Jakuten

Disclaimer: *giggles* Well, I can't draw for beans, so I KNOW I'm not Toriyama-sama, and I am way too young to have anything to do with this anime ^_^. I suppose I could work for Funi, but what the heck could I offer them? Besides, I don't want to. ^_^

By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)

Chapter Seventeen: SSJ Fun
Rating: R

Goku rubbed his cheek lightly, blinking a bit. "Vejiita, would you listen to me? I was trying to tell you that I could use Shunkan Idou over to New Namek-sei. Well, I'd have to stop at King Kai's first."

Vejiita turned his glare to his rival. "We'd have to bring a ship with us, I don't want to be stuck out there with our only way home being you!"

Nodding, Goku put a hand behind his head, smiling. "Of course, Vejiita. I thought you wanted me here to search out this enemy. You guys can just fly back and if I need your help, I can always use Shunkan Idou and fetch you."

Nodding curtly, Vejiita turned away from his rival, giving the small green child a glare. "Are you absolutely positive she can't be wished back from a virus?"

The young Namek-jin frowned. "I don't think it'd be possible. It might be okay if the virus is completely artificial, but again, it isn't an unnatural death, not really. I don't know. We should try saving her first."

Vejiita nodded. "I had planned on it," he growled.

~~~

Throwing open the door to Dr. Briefs' lab, Vejiita stormed into the large room. "Old man! How long until it progresses worse?" he demanded of the lavender-haired father of his mate.

The older man frowned thoughtfully. "It's impossible to be sure, Vejiita. It could be months, or even a year or two. It could kill her tomorrow, I don't know."

"Is she awake?" he growled out through the lump in his throat. He didn't know what he would do should she die. She was the only person in this world - this universe - he *cared* for. He didn't want to lose her, to never hear her voice call out his name in passion, or hear her curses when she was angry with him. He didn't want to never feel her supple flesh beneath his fingertips, to never make love to her again. He didn't want to have the only person that tried, honestly tried to understand him gone. He didn't want the only person he trusted to be lost to him. And he didn't want to lose the feeling she invoked within his chest whenever he saw her. He didn't want to feel the bond shatter as she died.

Dr. Briefs shook his head. "No, she's still out of it."

"I'm going to see her. Keep everyone out," he hissed, striding from the room. Vejiita made his way across the compound and into the side of the buildings that Vejiita and Buruma had once called home before the island came into the picture. He padded softly up the stairs and slipped into Buruma's room that looked about the same as the old one that got a bit demolished in Nappa's attack.

The room was dark, shades having been pulled, and his Saiyajin sight adjusted quickly to the lack of light. Shutting the door quietly behind him, he leaned against it, frowning as he stared over at the sleeping woman in the large bed.

She looked a bit pale, but otherwise healthy. He found his eyes wandering to her chest, watching in an almost hypnotic state the rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed. He honestly didn't know what he'd do with out her now. He could feel the fear clutch at his heart, a lump forming in his throat at the very thought of losing her. He just couldn't imagine it, not really, but the thought alone scared the hell out of him.

How could he possibly survive without her? Even without the bond, he cared for her beyond any sense of the word. He didn't understand *what* he felt, possibly what the ningen called 'love'. But even that word didn't fit right. It went beyond that, he knew it did. He needed her. Needed her because he felt for her too damn much. He didn't know how he could survive in this damn universe without the only person that had ever trusted him, ever cared for him, and ever loved him.

He sighed, and padded softly over to the bed, sitting beside her gently. "What can I do?" he murmured gruffly to her sleeping form.

She moaned lightly, and turned her head towards the sound of his voice, and Vejiita held his breath, wondering if he had perhaps waken her. She sighed, and her eyes blinked open and focused immediately on him. "Vejiita?" she asked softly, her voice still thick with sleep.

"Yes, Onna," he grunted, glad for the darkness of the room. He wasn't sure if he could keep up his indifferent expression.

She sighed softly. "I'm dying."

"No," he growled angrily. "I will not allow that!"

She smiled up at him sadly. "Silly Saiyajin," she uttered affectionately.

He attempted his usual smirk, not even sure she saw the effort, and leaned down to kiss her lips softly. "I won't allow you to die, Onna," he told her again, brushing his mouth over hers again.

"Vejiita?"

"Hn?"

"Make love to me?"

He nodded, moving to kiss her again.

"As a Supersaiyajin."

He started in surprise, pulling away to look at her. "Onna-"

"Please? I've been thinking about that for awhile, Vejiita."

"Onna, it might be dangerous. My ki is greater in that form and I could kill you without meaning to. Hell, I could kill you climaxing!"

She smiled up at him, and then leaned up to kiss him tenderly. "If you kill me, then I could be wished back," she murmured, trailing a hand over his chest.

He snarled and pulled away from her violently. Glaring down at her angrily, he hissed, "Onna, have you lost your fucking mind!"

She shrugged, and sat up. "Not really, it is a way to fix this."

He growled softly, and suddenly pinned her to the bed, his nose inches from hers. "I will not kill you! I couldn't!"

She blinked up at him, her eyes wide in surprise. "Vejiita...?"

He closed his eyes against the pain her comment caused. "Onna, I couldn't kill you, don't mention it again."

Brushing a hand over his cheek, she sighed softly. "I'm sorry, Vejiita," she murmured, leaning up to kiss him softly.

He nodded slightly, forgiving her instantly and deepened her feathery kiss, sighing into her mouth. He moved his hands up her sides, pleased when she gasped at the contact.

"Vejiita?"

"Hn?" He trailed kisses over her jaw lightly, tasting her slightly salty skin.

"Please?"

He blinked and pulled away from her. "Huh?"

"Make love to me as a Supersaiyajin...?"

He sighed. "Onna, that could be quite dangerous..."

"I'll be on top, you won't even have to move..."

He scowled and pulled away from her. "Fine, Onna." He scowled suddenly, and with a quick bulge of his muscles and a silent scream, a golden aura surrounded him, nearly blinding her. When she looked back up, she found a golden-haired, turquoise-eyed Vejiita glaring down at her.

She smiled up at him, and moved over slightly to allow him to lie on the bed, which he did, if a bit reluctantly. She giggled and ran her hand over his muscular chest, amazed at the power even *she* could feel coming from him. "Thank you," she murmured, leaning over to kiss him.

