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Strange Happenings At Midnight Carnage Chapter 3 by Fair Drea *~*~ Ages*~* Jen and Drea: 23 and 24 Goku and Vegeta: 29 and 30 (both these guys had their kids when they were very young?? Sorry! I didn't want to make them too old!) Gohan and Videl: 18 and 17 (they moved in together) Trunks and Goten: 11 and 13 Scouts: 21-24 Earth Special Forces: Have fun and make them however old you want!! Disclaimer!! I own nothing except my wifey and myself! I wish I could own more.but alas.we don't always get what we want, right? She moved in her sleep, muttering something unintelligible and lashing out at invisible demons. With every minute that passed her pained whimpers grew more and more frantic until they finally drew someone's attention. The door to her room slowly opened, casting weak light over the floor and onto the woman thrashing in the mess of dark, tangled sheets. "No! NO!! Please let her go.." The muffled voice rose from the bed, then more demanding with panic lacing through it. "Get your fucking hands off my SISTER!!!" Vegeta quickly crossed the floor and sat down next to Jen, grabbing her wrists and holding them above her head to keep from flailing. His face was an inch away from hers and her warm breath came out in raged pants, caressing his skin. Sweat had broken out across her brow and the glorious black strands of her hair clung to the dampness. She whimpered again and struggled against his hold. "Jen, stop it!" he demanded harshly. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Her brows lowered in confusion and her eyes remained closed. "Vegeta?" she called softly, her body stilling. Vegeta started to relax, loosening his tight grip on her wrists when suddenly she yanked free and her terror filled eyes flew open. "NOOO!!!" she screamed. The pain and anguish in her voice tore at his soul. She pushed herself up and grabbed his shirt, clinging to him. "Please Vegeta-." She cried desperately. "They're going to kill her! Don't let them hurt my sister! Save her.oh god..Drea." She collapsed against him sobbing. Vegeta looked around, afraid to touch her, yet wanting to more then he had ever wanted to touch a woman in his life. He raised an arm and tentatively wrapped it around her small body. What had she been dreaming about? Obviously her sister Drea and something terrible happening to her, but what? Curiosity ate at him. He could find out if he really wanted to, and lord did he want to. He stared at her neck, his acute vision finding the spot where the blood flowed. Her almond skin pulsed softly, calling to him and he clenched his teeth together as a wave of passionate lust slammed into him. 'All it would take is one bite.' He thought, his tongue sliding out to lick his lips as he stared at the graceful curve of her neck. After that instinct would surly lead her to do the same. She would smell her blood mixed with his scent and would be unable to resist. No. He wanted her to be willing, not to mention awake. Taking her like that would be a heartless act and selfish. When he took her, she would want it, she would beg for it. Vegeta pulled his gaze away from her neck and let his arm drop. She refused to release him, making small sounds of protest when he tried to move away. With a sigh, Vegeta pushed the blankets aside and lay down, settling Jen beside him. He tried to ignore her scent and her lithe body stretched against his but he failed miserably. Cursing softly he closed his eyes and steeled himself for a long, uncomfortable night. But as the minutes passed and the moon made its slow climb across the clear night sky, his breathing became deeper and for the first time in years, lying in the arms of a woman he hardly knew, Vegeta slept peacefully. *~*~* Drea's Dream*~*~* "You'll come back..won't you Goku?" "As fast as I can, I promise." "Alright then. If you take too long I'm coming after you." "I know." "I..I love you Goku." "And I love you Drea." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Sunlight poured through the glass panes of the French doors, filling the large bedroom with it's welcoming light. Drea smiled, feeling the gentle warmth on her face and the strong arms that held her close to a very muscular male body. Her eyelids fluttered open and her smile broadened. Goku laid next to her, his eyes closed in peaceful slumber and his lips slightly parted. He was so handsome. Lifting her arm from where it lay draped over his waist, she brushed her fingers over his jaw, tracing his strong profile. Her eyes drifted over his wild hair, chiseled features and landed on his neck where his pulse beat steadily under the skin. A sudden urge to bit the skin and taste his life's blood hit her. What would she want to do that?! Had she turned into a vampire over night? She shook off the feeling and looked back up to his angelically boyish face. "I've only known you a day." She whispered. "Feels like a lifetime to me." He whispered back, pulling a startled gasp from Drea. He slowly opened his eyes and smiled at the blushing female in his arms. "Morning." He murmured, starting to feel slightly shy. Drea's lips curved. "Good morning." She replied softly, feeling heat rush to her cheeks. This