Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Protection the Raditz Way ❯ Daytime Musings ( Chapter 11 )

Chapter 12 Daytime Musings of an Alchemist

 

 

That next morening, as Videl blinked awake, she shivered in fear, shaking the person next to her. Both of them lay curled up in Gohan's bed, wearing little else.

 

"Wake up! Gohan, wake up!" she hissed.

 

"Uh oh," he gasped, blinking up at her scared face. "It's morning already?"

 

"Shimatta my dad's gonna KILL me… I said I'd be comin' home today and if he discovers I'm HERE,” she panicked, biting her nails. "What if your dad…"

 

"Calm down, just calm down," Son Gohan said, rubbing her shoulder. He leaned over and gave her a gentle kiss.

 

"Calm DOWN? We're not MARRIED and we just…"

 

"It's okay. I know he'll think of something to tell your dad," Gohan reassured her.

 

"How can you be so calm when he could walk in on us!" Videl squealed.

 

"Um because the other day, he was telling us just WHY he didn't mind us slipping into Grandpa Gohan's little house," Gohan blushed profusely, pushing a lock of her hair out of her face.

 

"What are you saying, buster?" she snorted, narrowing her blue eyes at him as her pixie face scrunched in an accusatory frown.

 

"Well, Dad kinda expected you and me to um… you know… do what we just did?" he lifted a brow. "And I don't think he'd be MAD exactly if he put two and two together."

 

"What?" Videl squealed. "You mean we've been sneaking around and your own dad doesn't care if you and I shack up?"

 

"Nope,” Gohan admitted, steeling himself as she punched his arm hard.

 

"You baka!" she shrieked, jumping on him and attacking his ribs. They wrestled together, play hitting and punching till Videl twisted his arm behind his back and started sitting on him hard.

 

"Hey! Ouch! Not THERE!" he gasped, as she landed on the spot where his tail had once been. Aloud growl escaped his lips, and she blinked hard.

 

"What was THAT?" she gasped, rolling off him.

 

"Um that's a sensitive spot. I mean you might not like the results if you keep touching it,” he trailed off as she blinked at him.

 

"What is it with you people?" she shook her head. "I know you're not QUITE from this planet, but you're not some kind of wear wolf are you?"

 

"Remember that story that Dad always tells about the Great Ape and the moon?" he blinked. "Well it really IS true!"

 

"Kuso! I thought it was some joke!" she groaned. "I mean I heard this whole thing about Saiyans and I figured you guys were just some super strong aliens from outer space and now I find out if I touch your back something STRANGE happens!”

 

"That's where my tail used to be," he said sheepishly. "That's why I um was kinda leery about being in bed with you."

 

"Why you wanted the lights off?" she said with a sly grin. "What EXACTLY happens if I touch you there?"

 

Gohan swallowed hard as her hand ran up his thigh. In his throat he growled as she reached around and brushed her hand over the place she'd touched before. Gasping deeply, he flipped her over and pinned her under him.

 

"Oh, THAT's what happens. I think this could be FUN!" Videl trailed off before Gohan threw the covers over both of them, and she found another reason to suppress her sounds.

 

***

 

Another night had come and gone, leaving Atomique one day more distant from the horrors of her own world. She blinked once more, wanting to remain in the arms of the male who now held her possessively. That ever-present lump in her throat eased slightly at the body warmth. Shifting only slightly, she felt him move in response, and then heard the chiming of the alarm. Immediately the hand binding her to his chest reached out, sending a small sphere of energy into the clock radio. Instantly it obliterated the annoying electronic buzz in a cloud of smoke and charred plastic.

 

"What I'd do for a damn vapor bath instead of this idiocy," he answered.

 

"I'm glad that wasn't me," she shuddered.

 

"You're infinitely more pleasant to wake up to," he answered, nipping her ear before he released her. Raditz straightened up in the bed.

 

"Thank you," she nodded.

 

"Why should I for something so damn obvious," he grunted.

 

"Hello to you too, Mr. Happy," she retorted, smacking him across his bare arm and chest. Glancing down at her body she saw the fresh crop of bruises Raditz left, and sighed.

 

"Shower, now, with me unless you want to waste more time," he said gruffly, scooping her up and half carrying her out of the bed.

 

"Hey, wait a minute Tarzan, I can walk thank you!"

 

"Not after last night," he laughed, swinging her effortlessly around his head.

 

"Knock it OFF you moronic monkey man!" she yelped, more for effect as she whacked his chest, then dealt him a swift kick in the back. Having seen the way in which Bulma interacted with Vegeta, she guessed it was customary for Saiyans to exchange verbal pot shots with their mate. Seeing the gleam in Raditz coal black eyes she was correct.

