The Prince and His Demon

Chapter 3- New Beginnings

Bulma sighed, as the sun's rays hit the bed. She snuggled closer to the warm body that covered her own. Then as quick as she felt it, she opened her eyes. Someone held her close, as a hard chest pressed into her soft back. She pulled out; trying to get out of the grasp, but it was futile. 

Vegeta wrapped his tail around her waist tightly, not allowing her to leave his presence. He had been awake for the past few hours, pondering how she would react to this. This sleeping in a bed with him. 

He knew that they would be leaving soon. The night before, he had gone to check on the ship's maintenance, and everything was going accordingly. They would leave by the late afternoon. He wondered how she would feel about leaving her home planet. She had to have known that this was bound to happen soon enough. He couldn't just leave her here, alone.

He felt her tug against him, and unwrapped his tail slowly. He watched as she turned around quickly, and looked at him with confusion written across her face.

Then she screamed. He winced as he tried to press his hands over his ears. Didn't she know that his hearing was sensitive? He grasped her face with his right hand, and clamped it down on her mouth. She pulled away from him, and jumped up from the bed.

He watched as she tried to breathe calmly. "Did we… Did we…" She gasped out at him.

He raised a perfect eyebrow at her. "Did we what?" He knew what she was talking about. But he wanted to see how she would react to him.

"Did we…" She whimpered as she began pacing the room. He glared at her. "If we did anything, you wouldn't be walking for days. And seeing how your walking like there is no tomorrow, I assume that we hadn't done shit."

She glared at him sharply. "I would advise you to keep that foul tongue quiet, while you are here."

"I don't give a shit, if you care or not. By the end of today, we will be heading back to Vegetasei so it doesn't matter. I will talk which ever way I want, and I will treat you in whatever way I desire." Vegeta smirked as he saw an expression of horror cross her elegant face.

"We're leaving… Already?" She was stunned. She thought it would take longer than this to get married. But then again she didn't know what to expect from him.

"Yes, we are leaving, whore." He watched as a look of disgust crossed her face. "Get use to it, it's your new name." He got up, and it was then that Bulma was aware of his very naked chest. She watched as he stretched, causing the muscles to rippled across his hard body.

She turned away from him quickly, waving her hand at him. "Get dressed please."

"I know you enjoyed that view, whore." He added the whore to get a reaction from her. "We are mated and I advise you to get use to it. It's not every day that you get to sleep with a Sayian. And I can't imagine what would happen if I fucked you."

Bulma whirled around to face him. He noticed her red face. Not from embarrassment, but from fury. "You! Just shut up! I don't want to hear anymore from you, for all of today!" He watched as she walked out of his room, and slammed the door with all her might. 

***

Bulma walked back to her room. The fury that she had built up inside, felt as if it would blow up now. He was as impassive like no other she had meet in her life. She gave a scream of rage as she stormed into her room, slamming the door in the process.

She collapsed onto the soft bed. Burying her head into the heaps of pillows. What was she going to do now? He had announced his dominance over her own. He would have her one way or another. She would never escape.

It would always be a game to him. He would rule over Vegetasei and over her. She would have rather died than to give into him. She saw no escape in anything anymore. If she ran, he would find her. She knew that, and she was sure that even if she destroyed herself, he would still be there smirking at her, with those dark pit less eyes.

She sighed as she laid there for several more long moments. Pondering how she would live her life now. She had never been to Vegetasei in her entire life. She had seen photos of it from soldiers who had gone there for military purposes. She had found it exotic, and beautiful. The sky was a deep red and the sun blasted a dark green onto the planet. It was the opposite of her home planet. 

She got up and walked over to the nightstand, which contained several of her more beloved items. The box with his face within it. The necklace that her father had given to her on her eighteenth birthday as a present for becoming a woman. And a lock of her hair from when she was a child.

She pulled the items out and looked at each one closely. What would become of this stuff? Would it be merely tossed aside, like she was about to? Or would it stay with her?

She gave a sad laugh. Vegeta would never permit her anything. She was chained down. She would always be a thing, not a truly respected person.

A loud knock came to her door. Bulma jumped up. She pressed down on her dress, and put the items away quickly. 

She walked slowly towards the door wondering who it was. As she opened the door, she saw Chi Chi and two towering men next to her.

"Your lady." Chi Chi swept a curtsy. Bulma looked curiously at the two men. The taller one had a serious look on his face and his hair ran down his back in sharp spikes. The second one had shorter hair and a grinning smile on his face. 

"What is it Chi?" Bulma couldn't help but wonder who the men were.

"If your ladyship won't argue, the Prince has requested that these two men be your guards from now on." Chi Chi looked nervously around her.

"Well you can tell the royal Prince that I don't need any guards." Bulma spat out.

"Please wait outside, gentlemen," Chi Chi said, as she ushered them outside.

Bulma turned her back towards the door and walked towards the bed. She ran an aggravated hand through her long blue hair. "I don't know what to do Chi. It's like I'm trapped in a nightmare, and I can't get out anymore than I want to."

Chi Chi looked sadly onto her friend. "I can't help you, Princess. As much as I wish I could, I can't. But the Queen has just told me that I will be accompanying you to Vegetasei. So maybe this isn't a lost cause yet."

Bulma gave a scream, and ran towards Chi Chi, hugging her with all her might. "Oh Chi, at least we'll be together!" 

