Unexplainable

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By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)

Chapter One: Oil and Water

Buruma blinked her eyes in confusion. 'This isn't my room.' Suddenly remembering what happened she glanced over to the dark prince, still sleeping on the bed. Something had woken her up. She stretched and peeked out the door, nothing. She shrugged and walked into the bathroom. Nothing. 'Weird.' She quickly glanced over Vejiita's sleeping body, watching him breath for a few moments. His scowl had softened into something that reminded her more of a faint frown now.

A soft tap nearly caused Buruma to shriek. She covered her mouth before it escaped and glanced towards the window, noticing a shadow. She scowled and opened the large window to see her ex-boyfriend standing outside her window. "What are you doing here, Yamucha?" she hissed quietly, attempting to not wake the man sleeping. "It's in the middle of the night!"

"I needed to see you, Buruma," he whispered back.

"Why not use the fucking door? I could have talked to you in the hall you know!"

"Goku wouldn't let me. Said something about it being best if no one disturbed you unnecessarily."

Buruma smirked. "Then why the hell didn't you listen to him? Vejiita isn't very trusting you realize, and I don't think he would have liked it to have his much needed sleep interrupted because of you!"

"Don't get mad, Buruma, I just wanted to see you," he pouted.

Buruma rolled her eyes. "Why? You can go days without seeing me usually and I just spent hours with you this morning."

He scratched the back of his head. "Can't a guy miss his friend?"

"Not you," she said as she crossed her arms.

"I can too! I miss you all the time."

Buruma snorted. "You're jealous because I took care of Vejiita and am now stuck alone in a room with him for Kami knows how long."

"Okay, maybe I am a little bit," he mumbled.

"Don't be stupid, Yamucha," she grumbled at him.

"I'm not! You're taking care of that beast like he's one of us! He could be dangerous. He could attack you or something! Besides, you never took care of me like you do him," he accused.

"You are a complete moron. He's more injured than you ever were; of course I'm going to take care of him. He hasn't done anything to any one yet; so don't go flipping out about how dangerous he is just yet. He won't attack me, not yet anyway. Besides, Yamucha, I'm the only one who can take care of him! He won't let anyone else," she hissed.

"I'm sorry, Buruma but you don't understand," he began before a sharp glare from Buruma interrupted him.

"No, you are the one who doesn't understand. He is injured. He needs help. That's it, Yamucha. Stop being a jealous idiot and get over it!"

"I don't want you hurt," he began again.

"Don't. Just don't. I'm fine and I'm still alive and will be until he's healed at least. Go bug someone else, Yamucha."

"Hey, come out here with me," he urged.

"No, Yamucha, I have to 'guard' him."

He glared at her. "You'd rather guard him then spend time with me?"

She sighed. "We are not having this discussion, jackass. I promised I would not leave. Go away, Yamucha."

"I was hoping I wouldn't have to do this," he said suddenly. "It's either him or me, Buruma."

Clenching her teeth in anger, she cursed Yamucha under her breath. "Fine, jackass." He smiled sweetly, so sure of her decision. "Him. Leave now," she ordered and shut the window. "Idiot," she mumbled under her breath. "The nerve of that bastard. Making an ultimatum. Pah!" She moved away from the window and glanced at her patient and gasped as obsidian eyes met hers. "Sorry," she murmured embarrassed.

"Who was the weakling?"

She shrugged. "My ex-boyfriend. Apparently he didn't like the fact that I was locked alone in a room with you." He grunted and watched silently as she sat in the chair again. She grimaced slightly. The damn thing was uncomfortable to sleep in to say the least. Her back was killing her. She sat up a little and rubbed her back. Damn chairs.

"What's wrong, Onna?" he demanded gruffly.

"My back hurts. Not used to sleeping in a chair, Vejiita," she snapped. She instantly regretted it and sighed. "I'm sorry. Yamucha put me in a bad mood, but I don't have a right to take it out on you. I apologize."

He gave a little half shrug. "If the chair is that uncomfortable, don't sleep in it."

"Well, I don't have another bed in here, you know," she said softly. "Go back to sleep, Vejiita. You need all the rest you can get."

