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Strange Happenings At Midnight Carnage Chapter 6 by Fair Drea It was well past ten by the time the story telling was complete. The storm had diminished to nothing more then rain pattering calmly on the rooftop of the cozy home. Inside a tiny fire blazed in the hearth, warming the room and its occupants. Drea and Jen sat on the couch, the tiny bundles of energy better known as Trunks and Goten, fast asleep in their laps. "Good story telling, dad." Drea murmured, running her fingers gently through Goten's unruly hair. "Yeah." Jen agreed, also doing the same to Trunks, loving the feel of his soft hair sifting through her fingers. "I especially like how you jumped in on all the important parts, Vegeta." Goku, Gohan and Drea chuckled at her witty comment. The arrogant Prince, had in fact, not spoken a word since their arrival at the house. Between Goku, Drea and Jen, they had managed to tell the entire story, including the fact that the four full-blooded Sayians had been engaged to one another. Gohan and the boys actually took the news much easier then Goku and Vegeta had expected. They must have really missed their mothers to warm up to Jen and Drea that easily. Goku smiled at his son sleeping peacefully in the blondes lap. "Looks like it's bed time for these two." Drea nodded with a smile. "Yeah, it is getting late. Jen and I could put these little guys to bed for you if you'd like." She offered. She didn't want to admit it because she had only known the boy for a short while, but she felt fiercely protective of him and wanted to be the one to place him safely in his bed. "Yeah." Jen quickly agreed. "You guys can clear the dishes from supper out of here and we'll put the boys to bed." Although slightly shocked that they had been stuck unwillingly with dishes, the three men made now arguments as they got up and cleared the dishes from the coffee table. Jen smiled as Vegeta leaned down by her to grab her plate, mumbling things under his breath and giving her a teasing glare. After indulging in a thorough inspection of his backside, she shook her head at her creative imagination and gently picked Trunks up, cradling his small form in her arms. "These boys are just precious, aren't they?" She asked Drea as they walked down the hallway. "Oh, beyond precious." Drea said, gazing down at Goten. "He looks so much like his father." Jen smiled wickedly and lightly elbowed Drea's arm. "Speaking of his father. How are things going?" she asked, keeping her voice low so that she wouldn't wake either boy. Drea blushed and tried unsuccessfully to hide her smile. "It's a little strange. I mean things are going wonderfully. I couldn't be happier. But it's like those years when we were in the other dimension never happened. It's like we're picking up where we left off. And for all those years I never loved and now..I love him so much that it almost hurts." Drea paused and glanced at her sister. "What about you? I sensed a change between you and Vegeta." This time it was Jen's turn to blush. "There was..somehow. I feel like one of the barriers between is broken." "Surprised you two didn't break the wall with the way he had you pushed up against it." Drea muttered with a teasing glint in her eye. Jen laughed softly. "Oh hush." She glanced down at Trunks to make sure the child was still fast asleep and her laughing hadn't awakened him. "Like you and Goku never do anything like that. I think this is where we split up hun." She said, nodding her head towards a door with Goten's name on it. On the opposite side was a door with Trunk's name. "I think you're right. See you in a bit." Drea balanced Goten's body in one arm, using the other to open the door to a cozy room decorated in blues and greens. She carried Goten over to the twin bed and pulled back the thick comforter. Placing the boy gently on the bed, she pulled the covers up around him and brushed his hair back from his face. He looked so peaceful that it almost brought tears to Drea's eyes. "Poor little Goten. You've been through so much for someone so young." She murmured, leaning over to press a light kiss to the child's forehead. Reluctantly, she rose to her feet and slowly left the room, casting one last look at the slumbering child and closing the door behind her. Jen was just coming out of Trunks' room when Drea stepped into the hallway. "Is it possible to form an attachment to someone you met only hours ago?" Drea asked, pushing her long bangs back with a tired sigh. "I know what you mean. I still feel like I should go back in there and make sure he's okay." Jen said. She loved the father and now she couldn't manage to tear herself away from his son. What the hell was she going to do now? *~*~*~* Downstairs