Authoress' Note: Once again, it is time to delve into another one of these insane little sniplet challenges.

As you know, I just wrote from Bulma's perspective the last time when I decided to post a new chapter. While I wrote this, I was toying with the idea of how far I was going to let this second reunion go between them. I ended up surprising even myself for the way I wrote this sniplet since it has a little bit of everything.

Going into this challenge, one of the other requests was to show a 'ship I would let sail', and you all should know where this is going. Let's just say that there's gonna be a hint of that somewhere in this sniplet.

Anyway, here we go!

~Chibi Mirai Gogeta

A Man's Dark Desire
One-Shot

It was still early in the morning as the predawn hours seemed to drag on for what seemed to be like forever. The darkness, though comforting, was also an annoyance, and for Raditz, he could not sleep as easily as he would have liked.

He sighed in annoyance as he rolled over in his bunk. It had been a few days since he last encountered her, and yet, the attraction and desire was still burning through him. Why did he quickly dismiss her when he could have kept their brief encounter a secret, and continued to see her without anyone being the wiser?

Unable to fall back to sleep, the long-haired warrior rose from bed, a deep-seated need to find her apparent. Where could she had gone in such a short amount of time? It was not likely she was modified like the other androids since she foolishly tried to shoot him with one of those primitive weapons when he found her cowering in a dimly lit lab room.

Ha! As if a mere gun could harm him! It would leave his skin stinging for a brief amount of time, but it would not mar his flesh and leave him whimpering in pain, bleeding out in front of her.

The moment Raditz had Bulma pinned against the wall, it had taken all of his restraint not to ravage her then and there. A Saiyan cannot go long without food, though the same can be true if they are denied their baser and instinctive needs to mate. He would have given in had it not been for Turles' demand that they find Cell as soon as possible.

Raditz knew that his younger brother hated the bio-android and wanted to ensure that the creature within the lab would end up coming to full maturity some odd number of years later. It was destroyed after they ensured that not one iota of it was still alive anywhere within the lab that it had been growing. He was pleased that the mutant was killed, but prior to that, he had Bulma run out of the lab, and it took every ounce of restraint to not chase after her fleeing form.

Everyone else slumbered as Raditz exited the compound that they considered their home. It was subpar compared to the home he had long left behind back on their home world. At least there was a sense of familiarity and warmth within the walls of the first home he knew. Back when his mother and father were still alive, he enjoyed the times he walked through the small dome-shaped home. It was more welcome, more inviting than the cold spacecraft flying through the void of space for months at a time.

Shaking his head at such at the reverie of distant memories of a time long gone, he took to the sky, wondering if he would be able to locate his missing mate.

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The sun was rising as the sound of the waves crashing the shore. Bulma was standing at the water's edge, her lab coat slung over her shoulders as she watched the reddish sun slowly emerge from the horizon. How long had it been since she had left the lab? Why did she leave?

Even now, the human turned android stood there taking in the beauty of the world, almost emotionally distant. A part of her shut down after she left Raditz back there. She left him behind after he told her to run. How long would it take for them to be once more reunited?

'I shouldn't stay too long,' Bulma thought as she turned, but it was at that moment that she saw Raditz land on the beach several meters away.

For a time, both were looking at one another as man and woman should, her lab coat fluttering in the breeze behind her. It was not certain who made the first move, but before Bulma knew it, she felt Raditz holding her once more as she buried her face in his chest. Tears of happiness, relief, and joy were streaming down and wetting the warrior's chest plate.

"I told you that I would find, you," Raditz chuckled as Bulma looked up happily.

"I missed you," Bulma playfully teased as she gently stroked his face. He felt a bit uneasy as he made this gesture. She felt his arms pull away as he backed up slightly.

"Woman, we really shouldn't..." Raditz frowned. How can she still have this effect on him even now? He was questioning her motives. Usually, she made more sense as a human, but after becoming an android, it became harder to understand what she wanted from him. Her eyes did not have the same openness they did when she was flesh and blood.

"Why?" Bulma put her hands on her hips as she looked disappointedly at him. She had already ran away from him once, and she would be damned if she had to leave him behind again without spending time with him. A part of her wanted to continue where they were interrupted back in the lab.

"The others... they will find out that I let you go back there at the lab and order me to kill you," Raditz admitted, his eyes filled with regret. He knew that Kakarot, his youngest brother, had already done so, and he would be damned if he would permit him to do it again without his approval.

"I don't even remember how I died," Bulma frowned as she approached him again. He took a step back to keep his distance from her. The lab coat that had been perched on her shoulders like a shawl fell as she outstretched his arms towards him, falling without a care on the sandy beach. "Why won't you let me touch you?"

"Woman, if I let you touch me again, I might not be able to stop this time," Raditz warned as she advanced.

In his efforts to get away from her, he tripped on something and fell onto the sand. Bulma quickly closed the gap and laid down on top of him. He could have easily pushed her off, but he allowed her to pin him to the ground as she straddled the warrior's hips. She looked down at him like a queen that wanted to conquer everything, including the man that laid beneath her on his back in almost total submission.

"What if I don't want you to stop?" Bulma touched his nose with her index finger in a playful manner. "My body remembers your touch... my heart flutters whenever you're around... and I want to feel all of you once more..."

The way she said it made every part of him ache in anticipation. He wanted her. Every single inch. He felt his resolve falter as he stared up at this beautiful weak creature that held him captive by his hidden desires. The same desires that only she was privy to knowing could destroy him.

"You should walk away..." Raditz warned again with a hiss. He was afraid of caving to this creature's advanced seduction. He was known for his 'lust' since it was the greatest sin that he was attracted to utilizing to his whims. It had been too long, and the thought of surrendering to that pleasure was growing more and more as he stared at her.

