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Moonlight	By : Maddiesan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 5737 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: What? An update? GET OUT OF HERE.

Moonlight

Chapter 11: Tricky
"What?"
Her father met her stare but he did not utter a word. Instead, he kept on chewing his breakfast, his onyx eyes boring into her cerulean orbs. His large fingers were wrapped around his metal fork, the tip of it resting upon his white cream plate. He annoyed her when he did that. Why did he have to stare at her instead of speaking like a normal person? She sighed, allowing her shoulders to slump down which made the sleeves of her blue shirt fall unto the crease of her elbows. Her annoyance grew, vibrating through her aura, but it did not unsealed his tightly shut lips.
She let her fork drop upon her plate, clinking as it did so. "What?"
He offered her a small shrug.
"Then why are you staring at me?"
"You know exactly why," he replied while planting his fork in his slice of ham.
"No, I don't."
"The boy."
She knew who that was. Why, why did everyone always want to talk about Goten? Could they not see that she was sick and tired of talking about him? Did her whole life really have to revolve around him? It was bad enough that they were bound to each other, did he have to invade every fucking aspect of her life? She managed to finally leave him speechless and in need. She needed to keep track of her goal and free herself from him. Her life was much better without him in it and she deserved so much more than what he had to offer. All he gave her was guilt and obligation. No love, no desire.
Sure, he kissed her. Sure, he wanted her.
But did any of that truly come from him? How was she to know it did not come from the fucking bond? The stupid moon?
"What about him?"
"You can't free yourself from this."
"Yeah, you've said that," her eyes narrowed, "like a million times."
"But you keep trying."
He usually observed from afar and he liked to keep himself out of such situations. However, she was his daughter. Nobody noticed but he did; she was destroying herself. Whatever she was doing, she was destructing herself from inside. He wished she had no feeling for the idiot's spawn. He had hoped that idiot would not feel anything for his daughter. However, he rarely got what he wanted. His daughter wanted the fool and the fool wanted her back - even if he was not willing to admit it yet. That was mostly due to his earthling heritage. He saw the situation as wrong. If he were raised on Vegetasei, such mindset would not exist and this whole damn thing would be solved.
Of course, if Vegetasei existed, his daughter would have never mated a third class warrior.
"I'll fix it."
"You won't."
She loudly slammed her hand down the wooden table, forcing it to wobble under the pressure. "Do you have anything useful to add to the conversation?"
He smirked. She certainly had her mother's temper. "You could be using the bond."
"What?"
"You two are linked. Use it to make him suffer." His daughter was not calm, she was not kind; she got what she wanted and revenge was what she sought. He could not kill the boy for what he did to her. He could not break this mating bond but there could be a way to make him pay without hurting his daughter. He knew that idiot wounded Bura's pride. It was the reason he beat him to a pulp when he first learned of this. Perhaps it was time his daughter got some of her pride back. It was not as though she was going to abandon her plans of revenge any time soon. That might help the process along a bit.
She did not want to be intrigued, she did not want to ask, but she did regardless. "How?"
He smirked, his eyes glimmering. "He feels what you feel."
She frowned. "I never felt his emotions before."
"That's because neither of you were trying. You have to feel the bond."
She rarely saw her father be so vocal about a situation. Clearly the cause was the hint of darkness that always lurked behind his eyes. It was there, deep inside. She knew some of his past - what her mother would allow her to learn, and she knew it was not all butterflies and rainbows. Sometimes, she saw a glimpse of the man he used to be.
"How do I feel the bond?"
"Close your eyes and concentrate on it."
"But what kind of things?"
He infuriated her to a point that she was fairly certain everyone could feel her anger. That would not make the situation any better and it would not help her get the revenge she desperately sought.
