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To Live Again Chapter 7 - Words of Endearment by Fair Drea The world seemed cold and dead that afternoon, gray bleary skies hanging over the damp earth that had been soaked from the previous nights rain. And there, in the cemetery surrounded by the dead, Aiden�s heart felt heavy as she stared upon her mother�s fresh grave. A simple inscription with only her name had been caved into the dark granite of Bernadette�s headstone. It was far simpler than Bernadette would have liked but in Aiden�s mind, riddled by bitter, hateful memories, it was exactly what she deserved. Standing only a foot from the mound of black dirt covering her mother�s casket, wearing a long gray coat over a simple black skirt and dark lavender shirt, Aiden heaved a bone weary sigh. She didn�t know what she was supposed to do or even why she had come to this place. Her mother had done nothing to deserve her compassion or her presence at her funeral�but there she stood. And the worst thing about being there was that it actually made her feel like she had to mourn her mothers passing. Part of her had already done that and as confusing as it was, Aiden had allowed it to happen. She had allowed the tears to come, had allowed the sting of loss to seep into her heart yet all the while had not known why. �You don�t deserve me,� she murmured cynically to the silent grave. �You�did nothing but hurt me. I don�t even know why I�m here.� Damn, the tears were coming again. She clenched her fists together and bit down hard on her lip, determined not to cry. �Aiden?� Thinking she was the only one in the cemetery, Aiden cried out softly when she heard the male voice speak up behind her. She turned and there was Gohan. He looked so handsome dressed in a plain navy suit and plain white dress shirt. A gust of chilly August wind swept through the cemetery, ruffling his black hair. It may have not been the time or the place for such thoughts, but Aiden couldn�t help picturing him lounging in an oversized chair, his legs spread, his tie loosened and the first few buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, his smoldering gaze staring straight at her. Shivering as the lustful thoughts passed, Aiden forced a smile to her stiff lips. �Hello Gohan.� He walked up to her, looking uncertain and stopped beside her, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket. Together, they stared at the fresh grave, listening to the wind howl through almost bare branches of trees, picking free several of the few remaining leaves that clung to them. �I never know what to say in situations like this,� Gohan finally muttered, lowering his gaze to his feet. Aiden smiled sadly. �You don�t have to know what to say.� He turned his head, looking at her and felt a lump rise in his throat. He couldn�t begin to imagine what Aiden was feeling right now. Judging from her outward appearance he could clearly see she was upset. Wet lines trailed down her cheeks where her tears had passed, her eyes were troubled and the grip she had on her hands which were clasped in front of her had turned her knuckles white. �Are you okay?� he asked. Even though he had heard everyone ask her that exact question and each time she had replied with a nod he knew in his heart that she would be straight with him and tell him what she was actually feeling. A shuddering sigh passed her pale lips as her eyelids drew closed over the bright lavender pools of her eyes When she opened them again they were glassy looking, showing only one emotion�confusion. �I don�t understand what I�m feeling. She treated me so badly�hurt me so many times that I can�t even count them anymore�and for that I hate her and-� She stopped, bringing a hand up and pressing her knuckles to her mouth as her chin trembled. Gohan pulled Aiden into his arms without a second�s hesitation. �It�s okay Aiden,� he whispered against her hair, holding her tight. Her body trembled violently. �No�it�s not okay. Daughters aren�t supposed to be happy when their mothers die. It�s not right. I�m not right,� she sobbed miserably. �Aiden�sweetie, look at me,� he bid, moving away enough so that she could raise her head. Deep ebony met startling lavender and Gohan�s lips tilted up in a tiny smile. �A small part of you may be happy that your mother is gone and that�s understandable if you think about it. She can�t hurt you anymore. You�re free. Maybe that�s the reason you�re happy.� She sniffed once and her body stilled. She had never thought about that. She had just figured that there was something very wrong with her. �Maybe it is,� she agreed softly, �this is really confusing.� �I can imagine.� Gohan lifted one arm and wrapped it around her shoulders. �You�re going to get through this though. Whether you believe it or not, you�re a very strong woman, Aiden.