I look up into the afternoon sun, the warm summer breeze flips my sweat-soaked hair across my face. I often find myself here, a lightly wooded area upon a nearby mountain, sparring with the trees, boulders, and my own mind after a long day. Laying in the grass after my aggravating workout my mind is clear enough to think and replay whatever nonsensical bullshit brought me here in the first place.

Don't get me wrong, I don't only train when I'm stressed or angry. Actually, I do it all the time. This is just, you know, my place. Fresh innocent terrain untouched by human, saiyan, or demon kind.

Allow me to introduce myself. I am Damiana Machiavry, daoughter of Pan Son. I knew nothing of my father besides that he was of a demon spirit clan come to this planet around 22 years ago. They came to take over but were beaten by my saiyan family and friends. My father was put to death for taking our side, falling in love with my mother, and conceiving the "abomination" that is myself. Half demon, 1/8 saiyan, and the rest human. My family killed off the rest before they could destroy us, kept me and raised me as normal as a child of my looks and strength can be raised.

I actually find myself rather stunning in a cool looking way. I'm 5'6, short black fauxhawk with streaks of red. I'm about 160 pounds, a little chub but mostly all muscle due to my bloodline. I also have typical demon markings; black eyes with red slits as pupils (when I'm not wearing my "normal human" contacts, which are a dark ice blue), red stripes along my pale back, chest, and thighs; I think I look rather like a tiger. Finally, a money tail given to me by my mother but had taken on my black and red demon colors. Striking, though most of the time I'm covered in makeup and clothing. Besides the demon markings, extra muscles, and the fact that I am a rather 'butch' looking lesbian, I have a typical feminine human body.

I'm about to throw on my headphones and head home when a rustling in the trees alarms me. Sounded too large to be an animal, so I launch a ki blast into the area to be safe.

"Ahhh! Ya fucken homo you're lucky I was able to dodge that!"

It was Kodii, my best friend and secret crush. She was Saiyan like myself, daughter of Trunks Briefs. Although she had no demon bloodline. She knew everything about me; my thoughts, power, my hiding spots, and my naked body without the makeup due to an unfortunate leaving my door unlocked after a shower once. She was beautiful; standing at 5'8, short dirty blond hair, blue eyes, muscles, and a LOT of tattoos. Mostly in places you can't normally see when clothed. I never bothered with tattoos because of my markings, just a few piercing in my ears, lip, and nipples. She was smart, worked in the medical field, dated pretty feminine bimbos and drove a big truck. Pretty good for a 26 year old. She liked to poke fun at me for being 5 years younger and for keeping my tail. But I just roughed her up a bit.

"Hey Kodii. You okay?"

"Yeah asshat. Went looking for you at your place, mom said she had no idea where you took off to so of course I did."

She walked over and hugged me. Fuck, she smells good. She has no idea how I feel about her. I can't tell her. Not only do I know I'm not her type, but I don't wanna make our friendship awkward.

"Yeah, had a bit of a rough day. Girl problems" I say with a sigh. My current girlfriend, Krysta, and I argue a lot. Usually about sex. Or should I say lack thereof. I know I'm old enough, and we've been together for a year. But she knows nothing about my race or what my body looks like. We love each other yeah, but something tells me she's not the one to hand over my virginity to. Maybe because she's purely human, but what choice do I have? Or maybe because I personally think I'd be a lot more submissive than she wants or expects me to be since she's the "feminine" one in the relationship

When I say she knows nothing I mean it. She's never seen me without the body makeup, never below the waist where my tail resides, and she thinks the muscles are just genetic. She only knows me as human. I have a feeling that's all she'll ever know.

Kodii snaps her fingers in my face. "Bro. you spaced out. Whats up?"

"Oh you know, the usual. Just doesn't feel right."

"Personally I think you two should just go for it. You've been together so long. Leave the makeup on. You guys love each other. And it's fun."

Kodii doesn't know of my more submissive tendencies; I keep those to myself. Plus, yes I love Krysta, but am I in love with her? That question leaves a lingering negative feeling.

"I dunno. Maybe."

