Submission

A/N: Well Zugara its one thing that only our minds can make up, which makes it all the more fun to imagine and Nimed you are correct that is a basic backbone for this type of story, the similarities are there. Blue haired female scientist has technology and brains to make said saiyan stronger, saiyan only desires to become stronger. Yeah they have a lot in common, you can easily make such a comparison.

Bra leaned towards her reflection, examining anything for any possible blemishes. She was singing a little tune as she did so. She was in a radiant mood today, thanks in part to a rather vivid and enjoyable dream starring her dashing saiyan who had hidden away from her that evening. His refusal to stay in any bed remaining adamant, it was a rough feature of course. But, as butterflies danced in stomach at the sight and smell of Broly it was worth it. There had to be something between them, if no how could she explain this feeling no matter how much he infuriated her at times. She saw his eyes watching her, even when he did not need too and could feel the energy when they kissed one another. Now the main problem was, how would she get him to act on it?

It was always a fight. Broly was more stubborn than her father, with a furious temper to match. Bra knew she would have to do even more work to have a chance at getting through his thick skull and have him admit his own feelings that she had for him. It was worth trying at least. He had wound her up raw with lust and primal desire that she knew could only come from her saiyan blood. And even if all else was not working for awhile, she knew that he desired her physically, at least.

That would be fine… for the moment.

Bra walked into the spacious luxury suite, having joined her grandparents on entire top floor which had been requested for them. It was enough for five families to share with four master bedrooms, two of which were in use and a fully furnished state of the art kitchen which her grandmother happily baked away having found the company of her granddaughter and new boyfriend to be a reason enough to start some food.

Though the kitchen was now empty trays of food were all over the place, warm buttery pancakes, crisp waffles, eggs, bacon, and fresh fruit squeezed out in juice from was all over. She smiled, knowing that they were for her and her company. She wondered if she might be able to actually sit down and have breakfast with Broly for once.

The reclusive saiyan stayed away from all when he ate, his back to the wall and eyes darting everywhere. However, today she would enjoy this simple feat for sure. Chuckling to herself she opened up one of the windows and let the aroma of the warm food float out knowing that it wouldn't take long for a hungry saiyan to come back.

Meanwhile, Broly sat in quiet seclusion, his back resting against a palm tree as he watched the flowing ocean waters along the barren beach. The sun having only come up thirty minutes ago and a sleepless saiyan had watched it all rise before him. His senses coming quickly as he felt out Bra's energy and its remote connection to the eating facility in place. Hoping that the half-breed would eat and be on her way leaving him alone.

Several minutes later, he realized that it didn't seem like she was going to be exiting the room. He looked towards the waters wondering if there was anything he could eat from there. It wouldn't be hard even without his powers to catch a meal… it would probably be best. His nose, which rarely failed a saiyan, then told him something else as he caught the aroma. The scent trailed to only one location as it carried along the spicy scent of a half sayian female.

No matter his resolve to stay away from her, the legend could only listen to the aggravated grumblings of his stomach. He was tired, and too hungry to argue with his body. He would eat.

Wearing only his white top and shorts, Broly leapt skywards clearing the five stories required easily and landing on the balcony to the suite. His features were locked as he knew he had to be on his toes around her. He could not, no matter what happened, no matter how damn sexy she appeared, he was a legendary saiyan he could resist the temptation of a half-breed.

I am not ruled by anything except battle and the desire to become stronger. I do not…

His mind went blank when he stepped into the kitchen. Broly had only stepped inside for a short moment then stopped, his jaw loosening as his eyes blinked in a stunned expression as he just stared at her from behind. She was wearing a light blue dress with several large flowers spreading from the front around her. The dress stopped just a quarter down her thighs, and it was holding her figure perfectly. His dark eyes followed the long legs, the curve of her narrow hips, up further to the that sky blue hair…

Bra turned around keeping her own emotions in check. His face shifted back to a blank expression when they made eye contact.

"Morning, sunshine," She said with a playful smile. He scowled back at her his fists audibly cracking his knuckles. "Breakfast is ready, my grandmother made it both for us. So go ahead and eat."

He snorted, looking away from her tantalizing blue eyes. He took a full breath, regaining his composure, and walked over to the table. He made sure to keep the distance between the two of them at a safe amount. Making sure that she was going to have a seat and eat her own food. That would be a blessing, since if she dared start any more physical contact he'd throw her out the damn window.

