The Bond
Disclaimer: I'm not making money, so go bug someone else.
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Eight: Vejiita's Rut
Rating: R
Buruma sighed irritably as she stared at the decimated battle robot. Vejiita really had done a number on the poor thing. Kneeling down beside it, she sifted through the pieces. It was definitely beyond repair. She sighed again. She'd have to make a few new ones. Damn that Saiyajin.
A soft buzz sounded suddenly in the large bridge and she swung around to find the communications screen activated, and the Saiyajin King staring at her, an odd look on his face. She repressed the urge to snap at him. "I suppose you want Vejiita."
Nodding, he spoke, "Actually, yes, but first, I would like to talk to you," he told her in slightly accented Japanese.
"Me?"
"Yes. I have never heard of a non-Saiyajin bonding with one of us before. I did not think it was possible."
Shrugging, she leaned against one of the chairs. "I didn't even know we were bonding until Vejiita told me. I did not even know such a thing was possible."
He snorted. "How is it that my son mated you?"
Rolling her eyes, she grunted. "What? You want details?" she snapped.
King Vejiita's eyes widened suddenly and he barked out a quick laugh. "Now I understand!"
Frowning, she gave the father of her mate a good glare. "Understand what?"
"You have spunk, girl. That is why he found you attractive enough to go against his upbringing!"
She sighed. "It shouldn't matter why he and I did it."
"Ah, but it does. It causes a lot of problems for us. Especially him. He needs to have a mate before he can take my throne. And an alien mate will not be accepted." Frowning, he gave her a cold look. "What bonding stage have you achieved? The mark?"
"Why?" she demanded, suspicious.
"Just answer, girl!"
Growling, she glared at him. "Stage three, from what he tells me."
"Three?!" he exclaimed, his black eyes widening. "Kuso, how long have you two been mated?! He would have been too young for that then!"
She shook her head. "We mated a couple months ago."
"Impossible!"
She shrugged. "It's true."
He frowned. "How long have you known him?"
"About a year now."
Gaping at her, he suddenly cursed. "Kuso, you cannot stop the bond after the second stage!" He snarled angrily. "Have you marked him back?"
Blinking, she shook her head. "No. Why?"
"Do not! Never mark him back, understand?"
"Why?" she demanded.
"Just listen to me, girl!"
Glaring at him, she humphed and crossed her arms. "I'll get Vejiita now!" she snapped.
He chuckled. "You act like my brat."
"Heaven forbid," she growled, stomping out of the room and down the hall towards the gravity room.
It opened just as she was reached it and a very sweaty Vejiita stepped out with a towel in his hand, wiping the sweat from his forehead. His bare chest glistened slightly with sweat. He gave her a sexy smirk and suddenly, she found herself pressed against the wall, his hard body flush against hers. "Onna," he whispered huskily, and suddenly he bit her neck again, reopening the wound, and sucking almost hungrily. Buruma half-moaned, half-screamed out, and went limp.
"Vejiita..."
"Hn?" he murmured, licking on the wound.
"Your father..."
A soft growl erupted from his throat but he didn't stop his ministrations.
"On the communication screen..."
His growl grew louder and he stepped away from her. "Shimatta!" he snarled, stomping down the hall. He paused after a few steps, and suddenly he was in front of her again. He kissed her roughly once and then heaved her over his shoulder, carrying her towards the bridge.
Rolling her eyes, she allowed him to carry her cave-man style. She had long ago given up on scolding him for doing that to her.
"Brat!" the King's voice snapped out in Saiyago as they entered the bridge. She felt her mate's almost inaudible growl in his chest, and he dumped her on the chair.
Crossing his arms, he glowered at his father. "What, Father?"
"What the hell took so long?" he demanded.
Vejiita smirked suddenly and glanced at the flushed female behind him. "What do you think?"
"Damn it, brat! Do you have to be so obvious about it?!"
Shrugging, he turned back to his father. "You know about it, so I do not see any reason to hide it from you," he stated, a small smirk appearing. Vejiita's tail twitched behind him, almost excitedly.
The King glared. "You are due to arrive in four days."
Vejiita shrugged. "Maybe. I will be going into my rut tonight. Depending on how long that lasts, I will be there."
Grimacing, the King nodded. "Please, stay aboard the ship while that happens."
Vejiita no Ouji smirked. "Planned on it."
"Is it too much to hope you will end up killing the frail human you mated?"