 

"So, does Kakkarot expect us to bathe in that ludicrous bathing facility beside the house?" he asked her.

 

"Yes, unless you want to stand in line for the shower," she said as he grabbed a robe, and a pile of towels. Kicking the door open, he walked out into the chilly morning.

 

"What are you DOING?" she yelped as he wandered towards the enormous tub that he'd seen outside. He levitated up, carrying her, then dropped the towels to one side. Soap and shampoo were set on a ledge, and he glanced down to see that there was already water partly in the large tub.

 

Still clutching her around the waist at his hip, he lowered his feet into the water. He promptly snarled, “Drek! Great Father Oorzu what the HELL…"

 

"And you say I'm backward?" she yelped in the cold. "This is rainwater from last night!!!"

 

"Damn it. I won't waste time with a primitive heating system," Raditz said with disgust. "Use those transmutation powers of yours and fill this tub the rest of the way if you don't mind…"

 

"Humph, you're such a slave driver!" she snorted.

 

"Show me what an alchemist can do. Making water from hydrogen and oxygen should be CHILD's play to one of your chikara to fill this the REST of the way,” he teased.

 

"Fine, have it YOUR Way," she snorted, extending her hands. With but a thought she reached out to draw the water vapor from the atmosphere, and rapidly condensed it to water. It literally rained and seeped out of the heavy mountain mists like water from a sponge.

 

"Says the tailless wonder," he crowed.

 

Raditz held her in his lap, and slowly extended his hands. Ki surged from his body, seeping through hers into the water around them. Within minutes the water steamed and bubbled, heated by the radiant ki from the Saiyan's figure. Soon she soaked in the extreme comfort of surging hot water while cold mountain air shivered her bare back and sides.

 

"That wasn't so bad, now was it, little one?" Raditz laughed, nudging her out of his lap. "I need help washing my hair."

 

"Oh joy talk about wasting time," she rolled her eyes.

 

"Lather and wash first. Your turn, then I do you," he grunted. Griping, she inundated his hair with shampoo, glancing at the Mane and Tail formula she had purchased wisely. Nothing else seemed to do the trick with a massive head of hair like his.

 

"You keep these guys in business, I swear. Tilt your head back… I can't freaking REACH you, or better yet get down on your knees.”

 

"Only for you in the bath, and for the Prince, but if you tell anyone," he growled, flashing a pair of sharp fangs in a mock show of aggression.

 

"Simmer down, Cheetah, and let me work my magic,” she laughed, rubbing her fingers through it. He rolled his head from side to side, vibrations rumbling through his entire body at the frequency of a cat's purring though much louder.

 

"Now the tail. But VERY carefully,” he said quietly.

 

"I thought you said I shouldn't touch it, I mean him," she mumbled.

 

"Be careful I said! Did I stutter?" he mumbled.

 

"Pain in the ass," she grumbled, reaching down with the shampoo to gingerly run her fingers over the surface. Bracing it across her hand she drew the suds over it, feeling the warm and the flickering wet fur that was chocolate brown in color.

 

"Weird how it's not the same color as your hair," she mumbled, glancing at it. Easily the diameter of her wrist it flickered soap across her bare body, then swirled around to latch on her wrist playfully. Uncoiling, his tail then traced over her body in her attempt to soap it, suddenly snaring her hips and jerking her forwards. Simultaneously Raditz turned, yanking her to his hips with his tail alone.

 

"Mmm, I told you to be careful," he growled.

 

"Sorry," she mumbled.

 

"Don't be," he growled, lifting her up so she was level with his face.

 

"That's one HELL of an appendage," she gasped. "I'm no lightweight."

 

"Saiyans can support their own weight with these things. Not to mention knocking idiots into walls with them," he purred.

 

"I'm not getting out of here anytime soon am I?" she asked, running her hands up and down his wet slick skin. The soap dropped from her hand, sploshing into the tub.

 

Pressed to a hard muscular chest in a grip of steel, she knew she dared not argue. Not that she wanted to get free, but it was daunting how his manhood pressed urgently against her hip. Atomique pressed the flats of her hands to his pectorals then fingered his prominent scars. In particular the massive star shaped one above his heart caught her attention. "Where did you get THAT one?" she mumbled.

