Warning: Language!

Facing the Future

Chapter 20

He paced back and forth, rubbing a hand over his face. Raditz sighed, a growl coming out of him as he smacked a hand against the metal wall of his quarters. He glared out the portal window, absently noticing the sun had reached the horizon. It was going to be night soon. Raditz scowled. Another day gone, and he still hadn't gone and seen the woman. He started pacing again. What the hell am I supposed to do!? The work I put into gaining the woman's trust; gone. All that time I made a fool of myself to show her that I wanted her; wasted. All because the prince couldn't keep his mouth shut! Raditz let out another snarl as he punched the wall, causing a gaping hole. His scowl deepened. Now he would have to listen to the prince bitch about his torn up ship. I don't give a fuck right now.

Raditz continued his pacing, his tail lashing behind him. He came to an abrupt stop when his brother and the brat appeared. His upper lip curled as his fists tightened at his sides. Kakkarot watched him warily for a moment before speaking.

"Are you sure you wanna do this Gohan?" he asked, keeping his eye on Raditz as he laid a hand on his sons' shoulder.

The boy gave a firm nod. "Yes father," the seriousness in his eyes causing Raditz to raise a brow. What's the little shit up to?

His brother didn't say anything else, just grunted before stepping out of the room. He knew the saiyan was standing on the other side of the door. His focus went back to Gohan as the boy crossed his arms.

"You hurt Athea," Gohan stated, his brows narrowing towards his uncle.

Raditz almost smirked. The boy didn't bullshit around. He crossed his own arms, narrowing his eyes at his little nephew as the boys' tail fell from his waist, swishing back and forth. Raditz watched it for a moment before looking back at the boys' face.

"You got something to say to me boy?" he snapped, irritated that he couldn't think of one thing to rectify the mess the prince had caused. He needed time to stew on the problem, to figure out how to get the woman to come back home with him. Now this little upstart was intruding, messing with his concentration and thinking.

Gohan's shoulders lifted as he huffed, his tail seizing movement. "You hurt Athea," he stated again, "Why?"

Raditz snorted. "You're a nosy little shit, aren't you," he stated, walking towards the little boy. He leaned down at the waist and brought his face inches from Gohan's. The boy didn't move. Raditz gained a little more respect for the boy at that moment. "What's it to you?"

Irritation flitted over Gohans' face as his mouth pinched together. "She's like a sister to me. I don't like to see my friends hurt," he stated, glaring at the burly saiyan who was way too close. He refused to back down, no matter how much his uncle was trying to intimidate him.

Raditz grunted, studying the little demi-saiyans' face before suddenly straightening back up. He abruptly turned away.

"It was unintentional," he growled out, wandering just why the hell he was explaining himself to the little shit. "Besides," he sneered in anger, "the prince is the one that hurt the woman, not me."

"But you like her, right?" Gohan asked, the innocence in the question causing Raditz to freeze for a moment.

He thought about the woman's soft skin, the way her hair spread out against his pillow when she slept, how good she felt against him the few times he got to hold her. Raditz grunted, not confirming or denying the boys' words.

Gohan must have taken it as confirmation because he grinned, his tail swinging behind him happily. He took a step towards his uncle, who still had his back to him. "You're going to apologize right? Because that would make her happy. Maybe she'll stop crying then."

His innocent words cut through Raditz like the ki beam that almost killed him on Namek. His breath hitched for a second before he glanced down. Gohan had wrapped his tail around his wrist. His head shot up to look at the boy.

Gohan's open, innocent eyes cut straight through him. They were so….trusting. "You won't hurt her again," Gohan stated, suddenly smiling and letting his tail drop. Raditz stared at the swaying appendage, contemplating the nudging his mind was giving him. What are you trying to tell me?

He stared for several seconds before his eyes widened. His tail. HIS TAIL! Why didn't he think of it before!? A saiyans' tail; their strength, the source of their ultimate power, and the one thing he never allowed anyone to touch.

