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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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Moonlight

Chapter 5: Fate
Silence filled the empty vicinity while Bura sat on the ground, her arms wrapped around her legs. Her father had dragged her far from the house and it almost felt like he wanted to be out of hearing range. Once they found themselves surrounded by quietness and trees, she thought he would begin speaking - or worst, he would go insanely mad. So far, he had done neither of those things. Bura knew better than to push her luck, especially in such a situation. Instead, she chose a route she rarely chose; patience. It was not a trait she possessed but tonight, she did. So, she sat on the ground and waited while her father stared at the sky. Sometimes, his aura would flare but he never flinched.
She stared at the grass, while concern settled in. Her father knew what happened between Goten and her - and she was not talking about the sex. He knew what forced a man, who did not love her at all, to lay with her. Part of her did not want to know the answer. After all, things seemed to have gone back to normal. Why did they need to find out what caused it in the first place? All it would do was stir back bad memories she was desperately trying to forget. She wanted to get up and leave but her body remained glued to the floor. Her father would never let her walk away. It had been a while since she had seen him so serious.
"How long?"
She blinked, the sound of his voice pulling her back into reality. Did he truly speak or did the silence slowly drive her mad and she was imagining it?
"How long?" he repeated.
"How long what?" she said while she let go of her legs and stretched them out in front of her.
"How long have you been involved with Kakarot's brat?"
"I'm not." She was not involved with them. They simply happened to have sex in two different occasions while having absolutely no relationship between them.
"When did he bite you?"
She clamped a hand on the bite mark; why did he keep referring to that? Why was it so important? "A few weeks ago."
"What night?"
"I don't remember!" It was not as though she marked her calendar with a little heart. It was not a happy moment.
"Was it the first time?"
"No." She did not want to admit to any of those things but she could not lie to her father; he would know and it would not get her anywhere. It was too late to turn back, to late to refuse to listen. If she was here, having this horrifying conversation…she might as well obtain some answers out of it. Perhaps it could prevent further incident.
"When was the first time?"
"Almost two months ago."
And then, he fell silent again. Except, this time, he did not keep his back turn to her. He turned around and looked right into her eyes. She felt her blood chill and slowly, she rose to her feet. He closed the distance between them and gently grabbed her chin. She let him, even though she stiffened under his hold. She knew her father would not hurt her but he had a look in his eyes she had never seen before. It was not rage, it was not disappointment…what was it? He tilted her head, revealing her mark in a better light. His eyes danced upon it, inspecting every inch of it as though he was attempting to find a flaw.
"Was it a full moon?"
"Full moon?" She could not remember much about the second time…and the first time was just as fuzzy but…she flew, she flew into the night and…yes. The sky was brightly illuminated by the big, white, round moon. "Yes," she whispered.
And then his eyes shut. He released her and he let his arm drop to his side. This was something he never expected, something that barely ever crossed his mind. It should not have happened; the human blood should…it should have diluted the effects. And she was barely of age. She was one of the last female saiyan. It had been so long that he barely thought about it. He should have warned her, he should have done something about it before it was too late and now he could not take it back.
"Daddy? What's going on?"
He worried her and she did not like to see that look of concern on her father's face. He did not worry, he always had a plan, he was always confident. If he felt this way, it could not mean anything good.
"Where is that clown?"
She blinked. "Goten?"
He nodded.
"Home?"
Those were the last words she had a chance to say before her father flew into the sky at rapid speed. Bura cringe; this was not good. At first she thought he was going to kill Goten but then he seemed so calm that she thought both of them would make it out alright; she was no longer so sure of that. What was she supposed to do? She could not go after him…at least not fast enough. Why was it that she only managed to fly that one time? Maybe it was time she tried some training. This was pathetic. All she could do was stay behind while her father was out there doing dende knew what to Goten.
Bura watched the sky, the white light left behind by her father slowly fading away. She pinched her lips tightly, turning them white, before tearing her eyes away from the starless sky. She stared at the ground, a heavy knotting feeling twisting her guts. She felt sick - she wanted to throw up. This whole thing was a mess. She was strong like her father, independent like both her parents and she had her mother's temper. However, at that precise moment, she did not feel like she was any of those things. She felt alone, weak and completely lost. She could never forget this and moving past it - well…Goten would always be around.
She should have gone back inside but instead she stayed outside. The house was full of memories and her mother might be there and what if she was awake and looking for her father? How exactly would she explain where he went? She already did not want to have this conversation with her father and she wanted to have it with her mother even less. Yes, her mother was a bit more understanding then her father but this situation was all sort of different messes and… what if Trunks found out? She had her disagreements with her brother but she did not want to ruin the friendship between Trunks and Goten.
