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~*~ Chapter Three ~*~

Bulma stared at Goku with unconcealed horror. "You're not giving me a choice in this are you? Wether or not I like it you're still going to use me to destroy Earth." Her voice was shaking again and instantly Goku allowed himself to relax so he wouldn't scare her.

Slowly Goku's eyes lost their hellish red colour, the pupils went back to normal and he sat there smiling at her charmingly. "When the time comes and you remember everything again, you'll be just as eager to destroy this world as I am."

Bulma didn't know wether to run in terror or slap him for the way he was acting. It wasn't fair, the devil was supposed to be red with horns and a tail, not charming and friendly with only the occasional threat.

"So what do you want me to do?" Bulma asked wearily when the silence got so thick she imagined she could actually hear Goku grinning.

He stood up and sauntered over to her, his smile never faltering. "I want you to join with me, it'll be fun. I have the power to give you anything you want. I can make sure you stay young, beautiful, smart and talented forever. You'd be immortal and a virtual god compared to the rest of humanity. All I ask is that you join me and take your place by my side." He ran a finger down her arm, leaving her skin feeling all tingly. "Together we could rule the planet." He lent down and whispered the last part in her ear, his breath feathery light against her skin.

"Rule the planet?" Bulma stared at his finger as it traced a path up and down her arm. "You're no better then any other man!"

Goku growled dangerous and stopped stroking her arm. "Watch what you say, I am more then any mere human male!" His eyes began to flash red again and his voice took on an echoing quality.

"But it's true! Just look at all the dictators that have attempted to rule the world by force!" Bulma ignored the angry look in his eyes as she continued to speak, her voice loud and strong. "They all failed! What makes you think you'd succeed?"

Goku stared at her for a moment longer with his red eyes, then he took a deep breath and relaxed again, his eyes changing back to normal as he let go of all of his anger. "They were weak and flawed. I am not. I am strong and I will succeed." Goku sat down on the desk and gazed at her with eyes that saw more then just Bulma. "I don't want to destroy the humans. I don't want to kill them all or take all of their souls. Hell, to be honest I don't even want them to know that I exist." Goku's voice sounded tired and he ran a hand through his hair.

"So what do you want?" Bulma asked gently, ignoring the shivery feeling she felt inside whenever Goku got close to her, and tried to strengthen her resolve not to give in.

"All I want to do is to be Goku for a while." Goku rained an eyebrow and his mouth twitched when Bulma's jaw dropped open. "And maybe terrorize the humans and make them pay for taking our place by the Lords side! Then of course I'd like to leave the world in a burning wreck and return to Hell." Goku looked up at Bulma with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Of course you'll come with me and be my queen in Hell, as you were always meant to be."

"Hell?" Bulma shrieked in outrage, barely resisting the urge to slap the devil. "You want me to go to Hell? I can't go to Hell!"

"Why not?" Goku looked insulted. "It's not as bad as God makes out in the bible." Goku sneered suddenly and his voice went through one of its changes again, this time sarcasm dripped off his tongue so thickly it seemed to taint the air. "Stupid damned Christians spreading all those lies about my subterranean home. It's really quite nice there! I mean, it is one giant graveyard and it is freezing most of the time, but at least its not burning!" Goku scoffed and his voice switched back to an intelligent sounding drawl. "You'd think if God was going to tell a lie he'd at least think of something better then babble about 'The Fires of Hell'." Goku looked thoughtful. "I wonder how much he bribed Dante to write that book full of rubbish about him going to Hell."

"Dante? What on Earth are you talking about?" Bulma looked for an exit out of this room and tried to work out how much time it would take for her to get out of Goku's general vicinity. The sooner she could get away from this guy the better! It was painfully obvious that this man was a raving lunatic who only thought he was the devil…

"I don't think I'm the devil. I know I'm the devil. How else do you think I'm reading your mind?" Goku looked at her from the corner of his eye, sounding amused. He turned to face her and grinned more broadly when Bulma gasped.

"Oh God! You can read my mind?" Bulma blushed against her will as she hoped he hadn't read all of her thoughts about how good looking he was, though judging from his self satisfied grin he obviously had been. It wasn't fair! It really wasn't!

"What do you say? Immortality, eternal beauty and brains…" Goku trailed off and looked expectantly at her, his voice pleading without begging her.