Raditz barreled past the boy, pushing him out of the way as he hurried through the door. He ignored Kakkarots' surprised inquiry and made his way to the docking bay. He blasted off, flying like hell towards the mountains. It never occurred to him to just transport there.

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Her window was shut. He scowled at it as he crossed his arms. Now how was he supposed to get up there? He wasn't going to break the thing and scare the shit out of her. And it's not like he was just going to walk right in—

Raditz smacked himself in the forehead, running his hand down his face. You are such a fucking moron. Instant transmission. How could he forget that he knew that? Raditz blamed it on the prince. If the fucker hadn't opened his mouth the other day, he wouldn't need to be doing this. They could have already left for home, the woman safely tucked into his bed. His groin tightened at the thought, making his scowl darken. He didn't need to show up in front of her, obviously aroused. That would just confirm the prince's assumption that he only wanted to fuck her. Raditz let out a frustrated growl as he stepped back into the canopy of trees, his eyes riveted to the woman's window. He knew she was in there; he could feel her energy. But he couldn't see her. What was she doing? Was she laying on her bed, like the boy stated? Or was she in the bath, rubbing her hands all over her body, suds from the soap trailing as she moved her hand down—Raditz swore. He was even harder than before. Fuck! He needed to get laid. He hadn't had a female since first coming to this retched planet. He blinked. Ever since he met the woman, he hadn't even looked at another female. He didn't even realize that until now. No wonder he was so hard up. Raditz let out a stream of curses. He punched one of the trees beside him, ignoring it as it fell to the ground. Should he try to take one of these human females? The woman wouldn't know, and it would relieve some of the pain he was going through right now. Raditz felt bile rise up in his throat. He couldn't do it. It made him sick just thinking about touching another. Shit! Did that mean he was ruined for any other woman!? It had to be her or no one at all? Raditz closed his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He already knew the answer. It wasn't yes, but hell yes!

Raditz swore again, muttering incoherently under his breath as he levitated up, keeping his distance as he looked into the woman's window. He didn't want to scare the shit out of her. He could see her form sitting on the bed, a pillow hugged to her chest. He watched her for a moment before putting two fingers to his forehead. His mouth twisted right before he disappeared.

He appeared right in front of her, her gasp reaching his ears as he slowly dropped his arm. They studied one another before Athea averted her gaze. Raditz felt a muscle tick in his jaw as she refused to look at him. He crossed his arms, studying the top of her head before taking a step forward. He saw her tense at his movement, her fingers clenching against the fabric of the pillow hugged against her. Raditz didn't say anything as he reached forward and gently took the pillow away from her. Athea didn't protest, but he hadn't really expected her to.

"Woman," Raditz paused, not exactly sure what to say. He wanted to explain to her all the things running through his mind, to get her to understand the fact that he didn't just see her as a piece of ass. He couldn't voice his thoughts. He'd never actually been in this sort of situation. Besides, he was a saiyan. Saiyans' didn't do feelings. They fought, they fucked, and they died. They didn't do all this mushy crap and use words to express their emotions. His race used actions, not words. So that's what he did.

Raditz unraveled his tail from his waist, his gaze steady on the bent head in front of him before slowly bringing his tail around. He paused for a second before laying his tail on her lap. Atheas' head shot up, her surprised gaze meeting his. They studied one another before Raditz looked down at her lap, watching as her fingers twitched under his tail. Neither moved as they stayed in that position for God knows how long. He finally looked back at her, raising a brow at her non-movement. If she was saiyan, she would realize the significance of his actions. But she wasn't. So he knew he would have to explain things to her.

"Do you realize the significance of what I'm doing woman?" Raditz asked gruffly, his breath hitching as her fingers moved. Her hands gently wrapped around his tail, causing the appendage to shudder.

Raditz gulped. He'd never done this sort of thing before, and he was actually…..nervous. What if she pushed him away? What if she rejected his actions and told him to leave? Raditz scowled, pushing away the doubts flitting through his mind. Athea looked up then, noticing his scowl and biting her lip.