 

"Pyhorheas," he whispered. "I took a direct hit for the Prince and in turn he made certain I was in the nearest regeneration tank…"

 

"I guess service has its rewards," she said, leaning down to kiss it. All over the scars she kissed or licked, prompting him to nod. Bringing up her legs she wrapped them around his waist, and then let him settle his manhood between her moistening folds. Both hands gripped his broad shoulders, digging her nails in as he thrust deeply into her.

 

"Sore?" he asked.

 

"Not so bad this time," she gasped.

 

"Practice makes perfect," he chuffed. Around his fingers crackled golden ki, sending it into her body to balance their disparate energies. Atomique closed her eyes, suddenly sending her own purple ki into his body. Raditz eyes opened a bit in interest, absorbing what she fed back into him.

 

"Impressive, you have something to share with me this time?" he laughed.

 

"You're not the only one anymore," she gasped. Sending energies she was on the verge of transmutation, when he stopped her with a hard thrust up.

 

"Ah ah, no transmutations, they take too much energy. Save them for a special occasion," Raditz scolded her.

 

"Damn it!" she cursed, hips rocking. "Ohhh… damn… mmm…. Mmm… oh damn…"

 

"Tomique… yes… mmm…." He trailed off, disintegrating into unintelligible growls.

 

At her fingertips crackled purple energies, when she temporarily released him. "Radz… chan… I… Ohhhhhh!"

 

"Give it to me. Don't be shy now," Raditz grunted. "Put your hands on my shoulders…"

 

"You want it?"

 

"Mmmm, I command it," he purred, raising his fingers to interlace them with hers. She yelped with the crackling tingle of his gold ki arching over her skin. Simultaneously she pushed back with her own ki, struggling to match the frequency. Both of them hissed, their hair standing on end with the combined aura of their respective kis.

 

Within her hips she felt the charge building up. Raditz snarled, thrusting up harder with each stroke. In his groin and the base of his spine where tail met backside the energies built, then merged along his spinal column. Other energy centers surged and sparked, till the potential energy could no longer be held back. In a burst of power it exploded upwards, sending sparks over his body and hers. Simultaneously Atomique's purple glow surged overtop of him. Throwing his head back Raditz snarled, baring his fangs. At the same moment Atomique screamed, voicing the exuberance of something inside herself coming to a wave of sensation that threatened to drown her.

***

Raditz bellowed, followed by a loud scream that could be heard in the house Videl's head shot out from under the covers. "Was that you dad?" she gasped, sitting up atop Gohan.

 

"I told you it wasn't a big deal," he laughed, reaching up to pull her down again.

 

"But I heard someone screaming."

 

"What?" he asked then shivered.

 

"Who was it?"

 

"It's not my dad. It's my 'Uncle'," he chuckled, blinking. "Probably ticked off that there's no food yet."

 

"What about your dad?" joked Videl, then shivered. A loud alto voice cursed in Chinese, and she shivered, glancing at Gohan. Both were panicking.

 

"Oh no it's impossible," Gohan groaned, sitting up and nearly knocking her off balance. He shot out his arm and steadied her, giving her the sheet to wrap around herself. He swung his legs over and stood up, grabbing a pair of boxer shorts from the drawer of his dresser.

 

"What are you talking about?" she asked, trying to tuck the sheet around her, and stand on wobbly legs. She stumbled, and Gohan steadied her against himself.

 

"He's calling for me. Easy here, let me get you a t-shirt or something. I think I have one so let's not freak out," he muttered under his breath. She exchanged the loose T-shirt, which was a 2 x Capsule Corps thing, and caught the sweat pants he threw her from her gym bag. Inhaling the scent of him from the shirt she found she liked having a bit of her man with her in this way. He shimmied into a pair of blue jeans, and a white T-shirt, before picking up his sneakers. Videl finished by dragging a brush through her hair, and looking at him in a panic because he seemed on edge. She flopped onto the bed, still unable to walk because she hurt like hell in some places, while she tingled with satisfaction in others.

 

"We'd better wash those sheets," she said, helping him pull them off and throw them into the hamper. They heard footsteps echoing as Goku shouted his name.

 

"Coming dad hold on!" he groaned. Turning to Videl he kissed her sweetly and briefly.

 

"I'll stay here," she said.

 

"Wait, I know! The twins should be waking up now and since Goten had Trunks sleepover, they can fend for themselves. But if you know them they'll be screaming for breakfast soon… and that's the perfect opportunity to slip out."

 

"Okay, but you'd better not run on me buster," she mumbled.

 

"Well, I hear my 'uncle' asking for breakfast," said Gohan with a smile. "He may be a pain in the ass, but he's just saved you and me a lot of trouble."

