Vegeta's POV
There she was.
Stuck in his nasty grasp I could feel my rage consuming me. I could feel my heart pounding with every heavy breath I take.
"LET HER GO!"
My voice was taut and my throat was scratchy, my body was littered with several small gashes and scrapes. I felt powerless I tried to move my legs, they felt rooted to the ground. My body wasn't moving. I was frozen in place witnessing the scene unfolding before me. I could see his tail tighten around her neck as she was lifted higher off the ground.
"Please Vegeta, please save me!" The voice that was once a song was now terror-struck and strained. The icy glare of Frieza's eyes shook the coldest part of my being.
His chuckle reverberated through my head, "Stupid monkey, did you think you could actually be happy? Do you believe you are honestly capable of producing a satisfying life?" He waved Bulma around like she was a toy.
"STOP IT FREZIA!"
He was taunting me in the worst way. "Don't forget Vegeta, I made you who you are, a planet destroyer, cultural detonator, you are my weapon of destruction. Silly monkey don't you understand that is all you are and that is all you will ever be." His voice was almost soft yet oozed with malice. He lifted Bulma higher and I watched as he stiffened the grip he had on her delicate neck. "You are truly a pitiful monkey, you must be incompetent. Understand that you aren't deserving of love, you are destined for isolation." He swayed Bulma around, "I wonder how long this creature and go without breathing." Frieza let out a repugnant laugh.
Rage overtook me, and red stained my vision as I lunged forward.
*thump*
I couldn't get to him, he was mere inches in front of me. I couldn't get to her I was cemented in place. Something was forcing me back, I tried to keep myself steady. I couldn't understand. I continued to pound at the invisible forcefield. I kept beating and beating tears streamed down my cheeks.
"You can't do this Frieza, you've been defeated once before! I will kill you again!" I choked the words out, I could hear my own desperation.
His maniac laughter filled my ears. I pound at the invisible barrier watching Bulma struggle more, gasping for breath, I put all my strength into every punch. I let out a frustrated roar.
"You can't save her Vegeta, you are too weak, and you'll never be able to save anyone, not even yourself."
I watched in horror as Bulma bit his tail a failed attempt to free herself.
"NO BULMA, DON'T DO THAT!" I felt my throat straining.
I could only watch Frieza as he brought the woman closer to his face and looked her in the eye as he flicked his tail and quickly snapped her neck. Her beautiful body fell limp. I went numb. As her cold dead eyes stared back at me.
...
I jolted up drenched in sweat. The cold air of the room was a welcoming contrast. Quickly I scanned the surrounding area trying to feel his energy but the only energy my body sought to find was that of the woman laying next to me. She was still peacefully sleeping, hair slightly messy and her body naked against my sheets.
I sighed heavily and swung my legs over the bed, looking out the window I noticed the sun was still down. It was time to train, stepping out of bed I stretched my arms allowing my muscles to wake themselves up. I try to push down the emotions my dream had forced open. Walking over to the dresser I quickly pulled out a pair of shorts, I'll go today. Before I left the room I allowed my body to move on its own accord. I walked back over to the bed leaning over and kissing the woman's forehead.
I don't understand any of this and I don't know how but she's managed to burrow her way into my very being. I felt sick to my stomach, I can't believe I have allowed her to settle so deep inside of me. I impulsively bury more emotions, I can't dwell on this too much. I told myself I had to focus on training. I stayed on that same thought as I kissed her forehead again. "But she makes me feel alive." The honest truth was whispered from my lips into the silence of the room. I continued to rest my lips on her forehead. Flashes of her limp body assaulted me, I had to contain myself.
I couldn't think about this. I forced my focus on training and the plans I had to sort out today. I need to leave Earth and train elsewhere with no distractions. I needed to get back to my original cold self. I tried to keep my focus on other things but small images of the woman filter through my mind. I leave the room quickly and head downstairs, the woman's mother is already up and making food. I cleared my throat as I walked in and ignored the babbling from the blonde woman. I chose to focus on the room's dull atmosphere. I sat down at the table and waited for the meal to be presented to me. My mind whittles away at a list of preparations for my new intense training.