"I'm sorry. I….I don't know what…" she sighed, looking back down at the tail laying in her hands before looking back up at the large saiyan before her. "What do I do?"

Raditz visibly relaxed. She wasn't rejecting him. The woman just didn't know what to do.

"You can," he swallowed, "touch it." His eyes flitted shut as she did as he said, rubbing her fingers along part of the end before curling her fingers around the appendage and rubbing slowly towards the tip. Raditz had to clench his teeth to stop himself from letting out a groan. She had no clue what she was doing to him. A shudder went through his body as she did it a few more times. Athea suddenly scratched up his tail, her nails scraping against the skin. Raditz knees almost gave out. Son of a bitch! His whole body, including his tail, shivered at the sensation, his breathing choppy. She seemed oblivious to his reaction, rubbing the fir smooth before looking up at him with a small, hesitant smile. Raditz let out a growl as his nostrils flared, noticing the womans' eyes widen as he swooped down and captured her lips. He cupped the back of her head as he furiously worked over her lips, sliding his tongue between her teeth. He swallowed her gasp as he picked her up by the waist, turning and sitting on the bed, depositing her onto his lap. Her face went beet red when she noticed his arousal. Raditz slowly separated their mouths, sucking on her lower lip before finally moving away.

"You're mine woman," he growled out as he laid a possessive hand on her thigh. Athea's eyes widened at his actions, her throat moving as she swallowed. She slowly untangled herself from him as she stood up.

"Raditz," Athea said delicately, her tone indicating that she was serious. "We need to talk."

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He couldn't believe he was still on this fucking planet. He scowled darkly at the ceiling before getting up and pulling a pair of training shorts on. Might as well train by myself since Raditz isn't here. He knew the moment the long haired bastard left, shooting off towards that fucking woman that had the saiyan tied up in knots. He knew exactly when Kakkarot and that little brat of his appeared on his ship, and exactly when they left. Thankfully they didn't come and bother him. He wouldn't be responsible for his actions, especially with how displeased he was right now. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his neck as he strolled through the halls of his ship. He noticed through one of the portals that the sun was just setting over the horizon. Vegeta grunted, turning away and entering the ships training area. He discarded the towel by the door and started his routine.

Three hours later…

Vegeta panted as he laid on the mat, his chest heaving as another shudder went through his body. He closed his eyes as his breath hitched, his cock twitching in frustration. He groaned, his hand moving to hover over his erection before plopping back onto the mat. He couldn't do it. He'd never had to get himself off. He always had willing females to do it for him. But there weren't any here. And why the fuck am I so aroused!? He hadn't even been thinking about nothing sexual. He had been training, his body buzzing every so often. He had felt the first stirrings of arousal almost an hour ago, having ignored them in favor of finishing his training. But they had persisted, until here he was, writhing on the floor in unresolved lust. Vegeta groaned again, swiping a hand against his brow. It came back wet. There was a sheen of sweat covering his body. Shit! He didn't understand it. The only times this happened was on his planet, when the moon gave off specific bluntz waves that caused this sort of arousal. But this planet didn't have a full moon…..did it? There hadn't been one since they arrived, so he assumed this planet didn't experience that sort of thing. If this is what it was, he had to get away, and fast. He didn't want to run into any human female. He would probably kill her trying to fuck her. Shit! Shit! Shit!

He lifted himself off the floor, groaning as another shot of arousal coursed through him. He panted as he stumbled to the door, leaning against the frame for a moment before listening to it slide open. He froze. That woman….that blue haired woman was standing on the other side. How did he not sense her? Vegeta's nostrils flared as he caught her scent. His eyes lidded and a growl came out of his mouth. He watched her eyes widen.

"Please don't be mad," Bulma rushed out, "I came to apologize for the way I acted earlier. It was rude of me to kick you out of my house. You didn't do anything but question that young man."