shyness thing was really starting to get to her. They had both known they were in the same bed when they went to sleep last night so why the uncomfortable silence? She would have to fix that. Not giving herself time to think, she closed the small gap between them and brushed her lips against his. Goku stiffened in surprise at first, not expecting her to kiss him but soon warm pleasure filled him and he tightened his hold around her, pulling her supple body close and returning her kiss. He had never kissed a woman like this before. With Chi Chi she never wanted to kiss. She had treated their sex life as if it was the military and she was the drill sergeant, telling him what to do and how to do it. But this..this was different. He'd never known kissing could be so enjoyable. Feeling curious, he experimentally caught her full bottom lip between his teeth and nibbled lightly. She amazed him by uttering a sweet sigh of surrender and parting her lips to allow a deeper kiss. 'Whoa!' he thought. 'What now??' As if sensing his uncertainty, Drea brushed her tongue lightly against his, causing his blood to heat and something primitive that had been lying dormant within him to awaken. He started kissing her back like he had known how to his entire life. He devoured her moan of pleasure and rubbed his tongue erotically against hers. Drea's hands buried themselves in his hair and he moved from her mouth to her throat, tasting the silken flesh. He opened his mouth, ready to sink his teeth into the soft skin when something in his head screamed for him to stop. He pulled back and stared wide-eyed down at Drea. Her chest rose and fell with each uneven breath she took. Chuckling softly, Goku dropped his head to the pillow. "Wow." Drea smiled and cuddled against him. "You make it sound like you've never been kissed before." "I haven't." he said, running his fingers through her pale blond hair. "Not like that. My wife didn't really like kissing." Drea jerked up and gaped down at him, mortified that she had been kissing someone else's husband. "You..you're married??" Immediately realizing his mistake, Goku sat up and took both of her hands in his. "No! No..I'm not married anymore. She died three years ago." "I'm so sorry." Goku smiled at Drea, rubbing his thumb over her knuckles. "Don't be. We were never really that close. Not as close as a married couple should be at least. She kind of yelled too much." Drea regarded him with a curious frown. "At you? Why?" Goku shrugged. "Probably because I encouraged the boys to fight instead of study like she wanted them to do." "You have sons." She sated dully, feeling her heart sinking. How could a man with a family to raise find time for her? Seeing her heartbroken expression, Goku reached over and tilted her chin up. He brushed his lips softly against hers and pulled back. "Drea, I really like you. I've never felt like this about anyone before. Whatever is happening between us, I want it to happen. Just because I have two sons doesn't mean that I don't have..room left in my heart for you." Drea smiled, her eyes welling with tears. Someone must have been looking out for her to throw this man in her path. She could care less if things were going too fast. When something seamed too good to be true, she was all about grabbing onto the opportunity, come hell or high water. She rested her forehead against Goku's. "How did I manage to find you?" she asked softly, lifting a finger to his lips. He kissed it and smiled. "You tripped and fell on me." Drea laughed and threw her arms around Goku's neck. "Best klutz out ever!" She pulled back and kissed him lightly, savoring the feel of his lips upon hers. "Okay, I'm going to go take a shower and cook us some breakfast." Goku's stomach rumbled slightly and he smiled sheepishly up at Drea. "That sounds like a damn good idea." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* He was dreaming about her. Her body brushed against his and she whispered his name. It sounded like a prayer. God, he wanted her. "Jen.." He muttered, pushing aside the fabric of her flimsy robe. "You're mine." Her skin was cool to the touch yet his hands burned with fire, itching to touch more of her, all of her. She whimpered and her tongue brushed shyly against his throat. Christ, he was going to die. Damn good way to go though! Jen frowned in her sleep, wondering why she felt someone holding her. She slowly opened her eyes and gasped when she saw Vegeta next to her. His teeth grazed her neck and forbidden pleasure filled her mind and body. This was insane! Who did he think he was and what the hell was he doing in her bed?! "Vegeta, get your damn hands off me!" she yelped pushing him away and moving to the edge of the massive bed. He woke slowly and she swore she could hear him curse under his breath. "What are you doing in here?" She demanded, fury sweeping through her, more with her reaction to his questing mouth then his actual presence. He rolled onto his back and glared at her. "You were having a nightmare. I was just trying to help you and I did try to leave, by the way, but you wouldn't let me." Jen blushed and turned her head to the side, her raven tresses falling to cover her heated face. "I