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Save The Day	By : jaygoose Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 1676 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 5
- 6
- 7
Save the Day

You don�t own DBZ? Good, cause neither do
I.

Chapter Six

Groggy, heavy eyes
lids opened against her will. But there was just something nagging at her
subconscious. Something that demanded she open her tired eyes. She didn�t sit
up immediately, just simply turned over and stared ahead. Her sharp eyes could
pick up anything even in the pitch black of her room. She noticed that there
was a rather large shadow at the end of her bed.

She let out a
quite sigh. But she didn�t say anything. Just watched it intently. Waiting to
see what was going to happen next.

The bed creaked
with the new weight put upon it. She still didn�t move. The squeaks became
louder and more frequent until she was face to face with her unexpected
nighttime visitor.

Kilik felt a cold
chill go down her spine on through to the very tip of her nervously twitching
tail. She stared straight into his eyes. This was the key to him. She watched
for the telegraphed signs. Was he himself, or the other bastard? His wide
expressive eyes just staring right back at her; the pale purple seemingly
glowing. He didn�t even say a word in greeting.

It was clear that
it actually was her Cell looking back
at her. But what the hell was he doing in her room at�2:57 in the morning?

She knew that he
had nightmares and because of them he didn�t sleep as much as he probably
should. But he had never made a big deal about it. He never bothered anyone
because of them. Hell, she had practically had to nag him to death before he
had even told her about them in the first place. But now here he was�in her
room at 3 in the morning. Looking like he�d just seen a ghost.

�Cell�Mmph!�

Before she could
even finish the sentence his lips were pressed firmly against her own. She
gasped in surprise at first; giving him all the opportunity he needed to slip
his tongue inside. She didn�t respond to it however. She was just there�shocked
as shit. So much so that she couldn�t have joined in even if she had wanted to.
She just focused on the strange little act in the most mechanical of ways. The
odd sensation of another person�s tongue in her mouth was enough to hold her
attention. She wasn�t even ready to consider why it was there in the first
place. She�d never even been kissed before for Dende�s sake, let along been
kissed like that.

But then she
remembered; breathing was a good thing wasn�t it? And this tongue of Cell�s was
impeding the much appreciated process of her lungs converting oxygen to carbon
dioxide.

So Kilik pushed
him away. Not too roughly put enough to get the point across. She lowered her
head and attempted to hide the burning crimson that had painted its way across
her cheeks. Not only that at this point she could not bring herself to stare
into his eyes. Eyes that she knew were now focused intensely on her.

Her breathing
slowed thankfully and after silently readying herself, she chanced a glance
upward. Yep�he was still there. Staring at her in the way she knew he would be.
Staring at her the way he stared at most things. As if he was trying to etch
every detail into his consciousness. As if one day something would happen and
all he would have left where the mental pictures that he�d created for himself.

Kilik licked kiss
swollen lips. Her chocolate brown eyes locked with his lilac colored ones. Over
the years Cell had become an expert at pretending that things didn�t bother
him. But he could never fool her, she and apparently ChiChi had learned to pay
much loser attention to his weakness. His eyes always told the tale to anyone
who chose to notice.

Those same pale
orbs were covered by an eerie fog; conveying a sad, heavy, constricted feeling
in her chest. She narrowed her eyes in response and leaned back into the wall
behind her, affectively putting more distance between them.

She was
pissed�Pissed at him for being so weak. So his life hadn�t been a joy ride.
Well dammit neither had hers and the last thing she needed was him bursting
into her room at gods forsaken times of night to remind her.

Fuck him�he
wouldn�t stop staring. His eyes even more intense, searching her own. What did
he want?

�Cell, what
the�Hmm!�

Well that settled
it. Apparently he didn�t want her to talk.

The kiss was even
deeper this time. He was so fucking warm. She felt the sweat prickling up on
her skin. And he tasted exactly how he smelled. Just like the fucking candy he
was always eating. English Toffee she thought it was. Dammit, now she�d be
craving the shit all week.

She moaned into
the green haired bastard�s mouth against her will. His hand�his fucking hand
was working its way under her nightshirt. She tore her mouth away from his and
prepared to give him a piece of her mind. But her rampage was interrupted by
her own shuttered gasp and that fucking pasty skinned s.o.b�s hand dipped
between her thighs.

No�no�no! This
was not how she had envisioned her first time. Well, truthfully it wasn�t like she�d
had it all mapped out anyway. But Cell? He was like her brother�Right?

All her thought
processes were suddenly put on hold as her body succumbed to pleasure induced
quivers and a most embarrassing whimper. Gods it was not supposed be like
this�he wasn�t supposed to be like this. And just why the hell was she enjoying
this so much?

She bit back a
moan. He was sucking on her collarbone and raising her shirt up over her head.
She pulled away bashfully covering herself. Her face growing even hotter in embarrassment.
Of all people, Cell had no business seeing her naked.

She could tell he
was grinning and she looked up to be sure. It was an odd little smile. It
didn�t quite make it to his eyes. He lowered his head breaking eye contact once
he caught her looking. He pressed his forehead to hers, long bangs tickling her
nose. Hands much larger than her own pried the arms she�s crossed over her
chest away. She watched in some sort of mortified fascination as a pale hand
cupped her breast and squeezed gently. Her mouth falling slightly open stupidly
as a callused thumb passed over her hardened nipple.