Goku, and Gohan washed the small amount of dishes from supper while Vegeta sat at the kitchen table with his arms folded behind his head. "So is Drea.well, are you going to marry her since you were engaged before?" Gohan asked. Goku glanced up at his oldest son with a passive expression. "Would you be okay with it if I did?" "Oh..yeah, I'd be fine with it. As far as I can tell she's really nice. Goten seams to like her a lot." Goku smiled, thinking about how quickly both boys had taken to Drea and Jen. He knew it was hard fro them, not having a mother figure around. "What about you Vegeta?" Gohan asked, putting away the last of the dishes and leaning back against the counter, facing the silent man at the table. "What are you going to do about Jen?" Vegeta smirked, not bothering to look at Gohan as he answered. "The woman will be my mate by the end of the week." Gohan shot his father a skeptical look and Goku shrugged. "That is..if she makes it through the week." "What exactly do you mean by that Kakarott?" Vegeta asked, pushing his chair back and standing. He followed Goku and Gohan as they left the kitchen. "It means that we're not supposed to take it easy on them. That green haired lady said we didn't have a lot of time so she wants us to train them fast and hard. She made me promise that we wouldn't go easy on them." Goku was not all that happy about agreeing to the promise, but he really had no choice. Drea and Jen needed to be trained and who better to train them then the two strongest fighters this world had to offer. His options had been laid out very simply, it was either train the girls as she requested they be trained, or risk having the two Sayian women killed. The latter of the two Goku was not willing to let happen, so he had agreed. He knew Vegeta would have no problem with it. The man practically lived for training. "So we have been told to basically..kick their scrawny little asses into shape?" Vegeta asked. Goku nodded and the Sayian Prince chuckled deep in his throat. "Oh, this should prove to be highly entertaining." They turned a corner and saw Jen and Drea standing in the hallway, their faces drawn in worried frowns. "What's wrong?" Goku asked, quickening his pace. Drea looked up and her face turned bright pink. "I...I, umm." "Maternal instincts kicking in." Jen provided. As expected the comment went right over the men's heads. Jen stopped herself from laughing and shook her head, amusement sparkling in her gorgeous jade eyes. "She just needs sleep." Goku smiled and scooped the blonde into his strong arms. "No problem there." He murmured. Drea rested her head on Goku's shoulder with a wistful sigh. "Night guys." Goku said, turning away from the group and walking slowly down the hallway. A husky voice was heard followed by a feminine giggle then the distinctive slam of a door. Gohan, who had been watching his dad with an amused expression, chuckled softly. "I think I'll turn in too. See you guys in the morning." Jen murmured a good night and leaned back, expecting the wall but encountering something slightly more yielding and warm. She glanced tiredly behind her at a smirking Vegeta. "You're not the wall." She muttered, not moving from where she was. "Last time I checked..no." His amused expression became one of scrutiny. "You're tired." Jen shrugged, her eyelids drooping. "Maybe a little." Those few words were all it took. Then she was unceremoniously slung over Vegeta's shoulder and carted off down the hallway. "Hey! What's the big idea?" She grouched indignantly. Vegeta gave her a sound smack on the backside. "You're tired. I'm taking you to bed. Try to be a little more appreciative." Vegeta waited in silence for a minute and smirked when he felt Jen's delicate fingers drumming on his back in impatiens. She was much more agreeable when she was too tired to think straight. They reached the end of the hallway and Vegeta threw open his bedroom door. Leaving the light off he strode in and dropped Jen on the bed as if she were some kind of rag doll. She glared up at him through a curtain of raven hair, her striking green eyes flashing. "I'm going to take a shower. You will sleep here tonight and for the remainder of your stay here. If you have a problem with that...too bad." He chuckled as he walked across the floor to the bathroom and shut the door behind him, leaving Jen alone in the dark. Vegeta took his time showering. The hot water coursed over his muscular frame, relaxing each tense muscle. His mind wandered, mostly to Jen. Her midnight hair, those cat like eyes that could be filled with loathing one minute and blazing with passion the next. He could still feel her full lips, moving ardently over his. The memory of her supple body pressed against his, her gasps of pleasure