� Raising a hand to brush away the hot tears that streaked her face, Aiden released a deep sigh, her breath coming out unevenly. �You know, this week hasn�t exactly been great�but I�ve had worse,� she said with a watery laugh. Gohan chuckled and pulled her back to him. She rested her head on his chest, wrapping an arm around his waist and laying her hand over his heart. �I couldn�t have gotten through it without you. Thank you for being there Gohan.� �I�ll always be there for you, Aiden,� he murmured. The sound of someone clearing their throat shattered their peace and they turned, surprised to see Vegeta standing there, looking oddly fashionable in a simple black suit and light, navy blue dress shirt. �Would you mind if I had a moment with my daughter?� he asked. Gohan let his arms fall away from Aiden and nodded. �Sure Vegeta.� Dropping a quick kiss on Aiden�s forehead he whispered, �I�ll call you tonight,� and then walked off towards the line of cars that stretched down the street running past the cemetery. Vegeta waited until he saw the young Saiyan get in his car and walked over to his daughter. He stood beside her just as Gohan had, the only difference being that Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest instead of putting his hands in his pockets. Aiden glanced at him in askance and smiled. �Mom�s not going to like it if you put a bunch of creases in that nice shirt of yours,� she murmured. �I know,� Vegeta replied with a smirk. They fell into a comfortable silence, each staring at the fresh grave and contemplating their pasts, their futures and the passing of the woman who had brought them together. Finally Vegeta spoke, letting his protective boundaries drop, as he always seemed to be doing around his daughter. �I�ve learned many things since I came here to this planet but the one thing that stuck with me the most was the unfairness of life. When I was back on Vegeta-sei life was simple. We lived by orders and knew no emotions. We were trained killers and never once did it bother me until I came here and met Kakarott. It was only after meeting him and those close to him that I learned how to feel and began to see what humanity was really like. �The world we know is harsh and unforgiving and living in it takes not only courage but strength, both of which you posses my daughter. There are those who can take the hand life deals them without flinching�and there are those who cannot. Your mother was one of those people that couldn�t. Although I never cared for her, I still feel that there was something that made her the way she was. I am not forgiving her for what she did to you and I never will�but I will pray that she finds the peace in death that she never found in life.� Aiden stared at her father in wonder, touched to the very core of her being by the words he spoke with such emotion. �You know what I just realized?� she asked, looking back down at the headstone bearing Bernadette�s name. Vegeta turned his head to look at her. �What�s that, brat?� �My mother did do one good thing for me, one thing that I will forever be grateful for.� She looked up at him, meeting his ebony gaze and smiling. �She sent me to you,� she murmured affectionately. A very rare thing occurred then. The Saiyan Prince felt a lump of emotion rise in his throat. He reached over and wrapped an arm around Aiden�s slim shoulder, drawing her close to his side. �I guess we both have something to thank your mother for then.� And they did. Staring silently at the grave, they sent their thanks to Bernadette and did something neither of them had ever thought they would do. They prayed that she rest peacefully. �Come on,� Vegeta said a while later. �Lets go find that woman of mine and convince her to take us somewhere expensive for supper. I�m assuming you�re hungry?� Letting her father walk her down to where their car waited along with Bulma and Trunks, Aiden nodded. �Starving.� *~*~*~* �Gohan. Hey! Gohan!� Sighing patiently, Gohan closed his physics book and swiveled his chair around to face his bedroom door, waiting patiently for his brother to come bursting through. �Five�four�three�two�one,� His brother slammed the door open and jogged in, carrying two books in his right hand, a notebook under his left arm and a pencil in his mouth. �Hey,� he said, taking the pencil from his mouth and throwing his books on Gohan�s desk. �Help me with my geometry, would ya?� �You do mean help right? You�re not going to trick me into doing your homework for you?� Gohan asked sarcastically. Goten grinned and opened one of his books, flipping through the pages. �Nah, that stopped working years ago. I just need help with, like�two problems. Then I�m outta your hair. At least for a good 15 minutes.� �Alright. Show me what you need help with.� Running a finger down the page Goten stopped on a problem and leaned against the desk. �Just write it down and explain it to me. I don�t get it.� He watched as his older brother wrote down the letters and numbers in clean, neat handwriting. �So, ahh�when are you going to tell Videl about Aiden?