Her father did not reply. Instead he grabbed his plate, the edge clinging against the table, and he rose to his feet. He disappeared without saying a word while she remained there, mouth gaping. How could he only give her half of an answer? She narrowed her eyes but she already knew the truth; if her father stopped there, she was not going to get another word out of him. Often, she got her way with him but she knew which battles she could win and which she would lose. Well, she was her mother's daughter - she was a genius. She should technically be able to figure out how to make him pay right? He feels what you feel. Those were her father's words.
Anger was scratched off the list.
Pain was not even considered.
… Lust?
Hm, perhaps it was the reason why her father left without saying her word. It was not as though he would actually tell her to make Goten suffer by torturing him sexually. She cringed; yeah that was probably the reason. Then again, she would not have wanted to have that conversation with him. She shivered in disgust before rising to her feet. She was going to do it. She was going to make him pay for treating her like dirt and toying with her feelings. Though she had to be sure the situation was optimal. Sure, torturing him while he was alone at home sounded fun - but doing it in a very public place sounded even funner. An evil smirk drew upon her lips and she snatched her phone from her back pocket.
Hey. Where are you?
It was Goten. He probably would not think much of it right? Granted she left him wanting the last time they see each other but… all the more reason for him to reply to her. He would want to have one of those talks he was so fond of lately. On cue, her phone dinged and her smile grew in size.
Hey. Hm, at my mom's why?
She snickered to herself and shoved it back in her pocket. It was all she needed to know to make him suffer. And he did not need to know her reasons. Plus, it allowed her to remain a bit mysterious. She was to have the upper hand now - not him.
Bura barely cast a glance in direction of her father as she bolted upstairs. Her mother was working, her brother was working and - her father was going to leave her alone. She did not have to worry about interruptions and she was going to go all out. Although the thought of it was a bit embarrassing. Hopefully it would work. What if she did all this but was unable to properly connect to the bond? Then it would all be for nothing. And how would she know if it worked? She doubted Goten was going to share that little incident with her. Crap. Maybe she should have tried asking her dad a bit more questions than what she asked.
Too late now.
No way she could face him and ask questions knowing what she was about to do.
She inhaled deeply, giving herself courage and then she locked herself in her bedroom. Her heart raced as she headed in direction of her bed. She was no virgin - which was clearly obvious given the mark on her neck but it was not as though she often did that kind of thing. Despite the fact that she was alone in her bedroom, her cheeks were bright red. She snuck under her blankets, trying to chase away the feeling of shame that overwhelmed her. She gripped the edge of her pink comforter and pulled it until it covered her chest. She closed her eyes, her body sprawled out in the bed, melting with the soft mattress. Bura tried to follow her father's advice and attempted to connect with the bond - however the hell one did that.
Bura let her thoughts wonder and she found herself picturing Goten in her mind. That had to be a good start right? She imagined his spiky, out of control hair, his wide grin, his strong muscular chest, his large hands that sent shiver down her spine every time they caressed her body… and that was going somewhere way too fast. Okay, no she had to start this all over again. Thinking about him could not be the way to fix this. It had to be something else. She re-focused her attention and tried to focus on the mark that was left on her neck. It was where he bit her, where he made her his forever, consequences be damned.
She squeezed her eyes shut forceful trying to find something - anything that might give her indications… and then ping. She felt it - the surge, the burning sensation coming from her neck. It was there. It was like a ki - but not really. It did not belong to a person, it was inside of her. She clamped her hand over it as if she was going to lose it and inhaled deeply. Alright, she needed to focus on that pulse of energy and everything should work out just fine. She could do this. At least nobody was there to see her embarrassment. She wished she could see his face - or rather his family's face when all of it went done. Oh well. It would still be fun.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, deep inside the woods, Goten was sitting down for breakfast with his mother and his brother Gohan. His father was off training somewhere - and Goten was dying to join him. Unfortunately, he did not escape his mother's clutches and frankly it was best if he remained in her good graces. Things were a bit tense since his relationship to Bura was announced and he did not want to make the whole situation worse. Of course, each time he lied to his mother, it killed him a little inside. What else was he supposed to do? Announce that he was a bigger fuck up than everyone thought? He could not do that.
