Note from me: This chapter contains a bit of adult content. Nothing too graphic, but be warned.
A Lost Princess
The combination of losing Goku and sleeping with someone she didn't love, for the first time in her life, had flipped a switch of sorts inside Usagi. Following her power outburst, she became the sort of person Vegeta had wished she would have been when she showed up on Planet Vegeta for the first time; cold and quiet.
As a warrior she was perfect, following orders without question and completing her missions quickly, with no mercy. As a teacher, she was strict and flawless, demanding respect and awe from all those learning from her. But as Usagi, she failed; she no longer smiled, or laughed, or questioned everything the way she did before.
Vegeta found himself happy and upset about the sudden change in the princess. She was now a perfect Saiyan, but she was no longer the Princess he had grown so fond of. He often found her sitting by herself, staring into nothingness, a sad look in her eyes, but the second she realized he was there she adopted a look of anger.
Usagi and Vegeta flew through the air, throwing fists at each other. Their battle was so fierce many craters had been pounded into the planet's surface.
Two years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Usagi's power grew more and more every day. This particular fight had been going on for ten hours now, and neither showed signs of giving up, or tiring.
Shooting an energy ball at the Prince, Usagi appeared behind him and kicked him to the ground. He quickly recovered and shot energy back at her. He was not holding back this time. Moving so fast he seemed to have duplicated, Vegeta gathered his energy and shot a Galick Gun, hitting the woman, sending her flying into a nearby mountain.
He waited for her to counter, but when she did not appear he floated down to where she had landed, only to find the area empty. Moments later he was pinned to the ground by the Moon Princess, unable to get free.
"I win," Usagi panted.
"You cheated," Vegeta spat angrily.
"There's no such thing," Usagi said smugly. Her eyes wandered over the Prince's body. His armor was torn in many places; the chest piece nearly gone. She too had many holes in her armor and clothing. Both were battered and bruised, but neither were out of energy.
Vegeta's eyes took in the form above him, stopping at her chest where the armor and shirt had been completely singed away. Blushing slightly, he looked way from the Princess, willing his excitement to dissipate.
Without warning, Usagi ripped away Vegeta's armor and what remained of his shirt, her hands caressing his massive muscles.
"Serenity?" Vegeta questioned.
"Shhhh," she whispered. Her lips crashed down upon his.
"Not that I mind," Vegeta managed as her lips cascaded down his neck. "But are you okay with this?"
"A girl has needs," she said removing her chest piece and shirt. "But understand this, Vegeta. I am not in love with you, I just have an itch that needs to be scratched." She kissed him again.
This was the first time she had acted this way toward him. Ever since the night they had slept together the first time, Usagi had made it a point not to excite the man. Yet here she was, tongue flicking across his nipple.
Incapable of holding back any longer, Vegeta flipped the girl over, ripped of her and his pants, and thrust into her.
***Three years later***
Vegeta cried out in pleasure and kissed the woman below him happily, slowly riding through their orgasms. He pulled out and lay down beside the Moon Princess.
Only a few moments later Usagi sat up and began to gather her clothes.
"Serenity," Vegeta said. "Stay with me tonight."
She smirked and looked back at the man. "I'm not here for a relationship," she quipped.
"Dammit, woman," Vegeta hissed. "We have been doing this for three years, you obviously feel something for me."
Abandoning her clothes to the floor once more she crawled on the bed to straddle the Prince. "I feel the need for stress relief from time to time." Leaning down she kissed him lightly.
"I can give you all the stress relief you want," he smirked. "If you become my mate."
An exasperated sign left Usagi as she attempted to remove herself from Vegeta. Swiftly the Prince of all Saiyans grabbed the girl and flipped them over pinning the Moon Princess down. "Vegeta . . ." She began, clearly annoyed.
"I'm not done with you yet," he growled. "What do I have to do to make you mine?"
"I will never be yours," she retorted trying to push the man off her to no avail.
"Serenity," Vegeta said softly, looking into her eyes. He kissed her tenderly and released her arms, sitting up. "I will ask you every day till you say yes."
Usagi sat up. "Then you will be asking for a very long time." She smirked and slid out of the bed.
"Why do you stay here, on Vegeta?" The Prince asked.
"I like it here," she replied slipping her shirt over her head.
"Then be my queen," Vegeta said again.
Pulling up her pants, she looked back at him and replied. "No." Then she turned to leave.
Vegeta was a man of his word; he asked Usagi to marry him every day. Sometimes multiple times, especially when they were intimate. He tried desperately to win the woman's affections, surprising her often with gifts and flowers, but she often refused the gifts and left the flowers to die.
On the few days they rendezvoused in her room, Vegeta often noticed that the only flower in her room was a frozen Love Blossom, that looked almost like it was covered in crystal. Usagi treasured the flower, that much he knew, but he didn't know why. It was the only trinket she had in her room. For the most part she only had practical things in her room in the palace, with the exception of the flower and a few paintings.
