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Arranged (Vegeta X Reader)

Chapter Twelve // Versus Nappa

A/N: a very short chapter that I didn’t realize was completed and just sitting in my drafts. Oops.

It had been 10 months since you started training with Goku.

Time sure had gone by quick and you had learned so much. You had also met all of Goku's friends and of course, his wife.

Chi-Chi and Bulma were so supportive of you and they soon became your best friends. They helped you with learning more about humans and culture. You were thankful to have them by your side. Especially since they weren't fighters. 

Daio, on the other hand, had really learned a lot from Goku. They worked hard together and Goku loved the challenge of training someone so strong. He even took Daio to King Kai's with him to train. And although reluctant at first, King Kai agreed to train Daio.

Daio was now fourteen and you hadn't seen him in months due to him being on King Kai's planet.

You were hanging out with Bulma after a long training session when the phone rang.

It was Krillin informing you that the Saiyans had arrived sooner than you all thought and to try and come as quickly as possible to find them.

In a panic, and worried about Daio, you immediately begged Bulma to hurry along and get the plane ready.

You headed toward the Kame House to start, thinking everyone would meet up there and go straight to the scene. But of course you were wrong, and you really were starting to panic. You were worried sick about Daio. You were scared they would try to take him for the Frieza Force. You couldn't risk it.

It was 2 hours in total from Capsule Corp to the Kame House. During that time was a lot of reassurance from Bulma saying it would be okay. That Daio could hold his own.

From there, you started flying for the rest of the crew.

When you arrived to the scene, you didn't immediately spot the Saiyans. You hid behind a rock, hoping you would only have to interfere if need be.

Currently, Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu were down for the count.

You looked around and noticed Goku was no where to be found.

Piccolo immediately sensed your energy, knowing you were keeping yourself hidden.

"And well, well, well. Look at you. I bet you're a little hybrid freak just like this pipsqueak, aren't ya?"

You eyes widened at the sound of that voice.

Nappa.

You never really did like him. You weren't surprised Frieza kept him around. He was strong and easily manipulated. 

It was clear he was talking to Daio.

"Actually, I'm full saiyan, wise ass." Daio laughed mockingly. "And what a pathetic power level you have. Are you sure you're considered elite?" 

"Why you little-"

And the fight began. It was now that you peered over the rock and watched your son go toe to toe with Nappa.

The fight seemed to last forever. You watched Daio hold his own pretty well, until Nappa played dirty and got the upper hand. 

He sent Daio to the ground with a large thud.

Now was the time you were going to interfere.

"Y/N don't! He saw you! It's a trap!" Piccolo reached his hand out toward you as you already revealed yourself.

"Well, Nappa. It's been awhile." You giggled. "Let's see if I still can kick your ass."

"I knew it." Nappa laughed. "Y/N. Always been a bitch."

"Piccolo. Get Gohan and leave. Take Daio too."

He nodded and picked them up, leaving the area.

As you fought Nappa, it was clear that he was out matched. You still had power over him and it was no secret.

"Goodbye Nappa. So sad to see you go." You held a blast to his head.

[saiyanwhore]

Arranged (Vegeta X Reader) // Masterlist

Chapter One: An Irritated Prince

Chapter Two: Friends and Allies

Chapter Three: Overprotective

Chapter Four: Birthday

Chapter Five: All Gone Wrong

Chapter Six: Tension

Chapter Seven: Hate

Chapter Eight: Aftermath

Chapter Nine: Planet Vegeta Meet Frieza

Chapter Ten: Earth Meet Us!

Chapter Eleven: Life On Earth

Chapter Twelve: Versus Nappa

[saiyanwhore]

Arranged (Vegeta X Reader)

Chapter Seven // Hate

SMUT AHEAD! WARNING!

Vegeta grabbed you by your wrists, eyes staring down boldly at you.

His hands had an extremely tight grip on your wrists and despite being a female, saiyan warrior, Vegeta had always overpowered you.

Vegeta backed you into the door causing a large boom as his body pressed against yours.

Your heart began to thump, the sound of your heartbeat ringing in your ears. The feeling of arousal overcoming you as Vegeta spoke.

"Now." He growled, grabbing your chin and forcefully making you look at him. Your pupils were large and dilated as he stared down at you. "You will listen to your Prince entirely!"

Your knees buckled beneath you. You had to pull yourself together. You knew this was a dominance act. You weren't going to let it fly.

You took a deep breath and sighed.

You grabbed Vegeta's arms, his eyes going wide as you flipped spots with him.

