NEXT CHAPTER WOOO! Okay I'm really excited to finish this story!!! Hee gosh I'm giddy… mist likely because the saw the preview for Kingdom Hearts 2 & FF 7: the movie thingy…CLOUD IS SO MY BOYFRIEND!!! Anywho on with the story with a surprising new twist! Here we go!
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When the prince and the princess parted silence filled the air.
" So," began Hakumei," will you take my hand in marriage and forget anyone else?" Hakumei lowered his voice in a seductive low bass voice.
" Yes, Prince Hakumei, I will." The prince smiled almost evilly. He stood and placed his hand out for hers.
" We will rule this planet with great honor and pride!" he announced. Bulma smiled a fake smile knowing she had a whole lifetime of ruling ahead of her… but something in the back of her mind told her that sometime soon it was all going to change. Right before the couple were about to leave Queen Tora marched inside of the ravished room.
" Glad to see you both see eye to eye! Now the wedding will be tomorrow. I want you Bulma to go to bed and you Prince Hakumei to follow me." Panther Bulma saw out of the corner of her eyes the prince bowed so she followed suite.
As all three of them started to leave Hakumei hastily grabbed Bulma's clawed hand and squeezed it gently for reassurance before they pulled off into different directions. As Bulma walked down the seemingly endless hall she began to realize she had no idea where she was going. She could tell it was late for her body told her so screaming it wanted sleep.
Just has Bulma begun to lose all hope of ever finding her way she came upon a maid looking person dusting some moldings on the wall to her left right before a huge dark red door with velvet draping over both sides. She was wearing those French maid outfits and looked to be about fifteen or so. Bulma could tell right away that they breed of cat she was: ocelot.
" Umm excuse me…" Bulma started to speak softly. The maid turned around so quickly that she lost her balance and fell towards Bulma. Being the fast fat person she is, panther Bulma easily caught the ostensibly weightless cat-girl.
" Oh I'm so sorry! I was cleaning doing my job and then,"
" Hush! It is quiet alright, I was wondering where the heck am I." Bulma places the ocelot girl upright.
" Well, this is sector 13 of building C." the ocelot girl answered simply.
" Well I still don't know where I am but I need a place sleep." Ocelot girl bowed and replied,
" You can sleep in this room right here." She turned around to lead Bulma into another magnificently furnished room almost like the other one she was in earlier.
" By the way my name is Nasai." The maid bowed respectfully.
" Well thank you Nasai." Princess Bulma replied thankfully.
" If you need me just roar!" Nasai smiled brightly and left the room. Bulma was way too tired to change out of her clothes after Nasai left her. She growled tiredly and plopped on the lacey bed. She felt herself being consumed by the many layers of blankets.
She snuggled closer to the blankets until she was in a tight little fur ball. As she skimmed over the surface of sleep her thoughts couldn't help wonder back to Vegeta… and the first time she had ever felt… a man like him…
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Silently she opened the bathroom door and slipped out to find him. She stuck her nose in the air and drew in air, sneezing as she found his scent.
"He's in my bedroom…" Bulma grinned to herself and padded up the stairs on all fours and found the door to her room. She opened the door slowly not expecting what she saw - Vegeta was sleeping in her bed on his back, looking nothing like the monster she knew he could be.
Oh, he's so cute! Bulma thought to herself. She walked over to Vegeta on her tiptoes, keeping as silent as she could. When she got to the side of the bed she ran her fingers through his knotless hair and only just held in an exclamation which threatened to jump out of her throat – his hair was surprisingly soft. Bulma giggled softly and ran both hands through his jet-black hair.
Then Bulma felt something coming…something dangerous…something wrong…Oh crap not now!
She sneezed. Loudly. Then breathed a sigh of relief as Vegeta slept soundly on.
" Heavy sleeper." Bulma murmured as lowered her head to listen to his heart. The rhythm of his heart was very steady and slow. Her tail swished excitedly behind her as Bulma started to purr. Then, Vegeta moved.
His eyes sprang open.
"Woman, what are you doing?" he asked slowly, intoxicated by her presence but still mad that she snuck into his room while he was sleeping.
