Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragon Ball Silver ❯ The Truth Comes Out ( Chapter 6 )

Title: Dragon Ball Silver

Chapter: 6/0?

Chapter Title: The Truth Comes Out

Author: Silverwolf

E-Mail: Silverwolf_Angel@yahoo.com

Rated: NC-17

Disclaimers and Copyrights: I DO NOT own the original DB/DBZ/DBGT Characters, series, or story lines. They are copyrighted to Akira Toriyama. I DO however, own Dragon Ball Silver and the characters that have come directly from my imagination. Harmony is © Copyright Britteny M. Hoyer.

A/N: Just a little heads up before I continue. This chapter contains both lemon and SLIGHT incest. Seeing as Ryoma and Shanaa aren't very closely related. So, just a warning before you get all pissed at me.

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Silverwolf

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This chapter contains Lemon content. If you are under the age of 17 or are not allowed to view this sort of content in your area, please refrain from reading this chapter. You have been warned.

The Truth Comes Out

Serena watched her daughter as she descended the stairs, looking extremely tired and rumpled. "Shanaa, come here." She motioned her daughter over and lifted her chin, eyeing the small, purple teeth marks on her neck. "Goten do this?" he asked, lowering her voice as Trunks came into the room. Shanaa nodded a little and sat down, yawning slightly. "He hasn't claimed you yet, right?" Serena leaned a little closer, her eyes boring into Shanaa's. Shanaa looked a little confused and watched her mother sigh. She pulled her tank top away from the dip between her shoulder and her neck, exposing a slightly brown scar. If you looked close enough, you could see exactly where Trunks' canines had gone into the skin. "Do you have a mark like this, hime-chan?" Shanaa shook her head. "No. I don't think so..." She pulled her shirt away from both sides of her neck to find them bruised, but not scarred. Serena gave a sigh of relief. "I don't need my fifteen year old to have a mate just yet. Boyfriends and girlfriends I expect, but not a mate. You can't make the same mistake I did." She motioned to Goku who had just walked into the room.

"But you said grandma Sumari was claimed when she was fourteen." Shanaa pointed out, raising one of her fingers. "But grandma Sumari was claimed by your grandpa Vejita. No woman alive can resist him. Except for his children, of course." Shanaa nodded. This was true. Vejita was very handsome for a man his age, but her mother had told her once before that Saiyajin age very slowly and quite beautifully. She also said that he had charmed a lady at Burger King into giving them four hundred cheese burgers for free.

Anyway, she didn't want a mate right now. She couldn't see herself with the same man for eternity. "It looks like it's going to rain again." Goku muttered, trying to weasel his way into the conversation. Serena nodded. "Hai. Shanaa, if you go out today, I want you to be VERY careful." Shanaa nodded and stood up to find her grandfather. "Granpa?" She called, wandering towards the in-house gym. She could feel two large kii in there, but the door was locked. "Granpa!!" She shouted, pounding on the door. The kii faded and the door slid open. Vejita and Ryoma stood shirtless and very sweaty. Shanaa blushed and looked away. "Oh, you're busy. I can wait." She said softly. Vejita laughed and pulled her into the gym. "Come on, spar with the both of us." He winked at her and handed her a pair of his old training clothes. Shanaa smirked. "Turn around then, so I can change." Vejita and Ryoma both turned their backs to her and allowed her to shed her clothes. After tugging the loose shirt and pants, Shanaa flicked little kii blasts at them, letting them know she was ready. They both turned around and crouched down in their battle ready positions. Shanaa crouched down as well and smirked. "Come on." She purred. Ryoma flew at her and moved to punch her, surprised when she blocked with her own fist. Raw power cracked as their knuckles collided. Shanaa's eyes widened a little before she swept her leg out and knocked him from the air. He landed with a thud and Shanaa had no time to react to Vejita's sudden attack. He sent her flying across the gym, into the wall. She cried out and slid down, glaring at her grandfather before standing up to charge at him. She struck out and made contact with his left shoulder, knocking him off balance. Ryoma tried to sneak up on his little sister and was rewarded with a kick to the face.

