Catch Me When I Fall

Vegeta must fight his father in order to protect
his mate. Will he be able to do this or will he die in
the process? And can he save his mother from
this demon? Read and find out!





Chapter Eight
A danger unknown to Humanity

       Bulma stood by Yamcha as Goku and Vegeta went off to challenge each other in a fighting game called Tekken Four. She was so nervous that she just couldn�t stand still for a second. Her teeth clamped down on her thumbnail and stayed like that while she thought of what to say to Vegeta. She wondered how her handsome prince would react to the news. The beauty knew that he wouldn�t be very happy about it, at all.

       Yamcha caught Vegeta�s attention by calling his name. Vegeta was coming closer while Goku stayed behind. The third class warrior was too indulged in the game to even care what went on around him. The tall, scarred man took a deep breath before calmly saying, �Vegeta. There is something very important that Bulma and I have to tell you.�

       The heiress to Capsule Corporation had to be the one to break the news. He might try and strangle Yamcha if he told him. Bulma inhaled a breath just as Yamcha had done and then in a loud whisper said, �Vegeta. In the board meeting today... we met with the president of Galaxy Corporations, Mr. Uchuu. He said that your father is planning to come here next week. The King stated he was looking for something very valuable. I just know he�s talking about you, and I don�t want to lose you. The dreams, are they becoming reality? I�m afraid. I don�t know what to do. I told them not to agree to let him on the planet but they said that he had made a reasonable offer and they thought that I thought he was going to harm the people. That�s not even what I�m remotely concerned about. I�m only concerned about you, about me. What�s going to happen to us?�

       Vegeta looked into the glittering oceans that were bestowed upon Bulma�s beyond gorgeous visage. He registered the words that the angel had spoke to him. His father was coming here? There was one detail Bulma had been wrong about. The King would never care to come and collect the Prince. Instead, he would come to retrieve the object that would be considered a weakness to the Saiya-jin King�s heir. That precious prize would be the Prince�s beautiful woman. He�d run away with her to a distant land to keep her as far away from that shameful bastard as possible. The saiya-jin came crashing back down to reality and began to speak after hearing those words of complete truth. �Shit. Why the fuck is he coming now? My weakness has not become that weakness yet. What the fuck could he possibly want? Woman. We have to get as far away from here as possible. I want you to pack over the weekend and then be ready to greet me at 10 AM sharp on Monday morning. If I know the King, he likes to be prompt.�

       �What? Why does she have to leave?� Yamcha asked with a posture stating he was serious and wasn�t kidding around. What kind of danger could possibly lie within the King of Vegeta-sei coming to Earth. That secret would be kept between Bulma and Vegeta, or would it?

       �Because weakling. Do you want her to die?� He grunted as the other warrior shook his head. �Then we have to get her away from here. That bastard is not looking for me. I am of no use to him. My weaknesses are what he is looking for because he knows that my weaknesses could possibly become my strengths. Do you understand now, baka?�

       �Yeah. I got it. So where are we taking Bulma?� Yamcha asked trying to get a full map of the plans that Vegeta had running through his mind to protect his best friend.

       Bulma was frustrated with them talking about her as if she wasn�t there. �Hello?! Did you guys forget that I was still here?� Anger was clear in the sound of her angelic voice. What the hell were they talking about? She wanted to ask questions and she also wanted answers. �I�m not going anywhere unless you tell me just what the hell is going on.�

       Vegeta stepped forward growling the whole way. �The King isn�t coming to kill me, woman. He�s coming to kill you, because you are a weakness that could become a strength, to me.�

       While Vegeta, Yamcha, and Goku went off to plan a way to keep Bulma safe, she simply sat there feeling the intense waves of boredom. She had to deal with multiple hormone crazed teenage boys hitting on her. Did she really look like she was still that young and not twenty one? As another one of those sexually active males passed her, she silently wished for the boys to come back soon. At the moment, they were by the Tekken Four machine talking about what they should do while Goku continued to play the game and talk.

An Hour Later. . .

