Jakuten
Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ. I only wish I were that great... *sighs*
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Nine: A Wish Gone Awry
Rating: R
Yawning, Buruma snuggled closer to her Saiyajin no Ouji. She absently rubbed the tail around her waist in her half-awake state, causing her sleeping mate to groan in his sleep. He crushed her body to his and she stifled a giggle into his chest. "Stop that," he grumbled irritably and yanked his tail out of her hands.
She yawned again before answering. "It's your own fault. Your tail was wrapped around me."
He snorted, and then stretched, pulling her against him. "It's a tail, Onna. It does what it does," he mumbled into her ear.
The door slammed open loudly and Buruma covered herself quickly. Bardock strolled into the room, his face set in a scowl. 'Is scowling like a permanent Saiyajin trait?' The Saiyajin with her best friend's face openly leered at what skin of hers that was exposed. Buruma shivered slightly under his lustful gaze and sank into her mate's comfortable side.
Vejiita growled and lunged at the third-class warrior pinning him to the wall violently. "You so much as think of looking at my mate again, you die, understand?" At Bardock's quick nod, Vejiita released him and stood with his arms crossed, paying no attention to his nudity. "You have twenty seconds, Bardock. What do you want?"
"Sire, there is an extremely powerful ki south of here and it's coming this way," Bardock stated immediately and Buruma had a sudden image that he would have saluted if Vejiita hadn't been standing there in the buff. "And some purple-haired kid demands to see his... parents?"
Vejiita closed his eyes and growled. "You came storming into my room for that? That power is not dangerous, idiot. It's only that pathetic Namek. And tell the boy we'll be down in a moment."
"Piccolo?" Buruma asked from the bed.
Vejiita nodded and fixed a glare at the Saiyajin. "Never enter this room without my permission, Bardock. Never. Learn to fucking knock!" he hissed at the taller Saiyajin.
Bardock knelt before Vejiita, his head bowed. "I apologize, Ouji-sama, I have been... gone for quite a long time and I'm not quite adjusted yet."
Vejiita humphed and walked back towards his bed. "Then get adjusted, idiot. This is not a purging mission and I do not live in a fucking tent in the middle of a battle. And I highly doubt you'd appreciate me barging in on you and your mate." Vejiita looked pointedly at the man.
"Again, I apologize, Sire."
"Feh. Fine. Out," Vejiita ordered gruffly.
Bardock nodded and rose, pausing just before he left the room. "Sire?"
Vejiita grunted and crawled into bed beside his mate.
"I would like to speak with you later, if possible. I have been dead quite a while," he reminded the irritated Saiyajin no Ouji.
Vejiita glared at the bulky Saiyajin. "Feh. Fine. Go. Now." Bardock left and Vejiita turned back to his mate. He nuzzled her neck and nipped at the fresh wound on her neck. "Stay away from him, Onna," he murmured into her skin, his lips brushing enticingly against her supple neck. "He's going to test me, by using you," he mumbled as he trailed kisses down her throat, his voice almost drowned in a soft purr. "Understand?"
She nodded weakly, her mind hardly comprehending any of the words. Suddenly the wickedly delightful sensations stopped and she blinked at her mate in surprise.
"The Namek is here and your brat wants to see you," he whispered and kissed her lips tenderly, biting her bottom lip lightly and rolling out of the bed. "Get dressed."
She snorted and crawled out of bed, swaying her hips sensually as she padded silently over to her dresser. She glanced over her shoulder to see her mate staring at her, no through her, his expression almost pained. "What?"
"It's impossible!" he hissed, his fist clenching at his side.
She stared into his eyes searchingly before quickly throwing on a pair of underclothes and a pair of loose boxer shorts and a tight tank top. ::Jiita?:: she asked him silently, feeling his onslaught of emotions that were no longer blocked from her.
::No,:: his mind whispered to her. ::There is no way...::
"What?!" she demanded.
He glanced at her, his eyes wide. "Kakarotto is back."
~~~
"Good to see you, Goku-san," the small Namek-jin child said happily.
Goku smiled and turned to look at the large Namek-jin Dragon waiting semi-patiently for the next wish. "Wow, Dende," Goku began, "how did you get the Namek Dragonballs here?"
"Later, Goku-san," the new Guardian of Earth said softly. "What should be the second wish?"
Goku rubbed the back of his head absently. "King Kai told me that the Saiyajin age a lot slower than humans do and suggested I wish to have Buruma and Chichi age the same as we do," he commented absently. "I suppose it makes sense. We wouldn't want Vejiita to lose Buruma and I don't know what I would do if I lost Chichi."