 

***

"Exquisite," Raditz panted his voice hoarse and deep. Slowly he held her against him, massive arms holding her to his body. Suddenly he dropped to his knees with a grunt with Tomique latched around his hips.

 

"I never thought I'd feel that again," she laughed, then sobbed into his shoulder.

 

"You've done this before haven't you?" he murmured. "Nobody but Saiyans could do this. What sort of world are you from?"

 

"My husband only did this once or twice with me," she murmured. "Kuso, I'm sorry I shouldn't have mentioned it."

 

"It's something Saiyans often do. I'm surprised a human is capable of such…"

 

"Ohh, Raditz please don't let me go," she pleaded.

 

"I don't intend to Tomique-chan," he purred, hoping that she had finally deduced his true intentions. "In fact, I don't wish to ever."

 

"I think I'm getting wrinkled," she suddenly joked. Something brushed past her leg as she lay there against him in the tub.

 

"What the hell?" she trailed off, feeling like it was moist and wet, but not the shape of a hand. He blinked down at her, wrinkling his nose in concern.

 

"I could swear I felt you trying to get my attention but not in THAT way," she said, leaning her head against his chest and peering up at him upside down.

 

"I was, because I had hoped you had understood the significance of what I had just said," he murmured.

 

"Raditz, maybe we should talk about this after some breakfast?" she asked.

 

"Indeed. I'm ravenous and as much as I'd like to stay here with you, I shall die of starvation if we don't get something to eat. I mean how I can keep taking care of you if we don't and there are some things I have to explain to you unless,” he trailed off.

 

"Breakfast first and then you can tell me the rest. But one thing I don't want to get out of this water,” she complained.

 

"Leave that to me," he laughed, lifting her out bodily as he flared his energies to keep them both warm. Water evaporated and she laughed at the sensation of his fingers holding her bare sides. They brushed over her ribs, tickling her in a sensitive spot.

 

"Hey!" she gasped. "I thought you didn't want to ATTRACT attention!"

 

"Steath is paramount in that case," he murmured, giving her a kiss as he strode into the small pagoda house with her struggling for balance. She squealed against his lips as she felt something wraparound her calf and then her thigh.

 

"Holy crap," she gasped. "I'm going nuts. There aren't any fish in this water or dead rats are there?”

 

"Don't think so," he panted, setting her down on the bed as he rushed off and hunted for something for them both to put on clothes wise. She saw something out of the corner of her eye before a set of purple silk pants and a top hit her in the face. Turning them over she saw they were covered in small flecks of blue and gold Chinese motif. AS she tried to get a shot of his bare back she froze when she saw something moving covered in brown fur.

 

"Good lord," she yelped, and spun around, chasing what she'd seen out of the corner of his vision.

 

"It's my tail, you silly female," Raditz laughed, swinging his hips. "Did you forget? Is my body not pleasing to you?"

 

"I can think of some rather naughty things you could do with that," she panted.

 

"Can you? Tell me, little one," Raditz purred as he reached out his hand and swept her up. Momentarily she passed her hands over the bands of metal on her upper arm and thigh. They were latched tightly, conforming to her skin. With frustration she realized she couldn't remove them.

 

"Damn it! How do you get these off?" she asked. Raditz wore the corresponding ones on his right upper arm and thigh constantly. Never once did she recall him removing them.

 

"You don't," Raditz said quietly. "Don't you like them?"

 

"Yes I do but…"

 

"Why should you wish to remove them?" he asked, frowning.

 

"Never mind, stupid question," she laughed nervously. "I'm just curious about the alloy. They're the same color as part of your armor, yet the luster and ductility is like gold, and the durability is like titanium."

 

"They are composed of a rare alloy, semi precious and found only in Vejitasei ores. The process of smelting is unique to my civilization," Raditz said, wrapping a robe around her. "Third classes wear them mainly as bangles."

 

"Only on the upper arm and leg on one side?” she asked.

 

"Unmated pairs wear them on both upper arms and upper legs," he said, hoping she really would get it. “But mated pairs only wear one set.”

 

"Is that so?" she asked levelly. "Then why bother with the bite?"

 

"A bite is universal as a claim among all classes."

 

Tomique's mind flashed back to seeing Bulma wearing swimsuits. A faded mark on her neck was something that she rarely saw, except on such occasions. Yet never a bite on the shoulder where Raditz had bitten her. But there were the two bites that made no sense.

 

Never did the dreams haunt her when she came to Capsule, and surrendered to the inevitable pull. Was it the blissful silence of sleepless dreams in Raditz's arms she craved, or the mere mind blowing rough sex? Through it she could voice all the aggressions and unrequited desires building up for the past four years. Savagely she could scratch and bite, marking him all over with her tooth marks and bruises, giving him what he wanted.

