SEDUCTRESS

Chapter 6: Unexpected

"I wasn't expecting that at all." Bulma admitted to the King as she stood in front of him. Everyone had returned to the party so the royal family that now included Bulma, huddled together.

The King chuckled. "Neither did I."

"What is your reasoning behind this?" The Prince asked with a frown on his face.

"It will be easier to explain her permanent residence here." The King answered. Bulma beamed as she grasped victory. She looked around for the Princess. She was gone. But the doors behind the thrones that led to the garden were halfway open.

"We should finish this conversation later." Bulma suggested.

"You're right. For now mingle. This goes for you, Vegeta." The King said.

The King grabbed Bulma by the back of her neck and kissed her forehead. "Don't make me regret my decision." The King said softly. Bulma bowed her head.

"I won't, I promise, father." The new Princess smirked.

"Like I said, you conduct yourself like a true Saiyan female." The King said and walked away leaving Vegeta and Bulma behind.

Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm. "Come with me." She murmured into his ear.

Bulma led the Prince to the garden. They passed the thrones and slid away. Bulma made sure the King wasn't looking.

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The garden was faintly lit. A few lamps surrounded the area and in the middle, there was a functioning fountain. The fountain's centerpiece was a set of three descending crystal spheres, each supported by a tall crystal column. The largest one was set taller than the other two. The water flowed from the inside and out of the spheres. Blue lights illuminated the bottom of the fountain, making the water sparkle as it exited the crystal globes.

The Prince and his mistress made it to the gardens. Vegeta closed the door behind him. Bulma walked to the fountain. She extended her hand and allowed the water to wet her hand. She tilted her head up and closed her eyes taking in the breeze of the night.

Vegeta slowly approached her as he contemplated the back of her body. He stopped behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He pushed his hands down to her waist and then to her hips. He stopped there and pushed his hands forward. His palms touched her lower abdomen.

He pulled her body against his and wrapped his arms around her. Still standing behind her, he felt Bulma put her left arm in the back of his head. They swayed their bodies to the muffled music that played behind them.

The Prince moved her hair to the side and kissed her neck. Bulma bit her lip and moaned. She felt Vegeta smirk against her neck. The Prince stroked her left leg with his left hand and lifted her dress. The mistress rubbed herself against his groin. Vegeta was the one to moan.

Bulma slowly opened her eyes. She looked at the stars and parted her lips when Vegeta's hand cupped her right breast. She rolled her eyes back as Vegeta stroked her flesh. She moistened her lips with her tongue and straightened her head and saw something ahead.

She squinted as she tried to make out what was in front of them. She smiled evilly as she realized it was Princess Zuri. The Princess made the best effort to hide behind a bush. Bulma decided to take advantage of the moment. She was going to put on a show for the spying little Princess. Without knowing the Princess helped Bulma's Machiavellian plan

Bulma turned around to face the Prince. She took his hands and dragged him inside the fountain. Vegeta hesitated. He looked behind him.

"Come on love, help me help you." She said as she stepped into the fountain.

"What does that mean?" Vegeta asked as he smirked. He was one step from stepping into the fountain.

"I'll explain later." Bulma said as she kept pulling the Prince.

"The King will notice our absence." Vegeta said as he stepped into the fountain. He looked down when he felt his shoes become wet.

"I'll take the blame." Bulma bit her lip.

"If you insist." Vegeta said as he pushed Bulma against one of the columns. The water rained in on them until they crashed against the column. The sphere above them was large enough to allow the water to surround them but not touch them.

Vegeta began kissing her lips then moved to her neck. She lifter her dress and wrapped her left leg around his waist. Vegeta, as in cue, took her butt in his hands and lifted her up. She wrapped her other leg around him.

"Come on Vegeta, stop toying with me." Bulma requested between moans as she looked behind her. The Princess was still standing there watching them.

"Why the rush?" Vegeta asked as he stroked her leg. Bulma turned her gaze forward.

"Remember we have to go back." Bulma answered. She reached for his pants.

Bulma knew the Princess had seen enough. But if she actually saw them having intercourse, that would be the ultimate blow against the Princes. So Bulma had to rush it.

