Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Give Up ❯ Chapter 36 ( Chapter 36 )
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By: AMCM74 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.08.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 365 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.08.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 365 | Status: Completed
I NEVER GIVE UP
By: AMCM74
Chapter 36
“You...” Br felt her knees growing weak. “You can't mean that!” Mark shook his head and reached out to steady Bra. “DON'T touch me.” She pulled back.
“Bra, I am sorry.” Mark Started
“Not as sorry as you are going to be if you do not change your mind Devero!” Bra shouted as she tried to suppress he tears. “We are bonded! I can't lose you now, Mark. Do you have any idea what torture it will be if we separate?”
Mark looked out the window. “I have seen the effects of the separated bond Bra. Remember, I am the one who took Pan to America. I saw what she went through. Believe me, she was miserable. I thought the poor woman was going to die of a broken heart.” Mark turned back to Bra and his deep green eyes were dark with pain “I also remember being away from you. It was not entirely pleasant sensation.”
“Then why are you doing this?” Bra's arms shot out from her sides as she demanded her answer.
Mark raised his eye to the ceiling. “Any marriage I would enter into right now would not be valid, and remain unrecognized by any court. I have already been declared insane, Bra. Do you understand?”
“No, I know, you are not insane. You are sane as they come.” Bra scowled
“Really?” mark smiled “I have met your father and I still want to marry you, which is insane enough for my tastes.”
Bra slid a hand up over his chest and tilted her head back. `Would you like me to remind you of the other side of the coin? Yes, there is my father to contend with, but there is also this.” She snaked her arm around his neck and pulled him down to her, her lips gently caressing his. Then slowly she deepened the kiss feeling his sigh of pleasure against her body. Bra grinned and pressed Mark back against the wall attacking his senses. She chuckled at his little whimper as took control. Pulling back she tossed her blue hair over her shoulder and rested her chin on his chest. Marks eyes were clouded with desire as he stared, panting down at her. “Is that worth it?”
Mark looked confused and replied in a husky voice. “I... ummm... forgot what we were talking about.”
Bra gave a deep laugh of triumph. Grabbing his hand she dragged his all too willing form back to the bed. “You are mine, Devero” She pressed him down amongst the pillows.
Bulma set the plate of sausage on the table and looked over at Pan pouring Melody a cup of tea.
“Thank you” Melody looked up at Pan.
“We really should be thanking you!” Bulma smiled at Jonathan. “Without your help, Mark would probably still be stuck in America.” Bulma slipped into a chair next to him and lifted her cup. “It really means a lot for you to go through all for us.”
Jonathan kept his eyes pinned to the table. “It was nothing. When Mel called me and said she needed help, I just came.”
Pan grabbed the back of a chair and looked over at Jonathan “So you are a pilot.”
He nodded and looked over at the raven haired woman. “I have flown for a long time. I am retired from commercial flying now.”
“Who did you use to fly for professionally?” Pan stepped around the chair and sat down. Pan's deep brown eyes watched Jonathan as he flinched under her gaze. She sensed his uneasiness. What was he hiding?
Melody spoke up quickly. “He use to fly the Global Inc. private jet for Mark's father, Thomas Devero.”
Pan blinked. “But.. “She looked over at Melody and then to Jonathan again. `Didn't the pilot die in the crash?”
Jonathan fidgeted “I quit that job before the accident.” He looked up at Pan and frowned “Thomas Devero and I had a difference of opinion. The confrontation was shortly before the accident.”
“What was the fight over?” Pan asked abruptly.
Jonathan looked back down at the table. Bulma set her cup onto the table “Pan!” She glanced over at her daughter-in-law.
Pan swept her eyes away from Jonathan and to Bulma. “I am sorry. It is none of my business.” Even though those were the words she said, it was not what Pan was thinking. Pan felt her curiosity rising in her. There was something going on here, and Pan was dying to find out.
Jonathan looked over at Melody “I hate to cut this entire visit short, but I have things to attend to in the States.” He gave a weak smiled to Melody “Will you be returning with me?”
Melody glanced at the shocked faces around her “Of course, I have classes to enroll for soon. I was hoping to see more of West City, but I am sure with Mark marrying Bra soon there will be time for that later.”
