MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET

Hello guys!!!!!! Sorry for all the delay but here is the next chapter. I hope is up to the likings of everyone and mends for the tardiness!!

The way she feels inside

It all had been a mistake. They both knew it as soon as their lips began playing a ritual of their own, oblivious to the commands both their minds were screaming. Realization had come too late for them because just one touch had been necessary for them to fall into something stronger than all their convictions over what they felt for each other.

Vegeta discovered that one kiss was not enough; at first he had tried to separate from her as soon as he could, to break the contact and attain what he had intended with it, to make her run away in the opposite direction, feeling insulted and degraded because he had dared to use her in such way, to tramp all over her dignity. But then, she had answered to the kiss in a way he hadn't expected. Her hand loosened its grip on his tail and what had been a painful grip became soothing and sensual caresses to one of his most sensible places. The actual sensations of having her touching on him more than anything he could have imagined or dreamed before. Her other hand traveled all over his back up to his head and her soft fingers, softer than anything he had ever felt, slid tenderly, yet passionately also, in his hair.

Vegeta had never felt these kinds of sensations with another woman; it was as if all of her was made to fit him, his actions, his body, his strength, his passion and much more than that. What they were sharing at that moment went beyond simple lust or physical pleasure and knowing it was by far the scariest thing the proud Saiyan Prince had ever came across. His entire being was feeling the complete hit of a longing for her that he had tried to dismiss up to this moment. When his hands answered to her caresses by stroking her azure tail ever so softly and as his fingers itched to entangle themselves in the silky strands of her aquamarine hair, he became aware of just how good all that felt, and worse than all, of how much he would miss it as soon as she would leave him.

Being honest to himself about feelings was not something Vegeta was good at. As good and genious as he was concerning battles and wars, he was bad when it came to his very own feelings. But as the woman leaned more and more into him and his lips found the way to her neck, the taste of her creamy and sweet skin…As she moaned his name in a sensual voice far different from her usual screeching, as her tail began a game of its own with his…As his own body betrayed him and found a more comfortable position over the bed…As his heart began an erratic beating and his subconscious began to scream at him that he enjoyed, wanted and ached for her company, as the world and universe became her beneath him, he had to accept something that hurt his pride more than anything.

He had some sort of feelings for her.

Bulma discovered in that moment that she had lost the battle against her feelings. Being kissed and held like that, so intimately, so softly yet passionately made her heart ache. Just as much as that time when he abandoned her. She had loved him back then. And when he left, stealing not only her space pod but her first love, she had covered all those childish feelings with anger and rage over his betrayal. It had worked well in the past but it wouldn't now.

She loved him now, stronger than ever. Just one kiss had been enough to smash all of her good intentions and her resolutions of being her friend while staying away on a sentimental meaning. Being embraced by him like this was enough to wonder how it would be to be his, to be in his arms every night, kissed with such fever, touched with such fiery feelings…

Yes, feelings… She wanted his love, his consuming and blistering love. She wanted to be his reason to breathe and live, just as he was hers. And being held like this, kindly and softly pressed to his bed, made one wonder how it would be to be his beloved. His queen… The only one allowed to know of his passion, of his tender side… The only woman to know he could love…

And at that point, she felt a rush of lust invade her whole body. She too, was enjoying having him like that, all of him to touch and explore… She wanted… she needed to be his, to give herself to him completely, to show him with her body just one of the many facets of her love for him.

But even all that pleasure and all that passion weren't blinding enough to not let her realize that she was just deluding herself, just being used as a means for physical release… Just as once she had been used as a means to escape from a stranded planet, just to be forgotten and abandoned. The same would happen again, undoubtedly, and she would not be able to survive that.

So, even though her own body screamed out of frustration, she pushed him gently and made herself free from him. She straightened her clothes and said a good night with the smallest of her voices, and made it to the door.

--You are doing well, woman—said Vegeta right before she turned the doorknob. She half turned just to see him lying there in his huge bed, his chest naked and just a knot in his night robe preventing him from being all naked. Oh God, just that sight of him was enough to make her regret her decision of leaving.

--What do you mean?—she asked, again with a small voice and she feared that maybe he hadn't heard her.

--I cannot give you more than a good fuck—he said and to these words, she almost cringed inside, not only because they were harsh, but also because she now knew she had been correct about her assumptions.

She said no more and hastily, closed the door and returned to her own quarters. Vegeta fell back on his bed and closed his eyes. Damn to hell!! He had lost against her, and had it not been for her retreat, he would have ended up doing her all night long. Still now, his skin burned with need for her hands, his eyes had found the sight of her pressed to him as the most delightful thing ever, his tail lashed around in frustration for being denied of the pleasure of entwining with hers…

And it had been her who stopped all that madness; she had been the stronger one, the only one able to come back to her right mind and put an end to that little encounter of theirs. He had been able to reach super saiyan and all, but still, she was beyond him and that alone annoyed him to no end.

It was one of the longest nights ever for the Prince, as his pride had been wounded, his lust deceived and his deepest feelings tramped all over. Still, for one moment before heading outside when the morning came, he wondered what damage his harsh words had done to her, since even for him had seemed so brutal. And most importantly, if those words had actually done what he thought that forced kiss would and failed, make her run away from him.

