Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyazon Origins ❯ Heaven or Hell? ( Chapter 11 )

 

Chapter 11

 

The next week was hell for the both of us…..

 

I spent all my time writing in pain, moaning in want, and overheating in a room in Gohan and Videl's home. It was the worst pain I'd ever felt. It felt like being stabbed and thrown into a fiery pit all at once. Sometimes I would lie in pain shivering while sweating, and scream out in pain and other times I would become delusional or enraged, wanton, my eyes would glaze over and go into a shock of sorts and the only word I could speak during these times was “Turles.”

 

Back at the Barracks Turles's pain was emotional. He couldn't make any sense of his jumbled feelings. His heart and instinct begged him to run to me and take me as his mate, in hopes of my forgiveness for his prior actions, yet every lesson he had ever learned that was forever ingrained in his hard drive chastised him for his weakness, and his pride was left in broken shards whenever he allowed himself to admit his guilt in trying to seduce, in what saiyan standards was considered, a child……

 

Yet he couldn't bring himself to think of me as a child, he was loathe to believe it.

 

He trained hard, pushing himself most of the time to injury because of his distracted mental state, he tried hard to forget, and part of him wished I had never appeared. Another part of him cried out in horror and loneliness when the thought of not knowing me crossed his mind.

 

He smashed into the wall of the gravity chamber once again, being defeated by the training droids, grunting at the collision. He slid to the floor and just lay there. `What's wrong with me?'

 

In defeat he finally rose and left the gravity chamber hoping a shower would do some good, although it never did. Sleep evaded him as well and when he did sleep he dreamt of me.

 

It was the first day of the second week and I was still writing in pain in bed, and it seemed to just be getting worse. Gohan and Videl watched me from the doorway, both wishing they could do something to help.

 

“This is awful Gohan, isn't there anything that can be done?”

 

“Vegeta says the only way to end her pain is for her to mate, and he doesn't want her choosing her mate during her first heat, especially after what happened with Turles.” Gohan explained.

 

Videl shook her head sadly. “I feel so sorry for her. Do you think Pan will go through this same thing?” Videl asked a little worry invading her normally determined voice.

 

Gohan patted her shoulder and smiled. “Don't worry hun, Pan is only a quarter saiyan and besides saiyan women have been going through heat for thousands of years, I'm sure it's not fatal.”

 

Videl nodded her eyes sparkling with sympathy for the girl on the bed. She walked to my side with a washcloth in hand and dabbed at her sweating face. “Poor girl.” She whispered.

 

After my two caretakers had left the room I tossed and turned, my rational mind slipping away with the setting sun. Finally I lost it….

 

“Turles.” I whispered and stood up with a renewed strength of determined obsession and went to the window, it was locked so I punched it, the glass shattered and the pane cracked. My bloodied knuckles were not noticed as I flew threw the window at a hurried pace to the Barracks where I knew my man was waiting.

 

The crash of the glass had caught the attention of Gohan who raced up the stairs and threw open the door to find a broken window and an empty bed. “Shit!” He muttered. He ran back down the stairs and grabbed the phone a confused Videl watching him from the sink where she was doing dishes while Pan munched her dessert.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Bulma put Vegeta on.” Gohan said urgently. Bulma didn't question the demi saiyan and patched the call threw to the gravity chamber.

 

“What?” Vegeta grunted when he heard the dull hum of the phone threw the speakers.

 

“Vegeta, we have a problem….”

 

Turles stood, his arm resting against his window frame staring out the open window at the setting sun. His expression was grim and his eyes were sad. `I wish Holly was here.' His heart begged the sunset of its own accord, denying his mind counsel in the matter.

 

But you know be careful what you wish for……

 

He sensed the approaching ki only seconds before I launched myself threw the open window into Turles's unsuspecting arms. He staggered back a step his eyes wide not believing I was real at first, but his arms reflexively held me as I clung to him for dear life.

 

My legs slid down till I was touching the floor, but still bound to Turles's chest by his strong hands on my upper harms.

 

“Turles!” I shouted breathlessly holding him and inhaling his masculine scent.

 

“Holly?” He questioned looking down at me with wide eyes of confusion. “What are you doing here?”

 

I giggled softly and gave him a seductive smile he had not seen on my face before. “Why to come see you of course.” I whispered huskily and jumped up wrapping my legs securely around his hips, my tail winding around his waist as I kissed him passionately, molding my body as best I could to his.

 

Turles was stunned but returned the kiss in a haze. This was the first time I had initiated a kiss and he was more than willing to allow it, regardless of the circumstances. He pulled me flush with his chest and kissed me with all his passion and strength.

 

When he finally rose for breath I didn't seem a bit phased by the power of his kiss, the heat seemed to have given me abounding stamina. I grinned and ground my core against his hardened shaft. I slowly rubbed his shoulders back and forth in a slow soothing rhythm while I leaned my mouth towards his ear and whispered. “Take me Turles.”

 

My tail wrapped around and squeezed his thigh as I licked the shell of his ear. Turles was almost at a complete loss for thought and his hands were of their own accord running his hands up and down my spine. “Holly…..we….we….can't…..”

 

I moaned wantonly unable to control my passion. I bucked my hips against his and begged. “Please Turles, I want you to make the pain stop. I want to mate with you. I want to have your children, please.”

 

Turles shivered at my words and my movements. He was having more and more trouble saying no. He wanted me and my next whispered plea of please drove him over the edge of reason and he pulled me into a fierce kiss as he pinned me to the bed and moved his hand down towards the hem of my shirt. Before we could go any further the door was flung open and Radditz entered.

 

Turles looked up, but didn't release me and I was completely oblivious to the presence of the other saiyan as I had the one I wanted already in my arms.

 

“Turles! Stop!” Radditz shouted.

 

Turles's breathing was labored as he tried to focus on Radditz, but my scent had clouded his mind. “Why?” Turles asked.

 

“Because Turles, she doesn't really want you. She's in heat. If you take her like this she won't remember it afterwards.”

 

Radditz's words hit Turles like a bucket of cold water. He stared down at my flushed face as I groped and begged below him. “But she said that…..”

 

“She's in heat Turles she doesn't know what's she doing or saying. She just wants the pain to stop.”

 

Turles stared down into my glazed over blue eyes as he tried to deal with the reality. I pulled on his shoulders insistently. “Please, Turles Please, I need you!” Turles leaned down and put one hand and my hair and kissed me softly. He pulled away and stared longingly into my eyes.

 

Then with a smack the world went dark for me as Turles found the pressure point on my neck and rendered me unconscious. He stood up and pulled me up onto the bed to rest comfortably. He brushed my hair out of my face and whispered. “There, you shouldn't be in any pain for a while at least.”

 

Radditz watched the whole scene his eyes softening at the sight of Turles's unusual tenderness, any idiot could see that he cared for the girl, even if he couldn't yet.

 

Turles looked up at Radditz with a hard stare that showed eyes with broken emotion. Without a word Turles walked passed Radditz out of the room. “Where you going?”

 

“Somewhere where I can't be tempted to hurt her.”