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Tainted Blood

Written by the somewhat infamous Goku's Daughter

Chapter Six: Possessiveness

            Vegeta blocked a kick made by a transforming Videl and punched her in the face to make her retaliate. This was fun in some way—testing her increased powers as the Saiyan blood inside of her took over. She—in some way—was being possessed by the power of Gohan's Saiyan blood. Her mind was too immersed in the blood that made her think differently—and way too cocky for her own good. It was very amusing for the Prince to watch—watch how this blood made her ki increase drastically.

            It was also very amusing to watch this woman—the only female that would be considered to give him Saiyan children—get pissed off at such an amateur thing, such as sparring. Now the thing about giving him Saiyan children made his stomach flutter for a moment—and he knew that Videl knew that would be her advantage in that way. But he would never turn his back on his mate for another—even if Videl could give him an heir that was more Saiyan and superior than Trunks. Just because he looked at a woman differently and appealing, it doesn't mean that the love that he had for Bulma would diminish. Videl didn't know this, which made the whole situation more amusing to Vegeta.

            Now there's that nagging question.

            Should he take up Videl's proposal and go on a rampage to take over the world?

            Ah yes.

He'd be King.

            And she'd be Queen since—well yeah—you get the picture.

            As tempting as that sounds—he had to pass.

            Gohan was still in this picture somewhere and the Saiyan Prince knew that Gohan would not let Videl stay like this—forever at least.

            Ah, what an interesting game that Vegeta would be playing. Screwing both Videl and Gohan sounds fun. He just hoped that Bulma or that wench Chichi wouldn't find out anytime soon.

            Out of his reverie, he instinctively blocked another punch made by Videl, then blasted numerous ki balls at Videl to counter her own.

            She growled as she crouched on the ground. "Did you make your decision yet?"

            Vegeta cracked his knuckles after he jerked his head to the side, loosening the tender muscle. "No, Not yet." He ignored the glare that she gave him. "But I think our little sparring session has to be on a hold. That boy is coming here."

            She looked confused. "What boy?"

            "Gohan."

            Surprisingly she shrugged as if she didn't care.

            Vegeta made an arrogant smirk as he crossed his arms. "I'm surprised that the blood is affecting you so much. So much that you don't care about him."

            She smirked. "So? What's your point?"

            He narrowed his eyes at her. "And you're willing to give up everything to take over the world and be my mate." He paused. "And you do know that I have one?"

            "It's just a human."

            "I know."

            "So…again…what's your point??"

            He leaned against the cool wall before responding. "You do not feel physically attracted to Gohan—even when you know that he's part Saiyan."

            Even she smirked and crossed her arms in an arrogant manner. "Of course I am, but I know he's too much of a pussy to help me ta—"

            "Hey Vegeta, I came—Ahh—Videl! What are you doing here?"

            They did not have to turn to see who it was. Videl coolly looked at him straight in the eye and answered, "I had to ask Vegeta an important question." For some reason she felt the need to hide her tail under her shirt.

            Vegeta saw this and looked at Videl. "I think we're done." He stayed silent as he watched the raven-haired girl approach him, giving him a small peck on the cheek, and innocently walk out of the Gravity Room. Deciding it'd be fun to torture Gohan with this, Vegeta plastered on a smile.

            When Videl was gone, Gohan instinctively growled. "What the f--ked happened?" He was a little angry at Videl for ditching school to spar with Vegeta, but witnessing her kiss him made his blood boil. When Vegeta kept silent he repeated his question in a louder, more aggressive voice. His dark eyes didn't lack the angry expression either. They narrowed when Vegeta started to laugh. "What—"

            "Shut up kid." Vegeta composed his posture and intensely stared at Gohan with threatening eyes. "Nothing happened between us if you are—"

            "Then why did she kiss you!" He yelled back at him. Gohan didn't know that he had little control over himself.

            His rich laughter filled the room before responding. "Because you can't fuck properly."

            "Excuse me?"

            "You heard me boy."

            "I don't understand—"

            "She's turning Saiyan. You figure out the rest."

