Bulma awoke, feeling his hand resting on her belly as his face laid next to hers. She smiles, stroking the line of his jaw as he slept. Her king... her mate. The only man who had conquered her heart and she to him as well. They together were the perfect couple and now only had to wait two more months before their creation would be born. Her tail snakes out and tickles his chest.<br>Without opening his eyes Vegeta pushed forward and kissed her, biting her lower lip in the process. He tastes blood and he instantly latches onto Bulma's lips and sucks at the warm metallic flavor that flooded his mouth before her wound healed almost instaneously.<br>Bulma smiles, licking her lips before sitting up and feeling the familiar kick of her infant that lay snug in her womb. She rests a hand on her belly, having some strange feeling that the dark force that she'd sensed for nearly her full term had come closer than it had ever dared to.<br>Vegeta raises his head from the pillow, sensing the presence as well. He frowns and finds Bulma trembling. He sits up, draping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her to him. "Woman, you are a saiyan. Why should you be frightened? I'm sure the presence can be easily beaten."<br>"No Vegeta... this dark power is like none other that you've ever confronted. I don't know how I know this, but... this dark force craves energy." She gazes out the window. "Like a vampire. It lives off of the energy of others."<br>Vegeta hugs his mate tighter. "Lie, I will not allow it to touch you."<br>Bulma smiles, hoping to please Vegeta, but he knew her better than she thought.<br>Vegeta frowns. "Hmmph, do you not believe me when I say I will protect you?"<br>"Lie, Vegeta.. it's not that. I just...have a bad feeling."<br>Vegeta's tense shoulders relax slightly yet his twitching tail still showed his agitation with this new <i>dark</i> intrusion into his and Bulma's lives. He sighs. "I'm going to shower."<br>Bulma nods. "I'll start breakfast..."<br>Vegeta nods as Bulma pulled her robe over her night gown. He knew she was concerned. The very life seemed to drain from her; she was losing her lustor if that made any sense at all. He couldn't stand to see her so unhappy and it irked him to know that there was such a force that he could not defeat. Was she right? Was this force an all energy consuming entity? He definitely had to keep an eye on Bulma. Something deep inside him told him that today would not be a good day. A loud rumbling of thunder above him prooved his point. He sighs before stepping into the shower stall and flipping the knob to the hot water.<br><font color=blue>~~~~~~~~~~</font><br>A dark shadow slithers through the rain soaked grass as the heart of the storm hovered above. It was almost time, then at last she'd be his forever and he'd finally beable to destroy the King. Lighting tears through the darkening sky as the rain came in thick sheets.<br>The shadow slowly rose from its stand on the pavement. It rose to a little bit above 6 feet then began developing limps and other whatnot till a tall wirey creature stood where the shadow once was. Although his appearance seemed deceiving, he was strong and full of power that promised blood shed. He rose a clawed hand to the sky as lighting crackled above him. "It is time."<br><font color=blue>~~~~~~~~~~</font><br>Vegeta dries his damp hair with a towel as he tugged on a pair of black jeans and his black long sleeve muscle shirt. Bulma had always told him he looked absolutely filled with evil intention when he wore black. He smirks, but immediately fell to a frown as he felt the dark presence come so close that he felt paranoid about his surroundings. He pulls on his black boots as he eyed the darkened hallway suspiciously. Whatever was coming, he had to take this outside. He didn't want to ruin the house if there was to be a fight... for Bulma's sake. He wanted her to have somewhere to live. He was tempted to go put on his battle suit, but that would seem to obvious. He was hoping that he'd take this force on by surprise, but apparently the enemy had his own plans.<br>Bulma hadn't started breakfast. For some reason, she had to get dressed and go outside. Whatever this presence was, she had to find out what it was once and for all. She wanted to end this endless torchure. She storms to her room and proceeded to pull on a pair of jeans and her white long sleeve shirt. She was bound to investigate this dark force, but by the way Vegeta was looking at her he probably had other ideas of his own. She sighs while tugging on her socks and sneakers, then allowing her tail to hang loose since she currently did not have a waist to wrap it around. She takes Vegeta's hand and they both together walk to the front door and step out. There, they are greeted by winds that whipped at the trees and lighting that threatened to strike anything that dared step forth any further.<br>Vegeta squeezes Bulma's hand tighter as the ground began to tremble violently. The two watch as a wave of darkness blew towards him, there in the center of this wave of inky blackness stood the skinniest mother fucker ya ever did see.<br>Vegeta's hopes fall, but he still keeps his guard up, knowing never to underestimate one's opponent.<br>The figure grins. "I've come to destroy the King of the Saiya-jin."<br>Vegeta steps up. "I am the King. What is your purpose of my destruction?"<br>"I've come for your mate."<br><font color=blue>To be Continued...