07/28/02
Title: Confused
Rated: PG-13 for language. Rating may go up in later chapters
Category: AU, OOC, angst, implied rape, slight Yamcha bashing and other rough stuff
Disclaimer: DBZ characters are not mine.
/ Thoughts /
// Telepathic link //
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OOC, AU* V/B, G/C. Vegeta's past comes back w/ a vengeance and with it someone that he thought was dead..Yamcha bashing, sorry (my first DBZ fic, please r & r)
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Vegeta flew at speeds of inhuman proportions the Earth passing beneath him in a multicolor haze. The only other person who could match him was that baka Kakarott, which in turn made him frown even more. Whatever the reason 'Goku' as he called himself, was always one if not two steps ahead of the older Saiyan, which ticked him off to no end.
He thought that she had died right along with the rest of the Saiyan populous. He had searched everywhere for her hoping that she survived the mass destruction of their home planet, but after a couple of years he gave- up. And now to his utmost surprise she was alive and for that he was thankful.
To make things even more complicated he has to explain about the woman, because Kami only knows what kind of damage that she would do when she finds out about Bulma.
/But you don't care about the woman/ Came the snide remark inside his head.
"Shut up!" He didn't want to fight with himself mentally at this moment.
What did he care about that woman? The only thing that she did was belittling him at every turn. What did he care that another Saiyan warrior would kill her? See, that's the problem he did care and he found himself staring at her when she wasn't looking or getting her goat when he was bored.
She has a fiery spirit just like 'her' and it drove him mad with desire. So many times he wanted to claim her as his own but he couldn't bring himself to have a weakness as taking an Earth woman as a mate.
All musings caste aside for now as he felt another ki.
/Kakarott/ Vegeta landed not far from the familiar looking spacecraft.
"Hiya, Vegeta. What's going on?" Goku asked.
"Nothing. Why are you here?!" Vegeta demanded.
"I felt a powerful ki. At first I thought it was you but then I felt yours moving, so I decided to come and check it out." The younger Saiyan said, letting his onyx eyes travel to the ship.
"This does not concern you." The prince's temper was rising.
He didn't need the third-class baka here that in itself would set 'her' off, and right now they didn't need her blowing up the planet because that was his job.
* * * *
The ship's door opened and a ramp extended to the ground. Although, he wouldn't admit to such a feeling, Vegeta was kinda looking forward to the confrontation.
A lone figure stood at the base of the ramp. Long flowing black hair woven tightly into a single braid. The braid went a little past her knees. Goku stood there with his mouth gaping opening as he started wide eyed at the female in front of them.
A black sleeveless spandex body suit adorn her hour glass shape. Muscles cut in her arms and legs not over sightly but enough to notice that she did some form of exercising or in her case training. Her jet black tail was wrapped around her slender waist but the temptation didn't stop there. further up were round supple breast that teased their eyes as the low cut front revealed ample cleavage. Skin dark like the Saiyan prince himself was smooth as finely polished china.
All other thoughts were broken off when they heard, "Your Majesty! Please! I implore you. What would your mother say if she was alive if she knew that you were walking around without your armor?"
Her head was turned to the side scanning the surrounding area. Goku wasn't able to get a good look at the female's face, but her voice gripped him like a vice. The light alto voice was like a soft melody that could lull anyone to sleep.
"You complain to much Jean and if you were paying attention you would know that I'm not in any immediate danger." Her head swiveled back around toward her companion who just so happens to be in alignment with the out of sight Saiyans. Goku almost gave away their position gasping the sight before them.
Vegeta glared daggers at him to be quiet but it was too late. A slight smirk crossed her full sensual lips and that's when the taller male noticed the widows' peak. The receding hairline was less defined than that of Vegeta's but still.
/Nah, it couldn't be? Could it?/ Goku thought, but what grabbed him the most were her eyes.
"ALRIGHT VEGETA! I KNOW THAT YOU'RE OUT THERE!"
