Vegeta's POV

As I stand on this cliff overlooking nothing but an empty landscape of a desert, I can't help but to feel a slight chill run down my spine. I was having the evening all to myself until the little vixen showed up. She wasn't supposed to be there. No one was supposed to be in the Brief's residence, except for me. She was supposed to be out with that scumbag warrior of hers while her parents are away on some stupid earth vacation to celebrate some stupid earth tradition.

Earth. I grimace at the word. A really pathetic place to live in. If it wasn't for the foresaid androids I wouldn't even be here. And if it wasn't for the fact that I have yet to battle Kakarot, I would've left this backwater planet the first chance I got my hands on the space ship. If it wasn't for the woman--

I drop my head and let out a sigh. There I go again, thinking about the woman. How she always managed to worm her way into my mind is beyond me. I can never understand the feelings that she manage to in-still in me. What is it with her that makes me want to be near her, yet makes me want to get away from her as far as possible?

It is the reason why I am now standing in the middle of nowhere. I was so sure that I almost lost control of my ability to withstand her taunting back there. God, she even managed to give me an erection when she bent forward, causing her dress to slide up enough to expose her tight lips for me to have an eyeful. I had the urge to walk up to her to pick her up and place her on the counter. Then I'd fuck her senseless on it. But I can't for I will not give in to her want that easily.

Mainly because I know that she annoys the shit out of me and yet I have restrained the urge to kill her off time and time again. I want my whore to be compliant, willing, obedient and absolutely capable to withstand my immense strength when I give it to her. But she's disrespectful, disobedient, defiant, uncouth, too fragile, noisy, unwilling, and-and...

Beautiful.

I bring my head up into the sky as I close my eyes. Taking in a deep breath, unable to believe what has gotten me so smitten with the wench. Was it the way she moves, especially around me? What is her motive every time she worms herself into my personal space?

I have seen the way she looks at me sometimes. I can see it in her eyes and I have an inkling of what is on her mind every time she gives me that look. Yes, that look that tells me to take her again and again and again.

I admit to myself that the temptation is great. But I am a prince and I do not cower to any lowly female. She is nothing to me. Nothing but a weak female earthling. I sigh again because I know that it is what I always tell myself.

She is an exotic creature and humans are the closest to a Saiyan form. And that blasted woman is the closest female that I get acquainted with on this stupid globe and also the most beautiful female I have ever come across in the universe. In fact, she is highly intelligent. Might even surpass me. I smirk as I thought of the latter.

There were many times when I had almost lost control in front of her. I believe that she had tried many times as well to get my attention, but I wasn't going to give in to her. If she wants me, she has to come to me. But sometimes the urge was just too great.

There was one night about a month ago, when I had just finished my vigorous training I headed straight for the shower. Upon emerging from the bathroom, I heard a whimpering sound down the hall in one of the rooms. Decided to ignore it for I know it was definitely the woman, I stayed put in my domain. As I prepared myself to sleep, the sound came again but this time, it wasn't a whimper.

It sounded different, somewhat attractive as it pulled me out of bed. I left my room only to find myself standing at her doorway and even with her door closed; I could hear her inside loud and clear. She was moaning softly.

Widening my eyes and feeling my heart beat stopped for a second, I tend to listen closely. Her moans were soft but rapid, as if someone was in there touching her at all the right parts. Or she might probably be touching herself. As I began to get badly aroused I closed my eyes and held onto the door knob tightly, contemplating if I should go in.

And I did. I turned on the knob slowly, and crept into the room like a stealthy feline. I closed the door gently behind me, and turned to look at the woman that occupied the large bed in the room. She was asleep, that I could tell as I took in my surroundings. Noticing that it wasn't really that warm in here, I wondered about the blanket that was thrown far away from her feet, completely revealing her half naked body.

She was wearing a short midnight blue night gown with trimmed lace at the hem. Inside she wore panties but not the garment which the humans called it a bra. One of her hand was on the breast that has lopped from the gown. She clutches lightly onto it and began to massage herself tenderly.

She continued to moan softly in her dream state while her eyes were shut and her lips were slightly parted. I could hear her breathing through her mouth as her ministrations got heavier. Putting a knee onto her bed, I placed a hand beside her head and looked down at her. She was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.

I brought my hands to her face, lightly brushing away her strayed hair. I looked at her a little longer before my eyes slid down to devour the rest of her body. Looking back at her, I brought my face to the crook of her neck. Hovering just an inch away, I inhaled her scent deeply and began to lightly nibble on her neck and slowly traced down to her collar bone.

I turned my head to her body, lightly tracing the contour of her sides with my finger tips. Slowly reaching to her curls, she subconsciously parted her legs. As I suppressed a smile, I carefully peeled her panties aside, just enough for me to search for her nub. As I felt for it, I turned to look at her face and I could see that her expression was slowly changing from her dreamy state to a fully aroused one.

Smirking slyly, I pressed lightly onto her clitoris and massaged it in a slow sensual spiral motion. From the soft moaning, she was now panting rapidly. She tossed her head back as she slightly arched her back, pushing her orbs into the air. Unable to resist, I took the exposed hardened nipple in my mouth, licking and sucking on it lightly in circular motions.

Her moans got louder as I pressed slightly harder on her nub, but not enough to wake her up. I turned from her breasts and dove for her exposed neck, kissing and licking her salty skin. Unable to stop myself from going any further, I brought my fingers lower to her core. I wanted her. I wanted to take her right there and then. I didn't want to care about the consequences; I didn't want anything but to have her tonight. I needed her awake now. Then, I heard it.

