Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Ten no Ai ❯ Part 3 ( Chapter 3 )

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"Show me Bejiita" I say to the disk. A picture of his handsome face appears. The image moves as he moves.

"This is how I was able to see you. It was a little present from the Grand Kai. He "took a lah-kin to meh" and gave me this." I say mimicking his accent as best I can. We both stare into the mirror as it pans up and down Bejiita's body.

|I forgot the disk is linked to the holder's thoughts!|

"So, just how much did you watch me exactly?" Bejiita asks coyly.

|Kami he must hear every thought in my head!|

I say nothing but the crimson on my cheeks is answer enough.

"Hn. Ecchi."

I turn an even darker shade at having been found out so easily.

I wouldn't go into the details with him. Maybe another day.

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An hour went by as we asked the disk to see various people. Snickering when ever we catch someone in a compromising position or doing something terribly embarrassing. Had they know we are watching.

Not one for voyeurism, Bejiita sits back and looks up at the ceiling. I move to put the disk away. As I get up he asks behind me:

"You know you never answered my question."

"Hm? What?"

"What <i>took</i> you?" It wasn't for Kuripa was it?"

A pause.

"No."

Another longer pause.

"He tried for it again today."

"And that means?" he spits out angrily, demanding an answer. I can hear the anger and annoyance rising in him.

"On the way to Heaven's Market. He tried to....but I told him never to touch me again. I already have the one I need," I say in a tone that left no room for debate. My declaration seems to please my prince and his mood lightens again.

"I hope one day he finds his, I guess special someone." I go on.

"Yea. For his sake!" Bejiita says in half threat.

"Is that why he kept sneaking peeks at you earlier?"

"He wasn't looking at me. His glances were directed at you."

"Why me? I thought it was <i>your</i> ass he was after."

|Must he be so crass?|

"Yes..you know me, Bejiita says with a toothy grin.

"He just wanted to see you." See the one I was pining over all this time. "He said he was happy for me. That I was finally able to be with you again."

"I guess since he was smiling at you so much he approves."

"I didn't ask for his opinion!" he says turning up his nose and crossing his arms. I just smile. He may have changed a lot, but some old habits are hard to break.

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The tournaments only 6 days away now. I know Kakarotto will fight there too. He's the only one I'm really worried about. I also haven't seriously trained in quite some time. There is no room of time and space, nor a gravity chamber for me to practice in. It will be a big change to train the old fashioned way again. I don't know what my mate's training regiment has been like. If he's been working at all. Since I'm not sure what his business with Shenron entails he may not have even had the time. I hate to admit it, but I hope that's is the case. My chances of winning might be even slimmer otherwise.

Though I would like to know one thing.

"Ne..Koi, what do you think that prize will be?"

He ponders that for a moment then answers.

"Maybe a life time supply of Kuripa!" he says snickering like the fool he tends to be. I try to look at him sourly, pretending to be annoyed. But a small smile tugs at my lips before I chuckle a bit too. He knows how much of a sweet tooth I have.

|A soft spot for hard candy and a hard spot that throbs only for him|

After that thought suddenly pops in my head, I decide to start training now. No time like the present.

|That, and if I don't get out of here soon, we'll spend the entire week in bed instead of training|

"Would that be so bad?" he asks mimicking my usual smirk.

"Hn" I answer and transmit out of the house. I can almost see his disappointed pout in my mind's eye.

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I haven't lost as much of my battle savvy as I'd thought. I decide to meditate. I realized that going from zero to sixty would not be very wise. It would do more harm than good.

A fierce battle between myself and a faceless enemy goes in a mental arena. Scenarios and obstacles my mind has created of me over-coming a fictitious being. I used to imagine it was Kakarotto I fought with. But since the most recent turn of events, and when I realized m feelings for him, that changed. I can no longer bring myself to cause him any serious harm. That all consuming drive to defeat him, crush him and see that will and strength I always wanted to posses bleed out of his eyes. The sadistic pleasure to know that I was the one who took that away from him. It's not even an issue now. There may be some part of me, long forgotten that may still enjoy such a thing. But it's so small now, it's hardly noticeable. I'm surprised it still exists at all.

Now it's the formless demons I fight with, remnants of the ones that once plagued me after Kakarotto's departure. The dark, vague shapes with eerie smiles and glowing red eyes. Much like what my mind created when I first heard of the androids so long ago.

It's just you and me now bakemono!

Round house with the right leg quickly followed by a spinning back kick with the left leg and then the right again. 'It' blocks most but the last gets 'It' right in what looks to be a face. He retaliates. High block; right arm, low block left arm. Five small, but effective, rapid fire ki blasts are launched from my hands. The smell of rain and electricity is always strong smell afterwards. My hands are warmer than usual. But I have no time to muse about it. 'It' comes back with a vengeance and a knee straight for my unprotected side.

