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DBZ I do not own.
A/N – Okay, I’ve finally managed to
write this chapter. Sorry it was later then I said and I’m sorry if it’s a
little short but I’m still very busy with school. Thanks as usual must go to Ane
S. Thesia for being the best beta reader in the world ^_^
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What if this cursed hand ~*~
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Were thicker then itself with brothers blood, ~*~
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Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens ~*~
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To wash it white as snow? ~*~
-
Claudius
from ‘Hamlet’
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“I
can’t wait to get back and see my girls.” Turles sat down in the captain’s seat
and began a systems check.
“You
think Vegeta asked Bulma about your daughter yet? The poor guy has been putting
it off for long enough.” Nappa chuckled. He was slightly put out that he wasn’t
to be the one to mate with Turles’ daughter, however he himself was more then
twice Vegeta’s age. Besides Vegeta was the prince and his decision was final.
Turles
and Raditz chuckled along with Nappa. The only silent person in the cabin was
Goku, who was leaning moodily against the back wall, scowling at the back of
Turles’ head. As they continued to laugh and joke, Goku slipped silently out
the door and made his way back to his room. It was getting too hard for him to
be in the same room as Turles for long periods of time. Every time he caught
sight of his twin, Goku had the overwhelming urge to throw himself at him and
tear his throat out.
Goku
closed his eyes and moaned in the back of his throat. All he wanted was Bulma!
She was all he thought about, all he dreamt about! It was killing him! It
didn’t help that right next door was the man who she shared her bed with, the man
who she had a daughter with. Goku slumped against the wall. He couldn’t take it
anymore; he had to have Bulma as his mate.
He
needed her.
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Vegeta
watched as his men disembarked the ship. Turles strode out first, supremely
confident as always. Raditz and Nappa followed after, apparently arguing
amongst themselves again. Finally, Kakarot slunk out and trailed after the
others. Vegeta noted the shadows under his eyes, his pale skin, and the way he
avoided the others like the plague.
His
eyes narrowed as Bulma appeared in the docking bay and threw herself into
Turles’ arms, not noticing Kakarot staring at her with a desperate hunger in
his eyes. Vegeta couldn’t help but notice – after all Kakarot was making a fool
of himself. He sighed and turned away from the window. It was obvious that
Kakarot wouldn’t be able to hold out on his Saiyan instincts for much longer.
Sooner or later he’d initiate a battle between himself and Turles, and Vegeta
dreaded what the outcome might be.
He
hurried down to the docking bay and caught up with Kakarot, who was still
staring at Bulma and Turles as they headed back to their room.
“Kakarot.”
Kakarot
turned around sharply and looked at Vegeta with fevered eyes. “It hurts.”
Vegeta
nodded; they both knew what Goku was talking about.
“Every
time I see her with him it hurts…I can’t take it! I know I promised, but…but I
have to have her!” Kakarot came closer to Vegeta. “I need her so much!”
“Just
relax, Kakarot.” Vegeta tried to calm the larger Saiyan down. “You have to let
her go…”
“No!”
Kakarot growled, his eyes flashing with anger. “I won’t let him near her
anymore…I’m the one who’s supposed to be with her! Me! Not him!”
“Kakarot!”
Vegeta silenced Kakarot with a deadly look. “You have to let go of this bond or
it’ll kill you! I can’t understand why you won’t let it go when it does this to
you!”
“Why?
You want to know why I won’t let her go?” Kakarot strode closer to Vegeta.
“Because I love her! That’s why! I love her!”
Vegeta
was silent for a moment. “If you mean that, then there’s nothing I can do or
say that’ll change your mind about this.”
“That’s
what I’ve been telling you all along.” Kakarot slumped against a wall for
support. “I know you think I’ve been doing this out of a need for revenge…and
I’ll admit that originally that was my plan, but I…I do love her! I’ve always
loved her, Vegeta, just never this much.”
“You
know…if you kill Turles, you’ll kill Bulma.”
Kakarot
looked up at Vegeta with grim determination on his face. “You’re forgetting
that I also have my mark on Bulma, and I’m not going to let Turles drag her to
her grave without a fight.”
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“I
missed you so much!” Bulma kissed Turles as he put his grinning daughter back
down in the playpen.
“You
shouldn’t have, I was only gone for a few weeks.” Turles caught Bulma in his
arms and pulled her close against his body. “But now that I’m back…” As Turles
leant down to kiss Bulma, the door chime sounded and with a reluctant sigh he
pulled away again.
“There’s
always something to interrupt us, isn’t their?” Turles grinned at Bulma as he
walked over and opened the door.
Bulma
turned back to tend to their daughter when the sound of Goku’s voice reached
her ears. Warily, Bulma put her daughter back down and slowly made her way to
Turles, who was still standing in the doorway, staring stonily into Goku’s
face.
“Goku?
What are you…?”
“You
never told him, did you?” Goku cut Bulma off, his eyes never leaving Turles’
face. “You never told him about us, did you?” He tore his gaze from Turles and
turned it on Bulma. “Why didn’t you tell him?” His stare became almost
accusatory and Bulma shivered as she felt Goku’s power level begin to rise.
This
wasn’t good.
“Goku,
what are you talking about?” Bulma took a step closer to Turles and swallowed.
“Yeah…what
are you talking about?” Turles’ power lever began to rise as well when he
registered the depth of Goku’s anger.
