She entered the classroom with excitement and got to her chair. As she'd come to expect, and looked forward to, a box of edible treats was sitting at her chair.
Her mysterious secret admirer had been leaving a box of edibles every week on Wednesdays. She had come to look forward to that day of the week as she wondered what the person would get her next.
It was had been a different set of things every time. The first time was an assorted box of chocolates. The second was Aplets and Cotlets. Then others times; a packaged container of sushi and sashimi, assorted mochi, french macaroons, and a box of assorted trail mixes. This time, it was a delicious assortment of fruits.
She smiled with a slight blush. She couldn't help but be happy that her secret admirer guessed right that she liked food more than random trinket gifts.
She couldn't help but wonder who her secret admirer could be. Why would this person like her of all people? Why the secrecy? Was this person shy too?
So engrossed in her thoughts was she that she didn't notice Erasa enter the classroom and sit next to her. Till she spoke.
"I see someone's secret admirer is punctual!"
Startled out of her thoughts, she blushed deeper and placed a hand behind her neck in embarrassment. "Y-Yes…"
She felt Erasa elbow her softly in the ribs. When she looked up questioningly, Erasa pointed toward Sharpener who walked up to her.
"Gohan, could I talk to you for a moment?" He motioned for her to walk with him.
"S-Sure." She glanced to Erasa nervously, her blonde friend just smile wide and shooed her off.
She go up from her chair and walked with Sharpener. Her nerves spiked as they walked out of the classroom and into the hallway.
Why did he want to speak with her? Alone?
It couldn't be that he was confessing to be her secret admirer, could it? No. Videl was certain it wasn't him and she trusted her friends' judgment.
Her heart began to beat even faster as her eyes widened. 'Is he going to ask me to the Starry Night Dance?'
The dance was a month away, but already the school is buzzing with commotion. Already girls were being asked by guys. Erasa had 3 ask her already, but she'd tell them that she was still 'thinking' about it. Gohan knew that Erasa was just enjoying the chase, as well as counting her options. Erasa liked flirting with guys and was not one to tie down so easily.
But she herself hadn't been asked yet. She hadn't even considered it. With all the commotion the dance was certainly an important social event, but would she go? Did she even want to?
Her thoughts froze as he turned to look at her once they reached the hall outside of the classroom, his brown eyes holding her black one's captive.
"So, here's the thing." He leaned one arm against the wall next to her left, getting quite close to her. She tried not to react to the overwhelming scent of cologne that assaulted her senses. She held her breath, trying her best to block out the overwhelming unpleasant smell.
He smiled charmingly at her, believing her stiffening reaction to be a positive thing. He leaned closer to her ear. "I was hoping you'd be willing to help me with my 'studies'." He placed the emphasis on the word 'studies', but she didn't catch on to it. "My grades are slipping in anatomy and I thought you'd be perfect to help me out."
She blinked in surprise, stunned. That option of what he could have asked had not even crossed her mind. Her face became almost covered in red in embarrassment. How could she have been thinking he meant anything like asking her out to the dance or even be interested in her!
She rubbed her head in embarrassment, unable to look at him as she grinned wide and laughed awkwardly and loudly. "Hahahaha! Yeah! Of course! Why not! Hahaha!"
He grinned triumphantly. "How about we start our sessions at my place? Say around six?"
"Well, I'll have to check with my mom first, would tomorrow work?"
"Sadly, I have football practice. How about Saturday evening?"
Gohan looked pensive. "Would Saturday around three work? I have prior engagements on Saturdays around six." Training with Vegeta. The guy she would like to go to the Starry Night Dance with. An event that would only happen in her dreams and fantasies.
"Great! Here's my address." He handed her a piece of paper. One she took the paper, he leaned forward, closer to her face and he said in a low seductive voice. "It's a date then." He pushed off the wall and walked in the classroom again.
She stood there, eyes wide in shock. Pure shock. 'D-Did he just say d-date?' She stood there frozen for a couple of minutes till she heard the teacher's voice as class began.
She shook herself and quickly walked into the classroom. 'No, he couldn't mean an actual date… could he?'
….
"Hi Gohan, hi Erasa!" Videl sat beside Gohan on the bench her two friends sat. She had missed first class session chasing bad guys and just found out that the teacher they took their second session with was absent. She had just found her friends on one of the benches on school grounds as they waited for third period to start.
Videl noticed something was up. Erasa had a proud extra wide smile and Gohan had her hand on her face in embarrassment and exasperation. "What did I miss?"
