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Chapter 3
"Why does life and feelings have to be so complicated...?"
"It's only as complicated as you make it..."
I hadn't expected an answer as I was alone but when I did hear those words, I scrambled to get out of bed. Yelping as I hit the floor with a thud, tangled in covers in the most un-ladylike of positions, I stared into the darkness of the room, squirming out of the covers and pulling myself to my feet. I gave my eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness "Goku..." I sighed rubbing my face as I climbed back onto the bed, pulling a pillow into my lap and hugging it against me.
"Hey Dita... I just came to see if you were okay..." he sat down on the end of the bed, his head tilted to the side as he watched me. I rolled my eyes and reached across to the nightstand and flicked on the lamp.
"So you think its okay to creep into someone's room and scare the ever living shit out of them?" I asked with a brow raised, watching the man carefully as a sheepish look crossed his features.
"I'm sorry... it was just your door was locked and well, I just wanted to see if you were okay so I crept through the window... I'm sorry" he gave me that look, you know, the puppy eye look with the pouty lip, which had me launch the other pillow at him.
"Quit it!" I managed a half smile "I'm okay, I promise." I wasn't about to tell him about the incident with Vegeta because in reality it was just Vegeta being a sulky asshole and nothing like I had initially thought... It couldn't be... right?
"It's just that I can smell him on you so I thought he might have given you a hard time or something" his smile was kind and it shone in his eyes. That was indeed something I had noticed to be similar with both Vegeta and Goku... no matter how hard they tried to hide their emotions, their eyes gave them away, the ultimate betrayal when it came to fighting an enemy.
"Nah" I waved my hand dismissively "he backed me into a corner for an apology, so I gave him one and he stalked off" I laughed lightly "he's so... sulky, how does Bulma deal with that I wonder?" and I did wonder how she could put up with that pissy ass man. Seriously though, there must be something good about him for Bulma to want to have him around... maybe he's good in the sack? Because that's about the only thing about him that could be good enough to keep him around. I snickered at my own thoughts when Goku spoke, causing me to burst out laughing, as apparently we had been thinking along the same lines.
"Maybe he's good in the sack?" he blinked when I burst out laughing "you were thinking the same thing weren't you?" he chuckled as I nodded furiously, stifling the laughs into giggles behind my hand. "Great minds think alike" he grinned, rubbing the back of his head.
"Regardless... shouldn't you be sleeping?" I eyed him, wondering why he was still here. I mean he had come to find out how I was and well, he knew I was okay now, so why hadn't he excused himself to go to bed? I continued to watch him for a moment or two as we sat in silence until he finally spoke.
"Well yeah, we have training in the morning..." his words faded out and he watched me for a moment or two "Can I sleep in here?" he questioned, eyeing the bed with enough space for like 4 people to sleep comfortably.
I frowned at his request, why would he want to sleep in here? Is he worried that Vegeta might try and attack me in my sleep or something? The mere idea had me laughing inside... Vegeta may be an asshole, but he's not a stupid asshole and I doubted that he would want to be so petty to get even with me for breaking his nose. "Why?" I asked, shifting a little so that I could grab the bundle of covers from the floor, dumping them back onto the bed.
Goku frowned a little and then spoke "Vegeta didn't seem to happy with you, I would feel better knowing I was here in case he did something... plus It would be like the camping trip..." Yeah the camping trip where Gokus tent collapsed and he ended up sleeping in mine, since the others weren't awake to ask. "I thought... I thought that was the kind of thing friends did when they couldn't sleep?"
It was surprising to think that Goku had been on earth longer than I and yet he was still so naive about men and women sharing a bed. Shaking my head I answered him "Goku... your tent collapsed, you had nowhere else to sleep, that's why we shared a tent" I paused "men and women... they don't share a bed unless they are... involved" I rubbed my face lightly and peered at the time "Look it's nearly 4am... you should go to bed Goku..." I yawned and slid under the covers, curling up, tucking myself into them. I heard Goku move and a slipped a hand out of the covers to switch off the lamp. "Good night Goku..."