The older Saiyan could have throttled the younger warrior for giving away their position, but seeing how Goku was drooling, the introductions will prove to be a bit more amusing. Crossing his muscular arms over his chest Vegeta quietly stocked his way over to the newly arrived Saiyan with Goku close behind.
"P-prince Vegeta! Good merciful heavens!" the servant cried bowing his head and kneeling down one knee while placing a right fist over his heart.
Goku started at that fragile looking man wondering why he would bow down to the prince (remember he's still in shock from looking at the woman)
Vegeta acknowledged the servant to rise. His gaze went back to the female.
"What are you doing here?" He demanded, but on the inside he was thrilled to see her again.
"Looking for you" Came the simple reply.
"Why?"
//Look Veg, I know we haven't spoken in almost three years but please I need your help//
"Dammit! How many times---" But he stopped his ranting.
He walked up to the female. He circled her once ranking in her appearance then he leaned in to her sniffing her, but he didn't smell the sweet floral scent of her as he remembered. No, not at first. It was immersed by a strong musk scent, one he couldn't identify, yet, but something else. was different about.
He looked backed into watery eyes staring in disbelief.
//You're pregnant!!!//
She bowed her head and settled it on his shoulder. Her shoulders shook indicating that she was crying. The prince stood there at a loss as to how to comfort the woman in his arms.
He turned his head toward Goku, "Kakarott, listen very carefully. Go back to CC and tell the woman to prepare a room and a bath and that we have a visitor."
"Alright, but Vegeta who is she?" Goku asked
"I'll explain everything once we get her settled. Now stop wasting time and go!" Vegeta barked.
Goku took off in the night sky leaving the prince and the mysterious woman.
Vegeta turned his gaze toward the servant. "Okay, ValJean I want you to back home and stay there until I summon you."
"But Your Highness---" Vegeta cut him off before he could finish.
"Are you questioning my orders?!"
"No Sir, but---' ValJean swallowed hard.
"But what?" He could feel it; a migraine was coming on... strong.
"If I go back, he will know that she's here my prince" The servant visible turned white as a ghost.
The man looked like a frighten rabbit at the mention of going back home. At lease he 'has' a home to go back too. Vegeta looked back down at the girl. She stopped crying some time ago and slumped over a little. He knew that she had fell asleep standing up with that he scooped her into his strong embrace.
"Hide the ship in the near by forest. I will send Kakarott back here to fetch you." He jumped into the air flew off toward CC.
* * * *
Bulma paced the spacious guestroom. A hot bath was waiting for their unexpected visitor plus a food tray was near the bed as well. Goku told her about the Saiyan female and said nothing else. He was currently waiting for Vegeta to return to find out what in blue thunder was going on.
The prince searched for the familiar ki of Bulma. She was on the second floor not far from his room. He smiled at the thought of seeing her, but for some reason he was finding himself being pulled in by her exquisite beauty every day. However, he stayed away from her as much as possible since she still went out with that weakling, Yamcha.
Upon entering the room via the window Bulma rushed to his side. "Is she alright? What happened?"
"Quiet! She fell asleep. Now, help her into the bath I need to talk with Kakarott."
Vegeta did the task of placing his burden in the bathroom but getting her undressed was the woman's job. Downstairs in the kitchen Goku was helping himself to some food.
"Kakarott, I need for you to go back and get the servant." Vegeta demanded more than requested.
"Are you gonna tell me what's goin' on or am I gonna have to get inside your head to find out?"
The shorter Saiyan approached the table, "Do not meddle in affairs that do not concern you! I will inform you as to what is going on when she has pulled herself together and has told me what the fuck is going on. Leave and fetch ValJean then you can go home to your mate."
Vegeta crossed his arms and stormed out of the kitchen thus ending the conversation.
* * * *
Bulma managed to get the dark haired girl undressed and into the bath without waking her. /Man, she must really be exhausted/
Bulma also noticed the strange looking tattoo on the girl's right arm as well as matching wrist bracelets. In actuality it wasn't a tattoo but a brand of a pair of menacing looking daggers.
