laid that night. So to help his cause he'd just casually bring it up, if she told him then great, if not then he had a back up. So after dinner when she went into her lab he met her down there. He liked to watch her work, he liked to see how smart she was, not that he'd ever admit it.

After a few minutes he went up behind her and hugged her around the waist, she usually jumped but she didn't this time, he frowned slightly and turned her to face him. She was deep in thought, so deep she looked like she was in a trance

"Bulma?" he shook her slightly.

She looked at him and blinked, shaking her head slightly

"Sorry…I just uh…I'm tired….and trying to think, not a great combination of things for me, what did you need?"

She was a little out of it and Vegeta scowled lightly, he could tell she wasn't all herself in that moment, something was off.

"Bulma what's wrong?"

She shook her head

"I just told you Vegeta, tired and trying to think, not a good combo for me, and I've just…I mean…Gah!" she stood up and started pacing the room.

Vegeta just watched her for a few minutes before stopping her, putting his hands on her shoulders.

"Woman, you're making me dizzy, just tell me what's wrong,"

She took a deep breath and looked into his eyes, then said mentally,

'We bonded you know, when we made love the first time, and now I can feel everything you feel, I can sense what you're going to do, and then there's the whole mental communication thing,'

Vegeta just blinked a few times and then frowned, his father had told him that if he ever found someone who was supposed to be his mate, who he was destined to be with that all of those things would happen. He just didn't know how long it was supposed to take for that to happen, he knew it wasn't supposed to happen this quickly, it'd only been a few weeks.

She didn't know how to read the frown and just closed her eyes, biting her lip so hard that some blood trickled down her chin, she didn't even notice. Vegeta's frown deepened when he saw that she had hurt herself. He tilted her head up and waited until she opened her eyes and he gently wiped the blood off her chin

"Woman, I know we bonded, I just didn't know it would progress so quickly. It means you're mine and now you're never getting away from me, that's all," he gently kissed her for a moment and when he pulled away his eyes were serious and hesitant

"So, you know what I'm going to be doing?"

"If you're talking about that whole plan about talking to my parents about the duke, yes I know about it. And I also know there isn't anything I can do to stop you is there?" she looked at him pleadingly, she would usually argue, but she knew once he made his mind up, it'd take a hell of a lot more effort from her to get him to change it.

"No, I don't care how long ago it was, I don't care who it was, he'd going to pay, and if you try to stop me, well I don't see why you would, but in the case that you do, I will probably just put you to sleep in a healing tank and see if it heals your brain," he knew she didn't want him to go, but he just had to.

"Vegeta, please don't go…please don't make me have to…" she was cut off mentally, which sort of pissed her off.

'I'll be fine, just believe in me, because I know I can do it, besides I'm the fiercest warrior in the universe, not to mention the Prince of the most feared race in the galaxy, I have a reputation to uphold,'

She sighed and nodded slightly, then bit her lip again before saying softly

"I um…there's something…I mean…never mind…my parents will be here soon, we should probably go get everything ready for them yes?"

Vegeta almost asked about it, then he used the mental bond they had, she had a few walls up, blocking her memories and thoughts from him, and that made him frown, but since it was new, perhaps he just didn't know how it worked completely yet. Yes that must be it; she wouldn't hide anything from him. She couldn't, not with them bonded like this.

Bulma pulled him upstairs so they could plan, the whole time remembering to keep her memories and thoughts clear from him. She didn't need him to know what was going on just yet. She didn't want him to go out seeking revenge, but if he needed to, well she hated Duke Yamcha. She hated him a lot. She momentarily let her guard down and Vegeta, being as smart as he is, used it to search her mind, finding the name he'd been looking for. When he found it, he stopped her and turned her around.

"Yamcha? That's the duke? The moron who tried to kill your father just a few months ago? The one who…"

"Yes," she cut him off quickly, trying to forget it immediately. She closed her eyes and shook her head, putting her hands over her forehead.

"Damn it, damn this stupid mental bond, I didn't want you to know who it was! Vegeta, that bastard has caused problem after problem, heartache after heartache in my family, my kingdom, my life. I've gone after that son of a bitch several times. He's never in the same place, he's always stronger when I find him, and he always gets the upper hand somehow. He always…always wins," she clenched her teeth together and looked away, it hurt her pride to say that, but it was true. She pulled away from him and using her KI shot straight to the roof of the palace.

She didn't know what to do; she just needed to get out her anger and frustration. She went to the training grounds and started blasting at everything she saw. Anything that moved was either shot at or given a death glare, no one questioned it at all the guards just kept walking, and the medics kept watch out their windows to make sure no one was getting hurt, including Bulma herself. When she couldn't keep going, when she needed to cry she stood still a moment, the quiet creeping up on everyone in ear shot, and she fell to her knees. The memories she'd tried so hard to suppress were now right in front of her eyes, and she couldn't try to hold them back any longer.

