When Worlds Meet

Chapter Eight

Bulma looked down to the ground, which seemed to spin below her feet; the prince breathing down her neck sent pulses through her body and began to do things that she just wished would go away.

Breathing heavily she tried to make her way from Vegeta, but found a tail wrapped around her waist securing her to the spot; Vegeta smirked then glared into her bright blue orbs with his mysterious coal black eyes.

The King shuffled uncomfortable in his throne at the strange feeling in the air, maybe he didn't understand his son as well as he did; had that been him the girl had insulted so badly she would be dead by now. Her pitiful existence ended.

"Please… unhand my daughter… don't harm her." Pleaded Dr Briefs as he fell onto his knees; the guard's snickered receiving an angry glare from the King.

"GET UP PEASANT." Barked the tallest guard; suddenly paling at his outburst before the Royals. No guard was supposed to speak without the permission of a Royal whilst in their presence.

Bulma gulped just as a bright yellow ki soared above her head and hit the guard square in the chest. Vegeta still did not release his tail as he looked on to his scowling father still sitting on the throne chair.

The aged scientist quickly sprung from the floor, then held up his hands in defeat to the powerful ruler of Vegetaseii; the crown upon the Kings head glistened in the light as he moved his eyes from the pathetic old man over to his son. He showed no remorse for killing the guard so effortlessly.

Deciding that the scientist was too valuable to kill, the King refrained himself from shooting another blast. Instead he placed his hands back into his lap and calmly ordered Dr Briefs to continue to establish the experiment.

"Ignore my son." He commanded as he glared fourth to Prince Vegeta and a frightened looking Bulma Briefs.

Doing as he was told, Dr Briefs begrudgingly turned back to his Invisibility shield, hoping if he finally got it working his daughter would be released unharmed.

Prince Vegeta slowly released his tail as he continued to glare to his ignorant father; he didn't want to let go, the female felt so warm and soft in his grip.

Restraining himself he refused to allow his eyes to look down to her body again choosing to continue to stare at his father; if he continued these silly games somebody would notice and the results would be embarrassing. A Royal person looking at a peasant in this way was not only inappropriate but also unacceptable.

Bulma blinked and closed her eyes as his tail moved and returned to its normal position; no longer was the prince restraining her and yet she did not feel any more comfortable.

For all her stupid comments he hadn't taken her life or even hurt her. Rightfully she should be even deader than the unfortunate guard at the back of the room.

Slowly she looked back into his mysterious raven eyes, and then down to his handsome annoying smirk. She tried to work out what he was thinking, she knew this was near to impossible, the prince never gave any indications away to anybody he was certainly mysterious; she couldn't even tell if he was angry or finding her a source of entertainment.

"I'll make you a deal BBBBulma." Vegeta said slyly, as he moved even closer to Bulma again, causing her to breath rapidly and her heart beat irregularly fast.

His musky scent masked with an expensive scent wafted into her nose, as she felt his cheek nuzzle against her face in an arousing and tantalising way.

The prince clearly knew that this was annoying most of the occupants in the room; and he delighted from it. Deciding finally he didn't care what others thought he worked out that annoying his father, would certainly wager up any downsides to flirting with this female.

Clearly the beautiful girl was terrified of him, and noticing that her eyes kept drifting along with her ready scent made the prince know that she certainly found him attractive.

How could a peasant feel so appealing to a Royal? He was the true heir to the throne and her nothing but a measly third class. Not just any third class but one with an exceptionally large mouth, and a fiery nature.

It seemed a shame that all that fire had gone from the girl; her eyes were now glazed with a combination of fear and tears of not knowing what was coming next. Still she scowled as she continued to glare into his orbs, with the look of both an injured animal and that of a true fighter.

The king pricked his ears up, and listened intently for the deal his son was arranging with the blue haired female. The entire room, bar the tweaking of the screwdriver from Dr Briefs was listening keenly on, what was to be said between the two.

Bulmas tail flicked involuntarily as she quickly grabbed it and held it nervously; the prince chuckled lowly before placing his mouth very close to her left ear.

He was so close she could feel each breath he made, resulting in her skin prickling at the closeness of their bodies. He was no longer nuzzling her with his cheek, and yet this felt even more infringing.

The prince smirked as he felt her tense and stiffen, she stood rigid with her tail in her hands and her eyes rimming with glassy tears. He loved it when people reacted this way to him, he felt so powerful and dominant just like a true Royal should feel.

King Vegeta growled dangerously, as he noticed his sons tail twitch slightly he seemed the only person in the room to notice this, with the remaining guards not daring blink an eye.

The heir was far too close to the scientist's girl to make the King feel comfortable, he wasn't stupid however, he knew his son was doing this for downright attention and to make a situation even more difficult.

If this cloak worked it could help save the lives of thousands of Saiyan's, it would bring the race back into the rankings of the universes top fighters and also give them a fighting chance against Freeza if battle ever occurred.

The prince seemed hell bent on flirting with this female that had accompanied the old man, it made the King think of what he might have gotten up to on these trips into space with the other young Elites.

Vegeta growled seductively into Bulma's ear, causing her to shudder with both fear and excitement. This growl soon turned into a purr as he awaited for a reaction. The long furry tail found its way around her tight waist again pulling her even closer to his body that they were embraced.

"Would you like to make a deal…" Vegeta repeated softly, a new glint in his eyes reflected to Bulma who released a sniffle.

Slowly she nodded her head, before she even realised what she was getting herself in for. The prince could want literally anything from her she had no idea and it scared her immensely.

Vegeta smirked as he used his spare hand to brush a strand of hair from her paled face.

The king angrily stood from his throne at the intimate contact, as Dr Briefs quickly began banging loudly with a hammer on some circuit boards as if to block out what was happening a few metres behind him.

The prince glared angrily over to the disturbance preparing to blast the old man, just as the King made his final step down from the throne to approach Vegeta.

The prince just smirked turned back, and waited patiently for Bulma to respond, underneath her shaking form he could feel the adrenalin pumping through her blood, as he tightened his tail, chuckling he lowered his head and rubbing his nose against her soft neck.

Her skin was so soft and delicate; it made him wonder what it would feel like without all those garments that were shrouding her body. Fiercely pulling his face away from hers he mentally cursed himself for being so stupid.

The girl was nothing but a hindrance and distraction, he only had one goal and that was to become a Super Saiyan and become ruler of the planet. He needed no females, they would only serve as a distraction and a weakness to him, they would be something that enemies could use against him in a battle; something he certainly did not wish to have.

"What…. What do you want from me?" Bulma asked nervously as she looked down to his tail wrapped around her waist; she had a feeling she knew what he wanted…

Disclaimer: Hi all, I am so so sorry for the amount of time, yet again it has taken me to update!

I confess I reached a massive 'plot hole' whilst writing this fanfic, I have been trying to get some of my shorter work completed so I can concentrate 100 on my bigger fanfics, like this one of course! All the time whilst writing down little plot bunnies that annoyingly crop up into my head at the most inconvenient times… like whilst serving a customer some fish at work….

(I work in a petshop at weekends)

Anyway, enough of the drabble, I bet you are all shaking your monitors in a rage at how I left this chapter…. I promise I will try and update as soon as I possibly can, I have the next chappie all plotted out with a special thanks got to defiantly go out to (I'll try and get this right…) White Princess Lightening Bulma…. And Hayles!

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