~*****~

May Seventeenth came quickly. I gazed up at Vegeta as he dressed in the combat armor I'd made for him. "Hey," I hum softly as I grasp onto his hand. He gazes at me with a confused expression. "P-Promise you'll come back alive..." I murmur gingerly.

Vegeta snorts and cups my chin, his lips ghosting over my own for just a brief second. "Are you doubting my power?" He asks smugly after pulling me flush against his bare chest.

I frown. "No..." I murmur. "But... I do worry about you..." I glance up at him and curl my arms around his neck. "I don't think I'd recover if something happened to you..."

Vegeta snorted again and lifted me up, looping my legs around his waist before setting me on top of my dresser. "I can't guarantee nothing will happen during the fight." Vegeta mentions. "But I'll come back to you."

My heart pounds aggressively and I nod swiftly. "Okay... You should probably go. Mars and I will be waiting here for you."

Vegeta smirked and kissed me again, his palms trailing up my thighs affectionately. After giving me a subtle squeeze, Vegeta goes back to dressing and leaves shortly after.

Once Mars and I get settled onto the couch, I turn on the TV and gaze intently at it for the tournament to begin. When the screen finally lit up with the arena, I gave an irritated grumble at who I saw. "Seriously..." I whine. Mars coos curiously before glancing up at me. "Oh, look, it's daddy~" I coo to him as Vegeta appears at the stage. Mars glances at the screen. His eyes widen a fraction and he glances up at me excitedly, his hands waving excitedly. "Yes, it's daddy!" I coo again.

"So, who are you and what are you doing here?" The reporter asked Vegeta loudly. "And if you've just come to watch, back away from the ring before you get hurt!"

"Quiet!" Vegeta snaps loudly. "I've had enough of your insolence! Get out of my face!" I began chuckling in response. "If you ask me, that guy's totally nuts!" The reporter exclaimed. "Have any thoughts, champ?"

Mr. Satan hummed in thought. "He's probably just one of my fanatical fans!" He exclaimed.

"As if..." I hum irritably.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, according to my watch, we're just five minutes away from the start of the Cell Games that will decide the fate of the Earth! As I predicted, Mr. Satan is the only challenger to step forward to take on Cell! But then again, what more do we really need when we have the World Champion of Martial Arts on our side! Coming up, it's the fight of the century!"

A prideful grin spread over my lips as Android Sixteen arrived at the scene, the Lush Capsule Logo plastered to his chest.

"Wh-Where are they all coming from?" The reporter gasped.

"Ah, it's another one of those tricks." Mr. Satan stated.

"Well, what a surprise... Android Sixteen." Cell hummed. "You're still alive and kicking, and with beautiful repairs, no less!"

Mars and I threw our arms up in excited cheers. "Keep... It... Rolling..." The reporter breathed out as the other fighters began showing up.

I began wringing my hands together nervously. "Be careful, guys..." I murmur delicately.

~*****~

Mars was enjoying the first fighters. Although, I absolutely loathed Mr. Satan's entourage, it provided good entertainment for my infant. The tournament had my full attention when Goku stepped onto the ring after Mr. Satan attempted to fight Cell. Throughout the match between Goku and Cell, it would've seemed that they were evenly matched. Goku's speed had increased dramatically since I last saw him fight. He and Cell disappeared and reappeared in the TV multiple times. There was no way I'd be able to follow them with my eyes.

I gave out a sharp yelp as Cell destroys the ring. Android Sixteen's face appeared in the camera. "It is time for all of you to evacuate. Right now." Sixteen stated firmly.

"I don't think so, pal, the show must go on!" The reporter shot back. "Besides, we still have to let our champion have his shot at Cell! What do ya say, Champ? Ready for action?"

Mr. Satan began boasting again. Goku and Cell resumed their fight. Dirt and debris would constantly pelt the camera, causing a shift in the visibility. Mars just sat in my lap with his freshly chilled rag in his mouth, chewing happily. I gave a shout of surprise when I see Goku about to fire a large Kamehameha wave. "He'll destroy the planet if he uses that!" I exclaim loudly. Mars gazes up at me curiously as I start chewing on my nails. Just when he's ready to release it, he disappears and reappears underneath Cell. The screen goes white.

The dust settles after what felt like an eternity, and only Goku remained on the battlefield. "He... He did it..." I murmur softly.

The reporter appeared back on the screen. "There you have it, ladies and gentlemen! To our great regret, Mr. Satan won't be able to demonstrate his bone crushing moves in the Cell Games, because this unknown contestant has somehow turned Cell into a pile of cinders!" The reporter explained. "Who is this insanely-hair-styled hero and how did he do, well, whatever he di? Stay tuned, I'll try for an exclusive interview!"

I gave a disgusted squeal as Cell regenerates himself. "God, that's so disgusting!" I exclaim loudly. I get up and set Mars in his playpen before shuffling through my dresser. "No more of that, young man. This TV special is way too disgusting." I explain irritably as Mars begins to whine loudly.

~*****~

Mars snoozed in his crib, clutching tightly on his dried up rag as if his life depended on it. The TV went out after Cell sprouted out little blue clones to attack each and every fighter. I sat on the couch, gripping my legs to my chest with soft sniffles. Future Mars' life energy had been fading slowly, and I feared the worst for him. But when I felt Cell's energy disappear completely, I knew that my boy would be fine. They'd take him to Dende and get him all better.

Vegeta and Mars came home late into the night, both looking exhausted and in pain. I curled my arms around my son from the future and sobbed into his chest, threading my fingers through his hair as if I was afraid he'd disappear again. "I'm okay, mother... I promise." Future Mars hummed as he remained in my embrace. "All I need is a good nights rest, and I'll be back to normal."