"Is that the second wish then?" the little green child asked softly.
Goku nodded and watched as Dende relayed his wish to the large Dragon in the strange language of the Guardian's home planet. The Dragon growled his affirmation and demanded the last wish. Dende looked questioningly at the large warrior.
Goku shrugged. "I have no idea. Dinner?"
Dende frowned.
"It's not like anyone needs wished back," Goku commented.
"Well, what do you want me to wish for?"
Goku smiled.
~~~
Buruma screamed.
Vejiita's head snapped up and he collapsed as pain shot through his body. His mate's pain. He wretched himself up, blocking part of their bond, and ran towards the kitchen. The door slammed open and he found his mate writhing in agony on the floor, Bardock holding her scantily clad form to the ground. He rushed in, swatted the large Saiyajin to the side roughly, and bought his thrashing mate to his lap. "What the hell did you do to her?!" Vejiita demanded angrily.
Bardock stood up and shook his head. "Nothing, Sire. I was coming down stairs and heard her scream."
Vejiita looked at Buruma who continued to thrash in his tight grip. He held her tightly, shocked at her strength. He powered up just so he'd be able to hold her with relative ease. "Onna," he snarled. "Onna, what is it!?"
She appeared to not hear him and continued to convulse. Vejiita stared at her worriedly. Her ki wasn't decreasing; it was, in fact, rising. She wasn't dying, but what in the name of Vejiita-sei was happening to his mate!? ::Onna,:: he called into her mind, absently noting the Namek coming up behind him.
::Jiita, it hurts!:: she screamed at him silently.
Wincing, Vejiita glanced back at Piccolo, who appeared to be disturbed. "What is it, Namek? Do you know something?!" he demanded.
::Shhhh,:: he murmured into her mind. ::Onna, breathe, concentrate on breathing, okay? It'll help the pain.:: He glared at the Namek. "Well!?"
The Namek scowled. "It appears that someone made a wish," he told the irate Saiyajin no Ouji.
"What fucking wish?" he asked snarling. He felt his mate struggle out of his grip with surprising strength and powered up to Supersaiyajin just to keep a grip on her. His mind noted Bardock's shock, but pushed it away for now.
"Seems as though Son has returned," he began.
"No shit! I knew that. What the hell does that have to do with what is happening to *my* *mate*?" he roared.
Piccolo glared. "He wished for Buruma and his wife to age as a Saiyajin."
The Supersaiyajin narrowed his eyes at the Namek and turned towards his mate. ::Buruma,:: he murmured into her mind. She suddenly went limp as she passed out. Her ki stabilized and her breathing slowed drastically. He sighed inwardly. She was going to be fine. He stood up and dropped out of Supersaiyajin, still cradling his mate, who was drenched in sweat. He carried her out of the room.
"Sire!"
He turned back to glare at Bardock, who had grown quite pale. "What is it?" he snarled.
Bardock pointed and Vejiita looked down to see a tail. A blue tail.
~~~
Vejiita looked down at his mate silently, his arms crossed over his chest and his legs spread slightly as he stood.
Piccolo walked up behind the Saiyajin no Ouji, pausing before he spoke. "Son's wife is fine, but she also seems to be a Saiyajin now."
Vejiita grunted.
"He is on his way here."
Another grunt.
"Neither Buruma nor Chichi seem to have suffered from the transformation and Chichi is still unresponsive. We aren't even sure she even felt it."
Grunt.
"Trunks left for the future, but says he'll return soon after he defeats his androids. He wants to help us with this problem."
"Hn."
Piccolo left silently, leaving the Saiyajin to stand vigil over his mate. A half-hour passed before Vejiita felt his fellow Saiyajin enter the room.
"Vejiita?"
"I would like to know, Kakarotto, why you wished for such a thing," Vejiita said, not moving from his stance.
Goku laughed. "I didn't know they would be turned Saiyajin, Vejiita. I just thought it would be nice to not lose them while we are still young."
Vejiita snorted. "It's done." He glanced at the larger Saiyajin. "What are you doing back?"
"King Kai says I'm needed here. A new enemy has been brewing awhile and it'll take all of us to win if what he said is true."
"Did you meet Bardock?"
Goku looked down at his childhood friend. "Is he really my father?"
"Hn."
"I've seen him, but haven't had a chance to talk to him. He seems to be waiting to speak to you."
"Hn." Vejiita sat on the bed gently as to not disturb his sleeping mate.
