Chapter 13 – Be Mine

As soon as Bulma opened her eyes, memories of the night before flooded her mind, making her close her eyes again and smile as she welcomed them with open arms. There wasn't a single moment that she held any form of regret for. Even if it was possible, Bulma knew that she wouldn't change a single thing about the night before. It had been so perfect. There wasn't a touch that had been too rough and there wasn't a kiss or thrust that didn't make her heart swell with happiness and pleasure.

It had been one of the best nights in her life. No, it was the best night of her life.

The way they had been connected had made her feel complete. She didn't feel alone anymore. She felt like there was finally someone else who could understand her.

Bulma inhaled the scent of Vegeta as he pulled her closer to his chest. Even his musky scent screamed royalty and alpha male. If she could, she would just lay there for hours and never move again. Bulma smiled again as she felt his tail wrap around her waist, making more memories flood her mind and she couldn't help but let out a giggle as Vegeta's tail beat against her side in content, tickling her in the process.

"What's so funny, girl?" Vegeta mumbled.

Bulma lifted her head to look up at him with one raised eyebrow. She hadn't realised he was awake as his eyes were closed and his breathing was even. "Nothing." she smiled as she watched the Saiyan Prince sleep.

"Hn."

She rolled her eyes but her smile was still there. Bulma didn't think anything could wipe her smile off of her face. Not even Vegeta's short, anti-social replies could make her angry or bring her out of her good mood. She felt so relaxed, so happy, so-

"So I see you two finally did it then?"

Her entire body tensed.

Well, she had felt too happy and relaxed to be brought out of her good mood. Perhaps she should have thought about it more before letting her guard down. Bulma could feel herself growing more angry and annoyed than she ever had with her other self before.

"You have got to be kidding me." she groaned and closed her eyes, willing for her other self to disappear.

"Nope," the other Bulma said with extra emphasis on the 'p'.

Vegeta finally opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow at Bulma but she just shook her head, making him scowl in return. Well, it looked more like a frown, since he was still half asleep. "I just need to go to the bathroom," Bulma mumbled as she pulled away from Vegeta, even though she wanted nothing more than to stay in bed with him.

He nodded as he unwound his tail from her small waist and wrapped it around his own.

Bulma grabbed a bath robe from her dresser and put it on as she walked to her en-suite bathroom. It didn't bother her about the other Bulma seeing her naked, they were more or less the same person after all, but she put it on anyway. She wasn't entirely comfortable arguing with herself whilst naked. But then again, who in their right mind would be? She gave the white eyed Bulma a murderous glare before she opened the door and closed it behind her.

Not a second passed before she saw her standing right in front of her.

"What do you want?" Bulma hissed as she gave her a deadly glare.

The other Bulma shrugged as she sat down on the edge of the large, black bath. "I just came to congratulate you on finally fucking Vegeta. It certainly took you long enough."

Bulma didn't give up her glare for a second as she watched every move her inner made. She watched carefully as the white eyed Bulma stood up and looked in the mirror whilst running her hand through her hair and pouting. Bulma raised an eyebrow at the sight.

"What?"

"What the hell are you doing?" Bulma had to hold back her laughter so Vegeta wouldn't hear.

"One of us has to look good, don't you think?" The other Bulma then smirked. "Though, I can't blame you for looking like that. Vegeta seems to be very well equipped and pretty skilled for someone who lost his virginity last night, doesn't he?"

All of Bulma's laughter faded as she glared hatefully at the other Bulma. How dare she try to pull her out of her good mood? How dare she try to ruin what had once been one of the best night and mornings she had ever had! Who the hell did she think she was, coming in here and insulting her?

The white eyed Bulma rolled her eyes and she walked over to Bulma, looking her in the eye seriously. "Listen, I know you don't trust me and that's fine. I don't care. But I do want to help kill Frieza."

Bulma narrowed her blue eyes at her. "If you leave me alone for the rest of the day, I'll think about it, okay? But until then if you don't leave I will kill you."