       The boys had finally returned their attention to Bulma. After they had finished working out a strategy, they decided to play the boxing game. She had to sit and watch them aim a punch at the screen trying to see who could break the record for defeating the most opponents.

       �I�d have to say that was a good game.� The arrogant, dark, handsome Vegeta laughed in triumph.

       �Yeah. Only because you won, Vegeta.� Yamcha groaned after losing to both Goku and Vegeta. He had come in third place. He looked at Bulma who was angry that they had wasted all their time playing a fighting game due to their incredibly high, competitive testosterone levels. �We�re sorry, Bulma. I promise I�ll pay more attention to you the next time we come here. If we do.� He said almost sadly.

       Goku and Yamcha decided to head off together and let Bulma and Vegeta finish their date while they still had time to have fun. After all, it was friday night and Bulma would need to start packing tomorrow. Then their plans would be put to action.

       Bulma stayed close to Vegeta as they walked outside to her car. The couple decided that they would take a nice long walk through the park. The air was just right. Not too hot and not too cold. It was the perfect night for taking a walk. She drove to her destination with Vegeta sitting silently besides her probably thinking about the events to come.

       Vegeta was trying to think the whole thing through while Bulma drove to the park. �Maybe I should make her my mate. If she dies, that way I'll just have to suffer for a little bit before I die, too. I can't live without her. Why do I feel like this? I can't be becoming weak, can I? Is that why I'm supposedly such a disgrace to my people? I wish I had more time to think about this. I'm not even gonna take the chance. I have to make her my mate. It's settled. I'll protect her with my life. That bastard won't ever take her from me. He seperated me from my mother at the age of five and gave me to that bastard Frieza who sent me here at the age of fifteen.� His mind became clear of all thoughts and was just in time to hear the woman announce that they had finally arrived. He got out of the car and positioned his arms crossed against his chest.

       �Vegeta,� the goddess began as she slowly started to walk by his side. �Where are you going to take me? To hide me from your father?--� She would have said more but his angry roar had cut her off, and startled her.

       �That moron is not my father! He may be my biological parent but he was never a father to me. What kind of dad sells his son to slavery just to get him away from his mother who plays an important role in taking care of her son?� That was one of the reasons he said he�d never go back there. He didn�t want to bear the pain of reliving the past. He didn�t want those memories to come flooding back into his mind if he even looked at one place where he used to play with Kakarot, or talk to his mother.

       �Okay. I�m sorry. You still didn�t answer my first question.�

       �Kakarot, Yamcha, and I are taking you to a quiet cabin in the country side. My father will never find us there if I keep my ki at a low level.� One thing that Vegeta had failed to mention was that the field surrounding the cabin resembled the one from their dreams. Everything about that dream was starting to slowly fall into place. The proud saiya-jin prince he had the guidance from his mother to help him defeat his father. He seemed to become quickly indulged in his own thoughts again. Memories of the beautiful Queen came back to him.

FLASHBACK

       Rosicheena, The radiant Queen of Vegeta-sei was sitting in the garden looking at the light red sky. One of the reasons she came out here was to get away from the King. She had mistakenly fallen in love with him, and agree'd to be his mate. They had once loved each other deeply but now Vegeta's heart seemed to be frozen over and his emotions were distant. Suddenly, she felt something pop up under her arm. Pools of onyx glanced down at her only son, the Prince of Vegeta-sei. �Vegeta, what are you doing out here?�

       Vegeta smiled up at his mom and replied, �I had to get away from Dad. He was bothering me about my talking to Kakarot again.� The four year old Vegeta gave his mother a toothy grin. He was young and innocent, untainted by the hatred that his father later injected into his veins. He hopped up on her lap and asked, �What'cha doing Mama?�

       �Just relaxing. Thinking about a few things that make me at peace with myself. You know son, emotions are wonderful. These saiya-jin elites around here say that emotions are for the weak but that isn't true. Don't let them persuade you into believing that. If anything, they can actually make you stronger. Even hostility can make you stronger, but that's not what you should possess. Do you understand what I'm saying?�

       �I think so, Mama. You're saying I should use my emotions to my advantage, but make sure that they're not all bad ones. Right?� He possessed a confused look on his face but quickly replaced it with that trademark smirk.