Vegeta panted, his gaze going over her. He needed to get away from her. Fast. He pushed her out of the way, stumbling a bit himself as he got into the hallway. The fucking female was following him as he smacked against the wall. He let out a groan and pushed his forehead against the cool metal of his ship. He cracked his eyes open as he listened to her get closer.

"Why do you have to be such a jerk?! I came to apologize and all you can do is ignore me and push me around."

Vegeta squeezed his eyes closed before lifting off the wall, not realizing how much he was letting it support him. He took a step before realizing what was in front of him. Light. Moon light. The full moon. He stumbled back with a snarl. Shit! He felt a hand on his shoulder and whirled around. He was still panting, still hard as a rock. This fucking dumbass female!

"Leave, damn you!" Vegeta felt a shudder go through him, taking a deep breath and trying to clear his mind. "Get the fuck out of here!"

Hurt flitted over Bulma's features as she took a step back. "Whatever did I do to you," she asked in a small voice, averting her gaze.

Vegeta squeezed his eyes shut hard, still panting from the pull of the moon. Gods! He needed to get away from her. He turned and, much to his horror and embarrassment, stumbled once more. Straight into the beam of moonlight coming through the portal window.

He let out a roar as his instincts took over.

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The breeze from the window cooled his heated skin, causing him to sigh. Goku closed his eyes at the sensation, ignoring the way his body was reacting to the woman lying beside him. He lazily turned his head and studied her features, a small smile appearing on his face at the sight. Chichi's hand was tucked under her chin, her hair, which was usually put up in a bun, flowed across the pillow, shining in the moonlight against her alabaster skin. Goku reached over and smoothed the hair away from her face. He watched her eyes flutter for a moment before opening.

"What's the matter Goku," she whispered, her voice still groggy.

Goku gave a little shake of his head, letting his hand rest against her cheek for a moment. "Nothing Chi. Go back to sleep."

His wife studied him for a moment before her gaze moved to the window. Her eyes widened at the sight of the moonlight coming in. She lifted up on an elbow as she looked at her husband once more.

"Oh Goku. Why didn't you wake me up sooner?"

Goku sighed, his gaze going back to the ceiling. "It's okay chichi. I'll be fine. I know you like to get up early in the morning, so I didn't bother you."

There was silence for a moment before he was smacked against the forehead. Goku blinked open his eyes, looking over at his now aggravated wife.

"Did you just hit me?"

"Goku," Chichi huffed, "I know how hard these nights are for you. I wouldn't have gotten mad if you had woken me up for that."

The tall saiyan smiled, his teeth flashing in the darkened room. "I'll be fine," he repeated softly, closing his eyes once more. He expected to feel his wife lay back down and snuggle up to him.

What he didn't expect was to feel her straddling him a moment later. His eyes popped open as he stared at the woman. She grabbed the hem of her nightgown and lifted it off her, throwing it on the floor. She was bare underneath. Goku licked his lips, a sigh coming out of him. She was a beautiful woman, and he felt that the God's smiled on him when they brought her into his life. He was a very lucky man.

"Chi—" He cut off as she rocked against him, causing him to moan. His hands automatically grasped her waist, his grip almost bruising. He kept his strength in check as he suddenly rolled them both, settling himself between her legs. Chichi wrapped her arms around his neck and reached up, pressing her lips to his.

"It's okay Goku," Chichi whispered, her eyes roaming his features, "you need this."

The tall saiyan gave an uncharacteristic growl before jerking his boxers off, capturing his wife's lips in a deep kiss as he thrusts into her. Chichi whimpered into his mouth, her eyes scrunching in a tiny wince. She knew he didn't mean to be rough, it was just the influence of the full moon.

She cried out as he thrust again, feeling him pause for a moment before he started raining kisses along her jaw. Gentle lips kissed her cheek and nose. Goku's choppy breathing filled the silence as his hands gently roamed and squeezed along her body, silently apologizing. His hand slipped between their bodies, passing her thatch of curls. Chichi's breath hitched and she closed her eyes.