Mark held Bra close to him. There was so much for him to consider. It all boiled down to priorities. What was the most important thing. Before Bra that thing had been Global. He had spent his entire life becoming the perfect corporate leader. The company was like running a small country. So many people and their lives rested on shi shoulders. How could he just turn his back on them?
Looking down at the serene expression on Bra's face he gritted his teeth. Could he sacrifice them all for this one woman? His own selfish and self serving heart, and put his happiness before them all? He wanted to badly to just say yes.
Climbing out of the bed he ran a hand through his hair. What was right? With determination he knew it was not. It was all he had in him to grab up his clothing and head for the door. If he was lucky this would all be over soon, and then He would be free to give Bra the wedding vows she so desperately wanted. That was if Mark Devero was able to take his mother out of the picture.
Mark stalked down the hall. Vegeta stood by the out side door waiting arms crossed over his chest. “Running out on my daughter again, Devero?”
Mark came to a halt and looked over at the older man. “I would never do that, Vegeta.”
“Explain yourself.” Vegeta narrowed dark eyes on Mark.
Mark swallowed and realized that the wrong words now would mean his life would be forfeited. Vegeta was not a understanding soul. Where were Jim Beam and Jack Daniels when you needed them? “I have responsibilities in America to attend to.” Mark started.
Vegeta pushed away from the wall and snarled “You have responsibilities here as well! Do you forget that?”
“No, I have not forgotten that. Bra wants us to be married as soon as possible.” Mark tried to stand his ground. Damn, if Vegeta didn't unnerve the piss out of him! `The only way to give her what she wants is for me to return to America and have my competency hearing. Once that is done I will be free to save my company and marry Bra.”
“Marriage...” Vegeta scowled and back down thinking “That daughter of mine is as thick as her brother.” Look at the marks that proclaimed Bra's bond on Mark's neck. “There is no need for the stupid Earth rituals.”
Mark tried not to smile. “I am afraid with me there is a reason. You understand I have great assets hat will be passed to Bra. No matter what happens to me, after the marriage she will have access to all my holdings. She will be one of the most powerful women on the planet.”
Vegeta nodded “You intentions are justified then.”
Mark shrugged. “I also have employees counting on me. I can not let my people down.” Vegeta watched as Mark walked over and pulled the cover off the precious corvette. “Vegeta, do me a favor, take care of her until I return.”
Vegeta nodded and watched the man drive off “I watched over her before you came. I am not about to stop now, brat.”
“Bra, I am sorry.” Mark Started
“Not as sorry as you are going to be if you do not change your mind Devero!” Bra shouted as she tried to suppress he tears. “We are bonded! I can't lose you now, Mark. Do you have any idea what torture it will be if we separate?”
Mark looked out the window. “I have seen the effects of the separated bond Bra. Remember, I am the one who took Pan to America. I saw what she went through. Believe me, she was miserable. I thought the poor woman was going to die of a broken heart.” Mark turned back to Bra and his deep green eyes were dark with pain “I also remember being away from you. It was not entirely pleasant sensation.”
“Then why are you doing this?” Bra's arms shot out from her sides as she demanded her answer.
Mark raised his eye to the ceiling. “Any marriage I would enter into right now would not be valid, and remain unrecognized by any court. I have already been declared insane, Bra. Do you understand?”
“No, I know, you are not insane. You are sane as they come.” Bra scowled
“Really?” mark smiled “I have met your father and I still want to marry you, which is insane enough for my tastes.”
Bra slid a hand up over his chest and tilted her head back. `Would you like me to remind you of the other side of the coin? Yes, there is my father to contend with, but there is also this.” She snaked her arm around his neck and pulled him down to her, her lips gently caressing his. Then slowly she deepened the kiss feeling his sigh of pleasure against her body. Bra grinned and pressed Mark back against the wall attacking his senses. She chuckled at his little whimper as took control. Pulling back she tossed her blue hair over her shoulder and rested her chin on his chest. Marks eyes were clouded with desire as he stared, panting down at her. “Is that worth it?”
Mark looked confused and replied in a husky voice. “I... ummm... forgot what we were talking about.”
Bra gave a deep laugh of triumph. Grabbing his hand she dragged his all too willing form back to the bed. “You are mine, Devero” She pressed him down amongst the pillows.
Bulma set the plate of sausage on the table and looked over at Pan pouring Melody a cup of tea.
“Thank you” Melody looked up at Pan.