"You already tried that, sweetie. Remember? It didn't work. I'm still here!" she grinned as she slapped Bulma's cheek playfully.

"Since when do I say 'sweetie'?" Bulma asked in disgust.

"It was something I picked up from our mother." The other Bulma shrugged. "Anyway, whatever. I'll be back tonight."

And with that, she was gone.

Bulma sighed in relief as she flushed the toilet to keep up with her little lie about needing it, before she quickly washed her hands and face and brushed her teeth and left her bathroom. Her heart started to race when she saw Vegeta casually laying on her bed with his arms crossed under his head. He looked so relaxed yet so strong. He looked so powerful and God-like. He was beautiful.

She smirked as she walked over to her large bed and straddled his lower body.

Vegeta's eyes snapped open when he felt the girl sitting on him but he soon returned her smirk when she leaned her head forward to kiss him before Bulma lowered herself until her entire body was laying against Vegeta's. She loved the way his body was so warm and made her feel fragile compared to him. Usually Bulma would hate feeling weak or fragile, but if it was because of Vegeta and in a good way, she didn't care. Bulma loved how her body seemed to fit so easily against his. It was like they were made for each other.

As Vegeta deepened the kiss, he quickly changed positions so that it was him who was laying on top of her. When he pulled away so they could both catch their breath, he was greeted with a sight that almost took away the breath he was already trying to catch. Bulma's eyes looked wild with lust and happiness, her cheeks were graced with a pink blush, her lips were swollen from their kissing and she was breathing heavily, which made her chest rise and fall dramatically.

She truly was a beautiful creature.

He wanted her.

Not just in a sexual way, but forever. He wanted to keep her, cherish her, honour her and protect her. He wanted her to be his and no one else's. He wanted her to be his queen when he became king.

Vegeta lowered himself fully against her and trailed kisses from Bulma's lips all the way to her ear, making Bulma shiver as she felt his warm breath wash over her and as his lips gently caressed her ear lobe, she closed her eyes and a low moan escaped her lips.

"Be mine." Vegeta whispered huskily into her ear before he moved his kisses to her neck.

"What?" Bulma breathed.

She was certain that she didn't hear right. How could she have? What she had heard was crazy. There was no way the Prince of all Saiyans just asked her to be his. There was just no way. It wasn't possible.

"Be my mate." he murmured against her neck.

A gigantic grin threatened to split Bulma's face in half but she quickly dampened it down. Surely he wasn't aware of what that would mean. Was he? Bulma placed a hand on each side of Vegeta's face and lifted his head so that he would look her in the eyes. She could tell he was serious. He looked determined and… and… nervous? Since when was the Prince of all Saiyans nervous?

"Are you sure?" Bulma asked quietly as she looked at him seriously. She refused to get her hopes up.

"Hn."

She almost laughed at his reply. Even in the most serious of circumstances he still used his short replies that sounded more like grunting. Bulma rolled her eyes before she gently pressed her lips against Vegeta's in a short, sweet kiss before pulling away and allowing her face splitting smile to return. "Yes." Bulma whispered breathlessly as she pressed her forehead against his. "I'll be your mate."

For the first time in his entire life, Vegeta smiled. It wasn't a smirk or an evil grin, but a genuine smile that made Bulma's heart race even faster and butterflies the size of mothras' assault her stomach. She had never seen him look so happy before and Bulma loved that she was the cause of his happiness. Once again, Bulma pressed her lips to Vegeta's. However this time, it was more passionate as her desire, love and happiness poured into the kiss. Vegeta pulled off the bath robe Bulma was currently wearing and moved his kisses to her flawless, pale skin.

She was going to be his and there wasn't a damn thing anyone could do about it.

A/N - Do you think Vegeta's OOC? I was reading this chapter and I couldn't help but think that he might be... Also, do you guys think that I'm ignorant for not replying to your reviews? Somebody was saying to me before that people usually prefer to get replies to their reviews and that I would be considered rude and/or ignorant if I don't reply. I'm grateful for every review that I get and they really do make me smile, so thank you!

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