Disclaimer: Some really groovy people who aren't me, funnily enough, own
Dragonball (Z & GT too) and I never once claimed I do.well not on fan
fiction anyways.
Brief Note: the story-line is just as confoozing as Lost My Sheep's (She said it was OK for me to make it over into a Goten based fic'.)
What I Must Do.
'I have to do this.' Bahira whispered to herself. 'I have to do this tonight,"
On the other side of the small room the baby began to cry.
"Oh.Fumi-Chan, hold on." She murmured. Bahira used her teeth to tear a small strip of fabric from the bottom of her T. "Just bear with me kid," she muttered. Bahira used the fabric to tie a dagger around her wrist.
Fumiki's cries turned to ear splitting shrieks, and what was left of Bahira's blouse turned wet with milk. Bahira ignored the dampness. She slid the dagger free, and then replaced it. Drew and replaced. Finally satisfied, she rushed to the cot and scooped up her daughter.
"Oh, my baby girl," Bahira whispered, trying to keep her voice calm and soothing. "Soon you're toes will be pushing through the slats. You're much bigger than you're cousin was when she."
Pan, oh Akira, Pan. It seemed like only a few days ago that Gohan had held pan in her arms, just as she held Fumi-Chan (Fumiki) now. Gohan's sweet baby girl. His only child, now five years old, with a laugh that sounded like a jaybird's caw. How many times Goten had baby-sat and had been awoken to that sound, followed by Pan pouncing on him with smacking kisses and persistent demands for lots of honey on her porridge.
Pan and Gohan are gone, Bahira told herself, bottling up her frustration yet again. 'I must accept that. ' Fumi-Chan starting rooting around her bosom like a hungry little piglet.
Life continues, Bahira thought. She sat down in the rocking chair that had previously been Chichi's, and freed one breast for her daughter. It felt wrong that it should, but after all that had happened, but life did continue.
Is she taking more than nourishment from me? Mikki pondered. Is she taking my horror and revulsion at what I must do? Does Fumiki know that before morning I will become a killer, taking revenge from those who stole my family from me?
Brief Note: the story-line is just as confoozing as Lost My Sheep's (She said it was OK for me to make it over into a Goten based fic'.)
What I Must Do.
'I have to do this.' Bahira whispered to herself. 'I have to do this tonight,"
On the other side of the small room the baby began to cry.
"Oh.Fumi-Chan, hold on." She murmured. Bahira used her teeth to tear a small strip of fabric from the bottom of her T. "Just bear with me kid," she muttered. Bahira used the fabric to tie a dagger around her wrist.
Fumiki's cries turned to ear splitting shrieks, and what was left of Bahira's blouse turned wet with milk. Bahira ignored the dampness. She slid the dagger free, and then replaced it. Drew and replaced. Finally satisfied, she rushed to the cot and scooped up her daughter.
"Oh, my baby girl," Bahira whispered, trying to keep her voice calm and soothing. "Soon you're toes will be pushing through the slats. You're much bigger than you're cousin was when she."
Pan, oh Akira, Pan. It seemed like only a few days ago that Gohan had held pan in her arms, just as she held Fumi-Chan (Fumiki) now. Gohan's sweet baby girl. His only child, now five years old, with a laugh that sounded like a jaybird's caw. How many times Goten had baby-sat and had been awoken to that sound, followed by Pan pouncing on him with smacking kisses and persistent demands for lots of honey on her porridge.
Pan and Gohan are gone, Bahira told herself, bottling up her frustration yet again. 'I must accept that. ' Fumi-Chan starting rooting around her bosom like a hungry little piglet.
Life continues, Bahira thought. She sat down in the rocking chair that had previously been Chichi's, and freed one breast for her daughter. It felt wrong that it should, but after all that had happened, but life did continue.
Is she taking more than nourishment from me? Mikki pondered. Is she taking my horror and revulsion at what I must do? Does Fumiki know that before morning I will become a killer, taking revenge from those who stole my family from me?