“We really should be thanking you!” Bulma smiled at Jonathan. “Without your help, Mark would probably still be stuck in America.” Bulma slipped into a chair next to him and lifted her cup. “It really means a lot for you to go through all for us.”
Jonathan kept his eyes pinned to the table. “It was nothing. When Mel called me and said she needed help, I just came.”
Pan grabbed the back of a chair and looked over at Jonathan “So you are a pilot.”
He nodded and looked over at the raven haired woman. “I have flown for a long time. I am retired from commercial flying now.”
“Who did you use to fly for professionally?” Pan stepped around the chair and sat down. Pan's deep brown eyes watched Jonathan as he flinched under her gaze. She sensed his uneasiness. What was he hiding?
Melody spoke up quickly. “He use to fly the Global Inc. private jet for Mark's father, Thomas Devero.”
Pan blinked. “But.. “She looked over at Melody and then to Jonathan again. `Didn't the pilot die in the crash?”
Jonathan fidgeted “I quit that job before the accident.” He looked up at Pan and frowned “Thomas Devero and I had a difference of opinion. The confrontation was shortly before the accident.”
“What was the fight over?” Pan asked abruptly.
Jonathan looked back down at the table. Bulma set her cup onto the table “Pan!” She glanced over at her daughter-in-law.
Pan swept her eyes away from Jonathan and to Bulma. “I am sorry. It is none of my business.” Even though those were the words she said, it was not what Pan was thinking. Pan felt her curiosity rising in her. There was something going on here, and Pan was dying to find out.
Jonathan looked over at Melody “I hate to cut this entire visit short, but I have things to attend to in the States.” He gave a weak smiled to Melody “Will you be returning with me?”
Melody glanced at the shocked faces around her “Of course, I have classes to enroll for soon. I was hoping to see more of West City, but I am sure with Mark marrying Bra soon there will be time for that later.”
Mark held Bra close to him. There was so much for him to consider. It all boiled down to priorities. What was the most important thing. Before Bra that thing had been Global. He had spent his entire life becoming the perfect corporate leader. The company was like running a small country. So many people and their lives rested on shi shoulders. How could he just turn his back on them?
Looking down at the serene expression on Bra's face he gritted his teeth. Could he sacrifice them all for this one woman? His own selfish and self serving heart, and put his happiness before them all? He wanted to badly to just say yes.
Climbing out of the bed he ran a hand through his hair. What was right? With determination he knew it was not. It was all he had in him to grab up his clothing and head for the door. If he was lucky this would all be over soon, and then He would be free to give Bra the wedding vows she so desperately wanted. That was if Mark Devero was able to take his mother out of the picture.
Mark stalked down the hall. Vegeta stood by the out side door waiting arms crossed over his chest. “Running out on my daughter again, Devero?”
Mark came to a halt and looked over at the older man. “I would never do that, Vegeta.”
“Explain yourself.” Vegeta narrowed dark eyes on Mark.
Mark swallowed and realized that the wrong words now would mean his life would be forfeited. Vegeta was not a understanding soul. Where were Jim Beam and Jack Daniels when you needed them? “I have responsibilities in America to attend to.” Mark started.
Vegeta pushed away from the wall and snarled “You have responsibilities here as well! Do you forget that?”
“No, I have not forgotten that. Bra wants us to be married as soon as possible.” Mark tried to stand his ground. Damn, if Vegeta didn't unnerve the piss out of him! `The only way to give her what she wants is for me to return to America and have my competency hearing. Once that is done I will be free to save my company and marry Bra.”
“Marriage...” Vegeta scowled and back down thinking “That daughter of mine is as thick as her brother.” Look at the marks that proclaimed Bra's bond on Mark's neck. “There is no need for the stupid Earth rituals.”
Mark tried not to smile. “I am afraid with me there is a reason. You understand I have great assets hat will be passed to Bra. No matter what happens to me, after the marriage she will have access to all my holdings. She will be one of the most powerful women on the planet.”
Vegeta nodded “You intentions are justified then.”
Mark shrugged. “I also have employees counting on me. I can not let my people down.” Vegeta watched as Mark walked over and pulled the cover off the precious corvette. “Vegeta, do me a favor, take care of her until I return.”
Vegeta nodded and watched the man drive off “I watched over her before you came. I am not about to stop now, brat.”