Sooner Than Expected
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By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Four: Exhaustion
Vejiita's eyes snapped open and he listened silently for what had awakened him. The Onna beside him shifted in her sleep, curling into his side.
He found it amazing what this little female did to him. He'd come to destroy her home, her friends, and in fact killed this 'boyfriend' of hers, threatened her, and yet she still came to him willingly. And sought out his warmth in her sleep. She trusted him, the fool.
He slipped out of the large bed silently and left for his own room. He stiffened as he sensed a familiar ki waiting for him in front of his door. That was probably what had disturbed his sleep. He growled. "What do you want, Namek?"
Piccolo stared at the half-naked Saiyajin and raised an eyebrow. "Out for a stroll, Vejiita?" he drawled.
Vejiita snorted and crossed his arms. "I think you know very well where I was."
The large Namek nodded. "You're correct. What are you up to?"
Vejiita barked a laugh. "Fool. I'd think it was obvious."
"Yes, but what I'm curious about is your alternative motives."
He growled and gave the Namek in front of him a good glare. "No need to fear. I have none."
"Really? You're sleeping with Goku's best friend for no other purpose than to fuck her?"
"Exactly, Namek."
"Why?"
Vejiita rolled his eyes. "I know you're asexual, but do try to keep up. It's hormonal, it doesn't have to have a reason."
"For you, there is always a reason."
Vejiita chuckled, crossing his arms. "This time there isn't. She offered and I took her up on it."
Piccolo smiled suddenly. "There may be hope for you yet."
Vejiita growled warningly. "Hope for what? That I'll suddenly wake up one day and decide to join Kakarotto's little gang of do-gooders? Never, Namek. I could care less for this planet, those pathetic weak fools, or that obnoxious female."
Piccolo raised his eyebrow. "Lying to yourself isn't a sign of a true warrior. You may not care for anything else, but you do feel something for her. The sooner you admit it, the easier it'll be."
Vejiita stepped up to Piccolo, his fists clenched at his side. "Watch what you say, Namek. I have no qualms about destroying her, or you. Go back to your pathetic little colony outside and leave me the hell alone." He pushed passed the green warrior to enter his room. He paused with his hand on the knob and turned back to glare at Piccolo. "And keep your mouth shut about what I do with that Onna. Understand? That is *my* business and no one else's."
Piccolo snorted, watching the small Saiyajin open his door. "I'm not in the habit of gossiping, Vejiita. I had no plans to disclose your... secret."
Vejiita growled, "Good."
The Saiyajin went to close his bedroom door behind him, when the Namek spoke again. "Vejiita."
He glared at the green man. "What?"
"Did you ever ask that foolish female about me?"
Vejiita rolled his eyes. "I fuck her. I don't talk with her."
"I used to be like you," Piccolo said. "I fought it, too. After you accept it, you'll find it much easier."
Vejiita snorted. "I'm fighting nothing, fool. She's a good fuck, nothing more. When I tire of her, I'll kill her. Do not mistake me, Namek. I just have no need to dispose of her quite yet."
Piccolo chuckled softly and turned to go, but not without a parting comment. "I doubt the Saiyajin no Ouji would lower his enormous pride to bed a human if she was only a 'good fuck' as you say." With that, he was gone.
~~~
Vejiita levitated slowly into the air, and turned to face the direction of Capsule Corporation. His battle armor was almost completely demolished now, his battle suit not doing much better, being nearly in shreds. He was covered in bruises and oozing cuts. He sniffed delicately, and decided he had to go back. He definitely needed a long shower now. Bathing in rivers and lakes just didn't cut it.
He slowly started to fly back towards the female's home. It had been a month this time. A long month of training in the middle of nowhere. After the little chat with the Namek, he showered, to get her scent off him, and left the compound again. He was a bit disturbed about what the Namek had made him think of.
He didn't care about her, the moron was wrong about that. She intrigued him and that was the reason he took her up on her... offer. He supposed he didn't *hate* the stupid Onna, maybe even grudgingly liked the fool, but he didn't care for her. He might save her if she fell off the roof or something and he happened to be nearby. He hadn't tired of their bedroom activity yet. But if some enemy came and threatened to kill her? He might not even waste the energy to save the idiot. He might regret her death when he felt the need for her again, but would he care? Not really.
