A/N: Sorry for the long wait, I've been updating everything recently though so you should have quested this would be coming.

A Lonely Life

Chapter 6: Beg Me

Bulma looked at herself in the mirror, dressed in black and face covered with a black vial. She was going home finally, home would never be the same with her family dead. Soon to be Queen Bulma had asked King Vegeta to arrange quick transportation and let them take a few guards. He had agreed giving up Goku and a guard named Krillian. They were scheduled to land on Earth in a few days. The Prince had left a few days ago with plans of his own. Though Bulma didn't miss him, or so she said.

The ride was smooth with no interruptions, though on Earth the place was a disaster and Bulma was crowned the day she arrived, plans on meeting future husbands was arranged and on the top of the list was Prince Vegeta. She swatted the paper away and spoke to her adviser.

The man stated lightly. "The best bet would be to marry someone powerful, who will protect the Earth and is well known in the Universe."

"You speak of Prince Vegeta." Bulma sighed. So far everyone had suggested it. But she knew he would refuse, or so she hoped. "We do not agree on things, he'll say no."

"Queen and King Vegeta seem to disagree. They said he would be happy to consider it and would send him to Earth as soon as they got in touch with him." The man smiled as the Queen huffed.

"And when will he be here?" She demanded. Her skirt twirled around her and she crossed her arms. She was in a pale green sundress with no straps and light blue high heals. Her crown of silver on her head.

"Any time now."

"When were you planning on telling me this?"

"Now, your highness."

"Thanks, for the warning. Now get out of here." She shooed him off and looked about. She wasn't dressed to see, Him. She sighed and headed at a rather fast walk down the hall towards her chamber, yet didn't make it there. In a clash she ran into someone and was thrown back. She yelped as something grabbed her and opened her eyes to see Prince Vegeta.

"Running to great me with a hug?" he asked smugly.

"Hardly." She muttered straighten up. "I was going to change."

Vegeta looked her over rather heatedly and meet her eyes. "Why?"

"Because, this isn't a proper dress to talk to someone in." She crossed her arms over her chest as he glanced down her again.

"I see nothing wrong with it." He stated mockingly.

"Fine. Then I need to have a word with you." She led him into the thrown room and took her seat motioning for him to sit as well. "Prince Vegeta, seeing as how I know you care not for pleasantries, I will get to the point. My advisers say that marrying you is the best thing to do." She sighed lightly and looked at him. "Everyone would win in the end. You'd be a King, the Earth would be protected, and I would not have to worry about my race dieing because most races fear.. well they fear you." She finished and waited for a reply.

Vegeta walked around her thrown and rubbed his head on her cheek, he let his fingers travel down her shoulders and torso, she flinched only once and looked straight ahead waiting for his reply, wanting to scream stop. In an instant she was on the ground and he was sitting on her thrown. "And what about you marring who ever you wanted?"

"Something's matter more." She replied rubbing her arm. She watched his smile fade. "What is it you want from me Vegeta? You can have your concubines, your trips alone far in space, your invasions, Vegeta-Jin when you're parents die... What more do you want?"

"Crawl over here and beg me. I want to see the snuck up Queen beg at my feet. To start with." He added. Bulma looked upset but crawled over to him and looked up into his eyes.

"Prince Vegeta, please marry me." He gave an evil laugh and she looked down.

"Very nice. Now stand up." he instructed and she did so shaking. He pulled her to him and made her sit facing him on his lap. "Now then, I will marry you, but you will listen to everything I say, never doubt me, never ask for me to do anything, and you will give me one son." He added moving his hands over her slender waist. "You will be faith-full no mater how I am not. Do you understand all this?"

Bulma nodded trying not to yell at him or jerk away from his touch.

Bulma sighed and watched as Vegeta hissed at another human couple. They were announcing their marriage on Earth and Vegeta wasn't so happy about the company. He hissed in her ear, "I hate this."

Bulma replied lightly after smiling at a couple. "It's almost over, then we're going to Vegeta-Jin in three days."

Once the guest exited the room Bulma yawned and turned to Vegeta, a small tired smile on her lips. "good Night, Prince Vegeta." She said in a non-mocking tone. Vegeta grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him.

"We're getting married on Vegeta-Jin." He announced roughly.

Bulma frowned she had never seen a Sayian wedding. "Whatever, what will I be wearing then?" She tried to pull her arm away but his grip tightened and she flinched.

"Don't worry about it." He smirked.

"Well, what happens? I've never been to one." She moved closer hoping he'd let go, yet he refused to. Vegeta was dressed in armor and Bulma in a tight black evening dress.

Vegeta forced her to kneel beside him and smirked leaning over the arm of the chair and spoke while looking her in the eyes. "You'll find to, they'll tell you before hand." He added with a smile.

"You won't say anything about it then?" Bulma asked and shook her head. "Night, Vegeta." She was about to get up when his grip tightened and she hissed in pain.

Vegeta kissed her neck letting his tongue run across her neck and smiled as she moaned. Bulma blushed and looked away from him. " I apologies..." She said flustered and stood trying not to focus on his grip.

Bulma tugged lightly at the own hand and he released her. Bulma stumbled and exited the room holding her now red wrist.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed! I had more planed but decided to wait until next time! Love you all! Kimberly