Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Slayer Mine ❯ Is This Love? ( Chapter 6 )

Giselle sat at the table, sipping a mug of hot chocolate that the woman, Chi Chi, had fixed for her. She had been there, with Piccolo and Vegeta, for about three days. She had never been for so long without her vamp-slash-monster hunting-slash-killing every night. She was anxious and felt out of place, needing to do something but not knowing what. Even the long hours training with Piccolo did not ease her feelings of restlessness.

She sighed and ran her long fingers through her hair, pulling it up and away from her face for a moment, looking as uneasy as she felt. Someone tapped her on the shoulder and gasped, having been taking by surprise. She turned to see a boy, nearly a man, standing there, hands on his hips, looking at her in the kind of way a person does when inspecting some weird zoo exibit.

"What?" She asked, turning the whole way about in her chair, "What's your deal, kid?"

"Don't call me kid!" He said, shoving his dark hair, which she noticed stuck up in strange angles that looked kinda…cute… "I heard your training with Piccolo."

She bit back a sarcastic remark, which would have been like second nature to her before…before all this…another way to defend herself. Instead she nodded; "He's my watcher."

"Your what?" He asked, confused, but before she could explain, he said; "Let's spar! I wanna see how strong you really are…or think you are!"

At last! Something she was familiar with! She grinned and jumped up, "You on! And I hope you know the number of a good doctor!"

"You've obviously never fought anyone with saiyan blood." He said after her, "I'll try to go easy on you!"

Piccolo watched from a short distance. He raised one of his eye-ridges slightly when he'd first seen Giselle and Goten start up, but after awhile he realized that it was logical they would find this to do. He was proud of his charge, she was holding up quite well in the fight. After a bit though, Goten got the upper hand and Giselle had to admit defeat.

It had been a very close fight though. He knew, had Giselle been just a normal human girl, that would not have been the case. But Goten, who had bragged about taking it easy on her, had had to struggle to win. He had seen it in the boy's sweat-drenched face and breif look of panic when he wasn't sure he'd actually win…and the threat that he was about to be beaten, by a girl, hung in the air between them.

Sweat dripping into her eyes and her dark hair frizzed from the heat, this place they had come to was much warmer than where she'd lived all her life…much, Giselle smiled up at Goten and shoved her hair out of her face. He took her hand and pulled her up, grinning broadly.

"That was fun!" He said, as if paying her compliment, "Your not bad."

"Same to you, kid." She winked, "Wanna get something to eat?"

"You can read minds, too?!" He gasped, falling backwards in mock surprise and laughed, she slugged him on the arm and shook her head.

"How `bout a pizza?" Goten asked as they entered the house, upon which Chi Chi, his mother, screamed; "You're getting my nice clean floor all dirty! Go get cleaned up! Both of you! This instant!"

"Sure, Mom, sorry!" Goten said, running up the stairs. Giselle just stood there, uncertain where she could…

"The other bathroom's down the hall, dear." Chi Chi said, coming to her rescue, thank god!

Giselle closed and locked the bathroom door. She stripped off her top and pants, that were, true be told, not much but rag now, after her little spar with Goten. Wow, that kid was strong! She'd told herself that she'd be ready for the next surprise that came her way. As she tested the water and found the right tempature, she realized that her quota for shocks was not even close to being full!

As the water from the showerhead tattooed across her back soothingly, Giselle's mind drifted. She went over the fight with Goten, looking for anything she might have done she needed to work on, as she did with every fight, be it during training or for her life while out doing her slaying business.

This time, as she turned around and allowed the water to play on the sensitive areas of her breasts and hardened nipples, to course waterways of warth and relaxation down the hollow of her stomach and over her womanly mound, her thoughts conjured up Goten's smiling, proud face and big brown eyes instead and her heart fluttered with an unfamiliar feeling beneath her breath.

He was cute, she found herself thinking before she could stop it. Suddenly, she reached out and yanked the water over to cold, gasping as the chill slapped her mind back to the present. "Get your mind back on what's important, girl!" She chided herself, "There's baddies out there and it's your job to get rid of them! Don't forget that, Giselle!"

Interrupting her thoughts, there came a sudden knock at the door; "Hey, Giselle! Pizza's here!" It was Goten. She cursed herself as her mind brought back the same thoughts she'd been trying to dismiss. She called out that she'd be out in a minute and he left her.

"What's the matter with you, girl?!" She said harshly, under her breath to herself, "You've never cared about boys before…why now?" She'd never had the time for them, she thought, answering her own question and when she did, on occation, run across one, he would just look at her like she was so much trash and walk away. She'd found it easier to hid her face behind dirt and sarcastic ways than been looked at and dismissed with disgust.

She looked in the mirror and combed the tangles from her wavy dark hair, trying to focus her thoughts on what was important…what was now…not on the way her heart was still pounding in her chest, or the way her hand holding the brush felt suddenly clammy or the odd sensation in her stomach that she'd never felt when dealing with any baddies…

If she'd had a girlfriend she could have confided in right then, Giselle could not have been sure she would not have spilled her guts and then asked her, What was going on? What was she feeling? But she had no one, no one, at least, who she could go to and speak with about…these things. She sighed again and finished with her hair.

There was another knock and Giselle held her breath for a moment, Chi Chi's voice rang out; "I have something for you to wear, dear." She said, and Giselle unlocked the door, standing wrapped in the white terrycloth towel, she took the garments from the woman and smiled, "I'm sorry about your floor, Chi Chi…"

"Oh, it's all right." Chi Chi smiled, "It's not your fault...you didn't know any better. Hurry up, though, your food'll be gone by the time you get to it!"

Giselle nodded and closed the door to get dressed. She looked down at the clothes in her hands and shrugged. Purple wasn't really her, but at least they were clean and smelled nice…and lacked holes! Which was more than could be said for the pitiful pile of scraps in the corner of the bathroom. She put them on and walked out to the kitchen.

Goten was eating, and it seemed like nothing would steer him from his mission, but he looked up as Giselle walked in and his eyes widened noticably; "Hey!" He greeted, his eyes moving brazenly down and then back up her body; "You clean up nice!"

She flushed and shoved herself down into a chair, grabbing a slice of the pepperoni pizza and biting into it to hide her embarracement at the bold compliment. She wasn't use to that kind of treatment and had no idea how to handle it. A foaming, blood-maddened demon from the seventh gate of hell? Sure, no problem, walk in the park and a big freaking piece of cake! But, compliments and attention from the opposite sex? She was at a complete loss!

Thank god for pizza!