Goku & Arina
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Dragon Ball Z › Het - Male/Female
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Dragon Ball Z › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
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2,865
Reviews:
19
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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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Goku & Arina
My Personal Disclaimer...
*First of all I would like to say. I do not own Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball or even Dragon Ball Gt...The only thing I do own, is my Character Arina...Also I’m sorry if you get offended. BUT please try to remember that this is a fan fict and it's totally fiction meaning made up! In case you didn't know this, this is my first fan-fict. I hope you like it. So enjoy.*
Authors Note: *Glares at Gohan_lover69* “I absolutely refuse to make this into a Gohan/Arina Fict…! The title is Goku and Arina! The whole plot simply put, Is will Goku and Arina’s love conquer all? Type of thing. Bad things happen, try to break them apart…will it or will their love survive?” *Smiles at Princess_Vegitina* I think that’s an awesome idea!!!! *Wink, wink.* ^_~
3 DAYS LATER…
Arina woke up; Bulma was asleep in a chair next to Gohan. Sitting up, Arina yawned. She was in her room at the Briefs house. *How did I get here?* Arina unconsciously felt the bite mark on her neck. Arina stifled a gasp. “No….” Arina curled into a ball, silent tears going down hace.ace. Slowly Arina drifted off to sleep. Dreaming of Goku.
4 HOURS LATER…
Gohan woke up with a jolt, the sound of thunder echoing. “Damn storms” he muttered. Gohan looked over to the empty chair. “Bulma was gone, some food lay on the chair. Gohan wasn’t hungry. Gohan heard Arina sigh. She was still asleep. A small smile splayed on her lips. Gohan felt rage building up inside of him; she was thinking of his Dad, Gohan scowled. He had never hated his Dad before. But then again his Dad has something he wanted. Her heart. *If only Mum was still alive, then Dad would never have met Arina.* A smirk formed on his lips. “The Dragon Ball’s.” Gohan walked over to Arina, kissing her softly on the lips. “You will be mine, and I will have your heart.” He vowed. Without another word, he left the room. ((Hmm so now that’s two guys who want Arina! O.o))
THE NEXT DAY…
“No …Goku don’t leave me…Please I’m sorry….I never knew, I….I…I couldn’t help it. Goku don’t go!...Please! Stay with me, forgive me….Goku!” Arina woke up, she was sitting upright, and the words “Please” din hen her lips. “Don’t leave me.” Arina glanced out the window. The sun was shining, the birds were singing. The image of Goku and the look of disgust on his face still vivid in her mind.
IN THE KITCHEN…
“Arina! Your up…Here sit down, it looks like you need a caffeine fix.” Bulma took in the disheveled appearance of Arina. Bulma was bursting to ask why Arina fainted at the sound of Goku’s name why why Gohan looked truly pissed off and how she knows Gohan? *In good time…* Bulma thought to herself as she watched her long time friend. Bulma had known Arina ever since she was five years old. But with everything that happened in her life. Vegita, Trunks, saving the world. She hardly ever saw Arina. But Bulma knew that in good time, Arina would tell her everything. She would just have to be patient.
Arina noticed Bulma making lunch, by the looks of it, it looked un-eatable. This was fine with Arina since she didn’t feel hungry. Seconds later the phone rang. “Oh Damnit.” Bulma reached over to answer the phone. “Hello this is the Briefs resident. Can you wait 10 mins? I’m a bit busy at the moment…Dad! Yes Arina is up…uh huh….uh huh Okay I’m coming” Placing the phone back on the wall. Bulma smiled at Arina. “Can you take this over to Vegita? Go to the GR machine and give him his lunch. Okay.” Without giving Arina time to reply or ask who Vegita is. Bulma rushed out the room. Arina stared dumbfound at the tray of food. “Right…” Picking up the tray. Arina wen sea search of the GR machine.
OUTSIDE THE GR MACHINE..
“This is the last building thing I haven’t been into. Vegita has to be here” Arina opened the door slowly; There was a man at the other side furiously training. He didn’t acknowledge her presence. Arina shut the door, taking one step she fell to her knees. A small gasp escaped her lips. It seemed as if the room was trying to pin her to the floor. The tray of food in her hands becoming heavier and heavier. Arina dropped the tray, landing with a loud thud. The man who Arina assumed to be Vegita looked over towards her, his scowl changing into astonishment. Arina struggled to rise to her feet, the pressure lessening as she managed to get upright. Arina looked at the man. “The least you could’ve done is help me!” The man walked over to the middle of the room. Pressing a few buttons. “The room is now at earth’s gravity” A computerized voice announced as Arina felt the pressure lifted.
