Chapter 5 (A/N’s-this part of the story takes place 1 week after Chapter 4 LEMON ALERT and mild
citrus on the side *____’ you have been warned)

They knew Freiza was coming, and the warriors knew they were not ready. Bulma had emerged as the
Mystic, but none of the men had been able to become the Legendary. Vegeta continued to have visions in
his sleep. He had learned from Bardock and the visions that Freiza would be on Chikyuu in 5 weeks time.
The last sight had been very disturbing. Images of a mangled Bulma and Kakarott, then a golden flash of
light. What did it all mean?

He was training Bulma harder than ever. He kept making her stay in her MS form. He was holding nothing
back. She quickly countered and began her own borage. He was losing! This couldn’t be happening.
Something in him snapped, and he unloaded a mighty Final Flash right at her. She was so busy with her
own attack, aimed at the hole she thought Vegeta was still in, that she didn’t even try to dodge the blow. It
hit her hard straight on, and she plummeted to the ground. Her hair returned to its aqua color, and her
breathing was uneven and ragged. She passed out in a puddle of her own blood. Vegeta quickly realized
what he had done. Swiftly he flew down to her, and ever so gently picked her up. He placed her in his king
size bed to rest, and patched her injuries. The prince lay down beside her in case she woke, but soon
found himself lulled into a peaceful slumber.

A small cry awoke him hours later. Bulma was kicking and swinging her small hands. She was sweating,
and her hair was turning navy. That must be one hell of a nightmare, Vegeta thought to himself. He placed
his cool hand on her forehead, and at once her hair fell back to natural, and she stopped kicking and
swinging. Vegeta calmly began to stroke her hair, and Bulma suddenly opened her eyes.

“Where am I?”

“You are in my room. I kind of over did it in practice. Then you had a nightmare, and well here we are.”

“Thank you for being here, I am a little embarrassed about the nightmare though. I haven’t had one of
those in ages. Not since my parents where killed.” After saying that she leaned over and gave him a quick
peck.

Bulma hadn’t even realized what she was doing. She heard Vegeta give a little sigh, and say “What was
that woman?”

“Nothing. Well a kiss I guess.”

“What? You call that a kiss?” and with that he rolled her over to face him and planted a long hard kiss on
her lips. He held her there for a moment, and all the built up passion the two had been feeling was released
with that kiss. She looked up at him a little sheepishly, and asked if she needed to go back to her room.
Vegeta just snorted and wrapped his arms around her.

“No just rest, we still have a lot of training to do. I don’t want to break you before the fun starts.”

Bulma awoke with a start. Groaning quietly she looked over at the clock, 6:15. Boy Vegeta really did a
number on her with that last attack. Every muscle in her body ached.

Vegeta looked over at her. “You should eat something, and then we will start training again.”

“Oh man, I already can’t move. How do you expect me to train?”

“Work through the pain, then tonight we will relax. Deal?”

“Yeah, deal. Have you and Trunks already eaten?”

“No, so get your lazy butt in there and cook.”

“Oh yes sir your royal highness.” Vegeta could feel the sarcasm in that last remark. He gave her a quick
smack on the rear to get her moving.

Trunks looked up from the dinning room table. “Well it is about time you two showed up! It is already
7:00.

“Um Trunks, Vegeta do you guys have a preference for breakfast?”

Trunks just laughed and said no, and Vegeta requested pancakes and coffee.

“Yeah! I want pancakes too!! With lots of syrup.”

“I thought you didn’t care Trunks.”

Bulma quickly turned her attention back to the cooking.

After breakfast Bulma suited up and headed out to the training ground. Vegeta really worked her and
Trunks hard. Actually Trunks was getting more of a beating than Bulma for the comments made earlier.
Several hours later Bulma watched an exhausted Trunks climb into bed. Vegeta was sitting on the couch
watching a Friends rerun. He motioned for Bulma to come sit next to him.

“Do you have a swimsuit by any chance?”

“Yeah, Chi-Chi and I went shopping a while back. That Juuachi girl said we needed one if we were going
to live here. Why?”

