A/N: Hello again, I'm back with a longer chapter. I'm really very sorry
for the delay but things have been completely mad, you know how it is. And
I've had major writer's block! Anywho, Happy Reading!!
Disclaimer: I own zip, zero, nuttin of DBZ!! But I DO own some of the characters that were made up by me!
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Kinjal laid out the white sheer dress neatly on the large bed.
Bulma stood up nervously, "I can't do this!" She blurted out.
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Kinjal looked at Bulma blankly, "What do you mean?"
She fidgeted nervously, "I-I can't do this. It's just too much! I have to get out of here!" she ran to the door, only to be stopped by Kinjal.
"Bulma, what is wrong with you!" She shook Bulma by the shoulders.
Bulma pushed Kinjal back with force, being pregnant with a Saiya-jin child did have its up side.
Kinjal found herself being hurled backwards and felt her head bang against the wall. The last thing she heard was whisper of an apology from Bulma, before everything around her started to fade into blackness.
"I want to go home to Earth! I don't belong here..." She felt tears begin to form in her eyes as she looked at Kinjals body splayed out on the floor. "I'm sorry," she whispered as she ran out of the room and up the nearest flight of stairs.
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King Vegeta paced nervously along the threshold, outside of the religious temple of the Saiya-jin God, Var. The temple could fit two hundred Saiya- jins and only elites and royalty were allowed inside. The crowd was beginning to thicken outside of the temple, all waiting to catch glimpse of their future Queen. The ceremony was to begin in two hours and already people had begun to gather.
King Vegeta kept on pacing restlessly, he had been waiting for this for a long time, and finally it had arrived.
The Saiya-jin priest stepped out of the temple and looked at his King in concern, "Sire is everything alright? You are early, the ritual does not begin until two more hours." He wondered why the King had shown up early. It was normal for Saiya-jin commoners to gather early outside of the temple, but not the King.
King Vegeta growled in annoyance at the holy Saiya-jin, "Nothing that concerns you."
The priest bowed in respect and turned to enter the temple again, leaving King Vegeta to his thoughts. No one was allowed to step foot into the temple until his son arrived. His thoughts went back to Bulma and he found himself smiling slightly. He knew that she would be an exemplary Queen. They both had to be ritually bonded before they could carry out the coronation, but other than that everything seemed to be going fine. Or so he thought.
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Vegeta was in his bedroom putting on the Saiya-jin royal armour. He could not believe that the time had finally come for him to be ritually bonded to Bulma and be crowned King of Vegeta-sei. If he was honest with himself, he was surprised that this day had come. Never once had he thought that he would be back on Vegeta-sei and about be crowned King! The thought still struck him as strange, his race was revived and for this he was prouder than he had ever been in his entire life.
His thoughts wandered back to his mate, well, soon to be official mate in the eyes of the Saiya-jin council and population. He never imagined that he would be mated to Bulma, but inside he somehow knew that it was right.
Just then Ota burst through the door, "Vegeta, I have some news!" He was winded from running up two flights of stairs and his short legs couldn't carry him fast enough.
Vegeta fastened his armour plate with the symbol of the Royal House carved into the breast, and scowled. "What is Ota, and don't have a heart attack while you're telling me!"
Ota looked at Vegeta and hesitated, "Vegeta, I'm afraid that Bulma has disappeared. I found Kinjal in her room knocked out cold. When she awoke, she told me that Bulma had run away and that she didn't want to go through with the ceremony."
Vegeta stared at Ota for several moments. "Kuso! The onna always has to be dramatic." His eyes narrowed in annoyance. He had not spoken to or seen Bulma in a week. It had been part of the purification ritual of no contact between the pair, because they were already bonded. In order the purify the bond they had to be kept seperate and now Bulma had gotten cold feet and had hidden somewhere and he wouldn't be able to contact her, otherwise the ritual would have to be postponed for another week!
Ota looked at Vegeta with his eyebrow raised, "Is that all you're going to say?"
Vegeta shook his head, "No baka. I can't get into contact with her or else it will taint the week of purification. She can't have gone far, the woman is seven months pregnant! Go and find her. It will be in your sisters' hands to make her see sense." He already had too much things on his mind and he didn't need this. Already the ritual and coronation were cutting into his training time.
Ota was slightly taken aback, he was sure that Vegeta would have been a little more concerned for the well being of his mate. "As you wish." He left quickly to find his sister. The first thing they had to do was search all five floor levels of the palace.
Vegeta frowned. He felt Bulma's second thoughts a week ago, but hadn't said anything. He just assumed that she would go along with it, not run away and hide from the situation. He felt his temper flare slightly at her childishness but calmed himself down before he did anything he might regret. He looked at the two suns of Vegeta-sei. They would start to set in two hours, and that was when the ritual would begin. He just hoped that Bulma would be found in the next two hours. Shaking his head, he walked out onto the balcony and flew in the direction of the temple.
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Bulma found herself walking along the fourth floor corridor of the palace. She had never been up here before, but the place seemed to have a peaceful aura around it. She hesitantly walked into one of the many rooms feeling drawn to it, curiosity getting the better of her.
She gasped at the beauty of the room, as she stepped in. It seemed like a baby's nursery/dressing room of sorts. She figured it must have been one of Vegeta's mothers' private rooms, because it seemed to have a feminine feel to it. Bulma felt slightly awkward, as if she were trespassing. She felt herself being drawn in by the calmness of the place, and could not resist walking further in and sitting on one of the large comfortable chairs that were placed strategically around the room.
She looked around the room in awe. Large satin royal blue curtains hung from the tall windows and there was a baby's crib in the corner, made from expensive looking oak. The room was decorated in ornate furniture, giving the look of a classic style, without it being tacky. Bulma drew in a deep breath and sat back, taking in the beauty of the room. She had cleverly blocked the entrance to the corridor of the fourth floor with her capsule wall and the only person that could enter the long hallway was her. She smiled, satisfied that no one would think to look for her here, and if they tried they wouldn't be able to break down the wall anyway.
She looked down as she felt the baby inside her kick softly. She sighed and rubbed her stomach to soothe the anxious child. Bulma yawned as she noticed the two suns of Vegeta-sei were about to set in an hour. She snuggled back comfortably and let sleep overcome her. For some odd reason, she felt very safe in this strange room. She felt as though she somehow had a connection to it, but she just couldn't put her finger on it.
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Kinjal frowned as she rubbed the back of her head. Bulma had pushed her with such an immense force, that her head was still throbbing. Bulma had been missing for almost an hour now, and the ritual was to begin in an hour. If they didn't find her, she knew the news would not be taken well by Vegeta or his father.
Kinjal crossed paths with her brother on the third floor of the palace.
Ota looked at his sister in earnest as he walked up to her, "Anything?"
Kinjal shook her head, "Nothing! It's hopeless."
He sighed, "Well it's like Vegeta said, she can't have gone far. Have you tried the fourth floor?"