/Hmm, they're not daggers they looked like giant skewers/ Bulma thought. The weapons formed an 'X', but the 'daggers' looked ancient. The handles were small and a few inches above them what seemed to bull horns on either side the slim length.
Directly below the weapons were strange markings. Bulma couldn't make out the writings but decided to investigate that for later. Bulma had never seen remarkable weapons before, they seems like they came out of a fairy tale or something. Enough musings to last the night the blue haired genius got down to business.
She started scrubbing the girl's right arm when hers were caught with the left one. Bulma 'eep' and looked into the most unusual color of eyes. They were a hunting grey Bulma gasped from the sheer intensity of the orbs.
"Who the hell are you? And where's Prince Vegeta?"
The scientific genius was taken back somewhat but it didn't faze her brain or the torrent of anger that she felt when she was being treated less than human. If it wasn't for the fact the person in the tub was female, Bulma would swear that she was talking with Vegeta.
She took a deep breath to steady her nerves trying to remember that the girl is new to the planet and that she's a Saiyan. "I'm sorry if I startled you. I'm Bulma Briefs and Vegeta is downstairs. Would you like for me call him?" By this time Bulma backed away from the bath and stood upright drying her hands on a near by towel.
The girl in the tub flushed a little and realized that the woman was not her enemy. However, her manners in front of royalty were badly lacking. She would deal with that once she got back her strength. "I must apologize for my rude behavior. Please, if you don't mind I would very much like to speak to the prince."
"Okay, finish your bath and I'll let him know that you're awake." Bulma exited the bathroom.
Well, speak of the devil, there leaning against the wall was Vegeta. She stood in close proximity of him letting that familiar air of him fill her senses. She didn't understand what was happening to her, but every time she at looked him or was near him her heart would race; and her stomach would knot-up.
Vegeta took this opportunity to commence their overdue spar, "Are you done fantasizing?"
"Wha--??? Why you jerk! No one body in their right mind would ever fantasize about a cold blooded murderer!"
He growled low in his throat. That was something that she didn't need to remind him of. his blood filled past and he wasn't going to stand for it.
He snatched her up by the throat taking her by surprise; "Cold blooded murderer? I've spared this miserable planet but that does not mean that I won't change my mind. If you ever think that I am making idle threats, try my hand again and I'll show you how much of a cold blood murderer I really am."
He promptly dropped her on the floor, "Now, go and inform the other Z fighters to meet here in the morning."
Bulma quietly left the room boiling in her own stupidity that she pushed Vegeta a little too far. She saw the hurt and rage in his eyes. Although, his face remained expressionless his eyes held more emotions than one could possible imagine.
She stood quietly in the bathroom and heard everything between Bulma and Vegeta, and she figured that it was only a matter of time before the insolent woman felt his wrath, but something else was an undercurrent for his ire and she was going to find out.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"It's open Vegeta"
"You heard" He really didn't need to asked because she had excellent hearing just like him far better than humans did.
"Yeah."
"Come on. I want you to tell me every thing" He led her back into the bedroom and sat on the chair at the oak desk. The taller female Saiyan sat on the bed dressed in her spandex uniform once again.
"I don't even know where to begin" She said all of her energy spent from crying.
"Why don't you start by telling me who's the father?" He asked in a soft tone.
"Mother died not that long ago. She missed you but she knew that you had your responsibilities as crown prince. Anyway, the time had come for me to choose a mate but none of the males were worthy to gain my favor.
There were a few male Saiyan warriors on the planet and they had heard about me wanting a mate. Needless to say one of them thought that. "
She took a deep breath as tears swelled up in her eyes. "He. uh. figured th- that if he c-could. uh. gain my. favor that. I w-would accept him as my mate, but.. " She trailed off. Vegeta sat there fuming silently the vein on his right temple began to pulse from his anger.
"But the bastard figured that if you were pregnant with his child that you would have no choice but to accept him as your mate." He finished for her. She merely nodded.
"I'll kill him" Vegeta growled out, but he wasn't finished. "How dare he force himself on you! He will suffer like no other has suffered before." By this time he was standing with his fists clenched tight cutting off the circulation to his hands.
