I did it! 21 minutes until I have to leave for work, and I just finished proofreading. Enjoy!

A sigh escaped her mouth as Bulma stretched under the luxurious bedcovers. It had been close to three weeks since Vegeta had decided to have her living in his bedroom, and even though she enjoyed every night and sometimes morning, when he would have sex with her, it was tiring her body. Bulma knew that it was only sex to Vegeta, but as long as she got to be with him, she didn't care. Not yet, at least. She knew that something had to happen or she would end up living as his sex-slave for the rest of her life. 'Or at least as long as I'm still beautiful,' she thought and got out of bed.

As she sat in the bath she had made for herself she started to think about her situation. When she had been brought here she hadn't imagined, that she would start to live here. As she had seen Vegeta get out of the bed she had chosen to get up and get dressed, because she believed she would be brought back to the cell. To her big surprise Vegeta had told her she would start living in the room. She could use the intercom to order food and would be provided with a tablet where she could read some of the books in Freeza's library that had been translated into Japanese by a computer. Bulma had been so surprised and overwhelmed and had therefore shed a single tear. Vegeta had frowned and started to ask, whether she was sane or not. That had ended up in yet another argument and yet again they had had sex.

They had only talked briefly and most of their conversations – if not all of them – had ended in an argument. Some of their arguments had ended by Bulma walking into the bathroom, slamming the door and then take a long shower, only to annoy Vegeta, who had just come back from training. It had ended up in bathroom-sex all three times followed by a shared shower. It had been very intimate, but she had learned the third time that it wasn't more intimate than Vegeta would leave and only return much later if she tried to ask him about anything. Most of the things she asked about were things she already knew from their time on Earth, but she asked in an attempt to get closer to him. This far it had only been in vain.

As the water started to get chilly Bulma decided to get out. As she started to dry herself she could hear the buzz from the lock, telling her that someone tried to open the door. "Just a second," she said, knowing Vegeta would hear her clearly on the opposite site of the door.

Vegeta dried some of his sweat off and walked out of the GR. He was about to order food in the grand room, but changed his mind. After a bath and a check up on the woman he would eat. He couldn't put his finger on it, but for some reason he felt like it was necessary to see to her. As he walked down the corridor he thought about what he had gained by having her in his room. He had gotten a better control over his body and mind, helping him gaining focus when he trained but also during the rest of his day. On the other hand, she could be quite annoying, asking questions she had no reason to ask. How was Planet Vegeta, how old was he when he had first served under Freeza, did he ever miss Planet Vegeta etc. Sometimes he tried to make her quite by answering in very few words, but it only kept her blabbering.

At the time he was outside his room he had built up a frown by his thoughts. He shook his head as he opened the door starting to think it would have been best to eat before going back. As the door opened up he instantly knew something was wrong. There was a smell in the room he didn't recognize and he could hear a faint, muffled voice from the bathroom. He ran over to and smashed the metal-door into pieces to get it out of his way, tail standing straight behind him.

A pair of frightened, blue eyes as well as a pair of angry, red ones met him as he looked down at the woman and one of his crewmembers holding one of his four hands over her mouth. He snarled before grabbing the alien's neck, hauling him out of the bathroom. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked as he stalked towards the pink-colored alien, his tail waving angrily behind him.

"Why should I answer to you, saiyan?" he spat and tried to get to his feet. "Freeza did the universe a favor by wiping out those bloody apes, who could do nothing but killing, he's only mistake was not to kill you while he was at it."

Vegeta once again lifted the alien by his neck and walked to the intercom. He gave the order for the entire crew to show up in the grand room and yelled over his shoulder before he left the room, struggling alien in tow: "Stay in there woman, I will be back once I finish this business."

The grand room was buzzing with small-talk, but it went quite as Vegeta entered, still carrying the pink alien by his neck. He walked to the small plateau in the middle of the room, where he tossed the now wheezing alien. He grabbed his neck instantly and looked at Vegeta, hatred shining clearly in his eyes.

"This scum entered my private room, threatened my concubine and then openly declared his loyalty towards Freeza." As he growled the last word he shot the man through the heart with a ki-beam. His tail, which had kept swaying behind him since he found the man, folded itself around his waist once again, showing how he had gotten some of his anger out of his system. "If anyone else is still loyal to the lizard, I will advise you to keep quiet about it and leave the ship at the next planet. I will only kill those, who openly go against me or secretly try to harm me, my concubine or this ship. But mark my words," he said and looked at the group of all different kind of aliens. "It will not be as slowly and painless a death as his was." A rush went through the crowd, but no one said anything.

"Clean this up," Vegeta said and waved at the dead alien, "and have some food brought to my chamber and some sleeping pills too. I have a feeling my concubine is in a state of shock by this thing's intrusion."

"It will be done, my lord Vegeta," one of the nearest crewmembers proclaimed. As he walked out of the room more of the crewmembers showed their loyalty by bowing as he passed them. He didn't take notice of them. All he could think about was how he had just proclaimed the woman as his concubine three times in front of his whole crew.

As he walked into the room he wrinkled his nose. The smell of the intruder was still in the air but there was also a faint scent of the woman's fear. He walked into the bathroom and found the woman sitting at the floor, a towel pulled loosely around her shivering body. He kneeled before her and she lifted her face slowly, looking him straight in the eyes. Her shock was clearly shinning out of the blue pools.

"Is… Is he gone?" she asked quietly. As Vegeta nodded she lowered her head once again. Her shoulder started to shake more wildly when tears began to stream down her face. He looked at her, not knowing what to do. Never in his life had done anything else but laugh at people's tears, seeing it as a sign of weakness. But for some reason, he didn't want to laugh at the woman, not right now at least.

"He won't bother you again," Vegeta said and stood up, still unsure of how to react. He decided to leave the room until the food arrived.

"Thank you." He stopped dead in his track, not believing what he had just heard the woman whisper.

"There will be brought something to eat in a moment," he said as he walked out of the room, still taken back by her words.

So this was the last of the chapters I wrote while being sick during my holiday. I'm almost done with the next chapter; hopefully it will be done tonight after dinner.

Please send me a PM with suggestions on how to make my way of writing lemon better (the first was in chapter 10: Vegeta's revenge) so I can improve the one in chapter 13 before publishing!