"Now, now, Vegeta. That is no way to talk to a lady, is it?"

You kissed his neck, nibbling and sucking as you heard him curse under his breath. He had his hands on your waist as you traced the fresh hickey on his neck.

"We'll see what that little whore they've arranged you with thinks of what I've done." You giggled, his eyebrows furrowing and cheeks flushing.

"Y/N." He grumbled, picking you up in one swoop over his shoulder. He was carrying you over to the shower.

Once reaching said shower, he turned the water on. His hands were quick to strip you of your gear, hands stumbling as he was eager to get you naked.

His nose scrunched as he looked at you angrily. "I'm going to hate fuck you."

"Oh really?"

"Really!" His face said it all as he grabbed your hand and threw you into the shower, soon following you.

He immediately attacked your lips, sending you into a daze as the hot water doused your skin.

You had dreamt of this moment for so long, and here you are. In the shower with your best friend.

Vegeta ran his hands up and down you, feeling every inch of your gorgeous body. He wanted you so badly. So bad to the point where he was willing to throw everything away for you.

"Mm. So good." You mumbled in between sloppy kisses. It was obvious Vegeta was winning in the dominance department, but that didn't stop you from trying.

Your hands trailed to his now wet hair. You grabbed it in-between your fingers and tugged gently as his locks, causing him to growl. He looked at you with angry, lustful eyes and slapped you hard on the ass.

"Fuck you." Vegeta spat, grabbing your hair and pulling you back into a kiss. His mouth trailed down to your neck and he sucked on the soft skin, making your eyes go blank.

"V-Vegeta." You stuttered out his name as he pulled away, teeth gritted.

You grabbed his face, pulling him into a more soft kiss. He let you have this one.

Your hand was resting on his chest as you two kissed, slowly trailing down to his abs.

Vegeta hissed as you rested your hand on his pelvic region, you could feel him starting to give in.

You slowly, and for Vegeta painfully, moved your hand down to his cock. He let out a throaty groan as you slowly rubbed his member.

"For fucks sake, woman." He breathed out as he rested his forehead on yours. You watched his whole body twitch and his face twist as you jerked him off.

Vegeta's bottom lip had somehow found its way into his mouth as he bit down hard. "Fuck." He groaned once more, his body shaking.

"I-I'm done playing, Y-Y/N..." Vegeta started speaking but his voice caught in his throat as you started speeding your movements up. "U-Uh."

Vegeta's hips jerked upwards as his eyes rolled back into his head. You immediately took your hand away before he could release.

His eyes went dark as he looked at you, mouth and nose twitching. "My turn, woman." His voice went deep as he grabbed your ass and lifted you up.

He slammed you into the shower wall, wrapping your legs around his waist. His eyes scanned you up and down before his head dove into your breasts.

He began to suck and nibble on one of your nipples, waves of pleasure and enjoyment rippling through you.

You started to let out soft moans, Vegeta smirking.

"If you like that..." He chuckled. "Just you wait. I'm not finished with you."

Without any warning, he slammed his cock inside of you. His eyebrows knitting as he looked up at your face. He watched it twist with pleasure and this only encouraged him. With each thrust, Vegeta went faster and faster.

You kept moaning out his name as he thrusted into you. His cock filled you up so nicely and you couldn't help but want to feel him cum inside you.

It was now that you realized that Vegeta's tail was wrapped around yours, meaning that you were now bonded fully to one another.

"You feel so fucking good, Y/N." Vegeta panted as he dug his fingers into your curves. "So tight for your Prince."

Those words really sent you over the edge.

"Fuck Vegeta." You felt yourself nearing your orgasm. "I-I'm gonna..."

Vegeta's eyes went wide once he felt your walls tighten around him. His lips quivered as you shook in pleasure. You made him feel so good unlike anyone or anything else.

"Y-Y/N..." His voice was raspy as his thrusting sped up even more. "I love you."

You started to cry as you released around his cock, screaming out his name. This alone sent him over the edge. You felt his warm load fill you up as he gently set you down.

You both leaned on each other, exhausted. The hot water still running and hitting you both.

You gave him a kiss on his chest and you cried on him. "I love you too, Vegeta."

[saiyanwhore]

Arranged (Vegeta X Reader)

Chapter Eleven // Life On Earth

After giving birth, you made it your mission to give Daio a good life. You knew it would already be tough for him, not having a father figure and all.

You had taught Daio everything he knew. You built a small cottage in the middle of the forest, far away from suburban and city life.  You hunted for your and Daio's meals. You took Daio under your wing and taught him survival skills.