He grunted and glared at her. "Don't order me around, Onna. I can take care of myself. And you can sleep here," he said pointing to beside him as he moved to the other side of the bed.

Buruma gaped at him. It was a king sized bed, granted, but sleep in it with a man? A man she hadn't met until a few hours ago, she added quickly. "Um," she mumbled.

He snorted. "I'm not going to bite. The bed's huge and no point in you bitching about a sore back when it's big enough for the both of us," he stated logically. He watched her eye the bed a moment before growling. "Stupid Onna, I'm the Saiyajin no Ouji and you are human. I wouldn't mate with you."

She looked at him insulted. "Well, excuse me!" she snapped. "I'm not that bad!" A snort was her only answer. "Why are you being nice? I mean, first you won't let anyone near you but me. You even let me guard you, although I could hardly stop any one that would force their way in here, when you sleep. I want to know why!"

He eyed her a moment. "I trust you. Enough for this purpose, anyway. Your weakling friends will and are listening to you. Besides, you're too weak to do me damage and you're female."

"Why trust me?"

"A feeling," he said with a shrug.

"If you're so dangerous, why do you care if I'm comfortable?"

He growled. "I trust you and I'm prince enough to know when to repay someone's kindness as undeserving as I am of such. You have taken in upon yourself to care for me, without expecting gratitude or payment. You protect me and chose your promise to me over that weakling friend of yours. You put up with my demands to stay in this room so I could sleep without worrying about getting attacked! Does that answer your stupid questions?"

"I suppose," she said softly. "Do you mind if I leave a moment to find something more suitable to wear? Like a pair of boxer shorts and a tank top?"

"Feh. I don't care; I'm awake for the moment."

Buruma nodded and left the room quickly, nearly bumping into Goku. "Hey, Son-kun, what are you doing?"

"Guarding the door," he said mildly. "Not everyone was willing to except your isolation with that man. Yamucha for one tried to force his way in here. I wasn't happy with it but I think that man might not have been too pleased with it and he's quite powerful. I wasn't looking forward to pissing him off."

She nodded. "He's awake now; I'm just heading to my room to change. Jeans aren't that comfortable to sleep in," she sighed.

"Buruma, be careful, please? He is very dangerous. You're my best friend; I don't want to see something happen to you. I don't know why he trusts you so much or why he lets only you touch him, but I don't know him and therefore we can't exactly trust him."

Buruma smiled. "I don't quite know why myself, Son-kun, but he won't hurt me, I think. I'll be okay. I'm just going next door," she said.

He grinned at her and shooed her into the room next to the Prince's. She quickly changed into a pair of black boxers and a white tank top that barely covered her mid-drift. It was skimpy but the most comfortable pair of sleepwear she owned that wouldn't leave her half naked. She hated big bulky clothes and only owned one pair of sweats that would be even remotely comfortable and modest. They were in the laundry. She exited to see her friend still outside the guest room, leaning against the wall. He looked at her clothing and frowned at her but said nothing. He gave her a hug and a quick peck on the cheek. "Sweet dreams, Buruma-san," he whispered and released her.

She smiled at him and entered the room, shutting the door behind her. Son-kun was a weird man sometimes, she decided. She padded over to the bed, noticing the prince glaring at her. "Yes?"

"Was that the Saiyajin I met earlier?"

She nodded.

"Is he your mate?"

She glanced at him and nearly started laughing but she suspected he wouldn't take that too well. "If a mate is anything like a husband or boyfriend, no. He's my best friend. His wife or mate is the woman who was with us when we brought you here."

He grunted and turned over to face the wall.

She crawled into bed beside the Saiyajin no Ouji, pulling the covers over her body. Something soft brushed her leg and she shrieked and jumped up. "What was that?"

He turned around at her shriek and was glaring at the bed. He pulled the covers up to expose his tail. "My tail, Onna. It has a mind of its own and will move once in awhile."

"Oh," she said, embarrassed. She settled herself again and closed her eyes. "Thank you, Vejiita no Ouji," she murmured.