Especially not with his perfect brother standing so close.
Oh and that was another fun story altogether; his brother was not happy about the whole Bura thing. Something about her being almost the same age as Pan angered Gohan. Not that he could blame him - he felt the same way.
"So, Goten, how's Bura?" Chichi asked as she took another bite of her pancakes.
"Yeah, Goten, how's Bura? Enjoying - what is it… high school?"
Goten cleared his throat, trying to lessen the atmosphere. "She's great, mom." He turned his head to look at his brother. "She's actually done with university."
She was her mother's daughter and inherited her genius. At least she was not hanging in a high school. That did make the whole process a bit easier. He could not imagine himself going to meet her up at her high school. Actually, he should not even be meeting up with her. Well, they both accepted the fact that it could not be a reality. They needed to see each other or they became miserable.
"Yes, that most make her so mature."
Goten's eyes narrowed. "Listen -" He wanted to tell his brother the whole truth, explain to him that he had no choice but that would contradict the story he told his mother. He said he loved her, that he was going to wait for her but the overwhelming feeling of the bond gave them no choice. If he said he was not the least bit interested in her prior to that night… he could not.
"Yeah, the full moon. I heard it. Doesn't change the fact that you were interested in her." His brother could be somewhat of a knuckle head but he was always a good kid with a pure heart. This went against everything he was supposed to believe in. Although he was not appreciative of the full moon situation, he knew it made things difficult. He experienced it himself with Videl - although until Vegeta explained it to him a few days ago, he did not know it was that - and he felt his own restraints pulling away. Still, it did not explain why his brother wanted to date Bura, way before the full moon even came was a child, mere years older than Pan.
"It's complicated."
"That's enough," Chichi said as she slammed down her fork. "Your brother is with Bura now and that's just the way things are." Honestly, she knew the girl was a bit young but - she herself fell in love at such a young age… sometimes, situations were complicated and it could not be helped. At least it was serious and committed relationship and Goten intended to do the right thing by Bura. At this point it was the best he could do.
"Doesn't mean it's right," Gohan argued.
"Yeah well, we'll see how you feel in a couple of years when it happens to Pan." He was so sick of his brother judging him. He might deserve it but he already judged himself enough. Everything in his head was chaos.
"It won't happen to her."
"Oh why? You think you're a more protective father than Vegeta?"
That shut up Gohan immediately. It was hard to be more distrusful than Vegeta and he kept a careful watch on his daughter. He never let her go on dates, he did not let her kiss a boy. Then this happened - despite his best efforts. It meant nothing.
Gohan leaned back into his chair, his fork gripped tightly in his hand. His brother had a point - Vegeta was as protective as they got. And now he feared for his daughter - although the only person who could even have an interest in his daughter was … Trunks. He was going to have to watch Pan and make sure Trunks did not get anywhere near his daughter. He did not want this for her, especially not at such a young age. Bura and Goten were stuck together - forever. Nothing was going to break their bond or they would have broken it by now. Unless… he did not know. He knew his brother said he had feelings for Bura but Gohan could not think they were that intense…or they would have noticed it… no?
Goten let a smirk form on his face at his small victory.
"If you two don't behave, you're going to go home without training." She hated that there was such discord in her house. They were brothers, it should not be that way.
Goten leaned into his chair and kept his lips tightly shut. He managed to shut up his brother and he did not intend on pushing it any further. It would be bad. His mother was irritated enough as it was and frankly he did not want to have her bad mood directed towards him. Gohan could take all the crap for once. Though he doubted his mother would scream at him. He was about to dive back into his delicious breakfast when suddenly, a wave of heat traveled through his body. He froze in mid movement, his charcoal orbs widening. What. His breathing rate accelerated and a slight tremble plagued his left hand. A single drop of sweat traveled the back of his neck, al the way to the bottom of his back.
What was happening?
