Ch36

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Bulma walked the silent halls of her palace. Finally she was home and oh how she had missed it. A girl can only take so many attempts on her life. Now that she was on her home planet, she could relax. She hummed to herself, but was cut off by a raspy voice from behind.

"Woman, what is that dreadful noise, you are emitting," her mate raised an eyebrow.

Bulma smiled wickedly as she turned to face him. "You dare insult me after the talk we had on the ship? Oh, Vegeta, will you ever change?" She crossed her arms over her chest mirroring the prince's posture.

Vegeta thought back on their conversation from earlier and the one he had just left with the King. "Haven't you heard of what you Earthlings call a joke?" He said with an expressionless face.

A smile tugged at the sides of Bulma's mouth as she wanted to laugh. "You don't look like you were joking Vegeta, but I will let this one slide. Don't let it happen again or you can kiss this goodbye," Bulma twirled.

Vegeta scowled. "That doesn't make a bit of sense. I have to give you a kiss even if you leave me? You people are odd," Vegeta looked past his mate to see King Briefs entering the hall.

Bulma watched surprised as Vegeta took her hand in his. "Will we be staying in the same room here? I'd like to show you how much you mean to me," he bent to lay a kiss on the back of her hand.

Before looking up at her, Vegeta rolled his eyes at how pathetic he sounded. When his eyes met her blue ones, she smiled and giggled. "I think I can arrange that, my prince," Bulma purred. She gently slid her hand out of his and took off in the opposite direction then where her father was approaching.

"Well done, my boy," King Briefs patted Vegeta's shoulder.

"Why must women like saps?" Vegeta shook his head as he started walking beside the King.

"The female is a hard thing to understand. Live with my daughter long enough and you will find this out," the King chuckled.

"I think I already have," Vegeta rubbed his temples as they continued towards the gravity machines outside.

"Tonight we will have a party for the princess's return and her new mate. You will meet my top advisors and many others in my trusted circle. I need your word that you will act civil," the King glanced at the Saiyan.

"What would make me act otherwise? I am a prince after all," Vegeta inquired.

"Well many of my advisors wanted Bulma to marry, or mate with, an Earthling. Your father and I had always wanted you two to meet and possibly mate so our planetary ties would strengthen. Now that you are mates, my advisors will not be very happy. They will also bring the man they wanted my daughter to marry," he could feel Vegeta tensing.

"So they want the man to take her away from me? I will kill him on the spot if he even looks at her," the prince clenched his fists.

"Now, Prince Vegeta, you cannot go killing people because they are your competition."

"That measly human cannot contend with me. The woman would never want anyone but me," Vegeta smirked as he thought of their first mating session.

"I agree with you, but they will do anything to tear the two of you apart. Just don't kill anyone and I will take care of the rest."

"As you wish, but this lowlife will receive a bloodied body if he pushes me too far."

Vegeta's men sat on one side of the long dining table as the advisors sat on the other. They all stared at one another for obvious reasons. Saiyans were said to be barbarians and Earthlings weren't worthy of being in the same breathing space as Saiyans. Prince Vegeta and the King and Queen sat at the head of the table while waiting for Bulma.

Soon the large doors of the dining hall opened and in stepped an angel. Bulma wore a pure white strapless gown that showed off her chest. Two slits ran up the sides and stopped at the top of her thigh. Her arms were covered with white satin gloves and her high heels were loud against the marble floor. She decided to leave her hair to roam free down her back.

Everyone stood and the prince could hardly take his eyes off his mate. She sat beside him as he pulled out the chair for her. Her eyes wandered down his body as she marveled at how handsome he was. He wore a black training suit with black and gold armor over it. She also noticed that he wore the crest of his family on his left breast plate.

Bulma smiled shyly as he ran his hand from the side of her knee to the top of the slit in the dress. His touch brought heat to Bulma's lower regions. After this party, they would have another one in their chambers. Her eyes met his fearsome ones and she noticed a smirk gracing his lips. They would definitely have fun later that night.

"Welcome to our home. Today is the day my princess returned home and with a mate no less. My little girl has grown into a woman. I would like you all to meet Prince Vegeta and his men of the Saiyan race," King Briefs announced.

The King's advisors looked toward the prince and nodded. Most had angry expressions while others remained calm. Vegeta nodded as he met each of their eyes. Which one was young enough to be Bulma's mate?

Then he spotted him. The man had to be in his late twenties with yellow hair and green eyes. He noticed the look in the man's eye to be desire each time he glanced at Bulma. He knew the look of desire well since he looked at his mate in the same way. Vegeta hated this man already.

I know it is short, but I promise to make the next one longer and juicier if you know what I mean! LOL. Review please!