Kinjal nodded, "It's strange, the whole corridor is blocked off by a wall. I can't get through and I don't think that Bulma would have been able to either. She's definately not there."
Ota's head snapped up, "Her lab?"
Kinjal thought for a moment, "It's worth a shot."
Ota paused for a second, "Would a tracking spell work?"
She frowned and shook her head, "I'd need time and supplies, both of which we don't have. We'll have to find her the old fashioned way."
Ota grew frustrated, "What is the use of having powers if we can't use them when they're needed!"
Kinjal stared at him, "Brother, calm down! We will find her, but make sure King Vegeta doesn't find out she's missing, now you go to her lab and I'll try the palace gardens."
With a mutual understanding they both went their seperate ways.
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Vegeta landed infront of the temple, and nodded as he acknowledged his father. He turned and also nodded to Bulma's father, who had also joined them to see the ritual. Mrs Briefs was nowhere in sight, women weren't allowed to attend the ritual part of the ceremony.
King Vegeta looked at his son with pride, "Enter the temple of Var my son, the ceremony will begin with you and will last for an hour. Bulma will then be summoned and she will join you in the ritual. Once it is complete, you will be coronated. Is everything clear?"
Vegeta nodded in silent understanding.
King Vegeta smiled slightly, "Then, it is now in your hands. You will lead us into the temple."
As if by magic, the large doors of the temple opened and chanting could be heard from inside. Two priests stood on either side of the doors and beckoned the prince and king to enter.
The crowd cheered at the thought of their soon-to-be King. Vegeta stepped into the temple and began to walk slowly down down the long aisle. Behind him, his father followed along with Dr Briefs and behind them, two hundred elite male soldiers followed, all chanting sacred words.
Dr Briefs gulped nervously, he wished that his wife had been allowed to join him, but he knew that it was not part of their custom for women to be present at the ritual, apart from the woman that was to be bonded, in this case, Bulma.
Vegeta stepped on the platform and walked silently towards the priest. He waited until everyone had taken their seats, on the cold stone floor and had stopped their chanting.
The priest began to chant as he started to remove the top half of Vegeta's clothes.
Dr Briefs looked around, completely confused. He leaned in close towards King Vegeta and whispered, "What is he doing? And where is Bulma?"
King Vegeta smirked, "You're daughter will not be here for this part of the ritual. It is an endurance of pain and will last for an hour, until Bulma comes to relieve him from the pain. Saiya-jins strive for war and battle, pain is but a little nuisence. Vegeta will only be crowned King and bonded to Bulma if he can endure the Shi'nah to prove his worth."
Dr. Briefs raised his eyebrow, "What is Shi'nah?"
King Vegeta turned his head and looked at Dr. Briefs, "Burning." He chuckled as he saw the old man's eyes widen. "The Royal house of Vegeta- sei's symbol will be burned into his back, it is rather large. The size of a plate. Bulma's name will then be carved with a knife on the top of his thigh in Saiyago, our written and spoken language. It will be her job to carve it and afterwards drink away any blood that will be shed from the wound. Vegeta will then mark Bulma, in a different manner, you'll understand when you watch it. As you can see, this is why Saiya-jin women are not permitted to watch."
"Bulma won't have to go through pain, will she?" Dr. Briefs asked, fretfully.
King Vegeta rolled his eyes, "Her pain will be minor compared to what my son has to endure."
Dr. Briefs looked back at the raised alter and prepared himself for what he was about to see.
Vegeta didn't know what was in store for him. All his father had said was that there was immense pain involved. If he didn't do this, then he wouldn't be able to bond with Bulma officially or be crowned King. This was something he had to do. *Onna, they better find you soon because once this starts, I won't be able to stop it.*
The priest commanded him to turn his bare back to the congregation. Vegeta did as he was told and stood with his feet shoulder length apart. He gritted his teeth as he saw the smouldering iron tongs with which his back was to be burned with.
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Bulma's eyes fluttered slightly as she felt something soft touch her cheek. "Mmm.." She groaned, fighting the urge to wake up from her peaceful slumber.
A soft feminine voice called out from the corners of the room, "Wake up my child,"
Bulma's eyes snapped open as she heard the voice. She looked around the room trying to find the body that belonged to the voice. Her heart started to race as she couldn't find anyone in the room with her. "Who's there?" She called out into the semi-darkness.
The voice laughed.
Bulma shivered at the softness of the voice, it sounded like bells tinkering together musically.
"I'm not here to hurt you my child," the voice spoke again in its soft silvery voice.
Suddenly, the windows of the tall french windows blew open and the satin curtains started to float eerily in the non-existent wind.
Bulma gasped in surprise, slightly afraid of what was happening, "What the hell..?" She watched in awe as she saw that the two suns of Vegeta-sei were about set.
The voice laughed again and Bulma's jaw dropped as she saw bright tiny white spheres of light begin to form together into a figure, on the balcony. She stood there dumbstruck as she saw the most beautiful woman appear before her. A woman that looked slightly like Vegeta, well the colour of the eyes.
Bulma stood up as if in a trance and walked closer to the shining figure. "Who are you?" She asked, feeling slightly more bolder than before.
The woman smiled radiantly, "As of now, that is not important."
Bulma frowned.
"I'm here to tell you that you are making a mistake by not attending the ritual today."
Bulma shook her head, "I can't go! This is not me, it's not my planet or my people. I want to go back home, to where I belong."
The woman with the onyx eyes shook her head sadly, "But that is not your destiny my child. You were fated to live here amongst my people, with my son."
Bulma froze, "You're Vegeta's mother? What are you doing here, I thought you were dead?"
Queen Khyiriana smirked, "Of course I'm dead. Let's just say that the Saiya-jin God, Var, owed me a little favour. He let me come and see you on the physical plane, to talk some sense into you."
Bulma shook her head profusely, "I can't be a Queen like you were! I mean 'Queen Bulma' that doesn't even sound right! I don't know the first thing about being a Queen, and my home-"
"Silence!" Khyiriana cut Bulma off, "You earthlings have too many emotions. You will visit your planet, it is not like my son has banned you from visiting, has he?"
Bulma thought for a moment, "No, not really."
"And as for being Queen, my mate would not have asked you to partake in the tournament if he did not think you worthy of the title. Think about it, my child. I can see that you are very clever, so why must you insist on acting so stupidly and childish?"
Bulma let the words sink in. She was acting a little childish, "I see what you mean, but I don't have the strength to be a Queen for a race of Saiya- jins. Don't you see that Vegeta will have to protect me at all times? He'll never get a moments peace if he has to keep rescuing me."
Khyiriana growled, "You are quite capable to defend yourself. That is no excuse. You have that friend with magical powers, am I right?"
Bulma nodded deaftly, as she wondered what Kinjal had to do with anything.
"Well, get her to teach you some magic, that way you won't feel so helpless all the time. Convince my son to keep training you, after my grandson is born. You see that it is all not so bad in the end?"
Bulma smiled slightly, "No it's not I guess.. I'm sorry, I guess I just got a little scared that's all. Thank you."
