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Warning:
-Some characters may seem OOC. But it depends on your POV. Personally I think they're not OOC, I'm just showing a side of them that they don't normally show. ;D
-This story is ORIGINALLY by TokyoHanon97.

His Blue-Haired Beauty

"I would like to thank you all for coming tonight; for tonight I will present to you all your future queen, Bulma." I announce with pride. I turn to my right where black curtains begin to rise; everyone watch as they reveal my queen. I feel with lust grow within me as I watch her walk towards me, the dress I sent to her fits her perfectly.

The dress is white and holds itself from her neck; hugging her in all the right places. It's open in the front revealing most of her chest; the necklace I gave her sits in between her breast. I take a quick glance at the crowd behind me and notice that most of the men can't take their eyes off her; a small growl grows within my chest.

'Back off bitches; she's mine.'

I turn my attention back to my queen. I watch as she walk towards me; my eyes wander to the low-right side of the dress where its cut open revealing her creamy leg with every step, lust begins to grow within me once more at the thought of making her mine again.

'After this I'll make her mine once more; I can already feel her soft skin under my fingertips. I can hear her calling my name; beg me to take her.'

My thoughts are interrupted by a pair of blue eyes; which seem to hypnotize me every time I look at them. She smiles at me as our eyes met, I smirk and take her hand; causing her to blush. We both turn towards the crowd below us.

"My People, here with me I have your new Queen," people began to cheer; I raise my hand to silence them. "Tonight we celebrate, for tonight I make her my mate." At my last words people cheered; I smirk in triumph. I take a glance at Bulma; her smile is filled with happiness, "and now we shall give a toast."

A servant quickly made her way towards us; two wine glasses filled with champagne on a tray. As the servant bows, we both take a cup; everyone below us takes their own cup and raises them to the air; waiting my signal.

"Now a toast," Bulma and I raise our champagne; she looks over to me and smiles, "to Bulma, my mate and Queen."

"To Bulma!" Everyone repeats in unison and raise their glass higher. I look at Bulma as I drink my champagne; she looks back at me. Once we are done, Bulma turns to the crowd.

"I would like to make a toast," everyone, including me, seem a bit surprised at this. We all watch as she speaks; raising her wine glass in the air. "To King Vegeta, my mate and our King; long live the King." She says with a big smile on her face.

Everyone repeats in unison her last words, "Long live the King." She watches me as I drink my champagne; I do that same. Once the toast has ended music starts to play; everyone begins to chat among themselves.

'Everything is going according to plan. You're mine now; my blue-haired beauty.'

The servant returns and takes our empty wine glasses. I take Bulma's hand and pull her close; my lips near her ear.

"You have done well, for now let's go and join the others, but tonight you shall be rewarded." I whisper in her ear. My hand moves from her waist and travels upward; my tail rubs her exposed leg. I can feel her relaxing under my touch. She turns and leans in towards me; her lips near my ear.

"Well then, let's make this quickly shall we?" A growl grows within my chest at her simple words; they are filled with lust and excitement. She turns and walks a few steps towards the stairs; turning to give me a seductive smile. I walk to her with a smirk on lips.

'You're mine, completely mine.'

I wrap my arm around her waist once more and pull her close to me; before walking down the stairs to join the coward below. Everyone turns and watches us as we arrive to the last steps; they bow in respect. Soon we are surrounded by many people, both Saiyans and humans; wanting to see my woman. I pull her as close as I can to me as they approach us.

After meeting some of our subjects I pull us away from the crowd and towards the center of the ball room; everyone becomes silent and the music stops. The conductor looks towards me; awaiting my signal. I give the conductor a nod and he starts the music. The song starts out slow and seductive.

You have come here
in pursuit of
your deepest urge,
in pursuit of
that wish,
which till now
has been silent,
silent . . .

I take Bulma's hand and pull her close to me; her back against my chest. She looks at me a bit confused; she listens to the song she understands what's going on.

I have brought you,
that our passions
may fuse and merge -

She lets herself be taken by the music; letting me guide her threw it. She wraps her arms around my neck; my hands slide against her dress and press her against me.

In your mind
you've already
succumbed to me
dropped all defences
completely succumbed to me -

I spin her and stare into her ocean eyes; my right hand holds her on to me. I feel her body relax under me.

