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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

Rated: R for violence, adult language, and sexual situations.

I Am Not The Killer

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Chapter 9

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The Quiet Things No One Ever Knows

�Romeo, O Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name!

Or, if thou wilt not, be sworn my love,

And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet.

Romeo, doff thy name;

And for that name, which is no part of thee

Take all myself.�

Awe yes, William Shakespeare. Trully, a brilliant man who�s never spoken a lie! �Deny thy father and refuse thy name�
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17�s limp body flew out of the water and fell to the ground as Bra appeared over him. She slowly lifted herself out of the water and crawled beside him. Glimmering water drops dripped from her hair, cheeks, and nose as she moved the soaked black hair from his face and ran her hand over his flush cheek.
�Please be ok.� She said, standing up, rung the water out of her hair. She walked around 17 and grabbed him by his under arms. �How am I going to do this? Your so heavy.� She said, dragging him towards the house.
Along the way she tripped over rocks, slide in the wet grass, and lost her grip causing her to drop him. She finally gave up and decided to rest before she was too tired to keep going. She had to get to the house for Kami knows what kind of shape 17 would be in.
He had a nasty gash across his forehead and like Bra�s, though much worse, the right side of his rip cage looked as though he had been hit with a giant ball of fire, which is exactly what had happened. Vegeta�s attack had left the young android badly wounded.
Bra ran her fingers through her hair and sighed, staring up into the stars. �Oh, Kami. Please don�t take him from me�I�ve just only begun to love him.� She whispered, getting to her feet. She picked him up by his under arms and started dragging him towards the house again.
By the time she got there it had taken her more then an hour which meant 17 had been losing blood for more then an hour.
Bra kicked the door open and drug 17 in, slamming the it behind her. She rested him on some soft animal skins that had been lying on the floor, she didn�t remember seeing earlier that day.
She put her hands on 17�s face and ran her fingers through his hair. �Your so cold�I have to get you out of these wet close.� She said, ripping his shirt open. She throw it to the ground and removed his pants. She slightly blushed, coming to his boxers.
She didn�t think twice however. She had to get him out of every wet piece of clothing and get him warm before hypothermia set in and he was lost forever, so without hesitation she turned her head to the side and pulled the wet boxers down his waist and over his cold legs.
She immediately pulled one of the animal skins over his waist, leaving his wound in the open. �I�ve got to get that clean before infection sets in.�
Bra stood up and rushed into the kitchen, flicking on the lights. She rummaged and found a large bowl which she filled with warm water and a cloth. She returned to him and dunked the cloth into the warm water. She remembered her mother taking care of Trunks when him and Goten had gotten into s fight and it�s what she had done to clean his wounds.
She brushed the hair out of her face and kneeled over 17 as she pressed the wet cloth over his wound lightly. She tired cleaning it the best she could without inflaming it more then it already was. She let out a loud sob and put her hand on 17�s cheek.
Suddenly, his eyes opened and he grabbed her hand painfully causing her to shriek. He�s eyes seemed cold as he stared up at her.
�Get away from me.� He growled, throwing her away from him.
Bra landed on her side and squinted up at him through burred vision as tears swelled in her eyes. �I�m just trying to help you.� She said quietly.
�I don�t need your help!� He snapped, pulling clo cloth from his side. �I don�t need anyone�s help!� He said, sitting up quickly. The soft animal skin she put over him fell to his waist, revealing his muscular abs and hip lines. �Why the hell have you removed my clothing girl!�
Bra glared and sat up. �I had to take your clothes because they were cold and wet or did you want to get hypothermia?�

>17 >17 narrowed his eyes on her. �Why do you care anyway,� He snapped. �Your one of them!�
Bra brought her hand up and slapped him across the face. 17 stared at her in shock.
�One of them!� She shouted, standing up. �By one of them you mean my father, brother, and friends whom I�ve just defied and practically given up just for you!�
17 frowned and lowered his head as Bra sunk to the floor and turned away from him. Tears slowly streamed down her cheeks as he moved towards her.
�I�m sorry.�
Bra lifted her head and looked up at him. �We have to get your wounds covered.� She said, pulling away from him. She found some antibacterial cream and bandages. 17 tried to help her, but every time he did she�d push his hands away and growl, so he laid back and let her wrap his wounds.
When she was finished she turned away from him once more. 17 sighed deeply and put his hand on her shoulder. �I didn�t mean it.� He said softy.
Bra shrugged. �It doesn�t matter.�
17 frowned and pulled the younger girl into his arms. Bra gasped in shock, but melted into his embrace.
�Oh, 17! I thought I was going to lose you!� She sobbed against his chest.
He held her tight despite the throbbing pain in his side. �You�ll never lose me.� He said, rubbing his cheek against her�s.
Bra smiled and opened her eyes, looking up at him. She could see the pain in his eyes. �You much be in so much pain.� She said, pulling back. �Lay down.�
He shook his head. �I�m fine.�
�Seriously, you need to relax.� She said, trying to push him over.
He grabbed her hand again. �I said I�m ok.�

Bra raised her eyebrows. �Don�t make me force you, 17.�
He smirked. �Force, huh? Sounds interesting.� He said slyly.
Bra wiggled her hand free and forced him onto his back. �You�ll do what I tell you!�
17 couldn�t help, but laugh. �Your so sexy when your demanding!� He purred.
Bra pressed her lips tight and glared as he put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her lips to his. Bra gave in and fell into him, rapping her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately.
17 flipped Bra onto her back and pressed himself over her, smiling. �Your so beautiful.� He said, running his hands through her hair.
Bra blushed and turned her head to the side. Sure, she was told she was beautiful many times before, but it never meant anything to her�not like it did when 17 told her.
�Your just trying to get into my pants.� She joked, giggling a bit.
17�s face became serious, looking deep into her eyes. He almost looked angry.
�What�s wrong?� She asked. �I�m sorry, I - I didn�t mean it.� She said, stuttering a bit.
He shook his head. �Don�t be sorry. You were just joking around, but the thing is�� He stopped and looked away from her.
Bra leaned up a little. �What is it?� She asked. �17?�
He sat away from her. �I need you.� He said shyly.
Bra blushed and put a finger to her lips, biting her nail. �Don�t think ydoindoing something wrong.� She said, turning him back to her and kissed him. She laid him down on the animal skins in front of firefire and straddled his waist. �Just lay back.� She removing her infamous red shirt.
17�s eyes lit up as her creamy flesh came into view as the light from the fireplace flickered. She continued and undid the zipper of her skirt, putting it from her waist and threw it to the ground. She was left in pink panties on top of 17 was stared in awe.
Bra blushed wildly and pressed her hands against a part of his chest that wasn�t wounded. �Let me take care of you.� She said, leaning over to kiss him.
17 put his hand up and stopped her. Bra looked confused as he flipped her over once again. He settled himself between her legs causing her to jump, feeling his bare flesh pressing against the thin fabric of her panties. Her plan had obviously worked since she could feel the growing arousal against her.
�I don�t think so Princess. Tonight your mine!�

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I know I promised a LEMON in this chapter, but I�ve decided to break the chapter into two, so you�ll have to wait for next chapter. I promise!! If not you can throw bad vegetables at me or something! ^.^ Anyway, please review!

-Missy

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