Vegeta agreed on the fact that they would soon had to go back to the party so he undid his pants and drove inside her. He pushed upwards with force. "Happy?" Vegeta asked. Bulma looked at him. She smirked and pulled him tighter to her.

Vegeta smirked as he enjoyed his mistress enthusiasm. She was usually the one to taunt him with foreplay. He couldn't say he didn't enjoy it but sometimes it would be too much and when he couldn't take it anymore he would just take her. But this time, she was the one rushing.

"You know how to make me happier my Prince." Bulma shouted out. Vegeta couldn't help being turned on by the intensity of the moment. He began to thrust in and out of her with his Saiyan impetus. As he shoved into her, her back slid up and down on the column. Bulma placed her head on his shoulder for support. She moaned against his neck and held on tighter. She dug her fingers on the nape of his neck.

Behind the bush, Princess Zuri watched with a cold expression the heat of passion between her husband and his mistress. She saw disgusted as her husband give into Bulma. She bare witnessed at how the great Saiyan Prince surrendered his reason and dignity between his mistress' legs. Her pride had been shattered. Her name was probably the butt of her husband and the mistress' jokes. Her place as the sovereign Princess and future Queen of Vegetasei had been stripped from her hands. Her life and her marriage were complete and utter disappointments. And here they were satisfying each other and completely disregarding her. How she wished she were in Bulma's place. Not that she wished to be Bulma. But she wanted to be the one to wake such passion in Vegeta. But he never opened up to her. How could she ever make him happy if he never tried to be happy with her? Sadly, she realized that it was all doomed before it even started. Her gaze fell to the floor as Vegeta and Bulma continued their claim on each other.

She had enough. In her mind, there was only one thing left for her to do.

Bulma unwrapped her legs as Vegeta lowered her body and withdrew from her. Her heels touched the flooded ground. Vegeta's hands were against the column trapping Bulma's head between his hands. Bulma stroked his back. His head fell on her neck. She kissed his cheek in the sweetest and most tenderly way possible.

"I Love you Vegeta." Bulma whispered.

Vegeta withdrew his face from her neck and stared at Bulma with wide eyes. His ears couldn't believe it. She had never expressed her feeling for him. He wasn't quite sure if she had any feelings for him at all. Whether it was the result of the heated moment he didn't care. He couldn't help but feel elated about her confession. He would cherish it because he knew that she would not say it again. This was the first and only time he would hear those words from her lips. Her way to demonstrate her feelings was their physical relationship. He enjoyed it. It was easier for both of them, her especially. Perhaps that's why they fit so well together. She was not the type of woman that required a constant reminder of his feelings. She was tough and strong, just like him. She knew what she wanted and went for it.

He kissed her and placed his forehead against hers. They stared at each other.

Zuri started to walk away from the gardens. Vegeta sensed the movement. He looked up but Bulma pulled his face toward her. She savored her triumph as she locked her lips with his again. Zuri stopped and saw that apparently neither Bulma nor Vegeta had noticed her presence.

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Bulma held her pumps in her left hand and turned down the handle with her right. She entered her dark bedroom with a grin. The ecstasy of her intimacy with the Prince had not yet worn out. Everything was going according to plan. She could very well be one step from achieving everything she'd desired.

Bulma closed the door behind her and dropped her heels on the floor. She walked to her bed as she combed her hair with her fingers absentmindedly. The woman literally glowed with excitement.

"Did you enjoy your last fuck with Vegeta?" A voice rang behind her.

Bulma turned around to see Princess Zuri stand by the door. Bulma smirked as Zuri slowly walked to her rival.

"What a surprise. I wasn't expecting to see you here." Bulma played with the tips of her hair. "He's the perfect lover, not that you know. But I can assure you it won't be the last." Bulma stood defiantly with her chest propped up.

Zuri stood in front of Bulma. She looked Bulma from head to toes as she chuckled. Bulma frowned at Zuri's attitude. This was strange and rather eerie to see how the Princess eyed her. A chill ran down Bulma's spine. She thought Zuri looked evil and calculating. Zuri reached behind her.