Shanaa crouched low, her stomach almost touching the ground as she stared at both males. Her tail made little flickering movements and her eyes shifted back and forth quickly. Vejita stood and put his hands on his hips, impressed by the young girl's sudden readiness. He searched for a weak point in her stance and was shocked that he couldn't find one. * So, she can keep her guard up at all times... this is useful. * He smirked and flicked his wrist towards himself. "Ryoma, stay out of this." He said softly as the smaller female sprang up like a cheetah pouncing on it's prey. Vejita blocked her fist with an arm and spun around to stop her foot from dumping him on his ass. Shanaa was getting a lot faster and pretty soon, she'd probably be as fast and strong as her own mother. "HOLD STILL!" She roared, narrowing her eyes as she grabbed her grandfather's shoulders and shoved her full weight down, pinning him to the cold, sweat covered floor. She sat straddled atop him, panting and sweating her tail puffed out a little. Her long hair hid her eyes and dripped with sweat. Vejita stared in amazement. She had actually pinned him to the floor! Only Serena and Goku had been able to do that and it took Serena till she was well past eighteen to do so. Shanaa slowly straightened her back and looked over at her older brother, her blue eyes wild with a certain animalistic shine. She slipped off of her grandfather's chest and stalked Ryoma for a moment, pouncing on him quickly, slamming him down harder than she had Vejita. "You know... they think you're lying to them." She said softly, her voice rather quiet and velvety. It took Ryoma to react to this and he stared up at her queerly. "Who?" He asked. Shanaa smiled under her curtain of dark lavender hair. "Mom and Dad. They think you're an android or something." She added a soft giggle and tossed her head back, making her hair fly over her shoulder. Across the room, Vejita sat up and stared hard at his granddaughter. "What are you talking about, Shanaa?" Ryoma asked, trying to sit up. Shanaa shoved him back down and closed her eyes halfway. "I heard them talking the other day. They don't trust you. They say that you're younger than you ought to be." Ryoma bit his lip and tried to sit up again, grunting as she slammed his shoulders even harder into the ground. "But I trust you... Ryoma. I trust you more than I trust Goten... I trust every word you say. You wouldn't lie to me, would you Ryoma?" Vejita watched her caress the side of Ryoma's face and shuddered when an all too familiar scent hit his nostrils. Ryoma shook his head and stopped trying to get up. Instead, he let her take his hand and kiss it. "Good. I'd have to hurt you if you ever lied to me..." She lowered her head, her lips nearing his as Vejita stood up and ripped her away from the other Saiyajin. Shanaa kicked and screamed and cursed at her grandfather, nails digging into his hands as they held her tight around her waist. He quickly shouted for the door to open and dumped her on the other side, shutting to door quickly. Ryoma sat up and looked around, a bit dazed. "What the Hell just happened?" He asked, looking up at Vejita. "Shanaa's in heat." He shook his head and put his hand on his face. "Fuck... I forgot about a female's rut cycle. Steer clear of her right now, Ryoma. She's at a point where if she doesn't mate with Goten, she'll go after anyone else who isn't claimed. Including you. That's how she got here in the first place, a little accident that my children neglected to tell me about for a year." Ryoma nodded and stood up to leave, thinking about what Shanaa had said about his mother and Trunks not trusting him anymore. He cautiously opened the door and walked out, heading into the living room where his mother sat, smiling at him kindly. "Hey sweetheart." She purred. Ryoma raised both eyebrows and nodded a hello. * She seems fine... * He thought, looking around to see if Shanaa was in the room. "Where'd Shanaa--" "Upstairs with Goten. She came out here all huffy about something, saw him and dragged him up to her room." Serena giggled and shook her head, flipping the pages in her magazine. "It's her first rut, if you haven't already noticed, and if she's anything like I was, she'll pounce on anything that moves." She blushed a little and looked up at Trunks who had joined them in the living room. His face was scrunched a little, like he smelled something foul. "Ick. Can't we do something about this? Open a window, a door, the roof?" He growled, covering his nose. Serena laughed. "I'll open the windows, but it's a hundred and three degrees outside. When it starts to get too hot, I'm closing them." Trunks just waved a hand at her and looked at Ryoma.