"Chichi is better now. I didn't think she'd take my decision so hard," he mumbled. "She is quite upset she's a Saiyajin now but she's happy that I'm back."
Vejiita smirked. "You are a complete moron, Kakarotto. Of course your mate took your death hard. She depends on you and she's weak."
Goku frowned. "Chichi is a lot of things, but weak has never been one of them." He crossed his arms. "Besides, how do you think Buruma would take it if you were to die?"
Vejiita looked towards his mate. "She'd survive," he said softly.
"What?"
Vejiita scowled and looked up at his rival. "She would be fine, Kakarotto. She has things beside me."
The taller Saiyajin frowned thoughtfully. "You want to know what I think?"
"No."
"I think she'd die."
Vejiita glanced at him sharply. "What?"
"I think she'd die without you, Vejiita. She loves you and when Buruma gives her heart, she gives it completely," he said softly.
Vejiita snorted. "She'll get over it," he whispered softly. Goku grinned and left silently. Vejiita tenderly brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face with a gloved hand.
"Highness?"
"What do you want, Bardock?" he demanded without looking at him.
"I wanted to talk to you," he said as he stepped inside the room.
"Spit it out, idiot," Vejiita spat.
"Are you a Supersaiyajin?"
Vejiita smirked and turned towards Bardock. "Yes."
Bardock grinned. "You actually did it!"
Vejiita snorted. "Of course. Kakarotto is one also, as well as his brat, Gohan."
Bardock gaped. "My son *and* grandson are Supersaiyajin also?"
Vejiita grunted. "Yes. Anything else?"
"I suppose I should apologize, Highness, for saying what I did about your mate. She is a Saiyajin now and despite her odd coloring, she will make a good Princess. She has the temperament of a Saiyajin, that much I noticed."
Vejiita grunted an acknowledgment. "Fine. Leave." Bardock nodded and left the room. Vejiita turned back to his mate. Lying beside her, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to his chest. He buried his face into her hair, breathing in. ::Onna,:: he murmured into her mind.
::What?:: she responded irritably, sleep clouding her mind.
::Wake up, my little jakuten,:: he taunted tenderly.
::No,:: she said slowly. ::What happened, Jiita?:: She slowly opened her eyes and looked around, her gaze falling on her Prince.
He smirked at her and waved his tail in front of her face. She scowled at him and grabbed the appendage softly. "Onna, do you remember our conversation when my tail grew back?"
She nodded and stroked the furry limb, earning a groaned purr for her efforts. His tail flicked away from her. "Yes, what about it?" she asked in confusion.
He smiled softly and reached under the sheets, leaning towards her ear. "Buruma," he began tenderly, "you said you wanted a tail." He grabbed her blue tail and stroked it. Buruma went limp and moaned in pleasure, then snapped her eyes open and yanked the sheet up. She beheld her blue tail in shock. "That is your tail, Onna," Vejiita said amused.
"How?" she gasped.
He stroked her tail and watched as her eyes slid closed and a soft purr escaped her. "It seems that Kakarotto decided to have you and his harpy of a mate age as Saiyajin do. I assume the Dragon only could do that if you *were* a Saiyajin." He paused and nibbled on her neck. "You and that loud one are both Saiyajin now." He moved to straddle his mate, continuing to nibble on her neck, her purring increasing. He groaned. "Gods," he murmured into her neck.
"Onna," he grunted softly.
"That was-"
"Wonderful, I know," he finished for her. He rolled off her and brought her with him, their tails still wrapped around each other
Buruma grinned impishly. "Is it that bad?" she asked, fingers dancing over his tail.
He scowled at her. "No, but I have better things to do," he began, eyes closing. "I have to," he gasped, "plan, damn it!"
She sighed and nuzzled him. "It's not *my* fault you can't control yourself."
He scowled. "I have superb control, Onna," he stated irritably. He kissed the top of her head and wiggled out of her embrace. "Come on, lazy Onna. We need to shower."
She stuck her tongue out at him and rolled out of the bed, padding naked to the bathroom, her tail swaying lazily behind her. He stood entranced by the blue limb. "Are you sure you can control yourself in the shower?" she taunted and disappeared into the large bathroom.
Vejiita scowled at the open doorway. ::You're even worse as a Saiyajin, Onna,:: he growled into her mind.
::Join me?:: she purred back.
Vejiita smirked and followed after her, knowing neither would leave that bathroom for a few hours. He shrugged mentally. 'What's a few more hours?'
~~~
AN: Ha, done. Not happy but there it is!