Golden sparks of energy began to crackle around him as an unseen wind blew through his raven hair then a horrible thought occurred to him. Powering down immediately he asked, "Did he mark you???"
"No. I punched him out before his was able to do that."
"Good. Now, I don't have to worry about you." At that same moment Goku and Bulma burst into the room.
"What is it now?!!!" Vegeta's spat. His patience was already wearing thin from the news he just received.
"I. uh. felt an enormous power surge and thought that you were in trouble. " Goku stated putting his hand behind his head smiling sheepishly when there was no one else in the room.
"Why would I need your help? As you can see we are fine. At any rate. " Turning his attention back to the girl sitting on the bed. "You get some rest and we'll finish talking in the morning when the others arrive."
"Okay" She answered with a slight yawn.
"One more thing"
"Yea?"
Vegeta didn't want Goku or Bulma to know what they were discussing so he reverted to the mind link that they shared.
//Name// He demanded mentally.
She stared blankly at him.
She really didn't want to answer the question. She knew that there would be no way in hell that she could stop him once he gotten a hold the man responsible for putting her in this type of position.
//Got dammit! Don't play hard ball with me! I want that son of a bitch' name!// His energy levels were rising again.
Goku stiffened a little when he felt Vegeta's ki rose. He was still uncertain as to why the older Saiyan's power levels were fluctuating. Plus he also noted how Vegeta was staring intently at the female Saiyan.
//Branigan//
Vegeta's face paled at the name. // Go to sleep. I'll deal with this in the morning//
As soon as her head hit the pillow she was out. The others trailed out of the room. To avoid any other comments or questions, Vegeta headed straight for the Gravity Room (GR) to train to work off his anger.
~TBC~
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A/N: Has anyone figured out who is the girl? I'll tell ya in the next chapter.
Sorry about the how it ended but I'm tired and need a break ^_~ However, I am taking reviews, just press the button at the bottom in the left-hand corner.
Thanks,
Nemesis
Title: Confused
Rated: PG-13 for language. Rating may go up in later chapters
Category: AU, OOC, angst, implied rape, slight Yamcha bashing and other rough stuff
Disclaimer: DBZ characters are not mine.
/ Thoughts /
// Telepathic link //
* * * *
OOC, AU* V/B, G/C. Vegeta's past comes back w/ a vengeance and with it someone that he thought was dead..Yamcha bashing, sorry (my first DBZ fic, please r & r)
* * * *
Vegeta flew at speeds of inhuman proportions the Earth passing beneath him in a multicolor haze. The only other person who could match him was that baka Kakarott, which in turn made him frown even more. Whatever the reason 'Goku' as he called himself, was always one if not two steps ahead of the older Saiyan, which ticked him off to no end.
He thought that she had died right along with the rest of the Saiyan populous. He had searched everywhere for her hoping that she survived the mass destruction of their home planet, but after a couple of years he gave- up. And now to his utmost surprise she was alive and for that he was thankful.
To make things even more complicated he has to explain about the woman, because Kami only knows what kind of damage that she would do when she finds out about Bulma.
/But you don't care about the woman/ Came the snide remark inside his head.
"Shut up!" He didn't want to fight with himself mentally at this moment.
What did he care about that woman? The only thing that she did was belittling him at every turn. What did he care that another Saiyan warrior would kill her? See, that's the problem he did care and he found himself staring at her when she wasn't looking or getting her goat when he was bored.
She has a fiery spirit just like 'her' and it drove him mad with desire. So many times he wanted to claim her as his own but he couldn't bring himself to have a weakness as taking an Earth woman as a mate.
All musings caste aside for now as he felt another ki.
/Kakarott/ Vegeta landed not far from the familiar looking spacecraft.
"Hiya, Vegeta. What's going on?" Goku asked.
"Nothing. Why are you here?!" Vegeta demanded.
"I felt a powerful ki. At first I thought it was you but then I felt yours moving, so I decided to come and check it out." The younger Saiyan said, letting his onyx eyes travel to the ship.