"Yes it will!" Zuri smiled as she dug a blade into Bulma's abdomen. Bulma gasped in pain. She held Zuri's hands. "This is for fucking my husband."

The Princess twisted the blade and dug it deeper into Bulma. Bulma yelped. "And this was for the humiliation and shame." Zuri stepped away from Bulma. She left the blade buried into Bulma.

Bulma looked down. Her hands trembled as she reached for the blade. But she didn't touch it. She couldn't touch it. The pain was unbearable and to imagine touching the blade made Bulma cringe. Bulma's eyes filled with tears. Bulma walked backwards and collided with the bed. She placed her right arm on the bed for support. She took desperate breaths. The pain was excruciating.

She collapsed to the floor on her knees. She glanced at Zuri. The Princess' satisfied expression made Bulma smile.

"This is unexpected and an inconvenience." Bulma said.

"Everyone has a limit." Zuri said as she knelt in front of Bulma.

"I know." Bulma agreed. "He will kill you."

"I know." Zuri agreed. "But his whore will die first." Zuri pushed Bulma with her right hand. Bulma fell on her back. Zuri stood up and walked to stand next to her.

"It seems that I underestimated you." Bulma coughed blood.

"Did you really think I would let him be happy with you after everything you two have done to me?" Zuri said and stood up. "To be honest with you Bulma, I think we could have been good friends, if we were in another situation." Zuri winked, turned around and walked away. She closed the door behind her as Bulma watched.

Bulma suffered the excruciating pain as she tried to crawl on her side to the door. She didn't have the voice or the strength to yell. She was able to move but the door seemed to be so far away. Her eyelids felt like they weighted so much. She was starting to feel so sleepy. She stared at the ceiling.

"Vegeta." She called his name. She wanted him next to her. She wished for him to take her in his arms and kiss her, at least for one last time. Bulma chuckled as she realized that the Prince had made his way to her heart. She loved him; in her own way she loved him. She wanted to see him one more time.

Bulma looked at the closed door. Her tears escaped her eyes. Her hands grabbed the blade. She took a deep breath and pulled the blade with all the strength she had left. Her hands removed the blade slowly and her whimpers echoed through the room. Those were the longest and most painful five seconds. Bulma dropped threw the blade to the side and sobbed.

"Vegeta, where are you?" Bulma said as she took a look at her bloody and trembling hands.

Bulma got on her knees and hands and started crawling to the door leaving a bloody trail behind. As she almost reached it, the door opened up. Bulma looked up before collapsing on the floor again.

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Vegeta had put on dry clothes. He was closing the doors to his room. His held his cape on his arm. After closing the door behind him he swung his cape on his shoulders.

"Prince Vegeta!" A panicked and desperate voice made him look forward. It was Bulma's personal servant. She ran toward him. What was her name? He didn't remember.

"What do you want?" Vegeta asked in a dry tone. Vegeta noticed the woman was trembling and sweating.

"Prince Vegeta! My lady Bulma, she's hurt. She needs you!" Ami said with tears on her eyes. That's when Vegeta also noticed the blood on Ami's hands and clothes.

"Bulma? Where is she?" Vegeta asked as he grabbed Ami's shoulders and pulled her toward him.

"She's in her quarters. Someone attacked her."

Vegeta pushed Ami to the side and ran. "Please help her!" Ami yelled as she ran behind Vegeta.

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Bulma still lay on the floor. Her hands covered her wound. She was on her right side. Ami found her. She had sent Ami to find him. She didn't know how much more she would be able to resist, she felt like she couldn't breathe anymore, she felt her warm precious blood seep out of her.

Her eyelids were beginning to close. They slowly closed taking her to darkness. But then, someone shifted her to lie on her back and lifted her head.

"Bulma! Bulma!" Two arms around her shook her.

"Bulma!" It was Vegeta's voice. She struggled to open her eyes. But she was able to do it. She looked up.

"Vegeta." Bulma murmured slowly. His hand rested on her cheek, her chin and lips were covered with blood. "What happened?" Vegeta asked.

Bulma uncovered her wound. Vegeta's eyes filled with tears as he saw the gash on her abdomen. Her perfect silver dress was now a crimson shade. Her hands were covered with her own blood.