He was strong and as stubborn as ever. He had quite a little personality. It reminded you much of his father.

You told him stories of Planet Vegeta. Of his father, the Prince. You told him all about the truth. About Frieza, the space pod, him being born the moment you arrived. Everything. You didn't want to shelter your child, but also Earthlings confused you profusely. Even now that you've lived on Earth for over a decade, humans were odd. You tried to keep Daio away from the city, knowing that he would be confused seeing you confused. It was hard for Daio at first, but he was smart and strong willed. He came to understand everything.

As for appearance, he was almost a carbon copy of Vegeta. He had the dark eyes and everything. Even so, his power level was greater than his father's at this age. Daio was thirteen and always shocked you with his power. He would have made an amazing warrior.

And as of now, he was out searching for dinner.

"Hello mom." He entered the house, veggies in his hands. "You'll never believe what I found."

"What!?" You gasped as you looked at him, a smirk upon his face.

"I found a boy while I was out looking for dinner. He told me his name was Gohan." He grabbed your hand and dragged you out the door, pointing to a little boy standing in your yard.

The poor boy looked terrified. "Look, he has a tail!" Daio announced turning to Gohan and pointing to his tail.

"Daio! You can't be going around stealing children! I'm sure his family is worried sick." You grabbed your son by the ear and pulled him away from Gohan.

The little boy shrunk down against a tree, visibly shaking.

"Now, Gohan. Do you know how to get home from here?" You crouched down to be level with the boy.

He shook his head no as tears started streaming down his face.

"Hey, sweetheart it's okay. We'll find your family. Do you know your parents' names?"

"Uh huh." He sniffled. "Chi-Chi is mommy. Goku is daddy."

Goku. That name sounded awfully familiar.

You giggled as you picked him up.

"Okay Gohan. We'll get you home."

You started flying and looked over at your son. "Now you. I expect you to give me some sort of direction as to where you found him! I'm sure his house is nearby."

Daio rolled his eyes, knowing that was a risky game to play with you.

"Fine." He mumbled.

He took the lead as you followed close behind, being sure to make sure Gohan felt safe.

"How old are you Gohan?" You asked the little boy.

"Four."

Jeez. A little young to be out in the woods by himself.

You traveled maybe five minutes before Daio led you to the ground. His arms crossed as he looked over to you. "Here."

"Drop the attitude." You growled. "Otherwise no training for a week."

His arms immediately dropped to his side. "Yes ma'am."

"GOHAN! GOHAN!"

"Daddy! I'm here!" Gohan jumped up and down as you watched his father lower himself to the ground. He was riding a big, orange cloud.

"Hey kiddo! Where have you been? Your mother almost had my head!" Goku exclaimed, picking Gohan up and ruffling his hair.

"I was lost." Gohan frowned. "But this nice lady helped me!"

Goku looked at you.

Oh my gosh! He's the one who helped me when I landed here!

"Jeez! Thanks." Goku sighed in relief. "Hey! Aren't you the lady who gave birth to that-"

Goku looked over at Daio and gasped. "Wow! Not a baby anymore!"

He giggled as he scratched the back of his head. "What's your name?"

"Daio." He grumbled, crossing his arms and looking off to the side.

"Wow! Talk about a bad attitude!"

"Well, if you met his father you wouldn't be surprised." You pulled your son into a tight hug.

"You've got quite the power level for a kid your age." Goku exclaimed. "Who's been training you?"

"I have, actually." You blushed, looking down at the ground. "Back on our home planet I was the strongest female saiyan."

"Well hey! Maybe I can show you two some techniques from here on Earth sometime."

"Yeah for sure!" You smiled.

"Speaking of which...what's your name again?"

"Y/N."

"Okay Y/N. I have some questions for you. Maybe we could head back to my place and while the boys play, we can talk."

"I'm not playing with a four year old." Daio scrunched his nose and looked over at you.

"Yes you are." You grabbed his collar and dragged him over near Goku. "And yes Goku, we will talk." 

"Let's go!" Goku placed Gohan next to him and they took off, you and Daio following close behind.

Once you landed, Goku sent the boys inside and took you aside to talk to you.

"So, we had an encounter with a Saiyan not too long ago. He told us planet Vegeta was destroyed. His name was Raditz. We just barely beat him. He told us a year from now, two more Saiyans would be arriving. They're working under someone named Frieza. I need to know something..."

Your heart stopped.

Raditz.

Frieza.

Two more Saiyans.

