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“The Point of No Return”

See the rest of Point of No Return part 2 under the fold

****NSFW WARNING****

"You're going to get us both in trouble if you keep flirting with me."

A Saiyan should never have ended up here.

Not on this weak planet. Not in the warm, chaotic clutter of her room. Not sitting in comfort while hands too gentle tended wounds that were nowhere near fatal. All instincts cried against it. Failure must be hidden, pain endured. And yet he remained.

The enormous mattress dipped beneath Vegeta's weight. The blankets smelled of detergent, machine oil, and an overwhelming layer of artificial strawberries. Clothes spilled across most surfaces, and where they didn't, blueprints claimed the space instead.

A childish pout tugged at his mouth while his arms folded. A strip of bloodstained bandaging was peeled from his skin. The sting of disinfectant barely registered. He could endure far more than a little alcohol on torn flesh.

But this room, this human…

His fingers flexed on his knee as she moved to another cut. He tracked her movements without meaning. Until blue met black. The room fell silent. A feeling he had no name or use for stirred in his chest.

Tch, annoying.

Then Vegeta dared to react before pride intervened. His hand shot forward and caught her wrist with just enough pressure to keep her still. His eyes searched hers with the same scrutiny he reserved for opponents. Looking for intent, weakness, or the perfect window to strike. Only this time there would be no ki blast or punch, just a simple question that refused to leave his thoughts.

After training kisses **lots of them

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