I look away, not meeting her eyes, and my arm crosses my chest to rub my opposite sore bicep. Kind of a closed gesture; Kodii knows I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

"Wanna grab a bite? I'm starving." She smiles at me.

"Is that even a fucking question?!" Oh, another thing about me. I'm ALWAYS hungry, I can eat like CRAZY. Mom says I have my great-grandpa Goku's appetite. I wish I could have met him; stories tell me he's a legend. Beating enemies left and right when they would come. We haven't been attacked since the Demons, and before that it had been quite some time.

Kodii prefers to drive, so we fly back down to her truck and hop in. I turn on some music, The Glitch Mob, and we head off to our favorite spot. It's a restaurant and truck stop called Jim's. Prices were cheap, the food was amazing, and you got a good amount of it. They also had a little arcade and a shop with cool shirts and hats.

"Kodii, what was your first time like?" I can't see her eyes through her Oakley sunglasses, and she always had a serious expression when she drove, but I had a feeling she was surprised at the question.

"That was so long ago Squeaker, I can barely remember."

Squeaker. That's her nickname for me. Only due to the fact that I squeak after yawning. It's rather cute. And it's better than her calling me Fluffy Cockatoo, referring to the white-blond Mohawk I had a few months back.

I dropped the question as we were nearing the restaurant. We found a parking spot and went inside to the smoking section. After giving our drink orders we each light up a cigarette. I know I know, smoking's bad. But it doesn't do too much damage since our bodies generally heal themselves anyway. And it's relaxing. Kodii takes a long drag and eyes me.

"What, do I have something on my face?" I wipe my mouth.

"No, I just truly honestly believe there's a deeper reason why you won't sleep with her. I know you Squeaker. Something's up."

I sigh, am about to speak when the waitress comes with our drinks and to get our food order. We get the same thing- chicken filet sandwich with fries, extra mayo on the side. She leaves and Kodii is staring at me again.

"Well…?"

I aggravatedly blow air out of my nose. "Honestly bro, I don't actually think I'm in love with her." She looks at me wide-eyed, sipping on her coke.

"Well, if you don't love her, if she's not the right one, then why are you still with her?"

"I don't know. Guess I'm trying to figure it out. Or maybe it's the comfort of having someone there. Someone who loves me. I do care about her." Which is true, if something happened to her I'd be devastated. "But still, us fighting is getting worse. I don't know how much longer either of us can hold on."

"You can't do this to yourself dude. The longer you're in it the more it'll hurt you in the end. And if you don't truly love her after a year, when will you? It's just stress."

She was right. She's always right. I finish my cigarette and stuff the butt in the ashtray.

"Maybe I'll give it a few more days. In any case you're gonna be the first one to know what happens."

"And if it goes badly, I'll just buy you a drink."

We laugh a bit. We actually drink a lot. I love clubs, and dancing, and alcohol. Plus I'm actually a fantastic dancer. We never have to worry about rides since we can both fly. And last I checked, flying while intoxicated wasn't illegal unless you're in an airplane.

Our food comes and we both eat in silence since we're too busy stuffing ourselves. After we finish I burp loudly since I really don't care who judges me in public. We light up another smoke and sit there enjoying ourselves until my phone rings. It's Krysta.

"Hey." I say rolling my eyes. Kodii snorts.

"Hey. Can we talk? Like, come over. Please?"

"I'll be there in a bit, I'm having a bite with Kodii."

"Are you flying or driving?" That's the one thing she knew I could do, since my whole family does. I tried teaching her once but she failed miserably.

"Flying. It's faster anyway. See you soon. Love you."

"Love you too baby." We hang up.

"I gotta go. I'll go pay my half…" I'm fumbling with my wallet when Kodii slaps it out of my hand.

"Don't worry dude. I got you. Go to her."

I smile, give her a hug and say thank you, and leave. Outside I quickly take off into the sky so no one sees me, praying this goes well.

~end chapter 1~

Author's Notes: Hey everyone! I hope you are enjoying so far. This is the first story I've written in years. I'll probably only be updating on weekends since I'm in school all week. Anyway, send me some reviews and stuff! Lemme know how I'm doin! And I'll see y'all next weekend J