� Gohan�s hand slowed to a stop. �I�shit,� he muttered, tossing the pencil aside with obvious agitation. He ran his hands over his face as he leaned back in his chair. �How did I get myself into this mess?� �Well that�s simple. See, Aiden came to school-� �It was a rhetorical question Goten. I know how I got myself into it.� Goten sat on the edge of the desk and looked at his brother. �You want to know what I think?� The hands fell away. Gohan looked up at his brother, then nodded slowly. �Sure, what could it hurt?� �I think you should be with Aiden.� Goten shifted on the desk, pulling one of his legs up and tucking it under his other one. �You�ve changed since she�s been around. With Videl you�re always on the edge, waiting for her to yell at you, waiting for her to command you to do something. With Aiden�you�re just you. You�re happier. And no offense towards mom intended but Videl is like�just like her.� Gohan�s lips curled up in a tired smile. �You noticed that too huh?� �Its downright freaky Gohan,� the younger Saiyan said, leaning back against the wall. �And besides�Aiden�s beautiful, man.� Can�t really argue with him on that one, Gohan thought. Aiden was beautiful, and kind�and everything Videl wasn�t. She made him feel like he was important and never once did she imply that he didn�t meet her expectations or make suggestions on how he should live his life. Aiden was�perfect. �I think you�re right Goten. I should be with Aiden,� he admitted, letting himself realize that it was what he had wanted all along. Goten put his hands behind his head in a relaxed pose, a habit he�d picked up from Trunks. �So what are we gonna do?� �We?� �Yeah�I�m gonna help you of course,� Goten said matter-of-factly. Gohan laughed and shook his head. �You actually think I need help.� �No.� the younger Saiyan sat up and smiled down at his brother. �I know you need help. So here�s what I was thinking. Picnic.� �Picnic?� Goten nodded the affirmative. �Picnic.� *~*~*~* Bulma moved about the kitchen trying to find something semi-decent for a light lunch. She�d just hung up the phone after a short talk with Chichi who had invited them over for a picnic later that day, saying that it would be a great way to introduce Aiden to the rest of their friends and Bulma couldn�t agree more. The girl needed to get out, to meet new people. She�d been keeping to herself ever since the day of her mother�s funeral, spending hours in her bedroom staring silently out the window. At first Bulma had just left Aiden alone, understanding the younger woman�s need to sort out her conflicting emotions. But after three days Bulma decided enough was enough. It was time to forcefully pull Aiden out of her funk. �Trunks, what do you want for lunch?� she asked her son who was sitting at the kitchen table, playing an old electric hand held game that she had modified. �Tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches,� he responded automatically as he pushed the button beneath his right thumb repeatedly. �And Aiden likes �em with the Colby Jack cheese.� �How do you know that?� Bulma asked, opening a cupboard and pulling out two family sized cans of tomato soup. �Gohan made it for her a while ago when he was here helping her study.� The blue haired woman smiled and shook her head. �That poor kid's getting in way over his head,� she murmured. Looking up at his mother, Trunks set his game aside. �He�ll be okay mom. Goten said he finally got Gohan to quit kidding himself so at least now he knows what he has to do.� �Well that�s good. I just hope�oh no.� Trunks sat up, alarmed. �What? What is it mom?� �Hercule,� she muttered, covering her face with her hands. �Chichi said he would be there.� �Doesn�t she get that none of us even like the guy?� �She doesn�t care. All she sees when she looks at that man is dollar signs. She actually thinks her son�s going to marry into that money. God Trunks�if he says anything about Gohan and Videl, Aiden will be crushed.� Trunks got up and crossed the floor to where his mother stood. He put his hands on her shoulders, staring down at her. �Don�t worry so much, mom. Goten and I will take care of him. Trust me.� Bulma laughed. �What are you going to do?� she asked, unable to hide her curiosity. Her son�s ability to pull pranks on people never failed to amaze her. �I dunno,� Trunks said with a shrug, �Maybe I�ll tell him a local TV station is scouting out talent for a new martial arts movie by hiding camera�s in the forest.� �The sad part about that is that it will probably work,� Bulma commented dryly. �I know. Point is�we�ll take care of him,� Trunks repeated. Bulma smiled at her son, so proud of the man he�d become and prouder still of the way he so fiercely protected those he cared for. �You�re a wonderful man Trunks,� she murmured, placing a hand on his cheek. �Go get your sister I�ll try and get your father out of that gravity room of his.� �Good luck with that!