"This does not concern you." The prince's temper was rising.
He didn't need the third-class baka here that in itself would set 'her' off, and right now they didn't need her blowing up the planet because that was his job.
* * * *
The ship's door opened and a ramp extended to the ground. Although, he wouldn't admit to such a feeling, Vegeta was kinda looking forward to the confrontation.
A lone figure stood at the base of the ramp. Long flowing black hair woven tightly into a single braid. The braid went a little past her knees. Goku stood there with his mouth gaping opening as he started wide eyed at the female in front of them.
A black sleeveless spandex body suit adorn her hour glass shape. Muscles cut in her arms and legs not over sightly but enough to notice that she did some form of exercising or in her case training. Her jet black tail was wrapped around her slender waist but the temptation didn't stop there. further up were round supple breast that teased their eyes as the low cut front revealed ample cleavage. Skin dark like the Saiyan prince himself was smooth as finely polished china.
All other thoughts were broken off when they heard, "Your Majesty! Please! I implore you. What would your mother say if she was alive if she knew that you were walking around without your armor?"
Her head was turned to the side scanning the surrounding area. Goku wasn't able to get a good look at the female's face, but her voice gripped him like a vice. The light alto voice was like a soft melody that could lull anyone to sleep.
"You complain to much Jean and if you were paying attention you would know that I'm not in any immediate danger." Her head swiveled back around toward her companion who just so happens to be in alignment with the out of sight Saiyans. Goku almost gave away their position gasping the sight before them.
Vegeta glared daggers at him to be quiet but it was too late. A slight smirk crossed her full sensual lips and that's when the taller male noticed the widows' peak. The receding hairline was less defined than that of Vegeta's but still.
/Nah, it couldn't be? Could it?/ Goku thought, but what grabbed him the most were her eyes.
"ALRIGHT VEGETA! I KNOW THAT YOU'RE OUT THERE!"
The older Saiyan could have throttled the younger warrior for giving away their position, but seeing how Goku was drooling, the introductions will prove to be a bit more amusing. Crossing his muscular arms over his chest Vegeta quietly stocked his way over to the newly arrived Saiyan with Goku close behind.
"P-prince Vegeta! Good merciful heavens!" the servant cried bowing his head and kneeling down one knee while placing a right fist over his heart.
Goku started at that fragile looking man wondering why he would bow down to the prince (remember he's still in shock from looking at the woman)
Vegeta acknowledged the servant to rise. His gaze went back to the female.
"What are you doing here?" He demanded, but on the inside he was thrilled to see her again.
"Looking for you" Came the simple reply.
"Why?"
//Look Veg, I know we haven't spoken in almost three years but please I need your help//
"Dammit! How many times---" But he stopped his ranting.
He walked up to the female. He circled her once ranking in her appearance then he leaned in to her sniffing her, but he didn't smell the sweet floral scent of her as he remembered. No, not at first. It was immersed by a strong musk scent, one he couldn't identify, yet, but something else. was different about.
He looked backed into watery eyes staring in disbelief.
//You're pregnant!!!//
She bowed her head and settled it on his shoulder. Her shoulders shook indicating that she was crying. The prince stood there at a loss as to how to comfort the woman in his arms.
He turned his head toward Goku, "Kakarott, listen very carefully. Go back to CC and tell the woman to prepare a room and a bath and that we have a visitor."
"Alright, but Vegeta who is she?" Goku asked
"I'll explain everything once we get her settled. Now stop wasting time and go!" Vegeta barked.
Goku took off in the night sky leaving the prince and the mysterious woman.
Vegeta turned his gaze toward the servant. "Okay, ValJean I want you to back home and stay there until I summon you."
"But Your Highness---" Vegeta cut him off before he could finish.
"Are you questioning my orders?!"
"No Sir, but---' ValJean swallowed hard.
"But what?" He could feel it; a migraine was coming on... strong.
"If I go back, he will know that she's here my prince" The servant visible turned white as a ghost.