Erasa's smile widened and she said in a sing song voice. "Gohan has a date on Saturday!"
Videl's eyebrows shot up as Gohan countered immediately. "Erasa! I'm telling you, it's not a date! I'm just going to help Sharpener with his studies!"
Videl frowned when she heard Sharpener's name. "Sharpener?! Doesn't he have a girlfriend?"
Erasa wagged her finger at Videl. "Actually, they broke up a few days ago." She clasped her hands and leaned towards Gohan. "So he's ripe for the taking!"
Gohan's arms folded on the table and she buried her head in it. "I told you Erasa, he's not interested in me like that!"
The blonde girl rolled her eyes. "Yeah right! Why else would he invite you over to his place to 'study'? She placed a great emphasis on the word 'study'.
"Wait" Videl interrupted, anger rising. "You're going to study at 'his' place? GOHAN!"
"What?" Gohan lifted her head sharply from her arms, startled by Videl's outburst.
Videl glanced sternly at her. "You can't go to his house! You'd be alone with him!"
Gohan blinked a few times and tilted her head in confusion. "His parents would probably be there, right? Besides, it's just studying. What's wrong with that?"
Videl facepalmed herself as Erasa giggled. Gohan was still just as lost. "What?"
Keeping the palm on her face she looked at her lost friend. "Gohan. He might try something with you."
Gohan's face flushed as she realized what Videl was getting at. "Oh! N-No! I doubt it! He asked to study, he didn't ask me out!"
Videl shook her head in disbelief. "You really are clueless when it comes to this, aren't you?"
Erasa laughed and hugged her. "Oh! You're so cute Gohan!"
Then the bell rang, saving Gohan from further embarrassment. Videl looked annoyed and pointed in her direction. "We'll talk about this later Gohan."
The blond girl hugging her gave her another brief squeeze. "See you after gym class!"
And the two went off to class. Gohan on the other hand, went where she usually went during this class period, the library.
….
Gohan sat in her usual spot in the library to study, at the single person desk that was located in the 'silent study' section of the library next to many books. She was however, unable to concentrate like she usually did.
The conversation with her friends played back in her head as well as Sharpener's earlier remark, *It's a date then.*
Surely it wasn't meant 'that' way. He would have asked her out instead of asking for her help his study. Who in their right mind would find studying romantic?
But what if they were right? How would she feel about the situation? About him?
She never really gave much thought to dating. She was more focussed on school and friends to really think about the boys at school.
Sharpener was good looking. Strong for a human. He seemed an Ok person, but she barely knew him.
She set the book she was holding on the table, crossed her legs and sat back on the chair. Crossing her arms she closed her eyes and continued her thoughts.
He is intelligent and strong willed, though he rarely speaks. He gives the aura of authority and leadership. Just being around him makes you feel stronger, like anything is possible while at his side. He is prideful and doesn't easily show his emotions, though he has shown that he cares about his family and would fight to protect them. And those eyes, eyes that hold such secrets in their black depth…
She snapped out of her thoughts opening her eyes as she realized that, somewhere along the line, her thoughts had traveled to Vegeta. She placed a hand on her head despairingly. 'Get a grip Gohan! He's way out of your league. I doubt he even thinks of you other than a small child and the daughter of what he calls a 'third class baka'.'
She smiled. She knew that regardless of what Vegeta tried to project to others, he really cared about her father. He was just too prideful and arrogant to admit it.
She sighed. At any rate, while Vegeta still haunts her thoughts so closely, she didn't have any interest in other boys. She should try, but she didn't feel ready yet. She had to make it clear to Sharpener that this was only tutoring, and to not expect anything more.
…
Sitting in the classroom of the last period, she glanced at the clock: '2:58'. Two minutes till the end of school for the day. She planned on talking to Sharpener before he left. She had thought over the whole day what she would say.
She finally heard the teacher say the words. "Class dismissed. Remember tomorrow's homework."
As everyone began to rise from their seats, she turned around to face Sharpener. "Um… Sharpener. Could I talk to you for a quick moment?"
He smiled a charming smile her way. "Sure thing."
They walked to the hallway.
He arched an eyebrow in inquiry. "So, whats up?"
Red lightly tinted her cheeks. "Um… I just wanted to be sure that your parents will be there and that… well… this is just a study session, not something... else…?"
He laughed casually. "Of course! Both my folks will be around and this is just a study session." He leaned in close to her. "I wouldn't do anything you wouldn't want."
She visibly relaxed. Like her father, she always gave others the benefit of the doubt and so far, she had no reason to doubt him.