To the King's shock, Vejiita powered up slowly, his face expressionless. He stared into his father's eyes through the screen. "Do not mention her death again," he hissed slowly. "I will kill you for that, throne or no throne!"
Vejiita-ou held up a hand. "Fine, brat."
"Good." Vejiita shot another glare at his father before turning back towards his mate; he gave her an odd look suddenly before his gaze went back to the king. "What did you want?"
"The elites are on their way back here, but Nappa is still headed to Earthi. He will be there tomorrow afternoon."
Rolling his eyes, he crossed his arms over his chest. "Kakarotto can handle the idiot."
"Whatever. See you in a few days, brat. And remember she is not your mate while you are here!"
Vejiita snarled and ended the transmission. He scowled at the blank screen for a moment before turning back to look at Buruma.
"Vejiita? Can I ask you something?"
"Hn?"
"Why did your father tell me to never mark you back?"
Vejiita snarled. "Damn him!"
"Well?"
"It would strengthen the bond, and it means that not only are you mine, but I am yours. Males are not marked often."
"Oh. Why wouldn't he want-?"
"Because, to him, that is even more of a disgrace than bonding and mating a non-Saiyajin."
"Oh."
He smirked and padded softly over to her and crouched in front of her. "Onna."
"What?"
"Stay away from me until tonight."
She blinked.
"You heard me. I will go into my rut tonight."
"Okay, but why do I have to stay away from you while you aren't in it?"
He smirked again and kissed her lips softly before standing. "Because you make me feel like I am already in my rut. And I want you. If I wait until I am in the rut, then it will not last as long. And I would prefer not to have a week of it."
"Oh."
He rolled his eyes. "Fix the robot. Tonight," he purred, nipped her nose, and then he was gone.
~~~
Even in her dream state, she felt the bed compress under someone's weight. Snapping awake with a gasp, Buruma looked up in shocked surprise as Vejiita crawled over her with a hungry growl. "Vejiita?"
He smirked at her wickedly, and before she had time to react, he had her naked.
For nearly three days, neither left the bed outside of the bathroom. And Buruma was afraid she'd never walk normal again.
~~~
AN: *Sweatdrops* Editing a whole page here for lemon.
Lovies!
Disclaimer: I'm not making money, so go bug someone else.
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Eight: Vejiita's Rut
Rating: R
Buruma sighed irritably as she stared at the decimated battle robot. Vejiita really had done a number on the poor thing. Kneeling down beside it, she sifted through the pieces. It was definitely beyond repair. She sighed again. She'd have to make a few new ones. Damn that Saiyajin.
A soft buzz sounded suddenly in the large bridge and she swung around to find the communications screen activated, and the Saiyajin King staring at her, an odd look on his face. She repressed the urge to snap at him. "I suppose you want Vejiita."
Nodding, he spoke, "Actually, yes, but first, I would like to talk to you," he told her in slightly accented Japanese.
"Me?"
"Yes. I have never heard of a non-Saiyajin bonding with one of us before. I did not think it was possible."
Shrugging, she leaned against one of the chairs. "I didn't even know we were bonding until Vejiita told me. I did not even know such a thing was possible."
He snorted. "How is it that my son mated you?"
Rolling her eyes, she grunted. "What? You want details?" she snapped.
King Vejiita's eyes widened suddenly and he barked out a quick laugh. "Now I understand!"
Frowning, she gave the father of her mate a good glare. "Understand what?"
"You have spunk, girl. That is why he found you attractive enough to go against his upbringing!"
She sighed. "It shouldn't matter why he and I did it."
"Ah, but it does. It causes a lot of problems for us. Especially him. He needs to have a mate before he can take my throne. And an alien mate will not be accepted." Frowning, he gave her a cold look. "What bonding stage have you achieved? The mark?"
"Why?" she demanded, suspicious.
"Just answer, girl!"
Growling, she glared at him. "Stage three, from what he tells me."
"Three?!" he exclaimed, his black eyes widening. "Kuso, how long have you two been mated?! He would have been too young for that then!"
She shook her head. "We mated a couple months ago."
"Impossible!"
She shrugged. "It's true."
He frowned. "How long have you known him?"
"About a year now."
Gaping at her, he suddenly cursed. "Kuso, you cannot stop the bond after the second stage!" He snarled angrily. "Have you marked him back?"
Blinking, she shook her head. "No. Why?"
"Do not! Never mark him back, understand?"