Tears started escaping your eyes and before Goku could ask his question, you fell into his chest and sobbed.

"Woah, woah! It's okay, Y/N!" Goku hugged you tightly.

"My son's father...he's probably dead. I can't imagine Frieza allowed him to stay alive." You cried.

"Hey, look. That's why I want your help!" Goku started. "I need to know what you know about Frieza and these Saiyans coming. You'll know their combat strategies and maybe even their techniques! You can help us fight them. And I can train you and Daio while Gohan goes to train with our friend Piccolo."

You softly smiled at the goofy man in front of you. "Yeah. I'll give you any info you need Goku. And I'm sure Daio will enjoy a change of pace while learning with you."

"Great!! So we'll start tomorrow!"

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Arranged (Vegeta X Reader)

Chapter Ten // Earth Meet Us!

It seemed that after the first six months of being dormant in the pod, you had lost all sense of time. Each time you had woken up from slumber, you would fall victim to awful panic attacks that caused you to thrash violently. You felt trapped, claustrophobic, exposed. 

It was clearly evident you were also pregnant. Lying naked in the pod, feeling hopeless, carrying the Prince's child. You clung onto any remaining hope that you would make it to your destination before going into labor. The thought itself terrified you and you were at least thankful you were safe from Frieza.

You didn't bother trying to communicate with anyone through your scouter. As Frieza promised, Planet Vegeta was more than likely destroyed. You couldn't run the risk of him locating you. It would just add to the long list of the troubles on your mind. It was hard not to just give up all at once knowing that Vegeta was probably dead. The pain in your chest was inconceivable. Nonetheless, you tried to keep yourself strong for your baby.

You had no idea how long it had really been. You had been estimating by the size of your stomach. You had figured seven months, in reality it was almost nine. With this kind of thing the two months really did make a difference. You checked the screen in the center of the console of the pod, noticing that you were headed straight for a planet. 

Planet Earth.

It was exhilarating and petrifying all at once. Only a few hours left before you would land and you decided that you'd want to sleep through it. So that's exactly what you did.

...

"Goku! Quick! Come here!"

"Blah, blah, blah! What do you want Bulma?" Goku waltzed over to Bulma who was gawking at your pod in front of them.

You stirred awake, noticing a sharp pain in your stomach. You immediately cried out, it feeling as though someone had just stabbed you in your sides. You curled yourself into a ball and held onto your stomach tightly.

Bulma pried open the door to the pod, noticing instantaneously you were in pain and clearly pregnant. Her eyes became enlarged once she put two and two together.

"She's in labor! Come on! We got to get her to a safe place! You have some senzus right?"

"Yeah."

"Well! What are you standing there for!? Come on!"

"EW! BULMA SHE'S NAKED!"

"JUST SHUT UP AND GRAB HER YOU BIG DUMMY!"

Goku plucked you out of the pod and Bulma grabbed onto him tightly as he started flying. You felt your eyes getting heavier and heavier as each second ticked by. Eventually you passed out entirely from pain, not giving a care in the world that they had just seen you naked.

When you had come to, you felt absolutely fantastic and were a bit perplexed as to why. You laid entirely still in the bed. Your brain started to flood with memory of you crashing into the dirt and being in an excruciating pain. You also remembered a boy around the age of 12 or 13. 

Your eyes shifted around the room, looking for any clues. You sprung up in the bed once you noticed the kid hovering over you with a grin on his face.

"Hey! Where are you from!?" He screeched, looking a little too enthusiastic.

"What?" You questioned him, feeling a bit overwhelmed by his creepy stare.

"Well, you have a tail, right? And your baby does too." He pointed over to a child in the arms of the girl and you immediately recalled her from earlier. 

She smiled, rushing over to you with your child. "It's a boy!" She giggled softly, handing him down to you.

You were immediately engulfed with emotion. You looked down at your son, his dark locks pointing upwards in all kinds of directions. His dark eyes looked up at you, examining your face. Well, it was clear he already had his father's thinking face. In fact, everything about the little boy in your arms was the spitting image of his father.

Vegeta.

Your mind flashed to your lover, images of him danced around your brain. His scent almost tickling the tip of your nose. His dark eyes always so observant. Lips threatening to throw insults at anyone who looked weird at you. That pretty frame of his, so thick and muscular. You'd kill to feel him against you once more. You began crying softly as you looked back down at your son, never really knowing if he'd ever meet his father.

"What's her problem?" Goku scratched his head in Bulma's direction.

She threw her hands on her hips, foot tapping as she glared at him.