Now you are here with me:
no second thoughts,
you've decided,
decided . . .

Everyone watches as we dance together slow and seductive; I enjoy every minute of it. Soon our bodies begin to entwine as we dance; following the words of the song.

Past the point
of no return -
no backward glances:
our games of make believe
are at an end . . .

She holds me with one hand as I dip her in a circle.

Past all thought
of "if" or "when" -

I let her go and she walks around me very seductively; my eyes never leave her as she does. Her hand dancing playfully on my shoulders.

No use resisting:
abandon thought,
and let the dream
descend . . .

I take her hand and spin her until she is pressed against me. I snuggle my nose in her neck and take in her scent; so sweet and inviting.

What raging fire
shall flood the soul?
What rich desire
unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction
lies before
us . . .?

We move together back and forth; my hand against her back and hers against my neck.

Past the point
of no return,
the final threshold -
what warm,
unspoken secrets
will we learn?
Beyond the point
of no return . . .

I let her go as she walks a few steps away from me.

You have brought me
to that moment
where words run dry,
to that moment
where speech
disappears
into silence,
silence . . .

She looks at me; her stare is seductive and filled with lust.

I have come here,
hardly knowing
the reason why . . .

She looks down as if wondering or doubting; this causes me to frown.

In my mind,
I've already
imagined our
bodies entwining
defenseless and silent -
and now I am
here with you:
no second thoughts,

She turns her pretty blue eyes back to me; all my doubts disappear.

I've decided,
decided . . .

I smirk and extend my hand out to her; she walks towards me.

Past the point
of no return -
no going back now:
our passion-play
has now, at last,
begun . . .

Past all thought
of right or wrong -
one final question:
how long should we
two wait, before
we're one . . .?

When will the blood
begin to race
the sleeping bud
burst into bloom?
When will the flames,
at last, consume
us . . .?

Soon we begin to dance together once more; everyone watches with amazement.

Past the point
of no return
the final threshold -
the bridge
is crossed, so stand
and watch it burn . . .
We've passed the point
of no return . . .

I dip her as the music slows down once more; as I bring her up I smirk in triumph.

'You're all mine; all mine.'

I try to catch my breath as Vegeta raises me, as I do, I notice a smirk on Vegeta's lips; this makes me blush like crazy. As the song ends I have my left hand wrapped around his neck while he holds my right leg up against his hip. The song ended, but we keep staring at each other; everyone goes crazy cheering and clapping. I don't notice that I'm leaning into him until we are centimeters apart; out lips almost touching. The crowd keeps cheering but we don't pay attention to them; we are in our own world.

Slowly he lets go of my leg; I remove my arm from he's neck. He takes my hand and leads me away from the dance floor and towards, what looks like, our table. I take my seat beside him and watch as everyone begins to dance once more. Vegeta watches as he waits for he's food to be served; I sit quietly besides him.

A thought occurs to me while we were dancing; it seems a bit stupid and childish now, but I still want to ask.

'Should I do it now?'

I take a quick glance at him; hoping he won't notice me staring at him. Sadly for me, he does. Quickly I turn my attention back to the people dancing.

'Should I wait until later? Maybe I should do it now; will he get mad if I even ask? I'll wait until later.'

I open my mouth to speak but am interrupted by a servant and quickly shut it. Vegeta looks away from me and towards the servant; an annoyed look on his face.

'Did he know I was going to ask him something? He probably did, that's why his looking at the servant like that.'

I turn my attention to the servant; he too has caught the annoyed look that Vegeta sent towards him. He gulps before speaking.

"Your Majesty, your dinner is ready." His words are a little shaking; I can tell he's nervous.

"Hn." The servant looks towards, what looks like the entrance of the kitchen. Many servant boys come in with trays of food; they all set them on the table before bowing and leaving.

'I should tell him later; when we are alone. Just in case; I don't want to make a scene.'

I follow Vegeta as we leave the ball room and enter the hallways. I feel a bit nervous and unsure of how to ask him. He looks towards me; something tells me he has noticed that something's wrong. I look down and keep walking beside him; soon we arrive to our room.

"What is it? What has been bothering you?" Vegeta asks as he removes his armor, I'm sitting on the bed, looking towards the floor. I begin to get nervous.