Khyiriana smirked, her work here was done. She looked out at the two suns that were setting. "It's time my child. You must promise to look after my family." She looked sadly into Bulma's eyes, "My mate thinks very highly of you."
Bulma looked into the sad eyes of the former Queen, "I know, and I promise to take care of them all, you don't have to worry."
"I know you will. Mention to this to no one, my child." Khyiriana sighed sadly as she realized her time on the physical plane had ended, "Farewell," she said softly, as she burst into a hundred of the bright tiny white sphere's that she had formed from, and floated upwards into the night sky.
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Kinjal and Ota gaped at Bulma, who was slowly approaching them in the palace gardens.
Bulma smiled apologetically at Kinjal, "I'm sorry for pushing you, slight case of nerves. I didn't mean to hurt you."
Kinjal smiled back at the small earthling with the large stomach, "It's ok, but we better get you to the temple. It's almost time."
Ota smiled, "You had everyone really worried."
Bulma smiled back, "Sorry."
Kinjal took Bulma's arm, "Let's go." She stopped for a second, "Do you remember how to write and speak Saiyago Bulma?"
Bulma nodded "Yup, learnt it all in a week." She straightened out her long white sheer gown.
Kinjal let out a sigh of relief and they began to make their way towards the temple of Var.
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Vegeta stood sturdily feeling slightly dizzy, he thought he was about to pass out from the pain of the burning on his skin. And he thought that Frieza had made him endure pain, that was nothing compared to this. He ground his teeth together and growled quietly into the large silent temple. He knew that he had to endure the pain without crying out, as two hundred pairs of eyes were watching him.
The symbol was large and it was taking a great deal of time to complete. *Damn priest. If he wasn't a holy man I would have blasted him here and now for touching me with that iron rod!* His jaw twitched in agitation. He hoped that Ota had found Bulma, otherwise he would be one pissed off prince.
Dr. Briefs wanted to gag as he smelt the burning of flesh. *I wish Bunni was here.. I'm think I'm going to be sick* He held back the urge to throw up. He never knew that Saiya-jins had so much belief in their culture as to endure such pain.
King Vegeta's head snapped up and he thought he felt his mate materialize into Vegeta-sei's atmosphere. He could feel her for a good ten minutes, he shook his head thinking he was going senile. As soon as he felt her existence, he began to feel her presence fade away again. *Odd..* He returned to watch his son endure the Shi'nah.
The priest burned the last etching of the symbol into Vegeta's skin. He threw the scalding iron rods before the statue of the God Var, to show the completion of part of the ritual. He spoke out to the congregation, "The first part of the ritual is complete! The Prince's mate must now join him on the alter to finish off the ritual." All this was spoken in Saiyago.
The priest looked around the temple, waiting for the Prince's mate to emerge.
Two minutes of silence passed and the male crowd erupted into small murmurs of inquisition as to where their future Queen was.
Vegeta frowned and turned to face the congregation, his eyes scanning the crowd for any flash of blue hair. He felt his heart sink slightly as he noted that Bulma was nowhere to be seen. It seemed as if there would be no bonding ritual.
King Vegeta frowned slightly.
The large doors of the temple burst open and Bulma walked in with Ota, with Kinjal waiting outside, looking slightly flushed.
The crowd hushed in surprise at the sudden arrival of their future Queen.
Vegeta smirked inwardly as Bulma slowly made woddled her way down the aisle towards Vegeta.
Bulma smiled as she saw Vegeta standing on the alter. She grimaced inwardly as she smelt the residue of burning flesh. She had been informed of what was to happen in the ritual and was not too pleased with the fact that Vegeta had to be physically scarred. But she knew there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Her nerves started to surface again as she felt every male's gaze upon her. She kept looking at Vegeta as she made her way slowly to the alter.
Ota stood in the back as he let Bulma walk towards the alter alone, intrigued at what Saiya-jin mating rituals held.
Bulma took a deep breath as stepped up to Vegeta and looked into his eyes.
Vegeta raised his eyebrow as he felt Bulma's nervousness. He shook his head slightly, so only Bulma could see.
Bulma caught the movement of his head and smiled slightly. This was the first time in one week that she had laid eyes upon him and she couldn't remember ever seeing him look so handsome as he did at that moment.
Two thrones were placed on the alter, a stool in between the thrones. The priest handed Bulma a bowl of silver water from the sacred river of Vegeta- sei.
Bulma looked down at the bowl and thanked Kami that she knew what she was doing. The priest began chanting in Saiyago again.
Vegeta turned back around, his back facing the congregation once again. Bulma stood to the side of him so that she wasn't blocking anyone's view of Vegeta's burned back with the symbol of the Royal House. She took the sacred water in her hands and rubbed it into his back, massaging the red burns. This was done so that the burns would not blister.
Vegeta looked up at the statue of Var and closed his eyes as he felt Bulma massaging the water into his back. He felt the pain slowly begin to fade away with each rub of her hand.
Bulma grinned inwardly as she heard a soft growl come from Vegeta. She could tell that he was enjoying this immensely. Once all the water had been done away with, the priest took the bowl back and handed Bulma an intricate looking sword. Bulma nodded in understanding as she took the sword. She knew she should be finding this strange, but she couldn't. Instead she proud to be part of something so prestigious.
His burned back still facing the congregation, he lifted his bare leg up and placed it on the oak stool. This mark was not to be seen by anyone else other than Bulma, so the priest turned away and looked out over at the people sitting silently on the floor. He began chanting religiously.
Bulma understood the chanting as commands and she knelt down on her right knee next to Vegeta's bare leg. She slowly began to carve her name in Saiyago on his thigh.
Vegeta bared his teeth as he felt the cold metal pierce his skin. He watched as Bulma strategically carve her name into his thigh.
Once she had carved her name, Bulma watched mesmerised by the blood that was oozing out from the cuts. As instructed by the chanting priest, she dabbed her ring finger of the right hand in the pooling blood on his thigh. She brought up the blood stained tip of her finger to the parting in her hair, and drew a line with the blood through the parting. She bent down and placed her lips on his thigh and began to suck away the blood.
Vegeta watched all of this, completely intrigued that Bulma wasn't gagging at drinking the blood. As this was completed, she stood up slowly and looked at her name engraved on his thigh in Saiyago. She wiped her mouth and smirked. No words were needed for this ritual, actions spoke louder than words.
Vegeta smirked back, but only because he couldn't be seen. He placed his armour back on and turned to face the congregation.
The entire congregation watched intently, waiting for the ritual to be complete.
The priest instructed Bulma to turn and face the two hundred Saiya-jins. As she did this, Vegeta stepped behind her and pushed her hair away to the left, baring the right side of her neck. A hint of a scar could be seen, from when he marked her before.
King Vegeta urged his son mentally to get on with it, *Anytime now Vegeta!*
Vegeta held Bulma from behind and bared his sharp teeth.
Bulma wanted to laugh out loud as she saw the worried expression on her father's face. She braced herself for the moment of pain.
