Chapter 30

With a loud slam, the Dragon collided with the earth, making dust rise up, causing the trio on the ground to gasp and cough it from their lungs. All other Dragons, whom were exhausted, landed on the ground, some falling over the second they did. Vegeta was the only one standing on both his feet, and Elvor was leaning on his arms, trying to get his breath back. Bulma ran over to Vegeta, and helped him when he threatened to fall over.

"You okay?!" Bulma asked.

"Yeah… I'll be fine," Vegeta rasped out. "I… I just need to catch my breath, that's all."

Kari helped Asoret sit up, whom seemed to have lost a few pounds around his waist.

"Asoret lose weight?" Kari asked, looking at him a little confused.

Asoret rubbed his waist a little.

"Zat'z one way to loze weight," Ancha said as she sat up, and everyone laughed about that one.

Sky slowly stood up, rubbing his now healed side, and wiping the dried blood from his face. He watched them laugh, before he cleared his throat. They shut up and looked at him.

"First Same, and now me. You are truly worthy of entering the Sea Of Eden. And you'll need this for that."

A strange white orb appeared in front of the Sky Dragon, and when it shattered, Sky caught the contents, which was a pure piece of quartz, poised on a pure white flower.

The White Relic.

It simply floated over to Vegeta, who took it, and placed it in his pouch after changing back to his human-form. Sky nodded at them.

"Good luck. You'll need it."

And with that said, Sky clapped his wings, and vanished into the darkening sky, which signaled that all Dragons had been beaten, and that something was coming.

But what?

"Now what do we do?" Goku asked.

"We head to Guldove," Vegeta said.

"What?!" Asoret demanded. "Why are we heading for Guldove!? There's a girl in Marbule that needs our help!!"

Bulma gave a sigh, and turned to Asoret.

"Same told us that we had to go to Guldove and visit the shaman, whatever that is, and get a certain item. It's a request from Sky! Now let's go!" she said, and boarded the boat.

Asoret looked at Kari, who shrugged and boarded Asoret's boat. Elvor shook his head, but he got on Vegeta's boat after pushing it off of the shore. Goku and Ancha jumped on Asoret's boat, and Asoret pushed the boat adrift, before jumping on too.

"You guys have some explaining to do!" Bulma demanded once they were on the open.

"Bulma, we couldn't tell you about what we were, because of the rumors it would lead to," Vegeta said.

"If Porre were to know we weren't only Terminans, but also part Dragonians, they'd have yet another reason to kill us."

"Porre's the one behind the massacring of the Dragonians, and the only ones that survived are the seven Dragons still alive," Elvor said.

"Eight," Bulma suddenly corrected.

Elvor looked up in confusion.

"Remember what Same said?" Bulma asked. "She said, and I quote: 'Sky's not the las' Dragon ye'll face. Once ya reach the Sea Of Eden, there'll be one more Dragon waitin' for ye'."

"She did say that," Vegeta mumbled. "Let's just hope that he… or she… isn't that hard to beat."

"I doubt that," Elvor said with a chuckle, placing his hands behind his neck, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Bulma asked, not liking the sudden change in Elvor's behavior.

He hadn't been this way when they'd met. Elvor opened one eye and smirked.

"Why would an easier Dragon come after the toughest? Eh? That just doesn't make sense," he said, swinging one leg over his other knee. "At least, to me it doesn't," Elvor mumbled, pulling the edge of his bandana over his eyes, and shutting up.

"He's not making much sense," Bulma mumbled.

"He's right though," Vegeta said. "If that last Dragon is weaker than Sky, then why would we have to beat him or her after we beat Sky? We should just be prepared for the worst and see what happens."

Bulma heaved a sigh, and sat down next to Vegeta, whom sat at the bow. For some reason, the boat didn't need much manpower to set sail.

"Vegeta?" Bulma asked.

"Hmm?"

"This might be a little strange for me to ask, but how old are you?"

Vegeta didn't seem to respond, but Bulma only saw half his face. Because he looked grim on one side, and lightly smirked on the other.

"918," Vegeta answered plainly, making Bulma topple over.

"Shit! That's old!"

"For humans it is. Compared to other Dragonians, I'm just a squirt."

Bulma had to giggle about that, and Vegeta chuckled.