Lovies!
Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ. I only wish I were that great... *sighs*
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Nine: A Wish Gone Awry
Rating: R
Yawning, Buruma snuggled closer to her Saiyajin no Ouji. She absently rubbed the tail around her waist in her half-awake state, causing her sleeping mate to groan in his sleep. He crushed her body to his and she stifled a giggle into his chest. "Stop that," he grumbled irritably and yanked his tail out of her hands.
She yawned again before answering. "It's your own fault. Your tail was wrapped around me."
He snorted, and then stretched, pulling her against him. "It's a tail, Onna. It does what it does," he mumbled into her ear.
The door slammed open loudly and Buruma covered herself quickly. Bardock strolled into the room, his face set in a scowl. 'Is scowling like a permanent Saiyajin trait?' The Saiyajin with her best friend's face openly leered at what skin of hers that was exposed. Buruma shivered slightly under his lustful gaze and sank into her mate's comfortable side.
Vejiita growled and lunged at the third-class warrior pinning him to the wall violently. "You so much as think of looking at my mate again, you die, understand?" At Bardock's quick nod, Vejiita released him and stood with his arms crossed, paying no attention to his nudity. "You have twenty seconds, Bardock. What do you want?"
"Sire, there is an extremely powerful ki south of here and it's coming this way," Bardock stated immediately and Buruma had a sudden image that he would have saluted if Vejiita hadn't been standing there in the buff. "And some purple-haired kid demands to see his... parents?"
Vejiita closed his eyes and growled. "You came storming into my room for that? That power is not dangerous, idiot. It's only that pathetic Namek. And tell the boy we'll be down in a moment."
"Piccolo?" Buruma asked from the bed.
Vejiita nodded and fixed a glare at the Saiyajin. "Never enter this room without my permission, Bardock. Never. Learn to fucking knock!" he hissed at the taller Saiyajin.
Bardock knelt before Vejiita, his head bowed. "I apologize, Ouji-sama, I have been... gone for quite a long time and I'm not quite adjusted yet."
Vejiita humphed and walked back towards his bed. "Then get adjusted, idiot. This is not a purging mission and I do not live in a fucking tent in the middle of a battle. And I highly doubt you'd appreciate me barging in on you and your mate." Vejiita looked pointedly at the man.
"Again, I apologize, Sire."
"Feh. Fine. Out," Vejiita ordered gruffly.
Bardock nodded and rose, pausing just before he left the room. "Sire?"
Vejiita grunted and crawled into bed beside his mate.
"I would like to speak with you later, if possible. I have been dead quite a while," he reminded the irritated Saiyajin no Ouji.
Vejiita glared at the bulky Saiyajin. "Feh. Fine. Go. Now." Bardock left and Vejiita turned back to his mate. He nuzzled her neck and nipped at the fresh wound on her neck. "Stay away from him, Onna," he murmured into her skin, his lips brushing enticingly against her supple neck. "He's going to test me, by using you," he mumbled as he trailed kisses down her throat, his voice almost drowned in a soft purr. "Understand?"
She nodded weakly, her mind hardly comprehending any of the words. Suddenly the wickedly delightful sensations stopped and she blinked at her mate in surprise.
"The Namek is here and your brat wants to see you," he whispered and kissed her lips tenderly, biting her bottom lip lightly and rolling out of the bed. "Get dressed."
She snorted and crawled out of bed, swaying her hips sensually as she padded silently over to her dresser. She glanced over her shoulder to see her mate staring at her, no through her, his expression almost pained. "What?"
"It's impossible!" he hissed, his fist clenching at his side.
She stared into his eyes searchingly before quickly throwing on a pair of underclothes and a pair of loose boxer shorts and a tight tank top. ::Jiita?:: she asked him silently, feeling his onslaught of emotions that were no longer blocked from her.
::No,:: his mind whispered to her. ::There is no way...::
"What?!" she demanded.
He glanced at her, his eyes wide. "Kakarotto is back."
~~~
"Good to see you, Goku-san," the small Namek-jin child said happily.
Goku smiled and turned to look at the large Namek-jin Dragon waiting semi-patiently for the next wish. "Wow, Dende," Goku began, "how did you get the Namek Dragonballs here?"
"Later, Goku-san," the new Guardian of Earth said softly. "What should be the second wish?"
Goku rubbed the back of his head absently. "King Kai told me that the Saiyajin age a lot slower than humans do and suggested I wish to have Buruma and Chichi age the same as we do," he commented absently. "I suppose it makes sense. We wouldn't want Vejiita to lose Buruma and I don't know what I would do if I lost Chichi."