Vegeta brought his teeth to Bulma's neck and bit down hard, drawing blood. He held her shoulders firmly as he heard her whimper from the pain. He drank the blood from her wound as if it were water. Once he finished drinking from her, he felt all her emotions and life story pour into him and vice versa. He saw her life as a girl, her sadness at loneliness, her doubts and fears.
Bulma gasped as she saw images of Vegeta's tortured life when he was with Frieza. She began to feel almost physically sick as she saw what Frieza had done to him when he was only a boy, chanting from the priest was mixed in with images and flashbacks of his life. She slumped back limply into his arms, tired from the exchange of emotions. He had hid all of this from her the first time they bonded, but because of the ritual he was not able to hide it this time.
Tears stung Bulma eyes as she looked up into Vegeta's onyx eyes.
Vegeta looked down at Bulma's limp body in his arms, concern beginning to show in their onyx depths.
Bulma smiled weakly and shook her head to let him know she was alright and stood up, taking his arm as a Queen would to her King. The priest completed the chanting and smiled out to the congregation. "Let the ritual be complete!"
As this was said, the crowd burst into cheers and applause. Bulma started to feel slightly self concious at being cheered at by two hundred males. Vegeta smirked as he saw a blush rise up on Bulma's cheeks.
King Vegeta stood up from his place and walked towards the united couple. "Congratulations. It is now time for you to be coronated." The coronation of the pair was not as long as the bonding ritual . In fact it only lasted for a total of two minutes.
Bulma and Vegeta understood everything that was to happen. Vegeta held out his left hand, whilst Bulma held out her right hand.
King Vegeta took his sword and incision a cut into each of the upturned palms. "Blood to blood. Soul to Soul, as is the will of Var. I pronounce you King and Queen of Vegeta-sei."
As the blood began to seep out from the shallow cuts in their palms, the former King of Vegeta-sei took their hands and placed them together, so that Bulma and Vegeta were holding hands, their blood flowing into each other from the cuts.
Bulma smiled, trying to hide the pain she was in. Vegeta stood tall and held his head high, pride emanating from his every feature. He was now King of Vegeta-sei and Bulma was his Queen.
They walked arm in arm out of the temple to face the Saiya-jin people, for the first time as King and Queen of Vegeta-sei.
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{Back on Earth}
Dr. Gero looked at his two sleeping creations in the liquid filled pods, from where he was sitting. He cackled evilly, soon he would awaken these monsters and the world would peril for making him suffer.
The pod on the left that was marked 'Android 17' started to flash.
Dr.Gero looked up from the data on his computer, confused. He ran up to the pod to see what was happening. As soon he reached the pod containing Android 17 he gasped as he saw the eyes of the android snap open.
Android 17 frowned from inside the containment pod. He pulled his arm from the restraint and smashed the glass. The liquid oozed out and emptied itself on the floor.
Android 17 jumped out from the pod and smirked coldly at Dr. Gero, "What's up, Doc?"
Dr. Gero yelped and jumped back, "H-how? You're not supposed to activate by yourself!"
Android 17 chuckled, "I did a little upgrading of myself. Never trust a machine, Doc." As Dr. Gero started to back away, Android 17 gripped him by the throat in a flash of lightening. "Now, now. That's not very nice." He squeezed the throat of the doctor, cutting of the air supply.
Dr. Gero started choking and scraping his feet against the floor as he was being lifted up by the throat. *What have I done th-* His thought was cut short as he felt his neck snap and everything went black.
Android 17 laughed menacingly, "Oops, I think I broke him!" He threw the doctor's body to the side like a rag doll and walked towards the pod where his sister was contained.
He frowned as he looked at the different buttons. He pressed the red button and watched as the liquid drained and his sister awoke to the world.
Android 18 opened her blue lifeless. She smirked at who she saw standing in front of her. "Hey Bro." She pulled herself out of the measly restraints and jumped out of the pod, standing next to her brother.
She smiled evilly at him, shaking her blonde hair out of her face. "What do you say we have some fun?"
They both looked at each other and laughed.
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Bulma padded softly towards the large bed. It was now midnight and it had been a long day for her, what with the ritual and being crowned Queen, oh and the fact that she was pregnant. She sunk down into the bed and sighed, exhausted.
Vegeta followed Bulma and slid into bed with her. He flinched slightly as he felt the burn on his back rub against the sheet.
Bulma turned her head and watched as Vegeta got into bed with her, "Goodnight Vegeta."
He simply grunted and turned to sleep on his side, his bare back facing Bulma.
As the light of the two moons shone through the tall windows, they illuminated Vegeta's back and Bulma could see the burn on his back. She shook her head in worry. Shuffling closer, she traced her hand across the burn and heard him hiss, but not moving a muscle.
"Onna, what are you doing?"
Bulma pouted, "Does it hurt?" she asked softly.
He snorted, "Nothing can hurt me."
Bulma rolled her eyes and softly traced her lips over the burn.
Vegeta held back the urge to take her there and then, he growled, "Onna, go to sleep."
She giggled, "Oh you like it, admit it!" She said, teasingly. She softly licked part of the symbol.
Vegeta's eyes snapped open and he chuckled inwardly. "I wouldn't do that if I were you onna."
"Why what will you do, oh might King of all Saiya-jins!"
Vegeta growled and in one swift movement pinned her down under him. "I warned you," he leaned down and licked the bite mark on Bulma's neck.
Bulma laughed out loud, she had never seen Vegeta so easily trapped into doing something he didn't want to do at that moment.
Bulma looked up with big eyes, "Warned me of what, my King?" She said mockingly.
Vegeta bared his teeth in annoyance.
Bulma couldn't stop smiling, "Oh stop acting like Count Dracula! You already had your fair share of blood at the ritual!"
Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her, "Wench, I'll show you Count Dracula!"
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Mik and Ota were walking down the hallway of the royal chambers in deep conversation but stopped dead in their tracks.
They looked at each other as they heard a shriek come from the new King and Queen's room, followed by girlish squeals and giggles.
They started walking away as fast as they could, both of their faces as red as tomatoes. They swore to each other never to mention that night again to anyone. They ran as fast as they could, escaping further mortification.
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A/N: LOL, sorry, I had to do that. A little humor in an otherwise serious chapter! Sorry if there are a lot of mistakes in spelling, but I don't have spell check and I really can't be bothered to check it all through again. WAHOO this is LONG so please no complaints about the chapter being short! Please review and let me know what you think of this chapter. I'm actually very proud of it and the length lol.
This was to make up for the VERY short chapter before.
To Debido: The androids are here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL
Vegeta: ~stares at the screen mortified~ I'm a pansy! It's official, you've turned me into a f****** pansy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You evil bitch!
JluvsVeggie: ~laughs hysterically~ MWAHAHAHA, I'll show you evil! I'm more evil than Frieza, Cell and Majin Buu put together in a ball of jell-o!! FEAR ME!!!!! MWAHAHAHEGGH.... ~chokes on manical laugh~
::Has JluvsVeggie gone certifiably insane?::
Stay tuned!!