She was the only human on the planet he grudgingly tolerated. She was brave, and didn't fear him. It irritated him to no end, but he found himself actually liking it. Just a bit. He didn't care if she was hurt or dead, that wasn't why he had stayed away. No, that wasn't the problem. The damn problem was that he found himself... needing her. In the strictly physical sense of course, but still needing her. That irritated him. He'd done just fine all these years without even wanting a female, and now he found himself... wanting *her*.
He growled as he flew through the air, and clenched his fists at his side. He knew he didn't care about her, it was just lust. But he had never lusted after any female before. Maybe it was because he had a taste of her, knew what it was like to reach that release. He scowled. Stupid hormones. He could feel himself wanting to bury himself in her already.
She was loud and annoying, but as promised, she never let on to any of the others, her parents included, that they were anything other than reluctant roommates. He was relieved. He didn't want to let his enemies see that he had... needs. A damn need for her! That was the stupid part and what bugged him the most. He was annoyed that she could evoke that kind of reaction in him. She should have been beneath his notice, let alone his lust. She was human, damn it! A weak, human scientist! Not even a fighter.
He snorted. He really ought to kill the female before she got inside of him even more. He found his guard dropped around her. Not completely, no. It would take an awful lot to lower the walls he took decades to put around himself, but she was steadily working at it. And the foolish onna didn't even try! When he found himself frustrated at his failures, angry with himself for his weaknesses, he then found himself wanting her! Wanting that contact, that release. It felt... good. It made his worries and hatred seem... far away. In her bed, it didn't matter that Kakarotto defeated him. It didn't matter that his vengeance was denied him and a third-class idiot had to do it for him. He had pleaded with Kakarotto to do it, so he didn't blame the fool for that! He blamed himself for not being strong enough. In her bed, he was no longer the Saiyajin no Ouji, last of the great warrior race, who kept the pride of millions of slaughter warriors on his shoulders. He was nobody but Vejiita, a male, in her bed.
And he liked it. When he hated himself more for it. And found himself hating her for it, too. He scowled and dropped altitude as he started to fly over the CC compound. What was worse was that he knew that if he continued with the bedtime activities, his walls would crumble completely. And he'd be left defenseless against whatever she wanted to inflict on him.
He thought once of finding someone else to... sate the needs she had awakened in him, but when he thought of doing that with anyone else, he felt a bit sick. She was worthy of it, he grudgingly admitted. She was the only one he felt that... lust for. And he felt damned for it. He couldn't stay away, not when he felt defeated inside, or hurting inside. That comfort she offered him drove him to her, over and over again. And the lust she had awakened.
He landed softly on his balcony, and opened the doors. He glanced over his shoulders over the compound filled with Nameks. He should have blasted her the moment he realized she was dangerous to him. If he ever found himself... caring for her, he'd blast himself.
Nothing was worth the pain of having her taken away from him should he care for her. And he didn't. And he'd be damned if he would. He lusted after her, he could admit. Admired her, just a bit. And he'd regret her death if she died before he could tire of her. But he'd be damned if he'd care for her and feel pain should she be taken from him.
Nothing was worth the type pain he had felt when Vejiita-sei was destroyed. Nothing was worth that type of pain. Especially not some weak human Onna he was bedding.
~~~
Buruma sighed irritably and stood up from her large desk. She stretched with her arms above her head, her back popping in a few places before she settled, and walked from her office. She nodded at her secretary, grabbing her purse and capsules, and entered the elevator. Gods, she was tired. She frowned suddenly. Her father had fallen ill a week ago, and she had little time for anything but work.
She was especially worried about her father; he was getting old. But he swore it was just a slight bug, no big deal. She had grudgingly accepted that, and took over her father's workload without complaint. But it was definitely wearing on her. She glanced at the watch on her left wrist curiously, and shrugged. It was only noon. She'd take an extra long lunch break, and just work a bit later, she decided. She was beginning to snap at people and although that was nothing new, she was being exceptionally waspish lately.