"Is that the second wish then?" the little green child asked softly.
Goku nodded and watched as Dende relayed his wish to the large Dragon in the strange language of the Guardian's home planet. The Dragon growled his affirmation and demanded the last wish. Dende looked questioningly at the large warrior.
Goku shrugged. "I have no idea. Dinner?"
Dende frowned.
"It's not like anyone needs wished back," Goku commented.
"Well, what do you want me to wish for?"
Goku smiled.
~~~
Buruma screamed.
Vejiita's head snapped up and he collapsed as pain shot through his body. His mate's pain. He wretched himself up, blocking part of their bond, and ran towards the kitchen. The door slammed open and he found his mate writhing in agony on the floor, Bardock holding her scantily clad form to the ground. He rushed in, swatted the large Saiyajin to the side roughly, and bought his thrashing mate to his lap. "What the hell did you do to her?!" Vejiita demanded angrily.
Bardock stood up and shook his head. "Nothing, Sire. I was coming down stairs and heard her scream."
Vejiita looked at Buruma who continued to thrash in his tight grip. He held her tightly, shocked at her strength. He powered up just so he'd be able to hold her with relative ease. "Onna," he snarled. "Onna, what is it!?"
She appeared to not hear him and continued to convulse. Vejiita stared at her worriedly. Her ki wasn't decreasing; it was, in fact, rising. She wasn't dying, but what in the name of Vejiita-sei was happening to his mate!? ::Onna,:: he called into her mind, absently noting the Namek coming up behind him.
::Jiita, it hurts!:: she screamed at him silently.
Wincing, Vejiita glanced back at Piccolo, who appeared to be disturbed. "What is it, Namek? Do you know something?!" he demanded.
::Shhhh,:: he murmured into her mind. ::Onna, breathe, concentrate on breathing, okay? It'll help the pain.:: He glared at the Namek. "Well!?"
The Namek scowled. "It appears that someone made a wish," he told the irate Saiyajin no Ouji.
"What fucking wish?" he asked snarling. He felt his mate struggle out of his grip with surprising strength and powered up to Supersaiyajin just to keep a grip on her. His mind noted Bardock's shock, but pushed it away for now.
"Seems as though Son has returned," he began.
"No shit! I knew that. What the hell does that have to do with what is happening to *my* *mate*?" he roared.
Piccolo glared. "He wished for Buruma and his wife to age as a Saiyajin."
The Supersaiyajin narrowed his eyes at the Namek and turned towards his mate. ::Buruma,:: he murmured into her mind. She suddenly went limp as she passed out. Her ki stabilized and her breathing slowed drastically. He sighed inwardly. She was going to be fine. He stood up and dropped out of Supersaiyajin, still cradling his mate, who was drenched in sweat. He carried her out of the room.
"Sire!"
He turned back to glare at Bardock, who had grown quite pale. "What is it?" he snarled.
Bardock pointed and Vejiita looked down to see a tail. A blue tail.
~~~
Vejiita looked down at his mate silently, his arms crossed over his chest and his legs spread slightly as he stood.
Piccolo walked up behind the Saiyajin no Ouji, pausing before he spoke. "Son's wife is fine, but she also seems to be a Saiyajin now."
Vejiita grunted.
"He is on his way here."
Another grunt.
"Neither Buruma nor Chichi seem to have suffered from the transformation and Chichi is still unresponsive. We aren't even sure she even felt it."
Grunt.
"Trunks left for the future, but says he'll return soon after he defeats his androids. He wants to help us with this problem."
"Hn."
Piccolo left silently, leaving the Saiyajin to stand vigil over his mate. A half-hour passed before Vejiita felt his fellow Saiyajin enter the room.
"Vejiita?"
"I would like to know, Kakarotto, why you wished for such a thing," Vejiita said, not moving from his stance.
Goku laughed. "I didn't know they would be turned Saiyajin, Vejiita. I just thought it would be nice to not lose them while we are still young."
Vejiita snorted. "It's done." He glanced at the larger Saiyajin. "What are you doing back?"
"King Kai says I'm needed here. A new enemy has been brewing awhile and it'll take all of us to win if what he said is true."
"Did you meet Bardock?"
Goku looked down at his childhood friend. "Is he really my father?"
"Hn."
"I've seen him, but haven't had a chance to talk to him. He seems to be waiting to speak to you."
"Hn." Vejiita sat on the bed gently as to not disturb his sleeping mate.
