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dragon ball z or dragon ball gt, nor do I make any money from this fic. Please
don’t sue me, I’m just a poor Australian and our dollar really sucks right now
so please don’t sue!
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“Wait
here. After I leave with Seventeen you can go in and find Bulma but not until
then. Got it?” Eighteen, Vegeta and Gohan were crouched behind some boulders
not far from the entrance to the lab.
“For
the last time Woman, we know the plan. Just make you sure you don’t malfunction
and ruin it for us.” Vegeta sneered and ignored the androids snarl as she leapt
into the air and flew to the entrance, disappearing inside within a few
moments, “Do you remember the combination for the key pad on the door, boy?” Vegeta
asked Gohan as they both let out sighs of relief that the android was gone.
“Sure
I do, 1- 0 – 9 – G - X, not all that hard to remember.” Gohan tried to smile
but Vegeta only grunted and turned back to watch the lab entrance for any signs
of the androids leaving.
***(&)***
“You
know I always liked your hair, even when I was with Vegeta. I used to wonder
what it would feel like running my hands through it…” Bulma trailed off as
Eighteen strode into the room, muttered a hello and then dragged her brother
aside and talked to him in a whisper so low that even Bulma’s keen hearing
couldn’t hear.
Probably
talking about me, that stupid android, I hate her! I don’t care what Seventeen
says, she has got to go, she’s way to unbalanced to keep around, Bulma glanced up to find Eighteen glaring at her.
“Bulma,
Eighteen tells me that Vegeta’s challenged me to a fight back out near
Chichi’s. I have to go now; alone…Vegeta doesn’t want you there. Apparently he
thinks he might get distracted.” Seventeen let out a burst of boyish laughter,
“You going to be right here by yourself?”
“Of
course,” Bulma looked up to find a satisfied smirk curling the edges of
Eighteens mouth, “What could go wrong.”
“That’s
my girl.” Seventeen tussled her hair as he walked past then bent down and
whispered in her ear, “We’ll finish our discussion later.” And then he winked
at her slyly and left.
***(&)***
“There
they go!” Gohan grabbed Vegeta’s shoulder and pointed at the two barely
distinguishable figures that left the lab entrance and shot into the sky. Gohan
turned a serious face on and crooked a finger at Vegeta, “Let’s go.”
Silently
and not using their powers for fear that Bulma could sense their power levels
the two saiyans snuck up to the entrance. Gohan keyed the numbers into the keypad
and the door opened silently, allowing them access.
“Do
you remember Eighteen’s directions on where they’re keeping my brat?” Vegeta
whispered as they crept along. Gohan nodded and turned left the next turn to
hunt down Trunks; Vegeta turned right and silently threaded his way down the
hallway until he came to a door that had a crack of light showing under it and
the unmistakable tones of Bulma’s off key humming.
“Is
that you Seventeen?” Bulma slowly began to turn around but before she could
pivot more then a few degrees Vegeta took a deep breath and launched himself at
her, latching onto her back and sinking his fangs into her neck without
pausing.
Bulma
screamed. Not her normal girlish scream but one that he’d never heard before,
one of anger and pain. She tried desperately to pull him off her back but
Vegeta ignored the wounds she was inflicting and concentrated on putting his
bond on her.
“Let
me go you freak!” Bulma leapt backwards and rammed Vegeta into a wall, he
grunted but held on.
Finally
he felt something in Bulma give, not physically give but her mind cracked open
and Vegeta rushed in, making Bulma his before she could work out what was going
on and stop him.
“Vegeta…”
Bulma sank to the floor, and lent back into Vegeta, her eyes wide and vacant as
she felt him tear through her mind, invading her memories and most personal
thoughts. With a groan of pain Vegeta finally pulled away, but not completely,
Bulma could still feel part of him in her mind. She wondered if this was hurting him as much as it was hurting
her? It felt like rape…
“What
have you done?” She hoarsely demanded as she relaxed into Vegeta’s hold against
her will.
“Bonded
with you woman.” Vegeta turned her around to face him and Bulma couldn’t help
but gasp. Not because his face was a mask of blood, but rather because some
horrid little part of her found him attractive in his blood soaked state.
“But
what have you done to me?” Bulma tried to shake off the strong, lustful
sensation that rocked through her body as she gazed into his dark cobalt eyes.
She wanted him more then she wanted Seventeen…in fact she couldn’t even
remember why she’d left Vegeta. He was so strong…
“Made
you mine mind body and soul.” Vegeta licked the blood off his lips and slowly
bent down and kissed her, a gently brush of his lips against hers. Immediately
Bulma felt pressure inside of her head and she pushed against him. This is
wrong! You don’t love Vegeta! Bulma’s mind shrieked in panic, but it had no
affect, she lent into his kiss eagerly, desperately wanting to please Vegeta.
***(&)***
“I’m
sorry Seventeen…” Eighteen backed away from her brother as a murderous fire
filled his eyes. The empty clearing around them was lit up by his ki as he
advanced upon his sister.
“What
do you mean you brought me out here to get me away form Bulma?” He took another
step closer to his sister, “What do you mean?”
“I’m
sorry…” Eighteen backed up another step, “I had to…she’s not like us…she was
changing you…”
“What…do…you…mean?”
Seventeen clenched his teeth and fists, punctuating each word with a step
closer.
“I
got you away form the lab so Vegeta and Gohan could get her back!” Eighteen
spat out angrily, “Your not yourself anymore! I had to let them have her back
so I could get you back! That horrible woman was making you soft!” Eighteen
changed her tone of anger into a gently tone, “It’s going to be you and me
again, just like it was before.”
She
wouldn’t… Seventeen stared in horror
at his counterpart. She had truly given Bulma up to the saiyans? But I love
Bulma… Seventeen closed his eyes and tried to search out Bulma’s power
level but was unable to trace it at all.
“You
bitch!” Seventeen screamed in anger and rushed at his sister, intent on
destroying her.
***(&)***
Vegeta
kicked the bedroom door and lay Bulma down on the bed, behind him Gohan mumbled
worriedly. The woman sagged against the blankets and pillows and stared up at
him with clouded but hostile eyes.
“I
was expecting him to attack us all the way back…do you think he doesn’t know
yet?”
“Oh
no, he knows.” Vegeta licked his lips again, still able to taste the coppery
sweetness of Bulma’s blood, “Now if you don’t mind Gohan, I’d like to be alone
with my mate.” Vegeta stared at Bulma with such an animal like hunger in his
eyes that Gohan slammed the door and hurried himself and Trunks to the opposite
side of capsule corp.
Minutes
later Bulma opened her eyes drunkenly to focus on Vegeta as he panted above
her, his body furiously moving against hers. She moaned, unable to help herself
and Vegeta kissed her as if to quieten her down. His body thrusting in and out
of her rhythmically. It fel wonderful but…she couldn’t remember how she’d got
like this…why she was back with Vegeta…she suddenly found herself wanting to
please him even though she hated him…
Seventeen!
Oh God Seventeen! Bulma’s mind
fought and clawed to be free of Vegeta’s influence, but it was a useless fight.
Vegeta kissed her again, his dark brooding eyes capturing his gaze as he kept
their bodies tightly pressed against each other.
“Mine…”
Vegeta whispered against her lips, and Bulma saw in his eyes a flash of what
looked an awful lot like insanity.
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