� Trunks called out as he left the kitchen, knowing he�d gotten the better end of that deal. After their light lunch, one Vegeta had only stuck around a few minutes for before retreating back into the gravity room, Aiden and Trunks sprawled out in the living room furniture to watch a movie while Bulma loaded the dishwasher and straightened up the kitchen. When she was finished, she went out to the living room and took the last chair open across from the one Aiden already occupied. �So did Trunks even bother telling you that we�re going to the Son�s tonight for a picnic?� she asked her. Aiden turned away from the TV, brows lowered over her startling blue eyes. �No, he didn�t say anything about that.� �Not surprising,� Bulma muttered, tossing a throw pillow at her errant son�s head. He easily caught it and made a face at her, tucking the pillow under his head. �It�s just a small get together with some of our friend you haven�t met yet,� she went on to explain, �Chichi thought it would be nice for you to meet them. But that�s only if you�re up for it hun. I know the last few days have been hard on you�so I think you could use a little fun. What do you say?� Aiden thought about it for a minute. Since starting up school again she�d gotten used to the big crowds so what could a small one hurt? Especially if they were friends of the family. �Alright, I�ll go,� she said, giving Bulma a small smile. �Great. We�ll go when you guys are finished with your movie. No big rush.� Nodding, Aiden turned back to the TV. She didn�t want to tell Bulma that she was wrong about it being no big rush. Her heart had leapt at the thought of seeing Gohan again. They had gotten very close since Halloween, their relationship blossoming slowly but surely. And as much as it frightened her it also excited her. She never knew she could find any appeal in the opposite sex after going through what she had�but Gohan was so different. He made her feel wanted and appreciated. When she talked he listened, hanging on her every word and she did the same for him, wanting to learn more about him and how he worked. He amazed her. Leaning back in her seat, a smile flitted across her face as she remembered the many kisses they had shared. She knew she could look forward to more tonight. Two hours later she wasn�t exactly sure she would be getting any of those kisses she had been hoping for. She sat at a long table surrounded by her family and their friends, most of which she had just met. There was Krillin, a very short man with a cheerful attitude and a mop black hair, his quiet but beautiful wife who was an android that went by the name of Eighteen, and their daughter, a small blond with her fathers face named Marron. They sat at the far end of the table. Next to them sat a formidable looking man with three eyes and no hair. He went by the name of Tien. And beside him was a handsome man with short black hair, tan skin and two scars; one over his eye and an ex shaped one on his chin. His name was Yamcha. Next was Gohan�s entire family, his mother and father, Chichi�s father the Ox King who was a monstrous man (Aiden could see no family resemblance) Goten and Gohan. Beside Gohan sat someone Aiden was still unsure of. They said he was a Namek by the name of Piccolo. He was tall with big ears, constantly narrowed eyes and green skin mostly covered by the gi he wore. The last person was definitely someone Aiden was not fond of, and never had been. Mr. Hercule Satan. Luck had put her between Trunks and the �great hero� himself. Well, more like bad luck really. The man would just not shut up. She had been the unwilling victim to his over sized mouth since the meal had started, being subjected to story upon story of his great deeds that had often saved the world. After the third one she wanted to strangle him. Beside her Trunks snickered, handing her a plate of corn on the cob. �Oh you think this is funny, do you?� she muttered under her breath, taking a cob and dropping it unceremoniously onto her plate. �Freakin� hilarious,� Trunks muttered back. This was quickly followed by a muffled grunt as Aiden kicked him under the table. �So Aiden�I bet you feel pretty special sitting next to the champ himself, huh? Must be a big thing for a girl like you,� Hercule boasted, his boisterous voice causing her ears to ring. She rolled her eyes and stuffed a forkful of green beans into her mouth. �Oh yes, very big,� she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She glanced up in time to Gohan looking at her. He winked, his lips twitching as he tried not to smile. Aiden stuck her tongue out at him but couldn�t help smiling and wishing it was him she was sitting next to instead of Mr. Obnoxious. Hercule went on, oblivious to her sarcasm. �Yeah, I thought so. You�re single, aren�t you? I am. Married once, didn�t see much of a point to it. Only thing good that came out of that marriage was my little girl, Videl.