caused an immediate reaction and Vegeta groaned, leaning against the damp tiles. Damn female. Who told her she could have this kind of control over his thoughts?! His feelings of lust were quickly replaced as familiar anger flooded through him. He hastily finished his shower and wrapped a towel around his waist; not giving a damn if his arousal was laid out as plain as day for Jen to see. He wanted to yell at her and he was sure as hell going to do so. He flung the bathroom door open and angrily flicked on the light switch only to find..Jen, fast asleep in the middle of his sprawling bed. Her lips were slightly parted and she had folded her hands under her head in a makeshift pillow. "Christ." Vegeta muttered, brushing his fingers through his hair in frustration. He walked over to the bed and stood there, staring down at her small figure curled up in his bed. How could he be mad at her now? She looked so.and he would only admit this to himself.peaceful and stunning just lying there. He reached down to brush silken tresses away from her face and Jen murmured something unintelligible, turning her face toward his hand. Her lips brushed his skin ever so lightly and Vegeta bit back a groan. How was he supposed to get a good nights sleep with this little vixen cuddled up in his bed!? Cursing vividly, he tossed the towel aside to replace it with a pair of boxers then carefully, so as not to disturb Jen, picked her up and placed her on the other side of the bed. He lay down next to her and pulled the covers over them. In less then 10 minutes the arrogant Sayian fell into a deep and greatly unexpected sleep. *~*~*~*~*~*~* "Owww." Jen muttered once again painful seconds after her body had been slammed into the unyielding earth. A week. They had been enduring this treatment for a week! From before the sun came up to well after it had gone down, Drea and Jen had been subjected to the ruthless "training" of Goku and Vegeta. Jen could no longer feel her body. Well, she could but it felt more like an enormous bruise then anything else. She cursed violently when she realized that they would not even be getting a break from it today. Usually they were allowed two to three hours training with Goten, Trunks and Gohan. No sparing, no unexpected blows. The three demi-Sayians focused on training them basic things like finessing their flying ability, how to form Ki blasts, how to detect Ki signatures, and powering up to a Super Sayian, something that took most of their time but was very much worth it. But today? Oh noooo, not today! Due to the orders of the high and mighty Prince Vegeta, they were stuck sparing with him and Goku all day. Jen heard a muffled thud beside her and looked over to see Drea's beaten body sprawled beside her. "Is the sun down yet?" Drea grumbled, not bothering to move from her prone position on the ground. The raven-haired beauty smiled, feeling the cut on her lip that she had acquired earlier that week crack agonizingly. The smile immediately disappeared. "Not yet." "God, I don't think I can take much more of this." Drea rolled onto her stomach and pushed her self up to a kneeling position. She wiped at her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled ruefully at the bright crimson that stained her skin. "Oh look! Blood! There's something I haven't seen all week." She remarked, sarcasm dripping in her voice. Jen sat up and pushed her tangled hair out of her face. It was hard to believe that they had started out as Super Sayians this morning and now they hardly had enough strength to consider powering up. Her ribs hurt, her head hurt, shit..she'd be surprised if there was one spot on her body that wasn't crying out in pain. Maybe her toenails? A shadow fell over her and against her will Jen cringed. She fully expected to be drug to her feet for another round of sparing. When nothing happened, she slowly turned her head and looked up at Vegeta. Surprisingly, he wasn't smirking. He stood there for a moment; not moving then his hand came out in offering. His eyes, for once not holding that distant look that he attacked her with, burned softly with something akin to regret. They held her; captivated her and she reached out. Her hand touched his and heat infused her. "We're done for the night." He stated simply as he helped her to her feet. Jen swayed and he steadied her. "You obviously can't take anymore." "What makes you say that?" Jen asked with a laugh as her shaky legs started to give out under her. His arm came around her waist to hold her up. "I think I'm good for another hour." Vegeta chuckled softly and shook his head. "Save it for tomorrow." He turned to look at Goku. "Kakarott. Help Drea. We're going in." Goku walked up to Drea, guilt written plain as day all over his