"Chichi is better now. I didn't think she'd take my decision so hard," he mumbled. "She is quite upset she's a Saiyajin now but she's happy that I'm back."
Vejiita smirked. "You are a complete moron, Kakarotto. Of course your mate took your death hard. She depends on you and she's weak."
Goku frowned. "Chichi is a lot of things, but weak has never been one of them." He crossed his arms. "Besides, how do you think Buruma would take it if you were to die?"
Vejiita looked towards his mate. "She'd survive," he said softly.
"What?"
Vejiita scowled and looked up at his rival. "She would be fine, Kakarotto. She has things beside me."
The taller Saiyajin frowned thoughtfully. "You want to know what I think?"
"No."
"I think she'd die."
Vejiita glanced at him sharply. "What?"
"I think she'd die without you, Vejiita. She loves you and when Buruma gives her heart, she gives it completely," he said softly.
Vejiita snorted. "She'll get over it," he whispered softly. Goku grinned and left silently. Vejiita tenderly brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face with a gloved hand.
"Highness?"
"What do you want, Bardock?" he demanded without looking at him.
"I wanted to talk to you," he said as he stepped inside the room.
"Spit it out, idiot," Vejiita spat.
"Are you a Supersaiyajin?"
Vejiita smirked and turned towards Bardock. "Yes."
Bardock grinned. "You actually did it!"
Vejiita snorted. "Of course. Kakarotto is one also, as well as his brat, Gohan."
Bardock gaped. "My son *and* grandson are Supersaiyajin also?"
Vejiita grunted. "Yes. Anything else?"
"I suppose I should apologize, Highness, for saying what I did about your mate. She is a Saiyajin now and despite her odd coloring, she will make a good Princess. She has the temperament of a Saiyajin, that much I noticed."
Vejiita grunted an acknowledgment. "Fine. Leave." Bardock nodded and left the room. Vejiita turned back to his mate. Lying beside her, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to his chest. He buried his face into her hair, breathing in. ::Onna,:: he murmured into her mind.
::What?:: she responded irritably, sleep clouding her mind.
::Wake up, my little jakuten,:: he taunted tenderly.
::No,:: she said slowly. ::What happened, Jiita?:: She slowly opened her eyes and looked around, her gaze falling on her Prince.
He smirked at her and waved his tail in front of her face. She scowled at him and grabbed the appendage softly. "Onna, do you remember our conversation when my tail grew back?"
She nodded and stroked the furry limb, earning a groaned purr for her efforts. His tail flicked away from her. "Yes, what about it?" she asked in confusion.
He smiled softly and reached under the sheets, leaning towards her ear. "Buruma," he began tenderly, "you said you wanted a tail." He grabbed her blue tail and stroked it. Buruma went limp and moaned in pleasure, then snapped her eyes open and yanked the sheet up. She beheld her blue tail in shock. "That is your tail, Onna," Vejiita said amused.
"How?" she gasped.
He stroked her tail and watched as her eyes slid closed and a soft purr escaped her. "It seems that Kakarotto decided to have you and his harpy of a mate age as Saiyajin do. I assume the Dragon only could do that if you *were* a Saiyajin." He paused and nibbled on her neck. "You and that loud one are both Saiyajin now." He moved to straddle his mate, continuing to nibble on her neck, her purring increasing. He groaned. "Gods," he murmured into her neck.
"Onna," he grunted softly.
"That was-"
"Wonderful, I know," he finished for her. He rolled off her and brought her with him, their tails still wrapped around each other
Buruma grinned impishly. "Is it that bad?" she asked, fingers dancing over his tail.
He scowled at her. "No, but I have better things to do," he began, eyes closing. "I have to," he gasped, "plan, damn it!"
She sighed and nuzzled him. "It's not *my* fault you can't control yourself."
He scowled. "I have superb control, Onna," he stated irritably. He kissed the top of her head and wiggled out of her embrace. "Come on, lazy Onna. We need to shower."
She stuck her tongue out at him and rolled out of the bed, padding naked to the bathroom, her tail swaying lazily behind her. He stood entranced by the blue limb. "Are you sure you can control yourself in the shower?" she taunted and disappeared into the large bathroom.
Vejiita scowled at the open doorway. ::You're even worse as a Saiyajin, Onna,:: he growled into her mind.
::Join me?:: she purred back.
Vejiita smirked and followed after her, knowing neither would leave that bathroom for a few hours. He shrugged mentally. 'What's a few more hours?'
~~~
AN: Ha, done. Not happy but there it is!
Lovies!