       �You're such a smart boy, Vegeta.� A proud smile quickly found it's way onto her plush rouge lips. Her skin was fair, lighter than most saiya-jins skin but still rough like theirs. She had long beautiful tresses of onyx which cascaded down to the middle of her back. The queen also had high cheek bones and deep, sensitive brown eyes. Her attire consisted of the planet's Queen armor.

       �Thanks. I will be the smartest King to ever rule, then! Even smarter than Dad who isn't very smart.� He chuckled that evil little chuckle.

       Rosicheena gasped at her son's comment. �Now Vegeta, that isn't a very nice thing to say. Especially when it's about your father. You're lucky he didn't hear you say that. You need to be more careful about the words you speak. It's always better to think about what to say before you say something that hurts someone without thinking about it first. Got it?�

       �Yes, mama. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a bad boy.� The sad look on Vegeta's face didn't keep his mother mad at him long. It always worked on her. His stomach rumbled and he complained, �Mama! I'm hungry. I want food!�

       The beautiful Queen laughed gently and picked up the young Prince. �Alright, my little Prince, let's go make you something to eat.� She gently kissed his forehead and walked inside the palace with the little saiya-jin boy protected by her motherly, loving embrace.

END FLASHBACK

       Vegeta seemed to smile softly at the memory. He had suddenly remembered the importance of those words. Emotions would make a person strong. It would be hard to forget the morals that his father had raised him on after all these years. Though, he always knew that mother knows best.

Chapter Nine
The bonding of the heart

       Vegeta seemed silent while they walked through the park holding hands. A twinge of gloom clouded his other emotions. He did not want to see this angel that descended upon him get hurt. Nor did he want to see her dead, like in his dreams. What could those dreams mean? Would they both die? Would their ex-lovers die as well? Why would his father try and take his strengths away? Was he afraid of losing the saiya-jin throne? Or did he just live to torment his only son and child? So many questions ran through his mind. He barely noticed Bulma trying to catch his attention until she waved her hand in front of his face.

       Bulma concurred that Vegeta was much too quiet. What could he possibly be thinking about? It was probably something about his father. She lifted her hand and waved it in front of his face hoping to catch his attention. It had worked because now his attention was focused on her. Although, signs of sorrow lingered in his eyes. �Vegeta,� she spoke with that kind and loving angelic voice, �are you alright?�

       The sound of her voice was soothing to the saiya-jin prince. After a few moments of taking in her appearance again, he answered, �I�m fine, woman.� He was lying to himself and to her. Looking forwards, he spotted a bench where he could sit down and talk to her about everything that he had thought about. �Woman, let�s go sit on that bench over there. I need to talk to you.� In a few moments they had sat down. Now he was trying to figure out how to talk to her. �So, my father is coming to the planet. That bastard. I thought I got rid of his ass by leaving. He probably sent spies to the planet to report to him every thing I�m doing.�

       The blue haired angel listened intently. Although, she decided to respond to that statement with her true feelings. �Vegeta, I�m afraid.� She threw her arms around his neck, hoping he would offer some kind of comfort.

       The warrior glanced around the park making sure nobody was in sight. After all he was a very prideful man. Seeing no one, he wrapped his arms around her taking in her sweet scent. He whispered softly into her ear, �I know you�re afraid. You don�t have a reason to be. I�ll protect you, I promise.� It was funny how a dangerous man could be reduced to a shy mouse in the presence of a woman. �Woman, before we started walking I had a flashback of when I was a child with my mother.� A smile seemed visible on his visage.

       He�d never mentioned any memories about his mother to her before. She was very curious about this, now. So, she had to ask. �What was your mother like?� She wanted to learn about the woman that Vegeta seemed to remember  and care about so well.