"Goku, shut up! She just gave birth!" 

Their bickering reminded you; why didn't you remember any of it?

"Why do I feel fine!?" You questioned the two, more tears threatening to spill down your face. "What did you do to me?" You weren't sure if you should trust the two strangers, still a little shaken from the events that just took place. It was a lot on your mind.

"We gave you a senzu bean. It allows your energy and physical health to be restored." Bulma explained in a very matter-of-fact tone. "So what's his name?"

"Daio."

"Where are you from, lady?" He interrogated you again, appearing at your side once more.

"I'm from Planet Vegeta." You raised an eyebrow at him and looked at him angrily. "Why?"

The boy turned himself around and stuck his butt out in your direction. You watched his tail wave back and forth freely. You heart started beating rapidly in hopes he escaped the Planet before it was destroyed. Maybe he would know where Vegeta was.

"You're a Saiyan too!" 

"A what?"

"A Saiyan! We're a warrior race. Did you forget?"

Goku shook his head no and furrowed his brows. "No. I've only lived here on Earth."

"Oh..." You mumbled, the feeling of disappointment overcoming you.

"Well, I better be on my way." You stood up. "Thanks for your help. I appreciate it. See ya!"

You blasted the wall open and flew out with Daio in your arms.

[saiyanwhore]

Arranged (Vegeta X Reader)

Chapter Four // Birthday

Vegeta woke up, feeling the anticipation in his chest.

He was excited to spend his day with you.

And what better way to start off other than training?

Today was just the two of you, which already worked in his favor.

He stood up and yawned, making his way over to his wardrobe. He opened it and pulled out some training clothes.

He stripped down and put on his clean clothes, grabbing his boots while he was at it.

Vegeta heard three knocks on his door.

"Yes?"

You entered, some flowers in hand and a cart filled with Vegeta's favorite breakfast items.

Vegeta smirked, his arms crossing over his chest.

"Flowers? Hmph."

"Of course!" You laughed. "And how is my lovely Prince this morning?"

He sat down on his bed, closing his eyes, still a smirk on his face.

"Oh, just grand."

"I'm glad. Eat up! Training in 30 minutes!" You chuckled, the Prince already shoveling food into his mouth.

You walked over to him, placing a small kiss on his forehead. "I hope you have a good day today." You smiled at him.

"I'll meet you in the training room once you're done!" You walked out of the room and grinned to yourself.

You saw how pleased Vegeta was this morning and it made you beyond happy.

You knew this would be the last time you two would ever do anything like this.

This would be the last time you'd be able to visit him every morning, the last time you'd be able to give him little hugs and kisses.

The last time you'd be able to spoil him and take him out. The last time you would be Vegeta and Y/N, the inseparable duo.

Today was filled with nostalgia. With great memories. Before Vegeta committed his life to a wife and family.

You didn't know if Vegeta was aware of any of this, or if he was ignoring it.

You tried to shrug it off, but you knew all of these things in the back of your mind.

*Time Skip*

Vegeta was having a good day thus far.

After your guys' training session, you two had lunch together and it was very, very nice.

It was nearing dinner now, and you had everything planned for a picnic with the saiyan Prince.

You told him to be ready at 6 P.M. and to wear something nice. Whether or not he would actually wear something nice was in question.

You had put on something cute for him, thinking this was really your last shot at getting his attention before he was ripped away from you.

You walked down the hall, hands behind your back. You were excited.

When you reached Vegeta's door, you opened it and waltzed in, his eyes immediately darting to you.

He was actually dressed quite nicely. He wore a blue button-up and black pants. He looked cute.

"Well look at you, you handsome devil." You giggled at him, pulling him into a tight hug.

"Ugh! Woman!" He stood still as you embraced him.

You grabbed his hand. "You ready?"

He nodded and you dragged him along.

You both walked through the corridors together, him huffing and puffing like an impatient child.

When you reached the doors to outside, you looked up at Vegeta. "Ready?"

He again, nodded.

You walked him outside and led him over to a tree the two of you used to sit under as kids.

In front of you was a big blanket and all sorts of Vegeta's favorite foods. You even went as far as to get one of the maids to check in every so often to see if you needed anything.

You eagerly pulled Vegeta down to the blanket and you actually heard a chuckle escape his lips.

He immediately started stuffing his face with food, clearly enjoying himself as he ate.

You giggled as you also stuffed your face with food.

Vegeta finished before you, laying back on the blanket and looking up at the sky.

"You really do enjoy the simplest things, woman, don't you?" He softly asked, glancing up at you.