She exited the elevator when it stopped on the bottom floor and walked out of the building. She opened a capsule car and hopped in it. She quickly decided to go home for lunch, and check on the Namek colony she had there, and her father.
She started up the car, and drove across the huge compound to the living section. She parked five minutes later, and hopped out of the car. She walked around to the back yard, smiling at the Nameks she passed along the way. She spotted Piccolo in the corner having a chat with the young Dende, and waved at the boy when he glanced at her. He waved back shyly and she smiled. She walked towards the kitchen door, glancing curiously at Piccolo. He didn't scare her any more. Not after having seduced Vejiita. She'd have been a complete fool to fear the Namek after that.
She cocked her head curiously at the Namek when she found him staring at her oddly. She mouthed 'what?' to him, and he said something to the young Namek child before walking towards her.
"Buruma," he greeted gruffly. Buruma had to admit to herself that she was curious. It wasn't often that she talked to him, despite the fact he had been staying on her property with the Nameks. She supposed he wanted as much time with them before they left for a new home. She could understand that.
She smiled slightly at him. "Why were you looking at me like that?"
He grinned at her, showing his pointed fangs. That made her a bit nervous. "Have you talked to Vejiita lately?" he asked curiously.
If he was expecting a reaction, he was sorely disappointed. She just shook her head. "He and I don't talk much and I think he left about a month ago. Training somewhere, I suppose. Why?"
He was watching her closely, and Buruma found the scrutiny a bit unnerving. "He hasn't told you that I know about... you and him?"
She blinked and cocked her head. She hid a grin. If he hoped she was shamed about it, he was again disappointed. "Really?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
He nodded. "I knew since the plane..."
She laughed. "Get a show, did you?"
He mumbled something she didn't hear before he looked at her curiously again. "I'm not telling anyone, so neither of you need to worry," he told her suddenly. "But I felt him return a few moments ago. I just want you to be careful around him. Goku would kill me if I knew about this and let Vejiita kill you or something."
She smiled. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."
"Do you really?" he asked.
She nodded slightly. "Sort of anyway. He won't kill me."
"He might. If he realizes that he could come to care for you and wants to stop that. He'd kill you. That's what I would have done."
Buruma shrugged. "He won't."
He gave her a disbelieving look. "Just watch yourself."
She smiled again. "No worries, I'm a big girl!"
He gave her another look. "And Vejiita is a man not to be trifled with. He's dangerous right now. Very."
She shook her head slightly in amusement. "Thanks for your concern, Piccolo, but I will be fine."
He glanced at her and nodded finally. "Fine."
Waving, she turned and walked into the house. Flipping on the lights, she set her purse and capsules on the dining table and moved over to the refrigerator. Opening it, she pulled out last night's leftovers and a can of soda. Buruma straightened and turned around, bumping into someone.
She nearly shrieked and glanced up into the dark glare of the Saiyajin no Ouji. "Gods, Vejiita! You scared the hell out of me!"
He gave her a quick amused smirk at that, before his glare returned.
"What?"
"I saw you and that green idiot talking," he stated, his voice low.
She blinked. "Yeah, and?"
He growled and pushed her back against the refrigerator, causing her to drop the plastic bowl in her hands and the can of soda, that erupted upon impact. She stared at him, completely unafraid. "About what, Onna?" he hissed.
She pulled off a half shrug, despite his painful grip on her shoulder. "You. He wanted to warn me that you were still dangerous and stuff like that. I think he was trying to get me to stay away from you or something. Nothing big." She frowned. "I didn't even know he knew."
Vejiita growled and leaned towards her face menacingly. "What did you say?" he demanded angrily.
"That I could take care of myself, and then I politely told him to bug off." She was a bit irritated at him for demanding answers, but not at all afraid of him, having gotten over that long ago. Buruma knew he could scare her badly if he honestly tried, but being hissed at as he pressed her to a refrigerator didn't worry her.
He grunted, but didn't release her. His intense eyes continued to search hers, demanding the blue depths to tell him whether she was lying. She felt a little... uncertain under that gaze. It was like he was searching her soul, and not just to see whether she was lying or not. After a small eternity, he finally asked her another question. "Are you going to listen to him?" he asked.
