Sorry guys

Sorry guys! I ended up uploading chapter 2 5 times! Not my bad!!!! Ff.net was showing it as an error…. Grr…. So! To make up for it, my fav chapter chapter three!!

Disclaimer: Not mine

Warnings: This one gets kinda kinky! And Of course it is a B/V and G/CC ficcy! YEAH!!!!!

Chapter three; The Battle in the Woods

            Vegeta lunged at Bulma, his power at full, he wasn't about to go easy on someone who had insulted his pride so badly. Bulma was a smart fighter and knew this, she too was pulling out all the stops for this one.

            The two teenager were surprisingly close in power and skill. But that was where the similarities stopped. Bulma was extremely quick and agile where Vegeta was slower but his blunt powerful attacks could cause a lot of damage if they hit.

            Vegeta whipped a round house kick at her, his speed catching her off guard. She fell to the ground and blocked any forthcoming attacks with a ki shield.

            "Ha puny weak woman! You can't even counter a weak kick!" Vegeta said triumphantly.

            Bulma just stood up, "That's were you're wrong Vegeta. I happen to know that you put as much power into that kick as you could."

            Vegeta glared at her, but couldn't respond as she came at him with a fury of punches. He managed to block several but a few managed to hit him and his uniform shirt was being torn to shreds.

            'Being torn?!' he thought, 'A punch shouldn't do this!' he caught one of her wrists and say the ki shipped like a knife between her finger, "Cleaver bitch." He said as he pushed her away.

            She stumbled but came right back at him, and managed to grab his tail. Now Vegeta being a young Sayian, had not yet learnt how to focus his energy so that in the event of a tail pulling such as this one, he wouldn't feel pain. So him not knowing this left him at a great disadvantage as Bulma's sharp nails dug into the sensitive flesh.

            Vegeta howled in pain and tried to grab hers in return, but as he was turning she squeezed harder. "WOMAN!" he cried out, "Let me go!"

            Bulma's evil smirk had a profound effect on him, "But Veggie, you're so cute when you're howling in pain." She said sweetly.

            Vegeta was not in the mood to be affected by her being cute. So he let his ki explode around him. And she was flung back wards.

            She landed hard on the ground, "No, Vegeta! Don't!" she cried in horror as he approached her smugly.

            "That's right weakling, now I will repay you the pain you cause me ten fold." He said as he continued to walk slowly towards her.

            "Please! Don't do this!" she protested.

            He was within a few feet of her, and she suddenly sprang up and hit him in the face with a good sized ki blast.

            Now it was Vegeta's turn to go flying backwards.

            Bulma laughed, "Did you really think me the kind of girl to play weak and helpless?! Ha! You're such a fool!" she laughed, "Now oh great Prince." She said the last word with distain, "I have a class to get back to." She said as she turned to take flight.

            Vegeta was faster then she though and in a blur of motion grabbed her around the waist.

            "What?!" she exclaimed as she found herself unable to move.

            Vegeta moved his face close to hers, so that his lips were grazing her ear. "I have you woman." He smirked and Bulma shuddered as she felt his lips move.

            She couldn't believe this! What was he trying to do?!

            "Vegeta what in the nine layers of hell are you doing?!" she demanded.

            He laughed softly and she felt her pulse quicken as his warm breath grazed her neck, "You know less about Sayian culture then I though…" he trailed off as he began to nuzzle her neck.

            Blue eyes shot wide open, 'Sayian culture…?! We…we fought… I tried to escape… and  he… he… he!' she realized what was going on and struggled to free herself only to find one of his hands wrapped around her tail.

            "Fighting is useless. I will catch you in the end." He said as he brushed her blue braids over her left shoulder, baring her other to him.

            She gasped as she realized what he was about to do! She was too young for this! She was only sixteen! She racked her memory to find some kind of protocol that would get her out of this situation for good.

            She came up blank and decided to try to reason with the prince, "I'm…! I'm too young for this Vegeta! I'm only sixteen! I can't be bonded! I'm not ready!" she pleased.

            He drew his head back slightly and said calmly, "You and I both know it's too late for that."

            "Vegeta…" she moaned as he kissed the junction of her neck and shoulder, the place where a mated couple would bite each other to prove their bond. "Please… I don't want to do this… I could have such an amazing future. I don't want to do something I'll regret!" she protested.

            Vegeta backed away from her, but still held her tail which he was now stroking softly causing her to purr. "Bulma, I am the Sayian Prince, I will be king! How could being mated to me be something you regret?"

            Bulma couldn't answer, well not as long as he stroked her tail anyways. She shook her head, her braids falling down her back.

            Vegeta released her tail and turned her to face him, "We are bonded woman. It happened and there is nothing to be done about it." He saw her face fall and continued, "We are destined to be together, but if you do not feel you are ready…" he trailed off and she looked up at him, hope shinning in her eyes. According to Sayian culture once she had been caught her future was in his hands. It was his decision weather to mate now or at another time. It was his game now and she knew it.

            "…we can complete our bond at another time." He finished, surprised at him self. Why had he given her more time? He was the prince! He didn't have to do anything he didn't want to do!

            Bulma's face erupted into a smile, "Thank you Vegeta." She said as she hugged him tightly.

            Vegeta felt his young, hormonally driven body react to the body pressed against his. He suppressed a moan, just barely and cursed him self for being so weak. He felt her pull back slightly and he saw her eyes searching his own. He knew what came next. She was going to kiss him.    

            Well he wasn't about to allow that! He was suppose to be in control! Not her! He swiftly pressed his lips to hers and heard her gasp.

            They stayed that way for what seemed like an eternity, both not quite sure what to do. Sure they knew what was suppose to happen. Vegeta had seen it on TV, their tongues were suppose to do things… he tried to think of what had happened in that movie his friend had forced him to watch… what had he called it? Porno? That sounded right! He knew how this was suppose to look, and with their faces just touching, not moving and without saliva dripping down their faces, he felt he was doing something wrong.

            Bulma too knew something should be happening… she had read many novels about this kind of thing, as well as stories written by fans on the internet… what were they called again? Lemons! That was it! This was the part where he ravaged her, or she took control and threw him to the ground much to his secret delight.

            Sadly the inexperienced teens were at a loss, they felt their minds begin to wander. And as soon as their attention was diverted, they both found out that they were enjoying this just the way it was. The revelation made them feel amazingly relived. And Vegeta wrapped his arms around her smaller body and pulled her even tighter against him.

            Bulma didn't resist and threw her around his neck. She gasped as she felt his hands slid down her back to play with her tail.

            Her mouth was now open against him, and his first reaction was that she was doing something wrong. His second reaction was that maybe this was the point when they were suppose to do that tongue thing.

            So he timidly touched her lips with his tongue and nearly pulled back as he felt a surge of energy run through him. He gasped as her own tongue came out to met his, before plunging deeper into his mouth.

            Vegeta got the hang of it and thrust his tongue at hers. Battling for an unknown reason, both of them lost in the over load it was giving their senses.

            'This bonded thing might not be so bad!' thought Bulma.

            'If we get to do this all the time, I can wait to become mated!' thought Vegeta as he stroked her tail again and smirked as she jumped. This was going to be interesting…

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