"Serenity," he said one evening after dinner. "Be my queen." He offered her a bouquet of Love Blossoms this time, thinking she would be happy.
Looking at the flowers, fire erupted in her eyes and she swiftly smacked the flowers out of his hand. "Never." A heeled shoe crushed a few of the blooms. "How dare you."
A rare look of confusion, adorned Vegeta's face. "I thought you liked these flowers. You have one in your room."
"The flower in my room was given to me by Goku," Usagi hissed. "It is the only Love Blossom, I ever intend to have."
Vegeta clenched his fist in anger. "Kakarot, it always has to do with Kakarot."
"Yes," she replied. "I told you before, highness, you may have my body, but you will never have my heart." Her voice was harsh. "Excuse me." She stormed away from the Prince.
A figure walked up behind Vegeta. "Harsh words."
Vegeta looked up at his father. "She infuriates me."
"You are the Prince of this planet," the King said. "You can demand she marry you."
"If I did that now she would surely refuse, and leave," Vegeta replied, watching the fading form of the princess. "If I win her heart, I will not have to force her."
"Are you willing to wait that long?" King Vegeta looked down at his son.
"I've been waiting 75 years, what's a few more?" He looked up at his father. "I will win her affection." He bent down and picked up a single flower. He twirled it in his fingers for a moment, then walked away.
Usagi placed the frozen flower down on the dresser as someone knocked on the door. She opened it and swiftly tried to close it. "Go away, Vegeta."
He pushed the door open and entered the room, shutting and locking the door behind him. "No."
"Not tonight," she said wearily.
Vegeta walked up to the Moon Princess and grabbed her wrist, spinning her around to look at him. Lifting the Love Blossom up to his face he looked at the woman. "Do not presume that I am too naïve to know the implications of this flower." He brushed the soft petals of the flower down her cheek, causing her to shiver. "Kakarot was a dreamer." The flower continued to travel down her neck. Vegeta leaned in toward the girl and whispered seductively in her ear. "I can find more practical uses for this bloom." He kissed her neck softly as he brushed the flower over the top of her cleavage. "I can make you forget about him for a little while."
Too entranced by the flower sweeping over her skin, Usagi didn't register the last words he said. She lifted his chin and kissed him hungrily.
"Marry me," Vegeta whispered in Usagi's ear a few months later. Once again, they were in bed together. His lips caressed her neck.
She pulled his hair lightly and replied, "no."
Licking the sweat away from her breast he let out a sigh of happiness. Both were covered in perspiration after their activities. He kissed her lips and looked into her eyes. "Then give me an heir."
Usagi pushed him away from her. "What?"
"I want you to produce an heir to the throne," he repeated, trying to kiss her again.
"No." She sat up and pushed Vegeta away from her again. "Your father sealed your fate when he forbade me to bear children for Goku."
"What do you mean?" He watched as Usagi exited the bed.
"Your father told me, years ago, before sending Goku away, that he wouldn't allow me to bear Goku's children," she explained clipping the back of her bra. "It was then I decided I would never bear children for you."
Vegeta was too stunned to speak. He watched as she dressed and left his chamber angrily.
Furious, Usagi took to the sky, flying at top speed trying to clear her mind. "How dare he ask me such a thing," she said to herself. "Why would I ever give him a child?" It was shortly after the first incident with Vegeta that she had gone to Kametic and spoke with Kamama about something she could use for birth control. Kamama had told her about a combination of herbs she could take. She had taken them every day since, determined not to get pregnant.
She flew about an hour before landing on the beach Goku had taken her to so many years ago. A large boulder served as a good punching bag, and she hit it again and again, taking her frustrations out on it. "What am I doing?" She asked the rock. "I don't love him, why do I continue to sleep with him?" She hit the rock so hard it shattered into a million pieces. She turned to look out at the dark water then up at the sky, pin pointing the star that belonged to Earth. "Have I lost myself that much?"
Removing her shoes and socks she made her way down to the water, plopping down in one of the worn chairs that never moved. Burying her feet in the cool sand she laid her head back and sighed. The stars were beautiful, twinkling in the perfectly clear sky. "Goku," she said to the sky. "Why do I stay here?" She closed her eyes. "I've lost sight of who I really am." She sat, listening to the waves, letting her thoughts wander.
A breeze hit her, making Vegeta's scent fill her nostrils, and a shiver of pleasure ran through her. Perhaps that was the reason she stayed; Goku had been a generous lover, and Vegeta was amazing as well. Their stamina left nothing to be desired, given the opportunity, they could go all day. She sat up and shook her head, trying to clear those thoughts out of her head, she was starting to get excited again, and the last thing she wanted to do was go back to Vegeta after the conversation they had just had.
The sound of footsteps through the sand caught her attention. She looked in the direction of the sound, expecting to find Vegeta.
"I was hoping to find you here," a familiar voice said.
Usagi's eyes went wide. "But . . . how?"
That's all for now. Who is it that found Usagi on the beach? Stay tuned for the next chapter, and as always, please review.
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