"Mmmmhhhmmm!" You hummed with a mouth full of food.

He smirked and continued to stare at the sky.

You finished eating and glanced over at Vegeta who now had his eyes shut.

"Vegeta, would you like to open your gift now?"

He opened one of his eyes and looked at you with a nod.

He sat up, waiting patiently and staring at you.

You reached into the basket and pulled out a small box with a tag that read his name. You handed it to him.

He examined the box with a curious look plastered on his face.

Vegeta pulled the ribbon off and gently opened the box.

He pulled out a necklace.

"I carved out your family crest and made you that necklace." You smiled at him.

He looked up at you gave you a look of appreciation.

"And uhm...that's not all. I know you can't wear that while training and stuff. I figured it could be more of something you wear to special events and such." You explained.

"So..." You pulled out two rings, one for you, one for Vegeta. "I got this for you."

His eyes went wide as he stared at you with bright red cheeks.

"Vegeta..." You started. "You're my best friend. We've been through so much together. Your father and mother...they mean so much to me. They take care of mom and I and...they continue to take care of us even though my dad isn't around anymore."

"Silly woman! Of course we take care of you! We love you. Even when my father and mother are gone, it will always be a priority of mine to make sure you're taken care of Y/N."

You started to blush hard and you stared down at the ground before speaking again.

"And Vegeta..." You sighed. "This is going to be the last real time we'll be together like this. You're going to be married soon."

Vegeta mockingly laughed. "Nonsense! I will not allow that."

Your face went as red as a tomato and you looked over at your friend.

Vegeta looked back over at the rings, inspecting them.

"I like it." He said in a not very convincing voice.

Your tummy started to bubble as you scratched the back of your neck.

"I thought it may be a little silly. Ya know. I'm not really apart of your family. And it's not like I'm marrying into your family. I just thought of these rings as my loyalty to you." You smiled softly at the ground.

Vegeta scooted closer to you.

The smell of his cologne made your heart flutter.

He took his muscular arm and wrapped it around you. You leaned into him, humming softly with content.

Vegeta softly pressed a kiss to your forehead.

This was very out of character for him, but he couldn't help himself when the opportunity presented itself.

"I wonder what she'll be like." You said aloud.

A grumbled erupted from Vegeta.

"I don't even care about that pathetic woman. I don't want to let the thought of her invade the time we have tonight."

"I guess you're right."

The night air was chilly and you jumped a little as it nipped at your skin.

"Let's go in." Vegeta suggested, picking you up bridal style and started toward the door.

[saiyanwhore]

Arranged (Vegeta X Reader)

Chapter Eight // Aftermath

"Please." Vegeta got down on his knees in front of his father. "One more week is all it will take, father."

"Very well. We will reschedule."

Vegeta nodded and stood, exiting the throne room and walking into the hall.

He had just got the King's blessing to postpone tonight. This was all messing with his head far too much.

As Vegeta walked back to his room, he fought with himself internally about you. About the events that took place not even a few hours ago.

The Prince let out a breath of relief as he entered his room.

His room was just a reminder of what had happened and a flush rose to his cheeks as he remembered the sounds that escaped your lips.

He quickly suppressed his feelings as he let his body fall onto his bed. He allowed himself to sleep.

•••

You made your way to the dining hall for dinner. You heard the news about the Prince not feeling well and calling off tonight.

You were surprised King Vegeta had allowed this to happen considering the date had been set for months now.

Speaking of Vegeta, you hadn't seen him since your encounter earlier and you were slightly worried about him.

You decided against trying to find him though. You wanted to give him some space and breathing room.

When Vegeta finally woke from his little nap, he stretched and looked at the time. He saw it was dinner time and stood up to make his way to the dining hall.

He made sure he looked presentable before leaving, assuming you would already be there.

His heart thumped at the thought of you. His brain was clouded with the way you smelled and the way your lips moved on his. He couldn't wait to see you, eat dinner with you, just to be with you would satisfy his craving.

He quickly cleared these thoughts.

"No, Vegeta. She's your friend. Nothing more. You just gave her a good fucking." He whispered, lying to himself.

The Prince was in denial about everything.

As Vegeta entered the dining hall, he spotted you in the corner.

Typically, he would eat with his family as would you. After everything was canceled though, it was clear that dinner would not be eaten together tonight. It was unsure if the King and Queen would even be dining together.

Vegeta walked his way over to you and took the seat across from you. Your lips tugged into a smirk as you spoke to the Prince.