don't remember that." She murmured. But it was a lie. She did remember, every sickening, horrifying detail. She had watched two people torturing her friend. They had her tied to a table and were cutting deep wounds across her bare stomach. Drea had cried for Jen, screaming for help and she hadn't been able to do anything but watch. She could even remember the details of each person. A man and a woman. The woman was tall with mahogany hair pooling around her feet. Her eyes were so dark they were almost black and she wore a shimmering green blue dress with dangerous slits up each side of the floor length skirt. The man was also tall but not as tall as the woman. His eyes were like ruthless ice, cutting into her and laughing at her sorrow. He wore his long black hair pulled back from his face and dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt covered by a long sued jacket. "That's hard to believe. You were half awake through part of it. You begged me to help Drea." Vegeta stated in a monotone voice. Jen turned on him, her eyes narrowing. "I told you, I don't remember." "Bullshit." Vegeta reached over and grabbed her arm, pulling her over until her body laid over his. She tried to pull away from him but his arm came around her waist, holding her firmly against him. Her head whipped up and she stared at him with anger flashing in her deep green eyes. "Let me go Vegeta. I'm warning you." He shook his head and his grip tightened on her wrist. "Why are you fighting me Jen? I know you don't want to." He said softly. His husky voice sent electricity shooting through her being. She shook her head fiercely trying to deny him, trying to deny herself. She would never tell him he was right. "You lie." Vegeta lowered his head, pausing briefly to see the war she was raging with her own emotions reflected in the depths of her gorgeous jade eyes. She could not win this one. In one swift motion, he claimed her lips. He caressed the seam of her stubborn mouth with his tongue until she finally gave in and opened for him. It was like heaven. Her scent surrounded him; driving whatever moral thoughts he had from his mind. Jen moaned as his tongue explored her mouth. God he tasted so good! Her body felt as if it were on fire. She kissed him back, deepening the kiss and digging her fingers into his thick hair. He lifted the leg that rest between her own and it brushed intimately against her femininity. She gasped, the sound lost as their tongues dueled together. His hands were roaming restlessly over her body, possession in his every touch. He suddenly broke the kiss and gave her a smug smile. "Now tell me you didn't like that." Passion was quickly replaced by a roaring anger that swept over her with his arrogant stare. Now he was going to find out why no man ever messed with her! "You asshole!" she screamed, yanking free of his hold and sitting up. She pulled her fist back and slammed it into his face. Vegeta recovered quickly and pushed Jen off of him, rubbing his jaw. "What the hell is your problem woman? Did no one ever teach you how to enjoy intimacy?!" He jumped off the bed. "You took advantage of me!" She screamed, her hair falling over her face. Her anger made him want her all the more. Every breath she took her breast rose and fell, their fullness drawing his attention. He wanted to throw her back on the bed and claim her as his own, watch her face as he pleasured her, watch her midnight hair fan out around her beautiful face, but her defiance made his own anger rise to match hers. "Took advantage you? Are you crazy? You wanted that Jen..just as much as I did." Jen released a humorless laugh, her gorgeous eyes flashing. "That's where you're wrong Vegeta." She pushed herself from the bed and stormed out into the hallway, colliding with Drea. Her friend's gray-blue eyes widened upon seeing her friends furious features. "Jen! What happened?" Jen gave a frustrated cry and fell against Drea, feeling exhausted from the emotions rushing through her. "Men!" she muttered. "He's such a jerk! Thinking I want him.HA!" Drea smiled, knowing full well that Jen was incredibly interested in Vegeta, but too proud to admit it. "I'm sorry hun. We'll kick his ass together okay? Why don't you come to the kitchen and help me cook. That will take your mind off of what's-his-name." Jen glanced in askance at her friend. "What are you so happy about?" she asked, leaning away from her friend to watch her carefully when she replied. If there was one thing about Drea, she was an open book when it came to showing emotions. "Nothing." Drea replied in an almost whisper. Her cheeks brightened under Jen's critical stare. She raised her eyes to Jen's expectant ones. "What? Can't I be happy?" she asked, laughing. Jen shook her head. "Tell me something Drea. Where did Goku spend the night last night?" "Oh hush." Drea muttered, ducking her head to hide her pleased smile. Jen laughed and put an arm around Drea's shoulders, pushing thoughts of the arrogant Sayian from her mind. "You're so cute when you're flustered Drea." She said, hugging her. Drea smirked, looking up at Jen. "Thanks. I can't believe this is happening. One minute everything is just hell and the next.." Her sentence died off