Soon she was panting, spreading her legs wider and moaning her husbands' name. His hand moved away from her, causing her to whimper at the loss. He started thrusting again, this time gently rocking his hips against hers. Chichi buried her face against his neck, holding on as he increased his thrusts.

Goku smacked his pelvis against hers, seeking that completion that seemed just out of reach. He almost hated the full moon and what it did to him. It caused him to act unlike himself, being a little rougher than he would normally be. He gripped the sheets underneath them, balling his hands up in the fabric as he moved a little faster, feeling his wife clench around him. Damn. He still hadn't reached his release yet. He slowed as Chichi came apart in his arms, both of them panting. He sat up, running his hands along her sides as he started moving again. Goku heard his wife gasp as he continued, rotating his hips in hopes of reaching completion. He moved a little faster as waves of pleasure coursed through him. Oh, yes. Maybe he could finish without having to wear her out, like last time. He panted as he started rapidly thrusting in and out of her, feeling that orgasm just out of reach. He was so close.

His wife cried out his name as he sat up, grabbing her thighs and spreading them further. He wanted…no, needed to reach that pinnacle of release. It was almost aggravating, watching his wife reach hers over and over again, and on a night like this, his took forever to cum. It wasn't like this all the time. Those nights that it was just a regular moon, they came together almost simultaneously. It was beautiful. But when this happened, he felt….well, like an animal almost. And now that he understood that he was a saiyan, and not a human, these nights made a little more sense. He wasn't as stupid as most people thought him. He'd already came to the conclusion that all the weird stuff that happened to him; the tail, the fanged incisors, even this; was a result of his origins.

Goku let out a low growl as his wife once again clenched around him. He withdrew, panting as he turned her over.

"Not yet," he whispered in her ear, licking his lips at the whimper that came out of her. He slowly slid into her from behind, his head falling back as he groaned. Gods! He'd give anything to cum right now. Even just a little. Because he knew, at this rate, it was going to be a long night.

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Raditz flinched awake, confusion flitting over him before he realized where he was. He was in the woman's bed, sleeping on top of the covers because she had insisted. He was turning into a bitch. He let out a breath as he turned his head, staring at the chair across the room before his eyes traveled to the window. He flung himself off the bed, biting out a curse as he squeezed his eyes closed. Now he knew what woke him up. The pull of the full moon. The woman was lucky her bed wasn't against that wall, facing the window. Or she'd be in serious trouble. She would be anyways' if he didn't move his ass. Raditz peeked out from beneath his lashes, wondering how he was going to escape that fucking moon light. It hadn't reached him…yet. But as the night wore on, the moon would move, and that moonlight…..Raditz pulled his shirt on, bending to tug his boots on.

"Raditz?"

He jerked his head around. Athea was staring at him, blinking in confusion and sleep. She wasn't still fully awake.

"Go back to sleep," Raditz ordered gruffly, turning to continue to pull his boots on his feet.

"What's going on?" she asked from behind him, the bed moving as she sat up.

Raditz sighed, eyeing the beam of light slowly moving across the floor. It was about a foot away from him now. He needed to leave. Immediately.

"The full moon," he stated softly, getting up and moving away from the moon light that seemed too bright the longer he stared at it.

Athea's eyes widened as they jerked to the window, then back to him. "Wait, you're not going to go out there, are you?" Her eyes went even wider. "What if you turn into Oozaru?"

Raditz shook his head, finally tearing his gaze away from the moonlight to look at the disheveled woman on the bed. His insides quivered. All he wanted to do was climb back into that bed and bury his nose in her hair. But he couldn't. She wasn't ready for what this moon would do to him.

"It's not that sort of moon woman," Raditz stated, taking another step back.

"What? I don't understand. What do you mean "It's not that sort of moon"? I thought any full moon would cause you…"

She trailed off as he shook his head again. "You wouldn't like what would happen if I were to crawl back into that bed," he growled, his hands clenching at his sides. He felt a sheen of sweat appear on his body. Shit!

