So, here is the newest chapter; with some surprises! I decided to post an additional one again this week. Hope you will enjoy it!

Chapter 11

Gift

Bulma stood there shocked; she couldn't believe her eyes. Four months passed, since she and Vegeta got back from Inthros and she hasn't seen him since then. First, he was assigned to lead the invasion against the planet what the Inthros wanted with agreement of the trade, then he was stationed on the secondary headquarter to help to coordinate the attacks against the enemy. She missed him so much, that she even felt physical pain, more so as she was also worried, that he might die. It didn't help that she knew how crazy she was; love had no logic at all. He was just walking out from the royal wing and stopped before the entrance, when he felt her Ki and turned around. They were looking at each other silently for a while, before she couldn't help herself. She run to him and hugged him tight. Vegeta wasn't prepared for this and almost staggered, while he heard her whispering:

"I missed you so much!"

He had no idea, what to do. Truth was, he also missed her, but it took him a whole month to figure it out. He had no real attachments before, not even to his home planet as he was away a lot of times. Sure, it was a good feeling that he had a home where he could come back, but as he got used to all the travelling, he was never homesick. First, he caught himself, that he was thinking about her at nights and sometimes even during the day when the fights were on pause and he could rest. He was angry and confused at the same time; he wanted to see her. Why? First he thought it was physical craving, but even though he was with a few women while he conquered the planet, it wasn't satisfactory at all; he wanted her. Now, while it was physically nice to feel her body pressed against his own, he also felt something else, which he couldn't quite define. She wrapped her arms around his neck and now she pulled back and looked into his eyes. Why was she missing him? He should have been her enemy; his race destroyed her home, kept her as slave, yet somehow, she seemed to be attached to him. It was beyond logic and he heard himself asking:

"Why?"

"I don't expect you to understand it, not now, maybe not ever" She answered with a sad smile then she kissed him.

He responded instantly, unable to restrain himself. It was such a long time ago, when they kissed on the spaceship; he really craved it. He was partly aware that they were on the floor, but as it was quite late, it was unlikely that somebody would see them. Still, he lifted her up, not breaking the kiss and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Without any effort he entered the royal wing with her in his arms and went into his room. As he closed the door, he pressed her against it, while their lips were still locked. He felt her sweet scent and became aware how her breast hardened. He grabbed one with his hand and squeezed it, causing her to shiver. This time, Bulma was sure, she wanted to sleep with him. She gave up reasoning with herself, she also gave up on the idea, having him emotionally, at least right now. If she can have his physically, that would be enough. It has to be enough, as there was no alternative. She helped him remove her overall and he removed his own armour within an instant. As she was standing in front of him in her underwear she couldn't miss his hungry look as he run his eyes through her body. The Prince only had his boxer on and once again, Bulma could see his perfect body. It was dark in outside, but the stars where shining through the windows and they could see each other quite clearly. She touched his chest and run her fingers through it, then he grabbed her again and they ended up in his bed, on top of each other. She felt her lower body throbbing; she wanted to have him inside her and she was relieved when they both got rid of their underwears. She felt his manhood pressed against her leg and she slid down to have it at the right place. She wasn't sure, whether he just never heard of foreplay or he was just too aroused, she was glad that he entered her almost instantly. Vegeta felt how she shivered under his touch and he was surprised that she was so wet. As he only had sex with women who were not willingly doing it with him, he never expected this. He felt a small resistance at one point, and when he broke through she winced. He stopped and broke the kiss to look at her, but she pulled him back and kissed him feverishly. While she felt a small pain inside her lower body, it wasn't really bad and she was still too aroused to stop. She was relieved when he continued to enter her and the pain almost instantly subdued and once again, she was enjoying his touch and his closeness. As he began moving inside her, she moaned with pleasure and her whole body was on fire. Vegeta was shocked by the passion she had and even the power she threw up her hip to meet him was unexpected. First, he was sure she wasn't a virgin any more, given the way how they kissed in the lab and on the spaceship, but now he felt it; it was her first time being with a man. He heard her crying out his name as she reached the climax, but he went on and she came again, before he also reached the peek an ejaculated inside her. As he rolled off, she snuggled close to him and her breasts were pressed against his arm. She was fully out of breath, her face was red, but she looked beautiful.