“Well I told you we would relax, go put your suit on and meet me back here in five minutes.”

“Alright whatever you say.”

Bulma ran up to her room. She pulled out several suits.

“Hmm… which one?”

She finally decided on a stringy light pink bikini. She hoped Vegeta would like it.

He watched her trotting down the stairs, and felt his breath catch. Her hair had been pulled up into a
twisted ponytail on one side of her head, and her body in that bikini. Wow! Vegeta averted his eyes and
closed his gaping mouth. He told Bulma to close her eyes and give him her hands. For once she did as she
was told with no argument. Vegeta wordlessly scooped her up and flew into the night.

“Vegeta you silly, I can fly on my own.”

“I know, but I like the way you feel in my arms.”

Bulma just giggled in return and snuggled up against his chest. Wondering where they were going.

“Here we are.”

“But Vegeta, this is just Kakarott's house. What are we doing here?”

“We are going to relax.”

Bulma just shrugged and decided to trust Vegeta’s judgment.

Vegeta lead her around back to the hand made hot tub. Bulma noticed that there were two glasses and a
chilled bottle of wine sitting on a small table beside it. Kakarott, Chi-Chi, and Vegeta must have planned
this.

“Well woman are you going to get in or just stare at the water?”

Bulma had been so amazed at the sight of the wine she hadn’t noticed that Vegeta had already gotten in.
She stared at his muscular arms wishing he would grab her and hold her. She stuck one toe in the water,
testing the temperature.

“Will you just get in already!”

“All right stop griping.”

Bulma got into the water in full and scooted her way over to Vegeta. He looked over at her through half
closed eyes, and smiled.

“What do you think you are doing?”

“It looks like I am sitting next to you baka. What are you going to do about it?”

“This.” He playfully grabbed her and pushed her under the water. He held her down for a few seconds
then let her up. Bulma was sputtering and trying to talk at the same time. Vegeta dunked her one more
time, but this time he pulled her into his lap after letting her up.

She glared at him and tried to hit him, but he caught her fist. Looking closely at it he slowly brought it up to
his lips. Bulma let out a small sigh. Vegeta pulled her closer to him. She was straddling his legs with her
arms wrapped around his neck. Vegeta had his arms around her waist, and their tails were interlocked.
Bulma looked deep into his eyes and whispered ever so quietly “I love you my prince.”

“This was a very good idea, I am very relaxed. Why don’t you open that wine?”

“Alright.”

The two lovers spent the remainder of the evening sipping wine and kissing in the hot tub. Bulma feel
asleep in Vegeta’s strong arms. He picked her up, and wordlessly flew her to their home.

The morning came too early for Bulma. She was having a wonderful dream, then pow! Damn alarm. She
rolled over and looked at Vegeta. He was staring into her eyes looking for something, evidently he found it
because he quickly grabbed her and gave her a rough kiss.

“How about a shower?” he asked her softly.

“What about Trunks?”

“He can take care of himself.”

“Well how do I argue with that?”

The two showered together, washing each other with lips and sponge. She gently ran a small hand down
his back, but avoided his tail. Vegeta wondered why, then he remembered the look on her face when that
fool had tried to touch her. He would have to ask her about that tonight. She was never afraid of him, but
she was not very comfortable around non-saiya-jin men. She always avoided his tail, and kept her own
guarded when it came to caresses. They had as of yet to consummate their relationship, but Vegeta wasn’t
complaining. He would never tire of kissing her and holding her.

Later that night as the two lay in bed Vegeta rolled over to look at Bulma. She obviously wanted to tell him
something, but couldn’t make herself. Something touched his mind. What? A bond? This wasn’t possible
was it? Bulma was offering him her entire heart and soul, and Vegeta gladly accepted. Vegeta could now
feel the turmoil inside her head. He could feel her desire and longing mixed with fear. Fear of what, him?
No it wasn’t that, it was a deeper fear.

“I can feel that something is bothering you, but I can’t quite figure it out. Am I your first?”

“I figured that question was coming sooner or later. Well… It is a hard question to answer, yes and no.”

“Nani?”

