A Saiyajin's Heart
Chapter One: Goku's Angry?!
By Selenity Jade
Rated: M

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z, alright?

Beta:Mia Skywalker - Thank you for the excellent job.

Pairing: Buruma/Vejiita

AN:I use the Japanese pronunciation for the spelling of their names in the DBZ fandom. No, it is not spelled wrong. I am reading and reediting this story since I needed to get it back on my computer and had to look for it online after a crash. It was started in the year 2000 and finished shortly afterward, so don't mind it if the story seems a bit corny. I don't have the heart to delete it.

Also, this fic is originally rated X or NC17 or whatever rating system is currently being used now (it's been awhile for me here), so by popular demand I did edit it down for FFnet for those of you who do not want to read it in its original form or are too young (and amazingly enough there were a few readers who were too young and wanted an edited form). Please read the full form at MMorg or AFFnet or FoSFF if you want the steamy version.

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"Vejiita!" Buruma's screech echoed through the empty house.

Slamming the back door open, she stormed outside and stomped her way to the space ship that had been converted into a gravity training room. Just as she reached the large, circular object in her hard, the metal door slid open to reveal a livid Saiyajin no Ouji in all his semi-naked glory. He wore nothing but a tight pair of black spandex shorts, as was usual when he was training. His severely muscular - and hairless - chest shone with a thin layer of sweat. He yanked the towel from his neck to wipe the moisture off as he glared angrily at her.

He continued that narrow-eyed surveillance of her as she approached him, his face - as usual - set in its holier-than-thou scowl. "Stop screaming, Onna. I am not as deaf as you humans," he snapped.

Snorting softly, she stopped a few feet from the small warrior and placed a hand on her shapely hip. She returned his heated glare with one of her own. "You jackass! You ate all the food I had prepared for the barbecue!"

His scowl softened into a confused frown. "Barbecue?"

"I'm having a barbecue - a get-together - tonight, Vejiita. I invited Son-kun, his family, and the rest of my friends," she explained slowly as if speaking to a child.

His angry scowl returned. "Why was I not informed?" he demanded arrogantly.

"I did, you idiot! Three days ago," she replied in frustration. "You just grunted something and walked away!"

"Hn." He crossed his arms over his chest as he frowned at her. "What time will those fools be here?"

"Around six tonight," she told him with a tired sigh.

"Hn," he grunted again, turning to reenter the space ship.

"Are you going to come or are you going to hole yourself in the gravity room all night?"

He shrugged without turning around. "Is Kakarotto's loud-mouthed bitch coming?"

"Of course," Buruma hissed angrily as she fiddled with a tendril of her blue hair.

"And that weak human male you choose to drape yourself all over?"

She let her glare sharpen as she stared at his back. "Him, too," she growled.

"I will pass," he stated with a sneering voice. "I do not need to go deaf listening to Kakarotto getting badgered by that stupid wench, nor do I need to watch you and that weak fool fondle each other more than I already have to."

She gave his back a superior smirk suddenly. "You're just jealous," she stated confidently.

His back stiffened before he swung around to glare at her. "I am jealous of what? Him?" Snorting, he crossed his arms. "Hardly."

"No," she purred sweetly, eager to win this argument for once. "You're jealous I have someone."

"I need some sniveling, whiny, loud, weak female to hang on me? Yes, I am jealous all right," he said with thick sarcasm.

"You are such a moron, Vejiita. You can't tell me you don't get lonely or even fucking horny for that matter!"

"You know nothing about me, Onna!" he snapped, furious. "I do not need a female to waste my energy on."

"No, you just waste energy on trying to defeat Son-kun, which isn't happening anytime soon," she quipped back thoughtlessly.

He snarled loudly at her. "I will defeat Kakarotto!" he yelled in rage, his fists clenching as he fought not to hit or kill her, Buruma wasn't sure which.

She wasn't afraid. He wasn't going to touch her at all. She shook her head finally, regretting what she had said. That had always been a sore point with the surly Saiyajin and she had no right to rub one of his insecurities raw like that, no matter how pissed off she was at him. She exhaled softly to calm herself before she spoke again. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. Sometimes my mouth runs off on me."

"Hn," he grunted, pretending it hadn't affected him. With that soft grunt, she knew she had been forgiven.

"I understand you sometimes, Vejiita," she suddenly said softly.

He gave her his 'you are a complete moron' look. "Right."

"You can't deny I know you a bit better than any one else - alive that is - since I've lived with you a year now. I think you need someone, you know. No one should have to be completely alone."

Glaring at her, he growled, "I like being alone!"

