(Somewhere in Space...)

"Stupid fucking monkeys!" a light skinned creature cursed as he blasted one of his guards to bits. Though the creature was small in size he was very powerful.

"Why didn't you blow up the planet like you wanted to?" a blue skinned creature asked his "master". Though he worked for the short man he did not like him and had hoped that someone would kill the little man. He himself could not do it because he was not as strong as his master or his master's five flunky's.

"Because, Zarbon, the planet had no lifeforms on it and I wanted the Sayians to be on it when I blew it up!" the creature known as Frieza whined. Zarbon nodded. He was glad the Sayians had escaped because they were his allies, unbeknown to Frieza, and they were going to kill Frieza when the time was right. Apparently they had realized what was going on before Zarbon had a chance to tell them, but how? "Where did they all go?" he asked his second in command. "It's like they disappeared. Could they have known?" It seemed that he was not the only one irked about it. He would have to find Vegeta and contact him to let him know of his master's plan.

(On Earth...)

Goku's face registered complete shock as he took in all that Bulma was telling him at this moment. She was his sister, he had a father named Bardock, who looked like his twin, and he had an older brother named Radditz. They were all Sayians from Planet Vegeta-sei and she was the last Blue Sayian, a powerful Sayian breed.

"Okay, so..." he faded off. "This is mind blowing!" Bulma smiled sadly.

"I said the same thing just days ago. Father would like to meet you and then you can meet our brother." Goku nodded as he followed her into Mr. Briefs' lab. A dark haired man turned to look at him and when their charcoal eyes met they both knew that they were one in the same.

"Father?" Goku said questionably. The man nodded. Without a second thought, as Bulma had done days before, Goku launched himself at his father and hugged him. The man was not as shocked as he was when Bulma had, but he still looked so confused about their quick acceptance of him. When he released him, Goku turned to Bulma. "So, that boy out there is our prince?" Bulma nodded. "And he is the Legendary?" She nodded again. "Do you think that he will spar with me?" Bulma sweat dropped. Just like Goku to think about fighting someone who was stronger than him.

"Go ask him." Goku was gone in the blink of an eye. Bulma turned to her fathers. "Need a hand?" They nodded as they began their work on the GR's.

Vegeta frowned when the odd ball Sayian walked up to him.

"Wanna spar?" he asked with enthusiasm. Vegeta looked at him, baffled. The wind brushed by them, making the trees sway. Goku looked in anticipation at Vegeta, awaiting his response. Finally Vegeta got frustrated at the fact that Goku did not leave.

"Sure, whatever." He covered his ears at the cry of happiness that was emitted from Goku.

"We can use Bulma's GR." Vegeta followed Goku's excited form as he ran toward a large circular building that was about thirty or so feet from the house. It had several round windows and was gray with a blue line that ran around the diameter of the building. He continued to follow Goku into the large building which was not much different than the outside, except for the blue line. In the middle of the room was a long, semi-large cylinder with buttons and a small screen. Goku walked past that to spot on the far wall's floor. "Down here is her small apartment and that thing in the middle of the room controls the g's in this room." Vegeta walked over to the panel and noticed that the gravity for training was set at a staggering thee hundred times Earth's gravity. This amazed Vegeta and though he wanted to press the button to feel what that felt, he knew that he could not. "Hey, set it for fifty and let's work our way up to two hundred." Vegeta pushed a few buttons, something in his mind telling him what to do. It was almost as if he had been doing this all his life. When the gravity hit him he had to force himself to stay still. Goku moved over to him with such finest that Vegeta grew angry and when he did the gravity began to bother him less.

"Ready?" Vegeta gritted out seconds before he flew as Goku.

(Three Weeks Later...)

Bulma watched with glee as all the Sayians stood before their gravity chamber. Instead of making hundreds to give to pairs of Sayians, she made just one large one that resembled a school gym. It was separated into three different chambers so that groups of Sayians could train together in their own comfortable gravity setting. The Sayians had grown comfortable living with her parents and now they could really train as she had heard them grumble that training in Earth's puny gravity. Her and her father had been discussing Frieza and when he would more than likely arrive. They were both sure that he had noticed the lack of Sayians on Planet Vegeta-sei and would come looking for them. Frieza would probably destroy Earth for housing the Sayians once he figured out they were here. They needed to come up with a plan to defeat them.

(Later That Night...)

Bulma lay in her bed when she felt him. She didn't know how she knew it was him, but she did.

"What do you want?" she grumbled. The man stepped from the shadows, his onyx eyes gleamed in the moonlight that filtered in from her open window, but he said no words as he moved closer to her bed. "Vegeta, I said what do you want?" Without warning he was on top of her, his warm lips seeking out her own. She could not deny the feeling of pleasure that made her body go limp. His hands roamed over her gown covered body. Oh, how good that felt. She had never felt so good, but then again she had never had a man in her room in the middle of the night touching her body as he was. Unlike all the men before him, she did not feel wrong for his touches, his caresses. She let a moan escape her now free lips as his mouth hovered above her taunt nipple, never touching it, but letting his breath caress it. She arched her body toward this heat, wanting it to envelope her. His hands lightly caressed her sides, lightly caressing the sides of her aching breasts.

"I want you," he whispered. Bulma's eyes closed as he slid farther down her body to the juncture between her leg, but still he did not touch her, his mouth hovered over her covered womanhood. She twisted her pale, slender fingers into his dark mane, trying to force him to kiss her aching womanhood. He smirked as he bent down and kissed her where she wanted him to. Her body arched a little as the small gesture made electricity shoot through her body.

"Vegeta," she moaned as he removed her gown with one twist of his wrist. She lay before him in only her thong. He smirked.

"A thong, Onna?" Bulma looked up at him through a haze of lust and smirked.

"I'm not a child nor am I an old woman, Vegeta." Without a word her kissed her womanhood again before heading up to her taunt, awaiting nipples. Her moans filled the room as she tugged his head closer, her hands tightening in his mane. After what seemed like hours to her, he tore off her panties and moved toward her entrance, his finger rubbing circles on her pleasure spot.

"You are a virgin," he whispered in awe as he hit her barrier. She nodded as the pain filled her for one second. "Bulma," was all he managed to say before she impaled him entirely in her. Both hissed. Her at his size and him at her tightness. Her fingers wandered down his back till they came to his tail. The fur was smooth under her fingers and then she touched the base. His body tensed under hers and she thought that she had hurt him, but then he started to move above her, his pace quickening. A moan escaped his throat as the pleasure began to build up. Soon she was moaning his name and digging her long nails into his back, holding on for dear life. Their completion hit them both at once as they both bit each other in the shoulder. As the pleasure burned through them they drank each other's blood, completing the bond that had already started to form years before without knowledge or notice. They laid in each other's embrace as the pleasure ebbed and they fell asleep.

"Bulma," a voice whispered in disbelief of what had taken place behind the door of his ex's room. He had truly lost her. With his head down he headed to his own room where one girl, that he was unaware of cared for him, waited up for him.

Okay, a little fast, but I wanted this to be unexpected in how they would get together. No building up to it. That would be expected. Sure, they bonded, but does that mean that they care? Find out... Read and review...