� Across the table Gohan went and choked on his hamburger. Shut the hell up you egotistical bastard, he thought, hoping he hadn�t attracted anyone�s attention. To his mortification he did shut up�about Videl at least. What he didn�t bother doing was shutting his mouth completely which resulted in him hitting on Aiden. Gohan watched, seething with rage as the �Champ� leaned closer to Aiden, telling her that it wasn�t an uncommon thing for a young woman to marry someone much older than herself. �Mr. Hercule, if you don�t mind I would like if it you kept your hands to yourself and away from my daughter. I�m sure Vegeta agrees with me,� Bulma spoke up, her hostile gaze focusing on Hercule. The balding man laughed. �Aw, come on Mrs. Briefs, she knows I was just kiddin�, don�t you Aiden.� He elbowed her a little rougher than needed and Aiden lifted a hand to rub at the spot his elbow had struck, lowering her gaze to her plate. This is so embarrassing, she thought, feeling her face grow hot. I need to get away from this guy. Untangling her legs, she stood and excused herself, asking Chichi where the bathroom in the house was. After getting directions she turned towards the house, but a hand on her wrist stopped her. Trunks. She turned and looked down at him, not surprised to see the barley-contained hostility in his eyes, mingling with deep concern. She nodded once, letting him know she was okay and he let her go. Walking into the house, Aiden released a deep sigh as she closed the door behind her and leaned against it. �The nerve of that man,� she whispered. What gave him the right to speak to her the way he had? If she was the same person she had been when she had come to this town, she would have sat there and taken anything he dished out, to afraid to say anything in her own defense. But after moving in with the Briefs and having several heart to heart talks with Bulma she knew she had every right to feel as angry as she did and if she wanted to, act upon it. She really should have. He did deserve it. He had just met her! If this was the way he picked up women it was no wonder the guy was single. She smiled at that, feeling satisfied with her private joke at Hercule�s expense. Pushing away from the door, she made her way down the hallway to the bathroom. On the walls hung pictures of a happy family and laughing children, Gohan at his high school graduation, Goten getting first place at a science fair. She smiled, running a finger tenderly over Gohan�s smiling face as she passed by his framed school picture. So handsome, she thought, going into the bathroom and closing the door. She splashed cold water on her face, letting it calm her frazzled nerves and after running her fingers through her hair she left, heading back down the hallway towards the front door. �Aiden,� a voice called out from the opposite direction in which she was heading. She turned around, smiling when she saw Gohan�s head peeking around a doorway. �Hi Gohan. What are you doing in here? Hercule too much for you?� she asked, walking to him. Gohan waited for her to reach him, then took her hands and pulled her into what was obviously his room, closed the door and locked it. Had it been anyone else, Aiden would have been seized by terror, but she trusted Gohan. �What�s wrong?� she asked, laying a hand on his arm and looking up into his tense face. �I could kill the guy. Really, I could,� he muttered, his fists clenching at his sides. �He�s such an idiot. I�m so sorry you had to put up with that Aiden.� Shrugging, Aiden leaned closer to him, needing to feel the warmth of his body, needing him to wash away the disgusting feeling sitting next to Hercule had left her with. �I�ve dealt with worse, Gohan.� He nodded. �If mom doesn�t end up sending him home soon I�m sure your dad will take care of him for us,� he muttered, releasing a small laugh. �I never cared for the man. He always seemed so fake. Sometimes, when my mother would leave for the night, I�d watch TV. I caught the end of the Cell games and I just couldn�t believe that Hercule had beaten someone so strong. There was this little boy though�blond with greenish blue eyes.� Her brows furrowed and a small frown pulled at the corners of her full lips. �He looked like he had taken quite a beating. I never actually shared my opinion with anyone�but I always thought it was that little boy that saved us that day.� Gohan stared at her in disbelief, unable to form words. His silence drew her attention and she looked up, her beautiful eyes narrowing as she studied him. The seconds drew out into minutes and suddenly her eyes went wide. �I�m right. It was the little boy wasn�t it? And that little boy was you! I thought those pictures in the hallway looked familiar.� A bright smile stole over her face. �So I�m staring at the man who saved our planet all those years ago,� she whispered. �Don�t ever let anyone tell you you�re not perceptive,� Gohan managed to say, smiling back at her and feeling a small but satisfying amount of validation. It was one thing when your family knew that you had saved the world, but when someone outside of their secretive loop found out the truth�it felt really damn good. �Why didn�t you tell anyone Gohan? Why did you let that jerk take credit for what you did?