This had to be a thing of the past. She could never mention it, she could never talk about it again. She was Bura Briefs and she was stronger than this. Come on, she internally cheered herself.
Although, there might be the problem of explaining why her dad beat the shit out of Goten. Then again, she was not entirely convinced that Goten would tell the truth about that. He wanted people to know even less than she did.
Her many silent questions were answered when suddenly a cannonball was thrown beside her, creating a crater into the ground. The force of the blast sent her flying on her back, her head hitting the ground first. Her blue locks tangled as she managed to raise her head. She looked in front of her, smoke coming out of the hole. Before she could even blink, her father appeared, lowering himself unto the ground. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and stared at the hole he had created.
If her father was back and there was a crater in the ground…it could only mean that the person deep inside that hole was…Goten.
She winced as she watched a hand emerged and then another. Finally, Goten's head appeared and he pulled himself out of there, stains of dirt covering his whole face. To say he was not happy was not the best way to describe his current state of mind. His usual goofy smile was nowhere to be found and his dark charcoal eyes were narrowed, demanding an explanation. Which he quickly found when he found himself staring at Bura. When Vegeta had appeared out of nowhere, grabbing him and tossing him into the sky, normal reasoning did not have time to take place. But now he knew. And oh boy was he going to die.
"Vegeta," he began as he stepped out of the hole.
"Shut up."
And he did.
"He knew," Bura said as she made sure to look away from Goten. She did not want him to think she ratted him out to her dad simply because he said he did not want her. She was not that petty. He might think that since he did not know the first thing about her; he was not interested in that.
"You touched my daughter."
Goten closed his eyes, dying to cover his eyes, shielding his face from Vegeta. Shame followed him around everywhere he went since the moment he laid his hand on her. Perhaps he did deserve to have Vegeta beat the crap out of him. What he did was lower than low and he did not deserve forgiveness. He did not know how he would forgive himself, especially since he did it twice, and if he did not find a way to move on from this, he would never be able to be around her again. Although, he seriously doubted Vegeta would ever allow him anywhere near his daughter again - that was if he let him live.
"It was a mistake."
And then came the first punch. Vegeta barely flinched, only letting his fist make contact with Goten's fast. The power behind it was enough to send him flying into a nearby tree. His head made contact first, rumbling the tree like an earthquake and the green leaves falling out of the branches due to the impact. Goten's body slipped down to the ground and he made no real effort to get back up. Of course he wanted to fight; every single muscle in his body was twitching, begging him to fight, to land a punch but he did not. He deserved this and frankly, it would be a fight he had no chance of winning.
He would take the beating he deserved.
Vegeta clenched his fingers, ready to land another hit. He did want to kill the boy, but he promised he would not do that since… he could not. He even convinced himself he would not hit him. However, the word mistake sent him in a flying rage. He did not care that the boy was not familiar with saiyan's traditions. He refused to let him call this a mistake. He was insulting his daughter and he was insulting him at the same time. It was unacceptable. He should be a man and he should own up to what he did. Instead, he was like his father; running away from his responsibilities and not taking any of the blame.
"Get up, boy."
As soon as Goten heard Vegeta's order he obeyed. Unfortunately for him, he was never given the chance to fully make it to his feet on his own. Vegeta grabbed the hem of his blue t-shirt and lifted him from the ground, his feet hanging into the emptiness. "Do you know what you did?" he inquired with narrowing eyes.
"I-"
"You have no idea. It is not a mistake."
Goten was not about to argue with Vegeta on that point. He nearly winced at his own stupidity; he probably had not picked the right words to express himself.
"You will not be like your father."
Goten arched an eyebrow, confusion forming on his face. His bottom lip twitched and he resisted the urge to yell insults at Vegeta's face. It was true that Goten spent a good part of his life without ever knowing his father. However, there was nothing wrong with being like his dad. It was better than being Vegeta. The prince's past was not exactly covered in peace and goodness. He was a monster, one that was nearly destroyed. It did not matter how hard Vegeta tried to beat his father; it was a feat he would never be able to accomplish. He rather be like this father than Vegeta.
It was obvious Goten did not understand but he would soon enough. They all worshiped Kakarot. He was strong, stronger than Vegeta would like him to be but that did not mean a thing. He did plenty of mistakes and the clown always found a way to run away from everything. Goten marked his daughter and even if it was not on purpose he would own up to it. He would not let him embarrass his entire family. He should already consider himself lucky enough that he was allowed to lay his hands on her and claim her when she was clearly better than him. He was beneath her.