He tried to keep a straight face as he finally shoved a bite of pancake in his mouth. He chewed with difficult, almost grinding his teeth. He was wound tight, a pressure upon his chest.
"Goten, are you alright?"
He met his mother's eyes briefly, offering her a nod.
Then the worst happened. He felt the blood rush downwards, provoking an erection in his jeans. His eyes bulged, and he could no longer keep his straight face.
"Honey, you're flushed. Are you sure you're okay?"
His mother needed to stop talking. She needed to stop with the questions. His face turned read, the heat traveling to his whole body. It hurt, it was actually painful. He was so hard that his pants were too constricting. It pulsed every now and then, forcing him to bite back a moan. He wanted to focus on boring things - or even simply the fact that he was sitting at dinner with his mother but nothing worked. He could not even focus his thoughts long enough. Instead, all he thought of was her. Memories began to flood his mind and he was powerless to chase them away. No, no, not now, not now, he begged. Anytime but now.
He could hear her pant under him and he could feel her fidget under his touch. It was already too much to bear and the more he rammed into her, the harder she clenched around him. He dug his finger in her skin, once again probably marking her porcelain flesh. It didn't matter though; nobody would see it because nobody would have her like this except him. She was his possession, his drug.
A loud moan escaped her pouting lips and he knew it was time.
"Come for me, Princess," he ordered.
Oh god, no, no. He sat up rapidly and then, before anyone could notice what is actually problem was, he sped to the bathroom. He slammed the door behind him and made sure to look it before bending over the sink. He turned on the water and rapidly splashed his face, hoping to bring himself back to his senses. The sensation in his pants was unbearable; he had never been this hard in his entire life. It was so sensitive that he was certain that if he touched it, he would come. How was that even possible? It could not be blame on the full moon; it was morning for crying out loud. Why, why was he plagued by the memories of their hazy first time?
She threw her head back and grabbed his hair forcefully at the feeling. At this point, she was beginning to pant and her body was begging to be taken. Why did he insist on teasing her like this? She licked her lips in anticipation while gently grinding her hips. His every touch was sending her into heaven and her body throbbed each time he laid a hand on her.
A smirk appeared on Goten's face as he gently inserted one digit inside her dripping womanhood. Once he felt how tight she was around his finger, he immediately made the deduction that she was a virgin.
Suddenly he stopped throwing water in his face and instead tilted his head backwards. A groan was torn from his throat and one of his hands traveled to his pants. He cupped himself through the fabric, desperate to relieve some of the tension.
Knock. Knock. "Goten? You alright?"
Oh for fuck's sake would his mother ever leave him alone?
"I'm fine."
"Go-"
"I SAID I'M FINE." He did not mean to yell, he truly did not but it slipped him. He was wind up, his fingers crisped, his heart racing. Could she not take a hint?
"Young man, we're going to have a discussion as soon as you come out of that bathroom."
He banged his fist against the counter before crumpling to the ground, his hand still on his covered erection. Tears of frustration pooled in his eyes and he grind his teeth together, begging for the sweet release. He could not take this, he could not do this. Already he was teased by his last encounter with Bura…he could not hold back much longer. He gave up. He unzipped his pants and then shoved a hand down his boxers. He wrapped his fingers around his erection and began pumping his hand around his cock. Everything around him melted and his thoughts were focused on Bura. Her long legs wrapped around him, her tiny hands squeezing his biceps, her lips stretched while she -
He came.
Heat pulsed through him and his release exploded upon his hand and the counter in front of him. He was left there panting, half sitting, half laying, with his hand still around his penis.
What in the world happened?

-M-
The TV offered a small flicker in the dark room as Bura cozied up to her blanket, her eyes locked on her screen. After a rather eventful morning, she spent the rest of the day pampering herself; after all, she needed - and deserved it. When the night rolled in, she settled for a movie and some popcorn. She could have used the huge screen downstairs but her brother was home and frankly she was not convinced that she could see look anyone in the eyes at the moment. It was best if she stayed locked in her own bedroom for the night. The thought of it made her cheeks turn a bright red. She shook her head and re-focused on her sappy love movie.
