Unexplainable
Disclaimer: Don't own. Again!
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Three: Testosterone
Rating: R
Buruma looked around the park silently taking in the children playing on the swings, the older kids playing ball with their fathers, couples picnicking together, old couples taking long walks. She sat pensively on a large green bench. Did she really believe in all that destiny crap? Destined to have sex with a Saiyajin no Ouji from another planet and somehow becoming his mate in the process? Help him achieve his destiny to become the Legendary? She shook her head mentally. Destiny thoughts were getting her nowhere, only the gods knew where destiny led.
Was she really willing to leave behind her planet, her people, her friends and family, her home? For a Saiyajin no Ouji she had known for only a day and after only one night of blind passion? Did she love him? No. She didn't love him, of that she was sure. There was something there, yes, but love? No. Not yet. She desired the beautiful man but would she really leave her home to travel with a man she only lusted after? She sighed irritably. This was getting her nowhere. She didn't want to leave her family or her friends. She didn't want to leave her home, damn it! Yet Kami, of all people, Kami tells her to go for the sake of what? Destiny? She almost wanted to laugh at that. She didn't even believe in destiny. Never had. She made her own destiny and has for as long as she could remember. Why leave her home for the sake of something she didn't believe in?
She glared at the sky irritably. 'Why me?'
::Onna? Get your ass back here,:: an irritated voice ordered into her mind.
::Why? I need time to think, Vejiita.::
::What is there to think about? You're coming with me,:: he stated.
She scowled. ::Don't order me around, Vejiita,:: she snapped.
::I am Vejiita no Ouji of the Saiyajin Empire, Onna. You are only my mate, I can and will order you as I see fit!::
::Sorry, but I won't be ordered around like that. I am a person and one night with you does not make it permanent!::
Cruel laughter filled her mind. ::It does make it permanent, little Onna. That little bite on your neck is proof of that.::
She growled. ::Not if I refuse to be your mate!::
He growled in her mind. ::You will not refuse it.::
::I think I will. I don't like being controlled or leaving my home just because I had sex with the Prince of some planet I've never heard of!::
::Onna!:: he roared into her mind. ::You are *my* mate! That means you are MINE!::
She scowled. ::I am my own person, Vejiita. Not yours!::
He growled again. ::Come back, Onna,:: he ordered softly.
::Say please,:: she commanded impishly.
He snarled at her. ::Please,:: he spat out.
::Was that so hard?:: she asked and stood up, walking the short distance to her large home. She was opening the front door when a thought hit her. The Saiyajin no Ouji riled her up enough to forget about her reluctance to leave her home. And the pain it brought her. She smirked. The damn man was good at something besides sex, although, she doubted that he was doing it purposely. She sighed and made her way to the kitchen, finding it empty. She frowned. Where was Goku and Chichi? She changed directions and went to the spare bedroom where Vejiita was. She slowly opened the door, peeking in, finding it empty as well. She growled. Where the hell was everyone?
::Outside.::
She sighed and walked towards her back door, finding her best friend and the Saiyajin no Ouji glaring at each other, a nervous Chichi standing on the sidelines. She put her hands on her hips, scowling at the testosterone driven males. "What the fuck is going on?" she demanded.
Goku glanced at her quickly before turning his attention back on Vejiita. "Get Chichi out of here, Buruma," Goku ordered.
Buruma snarled and motioned Chichi into her house, who reluctantly obeyed. "I want an answer," she said as soon as her friend's wife left. "Vejiita, you should be in bed and Son-kun, I thought I told you to leave him alone."
Goku frowned. "He started it."
Rolling her eyes, Buruma sighed. "Son-kun, grow up. Just leave him alone," she began, stopping when Vejiita threw a ki ball at her friend. Goku deflected it with little effort and it dissipated harmlessly into the sky. "ENOUGH!" She stalked in-between them, hands on hips, and eyes snapping with barely suppressed anger. She glared at Vejiita and then Goku, who at least had the decency to look a little apologetic.
"Buruma, I think you should get out of the way," he began. "He's dangerous and he might hurt you."
Vejiita snorted. "You are a fool," he growled. "I have more honor than to hurt my own mate!"
"Oh, really? She's your mate? Well, she's *my* best friend and I care about her!"