She was surprised and nearly gaped at him. For asking *that* question. That was the last thing she expected him to ask. And with such uncertainty. She suddenly realized that if she said yes, he would leave. Leave her completely alone, possibly leave her home.
"Not until you say it's done," she told him. "I told you before, you can have me for as long as you want me. That includes when you disappear, Vejiita. You have to tell me that you do not want this anymore, and then that's it."
He nodded, and Buruma could have sworn she saw something flicker in his eyes, something very much like relief, but it disappeared before she could be certain. He suddenly released her and backed away. She didn't say another word, and bent to retrieve the bowl and the busted can of soda. She tossed it into the garbage and moved to grab a towel, when she turned to find Vejiita handing her one.
She blinked at it, then at him, before taking the offered dishtowel and bending over to clean up the mess. When she stood up again, Vejiita was gone.
~~~
Buruma shuffled into the dark house well after midnight. She was sore and completely exhausted. She dropped her purse and capsules on the table beside the front door, before heading up the dark stairway, not even bothering to turn on the lights.
She stumbled her way into her rooms, not bothering with those lights either, and pulled off her painful heels as she walked towards her large, extremely inviting looking bed. She pulled her hair out of the clip it was being held in, yanked off her pantyhose, unbuttoned her suit jacket before she even realized she wasn't alone.
She screamed as she felt the presence move up behind her, and a hand immediately clamped on her open mouth. "Onna!" a voice hissed angrily.
She sagged in relief, leaning back into his strong arms. "Damn it, Vejiita!"
He didn't say anything, only wrapped his arms around her waist, and set his chin on her shoulder. He nuzzled the side of her head lightly.
"Vejiita, I know I said anytime, but I'm so tired right now," she told him quietly, hoping that he wouldn't get angry with her.
He nuzzled her again, grunting under his breath about weaklings.
She growled lightly and elbowed him in the stomach before pulling away from him to undress. She removed her suit jacket and turned to face the Saiyajin. He was watching her undress, an odd look on his usually expressionless face. "I'm sorry, but Dad's sick and I've been running the business for a week now with little or no sleep. I'm only human, you know," she told him, removing her white blouse to reveal a lace bra. She felt as if his eyes were devouring her. She ignored it as she removed her gray skirt next.
"Vejiita?" she asked finally, when she was only clad in her bra and panties.
He snapped his head up and looked up into her eyes, his own wide with shock. Like he had just realized something big.
"What is it? You've seen me undress before, silly," she teased tiredly. She walked over to her dresser, bent down to pull open the bottom drawer, and retrieved a pair of sweats and a tank top. She straightened, gasping when she felt his large hands grab her hips tightly and pull her to him. She sucked in a breath as she felt his obvious arousal and found, to her horror, that it was affecting her.
"Onna," he breathed, wrapping an arm around her chest to hold her to him. He nipped her neck lightly, sensually from her jaw to her collarbone, earning himself little moans from her.
"Vejiita, tired," she tried to protest, but a hand yanked on her bra hard and it tore in half and Vejiita flung it across the room. As usual, the beast, she thought fondly.
He removed her panties in much the same way, before picking her up gently and dropping her on the bed. She bounced slightly as she hit and made a small squeak of indignation. He didn't even give her a wicked grin. He stared at her searchingly before he knelt beside her on the bed and leaned down to capture her lips with his.
She moved her hand to the back of his head, and pulled him closer to her, burying her hands in his thick hair.
He pulled away and looked down at her, his eyes guarded, as usual, when he wasn't having sex with her. It was only at those moments did she see inside his shell. "Sleep," he ordered softly.
She gaped at him.
He chuckled softly and closed her mouth with a gloved finger.
"You ruined my underwear just so I could sleep?" she asked suddenly irritated.
He smirked and stood up, padding softly for the door. He turned and glanced at her naked form on the bed. "No, I just realized I didn't want you."
She glared at him, and before she could find something to throw at him, he disappeared out the door. She let out a stream of curses and climbed under her covers. She fell asleep immediately after muttering, "Damn Saiyajin."
~~~
AN: ^_^
Lovies!!