Somehow he fell asleep and when he woke up a few hours later, naked under the blanket; he had no idea, what happened. Then it hit him; he slept with her, it wasn't just a dream. Without looking at his right sight, he knew she wasn't there anymore; her Ki was gone. She was gone. It was good, he doesn't have to threw her out. At least she was aware, that last night, didn't mean a thing for him. It was no wonder he fell asleep, but he was still angry with himself, for letting his guard down in front of her. Still, fact remained that he hasn't slept more than a few hours since days as all the strategic meetings took up most of his time, not to mentioning all the tasks, he had to organise. Only his will-power was keeping him awake during his last day there. He got up and went to have a shower, while he tried to gather his thoughts. He had his own bathroom connected to his room; which was quite spacious in itself. The toilet was separated by an other door, while in the bathroom he both had shower and a huge bathtub. Everything was white and spotless, his belongings placed in a strict order on the shelves. He also had a sink, with a big mirror placed above it, with built-in spotlights. He threw a glance at the bathtub and walked to the shower instead. He needed cold water to come to his senses, not a hot bath to relax. As he stepped in and felt the water running down his body, his senses became sharp once again. Soaking under the water, he remembered how she stopped him on the spaceship a few months ago, while yesterday, it was clear that she had no objections, at all. As he tried to figure out what might have changed her mind, he cursed, outraged by the fact that he was thinking about it, when he had better things to do. He had an attack to organise and he will have to leave soon, to get back to the secondary headquarter. He shouldn't give a damn about her thoughts or motivations. Now that he got her, he could finally move on… but deep down he felt, that it won't be possible. Even now, only a few hours after their intercourse, he knew that nothing changed or actually… he just wanted to have her even more. Why? He was never interested in any women, especially not after he raped them. Fact was, what happened yesterday wasn't a rape, not by a long shot, still… was her passion and willingness causing him to fail to forget her? Partly so, but he felt like there was something else as well, something what he couldn't quite explain, not even to himself. He cleaned up, stepped out from the shower and wrapped a white towel around his waist, while he dried his hair. He threw and angry look toward his reflexion in the mirror, before proceeding to his room and getting dressed.

Bulma was already working in the lab, or she was trying to at least. Karris was out in the hangar and as the rest of the scientist were on other planets, she had the whole place for herself. She was happy and sad at the same time, but she was glad she decided to take the next step and spent the night with him. Whatever might happen, she will never regret that decision. Still, once he felt asleep, she knew she had to go. She was sure, he wouldn't want to wake up next to her and cuddle. She sighed, thinking how she would have preferred to sleep in his strong arms, instead of leaving. She looked at his face for a few minutes, enjoying that she could do it, without him ever knowing it, before she got out of the bed. He must have been exhausted, as he never woke up during her attempt to get out. She hardly bothered to take a look at the room; she saw that it was big, the bed was huge and comfortable and just like the other chambers, it had no decoration at all. She saw a door leading to a bathroom and took out the shape of a couch and two armchairs and as she walked to the door she also saw some wardrobes. The sheets on the bed and the couch with the armchair were most probably sapphire shade of blue, but it was hard to determine only by the starlight. She took a shower and went back to her chamber to sleep, but after a few hours she woke up and couldn't sleep back any longer. When she finally gave up, she decided to go to the lab and start an early day, by working on her current project. Yet her mind refused to concentrate on work, she caught herself recalling the happening of their encounter. She never expected it to be so overwhelming and now, she was more in love than ever. Also while she wouldn't call Vegeta gentle, he wasn't really rough either, he even noticed when she felt the pain and stopped for a second. She felt fatigued and tired, while on the other hand, she was full with energy. She had no idea, what to expect seeing him again and what made it worse, she had no information about how long he will stay on Vegetasei. The war was still ongoing, more intense than ever and most of the saiyans were out there, fighting to defend their territories. For once, the slaves all over the planets were actually glad for their presence, as right now saiyans were the lesser evil, compared to the new enemy.

"Hey Woman!" Bulma heard Vegeta's voice a couple of hours later.

She wasn't expecting to see him again so soon, but it looked like he had some urgent business with her as there was no other explanation. She forced herself to act natural, first checking out his behaviour. Her guess was, that last night wasn't even worth mentioning in his eyes, she knew that it had no special meaning for him. As strange as it was, she was able to accept it, still she felt how much it hurt her. The only other way was not to have him at all and that was way more painful than this. She knew she was silly, she might have been able to get a proper boyfriend (most certainly not a saiyan); she had the looks and the brain, but she wanted him. She turned around and saw him standing in the doorway, with his arms crossed on his chest. As usual, he was wearing his saiyan armour.

"You see, you should be able to remember my name by now; it's Bulma. Stop calling me Woman all the time!"

The Prince decided to ignore her remark and he was relieved that she behaved like she usually did; she started to argue.

"I have something for you, come with me!"

"What?"