"Stop!" Buruma screamed and stalked over to Goku, slapping him on the chest, and then pointing towards her house. "Inside, now," she ordered.
Goku shook his head and placed his hands on her upper arms, picking her up and moving her behind him, effortlessly. Vejiita snarled and launched himself at the distracted warrior, punching him across his jaw and he fell back into Buruma, sending them both flying. Goku had reacted quick enough to grab her and switch positions, cradling her on his chest, cushioning her frail body with his own as they fell to the ground. He glared at the Saiyajin no Ouji. "Never hurt her, huh?" he spat.
"Get. Your. Hands. Off. My. Mate!" he snarled.
"Maybe you should care more about her and I wouldn't have had to save her from you!"
"Stop it!" Buruma screamed, yanking herself out of Goku's protective embrace. "That's fucking it! Son Goku, get your ass inside now!"
"No, Buruma," he refused stubbornly. "You damn near got killed by him. I won't leave you alone with him again."
Vejiita scowled and stalked over to Buruma, grabbing her and placed her behind him. "She is no longer your concern."
"The hell she's not!" Goku exclaimed angrily, powering up.
Buruma opened her mouth to yell at them again, only to scream as she felt herself pulled violently away from Vejiita. He snapped around, his eyes narrowing in hatred as he looked behind her. Buruma glared at Yamucha. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Don't worry, Buruma, Goku will take care of this alien freak," the warrior stated confidently.
Buruma struggled to get out of his arms. "Let me go, Yamucha!"
Vejiita snarled and phased out, only to reappear behind Yamucha, grabbing him roughly by the neck. "Let her go," he snarled into the man's ear.
Yamucha released Buruma, who fell to the ground. "Damn men!" she screamed angrily. "That's it! Everyone leave!" She stood up and glared at each of the three men.
"Buruma," Goku began walking up to her.
"No. Either get your ass inside now, or leave. Now!"
Goku looked at her sadly. "He recklessly endangered you, Buruma. On purpose! I won't leave you alone with him."
"And I'm going to seriously get pissed off!" she roared. "I can fucking take care of myself and you know it!"
"Not against someone of his power," Yamucha put in quickly, earning him a glare from Buruma.
She stalked over to him, poking him roughly in the chest. "Off of my property, now," she ordered. "You are only aggravating the situation."
She stalked over to Vejiita and poked him too. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Onna, unless you want to lose that finger, I suggest you point it somewhere else."
"I doubt it. I've made my decision. I'm not going anywhere with a man who seems to think I'm his latest toy and couldn't care if I was alive or not! Apparently no matter how much you say you will not hurt your mate, you almost killed me in your effort to beat my best friend. I will not go with you."
"You have no choice!" Vejiita roared.
"Yes. I do." She turned and walked away from him, checking on Goku. "Are you hurt, Son-kun?" He shook his head and she gave him a weak smile. "Good. Go check on Chichi, I think she's pretty worried."
Goku laughed. "Yeah, I'm going to get an earful." He left and entered the back door.
She turned to follow, ramming right into Vejiita's back as he stood between her and her former beau. "What the hell?"
"Didn't I warn you that you die if you come near this house while I was on this planet?" Vejiita asked quietly.
Yamucha gulped nervously and glanced at Buruma. She rolled her eyes and grabbed Vejiita's arm, attempting to pull him in the house. "Yamucha, go home."
Vejiita shook her grip off violently. "He dies."
Buruma stepped between them glaring at her 'mate'. "No. He doesn't," she stated.
He glowered at her angrily. ::Move.::
::No.::
::Feh. Fine. He isn't worth my time,:: he said, walking around her to enter the house, collapsing after two steps. Buruma rushed up to him, rolling him over. He pushed her away and attempted to rise, only to fall again. "Fuck!" he snarled.
Buruma helped him up, allowing the proud Saiyajin no Ouji to lean against her, his arm hanging over her shoulder. "Damn you, Vejiita," she cursed softly, passing Yamucha and half-carrying the nearly unconscious Vejiita into his room. She set him carefully into the bed, just now noticing he was wearing the nearly shredded spandex-like shorts he was wearing when he crashed. She rolled her eyes and carefully removed the shorts. She turned to put them on the chair, gasping as she felt a strong arm snake around her waist, pulling her roughly on the bed.