Disclaimer: I'm a member of the nightly B/V chats going on... We're crazy, not rich. Go away.
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Four: Exhaustion
Vejiita's eyes snapped open and he listened silently for what had awakened him. The Onna beside him shifted in her sleep, curling into his side.
He found it amazing what this little female did to him. He'd come to destroy her home, her friends, and in fact killed this 'boyfriend' of hers, threatened her, and yet she still came to him willingly. And sought out his warmth in her sleep. She trusted him, the fool.
He slipped out of the large bed silently and left for his own room. He stiffened as he sensed a familiar ki waiting for him in front of his door. That was probably what had disturbed his sleep. He growled. "What do you want, Namek?"
Piccolo stared at the half-naked Saiyajin and raised an eyebrow. "Out for a stroll, Vejiita?" he drawled.
Vejiita snorted and crossed his arms. "I think you know very well where I was."
The large Namek nodded. "You're correct. What are you up to?"
Vejiita barked a laugh. "Fool. I'd think it was obvious."
"Yes, but what I'm curious about is your alternative motives."
He growled and gave the Namek in front of him a good glare. "No need to fear. I have none."
"Really? You're sleeping with Goku's best friend for no other purpose than to fuck her?"
"Exactly, Namek."
"Why?"
Vejiita rolled his eyes. "I know you're asexual, but do try to keep up. It's hormonal, it doesn't have to have a reason."
"For you, there is always a reason."
Vejiita chuckled, crossing his arms. "This time there isn't. She offered and I took her up on it."
Piccolo smiled suddenly. "There may be hope for you yet."
Vejiita growled warningly. "Hope for what? That I'll suddenly wake up one day and decide to join Kakarotto's little gang of do-gooders? Never, Namek. I could care less for this planet, those pathetic weak fools, or that obnoxious female."
Piccolo raised his eyebrow. "Lying to yourself isn't a sign of a true warrior. You may not care for anything else, but you do feel something for her. The sooner you admit it, the easier it'll be."
Vejiita stepped up to Piccolo, his fists clenched at his side. "Watch what you say, Namek. I have no qualms about destroying her, or you. Go back to your pathetic little colony outside and leave me the hell alone." He pushed passed the green warrior to enter his room. He paused with his hand on the knob and turned back to glare at Piccolo. "And keep your mouth shut about what I do with that Onna. Understand? That is *my* business and no one else's."
Piccolo snorted, watching the small Saiyajin open his door. "I'm not in the habit of gossiping, Vejiita. I had no plans to disclose your... secret."
Vejiita growled, "Good."
The Saiyajin went to close his bedroom door behind him, when the Namek spoke again. "Vejiita."
He glared at the green man. "What?"
"Did you ever ask that foolish female about me?"
Vejiita rolled his eyes. "I fuck her. I don't talk with her."
"I used to be like you," Piccolo said. "I fought it, too. After you accept it, you'll find it much easier."
Vejiita snorted. "I'm fighting nothing, fool. She's a good fuck, nothing more. When I tire of her, I'll kill her. Do not mistake me, Namek. I just have no need to dispose of her quite yet."
Piccolo chuckled softly and turned to go, but not without a parting comment. "I doubt the Saiyajin no Ouji would lower his enormous pride to bed a human if she was only a 'good fuck' as you say." With that, he was gone.
~~~
Vejiita levitated slowly into the air, and turned to face the direction of Capsule Corporation. His battle armor was almost completely demolished now, his battle suit not doing much better, being nearly in shreds. He was covered in bruises and oozing cuts. He sniffed delicately, and decided he had to go back. He definitely needed a long shower now. Bathing in rivers and lakes just didn't cut it.
He slowly started to fly back towards the female's home. It had been a month this time. A long month of training in the middle of nowhere. After the little chat with the Namek, he showered, to get her scent off him, and left the compound again. He was a bit disturbed about what the Namek had made him think of.
He didn't care about her, the moron was wrong about that. She intrigued him and that was the reason he took her up on her... offer. He supposed he didn't *hate* the stupid Onna, maybe even grudgingly liked the fool, but he didn't care for her. He might save her if she fell off the roof or something and he happened to be nearby. He hadn't tired of their bedroom activity yet. But if some enemy came and threatened to kill her? He might not even waste the energy to save the idiot. He might regret her death when he felt the need for her again, but would he care? Not really.
