DISCLAIMER: I do not own nor am I associated with Dragonball Z or any of it's franchise. If I was, maybe I would not be as broke as I am. However, I do own this story, the Squalls, King Tidus, Risa, and Isabelle -take them and die! J

LAST TIME ON 'THE WEDDING':

In her dazed state, Bulma did not realize that Vegeta had wrapped both of his arms around her and held her as the pain continued. Slowly, it dimmed and Vegeta felt her try to pull away. When he let her go, a roar of applause sounded around the room. However, Vegeta and Bulma barely heard it as they stared into each other's eyes, some unknown connection not allowing either to break it.

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Chapter 6: "You are Mine"

Bulma stood by the wall-sized window in the spacecraft, staring out into outer space as stars, suns, moons, planets and galaxies alike zipped by. She was dead tired and wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, but her common knowledge of knowing what a wedding night bridal bed brings kept her from doing so. Still, her eyes kept drooping, and Bulma knew that even her fear of the bridal bed would not keep her awake and alert forever.

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The reception had been short and brief. She was announced as the princess of Chikyuu and the new queen of Vegetasei, and Vegeta was announced as the king of Vegetasei and the new prince of Chikyuu (a position he was "honored" to have). People with question marks in their eyes tried to swarm the newlyweds. Bulma, who was not used to being the center of attention from so many people, was frozen in place in awe and fear. Vegeta, on the other hand, was used to this kind of mass, and simply placed his arms around his new bride's shoulders since she would not move on her own, and followed the guards out.

When the two were free from the main mass, Bulma walked with her head down, allowing her husband to direct her with his arm. She glanced up once only to gasp at the sight of Yamcha quickly disappearing back behind a wall. She had unknowingly stopped walking and brought her hand to her throat with unwilling tears threatening to fall from her eyes. Vegeta, who had stopped when she did, also saw the young human quickly shrink back into his hiding place. Vegeta's features hardened and an unexplained pang of jealousy swept through him. He looked at his wife and asked her in a dry, sarcastic voice,

"An old lover, I presume?"

Another gasp had escaped Bulma, and it took all her will power not to slap the son-of-a-bitch across the face as he grabbed her hand and stalked forward again.

"You are a bastard, you know that?"

"Yes, yes, I know.you remind me every 5 or so seconds," Vegeta replied lazily.

Bulma had bit her lip as she allowed Vegeta to continue to lead her on, even though she had no clue as to where they were going. She had her answers to her questions, however, when Vegeta dragged her on board his huge space ship that looked more like a home that flew. Vegeta showed her to her room, or rather, THEIR room before turning around to leave.

"Wait!" Bulma cried out.

"What is it woman?"

"Are we leaving now?!"

"No, I just decided to board the ship now for no reason," sarcasm dripped from the King's answer.

"But.but." Bulma stuttered. "But what about my parents? My brothers? My sisters?!"

"What about them?" Vegeta asked, his back still turned to her.

"What about them.." Bulma couldn't believe him. "What about them?! I have no fucking clue when I'm going to see them again!! I would like to at least say good-bye!!" What the hell was wrong with him? Couldn't he understand that she wanted to see her family one last time? Did he really have no heart? Was he even listening to her?

"Hmph," was the only response Bulma had gotten before Vegeta stalked away again. She couldn't believe this!

"Vegeta!" She called out, choking on her tears. She stared after him until he disappeared before collapsing in a heap of tears, knowing he would be back.

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A single tear dismissed itself from Bulma's eye as she recalled the night's events. She didn't understand why Vegeta refused to let her say good-bye to her family. Protectiveness? Jealousy? Revenge? What? She was yet again angry with him, furious in fact, but she knew that that would not stop him from advancing her.

Bulma sighed as she remembered what this night called for. Still, she hoped with a small glimmer of hope that maybe, possibly, Vegeta would not touch her that night. 'Dream on, Bulma,' she thought dryly. She did not know a lot about Saiyans, but she did know that their sexual craves and sex drives were matched by few in the universe.

"In other words, I'm screwed," Bulma found herself saying out loud.

"In literal and technical terms, you will be," an unexpected voice answered.

Bulma let a small sound escape her as she jumped and whirled around. Immediately, her heart started pounding as she saw her husband leaning against the doorway with her arms yet again crossed, except that this time, he was shirtless. Bulma felt her breath catch as she stared at his chest. He may be the biggest dickhead and bastard that she had ever met, but lord, did he have a nice body!

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Vegeta smirked as he saw Bulma's eyes scan his body. He knew that he had the body of a god and loved to show it off. He also saw the alarm in her eyes be replaced by anger, and he knew that it was from the fact that he denied her the time to say good-bye to her loved ones. There was a very good reason behind his reasoning, but she would not understand; not yet, anyways. 'But she WILL understand something by the end of the night,' he thought. Slowly and deliberately, Vegeta started to advance upon her, smirking even more as he saw the alarm go back into her eyes. However, a scowl replaced his smirk as he neared her and saw that she had more fear in her eyes than alarm. He wanted her aware of him, yes, but not scared of him. Didn't she know that he would never hurt her?

Bulma backed away from him as he neared her until her she was pressed against the glass window. She squeezed herself against the wall as much as she could. When he was a mere few steps away from her, she turned to her right and ran. She barely went two steps before she found herself spun back into Vegeta's arms with her back against his chest.

"And where exactly do you think you're going?" Vegeta purred into her ear. Bulma's heart seemed to stop when she felt his breath against her ear. Desperate to get away from him, she tried to wrench his arms away. He let her go a little and she managed to squirm her way out, and was about to take flight when she suddenly felt her back pushed against the glass window. Before she could even think to move again, Vegeta's arms suddenly appeared on either side of her, pinning her to the wall. Facing the fact that there was no way she was getting away from him, Bulma took a deep breath and forced herself to look at him. Vegeta leaned in towards her.

"Remember this woman," he said. "You will never run so far and hide so well that I will not find you. You will never run so fast that I will not catch you. You are mine now, whether you like it or not. Even though we were both forced into this, I will not let you go."

Bulma could do nothing but stand there in stunned silence as the Saiyan king ever so slowly towards her before his lips touched hers in a whisper.

***PLEASE ANSWER THIS: This chapter originally had a lemon in it; however, I took it out after ff.net took away NC-17. I don't have the lemon scene saved anywhere, but I can write a new one and add it into this chapter if enough people want it. Please let me know in your review! Another, quick question for you all.do you want me to start doing the review thingy that some authors do at the end of their chapters (where they say a response to each reviewers comment)? And thank you so much to those of you who reviewed!! Also, to answer some questions, I have no idea when chapter 8 will be out.I don't even know what's going to be in it at this point! So please don't get upset when this one-chapter-a-day thing stops after chapter 7 ! ***