What a load of crap.
And yet she could not help but watch it.
She snuck a hand out of her blanket and grabbed a handful of popcorn. She proceeded to shoving it in her mouth when suddenly her cellphone pinged and lite up. She frowned, not expecting anyone to talk to her. She finished chewing her popcorn and retrieved her cellphone. She slid it open, only to see it was a text message from Goten. Good thing she finished eating or she might have choked on her food. She opened it while her heart raced; did he know, did he figure it out? How could he? It was not as though her father would have shared that bit of knowledge with him. She calmed herself before reading the text message.
Open the door.
The door?
Her eyes snapped to her glass balcony door and she froze. There, behind the pink curtains she could see a dark figure. He was at her house? Oh no, that was not the plan, not the plan. It was supposed to be a sweet revenge that would leave him far away from her for a while. She needed enough time to chase him out of her mind and remind herself that he was no good for her. He certainly was not supposed to show up after she got herself all worked up while thinking about him. Panic shook her core and she jumped to her feet. It was too late now; he texted her, he was here. He knew she was in her bedroom - all alone.
She put on her best straight face, so that he would not know her panic, and walked to the balcony. She slid the glass door open, waiting for his reveal. He stepped in front of her, a haze in his eyes.
"Can I come in?" his voice was low, like a whisper caressing her skin.
"We'll you're already here," she snapped.
He froze and she saw that despite his forthcoming attitude, he actually was not going to come in without her approval. She sighed and moved out of the way to let him in. She should have sent him the other way but she could not. She was too curious to know why he came to her so rapidly.
Once he was inside she went behind him and closed the door before turning around. She furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her arms in front of her chest, a hip cocked to the side. "Well?"
He tried to look at her but he could not meet her eyes. How could he? He had a hard on about her at breakfast - in front of his mother. It took him over an hour before he calmed down and even then, his nightmare was not over; his mother yelled at him for a while he was forbidden from sparring with his brother or father for a very long time. And now that Trunks was on the hot and cold with him, he was not going to be able to let any steam out. This whole ordeal was about to kill him. He was not going to make it. Also, to be honest, he was not sure what he was doing in her bedroom. It was perhaps the worst idea he ever had.
Did he want to know if she was plagued by the same embarrassing situation as he was or did he come because his body was on fire, demanding more?
"I- something happened today," he began as he took as step back.
Bura kept her straight face on and said nothing. So it did work.
"I - did anything weird happen to you today?" It was faint and she could not see it because of the darkness of her bedroom but he was blushing.
"Something weird? Like what?" Again, she had the power and she intended on making him squirm.
He scratched the back of his head. "Unusual?"
"I didn't ask for a synonym. I asked for an exemple."
"I don't know just something out of the ordinary."
She tapped her chin with her index, pretending to think. "No. Everything's normal. Why? Did something happen to you?" There was snark in her words and a narrowing of her eyes. Oh yeah, he truly was at his mother's house when it happened. She could not have asked for anything better than that. It was fantastic.
There was a darkness in her voice that he did not recognize. Almost as if she expected what he said - but how could she? "No- no."
"Then why do you ask? If you're just planning on wasting my time, you can go," she said as she gestured to the door.
No, she definitively had nothing to do with all this. And she was right; he was only wasting her time, he had no reason to be here. "Alright."
She blinked slowly, baffled by his answer; did he agree with her? He was just going to leave because she told him to? That was rather disappointing; she did not expect him to give in so easily. He was supposed to be a bit more riled up than that. She teased him the other day, then she forced him to - yeah. He should be - not like this. Her revenge was not sweet at all; it was disappointing.
"Then go."
