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Strange Happenings At Midnight Carnage Chapter 7 by Fair Drea Jen restlessly paced the length of the room. Her tail flicked irritably behind her as her mind raced, trying to figure out what exactly had triggered her anger. It didn't make sense. Nothing made sense when HE was around. "Has realization struck yet?" Jen gasped and whirled to face the arrogant Sayian standing in the doorway. "What are you doing here?" Vegeta shook his head slowly. Shutting the door behind him, he sauntered into the room. "I thought we had agreed to stop treating each other this way brat. I came to help you understand why you're so pissed off right now." "What could you possibly know about it?" Jen asked. Her acidic gaze bore into him. A lesser man would have ran for his life after receiving a look like that, but not Vegeta. He had been waiting too damn long for this and one week of having the little minx sleeping beside him and not being able to claim her had been torment enough. With purpose in his stride, he approached Jen, noting with satisfaction the defiance flashing in her vibrant eyes. "You're angry," he drawled, stopping directly in front of her. "Because you want me." Jen's eyes went wide and she jerked back. "Of all the stupid, self centered-" "Deny it all you want Jen. But your body wants mine as much as mine wants yours." He continued to stalk her, closing the gap between them once more. "You're crazy." Jen whispered, stumbling backwards. And still he followed her with a predatory gleam in his ebony eyes. Jen's legs connected with something hard and she fell back onto a large soft surface. The bed! Panic registered in her mind as she felt the overpowering lust claw its way free from where she had tried to bury it. Vegeta came down on top of her with a smug smile. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, causing the generous swell of her breast to thrust upward. Vegeta arched an appreciative brow. "Not crazy. Just honest." Jen lay beneath him, eyes shut tightly. "Look at me and tell me you don't want what I can give you." He growled. She shook her head, eyes still closed. "I DON'T!" "Look at me and say it!" Her eyes snapped open and immediately betrayed her. Passion blazed in the emerald orbs causing them to glow like liquid fire. A feral smile curved her full lips. "Oh no..you figured me out." She purred seductively. Vegeta's laugh was purely sinful. It made her blood boil and her body ache in places she had never known existed. Yes, she wanted him. She had been angry because he couldn't remember anything about her and yet that fact hadn't stopped her shameless cravings for him. But there was nothing she could do about his lost memories. Nothing but live right now, in this moment. When his mouth claimed hers in a searing kiss she was more then ready. Her lips parted in immediate invitation. His teeth grazed her bottom lip and she whimpered, pressing her body against his in wanton abandon. Vegeta's hand went to the collar of her top and he grabbed a handful of the fabric. "Do you like this shirt?" He asked, momentarily breaking the kiss. "I'm not partial to it." She muttered, her own hands yanking at his shirt. His teeth flashed white against his tan skin and an audible rip filled the silence of the room. Jen felt cool air brush her heated skin and laughed when she realized that he had ripped her shirt completely in half. She chuckled softly. "You're not a very patient man, are you?" "Hell no." Vegeta muttered, already working on the button of her jeans. Jen purposely raised her leg and rubbed her leg seductively against his groin. She was rewarded as Vegeta growled low in his throat. The sound thrilled her and filled her with elation. Her body responded to it, the ache deep within her growing until it was almost unbearable. Vegeta hastily yanked her jeans off and carelessly tossed them to the floor where her torn shirt already lay. His hungry gaze raked over her body, hands following behind and leaving a scorching trail over her exposed skin. Jen bit down on her lip to keep her cry of longing from bursting forth. She watched his expert hands travel up, caressing the flare of her hip, dipping gently into the crevice of her belly button, sliding over her ribs to stroke the underside of her breasts. She whimpered when his hand closed around one breast and squeezed gently. God, it was too much. How long was he going to keep this up?! He hooked his finger under the clasp of her bra and in a quick motion, removed one of the final garments that kept her hidden skin from his eyes. His smirk was one of true appreciation as he grasped the swell of exposed flesh and leaned over, taking the succulent bud in his mouth. Jen cried out softly as his tongue slid over the peak, causing it to tighten in arousal. He nipped lightly, then backed away, flashed her a quick grin and moved to the other. Even though she was delighted by such treatment, Jen felt it unfair that she was getting all of the attention. She wickedly flicked her tail and then slid it over Vegeta's leg, starting at his ankle and moving up over the calf to the inside of his thigh. When she reached her destination Vegeta jumped slightly and looked down at her. "Do you even know what that does?" He asked with a dubious smirk. Jen