Bulma's (POV)
Sunlight filled the room and my body stirred me from my sleep. The night's activities filtered through my mind and I instinctively reached for Vegeta. He wasn't there, I sighed but I couldn't really complain. He always gets up to train so early. Sitting up slightly I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and glanced around the room. It was barely furnished but what's a girl gonna do about a man who's simplistic?
I walked over to my shirt which had been hastily thrown to the floor last night. As I pulled the oversized shirt over my head I let my mind ponder on the previous evening. I giggled to myself and I made my way to the bathroom to pee. I didn't notice until afterward that Mr. Saiyan Prince didn't have toilet paper. I groaned as I sat on the toilet until I felt willing enough to stand.
Walking out of the bathroom I twirled around to view Vegeta's bed, I could still see the indent where I was curled up just minutes before. I made my way to the bed deciding that I was going to make it look nice before I leave to return to my room. After the final fluff of the pillows, I walk over to the door, glancing around the room once more before I made my way down the hall to my own room. I couldn't help but feel lightweight and free, my mind flashing back to the events of last night. I could feel the heat rise to my face, no doubt it was slightly pink from recalling the heated events. A smile graced my face as I walked by my mirror. My hair was in the roughest state I've ever seen it in, my neck had a nice hickey from the previous hours, I let my fingers trace the other various splotches along my delicate neck.
I couldn't help but be pleased with myself. Vegeta was very good in bed, I couldn't help but get excited for another night of Vegeta. I thought back to the early days of Yamcha and I's relationship and I couldn't remember any moment that had half as much passion as I had received hours ago. I had no clue that sex could feel that good, I stripped the shirt off my bodice as I slowly walked to my bathroom deciding to take a shower. I turned the water on to my normal temperature and let the heat soothe the small aches I felt. I reminisce about the event of the night and let them play through my mind like a movie, it was everything I could have imagined plus more. I couldn't help but recall how gentle Vegeta could be at times, I had no clue he would be so selfless as a lover. After washing off the night's events I hummed as I brushed my hair. I walked over to my dresser and picked out a cute outfit deciding I wanted to put myself back together today. I looked at my reflection I had chosen a tight crop top with a pair of low-cut denim shorts. I smiled at myself satisfied with the way I looked.
My mind started to drift into scientist mode, I was thinking about all the upgrades that I was going to start working on. I continued humming content with the current situation I found myself in. I walked downstairs with a skip in my step, as I entered the kitchen I threw a cheery hello towards my mother.
"Oh, what's got you is such a good morning darling?" I just smiled back at her, "Nothing Mother, I am just happy to be alive during this wonderful day."
My mother giggled at me as she walked over with a cup of coffee. I sat at the kitchen bar and peacefully sipped my coffee. Coincidentally I looked out of the back door and into the backyard. I could barely see the gravity room but I was just beaming about everything today. I drank the rest of my coffee and made my way down to the lab ready to take on a day of building. The first thing I wanted to do was build an updated gravity chip, and maybe a new training bot or two.
Vegeta's POV
Sweat trails down my body in heavy beads as I push my body harder and harder. The flashes of sultry memories distract me more often than not. I wasn't sure when my mind would stop, yet the images were somehow welcome to my steaming psyche. That beautiful woman, with the fiercest attitude, has not only distracted me but made me feel things that I didn't even imagine were possible. I trained vigorously I barely dodged another beam from the practice bot I threw a small beam toward the dumb piece of metal, and the beam bounced off the bot and back toward me. Another dodge and more sultry thoughts. Aggressively I aimed another shot toward the balled-up metal and this time it exploded.
"Hmm, must have hit the weak spot," I mumbled under my breath. I made my way to the hunk of metal that was left from the rough training session. Gathering it into my hands. A small smirk made its way to my lips, I can use this as an excuse to go see the Woman. Suddenly I felt disillusioned again, why was this still affecting me? Flashes from my dream came back to me at the same moment. I ignored the twinge in my chest, I fear I am involving myself more than I initially intended to. I am gaining a liking for this earth woman, a liking that gives me a weakness.
