Chapter 4

DISCLAMIER: I don’t own DBZ, nor have I ever, nor shall I ever.

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“Where am I?” Chichi looked around wildly, panting with fear she focused on Vegeta and screamed and scuttled into a corner of the room where she hugged herself and began to rock slowly back and forth.

“Its ok, Chichi.” Kakarot walked towards her, his palms out flat as if to show he meant no harm, as he walked closer Kakarot could hear as her heartbeat started to slow and she relaxed little by little, “Its ok, your fine, nobody is going to hurt you.”

Chichi jumped as he said the word ‘hurt’ and began to shake, her eyes flashing with anger as she seemed to remember what Kakarot was.

“You…you bit me!” ChiChi turned to face Vegeta and matched his scowl with one of his own, “So did you! You’re both monsters!” Chichi bared her teeth and leapt at Vegeta, managing to slap his face before he knocked her to the floor where she lay panting again.

“I’m no more a monster then you are.” Vegeta’s voice was low and emotionless.

Chichi paused, her mouth opening and closing as she worked out what had happened, she looked down at her dress and seemed to see the blood splattered across it for the first time. “You made me vampire?” She looked up at Kakarot; her eyes watering, “You made me a vampire?” she repeated quietly and stood up slowly, her arms wrapped around herself.

“I had to, it was either make you a vampire or kill you and since I found you attractive I decide that keeping you alive might be the better option.” Kakarot looked shamefacedly at the ground.

Chichi turned to look at Bulma and her eyes widened with recognition, “Hey! I know you! Your Bulma Briefs, the daughter of Dr. Briefs, right?” ChiChi smiled suddenly, forgetting her earlier angst over being a vampire and walked forward to grasp Bulma’s hand, “It’s an honour to meet you, even if it is under such mundane circumstances, as a writer from the Daily Sun I’m quite eager to learn all about your fathers new invention.”

“You’re a journalist?” Bulma grinned, “I hate to disappoint you but I don’t think your going to have a job anymore, I don’t I will either.” Bulma pushed her blue hair behind her ears and glanced at Kakarot and Vegeta, “They changed me too, but don’t worry…it isn’t all bad. In a way being a vampire if like being reborn again in a stronger, faster and much more sensitive body.” Bulma raised her eyes and looked into Vegeta’s, “The only downside is the whole blood drinking part.”

“I don’t want to kill people and drink their blood.” Chichi looked at the two men on the floor with horror filled eyes, “Somehow killing people for food seems so wrong.”

“You don’t have to kill to feed. You just had to kill these two because you were hungry.” Kakarot sidled closer and slipped Chichi and friendly look.

Bulma shooed him away and put an arm around Chichi, “Hey you know what? Maybe you could only feed from bad people…you could be a crime fighting vamp that disposes of bad guys roaming the street.” Bulma giggled, “Like a blood sucking superwoman.” Chichi began to laugh too while Vegeta and Kakarot exchanged confused look and shrugged.

Chichi looked closely at Vegeta and Kakarot and stopped laughing; her curiosity piqued again, “I thought all the vampires were eradicated? How did you two manage to escape? Are there more of you running around?” Chichi glanced around the room as if expecting more vampires to step out of the walls.

Vegeta moved closer to Bulma and pulled her away from Chichi, “Most vampires were eradicated, I and my counterpart, Kakarot are the only ones left…except for you two. But you don’t really count as original vampires…no offence.”

Bulma leant back into the warmth of Vegeta’s body and sighed, “None taken.”

Kakarot copied Vegeta and moved closer to Chichi, managing to casually put an arm around her. Chichi met Bulma’s eyes and they exchanged a knowing look.

“What was that?” Vegeta’s eyes fastened on curtains blocking the window as a small scratching sound emanated from them, he crept closer. “Did you hear that?”

“Hear what?” Kakarot followed Vegeta and froze as he heard the sound too, “Is it human?”

“No.” Vegeta muttered back, “Whatever is hiding behind those curtains smells of animal…a feline to be precise.”

“It’s a cat?” Bulma watched as Vegeta carefully crept closer to the curtains, “Your not going to kill a cat are you?” Vegeta nodded and Bulma, fuming strode over and grabbed his hand.

“Damn right your not.” A small, high-pitched voice said.

Vegeta and Bulma sprang back from the curtains and Kakarot hissed, drawing his lips back from his fangs warningly as the curtains fluttered and something small and blue flashed out.

“Who said that?” Vegeta’s black eyes swept about the room and finally fastened on a small blue cat that was levitating in the air,

“I did!” The little cat pulled warily eyed Kakarot as he hissed again, “My name is Puar and I’m a shape changer!”

“So what do you want? A prize?” Vegeta smirked at Puar, who managed to glare back.