� He shrugged, not knowing how to answer. How many times had he asked himself that question and never come up with an answer? Too many to count. �I wish I knew,� he said, �it just kind of happened that way.� �Well,� Aiden took one of his big hands in hers, staring at it for a moment, running her fingers over the rough skin, �I think it was a very brave thing for someone so young to do,� she murmured, looking up at him. Staring down into the into the tender depths of Aiden�s eyes, Gohan felt a lump of emotion rise in his throat, making it hard for him to breathe. Or maybe it was just her. Maybe her beauty and kindness left him breathless. Lifting a hand, he placed it gently against her face, rubbing his thumb over the soft skin below her cheekbone. �Aiden,� he whispered, leaning down and resting his forehead against hers, �I love you.� Her eyes went wide; a tremulous smile curved her lips. �I love you too, Gohan,� she whispered back, knowing she meant every word of it. She wasn�t exactly sure of the true meaning of the word but she knew it was what she felt for him. He was all she thought about, his touch could make her feel better, his smile lit up her world. She loved him. Rising up on her tiptoes she pressed her lips to his, kissing him tentatively at first, then becoming bolder as his arms circled her waist, drawing her closer to him. His tongue touched her lips and she opened for him, moaning as his tongue intimately stroked hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, shamelessly pressing her body against his, feeling his arousal against her stomach. I�m scared, she thought suddenly, I�m scared�but I want this. She not only wanted it, she craved it. She craved the one thing that would erase all of the bad memories, the one thing that would show her that not all men were lust driven animals that didn�t understand the word �no.� The kiss became deeper, more intimate, the two clinging to one another as passion swept over them like a huge tidal wave. When they finally broke apart, their hearts hammering wildly as their breath came out in labored gasps, Gohan shook his head. �We�we don�t-,� he stammered, starting to pull away from her. Aiden stopped him by tightening her arms around his neck and holding him firmly in place. �But I want to,� she whispered. �I can sense your fear Aiden,� he protested weakly, knowing that if he didn�t stop now he would end up taking her. The temptation was too strong and although he may have been one of the strongest men in the world, he couldn�t win a battle with his own need when it came to her. She dropped one arm far enough so that she could easily hold his face still as she stared into his onyx eyes. �And you can make it stop,� she whispered, smiling up at him. �You�re the only one who can make it stop, sweetie.� Gohan couldn�t believe what he was hearing. Several times since Aiden had come into his life he had pictured this moment, but never had he imagined that it would be so emotional. She was giving herself to him willingly, even though she knew it might bring back horrible memories for her. She wanted him to be the one to make the nightmares stop. He drew a trembling breath, sliding a hand up and down her back, feeling the tension riding her spine. �If you get scared I want you to tell me. We�ll stop,� he said, not sure at all if he actually could once they got too far. She kissed him once, softly. �I won�t get scared. Not with you. I trust you Gohan.� Reaching behind him she switched off the light, casting the room into shadows. The late evening sun tried meekly to shine through the slots of the Venetian blinds Gohan had left down that morning, only succeeding in casting a thin beam of pale pink light over the hardwood floor. Having an idea, Gohan reached over onto his dresser that sat a couple of feet away from the door and turned on his stereo, pressing play. A CD he�d been listening to earlier, one he had found in the mall and bought after hearing it play over the speakers, started to play, the slow, sultry beat filling the room. Aiden arched a brow. �Planning for this?� she asked, leaning back in his embrace. He grinned and shrugged. �No, this is just something I heard and really liked. I can�t help it if it sets a mood.