Athea stared at him for a moment before speaking. "What's it doing to you?" she asked softly, curiosity appearing in her eyes.

"Dammit woman!" Fine, if she wanted to know so fucking bad, he would tell her. "It's a mating moon! I'd fuck you until you couldn't walk, or I break your back, whichever comes first."

The blood drained from Athea's face, her skin ghostly in the darkness of the room. "O-okay, I th-think you should leave then."

Raditz snorted. He put two fingers to his forehead, searching for the prince's ki. He found it, but the prince wasn't alone. He felt another ki, this was much weaker, close to him. Raditz hesitated. He wasn't sure if he should transport to the ship or not. He didn't want to interrupt anything, especially when it involved prince Vegeta. The saiyan would most likely kill him.

"Close the curtains," Raditz instructed as he lowered his arm. Athea didn't move so he repeated himself. "Close the damn curtains woman!"

She finally jumped up and ran to the other side of the room, closing the curtains securely and completely blocking out the moon light. Raditz felt his body ease a little. He could still feel the influence of those beams of light, but they weren't as strong. A muscle started ticking in his jaw when he noticed the woman still standing on the other side of the room, studying him.

"I'm not going to hurt you woman," Raditz stated, scowling as she hesitated before moving back towards the bed. He watched her swallow and eye him as she slid back under the covers. He sat on the bed with a sigh.

"Raditz," Athea whispered, listening to him grunt. "Is it okay now? You…you won't take—"

His growl cut her off. "I promised didn't I!?"

"Okay," she breathed out, trusting in his word as she rolled over and made herself more comfortable.

Raditz watched her, not sure what was going through his mind right then. He moved his gaze and eyed the window once more, hoping that he didn't succumb to his instincts. He had pretty good control over them, having plenty of practice at home. When a full moon happened, it caused one of two things to occur. Either they transformed into their Oozaru form, or they went into a mating frenzy. Well, most of them. Those that didn't have mates, or anyone else around to relieve the sexual frustration, usually had to bear with what was happening and try to control themselves. Or else they would go nuts. He learned to control it, the urge to fuck anything walking had been damn near impossible the first few years of adolescence and adulthood. And then, off and on he would have someone to relieve the tension, not often, but enough to say that he knew his way around the bed. Those female saiyans hadn't lasted, mostly because they were looking for the strongest to be with, and well…..he was a third class nobody. Someone they could have their jollies with while waiting for something better to come along.

Raditz glanced at the woman dozing off on the bed, studying her features and thanking the Gods that he hadn't mated with any of those bitches. He might never have met her. Or worse, he would have met her, but already been mated. He didn't know which scenario would have been worse. He discovered, in a short time, that he absolutely had to have her by his side. Discovered it tonight, in fact. She had been droning on about something she said they had needed to talk about. He had been listening, sort of, when it dawned on him that this is what he wanted. This is what he'd been waiting for all his life. Why he never stayed in a serious relationship with those saiyan women, why he never mated with any of them. He had been waiting for her. Athea. The woman standing in front of him talking, flailing her arms about as she tried to explain to him the reason she wanted to wait to be intimate with anyone. He had agreed. Just like that.

She had been surprised to say the least. He had just blurted it out, right in the middle of her rant. "Okay." She had burst into tears.

That had caused all kinds of confusion on his part. Isn't that what she wanted? Why the hell was she crying? He didn't understand it. So he asked her.

"Because, I thought you might push me to do that. Not," she sucked in a shaky breath, "Not just….agree."

He didn't understand females.

She had finally calmed down, and, after taking a short bath (which had him straining against his pants again), she climbed into bed, stating that he could stay, as long as he stayed on top of the covers. Apparently she didn't believe him when he said he wouldn't push her.

Raditz sighed, leaning down to take off his boots and flopping back onto the bed. He ignored the pain in his groin, turning his mind to other things. Like how he was going to introduce her to his mother and father without her getting scared.

That took an hour or two of contemplation before he slowly drifted back to sleep, turning his head away from the temptation of the moonlight.