Unexplainable
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By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Seven: Vejiita's Rage
Buruma sighed tiredly as she walked in the door. She walked over to the couch, dropping her keys and capsules on the table beside it. Then she fell onto the couch with a soft thud and groaned.
"What's your problem?" a rude voice demanded.
She blinked and looked over to find the Saiyajin called Radditzu staring at her. "I'm tired."
"Weakling," he scoffed.
She smirked. "Not so afraid to breath around me now, eh, Radditzu?"
He scowled. "I thought it out. I doubt you would go running to Vejiita-sama over a minor insult."
She grinned. "Quite right. I won't. Where is the royal pain in the ass?"
He blinked. "He's a Saiyajin no Ouji-"
"Enough. I know what he is. I just don't call him that. Where is he?"
"Out. Fighting."
"With who?" she asked in concern.
"Some human."
"Which one?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know? He had a scar on his cheek."
"Shit!" She leapt off the couch. "Where are they?"
"Outside."
"Fuck!" She ran towards the kitchen and out the back door, quickly glancing around. She blinked in shock as she found Vejiita holding Yamucha in a secure headlock. And Yamucha was damn near pissing his pants.
"Vejiita!" she snapped.
He blinked and looked at her, smirking a bit in that greeting he gave her. "Onna."
"Let him go."
"No."
"Now!"
"No."
"Damn it, Vejiita! You just can't go around killing my friends!"
He shrugged indifferently. "He's not dead. If I wanted him dead, he'd be dead."
Buruma rolled her eyes. "Vejiita, let him go. Now."
"Not until he is taught a lesson."
"What lesson?"
"You are mine. Not his. Mine," he hissed to the man he held securely.
"What happened?"
Vejiita glanced at her. "He decided to come over. With some sort of plant."
"Plant?"
"Red things."
She blinked and glanced confusedly down at her former boyfriend. "What plants, Yamucha?"
He managed to look a bit sheepish despite his purple face. "Roses," he gasped out through the grip on his neck.
"Oh." She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Vejiita."
"Onna."
"Let him go. I doubt he'll do it again. You've scared him pretty well."
He smirked and released the human, who collapsed, gasping for breath.
Buruma bent down concerned. "You okay?"
Vejiita growled. "Onna," he said warningly.
She glared back at him. "What?"
"Get the fuck away from him."
She growled at him and ignored his order. "Yamucha?"
"I'm fine," he said suddenly, pushing himself up to his hands and knees. "I'm fine. My fault really. Didn't realize he wanted you that much."
Buruma smiled and helped him to stand, pointedly ignoring Vejiita growls. "You need help getting home?"
He shook his head. "No. I'm fine. Thanks, Buruma."
She grinned. "No problem. Next time, though, just call, okay?"
He nodded emphatically. "Trust me. I will."
"Okay."
"Bye, Buruma," he said, limping off.
Buruma turned to face the livid Saiyajin no Ouji. "What did I tell you about that?"
He snarled and grabbed her violently, pulling her to his chest. "You are mine," he hissed.
She rolled her eyes and pushed him away. "What the hell are you? A cave man? I'm yours. I'm yours. That's all you fucking say! Well, yeah, I'm fucking having your kid, but that doesn't make it fucking permanent! And it doesn't make me want it permanent when you keep acting like that!"
He snarled again, pulling her back to him. "You are mine, despite what you think. Mine, Onna."
She shook her head. "I'm sorry, Vejiita. But I need more than the whole 'I'm yours' thing. I need caring and compassion, and I'd like love. I don't need violent jealousy."
He growled and suddenly bit her neck, violently reopening the wound there. She screamed suddenly and clutched to him, her legs suddenly weak. Within moments, he released her and kissed her lips. She could taste the metallic taste of her blood on his lips as he devoured her hungrily.
He released her suddenly, snarling as someone appeared beside them. "Hiya, Buruma!" Goku greeted happily, pointedly ignoring their position. "What happened to your neck?"
Buruma sighed. "Nothing. What's up, Son-kun?"
"Not much. Just wanted to see if I could borrow Vejiita for a while. I wanted to spar a bit and well, I know I'm going to get my ass kicked, but it'd be fun!"
Buruma rolled her eyes and Vejiita chuckled, his tail encircling her waist. "I'd kick your ass any time, Kakarotto," he said with a smirk. "Let me finish with my mate first." He turned back to her, nuzzling her hair. "Doctor?"
She sighed. "Fine. I'm healthy as an ox. And the baby too."
"Good. Moving?"
"Yes, I'm moving you into my room tonight."
"Good. Later," he said, nipping her nose. "Kakarotto! Let's go." And they both disappeared.
~~~
AN: Short, sweet, and violent... Okay, sweet shouldn't be there... *grins*
Lovies!!