I chuck the hunk of mangled metal into the side of the ship hearing it clang against the other broken bots. This gravity room, the metal spheres she designs, and everything surrounding me have been given to me by this damned earth woman, she is technically assisting me to become the strongest saiyan.
Why is she doing this for me?
My mind pondered back to all the actions that led me to earth, from the first mission with Nappa, to Namek, and eventually to being brought to earth by the dragon balls. That blue-haired goddess has done everything to ensure my training schedule. She even gave me a ship so that I could hunt through space, looking for that idiot Kakarot. I remember coming back to this mud ball after that redundant search, she had walked up to me with no fear in her eyes, she had basically insulted me and then continued to boss me around. I recalled how I had glared at the back of her head that day as she walked me to that bathroom. She certainly was an enigma to me then but more so now.
Why did I hold my tongue back then?
Thinking about her now, her smiles make my heart skip. Hell even thinking about that fiery mouth of hers when we argue makes me too excited. Everything she does makes my skin flush and my mind race with confusion. I swear I could still taste her on my tongue. I fall to my knees and pound my fist against the floor. I rest my hot forehead against the cool gravity room floor. The image of Bulma's flushed face and her eyes lulled back flashes to the forefront of my thoughts, concluded by the horror that was my dream last night. I felt that twinge in my chest again. Why are these feelings here?
Why does that woman care about me?
Why did she crawl into bed with me and why can't I curve this craving for her?
I growled in frustration, this is why I needed to leave Earth soon. More images flashed through my mind. I pounded at the floor of the ship. I thought giving in to the vixen just once would satisfy me yet all it has done is make me want her more. Why couldn't I control myself?
I have always secluded myself for this reason I have never had a weakness. I didn't want to admit that I had one now. I forced myself up and walked to the back of the ship to look at the reserves. There was enough food to last me about three months in space, but I needed more food than that. At least a year's worth, the androids are supposed to emerge a year, and 6 months from now, I had to achieve super saiyan by then.
I had to protect her. I was utterly dissatisfied with myself.
I turned away and looked at the pile of scrap metal that had started to grow due to my constant frustration. I needed those bots fixed before I left for space. Mentally I scolded myself for breaking most of the equipment, I needed to train longer and I didn't want to chance walking into the woman. I will have to ask the old man to fix these. I was trying to remind myself that I needed to leave soon but I knew waiting for equipment would stall my departure. I mentally tallied the list of things that needed to do before embarking into space. I knew it was a distraction but I can't allow myself to fall victim to the earth woman again before leaving. It would make it that much harder to leave. I walk to the control panel and up the gravity.
Bulma's POV
I am currently working in pure bliss, my wonderful night with Vegeta has not only eased my stress but also cleared my mind. With a cigarette hanging from my lips and a marker in my right hand, I made a precise mark on the blueprints for a new training bot. Like the current one I made these into spheres, I constructed them to be bulkier with a stronger metal.
Hopefully not only will it sustain Vegeta's hard training but it should be malleable enough to dodge and redirect the energy back towards him. Smiling to myself I knew that these bots will not only help Vegeta gain strength but also ramp up the intensity of his training. I was chuckling at myself only because I knew how intense his training already is, yet here I am developing more things to make things harder.
I set the marker down after making a few more notes, I take the cigarette from between my lips and just gaze at everything sprawled out on my desk. Everything pertained to Vegeta, from blueprints of the rebuilt gravity room to notes on improving armor and controls in the gravity room. I eye the completed gravity chip that was almost hidden by my other blueprints. Maybe I should just go install the new chip now, I took a drag of my cigarette, blowing the smoke up I let my mind wander.