Prior to meeting Bulma, he had used lust in other ways, mainly for the thrill of battle and conquest. After their first coupling, he found such a word did not measure up to the same lust he felt sexually to the creature who seemed to dominate him without a long fought battle. Even now, the pleasure of battle was pale in comparison to the pleasure of joining bodies with this woman.

His restraint by this point was nearing its limit as she nipped at his lips. A shudder ran through his body, though it was not a bad thing. The way she nipped only made it harder to fight his urges. By this point, his instincts were screaming at the Saiyan to stop fighting against it and to take her.

Completely and wholeheartedly.

"Last chance... take it or leave it..." he hissed through his teeth. His hands resting on both of her hips as he held her gently despite the immense power of his race flowing through his veins. He was giving her a chance to leave, to walk away, but it seemed she was not going to take no for an answer.

"Raditz, please..." Bulma pleaded as her arms wrapped around his neck, one of her hands gently massaging at his scalp as she pressed her lips against his.

Her scent in a closer proximity was driving him insane and before he knew it, Raditz had rolled Bulma underneath his form as he surrendered to his carnal instincts to take this beautiful woman once more. He no longer cared what happened to him or the consequences of this coupling as he felt himself completely undone by this woman's touch.

What Raditz did not realize though was that he was being watched by someone who seemed disgusted at the idea of lowering themselves to a human's desires. He quietly snuck away as the mated pair began to make out on the sandy dunes.

Apparently, whoever followed Raditz was going to let him know how they felt about this, one way or another.

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Hours later, the long-haired Saiyan returned to their base. Upon entering his quarters, Raditz saw Turles standing in his room. The younger man's eyes filled with anger and disappointment for some reason. The way Turles' arms were crossed made Raditz almost believe that their father Bardock had returned from the grave. He had a hardened glare in his eyes, the exact same stance he would take if the long-haired man would disappoint him in any way, shape, or form.

"What?" Raditz questioned when he was not given an answer right away. He had no idea why Turles would give him such a look.

"I know you were with that woman that Kakarot killed," Turles growled. The eldest brother's eyes widened in shock. Did he follow him to where he found his mate? If so, no wonder he was in such a bad mood.

"You wouldn't understand!" Raditz argued angrily.

Hell, his younger brother thought he was pathetic for caving into a human just like Kakarot was with ChiChi. There was something about the Bulma that attracted him. Her headstrong personality, the shimmering blue eyes that seemed to draw him in. Why could he not resist her unique charms that made him want her?  Everyone else was screaming how wrong it was to be with a human, and yet, he did not seem to give a damn.

"Then tell me why I shouldn't tell Prince Vegeta of your disloyalty," Turles demanded.

Raditz huffed, feeling he did not need to tell his brother anything. "I love her damn it. I can't really explain why I fell for her so hard! It's just... whenever she flirts or teases me, I feel a strong, undeniable urge to surrender to her every whim..."

"So distasteful," Turles was disgusted. How could his brother mate with a human? It made no sense whatsoever. "You lowered yourself to mating with someone weaker than you..."

"And?" Raditz looked at his brother almost though it was a bad thing.

"It's not right! You shouldn't have mated with her! She's the enemy!" Turles growled.

Raditz laughed. "Oh really? Then why is it that you were worried about Kauli back when Cell had her in his clutches? You were like, 'don't you dare absorb her,' and flipped out when he was going to do it."

Turles had a dusty rose blush on his face. "I didn't save her because I like her! I was more concerned about her safety since she's a weak as hell Saiyan! It would be a disgrace if she was absorbed by that freak of nature!"

"Right..." Raditz smirked at his younger brother's denial of the female Saiyan. She was weaker than Tarble and yet, she fought with a ferocity with both her body language and the way she spoke that it was hard to deny that she was living up to her heritage. "You judge Kakarot and I for choosing human mates, and yet, you don't take advantage of the only female Saiyan of our kind..."

"I said that I don't like her!" Turles countered, the expression on his face both of shock and horror as the long-haired man ran off. "Hey! Don't you dare tell her anything that's not true!"

Turles chased after Raditz as the man seemed to poke fun at his younger brother. As they ran around the cabin, Tarble stormed out of his room.

"What the hell are you two doing now?!" the younger prince yelled. Apparently, he was in a very foul mood and did not like that his reading was interrupted.

"Nothing!" both denied at the same time.

"Take your horse play outside this instant! I have no time for your antics!" Tarble huffed before walking back into his room.

"You know what? I almost forgot that we should stick together. Truce?" Raditz looked at Turles with a smirk as he offered his hand.

"You're right... truce..." Turles takes it.

Blood is thicker than water. For these two brothers, it meant a lot that they got along.

As they shook hands, they both seemed to have the same thought for their youngest sibling whose mental condition was worsening.

"We should focus on helping Kakarot before things get worse," Turles frowned. Raditz had to agree.

They had to help save Kakarot from himself if they want to ensure that they all survived.

Fin

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The ending of this little sniplet ended kind of different than the last one. I do like having to throw in some bickering between Turles and Raditz. In a way, it reminds me of my own brothers throwing in playful banter whenever they're around one another. They are both relatively close to one another. Perhaps I should explore this avenue further since there is potential to write a story of them during Kakarot's absence/exile during those three years.

I had my fun writing this second challenge, and if you have any suggestions of what I should try my hand at next, let me know. I do like writing these little challenges even though they're not cannon in any way, shape, or form.

Who knows? Maybe I might expand on the abrupt ending of this story or go a completely different direction.

Anyway, thanks for reading!