and a dreamy look came into her eyes. Jen sighed and shook her head. "About the hell, I think we need to get together with the Scouts today and figure out a few things." She said thoughtfully. It bothered her, not knowing where they were or how they had come to be there. Pluto said someone had summoned them. Who though? And if they were so strong, how come it didn't feel like it. Jen admitted that she felt slightly stronger, but Pluto was saying they were the strongest fighters of the Moon Kingdome. She defiantly did not feel like that right now. Drea shook her head in agreement. "That would be a great idea. I would really like some answers. I feel so confused." She smiled again. "But after breakfast. I'm starving. I don't think I've ever felt this hungry before." "No kidding." Jen agreed, turning with her into the kitchen. Vegeta walked out into the hallway and watched the two women disappear, growling low in his throat. Getting Jen was not going to be as easy as he thought it would be, but he would have her. "Damn females." He muttered, glancing up to see Goku walking out of Drea's bedroom. "Hey Vegeta." Goku called cheerfully. His smile faded when he saw the blood staining Vegeta's chin. "Jeez, what happened to you?" "That." He snarled, jerking his head in the direction of Jen's disappearing back, "happened." Goku's jaw dropped. "She hit you??" "No, I did this to myself. Of course she hit me, idiot!" the Sayian Prince snapped. He wiped hastily at the blood, the metallic taste lingering in his mouth. The woman had actually drawn blood this time! He couldn't believe it. She was going to pay for that one. With a wicked smirk curving his lips, he followed Goku down the hallway. Goku watched his friend warily. He had that "I'm going to get even with you" face that he used to wear when they would spar. "Vegeta." he warned. "This is none of your business Kakarott and you would do best to remember that. Besides, don't you have your own woman to worry about?" Goku's smile returned but instead of dropping the subject, as Vegeta wanted him to, he continued to push it. "Why did she hit you? What did you do to her?" Vegeta glared at Goku. "I didn't do anything she didn't want me to do." Goku opened his moth to speak but Vegeta raised his hand, effectively cutting the taller man off. "Just drop it Kakarott." He muttered, walking into the kitchen and sitting down at the glass-topped kitchen table against the wall. Goku sat opposite him and they waited patiently, listening to the girls laugh as they cooked breakfast. Jen was still wearing her pajamas, a pair of black crushed velvet drawstring pants and a snug purple t-shirt. Drea had changed after her shower and was wearing a simple white tank top and a blue, violet and pink tie-dyed sarong wrapped around her waist. Vegeta kept his icy glare on Jen's back, wishing the woman could hear his thoughts. Then maybe she would know just how much trouble she had gotten herself into. Suddenly she turned. Her cool green eyes immediately went to him, reading him, seeing deep into his soul. Maybe she did know. Something flashed in the emerald depths. Something mysterious and not completely uninviting. A challenge? His lips quirked up into his trademark smirk and Jen turned away, her cheeks brightening. He would win this little battle between them. The look in her eyes, showing despite the efforts she made to mask it, assured him that victory would be his. On the other side of the table Goku watched his friend warily. The exchange between him and Jen had been very strange.almost frightening. He actually started to worry for Jen. But wait. Hadn't it been Jen that had drawn blood first when she and Vegeta fought? Maybe Jen wasn't the one he would be worrying about. Or maybe he would just think about his "own women" as Vegeta had put it. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea. He shyly brought his gaze to the willowy blonde at the counter. As if sensing his eyes on her, she turned, the fabric of her skirt flaring around her bare feet. 'Busted' he thought, grinning sheepishly. She returned his smile with a shy one of her own as she set four empty plates on the table. "Jen and I were thinking about going to see the Scouts today. We would like to know exactly what happened in our pasts and why we were brought here." She looked back and forth between the two men. "I don't suppose you two would want to come with us, would you?" "Sure. I'll go." Goku said without hesitation. "What about your son's?" Goku leaned back in his chair. "They'll be fine. Goten's staying with Gohan for the weekend." Vegeta's eyes darted to where Jen stood at the counter. "My brat's with Kakarott's so I guess I'll go as well." He said, watching Jen carefully for a reaction. Outwardly his words had little to no effect on the raven-haired beauty. On the inside though it was a whole different story. Her heart lurched painfully beneath her breastbone and a feeling of disappointment filled her, creating a void that left her feeling empty. He had a son. Having a son usually meant having a wife or a girlfriend. Jen quickly shook the thought aside. What did she care if he had a wife? The man meant nothing to her. "Then why are you jealous?" a