Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the characters.

And another study break from creepy, crawly insects…*twitch* Plus, I don't like cliffhangers and I'm sure no one else does, so here you go :D

Warning: I don't know if what I'm going to write, counts as a lemon because I'm using as little detail as possible (don't hate XD, use your imagination *pictures Spongebob and imagination rainbow*), but I just figured I'd give a warning anyway.

Animefreak653: Neither *evil smirks* Haha, jk. He's not planning on canceling the wedding, or killing Vegeta (yet). And I meant for it to be confusing (sorry ^^)

Elleelle: And that, my friend, it the mystery ^^

Bluecrush0522: Omg, I'm the same way. I see the stories I like have updated, then I read them and then turn back to my school work XD Aw, thanks, I try to be. I never can tell because I'm biased, lol. Thanks for the well wishes on studying ^_^

Sonia-s.a: Thank you and I'm glad you liked it.

It was the night before Bulma's and Vegeta's wedding and Bulma's room had a guard outside. According to her father, it was Ice-jin tradition. The night before a wedding ceremony, the girl would be guarded to make sure she was to stay pure before the marriage. For a culture that believed in purity before marriage, they certainly had no problem ruining a lot of women.

"Sir," Bulma called to her guard meekly. The guard peeked his lizard head into the room.

"Yes, princess?"

Bulma smiled at him and offered him a seat. "Would you like some tea? I just wanted some company."

The guard smiled to her and took the offered seat. He took a sip of the tea. "Mm, this is good, Princess Bulma."

"I'm so glad you like it," she said happily.

After the guard finished the tea, he felt very drowsy, but went back to his post. Within minutes, he was unconscious on the floor and Bulma was able to sneak out to Vegeta's room to go through their mating ritual.

Bulma lightly knocked on Vegeta's door and he opened it right away to let her in. They stood for a moment, taking each other in before she ran into his warm embrace. He smiled at her and ran his fingers through her hair engulfing her lithe body in his strong arms. He took in her scent and took that moment to think about what this truly meant for him. This was going to be the night where he took her as his mate and a stronger connection would be formed between them. It both scared him and excited him, for he would be putting all of his trust in her while trusting her with his greatest weakness…her. He knew he would do anything for her, and her life meant more to him than his own. He was giving her the rare chance to see him drop his pride by depending on another. She would be the one he would share everything with, and he wouldn't have had it any other way.

Vegeta wanted to make her fully his, though not like the Ice-jin would have had it with her former suitor, but as someone to be treasured and not possessed. He would go slowly, though, as to not frighten her after all of the experiences she had before. "If you feel any discomfort at all, you must tell me." That was his only condition and Bulma agreed to it before he laid her gently on the bed.

Bulma smiled as he started kissing her neck. He was gentle with her and she liked that, knowing that she was the only one who would ever experience this side he always kept hidden. He started undressing her slowly, and, for the first time, she wasn't afraid when she felt the cold air on her body. This would be different for her, for both of them, and she felt calm and safe in knowing that.

As they kissed and caressed each other's bodies, their tails entwined as if they had minds of their own. When it came time for the two to mark each other, they bit down on each other's shoulders instead of their necks to keep the mark out of view from her father.

Memories and thoughts from their eighteen years of life flooded into them. Bulma saw it all and finally understood the burning hatred Vegeta held towards her father. She felt the pain, the torture, the sadness, the humiliation. How could her father do that to anyone, let alone a boy she had been friends with, whom saved her from being raped twice, and whom she loved? At the same time, Vegeta saw everything about Bulma. Where he had felt physical pain and anguish, she was mentally damaged. He saw the blows to her pride when she had to be the perfect "lady," the pain of loneliness with him being her only true friend in life, her dream to one day get off the ship and relish in the feeling of actual ground but hiding that desire from her father as he had forbidden her to do so. He also felt the overwhelming guilt and fear she felt having been the one to give him the heart virus. Looking down at her tear stained face he kissed her with as much passion as he could letting her know that there was nothing she needed to be forgiven for. None of this was her fault, but the fault of the tyrant that had lied to them their entire lives. They were both trapped, but soon they'd be free.

Vegeta clutched Bulma to him and nuzzled his head against her neck, both breathing heavily after what they had just experienced. They both knew she had to leave, but neither wanted that so she stayed in his arms for a few more minutes before they simultaneously said, "I should go;" "You should go."

Bulma nodded and smiled sadly at her new mate, but Vegeta smirked letting her know that soon they would be free and they wouldn't have to be separated like this again. Things were going to be okay. They had only a few more hours before they'd be on their way to Earth. He gave her a quick kiss and said, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Bulma kissed him back slowly and hugged him. "Looking forward to it." She quickly clothed herself once again and moved towards his door. Looking back at her mate, she smiled again and quietly left the room.

A/N: Aw, cuddles…now going back to the buggles XD Yeah, that was a bad joke, but that's how bored I really am.

Edited on 2/22/2013