Disclaimer- Don't own DBZ

In the morning, Mila woke up, noticing that Vegeta as already gone.
She didn't hear from Vegeta for over four days. And to her own surprise, she actually found herself worried about him from time to time.
"This isn't fair," she whispered, laying down on his bed. "Why do I even care about whether he's okay or not!?"
That was something that she couldn't explain to herself, as much as tried.
She sat up and looked out the window, just gazing at the beautful white stars that contrasted with the ebony background of space.
Why did you KISS him, you fool!? Someone keeping your freedom from you, keeping you trapped here.... Mila yelled silently in her mind.
Not only was his absence bothering her, but she was going stir crazy. She had absolutely nothing to do and she refused to leave the room.
As she contemplated her predicament, she heard the doors slide open. She jumped up and ran into the living room, expecting Vegeta.
But Nappa sat there on the couch. He removed his armor and set it on the floor.
"Where's Vegeta?" she said loudly.
"Hell if I know," Nappa replied, eyeing Mila as he got up. "What's your name, beautiful?"
"None of your damn business," Mila hissed. "Now get out."
"Well, is that any way to treat a guest?" Nappa said, grinning menacingly. He began moving toward her. "Don't be so shy now..."
"Get OUT!" Mila yelled.
"Fine, have it you way!" Nappa said as he lunged at her, knocking her down and pinning her to the ground.
"Get off me right now!" Mila screamed, struggling underneath his grasp.
"This could have been a pleasant experience..." Nappa said kissing her neck.
Disgust covered her body, and Mila suddenly threw Nappa off her, then immediately kicked him in the crotch. Nappa yelled in pain, but went after Mila.
"You bitch!" he yelled, grabbing her shoulder and slinging her to the ground. She smashed into the ground, and her head made a sickening thunk as it hit the hard, gray floor. Nappa pulled her back towards him.
Mila quickly regained her bearings and savagely bit Nappa on the shoulder numerous times, her sharp teeth piercing his skin and leaving deep jagged marks. She almost vomited as she tasted his blood in her mouth.
But this move did nothing, as Nappa was determined to get what he wanted. Mila continued fighting, even though her hopes were dwindling fast.
Then, she heard the doors open and slide shut. Relief flooded her mind as Nappa looked up and froze in fear.
"What are you doing in my room?" Vegeta asked calmly. Mila could see he looked furious. Nappa immediately got off her and stood up.
"She came on to me, Vegeta!" Nappa said, trying to get out of the predicament.
"You filthy, lying bastard!" Mila screamed, jumping to her feet. Nappa's face contorted in anger and he raised his hand to slap her.
In an instant, Vegeta flew at Nappa, and kicked him in the head. Nappa had barely any time to react before the angered saiya-jin came at him again. Blurred kicks and punches flew at Nappa, as he feebly tried to protect himself. Eventually, the large man lost consciousness, but Vegeta still went on with his attack.
All Mila could do was watch, scared to move, or even breathe.
When Vegeta finally stopped, he was panting, and beads of sweat covered his body. In some places, splotches of Nappa's blood covered him.
Vegeta quickly picked up the man covered in blood and went to the door. After he opened it, Vegeta threw him out with all his remaining strength, causing Nappa to crack the wall when he collided with it.
He then turned his attention to Mila. Blood ran down her neck and some was in her hair. Tears mixed in with the red liquid on her face.
"Are you okay?" Vegeta asked walking over to her.
"I'm f-fine," she stammered. A look of anger crossed her face as she wiped her face with her shirt. "Where have you been all this damn time!?"
Vegeta just smiled.
"Why? Did you miss me?" he grinned. Mila turned red and glared at him.
"In case you haven't noticed, I'm stuck all alone in this giant place and there isn't one damned form of entertainment!" she said sharply, motioning to the empty gray living room that held nothing but a couch and table set. Vegeta just smirked.
"Ugh!! You-" Mila began, but was interrupted as Vegeta suddenly kissed her.
The kiss was full of fire and passion, and the two simply stood there embraced, just enjoying it.
"Vegeta?" Mila spoke softly. "I'm covered in blood, and I think a shower is in order."
Vegeta looked down at his spandex suit then smiled as he picked Mila up and the two headed off to the shower.
That night, Vegeta and Mila laid together in bed enjoying one another's company. Vegeta hugged Mila closer to him.
Mila turned over and looked Vegeta in the eyes.
Vegeta just simply adored her, her beauty overwhelming him.
How could I come to care for someone like you, Vegeta? Mila wondered. How could I in such little time?