shook her head slowly from side to side. "No...should I?" Vegeta shook his head and reached down, taking a delicate hold of her tail and rubbing it softly. Jen gasped, her eyes flying open as passion rocked her body. Something coiled inside of her, ready to spring loose at any moment. "Oh.." She moaned softly and threw her head back, unable to form one coherent thought. Fire, all she could feel was fire. It filled her, consumed her. No! This was not fair! He should be feeling what she was feeling. Determination filled her and she reached between them, grabbing the front of Vegeta's jeans and giving a vicious yank. The button flew free and a cheshire grin curved her lips. Oh, he was in for it now. Lifting her legs, she used her feet to push his jeans over his slim hips and down his toned legs. Her hand quickly followed, grabbing a hold of his swollen member and grasping it lightly. Vegeta's ministrations immediately ceased and he pitched forward, burying his face in the curve of her neck and groaning. Fueled by the knowledge that she now held power over him, Jen laughed. The sound was amused, sensual, that of a seductress. She stroked him lovingly, her boldness growing with every gasp, every muffled growl. The room seamed to close in around them. The air became stifling. A fine sheen of sweat broke out over both of their bodies. Vegeta repentantly took a hold of Jen's wrist to stop her. "Vegeta." The Sayian prince looked down into blazing jade eyes. There, beyond the passion, beyond the longing he saw something. Love. Her full lips parted and her tongue darted out to moisten them. "Please." she whispered. "I can't take anymore. I want you Vegeta. I need you." Her words broke his restraint and he lowered his lips to hers. They parted in their sweet invitation and her lips drowsily moved against his. The effect was drugging. He had no control and he knew it. She held it all. "Jen.." He entered her slowly, very much aware that before this night she had gone untouched. He held himself in check, his fists gripping the sheets tightly with his effort. He met the feminine barrier and started to pull back but Jen was having none of that. Her strong legs wrapped around him and her hips thrust up to meet his. Slowly, their bodies started moving together. Then the paced quickened, became something almost frantic as the lovers clung to each other, gasping, sighing, crying out as pleasure washed over them. Emotions swamped Jen and she felt hot tears collecting in her eyes. The thing inside her, gradually tightening with every powerful thrust, finally sprang free and her eyes flew open. She cried out Vegeta's name, her arms tightening around him. With a driving need to make her his mate, Vegeta ran his teeth gently over her neck. He paused only briefly over the tender flesh then sank his teeth in, growling primitively as her life's blood flowed into his mouth. His own release came hard, mercilessly shattering his soul and leaving him stunned and out of breath. Carefully, he rolled off of the sated Jen and onto his back. Oblivious to his shocked state, the raven-haired siren curled up against him. Vegeta stared up at the ceiling, seeing nothing. Visions of Jen's life assailed his mind and with the visions came the long suppressed memories. Bit by bit, the fog that had been blocking his past from him cleared away and everything was finally revealed. He saw himself tormenting Jen when they were younger, saw him helping her when she had tripped and cut her knee, then he was their final night together under the stars with nothing but a large tree to witness their heartbroken goodbye. He felt her pain and her heartache. But most of all, he felt her undying love for him. Beside him Jen sighed, burying her face in his neck and placing soft lingering kisses on his heated skin. Vegeta was too lost to pay any attention to what Jen was doing. Too late, he realized his mistake. Jen's sharp teeth grazed his skin and he immediately stiffened. "Jen wait! Don't.." But she already had. The bond was completed. After running her tongue sensually over the wound she had created she sat back on her knees and regarded him with a satisfied smirk, licking away the blood that stained her lips. "Too late." Vegeta sat up and leaned back against the headboard. He jerked the blankets over him and crossed his muscular arms over his chest. God, he couldn't even look at her. "You're right." He said softly, anger lacing his voice."I'm too late." Jen cocked her head to the side in confusion. Then her vibrant eyes went wide and filled with horror. "Oh god.." She muttered in a hoarse voice. Her hand flew up to cover her mouth and tears filled her eyes. "What..what's going on?!" Vegeta gave her a humorless smirk, still avoiding eye contact. "Welcome to my past." He stated dryly. "No!" Jen covered her ears, trying to block out the sound of a little boys terror filled screams. "No, no, no.." Sobs clogged her throat as the screams echoed in her head. She saw Vegeta. He was little..so little, and so proud. Then there was a creature unlike any she had ever seen; disturbingly feminine with beady, slanted eyes and horns protruding from its head. Frieza. She could hear the threats the beast made to the small boy. He threatened his life, his family and worst of all..his innocence. Jen's stomach