“What are doi doing in here!” The man growled. Arina scowled, her gaze going towards the tray of food. Or what was left of it. “I’m assuming your Vegita? Bulma told me to give you your lunch.” For some reason this man made her feel hatred, Arina clenched her fists. Her scowl deepening. Matching the scowl of the man.
“Don’t you know how to knock?” Arina emerald eyes flashed angrily. *What the hell is wrong with me?* “Yes I do!” Arina gritted out. Un-consciously her hand forming a small Ki blast. Vegita smirked. “You challenging me brat?” Arina looked down at her hand, then back at the man. “Don’t call me brat!” Vegita smirked. “Brat…” Without a second thought Arina threw the ki blast at the man. He easily deflected it. “Is that all you’ve got brat?” Before Vegita could blink. She was behind him, slender hands around his neck. Vegita’s eyes widened. *The brats fast.* For some reason he felt proud of the Green eyed/red haired teenager.
“Take it back.” Arina growled her hands tightening around his neck. *Just snap it already* Arina gasped her hands loosening around his neck. “I…I’m sorry.” Without another word Arina ran out the room. Wrenching the door open. Arina ran outside and to the other side of Capsule Corp. Vegita stood there stunned. ACK ACK IN THE KITCHEN…
Arina covered her head in her hands, “Goddamn it!” Lustrated she slammed her fist. Breaking the table in half. “Damnit! What’s wrong with me?!” Arina sobbed. “First Gonow…now…This!”
Vegita walked into the room, she was sobbing. Vegita glanced at the broken table. “No use crying over that” he barked harshly. Her head jerked up to look at him. Her hand rubbing her face viciously. “I wasn’t crying” she muttered. Vegita grabbed one of the chairs and sat down. “Why don’t you tell me what’s wrong then?” he asked softly. ((So un-Vegita like!))
Arina scowled. “Did I say anything was wrong?” Vegita smirked. “No use lying to me, kid.” Arina smiled half heartedly. “Guess kid is better than brat.” Vegita grinned.
AN HOUR LATER…
Bulma heard Vegita’s voice at least she thought it was his, it was soft, gentle almost lovingly? “Things will get better…” Bulma could only catch some of his words since they were so soft spoken. “Love…..Bite you…Linked….Trust me” Bulma frowned as she heard Arina’s voice also softly spoken. “I…Love…Shouldn’t….Vegita.” Bulma’s eyedenedened. The voices were coming from the kitchen. *Vegita please oh please don’t be fucking her. Don’t be cheating on me…Not after all we’ve gone through!* Bulma silently pleaded well the other half of her was screaming *You slut! You Slut! Bitch! He’s MINE! You know he’s mine! You two timing whore! You don’t deserve Gohan!* Bulma walked into the room. Her eyes wed aed at the broken table. Arina was sitting in a chair while Vegita was standing next to her. His arms wrapped around her, comforting her. His hand stroking her hair. Bulma was speechless; she had never ever seen Vegita like that. Sure he loved her, she knew that but she had never ever received that kind of gentleness from him. Vegita glanced up to look at her. He smiled. Sending out a silent message that Arina needs to be comforted and everything is alright. Bulma nodded her head and slowly backed out of the room.
Arina was confused, she hated this man for some un-seen reason but she couldn’t help feeling like she knew him. She also couldn’t help the tears streaming down her face.
TWO DAYS LATER…
Arina grinned, “Give up?” Vegita smirked “You already know the answer to that!” Arina smiled. “Yup” Arina rushed towards him.
Bulma looked at the GR machine; Vegita and Arina were in there. Training. Bulma shook her head. She couldn’t believe Arina was a Saiyan, a full blooded saiyan for that matter. *A perfect mate for Vegita, to continue the saiyan bloodline.* Bulma looked at the GR machine once more. Crushing the test results in her hand. Her DNA was half Vegita’s.
Authors Note: Sorry for not updating sooner I’ve been really, really busy,
So what do you think? You know the drill……. ((Thanx Master Roshi for pointing that mistake out to me ^_^ I could have dug my own grave with that little error.))