Shaking her head, she smiled and laughed softly. Regardless of what he said, she knew she and Vejiita had something close to a friendship, perhaps the closest he had ever had to one. She knew he wouldn't hurt her. He was proud - too proud - but that was all he thought he had. He hid everything he felt from everyone, as if it were a weakness and everyone was an enemy. But he wouldn't hurt her, because she helped him, cared for him, and gave him anything he needed. Perhaps he felt indebted to her, or perhaps he simply didn't hate her, but whatever it was, she was safe from his murderous rages.

"Sorry, Vejiita," she began with a soft smile. "I don't believe you. I don't know what it is, but you and I are friends, and I think that despite everything, you like me. I don't know if you've ever known love, or can feel it at all, but I care about you, you stupid jackass. And I'm not going to stop. Everyone needs someone, Vejiita, even you."

"I need no one!" he roared, stomping into the gravity chamber angrily and slamming his hand on a large red button beside the door. It swung shut with a quiet swoosh..

She stared sadly at the closed door, and turned to walk away. You're wrong, Vejiita. You need someone even more than I do.

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"Thank you, Chichi," Buruma spoke into the phone in relief. "Vejiita ate all the food I had readied for the barbecue. He didn't realize it wasn't for him."

Chichi quipped, "I'm sure he did it just to piss you off."

Laughing, Buruma leaned against the counter. "Well, that is something he'd do, but this time, I don't think it was. He forgot about it."

"Sounds like my Goku," the younger woman said with a small laugh.

Buruma gave a mock gasp of shock before she giggled. "Don't say such things! If Vejiita heard you compare him to Son-kun, he'd kill you."

"I'd like to see him try."

Buruma shook her head, though she knew the other woman couldn't see her. "You know he could kill us all without blinking an eye, Chichi. I suggest you don't dare him to. That would probably prick his pride, and he'd have to do it just to save face."

"He can't kill us. Goku would stop him," Chichi stated confidently.

"Son-kun would try, Chichi. A pissed off Vejiita isn't something to take lightly. Not even Son-kun is that stupid. You forget that those two are very close in power. Even if Goku can beat him, it would still take a lot of work and Vejiita could damage or kill any of us before that happened."

"You piss him off all the time," the dark-haired woman pointed out.

"I think it's more fun than really pissing him off. He likes to fight and I think he sees our little arguments as verbal battles. And because of that, I don't think he'd hurt me even if I managed to truly piss him off."

Chichi sighed. "Are you sure it's safe to allow him to stay here? He is a killer and very dangerous, Buruma," Chichi reminded her. "Perhaps you should just kick him out."

"I'm safe, don't worry. I know which lines not to cross. He'll live with me until he decides to leave and that's final, Chichi. He's my friend, in a weird, twisted sort of way, and I'm not kicking him out," Buruma stated fiercely.

"You realize you just called that alien your friend?" the younger woman asked in amazement.

"Yes, he's my friend."

"Is he coming to the barbecue?"

Buruma shrugged. "He said he won't, but he may show up just to be unpredictable or irritable."

"I hope he doesn't. He scares me and he scares Gohan. I really don't like him."

Buruma wasn't sure that Gohan was afraid of Vejiita, but she wisely didn't comment on Chichi's 'little boy'. Instead she simply rolled her eyes, and said, "Yes, I know, Chichi. He's scary, and he may never be a 'good' guy, but he's not that horrible."

Chichi snorted. "Maybe he's simply not horrible to you. To the rest of us, he's very much a monster."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"He's almost nice to you, Buruma. You can't tell me you've never noticed. You insult each other, but it's actually pretty tame compared to some of the stuff he says to my husband or the rest of our friends. That's why I'm worried about you. What if he's planning something? He might be just using you for some nefarious purpose and when you least expect it, he'll get back at you and murder you in your sleep."

Buruma laughed. "He wouldn't have to murder me in my sleep, Chichi. Anyway, he will always be the way he is. You may as well get used to him as he does live with me, you know."

Sighing, Chichi ventured, "I can never understand that! You have Yamucha, Buruma. Why did you offer your home to that evil monster?"

"I don't see what Yamucha has to do with it."

"Yamucha doesn't like it any more than I do. He's getting jealous."

"Jealous? Why?" the blue-haired woman asked in confusion, absently twirling the phone cord in her fingers.

"You're living with another man, Buruma. You defend him and yet you fight and insult him yourself. Yamucha is beginning to think there is something going on with you two. You know he loves you, Buruma. I suggest you get that bastard out of there if you want to keep Yamucha."