"How old do most Dragons get?" Bulma asked, still being as interested in Dragonians as she had when they'd gone to Mt. Pyre.

"For the past few decades, not all that old," Vegeta said, a strange undertone of anger in his voice.

"Porre?" Bulma asked, and a strange growl escaped Vegeta's throat.

Bull's-eye.

"Indeed. They were the ones responsible for the killing of all Dragonians, save for the eight of them that are still alive."

Bulma didn't dare speak again. The sun had set some time ago. They really had battled for a long time.

"Hey Bulma," Vegeta suddenly said. "Since when are there two moons?!"

Bulma's head whipped up to the sky, and Vegeta was right. In the sky, hung not one, but two moons! One a wondrous white, the one everyone knew, but there was also a smaller one. One that was a pure blood red.

"That hadn't been there last night!" Bulma murmured.

Vegeta nodded, and the duo watched the two moons, hanging there in the sky, surrounded by the sparkling stars. Suddenly, from seemingly out of nowhere, a strange gurgling sound came, changing into a high-pitched screech, which made Bulma and Vegeta cover their ears. The sound was horrifying. It was so… not from this world, it was scary!

Somewhere, a loud thunderclap pierced the air, and a strake of lightning hit the water. Elvor removed his bandana from his eyes when he heard the thunder, and noticed the sky clouding over. He got up as another clap of thunder sounded. Somehow, he was strangely calm. Normally, thunderstorms scared the shit out of him. At least, when they suddenly showed up. His father had died on a boat during a thunderstorm, or so people proclaimed.

Life liked déjà vu's, he noted wryly, before the strake of light shot at their boats, and the world became dark.

Bulma's body was aching, and she had a throbbing headache. She could feel her body, but there was a strange feeling in her abdomen. She could hardly move, when she realized people were talking. After awhile, she realized it were the Dragons. She had heard them enough to make out their voices.

Sky: How much do you give her?

Same: Well… how 'bout… 883? The kid shoul' be 'round a' tha time.

Flora: But what if he's not?

Mura: Don't worry, he will be.

Pyro: And how exactly do YOU know?!

Mura: Are you doubting my word?!

Pyro: I'm only asking how you know so Goddamn sure! Goddamnit! It's just a question!!

Douse: Hey you two! Stop arguing! There are other things we need to take care of.

????: That is something I agree upon.

Same: Thank ya. Now, 883? Or are there other suggestions?

Mura: No.

Pyro: I wouldn't be able to think of anything.

Douse: Me too.

Terra: Me three!

Same: Stop playin' the comedian!

Terra: Sorry.

Sky: Alright then. Let's do this.

????: My thoughts exactly.

There was a blinding flash and Bulma awoke from her dream.

Bulma opened her eyes, and noticed that they were at…

"Guldove??" she wondered aloud.

"Yeah, that's where we are."

Bulma looked over, and noticed Vegeta sitting there, looking a little worn out.

"What day is it?"

Vegeta turned to her.

"The storm is still raging on, it's the same night, only a few hours further."

Bulma looked around the room, and noticed they were alone.

"Where are the others?"

Vegeta shrugged.

"Somewhere. They go their own way."

A wry smile appeared on Bulma's face, before it was gone.

"So," she started, sitting up. "We're alone?"

Vegeta nodded softly.

Silence reigned for awhile, before Bulma got up, and walked over to the bed Vegeta was sitting on. She sat down in front of him.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Huh?" Vegeta looked up, confused, before he looked back down again. "Oh, it's nothing. I just hope we'll make it…" Vegeta murmured.

Bulma understood what he meant. In the few months Bulma had spent with Laze and her 'family', she had felt as though they'd known each other longer than just those few months. She smiled sadly, and snuggled up in Vegeta's chest, who didn't complain at all.

"Somehow, I know we'll make it," she whispered.

Vegeta held the girl close, watching her blue hair spilled over her shoulders. And if held in a different light, he'd swear he saw silver instead of blue hair. She was so much like Ciria at some points, it was odd sometimes. Vegeta sighed softly. It had taken him five years to love Ciria, and it took him less than a year to love Bulma. What was the difference between the two girls? He didn't know.

"You alright?" Bulma asked, looking up at him. Vegeta looked down at her.

"Yeah," he mumbled, before his lips covered hers, making her gasp in surprise.