       He had been surprised by this question at first. Then, he figured that he should probably tell her all about the woman who birthed him. �She was the most beautiful saiya-jin woman to ever live. I look more like my father, though. I suppose that�s to be expected in the saiya-jin race with males. Kakarot looks like his father, Bardock. Anyway, she used to love to sit out in the garden just staring off into the sky. Probably thinking about her life that my father made miserable. I was the only thing pleasurable about it. I never used to be like this. When I was younger, I was nice. I still made a few mean remarks here and there, but they were usually about my father. She always used to scold me for it. She loved fixing me something to eat when I was hungry. It�s a shame that she actually loved him. I wonder if that bastard killed her. I hope not.�

       It almost pained her to hear that his father would do something so cold and evil to his mate. Her eyes glistened with tears. Hearing about this wonderful woman made her want to meet the saiya-jin who birthed Vegeta. �If she is still alive, would you go back?�

       The prince hadn�t been expecting that question. He had been expecting her to sob over the hard life of a saiya-jin. He thought about it for a moment and then replied with, �Yes. I would. Maybe I�ll steal my father�s ship and take you with me. You would be able to see my home planet. I would not be able to leave an incredibly sadistic being like my father on Chikyuu-sei. He would destroy it in a time period of three hours. I would have to kill him first.�

       �I believe in you. I believe that you have the strength to defeat him. You can save me. You can save us. I have faith in you.� Her eyes held the deepest amount of trust and affection for the warrior who kept her shielded from the night in his embrace. His eyes displayed a deep amount of affection for her as well. At the same time they were filled with sorrow, but also with happiness. It was an odd mix but then again, Vegeta was a very different person. She wouldn�t have him any other way.

       Those words that she spoke to him caused him to feel happiness for the first time in a long time. The last time he had been happy, he was just a child. His mother had always made him happy when he was feeling down. The angel had the same affect upon him. Upon his heart. His lips instantly landed down upon hers. He savored the feeling of her soft, plush lips against his. He never wanted the moment to end. The warrior�s wet appendage glided over her bottom lip asking for entrance.

       She hadn�t expected him to kiss her but the moment was right. She loved the way that he kissed her. So passionate and full of emotion. It felt right. As his tongue glided over her bottom lip, she gave him the access he wanted. The blue haired beauty savored the flavor of her lover. Their tongues danced together in a sinful rhythm. She wished that this moment could last forever. Bulma seemed to be on cloud nine. She wasn�t expecting Vegeta�s next move.

       The heir to the saiya-jin throne seemed to be lost in the moment. His hand slipped under the fabric of her shirt and trailed up her side gently tickling her. Then it caressed the small of her back. He didn�t get a negative response from her, either. A melody of pleasure had been released from her body. Their everlasting kiss muffled the sound.

       The feelings she was experiencing had never been this strong with Yamcha. The slightest touch from Vegeta made her want more of this sensation. Her hands trailed under his shirt and upon his chest. It was perfectly chiseled. Absolutely flawless. She wondered how one man could attain such perfection. He reminded her of the mythical greek gods. Beautiful and absolutely perfect. She even loved his cold personality but enjoyed his warm interior more. Even the feeling of his soft, but rough skin was enjoyable. Then her hands trailed down to his abs and softly caressed them. He seemed to be enjoying her touch as well. He had let out a grunt of satisfaction.

       Vegeta knew at that moment his lust and desire for her would never be satiated. Over the next few days they would form an insatiable relationship. Many different emotions would confuse them but bring them closer at the same time. He would find a way to protect his princess. She was a princess in his eyes. In every aspect, the woman was special and beautiful. Being reminded that she needed to pack, he broke the kiss. �You should start packing, woman.�

       She knew that he was right. She had to pack. After all, the king would be here soon. She needed to be ready. �I know. Do you want a ride home?�

       He shook his head in response to her question. He needed some time to think about the emotions he was experiencing. He hadn�t felt quite this happy in a long time. He wondered if his mother was alive still. What would he say to her if he did get the chance to see her again? What kind of tricks did his father have up his sleeve? Most importantly, would he be able to protect Bulma? He stopped thinking about these things and looked back up into the sapphires of his beloved.

