Chapter 5

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own DBZ – You know the drill, the painful, painful ‘I don’t own DBZ’ drill *Sigh*

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Chichi and Kakarot stared into each others eyes, “Tell me Kakarot, why am I in bed with you rather then screaming and ranting that you made me a vampire?” Chichi brushed a strand of her hair off her face,

“I don’t know. Bulma was the same though; I’ve never actually ever made a vampire before so I wouldn’t know. We could ask Prince Vegeta later, he’d know.” Kakarot sounded bitter.

“Don’t think about Vegeta and Bulma.” Chichi scolded him.

“It bothers you?” Kakarot seemed to find this amusing.

“It doesn’t bother me, but I…I feel jealous, like your mine and Bulma should be keeping away.” Chichi frowned at the unfamiliar emotion; “I’m also confused over why you are so attracted to Bulma.”

“Why?” Kakarot closed his eyes and turned his head away, “She was mine! I found her! I changed her! She was supposed to be my mate and then he stole her.” Kakarot pushed Chichi off him and stood up, “It’s always been the same. I find something I like and he takes it from me.” Kakarot moved to the window and gazed out, “Besides, it was me Bulma wanted…I knew from the first moment she saw me that it was me she wanted.”

“What happened the night you saw her?” Chichi stood up and moved to Kakarot’s side, “Why are you so attached?”

Kakarot took her hand and led her back to the bed. “I’ll tell you.”

***FLASH BACK***

Kakarot scented the air and froze, in the breeze an unmistakable smell of sadness and tears reached him. Intrigued he abandoned his hunt and walked through the park. Silently but quickly he threaded his way between the trees towards the sound of crying. He froze as he caught sight of her. Long blue hair trailed down her back as she walked to a park bench in the garden and sat down, the tears on her cheeks catching the moonlight and glowing. Kakarot stepped out of the trees and walked towards her, dazzled by the delicate beauty of this woman.

“Why do you cry?” He stopped a few metres from her and watched as she stared into the night sky with innocent blue eyes wet with tears.

“Why do you care?” Her voice was a bare whisper but in it Kakarot could hear her pain, raw and bleeding. He almost winced to hear such despair in the voice of someone so young.

“I am curious as to what could make such a creature as yourself mourn so badly, have you lost someone?” He stepped closer and tried to catch her eye, willing her to fall into his eyes.

She lowered her gaze to the ground, still ignoring his presence and shrugged. “You could say that.”

Kakarot walked closer and sat next to her, taking her hand and forcing her to look in his eyes. “What’s your name little one?”

“Bulma, Bulma Briefs.” She stared into his eyes and looked away as the endless blackness in them began to swirl and pull her in. “Your not human are you? I can see something in your eyes that shouldn’t be there.”

He reached his other hand up and stroked her soft blue hair. “Your right, I’m not human.” He moved himself closer. “I’ll tell you what I am if you tell me why you cry.”

Bulma looked at him again, and let herself begin to fall into his starry black eyes. “My boyfriend…he was cheating on me.” Another tear slipped from her eyes. “All this time I never knew, I never even guessed that he was seeing another woman.”

Kakarot tilted his head and traced one of her delicate cheekbones. “Only a fool would let someone like you go.” He considered her for a moment and then came to s sudden decision. “I can make you pain stop.”

Her eyes were like liquid pools of the deepest blue midnight as she looked at his face, “How?”

“I am a vampire, a creature of the night.” He squeezed her hand. “I can change you and make the pain of what he did stop.”

Bulma felt Kakarot’s eyes pulling her in further and tried to fight out of them, “I don’t want to die…”

Kakarot ignored her words and pulled her close to him, nuzzling her neck; he pushed his tongue against the throbbing artery in his neck and carefully punctured through with his fangs. Her blood gushed into his mouth and Kakarot swallowed mouthfuls at a time, aware of her faint whimpering as he sucked her neck wound. Her hands, which had been clinging tightly to his shoulder slipped down and Kakarot pulled back to gaze at Bulma with fully black eyes. “I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again, I swear to it. I’ll be your protector and your mate, I’ll take away all the pain which your mate caused you and I’ll make everything better again.”

“Why?” The girls wide blue eyes bored into his as she clung tightly to him, her life rapidly fading as her blood poured from the neck wound where he had fed, where he had sated his hanger and desire against her will.

“It’s what I am.” He told her softly, kissing her pale lips with his own stained red ones as her life slipped away and he gently brushed her hair away from her face.