He nodded and then began to walk past her. His shoulder brushed up against hers and he stopped. Every nerve ending in his body was jolting, reacting to the touch. What happened earlier sent him in an overdrive, it forced him to lose all control and it was a new experience. It also gave him flashes of that night, the one that was so hazy, the one that happened though neither of them knew why or how. He was supposed to walk out, he was supposed to leave this place and leave her be because it was the right thing to do. Except - except it hurts in his chest. The thought of pulling away tugged at his heart string and it made his body shake.
Walk away, he told himself.
But he did not. Instead, he grabbed her wrist.
She froze and held her breathe. "Goten?"
He tugged at it and then collided her chest with his. "I don't wanna do this. It shouldn't be like this. It's so wrong that it kills me."
"Gote-"
"It's hard B. There's all these things I'm supposed to do, all these things I'm supposed to feel and now I don't know which one is right." She was supposed to be like a little sister. She was supposed to never be a woman. He should not feel anything for her, he should not want her. Was that what he was supposed to feel? Or what he felt sometimes was due to the moon or the bond? He did not know how he could ever trust himself again.
She wanted to be mean, she wanted to hate him but she recognized the sadness in his eyes; she saw it in her own two eyes in the past. Sometimes she wondered if she loved him as much as she did because she actually loved him - or it was the moon's fault. She wanted it to be all because of a spell, a witching tradition that forced her to feel that way. It was easier than to be a sick puppy in love with someone who would never look at her twice. And she did not know why he refused to see her as a woman - it hurt, it truly did.
"I don't know, Goten. I don't know either."
It was not the same thing, the same inner conflict but it plagued her life.
"I know I hurt you." He swallowed. "But - I this isn't right."
There it was the same old excuse. "Then why are you here? Why are you holding me back?"
Because if he released her, she might slip away. But those were not the words he said out loud. "I - I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know what I need. I'm going crazy."
The thought of this morning was enough to send some blood rushing down and it brought back a semi-erection. He cursed himself, hoping it would not worsen - it was the last thing he needed at the moment. And it made no sense that he would feel this way. Ever since he came to see her there was a deep sadness lodging itself in his heart. And beneath that, there was a desire to take revenge - but what would he possibly want to take revenge on? Nothing happened to him. Yes, the unfairness of the moon but there was nothing he could do about that. Why were his own feelings so confusing and impossible to handle?
"Why'd you come here Goten?"
"I told you, I wan-"
"Cut the crap," she said as she snatched her hand away. However, she did not distant her body from his.
"I don't know. I wanted to see you."
Those little words made her heart soar and confused her, disarming her from any comeback she might have had in store. She never thought he would admit something like that. Now, she felt guilty. She was so bent on revenge that nothing else mattered. Her mind was clouded by the anger and the need to detach herself from him. Had she been fooling herself this entire time? Could it be that she actually could not move on from him? Every time she took a step back, he pulled her back in. What was she supposed to do?
"I'm sorry," he finally admitted. "Listen, I'll go before I make this worse."
This time, he was true to his word. He actually took a step in direction of the door. The only problem was; this time she could not let him go. She reached out for his hand, grabbing his fingers with her two hands. He stopped as soon as he felt the tugged and turned to look at her.
"I'm watching a movie. Wanna watch?"
It was a movie. They used to do it in the past - although it was never romantic comedy but he could deal with it.
He waited, pondering the issue. Then he nodded. However, he did not move. She had to tug on his hand and carry him to the bed with her. She lifted her blankets and laid down under. He went around the bed and joined her but he never went under the blankets. Instead, he laid on top of it. It was safer that way. Still, he could feel her body near his and his heartbeat picked up. It was a bad idea altogether and yet, since the beginning of this whole mess, it was the first time he felt at peace. They were not bickering, they were not having sex under some weird influences. For a second, it felt like having his B-chan back. And he missed it.
He did used to get along well with her. It was a simple friendship. Someone who was like him, who understood him. She was half-saiyan, she knew the struggles, she knew… all of it. No secret, no restraint. It used to be so simple.
If only there was a way to get it back.

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