"He's just going to have to deal with it, Chichi. If he wants to leave me because of some supposed affair that I am not having, fine. Vejiita stays," Buruma stated stubbornly. "I don't care what people think about it. He is my friend, and for some stupid reason, I care about the bastard. He's a mystery; one I intend to figure out. Besides, where else would he go? He's a decent roommate. He never leaves a mess, never invites strange people over, and ever since we moved into the more private building away from the labs, he's been more relaxed." She paused before sighing. "And he's lonely, Chichi. He's dark, mysterious, arrogant, rude, and a bit pain in my ass, but he's also very, very lonely."

"I doubt he gives a shit about you."

Buruma shrugged again, oblivious to the fact the other woman couldn't see it. "Maybe he doesn't, but everyone - even an evil Saiyajin no Ouji - needs someone to be there for them. He may never appreciate it, and he may kill me yet, but I will not give up on him. There's just something about him that makes that impossible."

"I don't see how you can do that! I don't think he even wants a friend. I think he just wants to defeat my husband and destroy the planet. I think he just wants to be left alone."

"Maybe he does, but he tolerates me a bit more than most people, and I doubt he'll kill me. He doesn't try to change me, Chichi, so I'm not going to try to change him. He's the only one not afraid of me, and I think I'm the only one not afraid of him, so it works."

"Fine, Buruma. I give up. What time do you want me over there to prepare the food?"

"Now?" Buruma asked hopefully.

"Goku isn't home yet and he's just about the only way I'm going to be over there any time soon."

"Flare your ki, Chichi. He'll teleport right to you," Buruma suggested with a giggle. "He'll think you're in trouble."

She could almost see Chichi start in surprise. "You are a genius, Buruma. Why didn't I think of that?"

"Who knows? I just wish I could do that. I can't control my ki level at all, what pathetic amount I do have," Buruma replied bitterly.

"You actually have a decent ki level that does fluctuate a lot when you're angry or upset, which is unusual in an untrained human. Nothing on par with an untrained Saiyajin I would guess, but it's good enough. A lot of strength comes from training not just genetics," Chichi told her. "You'll never be as strong as a Saiyajin, or that green goon who kidnapped my son, but you could possibly rival Kuririn or Yamucha after a few years. After all, those two are lazy."

"You really think so?"

"Of course I think so! Hell, if I had kept up on my training, I could mop the floor with those idiots!"

Buruma sighed suddenly. "I guess, but who would ever train me?"

"I could," Chichi told her thoughtfully. "At the same time, I could be retraining myself..." Chichi's voice suddenly brightened. "You know, that just might be the thing we both need! With those boys all training, it'll get kind of boring, but if we also train, it'll give us something to do. Besides, Goku always liked it when I was training," she added with a light giggle. "He said that when I came in all sweaty and panting that it was a big turn on for him."

"Too much info, Chichi," Buruma stated with a grimace. "Son-kun's like my little brother!"

She could hear the blush in Chichi's voice. "I'm sorry. So, we train?"

"Yes!" Buruma agreed quickly. "I could surprise Yamucha and Vejiita."

"I'll get Goku here and be over in a few, okay? We'll talk about it more then."

"Okay. Bye, Chichi!"

"Goodbye," the younger woman said and then the phone went dead.

Buruma hung up her end with a small grin. I wonder how Son-kun will react when he finds out Chichi was never in any danger? She giggled softly to herself. She could almost picture his shock and worry when he appeared.

"Onna!" a gruff voice roared from outside the kitchen door before it opened to reveal a very irate Saiyajin. He was glaring at her.

"What?" she asked in confusion. Did the gravity settings break again?

"You interrupted my training!" he barked angrily.

"Huh?" She looked at him in bewilderment. "How did I do that? I was just on the phone, Vejiita!"

Scowling, he hissed, "You turned off the gravity with the emergency switch!"

Her brow furrowed. "I did no such thing, Vejiita!"

He stared hard at her for a few moments before folding his arms over his chest and leaned back against the wall with his legs crossed over at the ankles. "Feh. I thought it was weird."

She guessed he believed her. "What was weird?"

"The gravity just shut off. It was not malfunctioning. I checked. It was turned off. I thought it was you, somehow, even when I could sense you were in here. Who would dare?" Vejiita asked with a dark glower.

Her eyebrow rose. "No malfunction? Did you check the breakers?"

He curtly nodded. "I checked the breakers, the plug, and the wiring. I even ran a diagnostic check on the damn thing. Nothing. I walked out of the ship and noticed the emergency shut off switch had been triggered."

She hummed thoughtfully before speaking. "No one is that stupid."

"Hn."

