Lavender | By : Ariri Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 1171 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Airashii pulled
herself from Trunks’ grasp and frowned, “Stay here? With a
bunch of strangers?”
Trunks seemed to think about it for a moment before he
smiled a little, “Well we won’t be strangers once you stay here.”
Airashii frowned again and tried to stand up. Trunks held
her still, “Seriously, you don’t have anywhere to stay and we can’t let you
sleep on the lawn. In case you hadn’t noticed, this is a very big house and I’m
sure we’ll find somewhere for you to stay that’s comfortable.”
Bulma peered over Trunks’
shoulder, obviously eavesdropping, “Yes, you have to stay, don’t you want to be
here for the test results.”
Airashii blinked and shook her head, “No, not really. By the
way, I fail to see the point of having a DNA lab in one’s home.”
Trunks leaned in and whispered to her softly that it was a
bit of a side project that Bulma had gotten carried
away with.
“How long will this take?”
Bulma answered slightly
sheepishly, “About 5 to 7 days normally--”. Noticing the look on Airashii’s face, she finished quickly, “But we can try for
3 days in this case.”
Airashii continued to frown, “Couldn’t you have done this
with just a swab from the inside of our mouths?”
Bulma blushed a little, “Well yes,
but it never hurts to have blood samples available.”
Trunks helped Airashii down from the table, allowing her to
lean against him as she steadied herself, although she was blushing slightly,
she still seemed displeased.
“Think of it this way, three days is plenty of time to get
your apartment set up, you know, and in the mean time, you get free board and
food.”
“Food?” Airashii seemed to perk up at this.
“Who knows, she might be a Saiyan yet,” Bulma
sighed amiably.
“When you’re ready, I can show you around a bit.”
+ + +
After Bulma introduced the thirteenth
bathroom, Airashii seemed lost. She’d be moving slowly before, but was now
practically dragging her feet. Bulma had offered her
a guest room in between another bathroom and another guest room in the west
wing of the house.
Bulma finally noticed Airashii’s exasperation and quickly directed her to the
kitchen, Trunks followed.
At the table, neatly finishing up his lunch was the prince
of all Saiyans. Bulma
squeezed past Trunks and Airashiito give Vegeta a light tap on his shoulder and scold him for eating
such a large lunch. It was fairly obvious how much he had eaten due to the
number of plates piled on the table that a robot was frantically trying to
clear.
Airashii seemed to stiffen at the sound of his name and she
stared quizzically at him.
After a few moments, he actually acknowledged her existence,
grumbling, “Who is she?”
Bulma sighed, “Well in three days,
we’ll know.”
Vegeta sighed angrily, “Well then,
woman, just who is the girl claiming to be?”
Airashii frowned and Trunks could swear he heard a soft
growl from her throat.
Bulma attempted to cover and
hurriedly stated that it didn’t matter. Vegeta glared
at Airashii who had now stepped forward as if in a direct challenge.
“Well?”
a S a Saiyan.”
Vegeta let out a derisive snort of
laughter which was interrupted by Airashii’s retort,
“Of course you wouldn’t know anything of the fate of your own planet since Frieza brainwashed you, but here’s a hint, you don’t know a
damn thing that happened. I can only hope that’s because you weren’t allowed to
return because your people prayed for you. We hoped you would come back to us
and help us return our people to the high position we deserved. You never came
back, we were killed like animals. I’m sure yelieelieve that Frieza blew up Vegetasei--”
Vegeta stood and screamed, “He
did!”
Airashii’s voice lowered to a
deadly quiet, “He killed us, slowly. He allowed the constant invasions, the
genocide. While you believed our people were dead, we were dying. There was no
one to protect us, the strongest warriors were gone to
go lick Frieza’s boots while everyone else suffered.
Once he claimed to have blown up the planet, no one saw the point in returning.
So you see, a little bit of propaganda with a pinch of magic led to the
destruction of a people. There was a cloak over the planet, to a normal
observer, there was nothing. I had the misfortune of living there, so I know
there was something. Unfortunately we could call no one to our aid, since it’s hard to help a
planet that you believe no longer exists or a people who were thought to be
extinct.”
Vegeta seemed to shake with rage,
“We are extinct.”
Airashii sighed softly, “Yes. Now we are. You see, first
they killed of the remaining males and sold the females into slavery, then it
became a free for all, no one stood a chance. My father created me from a sperm
sample from some low life hired thug just for the chance to bring another
warrior into the world. Fighting was punishable by death, training was
punishable by death, cloning was punishable by death as proven by the raid on
our home. Our people were lower than the dirt the invaders crushed under their
feet. Had I remained there, I’d be dead…or I’d be wishing I was. The planet is
barren now, truly dead.” Her voice seemed to soften, “Our people suffered at
the direct repercussions from Frieza’s hand. You
couldn’t have helped us…but we prayed. Imagine that, the mighty Saiyans praying.”
Vegeta closed the gap between himself and the girl and glared daggers at her, “You lie.”
She returned his glare, “You wish I was. I have to prove who
I am, and when I do, how will you prove me wrong? You knew the oaf I was
spawned from, tell me that I’m not his child, tell me
that you don’t see it. Tell me that you’re sure that everything I’ve said is a
lie with conviction in your heart. You’re the Prince, excuse me, King of all Sai
"You're so
beautiful..." He pressed his lips to her heated neck, feeling her pulse
flutter there, tasting the salty skin. A strangled cry caught his attention and
her hips jerked impatiently up, seeking his cock again.
He captured her lips once more before plunging into her tight heat again. Their
cries muffled by the other's lips, mingled, sounding harshly throughout the
room. They broke the kiss then, her grip tightened, nails digging into his
skin, not completely painful, sending shocks through
his body.
Airashii buried her
face in the crook of his neck, muffling the whimpers and harsh cries that
accompanied each of his thrusts. He felt her body tense, slick walls tighten
around him, sending bolts of energy through his cock, driving him closer to
release. A sudden rush of liquid heat exploded from her winding its way down
his inner thighs. "Trunks." He growled in
response, so close.
He grabbed her thighs
and jerked them forward, her back was still flat on
the bed, her breasts still bouncing. He kept up the harsh pace, watching her
body jerk with each rather rough thrust. Her eyes were squeezed shut, tears
hovering on her thick eyelashes. Her face had turned rosy. She was biting her
lip, hard, trying not to scream. He paused only a moment to suckle softly on
her swollen lips and listen to her soft moans and wails of pleasure.
He erupted violently within her, spilling
everything he had into her beautiful body. His release triggered her own, she bucked wildly against him and a new rush of
warmth spilt from her body. Her hands fisted in his hair as her hoarse scream
echoed in the room. The tears finally slipped down her cheeks, he broke away
from his task to kiss them away. Rather than collapse on top of her, he held
to
to her and rolled them over so the positions were reversed. Barely coherent at
this point, Airashii's eyes had started to droop. He
pressed a chaste kiss to her forehead then "I love you Airashii." One
eye slid open," I know." Less than a moment later, she was laying on his chest, once again dozing
off quietly when she sighed and murmured softly, "I love you too, Trunks" <
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This was going to be a long night.
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