“What
am I talking about?” Goku threw back his head and laughed, then, in a blur of
movement, he stepped forward and jerked the neckline of Bulma’s shirt down to
expose the bite mark. “I’m talking about this!”
“What
about it? That’s my bite mark…”
“Is
it?” Goku sneered. “Maybe if you looked a little closer you’d see that there
are two bite marks their, not just one.”
“What?”
Turles turned and looked at Bulma. Through their link he could detect her
unease and fear. With hands that showed none of his inner turmoil, he pulled
her shirt away from the bite mark and looked closely at it. Turles felt his
breath catch as very, very faintly he saw the outline of a faint bite mark that
was overlaid on top of his.
“What’s
wrong? You don’t look too happy.” Goku’s eyes were wide with anticipation of a
fight.
“Bulma?”
Turles was aware that his hurt was showing in his eyes, but it was impossible
to mask his emotion. “How did this happen?”
“I
thought he was you…It happened not long after we’d arrived here. Nothing
happened, I swear, he just bit me and when I realized that it was Goku and not
you I…”
“I
can guess what you did.” Turles looked down into Bulma’s swirling blue eyes and
felt his momentary anger at her fade. He could feel through the bond that she
loved him; that she wouldn’t cheat on him with any other man. Turles turned his
attention to Goku, who was watching them both with a look of anticipation on
his face.
“If
you were expecting me to hurt Bulma, then you’re going to be let down,” Turles snarled
at his brother, who merely smirked at him. “All I want to do right now is take
you down!”
“Bring
it on.” Goku smirked.
“Please,
don’t do this!” Bulma put a hand up to Turles’ chest as he went to move
forward. “This is what he wants you to do!”
“Well,
this is what I want to do, too! He tried to steal you! Tried to steal my mate!”
Turles pulled Bulma close and kissed her, breathing in her scent as he did so,
even when she tried to pull away from air he held her still. Finally, Turles
pulled away and Bulma gasped for breath, fear causing her wide blue eyes to darken.
Turles
had only kissed her so possessively once before…
~*~FLASHBACK~*~
Bulma was thrown to the ground with the
force of the explosion, the air was knocked out of her chest and bright spots
danced in front of her eyes. Her chest felt as though bands of steel were
wrapped around it and for several minutes she couldn’t seem to breathe. She dug
her fingernails into the ground in panic and desperately tries to suck in air,
managing only to draw a tiny gasp into her lungs as her heart beat thudded loudly
in her ears.
She lay still on the ground until the panic
and fear faded and she could breath more easily again. Then she cautiously
dragged herself into a crouch and looked about her. The ki blast from the
Saiyan had knocked her several meters from where she had been standing when he
had attacked. The only question was…where was the Saiyan now?
Bulma glanced around her, but the air was
still swirling with dust and it was hard to see even a foot in front of her.
Carefully, she crept forward a few meters, wincing at how loud each movement
she made seemed to be. A sound to the left caught Bulma’s attention and she saw
a shape lumbering towards her from out of the mist. Bulma knew it wasn’t the
Saiyan himself; it was one of his lower men…no doubt sent in to finish her off.
They were just having fun now – killing off the
last few humans for sport before they left. They had what the came for – the fruit
of that horrible demon tree which had killed almost all life on Earth. Bulma
took a deep, calming breath and backed away from the shape – she refused to die
like some animal, but If the saiyan saw her, it would be all over, the only
hope she had was that he wouldn’t notice her as she sneaked off. She continued
to back away until, with a thud, she backed right into another person. With a
small gasp she spun around and almost choked with relief and disbelief when she
was who it was.
“Goku? It’s really you! You came to help us!”
She threw herself into his arms, unaware of the surprised look that briefly
flashed across the handsome Saiyan’s face.
“Goku?” The Saiyan’s voice was a deep, amused
rumble that was definitely not Goku’s. “I can assure you that I am not Goku.”
Bulma pulled back and stared in shock at the
man who stood before her. Even with the dust still swirling around them she
knew it had to be Goku! He looked just like Goku, he even had the hair! Then
Bulma caught sight of the tail, which was wrapped tight around his waist, and
the world seemed to rock around her. But how could it be?
Then she remember that Goku had one brother
Raditz – what if he had another brother? “Oh, no…” She took a staggering step away
from the strange Saiyan male, who was watching her with amusement. She felt
fear settle like a dead weight in the pit of her stomach as the saiyan look her
up and down – her torn clothing showing more flesh then it covered.
“And where do you think you’re going?” He
caught up to her in a few steps and, easily overcoming her struggle, pulled her
close to him again. Plastering her body against his. “You don’t think I’m going
to let a delectable little piece of meat like you get away with bumping into me
without even an apology, do you?”
Bulma couldn’t force a single word out of her
throat as he looked down into her face and slowly lowered his head to hers, claiming
her lips in a fiery kiss, breathing in her scent as he plundered her mouth…
~*~END FLASHBACK~*~
“Turles…?”
Bulma looked uncertainly up in his face. “Please, tell me you’re not going to
do this!”
“I
have to fight for what’s mine, Bulma.” Turles gently traced a hand down her
cheek, aware of Goku’s unhappy presence behind him. “No matter what happens,
you know that I love you. I always did. From the very first moment I met you.”
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A/N – Well the next chapter is a big chapter! Goku and Turles fight and somebody dies. It’s going to be a very angst ridden chapter! Please review