Buruma turned around to leave the kitchen and nearly walked into a large, warm body. She glanced up in surprise to see a very irritated Son Goku with a grinning Chichi held in one of his large arms. The blue-haired genius smiled. "I see it worked."

"Yep," Chichi agreed happily, stepping out of her husband's embrace. "You don't have to be so angry, Goku-sa."

"Chi, you scared the life out of me! I thought you were in trouble. Serious trouble! And I come home to find out it was some stupid ploy to get me to take you to Buruma's house? How am I supposed to feel? Happy? Joyful? I think not," the younger Saiyajin snapped angrily.

Vejiita blinked before he chuckled wickedly in that soft way he had. "Kakarotto, you are actually angry with your screeching mate?"

"Damn straight," Goku growled, frowning at the shorter warrior.

Vejiita's laugh turned into a snicker.

Glaring at his rival, Goku barked, "Knock it off, Vejiita. I don't just fold every time my wife yells at me."

Bursting into a full-blown laugh, the Saiyajin no Ouji said, "I thought you did. You even have a curfew, third-class."

Noticing that Chichi was glaring at her roommate, Buruma decided to defuse the situation fast. "Vejiita, enough please," she murmured quietly. He paused, open-mouthed, and turned to look at her questioningly. "Son-kun, I know it was a dirty trick. It was my idea. If you want to be mad, be mad at me."

"You!" Goku exclaimed.

"Yes," Buruma agreed with a Vejiita-like smirk.

The softhearted Saiyajin glared at her. "Proud of it, too, I bet. Nearly gave me a heart attack. I was swimming and all of a sudden felt her ki flare, and damn near swallowed half the river. I teleported back naked and I found her safe and sound, laughing her fool head off. I don't think it is something to be that proud of," Goku scolded.

Buruma couldn't help bursting into giggles. She was soon joined by Chichi and the younger Saiyajin shot both women glares. "I can't believe you actually got angry," Buruma gasped out between her gales of laughter.

Goku grunted as he frowned. "It isn't funny. If she keeps doing that, what happens when she really is in danger? I just might think she's pulling the same trick and ignore it, only to come home to find her dead, or worse!"

The mechanical genius sobered abruptly. "You have a point, Son-kun."

Goku turned to his wife. "Promise not to do that again unless it's an emergency, Chi," he demanded.

The younger woman stared at her husband a moment before lowering her head. "Alright, I promise, Goku-sa."

Suddenly, the serious, angry Goku was replaced by his happy-go-lucky counterpart. "Thanks, Chi. Hey, Vejiita!" he suddenly blurted, turning to the grumpy prince. "Since I'm here, wanna spar?"

"Hn," Vejiita grunted. "Fine. Gravity room or aerial?"

"Gravity room," Goku replied wistfully.

"Son-kun," Buruma began, glancing at Vejiita out of the corner of her eye. I hope he doesn't kill me for this. "If you want, I could build you a gravity chamber." She watched Vejiita's eyes narrow in anger and resentment as she spoke. She knew that Vejiita wanted to get stronger than his rival and Goku having his own gravity room would allow him to keep growing in power and slow down Vejiita's chances of surpassing him. But she also knew it was for the best if Goku increased in power quickly. After all, she was more concerned with the safety of the human race, her planet, and her life than Vejiita's pride right now.

"It won't be as advanced as Vejiita's, Son-kun," she added hastily, nearly grinning as she saw Vejiita's start of surprise. "His kind of room requires constant maintenance. I have enough work with his, I can't add yours to it and still keep up the work at Capsule Corp. And if you need more than that, you can always ask Vejiita if you can use his."

Buruma could almost see Vejiita's eyes widen fractionally. She knew he was curious to know why she acted as if the gravity room were his property to do with as he wished instead of hers. She had always referred to it as hers before, never his. She quickly turned her eyes back to Goku before the hot-tempered Saiyajin could catch her watching him.

Goku's mouth was hanging open in shock. "Really? You'd make me a gravity room?"

Laughing, Buruma nodded. "Of course, Son-kun. I don't mind. It's the least I can do to help with the fight coming on. Besides, I don't have any projects going on right now, and Father still runs the company until at least next year when he'll start to slide some of his duties onto me. I've got just enough time to spare. Of course, you realize that Vejiita's room comes first, right? If he blows it up again, I will have to put yours on hold. I did promise Vejiita first," she put in.

"That's fine!" Goku agreed excitedly. He grinned at Vejiita. "Want to go spar now?"

"Hn," the prince grunted, walking out the door without another sound.

Buruma smiled as Goku actually skipped out after him, happy as a clam. "Men," she stated with a roll of her eyes.