She crawled on top of him and lowered her lips next to hers. "Do you know cute you are when you are sleeping?" she whispered seductively. Vegeta blinked; he hadn't been expecting that…
She slowly lowered her mouth to his, not knowing if he would accept. Vegeta did nothing to stop her and that was all the permission she needed. She winked once and kissed him.
Vegeta groaned in the back of his throat and Bulma's lips met his in a surprisingly passionate kiss. His hands crept up to tangle in Bulma's hair and hold her face to his as he responded to her kiss with a fervor that neither of them had expected.
But it felt so right…
Bulma growled in the back of her throat as Vegeta's tongue pressed against her lips, she opened her mouth and growled again in pleasure as she felt his tongue beat against hers sensually.
"Vegeta…" She hoarsely whispered, overwhelmed by this emotion that she felt creeping about inside of her.
"Bulma…" Vegeta whispered her name back and Bulma shivered as she almost tasted the longing in his voice.
She settled her body down on top of him and continued to kiss him as her hands crept over his chest, her nails lightly caressing the muscles, which were toned to perfection. Vegeta's hand swept down Bulma's body and down her tail. Against Bulma's will she threw back her head and let out a pleading 'yowl' her body arching in pleasure as Vegeta continued to stroke her tail.
Bulma's claws shredded the material of Vegeta's shirt and she dragged her mouth away from his to nip at his exposed skin and lick the curves of his flesh. Stunned, Vegeta could only watch as Bulma went lower and lower down his body, shredding more and more of his clothing as she traveled south…was this really his Bulma?
Finally she returned up to him for a kiss and Vegeta snarled in slight annoyance as he realized that while he was naked the woman was still clothed…although not clothed in much, Vegeta realized for the first time as he took in her skimpy night dress. With a deft tug Vegeta ripped the tiny garment of her and tossed it to the floor.
"Woman…are you sure you want this? There's no going back once we've…"
"Of course I want this." Bulma interrupted, his azure blue eyes flashing as she felt his arousal pressing against her thigh. "If I didn't want this I wouldn't have come to you." She leant forward and gently kissed his neck, shuddering as her lips met with the artery in his neck and she felt his lifeblood pumping strongly through his veins. Strong, Bulma thought to herself as she continued to taste his pulse against her tongue, Vegeta was strong and worthy to be her mate, just as she was worthy to be his…
Vegeta smoothly switched positions with the woman, trapping her under him with his superior strength and gazing down at her with a feral look in his eyes. Very, very slowly she felt Vegeta position himself at her opening and push himself in side of her…
"You go to slow!" Bulma complained, arching her back and gasping at the same time…he was so big!
"Going slow makes the pleasure all the more keener woman; you should not be so impatient." Vegeta kept pushing until he was all the way inside of her, then he began to move in and out, his groans mingling with the woman in the age-old sound of pleasure.
Bulma's nails raked down Vegeta's back leaving bloody trails, and Vegeta bit Bulma's neck in response, their animal passions both ignited by desire.
Vegeta began to move faster above Bulma, his body pushing hers closer and closer to the edge...Bulma's back arched again and her pupils narrowed to slits as she let out a loud moan of pleasure and came, the sounds of her primal groans music to Vegeta ears as he let out his own roar of pleasure and came in her, his orgasm prolonged by the feeling of Bulma's body tighten convulsively around him.
Spent, Vegeta dropped down onto Bulma's body and managed to move to one side so he wasn't crushing her with his weight. Bulma curled up beside him, her limps still entangled with his as they lay in a sweaty embrace.
Slowly the pair drifted off to sleep; lulled by the gentle sound of Bulma's contented purring.
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Bulma gasped as she shot straight up in bed. That dream… it was so vivid… she swore it was really happening. The poor panther was confused. She pushed out all feelings of Vegeta out right? Then why did she have that dream about the first time they got…close.
Bulma reached her clawed right hand to her face running her slender fingers through her bangs. She dismissed the dream as nothing more that a dream and got up. Then all of a sudden the doors slightly cracked open. The unmistakable head of Tora popped in.
" Good! You're awake. It is time for the wedding. Quickly go down this hall until you see a white door. You will go inside there and get more directions. Hurry and get up or else I will have to punish you again as I did before." Before Bulma could protest of even react to what Tora had just said her head was gone and Bulma could no longer smell her either.