� �It�s pretty,� Aiden admitted, starting to feel nervous. She stared up at Gohan, watching the intense flames flicker in his dark eyes. When he leaned down to kiss her she let herself be swept away, loving the way his kiss made her feel overheated. Soon enough she forgot to be nervous and focused instead on pleasing him, nipping at his bottom lip, rubbing her tongue erotically against his. In-between kisses Gohan lifted his hands and slowly started to unbutton the pale dusty pink dress shirt she wore. Reaching the last button, he laid his hands flat against her abdomen; hunger clawing viciously at him when he felt her stomach muscles contract in response. He started to slide his hands up over her soft skin, slowly, letting her get used to the feel of his hands on her body. As they brushed over her breasts, skimming over the flimsy lace bra she wore, she gasped and arched her back, pressing them against his hands. He suppressed a groan, moving his hands up, sliding her shirt off her shoulders. The fabric whispered a tiny hiss as it slid down her arms and pooled to the floor at her feet. Taking his mouth from hers he pressed it to her neck, kissing his way down to the delicate line of her collarbone. She murmured something unintelligible and tangled her hands in his hair, dropping her head back to allow him access to the flesh he sought. As he kissed, his fingers worked deftly at the single button of her long jean skirt. That too joined her shirt and Aiden was left standing before him in her white bra and matching panties. He stopped kissing her, leaning back so that he could admire the woman standing before him. She was a goddess sent to earth, his goddess. �God you�re beautiful,� he said in a husky whisper, running his hands down her side and over her slim hips. Aiden smiled, but she couldn�t mask the tension that swirled in the depths of her eyes. �You�re not scared?� he asked, praying she would say no. �I�m not scared,� she said, her voice coming out thick, �I am nervous though.� �I won�t hurt you�not if I can help it.� She gave a brief nod of her head. �I know you won�t,� she murmured, and then moved back into his arms, already missing the feel of them around her. His strong arms lifted her and, and led by instinct alone, she wrapped her legs around his waist. His hands cupped her bottom, holding her up. The roughness of them against her skin caused heat to pool between her legs. She kissed him then, hungrily, letting the woman within her take what it craved. He groaned in response, only serving to heighten her rapidly increasing arousal. She didn�t know it could be like this between a man and a woman, so passionate, so erotic. It thrilled her to know that there was more coming and that was something she didn�t expect, to eagerly be awaiting the moment he would claim her body. Gohan, a complete slave to the need that drove him now, walked over to his bed against the wall, laying Aiden gently upon the covers. Outside he could hear voices, the voices of their friends still eating and talking, clueless as to what was going on inside. Resting one knee on the bed beside Aiden he pulled his shirt off, tossing it aside as he stared down at her. She looked vulnerable lying there, lavender hair fanned around her, one hand resting on the pillow beside her head while the older lay immobile at her side. Very slowly, he lay down on the bed next to her. After reminding himself several times that he had to be careful with her, he reached out a hand and brushed the tips of his fingers from her temple to her chin, watching her eyelids flutter down as a shuddering sigh swept past her lips. He moved the hand further down, passing his fingertips over her neck, feeling the erratic beating of the pulse beneath her flawless skin. Lowers till he went, down the valley between her breasts, over her tiny stomach and then he let it lay just above the apex of her thighs, watching her avidly. Her breathing was unsteady and he could feel her body tremble under his hand. Her eyes remained closed. Smiling, he kissed her temple and brought his lips down the same path his fingers had just traced. His found the tiny front clasp of her bra and unsnapped it, pushing aside the fabric. Aiden gasped as his mouth closed around one of her nipples, his tongue circling the taut peak. Oh, I�m going to die, she thought, yet at the same time she held his head where it was, praying the sweet torture would never stop. When it did it was only for a brief moment as he turned his attention to the other breast, replacing the one he�d abandoned with his hand. While his tongue teased one, his finger and thumb rolled the other, sending a tingling sensation through her body. She was moaning his name but her voice sounded far off, lost somewhere in the humid air. Satisfied with what he had done, he kissed lower, his hands following the motion down her sides, gripping the tiny elastic bands of her underwear and pulling them down her long legs. He returned to her side then, watching the emotions playing across her face. �You okay?� he whispered softly. Her lids slowly lifted to reveal two pools of lavender liquid passion. She couldn�t manage a reply so she nodded, licking her lips. He smiled down at her. �Let me know if I should stop.