Excluding the fact that he had been the one to begin any of the physical interaction between the two of them…

As they sat down, with safe meter of protection. His eyes wandered, her dress was tight in the front. He could see the round shape of her breasts out of the corner of his eyes as she sat down. She had her plate loaded up and he had to begin sorting out what he wanted through off the rich smells. Bra watched him move taking obvious note of those powerful arms and well-toned legs. She felt herself warming to feel those arms around her. There could not be any a girl could not feel so warm.

"Go ahead and eat. It's my grandmother's cooking, I assure you they are not poisoned."

Broly scowled and opened his mouth to say something but the smell of her body hit him like a slap across his face. He had been able to ignore it with the smell of food but being so close to her now he smelled something. He was glaring at her, his eyes having an accusing stare.

"You are not the same, half-breed." He stated bluntly, there was something off with her smell. It wasn't bad but it just wasn't the same. He stood back from her. He had been already tortured by that scent of hers, it was a delightful torture, he loved her scent. This smell he was hit now with, was not the same, and it was mixed with something that he couldn't pin down.

Bra gave him a quizzical look. "What? Oh, you are probably smelling my mother. This dress was one of hers when she was younger."

He stared confused with such a smell, his expression not hidden. "What?"

"She wore this dress a lot, it was a favorite and I loved this one. I wear it because it's hers." Bra told him with a smile.

"Get rid of it." He said gruffly, he knew that small was wrong. Bra's smile all be evaporated, thanks to his words. "I will not smell another female and male on you."

"Pardon me?" Bra growled, her own eyes glaring at him angrily. Here she was wearing her favorite dress and this jerk dared tell her to get rid of it. "Listen, here. This is not up for debate, but I am not getting rid of this dress for you."

"Then I will not be near you. Because I will never smell another male on you!" He sneered, moving away from her. Hunger be dammed, he would not bare that scent overtop Bra's. "I'm leaving."

"Now you hold on for one fucking second!" Bra shouted, shoving back her chair which clattered to the floor. "You can't just sit down and eat with me I thought that you-"

"You assume too god damn much!" He shot back, his voice low. He was already at the window to jump back outside but he narrowed his gaze as he glared directly into her eyes. The smell of another male now drifting into his nose, he could not place the scent but it only made him angrier.

Bra watched his eyes seem to burn with rage, making the already hard visage of his face tighten further. He was pissed off, but hell if he didn't just piss her off even more. "Are you just going to walk away like that? You are not even going to even address what has been happening between us?" Bra's hands were knuckled against her waist.

"I told you before, nothing will be between us," Broly spat. "I am not going to be your slave!"

"You know that both of those statements, are a complete lie," She shot back at him. "You know that I am not-"

"Half-breed! Just shut up!" He yelled, his eyes beginning to turn red with rage. His knuckles cracking as his fists dug welts into his skin.

"You are afraid."

He seemed to get bigger as his brows twitched. "Don't you dare." He snarled threateningly.

"You want me, you care about me, and you don't want to admit it." She stated as she walked up to him fearlessly. His scowl growing ever darker as she approached. Her finger raised up and poked him square in the chest. "Besides you need me, admit it."

"You mistake me for human. I may be far more lenient with you than I should." He grunted.

"Oh so you are being gentle." Bra laughed. He shook his head in annoyance turning back from her. "Why is this so hard for you?" She asked, trying to understand. "Do you feel that I'm still trying to trick you? That this is all some type of game to me?"

Broly growled in his throat his face shoved almost back into her face, his eyes burning with a combination of anger and desire into one.

"Understand this," He told her, his face just inches from her. "You are not that clever to trick me, but that is not the sole reason I do not throw you to the ground and fuck you into the afterlife."

Bra felt her only words drain away as she swallowed hard. Could this man be any further from normal? She felt excitement, and a tingle of expectation over her skin when he reached up and held her cheek in his hand.

"You do not know, with whom you are dealing with," He whispered grinning arrogantly at her.

What had happened to her? Broly was the most insane person she had ever met, he cared little about murder and the welfare of others. He was cruel, powerful, and haunting all molded into a single person. He was so right; she should be finding someone like herself, with money, respect, and brains to match her, instead she only imagined what it would feel like to finally have him with his bare hands rolling over her body.

And the thing that made her shudder with delight and fear was, she couldn't be anymore attracted to someone in her life…

"I could say the same to you, Broly." She said in a fleeting whisper, her voice so faint due to his closeness.