Now she was confused; it almost sounded like he wanted to give her a present, a gift of some kind. It was so not like him, that she remained sitting, unable to fully comprehend his words.

"Don't make me repeat myself!" He called and left.

Bulma stood up and followed him, having no idea, what to expect.

"Where are we going?"

"Stop pestering me, you will see in time!"

She was so insufferable with all her questions. He wanted to give it to her the night before, that's why he left the royal wing, where they met. Then… he got distracted and forgot all about his original intentions, but now he remembered and he had to handle it. They stopped at the end of the floor by the sleeping chambers and he opened one of the doors, revealing a man in his 20s, sitting on the floor. His face was a bit beaten up and his short brown hair also partly covered a minor head injury. His green eyes looked at the Prince with so much hatred, that it was shocking. He had a similar white overall on as Bulma and it confused her as she has never seen the man before, although the uniform would indicate, that he was a scientist.

"He was one of the best scientists on the planet which we cleaned out for the Inthros, I got him for you."

"Excuse me?" She asked back, gaping at him.

"You were constantly complaining how you always have too much to do and an extra hand would be required, so here you go!"

This time, Bulma turned to the man and asked:

"Sorry, can you excuse us, just for a sec?"

Without waiting for his answer (though she couldn't miss his confused face), she closed the door, shutting him inside and grabbed Vegeta's arm, pulling him away from the door, to the other side of the floor.

"What do you think you are doing?" He asked and pulled away his arm angrily.

"Me? What the hell are you doing? You sounded like you are giving him to me, as a gift or something!"

"So?"

"Vegeta, you cannot treat people as mere objects; you cannot give a person to an other person like he is some kind of tool! Owning somebody is wrong."

He had no idea, what she was talking about or what to reply to that. He expected her to be happy upon receiving an extra hand, resulting to lessen her workload, yet she seemed angry.

"Fine, if you don't want him, I will kill him!" He shouted and stepped forward, but stopped as she jumped in front of him and shielded the door with her body, protesting:

"No, stop! You are missing the whole point! I do need him, just not the way you think…"

He looked at her as she was seemingly struggling with something. Right now he had no idea, what was going on in her mind and he seriously doubted he will ever understand her. Not that he wanted to or cared! Finally she sighed, then smiled at him saying:

"Thank you!"

She just realised something; while the way he was doing it was entirely wrong, the fact that he got an extra scientist to lessen her work was nice; it almost suggested he cared about her on some level. Bulma never suspected he might be concerned about her, yet some of his actions were clear indications towards this.

"You better not miss any deadlines and start working with him immediately!" The Prince called and left.

When he decided to spare the scientist's life a month ago, he was bewildered by his own actions. He kept telling himself it had no significance; other saiyans also bought back useful slaves to Vegetasei or to the colonies all the time. Even so, at that time he was thinking about her, not about the general usefulness of the man, lying on the ground in front of him. When he showed to be unwilling to work for the saiyans, he also used her logic to force him to change his mind; he threatened to kill the man's wife and suddenly he complied. While he was willing to give up his own life, it turned out, he would do anything to save his woman's life, which was ridiculous and pathetic.

"I'm so terribly sorry!" Bulma said a few minute later, when she led the new scientist out and they entered the lab.

"You don't have to be, it's not your fault" He answered with a sigh. "I just really hope, that in case I will work properly, he won't kill her."

"Who?"

"My wife. He is keeping her hostage in a cell, forcing me to work here."

"I see. I know this will sound crazy, but you are the second slave, he bothered enough with not to kill and transport here. In a way, you are lucky, even though I know how wrong that sounds."

"Maybe you are right…" He agreed looking on the ground with a troubled face, before meeting her eyes saying: "My name is Tesh, I'm from Bahle, where I was working at the most advanced science centre with my wife; Tima."

"I'm Bulma and I'm from Earth, which is occupied by another race now, just like your home planet."

"How long do you work here?"

"It's more than 5 years now; I arrived here when I was 13. But before that, I spent more than 3 years on Aoi-sei, working in the mines, so this was quite a nice change, considering everything."

As she talked with him, she found him ok and she was sure he would be a good addition to the team. It turned out, her wife was also a scientist, so over time when he proved himself wordy, they might also let her work here; meaning that she actually got two extra members, not just one. Karris was also happy when he met Tesh and even though Tesh himself was looking at the saiyan with hate, he soon realized that he really wasn't like the rest of them, nor was Kakarott, who dropped by a couple of times, whenever he had a chance.

Quite many thing happened in this chapter – as promised. I still struggle a bit whenever I write lemon scenes, so I would be interested what you think Also, Vegeta is changing a lot, but he has still a long way ahead of him!