My Personal Disclaimer...
*First of all I would like to say. I do not own Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball or even Dragon Ball Gt...The only thing I do own, is my Character Arina...Also I’m sorry if you get offended. BUT please try to remember that this is a fan fict and it's totally fiction meaning made up! In case you didn't know this, this is my first fan-fict. I hope you like it. So enjoy.*
Authors Note: *Glares at Gohan_lover69* “I absolutely refuse to make this into a Gohan/Arina Fict…! The title is Goku and Arina! The whole plot simply put, Is will Goku and Arina’s love conquer all? Type of thing. Bad things happen, try to break them apart…will it or will their love survive?” *Smiles at Princess_Vegitina* I think that’s an awesome idea!!!! *Wink, wink.* ^_~
3 DAYS LATER…
Arina woke up; Bulma was asleep in a chair next to Gohan. Sitting up, Arina yawned. She was in her room at the Briefs house. *How did I get here?* Arina unconsciously felt the bite mark on her neck. Arina stifled a gasp. “No….” Arina curled into a ball, silent tears going down hace.ace. Slowly Arina drifted off to sleep. Dreaming of Goku.
4 HOURS LATER…
Gohan woke up with a jolt, the sound of thunder echoing. “Damn storms” he muttered. Gohan looked over to the empty chair. “Bulma was gone, some food lay on the chair. Gohan wasn’t hungry. Gohan heard Arina sigh. She was still asleep. A small smile splayed on her lips. Gohan felt rage building up inside of him; she was thinking of his Dad, Gohan scowled. He had never hated his Dad before. But then again his Dad has something he wanted. Her heart. *If only Mum was still alive, then Dad would never have met Arina.* A smirk formed on his lips. “The Dragon Ball’s.” Gohan walked over to Arina, kissing her softly on the lips. “You will be mine, and I will have your heart.” He vowed. Without another word, he left the room. ((Hmm so now that’s two guys who want Arina! O.o))
THE NEXT DAY…
“No …Goku don’t leave me…Please I’m sorry….I never knew, I….I…I couldn’t help it. Goku don’t go!...Please! Stay with me, forgive me….Goku!” Arina woke up, she was sitting upright, and the words “Please” din hen her lips. “Don’t leave me.” Arina glanced out the window. The sun was shining, the birds were singing. The image of Goku and the look of disgust on his face still vivid in her mind.
IN THE KITCHEN…
“Arina! Your up…Here sit down, it looks like you need a caffeine fix.” Bulma took in the disheveled appearance of Arina. Bulma was bursting to ask why Arina fainted at the sound of Goku’s name why why Gohan looked truly pissed off and how she knows Gohan? *In good time…* Bulma thought to herself as she watched her long time friend. Bulma had known Arina ever since she was five years old. But with everything that happened in her life. Vegita, Trunks, saving the world. She hardly ever saw Arina. But Bulma knew that in good time, Arina would tell her everything. She would just have to be patient.
Arina noticed Bulma making lunch, by the looks of it, it looked un-eatable. This was fine with Arina since she didn’t feel hungry. Seconds later the phone rang. “Oh Damnit.” Bulma reached over to answer the phone. “Hello this is the Briefs resident. Can you wait 10 mins? I’m a bit busy at the moment…Dad! Yes Arina is up…uh huh….uh huh Okay I’m coming” Placing the phone back on the wall. Bulma smiled at Arina. “Can you take this over to Vegita? Go to the GR machine and give him his lunch. Okay.” Without giving Arina time to reply or ask who Vegita is. Bulma rushed out the room. Arina stared dumbfound at the tray of food. “Right…” Picking up the tray. Arina wen sea search of the GR machine.
OUTSIDE THE GR MACHINE..
“This is the last building thing I haven’t been into. Vegita has to be here” Arina opened the door slowly; There was a man at the other side furiously training. He didn’t acknowledge her presence. Arina shut the door, taking one step she fell to her knees. A small gasp escaped her lips. It seemed as if the room was trying to pin her to the floor. The tray of food in her hands becoming heavier and heavier. Arina dropped the tray, landing with a loud thud. The man who Arina assumed to be Vegita looked over towards her, his scowl changing into astonishment. Arina struggled to rise to her feet, the pressure lessening as she managed to get upright. Arina looked at the man. “The least you could’ve done is help me!” The man walked over to the middle of the room. Pressing a few buttons. “The room is now at earth’s gravity” A computerized voice announced as Arina felt the pressure lifted.