Oh that fu�wow. That was�nice.

Gods, her belly
felt funny, like she�d swallowed a pot full of hot coffee. She felt like her
blood was boiling and pooling down between her legs. When she did that it
didn�t feel that good.

How the hell did
he know how to do that? Seriously,
this was Cell. It wasn�t like he was some type of ladies man or something? I
mean he�d had a mate and everything. But Kilik was positive that this wasn�t
something Raditz had taught him�maybe it was one of those stored memories from
Vegeta or Goku or somebody?

He was kissing
her again and now she was kissing back. Fuck it�it wasn�t like she was going to
make him stop now anyway. She let herself be pulled until she was flat on her
back and staring at the ceiling fan as it swayed lazily above. She mindlessly
raised her hips so that he could get her underwear off. They had become
annoying and sticky anyway.

The green haired
bastard climbed clumsily on top of her, grinning wide.

�Bastard.� She
growled.

He thought that
he�d won. Fool�Kilik Vejita Palo, Saiyan no Oujo, did not go down with out a
fight. Though she wasn�t quite sure how to win this one, she would give it her
best shot.

Her thin fingers maneuvered
their way into the waist band of his pajama bottoms and pulled them around his
hips. She looked up into his eyes and bit down on her lip to keep from smiling
too big.

They truly were a
ridiculous pair. What would everyone think of this? She sure as hell wasn�t
going to tell anyone. Let them keep wondering�

And he opened his
mouth and blabbed about this to anyone she�d fucking�

Cell�s own grin
became less and less suppressed as more and more of his skin was laid bare. He
kicked the offending cloth to the floor and sat on his knees proudly in front
of her.

Saiyan
males�show-offy bastards they were.

The Saiyan
princess blushed so hard at the sight of her unclothed would be lover that she
thought that she�d pass out. She tried to keep her eyes from wondering but she
couldn�t help it. She�d never seem him this
way before. How could she pass up the chance?

And just why
wasn�t he blushing like she was. She liked it when he blushed. All violet and
glowing.

�Bastard.� She
pouted.

The sound of his
thick green tail snapping impatiently behind him was the only audible in the
room. He leaned down to place a chaste kiss on her lips and eased his way
between her thighs.

�Oh�� she all
shuttery as she felt his erection brush against her.

Kilik planted
small hands on either side of him, wrapped her legs around his narrow waist and
braced herself for what was to come.

�So it really was supposed to be him all
along, huh? Well damn.�

He pushed
purposely into her, filling her up completely. His taller, harder body pressed
firmly against her smaller and softer. She grit her teeth as her body stretched
to accommodate him. Kilik smelled the sharp tang of her own blood between them;
a mild burning sensation accompanying it. Well this was�strange.

She moved
experimentally and let her self smile slightly upon coaxing a groan from him.
He stayed still�perfectly still and gods dammit he was perfect. He fit perfect.

She wiggled
impatiently underneath him and whimpered. Prompting him to pressed his forehead
to hers, staring right back at her and he started to move. Slow lazy
thrusts�nice at first but she needed more. He head lolled back and she closed
her eyes.

�Fucking�teasing�bastard!�
She groaned with conviction.

That ass was
smiling�she knew he was smiling. So she pushed back, earning a heartfelt groan
from her new lover. She giggled. Cell of all the people she could have
picked�her lover. How in the hell�

The spiky haired
boy�s thrusts became more urgent and her gasping breaths increased. He was
squeezing her thighs so hard she was sure he�d leave hand sized bruises there
when all was said and done.

�Oh�fuck�C�ell!�
She moaned.

She gripped at
the sheets with one hand and dug fingers into his hair so hard she thought she pull
some out with the other. But he just wouldn�t stop. The heat between them was
unbearable. That fucking addictive slip and slide of him inside her. And that
fucker knew it. There was a contented superior little smirk on those perfect
fucking lips and those damned odd colored eyes of his were still locked totally
on hers. Watching her. Studying her. Memorizing ever little bit of her�in this
exact moment.

So it was
decided, she could not lose. Not even to him�with his perfect�fucking�Bastard.

The air around
them crackled. She�d broken into a smirk of her own. The princess pushed her
power up. The hybrid responded by leaning down and kissing her possessively,
demandingly, before whispering in her ear.

�Cheater��

�Bastard�� She
shot back.

And that�s when
it happened, she knew that damned crossbred, hybrid, green haired, pasty
skinned bastard and been saving it just for this exact moment.

Cell�s smirk
disappeared and a more serious expression changed his face. He grabbed her
waist securely pulling her up and began thrusting into her just at that
perfectly right fucking angle and she lost it.

Her raising power
level fizzled out in a flash of white before her eyes and her whole body tensed
up so hard that had to fight not lose consciousness. Fortunately, the perfect
son of a bitch had spelled his end as well. With a growled out curse of his own
he came right behind her, filling her with his warm release and collapsing in a
sweaty panting heap on top of her.

The two of them
took a few minutes to catch their breaths before Cell sat up on his elbows and
gave her another one of those looks. His face flushed and glowing violet.

�I win.� He said
softly and broke into a silly grin.

And dammit all if
she was just too tired to disagree.

This was not part of the flashback chapter
trilogy of course. I suppose after brutally murdering�or reliving brutally
murdering a few people that even a Saiyan hybrid would be a bit horny� *snickers*
That was fun.
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