Chapter 14 : In the Heat of the Night

Bulma was worried about her companion. It had been almost five days since the incident at the waterfall and he hadn’t really spoken to her at all. But she couldn’t dwell on it too long because she had her own problems. Her period was finished, true, but she wanted to be prepared for the next one anyway.

“Damn leaves!” she cursed as she set about making her next ‘wilderness tampon.’ “Just stay put you pieces of shit!”

She glanced over to Vegeta where he sat meditating by the fire. He’d been in that position almost all evening and she was worried.

“OW!” she yelped as the twine she was using snapped back and hit her sore fingers. “Dammit! I wanna go home!”

“Humph.” was the reply from the Saiyan.

“Vegeta! Why the hell won’t you talk to me?! You’ve been silent ever since the night you killed Incoz! What’s up?!” she demanded, her tired eyes glaring at him through her limp hair.

“There is nothing to talk about. I am going to eat.” came his answer as he got up from his place and began striding towards the forest.

“FINE! DON’T TALK TO ME! GO, YOU MALE SCUM!” she screamed at him, frustrated.

He simply waved a hand disinterestedly at her and vanished.

Bulma growled and laid back, dropping her ‘project’ off to the side.

“I swear...is it too much to ask to be able to have a conversation with the man? I just don’t want to feel so...separated and ignored. I need attention! I need someone to care!”

Her eyes glazed over in sadness as she watched the darkened sky above her and her fingers traced the decoration around the edges of the large belt from the ceremony. She believed they stood for something but so far hadn’t any clue as to what.

“I wonder where Earth is...I miss home so much.” she sighed and flipped onto her belly, disregarding the waistband and once again attempting to finish with her makeshift tampon.

It was about two hours later when she finally did succeed in completing her time-consuming activity.

“THERE! All done...FINALLY!” she squealed happily and held up her achievement. “Now I just need to...” she ripped off a piece of her once elegant gown and wrapped it around the toiletry. All the time spent in the woods without changing were taking their toll on the dress’ condition. It no longer reached the ground and swept about beautifully as before. Now it was ragged and barely came down over her knees, for she needed the soft fabric to bind up the bleeding wounds she had acquired over the days and to hold her tampons together as well.

“Augh! I am sooooooo famished! When will Vegeta be back with dinner?” she whined irritably when her stomach growled.

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“Damn woman.” Vegeta muttered as he stalked through the forest, searching for something to feed on. “Why doesn’t she understand?”

‘Because you haven’t explained.’ came a nagging voice from the back of his brain.

“I shouldn’t have to!” he growled to himself.

‘Yes you should. And you need to. She’s not a Saiyan, she doesn’t understand! You have to make her!’ insisted the voice.

“I can’t! Every time I even get within inches of her...”

‘You lose it. You can’t face the truth...but you need to. You’ll never be able to get on with your life if you don’t. You know what you have to do and you have to do it now! Stop running from her dammit!’

“FINE! If it will shut you the hell up!” screamed the Saiyan as he turned around to go back to their campsite.

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“Incoz is dead? As is Jukaki? Can you possibly explain to me as to how a mere Saiyan on a ki-dampening planet can manage to exterminate TWO OF MY MOST POWERFUL CREATIONS?!” shouted Doctor Ungo irately.

“N-no sir! I c-c-can’t! I-I-I’m sorry D-Doctor U-U-Ungo!” stuttered the fearful guard.

“YOU SHOULD BE!” and the doctor shoved a dissection table towards the terrified Krastonian with lightening speed.

The Yangh soldier just barely dodged the flying piece of furniture before bowing quickly and high-tailing it out of there.

“DAMN!” cursed Ungo aloud. “DAMN DAMN DAMN! NOW WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?! ARG! DAMN COMPLICATED ALIENS!”

“Don’t forget you still have me...doctor.” spoke up a feminine voice from the shadows.

“Ah, Celeria. I had almost forgotten about you. Come here my darling.”

“As you wish.”

The figure stepped out into the bright light and sauntered sexily over to the doctor, her brown tail swaying lazily behind her. Her raven hair was complemented by her dark, mysterious eyes and painted red lips. The woman was wearing a low-cut, shortened toga and knee-high boots which clicked softly on the tiled floor as she made her way towards Ungo.

“Good good. I see you have still maintained your respect for me after all this time.”

“But of course Master, after all, you were the one who saved my life on Planet Vegeta. I am still grateful that you claimed me as your mate before King Vegeta could...what a monster that sex-driven monkey was!”

“True, but you Saiyans seem to have no respect for me...especially that hard-assed son of yours.”

“Vegeta? Oh, don’t worry about him...”

“I had thought that you would say that. Which is why I am putting you in charge of finding him now. Him and his bitch, Bulma Briefs.”

“Vegeta has taken a mate? My, kids do grow up fast these days.”

“You are mistaken my dear, Vegeta and Bulma have not formally mated yet. I am hoping that they will do so soon, however. I need that child! Find them, but do not hurt them. Mess up, Celeria, and it shall not be tolerated.”

“I understand, Master. I shall hunt him and this Bulma Briefs character down and bring them to you. But, one thing, if you don’t mind...”

“Fine, what?”

“Of what species is Bulma? Saiyan perhaps? Her name doesn’t sound Saiyan-ish.”

“She is of a relatively weak race, she is a human.”

“Human?! My, my, my, my, my...King Vegeta would be appalled if his son were to take such a weakling for a mate. And I know how great of an influence the King had on Vegeta, even when the prince was still a boy. Are you sure he will mate willingly with the human female?”

“You dare question me?! Of course he will! All the signs are there...and a few extra figures have been added into the equation. If my calculations are correct, then the woman’s menstrual cycle is over and she is in heat right now. I know how you Saiyans are, you may be a warrior race that seems to think themselves invincible...but a female in heat is a female in heat, and no male can resist one for long. He will have claimed her before the week is done. And soon I shall have my prize! Of this I am sure.”

“It is not my place to doubt you, but I do wonder...what happens to the human after the prince claims her? Surely you do not plan to separate him from his new mate? To do so would be madness! It would be signing your...our...death warrant! I do not wish to die when I am in my prime! And if you go, then I go too!”

“Come now. Do you honestly think me to be that foolish? I won’t separate her from him until it is due time for the infant to be born! Who knows what he might do to the child if I were to allow him to stay near the woman during birthing? I can’t afford to take any risks, it’s bad enough that they are running wild in the forests! Enough questions, now, go find them! And bring them back immediately!”

“Yes Ungo.”

“And Celeria?”

“Hm?”

“If they are in the process of mating, do not interfer. Got that?”

“Of course Master. I know what it feels like to be young...and lusty. Rest assured that if they are making the child, then they will have no interruptions.” Celeria curtsied in her small dress, the low neck exposing more than a little of her cleavage, and slipped away down the hall.

“Well, well, well...it seems that my son Vegeta will be recieving a visit from a figure of his past. I do hope he remembers his dear old mother!” she laughed evilly as she left the Main Lab to carry out her mate’s orders.

“What a screwed up bitch that Celeria is.” grumbled Ungo. “But at least she can please me.” he smiled a perverted grin through his cracked lips as he headed into his office.