"You alright?" He asked. Ryoma had been staring into space, listening to the soft hints of moans in the bedroom two floors above his head. "Huh?" He turned to Trunks and blinked, feeling a little stupid. "I said, are you alright? You're staring at nothing." Ryoma nodded and heading up to his bedroom, nearly choking on Shanaa's scent as he reached the hallway. He could hear Shanaa and Goten loud and clear now and had to cover his mouth to keep his laughter silent. He shut the door and sighed as he sat down. What had she done to him that had made him feel so relaxed and comfortable with her closeness? Why had she behaved so violently after Vejita pulled her away from him? * Females. * He thought, rolling his eyes as he took his gii pants off and changed into a pair of jeans. He tugged a black tank top on and blinked. It had gone very quiet all of a sudden. * Must be done... * He thought, opening the door to see Shanaa standing in her doorway, clutching a spot on her neck, crying hard. Goten was furiously apologizing in the background as he pulled his pants on. Shanaa herself was wearing only a long tee shirt that went to her knees. "Shanaa-chan?" Ryoma whispered. Shanaa looked up and flew at him, throwing her arms tight around his neck. "What happened?" He asked Goten when he came to the door. Goten shrugged and shook his head. "I don't know. We were, you know, and I was kissing her neck and the next thing I knew, she had kicked me off the bed!" Ryoma nodded and moved Shanaa's arms away from his neck to inspect hers. Blood oozed from marks that looked similar to teeth. "Did you bite her, Goten?" He asked, looking up. Goten looked a little disturbed by this question and started to shake his head. "Liar! You tried to claim me!" Shanaa screamed, pointing an accusing finger at the older male. "But I didn't mean to bite HARD, Shanaa! I know you don't want to be claimed yet! I can't help it if my canines have a mind of their own!" He yelled back. Ryoma raised both eyebrows and pulled Shanaa closer to him. "I don't think it's a good idea for you to be around my sister, Goten." He hissed, lifting the younger female into his arms. Goten stared at Ryoma. "Who the Hell are you to say that I should or shouldn't be around her? You aren't her keeper, you know!" He snarled and stomped down the hall to his room and Ryoma carried the younger Saiyajin down to the living room where he explained what had happened to Serena and Trunks. "So, the little shit tried to claim her? We'll see if he'll ever be able to claim anyone after I'm done knocking his teeth out!" Trunks growled, moving to stand up. "Don't, Daddy." Shanaa said softly, not looking up from her spot in Ryoma's arms. "Just leave him alone right now... he didn't mean to do it..." She whispered. Trunks stared at his daughter's cloaked face and sat back down. "Alright then." He looked away from his daughter and looked over at Serena. Her face was burning red with anger. "Well, since WE can't do anything, I bet Kakarrotto can. KAKARROTTO! You had better not be sleeping! I have a bone to pick with you!" She shouted, going to Goku's bedroom. Trunks stood up and wandered off to find his cell phone, leaving Shanaa and Ryoma alone in the living room. "Ryoma..." Shanaa's voice startled the male out of his thoughts. "Hai?" He answered, watching her look up. Her blue eyes were very dark and clouded by something Ryoma had never seen before. "About, Goten. I swear I won't let him come near me again. Not like that. I don't think I want to be with someone who will hurt me..." She said softly, her head tilting to the side, a few stray strands of hair slipping in front of her eyes. "That's a good idea. I don't think we need to see you get hurt any more than you already have." Shanaa smiled at this and leaned forward, her nose barely touching his. "You wouldn't hurt me, right Ryoma?" She purred, tickling his cheek with her warm breath. Ryoma felt as though someone was covering him in a huge fleece blanket, tucking in the sides to keep him warm, yet immobile. "Never." He answered, leaning closer to her, feeling his lips brush against hers. Shanaa gave a soft whimper and pushed forward, capturing his mouth in a rough, needy kiss. Ryoma responded the way any man would. He pulled her tight against his body and kissed back with the same intense ferocity that she had.