"No way! You'll just take my soul." Bulma pursed her lips and wondered why she was having this crazy conversation. "I've heard the talk about you! Satan is well known for making false promises to young woman and then stealing their souls, and I don't intend to be taken in!" She crossed her arms over her chest and once again strengthened her resolve not to give in.

"Well maybe sometimes I tell a few lies to get what I want, but I don't trick them out of their souls. They always know the price and I do give them what they want." Goku grinned and continued to speak in a sensual voice Bulma guessed he always used when trying to charm a pretty young woman like herself. "Or what they think they want. There was this one girl who wished she could shape shift, only I made it so she couldn't change back into a…" Goku caught Bulma's disgusted look and halted, pretending to cough as his look turned serious. "Please trust me Bulma, I don't want you soul, I just want you."

"Me? Great." Bulma squirmed as he moved closer to her again. Her body seemed to have a life of its own whenever Goku was around; it was getting harder to ignore him the longer he stayed close to her. Goku seemed to sense this and he crept closer to her until their bodies were touching, his hand moving to the small of her back to trace slow circles.

"I can make your fantasies come true. You're like me, Bulma, and you know it. We're two of a kind. I can give you what you want…" Goku paused dramatically, his hand running up her spine. Bulma moaned and shivered as he gently stroked the sensivitive skin on the back of her neck. "You want what I can give you, don't you? I can smell your arousal; I can taste it in the air. You want me." He turned her to face him and kissed the throbbing pulse in her neck.

"You're lying!" Bulma gasped as he gently bit her neck.

"Well then, I'll just prove it to you my sweet little angel." Goku growled seductively and tipped Bulma's head back, allowing his mouth to gently brush hers. His arms crushed her to his chest as he dragged her onto his lap, his hands slipping up her shit to cup her warm, soft breasts as he kissed her again, this time harder and with a more urgent passion.

"This isn't fair! I want you to stop this!" Bulma mumbled unconvincingly against his lips as her own arms wrapped around his body, locking them into an embrace which neither of had felt for a lifetime but which they had yearned for all their lives.

"Sure it's fair. Its temptation and it's a speciality of mine." Goku moaned as he kissed her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth and tasting her as though she was the most delicious thing he'd ever come across. He held her so tight it was as if he was trying to push himself through her body, so tight it should have hurt, but Bulma wasn't in any pain at all.

Goku bit her lip hard enough to draw blood and both of them let out a groan of pleasure. It was then that Bulma knew that this was what she'd been missing. This was why no other man had been able to satisfy her in bed.

She needed pain! She loved pain just as much as Goku seemed to.

The feeling of missing something which had always sat inside of her evaporated as this unfamiliar desire flooded through her body and seeped into her very bones.

Bulma pulled off his black jacket and pulled his shirt out of the waist band of his pants. She shifted position so she was straddling his lap and then with a small feisty growl she ripped his shirt open and tugged it off him, exposing his well muscled chest. Bulma bent down and began to lick a nipple, growling again when she heard Goku moan in surprise and pleasure. She bit down and drew blood, then pushed Goku down so he was lying on the desk.

Everything that she was doing was familiar - so familiar that without a shadow of doubt she knew that Goku had been telling the truth.

Goku's hands slipped down to gently clasp her waist as she continued to lustily kiss his lips. His eyes when Bulma glanced at them were blood red again, the pupils whirling with fire, but this time his eyes seemed beautiful, not scary.

Bulma felt herself fall into those eyes, and this time she didn't eve try to stop herself from being consumed by the light in his eyes. It felt right to have him possessing her this intimately. Bulma allowed herself to drift into a world of pleasure as Goku made love to her, content to be loved by him.

Afterwards, Goku rolled off Bulma and grinned as he felt the bite and scratch mars that covered his body. He'd been right! He could give Bulma just what she wanted and how she wanted it. He caught sight of himself in the mirror and moved a hand up to touch the black horns that stuck out of the bright red skin on his forehead, he just hoped she would stay asleep long enough for him to gather enough power to shift back into his human form.

It would probably scare the life out of her to see him in his demonic form so soon.

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A/N – I know, I know this sucks without a lemon! But, email me and I will send you out a lemon version of this chapter! Please Review!