I sniffle into his chest and start sobbing again. "Mara, let the boy go. You need your rest, too." Vegeta snapped and pulled me away from Future Mars. He turns to his son and snorts. "Go on. I'll take your mother to bed."

Future Mars gave his father a relieved smile and nodded before slumping forward and dragging his feet down the hallway. "Are you okay?" I murmur softly as I gaze up at Vegeta. He was filthy, covered in dirt and blood. His clothes were in tatters, but he was alive at least.

Vegeta grunted and led me towards the loft. "I'm fine. You, on the other hand, look like you're the one who got beaten within an inch of your life." Tears begin burning in my eyes again. "Don't you start the crying, again!"

"B-But you and Mars-- I couldn't feel your-- your energy signal for a while--" I sobbed violently.

Vegeta growled irritably and lifted me upwards, cradling me in his arms as he lays me down on our bed. "Get to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." Vegeta mentions gruffly before shedding his clothes and attempts to get into the bed.

"No, wait--" I snap at him, my tears seemingly halted. "You smell like dirty sweat-- why don't you go shower before you get into this bed!"

Vegeta's throat locked up as I scolded him. He closed his eyes and began growling under his breath. "You're always so bossy..." He growled. "FINE!" He grasped at my waist and lifted me over his shoulder, and kicked the door to the bathroom open. "Then I'm going to fuck you in the shower until you've stopped being worried, understand?!"

Cold water pelted my body as Vegeta pushed us into the small shower and cornered me. "I-I'm still in my clothes, you know!" I exclaim angrily, my arms wrapping around my torso. Goosebumps are covering my skin from the cold water.

"It doesn't matter, I'll be tearing them off of you in just a second," Vegeta retorted irritably before kissing me desperately. There's an audible ripping noise as my shirt is torn from my body. I would've gotten mad had it not been so incredibly attractive in that moment. With his hair hanging low on his head, his dark eyes swirling with lust as he gazed down at me, his chest lined with vicious scars-- Vegeta really was a work of art. "Don't just stare at me, woman, touch me like you missed me." He snapped at me with a smug smirk on his face. I spread my palms over his chest and hum in appreciation. Another loud rip echoes through the bathroom as my pants are tossed into the sodden pile at the bottom of the shower.

"D-Don't just tear all my clothes, Vegeta," I stammer as his fingers begin tugging at the waist band of my panties.

"You're the one who insists on wearing this flimsy garment." Vegeta retorts irritably as he pulls the waistband and lets it pop back onto my skin. "You should wear something stronger if you don't want them to tear so easily." Vegeta smirks.

I hum irritably and press my bare chest against his. "But they look so cute..." I mention.

Vegeta runs his fingers through my hair before angling my head backwards and litters soft kisses over my exposed throat. "Of course they do, but I like you wearing absolutely nothing when you're wet for me."

"I wasn't-- when we got into the shower," I mention irritably.

Vegeta lets out an amused chuckle before spearing his fingers into my aching core. My nails dig into his shoulders as he pounds his thick fingers against the soft spongy spot inside. I begin swearing softly, tilting upwards on my tippy toes to try and stave off the desperate orgasm hurtling towards me.

"W-Wait, I'm gonna-- gonna cum--" I whimper desperately.

Vegeta hums in response, his fingers continuing their assault. I cry out in release as his teeth scrape against my nipples, his lips suctioning around them immediately as I start grinding my hips downwards, riding on his fingers as I chase that pleasurable feeling. I begin to whine as another familiar sensation starts building up. I gush around his fingers, my legs shaking violently from the intense orgasm. "No more--" I stammer, tears burning in my eyes as my orgasm overwhelms me.

"Don't be selfish, Mara," Vegeta coos as he lifts my leg upwards and presses it into the cold tile before slowly sinking his cock into my heat. His head tilts backwards, giving me a full view of his neck. My nails dragged up his chest, and trailed around his neck, latching onto his broad body. "I'll let you rest after I've satisfied myself, got it pretty girl?"

I hum in appreciation before nodding. My breath is knocked from me as he drags his hips back and snaps forward, reburying himself to the hilt. I could feel every rigid vein, every subtle twitch, every slight movement. "I can-- I can feel you inside me--" I stammer, leaning back and pressing my hand against my lower stomach, shuddering as I feel the subtle movement of his cock against my palm. "You're so deep, it feels so good--"

Vegeta growls loudly and grasps at my thigh a little tighter before pounding into me with rough, hard strokes. "Stop riling me up," He snaps with a slight huff in his tone. "Fuck-- Stop tightening around me like that!"

"I can't help it--" I whine, my claws resuming their position in his shoulder blades. "You feel too good, oh, my god--" I stammer and cum again. "Harder--" I plead desperately.

Vegeta growls out his repetitive curses and shudders before cumming hard, his teeth latching over my shoulder to stop the cry of victory rumbling through his chest. The water is scalding hot now, but it only amplifies the comforting feel of curling myself into Vegeta's chest. His heart is beating wildly against my ear, and I hear him murmur something that makes my hips start rocking against his. "Shit--" Vegeta curses and grips at my hips as I roll my hips desperately. I couldn't stop. He'd told me what I'd been wanting to hear for years. And even if he could've been saying it in the moment, I couldn't stop the utter happiness brimming within me.

"I love you, too," I exclaim desperately, my core fluttering violently as I ride his cock. "I love you so much!"

Vegeta curses, his face flushed darkly as he stares down at me. Vegeta smashes his mouth against mine as we ride out our release, shuddering softly and murmuring softly to one another. I cut off the shower with a shaky hand before resuming its position to run through Vegeta's hair.

We just stand there for a few moments, regaining our breath and just appreciating each other's presence.