turned and tears coursed down her pale face. She wanted it to stop. God, how she wanted it to stop! But she couldn't. What she was seeing was her own fault. In completing the bond she had given herself a direct pass into Vegeta's life weather she liked it or not. His childhood flashed before her eyes. She watched him endure vicious beatings from Frieza and his horrid followers who had savagely abused Vegeta to the point of death. But what happened then could not even prepare her for what was revealed next. She saw the destruction of Vegeta-sei, Vegeta's capture..and every year after that spent in Frieza's personal prison. That bastard Frieza hadn't even waited until the first day was over. The torture started immediately. Vegeta's mother, one of the few remaining survivors, was brought to him at once and before his young eyes, Frieza had savagely raped her and then coldly took a blade to the frantic woman's throat. That was the last day Vegeta ever cried. Only when Frieza would attempt his sexual advances on the young Prince would he defend himself. Bile rose in Jen's throat. "Oh god." She muttered, burying her head in her hands. She cried for him, for his lost childhood, for everything he had had to endure all those years. "Now you know." Jen looked up at Vegeta, the man she had and always would love. His cold, blank eyes stared back at her, an unspoken question lingering in their depths. He was trying to hide it from her, keep the fact that there was vulnerability in him a secret from her but she knew him too well. Jen forced back the sick feeling that seemed to be infesting her and leaned toward him, taking one of his hands and pulling it to her. She closed his hand in both of hers, running her fingers over his knuckles and smiling despite the nausea. "Vegeta..I'm so, so sorry you had to go through all of that. Nothing like that should ever have to happen to someone so young. But understand this. I love you. I have loved you and always will love you, memories or not. What happened in the past happened. I wish it hadn't but..it doesn't change how I feel for you. It never will." She waited, holding her breath for his response, her legs tucked under her. She could see the silent war he was waging with himself. Trust her or not. Ever so slowly, the tension left his body. Vegeta sighed deeply and shrugged. "Now you know what happened after I left you at the tree. That, Jen, is why I couldn't remember anything." Jen nodded and opened her mouth to respond when she realized what he had said. "The tree.." She whispered. She replayed his words in her mind with a frown. "That's why you...couldn't.." Her voice trailed off and her jaw dropped. She raised her startled gaze to Vegeta who was watching her with a small smirk playing at his firm lips. "That's right brat. Couldn't." Sudden joy flooded through her. It was as if the last few minutes, filled with sickness and sorrow, had never happened. Tears of delight replaced those that had scorched their angry trails over her cheeks earlier and it was all Jen could do not to throw herself into his strong arms. "You remember." She murmured. Vegeta nodded and the hand Jen was holding tightened around hers and yanked her forward. She fell into his arms with a glad cry and gave into the tears, not caring if he felt she was weak for doing so. She had him back. She never, not in this lifetime or the next, thought she would be so lucky as to have such a thing. "I.love you Vegeta." She managed through her tears. "I love you too woman. Now get under the damn blankets before you freeze your ass off." Vegeta grumbled, jokingly rolling his eyes. He pulled up the blanket he had covered himself with and held back his laughter as he watched Jen scramble underneath it. Once she was settled, her smaller body nestled comfortably against his; he used the edge of the blanket to dry the tears still clinging to her face. Jen smiled up at him, unabashed love sparkling in the jade depths of her eyes. Thunder rumbled softly, a final farewell from the storm that had passed over them earlier. Jen snuggled closer to Vegeta, soaking up the warmth his body seamed to radiate. "Jen?" "Hmm.." She murmured, laying her head on his bare chest and listening to the soft, steady beat of his heart. "I would appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone what you saw of my past. They don't need to know about it." Vegeta said. Jen raised her head and looked up at him, her eyes solemn. "No. What I saw stays between you and I." She promised. She gave him a seductive smile and lowered her head so that it once again rested on his chest. It had been so long since she had been this content. With a blissful sigh, she started to relax when a feeling of unease stubbornly pushed through her joyful haze. She tried to ignore it and brush it off as it if were nothing more then a pesky bug but the feeling would not go away. Suddenly, the nagging unease escalated into something much more severe. Jen jerked up in bed, the blankets slipping down to pool around her waist. "Drea.." "What is it woman?" Vegeta asked, sitting up and giving her an irritated look. She shook her head and hastily threw the blanket aside, getting out of the bed and making a frantic grab for her jeans. "Something's happened to Drea." *~*~*~*~*~*~* "Well, I'm going