            Gohan's eyes became wider and wider as he collapsed to the floor. He blinked twice before those words processed through his brain. His mouth opened twice before he could find the right words to say. "What does that have to do with me fu—"

            "You didn't do it that's why." Vegeta heaved out an exasperated sigh before he'd set his wicked plan into motion. "She came onto me." Mentally Vegeta smiled when Gohan gave him a startled, hurt look. "Since I'm a Prince," he quickly added. Vegeta loved how Gohan looked on the ground with that defeated look toying on his face. "She finds me to be very appealing—as do I."

            Gohan flinched, curling his fingers into a tight fist. He growled as he rose to his feet. "Don't you dare touch her," he said in a low, threatening voice.

            Vegeta smiled at this. "You do know that she's the only one who can give me an heir that would be more Saiyan than Trunks. She even offered to be my mate."

            Gohan's eyes flickered two different colours, threatening Vegeta even more.

            "Since she has a tail, her body probably became stronger. Her power increased tremendously too. F—king her would certainly be…rewarding and fun." Vegeta curled his lips in a tight arrogant smirk, which served purpose.

            Gohan instantly flew forward, grasping onto the older man's next, slamming him into the wall, which created a dent. Breathing rapidly, Gohan's grip tightened as his eyes fixated on the man's eyes that glowed pride. "Don't you dare talk about her like that. She isn't yours."

            Vegeta punched him in the gut and flew out of the boy's grasp. "I know she's yours." He round-housed Gohan in the same spot that he was just in previously. "Don't think I'm stupid boy."

            Gohan immediately came out and laid a quick punch on Vegeta's nose, breaking the bone. When Vegeta knew that it snapped, he kicked the boy in the head and so their fight began.

            It was an hour later and Vegeta was getting tired of this. He tried various ways to stop Gohan, even putting on the gravity times ten thousand. The Prince thought that Gohan could not handle the immense gravity, but fueled by this overwhelming feeling of protecting his (soon to be) mate, Gohan was able to increase his power and was able to keep up with Vegeta. Maybe Vegeta shouldn't have told Gohan everything.

            Okay, so the Prince had his fun with the half Saiyan, besides he already had a light workout from fighting with Videl earlier. Blocking the many kicks and punches Vegeta flew into the air and yelled, "I'm not going to do it you baka. I have pride, and abandoning my mate now for the other is what man-whores do. I'm not one of them. You should know better Gohan."

            Gohan slowed down but the anger in his eyes never vanished. "You could have said that from the beginning." He crossed his arms and waited for Vegeta to return to the ground.

            Vegeta returned the glare. "What?" It was then that Vegeta saw a side to Gohan that he never saw that day. He saw pity…and sadness.

            "How do I get her back Vegeta?" Gohan said in a small, strangled voice.

            Now Vegeta had a little pity and sympathy for him. Hey, it was better than nothing; but Vegeta understood the pain that Gohan must've endured at the thought that of losing his future mate, his life partner. Slowly he walked to the half Saiyan and laid a hand on the boy's shoulder to comfort him. He gripped on tighter when Vegeta thought of the two solutions. "If you don't want her to take over the world and wreak havoc as a Saiyan is supposed to do then I advise you to do the following. You can either kill her, which gives you a certain result of her not threatening the lives of others. Or…"

            "Or?"

            "Well you can make her fall in love with you…but that doesn't help much. She may still want to take over the world or something and use you a sex slave or something—and you still might get her back. But there's one more thing you can try."

            Gohan dared to look back at the shorter, wiser man. "What is it?"

            His lips curled up into a smirk before responding. "Fuck her."

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            Yes, this is a very mature story. The last chapter (the eighth one) is a lemon. I'm not writing most of it—my friend is—since she's good at it. So it'll be nice if no one reports me and heed caution. There are some certain people who hate me or something…. *sighs and reads past reviews* I thank the less rude comments given to me in the reviews. They were appreciated. What I don't appreciate is the flames, and some people are narrow-minded. Geez. Some people have little faith in Vegeta's love for Bulma. There… that's the end of my note. Review. Or die (from me never updating again).

~~Goku's Daughter