       A smile graced her angelic features. That sweet voice purified the atmosphere surrounding them. �I�ll see you in a few days then. I just want you to know I had a wonderful evening. Good night, my prince.� With that being said, she gave him one last kiss to savor until she�d see him again on Monday. She left him speechless to say anything. She looked back at her new lover until she reached her Mitsubishi Eclipse. Then the heiress unlocked the door and got in. Now she had to go pack.

       He had done nothing but stare after her like a lovesick puppy. Eventually he got up and walked towards his house. What would happen during the days they would spend together? He knew eventually he would have to make her his mate. He could already feel the bond forming between them. It was amazing how soon it was happening. This was a sign that their bond would be incredibly strong and nothing would be able to break it. This was perfect. The stronger the bond they had, the more one would be able to survive if the other died. They would always remember the dead mate and never dishonor them. Even in death. With a medium bond, if one mate died the other would suffer and quickly follow. With a weak bond, one mate is most likely to change their minds. The prince�d had many weak bonds. Everytime he thought he found the right one, they ended up being disloyal to him. Like Maron, for example. She would scream out another man�s name during the acts of pleasure.

       He opened the door to his apartment and was greeted by the large and lovely Akita. The beautiful canine brought a smile to his face. She made him forget about his worries. All he planned on doing was relaxing for the rest of the night.

Deep Space at an Unknown Hour.

       King Vegeta was looking into the deepest reaches of space. He couldn�t wait to land on Chikyuu-sei. He had gotten Uchuu and Briefs� permission to land there. He was pulling out all the stops to distract his son from his prized posession. The weakness of his son was Dr. Briefs� daughter. What a shame. He�d have to kill the daughter of his ally. After that, he would be broken from the treaty with Chikyuu-sei and he�d be able to have some of his elites purge it and claim it for themselves. Then he�d have more elites purge ally planets and hand them over to Lord Frieza.

       With Prince Vegeta and his mate out of the picture, they�d be able to control the universe. His annoying son won�t be in the way to stop him. There was another thing that he wouldn�t have to worry about with the Prince gone. The boy wouldn�t be able to come back and claim the throne. Nor would he be able to liberate his mother from the miserable life she lead. He only wanted the queen because she was beautiful and she�d be able to produce a great heir. She also had power over all the people of Vegeta-sei. Her father had been a very powerful advisor. They looked good together as rulers of the planet. She had fulfilled her duties and now all the use she had was to bring Vegeta under his control.

       The cold, sadistic king knew how much the boy had loved his mother. She ruined the boy�s mind with such talk of how emotions made a person strong. Power was the only thing that made a person strong. At least that was what he had always believed. The more power you had, the more people would respect you. The more you would be able to manipulate them. He was positive that all his traps were going to work on the Prince. Now, all he had to do was wait for that moment to come.

       Rosicheena sat on the Queen�s throne in the back of the ship. Her beauty was marred by tears and depression. She had made a mistake in falling in love with Vegeta. At the time it had seemed so right. Now, he was using her only for one purpose. That purpose was to lure out and distract their son. Just so his weakness could be killed, and he could be killed. What kind of monster had she bonded to? The bond between them used to be strong but now it had become weak. If it were broken, she would not suffer but simply lead a better life. The question was, could she survive without the man she had fallen in love with?

Monday Morning at 8:30 AM.

       Bulma�s mother had let Vegeta in the house to wait for her daughter. She was curious as to what was going on and why Bulma had to leave. �Darling, would you mind explaining to me why Bulma has to hide away?�

       He looked at her for a moment and gave her one of his famous glares before replying, �Your husband, Dr. Briefs, made a deal with the head of Galaxy Corporation, Mr. Uchuu, to let my father, the King of Vegeta-sei come to this planet. By doing this, he put your daughter in serious danger. My father does not want me to live, nor does he want me becoming stronger. Your daughter can become one of my greatest strengths. She already has faith in me. I would never put her in harm�s way. That is why she must stay hidden from my father. If he can not find her, then he can not destroy her.�

       �That man always find some way of putting one of his family members in trouble. I married him, so I have no place to complain. Please, take care of her for me. My, you�re such a handsome young man. You�re a Prince too? My Bulma really knows how to choose a man.�

       Vegeta simply nodded his head which gave the beautiful woman his word. She was beautiful, but no where near as attractive as Bulma. He could see where she got her beautiful blue eyes. Although, her incessant babbling annoyed him to no ends. He turned his head in time to catch Bulma walking down the stairs while carrying heavy luggage. He walked up the steps and took the suit case out of her hands with a smirk on his face. �Let me handle that, woman.� He carried her suit case down the stairs and set it on the ground.

