The Saiyan and the Scientist

Chapter Seven

Vegeta pov

The events of last night played over and over in my mind. I thought about Bulma how she tasted, how her lips were so soft how they moved against mine. How it felt to natural. Every time I closed my eyes I saw the girl. I saw her for who she was. Not just a human. Not inferior. I saw her for her. A beautiful smart infuriating sexy hardworking determined woman.

I rolled over in the bed and I was almost immediately greeted by the mess of blue hair covering the sheets. I remembered how tired I was from the previous night that I didn't take the opportunity to check out her bed chamber. I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and looked around her room.

We were laying in a huge king size bed with pastel pink satin sheets. There was a desk with some books in the right corner of the room on the desk were a set of  capsules. On the other side of the room was her storage box and clothing cupboard. Her room was blue and white and very minimalistic. I liked it.

I buried my head into the earthlings neck trying so hard not to become too overwhelmed by her scent. I wanted her. I wanted all of her in every way I could have her. I wrapped my arms and tail around her- always protecting.

Bulma began to stir she rolled over to face me; she fluttered her turquoise eyes open and looked at me her eyes almost immediately meeting my dark ebony eyes.

"Good morning Prince." Bulma yawned stretching herself awake

"Good morning woman" I replied back to her.

I knew I needed to talk to Bulma about my feelings towards her and I needed to mark her before we got back to planet Vegeta so that she could not be claimed by the likes of Raditz or Nappa.  My stomach knotted at the thought of Bulma walking around with a huge purple mark on her neck knowing that I caused it.

I shook the thought from my head and continued to proceed with my morning. I wanted to watch Bulma and her father in action as she had told me in the past that when they synced up together their genius excelled.

Looking at Bulmas small family she got her looks from her mother and her brains and hair from her father.

They were a lovely pair of earthlings. Mrs Briefs had a very different accent to her mate. She sounded funny when she talked. She also was a really amazing cook and had everyone's best interests at heart. Still, she was kind and had been very humble and welcoming toward me even though my father had literally kidnapped her daughter.

Mr Briefs was very kind also. He was an older man with fading blue-grey hair. He wore thick round rimmed glasses and always had a pencil behind his ear. He too had been kind and inviting toward me. They even bought me more earth clothes.

Bulma sat up in the bed and proceeded to comb through her extremely long blue hair. She tied it up into a neat bun and shoved a pen through it to use later. I watched her select her long black combat trousers. A white T-shirt and a blue bomber jacket with the words capsule corp printed on the back. The woman does not wait. She waltzed into the bathroom and changed before coming back into the room and asked if I could keep her mother company this morning.

I didn't mind. Her mom wanted to test new recipes,she liked to feed people and with me being a typical saiyan-and having the insatiable appetite to go along with it. I very happily obliged to be her food guinea pig for the morning. I'm not much of a cook. I've never needed to do it being royal. But if the earthlings mother required assistance I would help her.

After many courses of food, Mrs Briefs asked me if I could help her whisk some eggs. I know what they are as I had seen her use them in a few of the past dishes. I picked up the pearly white egg and inspected it. I knew they were fragile, I didn't know if I had the skills to be this gentle with them. I picked it up with only my fingertips and applied too much pressure.

The hard yet thin shell of the egg cracked almost instantly in my grip.
'Come on Vegeta fingertips only, like your holding a child.' I thought to myself. In eventually managed to successfully crack and whisk the eggs just as Mrs Briefs had instructed.

It was getting to evening and Bulma and her father had finished inventing. Bulma headed upstairs to change and shower and I took this as my chance to be able to speak with her.

I followed her into her room and shut the door behind me. She jumped back slightly startled.

"Bulma before you leave. I just wanted to apologise for my actions last night. I understand that it may have been not why you wanted. I'm deeply sorry." I trailed off. Hanging my head.

"Vegeta, why are you apologising? I really enjoyed our little kiss. I kinda like you!" Bulma giggled.

I felt the blush rush to my cheeks. I suddenly felt very hot and giddy.

"I-I like you too Bulma." I husked in almost a whisper.

"So where do we go from here?" Bulma laughed.

"Saiyan customs aren't like earths" I started " we don't date. We mark our potential mates a bit like a love mark. We show to our race that before the mark fades that person will be our mate. Saiyans mate for life. If their mate dies they very often do not remate as the bond they shared with their mate was so strong and unbreakble.

Father mated mother at 15 years past her birth. She became princess instantly. Broly and Ciara mated at 16 making him a high knight. And when I mate you, You will become my Princess, heir to the throne of planet Vegeta one day. You will rule alongside me as Bulma Queen of all saiyans" I told her.

Bulma blinked and absorbed what I had just disclosed to her.

" Vegeta, it's obvious you're destined to be with me. But I would hate for you to break any rules or to even taint your own bloodline by having a human as your queen.!" I implied.

"Woman, it's my bloodline to taint. When I'm king it won't matter as I will make the laws!" I muttered.

"Fine. If you want to make me yours then you can. I just don't want to offend your family" I replied.

I enveloped her in a tight hug. This time really taking the opportunity to take in her scent. I let it flood my nostrils it almost made me high. That is the scent of my future mate. I thought.

As the days turned into weeks. Our day when we had to leave grew ever closer. I could tell that Bulma really didn't want to let her family go. But she knew she needed to. On the last night of our stay on earth I observed her as she hugged her mother and father. As they cried together before Bulma headed up to her room. I joined her soon after to find her still crying.

I sat beside her and took a hold of her hand that was resting in her lap. She looked at me her beautiful sapphire eyes glistened with sadness. I thought she looked beautiful regardless.

I dipped my head and captured her lips with mine. Wanting her all over again. She stopped crying and rested her hand on my cheek. Rubbing small circles with her thumb on it.
That move drove me crazy and I slid my tongue across her bottom lip asking her to submit to me. She did and I began to explore her mouth.

I broke the kiss before I let it get too heated and I asked her if she was sure and if it was okay that I marked her. Bulma nodded biting her lip. I kissed her again kissing from her lips down to her neck.

I hesitated just over her neck.  I kissed it gently before I sucked and nipped at it over and over. Causing Bulma to whine slightly at the feeling. Once I was satisfied with the purple angry bruise forming on Bulmas neck. I pulled away. Feeling oddly content for once. I had a potential mate. A person to expand the Vegeta bloodline. A ruler and above all else. My Queen.

Bulma lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep. I lay beside her feeling her body slot easily against mine. She buried her face into the crook of  my neck and tangled her fingers in my hair.  I kissed her head softly and looked down at her. Feeling slightly negative about taking her from her family again. But she knew she could have a life with me. I'd show her everything she could ever want.

I looked at her again and smiled I trailed a finger over the angry bruise on her neck before allowing the sinking hooks of sleep to sink into me and take me to the world of dreams.

A/N
Another shorter one. I'm sorry. I've been so busy this week with work I haven't really had a proper chance to sit down and write properly. I promise the next part will be super juicy and full of Vegebul love. Anyways thanks for reading and supporting. If you like it give it a vote.  As always thankyou
-B