face. "Let me help you up." He almost whispered. The blonde complied easily enough, practically falling back into his waiting arms. He felt horrible. Just having to watch her throughout the week fall and bravely get up each time had been bad enough but knowing it was because of him made it that much worse. "Drea.." "I know Goku." She murmured. She turned in his arms and smiled warmly up at him. Blood still smudged her chin and stained her full lower lip. "You had to do what you had to do. It's okay." He sighed and hauled her body gently into his arms. "I don't think it is though. I feel like.." "Like what?" "Like.shit." He said with a slight quirk of his lips. "I just wish there could have been another way." He walked her inside, already knowing that Vegeta had brought Jen back to his room to care for her. He took Drea back to the bathroom adjoining his room and placed her on the counter. He saw her wince as her body made contact with the cold tile. "I'm-." Drea held up a hand, stopping him in mid-sentence. "No more apologies out of you buddy." The tension slowly left her body and she relaxed with a smile. "The cold actually feels good on my poor bruised ass." Goku laughed softly. He grabbed a cloth off the counter top and ran it under warm water. "This is probably going to sting." He pressed the cloth to a cut that ran across her brow, dabbing at the sticky blood. As the crimson disappeared, his guilt lessened slightly. "The rest you'll probably want to take care of with a shower." Drea made hilarious half groan, half desperate cry and buried her face in her hands. "Lord, would a shower ever feel great right now!!" she exclaimed. "I'll get out of here then." Goku said placing the blood stained cloth aside and brushing a tangled lock out of her face. She smiled up at him, love shinning in her stormy blue eyes. He gave her an uncertain look and tenderly traced the outline of her jaw. "You're not mad at me at all?" "No." she replied with a small shake of her head. "How could I be? You were told to train us and you did. We knew it wasn't going to be easy. Goku." Drea reached up and wrapped her hands around his head, pulling him down until he was an inch away from her own face. "Stop feeling so bad. I'm fine." She leaned up and pressed a soft, soul-shattering kiss upon his lips. Before he could respond she pushed him away with a mischievous look and slid off the counter. "Now out. Drea needs a shower." Goku shook his head, grinning like a fool and started to leave, stopping to dig in the linen closet and throw her a towel. "I'll see you when you're done. Take your time." He slipped out of the bathroom and closed the door softly behind him. With a grateful sigh, Drea limped over to the bathtub and turned on the water, smiling when the hot steam hit her face. Lord, this was going to feel so good! Testing the temperature she turned on the shower and stripped out of her clothes. It was a painful and laborious process but well worth it once she was in the shower under the hot cascade of water. Dirt and blood swirled in the water as it washed free from her skin and hair. Even after it was gone and her hair was washed she stayed in the shower for several minutes, turning it to massage treatment and letting it work out the stiffness in her neck and shoulders. After a half hour had passed she regretfully turned off the water and stepped out of the shower to dry herself and changed into a comfortable pair of blue and white flannel pajama pants and a plain white tank top. Drea walked down the hallway and into the living room, feeling refreshed and mercifully clean. She smiled at Jen who was sitting on the couch, eyes fixed to the T.V. "Where's the guys?" the blonde asked, sitting next to her sister. Without taking her eyes from the T.V. Jen shrugged. "Okay." Drea said at length. "What are we watching?" "80's horror movie." "Ooh! My favorite." Drea chirped, leaning back and immediately loosing herself in the movie. Several minutes later, after the two women were completely lost in the movie, Goku, Vegeta and Gohan came in from outside. Goku started to shut the door behind him when Vegeta reached back and grabbed it, shooting Goku a look and gesturing with a jerk of his head over to the two women on the couch. Goku looked at Drea and Jen, holding back a laugh as he watched them both scoot up on the couch and nervously start nibbling at their nails. Some psycho was stocking the woman on the T.V. through the woods. Her terrified whimpers turned into a full-throated shriek when a cat leapt into the path ahead of the woman and Drea and Jen visibly jumped back with tiny cries of their own. Goku turned back at Vegeta who was regarding him with a mischievous gleam in his dark eyes. Confused, Goku looked back at the