"Onna," he whispered huskily against her ear. He pressed her back flush against his chest, his breath tickling her ear.
"You almost passed out, Vejiita," she murmured softly, gasping as she felt his hand sneak under the hem of her shirt, his soft hands softly caressing her bare stomach.
He snorted against her hair. "Your point?" He teased her stomach softly, slowly drifting down to slip his hand into her shorts. She tensed up against him.
"Vejiita, you're injured," she breathed out. "You might hurt yourself."
He chuckled. "Hardly, Onna. I would be three days dead before I would be too injured to pleasure my mate."
She tried to struggle out of his strong embrace. "Vejiita, let go. You need to heal and I'm still angry at you."
He snarled and pinned her beneath him. "Where do you think you are going?"
"I need to check on my friend and his wife. Make sure neither are hurt," she stated glaring at him.
His eyes flashed dangerously. "Your pathetic friend and his worthless mate are more important to you than your own mate?"
"I never said you were my mate. I thought I made myself pretty clear earlier, Vejiita. A good lay does not make it permanent!"
He snarled and crushed his lips to hers roughly, his arms wrapping around to pull her to him. "You are mine!" he growled as he freed her mouth, moving to nibble on her neck. "Mine!" He bit her sharply on her neck, reopening her previous mark. He lapped hungrily at her neck, purring low in his throat.
She wrapped her arms around him, digging her nails into his back. She bit his shoulder to keep from screaming out. He gasped at the scrape of her teeth, shuddering against her. "Vejiita," she moaned against his neck.
"Bite me," he ordered shakily.
She gasped as he thrust against her again. "Wha?"
"Bite my neck, damn it!"
She moaned. Clamping her blunt teeth against his neck, she bit sharply, the sweet blood filling her mouth. She lapped as his blood, gasping as her lover's hands clenched almost painfully in her hair.
Vejiita gasped against her throat, both shuddering. "Damn you," he ground out.
"Not my fault," she whispered, her voice soft with exhaustion.
He snorted and rolled to his side, pulling her to his chest, and nuzzling her hair. "Now, I am yours," he whispered and then passed out, softly purring.
~~~
AN: Don't ask. :P
Lovies!
Disclaimer: Don't own. Again!
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Three: Testosterone
Rating: R
Buruma looked around the park silently taking in the children playing on the swings, the older kids playing ball with their fathers, couples picnicking together, old couples taking long walks. She sat pensively on a large green bench. Did she really believe in all that destiny crap? Destined to have sex with a Saiyajin no Ouji from another planet and somehow becoming his mate in the process? Help him achieve his destiny to become the Legendary? She shook her head mentally. Destiny thoughts were getting her nowhere, only the gods knew where destiny led.
Was she really willing to leave behind her planet, her people, her friends and family, her home? For a Saiyajin no Ouji she had known for only a day and after only one night of blind passion? Did she love him? No. She didn't love him, of that she was sure. There was something there, yes, but love? No. Not yet. She desired the beautiful man but would she really leave her home to travel with a man she only lusted after? She sighed irritably. This was getting her nowhere. She didn't want to leave her family or her friends. She didn't want to leave her home, damn it! Yet Kami, of all people, Kami tells her to go for the sake of what? Destiny? She almost wanted to laugh at that. She didn't even believe in destiny. Never had. She made her own destiny and has for as long as she could remember. Why leave her home for the sake of something she didn't believe in?
She glared at the sky irritably. 'Why me?'
::Onna? Get your ass back here,:: an irritated voice ordered into her mind.
::Why? I need time to think, Vejiita.::
::What is there to think about? You're coming with me,:: he stated.
She scowled. ::Don't order me around, Vejiita,:: she snapped.
::I am Vejiita no Ouji of the Saiyajin Empire, Onna. You are only my mate, I can and will order you as I see fit!::
::Sorry, but I won't be ordered around like that. I am a person and one night with you does not make it permanent!::
Cruel laughter filled her mind. ::It does make it permanent, little Onna. That little bite on your neck is proof of that.::
She growled. ::Not if I refuse to be your mate!::
He growled in her mind. ::You will not refuse it.::
::I think I will. I don't like being controlled or leaving my home just because I had sex with the Prince of some planet I've never heard of!::
::Onna!:: he roared into her mind. ::You are *my* mate! That means you are MINE!::
She scowled. ::I am my own person, Vejiita. Not yours!::
He growled again. ::Come back, Onna,:: he ordered softly.