to bed. See you guys in the morning." Gohan said, getting up and stretching his arms high above his head. "No training?" Goku shook his head and smiled down at the blonde curled up against him. "Nope. They get to sleep in tomorrow." Drea gave a tiny squeal of delight and both men chuckled at her excitement. "Night guys." Gohan said, turning and disappearing down the hallway. Alone at last, Drea snuggled closer to Goku, running her hand over his washboard stomach. "So." she started, leaning back to look up into his gorgeous ebony eyes. "You.wanna go to bed?" Goku's grin was small, and slightly suggestive. The dim light from the fire cast its romantic glow over the room and caught the sensual gleam in his eyes. Drea shivered in anticipation. "Yeah. I'd like that." He stood slowly, holding a hand out and helping Drea to her feet. She swayed closer to him and they stood momentarily, listening to the crackling of the fire. The moment seamed suspended in time, almost too perfect to believe. Then with shy smiles they turned and started down the hall, hands clasped and swinging gently back and forth between them. They had almost reached the door to his room when Drea stopped. Goku faced her with a confused look and she offered him a small smile. "Goku.." She didn't need to go any further then that. Her desire was there in her eyes, telling him the words that her mouth could not form. Goku leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers once, twice and Drea succumbed with a small whimper of pleasure. Her body relaxed against his and her mouth opened sweetly to allow a deeper kiss. Senses swimming, Goku wrapped his arms tightly around her. "Um...Dad?" A small voice spoke up. Drea and Goku broke apart with startled gasps and turned their heads to the small child standing in the hallway, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Goku knelt down and affectionately ruffled his son's hair. "Hey there Goten. What's wrong?" "I'm thirsty. Drea, will you get me a glass of water please?" the young demi-Sayian asked with a tiny pout. Drea was somewhat taken off guard by the question but quickly recovered and smiled down at Goten. "Of course sweetie." She reached down and his tiny hand grasped hers. "I'll be right back." She said to Goku with a secretive smile. Drea walked slowly to keep in step with Goten as they headed towards the kitchen. "Drea..are you my daddy's girlfriend?" Goten asked. "Well, I suppose I am." Drea answered, pushing open the swinging door that lead into the kitchen. She gently picked Goten up and set him on the counter so that he could watch as she filled a glass for him. She opened a cupboard next to the sink and took out the plastic cup Goten pointed to, holding it under the tap and filling it with cold water. "Is that alright with you Goten?" she asked, concerned for the boy's feelings towards her and Goku's relationship. The small boy smiled up at her and scratched the back of his head, looking so much like his father that Drea was tempted to laugh. "Yeah. I think you're really nice and I'm glad that you make daddy happy. He hasn't been happy in a really long time." Drea's smile was one of understanding as she nodded at the young boys words. She handed him the glass of water and pressed a soft kiss to the top of his head. "I promise you Goten that I will do everything I can to make sure your daddy stays happy, okay?" "Okay." He chirped back, taking a large gulp of his water. Drea helped him off the counter and set him down on the floor. Immediately he took off. "Thank you Drea!" he exclaimed, throwing the words over his shoulder as he disappeared through the swinging door. Drea smiled and shook her head. She loved children so much. They were so carefree and honest. Maybe Goku and her would have one of their own some day. She laughed softly at her thoughts and turned to shut the cupboards, then left the kitchen, hitting the light switch as she left. She started to push the door open when she heard voices, unfamiliar voices. Something uncomfortable settled in the pit of her stomach. Slowly, so as not to make a sound, she pushed the door open and peered around it. Standing with their backs to her were a man and a woman. They were a stunning couple but there was something about them that made Drea's blood quicken in alarm. The man wore a long tan duster and black pants. His long ebony hair was pulled back and his stance was rigid. The woman had flowing midnight blue hair that hung to the back of her calves and wore a form fitting gown of the same color. She couldn't see their faces at all but what she could see terrified her. Goten stood in front of the strangers visibly trembling in fear. The glass of water she had given him lay on the grown beside him; it's contents soaking the carpet. Feeling a sudden need to protect fill her, Drea pushed the door wide open and ran to Goten, sweeping him up in her arms and holding him protectively against her. She faced the strangers with a glare. The man glared back at her. His eyes were ice blue and filled with loathing. The woman's face held no feeling what so ever. Her dark eyes simply stared at Drea, almost unseeingly. Her full lips curved neither up nor down. It was almost as if the woman was a robot. "Who are you?" Drea asked, her arms tightening around Goten. The