I take another drag of my cigarette. I had been focusing on the upgrades and everything else pertaining to Vegeta's training. Suddenly images from last night skip across my thoughts and I can't help but sigh. I really hope we have more nights as such. Maybe not with the moments like Yamcha and Mom walking in on us, but like the sultry night we just shared in his bed. Smiling I gather my thoughts back and grab the chip off my desk. I walk over to my actual workstation. The new upgrades for the gravity room were a breakthrough considering I only worked on it for three hours now all that was left was to install it into the gravity room.
I began to worry that maybe my spending the night in his room might have pushed him farther away. I didn't allow the thoughts to weigh too heavy on my mind instead I decided that I was going to build at least one full training bot before I went to go upgrade this gravity machine. I thought that if I brought Vegeta multiple upgrades maybe just maybe I could get a little sugar from my feisty prince. I went straight to work on the new training bots, I walked back to my father's scrap metal pile and looked through all the mangled materials. My father had a hefty junk pile but in my eyes, every piece of junk can be made into a masterpiece. I picked out a handful of scrap metal making sure they are all the same type of metal, I was confident in my design. I grab my cigarette out of my mouth and stub it into the overflowing ashtray that was on my workstation. Instantly I left my mind to dive into the grueling project.
Vegeta's POV
I don't understand anything about this emotion, I cannot comprehend this feeling that is still following me. All I know is physical strength. I force my exerted body to the ground, one arm behind my back I begin more push-ups. I haven't been training for more than half a day yet my body is aching, for no reason I feel weak and I can't be weak. As a Prince, I am not allowed to show weakness. I know pushing myself harder knowing it will result in strength, I can take my pain and turn it into power.
I keep asserting these thoughts in my mind, constantly reminding myself that I am a Prince. Every so often images of Bulma cross my mind. She would make the perfect queen, strong, passionate, and she's the smartest person I know.
These thoughts are constantly being pushed away by me reminding myself I need to leave Earth. I need to focus and work myself to become a super saiyan. Grunting off my thought I pushed harder and switched arms mid-push-up. When I hit 206 push-ups I noticed Bulma's energy making its way toward the gravity room, I wondered what she could be doing coming this way, it better upgrades for the gravity room and not some nonsense visit, even though the thought of her coming to bother him made his heart pound a little bit harsher
Even though I sensed her coming, the knock at the gravity room made me flinch slightly. I slowly stood up and walked over to the control board. I turned the gravity back to the normal level and went to the door quicker than I would have liked. I opened the door ensuring that I looked at her with a cold stare. I could smell her from here, I could tell she had showered after our night together, it annoyed me more than I wanted it to.
"Hey Vegeta I just came to install the updates for your nice training facility, here this is for you." She handed me a metal sphere that I hadn't noticed in her arms. I grunted to her and grabbed the bot from her grasp. I felt her fingers gently graze mine and ignored the shiver it sent down my spine, I didn't want to show her emotion. She cannot understand how it affects me, it would just distract me more. Yet my cold stare didn't seem to bother her.
I watched as she made her way towards me, her shoulder brushed against mine as she walked to the control panel. She had a perfect smile on her face, I allowed my eyes to wander down her body, the shorts she was wearing seemed too short, I tried to ignore her midriff as I noted that the shirt was also too small. It looked wonderful on her, making my chest swell with even though I didn't want to feel this way. I placed the bot in my hand down by the control panel. As soon as I was close enough to her she surprised me by placing a kiss on my cheek making me blush. I stepped back and crossed my arms, "Don't do that again Woman!" making my point with a strict tone. My chest was pounding, I appreciated the kiss but I needed to be stronger.
She only giggled at my statement and went straight to adding the upgrades to the machine. I watched in honest curiosity, yet I outwardly tried to look annoyed by her previous actions and by her presence in the room.
Bulma's POV
Walking into the gravity room I was honestly expecting a little more than just a cold stare. I was thinking there would be more frustrated comments from the Prince, but he seemed pretty chill in my opinion besides his retort to me kissing his cheek. I was quick to start upgrading the unit slightly, bending over to type in a few keys. I had expected him to go outside and train but instead, I could feel his hard gaze. He was watching me work but with every little glance I threw his way I couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Yet I was letting my own mind wander in the middle of installing said updates.