::Say please,:: she commanded impishly.
He snarled at her. ::Please,:: he spat out.
::Was that so hard?:: she asked and stood up, walking the short distance to her large home. She was opening the front door when a thought hit her. The Saiyajin no Ouji riled her up enough to forget about her reluctance to leave her home. And the pain it brought her. She smirked. The damn man was good at something besides sex, although, she doubted that he was doing it purposely. She sighed and made her way to the kitchen, finding it empty. She frowned. Where was Goku and Chichi? She changed directions and went to the spare bedroom where Vejiita was. She slowly opened the door, peeking in, finding it empty as well. She growled. Where the hell was everyone?
::Outside.::
She sighed and walked towards her back door, finding her best friend and the Saiyajin no Ouji glaring at each other, a nervous Chichi standing on the sidelines. She put her hands on her hips, scowling at the testosterone driven males. "What the fuck is going on?" she demanded.
Goku glanced at her quickly before turning his attention back on Vejiita. "Get Chichi out of here, Buruma," Goku ordered.
Buruma snarled and motioned Chichi into her house, who reluctantly obeyed. "I want an answer," she said as soon as her friend's wife left. "Vejiita, you should be in bed and Son-kun, I thought I told you to leave him alone."
Goku frowned. "He started it."
Rolling her eyes, Buruma sighed. "Son-kun, grow up. Just leave him alone," she began, stopping when Vejiita threw a ki ball at her friend. Goku deflected it with little effort and it dissipated harmlessly into the sky. "ENOUGH!" She stalked in-between them, hands on hips, and eyes snapping with barely suppressed anger. She glared at Vejiita and then Goku, who at least had the decency to look a little apologetic.
"Buruma, I think you should get out of the way," he began. "He's dangerous and he might hurt you."
Vejiita snorted. "You are a fool," he growled. "I have more honor than to hurt my own mate!"
"Oh, really? She's your mate? Well, she's *my* best friend and I care about her!"
"Stop!" Buruma screamed and stalked over to Goku, slapping him on the chest, and then pointing towards her house. "Inside, now," she ordered.
Goku shook his head and placed his hands on her upper arms, picking her up and moving her behind him, effortlessly. Vejiita snarled and launched himself at the distracted warrior, punching him across his jaw and he fell back into Buruma, sending them both flying. Goku had reacted quick enough to grab her and switch positions, cradling her on his chest, cushioning her frail body with his own as they fell to the ground. He glared at the Saiyajin no Ouji. "Never hurt her, huh?" he spat.
"Get. Your. Hands. Off. My. Mate!" he snarled.
"Maybe you should care more about her and I wouldn't have had to save her from you!"
"Stop it!" Buruma screamed, yanking herself out of Goku's protective embrace. "That's fucking it! Son Goku, get your ass inside now!"
"No, Buruma," he refused stubbornly. "You damn near got killed by him. I won't leave you alone with him again."
Vejiita scowled and stalked over to Buruma, grabbing her and placed her behind him. "She is no longer your concern."
"The hell she's not!" Goku exclaimed angrily, powering up.
Buruma opened her mouth to yell at them again, only to scream as she felt herself pulled violently away from Vejiita. He snapped around, his eyes narrowing in hatred as he looked behind her. Buruma glared at Yamucha. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Don't worry, Buruma, Goku will take care of this alien freak," the warrior stated confidently.
Buruma struggled to get out of his arms. "Let me go, Yamucha!"
Vejiita snarled and phased out, only to reappear behind Yamucha, grabbing him roughly by the neck. "Let her go," he snarled into the man's ear.
Yamucha released Buruma, who fell to the ground. "Damn men!" she screamed angrily. "That's it! Everyone leave!" She stood up and glared at each of the three men.
"Buruma," Goku began walking up to her.
"No. Either get your ass inside now, or leave. Now!"
Goku looked at her sadly. "He recklessly endangered you, Buruma. On purpose! I won't leave you alone with him."
"And I'm going to seriously get pissed off!" she roared. "I can fucking take care of myself and you know it!"
"Not against someone of his power," Yamucha put in quickly, earning him a glare from Buruma.