After Bulma released Chi Chi, she answered quietly, "Milady understands that I will be there whenever she needs me. But I can only be there when requested by the Prince himself. If he were to order me out of a room, I have to obey."

Bulma nodded her head. "But at least we can go through this together. I won't feel so lonely, and sad in the process."

Chi Chi nodded. "I would never want you to be such distress. Do not worry Princess; your marriage to the Prince will be a good one. Do not worry."

"That's the thing I worry about. I barely know the Prince. He's an enigma, and a horrible one at it. And I don't think I want to get to know him. He was rude and arrogant this morning. I just can't stand him."

Chi Chi raised an eyebrow at the last comment, but didn't say anything. "Trust me, everything will be fine afterwards. I have to leave now, everything has to be packed. We're leaving today and the Prince wants everything in order and in check. I'm going to send over several servants to make sure everything you have is packed and ready to go."

Bulma nodded her head. She turned her back to Chi Chi as she pulled several items out of her dresser. She heard the door close quietly behind Chi Chi. She sighed as she sat on her bed.

They were truly leaving by the end of today, to a place unknown to her. She decided not to dwell on her thoughts alone, they could corrupt her.

***

Vegeta walked around the ship, making sure everything was in check. The engines were working fine, and the staff was in an air of rush. An extra room had been set up for the maiden who would accompany Bulma along on the trip. 

Radditz had expressed his urgency to return home, and Vegeta had granted that request due to the fact that staying on the blue planet made his feel strange.

Strange in an odd way. The planet was just so happy, they didn't know much about war, killing, destruction and how blood was shed everyday on an elite solider of Vegetasei. 

Vegeta was sure that they didn't want to know anymore that they should. If they knew he was a killer, and had killed men, women, and children for the empire… he didn't want to know what they would think of him. He hoped that the war among the worlds would end soon, for his sake and others among them.

His marriage would not be a happy one. As soon as he arrived on Vegetasei with his new mate, he would have to attend a military meeting and discuss about the possibility to take over the planet Morphan. Then the generals would argue about him, and whether or not he should leave and join in on the battle.

He had a commitment to her, but it was in him to kill. He had to leave. He knew that his father would be happy with the results, but what was he suppose to do?
 

A knock announced his guest. Vegeta answered in an annoyed voice, "Come in."

Kakarrot entered the room looking around for the Prince and spotted him sitting in a chair near the window. His slouched figure showed his fatigue and his impatience.

"What is it now Kakarrot?" Vegeta looked up to see the man who he had known his entire life span looking down at him nervously.

"You see… Well the maid that came with the Princess, well I was wondering, if she would need protection against those… who would harm her?" Kakarrot ended his words by inhaling sharply. Not knowing what else to say, he stood solid for a moment as Vegeta thought over the idea. 

"Fine Kakarrot, do whatever you want with her. I don't care. Now leave me." Kakarrot looked at Vegeta closely. He seemed tired and it looked as if he was being sucked into his own little world.

Kakarrot stepped back and began to walk out the door, when Vegeta's voice stopped him. "If you can, fetch the Princess and her maiden."

Kakarrot turned back and nodded his agreement and left the room, shutting the door quietly behind him.  

He walked down the halls of the ship, until he reached the main entrance of the ship. He began to punch numbers into the panel next to the large doors. Then suddenly the door opened from above and took Kakarrot outside to the green grass. 

He walked quickly towards the palace, taking great strides. Upon reaching the palace, he nodded towards two of the palace guards, and scanned the area around him. He noticed the great hall which lead to the dining hall, and then he noticed the fine hall which lead to the chambers.

He took the route and reached the Princess's door in a few minutes. He breathed silently as he knocked on the door.

***

Bulma walked silently through the halls after the guard. Her eyes were glued to the ground. Her parents had insisted that they meet up with her before she left. No remorse or sadness. They were impassive. 

She doubted that her parents would worry much about her. It was as if they were immune to emotions. It didn't matter anymore, because in a few days she would land on another planet and recreate her life as it is.

She stopped abruptly as the guard stopped in front of her. She looked up and saw the largest ship in her life. The outer layer of the ship was a bright silver that sparkled in the sunlight. 

She watched curiously as the guard pressed a few buttons on the panel next to the entrance. Then with a slight hissing noise, the door opened, revealing the inside of the ship. The guard walked in and Bulma followed him in slowly.

The interior was white, and the lights above her made everything seem so pale. She looked around and noticed doors on each side of the ship. She couldn't help and admit that this was a rather impressive ship. She continued to walk along the corridors with her guard. He rounded a corner, and stopped in front of a door.

He pressed a button on the door, and a gruff voice echoed through the hall. "What is it?"

"She's here, sir. I just wanted to inform you."

"Let her in," said the voice.

Bulma knew that voice. That voice… She watched as the guard ushered her in, then shut the door behind him. No escape. She was here, and she would have to deal with him… and everything he was.

The room was dark. The only light that came in was from the window that looked out into her world. But dark curtains had covered that up, so that barely any light was visible through them. 

A shadow in the dark. A dark mist covered her body. She felt cold, even though she was sure that the room was well adjusted. 

She watched as Vegeta stepped out from next to the dark curtains. She could only see a shadow of himself, nothing more.

He walked up to her slowly, like a wounded animal, taking his time with her. Her breathe hitched a bit as she noticed his dark stare. She couldn't see his eyes, but she knew they were staring at her intensely.

***

Well that's the end of chapter three. Hope you all enjoyed it. I'm going to run off now, and hopefully write more.