 

Only his sweet blood gave her any opiate against the emptiness. Their secret encounters grew more frequent, till she wished she could stay at Capsule full time. Although they gave no name to their relationship, they kept it discrete according to one another's wishes. Only Nappa and Vegeta seemed to know, whereas Videl swore herself to secrecy.

 

"If it is what I think it is," she swallowed hard.

 

"Tomique," he said quietly, rubbing her bare arms. "You have doubtless noticed the bands on my arms as well as yours, and they are not meant to come off for a good reason."

 

She swallowed hard, her chin wobbling as she glanced up at him with tears in her eyes. Slowly she said, "I think perhaps you should explain first, when you want me to bite you in the same place on your neck that you did me."

 

"Tomique-chan,” he said, seizing her arms. "Does this mean that you really want me?”

 

"I need to know about your customs, all of them," she said quietly. "Before I go any further. You owe me that much. I need to know what I'm getting into because I like being with you and I don't want to be with anyone else."

 

"Fair enough," Raditz said with a serious nod. "You won't regret this. There is much for you to learn, and much I wish to teach you, if you understand the significance of it."

 

"Raditz, you don't want me," she whispered. "You said that Saiyans don't fall in love.”

 

"You misunderstand, you silly female," he snorted with impatience. "What I meant was we don't fall in love like you ningen do. I need to ask you how deeply the bond is that you share with your deceased husband, is it a mind bond or a soul bond?"

 

"Why do you want to know?" she asked.

 

"Is it a mind bond or a soul bond?" he asked.

 

"A mind bond," she said. "I thought it was a soul bond, but lately he has…"

 

"He what?" Raditz asked softly, cupping her face.

 

"He has shut his mind off from me. I can't see his thoughts in my mind,” she sniffled. Raditz saw her face crumple and she hugged herself tightly.

 

"He has denied you?" Raditz asked quietly, reaching out his hands to bracket her shoulders. Atomique nodded, her chin wobbling. Silently she stepped into the arms that were outstretched, and let the Saiyan enfold her awkwardly.

 

"Yes, he… he's shut his soul off from me," she whispered, then buried her face in his chest.

 

"Then he never bonded with your soul?" Raditz whispered, rocking her slowly. His great fingers rubbed her back clumsily with almost crushing force, but she bore up against it.

 

"Yes," she sobbed.

 

"More fool he," Raditz growled.

 

"I'm alone and Jeannie has been destroying the bond,” she admitted, burying her face in his hair.

 

"You are not alone," Raditz said quietly. "You have me."

 

"You?" she blinked up at him, pulling away.

 

"Me you silly female," Raditz chuffed, brushing her tear soaked hair from her eyes. "That male was not worthy of you. Why suffer his memory when you could have a warrior strong and brave such as me to protect you?"

 

"That's incredibly conceited of you, but sweet," she said.

 

"I'm NOT sweet," he snarled, shaking his head violently.

 

"No, but I won't tell if you don't," she sniffled, wiping away her tears and giving him a watery smile. Slowly she fingered the matching arm ring on her upper arm, then touched his.

 

"I'm asking you to be my mate," Raditz said quietly.

 

"You what?" she asked. "Is THAT why you…"

 

He nodded slowly. "You are a genius, but you are a fool. Little wonder you survived when that fool mate of yours died. Obviously you need ME to protect you, or you're hopeless, so I don't see WHY you should complain, unless it's ningen custom to never mate again?"

 

"It isn't," she said. "He's dead and gone."

 

"Then do you agree?" he asked quietly. "Because if you are amenable, I must ask the Prince for permission to pursue you in the traditional Saiyan way."

 

"Wait, this is all so fast," she whispered. "What the heck is involved in this anyway?"

 

"I will tell you, if you wish to know," he said quietly, fingering her cheek.

 

"I deserve to know what I'm getting into but what about my children?" she asked quietly.

 

"It is Saiyan custom for a male to adopt the children of a widowed female, if her mate dies in combat. It's not unheard of. I can teach them much, and after all, they've been fostered by my brother already so they are acquainted with challenging power.”

 

"But you know less about children then I do," she laughed.

 

"I can learn," Raditz said quietly, leaning down to nip her ear.

 

"You big hairy baboon, what am I going to do with you!" she groaned.

 

"I can name a few things but they must wait till after breakfast, and an audience with the Prince," he said, growling and licking his lips.

 

***