She stalked over to him, poking him roughly in the chest. "Off of my property, now," she ordered. "You are only aggravating the situation."
She stalked over to Vejiita and poked him too. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Onna, unless you want to lose that finger, I suggest you point it somewhere else."
"I doubt it. I've made my decision. I'm not going anywhere with a man who seems to think I'm his latest toy and couldn't care if I was alive or not! Apparently no matter how much you say you will not hurt your mate, you almost killed me in your effort to beat my best friend. I will not go with you."
"You have no choice!" Vejiita roared.
"Yes. I do." She turned and walked away from him, checking on Goku. "Are you hurt, Son-kun?" He shook his head and she gave him a weak smile. "Good. Go check on Chichi, I think she's pretty worried."
Goku laughed. "Yeah, I'm going to get an earful." He left and entered the back door.
She turned to follow, ramming right into Vejiita's back as he stood between her and her former beau. "What the hell?"
"Didn't I warn you that you die if you come near this house while I was on this planet?" Vejiita asked quietly.
Yamucha gulped nervously and glanced at Buruma. She rolled her eyes and grabbed Vejiita's arm, attempting to pull him in the house. "Yamucha, go home."
Vejiita shook her grip off violently. "He dies."
Buruma stepped between them glaring at her 'mate'. "No. He doesn't," she stated.
He glowered at her angrily. ::Move.::
::No.::
::Feh. Fine. He isn't worth my time,:: he said, walking around her to enter the house, collapsing after two steps. Buruma rushed up to him, rolling him over. He pushed her away and attempted to rise, only to fall again. "Fuck!" he snarled.
Buruma helped him up, allowing the proud Saiyajin no Ouji to lean against her, his arm hanging over her shoulder. "Damn you, Vejiita," she cursed softly, passing Yamucha and half-carrying the nearly unconscious Vejiita into his room. She set him carefully into the bed, just now noticing he was wearing the nearly shredded spandex-like shorts he was wearing when he crashed. She rolled her eyes and carefully removed the shorts. She turned to put them on the chair, gasping as she felt a strong arm snake around her waist, pulling her roughly on the bed.
"Onna," he whispered huskily against her ear. He pressed her back flush against his chest, his breath tickling her ear.
"You almost passed out, Vejiita," she murmured softly, gasping as she felt his hand sneak under the hem of her shirt, his soft hands softly caressing her bare stomach.
He snorted against her hair. "Your point?" He teased her stomach softly, slowly drifting down to slip his hand into her shorts. She tensed up against him.
"Vejiita, you're injured," she breathed out. "You might hurt yourself."
He chuckled. "Hardly, Onna. I would be three days dead before I would be too injured to pleasure my mate."
She tried to struggle out of his strong embrace. "Vejiita, let go. You need to heal and I'm still angry at you."
He snarled and pinned her beneath him. "Where do you think you are going?"
"I need to check on my friend and his wife. Make sure neither are hurt," she stated glaring at him.
His eyes flashed dangerously. "Your pathetic friend and his worthless mate are more important to you than your own mate?"
"I never said you were my mate. I thought I made myself pretty clear earlier, Vejiita. A good lay does not make it permanent!"
He snarled and crushed his lips to hers roughly, his arms wrapping around to pull her to him. "You are mine!" he growled as he freed her mouth, moving to nibble on her neck. "Mine!" He bit her sharply on her neck, reopening her previous mark. He lapped hungrily at her neck, purring low in his throat.
She wrapped her arms around him, digging her nails into his back. She bit his shoulder to keep from screaming out. He gasped at the scrape of her teeth, shuddering against her. "Vejiita," she moaned against his neck.
"Bite me," he ordered shakily.
She gasped as he thrust against her again. "Wha?"
"Bite my neck, damn it!"
She moaned. Clamping her blunt teeth against his neck, she bit sharply, the sweet blood filling her mouth. She lapped as his blood, gasping as her lover's hands clenched almost painfully in her hair.
Vejiita gasped against her throat, both shuddering. "Damn you," he ground out.
"Not my fault," she whispered, her voice soft with exhaustion.
He snorted and rolled to his side, pulling her to his chest, and nuzzling her hair. "Now, I am yours," he whispered and then passed out, softly purring.
~~~
AN: Don't ask. :P
Lovies!