His answering grunt was all she received but a small smile appeared on her face as she drifted off into sleep.

~~~

Buruma woke slowly to a comforting warmth at her back. She blinked at the bright sunlight that entered the large window and tried to figure out where she was. She blinked and realized she was in the spare room. She turned over slightly to see the Saiyajin sleeping beside her on his back, his bare chest rising and falling slightly with each soft breath. She tried to sit up; finding resistance, she looked down to see his tail wrapped around her waist. 'How did that get there?' She shrugged and went to remove it as gently as possible, but as soon she brushed her hand over it the Saiyajin beside her moaned softly. She glanced at him in surprise. 'Huh?' She brushed her hand against it again, receiving much the same reaction, a small, surprisingly cute, smile upon his lips. 'He actually looks gorgeous like that.' She shook her head and settled back down. If he moaned every time she touched it, it wasn't moving off her any time soon. She stroked the tip of it softly, earning a small purr from the Saiyajin no Ouji before she stopped. She noticed he scowled in his sleep at the loss of contact. 'Note to self: Saiyajin tails are very sensitive. Second note: Vejiita purrs when tail is petted.' She sighed and stared up at the ceiling. She hoped the man beside her would wake soon.

A sudden knock at the door made her jump slightly. Vejiita snapped awake and sat up scowling. He glanced around warily before noticing her staring at him and his muscles relaxed marginally. She smiled at him faintly before sitting up herself, forgetting about the tail until she felt the resistance again. She glanced back at the Saiyajin no Ouji who was glaring at the door. "Vejiita, could you remove your tail, please?"

He glanced at her and blinked. He looked down and snarled. His tail unwrapped from her waist and she rose to answer the door, taking a quick glance back at him. He was mumbling under his breath but she couldn't hear what he was saying. Opening the door, she smiled when she saw Son-kun. "Good morning, Buruma-san," his cheery voice greeted her.

She glared at him. "Son-kun, you are too cheery in the mornings."

"I know," he agreed happily and Buruma felt an overwhelming urge to slap him.

"What do you want, Son-kun?"

"Well, I felt that injured man's ki rise a bit so I thought I'd check on you. Besides, I thought you'd want breakfast."

She glanced at the Saiyajin no Ouji, who was still glaring at his tail, questioningly. At his nod, she turned back towards Goku. "Would you mind bringing us some? I'm not quite properly dressed."

"Sure, Buruma-san!"

"Who's all here still?"

"Chichi and I are, along with Yamucha who spent the night glaring at the door."

"I see," she commented.

"OH! And Kami-sama would like to speak with you, Buruma-san."

"Um, I don't think it'd be wise to leave him right now," she stated confused. 'Why would Kami want to talk to me?'

"Well, he knew that for some reason and agreed to come here around noon."

"Okay, Son-kun, tell me when he gets here and breakfast?"

He grinned and left to fetch her food. She turned back towards the Saiyajin and sat on the bed beside him. She stretched tiredly. "Kami, I want to sleep longer."

"Your Kami is coming here?" Vejiita asked, his usual calm scowl in place.

"Yes," she agreed. "I'll talk with him outside the door, so I won't leave you unguarded. You are to spend a few more days in bed."

"I feel well enough to leave now," he stated.

Buruma shook her head. "No. Not until I say you are fully healed, understand?"

He glared at her. She glared back. "Feh. Fine."

She grinned. "Good," she began before a knock interrupted her. She rose to answer it and smiled at Son-kun before rolling the big breakfast into the room. She glanced back at her friend who continued to stand in the doorway. "Yes, Son-kun?"

"I was wondering if Vejiita would speak with me a moment?" he asked.

Buruma glanced at Vejiita and saw his slight nod. "Come in, Son-kun," she said with a smile.

He walked in and sat in the unoccupied chair. Buruma moved the tray towards the bed, sitting near it, leaving enough space for the Saiyajin warrior. "Vejiita," Goku began, "I think it would be best if we knew your intentions here."

The prince scowled at him for a moment. He bit into his bread before answering. "Nothing at the moment. I just crashed here."

"I can feel your ki and you're very powerful," Goku commented. "However, I also feel evil from you. I don't want my home destroyed. If I have to fight you, I will. I would prefer that when you go, you go in peace and leave this place alone."