Broly's nose inhaled the scent around her. He growled in annoyance when he smelled that other male scent and female. It was a challenge to him, that someone else had claim to her. Even if it was her mother and father, it did not matter the only scent he should smell would be hers.

That was the problem, it was not just hers.

"Do you even know how strong I am? Do you even believe you could stand ten minutes with me little girl?"

"I could handle thirty times gravity without too much trouble. Give me at least some credit."

"Feh."

They looked into each other's eyes. She smiled at him, warmly acceptingly. Broly only felt tormented by that look in her eyes, he did not know it. There was something in that emotion that both frightened and stirred something within him…

Bra reached up and gently touched his jaw with the tips of her fingers, and he was instantly reminded of their encounter back in the lab office. Broly refused to be used again, to willing surrender himself to a female. No not today.

He would never, even for her.

"I am not doing this!" He angrily, brushing her hand off his face. He just looked down at her with a cold glare that took all the of the warmth and closeness and put them miles apart. "I am no one's slave."

He turned his back on her began to walk away, Bra felt as if she had been struck across the face, not harmed but insulted. She refused to let him run away, following behind him.

"Don't do this, stop pushing me away!" She told him her hand grabbing his shoulder just as he opened the door. She watched his entire body ripple from her touch as he stopped his movement.

"I am done, just leave me alone." He said coldly through his teeth, he clenched his eyes shut unwilling to look back at those eyes, those beautiful eyes that swallowed him whole.

"Look, dammit its more than just physical, okay?" Broly trembled as she put her other hand on the small of his back. "Just listen to me, I'm telling you the-"

"SHUT UP! DAMNIT SHUT UP!" He exploded on her whirling back on her his vein on his forehead pumping as his eyes were bloodshot with rage. "I will NEVER be used! Not by YOU! Not by the doctor! I don't give a damn about anyone, ESPECIALLY YOU!" He roared.

She had enough, the rational and logical approach was over, she had been yelled at and cursed far too much. She slapped him, hard enough to smack the look off his face. "Get out."

"With pleasure." He sneered ignoring the affront, he wanted to get out. He leapt through the window with force the slight shake of his body as he landed down on the ground stories below.

Bra exhaled, she had it! She was Bra Briefs any man's dream, the whole package rolled into one. She deserved better than this. Going back to her section of the suite she had to go forget about him, and ignore the burning pain in her chest.

She had to freshen up, and tend to her throbbing hand. Hopefully that might remove his smell from her.

And, if she was lucky, it might make her forget how he felt when he touched her too.

[***]

Broly had time to cool off, literally as he found his lunch well beneath the water's surface. He had eaten some, but not enough to fill him, or forget the feelings that still whirled around in his head. He remained underwater until he could stomach it no longer and went up to breathe only to repeat, going a mile or two down in the water: the colder the water the more it reminded him of the cold feeling he embraced all his life. It wasn't like he had anything else to do, not with his gravity room miles away.

Each time he came up for he barely had enough light in his eyes to do it, just missing death by seconds. He did not give up and went back down, swimming down further than before hoping that somehow the darkness below would swallow him whole. His own pride and desire for revenge drove him back to the surface each time.

But he didn't care. Bursting through the water again, in great heaves and gasps of hair. The strain of his lungs had been pushed to their limit for twelve hours, maybe more. He didn't care anymore if it killed him but he had to do something, anything to feel the world as it once was, with power thrumming through his body. It was unbearable, to live like this, he screamed with everything he had.

Three minutes later, the world around him fell silent, fear gripping the life around him in the wake of an enraged saiyan.

He was barely treading water, his knees and legs felt like lead as he watched the darkness come in. His clothing was soaked to the bone and he only growled his mind instantly reminded of her yet again. That good for nothing half-breed she had done this too him, he could've been training returning to normal. The one thing he demanded of her, she refused to do.

How much it pissed him off, to need her to fix him. For him to be saddled with her was the worst luck in the world. Who knew when she would take him back to at least have a chance of being him once again?

Sometime later, Broly emerged inside the Brief's suite. His body having lost its soaking wetness but now clad only in his boxers, his training shorts in his small bag he had brought and inside the building.

"Oh my dear it's you?" A voice exclaimed half giggling. "It is Broly is it?"