"Uhg...fucker!!!" I scream at 'It' over my slight coughing. I hear 'It' give a sickening, chuckle, somewhat like Furiiza's.

"Hm hm hm UHnK!!" 'It's' laughter is cut short when I ram my fist into 'It's' 'nose' and follow up with a vicious kick, tearing off 'It's' imaginary head. Though defeated, another always rises to take 'It's' place. 'It' lunges for me.

"Hn." I block easily with my left knee. Throwing 'It' slightly off balance, I take the opportunity to practice one of my more showy moves and deliver a blow to 'It's' head with a kick and a back flip. Landing gracefully some feet away. 'It' is not phased for long and dishes out a flurry of punches and kicks.

High block.

Low kick.

Duck.

Move left one step, then right.

One spinning trip and 'It' hits the ground, but no thud or sound is made. 'It' has no mass, no weight. Why would it? 'It' only becomes solid an instant before a blow.

Another vague creature sprints towards me.

Only three ki blast this time. The sound they make almost like a gun going off.

"HA! Was that the BEST you coul--"

<i>Jiiiiiiita</i> a voice sounds. I'm all too familiar with it's owner.

|Kakarotto|

I won't let him distract me!

"Can Bejiita come out and play?" he would say.

He comes here while I meditate, purring low in the back of his throat, tail lashing. His scent is only this strong when he wants some..attention. He tries to convince me to quit for a while. An hour. Half an hour. Thirty minutes..ten..five, 'it wouldn't take him long' he says.

"Ne..Jiiita..."

But for the third time today I resist and he pouts again because he doesn't get his way.

Not that I'm not tempted.

But this time he doesn't leave. He stays, he sits too close to me. I can feel his warm breath on my cheek. He moves closer still. I crack one eye open to see him on all fours at my side. Hands on either side of my hips as I sit. His chest against my arm, so I can feel the purr rumbling beneath it. His breath is a little labored. My eyebrows scrunch as I try to concentrate on..training.

"Jiiiita..just once...just a little taste..."

|Must he say my name that way?|

"..Jiita..ggngngng.." he says as if he heard me. My name turning into a throaty purr. His whinny pleas are starting to get to me. He leans in even closer and purrs in my ear before moving away. I keep my eyes closed, as if I were actually able to go back to meditating. Not with him in the room.

Then he strokes my face with his downy, sable tail before wrapping it around my head. The tip moving under my lower lip.

"Ah..uunnn.." I let out a breathy, shuddering moan. He must know what that does to me. It may seem strange to any one else, licking my face with his tail. But to a saiyajin, it's like your lover rubbing his penis over your face and pushing it's soft tip against your lips, a not so subtle way of begging you to lick it. I do just that as his thick tail pushes past my lips. I flick my tongue over it just once, and hear him shriek in pleasure. I shudder wantonly at the sound he makes.

|Haven't heard that one in a while|

I wonder if his tail is even more sensitive than mine. He didn't have the training I had for such things.

I barely noticed my own frantic breathing but I did feel his gyrating hips nudge me every so often. My hands were fists in my lap as I try to stop them from going between his legs. From going between my own.

|I'd say he's distracted me quite a bit|

I moan around his furry appendage and feel it shiver and jerk in my mouth.

After a short while, he calms ever so slightly. He slowly pulls his tail away, letting it slide over my face one last time.

"Ooh.." the beginning of another groan is drowned by Kakarotto's searing and sudden kiss. His lips are so sweet. He puts his hands where his tail once was, tangling them in my dark hair. He crushes his mouth against mine. I find myself mewing when he tries to swallow my tongue.

|Kami, I love that|

He uses his free arm to wrap around my waist and pull me up on my knees from the seza position I try to maintain. Then his large hand slides down to sqeeze my rear. For several breathless minutes we stayed like that, melded together. Pressed from head to knee. Never breaking our slow lip lock.

Kakarotto finally brakes the kiss but bit my bottom lip gently. Tugging on it slightly before pulling away. I finally open my eyes again to see the calmness return to his.

"I think that should last me a little while" he says smiling. Then just as suddenly he came, he went. Leaving me here with a quivering tail and an ache between my legs. Maybe training <i>could</i> wait.

That may have sufficed for him, but it made me worse.

"Damn it! Now I have to start meditating all over again!!"

TBC

*The fighting sequence I described was from a round in the DBZ game Final Bout I played a while back

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[1]Koi = lover

[2] bakemono = monster

[3] Seza = sitting upright with your legs tucked under you, your hands face down right above your knees and leaning forward slightly. A traditional position most martial artists take when either meditating or listening to their sensei's teachings.