"SHANAA AMBER BREIFS!" Vejita roared, pulling his granddaughter away from Ryoma for the second time. "GRANPA!" She whined, kicking her feet as she dangled in the air. "LEMME GO!" She hollered, kicking his kneecaps. Vejita yelped and released her, watching as she angrily crawled back into Ryoma's lap and snarled at him. Ryoma was half dazed and was staring at the two of them. "What's going on?" Serena shouted, coming back into the living room, both hands on her hips. "She was kissing your beloved son! If she didn't have that ridiculous purple hair, I'd swear she was YOU!" Vejita yelled, still holding his kneecap. Shanaa covered her head with a hand and narrowed her eyes. She was proud of her hair color. "Shanaa. Is this true?" Serena asked, raising an eyebrow. Shanaa pouted and nodded. "But, Kaasan. I can't help it! You know I can't!" She whined. Ryoma stared at his little sister and put his arms around her, cradling her head to his chest. "Kaasan... er-- Serena. There's something I should tell you." He said softly, looking up. "Yes, Ryoma?" Serena eyed him carefully. "I'm not your son. I'm not related to you in any way, shape or form, but I AM Gohan's son. And I am not three quarters Saiyajin... I'm full blooded." Serena blinked and stared. "N-nani? If you're not MY son, whose are you?" She cried. "And HOW are you full blooded when all of our females, with the exception of Serengeta, are extinct?" Vejita yelled. Ryoma sighed. "I come from a different time period. One where female Saiyajin are about as common as water on Earth. My mother was a warrior with eyes for destruction and she looked very much like you and your mother, Lady Sumari." "How do you..." Ryoma held his hand up and continued his story. "Her name was Tereshani. She was bold and reckless and in love with Gohan. You see, when you were about my age, in my time, you discovered that your sister's Dragon Balls could create a new Vejitasei and restore everyone who had once died to life. You also wished that any half-breeds would turn full blooded so that they could experience the true power of the Saiyajin. I was told to come here, to this time, by my grandfather, Kakarrotto, and make sure everyone was healthy. You see, when Vejita became king, he forbade anyone who had been to Earth to ever return to the planet. Kakarrotto got a little concerned for everyone and wanted to make sure you didn't make the same mistake twice, but it's obvious that you haven't. If I were to return, King Vejita would surely find out and destroy me, so I have nowhere to go if I leave this place." Serena and the others stared. Shanaa watched him, her eyes growing wider by the second. This meant that she could mate with him after all! "Hold on, you're telling me that you come from a place where we all exist, but don't live on Earth?" Goten had come down from his room halfway through Ryoma's story and was now angrily staring at Shanaa, who was still wrapped in his arms. "Yes." "Then why is your name 'Ryoma'? Why do you know all of his stories?" Serena growled. Ryoma smiled. "I knew the real Ryoma, well, the OTHER Ryoma. We sort of grew up together and he told me all about you and the time frame you came from. See, he came looking for you on Earth and Bulma explained to him what had happened, so he came to Vejitasei to find you had forgotten about him. I took him in as a brother figure and knew every story of his by heart. He was killed by King Vejita when he was discovered living in our home, so I accepted my grandfather's mission and came here. I'm sorry for leading you all on. I really am. I just needed a cover story so you wouldn't get all freaked out." Serena nodded a little and shrugged. "Alright. That's fine. At least you came out and said something. Feel free to stay as long as you like. Daddy, don't you even say a word." Vejita had opened his mouth to retort, but closed it when Serena snapped at him.

Shanaa looked up at her mother with wide eyes. "He can stay?!" She cried, looking very excited. Serena nodded, knowing that her daughter was probably going to go crazy if she didn't let the older male stay. "On one condition." Ryoma looked up. "How old are you. For real?" Serena asked. "Nineteen. Truly. That's the only thing I didn't lie about." He smirked and laughed as Shanaa stared at him, whining softly. "You, calm down." He teased, kissing the tip of her nose. Shanaa only grinned and pulled him off of the couch, half-dragging him up the stairs to the hallway. "Which room?" She asked, looking up at him. He smiled. "Mine ok?" He asked. Shanaa nodded and let him lead her inside, sitting down on the bed as he locked the door behind them.

