Embarrassed by the one I love.
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Dragon Ball Z › Het - Male/Female
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Adult +
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11
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2,154
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1
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Chapter Eight
Mochai leered at us. "Nice to see you again."
"You'll pay for interrupting this moment!"
Mochai laughed. "You weren't able to hit me the first time. What makes you think you can now?"
Gohan grinned. "I don't know--maybe because now my powers reach over 900,000,000?"
Mochai's eyes widened. "I don't believe you."
I hid slightly behind Gohan--not because I was scared, but because I was inappropriately attired. "You should go away now."
"Who says?"
"I do."
He grinned. "Aww, is poor little princess afraid to be seen mostly naked?"
"Princess?"
"Ah, yes, you wouldn't know this, would you? Or should I call you the Devil's daughter?"
"What?"
"I've been doing some research, Story. Everything adds up. Why your hair is silver. Why you have pure black, feathered wings, why you didn't know until recently, why I feel immensely attracted to you, how you're able to bond with the half-Saiyan. It's all obvious." He was grinning like mad. "Of course, the Demon Lord didn't admit it at first, but then I found plenty of proof. You see, Story, your mother is not your mother. Did you never wonder why she looked nothing like you? She's your aunt, Story. Your mother was her sister, Karen."
Aunt Karen is my mother? No way.
"Ah, there is more to it than that. Your mother gave you to Patricia, your fake mother, because if she had kept you, the Demon King, your father, would've killed you and your mother. She did it to protect you. Of course, now the Demon King knows you're alive, thanks to me. Now he doesn't want you dead, though. Now he wants you by his side. He wants to force you to choose a mate from his most powerful, most respected, most trusted companions. He won't let you stay with your current mate. He will kill you and him. Wouldn't that be fun to watch your mate die, right before your eyes? I am your father's messenger. You have 24 hours, Story, twenty-four hours to decide what you will do. Then you meet your father back here, alone."
"How do I know you're not lying?!"
"How do know I am? Can you afford to have the Demon King go after your newfound family?"
Gohan pulled me close to his side. "She won't come. I won't let her. We can handle anything that's thrown our way."
But I wasn't so sure. "Why does he want me by his side?"
"Because he knows now, thanks to me, how powerful you are. And he likes power."
"I won't mate with someone I won't choose."
"You have twenty-four hours, Story, to think it over and give an answer. If the answer is no, then he will come down on all of your family and friends, especially your prescious Gohan. We shall be waiting here for your answer. Come alone." And he was gone.
I stared up at Gohan. Could I risk my own happiness for my loved ones lives?
Or better question.
Could I risk my loved ones lives for my own happiness?
"You'll pay for interrupting this moment!"
Mochai laughed. "You weren't able to hit me the first time. What makes you think you can now?"
Gohan grinned. "I don't know--maybe because now my powers reach over 900,000,000?"
Mochai's eyes widened. "I don't believe you."
I hid slightly behind Gohan--not because I was scared, but because I was inappropriately attired. "You should go away now."
"Who says?"
"I do."
He grinned. "Aww, is poor little princess afraid to be seen mostly naked?"
"Princess?"
"Ah, yes, you wouldn't know this, would you? Or should I call you the Devil's daughter?"
"What?"
"I've been doing some research, Story. Everything adds up. Why your hair is silver. Why you have pure black, feathered wings, why you didn't know until recently, why I feel immensely attracted to you, how you're able to bond with the half-Saiyan. It's all obvious." He was grinning like mad. "Of course, the Demon Lord didn't admit it at first, but then I found plenty of proof. You see, Story, your mother is not your mother. Did you never wonder why she looked nothing like you? She's your aunt, Story. Your mother was her sister, Karen."
Aunt Karen is my mother? No way.
"Ah, there is more to it than that. Your mother gave you to Patricia, your fake mother, because if she had kept you, the Demon King, your father, would've killed you and your mother. She did it to protect you. Of course, now the Demon King knows you're alive, thanks to me. Now he doesn't want you dead, though. Now he wants you by his side. He wants to force you to choose a mate from his most powerful, most respected, most trusted companions. He won't let you stay with your current mate. He will kill you and him. Wouldn't that be fun to watch your mate die, right before your eyes? I am your father's messenger. You have 24 hours, Story, twenty-four hours to decide what you will do. Then you meet your father back here, alone."
"How do I know you're not lying?!"
"How do know I am? Can you afford to have the Demon King go after your newfound family?"
Gohan pulled me close to his side. "She won't come. I won't let her. We can handle anything that's thrown our way."
But I wasn't so sure. "Why does he want me by his side?"
"Because he knows now, thanks to me, how powerful you are. And he likes power."
"I won't mate with someone I won't choose."
"You have twenty-four hours, Story, to think it over and give an answer. If the answer is no, then he will come down on all of your family and friends, especially your prescious Gohan. We shall be waiting here for your answer. Come alone." And he was gone.
I stared up at Gohan. Could I risk my own happiness for my loved ones lives?
Or better question.
Could I risk my loved ones lives for my own happiness?