***END FLASH BACK***

“What did you mean by that?” Chichi asked, “When you said, ‘It’s what I am’ what did you mean?”

Kakarot looked at her sadly, “Because what I said I’d do for her is a part of what I am. I am a vampire guard, a protector. One of my most valuable powers, one which even Vegeta does not possess, it to rid people of their pain.”

“Wow.” Chichi rested her head on his shoulder, “So your angry at Vegeta because…?”

“Because I cannot keep my promise to Bulma, I cannot protect her and be her mate if he is protecting her and being her mate.” Kakarot angrily growled. “He knew how I felt and yet he took her anyway.”

Chichi kissed him, turning his head to face her, “Let him have her Kakarot, he will take good care of her.” She pushed him back on the bed and crawled over him again, “Take a wild guess at why I feel so calm when I know I should be more hysterical.”

“Because…” Kakarot trailed off and a look of amazement appeared on shi face, “Are you saying that just being around me is making you calm?”

“I think so.” Chichi kissed him again.

“That means your going to become my mate.” Kakarot wrapped arms around her and pulled her even closer to him, “It is typical vampire behaviour to inadvertently use powers on each other if a vampire subconsciously knows he has met his mate.”

“And why would I be trying to become your mate?” Chichi raised a perfect black eyebrow,

“Because you’re worried Bulma may try to claim me. There are only two male vampires and two females, you like me better then Vegeta and so you are trying to claim me. Its typical of the female vampires, they’re even more territorial then us males.” Kakarot grinned up at Chichi, “Now that I’ve answered your question perhaps we should continue what we started earlier?” Kakarot ran an appreciative hand down Chichi’s side and pulled her flat against him.

“Of course we can,” Chichi smiled, flashing fangs at him.

“Good.” Kakarot kissed her, his tongue darting in between her fangs as he rolled over and caught Chichi beneath him, “I’ve missed having a warm body beside me at night.” he whispered in her ear as her kissed down her neck and ran his tongue along her collar bone,

Chichi dragged her sharp nails down Goku’s back, tearing into his skin, “Truth be known Kakarot, I’ve been waiting for something my whole life that I never actually found with any man. I’ve only just realised why.” Chichi bit down on Kakarot’s shoulder and he growled beneath her,

“And what did you realise?” He ripped off the remainder off Chichi’s dress and stared down at her while a fire burnt in his eyes,

“I realised that I’d never found what I was looking for with a man because only a vampire could give me what I long for.” Chichi kissed Kakarot, “I want the heat of the moonlight to burn along my back,” Chichi bit into Kakarot’s chest muscles and felt him shudder above her, “I want to love someone form the shadows, someone who’s strong, someone who can teach how to be bad.” Chichi returned to Kakarot’s mouth and claimed it again, biting along his lower lip until she tasted his blood in her mouth, Kakarot likewise bit into her lip and they fed from each others mouths as their bodies grew ready for the ultimate pleasure.

“I can give you that and more, my love,” Kakarot whispered as he pushed her back against the bed and stared down her evilly, “Much more.” Kakarot drew his lips back from his fangs and sank them into her neck at the same time his body entered hers and they began a mating that was as violent as it was passionate.

“Kakarot!” Chichi growled out his name as her body lifted from the bed almost twined about his as she came again and again. She raked her nails down his back until it was raw and bleeding, above her Kakarot gave a snarl of animal like satisfaction and his on body shuddered and his seed spilt into her. Kakarot bent his head down to Chichi’s neck to feed from her again as they both entered a world of pleasure and pain, a world of their own making.

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Vegeta and Bulma still lay together, tangled in a mass of silken sheets; Bulma’s neck was cricked to the side as she watched Vegeta sleep. He stirred and Bulma moved away from his a little bit, her eyes hungrily watching the way his chest muscles rippled as he sat up,

What’s wrong with me? Why don’t I feel evil or dirty or like an animal? Why don’t I feel guilty? Bulma wondered to herself as Vegeta reached for her and pulled her in close for a simple hug.

Vegeta breathed in Bulma’s scent as he pulled her close, her heart was beating more strongly now, the change was almost complete. He rolled his eyes down to look at Bulma’s bare shoulder and gently he bit down on it, sinking his fangs in and slowly drinking up a little of her blood.