Disclaimer: I own zip, zero, nuttin of DBZ!! But I DO own some of the characters that were made up by me!
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Kinjal laid out the white sheer dress neatly on the large bed.
Bulma stood up nervously, "I can't do this!" She blurted out.
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Kinjal looked at Bulma blankly, "What do you mean?"
She fidgeted nervously, "I-I can't do this. It's just too much! I have to get out of here!" she ran to the door, only to be stopped by Kinjal.
"Bulma, what is wrong with you!" She shook Bulma by the shoulders.
Bulma pushed Kinjal back with force, being pregnant with a Saiya-jin child did have its up side.
Kinjal found herself being hurled backwards and felt her head bang against the wall. The last thing she heard was whisper of an apology from Bulma, before everything around her started to fade into blackness.
"I want to go home to Earth! I don't belong here..." She felt tears begin to form in her eyes as she looked at Kinjals body splayed out on the floor. "I'm sorry," she whispered as she ran out of the room and up the nearest flight of stairs.
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King Vegeta paced nervously along the threshold, outside of the religious temple of the Saiya-jin God, Var. The temple could fit two hundred Saiya- jins and only elites and royalty were allowed inside. The crowd was beginning to thicken outside of the temple, all waiting to catch glimpse of their future Queen. The ceremony was to begin in two hours and already people had begun to gather.
King Vegeta kept on pacing restlessly, he had been waiting for this for a long time, and finally it had arrived.
The Saiya-jin priest stepped out of the temple and looked at his King in concern, "Sire is everything alright? You are early, the ritual does not begin until two more hours." He wondered why the King had shown up early. It was normal for Saiya-jin commoners to gather early outside of the temple, but not the King.
King Vegeta growled in annoyance at the holy Saiya-jin, "Nothing that concerns you."
The priest bowed in respect and turned to enter the temple again, leaving King Vegeta to his thoughts. No one was allowed to step foot into the temple until his son arrived. His thoughts went back to Bulma and he found himself smiling slightly. He knew that she would be an exemplary Queen. They both had to be ritually bonded before they could carry out the coronation, but other than that everything seemed to be going fine. Or so he thought.
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Vegeta was in his bedroom putting on the Saiya-jin royal armour. He could not believe that the time had finally come for him to be ritually bonded to Bulma and be crowned King of Vegeta-sei. If he was honest with himself, he was surprised that this day had come. Never once had he thought that he would be back on Vegeta-sei and about be crowned King! The thought still struck him as strange, his race was revived and for this he was prouder than he had ever been in his entire life.
His thoughts wandered back to his mate, well, soon to be official mate in the eyes of the Saiya-jin council and population. He never imagined that he would be mated to Bulma, but inside he somehow knew that it was right.
Just then Ota burst through the door, "Vegeta, I have some news!" He was winded from running up two flights of stairs and his short legs couldn't carry him fast enough.
Vegeta fastened his armour plate with the symbol of the Royal House carved into the breast, and scowled. "What is Ota, and don't have a heart attack while you're telling me!"
Ota looked at Vegeta and hesitated, "Vegeta, I'm afraid that Bulma has disappeared. I found Kinjal in her room knocked out cold. When she awoke, she told me that Bulma had run away and that she didn't want to go through with the ceremony."
Vegeta stared at Ota for several moments. "Kuso! The onna always has to be dramatic." His eyes narrowed in annoyance. He had not spoken to or seen Bulma in a week. It had been part of the purification ritual of no contact between the pair, because they were already bonded. In order the purify the bond they had to be kept seperate and now Bulma had gotten cold feet and had hidden somewhere and he wouldn't be able to contact her, otherwise the ritual would have to be postponed for another week!
Ota looked at Vegeta with his eyebrow raised, "Is that all you're going to say?"
Vegeta shook his head, "No baka. I can't get into contact with her or else it will taint the week of purification. She can't have gone far, the woman is seven months pregnant! Go and find her. It will be in your sisters' hands to make her see sense." He already had too much things on his mind and he didn't need this. Already the ritual and coronation were cutting into his training time.
Ota was slightly taken aback, he was sure that Vegeta would have been a little more concerned for the well being of his mate. "As you wish." He left quickly to find his sister. The first thing they had to do was search all five floor levels of the palace.
Vegeta frowned. He felt Bulma's second thoughts a week ago, but hadn't said anything. He just assumed that she would go along with it, not run away and hide from the situation. He felt his temper flare slightly at her childishness but calmed himself down before he did anything he might regret. He looked at the two suns of Vegeta-sei. They would start to set in two hours, and that was when the ritual would begin. He just hoped that Bulma would be found in the next two hours. Shaking his head, he walked out onto the balcony and flew in the direction of the temple.
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Bulma found herself walking along the fourth floor corridor of the palace. She had never been up here before, but the place seemed to have a peaceful aura around it. She hesitantly walked into one of the many rooms feeling drawn to it, curiosity getting the better of her.
She gasped at the beauty of the room, as she stepped in. It seemed like a baby's nursery/dressing room of sorts. She figured it must have been one of Vegeta's mothers' private rooms, because it seemed to have a feminine feel to it. Bulma felt slightly awkward, as if she were trespassing. She felt herself being drawn in by the calmness of the place, and could not resist walking further in and sitting on one of the large comfortable chairs that were placed strategically around the room.
She looked around the room in awe. Large satin royal blue curtains hung from the tall windows and there was a baby's crib in the corner, made from expensive looking oak. The room was decorated in ornate furniture, giving the look of a classic style, without it being tacky. Bulma drew in a deep breath and sat back, taking in the beauty of the room. She had cleverly blocked the entrance to the corridor of the fourth floor with her capsule wall and the only person that could enter the long hallway was her. She smiled, satisfied that no one would think to look for her here, and if they tried they wouldn't be able to break down the wall anyway.
She looked down as she felt the baby inside her kick softly. She sighed and rubbed her stomach to soothe the anxious child. Bulma yawned as she noticed the two suns of Vegeta-sei were about to set in an hour. She snuggled back comfortably and let sleep overcome her. For some odd reason, she felt very safe in this strange room. She felt as though she somehow had a connection to it, but she just couldn't put her finger on it.
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Kinjal frowned as she rubbed the back of her head. Bulma had pushed her with such an immense force, that her head was still throbbing. Bulma had been missing for almost an hour now, and the ritual was to begin in an hour. If they didn't find her, she knew the news would not be taken well by Vegeta or his father.
Kinjal crossed paths with her brother on the third floor of the palace.
Ota looked at his sister in earnest as he walked up to her, "Anything?"
Kinjal shook her head, "Nothing! It's hopeless."
He sighed, "Well it's like Vegeta said, she can't have gone far. Have you tried the fourth floor?"
Kinjal nodded, "It's strange, the whole corridor is blocked off by a wall. I can't get through and I don't think that Bulma would have been able to either. She's definately not there."