"Cancelled? Hm?" You raised your eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

Vegeta grumbled and raised an eyebrow toward you. "And do you actually think that you had an impact on what my decision was?"

His words hit you like a ton of bricks before you fired back.

"No. Just was wondering why The Prince would back out of such an extravagant, joyous event. After all, you did let your kingdom down."

"Why you brat!" His voice grew low as his nostrils flared.

His teeth bared as you folded your hands in front of you and leaned forward.

"Maybe someone's just a little frustrated

Hm?" You giggled.

Vegeta's heart began to pump viciously in his chest as your face grew closer to his. You two were bonded now, meaning that there is no way that he can't be attracted to you.

Especially with you now, dressed in your elite armor. It made Vegeta's head spin. His eyes grew wide at your words and face completely red as he leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms with a "hmph."

Your eyes trailed his form before you stood up, waving a hand and screaming. "Can we get a maid, please? The Prince is waiting!"

Vegeta's eyes bounced around your features before landing on your mouth. His mouth salivated at the thought of how good you tasted. He let out a low growl before speaking up again.

"Finally the woman learns her place and takes care of her Prince." He smirked at his own statement as he felt a hand hit his cheek.

SMACK!

"Don't you dare talk to me that way. I won't put up with it, do you hear me Vegeta? You may have bonded with me but that doesn't mean I'm a toy."

The tension in the air was still thick. Vegeta was being a total asshole and he knew it too.

He was in denial.

He held his cheek and looked at you in complete shock. He was silent as a maid rushed to your guys' table carrying plates upon plates of food.

Dinner was silent.

[saiyanwhore]

Arranged (Vegeta X Reader)

Chapter Three // Overprotective

Vegeta awaited you in the training room. You had been slightly later than usual and he was beginning to worry.

He began pacing back and forth, mind wondering where you could be.

Well, until he heard the door swish open.

His eyes went wide once he saw you in your attire.

You had on shorts and a sports bra, ready to sweat and begin your day of group training.

Vegeta ran over to you, arms flailing.

"For heaven's sake, woman! What the hell do you think you're wearing!?"

He grabbed your wrist.

"These men have no self control and they'll be trying to grab you and touch you!"

Vegeta pulled you away from everyone and began to take off his own gray shirt.

He threw it at you.

"Please! Cover yourself!" He insisted, huddling over you to make sure no one saw you.

You put his shirt on and scowled at him.

"Vegeta, how am I ever supposed to settle down with anyone if you won't let me?" You spat at him.

His eyes went even wider and his eyebrows furrowed.

He crossed his arms and got in your face.

"None of these low level, pathetic pieces of trash deserve you. If they did, I would have allowed it by now."

"Who are you to say who I get to date Vegeta!? Please, enlighten me almighty Prince!" You screamed at him, now getting everyone else's attention.

"You don't own me, Vegeta! I'm not your fucking pet!"

You stormed out of the training room.

You hated him for doing this to you.

All your life you haven't even had a chance to get over him because of him being "protective". You could make your own decisions now. You weren't a child.

You went to your room where you laid on your bed and sobbed.

You were so tired of liking him. Sitting back and waiting for him to make a move, and it never happening.

Now, he will be in an arranged marriage, and he's still acting like he owns you and like he's your significant other.

Your attention was brought to reality when your door opened and in walked a shirtless Vegeta.

His head went down as soon as he saw you in the state you were in.

"Y/N..." He softly sighed your name.

His lips pressed together as he approached you, regret plastered on his face.

Everything he did always sent shivers down your spine.

"I am sorry." He placed his strong hands on your shoulders, gently rubbing as he continued to speak. "I have been so stressed as of late. I am..."

"Scared?"

A chuckle escaped his lips as he nodded.

You knew him all too well.

Vegeta could only admit something like this to you. And he could barely do that. He had apologized twice in the past two days, something completely out of character for him.

You hummed before turning to see his face directly in front of yours.

His eyes searched yours for answers. Answers to his problems.

You couldn't help but feel a little flustered as he stared intensely into your eyes.

Your eyes explored every feature of his face, taking in how truly handsome he was. Then they traveled down to his beautiful bare chest. Any girl on planet Vegeta would be more than happy to be with the Prince.

You wished you could be with him.

You looked down at the floor, face as red as a tomato.

That was until you felt his hand touch your chin and lift it up to look at him.

"Why has your face gone red, woman?" His bottom lip found its way into his mouth. His eyes scanned your face.

"Well- I- I-" You stuttered and took a deep breath before speaking once again. "You just caught me at a bad time."