"You will honor what you did."
Goten's confusion reached a whole new level. He might have had sex with Bura but it had nothing to do with his honor. It was not like he could give her back her virginity. If he could he would! Honor…wait. His eyes bulged and then he turned his head and glanced at Bura. Except, he was not looking at her face, now, his eyes focused on her stomach and suddenly he felt his whole world crashing down upon him. The muscles of his face quivering while a feeling of emptiness filled his stomach. He ran his tongue over his dry lips, the inside of his mouth feeling like cotton; he was not even sure he could speak the words.
"A- you - are you pregnant?"
An incredulous stare formed in her blue eyes while she jerked her head back. P-pregnant? That was - well. Shit. They never used anything when they…did it. It could be that she - no, no of course she was not. It was not the right time and plus if she was pregnant she would be able to tell. She might not be as strong as the others but she could sense ki. She sensed pregnant women all the time. She was not pregnant. Her gaze shift up and she saw the panic in his eyes was not dying down. She rapidly shook her head, stretching her hands in front of her and waving his crazy statement off.
"I'm not."
Vegeta's eyes narrowed and he moved his grab on him until his fingers wrapped around his neck. "If you impregnated my daughter, you would be buried in the ground." Of course, with the situation they found themselves in, it would eventually happened. Although it sent shivers of horror down his spine, he chased the thoughts away from his mind. He would deal with one horror at a time. If he let more than one pile up, he would lost his calm.
"You made her yours."
Which he should be considering as worst but - well, it did prevent him from killing him which was the only reason why he was not squeezing his throat until his air pipes crushed under his fingers.
"I - what?"
"You made her yours."
"Dad, what are you talking about?" It was clear neither her or Goten were understanding him. It was not the time to be cryptic.
"That mark on your neck." At his words, she slapped a hand on her neck. "He made you his. It's bond and it cannot be broken."
"What?" Goten forgot about the fact that he could barely breathe. He forgot what Vegeta could kill him in a moment. Instead, all he thought about was the fact that his heart was about to stop beating. He did what? What? What? When did he do that?
"It's just a mark, it'll go away," Bura said, never removing her hand. If she hid it, it would make it go away would it not? She knew her words meant nothing, that the answer would be negative but she wanted to say them out loud as though it would break the invisible curse that took hold of her life recently.
She was smart, smarter than Goten - heck, smarter than most. She did not need her father to explain further for her to start connecting the dots. It clearly was related to saiyans because only her father knew about it. Also, their behaviour, the full moon he mentioned earlier; it was all connected. Something affected them and exerted a change, a force upon their feelings and actions which forced them to sleep together. Not only that but it clearly made Goten bite her, which left her with a mark. One that apparently could never be taking away, one that linked her to Goten forever.
Bura won.
Yes, Bura won the prize she wanted except this felt like the worst loss of her life. This was not winning, this was forcing him by her side. Her father clearly intended on making sure Goten held up his end of the responsibilities but…this was not something she wanted. She spent many years in love with Goten and this would be how she won him. If he ever ended up with her it would be because he wanted her. Not because he had to be with her. Forced to be with her. And he made it clear plenty of time that he did not care about her that way, she was a sister. Also, her father now confirmed that he had no control over his actions. He truly never wanted her.
"Let him go, dad."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow but he did not bulge. "This is none of your concern."
"It has everything to do with me," she said while stomping her foot. "It is my concern and it is my life." Her rage was spinning out of control, forcing her to exhale loudly, her chest heaving with each breath she took. "We made a mistake. The both of us. We weren't in our right minds. He doesn't want this anymore than I do and he shouldn't be stuck with me —" She quickly realized her mistake and swallowed hard. "And I certainly shouldn't be stuck with him." He was never allowed to know how much she felt for him. Hopefully, once all was explained to him, he would think that everything she did and felt was never of her own doing. It was best that way.
Vegeta glanced at his daughter and then back at Goten. He wished he could let him go and allow him to leave his life as he pleased but it was not as simple as his daughter made it sound. She could not simply walk away from him. There would never be a way out, there would never be distance great enough to keep them apart from each other. They would need each other's presences constantly and it was a need they would never be to satisfy. They created one of the most powerful bonds between them without even knowing what they were doing. Idiots.
"You cannot."
"Yes I can."