“What are doi doing in here!” The man growled. Arina scowled, her gaze going towards the tray of food. Or what was left of it. “I’m assuming your Vegita? Bulma told me to give you your lunch.” For some reason this man made her feel hatred, Arina clenched her fists. Her scowl deepening. Matching the scowl of the man.
“Don’t you know how to knock?” Arina emerald eyes flashed angrily. *What the hell is wrong with me?* “Yes I do!” Arina gritted out. Un-consciously her hand forming a small Ki blast. Vegita smirked. “You challenging me brat?” Arina looked down at her hand, then back at the man. “Don’t call me brat!” Vegita smirked. “Brat…” Without a second thought Arina threw the ki blast at the man. He easily deflected it. “Is that all you’ve got brat?” Before Vegita could blink. She was behind him, slender hands around his neck. Vegita’s eyes widened. *The brats fast.* For some reason he felt proud of the Green eyed/red haired teenager.
“Take it back.” Arina growled her hands tightening around his neck. *Just snap it already* Arina gasped her hands loosening around his neck. “I…I’m sorry.” Without another word Arina ran out the room. Wrenching the door open. Arina ran outside and to the other side of Capsule Corp. Vegita stood there stunned. ACK ACK IN THE KITCHEN…
Arina covered her head in her hands, “Goddamn it!” Lustrated she slammed her fist. Breaking the table in half. “Damnit! What’s wrong with me?!” Arina sobbed. “First Gonow…now…This!”
Vegita walked into the room, she was sobbing. Vegita glanced at the broken table. “No use crying over that” he barked harshly. Her head jerked up to look at him. Her hand rubbing her face viciously. “I wasn’t crying” she muttered. Vegita grabbed one of the chairs and sat down. “Why don’t you tell me what’s wrong then?” he asked softly. ((So un-Vegita like!))
Arina scowled. “Did I say anything was wrong?” Vegita smirked. “No use lying to me, kid.” Arina smiled half heartedly. “Guess kid is better than brat.” Vegita grinned.
AN HOUR LATER…
Bulma heard Vegita’s voice at least she thought it was his, it was soft, gentle almost lovingly? “Things will get better…” Bulma could only catch some of his words since they were so soft spoken. “Love…..Bite you…Linked….Trust me” Bulma frowned as she heard Arina’s voice also softly spoken. “I…Love…Shouldn’t….Vegita.” Bulma’s eyedenedened. The voices were coming from the kitchen. *Vegita please oh please don’t be fucking her. Don’t be cheating on me…Not after all we’ve gone through!* Bulma silently pleaded well the other half of her was screaming *You slut! You Slut! Bitch! He’s MINE! You know he’s mine! You two timing whore! You don’t deserve Gohan!* Bulma walked into the room. Her eyes wed aed at the broken table. Arina was sitting in a chair while Vegita was standing next to her. His arms wrapped around her, comforting her. His hand stroking her hair. Bulma was speechless; she had never ever seen Vegita like that. Sure he loved her, she knew that but she had never ever received that kind of gentleness from him. Vegita glanced up to look at her. He smiled. Sending out a silent message that Arina needs to be comforted and everything is alright. Bulma nodded her head and slowly backed out of the room.
Arina was confused, she hated this man for some un-seen reason but she couldn’t help feeling like she knew him. She also couldn’t help the tears streaming down her face.
TWO DAYS LATER…
Arina grinned, “Give up?” Vegita smirked “You already know the answer to that!” Arina smiled. “Yup” Arina rushed towards him.
Bulma looked at the GR machine; Vegita and Arina were in there. Training. Bulma shook her head. She couldn’t believe Arina was a Saiyan, a full blooded saiyan for that matter. *A perfect mate for Vegita, to continue the saiyan bloodline.* Bulma looked at the GR machine once more. Crushing the test results in her hand. Her DNA was half Vegita’s.
Authors Note: Sorry for not updating sooner I’ve been really, really busy,
So what do you think? You know the drill……. ((Thanx Master Roshi for pointing that mistake out to me ^_^ I could have dug my own grave with that little error.))