“After Onya and Carrion were killed some of the locals decided my sister and I still owed them for their
hospitality.”

Vegeta noticed how her shoulders had begun to sag, and her face suddenly looked much older than it’s 25
years. Vegeta felt sick at what he knew she would say next. “I can just read your thoughts, now that we
have bonded if you would prefer.”

“No I need to say it. I have never even really admitted it to myself. They actually wanted Chi-Chi, but I
knew they, it, would kill her. I was always stronger.” By this time large tears were rolling down her cheeks.
“They grabbed my tail and tied me down with Ki suppressing rings. They made Chi-Chi watch. I don’t
even know how many it was; I made myself black out after the first two. We don‘t talk about it.”

At those last words Bulma broke down into uncontrollable sobs. Vegeta wordlessly wrapped his arms
around the broken girl.

“Is that why you snapped so suddenly when that Olla man tried to force himself upon you?”

“Yes, I know it is ridiculous. Put me up against a homicidal maniac that wants to destroy the earth, and I
will fight by your side. Put me in the same room as a weak man driven by hormones and I am useless.”

“There can be pleasure, not just pain when making love. I can show you that, if you trust me.”

“Of course I trust you. With all my heart, soul, mind, and… body. I know your heart, even if you never
say the words, I will know how you feel.”

With those final words Vegeta leaned into Bulma and gently laid her down on the bed. He never broke the
kiss he was giving her while removing all her clothes. He gasped at the beauty of her tan, smooth skin.
Bulma giggled and blushed under his steady gaze. Then she began to undress him making him feel every
light touch she laid on his body. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and admiration for the
incredible man kneeling over her. He was big, at least nine inches in length, and very thick. Vegeta felt the
worry enter her mind, and with his own passed thoughts of comfort to her.

Then aloud he whispered to her, “Don’t worry my princess, I will take it slow.”

He began by nibbling on her ears, then proceeded down her neck. He kept going kissing and nipping until
her reached one perfectly shaped breast. He grinned evilly and began to rub his thumbs over her pink
nipples. He felt the immediate response, and decided to up the level. He began kissing around her nipple
before taking her breast into his mouth, kissing and sucking hungrily. Bulma let out a low moan and a thick
growl. Vegeta continued to stroke the other breast with his hand. His free hand had found itself around to
her tail. Her tail, she had forgotten to guard it. She felt Vegeta rubbing and stroking the beautiful fur of her
tail. He heard her crying out, begging for him to bring her release. Vegeta just smiled and moved his hands
and tongue down, stopping at her bellybutton. Vegeta carelessly flicked his tongue in it, and continued his
descent. He felt Bulma stiffen beneath him. He began to rub her tail, hoping she would feel safe again. He
quickly inserted a finger inside her, gently moving in and out. She began to moan, and her eyes grew wide
as he licked her of his finger. He moved back up, leaving his hand below her waste. He inserted two
fingers in her as her kissed her. Then he moved back down, and began kissing and licking her inner folds
with much care. He loved the way she tasted in his mouth, and loved the feel of her release against his
tongue. Bulma sat Vegeta up, then flipped him over onto his back. From here she began to mirror all that
he had done to her. She giggled as she heard his sharp intake of breath when she had moved her mouth on
his tail. She began licking the tip and rubbing the base simultaneously. Vegeta was surrounded by pure
rapture. From there she moved to his hard shaft. She took his whole length in her mouth, rubbing him at
the same time. Vegeta let out a low moan as he cam in her mouth, and watched as she swallowed it all.
Then he could take it no longer. He rolled her onto her back, and with as much restrain as he could he put
himself in her. He felt her tighten and then relax. Then he felt her begin to rock beneath him, driven by her
own need. They bit into each other’s necks simultaneously upon their first orgasm together. They made
love for hours, until both were satisfied, and full of the other. Vegeta finally collapsed on top of Bulma
breathing as though he had just fought the battle of his life. Bulma looked at him and whispered into his ear,
“I felt all pleasure, no pain.” And with that she fell into a peaceful slumber.

“That is how it was meant to be. I love you my little saiya-jin girl.” he muttered into her ear.