The man looked like a frighten rabbit at the mention of going back home. At lease he 'has' a home to go back too. Vegeta looked back down at the girl. She stopped crying some time ago and slumped over a little. He knew that she had fell asleep standing up with that he scooped her into his strong embrace.
"Hide the ship in the near by forest. I will send Kakarott back here to fetch you." He jumped into the air flew off toward CC.
* * * *
Bulma paced the spacious guestroom. A hot bath was waiting for their unexpected visitor plus a food tray was near the bed as well. Goku told her about the Saiyan female and said nothing else. He was currently waiting for Vegeta to return to find out what in blue thunder was going on.
The prince searched for the familiar ki of Bulma. She was on the second floor not far from his room. He smiled at the thought of seeing her, but for some reason he was finding himself being pulled in by her exquisite beauty every day. However, he stayed away from her as much as possible since she still went out with that weakling, Yamcha.
Upon entering the room via the window Bulma rushed to his side. "Is she alright? What happened?"
"Quiet! She fell asleep. Now, help her into the bath I need to talk with Kakarott."
Vegeta did the task of placing his burden in the bathroom but getting her undressed was the woman's job. Downstairs in the kitchen Goku was helping himself to some food.
"Kakarott, I need for you to go back and get the servant." Vegeta demanded more than requested.
"Are you gonna tell me what's goin' on or am I gonna have to get inside your head to find out?"
The shorter Saiyan approached the table, "Do not meddle in affairs that do not concern you! I will inform you as to what is going on when she has pulled herself together and has told me what the fuck is going on. Leave and fetch ValJean then you can go home to your mate."
Vegeta crossed his arms and stormed out of the kitchen thus ending the conversation.
* * * *
Bulma managed to get the dark haired girl undressed and into the bath without waking her. /Man, she must really be exhausted/
Bulma also noticed the strange looking tattoo on the girl's right arm as well as matching wrist bracelets. In actuality it wasn't a tattoo but a brand of a pair of menacing looking daggers.
/Hmm, they're not daggers they looked like giant skewers/ Bulma thought. The weapons formed an 'X', but the 'daggers' looked ancient. The handles were small and a few inches above them what seemed to bull horns on either side the slim length.
Directly below the weapons were strange markings. Bulma couldn't make out the writings but decided to investigate that for later. Bulma had never seen remarkable weapons before, they seems like they came out of a fairy tale or something. Enough musings to last the night the blue haired genius got down to business.
She started scrubbing the girl's right arm when hers were caught with the left one. Bulma 'eep' and looked into the most unusual color of eyes. They were a hunting grey Bulma gasped from the sheer intensity of the orbs.
"Who the hell are you? And where's Prince Vegeta?"
The scientific genius was taken back somewhat but it didn't faze her brain or the torrent of anger that she felt when she was being treated less than human. If it wasn't for the fact the person in the tub was female, Bulma would swear that she was talking with Vegeta.
She took a deep breath to steady her nerves trying to remember that the girl is new to the planet and that she's a Saiyan. "I'm sorry if I startled you. I'm Bulma Briefs and Vegeta is downstairs. Would you like for me call him?" By this time Bulma backed away from the bath and stood upright drying her hands on a near by towel.
The girl in the tub flushed a little and realized that the woman was not her enemy. However, her manners in front of royalty were badly lacking. She would deal with that once she got back her strength. "I must apologize for my rude behavior. Please, if you don't mind I would very much like to speak to the prince."
"Okay, finish your bath and I'll let him know that you're awake." Bulma exited the bathroom.
Well, speak of the devil, there leaning against the wall was Vegeta. She stood in close proximity of him letting that familiar air of him fill her senses. She didn't understand what was happening to her, but every time she at looked him or was near him her heart would race; and her stomach would knot-up.
Vegeta took this opportunity to commence their overdue spar, "Are you done fantasizing?"
"Wha--??? Why you jerk! No one body in their right mind would ever fantasize about a cold blooded murderer!"
He growled low in his throat. That was something that she didn't need to remind him of. his blood filled past and he wasn't going to stand for it.
