Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dende's Love ❯ Well, well, well............. ( Chapter 1 )

"talk" ; 'thought' ; *telepathy* ; ~dream, flashback~ ; ----time passed-----

Dende's Love

Chapter 2: Well, well, well.........

The girl shook her head, trying to clear it. *My name is Linden. Hm, Earth. I'd heard of it, of course, who hadn't, but to think I'm here...... Wow!* she said as she looked around.

Linden was beautiful. Not very tall, maybe 5'2" or 5'3", with fair, fair skin. Her hair went down to her bottom, thick, and such a mixture of golds, blondes, reds and browns, that in every light it glimmered a different shade. When she smiled, she had straight, white teeth, with fangs that were long enough to almost reach her bottom lip.

Most striking of all were her eyes. They changed all the time! Yellows, greens, reds, pinks, blues, everything. More often than not, it matched her emotion. Green for serene or peaceful, red for anger, yellow for happy, ect, except there were always at least three colors.

Dende was entranced with this. His mouth was slightly open, and his body was taut with shock at the beauty.

Linden smiled, and it made her even more beautiful. He didn't notice he was staring until he saw her hand wave in front of his face, and he snapped out of it, a purplish blush staining his cheeks.

*S-sorry, it's just that you're so pretty* he stammered, and blushed even more at what he had blurted out.

Linden put a hand over her mouth and giggled, blushing a bit herself. *Well, you're a looker yourself,* she replied.

They looked at eachother for a moment, before Linden felt more blood trickling down her face.

*Damn!* she spat, at the fact that her face was getting streaked with her blood.

She licked her fangs in frustration, and asked *Do you think I could have that cloth back? It helped get the blood cleaned. A mirror might be nice too, unless you'd like to have to clean me up*

Dende couldn't think of anything he'd rather do, and the strange fluttering sensation in his stomach was not letting up. He looked down at the cloth in his hand, smiled, and began to clean her wound again, silently saying what was in his heart.

Linden smiled too, and closed her eyes, before her face contorted as a sharp, biting pain went through her body.

*AH!* she screamed in her mind, making Dende wince, not knowing what to do.

*Damn you Doquenis!* she spat, bemidst the pain. *How could you?!*

Her body relaxed, as did the expression on her face, almost. There was a burning hatred in her eyes that shocked him.

"What is it?" he asked anxiously, using his speaking voice.

Linden looked at him as if he'd stuck her finger in an electric socket, her eyes going wide, and her face pale.

*How on Lousenthica did you do that?* she asked, still looking quite shocked.

"Lousenthica? Is that your home planet? And it's called talking. Vocal cords vibrate to make sound.* he replied.

She waved her hand, and said, *I know about vocal cords, I sing. But my people haven't spoken with words for.... at least 3 aeons!*

He looked at her strangely. *You can sing, but not speak?*

She sighed, opened her mouth, and the most beautiful, melodious tune came from her lips. There were no words, but there were emotions behind the sounds that effected him almost immediatly.

She closed her mouth, and stopped singing, satisfied that he understood. *There was really no point in talking with your mouth, when you could communicate in your mind. And not everyone can sing, mind you, only a select few*

Dende was sitting there, looking a trifle stunned, to say the least. *Well, humans can't talk like this. Most can't, anyhow.*

Linden nodded, *I know, I have gone to school. So, I'm really on Earth? Hm. Doesn't seem like the pictures.*

Dende laughed, and replied *No, most things don't.*

"Hey! Dende!" he heard the familiar voice yell, and felt a pang of nervousness. 'What is he doing here at this hour?' he asked himself.

*Well, right now, here? It's about 6 in the morning. You found me at dawn, I think. It was almost that time before I passed out.* Linden replied, able to hear his question.

*Wha- I almost forgot you could hear me. He sure gets up early. Good grief.* Dende replied in an affectionate voice.

"Back here!" Dende yelled back. "We're back here!"

"We? Who's we?" Gohan asked back, as he made his way towards Dende.

Gohan made it to the doorway, and gaped at the sight he saw. There was a beautiful girl, laying down on Dende's mat, blood trickling around a cut on her forehead, with Dende next to her, leaning towards her, holding her hand.

"Wha- Who- Dende, is she, like, what, you're new girlfriend? Where did she come from? Name, anything, spill NOW!" Gohan gasped all of this out in one breath.

Dende blushed, "No, not my girlfriend. She was hurt, and I found her, and now I'm taking care of her. Her name is Linden and she's from Lousenthica."

Gohan knew when his friend liked someone, since he was so BAD at hiding his feelings, and smiled mischeviously. "So then, why are you holding hands, might I ask?"

Dende and Linden looked down at their clasped hands, and immediatly let go, blushing even more now.

Gohan chuckled, and said, "Well, the real reason I came here in the first place was to ask you about something."

I think I'll leave it there. Sorry it's taken so long, I've had writer's block for AGES!!!! Anyhow, enjoy and REVIEW!!!!! \/ <~~ follow that thingy, and click!!!!!