Ota's head snapped up, "Her lab?"
Kinjal thought for a moment, "It's worth a shot."
Ota paused for a second, "Would a tracking spell work?"
She frowned and shook her head, "I'd need time and supplies, both of which we don't have. We'll have to find her the old fashioned way."
Ota grew frustrated, "What is the use of having powers if we can't use them when they're needed!"
Kinjal stared at him, "Brother, calm down! We will find her, but make sure King Vegeta doesn't find out she's missing, now you go to her lab and I'll try the palace gardens."
With a mutual understanding they both went their seperate ways.
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Vegeta landed infront of the temple, and nodded as he acknowledged his father. He turned and also nodded to Bulma's father, who had also joined them to see the ritual. Mrs Briefs was nowhere in sight, women weren't allowed to attend the ritual part of the ceremony.
King Vegeta looked at his son with pride, "Enter the temple of Var my son, the ceremony will begin with you and will last for an hour. Bulma will then be summoned and she will join you in the ritual. Once it is complete, you will be coronated. Is everything clear?"
Vegeta nodded in silent understanding.
King Vegeta smiled slightly, "Then, it is now in your hands. You will lead us into the temple."
As if by magic, the large doors of the temple opened and chanting could be heard from inside. Two priests stood on either side of the doors and beckoned the prince and king to enter.
The crowd cheered at the thought of their soon-to-be King. Vegeta stepped into the temple and began to walk slowly down down the long aisle. Behind him, his father followed along with Dr Briefs and behind them, two hundred elite male soldiers followed, all chanting sacred words.
Dr Briefs gulped nervously, he wished that his wife had been allowed to join him, but he knew that it was not part of their custom for women to be present at the ritual, apart from the woman that was to be bonded, in this case, Bulma.
Vegeta stepped on the platform and walked silently towards the priest. He waited until everyone had taken their seats, on the cold stone floor and had stopped their chanting.
The priest began to chant as he started to remove the top half of Vegeta's clothes.
Dr Briefs looked around, completely confused. He leaned in close towards King Vegeta and whispered, "What is he doing? And where is Bulma?"
King Vegeta smirked, "You're daughter will not be here for this part of the ritual. It is an endurance of pain and will last for an hour, until Bulma comes to relieve him from the pain. Saiya-jins strive for war and battle, pain is but a little nuisence. Vegeta will only be crowned King and bonded to Bulma if he can endure the Shi'nah to prove his worth."
Dr. Briefs raised his eyebrow, "What is Shi'nah?"
King Vegeta turned his head and looked at Dr. Briefs, "Burning." He chuckled as he saw the old man's eyes widen. "The Royal house of Vegeta- sei's symbol will be burned into his back, it is rather large. The size of a plate. Bulma's name will then be carved with a knife on the top of his thigh in Saiyago, our written and spoken language. It will be her job to carve it and afterwards drink away any blood that will be shed from the wound. Vegeta will then mark Bulma, in a different manner, you'll understand when you watch it. As you can see, this is why Saiya-jin women are not permitted to watch."
"Bulma won't have to go through pain, will she?" Dr. Briefs asked, fretfully.
King Vegeta rolled his eyes, "Her pain will be minor compared to what my son has to endure."
Dr. Briefs looked back at the raised alter and prepared himself for what he was about to see.
Vegeta didn't know what was in store for him. All his father had said was that there was immense pain involved. If he didn't do this, then he wouldn't be able to bond with Bulma officially or be crowned King. This was something he had to do. *Onna, they better find you soon because once this starts, I won't be able to stop it.*
The priest commanded him to turn his bare back to the congregation. Vegeta did as he was told and stood with his feet shoulder length apart. He gritted his teeth as he saw the smouldering iron tongs with which his back was to be burned with.
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Bulma's eyes fluttered slightly as she felt something soft touch her cheek. "Mmm.." She groaned, fighting the urge to wake up from her peaceful slumber.
A soft feminine voice called out from the corners of the room, "Wake up my child,"
Bulma's eyes snapped open as she heard the voice. She looked around the room trying to find the body that belonged to the voice. Her heart started to race as she couldn't find anyone in the room with her. "Who's there?" She called out into the semi-darkness.
The voice laughed.
Bulma shivered at the softness of the voice, it sounded like bells tinkering together musically.
"I'm not here to hurt you my child," the voice spoke again in its soft silvery voice.
Suddenly, the windows of the tall french windows blew open and the satin curtains started to float eerily in the non-existent wind.
Bulma gasped in surprise, slightly afraid of what was happening, "What the hell..?" She watched in awe as she saw that the two suns of Vegeta-sei were about set.
The voice laughed again and Bulma's jaw dropped as she saw bright tiny white spheres of light begin to form together into a figure, on the balcony. She stood there dumbstruck as she saw the most beautiful woman appear before her. A woman that looked slightly like Vegeta, well the colour of the eyes.
Bulma stood up as if in a trance and walked closer to the shining figure. "Who are you?" She asked, feeling slightly more bolder than before.
The woman smiled radiantly, "As of now, that is not important."
Bulma frowned.
"I'm here to tell you that you are making a mistake by not attending the ritual today."
Bulma shook her head, "I can't go! This is not me, it's not my planet or my people. I want to go back home, to where I belong."
The woman with the onyx eyes shook her head sadly, "But that is not your destiny my child. You were fated to live here amongst my people, with my son."
Bulma froze, "You're Vegeta's mother? What are you doing here, I thought you were dead?"
Queen Khyiriana smirked, "Of course I'm dead. Let's just say that the Saiya-jin God, Var, owed me a little favour. He let me come and see you on the physical plane, to talk some sense into you."
Bulma shook her head profusely, "I can't be a Queen like you were! I mean 'Queen Bulma' that doesn't even sound right! I don't know the first thing about being a Queen, and my home-"
"Silence!" Khyiriana cut Bulma off, "You earthlings have too many emotions. You will visit your planet, it is not like my son has banned you from visiting, has he?"
Bulma thought for a moment, "No, not really."
"And as for being Queen, my mate would not have asked you to partake in the tournament if he did not think you worthy of the title. Think about it, my child. I can see that you are very clever, so why must you insist on acting so stupidly and childish?"
Bulma let the words sink in. She was acting a little childish, "I see what you mean, but I don't have the strength to be a Queen for a race of Saiya- jins. Don't you see that Vegeta will have to protect me at all times? He'll never get a moments peace if he has to keep rescuing me."
Khyiriana growled, "You are quite capable to defend yourself. That is no excuse. You have that friend with magical powers, am I right?"
Bulma nodded deaftly, as she wondered what Kinjal had to do with anything.
"Well, get her to teach you some magic, that way you won't feel so helpless all the time. Convince my son to keep training you, after my grandson is born. You see that it is all not so bad in the end?"
Bulma smiled slightly, "No it's not I guess.. I'm sorry, I guess I just got a little scared that's all. Thank you."