man laughed. The sound was evil and grated on Drea's already frazzled nerves. "Who we are is no importance to you. All you need to know is that we are the ones who are going to kill you. That's not really a situation that requires a first name basis, now is it?" Drea set Goten down, keeping her body between his and the strangers. "Go get your father." She whispered. "His father won't get here in time to save your worthless hide." The man sneered, holding up a hand. A thin red beam shot from his finger and hit Drea in the shoulder. The blond's body was thrown back, landing with a dull thud in front of Goten. Bright red blood spilled from the wide gash on her shoulder. Drea forced herself to get up, despite the blinding pain. She turned desperate eyes to Goten. "Now Goten." The boy stared at her in wide-eyed terror, then turned and ran down the hallway. Drea gritted her teeth and covered the wound on her shoulder with her hand. She slowly rose to her feet determine to stop the strangers. She had no idea why they were here, but whatever they had come to do, they would have to get by her in order to do it. The dark haired man laughed at her again. "Silly child. You should just give up now. The more you resist, the slower you'll die." "I'm not afraid of you." Drea growled. The man disappeared, reappearing right in front of her with an evil smirk. Drea gasped and tried to deflect the blow she knew was coming but the man was much stronger then she had guessed. His fist slammed into her jaw and she flew back, her body connecting painfully with the wall. She bit her lip to hold back a painful cry and once again got to her feet. "Determined little thing, aren't you?" The man asked, amusement dripping from his monotone voice. He slowly walked forward and stopped before her. He leaned forward, his cold eyes inspecting her. For what, she did not know but she stood her ground ready to take whatever he dealt out. Suddenly the man's hand shot forward and seized a chunk of hair at the nape of her neck. He viciously yanked her hair back. The smirk on his face was replaced by an ugly frown. "Your determination is the very thing that is going to get you killed. Alleona..take care of her." The woman who had been standing by, a silent spectator, nodded and held up a hand in Drea's direction. Cold, silver cuffs adorned with unreadable hieroglyphics appeared on her wrists. She stared down at them in confusion. "What the-." Her words were cut off as once more the man hit her. This time Drea couldn't stop the cry that tore from her throat. She started to power up fueled by her anger. The cuffs on her hand started to glow an unnatural blue color. She had only a second to think on this before agonizing pain consumed her. Her insides started to burn. Some invisible force seized her heart in a death grip and Drea screamed. "Ahhh, I love the sound of pain." The man said with a heartless chuckle. "You see now why there is no way you will be able to stop me from killing you? These lovely little creations." He grabbed her wrists and held them up. "Will inflict unimaginable pain on you every time you even dare try summoning your inner power. You don't stand a chance against me." The blonde's scream died away and she sagged against the wall, her entire body aching. God, she felt so tired. "Get your god damn hands off her right now!" Drea jerked her head up, her gaze resting gratefully on Goku, Gohan, Jen and Vegeta where they stood in the hallway. Their eyes all burned with hatred. "Jen.." Drea muttered, raising a hand to her sister. Jen's eyes widened and she started forward but Vegeta's arm came up to stop her. "17.I can't say I'm not surprised to see that your sorry ass is still alive." He said, his voice tight and clearly irate. "You know me Vegeta." 17 replied, his lips curving into a sneer. "I'm not the quitting type." Goku took a step forward, rage blazing in his dark eyes. "I swear to Kami.if you don't let her go right now I'll-." 17 raised his free arm and brought it down in a quick downward movement. A deadly blade shot out of his coat sleeve and into his hand. He gripped the handle tightly and raised it to Drea's neck, applying enough pressure to draw a single droplet of blood. "You'll what?" He asked, pulling the blonde's head back even further. "Goku." Drea's said, her voice wavering in fear. Fury boiled in Goku's blood. He was unable to stop the transformation to a Super Sayian two, but then again he didn't want to. Drea, the one thing that he needed in his life right now was being threatened. He could feel her panic and all he wanted to do was get to her, keep her safe and keep her with him. "Not another step Sayian. You know I'm heartless enough to kill her right in front of you." 17 said. His grip in Drea's hair loosened and he started walking back to his cohort, dragging the terrified female with him. "I'll make you a deal. I'll give you a week to find her. One week. If you don't find her by the end of the week, I kill her..and come back for you." He pointed a finger at Jen and the wicked smile once again curved his lips. The strange woman's hand came up and rested on 17's shoulder. Dark energy started to swirl around them. "You have a week." 17 reminded them. He waved and in a flash of crimson light they were gone. [ Previous | Next Chapter ] |