"More like Saiyajin," Chichi corrected with an impish lift of her lips.

Laughing, Buruma smirked. "Yes, Saiyajin. I suppose it's a good thing the planet isn't covered in them, hm? We have enough problems with those two as it is!"

"Definitely," Chichi agreed. "So where do we start?"

"Food," Buruma said quickly, opening the refrigerator and beginning to rummage around. "Hey, Chichi?"

"Yes?" Chichi asked form the sink where she had begun cleaning up the dishes the irritable Saiyajin no Ouji had left from earlier.

Blushing, Buruma coughed lightly before speaking. "I have a slightly embarrassing question."

Chichi glanced at her curiously. "Ask away."

"I just wanted to know," she began, her face flushing deeper, "how is it that you got Son-kun to sleep with you?"

Choking, Chichi turned rather red herself. "Buruma!"

"I'm sorry! He just doesn't seem like he's a very sexual person, you know? It doubt he'd even pay attention if a woman paraded in front of him naked! Hell, I know he wouldn't pay attention! Yet you got him in bed and pregnant to boot."

Chichi continued to flush as she looked away. "Well, he's not normally very sexually oriented like some perverts we could name. Actually, I don't see Vejiita noticing anyone of the female variety either, well maybe except for you, but I don't know if he's thinking of sex or anything as he looks you in the face, not the chest. So I guess Vejiita is more like Goku than he'd like. I mean, he has you around him all the time, and you're gorgeous, but I have yet to see him do more than glance at you."

"You mean you guys don't do it! Except for conceiving Gohan, I mean."

Chichi smiled. "Oh, we do it, Buruma. We do it quite often, actually. At first, he was innocent of the idea of sex, and I had to kind of put the moves on him - that was so embarrassing - but..." She paused with a small, dreamy smile on her face. "After he got a bit excited, it was like he snapped, you know?"

She glanced over at the blue-haired genius who stood there gawking at her. "He's very passionate in bed and while he never shows it, he's very much a sexual man. It was just attracting his attention that was hard. But once I had done that, his attention is on me all the time."

"Well, how did you get him to notice you?" Buruma asked curiously.

Chichi shrugged. "I don't know. I yelled at him about something - I don't quite remember - and then suddenly kissed him. It was just before our wedding, so it didn't lead to anything, but... He was shocked at first, and then it was like he was attacking me, but nothing so bad. He was all over me and-"

Buruma held up a hand. "No details."

Chichi giggled. "You asked."

Shaking her head, she started pulling out a few dozen packages of hamburger. "Let's just get started so I can get that image out of my mind."

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AN:This is a very old fic that I'm rereading to remember here and posting on the adult sites that haven't had it yet though I thought all the sites had this fic. So while I'm reposting it, it is not a new fic and is already completed and yes I know how bad it is. My current work is better but I can't rewrite this whole thing because frankly if I do, I'll end up with an AU of my AU. Just trust me, I don't want that.

Thanks: Veggie Otaku and Jeck for reviewing and telling me the errors that I and my original beta missed.

Japanese:
Onna - Woman
Son-kun - What Buruma calls Goku. It is common in Japanese to use someone's last name with -san, a type of Mr. So-and-So. Goku's last name is Son. However, -kun is a honorific that is usually used for friends who are boys (and sometimes for girls, I believe). So I find it odd that she does call him by a formal address and a familiar term at the same time. I haven't yet seen that in any other anime, however, I am no expert on Japanese.
Saiyajin - Saiyan
Saiyajin no Ouji - Prince of Saiyans, or Saiyan Prince, take your pick.
Ki - Chi in Chinese and it's known as Chi in the US as we took the name from Chinese, since I believe we got it from acupuncture. In any case, it's basically the life force. That is the condensed version. If you'd like to know more, look up Chi.
Goku-sa - Chichi calls Goku this sometimes, and while there are tons of people who like taking guesses at this and presenting it as fact, honestly it's not a typo meaning -san. Apparently, the best source of information I've seen that states that Chichi is calling him -san, it's just her accent, and it is not a typo in subs. However, why she uses such a formal address, I don't know. Right now, I'm watching Chrno Crusade (which really WAS a typo, it was supposed to be Chrono Crusade in Japanese too But they just kept it Chrno, but I digress), and Satella calls her sister, Nee-sama. The -sama is an extremely formal honorific, so it's a little out of the ordinary. But it happens. Until we spend years in Japan, you can't really understand it's complex language. You realize it takes the Japanese until about High School just to be able to read their newspapers? It's extremely complex.

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