This time, some of his rage spilled while he turned his head to look at his daughter. "You cannot take this back. You will be his forever. He will be yours. You'll need each other."
"Dad, let him go."
Information was jumbling in her head, the ponding headache only increasing. She could not do this, not with her father present. She would probably need more informations but he chose to bring Goten into it before he explained everything to her. She would speak to him later and receive the full explanation then. For now, she needed to talk to Goten about what she already knew. This was awkward enough as it was.
"You do not understand. He marked you, you'll have to be with each other."
"And we'll figure it out together - without you."
She saw the rage shining into his eyes and she knew her father never enjoyed backing away from a fight. He was a winner and not a loser. And yet, slowly he let his grip on Goten's throat loosen until he fell upon the ground with a thump. He stared at him, giving him one of his most vicious glare before re-focusing his attention on his daughter. He used his eyes to let her know how displeased with the whole situation. "I will speak to him one day."
"I know," she said as she put her hand on his shoulder, trying to re-assure him.
She waited where she stood until her father was back into the house. Obviously, he would always be listening but at least he still could not see them and that was better. She approached Goten, her arms crossed in front of her chest. Once she reached his side, she kneeled down beside him while he ran his fingers through his hair, the stress pulsing through his body. She made sure not to touch him and to keep a certain distance between them. Considering what happened in the past and what her father said, it was the best thing to do. Plus, he would not even want her touch.
"Look, let's just forget what my dad said. We're not full saiyans and it probably doesn't mean anything. You don't want anything to do with me, and I don't want anything to do with you." The words broke her heart but it was the only way to make it out of this mess. And it should not be too difficult. If she had not come seeking her brother, they would not have seen each other. He did not want to see her.
He did not reply and part of her expected it. She let her head hung low and she sighed before getting back up. She took one last glance in his direction before turning around, ready to leave. However, he surprised her. Before she was able to leave, she felt him wrap his fingers around her wrist, holding her back. He did not put a lot of strength into it; if she wanted to, she could tug herself free and she was certain he would not try to follow her. And yet, instead of doing what she should do, she did what she wanted to do. She stayed. Though, she did not let him see her face; she would not give him that much power.
"I'm sorry."
He was the one who bite her, he was the one who took her. He took all the wrong steps and he never did the right thing. If he could have had a little bit more self control, none of this would be happening.
"We couldn't stop it. We weren't in control."
"Your father said it was permanent."
He did not care what her father thought about him or his own dad. However, he did care about doing the right thing. Yes, he could be somewhat of a player sometimes and he did enjoy playing a few dirty tricks. Still, he was honest and he always, always honoured his duties. He did this. The way Vegeta made it sound; it was worst than a wedding. This was permanent regardless of their feelings. That left him at a loss concerning what he should be doing. It was not like she was pregnant or in need. She had more money than he would ever have and she was a very independent woman who did not need anyone's help in her life. How was he supposed to honor her and what he did to her?
"So? We're different. We don't want this and we don't… we just won't. It won't happen again."
He used a bit of strength to pull her down and he watched her fall down to her knees. Goten stared straight into her eyes, trying to search for an answer but he did not find any. There was no anger shining in her eyes or no sadness stirring away. She was being honest. She truly did not care that this happened, she did not mind that they were bonded to each other forever since she was going to simply ignore that fact. He loosened his grip but still held her, just in case she would leave. Each time they talked, it ended when she walked away from him. He refused to let her do that again. They would get to the bottom of this.
"We can't ignore this."
"Yes we can."
"Your father wouldn't be this pissed off if it didn't mean anything."
She rolled her eyes. "My dad is always pissed off."
He almost chuckled - but the situation was too serious. "Bura, this is serious."
"And what do you want to do about this?"
"I- I don't know!"
"Goten, how do you feel about me?"
"I-"
"Do you have feelings for me?"
"No."
The answer came out so quickly that it hurt. He knew this quickly that he felt nothing for her. Even if he felt nothing, he still could not - they shared something. That had to leave a memory or something. Was he so heartless? The Goten she knew was kind, gentle and he loved life and he was always smiling. This was not the goofy boy she fell in love with - this was the heartless man who broke her heart. And he would keep on doing it.
"Then why should we do anything about it?" she asked, trying to keep her composure. She would not give it away. She would appear as cold as he was.
"I - because it's the right thing to do."
"I don't want to be with someone who's with me because it's the right thing to do." She inhaled deeply, her nostrils flaring. "And I don't want to be with you."
