Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Night of Dancing ❯ Chaotic Dream ( Chapter 2 )

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A Night of Dancing

Chaotic Dream

Hullo hullo all! Roshy here! Well, sorry about putting this fic out again, but I kinda screwed up the first time -__-* (oh, like you've never screwed up before…) But anyways, yea, here we go with the next chapter…but first, my song! Today its…Bitches, by Mindless Self Indulgence. Its accually pretty kwool ^^* heh, well on with the show! Wait, disclaimer first -__-*: I don't own DBZ. I wish I did, but I don't…hey, you don't own it either! Ha so there you pathetic weakling! Heh…

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I just stood there, frozen, for a second. Watching her struggle, it just burned a whole through my icy heart. I mean, yes, of course I like her. Who wouldn't? She's a goddess, a beautiful faery sent from the heavens. But, I would never admit that to her, I'm surprised I can even admit it to myself, is amazing. But other than thoughts, my pride would not allow more than that. I sigh and walk over to her.

She seems to flinch away, once I reach out to her. She probably thought I was that weakling. No matter, I examine her wound more carefully, and come to a conclusion: she's a fucking bleeding mess! Finally my eyes reach hers. Such pain and sorrow fill them to no end, there's emptiness to. Kami, how does she live like this? She stares at me, plain shock written on her face, and she slumps down. Her eyes leave mine, and I feel…what? Pity that Yamucha has done this to her? I guess I do…

"Did that weakling do this to you?" I try to say with force, but it comes out in concern. She nods and slumps more, crying at the pain. She looks like she's going in and out of consciousness. Kuso. I lean down, and pick her up, her whole body tensing. She soon begins to relax. Silly onna, doesn't she know that I would never hurt her?

I carry her up the steps, her arms around me, and my tail on her waist. I know that'll be bloody after this, but that's the least of my worries. Her grip tightens and she gasps, another pain wave I suppose. I carry her to my bathroom and set her on the counter. The bathtub would be to hard to reach to her wound, the way its sized.

I look into her eyes, once I find a towel. She smiles slightly at me and leans onto my shoulder, never leaving my eyes…

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Why the hell is her doing this? Why does he even care that I'm hurt? All these questions run through my head as I stare into those coal black eyes. They hold pain, I can see right through his barrier. But they also hold something else, emptiness. Must catch on around here, since that's how I'm feeling. I sigh and tear my gaze away to feel yet another threatening pain. Its like having one thousand knifes pour into your skin.

I bite down on Vejita, without knowing it. Oh well, I know he doesn't feel it, but I taste the sweetness of blood enter my mouth. My hand subconsciously goes to my waist and I grab his tail. Not roughly though, I stroke it, and for some odd and freaky reason, it calms me. Well, it seems to be doing more then THAT for Vejita. Ha! He's getting aroused, I can feel it on my thigh, and I chuckle at my power over him. But that soon turns to a moan of pain and he holds me close. I smile, right now, its almost as if I'm loved. Yeah, right. Whatever, me loved, what a joke. Ha!

My smile fades as he applies pressure to my wound. Man that hurts. I scoot closer to him, to stop some of the pressure, but no such luck. He pushes me back gently and whispers a little gruffly, "Just hold still, I'm trying to stop the blood onna." His voice betrays his control and I find concern in it. I nod and let him do his job, stilling stroking his tail.

He stops after a while and rests his head in the crook of my neck. I giggle, and he gasps as I pet up and down his tail. Then, out of nowhere, I slam my fist on the counter, his tail barely escaping. There's a gasping whole in the counter now, and I start moaning with pain. He looks at me, with pity and surprise, my guess is from my strength. Well, I'm not that weak, I am strong, but I would like to be stronger so I can beat the snot out of that jerk Yamucha.

The pain finally ebb's, well, for now at least. Wait! Oh my Kami! I smirk, and Vejita looks at me as if to say, `What the hell are you thinking?'. I whisper in his ear, "Take me to my lab, I've got a first aid in there," He nods and with his incredible speed, we're there in a second. I'm amazed at this, I must study him later, hehe, he would look so sexy if I strapped him up.

Nowhere to go, completely naked, strapped down to a medical table. Wires taped to his head, as I walk into my lab. Short, tight, lab coat on, reveling enough of my breasts to make the saijan hungry for more….Whoa! What the hell was that! Man I've got a dirty mined…hehehe

He looks me in the eyes, jeez, what is with him doing that? Oh well, no matter, I start to get out of his grip, but he tightens his hold on me. I look up at him, cheeks flustered and a determined look on my face. "Put me down Vejita," I say with more ice then I actually wanted to. He shrugs and drops me, smirking as I wince. "Bastard," I wince watching his face falter.

I get up and walk, well more like limp, to a cabinet next to my desk. It doesn't occur to me, until I find some pants, that I am indeed naked from the waist down. I blush deeply and bend over to put them on. I hear a low groan from behind me, and turn to see Vejita a couple feet behind me. I pull my pants up, very slowly, exposing my creamy leg more. Finally I get them up and bend over, again, to get my first aid. I sit on my desk, and wave for him to come over. He does so, and bandages me up, the pain subsided now.

I went to give him a kiss on the cheek, but his face turned to mine and didn't expect to be kissed. Heh, I close my eyes and feel his tenseness as I start rubbing his tail yet again. He moans, and starts to purr deep in his throat. His mouth opens a little and I take that as an invitation. I plunge my tongue into his mouth and taste his sweetness. Oh my, he's actually good, just like his blood.

I pull my tongue out and smile, limping toward the door, "OhyasumiNasi," I whisper. His face had the most priceless look I have ever seen…

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Hey all! I hoped you enjoyed that some, don't worry, more Lemony lemon dirty dreams both Bulma and Vejita will be having will be in the next chapter…and will Yamucha come back for more? All this in the next episode of `A Night of Dancing'! *cheesy background music* well yea, hope you all have a safe and fun night! ^^* -luv Roshy-

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