"Why?" she demanded.
"Just listen to me, girl!"
Glaring at him, she humphed and crossed her arms. "I'll get Vejiita now!" she snapped.
He chuckled. "You act like my brat."
"Heaven forbid," she growled, stomping out of the room and down the hall towards the gravity room.
It opened just as she was reached it and a very sweaty Vejiita stepped out with a towel in his hand, wiping the sweat from his forehead. His bare chest glistened slightly with sweat. He gave her a sexy smirk and suddenly, she found herself pressed against the wall, his hard body flush against hers. "Onna," he whispered huskily, and suddenly he bit her neck again, reopening the wound, and sucking almost hungrily. Buruma half-moaned, half-screamed out, and went limp.
"Vejiita..."
"Hn?" he murmured, licking on the wound.
"Your father..."
A soft growl erupted from his throat but he didn't stop his ministrations.
"On the communication screen..."
His growl grew louder and he stepped away from her. "Shimatta!" he snarled, stomping down the hall. He paused after a few steps, and suddenly he was in front of her again. He kissed her roughly once and then heaved her over his shoulder, carrying her towards the bridge.
Rolling her eyes, she allowed him to carry her cave-man style. She had long ago given up on scolding him for doing that to her.
"Brat!" the King's voice snapped out in Saiyago as they entered the bridge. She felt her mate's almost inaudible growl in his chest, and he dumped her on the chair.
Crossing his arms, he glowered at his father. "What, Father?"
"What the hell took so long?" he demanded.
Vejiita smirked suddenly and glanced at the flushed female behind him. "What do you think?"
"Damn it, brat! Do you have to be so obvious about it?!"
Shrugging, he turned back to his father. "You know about it, so I do not see any reason to hide it from you," he stated, a small smirk appearing. Vejiita's tail twitched behind him, almost excitedly.
The King glared. "You are due to arrive in four days."
Vejiita shrugged. "Maybe. I will be going into my rut tonight. Depending on how long that lasts, I will be there."
Grimacing, the King nodded. "Please, stay aboard the ship while that happens."
Vejiita no Ouji smirked. "Planned on it."
"Is it too much to hope you will end up killing the frail human you mated?"
To the King's shock, Vejiita powered up slowly, his face expressionless. He stared into his father's eyes through the screen. "Do not mention her death again," he hissed slowly. "I will kill you for that, throne or no throne!"
Vejiita-ou held up a hand. "Fine, brat."
"Good." Vejiita shot another glare at his father before turning back towards his mate; he gave her an odd look suddenly before his gaze went back to the king. "What did you want?"
"The elites are on their way back here, but Nappa is still headed to Earthi. He will be there tomorrow afternoon."
Rolling his eyes, he crossed his arms over his chest. "Kakarotto can handle the idiot."
"Whatever. See you in a few days, brat. And remember she is not your mate while you are here!"
Vejiita snarled and ended the transmission. He scowled at the blank screen for a moment before turning back to look at Buruma.
"Vejiita? Can I ask you something?"
"Hn?"
"Why did your father tell me to never mark you back?"
Vejiita snarled. "Damn him!"
"Well?"
"It would strengthen the bond, and it means that not only are you mine, but I am yours. Males are not marked often."
"Oh. Why wouldn't he want-?"
"Because, to him, that is even more of a disgrace than bonding and mating a non-Saiyajin."
"Oh."
He smirked and padded softly over to her and crouched in front of her. "Onna."
"What?"
"Stay away from me until tonight."
She blinked.
"You heard me. I will go into my rut tonight."
"Okay, but why do I have to stay away from you while you aren't in it?"
He smirked again and kissed her lips softly before standing. "Because you make me feel like I am already in my rut. And I want you. If I wait until I am in the rut, then it will not last as long. And I would prefer not to have a week of it."
"Oh."
He rolled his eyes. "Fix the robot. Tonight," he purred, nipped her nose, and then he was gone.
~~~
Even in her dream state, she felt the bed compress under someone's weight. Snapping awake with a gasp, Buruma looked up in shocked surprise as Vejiita crawled over her with a hungry growl. "Vejiita?"
He smirked at her wickedly, and before she had time to react, he had her naked.
For nearly three days, neither left the bed outside of the bathroom. And Buruma was afraid she'd never walk normal again.
~~~
AN: *Sweatdrops* Editing a whole page here for lemon.
Lovies!