       Bulma glared at her not-so-prince-charming. He was all dressed up. Brown suit pants, a white shirt and a brown suit jacket. �You look professional, Vegeta. I don�t see a reason for you to be, though. You�re not part of a fancy company.�

       �I happen to be a royal classman, woman. I have to look professional. I have to be presentable to the King.�

       �Are you meeting with him?� Now she was suspicious of his intentions.

       �I don�t have a choice. The first thing he is going to do is summon me and have one of his gooney elites come and retrieve me. He did it the entire time that I was enslaved to Frieza. Things aren�t going to change. That is why I told Yamcha to watch you while I went out. Kakarot is going to accompany me to meet with my father.�

       She nodded understanding what he had to do. After all, it was proper etiquette to agree to the King�s wishes. Even if it was an evil King who was looking to kill the Prince of his race. A genuine smile was applied to those rouge lips once more. A gleam of happiness glowing brightly in her oceanic crystals. She was just happy to be with her Prince once more. She had missed him over the weekend.

       The heir of the saiya-jin throne smirked at his beautiful vixen. �Oh. So, I suppose you didn�t miss me the entire weekend. Well, that�s fine with me. I don�t need your affection. I can just as easily get it elsewhere.� He knew that would get the woman going.

       �You wouldn�t dare.� The need to be bold built up in her system and she stepped in front of the warrior and looked him in the eye.

       For a few moments he held the eye contact. Then his features softened and he replied, �You�re right. I wouldn�t. You are the only one who can hold a verbal fight with me. I wouldn�t want to lose that.� He laughed when she hit him playfully on the shoulder. How he had missed those blue eyes, and that blue hair. Not to mention her perfect and flawless, angelic visage. Most of all, he had missed those candy coated lips of hers. Once again, he assaulted her lips with his own. He reveled in the sweet flavor that he had missed.

       The sensation had returned to her. She had missed that sweet sensation. It only lasted a couple minutes before her mother cleared her throat and then reminded them that they should get going. They had decided upon taking Vegeta�s car to the cabin in the country side. It was a beautiful, black Dodge Viper GT. On the hood, in white, his name was written. He must�ve had a good amount of money to get something like that done. They were silent on the ride to the Cabin. The only one making noise was Jouzii panting in the back seat while poking her head out of the window.

       Once they arrived, Bulma took interest in the beautiful fields surrounding the cozy little cabin. It was gorgeous. It reminded her of a place that she had seen in her dreams. Then, it struck her. This was the place where she had been the whole time in those dreams she�d had about Vegeta. ��Geta! This is the place!�

       The prince had carried the woman�s suit case in the house and then went back to grab his own when he heard her statement. He knew that she�d figure it out. Although, there was no going back now. He had to keep her here to keep her safe. �I know what it is. I am not going to let those dreams come true. You have nothing to worry about. You just need to have faith in me, Bulma. I always keep my word. I never go back on it.�

       After being reassured she opened the door to the back and grabbed the end of Jouzii�s leash. The dog was strong. It took all of her strength to control the animal. Once the dog was in the house, she let out a sigh of relief. Then she heard a remark from Vegeta.

       �Can�t handle the incredible strength of my dog, woman?� He laughed when she shook her head and glared at him. Then he got serious and stated, �Yamcha should be here in about ten minutes. I am going to go wait back at my apartment for one of those elite goons. I�ll see you later. Jouzii will watch over you for now. Just don�t go outside.� With those words being said, he walked out of the cabin and took to the air.

       The only thing she could do now was wait for Yamcha to come and keep her company. Hopefully, nothing would go wrong.

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