Disclaimer: Make something up.
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Seven: Vejiita's Rage
Buruma sighed tiredly as she walked in the door. She walked over to the couch, dropping her keys and capsules on the table beside it. Then she fell onto the couch with a soft thud and groaned.
"What's your problem?" a rude voice demanded.
She blinked and looked over to find the Saiyajin called Radditzu staring at her. "I'm tired."
"Weakling," he scoffed.
She smirked. "Not so afraid to breath around me now, eh, Radditzu?"
He scowled. "I thought it out. I doubt you would go running to Vejiita-sama over a minor insult."
She grinned. "Quite right. I won't. Where is the royal pain in the ass?"
He blinked. "He's a Saiyajin no Ouji-"
"Enough. I know what he is. I just don't call him that. Where is he?"
"Out. Fighting."
"With who?" she asked in concern.
"Some human."
"Which one?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know? He had a scar on his cheek."
"Shit!" She leapt off the couch. "Where are they?"
"Outside."
"Fuck!" She ran towards the kitchen and out the back door, quickly glancing around. She blinked in shock as she found Vejiita holding Yamucha in a secure headlock. And Yamucha was damn near pissing his pants.
"Vejiita!" she snapped.
He blinked and looked at her, smirking a bit in that greeting he gave her. "Onna."
"Let him go."
"No."
"Now!"
"No."
"Damn it, Vejiita! You just can't go around killing my friends!"
He shrugged indifferently. "He's not dead. If I wanted him dead, he'd be dead."
Buruma rolled her eyes. "Vejiita, let him go. Now."
"Not until he is taught a lesson."
"What lesson?"
"You are mine. Not his. Mine," he hissed to the man he held securely.
"What happened?"
Vejiita glanced at her. "He decided to come over. With some sort of plant."
"Plant?"
"Red things."
She blinked and glanced confusedly down at her former boyfriend. "What plants, Yamucha?"
He managed to look a bit sheepish despite his purple face. "Roses," he gasped out through the grip on his neck.
"Oh." She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Vejiita."
"Onna."
"Let him go. I doubt he'll do it again. You've scared him pretty well."
He smirked and released the human, who collapsed, gasping for breath.
Buruma bent down concerned. "You okay?"
Vejiita growled. "Onna," he said warningly.
She glared back at him. "What?"
"Get the fuck away from him."
She growled at him and ignored his order. "Yamucha?"
"I'm fine," he said suddenly, pushing himself up to his hands and knees. "I'm fine. My fault really. Didn't realize he wanted you that much."
Buruma smiled and helped him to stand, pointedly ignoring Vejiita growls. "You need help getting home?"
He shook his head. "No. I'm fine. Thanks, Buruma."
She grinned. "No problem. Next time, though, just call, okay?"
He nodded emphatically. "Trust me. I will."
"Okay."
"Bye, Buruma," he said, limping off.
Buruma turned to face the livid Saiyajin no Ouji. "What did I tell you about that?"
He snarled and grabbed her violently, pulling her to his chest. "You are mine," he hissed.
She rolled her eyes and pushed him away. "What the hell are you? A cave man? I'm yours. I'm yours. That's all you fucking say! Well, yeah, I'm fucking having your kid, but that doesn't make it fucking permanent! And it doesn't make me want it permanent when you keep acting like that!"
He snarled again, pulling her back to him. "You are mine, despite what you think. Mine, Onna."
She shook her head. "I'm sorry, Vejiita. But I need more than the whole 'I'm yours' thing. I need caring and compassion, and I'd like love. I don't need violent jealousy."
He growled and suddenly bit her neck, violently reopening the wound there. She screamed suddenly and clutched to him, her legs suddenly weak. Within moments, he released her and kissed her lips. She could taste the metallic taste of her blood on his lips as he devoured her hungrily.
He released her suddenly, snarling as someone appeared beside them. "Hiya, Buruma!" Goku greeted happily, pointedly ignoring their position. "What happened to your neck?"
Buruma sighed. "Nothing. What's up, Son-kun?"
"Not much. Just wanted to see if I could borrow Vejiita for a while. I wanted to spar a bit and well, I know I'm going to get my ass kicked, but it'd be fun!"
Buruma rolled her eyes and Vejiita chuckled, his tail encircling her waist. "I'd kick your ass any time, Kakarotto," he said with a smirk. "Let me finish with my mate first." He turned back to her, nuzzling her hair. "Doctor?"
She sighed. "Fine. I'm healthy as an ox. And the baby too."
"Good. Moving?"
"Yes, I'm moving you into my room tonight."
"Good. Later," he said, nipping her nose. "Kakarotto! Let's go." And they both disappeared.
~~~
AN: Short, sweet, and violent... Okay, sweet shouldn't be there... *grins*
Lovies!!