Khyiriana smirked, her work here was done. She looked out at the two suns that were setting. "It's time my child. You must promise to look after my family." She looked sadly into Bulma's eyes, "My mate thinks very highly of you."
Bulma looked into the sad eyes of the former Queen, "I know, and I promise to take care of them all, you don't have to worry."
"I know you will. Mention to this to no one, my child." Khyiriana sighed sadly as she realized her time on the physical plane had ended, "Farewell," she said softly, as she burst into a hundred of the bright tiny white sphere's that she had formed from, and floated upwards into the night sky.
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Kinjal and Ota gaped at Bulma, who was slowly approaching them in the palace gardens.
Bulma smiled apologetically at Kinjal, "I'm sorry for pushing you, slight case of nerves. I didn't mean to hurt you."
Kinjal smiled back at the small earthling with the large stomach, "It's ok, but we better get you to the temple. It's almost time."
Ota smiled, "You had everyone really worried."
Bulma smiled back, "Sorry."
Kinjal took Bulma's arm, "Let's go." She stopped for a second, "Do you remember how to write and speak Saiyago Bulma?"
Bulma nodded "Yup, learnt it all in a week." She straightened out her long white sheer gown.
Kinjal let out a sigh of relief and they began to make their way towards the temple of Var.
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Vegeta stood sturdily feeling slightly dizzy, he thought he was about to pass out from the pain of the burning on his skin. And he thought that Frieza had made him endure pain, that was nothing compared to this. He ground his teeth together and growled quietly into the large silent temple. He knew that he had to endure the pain without crying out, as two hundred pairs of eyes were watching him.
The symbol was large and it was taking a great deal of time to complete. *Damn priest. If he wasn't a holy man I would have blasted him here and now for touching me with that iron rod!* His jaw twitched in agitation. He hoped that Ota had found Bulma, otherwise he would be one pissed off prince.
Dr. Briefs wanted to gag as he smelt the burning of flesh. *I wish Bunni was here.. I'm think I'm going to be sick* He held back the urge to throw up. He never knew that Saiya-jins had so much belief in their culture as to endure such pain.
King Vegeta's head snapped up and he thought he felt his mate materialize into Vegeta-sei's atmosphere. He could feel her for a good ten minutes, he shook his head thinking he was going senile. As soon as he felt her existence, he began to feel her presence fade away again. *Odd..* He returned to watch his son endure the Shi'nah.
The priest burned the last etching of the symbol into Vegeta's skin. He threw the scalding iron rods before the statue of the God Var, to show the completion of part of the ritual. He spoke out to the congregation, "The first part of the ritual is complete! The Prince's mate must now join him on the alter to finish off the ritual." All this was spoken in Saiyago.
The priest looked around the temple, waiting for the Prince's mate to emerge.
Two minutes of silence passed and the male crowd erupted into small murmurs of inquisition as to where their future Queen was.
Vegeta frowned and turned to face the congregation, his eyes scanning the crowd for any flash of blue hair. He felt his heart sink slightly as he noted that Bulma was nowhere to be seen. It seemed as if there would be no bonding ritual.
King Vegeta frowned slightly.
The large doors of the temple burst open and Bulma walked in with Ota, with Kinjal waiting outside, looking slightly flushed.
The crowd hushed in surprise at the sudden arrival of their future Queen.
Vegeta smirked inwardly as Bulma slowly made woddled her way down the aisle towards Vegeta.
Bulma smiled as she saw Vegeta standing on the alter. She grimaced inwardly as she smelt the residue of burning flesh. She had been informed of what was to happen in the ritual and was not too pleased with the fact that Vegeta had to be physically scarred. But she knew there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Her nerves started to surface again as she felt every male's gaze upon her. She kept looking at Vegeta as she made her way slowly to the alter.
Ota stood in the back as he let Bulma walk towards the alter alone, intrigued at what Saiya-jin mating rituals held.
Bulma took a deep breath as stepped up to Vegeta and looked into his eyes.
Vegeta raised his eyebrow as he felt Bulma's nervousness. He shook his head slightly, so only Bulma could see.
Bulma caught the movement of his head and smiled slightly. This was the first time in one week that she had laid eyes upon him and she couldn't remember ever seeing him look so handsome as he did at that moment.
Two thrones were placed on the alter, a stool in between the thrones. The priest handed Bulma a bowl of silver water from the sacred river of Vegeta- sei.
Bulma looked down at the bowl and thanked Kami that she knew what she was doing. The priest began chanting in Saiyago again.
Vegeta turned back around, his back facing the congregation once again. Bulma stood to the side of him so that she wasn't blocking anyone's view of Vegeta's burned back with the symbol of the Royal House. She took the sacred water in her hands and rubbed it into his back, massaging the red burns. This was done so that the burns would not blister.
Vegeta looked up at the statue of Var and closed his eyes as he felt Bulma massaging the water into his back. He felt the pain slowly begin to fade away with each rub of her hand.
Bulma grinned inwardly as she heard a soft growl come from Vegeta. She could tell that he was enjoying this immensely. Once all the water had been done away with, the priest took the bowl back and handed Bulma an intricate looking sword. Bulma nodded in understanding as she took the sword. She knew she should be finding this strange, but she couldn't. Instead she proud to be part of something so prestigious.
His burned back still facing the congregation, he lifted his bare leg up and placed it on the oak stool. This mark was not to be seen by anyone else other than Bulma, so the priest turned away and looked out over at the people sitting silently on the floor. He began chanting religiously.
Bulma understood the chanting as commands and she knelt down on her right knee next to Vegeta's bare leg. She slowly began to carve her name in Saiyago on his thigh.
Vegeta bared his teeth as he felt the cold metal pierce his skin. He watched as Bulma strategically carve her name into his thigh.
Once she had carved her name, Bulma watched mesmerised by the blood that was oozing out from the cuts. As instructed by the chanting priest, she dabbed her ring finger of the right hand in the pooling blood on his thigh. She brought up the blood stained tip of her finger to the parting in her hair, and drew a line with the blood through the parting. She bent down and placed her lips on his thigh and began to suck away the blood.
Vegeta watched all of this, completely intrigued that Bulma wasn't gagging at drinking the blood. As this was completed, she stood up slowly and looked at her name engraved on his thigh in Saiyago. She wiped her mouth and smirked. No words were needed for this ritual, actions spoke louder than words.
Vegeta smirked back, but only because he couldn't be seen. He placed his armour back on and turned to face the congregation.
The entire congregation watched intently, waiting for the ritual to be complete.
The priest instructed Bulma to turn and face the two hundred Saiya-jins. As she did this, Vegeta stepped behind her and pushed her hair away to the left, baring the right side of her neck. A hint of a scar could be seen, from when he marked her before.
King Vegeta urged his son mentally to get on with it, *Anytime now Vegeta!*
Vegeta held Bulma from behind and bared his sharp teeth.
Bulma wanted to laugh out loud as she saw the worried expression on her father's face. She braced herself for the moment of pain.