" Great… my wedding day…" Bulma sarcastically remarked to herself. When she finally summoned enough energy to actually get up her back snapped about five times and her body complained trying to tell her you haven't had enough sleep go back to bed: but she ignored it. She yawned twice exposing her sharp fangs and got ready. She had found her shoes by the door right where she left them. She hastily got them on not wanting to wait anymore for her marriage. Then she can finally forget Vegeta hopefully forever.
Bulma cracked the door open and checked the hall; no one was in sight. She sighed unconsciously and began her trek down the endless hall. As she went along almost all the doors looked the same: very furnished and very NOT white. Bulma growled in frustration until she spotted the white door she was looking for about fifty yards away.
The Black Panther kicked off her high heel shoes and sprinted the rest of the way. When Bulma was finally in front of the huge white doors she wasn't exhausted at all. She exhaled, preparing herself for what ever was inside of the snowy gateway.
As soon as both of the doors were fully open everyone inside of the room stopped. There were about twenty other changeling girls all different types in there. About ten of them were still sewing on the dress, five were getting the bath ready, and the last five were getting makeup and accessories prepared. Pointless to say Bulma was flabbergasted.
All if these people were here to get her prepared for the big day. She took one step into the room and the five bath cat-girls grabbed her ,who were giggling madly, and dragged her towards the bath. Without even asking they stripped Bulma of or beautiful dress and lightly threw her into the bath. Right when she surfaced ,soaking wet I might add, stared around here. The five girls were gleaming at her with playful evil smiles with loofahs in hand. The panther gulped in slight fear.
The five girls lunged at her scrubbing furiously everywhere. If Bulma wasn't concentrated on the pain, the lack of personal space would. When the five girls were finished they lifted the slightly dazed panther out of the water and proceeded to towel dry her. When the drying was finished they brushed the slightly "froed" Bulma.
A/N you know like in the cartoons when the cat is done being washing its all fluffy like? I tend to use the term fro-ed. ^^
When that stage was done she was helped on to a circular pad, still naked, that was about a foot and 6 inches off the ground. The dressmakers stared at her for a second and then pulled the dress over her head. all twenty hands were roaming her body looking for lose spots or too tight spots. Bulma's cat eyes searched around the room. Her eyes fell upon the long mirror what was two feet away from her.
The dress was gorgeous. It was another two piece, but the top had beading on it. The pearl colored beads went in a swirling pattern as if they were representing the wind or water. The bottom part of the dress started an inch below the stop barely showing any midriff. On the front portion of the skirt stopped right about her knees and gradually got longer on the back. When the sewers were happy about the dress fitting they stripped the dress off of the panther women and put her previous midnight blue dress on and sent her to hair and make-up.
She was roughly pushed into a chair and the five other cat girls started their work. Bulma felt tugs and pulls on her black hair and people were only putting makeup around her eyes and on her lips. After a few moments later her chair was twirled around. There was blue liquid eyeliner around her eyes emphasizing the color of them. Here hair was absolutely gorgeous. They parted his bangs down the middle and brushed them once making them look straightened but still untamed. There were two long strands of hair that were lightly curled. The rest of her hair was pulled back into a tight bun. Random strands of hair were pulled out and curled. Bulma smiled meekly.
" What is wrong future Queen, don't you like what you see?" the smallest cat-girl asked that was a leopard.
" No you guys did a great job! I'll put in a good word for you to Queen Tora. It's just… I think I have second thoughts…" everyone gasped.
" No please future Queen! Queen Tora is a tyrant! She's evil!" Bulma nodded.
" Then I have no choice but to be Queen!" she stood facing them all. All of the younger girls clapped and cheered at their new Queen on. Then the doors crashed open and a very angry Queen Tora stood and stared at them.
" BUMA! You're late lets get going!" the panther nodded lightly. Just before she left she scanned the room looking for once thing: another panther. She found not one. Most of them were jaguars and ocelots. Some of them were orange tigers but that was about it. Tora took Bulma's arm and practically dragged her down the hall.
" When you get to the doors I'm leading you to walk in, up the stairs, and get married!" the soon to be Queen couldn't help but cry. Her min screamed at her this isn't what you want, but Bulma refused to listen.
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" Warning: Coming to proximity of planet 234c897. Please take control of the ship and land."
