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Three – Unintentional Mate
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Vegeta felt himself snap back into his body, his eyes wide with the implications of what had just happened. Bulma looked at him with guilty eyes and a sad expression. Did she know what she just initiated? How could she? After all, she was raised on a ship. He got up quickly and started pacing, apparently Kakarot left a while ago. How long had he been in her mind?
"What did I do?" He heard her ask softly.
Vegeta looked down at her form, her pale eyes rimmed with unshed tears. How could this be possible? How could it be this strong?
"You bonded me to you." He explained, a lump in his throat. "In the saiyan custom, we are now mates."
"Mates?" She gasped. "I..."
"Yes, you initiated a courtship bond in our mindscape. We are now one. For whatever reason, our minds and ki were compatible." Vegeta sat down in a chair across from the bed. "This is a complication."
"I'm sorry."
"You didn't understand, but your ki, your body, and your Oozaru did. True mates are rare anymore. Frieza has been harvesting our DNA now for years, it seems. Mates happen very rarely because he felt our breeding was too slow."
"Are there still mates?"
"Few and far between." He sighed. "You need to be hidden now even more than before. Frieza will certainly be much more angry if he finds out that you're my mate. Come, I'll show you the way."
"Is it truly safe?"
"Yes, my subjects have been hidden for a very long time now. Father and Frieza both believe they were killed on purges. It was the only way they can be assured their freedom and that the army is vast. We train daily, but our equipment is severely lacking."
"I could help you." She looked down. "It's the least I could do for you taking me in. My father gave me a scientific mind. I believe part of his own."
"We shall see."
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"What do you mean she's gone missing?" Frieza screamed before throwing the green male across the tank chamber. "You were supposed to be watching her!"
"She was sleeping, I went to grab a bite to eat. Instead of yelling at me, you should be yelling at Dodoria since he didn't come relieve me of my shift."
"You dare tell me how to punish you?" He lifted Zarbon by the neck and pushed him against the wall. "You are very lucky you're one of my most perfect creations or I'd destroy you!"
"Lordship, I mean no disrespect." Zarbon began, gasping for air. "I do have to eat, you know."
"Food is meaningless. Your shift meant more! My Blue Flame has escaped and it's all your fault. I hold you accountable for this! She was too smart to be left alone. I had yet to bond with her completely you fool! Her public ceremony was tomorrow and now I have to have a galaxy wide search to find her!" Frieza dropped him like a log to the floor. "Clean yourself up and send Dodoria to me."
"Yes, Lord Frieza."
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Raditz looked at Nappa in concern as they exited F-345, leaving several planets dead in their wake. Hardly any of their kind made it out alive and if he hadn't of been looking out for the older saiyan, he would've been dead too.
"We can't keep doing this, Nappa." He pulled at his long mane of hair in frustration. "Frieza's been sending us on suicide missions!"
"What can we do?" Nappa replied in a heaving, exhausted tone. "If we blow our cover the prince will never get his plans into motion. He needs more time."
"The king is oblivious to our plight." Raditz growled low in his throat. "Frieza sends us to slaughter and then creates more. I don't trust that damn lizard."
"Neither do I and I trust the prince to find a solution." Nappa swiped at his bald head to wipe off some dirt and debris. "What do you think the lizard is doing with those cubs?"
"Nothing good, I'd imagine."
He set the coordinates for home before leaning back in his chair in thought. Raditz was a little worse for wear but Nappa was starting to show signs of slowing down. They couldn't keep this up, it was getting physically and mentally impossible. As he was getting ready to settle in for some rest his scouter beeped.
"Raditz here."
"Raditz, I hope you're returning to Vegetasai. There's been a development here that I believe you'll like." Vegeta spoke quietly.
"I hope it's an improvement over what we're doing. We just lost another army. An ambush, not doubt, set by good ol' lizard lips."
"I'm not surprised in the slightest. However, this is of great importance to our cause and it will make our lives easier. How's Nappa?"
"Worse for wear, but he'll live." Raditz sighed. "When are we doing this thing?"
"Soon. That's all I can tell you now. Come back to Vegetasai."
"Will do."
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Kakarot was the laughing stock, but he didn't care. Nobody deserved to be treated like she did, so he bought her. Frieza was a depraved individual keeping people like cattle. This black-haired beauty was a handful but he couldn't stand to see her treated that way. It took most of the money he'd saved from missions just to get the paperwork to even own her, but it was worth it. He knelt in front of her, releasing her shackles, tending to her torn flesh, wiping her tears.
"It's okay now." He whispered in an attempt not to spook her. "I've got you."
Her misty brown eyes focused on him and he felt his body shudder. A need bubbled up inside of him, something he'd never felt before. He continued to dress her wounds carefully as her tears continued to fall. "Who are you?"
Her voice was strained, sad, filled with pain. A pain he wished to extinguish.
"I'm Kakarot." He replied.
"You're a saiyan." She looked down and away from him. "Why would such a creature save me?"
"I'm not like other saiyans." He tilted his head in wonder as their eyes met again. He was so fascinated with her, so taken. "What's your name?"
"Chi-Chi."
"I like it. Where do you come from?"
"Earth."
"A human?" He smiled. "You smell nice."
She laughed. "What a peculiar thing to say."
"You can't smell me?" He frowned. What species couldn't smell others? It's how he knew who everyone was.
"No, I can't unless I get really close."
He pulled her forward into his embrace and pressed her face gently into the side of his neck, right where his scent would be the strongest. She was warm and soft, so curvy and sweet. Her scent so much stronger now and he couldn't help but indulge. What was happening to him? He heard her take a small inhale and he nearly lost the control of his mind. He needed her, yet he didn't want to scare her away. She was so fragile and he did, after all, just buy her from the slave trade.
After a few moments he released her and sat her back on the bed to take care of the rest of her scrapes and cuts.
"Everything will be okay, Chi, you'll see."