Vejiita snorted. "You are Saiyajin."

Goku blinked. "Excuse me?"

"You are a Saiyajin. You once had a tail correct?"

"Yes," Goku agreed nervously.

"What happened to it?"

"It was cut off a long time ago."

"Why?"

"I never knew the reason," Goku commented.

Buruma coughed politely. "It was because of his transformation."

Goku looked at her in surprise. "What?"

"You changed into a giant monkey when you looked at a full moon, Son-kun. You were on a rampage and we removed your tail."

Vejiita snorted. "He wouldn't have learned how to control his power in that form being sent here as an infant. Why didn't you destroy the planet?"

"Huh?" Goku asked, cocking his head in confusion.

"You were sent here to purge the planet. That's what Saiyajin infants did. You were programmed to destroy this planet for some reason. Furiza ordered that kind of thing and my bastard father agreed to it. So Saiyajin infants are sent to purge planets of its inhabitants so Furiza could sell it. What happened to you? Why didn't you destroy it?"

Buruma coughed again. "He was hit on his head as a baby. He was unruly and violent before the accident and afterwards, he became a well-behaved child. His grandfather Gohan found him and adopted him."

Vejiita grunted noncommittally.

"I was?" Goku looked a little pale.

"Sorry, Son-kun. We didn't want to tell you."

He shrugged. "Don't worry, Buruma-san. It doesn't matter if I'm Saiyajin or not. This is my home and I want to know what he plans."

"I plan nothing. My father hasn't told me of this Earth; I never knew an infant Saiyajin was sent here, and I don't care now. If I am given no reason to destroy this planet, I won't."

Goku sighed a bit in relief. "Thank you, Vejiita."

"Do not address me so informally, weakling," Vejiita snapped. "You are a Saiyajin and as such I am your prince. I do not demand much. I'm not taking you from this pathetic back-water mud ball, when I should, and I demand the respect I deserve."

Goku looked at the Saiyajin surprised. "I'm sorry, but I can't do that. The closest you'll get is a Vejiita-san."

Vejiita glared at him. "I am much more powerful than you," Vejiita commented lightly.

Goku shrugged. "That doesn't matter. You cannot be my prince because for all purposes I am human and I'm proud to be human. You have not given me a reason to be proud to be a Saiyajin or to have you as my prince. As a warrior, you get my respect. Thus, the Vejiita-san. Nothing more."

Vejiita barked a laugh. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood, weakling."

"Maybe." Goku stood. "And if you hurt Buruma, I will kill you," Goku threatened.

Buruma glanced at Goku in surprise. Goku *never* threatened to kill anyone! "Son-kun," she began.

Vejiita held a hand up to forestall her. "She will not come to harm by my hand. She is the only one on this planet I've seen that has earned my respect, gratitude, and trust. *If* I am given a reason to destroy this damn place, you can be sure she will survive."

Goku looked at him in surprise. "Thank you, Vejiita no Ouji." Then he was gone.

Buruma gaped at the door and then at the prince. "Well," she began sardonically. "That maybe the last time he says that to you."

Vejiita snorted and quickly polished off his breakfast. Buruma followed suit as he watched her. It was a little uncomfortable but she didn't comment on it. She glanced at him, finding him watching her with a scowl on his face.

"What?" she asked in confusion.

He glared before opening his mouth. "This is the first time I have ever said this, so do not make it harder. I apologize for my tail this morning," he said grudgingly.

"You don't need to apologize, you told me it has a mind of its own and it didn't bother me. But, apology accepted," she said smiling at him.

He grunted and laid back. She looked him over quickly. 'Kami, he's still naked! I slept with him while he was naked!' She blushed and turned away quickly. 'Not that I'm a virgin or anything, but now it's kind of weird.' She glanced back at him, making sure her face was not heating, and grinned. "Let me look at your wounds quickly, and then I'll find you something comfortable to wear while you rest in bed."

"I have no need for clothing right now," he grunted irritably.

"What if you have to use the bathroom?"

He arched an eyebrow at her. "Bathroom?"

"A room where we, uh, bathe and get rid of waste," she mumbled embarrassed.

"Oh, where you piss," he commented with a smirk at her discomfort.

"Yes. You're just going to stroll on in there naked?"

He shrugged. "Why not?"