I expected him to go to the door and leave through it, instead I felt a hand on my back and I sighed, rolling over to see those large dark eyes pleading silently "... Fine get in" I lifted the edge of the covers for him, before rolling back over "don't even think about it..." I mumbled as I felt his arm start to snake over my waist, my words halting his movements until I felt him pull his arm back to his own space. Yawning one last time, I shuffled a little and sighed happily as I felt sleep finally overcome me, dragging me into the comfort of darkness.
Morning came quicker than I would have liked, groaning in disapproval as I felt myself waking up. I didn't want to wake up, because that meant I would have to get up and either sit with Bulma, indulging in useless girly chit-chat or, go train with the others and I was feeling lazy already, despite not being fully awake yet. Nuzzling into my pillow, or what I thought was my pillow, I yawned and curled up tighter before realising that this pillow was hard... and warm... and... wait... muscular?! I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was a chest, staring me in the face. I trailed my gaze upwards and came face to face with Goku and that's when I remembered that he had slept here last night.
"Mornin..." he smiled sleepily and I came to realize that his arms were wrapped around me, holding me gently but securely to him. I blinked, a pink hue descending my face at how close we were to each other, my heart beating violently against my ribcage, swallowing hard. Opening my mouth to speak, to tell him off but the words never came, his face coming closer to mine before he detoured and nuzzled his head into my neck, inhaling my scent with a purr.
I was trying so hard to fight the feelings that grew inside me... I didn't want to fall for him! I was perfectly happy being just me and nobody else! Although... maybe Bulma had been right. When we spoke before I had agreed to come over, she had told me about how love is amazing and that I should try to accept the feeling if it came. I had snorted at her and she had told me about how she thought she would never come to feel the love that she feels for Vegeta and how she never thought she would be a mother because she wouldn't like it... but here she was, in love and a mother. I just couldn't bring myself to feel those feelings; either that or I was kidding myself... what was wrong with feeling for someone? Oh yeah that's right, the pain and suffering caused by losing a loved one when shit goes down that turns your life upside down and inside out. On the other hand, there was a part of me screaming to take the risk of loving somebody, risk opening myself up to that person and share with them.
"Goku..." I mumbled softly a new sensation grabbing me, a want, a need to smell the man in my bed and I leaned forward, nuzzling my nose into his neck, inhaling deeply... he smelled musky, like spices and warmth, an intoxicating smell that clouded my mind, purring as I pressed closer to him. This feeling went deeper than human emotion; these feelings were of a saiyan nature, the need to mate with someone either stronger than you, or someone you wanted to protect depending on if you were male or female of course. I was losing myself in this moment and in the back of my mind, this whole thing scared me. Mating was permanent, even though we weren't anywhere near mating yet, the whole prospect was frightening to me because once you were mated, you were bonded and that can be dangerous. Being bonded means you feel them all the time, their emotions, their pain and when they die, there's a chance that you die too. Goku had never mated with Chi-Chi, even though they were married, he had confessed this to me once, telling me that he never felt the urge to mate with her in the saiyan way. That was something that had surprised me in all honesty, the man was married to her, had kids with her and never mated, he had never felt for her on that level to dedicate himself to her for the rest of his life. It had saddened me to think that he had done all those human rituals but never committed on that level, then again Chi-Chi had a hard enough time whenever he went away for long periods of time, or when he had died, so maybe it was for the best.
I felt the purr rumbling in his throat, sending shivers down my spine as I pressed closer to him, gasping out as I felt his lips pressing against my neck, kissing his way along my throat and up to my jaw line. The atmosphere around us was almost suffocating as the energy began to crackle, his lips leaving my jaw, a small whine escaping from my lips before he claimed them with his own in a searing kiss. I arched my body to his as the kiss became more urgent, his tongue pushing roughly past my lips to seek out mine, before trying to assert dominance. Purring into the kiss, my tongue battled his as his hands came to rest on my ass, pulling me completely flush to him, making me feel how aroused he was right now, his cock hard and throbbing, pressing against me through the material of his boxers.