'I'm not sure how I should say this; damn it! Come on Bulma talk; he'll get impatient.'

"Out with it woman!" He raises his voice a little; I flinch. I breathe in and prepare myself to speak.

"I...I've been having some weird thoughts." Vegeta is just removing his last piece of armor; he lets it drop to the floor.

"What about?"

"A...About you." He walks towards me as I continue. "The thoughts seem to be recent, as if I was think about it yesterday."

"What are those thoughts exactly?" I notice a bit of anger in his voice; I begin to play with my dress.

"They...the thoughts...seem to be of...hatred towards you," I look up and see a pair of dark, almost empty, eyes staring at me; it frightens me.

"Forget about them. They are nothing." With that he walks away from me and towards the closet.

"There's more," the sound of his footsteps disappear; I know that he's listening. I again a bit of strength and continue. "I had a dream where you killed my friends and I hated you. I don't know if it was a dream or memories, it felt like a memory; everything felt so real." I stood up and walked around. "I watch as you killed all the people I know. Something in my told me for sure that they were memories of what happened when... when you came to Earth with the other Saiyans." I touch my forehead as the memories come back, "there was so much blood everywhere. I was watching it on television, but even so I felt like I was there, with everyone." I didn't notice the sound of footsteps heading towards me. "The only thing that came to mind was sadness. I was so sad because you... you were killing my friends. I felt scared; scared for what would happen. But mostly. . . mostly hatred." The thoughts and memories came back to me. "So many hate towards you. I hated that you. . . you killed my friends. The only thing that came to mind was that you. . . . You are a heartless monster," I look up and see him in front of me; he's angry and staring me down.

"You will forget about all that! That is nothing, it isn't true."

"If it isn't' true then why does it come to my mind in the first place? Aren't those memories and feelings? WHY!" Before I knew it I'm on the floor touching my burning cheek.

'He slapped me, why? What did I do?'

I stare at him in shock and fear; tears form in my eyes. He kneels down towards me; I back away a little, quickly, he takes my hand and pull me close to him; I stare into his empty eyes.

'Is he really a Heartless Monster?'

Part of me tells me to pull away from him, but I'm too scared to even move.

"Listen, woman, you must forget about that. None of that happened. It is all a lie." I begin to shake in fear under his grip; doubt struck me.

"But Vegeta; they felt so real. Why? If it's a lie then why did it even come to mind? If it didn't happen then why? Why do I rememb-"

Before I finished the sentence his hand struck me again; I fell straight to the ground. My eyes and cheek began to burn; tears formed in my eyes.

"It's all a LIE!" His hand struck once more, "They're just stupid ideas that your stupid mind made up, IT'S NOT REAL!" He hit me three times before letting me go; I fell to the ground making a loud thump. Pain filled up inside me; tears feel to the ground. I can feel his movements; he walks until he's, once again, in front of me. I keep my head down to the floor in fear of what might happen next if I look up; scared to be hit once more.

I feel his hand carefully on my chin and tilt my head forward. My eyes meet his; those dark angry eyes.

"Listen," I stare at him; he glares back. "All that is a lie. It's not true; forget about it. They are nothing." A few tears fell, others rolled down my cheeks; soon they stopped. "I saved you from the loneliness! You were just a peasant alone and lost. I saved you."

I begin to remember days in which I use to be all alone in a house.

'He's right.'

I look away from him and towards the floor; letting a few tears fall once more.

"Look at me." He growled; lifting my gaze to him and meet those dark eyes once more. "You must forget about all those insane ideas. Do you understand?" I don't move; my tears have dried up. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" I nod slowly; afraid anger him more.

'He's right; completely right. They did feel a little foreign to me; almost unknown.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Your right my King. They were stupid thoughts. I'm sorry for angering you. Please forgive me my King." He smirks at my response.

I look to the floor in shame. Vegeta lets go of my chin and stands up. I watch as he stares down at me; he extends him arm out. I sit up and take it; slowly and cautiously. Before I'm completely up he pulls me towards him; almost spinning me in the process.

He wraps his arms around my waist; pressing me to him. I became a bit tense at the thought of what he might do next.

Vegeta presses me against him until the space between us is gone; our bodies fit together perfectly. I feel his breath tickling my neck.