“I’m just warning you not to try and kill me or I’ll change into something nasty!”

“Its ok.” Bulma smiled kindly at the cat and managed to pull the tiny bundle into her arms, “I wont let them hurt you.”

“You…”The cat looked at Bulma as if it recognised her but Puar’s little mouth quickly shut and she seemed to recover, “I mean, I am a shape changer and the only one of my kind left.”

“You poor thing.” Bulma let the little animal float a little distance away, “Don’t you have any family?”

“Well I used to…” The little animal managed to look incredibly sad, even though it was a small blue, rabbit like cat; “But now we are all but extinct. I have come here seeking sanctuary from the human hunters who would slay me for my pelt, in the same way the hunters killed vampires for their teeth.”

Vegeta snorted, “What makes you think I’d help you?”

“You’re a fellow night creature…I simply assumed…”

“I don’t think you should be assuming anything, pest.” Kakarot growled and circled around to stand in front of Chichi, “I have heard of your kind before, often you work with the humans to hunt vampires, so why should we believe you?”

“Because it’s the truth.” Puar looked at Bulma who he identified as the one most likely to help him, “Please…allow me sanctuary!”

“Kakarot, stop growling please.” Bulma nodded at the cat and put her hand on the larger vampires shoulder, then moved closer and liked his ear, “Shhh, I don’t think a tiny cat will hurt us.”

Vegeta growled as he watched Bulma flirt with Kakarot and glared at Puar, “Kakarot you may stand down, the shape changer may stay.” He strode forward and grabbed Bulma, glaring at Kakarot who looked at Bulma possessively before looking back to Chichi.

Vegeta nodded at Kakarot moved closer to the black haired one, threw a scowl at the cat then carried Bulma out of the room; his boots stomping angrily down the hall.

“Wow, he’s kind of pent up isn’t he?” Chichi remarked as she watched Vegeta storm away,

“Not pent up, just jealous, which he shouldn’t be since Bulma is rightfully mine.” Kakarot shrugged and sighed then looked at Chichi playfully, “So what should we do while were alone together?”

Chichi giggled throatily and advanced towards him, pushing him onto the bed and crouching over him, purring seductively as she pulled off his shirt and lent down to kiss him, “How about I make you forget about Bulma?”

Puar watched the two vampires for a moment longer before quietly slipping out of the room and melting into the shadows.

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Vegeta pushed Bulma down on the bed and pulled his shirt over his head, closing his eyes as Bulma ran hands down his chest.

“You have an amazing body, my prince…” Bulma ran her tongue along his shoulder and kissed him, her fingers tangling in his hair as he leant eagerly into the kiss. Vegeta groaned in the back of his throat and carefully lifted the dress over her head and unsnapped her bra. He lowered his head to look at her, his cobalt eyes taking in her shapely breasts,

“I can say the same for you woman…” Vegeta looked into her blue eyes and managed a smile that didn’t resemble a smirk, “…Bulma.”

He kissed her again as his hands trailed off her underwear. Bulma laughed softly as Vegeta ran appreciative hands up her long legs and wrapped them around her tiny waist, “How could any man cheat on you?” Vegeta breathed into her hair and Bulma pulled off his pants, and pulled him back on top of her,

“How did you know that Yamcha…my old human mate cheated on me?” Bulma dug nails into Vegeta’s back as he positioned himself at her entrance and thrust himself in.

“I have my sources.” Vegeta grinned as Bulma moaned louder, “So woman, answer my question, why did your mate cheat on you?”

Bulma opened her eyes and looked up at Vegeta, “Because he’s only human.” She caught Vegeta’s face in her hands and stared into his endless midnight eyes, “He isn’t like you, like us.”

Bulma stared into Vegeta’s eyes as he continued to make love to her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and clung on for dear life as he pushed himself deeper and deeper into her. Bulma was dimly aware of her loud moans but unashamed.

She noticed the way his eyes never left hers either, the way they held her as if she were the most important thing in the universe. No man had looked at her this way…not even Yamcha. Bulma moaned Vegeta’s name as he began to move faster and faster within her, his hard, deep thrusts taking her to a whole new level of pleasure and she screamed aloud in pure ecstasy as her body climaxed.

Vegeta gave one more thrust into her, his fully black and impassioned eyes taking in Bulma’s tightly shut eyes, her expression of bliss and arched back in a mere second, then he too howled in pleasure and allowed the carnal satisfaction he felt in taking a woman to fully wash over him.

As they lay together afterwards, their limbs sweaty and tangled, Vegeta realised that this changing vampire, this woman was indeed the one for him.

She was his true mate.

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Meanwhile, outside the castle walls a small blue shadow was making it’s way back to the city and to his master; the most feared and well known vampire hunter in the land.

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