"Who did this to you?" Vegeta asked as he carefully lifted her up in his arms.

Bulma smiled. "You're not going to be believe it."

Ami arrived and Vegeta looked at her. "I'm taking her to the infirmary. Alert the King. I want everyone looking for whoever is responsible for this."

Ami nodded as Vegeta ran to the infirmary with Bulma in his arms.

"We're almost there." Vegeta tried to soothe her.

"It doesn't hurt anymore but I'm so cold." Bulma whispered. Her head rested on his chest.

"Hold on Bulma. You can't leave me, not now." Vegeta held her tighter to his chest.

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"Put her here Vegeta." Dr. Bardock pointed to a bed as he grabbed his surgical instruments.

Vegeta placed Bulma on an infirmary bed. Bulma coughed out blood violently. Vegeta stayed next to her.

"Vegeta, you have to move. Stand back there."

"I'm not leaving her!" Vegeta grabbed the Doctor's collar.

"I can't help her if you're on the way." The Doctor pulled away from Vegeta's grasp. "Now, leave!"

Bardock turned around and started cutting Bulma's dress with a pair of scissors. Vegeta watched as a nurse put an oxygen mask on Bulma's face. Bulma extended her hand to Vegeta. Vegeta started walking to her but his father's hands pulled him out of the room.

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His father stood in front of him blocking the entrance of the operating room. The King crossed his arms waiting for the Prince to act.

Instead, Vegeta turned around and punched the wall again and again.

"Vegeta, calm down!" The King ordered as Vegeta turned the wall into pieces and dust.

Vegeta looked at his blood-covered hands. He collapsed on his knees as he realized that it was Bulma's blood.

"If she dies, I will skin alive whoever is responsible." Vegeta said.

"Every warrior is out there looking for the one who attacked her." The King informed his son and reclined against the wall.

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One hour passed and the King had not move. Vegeta sat on the floor with his back against the wall; he looked straight to the operating room door. His eyes had not move from the door and his father observed him. The King knew his son was agonizing.

The King looked to the right as Nappa approached them.

"You better tell me you've captured the one responsible." Vegeta spoke never taking his eyes off the door.

"A palace servant saw Princess Zuri around Bulma's quarters. According to the servant, the Princess seemed agitated and very nervous. And--"

"And what!" Vegeta snapped. He glanced at the bald Saiyan.

"And she had blood on her clothes."

"The woman did it?" Vegeta said confused.

"It's unexpected yet obviously predictable." The King said.

"That bitch! Take me to her now!" Vegeta yelled as he stood up.

"I can't." Nappa murmured.

Vegeta grabbed Napa from the neck. "Why not!"

"Vegeta let him go!" The King yelled behind his son.

"Because the Princess has escaped. She left the planet exactly one hour ago." Nappa struggled to say.

Vegeta released Nappa and glanced down. "This is all my fault." Vegeta whispered to himself.

"What is done is done Vegeta."

Vegeta stared at his father. So many things were going through his mind. He wanted to kill Zuri. He wanted to go after her and hunt her down. He wanted to be next to the woman he loved. He didn't want to lose Bulma. But maybe he already did?

The door of the operating room opened and Bardock stepped out as he dried his sweat off his forehead.

Everyone stared at Bardock. "She's alive." Bardock directed his words to the Prince.

Bardock moved to the side and with his hand signaled Vegeta to enter. "You can see her now."

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Bulma floated inside a regeneration tank. She wore a blue sports bra and spandex shorts. An oxygen mask covered her mouth.

Vegeta stood in front of Bulma's tank. He saw that her wound had been stitched up.

"She'll have to be there for at least five days for her to completely recover." Bardock spoke as he stood behind the Prince.

"Five days?" Vegeta turned to see Bardock write on a clipboard.

"Well she is human Vegeta. Their recuperation rate is longer than a Saiyan's." Bardock placed a hand on Vegeta's shoulder.

Vegeta nodded.

"Did you find out who did this to her?" Bardock asked. Vegeta nodded again.

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Three days later…

Vegeta briskly walked to the infirmary. He had gotten word that Bulma had awaken and removed from the tank. He couldn't wait to see her. He had visited her everyday but seeing her awake and well would be different.