� He placed a hand on her stomach and then very slowly slid it downward. His fingers stopped on the mound of curls, waiting patiently for her to allow him to continue. Shyly, Aiden parted her legs and his hand went lower, fingers parting the soft flesh and delving into the one place no man had ever touched before. She couldn�t stop from crying out as he stroked her, his fingers moving ever so gently in and out of her, alternately rubbing the sensitive bud and bringing on a whole new wave of sensation. She arched her hips against his hand, not even knowing what she wanted anymore, moving her head mindlessly from side to side as something coiled deep within her, bringing with it a sweet pressure. He moved his fingers faster and her breathing became hitched, her cries louder. Finally the thing coiling within her sprang free and she came, moaning as her body shuddered around his questing fingers. Immense satisfaction filled Gohan as he watched Aiden succumb to her pleasure. �How was that?� he asked, once her breathing had returned to normal. She shook her head, smiling. �I�ve never felt anything like that before,� she murmured, her voice filled with awe. �Can I do that to you?� Before he could answer, her fingers were already undoing the button of his jeans and pushing them down far enough so that she could reach down and grasp his rigid manhood. It amazed him how curious she had become. He was sure she would be terrified of the act but instead she had surprised him. When her fingers closed around him his head dropped back on the pillows and a strangled sound left his mouth. She was agonizingly careful, increasing pressure by slight increments and driving him closer to the edge. Never before had he felt such exquisite pain. Knowing he couldn�t take much more he pulled her hand free and pushed his jeans and boxers off. It was only when he lay on the bed beside her, as naked as she was that he saw the fear flash in her eyes. He leaned over her, brushing strands of lavender hair away from her damp forehead. �I know I said I wouldn�t hurt you�not if I could help it,� he murmured, trying to soothe her. She nodded, swallowing hard. �I know what happens Gohan. I know it will hurt but its only going to last a second. After that I know it will be wonderful.� His heart filled with joy at her words. �God I love you,� he whispered harshly, kissing her swollen lips. �I love you back,� she murmured. Positioning himself between her thighs he stared down at her face, holding her gaze. �Just keep looking into my eyes, okay?� he said, not sure why he requested such a thing. She nodded and he slowly entered her, his body reacting immediately to her wet tightness. It screamed at him to take her, but he resisted, biding his time. He wanted to make this special for her. All the while her gaze never left his, her arms remained around his neck. And then he met resistance. �Stay with me sweetie,� he said, reaching up and taking one of her hands. He held it on the bed beside her and with one swift thrust, broke past her barrier. She cried out, but God bless her, she never stopped watching him. He waited, letting her adjust to him and when she emitted a tiny sigh he started to move, slowly at first, watching in wonder, as her eyes grew dark with passion and her lips parted. When he started moving faster she threw her head back, her eyes closing and he buried his face in her neck. They moved as one, taking and giving what they could, finding out what making love truly meant. And together they reached the point they were searching for, crying out each other�s names as their bodies shook from the force of their release. Gohan collapsed on top Aiden, breathing hard and sweating. She held his head where it lay on her chest, running her hands through his damp hair as she waited for her heart beat to return to normal. Long moments later, Gohan languidly pulled himself up and laid down beside Aiden, pulling her body close to his. She wrapped an arm around his waist, resting her head against his shoulder and smiling as his fingers moved up and down her arm in a calming caress. �I didn�t know it could be so wonderful,� she said softly. Gohan chuckled, feeling truly satisfied. �I didn�t either.� The two dozed off after a while, knowing they wouldn�t be caught. Goten and Trunks were watching out for them. They probably knew exactly what had happened behind Gohan�s closed bedroom door. Outside the group of friends finished eating and started talking about going down to the beach for a late night swim. Hercule left much to everyone�s relief and it was then that Bulma noticed her daughter was missing. �Hey Trunks. Have you seen Aiden? I bet she�d like to go swimming,� she said to her son. Trunks, still working on clearing his plate of food cast a glance across the table to Goten and the two smirked. �Yeah, saw her in the house mom. She said she wanted to rest for a while so I told her to lay down in Gohan�s room.� �Well where�s Gohan then?� The young lavender-haired Saiyan shrugged, knowing full well where the eldest Son was. �Dunno mom. Probably doing Saiyaman stuff. You know Gohan.� [ Previous | |