Sorry this is late, I've been working on my main fic Blue Galaxy. This is a side project and I'll update it when I can. Anyway, enjoy this chapter and I hope to post more soon.

-CP

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Chapter 7

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Freiza sat in the depths of Vegetasai and looked at the broken down buildings. He sniggered in satisfaction as every last one of the Mer were gone. Vegeta would have nothing to come back to. No kingdom to rule, no subjects, just an empty void. If only he could get the tritan to work then he would be supreme ruler of the oceans. Nothing could stop him, not even that spineless whelp.

"Come little fish, I dare you." He cackled into the darkened depths. The sound echoing off the rocks. "Your time has come."

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Bulma awoke to warmth at her side, too warm for her to be sleeping on her own. She turned quickly and almost let out a scream. Vegeta was sleeping next to her on the bed a very deep invasion of her personal space.

"Go back to sleep, woman."

"What are you doing in here?" She whisper-screeched.

"Well, I was sleeping." He huffed, annoyed, before rolling onto his back. "Come, sleep."

"Go back to your room."

"I cannot. I need to be near you, or have you forgotten that?" Vegeta pulled her down close to him and put his arm around her. "Sleep. You have nothing to fear."

Bulma sighed knowing that she wouldn't get him to change his mind. This bond was strange and sometimes it was decidedly uncomfortable. However, he didn't make her feel bad, just out of sorts. This was still all new to her. Her mind was racing, but her thoughts were broken by his soft snore.

"How can he sleep at a time like this? I'm so confused and I just want to have some space while I figure this all out."

"Woman, stop thinking so hard and sleep. We'll talk in the morning."

"Fine."

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Goku sat at the table while Chi-Chi cooked for him and gave a bottle to their son. She hummed with a smile as she rolled up the fish in rice and kept an eye on the slowly simmering sauces. Chi-chi was still experimenting with different dishes that wouldn't make him sick. It seemed that if the fish was cooked it disagreed with him. More than likely because of his background. However, his apatite was the one thing that didn't change.

Just to prove a point, his stomach growled loudly and he chuckled. "Almost done?"

"Almost, Goku. You've really got to teach your stomach some patience."

"Indeed he does." Vegeta broke into the conversation. "That will be the next thing on the training docket since we won't always be near a food source."

"Do we have to?" Goku sighed as a plate of deliciously wrapped sushi was placed in front of him.

"Yes, Kakarot we do." Vegeta growled as Bulma sat next to him with a cup of coffee. "It's imperative that you learn to control your hunger and not be a slave to it. The enemy won't care if you're hungry."

"I care." He retorted.

"Well, I don't. You can have that meal now, but we will not eat lunch. You've got to learn to control your gut." Vegeta ate his own breakfast and turned to exit the room. "Meet me in the training pool in twenty minutes, no less. Do not be late or we'll skip dinner too."

Goku just looked up at the older Mer with a shocked expression before turning back to his meal.

"Don't give him extra portions, female. He needs to learn." Were his parting words before he left the room completely.

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"Vegeta." Bulma shouted as she caught up with him. "I thought we were going to talk this morning."

"I will not apologize for last night." He began. "The bond will not be denied. I know you feel last night was inappropriate, but it was not. Take this as you see fit. However, I will not force myself upon you. That is your choice, I must bond this way. If you need space, you'll get it while I train Kakarot, but I will return. Always. I need to fulfill the bonds demands. You will soon be able to feel it too. We will spend time together, this is not a demand, but a fact. I must teach you about my people and I want to learn about yours. I need to know what's changed on the surface. I also want to learn about you. What you need, who you are, what you enjoy. A male never leaves his mate neglected."

"Vegeta … I don't know what to say." Bulma sighed.

"Your last 'relationship' wasn't fulfilling. I can tell, I could also see in your memories that this weakling did not make you happy."

"No, he didn't." She confirmed. "He would rather be off with other women than be with me."

"Regretful that he would treat you this way. A male would be an idiot to deny you the attention you rightly deserve." Vegeta placed a finger under her chin and lifted her gaze to meet his own. "Meet us down in the training chamber. Watch me as I am. Do not fear me."

He then traced her neckline where his jewelry still laid against her skin. It gave him hope that she didn't reject him, she was just unsure.