"Well, for starters, I'm here and I can't really leave," she explained embarrassed.

He laughed. A full laugh, the first one she's heard. Only gentle teasing, not trace of cruelty. "You have already seen me naked, Onna. Why be bashful now?" He grinned at her blush. "You can just look away."

She nodded slightly and was saved from having to reply by a knock at the door. She sighed in relief and Vejiita laughed. She rose to answer it but a growl from the Saiyajin behind her made her pause. "What?"

"It's that idiot friend of yours that visited the window last night," he told her.

She glanced at him. "You can sense ki like they can."

He grunted. "I'm the only Saiyajin that can. Well, except for that 'Goku'. I'm going to have to find his Saiyajin name," Vejiita grumbled. "It's a ridiculous name, Goku is."

She laughed and walked closer to the door before Vejiita stopped her again.

"I don't want the weakling in here," Vejiita warned before she opened the door.

She nodded and looked out to see Yamucha standing with his hands in the pockets of his jeans. "Yamucha," she addressed coolly.

"I came to apologize, Bur-chan," he said softly. "Can I come in?"

"No. Vejiita doesn't want you in here."

He glanced at her. "He let Goku in."

"Son-kun wished to speak to him. What do you want?"

"I already told you, I wanted to apologize. I'm sorry I acted the way I did. I was wrong and I'm sorry."

Buruma watched him a moment and he fidgeted under her gaze. "Right now, I'm quite pissed off at you. I think it would be best if we just stay friends. Distant friends. You never respected me, never respected my job, my life, my choices, or anything to do with me. You get jealous too easily, yet *you* were the one cheating on *me*. I had always been faithful to you and I deserved better. This was just an example of our entire relationship. You break dates, flirt, cheat, and yet you insist on doubting *my* feelings! Understand?"

"But-"

"Enough, Yamucha. Go away." Buruma shut the door in his face and turned to walk towards Vejiita. She didn't get very far as the door was thrown open and an angry Yamucha strode in.

"You bitch!" he hollered and slammed the surprised Buruma against the wall roughly.

He didn't get a chance to do much else as he was thrown through the open doorway to land into the hallway by a *very* naked and *very* pissed off Saiyajin no Ouji. "I suggest, *weakling*," Vejiita hissed angrily, "that you leave the Onna alone." He stalked towards the prone warrior, unconcerned about his state of undress, and proceeded to gather a ki ball in his hand. Son-kun had appeared by then and gaped at the strange situation. "You die," the Saiyajin warrior said quietly, the deadly intent evident in his voice.

"No!" Buruma screamed in panic and ran between her former boyfriend and the Prince. "Don't. He was just angry."

"I suggest you move, Onna," Vejiita snarled, still glaring at the visibly shaking warrior sprawled out on the hall floor.

"No, Vejiita. I've known him most my life and no matter what happens he will always be one of my best friends. Please," Buruma pleaded with the irate Vejiita.

Son-kun moved to move Buruma out of harm's way, but stopped as Vejiita let his ki ball dissipate. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fine, Onna. He is not to come near me or this house while I am still on this pathetic planet or he dies, understood?"

Buruma nodded happily and would have hugged him but quickly decided against it. 'He'd probably have a heart attack.' She glared at Yamucha. "I think you'd better go."

He ran.

Goku stared at his best friend and the alien warrior. "Thank you again, Ouji-sama," Goku stated and left.

Buruma stared after her friend in shock. 'He gave the prince his respect twice in under an hour.' Buruma shut the door and walked back towards the still standing warrior. "Thank you," she said sincerely.

He grunted and promptly passed out. 'He's more injured than he looks.' She quickly moved the heavy warrior onto the bed, nearly passing out herself from the exertion. After settling him comfortably in the bed, she sat beside him and gently checked out his wounds. They were healing quite nicely. After redressing some of the nastier ones, she quickly tucked the blanket around him. Yawning, she decided to sleep again. 'Nothing better to do.' She lay beside him, grinning when she felt his tail wrap around her waist again, and fell asleep.

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AN: I'm completely insane. Aware of that :P It's weird and it happens :P Enjoy it!

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