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I Am Not the Killer	By : AnimeFetish18 Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 2672 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer- I do not own Dragonball Z/GT or any of the characters. Yadda yadda copy write Akira Toriyama.

Bra- 17

Android 17- 18

All other ages don�t matter at this point, so fill them in as you wish.
Rated: R for violence, adult language, and sexual situations.

I Am Not The Killer

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Chapter 3

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With Anger Comes Pain

Anger and pain is all that ran through Bra�s mind as she held her hand over her cut, bleeding knee. She softy began to as aas a rough hand grabbed her by the shoulder and yanked her back to her feet.
�Keep walking, klutz!� 17 said, pushing her forward.
Bra glared. �I wouldn�t have fallen if you wouldn�t have pushed me!� She replies angrily.
�Walk faster and I won�t have to push you.� He said smugly.
Bra stopped dead in her tracks and made 17 run into the back of her, knocking him off his feet. With a thud he landed on his ass in the dirt behind her.
�What the hell are you doing!� He snapped, staring up at her in shock.
�I�m not taking another step! My feet hurt!� She whined, turning away from him.
17 glared and stood up. �Your walking! We�ve only got to go behind these trees here!� He said, pointing to a large row of trees.
Bra shook her head and stuck her nose up in the air. �Not taking another step!� She said sitting down on the ground.
17 motioned his hands behind her as though he were going to strangle her. He put one of his hands over his face and growled. �I will drag you through those trees if you don�t get up!�
�Looks like your going to have to drag me!�
17�s face turned red with anger. �Fine!� He said, walking around in front of her.
�What are you doing?� She snapped in a confused way.
�Carrying you.� He said, lifting her to her feet again.
�NO!! Don�t touch me!!� She screamed, trying to kick him.
17 laughed and flung her over his shoulder. Bra kicked her feet and screamed as he headed for the trees.
�Put me down you�Airhead!� She shouted, hitting him in the back.
17 started laughing again. �I�m not the Airhead. If you would just do as I ask this wouldn�t be happening.� He explained.
Bra fought him for a few moments longer then gave up once she burned all of her energy. She sighed and put her elbow against his shoulder to rest her cheek on her hand. At least she didn�t have to walk anymore.
17 sighed in relief as she stopped her pointless struggle. Without realizing it he slid his hand farther up her thighs and was just inches from her buttocks.
Bra�s eyes opened wide at his touch. �HEY!� She shouted, beginning to struggle kick again. �PERVERT!!�
�Stop kicking! I haven�t done anything!� He said angrily, passing the trees.
�You�ll pay for this!�
17 suddenly dropped her on her ass and walked passed her.
Bra growled and rubbed one of her throbbing cheeks. �Why the hell did you do that!?� She snapped, looking in his direction.
He was standing front of a broken down lake house. The outside was covered in rusting metal and most of the windows where broken out. It had been there so long that moss and other plants had begun to grow all around it. The only way to access it was by crossing a creaky bridge like structure that stretched across a what looked like a cliff that made her cringe when he set foot on it. It was built on the side of a giant hill.
17 turned this head to look at her. �Walk the bridge.� He said, waving a hand at her.
Bra squinted her eyes. �There�s no way in hell I�m crossing that bridge� She said coldly.
�Why not?� 17 asked, looking down at the board he was standing on>
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�I�ll die! That thing doesn�t even look like it could support a bug!� She said, getting to her feet. �Besides, I�m not going into that dump! Do you know who I am?� She whined.
17 walked over to her in what looked like a temper tantrum and drug her towards the house. �I don�t care who you are! When I give an order you fallow it!�
�Excuse me!� She barked, becoming angry. �I don�t take orders from anyone, but myself! Maybe if you asked me nicely, I�ll do as you request.� She said, crossing her arms.
�I don�t make requests! I just give orders!� He said, shoving her across the bridge.
Bra squealed and clung to the robs on the side of the bridge with her eyes closed tight.
�What�s the matter with you?� He asked, becoming inpatient.
�I�m afraid if heights.� She whimpered as she started hyperventilation.
17�s right eye started twitching as he made his way over to her. �Give me your hand.�
�No!� Bra spat.
�Fine. You can just stay here then.� He said, jumping on the bridge.
A shrill scream passed Bra�s lips as she clung to the robs tighter. �Don�t do that!� She cried.
�Then take my hand.� He said, putting his hand out to her.
Bra peeked one eye open a tiny bit and looked up at him. He�s facial expression was much softer then the ones he had been giving her before. He actually looked as though he ly cly cared that she was frightened.
Bra took his hand and he lifted her to her feet. �Oh! Oh! Oh!� She cried, covering her eyes.
17 chuckled lightly. �Hey, it�s alright. I�ve crossed this bridge a million times, so I really doubt it�s going to fall apart now.� He said, smiling sweetly as she uncovered her eyes and looked into his baby blues. She gave a sigh of relief and crossed the bridge slowly, still holding on to his hand.
He liked that for some odd reason. He propped his head to the side to get a better look at her. She didn�t look like a girl who would run in fear at the mention of his name like so many others. She had a strong will which stirred something inside of him that he�d never felt before.
Bra stopped at the door as 17 walked up and stood next to her, their fingers locked. Bra glanced down and blushed. She loosened her fingers. �You can let go now.� She hold him slyly.
�Huh?� He said, looking down at their hands. �Oh��
He paused for a moment and looking into her eyes. Her cheeks were beginning to turn a beautiful shade of rosy pink. He became lost and stared as the young girl put her head to the side shyly, trying to hide the redness.
�WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, YOU MORON!� 17 suddenly shouted to himself, pulling him back to reality. �Why are you being nice to her? She�s your hostage!�
17 then glared at the blushing girl and dropped her hand violently. �Don�t be such a baby!� He snapped, moving some bushes around.
Bra glared and crossed her arms, turning away from him. �Hum!� She growled, sticking her nose into the air.
17 shook his head and uncoveredmallmall row of buttons. He pushed a few numbers as the door made an unlocking sound. He opened the door and turned to her. �Your going in.� He said coldly.
Bra glanced over at him and stuck her tongue out at him. �I don�t have to!� She said, snottily.
17 was beginning to lose patients. �I�ll drag you in if I have to, but tim time it�ll be by your hair!� He barked, grabbing her arm.
Bra let out a scream of pain as the wound on her side stretched open. She dropped to her knees and held her blooding flesh. �Your hurting�� She cried.
�It wouldn�t have happened it you would have listened to me when I told you not to run!� He said, pulling her back to her feet.
Bra�s legs shook underneath her like jell-o as she clung to him. �You shouldn�t have kidnapped me in the first place!� She said roughly.
�WHAT! We wouldn�t even be here if it wasn�t for you! I would have left you alone if you would�ve just shut your damn mouth!� He said, tightening his grip on her arm.
�AHH!� She screamed, falling against his chest.
�SHIT!� He thought to himself, loosening his grip again.
Bra exhaled deeply and passed out in his arms. 17 sighed and lifted her into his arms. He looked down at her and saw a slight build up of moisture on her cy liy lips. He suddenly got the urge to kiss the young girl and leaned down towards her until he could feel her soft breath on his lips. He barly brushed his lips across her when he felt something warm and wet at his side.
�Damn it.� He whispered, looking down. The blood from her wound was beginning to seep though his shirt e hee held her. �If you would have just kept quiet.� He said, taking her inside.
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