~~~

She collapsed on top of his chest, and panted lightly as his own ragged breathing began to slow. Vejiita took a deep breath and released his transformation, his hair falling back to black, his closed eyes losing their turquoise hue. "Damn you," he growled out through his soft pants.

She giggled tiredly and nuzzled his neck lightly. "Sorry, Jiita. But you've got to admit it was fun."

He rolled his half-closed eyes in irritation, his arms coming up to embrace her slightly trembling body. "Yes, it was fun if almost killing you can be considered fun," he drawled.

She released another giggle and sat up. "What's the plan, Vejiita?"

Sitting up as well, he moved her off him gently and rose from the bed. "We're going to New Namek-sei. I think we'll have Kakarotto transmission us there; we'll have a ship of course, and then use their dragonballs to heal you. My father and Nappa will go with us, I think. The rest can stay here and help Kakarotto find out what the fuck is going on." He frowned and pulled on his battle suit, glancing over to the still naked woman on the large bed. "Are you feeling... well?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I feel fine, Vejiita."

"Good, get dressed. We need to go to the island and leave immediately."

"Uh, Vejiita?"

"What?" he snapped.

"Shouldn't we leave tomorrow morning? It's nearly two in the afternoon and we might want to make sure we have everything."

He nodded curtly, not looking at her. "Fine. I'm going to see your father and get a ship from him. Get dressed and meet me downstairs," he ordered, and then strode through the door.

Buruma blinked at the door, confused as to his sudden irritability. She sighed and rose from the bed. "Oh, well," she whispered, and proceeded to get redressed.

~~~

Buruma padded softly down the stairs and into the living room to find Vejiita and her father talking quietly beside the door. Her mate glanced at her, but didn't acknowledge her otherwise. She felt a little snubbed at his attitude, and had an urge to slap the emotionally stunted Saiyajin.

When her father saw her, he gave her a warm smile and said something else to the scowling Saiyajin, and then walked over to her. "Buruma, I'm-"

A movement out of the corner of her eye distracted her and she glanced over to Vejiita, to find Goku standing there. "Son-kun?" she asked, confused.

The taller Saiyajin smiled happily at her. "Hey, Buruma."

"What's going on?"

He shrugged slightly. "Nothing really, but I need to steal Vejiita for a few. Another Saiyajin appeared."

Blinking, Buruma frowned. "I'm going to."

"Onna-"

"Buruma-"

"Oh, shut up. I'm not dead yet!" she snapped angrily, taking a step towards the two Saiyajin. She put on her best stubborn look and watched as Goku reluctantly nodded his head in consent. Vejiita snarled and turned away from her eyes. "Good," she stated.

Goku gave her a sheepish grin. "Okay, let's go," he said, reaching for Buruma's arm, but Vejiita growl stopped him. He glanced confused at the smaller male. "Vejiita, I have to touch both of you to take you."

Vejiita wrapped an arm around Buruma, but nodded curtly. Both put their hands on his arm, and then winked out, leaving Dr. Briefs alone and shaking his head at the antics of his daughter and her friends.


~~~

AN: This chapter goes out to Marie, for two reasons. One is the Supersaiyajin thing in here *grins* and the other is because she almost 'self-combusted,' as Gie-chan put it, waiting for this sucker

Lovies!