Then embarrassment returned at the fact that her friends had almost convinced her otherwise. She laughed nervously with her hand behind her neck. "Haha! Sorry! Of course it is! I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page! So, Saturday at three-o'clock it is!"
She quickly turned around and walked back to the classroom to gather her things, avoiding the students who exited the classroom.
An evil grin appeared on Sharpener's face after she left.
…...
Saturday rolled around. It was morning when she arrived at Capsule Corp. Gohan had received a call from Bulma that her superhero outfit was finished. She couldn't wait to see it!
She looked around the main invention room excitedly, hoping to spot the outfit. Instead of Bulma walking somewhere to grab a costume, she grabbed a watch instead.
"Here you go Gohan!" She smiled proudly as she gave the young teen the watch.
Gohan looked at the watch in confusion. "Thanks Bulma." She looked at the blue haired genius expectantly while the elder just laughed.
"Press these two buttons together twice in a row."
Gohan did as she was told. Suddenly a 'poof' noise sounded and she felt as if she had a different set of clothes on.
She looked at herself in amazement. Twisting and turning as she tried to get a good look at herself. "Bulma! This is genius!"
She hadn't noticed Bulma step away to grab the full body mirror, but she did see as she returned with it. "It was nothing Gohan. It works both ways. So if you press those two buttons twice once more, you will return to your normal clothes. Here, take a look." She gestured to the mirror.
Gohan stepped in front of the mirror and gasped. She looked amazing!
The dark green full body suit contrasted with yellow highlights. The golden gloves and golden boots also went well with the green. She also had a dark green eye mask and a golden sash that hid her tail quite well.
She transformed into super saiyan. 'Yep! My design worked nicely! And Bulma did a wonderful job!'
At that time, Vegeta walked passed the main invention room. He was headed to the kitchen to grab some food when he saw Gohan with the corner of his eye, but she was not wearing usual clothes and she was in super saiyan form.
He froze just beyond the door and did a double take. Walking backwards to look once more into the room the room.
Both of his eyebrows shot up as he stared at the sexy girl in front of him. He had seen her in supersaiyan before, during their training, but this was different. For one, he wasn't occupied on training, so at this moment his attention was fully on taking in every detail of her beauty. The way golden sparks appeared around her body, her bright golden spiked hair, the aura that surrounded her that exuded power and control.
The second difference was what she was wearing. The color of the suit suited her super saiyan form. It made her look regal even, like she was a class of her own. The dark green suit hugged her curves closely, showing off her beautiful flawless curves sculpted from years of training and amplified in her transformed state. He had never seen such a beautiful creature in his life. And soon, this kind, beautiful warrior will be his. And his alone.
Gohan was too busy looking at herself in the mirror and did not see his stare, but Bulma did. She raised an eyebrow at Vegeta, intrigued and a bit confused by is reaction.
She saw that his tail had uncoiled from his waist, a very rare occurrence, and was twisting and twitching around slightly. She knew that saiyan's tails can communicate states of mind or emotions, though she didn't know how to read them. She did know that Vegeta guarded himself closely, avoiding letting others know of his internal state. Yet, at this moment, he was much less guarded, and his tail wasn't stuck to his waist, which she had only seen about two other times in the entire time she's known him.
At this point, Gohan noticed that Vegeta was looking at her in a strange manner. Blushing profusely. Even with her embarrassment, she couldn't help but be turned on by the look he was giving her. Heat began rising in her body and her breathing sped up. She bowed her head and shifted a bit nervously, embarrassed.
Bulma's eyes moved from Vegeta to Gohan, back and forth a few times. Then, she smiled knowingly. Things finally fitting together. Gohan spending so much time training with someone, Vegeta going out sometimes rather than training all day in the GR, all the effort Gohan was going through through for Vegeta's surprise, Vegeta seeming to shower between training sessions, Catching Vegeta using the desktop computer a couple of times…
"Ahem" Bulma coughed into the palm of her hand. She noticed Vegeta's startled expression as if he only now noticed she was in the same room. She also noticed Gohan's face get a brighter shade of red.
Gohan double clicked the watch again so she was in her normal clothes as she essentially ran out of the room past Vegeta, transforming out of her super saiyan form. "T-Thanks Bulma! I-I've gotta go!"
Bulma watched Vegeta closely as his eyes followed the girl, watching her go. "Vegeta" She said in a serious tone as she watched his eyes focus on her. She had noticed the softness in his eyes she had never seen before as he looked at Gohan. The softness disappearing, eyes turning normal as he looked at her. "We've got to talk."