Vegeta brought his teeth to Bulma's neck and bit down hard, drawing blood. He held her shoulders firmly as he heard her whimper from the pain. He drank the blood from her wound as if it were water. Once he finished drinking from her, he felt all her emotions and life story pour into him and vice versa. He saw her life as a girl, her sadness at loneliness, her doubts and fears.
Bulma gasped as she saw images of Vegeta's tortured life when he was with Frieza. She began to feel almost physically sick as she saw what Frieza had done to him when he was only a boy, chanting from the priest was mixed in with images and flashbacks of his life. She slumped back limply into his arms, tired from the exchange of emotions. He had hid all of this from her the first time they bonded, but because of the ritual he was not able to hide it this time.
Tears stung Bulma eyes as she looked up into Vegeta's onyx eyes.
Vegeta looked down at Bulma's limp body in his arms, concern beginning to show in their onyx depths.
Bulma smiled weakly and shook her head to let him know she was alright and stood up, taking his arm as a Queen would to her King. The priest completed the chanting and smiled out to the congregation. "Let the ritual be complete!"
As this was said, the crowd burst into cheers and applause. Bulma started to feel slightly self concious at being cheered at by two hundred males. Vegeta smirked as he saw a blush rise up on Bulma's cheeks.
King Vegeta stood up from his place and walked towards the united couple. "Congratulations. It is now time for you to be coronated." The coronation of the pair was not as long as the bonding ritual . In fact it only lasted for a total of two minutes.
Bulma and Vegeta understood everything that was to happen. Vegeta held out his left hand, whilst Bulma held out her right hand.
King Vegeta took his sword and incision a cut into each of the upturned palms. "Blood to blood. Soul to Soul, as is the will of Var. I pronounce you King and Queen of Vegeta-sei."
As the blood began to seep out from the shallow cuts in their palms, the former King of Vegeta-sei took their hands and placed them together, so that Bulma and Vegeta were holding hands, their blood flowing into each other from the cuts.
Bulma smiled, trying to hide the pain she was in. Vegeta stood tall and held his head high, pride emanating from his every feature. He was now King of Vegeta-sei and Bulma was his Queen.
They walked arm in arm out of the temple to face the Saiya-jin people, for the first time as King and Queen of Vegeta-sei.
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{Back on Earth}
Dr. Gero looked at his two sleeping creations in the liquid filled pods, from where he was sitting. He cackled evilly, soon he would awaken these monsters and the world would peril for making him suffer.
The pod on the left that was marked 'Android 17' started to flash.
Dr.Gero looked up from the data on his computer, confused. He ran up to the pod to see what was happening. As soon he reached the pod containing Android 17 he gasped as he saw the eyes of the android snap open.
Android 17 frowned from inside the containment pod. He pulled his arm from the restraint and smashed the glass. The liquid oozed out and emptied itself on the floor.
Android 17 jumped out from the pod and smirked coldly at Dr. Gero, "What's up, Doc?"
Dr. Gero yelped and jumped back, "H-how? You're not supposed to activate by yourself!"
Android 17 chuckled, "I did a little upgrading of myself. Never trust a machine, Doc." As Dr. Gero started to back away, Android 17 gripped him by the throat in a flash of lightening. "Now, now. That's not very nice." He squeezed the throat of the doctor, cutting of the air supply.
Dr. Gero started choking and scraping his feet against the floor as he was being lifted up by the throat. *What have I done th-* His thought was cut short as he felt his neck snap and everything went black.
Android 17 laughed menacingly, "Oops, I think I broke him!" He threw the doctor's body to the side like a rag doll and walked towards the pod where his sister was contained.
He frowned as he looked at the different buttons. He pressed the red button and watched as the liquid drained and his sister awoke to the world.
Android 18 opened her blue lifeless. She smirked at who she saw standing in front of her. "Hey Bro." She pulled herself out of the measly restraints and jumped out of the pod, standing next to her brother.
She smiled evilly at him, shaking her blonde hair out of her face. "What do you say we have some fun?"
They both looked at each other and laughed.
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Bulma padded softly towards the large bed. It was now midnight and it had been a long day for her, what with the ritual and being crowned Queen, oh and the fact that she was pregnant. She sunk down into the bed and sighed, exhausted.
Vegeta followed Bulma and slid into bed with her. He flinched slightly as he felt the burn on his back rub against the sheet.
Bulma turned her head and watched as Vegeta got into bed with her, "Goodnight Vegeta."
He simply grunted and turned to sleep on his side, his bare back facing Bulma.
As the light of the two moons shone through the tall windows, they illuminated Vegeta's back and Bulma could see the burn on his back. She shook her head in worry. Shuffling closer, she traced her hand across the burn and heard him hiss, but not moving a muscle.
"Onna, what are you doing?"
Bulma pouted, "Does it hurt?" she asked softly.
He snorted, "Nothing can hurt me."
Bulma rolled her eyes and softly traced her lips over the burn.
Vegeta held back the urge to take her there and then, he growled, "Onna, go to sleep."
She giggled, "Oh you like it, admit it!" She said, teasingly. She softly licked part of the symbol.
Vegeta's eyes snapped open and he chuckled inwardly. "I wouldn't do that if I were you onna."
"Why what will you do, oh might King of all Saiya-jins!"
Vegeta growled and in one swift movement pinned her down under him. "I warned you," he leaned down and licked the bite mark on Bulma's neck.
Bulma laughed out loud, she had never seen Vegeta so easily trapped into doing something he didn't want to do at that moment.
Bulma looked up with big eyes, "Warned me of what, my King?" She said mockingly.
Vegeta bared his teeth in annoyance.
Bulma couldn't stop smiling, "Oh stop acting like Count Dracula! You already had your fair share of blood at the ritual!"
Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her, "Wench, I'll show you Count Dracula!"
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Mik and Ota were walking down the hallway of the royal chambers in deep conversation but stopped dead in their tracks.
They looked at each other as they heard a shriek come from the new King and Queen's room, followed by girlish squeals and giggles.
They started walking away as fast as they could, both of their faces as red as tomatoes. They swore to each other never to mention that night again to anyone. They ran as fast as they could, escaping further mortification.
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A/N: LOL, sorry, I had to do that. A little humor in an otherwise serious chapter! Sorry if there are a lot of mistakes in spelling, but I don't have spell check and I really can't be bothered to check it all through again. WAHOO this is LONG so please no complaints about the chapter being short! Please review and let me know what you think of this chapter. I'm actually very proud of it and the length lol.
This was to make up for the VERY short chapter before.
To Debido: The androids are here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL
Vegeta: ~stares at the screen mortified~ I'm a pansy! It's official, you've turned me into a f****** pansy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You evil bitch!
JluvsVeggie: ~laughs hysterically~ MWAHAHAHA, I'll show you evil! I'm more evil than Frieza, Cell and Majin Buu put together in a ball of jell-o!! FEAR ME!!!!! MWAHAHAHEGGH.... ~chokes on manical laugh~
::Has JluvsVeggie gone certifiably insane?::
Stay tuned!!