I sat down on the floor and started fidgeting with the bottom panel, the last part of this update will require me to put a little chip into this slot that is damn near impossible to reach. After prying the door off I maneuver myself flat onto my back. I had to get the upper half of my body into the small space and find my little port. I feel stupid for designing the room like this but it's the only way I can protect all these delicate workings. I was struggling a little bit and I was starting to get a little angry at all these wires in the way.
I started cursing under my breath until finally with the magic phrase "Where are you, you little shit!" I found the port that I need. I removed the previous chip and inserted the new one, finally pushing myself from under the controls. Satisfied with my quick installation I resealed the door and pushed myself to my feet. I smiled at my work and turned to the prince, his eyes were concentrated on me but he didn't seem to notice me turn towards him.
"There you go , I upgraded your gravity room and here in about a day I will have some more training bots out to you as well."
He didn't respond so I walked closer to him and snapped my fingers in his face. He blinked and furrowed his eyebrows, "What?" his voice was stern and deep, it sounded rough. I loved it. "Well, I said your upgrades are done and in a day you'll have new training bots." He nodded his head, "I have something for you," he turned around and walked to the farthest wall, he picked up what were obviously destroyed bots and brought them to me.
"Can you fix these?" he looked down at the scrapes and back up to me. I crossed my arms across my chest "Well they look a little mangled together, and they may just be junk at this point, but I'll see what I can do." he nodded his head, and we stood there awkwardly for a moment before he spoke up again.
"Do you want me to walk these down to your workstation?" I smiled at him, "Well Vegeta that would be lovely, you've never offered to help me like this." I giggled after the statement. "I am not helping you. I am ensuring that you are staying productive."
I was actually shocked that he would offer that but I knew his statement was an obvious cover but I shook it off. He just nodded his head and started walking out of the gravity room stopping a few steps ahead, "Are you coming or not Woman." I just grinned and started up towards him. Not only was he carrying junk metal for me but also walking me to my workshop, this is definitely a date.
Vegeta's POV
I was so captivated watching the woman work, my thoughts started to wonder when she moved underneath the controls. I was analyzing her legs, they looked so nice, I started remembering the softness of them and how he had just been between those legs. The night they shared was already a big enough distraction but I could feel myself wanting more. I started to imagine myself walking over to her, she can't see me move since most of her upper body was hidden.
I was frustrated with myself for allowing myself to indulge in these careless thoughts. Even with my frustration, I was still thinking about strolling over to her, spreading those wonderful legs only to slowly pull her small shorts off and eventually taste her beautiful pussy once again. I was brought out of my thoughts with a snap in my face, I quickly gathered my thoughts and with a stone-cold face replied slickly, "What?" I waited for her response
"Well, I said your upgrades are done and in a day you'll have new training bots."
I saw the smile spread across her face and just nodded, suddenly I remembered the broken bots, "I have something for you," I made my way to the destroyed material knowing what I was about to ask was useless, once in front of her I simply asked, "Can you fix these?" I watched as she crossed her arms yet a smile still graced her lips before she responded. "Well they look a little mangled together, and they may just be junk at this point, but I'll see what I can do."
I nodded my head I wanted to try out this new update but my body was asking for a break even with the meager amount of training I had completed. The thought of maybe getting to spend time with this woman was pecking at my mind, I shuffled my feet, "Do you want me to walk these down to your workstation?"
I watched as her face lightened up even more, "Well Vegeta that would be lovely, you've never offered to help me like this." I grunted at her statement, "I am not helping you. I am ensuring that you are staying productive." I started my way towards the door, I noticed she wasn't following behind me. I didn't even turn around, "Are you coming or not Woman."
I waited until she was in front of me before I moved again. I started following her watching her legs and ass as she walked, flashes of last night made their way back into my mind. I was completely entrapped by this minx and for right now I'm suppressing my urge to fight it, I told myself I will indulge for a little but after this, I will leave this planet and gain my true birthright, super saiyan.
