I pinned him down by his wrists while I kissed him, moving down to jaw and neck. I felt his breath tickle my ear as he softly moaned. I don't remember how we got in this situation, me and my friend. Then again, we always wind up in situations neither of us knew how we got into. I started to move down to his bare chest down to his stomach, slowly pulling down his pants. "Caspiel..." Kaioshin said, I looked up at him and before I could answer... I woke up.
What woke me up was my alarm clock I set to go off at 8:30. I sighed and rolled out of bed, my head swam when I stood up. I turned the alarm off, and started towards the bathroom. I was thankful that Bulma had filled my house (which was an abandoned missile silo) to the brim with high-tech appliances and gadgets. Even my shower had a digital thermostat, and IPod speakers. I set the temperature to 115 degrees fahrenheit, and turned on my IPod. I had about 5 of them, each filled with music I loved. It started playing "Eat You Alive", by Limp Bizkit. 'Heh, what the odds this song would play, especially after that dream…'
The loud electric guitar played almost loud enough to drown my own thoughts. "Hey, you! Mrs. I don't know what the fuck your name is I'm drawn to you, something's magnetic here. If I could approach you or even get close to the scent you left behind I'd be fine!" I've known him for thousands upon thousands of years; he's a good friend of mine. His prudish nature irritated the hell out of me. Then again, what was I to expect from the young kia? "You bring out, the animal inside, I'd EAT YOU ALIVE!" Maybe my feelings were lust, or maybe something more. Though as some of the shin jin would say, demons were not capable of love. It's like they completely forget my mother! She taught me to love. "But I want you, ain't nothing wrong with wanting you, 'cause I'm a man and I can think what the hell I want, you got that strait?" Nobody would approve, I knew that. If we had a one night stand, it would kill our friendship, I hated the thought of that. But, dammit, I wanted him! "It drives me, yes it drives me (damn you're so hot) absolutely insane…" "Do you know how I feel, Kaioshin?" I asked out loud, "Do you love me at all?" "Once you seep in, under my skin, there's nothing, there's nothing in this world that can wash you away (wash you away, wash you away)…"
I tuned off the IPod and the shower, and just stood there, letting the water drip off my body. 'If he didn't love me, then why hell would he have saved me so long ago? Was he willing to give his life up for some maKaioshin half-breed he befriended as a child?'
It was the final round, me versus my father, the demon king, in a fight to the death. I knew I couldn't beat him, but he was my father he wouldn't kill me, and he was also the king, no one could say anything if he wanted to end the match. We both entered the ring, it was a tournament much like the ones held on earth, except the only difference was you had kill your opponent to advance to the next round. When the match began I lunged at him, and he dodged it no problem, he came down and kicked me hard in the head, knocking me to the ground. I jumped up and tried to hit him with a ki blast, but I missed, only to be hit with his. It knocked me back into the bars that surrounded the arena, making the place look like a prison. I fell down, and slowly got back up. I was thinking the entire time he was just going to knock me around a bit before calling it quits; right up to the point he summoned his curved sword. 'He means to kill me…' I thought, 'I going to die here.' He came at me, ready to swing that blade and kill me. Why should I expect any different? He raped my mother, causing my birth, then came back and killed my mother and took me only because he knew I could fight. Bastard. But, why kill me know? I was the strongest next to him! I proved myself to him! I dodged his attack, the blade slashed right through the bars. I then asked him, "Why? Why won't you just end the match?" He smirked and said, "You didn't think I'd find out, did you?" uh oh. "I found out you've been working with the rebels to overthrow me. I gave you everything, even taught you how to fight, and this is how you repay me?" Shit. How did he find out? I had been working with rebels, half-breeds, like me. Now, because of that, I was going to die here. I was stunned with fear, I couldn't move when he leaped forward, and sliced my throat. I felt the cold blade move threw my flesh, then the warm liquid ran down my neck and onto my chest. I gaged and coughed as it ran into my windpipe. I crawled backwards, one hand on the ground, the other on my neck, trying to keep the lavender fluid that was running between my fingers inside me. It was pointless I thought, but still I didn't want to die. My hand hit the metal bars and I stopped, unable to continue. He drew the sword back, about to end me, my life, my existence…
I squeezed my eyes shut, but when nothing happened, I opened them. I couldn't believe it: standing between me and my father, was Kaioshin. Normally, I probably would have said, "Where the hell did you come from?" but the blood loss made me so weak, and confused. I stared up at him, my father did the talking. "What the- Move you little runt!" He yelled. Kaioshin said nothing; he just kept standing his ground. 'Are you insane?' I thought, my father pulled up his sword, ready to cut his head off. My brave rescuer didn't budge. I fell to the ground, to weak to hold myself up. 'Just go Kaioshin, I'm almost dead anyway. You don't have to die…' He turned his head to look at me, and then shook his head. He turned back to father. "Let me take her away from here, you'll never see me or her again." My father stopped, seeming to ponder this offer. Why would he agree? "Fine, hurry up and get her out of here." 'What…?' He gently picked me up, putting one of my arms around his shoulder, and wrapped his around me and slowly lifted into the air. 'Thank you…' was I'll I could think before passing out.
I materialized my clothes on me (one of the few perks of being part demon), I wore a white tank top and a paint splattered hoodie. My jeans had rips all down the front, showing off the fish nets I wore underneath. I walked into my living room, which had a wall mounted plasma TV and large angled black leather couch. I plopped down in my bubble chair which hung from the ceiling. I grabbed the remote off the table and started flipping through the channels. One channel caught my eye, Mr. Satan was on it. He was advertising his martial arts classes. That gorilla wouldn't now good fighting if it ran up and kicked him in the- Then again, he did help a lot protecting the world, and my friends from Buu by getting everyone to raise their hand, so credit where it's due. I turned off the TV and stood up and headed for the door, grabbing my iPod on the way. My front door was at the bottom of the huge cylinder room where missiles would be kept. I broke the elevator so only those who knew how to fly could bother me. The drop would kill a normal person. I took off into the sky, flying as a fast as I could go. At this speed, it would take me about 8 minutes to get out of the desert. I didn't know where I was going; maybe I go train with Vegeta, or visit Goku and his family. Then I saw Gohan flying my way, 'What's he doing out here?'
"Hey, Caspiel," Gohan said, like he needed something. "Ya?" "Kaioshin said he needed to speak to you, he's on the lookout with my dad and Vegeta. Strange things have been going on." He said. I raised an eyebrow, "Are you freakin' kidding me? All right, fine, let's go."