….
I wasn't long till she was to go to Sharpener's house. So she decided to walk from Capsule Corp. It would give her time to think along the way.
Red tinted her cheeks as she smiled wide, her tail twitched happily around her waist as she remembered how Vegeta had looked at her. 'Even he looked impressed with my crime fighting outfit design!'
She walked with a hop to her step. Elated that she seemed to impress him with her looks. Quite an accomplishment she was sure.
She soon arrived at a fairly big blue two-story house. It was almost twice as large as her house and had a rectangular shape instead of the dome shape her's was. Double checking the paper Sharpener gave her, she made sure it was the house.
She walked to the door and rang the doorbell. The door opened and Sharpener stood with a smile on his face.
"Welcome Gohan! Come in. Make yourself at home." He gestured for her to enter.
She politely removed her shoes upon entry and set them down by the door. "Where would you like the study session to begin?"
"Over here would be perfect." He said as he gestured to the coffee colored couch.
They sat side by side on the couch. As she pulled out her books from her bookbag, the sound of soft music playing in the background caught her attention. "Are you comfortable studying with the music on?"
He smiled deviously. "Yes. It always helps me during my studies."
His smile was strange to her, but she shook it off. Everyone had different ways of retaining information. Some people liked listening to music and some prefered silence. She herself prefered the sounds of nature during her studies. As his tutor it was her job to make sure he was comfortable with his surroundings to ensure best retention of information.
She pulled out the textbook. "Let's gauge where your strengths in this subject are, then we can
work on the rest branching out from there."
He smirked. "Whatever you say, I'm game." It was a major turn on for him that the shy Gohan seemed so confident and knowledgeable at this moment. Anyone would be able to tell that she was currently in her element. Though he prefered his girls shy. He would have to break that confidence out of her and bring back the shy and vulnerable Gohan. It would be a fun challenge.
As Gohan started quizzing him on different parts of the anatomy, Sharpener began to slowly move closer beside her.
She didn't notice and continued on. His arm came into contact with hers, but she instinctively adjusted, angling herself to face him more while keeping her arm out of the way.
"Ok, you seem quite familiar with most of the structured parts from class, now, let's see how well you know their respective functions."
That's the area he struggled with, and he was beginning to get frustrated. Not only on the subject of anatomy, but the fact that Gohan had yet to notice or react to his advances. He had brushed his knees with hers, but she had adjusted and didn't even seem to notice. He had never encountered a girl who was distracted by anything other than his attractive self. Gohan was proving to be more of a challenge than he had though. 'Time to step it up a notch.'
"Ok, I think I've got a grasp on what we need to work on." She set the notebook on the table and flipped the pages of the class textbook. "Let's begin with regulation and maintenance of the circulatory system."
They both leaned forward as she began to explain certain functions and ask him questions. As he pretended to listen fully, he was slowly leaning closer to her. His face inching little by little to hers.
As she finished an explanation, she raised her head and was about to ask a him a question to make sure he understood. Instead she froze. His face was inches away from hers! Her face turned red and she leaned away. Very embarrassed.
He looked at her and pretended to be surprised by her reaction, while he was internally triumphant. He had finally gotten a response from the cute nerd. "What's wrong Gohan?" He said in his fake innocent voice.
She shook her head and placed a hand behind her head nervously. "Haha! Nothing! I-I just lost my place is all…" 'Ok, calm your nerves Gohan. He asked for your help in tutoring him. He wants nothing more. Don't be freaked out. Do this for him.'
She took a deep breath and continued where she left off. Though she was more aware of his
movements. She noticed this time as he began leaning in closer while looking at the textbook. 'At least he's seems really interested in learning. Though I wish he would keep his distance though…'
When his arm brushed against hers, she decided to set some boundaries. She didn't think he was doing it on purpose, but she needed to make him aware of what he was doing.
"Umm… Sharpener..."
"Yes Gohan?" He gave her another fake charming innocent smile.
"Well, i-it's just that… Your arm seems to be touching mine sometimes by mistake and… I don't like to be touched..."
He faked shock "Oh! I am so sorry Gohan! I didn't know I was even doing that! My sincerest apologies!."
"No worries! I knew you weren't doing that on purpose."
"You know, I just realized. I am such a terrible host!" He shook his head. "I haven't even offered you something to snack on or drink!"
She placed a hand behind her neck. "You really don't have to."
"It's the least I can do! After all, you took time out of your schedule to help me with my problem."
"Thanks! Just some juice would be fine. Any kind."