girls, then to Vegeta..and back to the girls once again. Then it clicked. Eyes wide, he looked back at Vegeta smiling. Although Goku knew the Jen and Drea would not appreciate it, the opportunity was too good to turn down. Vegeta rolled his eyes, realizing that just now Goku had figured it out. With a shake of his head he nodded for Goku and Gohan to follow him. Silently the three men crept up behind the girls. The ominous music and buzz of the chainsaw grew louder and the three Sayian men crouched behind the couch, waiting for the perfect moment. The music grew louder and louder as the girl in the movie stopped running and frantically looked around. Then there was the tell tale crescendo followed by the blood curdling scream. Three sets of hands shot forward, grabbing Jen and Drea's shoulders and the two women shrieked in terror. "Goku!!" Drea yelled, her hand pressed to her chest in an attempt to still the wild beating of her heart. "And Gohan?!" Vegeta raised a brow and this and Drea rolled her eyes. "Right Vegeta, like I wouldn't expect something like this from you." Next to her Jen gulped down her initial fear, surprised that it was quickly replaced by a burning rage. Granted the little prank they had pulled had terrified the hell out of her but there was no real reason to get angry..was there? "What's the matter woman? Did I scare you?" Vegeta drawled with a satisfied smirk. Slowly, Jen raised her flashing green eyes to him. They narrowed into dangerous slits. "You jerk." She muttered, quickly getting to her feet and stalking out of the room. Vegeta started to follow her but Goku's voice stopped him. "You're actually going to go after her?!" The taller man asked incredulously. Vegeta turned to him with an evil grin. "It's the end of the week isn't it? You know I never go back on my word Kakarott." Drea watched Vegeta's retreating back with a frown. "What was that all about?" "I'm not..really sure?" Goku said in an unconvincing tone. Drea gave him a dubious look and he rubbed the back of his head with an uneasy laugh. "Who knows with those two? Mind if we join you?" He asked, quickly switching the subject. Drea leaned back. "I don't know." She sang softly. "Contrary to what you may believe I am not a very forgiving person." Goku and Gohan both gave her what they hoped were credible puppy dog eyes. "Please Drea? We're really sorry. Vegeta made us do it!" Goku pleaded, his son nodding in agreement to everything he said. Drea's straight face disappeared and she laughed at the sight the two made. "Alright, alright. You two can sit down. But no more scaring me." Before she could change her mind Goku and Gohan quickly sat down on either side of her. Drea's eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Goku. She crossed her arms over her ample chest and inclined her nose slightly into the air. "I can't believe you wanted to scare me after spending the entire day kicking my ass. Talk about adding insult to injury." "Oh, you thought it was funny." Gohan said, easily calling her bluff. Drea elbowed him lightly in the ribs but she was smiling. "Maybe a little." She admitted, leaning back against Goku and sighing softly when his muscular arm slid around her shoulders. "So what are we watching?" he asked close to her ear. His warm breath fanned over her neck and she shivered as a delicious sensation furled in her stomach and leisurely spread through her. She swallowed hard. "Uh.a...ah 80's horror flick." She stammered. "Have we missed anything?" Gohan asked. "Just a little pointless killing. That," Drea pointed to the lifeless body being drug off the TV screen "was the first victim, so you haven't missed much." They all relaxed and watched the movie, eyes glued to the screen. Drea tried to get back into it but thanks to Goku it was pretty much impossible to do so. She was aware of so many things at the same time. From the casual brush of his leg against hers, to the gentle way his fingers caressed the bare skin of her shoulder. Her body ached for more, demanded the fulfillment she had been unwillingly denying it throughout the week. Every night she had practically fallen into bed beside Goku. Before any thoughts of lust could surface she had usually fallen into a deep, exhausted sleep. But tonight was going to be different. Despite the cuts and bruises, she felt alive and she was hungry for something that had absolutely nothing to do with food. Unfortunately it would have to wait. She couldn't really go attacking Goku right in front of his son now could she? Holding back a tiny sound of dismay, Drea cast a quick glance at the empty hallway. 'At least Vegeta doesn't have to wait through some stupid movie to get what he wants.' She thought, glaring accusingly at the TV. [ Previous | Next Chapter ] |