She was the only human on the planet he grudgingly tolerated. She was brave, and didn't fear him. It irritated him to no end, but he found himself actually liking it. Just a bit. He didn't care if she was hurt or dead, that wasn't why he had stayed away. No, that wasn't the problem. The damn problem was that he found himself... needing her. In the strictly physical sense of course, but still needing her. That irritated him. He'd done just fine all these years without even wanting a female, and now he found himself... wanting *her*.
He growled as he flew through the air, and clenched his fists at his side. He knew he didn't care about her, it was just lust. But he had never lusted after any female before. Maybe it was because he had a taste of her, knew what it was like to reach that release. He scowled. Stupid hormones. He could feel himself wanting to bury himself in her already.
She was loud and annoying, but as promised, she never let on to any of the others, her parents included, that they were anything other than reluctant roommates. He was relieved. He didn't want to let his enemies see that he had... needs. A damn need for her! That was the stupid part and what bugged him the most. He was annoyed that she could evoke that kind of reaction in him. She should have been beneath his notice, let alone his lust. She was human, damn it! A weak, human scientist! Not even a fighter.
He snorted. He really ought to kill the female before she got inside of him even more. He found his guard dropped around her. Not completely, no. It would take an awful lot to lower the walls he took decades to put around himself, but she was steadily working at it. And the foolish onna didn't even try! When he found himself frustrated at his failures, angry with himself for his weaknesses, he then found himself wanting her! Wanting that contact, that release. It felt... good. It made his worries and hatred seem... far away. In her bed, it didn't matter that Kakarotto defeated him. It didn't matter that his vengeance was denied him and a third-class idiot had to do it for him. He had pleaded with Kakarotto to do it, so he didn't blame the fool for that! He blamed himself for not being strong enough. In her bed, he was no longer the Saiyajin no Ouji, last of the great warrior race, who kept the pride of millions of slaughter warriors on his shoulders. He was nobody but Vejiita, a male, in her bed.
And he liked it. When he hated himself more for it. And found himself hating her for it, too. He scowled and dropped altitude as he started to fly over the CC compound. What was worse was that he knew that if he continued with the bedtime activities, his walls would crumble completely. And he'd be left defenseless against whatever she wanted to inflict on him.
He thought once of finding someone else to... sate the needs she had awakened in him, but when he thought of doing that with anyone else, he felt a bit sick. She was worthy of it, he grudgingly admitted. She was the only one he felt that... lust for. And he felt damned for it. He couldn't stay away, not when he felt defeated inside, or hurting inside. That comfort she offered him drove him to her, over and over again. And the lust she had awakened.
He landed softly on his balcony, and opened the doors. He glanced over his shoulders over the compound filled with Nameks. He should have blasted her the moment he realized she was dangerous to him. If he ever found himself... caring for her, he'd blast himself.
Nothing was worth the pain of having her taken away from him should he care for her. And he didn't. And he'd be damned if he would. He lusted after her, he could admit. Admired her, just a bit. And he'd regret her death if she died before he could tire of her. But he'd be damned if he'd care for her and feel pain should she be taken from him.
Nothing was worth the type pain he had felt when Vejiita-sei was destroyed. Nothing was worth that type of pain. Especially not some weak human Onna he was bedding.
~~~
Buruma sighed irritably and stood up from her large desk. She stretched with her arms above her head, her back popping in a few places before she settled, and walked from her office. She nodded at her secretary, grabbing her purse and capsules, and entered the elevator. Gods, she was tired. She frowned suddenly. Her father had fallen ill a week ago, and she had little time for anything but work.
She was especially worried about her father; he was getting old. But he swore it was just a slight bug, no big deal. She had grudgingly accepted that, and took over her father's workload without complaint. But it was definitely wearing on her. She glanced at the watch on her left wrist curiously, and shrugged. It was only noon. She'd take an extra long lunch break, and just work a bit later, she decided. She was beginning to snap at people and although that was nothing new, she was being exceptionally waspish lately.