"Vegeta."

My body froze and all thoughts from my mind stopped, including my heart as my eyes widened to the sound of my name. It was my name she called, wasn't it? Bringing my head up from her neck, I stared into her face, changing my mind about wanting her awake. To my surprise, she was still asleep, but only less trashing as I had stopped my ministrations.

I remember the moment I immediately retracted myself away from her, she whimpered and slowly, she cried softly in her sleep. I stood beside her bed and watched her slumber for several hours. After that, all I did was walk out of her room and never turned back. I never saw her after that, until this evening.

She had dreamt of me in the most sinful of ways and it made me wonder how many times she has done this before. And that alone is all the reason I need to get away from her, for if I don't, I might do something which both of us will regret.

Looking out into the horizon, I ponder aimlessly, trying to figure out a way to get around this problem of mine.

Problem. Now, that pathetic scumbag of a warrior is a problem. If it wasn't for his constant existence around the woman, I would've already claimed her as my own. Wait, what the hell am I thinking? I scrunch up my nose in pure disgust and scowl at the completely preposterous straying thought. It is indubitably unacceptable for the woman and claiming her to be in the same sentence.

I shake my head in disbelief and sigh. "This is getting out of hand."

I begin to raise my energy to lift myself off the ground when I felt it again; the chill that has been running through my veins ever since I left the house. 'Something is not right.'

Raising myself high into the midnight sky, I close my eyes to concentrate on the energy within me. As I spread it towards the globe, it immediately directed back to West City. Turning my head towards that direction, the energy feels really familiar. It's so distinctive as if it were--

'Bulma!' I snap my eyes open as soon as I realise who the one was sending these mixed energy directly to me. She must be in some sort of trouble. And I bet that son of a bitch that is with her at this moment has something to do with it.

With that left hanging in my head, I power up instantly and speed back to Capsule Corp. in hopes that I am not too late.

By the time I reach CC, everything has died down. The flight was too time-consuming as I was on the other side of the globe. Now, there were no trace of energy pushing its way into my senses and on top of that, it was suspiciously quiet. 'Too quiet.'

Hovering just outside the compound, I opted to head for her room. As I land on her balcony, I deliberately walk inside hoping to see that she was sound asleep and safe on her bed because the lights were off. Why I even bother this much, I wouldn't know but all I know is that I do not want anything harmful to fall upon her.

As I walk into the room, I realise that she wasn't there. However, her door was wide open, only having the soft light illuminating from the hallway as my guide. Not that I need it anyway.

Strolling out of her room, I head for the staircase that leads to the living hall. The moment I step into that darkened hall, a smell infiltrated my nostrils. I could smell the foul scent of--

'Sex?!'

Tracing the scent of the act, it brought me to the couch. Standing a few feet away behind it, I walk around to the front. I widen my eyes as I saw a patch of light blue moving back and forth in a slow pace. It was the woman.

Taking in my surroundings, there were obvious trashing and struggling that went on. The table lamps were thrown off onto the floor shattered, the carpet was shifted and curled at the corner nearest to her, and the coffee table was also shifted to the far end of the room and there was a cloth hanging at the edge of it. Stains and traces of dried blood were found on the couch... and her legs.

Scowling hard, I look at the miserable being on the floor. "What the hell happened here?"

When she did not respond to me, I walk over to her and kneel down in front of her. I call to her one more time and all she did was look me in the eyes. I can see that she was traumatized by what must have happen. I look over the rest of her body to see if she has sustained any other injuries. I am sure that the blood stains on her legs are definitely not from visible wounds.

My anger was slowly rising as images of the son of a bitch ra-raping this woman sweeps itself into my mind. But then again, I had to be sure.

I call to her another time but she still has that dazed look on her face as she still wasn't responding to me. "Bulma!"

This time her focus came back as her eyes widen to my voice. I try to restrain myself from flying out of here to seek out that no good asswipe to make sure that he doesn't live to see the next hour. I demand her to tell me if this was his doing and once again, she finds it hard to speak. With my patience wearing thin, I yell at her face, forcing her to tell me, to yell back at me, anything, to bring her back.

Instantly I regretted doing it because after my outburst, she turns away from me. Feeling a tinge of hurt inside my chest, I can feel the depths of my heart sink. Mentally cursing myself, I feel almost sorry for my action. Out of the blue, I had the sudden urge to comfort her, to protect her, to keep her safe. All thoughts of crushing the earth imbecile flew out of my mind in an instant as I reach out for her.

Realising that I have been showing her too much of my sudden weakness, I brought her to my arms and carried her upstairs. She was very compliant and silent and it makes me muse at her sudden lack of defiance, it was then I finally know how extremely fragile she really is.

I soon found out how soft her body is as this is the first time I have ever come so close in contact with her. I had never carried a female in my arms before, much less a feather-weight one. She practically has no ounce of muscles in her.

When she pressed herself closer to me, I can't help but to feel stronger. For the first time in my life, I am protecting someone else, and it makes me feel more powerful. Maybe there is something to it as to how Kakarot managed to transform into the legendary.

Pushing that thought out of my mind to concentrate on the current task, I let out an inaudible sigh. I gently kick on the door that was standing ajar and head straight to the bathroom. I let her down on to the floor and turn on the shower for her to cleanse herself from the filth of the scum.

'This is going to be a long night.'