Vegeta almost swooned; it had been so long since he had tasted the blood of his own people. Bulma likewise bit into his shoulder but didn’t suck any of the blood out; instead she waited for it to well up and then lapped it like a cat. Vegeta moaned softly, the woman couldn’t possibly know how good it felt for a full blood vampire to be bitten. Bulma pulled away and hungrily kissed him, Vegeta tasted his own blood on her lips and they drank each other down as they moved in closer, Vegeta felt dawn coming and gently pulled Bulma from him, “The sun is…”

“Coming, I know, I can feel it too.” Bulma interrupted and gave him a kiss as she pulled on the red silk robe he held out to her, she lay back down on the bed and watched him, “Do you sleep in the day too my Prince?”

“I do. But not always, sometimes I stay awake to watch over my people.” Vegeta pulled on his own black silk robe and lay down beside her.

“Are you going to sleep today or are you going to stay awake?” Bulma asked him as he lay down next to her.

He laughed, “Silly woman.” Vegeta tapped her on the nose, “I’m going to sleep. I was awake all yesterday hunting for you and all last night doing…well…we both know what we were doing last night.” Vegeta kissed her again.

Something occurred to Bulma and despite the presence of the rising sun, she asked him, “Don’t vampires burn in sunlight?”

“Yes Bulma, but the pure blooded Royals do not burn as others do. I will tell you more tonight, now you must sleep.” Vegeta himself allowed a tide of sleepiness to gather him up and pull him down into slumber, next to him Bulma yawned once and was instantly asleep too.

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“I can’t believe it! I stumbled on the last nest of vampires, Yamcha will be so proud of me!” Puar flew towards the city.

For unbeknownst to Bulma, her old love was a vampire slayer, the very same vampire slayer who had been responsible for nearly all of the vampire deaths.

Puar reached the city within a few hours, by now the sun was well we and was had almost reached its midday zenith; excited she knocked on Yamcha’s door, “Yamcha! Open up!”

“Puar? PUAR! Your alive!” Yamcha flung open the door and scooped up his best buddy, “What happened to you last night?”

Puar hopped out of Yamcha’s hug and retold his story; “I was on a look out for vampires, just like you told me to be, when this group of drunken boys chased me. I as hiding on the park bridge when this girl comes along, a really pretty girl Yamcha, short with blue hair and wide blue eyes. She was wearing this short black dress and looked really harmless, she just walked up to the boys and told them to stop making so much noise, or to something to that effect and they started leering at her and all this and making crude suggestions. Then all of a sudden BAM! The girl threw one guy over the river and another one she hurled into the bridge and he ended up in the water and she then threw another guy into a tree and snapped his back. She grabbed the last guy, and then before I could blink she’s gone, one minute she was there then she was gone! It was then that I realised she was a vampire, but not just any ordinary vampire.”

Puar paused for breath and waved her little paws at Yamcha, “I followed her to her lair, and it’s this neo gothic castle up on the ridge a few miles away, only a few hours flying distance. There I saw this other vampire, he was obviously a full-blooded vampire, and he had this woman with him, she looked human and smelt human, but she was wild with hunger. Then the blue haired woman dumped down the boy and fed it too the woman. It was then I realised what I was seeing, a newborn vampire feeding, Yamcha do you understand? The vampires of this city are starting to turn humans.”

“Puar that’s horrible! How did you escape?” Yamcha’s eyes were wide with excitement at the thought of hunting vampires again.

“Well, just when I was hoping I could leave the Prince vampire came…I managed to fool them into thinking I was harmless and slipped out when they were all otherwise entertained!” Puar sat down on the kitchen table and waited for Yamcha to speak.

“So its just like I suspected, the vampires are increasing their numbers again, probably so they can attack us humans, imprison us in small cages where they will feed from us at will and probably poke small sharp sticks at us for fun.” Yamcha crossed his arms and gazed into the distance, “Yeah, this smells like trouble alright.”

“Yamcha? There is just one more thing that I feel I should mention to you. The blue haired vampire? Well, there is no easy way to say this, but she’s Bulma. You’re Bulma.”

“What? Impossible!” Yamcha stared at Puar in shock,

“Well, here’s the really bizarre part, she likes being a vampire, she likes it so much that she’s already started sleeping with the Prince vampire.” Puar winced as Yamcha crushed the coke can in his hand in a show of strength.

“My Bulma is sleeping with the Prince vampire? You’re wrong Puar, Just because I made one little mistake in out relationship doesn’t mean she’d go get turned into a vampire and like it!” Yamcha turned away as his emotions got the better of him, “I never stopped loving her Puar, even when she left me I still loved her. For our love I’ll track her down, capture her and either find a way to turn her human or…” Yamcha paused for effect, “Or I’ll have to kill her.”

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