She exited the elevator when it stopped on the bottom floor and walked out of the building. She opened a capsule car and hopped in it. She quickly decided to go home for lunch, and check on the Namek colony she had there, and her father.
She started up the car, and drove across the huge compound to the living section. She parked five minutes later, and hopped out of the car. She walked around to the back yard, smiling at the Nameks she passed along the way. She spotted Piccolo in the corner having a chat with the young Dende, and waved at the boy when he glanced at her. He waved back shyly and she smiled. She walked towards the kitchen door, glancing curiously at Piccolo. He didn't scare her any more. Not after having seduced Vejiita. She'd have been a complete fool to fear the Namek after that.
She cocked her head curiously at the Namek when she found him staring at her oddly. She mouthed 'what?' to him, and he said something to the young Namek child before walking towards her.
"Buruma," he greeted gruffly. Buruma had to admit to herself that she was curious. It wasn't often that she talked to him, despite the fact he had been staying on her property with the Nameks. She supposed he wanted as much time with them before they left for a new home. She could understand that.
She smiled slightly at him. "Why were you looking at me like that?"
He grinned at her, showing his pointed fangs. That made her a bit nervous. "Have you talked to Vejiita lately?" he asked curiously.
If he was expecting a reaction, he was sorely disappointed. She just shook her head. "He and I don't talk much and I think he left about a month ago. Training somewhere, I suppose. Why?"
He was watching her closely, and Buruma found the scrutiny a bit unnerving. "He hasn't told you that I know about... you and him?"
She blinked and cocked her head. She hid a grin. If he hoped she was shamed about it, he was again disappointed. "Really?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
He nodded. "I knew since the plane..."
She laughed. "Get a show, did you?"
He mumbled something she didn't hear before he looked at her curiously again. "I'm not telling anyone, so neither of you need to worry," he told her suddenly. "But I felt him return a few moments ago. I just want you to be careful around him. Goku would kill me if I knew about this and let Vejiita kill you or something."
She smiled. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."
"Do you really?" he asked.
She nodded slightly. "Sort of anyway. He won't kill me."
"He might. If he realizes that he could come to care for you and wants to stop that. He'd kill you. That's what I would have done."
Buruma shrugged. "He won't."
He gave her a disbelieving look. "Just watch yourself."
She smiled again. "No worries, I'm a big girl!"
He gave her another look. "And Vejiita is a man not to be trifled with. He's dangerous right now. Very."
She shook her head slightly in amusement. "Thanks for your concern, Piccolo, but I will be fine."
He glanced at her and nodded finally. "Fine."
Waving, she turned and walked into the house. Flipping on the lights, she set her purse and capsules on the dining table and moved over to the refrigerator. Opening it, she pulled out last night's leftovers and a can of soda. Buruma straightened and turned around, bumping into someone.
She nearly shrieked and glanced up into the dark glare of the Saiyajin no Ouji. "Gods, Vejiita! You scared the hell out of me!"
He gave her a quick amused smirk at that, before his glare returned.
"What?"
"I saw you and that green idiot talking," he stated, his voice low.
She blinked. "Yeah, and?"
He growled and pushed her back against the refrigerator, causing her to drop the plastic bowl in her hands and the can of soda, that erupted upon impact. She stared at him, completely unafraid. "About what, Onna?" he hissed.
She pulled off a half shrug, despite his painful grip on her shoulder. "You. He wanted to warn me that you were still dangerous and stuff like that. I think he was trying to get me to stay away from you or something. Nothing big." She frowned. "I didn't even know he knew."
Vejiita growled and leaned towards her face menacingly. "What did you say?" he demanded angrily.
"That I could take care of myself, and then I politely told him to bug off." She was a bit irritated at him for demanding answers, but not at all afraid of him, having gotten over that long ago. Buruma knew he could scare her badly if he honestly tried, but being hissed at as he pressed her to a refrigerator didn't worry her.
He grunted, but didn't release her. His intense eyes continued to search hers, demanding the blue depths to tell him whether she was lying. She felt a little... uncertain under that gaze. It was like he was searching her soul, and not just to see whether she was lying or not. After a small eternity, he finally asked her another question. "Are you going to listen to him?" he asked.