" All right all right! I'm coming!" Vegeta screamed as he adjusted his blue spandex suit.
A/N Vegeta in spandex…*drool*
The prince sat in the control chair and pressed a few buttons before taking the controls. Vegeta held steady on the controls making sure the ship doesn't go mad as they ship goes through the atmosphere. After leaving the atmosphere of the planet Vegeta searched for the main palace. He came close to the palace but he couldn't quite fin where they were having the wedding.
" I knew Tora was going to do this to me… puh… just because my father killed her father doesn't mean she should be messing with Bulma."
Bulma… his mind trailed off for a moment. He wondered how she was doing this whole time… if Tora laid one hand on her…
" There!" he saw people flooding to one part of the palace. Vegeta searched around for an appropriate landing space and found on in the huge forest nearby.
" Better land far away so I don't draw attention to myself…" Vegeta thought aloud. After landing the ship he hastily opened the ship's door and turned SSJ to fly faster. He just hoped that he got there in time before something permanent happens…
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Bulma nervously opened the medium looking doors. There were about two hundred people sitting on square mats waiting for her. As soon as the door squeaked open all heads turned to look at her. Bulma made her way to the steps. The uneasy silence was nerve racking. After she walked by each row those people in that row bowed all the way to the ground showing respect. As she walked up the steps time seemed to slow down. As she got closer to the top of the stairs she could see Prince Hakumei staring at her as if se was the only one to look at. After the long hike up the stairs Hakumei stepped forward and took the panther's hand leading her to a man that was a white tiger in a long white robe. When they arrived at the white tiger Prince Hakumei, who was standing at Bulma's left, showed his right wrist and stuck it out. The panther girl saw the same thing and stuck out her left wrist.
" We are here on a grand occasion!" the white tiger spoke with clear confidence," let this be the beginning of a new leadership with Queen Bulma and King Hakumei!" the people rose from bowing and cheered once.
" We will bring these two in forever marriage in the traditional blood matrimony." He brought out a five-inch blade that looked very sharp, but very old. Just as the white tiger man was going to slice Bulma someone crashed thought the wall.
" Stop this marriage now!"
" Vegeta!" Bulma gasped.
" Come with me women, now!"
" Now see here young man," began the white tiger.
" NO! Vegeta you had your chance to have me! But you only used me for your…your… your sexual gratification!"
" This is no time to be bitchy women!"
" VEGETA! You're wasting your and my life. Leave now or else you will be dealt with force."
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Bulma, the only person that he thought loved him, was turning him down for someone else.
" FINE! Be that way Bulma! Have a nice life!" Vegeta powered down and left blasting a new hole in the wall. Vegeta was mad beyond belief. He thought this woman loved him. She was right, he was wasting his time.
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" May we please get on with the ceremony?" Bulma asked as nicely as she could muster. Just as the blade was skimming the panther's wrist, Tora intervened.
" You can't get married!" she screamed as the queen shoved Bulma towards the first hole Vegeta made.
" WHAT?! What is the meaning of this?!" Hakumei questioned.
" Can't you smell it? This women is pregnant!" everyone in the roomed gasped.
" I-I am?" Bulma stuttered. She couldn't believe it…
" Get out you LIAR! Guards get her!" Bulma gulped very loudly. The panther made the first move. She jumped out the hole in the wall and ran trying to not trip on the expensive dress. After running 100 yards she could smell more men after her. After stepping on the dress on accident, she tore the dress to where it was right between her legs and her knees.
" VEGETA!" she screamed as loud as she could, she knew the guards were going to catch up on her some time.
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Just as the angered prince was going to enter the ship he heard his named called in a way he has never heard it; very desperate.
" Bulma…" he whispered.
" I'M COMING!" he screamed back.
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"Mph…" the panther had gracefully tripped on an unseen root popping out of the ground. She turned around just in time to see one guard man charge at her. The girl closed her eyes in anticipation of pain. The guard backhanded her, sending her across the forest floor. The guard growled satisfied, but not quiet. He wanted to kill her; his instincts were running wild.
" You will pay for deceiving us all!" he spat out. As he walked closer Bulma curled into a tighter ball. The guard continuously kicked her in the stomach enjoying the pleasant sound of most of her ribs breaking in two.