nasty little voice whispered in her mind. "I'm not jealous! I don't even believe in that petty emotion." "Suuuure you don't." "Oh shut up." Jen muttered out loud. Luckily no one but Drea had heard her. "Jen?" her friend questioned softly, her wide eyes full of concern. Plastering a fake smile firmly in place, Jen picked up a plate of steaming French toast. "Breakfast is ready." She choked out in an overly cheerful voice. Drea frowned, but picked up two more plates, one with eggs and the other with sausage, and followed Jen to the table. Breakfast was eaten in tense silence, Jen and Vegeta completely ignoring one another while Drea and Goku cast worried glances at each other. Jen was the first to finish. She rose hastily from and placed her dishes in the sink. "I'll go get ready and we can leave." She stated dully as she left the kitchen. Not knowing exactly why, Vegeta got up to follow her. He'd only made it a few steps when a hand wrapped firmly around his wrist and yanked him back. The next thing he knew he was pinned against the wall staring down at a very angry blonde. "What the hell?" "Why did you have to do that Vegeta?! Do you get off on hurting people or something?" Drea snapped. "I-" "That happens to be my best friend AND sister who's emotions you're toying with!" Vegeta glared at the blonde. Unfortunately she was taller then Jen, even slightly taller then himself so there was no way he could look down on her, as he wanted to. "And how, pray tell, am I doing that?" Drea's eyes narrowed dangerously. "I saw the way you were looking at her. Waiting to see if you had hurt her with the fact that you had a kid. Well, I've got news for you buddy." She grabbed a fistful of his shirt and yanked hard, bringing their faces within an inch of each other. "If you want to win Jen that sure as hell is not the way to go about doing it. You can beat the crap out of her all you want.IF you can. But if you hurt her feelings one more time Vegeta, just once more, there will be hell to pay. Got that?" Furious, Vegeta grabbed Drea's throat. Her eyes went wide in surprise and the grip on his shirt loosened. He whirled, slamming her against the wall. "Now let me tell you something woman." He snarled. " I will do whatever I goddamn please. I am royalty! And the way I choose to go about making your sister my mate is none of your damn business!! So stay the hell out of it...unless you really want to get hurt." His voice dropped to a menacing growl and he released Drea, dropping her unceremoniously to the hard tile floor. He stared down at her, then, with a small sound of disgust, turned and left the room. Goku leapt from his chair and hurried over to where the stunned female sat. "Christ Drea, are you okay?" he asked, looping one strong arm around her shoulders and helping her up. He carefully brushed a hand over the back of her scalp checking from bumps. None. His heart slowed its frantic beating that had begun the moment Drea had confronted Vegeta. She was defiantly gutsy; he'd give her that. He placed an affectionate kiss on the crown of her head and tightened his arms around her. "I'm fine Goku." She said, a slight waver in her voice. "I just wish I could say the same for Jen." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Jen pulled a wine colored peasant top over her head then regarded herself in the full-length mirror, trying with every ounce of will power to ignore the sinking feeling in her heart. She forced herself to smile. Her chin quivered slightly and her bright green eyes glassed over with tears. "God damn it." She whispered hoarsely. "Why the hell should I care if he has a wife? The man is nothing to me..nothing." Why couldn't she believe herself? She wanted to. She should! Who knew her emotions better then her? "Nobody." She muttered. A tear snaked over her creamy skin and she brushed hastily at it, angry with herself. "Let him have his damn wife." "She's dead." Jen's head shot up and she stared at the arrogant Sayian standing mere feet away from her. She took a deep, calming breath." Excuse me?" Vegeta took a step closer, his coal eyes as fathomless as the ocean. "My wife. She's dead. We had a son together but there was no love between us. I'm.." He stopped and ground his teeth together irritably. "I'm..sorry that I allowed you to think otherwise." Jen forced herself to remain passive. She could be happy on the inside. She would allow herself that so long as no one else found out about it. Tilting her nose slightly in a show of arrogance she spoke, her voice steady. "Good for you. Now..if you don't mind." She moved to the side and started to walk past him. She should have known she wouldn't get far. Vegeta's hand came out and caught her, dragging her back to his side. She slowly turned her face to his, ignoring the pleasurable sensation that spiraled through her as their arms brushed. "We need to get going Vegeta. Let go of my arm please." She said through her teeth. Vegeta's ebony gaze held hers, hardening as the seconds ticked by. "You woman," he started, breaking the silence. "Are going to be the death of me." Jen jerked her arm out of his grasp and gave him a vicious smile. "That's what I'm hoping for." [ Previous | Next Chapter ] |