"Good; now that we got that issue taken care of." He growls against my neck; it sends chills down my back. I close my eyes and listen to his words; my body relaxes under his touch. "Why don't we have some fun now?" He's voice sounds commanding but seductive. With one hand he moves my head out of his way; exposing my neck to him. Carefully and slowly he runs his tongue up and down it. I close my eyes and saver each moment. His right hand travels to the opening of my dress rubbing my exposed leg; leaning towards the inside of my thigh. This sends shivers down my back; I can't help but lean against his touch.

His left hand travels towards my breast; I gasp as he touches my exposed skin. I turn and stare at him; his eyes are filled with lust. He grabs my right leg and wraps it around his waist. His tail unwraps itself from his waist and wraps itself around my mid-thigh.

Our lips barely touch as we stare at each other for a few seconds before our lips crash with each sneaks his tongues into my mouth; I open my mouth and give him more access. My arms snake around him neck and press him to me. I wrap my left leg around his waist and he hold on to me from behind with one hand. His tail begins to rub my inner thigh; causing me to shiver in delight.

Out tongues begin to fight for dominance; I give in and let him win. His tongue begins to search and explore every inch of my mouth. As we continue to kiss Vegeta takes us to our bed. He lets go and places me carefully on the bed. I try to catch my breath as his eyes roam my whole body; even thought I still have my dress on I feel exposed to him.

"My precious Queen. You're finally mine." He whispers as his eyes explore my body. "Your body, soul, heart and mind belong to me. My blue-haired beauty." Vegeta begins to rub leg and inter thigh once more.

"My King." I whisper as I feel pleasure all over me. Vegeta extends out his hand out to me; gladly I take it and let him pull me to him. He brushes my hair away from my face; staring straight into my eyes.

"Tonight I'm just Vegeta. I want to hear you call me by my name tonight. Tonight it's just you and me."

"As you wish," I lean in closer until our lips are practically touching. "Vegeta." I call his name seductively; inviting him to me. I hear a small growl coming from his chest before he clashes our lips together. I feel his hand move towards my neck and remove the only thing that holds my dress together. Vegeta begins to kiss my jaw and slowly goes down; soon he reaches my neck.

"Oh Vegeta." Vegeta's hand begins to remove my dress. I run my hand across his rock-hard abs. I feel his lips near a sensitive part of my neck; I let out a small gasp. One of my hands moves towards his neck and press him against me.

"You're mine; my blue-haired beauty. You are my queen, my goddess and my mate. All mine." Suddenly I feel a sharp pain in my neck. I let a small cry of pain; soon it turns to pleasure. "Your forever mine; my goddess." Carefully I fall down and lay down on the bed; bringing him with me.

-Four Weeks Later-

I open my eyes slowly letting the sunlight hit my eyes. I was about to rise up when I feel an arm tighten its grip on my waist.

I lay back down; letting his arm pull me towards his body. I like the feeling of his skin against mine; it makes me feel safe.

After a while, I begin to drift into my dream world, but I'm pulled back to reality when I feel Vegeta's warmth leave me. Instantly I sit up and see Vegeta getting dressed; I clutch the bed sheets to my body.

I watch as he walks into the closet to change. I just sit on the bed; unsure of what to do. My stomach begins to hurt; it feels like its twisting and turning.

Vegeta walks out of the closet fully dressed in his spandex and usual Saiyan armor. He catches my glance; immediately I look away. I hear the echoes of his boots with each step as he walks towards me; soon they stop. Slowly, I look up and my eyes meet with his.

"My King."

Vegeta carefully touches my cheek with his hand and begins to rub it slowly. I lean into his touch; welcoming it in.

"My Queen." He looks at the bite mark he made four weeks ago; the mark that will forever show that I'm his. He leans in and takes my lips; soft at first. He bites my bottom lip demanding entrance; I give it to him. After a while he lets me go; staring into my eyes. "I must go now; I have some businesses to attend."

"As you wish my King." I respond with a small bow; a bit of sadness hides in my words.

"I will be back; that I can promise you." I smile at his response; glad that I will see him once more. He leans in and gives me one last kiss before leaving towards the door.