"So... where do we start?" he asked, sitting next to her. Shanaa crawled into his lap and leaned forward, pressing her mouth against his, opening her lips slightly as he returned the kiss. She took both of his hands and set them on her hips, sliding them up a little ways, showing him she was willing to let him touch her. He smiled against her lips and slipped his hands a little higher, the shirt going with them as he gently cupped her breasts. Shanaa whimpered and kissed him harder, her hands finding the back of his head, where they played in his thick, black hair. She groaned softly when he taunted her nipples with his fingertips and pulled away from his mouth, opening her eyes to look into his. "Ryoma..." She murmured, pressing her body forward, against his hands. He chuckled and shook his head slightly, kissing her neck a little before nuzzling at the underside of her jaw. He scented at the crook of her neck and licked away the blood Goten had drawn earlier, his hands still teasing her breasts. "Ryoma..." Shanaa whispered, lifting his head with her hand. "Hai?" He murmured, staring at her with his eyes half closed. "Would you claim me? If I asked you to?" She asked, waiting for an answer. He smiled and slid his hands around to her back, carefully rolling her onto the soft mattress, looking down at her as he evenly distributed his weight on her small body. "Only if you asked..." He answered, kissing her again. It was Shanaa's turn to smile against his lips as she pushed her hips up and whined with need. She tugged at his tank top, pulling it off of his body while he did the same for her. He sat up and smiled when her fingers flew to the zipper on his jeans, whining a little himself when she rubbed him through the rough denim. "K'ssooo..." He grunted and unzipped them himself, letting her push them to his ankles. All that was left were his boxers. He teased her some by rubbing against her, the soft cloth making her groan and writhe underneath him. When he discarded those as well, Shanaa pulled him close and kissed him, waiting as he slowly pushed into her. It was a bit painful, seeing as he was a tad bigger than Goten. Her hands found his back and slowly slid into his hair, her tongue lashing around in his mouth wildly. The had a steady rhythm going in no time, their bodies moving slowly, tails entwining together like brown, enchanted snakes.

Shanaa cried out a little when he pushed a little too hard and caused a slight pang of pain. Soon enough, they were grunting and moaning, hissing each other's name in their ears. Shanaa had twice looked up at him and begged him to claim her. He just shook his head and told her to wait a few more minutes. He didn't want to ruin the moment by causing her pain. When the time came, he lifted her head and shoulders up from the bed and told her she could pull his hair out if it hurt too much. She nodded and instinctively tilted her head to the side, feeling his super sharp canines brush the skin and then sink in. She closed her eyes and clutched his back, her scream caught in her throat as she tried to breathe. When he pulled back, she licked the blood from his lips and grazed the desired claim area on his neck with her own teeth, biting into him much like she would a sandwich. Ryoma grunted, his head dropping back as he succumbed to both pleasure and pain. They both came soon after, rolling onto their sides to clean each other's necks. Shanaa smiled at Ryoma, staring at him with new eyes. She had a mate. Her father was going to be so pissed, but she didn't care. She was happy.

Ryoma smiled back and brushed the wet strands of hair out of Shanaa's eyes. "You're really cute, you know that?" He asked, watching her blush. "And I'VE been wanting to do what we just did since you got here." She winked at him and snuggled closer, burying her head under his chin.

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Both Shanaa and Ryoma came downstairs in time for dinner. Shanaa was a little tired from the second round and was walking a little funny, but nobody said anything until she brushed her hair away from her neck. Serena's face went white as she spat her food out on the table in front of her. "SHANAA! What the HELL happened to your neck?" She screamed. A dark bruise had formed around the newly claimed area of Shanaa's neck, not to mention that there was a little missed blood just underneath the area. "Nothing, Mom. It's a hickey." She muttered, not paying attention to where her mother was pointing at. It was true, her neck was covered in little love bites. A few from Goten, but the rest from Ryoma. "Not THAT! THAT!" Serena prodded the area with a finger, eliciting a yelp from her youngest daughter. "KAASAN!" She screamed, covering the tender bite with a hand. "It still hurts! Don't touch it!" She whined, a tear trickling down her cheek. " 'It'? What is 'it'?" Serena asked suspiciously.

"A claim bite, you dummy! You should know better than to touch them with such pressure, Kaasan!" She hissed, wiping the tear on the sleeve of a shirt she had borrowed from Ryoma. "NANI??? A claim bite?" Serena stood up at the same time Trunks, Vejita and Goten did. "OH, so you let that dumbass claim you, but not me!" Goten shouted. Shanaa narrowed her eyes at him. "I don't see any dumbass but YOU, Goten!" "What were you thinking, Shanaa?!" Vejita yelled. "I was thinking that Ryoma's perfect for me. He's a helluva lot cuter than Goten, even if he IS a Son man." She muttered, shoveling a bit of rice into her mouth. "Did you complete the claim?" Trunks asked. Shanaa looked a little confused. "Did you bite back!" "Oh, yeah. Why?" Trunks slapped his hand against his forehead and cursed under his breath. "Great. Now they're mates for life. This is just perfect." He growled. Ryoma and Shanaa just looked at each other and continued to eat, ignoring everyone else's shocked attitudes. They were fine with it, even if nobody else was. Shanaa gave a tiny smile at the corner of her mouth when she felt Ryoma's hand on her knee, squeezing it lightly as he ate his dinner.

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