The walk to her lab felt long and drawn out. I was trying to think of what else I needed to stash in the ship before I left. I was debating about what time I was going to leave. I peered at the woman's legs once more and I chided myself. I decided that I had to leave tonight, the sooner the better.
When we entered her lab I walked with her towards her desk I watched her point to a crowded area on said desk and I took that as an instruction to drop the materials. "Thank you, my big strong Prince!" I felt a rumble in my chest and my eyes looked over her figure, I felt a small smirk try to rise on my lips but I quickly stopped it.
My body started moving towards her before I could tell myself no I was too close to her. Her smell assaulted my senses and I heard myself internally screaming to stop but I couldn't. I should be going back to train but her presence was begging for me.
Why am I acting in such a way?
I felt myself lift my arm to allow my hand to gently trace her cheek and down her jawline. I analyzed her neck and appreciated the work I had done last night. She sighed as I continued to caress her. I moved my hand to cup her cheek, I leaned forward drawing her into a small kiss, indulging myself in something I had been battling with, telling myself they were just primal urges. When I felt her arms around my neck I lost all control. I ignored the voice in my head in favor of the raw passion along with the other emotion I tried to deny I was feeling at the moment.
Bulma POV
I could feel Vegeta's gaze on me the whole way back to my workshop. I intended for him to walk beside me but instead, he decided to follow. I was sure he was going to go back to training but I was not going to complain about getting to spend a small amount of time with the Prince.
When we arrived at my workshop I pointed to a crowded workstation. I leaned back on my desk, both hands supporting me, and watched as Vegeta dropped the mangled metal onto the station, I met his eyes when he turned around. "Thank you, my big strong Prince." I watched a small smirk pull at his lips but it just as quickly faded, he just nodded. He started walking over to me at a slow pace, my mind racing for ideas as to why he wasn't heading back to the gravity chamber.
He stopped right in front of me, I kept my cool composer and his gaze. I felt goosebumps rise to my skin when I felt his rough hand as it caresses my cheek. I closed my eyes and sighed as he continued his ministrations. Soon enough I felt his face closer to my own and our lips connect into a small kiss, it sent so many little flares through my body. I moved my arms to his neck and wrapped them around him bringing myself closer to him, the hand not resting on my cheek was now trailing my leg, tempting the edge of my shorts.
I melted into his touch releasing the moan caught in my throat, he deepened our kiss. I let my fingers mess with the hairs on the nape of his neck. My mind rushed as if this was my own personal feeling of nirvana, I wanted this to last forever. I felt him pull slightly away and then his hot breath on my ear.
"You have been captivating my mind you minx, what a giant distraction you have been. I want to make you scream, I will ravage you so no other person could have you. All you will crave is my touch."
I moaned the words sounding like sweet little blessings in my ear, it didn't matter that they came from a barbarous man.
"I am all yours Vegeta," I gasped out, I wanted to be his, such a torn man I wanted to show him love and affection. He crashed his lips to mine engaging my tongue to a dance it was starting to get familiar with.
I heard the sound of the door opening and a dry cough. Vegeta looked up faster than I and quickly pushed me away from me, it was my father.
"Uh, sorry for, uh, bothering you guys, just uh, came, to uh, I just came to, you know, work." My father quickly shuffled to his side of our lab and I stood there flushed.
I turned to Vegeta who was hiding his embarrassment well, I walked over to him and pushed myself to whisper in his ear. He tried to move away but stayed close enough to hear what I had to say, "How about you make your way up to your room and I'll meet you up there for some more training hmm?"
He grunted and nodded, "I will see you in a moment to continue our 'training'."
I liked the emphasis he had put on training and watched him walk out of the office. As soon as he was gone I shouted over to my father, "Thanks for interrupting us, old man!" I laughed as I saw the blush rise to his cheeks, "Well an old man has to work sometime."
I looked back down at my desk and decided to organize it a little before I would make my way to Vegeta's room. I wanted to see how long he would wait for me.