He got up and made his way to the kitchen. While he poured their drinks, she flipped the pages of the textbook, preparing for their continued tutoring session.
He returned with two glasses filled with purplish juice. "Hope you like blackberry and blueberry juice."
"Thanks!" She said as she grabbed the glass from Sharpener. She took a drink from the glass and decided that it tasted good. Putting the drink down, they returned to their studying.
After a while, she started to feel a little light headed and thirsty. She drank more juice and finished the glass.
"Let me get you some more."
"Actually, could I get some water?" She said as she rubbed her temples.
"Sure thing."
He got up with the glass and headed to the kitchen. He returned with a glass full of water and she drank the whole glass. She vaguely thought the water tasted funny, but she chalked it up to her drinking juice earlier.
She was trying her best to focus her thoughts on the anatomy lesson, but her head was fuzzy. Her attention wavered as she struggled to even remember what she was talking about a moment later. Something didn't feel right.
She was a bit too wrapped up trying to regain focus that she didn't notice Sharpener place his hand on her thigh.
He smirked triumphantly when she didn't react to his touch. He began to rub her thigh, climbing up her skirt.
She squirmed as she registered an unwanted feeling crawling up her thigh.
He leaned into her and grabbed her breast with his other hand. She instinctively jumped back, standing from the couch.
"I-I… I think I'd better go… I'm not feeling s-so well…"
She shakily turned to walk to the door, but Sharpener pushed her to the wall, leaning against her. "No need to leave so soon. The fun has just begun." He said as his hand began to crawl up her skirt once more.
"L-let go of me Sharpener..."
"Come on." He leaned against her ear. "I know you want it. You're just too shy to admit it, aren't you?" He licked her ear.
She wasn't entirely aware of what was happening, but she knew she didn't like him touching her. As she felt his mouth move from her ear to her neck, her body cried out in protest, her mind urging her to get away. "Let me go Sharpener!" She didn't fully trust herself to push him off and not severely injure him with her saiyan strength in the fuzzy state she was in.
He moved his mouth from her neck to her lips and kissed her roughly. Her adrenaline went into overdrive, her saiyan instinct and metabolism giving her enough lucidity to act accordingly.
Trying to exert enough control as to not kill him, she punched him in the face, the force pushing him off her. He landed on the floor with a loud thud.
She ran to the door, hastily put on her shoes, and ran out of the house. She didn't stop or look back. She left her books there and didn't care. She didn't even care if anyone saw her take to the sky as she flew fast.
Her heart was pounding at top speed, helping to clear her head slightly. 'D-Did he… drug me?'
She stopped mid-air in the clouds floating. She closed her eyes and concentrated as hard as could in her condition, feeling a familiar power build from within, surging through her veins and covering her entire being. The power filled her entirely, transforming into super saiyan. Her power warmed and comforted her, pushing away her haziness in both body and mind. The rapid metabolism and healing ability of a saiyan is always enhanced in super saiyan form, enabling the drug to quickly run it's course through her body.
She bared her teeth as she her body returned to normal from the effects of the drug. 'He did drug me!'
Her power raised even higher, threatening on the border of super saiyan 2. She was fuming! Beyond pissed at what Sharpener tried with her. She had clearly told him she didn't want to be touched, and what did he do? Drugged her to try to get his way. 'What a disgusting-'
Her choice description for him was cut short when she heard a few shots fired in the distance, as well as the screeching sound of tires as a car sped up suddenly. Police car sirens started as the sounds of a high-speed chase was in progress.
She clicked the watch twice, activating her Saiyagirl costume as she transformed into super saiyan. This was exactly what she needed at the moment. Something to take her anger out on. And boy, was she angry…
…..
She dusted her hands of as she looked at the unconscious group of robbers at her feet. The car beside her that they drove was beyond repair as she had taken a little of her hostility out on the poor innocent vehicle so she wouldn't be too harsh on the humans themselves. She hadn't wanted her first superhero debut to look so violent, but she hadn't been in the best of moods.
She glanced to the side as she saw the police officers surround her and point their guns at her.
"Put you hands in the air!" One of the police officers called.
Smiling, she turned to the policeman who spoke and tried her best 'superhero-e' voice. "Greetings officer! I am Saiyagirl. I leave these goons in your capable hands so they face justice!"
The officers sweatdropped at her comment.
She raised two fingers to her head in a salute, and flew upwards into the sky, leaving the stunned policemen with their mouths open, unmoving.
….