He nodded. He knew that. He always knew that. She was always a little sister to him and that was never going to change. Yes, he saw her naked, yes he tasted her body and those memories would never leave his mind. He would carry that along with him forever and he would never be able to forget any of it. And that was okay because it was his burden to carry. This mark was something else entirely. It was a responsibility. It was like he was the idiot who got married while completely drunk. Being half-saiyan always came with a lot of bullshit and a lot of perks. This was part of the bullshit.
"Clearly, it's gonna be different," she confirmed as she finally freed herself from his hold. "I mean my dad never told us about it. So he probably thought it wouldn't work on us. Let's just go our separate ways."
"Bura, I can't -"
"Yes you can!" she snapped. Why could he not let it go? Why did he have to make a big deal out of this? He did not even care when they slept together but the moment he slapped a mark on her, all the sudden it matter? It did not work that way! "We had sex, you didn't care." She scoffed. "I mean, you went back to Paris, so clearly it didn't matter." She knew her rage was showing but at this point she hardly cared. He could not be fake with her, she deserved more than that.
"It was-"
"No, you moved on. Well move on from this. This mark means just as little as the sex. I don't care, I don't want you. You're beneath me."
She shut her eyes before spinning around and walking fast to her house. This entire time she was praying that he would follow her. If he did, she would break down and he could not see her cry. He lost that right a long time ago. When she was young, he would hold her in his arms and soothe the tears away. He only did that because he felt a family love towards her. He also lost that right. She did not want to see his face again. She rather he spat in her face and never looked at her again then do this. He was pitying her. He made sure she felt lower than low by making her out to be an obligation.
She was not a goddamn burden, she was a prize to be won. And he could not compete in this anymore.
She was done.
Bura finally reached the door and slid it open. She slipped inside and closed it behind her before leaning against it. Her hair was a mess, her skin was coated in a sweat and she could feel the tears pooling in her eyes. He did not follow her. Then again why did she ever expect him to do that? Her entire body began to shake and she could barely hold herself up and yet she managed. What she did not expect what the shadow lurking in the corner of the room. It was not until he took a step forward that she heard him. Her head snapped up and suddenly she hurried to chase away the tears.
"You don't want to be with him?"
She shook her head. "I hate him."
That was not a lie. Every move he made ever since they slept together was to hurt her. Every single word that came out of his mouth was like poison. She wanted him out of her life, she wanted his presence to be nothing more than ghost, an old memory that never snuck back on her. She wanted to forget he ever touched her body, she wanted to forget the feel of his hands lingering upon her flesh. She did not want to know what his lips tasted like and she did not want to remember what it was like to be stretched by him, moaning for him.
"You can't escape this."
"Why not?" She frowned. "And why the fuck did you never tell me about this?" She never swore at him. She never raised her voice at him with such rage shaking it. And yet, she did. If only she had known about this she would have made sure to never make that mistake.
His eyes flashed red but he let her words slip. He was as mad as she was; it was his mistake and it could not be taken back. "I didn't think it would affect you."
"Well, it did. And now - I'm just - I'm stuck."
The words she said were for Goten's sake. If her father was this afraid of this, then it was true. She would always want Goten, she would always love him. And he would never want her. He would always feel like he got stuck by her side and he could never escape her. This was not how she wanted to win. She rather lose. She wanted to lose. Why could she not lose this one time?
"I'll make him stay."
She scoffed. "I don't want him to stay."
"Why not?"
"Because he doesn't want me. That's no way to win."
He always felt like his daughter had feelings for Kakarot's brat. He always say the way she looked at him when he was not looking or how she made sure to be around when he visited. He always chose to ignore it. He hated Kakarot and he did not want his daughter to be around him. This time, she made it impossible to ignore it; she was admitting her feelings. He was never able to resist her; he always gave in to everything she wanted. He supposed this was the best option. Who else would she end up with? A human? His daughter was better than any human. Goten was bad but he was better than humans. He hated it but he could eventually accept this twisted fate.
His daughter? He was not so sure.
"You can't take it back."
"But I don't want it. I'll do what I want. I don't care what you say, I'm gonna stay far from Goten. I never want to see his face again. He can go back to fucking that bitch for all I care."
Her words might be coated in wrath but her heart was breaking under the pressure of the pain. Yet, she did not let the tears show. She shed enough tears for that jerk. She would cover the mark up, she would carve it out if she needed to; but she would never be his. She was not a charity case. Her feelings for Goten stopped now. All that she felt towards him was rage and he would never touch her again.
They were done.
Bonded or not.
Fate could suck it.

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