After he leaves I put my night gown on and rise from my place on the bed. I begin to walk calm towards the closet; wondering what I should wear today. When I arrive to the closet I stop as the feeling of dizziness takes over. I lean against the wall while I hold on to my head with my left hand; the dizziness continues.

After two or three minutes the dizziness goes away; leaving a weird taste in my mouth. I begin to choose my outfit for the day when the need to vomit comes to me like a strong wave. I bring my free hand to my mouth and walk out of the closet. I throw my things on the bed, which was being made by Maria, and run to the restroom; closing the door in the process.

'Not again.'

I kneel down next to the toilet and begin to vomit.

"My Lady, are you okay?"

I ignore her and keep vomiting for a minute or two. After I'm done I carefully get up; immediately the dizziness comes back to me. I walk to the sink slowly; hoping the dizziness would stop. One at the sink I turn on the water to clean my face.

'It's the second time this week, I haven't eaten yet.'

After two minutes the dizziness fades away; I feel weak and fall to the ground again.

There's a knock on the door; I can't even move let alone open it.

"My Lady, are you okay?" I don't reply. "My Lady?" I begin to lift myself from the floor; carefully and slowly. "I'm coming in." Maria opens the door and finds me leaning against the wall. "My Lady!" She walks by the toilet and sees the vomit; immediately covers her nose. She flushes the toilet before kneeling down towards me. The scent of vomit is everywhere; it's pretty strong. I can still taste it in my mouth; it sickness me. "My lady, are you alright?" I begin to feel fine after a few minutes.

"Yes, I'm fine. Please help me get my bath ready."

"Are you sure your Majesty? You don't look so well." She speaks with concern in her words.

"Yes, now help me to my bath."

"As you wish my lady." Maria replies; worry and fear in her voice.

Maria closes the lid on the toilet before helping me sit on it. I watch as she turns the hot water on and lets it run for a while. The steam from the hot water begins to fill the air; removing any trace of vomit.

"Your bath is ready you Majesty."

"Thank you Maria; you may leave now."

"Are you sure your Majesty?" Maria asks; her voice is filled with concern.

"Yes, I'm fine." Maria bows and leaves; closing the door behind her.

I take off my night gown and enter the hot bath. Once in my muscles being to relax; the hot water warms my body. My eye lid become heavy; I being to drift to sleep.

I am woken up by a sudden wave of pain; I sit up as it hits me. Slowly I rise from the bath tub and reach out for a towel. I grab the only towel available to my reach; a bloody red towel. As I wrap it around my body I notice that it's very small; it barely holds and reaches a bit higher than mid-thigh. I walk towards the sink and open the cubby doors; looking for a bigger towel. I kneel down to be able to search better.

As I search I begin to see a lot of packets of tampons and pads.

'Why are there so many packets?' I begin to wonder; curious as I take a big, black towel and close the cubby doors.

I let the red towel fall straight to the ground; while I wrap the black towel around my body. I open the bathroom door and walk to my, now neatly made, bed; I notice Maria bow as I pass.

"Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"

"Yes I'm feeling much better; thank you Maria." Maria bows at my response.

"I am here to serve you My Lady."

"You may leave now." A thought comes to mind; quickly, I catch Maria before she leaves."Maria wait; I have something to ask you." Maria turns towards me at my request.

"Yes your Majesty?"

"Do you put the pads in the bathroom?"

"Yes My Lady," She replied instantly.

"When and how many?"

"About once a week on Fridays; once I brought two packets just in case."

"Alright, that is all; thank you." Maria takes one last bow before exiting out the door.

Once she's gone I begin to get dressed; entering in deep thought.

'If she brings them one a week so there should be four packets; plus two more would be six. So why are there way more? This makes no sense; what's today?'

"Oh right it's..." I speak out loud; not finishing my sentence; suddenly I remember something very important. "Shit! It can't be..." I look into nothingness as I realize what's happening.

I'm sitting on the bed in my night gown watching as Vegeta gets ready for bed, nervously, I try to think of a way to start the conversation.

'Should I just come out and say it? Or maybe I should ask him about it first; seems like the best idea. Damn! I don't know.'

I take a deep breath and get ready to speak; nervous as hell.