He snatched her up by the throat taking her by surprise; "Cold blooded murderer? I've spared this miserable planet but that does not mean that I won't change my mind. If you ever think that I am making idle threats, try my hand again and I'll show you how much of a cold blood murderer I really am."
He promptly dropped her on the floor, "Now, go and inform the other Z fighters to meet here in the morning."
Bulma quietly left the room boiling in her own stupidity that she pushed Vegeta a little too far. She saw the hurt and rage in his eyes. Although, his face remained expressionless his eyes held more emotions than one could possible imagine.
She stood quietly in the bathroom and heard everything between Bulma and Vegeta, and she figured that it was only a matter of time before the insolent woman felt his wrath, but something else was an undercurrent for his ire and she was going to find out.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"It's open Vegeta"
"You heard" He really didn't need to asked because she had excellent hearing just like him far better than humans did.
"Yeah."
"Come on. I want you to tell me every thing" He led her back into the bedroom and sat on the chair at the oak desk. The taller female Saiyan sat on the bed dressed in her spandex uniform once again.
"I don't even know where to begin" She said all of her energy spent from crying.
"Why don't you start by telling me who's the father?" He asked in a soft tone.
"Mother died not that long ago. She missed you but she knew that you had your responsibilities as crown prince. Anyway, the time had come for me to choose a mate but none of the males were worthy to gain my favor.
There were a few male Saiyan warriors on the planet and they had heard about me wanting a mate. Needless to say one of them thought that. "
She took a deep breath as tears swelled up in her eyes. "He. uh. figured th- that if he c-could. uh. gain my. favor that. I w-would accept him as my mate, but.. " She trailed off. Vegeta sat there fuming silently the vein on his right temple began to pulse from his anger.
"But the bastard figured that if you were pregnant with his child that you would have no choice but to accept him as your mate." He finished for her. She merely nodded.
"I'll kill him" Vegeta growled out, but he wasn't finished. "How dare he force himself on you! He will suffer like no other has suffered before." By this time he was standing with his fists clenched tight cutting off the circulation to his hands.
Golden sparks of energy began to crackle around him as an unseen wind blew through his raven hair then a horrible thought occurred to him. Powering down immediately he asked, "Did he mark you???"
"No. I punched him out before his was able to do that."
"Good. Now, I don't have to worry about you." At that same moment Goku and Bulma burst into the room.
"What is it now?!!!" Vegeta's spat. His patience was already wearing thin from the news he just received.
"I. uh. felt an enormous power surge and thought that you were in trouble. " Goku stated putting his hand behind his head smiling sheepishly when there was no one else in the room.
"Why would I need your help? As you can see we are fine. At any rate. " Turning his attention back to the girl sitting on the bed. "You get some rest and we'll finish talking in the morning when the others arrive."
"Okay" She answered with a slight yawn.
"One more thing"
"Yea?"
Vegeta didn't want Goku or Bulma to know what they were discussing so he reverted to the mind link that they shared.
//Name// He demanded mentally.
She stared blankly at him.
She really didn't want to answer the question. She knew that there would be no way in hell that she could stop him once he gotten a hold the man responsible for putting her in this type of position.
//Got dammit! Don't play hard ball with me! I want that son of a bitch' name!// His energy levels were rising again.
Goku stiffened a little when he felt Vegeta's ki rose. He was still uncertain as to why the older Saiyan's power levels were fluctuating. Plus he also noted how Vegeta was staring intently at the female Saiyan.
//Branigan//
Vegeta's face paled at the name. // Go to sleep. I'll deal with this in the morning//
As soon as her head hit the pillow she was out. The others trailed out of the room. To avoid any other comments or questions, Vegeta headed straight for the Gravity Room (GR) to train to work off his anger.
~TBC~
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A/N: Has anyone figured out who is the girl? I'll tell ya in the next chapter.
Sorry about the how it ended but I'm tired and need a break ^_~ However, I am taking reviews, just press the button at the bottom in the left-hand corner.
Thanks,
Nemesis