Broly's jaw tightened at the nagging female he had seen before. His eternal torment by the females sharing her blood seemed ot continue. When saw that little half-breed he would teach her a lesson that she finally needed to be taught, his mind focusing around to locate her energy.

Except she was nowhere around. His mouth scowled.

"Where in the hell is she?" He snarled angrily, his most imposing and threatening look he had ever given.

"Oh dear, she's not here. I am finishing dinner you must be starving!" she said with a huge smile. She placed a large serving of warm steaks, sautéed and steamed vegetables, and crisp potatoes with a chocolate cake dessert in front of him. "If I know one thing about my girl's is that their boys need all the food they can eat. So please go ahead and eat. Bra went out, a little while ago."

"Out where did she go?" He growled as he assumed she was now avoiding him; the little bitch must be afraid of him now.

Good… but fuck!

"Oh, don't worry handsome. She probably didn't want to have all the girls fawning over you." Bunny told him laughing and patting his shoulder, he flinched slightly surprised she had moved without him noticing, totally indifferent to the anger on his face.

"When will she get back?" He barked out.

"Oh dearie me, I would guess if she's like my daughter another couple of hours." She said looking at the clock. Broly baffled as the woman seemed to be able see through closed eyes. "Don't worry I'm sure she won't leave you alone for too long."

"hours!" Broly roared, "Just what in the fuck could she be doing!?"

"Oh my, language honey. If you are concerned you could just call her to return." Broly spat at such a proposal, he would never come begging to her. "Don't worry she'll be back, just enjoy some food I would love to have another handsome grandson-in law with some great grandbabies! Oh it would be wonderful!"

Broly almost went through on ripping her head off at such a thought but as his stomach grumbled and the fresh food placed out before him smelled damn good. He would bare one more humiliation, he had time to think of a punishment befitting this insult.

[***]

It was well into the morning when a tired and slightly inebriated Bra finally got into the suite. A night of dancing, drinks, and flirting had done her a ton for her self-confidence and just enough to remove a certain saiyan from her mind. She could've stayed out all night, but of course the paparazzi had found her as she was beginning to really cut loose. She could only guess they weren't prepared for her to pop up their which is why they took so long to find her. Of course they were just like always pissing her off, asking her questions that she would never answer. It was so annoying, and the worst thing about her status, the daughter of the one and only Bulma Briefs and wealthiest family on the planet; her chances to have fun were few and far between.

She let out a weary yawn, she was ready to crash waiting to enjoy that soft bed. She was sure she would be asleep in no time. It was also a vacation so she had nothing to get up early for, so if she got up late in the day no harm or foul.

"You know how to take your time." A familiar harsh voice said as she opened the door and stepped inside, startling her as she almost jumped her heart beating. Her eyes fixated quickly, even in the dark her eyes picked out the outline of Broly sitting in a chair just off to the side of the balcony window. His arms were crossed over his chest, a very displeased scowl was on his face as he looked at her. Wearing nothing but his black training shorts, water glistened over his chest, having been swimming for hours to remove his pent up stress until he finally felt her presence return to the hotel.

She was stunned and only looked at him. "You… were waiting?"

He growled, standing up from his seat, his eyes still dark and angry. "I am here not for you, but for what you promised me."

She had thought her anger had settled, Bra however would not let anyone dare come to her like this. She still intended to keep her promise even if he was an ass but he would not come here and made demands! Taking his words personally. "You think that I can just magic in a cure for you? I am working it, in fact it might be ready by the time we arrive back. But if you keep acting like this you can just forget it Broly."

"You are holding out on me!? What gives you that right!" He yelled at her.

"I have held nothing back from you! I've been honest with you completely!" Bra said crossing her arms and almost looked down at him as if he was unable to comprehend her words. "If you can't accept that, then I don't care."

Broly clenched his fists and glared murder at her. This damn female, the nerve of her! How of all the single people he could've found himself with, he ended up with this one half-breed?

At the least could she not have been so damn tempting, she had changed into a red halter top with a low red shorts that were beyond indecent. The sight of her exposed skin, tempting and teasing his eyes and mind. He wanted to set free all of that sweaty and beautiful hair into his fingers as he ravaged her body making her scream with rapture over and over.

"I can't stand this! You are always the problem!" He hissed through his teeth, his desire growing as he felt his blood boiling for her in more than one way. "I want to be fixed, I want to be returned to normal!"