"My King, I wish to ask you something," he stops mid tracks once he hears my words. I look to the ground; I hear his footsteps coming close to me until they stop. I look up and see him staring down at me; I feel weak under his stare.

"What is it?"

Immediately I look down; scared of what might happen.

"My King, what I wish to ask is a bit hard to explain, it's something that has been happening recently."

I look up and notice that Vegeta is getting a bit tense. He leans down towards me; scared, I don't move.

"And what exactly has been happening recently?" I notice anger in his tone. He gets closer to me; stares into my eyes, "It better not be those stupid and idiotic thoughts again."

"No, It's not that my King. I've been having pains and been feeling sick lately." Vegeta away when he heard my response; I sigh, almost in relief. I watch as he walks away from me.

"I've been feeling dizzy; sometimes I throw up. I've notice that...I'm... "

"You're what?" I look up and Vegeta's a few inches away, I hold in my breath; wondering if I should even continue, "Answer the question! You're what?"

"I'm...I'm late."

"Late?" He asks; almost confused."

"Yes, my...um..." I turn red; not sure if I should continue.

"Stop blabbering and speak up! If you don't then what ever you have to say is not worth my time," He begins to walk away; I do the only thing that comes to mind.

"My period didn't come."

"What?" He turns and looks at me.

"I need your advice My King; I was wondering if you know what's wrong with me; my period hasn't come and I've been feeling very sick."

I watch nervously as Vegeta enters into deep thought. Finally he looks at me; it seems as if he's got an answer. He approaches me calmly.

"I do not know what is wrong; we must got and consult the royal doctor."

It's been two hours since the royal doctor has examined me. I'm sitting on a medical bed; completely nervous and confused. Vegeta is standing next to me. I take a glance at him; wondering what he's thinking about. He catches my glance; quickly I look away. Soon my attention goes to Kwash, who's standing near the door; tapping his foot on the floor.

The air is filled with nervous tension; no one speaks and on one moves. Suddenly the doctor comes in; I look up and notice that Vegeta and Kwash also turn their attention to him.

The Doctor bows at us before speaking; I begin to bite my lip as a bit of sweat rolled down my forehead.

"Your Majesty, I am Dr. Paris; I have the results of the test that we did on her Highness." Doctor Paris looks towards me; he's not the only one. I begin to get more and more nervous he speaks. "After all the exams I am gladly to inform that you will soon have another heir to the throne."

Something cracks inside of me when I hear those exact words; my eyes widen in shock.

'Another heir? No...it can't be...I'm...I'm pregnant.'

I look over to Vegeta and see something I've never seen before; he seems to almost be smiling, almost; it's a smirk but almost a smile. I turn to Kwash and see that he seems a bit happy to; shocked but happy.

"This is wonderful news." Vegeta response, his smirk growing bigger.

"Yes very wonderful," The Doctor replies.

"How far along is she?" Kwash asks; curiosity drowns his words.

I watch as Dr. Paris look over his clipboard; that is one of the many questions swarming in my head.

"We think she's about three or four weeks," Vegeta smirks at the doctor's answer; he is very pleased.

My mind begins to fill with so many questions...

"So I'm going to have a baby brother?" Kwash asks; he's very anxious and curious to know.

I look to the floor and take all the doctor's words in.

"We are still not sure about the gender; but we are happy to inform that it is growing rapidly and it seems to be very healthy."

'I'm pregnant; I am caring the King's child. This is great news; isn't it? It is. . '

I look around the room and watch very one's happy face as they continue to talk about the unborn baby.

'It is; so why am I the only one who isn't happy? Why? I should be happy to be caring Vegeta's child. So why?'

I hear my own voice from a memory speak in my head.

"I'd sooner die then have your baby!"

Suddenly I realize why I am not happy about this baby...I need to remember, remember what happened. Vegeta said that before he pulled me out of the house, I had banged my head and suffered memory loss, and that the counseling chamber helped me get most of it back.

If I wanted to know, I should ask now; because even though Vegeta will punish me if he needs to; he won't strike if I'm with child.

A smile grows on my face at this thought, the others think of it as joy, but I know the truth.

Vegeta wouldn't dare risk harming his actual heir.

Well, this is the end of chapter three. I would like to thank my Beta-Reader TokyoHanon97. Thanks for your help. Please review and tell me what you think.