As he walked to the infirmary, he remembered the night he almost lost her. He relived the panic and the pain he felt in the pit of his stomach when he saw her bleed. Why couldn't he be the one to be attacked? He would have gladly taken Bulma's place. But Zuri knew that she was doing. Zuri knew where to hit him and she did.

Vegeta and the King decided not to pursue Zuri. Why would they? They would accuse her of what? Of stabbing and almost killing her husband's mistress? The King convinced Vegeta that it was wise to not pursue the Princess.

"She took too much of your crap Vegeta. Let it go." The King had said to his son. "Besides, your woman is alive."

Vegeta couldn't argue with that. His father was right. But he still felt like breaking Zuri's neck for hurting his woman, for hurting what he loved the most.

Vegeta entered Bulma's private room ready to see her with her arms open to welcome him, like she always did. But he found her throwing up to the side of the bed. A nurse stood next to her holding a bucket for her. Bulma held her hair.

Vegeta became worried. She was supposed to be well. And yet she still looked sick and tired.

Bulma wiped her mouth with a towel and glanced at Vegeta. She took a deep breath and licked her lips. The nurse handed her a glass of mouthwash. Bulma rinsed her mouth. She rested her head against the bed's frame.

"What's wrong?" Vegeta asked as he approached her. The nurse left the room holding the puke filled bucket as far from her as possible. The nurse bowed as she passed the Prince.

Vegeta sat on the bed next to Bulma. Bulma stroked his cheek. "I don't know. I woke up throwing up. I feel horrible Vegeta." Bulma removed her hand from Vegeta's cheek and placed it on her chest. "I don't know what's wrong with me."

Vegeta grabbed her hand and kissed it. "I'll talk to Bardock."

Bulma nodded. "He's running tests already."

Vegeta stared at his woman with longing. They didn't need to say anything. They read each other's eyes. They knew each other very well and their faces and expression were like open books.

Bulma and Vegeta turned to see Bardock enter the room with a clipboard in his hand.

"I'm glad you're here Vegeta." Bardock said before glancing at Bulma. Vegeta rolled his eyes.

"How about knocking first Bardock?" Vegeta asked irritated.

"Sure, next time." Bardock answered as her lowered his glasses from his head to his eyes. "Bulma, do you feel any better?" Bardock asked.

Bulma shook her head. Bardock smiled and pulled two plastic containers from his pocket and looked at them.

"Very well." Bardock walked to stand next to Bulma. "You're to drink one of these every morning." He handed Bulma one of the tube containers. "And three of these." Bardock handed her the other tube container.

"So you know what's wrong with me?" Bulma asked looking up at Bardock.

Vegeta took the bottles from Bulma and read the labels.

Bardock nodded. "Of course I do. The tests I ran indicate you're pregnant."

Bulma quickly looked at Vegeta. Vegeta stared at a smiling Bardock and slowly moved his head to Bulma's direction. He swallowed hard. "Pregnant?"

"Are you sure?" Bulma asked as she still stared at Vegeta.

"Of course. That's why you recovered so quickly. You're carrying a Saiyan fetus. Its growing power healed you from the inside. And your time in the tank, sped up the development. According to the tests, you're well into your third week even though you stopped taking your contraceptive just a few days ago." Bardock explained.

"I see." Bulma said.

"Bardock, a moment?" Vegeta said.

"Of course. Excuse me." Bardock said and turned around to leave.

Vegeta waited until Bardock closed the door. Bulma became worried by Vegeta's silence.

"Vegeta, are you okay?" Bulma asked. Vegeta nodded.

"Aren't you happy love?" Bulma asked disillusioned.

"I thought it would take us longer." Vegeta answered. Vegeta gave Bulma his usual smirk that expressed his satisfaction. Bulma smiled and breathed again when she saw Vegeta's change of expression.

Vegeta pulled Bulma into his arms and kissed her. He held her close to his body. Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck. Bulma pulled him on top of her as she lay on the bed. With one hand, Bulma lifted her robe and spread her legs. Vegeta accommodated himself between her thighs ready to claim her once again.

THE END!

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