And it was one of the most painful nights ever for the blue haired woman, as her heart had been broken, her body ripped apart from her lover and her love declared unrequited. She still, refused to cry and instead, decided to smash her loving thoughts in her scientific work. Unkown to her, he did just the same in the Gravity Room.

That´s how Lord Frieza found them the next day. So deep in their own worlds and problems that just when the alarms went mad with the sudden invasion and a couple of worlds nearby exploded, they realized time had ran off for them. As the space ship, enourmous and terrible loomed in the skyline of Vegetasei´s capital, hordes of Frieza´s henchmen were unloaded and began to destroy the planet at ramdom. Just as they did so, the planet´s army, full of well trained Saiyans began the resistence and even though the attack had began with a monstrous ferocity, the situation was actually quite balanced between both forces.

Vegeta and Bulma commanded each the army and got reunited in the outside of the castle grounds, they had had to fly and even if none of them had talked to each other, both thought of looking for the source of the whole ruckus, Lord Frieza. They could feel the lizard's power without even wanting to, so terrific it was. As they saw the ship landing, they just directed each other a strange stare.

--You shouldn't be here woman, this is going to be my fight—

--It´s mine too—she answered, and just then the wind caused by the ship made her clothes, a pinkish tank top and one of the pair of baggy white pants she so loved to flutter around as her straight azure hair made the same movement. At the moment, Vegeta was shocked to see that she looked more like a fairy than a warrior, that she was too beautiful to be there, looking at death´s face. It was however, the determination set in her blue eyes which convinced him that despite her serene expression, she was not afraid and she wasnt going to escape from the place or run to save her life; even if he wanted or not, she was going to stay with him through the whole ordeal and only death would make her go.

But something about that thought made him angry. She wasn't his lover, she wasn't anything to him other than a problem, not even a comrade. She didn't have the right to decide to fight along with him or not because she wasn't his mate. And worse of all, he knew that even if she wasn't, if she stayed, he would try and protect her should anything happen.

Bulma saw little of those thoughts in his eyes, but she could imagine pretty well what she was for him at the moment. A total hindrance

--Lord Son is leading the Army, they will do well; however, if we don't destroy the lizard, no matter how strong our men are, we will be destroyed Vegeta—she said—I wont trouble you if to fight alone is what you want, but listen and listen well, I will not allow you to do any foolish thing. If somewhere along the fight you need me, I´ll fight by your side no matter if you don't like it!—

He was going to retort with some insult, but right then the main gate from the ship, which had already landed opened slowly and Lord Frieza himself appeared in the entrance, sitting in a floating throne and guarded by his two more powerful aiders, both of them known to be the cruelest beings in the universe aside from the emperor, Zarbon and Dodoria…

He smiled a wicked smile as he watched the lovely scene both monkeys made standing together in front of him, ready for a battle with him. Ahhh…they were so cute… Bulma made a disgusted face as she took in his white and purple figure, so delicate looking, just as a porcelain piece and the repulsive and cruel way his eyes stared at them.

--What a wonderful thing to find both my new pets together, don't you think Zarbon?—he began, his voice was so malicious and deep, so contrary to his lookings—I still haven't start and they already want to fight me…

Vegeta and Bulma both took a fighting stance, yet Lord Frieza just smiled at that and motioned for someone to bring something in his presence.

--What an unfriendly way to receive me you have—he said—And here I was, bringing such a nice present for you that I found stranded in space…

Just as he sighed, some lower servants dragged the horribly battered body of King Vegeta and let him fall to the ground. Bulma gasped but Vegeta remained silent. Just then, Dodoria grasped him by the head and exposed his suffering face to them while laughing. King Vegeta must have suffered days and days of torture and beatings to look like that and in Bulma´s heart, a hate and anger for those monsters began to boil out of control.

--You know what, Dodoria—the lizard continued—I want to amuse myself by seeing which monkey snaps first… Why don't we give them a reason to do so?—

The pink monster raised a finger and a beam of light appeared in the tip of his gloved nail, just then they understood what was going to happen the next moment, they were going to kill him in front of their very own eyes…

Both of them lunged forward but for Vegeta, who had feared something for the first time in life, it became obvious he would never be able to reach in time to send that disgusting monster flying and take his father away. For Bulma, the situation was quite different. He had been so nice to her, so caring as the father she never had and she loved him for that; seeing a man she respected so much being treated so badly made her anger snap and her instincts took over. She had to do something to reach him and save him, she just had to!!!

And so, in front of Vegeta´s and Frieza´s eyes, the blue haired saiyan disappeared and the next moment, they saw Dodoria´s body exploding in the sky. He hadn't had any time to see what was going on and not a single chance of defending himself. Even Lord Frieza was stunned to see a blur of white passing right beside him carrying the King in her arms, just to find them a second later beside Vegeta, who had stayed behind at the sight of that terrific speed demonstration.

But what they both saw wasn't the same blue haired woman. The woman holding the King of Saiyans delicately and lovingly in her arms wasn't anymore the same. Vegeta´s eyes went wide as he took in the sight of her, now surrounded by a golden aura, serene and delicate which made her now equally golden hair fly around with soft movements, just as a gentle breeze.

But as she turned her now deeper blue eyes to him, he was struck with disbelief. Her face wasn't serene at all, there was a pure look of rage and contained anger that he knew so well because it had been the same thing that had made him go over his limits once... She now looked like a goddess of war…

Bulma had reached the Super Saiyan.