After leaving the burglars with the police, she flew around Satan city trying to calm down. She was still upset about the earlier event with Sharpener. Noticing it was nearing 6pm, the time she would be sparring with Vegeta, her mood lightened a bit and flew in the direction of Capsule Corp.
She was already in normal clothes when she touched the ground in front of the building. She went to her second room to change into her training clothes.
She suddenly remembered promising Videl that she'd call her after tutoring Sharpener. Videl had been so worried about her and wouldn't let up till she had agreed. Sitting on the bed, she grabbed the landline phone on the nightstand and dialed Videl's number.
"This is Videl Satan."
"Hi Videl! It's Gohan."
"How did it go?" Videl was quick to the point.
Gohan sighed. "Well, you were right. He was wanting more than a study session…"
"I knew it! What did he do?"
"Well…" Gohan's face reddened from embarrassment and her anger rose again. "I don't want to talk about it right now…"
"What did he do Gohan?" Videl tried to sound firm, yet gentle, with a hint of worry in her tone.
"He…" She thought her words carefully. Telling Videl that he drugged her would be a bad idea. For one, she was already sober due to her saiyan metabolism. There would be no way of proving what he did in the first place. Two, Videl would get very angry and probably do something that would get her friend trouble. And the last thing she wanted was for Videl to get in trouble, especially because of her.
She would have to confront Sharpener and make sure he doesn't try that stunt again with anyone else. But she needed to ponder a way to do so later.
"He kissed me when I clearly didn't want to." She decided to leave it at that.
"The Jerk! Are you alright?"
Gohan smiled triumphantly. "Yeah. I punched him in the face and left."
"Good. Come Monday I'ma kick his ass!"
"No! It's fine! I'm sure he got the message." This is what she was afraid of. Videl doing something that would get her in trouble. 'She's reacting so protectively and I didn't even mention the drugging…'
Even over the phone she could hear background noise and voices. She heard Videl say something to another person, then talk back into the phone. "I gotta go Gohan. It seems the Gold Fighter has returned. I'm gathering further info. We'll talk more about this on Monday. Stay safe Gohan."
"OK. Bye Videl!"
"Bye Gohan."
Once she heard the clicking sound of the disconnect, she hung up. Getting up off the bed, she headed towards the GR to train with Vegeta.
…...
Entering the room, she saw Vegeta practicing a particular Ki blast in the air. Upon seeing her he descended folding his arms at his chest.
Once his feet touched the ground his body became rigid as he stared at her. Something was off. He unfolded his arms letting out a dark growl and stalked towards her.
She heart began to speed up as she took a couple of steps back till her back hit the wall of the gravity room. Something was off about him. His walk, his movements, his expression. But it didn't scare her. No, there was a different feeling coursing through her body. She didn't understand why, but she wanted him to approach, invited it even. Her body wanting to remain still and let him do what he pleased at the moment. It was her very own reaction that frightened her, not his actions.
He pinned her to the wall with an arm at either side of her, hands on the wall. He leaned forward, his mouth close to her neck.
She shuddered in anticipation and closed her eyes. Her tail twitched wildly. Her heart beat fast,
pounding as if it would burst out of her chest at any moment. Having him so close to her neck was exciting her. Her whole body waiting for something significant to happen.
Her heart was beating fast. Why? And why is his reaction sending heat through her body, turning her on? Part of her could tell he was angry, so, she should be afraid, right? Yet, she was far from it.
He sniffed her neck. She had another male's scent on her.
Vegeta's tail whipped from his waist in rage, scrunching his face and baring his teeth. The scent wasn't strong as the contact had been brief. It was obvious by the scent that nothing had happened, but another male had dared to touch his future mate.
He knew that it was no fault of Gohan's. He wasn't pissed at her. She had subconsciously accepted him as her chosen future mate the moment she accepted his offering of the feast prior to their mating dance. There was no male that could rival him on this planet. His anger was directed to the one who dared to touch what was his.
Calming slightly, he leaned back to look at her. In her beautiful onyx eyes he saw her desire, nervousness, and residual anger. Her tail twitched, also giving away her internal state.
He was so tempted to claim her as a mate then and there. To screw royal tradition. But no. She deserved proper taking. She was special to him. She had managed to do something no one in this universe had accomplish. She stole his heart. His stone cold heart. And every day, every moment she was around him, the light of her kindness and strength breathed life into him. Gave him a purpose in life. A stronger purpose than becoming the strongest warrior. He not only had a reason to exist, but a reason to live.
The time was nearing. It was quite near, and he could wait. She was worth the wait.