She was surprised and nearly gaped at him. For asking *that* question. That was the last thing she expected him to ask. And with such uncertainty. She suddenly realized that if she said yes, he would leave. Leave her completely alone, possibly leave her home.
"Not until you say it's done," she told him. "I told you before, you can have me for as long as you want me. That includes when you disappear, Vejiita. You have to tell me that you do not want this anymore, and then that's it."
He nodded, and Buruma could have sworn she saw something flicker in his eyes, something very much like relief, but it disappeared before she could be certain. He suddenly released her and backed away. She didn't say another word, and bent to retrieve the bowl and the busted can of soda. She tossed it into the garbage and moved to grab a towel, when she turned to find Vejiita handing her one.
She blinked at it, then at him, before taking the offered dishtowel and bending over to clean up the mess. When she stood up again, Vejiita was gone.
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Buruma shuffled into the dark house well after midnight. She was sore and completely exhausted. She dropped her purse and capsules on the table beside the front door, before heading up the dark stairway, not even bothering to turn on the lights.
She stumbled her way into her rooms, not bothering with those lights either, and pulled off her painful heels as she walked towards her large, extremely inviting looking bed. She pulled her hair out of the clip it was being held in, yanked off her pantyhose, unbuttoned her suit jacket before she even realized she wasn't alone.
She screamed as she felt the presence move up behind her, and a hand immediately clamped on her open mouth. "Onna!" a voice hissed angrily.
She sagged in relief, leaning back into his strong arms. "Damn it, Vejiita!"
He didn't say anything, only wrapped his arms around her waist, and set his chin on her shoulder. He nuzzled the side of her head lightly.
"Vejiita, I know I said anytime, but I'm so tired right now," she told him quietly, hoping that he wouldn't get angry with her.
He nuzzled her again, grunting under his breath about weaklings.
She growled lightly and elbowed him in the stomach before pulling away from him to undress. She removed her suit jacket and turned to face the Saiyajin. He was watching her undress, an odd look on his usually expressionless face. "I'm sorry, but Dad's sick and I've been running the business for a week now with little or no sleep. I'm only human, you know," she told him, removing her white blouse to reveal a lace bra. She felt as if his eyes were devouring her. She ignored it as she removed her gray skirt next.
"Vejiita?" she asked finally, when she was only clad in her bra and panties.
He snapped his head up and looked up into her eyes, his own wide with shock. Like he had just realized something big.
"What is it? You've seen me undress before, silly," she teased tiredly. She walked over to her dresser, bent down to pull open the bottom drawer, and retrieved a pair of sweats and a tank top. She straightened, gasping when she felt his large hands grab her hips tightly and pull her to him. She sucked in a breath as she felt his obvious arousal and found, to her horror, that it was affecting her.
"Onna," he breathed, wrapping an arm around her chest to hold her to him. He nipped her neck lightly, sensually from her jaw to her collarbone, earning himself little moans from her.
"Vejiita, tired," she tried to protest, but a hand yanked on her bra hard and it tore in half and Vejiita flung it across the room. As usual, the beast, she thought fondly.
He removed her panties in much the same way, before picking her up gently and dropping her on the bed. She bounced slightly as she hit and made a small squeak of indignation. He didn't even give her a wicked grin. He stared at her searchingly before he knelt beside her on the bed and leaned down to capture her lips with his.
She moved her hand to the back of his head, and pulled him closer to her, burying her hands in his thick hair.
He pulled away and looked down at her, his eyes guarded, as usual, when he wasn't having sex with her. It was only at those moments did she see inside his shell. "Sleep," he ordered softly.
She gaped at him.
He chuckled softly and closed her mouth with a gloved finger.
"You ruined my underwear just so I could sleep?" she asked suddenly irritated.
He smirked and stood up, padding softly for the door. He turned and glanced at her naked form on the bed. "No, I just realized I didn't want you."
She glared at him, and before she could find something to throw at him, he disappeared out the door. She let out a stream of curses and climbed under her covers. She fell asleep immediately after muttering, "Damn Saiyajin."
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AN: ^_^
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