Kakarot chuckled as he got out of bed. Chichi was sleeping soundly next to him. He had been a little too rough with her. He would let her sleep.
He grabbed the jumpsuit to his saiyan armor off of the floor. He figured that he needed to be dressed for his transmission home. Vegeta didn't want to see him in his birthday suit.
As he left the room, he looked over at Chichi and watched her sleep for a second. He still didn't know how he was going to explain this. Vegeta and the others would be making fun of him for weeks, maybe even months.
He knew Bulma would be happy though. She wanted this to happen a long time ago. Now he could see why she had been so insistent on him coming out here. If he hadn't some other man would have claimed what was his. The thought made him growl. The idea of anyone else touching her filled him with rage. He thought of that man again. If he had never come, Chichi wouldn't have become his. He cringed at the thought.
He walked out and looked out the window and froze. Something wasn't right. They were moving, but he could clearly see the stars. Everything should have been flying by, but it wasn't.
He moved quickly over to the control panel and froze. There was a red flashing light. The hyperdrive was broken. Going home was not going to be a walk in the park. It would take a year or two to get back without it and that was if he and Chichi took turns driving it. If it stayed on auto, they would be going for over ten.
He growled and walked over to the communications pad. He started to push in some buttons, but soon discovered that that was broken as well. Why would they give him a broken ship? Was this part of Bulma's plan? If it was, he would strangle her when he got back. That wouldn't make Vegeta happy, but they would run out of food and fuel if they were taking the long way. He didn't like the idea of all of those males looking at his mate if they were to stop. His mate was beautiful, therefore, she would attract attention. After all, she had already done so on Earth.
"Goku is something wrong?" He heard her say from behind him.
He turned and found that she had put some of her clothes back on, but not all. There was still plenty of skin exposed to him. He had to breathe through his mouth to keep his thoughts straight. They had a crisis, it was not time for him to be thinking about getting his dick wet. Hell a couple of days ago that wasn't even on his mind.
"Goku, are you going to answer me?" Chichi said, coming closer.
His eyes couldn't help it as they looked up and down her body. "Can you…?"
She looked confused. "Can I what?"
He sniffed the air by accident and a low growl started to come from his lips. Drool began to pool from his lips as he stared.
Chichi gave him a funny look. "You can't be thinking of that again." She looked at little mad when he nodded. "Goku, we aren't going to just have sex all of the time."
He walked forward as the smell entered his nose. "You say that, but you smell like you want it."
She turned red. "I smell! Why didn't you say that?"
He purred as he leaned into her neck. "It's not a bad smell." His nose lined up with the bite mark. It smelled even better here. "It's intoxicating."
She made to move back as her stomach made a noise. "We can do that later. Aren't you hungry?"
He nodded into her shoulder. "Yes. I'm hungry for you." He lapped at the bite mark, making her gasp. His mind had become clouded again. All he could think about was pushing her against the wall and taking her again.
Suddenly, she moved back and slapped him across the face. "I told you to stop. You're being stupid. I can tell that something is wrong, so tell me what it is!" She shrieked at him.
He felt like had shrank as she spoke, but as his head cleared, he still had the problem of her skin in front of him. "Um… can you put some clothes on then?"
She looked down at herself and blushed. She must have thought that it was okay to walk around in her bra and underwear. She shrank back this time. "Give me a second."
He just nodded. If he said anything, he feared that he would strike again and she was right. They had a lot to discuss.
He had to proud that his mate was able to keep a clear mind at least. He had been a mess and she could clearly see that. He was going to have to find a way to control himself. Was this even normal? Or was this an effect from having partially marked her all of those years ago? If only he had someone who could explain this here.
He sighed as he heard her walk back in, this time fully dressed. He looked her over and felt at ease. Maybe it was just a saiyan thing? His father seemed to have a lot of control. He cringed as the thought of his parents doing that entered his mind. That was the last thing he wanted to even think about it and now it was just playing over and over again in his head. He turned green and Chichi gave him a funny look.
"Do I disgust you now?" She said angrily.
He shook his head. "No… I was just thinking about why I'm so… odd."
She cocked her head to the side. "What do you mean?"
"I never thought about that before I ran into you and now I can't stop myself. And when you came out, I was wondering how my father was able to control himself. Then I was reminded that my parents have done that." He shook again as the unpleasant thought entered his brain.
She giggled. "Goku, that's a part of life. You wouldn't be here without it."
He shook his head again. "Let's just change the subject." He was already hungry and didn't want to lose his appetite again. "So what's for breakfast?"
She walked over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Now that's the Goku I know."
He couldn't help but smile as he led her to the kitchen. He really hadn't eaten anything in a long time. The hibernation mode would take care of it, but it really wasn't satisfying.
He sat down. He hadn't had one of Chichi's meals in a long time. He sat there, almost impatient as she worked. If the smell was any indication, then he was in luck. Before, he didn't know which smell he liked better, the smell of food or the smell of his mate. Now that he was smelling them together, he could say with certainty that the two smells combined were heavenly.
Chichi giggled as she watched him stare at her from the table. "So what was the problem earlier?"
He flinched. He really didn't want to tell her the news. "So…don't be mad."
She stopped her work and looked at him. "Don't be mad about what?"
He sighed. "The hyperdrive is broken. We are going to have a very long trip back to Planet Vegeta."
She looked at him fearfully. "Then why don't we go somewhere to fix it?"
"The only ones that have the knowledge are back home." He stated.