He felt her hesitate at first and pushed the kiss more feverenlty pleased as it didn't take her to long to join in and tangle with his tongue. He loved the way she tasted and made sure to explore every crevice of her mouth with his taste buds, running over the top of her mouth and smoothly over her tongue. Soon his skin began to feel hot and he wanted more of her. To touch her and to taste her. Everywhere. He turned and with one hand grabbed the arm that was supporting her light weight while his other snaked around her back and pulled forward till her breasts were pushed against him. When the kiss broke, for lack of air, he glanced down to see eyes deeply shadowed in lust as long lashes swept them.

"Vegeta."

His name sounded so right from her gorgeous lips, but as he brought his head down to her candy lips again his mind played with the image of her screaming for her prince. Her body writhing under his. Perhaps, that's when his instincts took over; the primal force that accompanies every man's lust, and Vegeta, being a Dragonian, had all the more to go around. With out a moments more hesitation, the hand that had rested so firmly at the small of Bulma's back found the seam of her shirt and pulled the small garment off over her head, and he could feel her surprise as she gave a small shudder in his arms. Again, when the kiss was broken Vegeta saw the woman's eyes widen as they looked into his. She must have caught a glimpse of the beast that drove the lust in that quick glance because that was all she had to see, for suddenly she felt her breasts lose support and a hot mouth envelop a cool mound of flesh.

Within seconds, their clothing was laying discarded on the ground, and the room felt as hot as a sauna. Hotter maybe. I can't say for sure. The night they spent together, was one that they would remember until they died. Bulma had heard from Elvor, whom had told her so much already, that Dragonians picked their 'mates', for life. She knew that Vegeta's love for Ciria had kept him away for some time, until he realized that he could still find part of Ciria, in her.

Ancha has already said that Bulma had some of Ciria's facial expressions and the same problem when it came to boys. Ciria had wanted a boy in her life that couldn't care whether she was beautiful or rich, but one whom loved her for who she was. Bulma wanted the same thing. Vegeta proved that to her. A few hours before the sun rose, their bodies finally gave up on them. His body crumpled on top of hers and he slid out of her rolling onto his side.

Bulma rested her hand atop her sweaty head, her chest still heaving, her insides still twitching, and was suddenly pulled into a wall of slick muscles. She tried to look up into Vegeta's face, but he placed his chin atop her head and pulled her closer. His golden scaled tail, which he had somehow managed to keep, wrapped around her thigh, the tip swaying gently.

Like that, they tumbled asleep gently, unaware of a pair of indescribable eyes watching them, before a smirk passed the figure's face, and vanished from the village.

Gunshots.

That's what woke the sleeping couple up.

Cries of pain.

Those too. El Nido might be good in weaponry, but they were behind with guns.

That could only mean one thing.

Porre had come to Guldove.

Why those two-timing good-for-nothing!!!

Reviews:

P-chan: Two days reading would hurt my eyes too yeah. And it's how 'much' time, not how 'many'. That's just not right!

veggie-chan: Who knows? I don't answer questions that would give the entire plot away.

trunks babe: That must suck.

Bulma BriefsYue Lover: Hey! If you didn't crash Epoch, Lucca can visit him! Right? Oh, and if I get enough requests for it, I might make a side-story chucked with lemons of all couples in this story. [including you and Asoret]

cat421: Thanks!

Ciria: [tumbles over in shock] What?!!? Same?!! What are you talking about!!?? MURA is Asoret's father!!! And Same is his AUNT!!! Anyway, they still have to see the shaman, remember? But looks like they're going to have some problems with Porre first! And about Laze. How else do you explain that she managed to stay alive for 900 years??

cat421: Thank you!

Dragon battle schedule:

1. Earth Dragon Isle - Terra, the Earth Dragon

2. Water Dragon Isle - Douse, the Water Dragon

3. Mt. Pyre - Pyro, the Fire Dragon

4. Gaea's Navel - Flora, the Green Dragon

5. Marbule - Mura, Eldest Black Dragon

6. Marbule - Same, Youngest Black Dragon

7. Sky Dragon Isle - Sky, the Sky Dragon

8. Sea Of Eden - ????????

I already told Yue this, but if people desire for me to write a side-story about all couples [lemon style] please tell and I'll see what I can do. I'm not that good at lemons, but that's my own opinion.