She was swept up in the memories. She looked up and saw Vegeta; he almost flinched when he saw the look in her eyes. It was one he used to see in himself, right after his mother was killed. The sadness, the betrayal, the hopelessness, he couldn't help but hold her. He couldn't help but give her the comfort he had once sought. He sat with her on the floor; he pulled her into an embrace and held her while she trembled. He wasn't expecting the flood of memories to come pounding into his mind in that moment. It was almost too much for him.

The room was dark and cold, she couldn't move a muscle. She had been struggling for days to get away from this hell. Everything ached, she'd been hit, kicked, whipped, and ten other things that she couldn't even remember. Her hands and feet were bound, there was a gag in her mouth and when she heard someone coming down the hall way she almost started hyperventilating.

'Oh no…not again, I don't even know who this person is, why are they doing this?' She thought to herself, she would have closed her eyes but the bruise on one and the swelling around the other made it hard to. She heard a voice once the footsteps stopped that sent shivers up and down her spine.

"Well, well, well, you've woken up finally," he sounded bored.

'Y-yamcha?' she thought weakly to herself and gulped, what was he going to do to her that that the others hadn't done already? Why was he doing all this? She had so many questions going through her head, so many which were going to go unanswered she was afraid.

"Poor Princess Bulma…if only you had accepted my invitation to mate, and join kingdoms, then I wouldn't have had to kidnap you. but no, you had to be stubborn about everything that's happened since I've met you,"

Bulma couldn't see him, she knew she didn't want to be able to see him. Wincing slightly as he undid her blindfold and took the gag out of her mouth, she could feel her bottom lip trembling and she was so afraid of what was about to happen. She didn't used to be afraid, pain didn't used to scare her, but this was different.

She whimpered slightly in pain as he touched her bruised side and legs, he moved his hands all over her injuries, not leaving one in peace.

"Such a shame…I guess doing things by force will have to work now, because I will rule that kingdom," he moved his lips very close to her ear, and whispered

"Whether you give me permission or not," she shook her head vehemently, whatever he was going to do, she didn't want any part in it.

"N-no!" she was surprised at how strong her voice was, considering even being beat, she hadn't screamed, talked, or anything like that the whole time. She cried, she let out some quiet, almost silent sobs but that was it.

"Even kidnapped you're as stubborn as ever, aren't you Bulma? Well we'll have to put an end to that, right now," he grabbed her from behind and pulled her so hard her bonds snapped earning a slight groan and a few tears for him. She knew now was her only chance, and she took it, she kicked him the only place she could hit and when he dropped her, she couldn't walk so she crawled under the bed in the room, all the way to the wall, where it touched to the ground. Bulma curled up in a ball and let her tears fall, he'd find her easily, he'd find her and do who knows how many horrible things, the thoughts made her tremble worse than before.

'Mama, papa I'm s-so sorry,' she hiccupped through her sobs, just thinking of all the horrible things she'd done to her parents, how she must have been worrying them. just when hope was about to slip all the way out, when she was ready to just give in, it would have been so much easier, she heard a crash and a thud, then come cursing and then the sound of someone retreating. Waiting just a moment she crawled to the edge of the bed, shaking greatly she saw him

"C-Captain G-Goku?" she said hesitantly, so quiet that she wasn't sure she actually said it outloud,

"Princess!" he called, going over and helping her up, he looked over her and frowned. She saw her savior, the one who was to take her away from all this, the days prior had just barely caught up with her and she couldn't stand by herself. She looked at Goku and said

"T-Thank you…" before she passed out into his open arms.

Vegeta gasped out and looked down to his mate, she hadn't even meant to show it to him, and it was only a little of what had happened, the end, the worst parts. He felt all her pain, every emotion, everything she had gone through. His eyes grew cold and angry, his hands holding his mate, tightened their grip, trying not to freak out so that he wouldn't go super Saiyan and hurt her.

'This bastard will pay for what he's done,' he thought to himself.

Bulma was shaking and trying to pull herself together but she just couldn't, she gripped tightly to her mate. Vegeta just held her until the last of her silent tears were gone; he stood up with her in his arms and carried her to their room.

"V-Vegeta?" she whispered quietly to him

He hesitated but answered with a

"Hm?"

"P-Promise you'll come back…okay?"

Vegeta nodded and got her to their room, he put her on the bed, and then got in next to her, he held her close and she very slowly drifted off to sleep. Vegeta knew he wasn't going to be able to sleep that night, he knew that in the next week, that moron of a duke would be dead, and that he would feel just a bit better about the whole thing. He was going to make sure it was slow and painful, he might just bring him back to the dungeon at the palace, it would be perfect for what he had planned.

He looked down at his sleeping mate and his hold on her tightened, possessively and protectively. Saiyans had been known to keep their mates close, and to be very, very over protective. He knew Bulma would still try to protest this, when her parents arrived, but he'd deal with it when it came. He looked out the window a moment before closing his eyes to think of his strategy.

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Sorry it's taken so long. School starting and stuff like that, i'll try to get them up as quickly as i can, but i hope you liked this chapter

I have some awesome ideas for later in the story, so don't give up on it if i don't get chapters up right away. hope you enjoyed :)