She took a deep breath. "Then why don't we call home? There has to be a way get in contact with Bulma."
He shook his head. "It's busted as well. We can try and get that fixed at the closest planet with life on it. Most of the stuff around only has wildlife. We're lucky that it was at least stocked with enough fuel to get us into the next system. We can get fuel there at least."
"What about food. With your diet, we'll run out." She said, looking worried.
He smirked. "I'll just have to stop and hunt along the way. As I said, there is plenty of wildlife out here. It's just running into people that is the problem."
"How do you know that they can't repair the ship?" Chichi said.
He couldn't help but chuckle at that one. "Tarble designed this ship and Bulma helped build it. It wouldn't be in any galactic database."
She almost cried "So we are stuck out here until we can really call anyone."
He frowned. "Don't think of it that way. At least you have me."
She gave him a look. "I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. All you seem to want to do is jump my bones."
He smirked at that. "Can you really blame me?"
She looked at him in shock. "What are you trying to say?"
She was still standing next to the stove and it took all of his control to keep him in his seat. "I'm saying that you're more than I expected."
Chichi rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I know. You never expected that sex could actually feel good."
He frowned. "That's not it. I didn't expect you to be so perfect."
She stopped what she was doing and looked back over at him. "Perfect?"
He nodded. "I never wanted a mate, but the moment I saw you and took in your scent, it was like my brain was telling me that I was an idiot and what I really wanted was in front of me." As he continued to look at her, the smell in the air changed. He knew that smell. But he hadn't expected to smell it now.
Chichi moved away from the stove after turning it off. He could see a tall pile of food in her hands as she walked over. He began to salivate, but he wasn't sure what it was for.
She put it in fount of him and slid herself next to him. He smirked at her then proceeded to wrap his tail around her waist. She seemed satisfied with that. She looked up at the pile of food and giggled. "This seemed like too much." He gave her a frown. She knew that he could eat more than this. "So I may need a workout after this."
His eyes grew wide and he smirked. "I think you're right."
Vegeta sighed as they finally left his gravity room. He had worked Tarble to the bone and he could tell that his brother was half dead on his feet. He looked over and discovered that they had been in there for more than 24 hours. He was starving, but he was too tired to care.
Bulma came out of a nearby room and looked at the two of them. She had two small objects in her hands. "Here." She passed one to him and one to Tarble. Both of them just looked at her like she had grown two heads. "Those are portable gravity rooms!" She huffed.
Tarble looked down at what looked like a watch with a smirk on his face. "How long did this take?" Vegeta had to shake his head. Knowing his brother, he would what to take it apart and see how it worked. "Fascinating."
"Don't be messing with that." Vegeta snapped.
Tarble looked away from the strange device and glared at him. "But I have to know how it works. Hell, I can already see a way to improve it."
Bulma let out an annoyed grumble. "This is the thanks I get for staying up all night and day."
Vegeta couldn't help but laugh at his mate. "Come on, Bulma. We should get some sleep. Besides, I'll probably be in the war room all day tomorrow."
Bulma gave him a sad look. She knew what was coming. "So you're going to start before Kakarot returns?"
He sighed. "I'm going to have to. I need to know what Frieza's army is planning. I'll be talking with the Commission all day tomorrow."
Tarble finally looked away from the watch. "What's wrong with that?" Tarble must have heard the annoyance in his voice at bringing up such a task.
"I haven't really talked to them in ages. I usually have Kakarot do it." Vegeta found himself regretting that decision. Not because Kakarot was bad at the job, far from it. But because the Commission would know that something was wrong, and the last thing they needed was for anyone to think that they were weak. Without Kakarot around, it was almost as if they had lost their right arm. Vegeta was going to have to pick up those pieces and work with them. He had neglected that part of his position for long enough.
"You'll do fine." Tarble said. Tarble must have noticed how on edge he was. "You still have that presence to you. I bet that they are still terrified of you."
Vegeta laughed at that. Just thinking about it, brought back so many memories. How many times had he gone and visited the Commission when he was a child? How many times had Kakarot gone with him?
He hated to admit it, but he actually was missing Kakarot and it wasn't just because he needed his captain. Kakarot was still like a brother to him. He really should have gone and seen him off with Raditz, but he had been distracted by his own desires. He would have to make it up to Kakarot when he returned.
Bulma took his hand, shaking him from his thoughts. "Let's go and get some shut eye."
He nodded and looked back at his brother. Tarble was lost in his own curiosity as he looked over the device. "That means you too, Tarble." Vegeta said, snapping Tarble out of his thoughts.
"Fine. I'll see you later." Tarble made to turn around and leave, but he wasn't going to get far.
"Tarble."
"Yes, Vegeta?"
"Your room is in the other direction." Vegeta pointed out.
"Oh…" Tarble backed up and turned around. It was going to take a lot more than that to trick him. Besides, Tarble was falling asleep standing up.
"Do I have to place a guard outside of your room, so that you sleep?" Vegeta teased.
Tarble gave him an annoyed look. "No. I can find it just fine."
"I didn't say anything about you finding it. I was talking about you sleeping." Vegeta continued to tease.
Tarble just glared at him. "Good night, Vegeta."
Tarble stormed off leaving him with Bulma and it didn't take long for her to start pulling him away. But even as he was pulled forward, he was wary of everything he had to do in the morning.
To Be Continued…
Author's Note
Sorry that it's late. I'm out of state. But here it is in time for the holidays.
So what do you guys think of this so far? I don't know what to think at the moment as I've gotten no feedback.