He frowned a little before letting go of your chin and crossing his arms.

"We have a fitting tonight. Be there at 4:45. We wouldn't want the maids waiting on you now, would we?"

And just like that the old Vegeta was back. He turned around and started to walk to the door.

You almost called for him to stay, but decided against it.

He left.

You buried your face into his shirt that still clung to your body, breathing in his scent. It made you feel safe.

You decided it probably would be best to take a nap, so that is exactly what you did.

When you woke up, you decided to head to Vegeta's room a little earlier than you were supposed to.

You knocked and entered to again, find Vegeta no where.

You checked the shower, no sign of him.

You sat on Vegeta's bed and waited patiently for the Prince to arrive.

You heard the door knob turn and in walked a very distraught looking Vegeta.

He looked so upset and exhausted, his face completely red and he was extremely flustered.

"Those pathetic bastards!" He screamed as he walked towards you.

He kicked his bedside table over as he threw himself on to the bed.

His hands covered his face as he mumbled. "They found her."

Your heart sank. You didn't want to ask about it. This was already way too touchy of a subject for him.

"Next week I meet my..." He shuttered as he spoke. "...soon to be wife!" He spat, obviously disgusted.

You could tell this just tore him apart. You didn't know what to say to comfort him.

You just fell next to him and grabbed his hands and pulled them from his face. You held them in your own as you looked into his sad and angry eyes.

"Vegeta, it will be okay."

His eyes searched your face and finally, they landed on your lips. He couldn't help but want to feel them on his own.

His cheeks reddened at the thought of gently kissing you, feeling you succumb under him as he held you.

He felt so dizzy and dazed.

The way you made him feel was so addictive and he always wanted more.

He freed one of his hands and rested it on your hip, a chill making its way through you. Head to toe.

His eyes focused now on your own. He lifted an eyebrow, almost in a suggestive way.

You bit your lip as you felt his hand gently run up and down your curves. You couldn't help but whisper out his name.

"Vegeta I..."

The door opened.

"Hello my Prince! Are you ready for your fitting!?"

The maid had interrupted the moment you and Vegeta were sharing.

Vegeta huffed loudly.

"I suppose so." He replied in a snark manner. "Do tell me...have you forgotten how to knock!?"

You chuckled at the Prince's saltiness before standing up and stretching.

"I'm ready!" You giggled.

"Oh! I'm sorry, dear. We only had the Prince on the schedule for a fitting today..." The maid told you.

"You will find room for her! Understood?" Vegeta yelled and the maid jumped at the sound of his loud, booming voice.

"Uh-uh- yes my Prince!" The maid scurried around the room in a tizzy and told you both to strip to your undergarments.

Whilst undressing, you noticed Vegeta's eyes on you.

His face turned quite red and his palms began to sweat at the sight of you in just panties and an undershirt.

The maid called down the hall for assistance and quickly the measuring commenced.

You both were fitted in no time, Vegeta insisting that the two of you have coordinating training gear.

You laughed at your Prince as the maids left.

"Vegeta, I hate to say it...but, don't you think your wife will be a little jealous when you go to train with your female friend who has matching gear??"

Vegeta scoffed. "I don't care what she thinks. You'll mean more to me anyway."

He immediately grabbed his mouth, knowing he didn't mean for that to slip out.

"What does that mean?" You teased, poking Vegeta in his side.

"Stop that!" He scurried over to his bed and sat with his arms crossed.

"Someone is a little grumpy!" You giggled as you plopped next to him, grabbing his hand in the process. "I'm just teasing Vegeta."

He grumbled loudly before turning himself away from you and pulling his hand back.

"Don't forget..." You smiled at him. "tomorrow is your 18th birthday, my Prince." You poked at his cheek, a soft smile appearing across his face.

You couldn't help but to feel completely overwhelmed by Vegeta smiling genuinely.

He was usually so emotionless. Or at least he liked to act as if he was.

Vegeta knew you would have something special planned for tomorrow. You always went all out for his birthday.

He wouldn't admit it, but he was actually very excited to see what you had in store. Your presents were always his favorite.

Vegeta glanced at the clock in the corner of the room, realizing it was nearly time for dinner.

"Well...it is almost time for dinner. You better go get dressed, as will I."

You nodded as you stood up and stretched.

"I'll be back in a minute and we'll walk to the dining hall together." You mumbled, making your way towards his door.

He nodded as you exited.

After dinner, you went to your room to go to sleep.

Tomorrow was going to take a lot of energy.