"Goku..." I mewled his name into the kiss, feeling my own body heating up, that burning sensation that started in my stomach had moved lower, Goku moving to roll me onto my back. I stared into his eyes as he broke the kiss to stare down at me; his hands pressed either side of my head, leaning down to kiss my lips gently once more, his lips then travelling down to my neck again. Goku said nothing as he bought one hand down, letting his fingers trail along my side and down to my pyjama shorts, hooking his fingers into the waistband, curling them around the fabric. I could feel my heart thudding against my ribcage, my body tensing as his hand slid inside my shorts, aside from the what I had done to Bulma at the Christmas party, I had never been with anyone physically and I was nervous.
Goku lifted his head from my neck as he felt my body tense and he frowned lightly "are you okay?" his voice was low and husky "did you want me to stop?" his hand still firmly resting inside my shorts. I was about to answer him when the door opened.
"Hey Dita, you getting up the guys are going to start...training...soon... Goku?!" Bulma squeaked out as she saw the scene before her.
"BULMA!" I yelled "Get out!" I scrambled away from Goku and reached for my pillow, launching it at the door, watching Bulma hastily retreat, shutting the door behind herself. I heard her giggling on the other side and I sighed, rubbing my face as Goku began chuckling beside me. "It's not funny..." I scowled and got out of bed, moving to root through one of the drawers, pulling out some clothes and heading into the bathroom.
"Dita..." Goku began but I cut him off.
"You better go shower and get to training Goku..." I locked the bathroom door, shedding my pyjamas and climbed into the shower myself, hearing him get off the bed, the rustling of clothing indicated that he had gotten dressed.
"See you in a bit then?" he called back to me, knocking lightly on the bathroom door.
"Yeah, sure" I answered, hearing him wander across the room and leave, shutting the door behind himself. Sighing, I turned the water on and stepped under the stream of water, grabbing the shampoo, I began to wash my hair, wondering how far this would have gone if Bulma hadn't come in when she had...
A short while later I had showered and dressed in a cropped tank top and the baggy pants we had to train in, much like Goku's but mine were black. Running a brush through my wild hair, I snorted at my reflection in the mirror and threw on my boots before heading downstairs. I stopped at the top of the stairs as I heard voices coming from Vegetas room. Raising a brow, I masked my ki and snuck over to his door and pressed my ear to it, listening quietly to what was being said.
"... yeah, Goku and Dita, I walked in on them and they were getting pretty intimate" that was Bulmas voice, she must be talking to Vegeta... but why is she telling HIM about what she saw? I frowned as I heard Vegetas voice.
"Her and Kakarot? Hn he must remember why we invited her here... he's not to go too far... it's a good thing you walked in on them when you did" I frowned, what on earth were they planning?! I heard Bulma sighing and then the sound of someone pacing.
"I know Vegeta... but why do we have to sneak around like this? Why can't we just tell her the truth, I don't think she would be that against the whole thing...?" the sounds in the room changed as someone else stood and walked around before coming to a stop.
"Put simply Bulma, it's more fun this way..." more fun? What the fuck is he talking about? "Plus the legends say that we need a full moon and the circumstances have to be just right..." Oh seriously? What could he be talking about... legends and circumstances? Shaking my head I pressed back to the door. "Anyway, we should get back downstairs, training starts soon and I wouldn't want to be the tardy one" He seemed amused by the idea and I realised he was approaching the door shit! I inwardly panicked before running down the hall and skidding to a halt at the top before calmly stepping down them as I heard Vegeta opening his door and stepping out with Bulma.
"Morning Dita!" I heard the cheery voice of Krillin as I stepped into the living room, noting that he was alone.
"Morning Krillin, what are you doing in the house? Shouldn't you be outside with the others?" I asked as I wandered into the kitchen, going to the fridge and grabbing a bottle of cold water.
"I was just on my way out" he smiled and grabbed himself a soda before accompanying me out into the yard.
I couldn't help but let my mind wander back to what Vegeta had said; it sent shivers down my spine just thinking about it... What was this legend? What were the circumstances? What did it have to do with him and Goku... and more importantly, what did it have to do with me?
So... there was chapter 3!
I hope it is starting to become a little more exciting now, with Vegeta and his strange behaviour... what IS this legend? And what does it have to do with the three adult saiyans? Take a guess in the reviews section! I would love to know what you guys think about this fic so far.
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~Sunni-Chan