"Oh tough shit! You are in my room and enjoying the luxuries I give to you! You will not give me any demands do you understand!" She shouted back at him, tossing her coat and purse on the floor and then tossed off her high heels, though wondering how he might look with one end shoved into his eyes?

Broly boiled over, his body trembling in rage as his hair slowly raised into the air. "I will not ask again! If you don't I will show you who the fuck you are dealing with!"

"You have no right to even think-!"

"I am the legendary saiyan you worthless-"

"You are the one who-"

"I will tear your head off-!"

"I will cut your balls off first!"

The buzzing of her cell phone interrupted their screaming match. Broly and Bra looking at the device on the floor having flew out from her purse. Bra went to grab it, at least to shut it up, but it was stomped into the ground, the grating sound and satisfaction of destroying it made him grin as he watched the anger boil over on her face.

"YOU ASSHOLE!" Bra screamed hitting him square in the face, he was only stunned his face knocked slightly to the side but pushed back against her blow. She might as well have tried beating up her father for all the good it might do her now. "You don't ever touch my things! Just what in the fuck is wrong with you!" Bra yelled, she was just beyond angry at what he had done.

"YOU! IT'S ALWAYS BEEN YOU!" He shouted knocking her hand away from her.

Bra stumbled backwards stunned from the quickness of his movement. Squeaking as her foot caught the edge of her bed and tumbled backwards down onto the sheets. Broly had pounced on her, pinning her down with his hands, his entire body was trembling as he stared at her with eyes that were overflowing with such lust that she had never seen before in her life.

His hands lessened the grip as he brought a palm against the side of her head, she was trapped more by his presence than his touch. His chest heaved as he looked her up and down. Bra shuddered as the heat rolled from his body and over her.

"You… you are a part of me…" He growled in a deep thick voice. Bra felt her throat constrict unable to find her breath which stopped as she was locked in a gaze with him. Her own body heating up with lust for him.

"Broly…" She exhaled in a soft moan, her cry of need betraying how she needed him.

Broly crashed down his lips onto hers as she wrapped her limbs around him pulling him in tightly. Their kiss was animal as she clawed at his back, her tongue fighting against his for control. He pressed her down and pinned her completely with his mass, her moan's flowed into his mouth as she melted against hi body heat. Her hand grabbed his long hair making him growl like an animal in heat, continuing to explore her warm and tantalizing mouth over and over.

Her other hand gripped his shoulder raking her nails down his bare shoulder to his elbow, her touch both painful but incredibly arousing. His hips rocked against hers in approval, her saiyan blood heating both of them up even more. He pulled back for a moment his hand grabbing the thin top and tore it free without blinking.

She hissed as he pulled away and destroyed her belongings but he pulled her into him with one arm underneath her back. She grabbed his face between her palms and resumed their frenzied kiss.

Broly was lost in everything, her feel, her taste, her scent the world around him could've exploded and he wouldn't have been able to notice.

"Hold on," Bra said suddenly pulling away from him. He snarled at her, looking down at her beautiful form that he had desired for so damn long. She wanted to hold on? Did she intend on torturing? His eyes were so blinded with passion that Bra momentarily reconsidered her option, but she had to do this. "I have to take something; you did say how much you didn't want… you know."

Broly scowled, thinking about her words. Was this what he wanted?

The notion of… no he wouldn't…

Bra opened up her purse pulling out a small light blue pill. Popping it in her mouth she swallowed without thinking.

"You consumed it, so that it would not happen?"

"Yes, of course it's not a safe…" She trailed off, biting her bottom lip.

"Are you sure about it?"

"One hundred percent."

They looked at each other, they both shared the same lustful look without restraint. Broly was shaking unable to control his outwards desire, he was fighting with himself. There would be no going back after this moment, even if she did her best to assure him it did not eliminate his fear.

"I… will it.. be.."

"Trust me… Please." She finally told him, the saiyan in her was screaming to have herself taken. Damnit she was tired of this, she wanted him and she wanted him right now!

Broly did not respond with words but with action as he accepted her words. He couldn't help the feeling that rolled over him as her soft hands fisted into his hair desperately, roughly, and aggressively as he lavished over every single hair of her body… it was a delicacy, a true paradise that he willingly for the first time submitted to. Submission for her, and only her.

Giving up… it wasn't so bad, in fact he had never felt so great.

R&R

MB

P.S. Zagura don't worry, there is something special for you soon ;)