" Stop! Please…" Bulma managed to whisper through the pain.
" NO! You're going to die right here, right now!" tears were streaming down her face, Vegeta wasn't going to get here in time. The guard's rough callused hand gripped her tender throat. He squeezed and squeezed until he could no longer hear her pitiful sounds of gasping for air. He heard a slight crack meaning he was damaging the larynx. He then proceeded to unsheathe his mighty blade.
" This one is for Queen Tora!" and just as Vegeta came into the clearing, he saw the guard shove his blade into Bulma giving her certain death.
" Bulma!" Vegeta cried out franticly. The guard looked up just in time to see Vegeta's fist connect with his head snapping it back so far that it killed him instantly. Bulma's limp form fell into his arms, and Vegeta feeling for the first time in his entire life, hopeless. He knew that these injuries were serious, way beyond the help of a sensu bean.
" Vegeta," she hoarsely whispered, lucky that she could talk at all.
" Yes Bulma, I'm here."
" I-I'm sorry…I yelled at you… I had to make them…believe I wasn't going back to you."
" Ssh… please save your strength." Tears were stinging the strong prince's dark eyes. Bulma smiled weakly and brought a bloodied hand to the side of his cheek. Her eyes studying his face, knowing it would be the last thing she'd ever see alive.
" I… Ai Shiteru Vegeta…" she coughed, splattering blood on his chest.
" Hai Bulma… me too." Tears were still flowing freely down Bulma's furry cheeks.
" Good-bye Vegeta… hope I see you in heaven." She joked. As she felt her life slipping away, her hand fell from Vegeta's face and into her lap.
" Bulma… Bulma…BULMA!" He screamed desperately. Now tears were streaming down the prince's face, unchecked. A few tears sprinkled on Bulma's lifeless face. Suddenly, her body began to glow an odd white color. Vegeta looked at her body trying to figure out what was going on. As the glowing intensified, her body began to lift away from Vegeta, as if it were being pulled away. Vegeta clumsily stood watching in amazement at what was happening. Few seconds, and inches, later her inanimate body stopped moving upwards, it just floated.
" Do not worry Prince Vegeta," a familiar voice spoke melodiously," you have cured Bulma."
" I recognize that voice… Burakkupansa!" The glowing aura around Bulma intensified to the point of blinding, Vegeta covered his eyes. Then an unseen force pushed him back until he "softly" ran into a tree and stopped. Finally, when the aura died down, Vegeta opened his eyes and stared astonished.
" Bulma…" he trailed of. There was Bulma's form, still floating, but totally human. Her body slowly floated down, so Vegeta raced forward and caught her softly in his strong arms. Vegeta checked her body seeing that all wounds were gone.
" Woman…" he murmured. The woman stirred and groaned. She stopped to think for a second and her eyes snapped open. Eyes still blurry, she looked at Vegeta's face.
" Hey… I thought I died!" she spoke clearly in her normal human voice.
" Why are you complaining?" Vegeta asked annoyed.
" I'm alive!" She hugged Vegeta tightly around the neck, still being held up.
" Yes yes and human too!" Bulma stopped her hugging and slowly brought her face nose-to-nose with the prince.
" Really?" she whispered. Vegeta couldn't help but smile slightly.
" Really." He replied in the same tone. Bulma kissed him passionately on the lips. When they parted the prince was glaring at her as he started to walk back towards the ship.
" You know Vegeta," she started out with a mischievous tone and smirk," I'm pregnant with YOUR child." Vegeta stopped for a second, then continued walking at the same pace as before.
" I knew that woman, I planned it. You said you wanted to be my mate and I wanted you… in the same way." He replied almost toneless. Bulma giggled slightly.
" They hinted I think it was a boy. What should I name him… Trunks!" she suggested. Vegeta growled harshly. Bulma giggled again.
" I love you too!"
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Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Wasn't that cute! Well that's the end of this story *scratches it off the long LONG list of other stories/ideas*
Tinisha: that's IT?!
DragonQueen: *nods*
MoMo: but what about the bloodshed?
DragonQueen: well, Bulma got stabbed?
MoMo: NONOONONONNNO! More blood! *laughs maniacally*
DragonQueen: Well I hope you guys enjoyed this story!
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