Her head felt as if somebody had tortured it with a frying pan. Her whole body was in pain as she just tried to move her finger and her eyelids were heavy…just really heavy. So it took her some time until she finally managed to crack one eye open before the other followed. Her vision was blurry but her ears were still intact. So as she heard a squealing voice yell "She's waking up! She's waking up! Master, look! She opens her eyes!" she tried to look for the owner of said voice but couldn't quite see straight. Everything looked as if it was too bright for her. When she turned her head she heard fast footsteps and a deeper voice answering the other one. "Really?" Chichi frowned. Somehow the second voice sounded as if it was absorbed by something…
"Master, you shouldn't speak with your mouth full…" The first and clearly younger one answered. Chichi witnessed a small figure standing in front of a much bigger one which came intensely nearer to her. A warm hand touched her forehead and Chichi breathed in hard at the sensation. Her eyes were able to focus by now and she looked into two black eyes, gazing at her. She knew those eyes, she said to herself bitterly. It was him! Anger rushed threw her body and she looked at the bastard who took her away with him and beat her up! She wouldn't forget those black eyes; those brows twisted in…worry? This face, boyish and handsome at the same time? Those hands….big and…warm…and….
"Who are you?" She managed to ask and noticed that her throat ached painfully with each word. Damn it, what happened to her? As she tried to push herself up – and wasn't successful at all – she felt those big hands help her up. She wanted to slap him away, but she couldn't, she was too weak. "You have to be careful, you know!" The other voice which belonged to a little boy said to her and Chichi couldn't help but smile at his words. He looked like a nice little thing, and she loved children above all things…
"Taka's right! My brother really did some great work with you…" The other one agreed and nodded in addition. Chichi shot eye-arrows at him. Did he just say 'my brother'? So, could this brutal bastard be this one's family member? What now? Did they trade their stuff with each other just like "good brothers" should? What the hell….She wasn't something you could treat like any object, now was she? And above all, he didn't answer her question: "Who are you?" she wanted to know again and noticed that her words sounded just as icy as she wanted them to be. That the little boy flinched at her words too hurt her, but she paid the bill. The man before her sent her a goofy grin and answered "My name's Kakarott! Nice to meet ya!" She ignored his outstretched hand and looked at the boy – and smiled before her cold gaze returned and she looked at the man called Kakarott again. "Were did you take me? Why am I here? What do you want with me?" She wanted to know all in once and looked how the guy hesitated to tell her anything. He really shouldn't overestimate her patience…Her body hurt her and it was hard for her to even sit while being stabilized by his hands, so he better make this a quick interrogation or else…What else, Chichi? She asked herself sarcastically. Do you want to sleep him to death? His serious look made her worry though and she forgot about her anger. Her voice shivered as she asked further: "What happened?"
"The reason you're here is, because my brother destroyed your planet…..and all those who were living on it." Kakarott managed to say with a stern look that didn't suit him at all, it made him look so…dead serious.
"That is not true!" Chichi hissed with tears already lingering in her eyes. He…killed everybody and everything? "And why am I still alive then?" She wanted to know. Kakarott sunk his head. That was answer enough for her and she breathed in hard. So she really was a trade thing; a souvenir from another planet for his brother. Sold….for nothing. She clenched her little hands into fists. What would happen to her now? "So…" she wanted to know bitterly. "You're going to use me and kill me afterwards just like he told you to?"
"Master wouldn't do that!" The little boy answered quickly as he took a step forward. But he stepped back again as soon as the words left his mouth. He hadn't the right to answer he reminded himself. But when he looked up again he looked into the thanking eyes of Kakarott and the sad ones of the woman. "You call him master, yet you defend him?" Chichi wanted to know and couldn't help but let her voice sound unemotionally. This was all too much for her; she needed time to think about everything. Her life was a mess right now and she wanted to straighten it out somehow although she had no idea how she should do that.
"I guess you want to sleep now." Kakarott told her and smiled a warming smile. Chichi felt horrible. She didn't trust him yet he seemed so friendly. He helped her to lie back comfortably and Chichi couldn't look away from his facial expression. He looked nice, his movements were almost lovingly. And when he turned around and went away he ruffled the boy's head affectingly. Both of them left Chichi who had a hurting heart. She really had no idea what was supposed to happen from now on and how long it will take for her to get used to her new environment, but she would do it….somehow….
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"What are you doing?" Chichi shrieked as she walked into the kitchen and found Kakarott lying on the ground doing push-ups. Well, she knew it was normal; he would do that every now and then – she was living since three weeks by now with him – but this was the first time she was toppling over his form. Lying on her butt she looked very confused to the guy who smiled at her innocently. His habits were becoming clear to her after only one week. He obviously was very simple. Not that she had the opportunity to compare him to others of his race – yes, the tail was weird but she got comfortable around it very quickly – because she wasn't allowed to go out Taka was telling her everything she wanted to know; the boy loved to spend time with her and she did too. They actually looked like family Chichi suddenly recognized with a blushing head but banished the thought away. This was not the right time to think about unnecessary things!
"Sorry Chichi." Kakarott apologized while he gave her a helping hand. "But I hadn't had the time to spar with anybody recently, so I'm getting restless I guess." Oh really...Chichi thought to herself. She already got to know the system those so called sayajins had: Low status fighters, fourth class, and third class, second class and first class fighters. Lower than the low status fighters were the guards – Kakarott – and then came so called mother-women – only responsible for giving birth, children and slaves. The first class fighters were in addition royally. For guards to upgrade their status they had to apply themselves as warriors. Chichi wondered why Kakarott – who loved to fight more than even she herself did – didn't want to be a warrior. He could fight all day long if he was one. She doubted that he had no scruple to kill, although she didn't like the idea. Her imagination of him killing someone was….horrible. It didn't fit his character at all.
She patted some dust away from her lap and frowned at him. "You're restless? Then why don't you do some shopping for me since I'm not allowed to go out anyway…" Kakarott groaned. "Oh come on! Taka's helping you out enough! Why do I have to help too?" Chichi smirked. "Because you are the one who's eating the most!" She teased him. Why she had the nerve to act so bold around her 'master' was quite simple: She wouldn't let herself down just so that somebody could say anything to her. She lost too much already, her pride was hers alone. "Sister Chichi, you shouldn't say that to our master…" Taka suddenly made himself clear behind her. Although he was shy, his sentences were always straight to the point. "Master….your baths ready." He added silently and sunk his head. "Oh great! Thanks Taka!" Kakarott chirped, patted the boys head as always and left the kitchen. Chichi sighed. How in the world should she have been able to stay angry at a guy her age who acted just so damn sweet! She knew her anger was for somebody else – and that somebody hadn't disturbed her life since then – but she swore to herself she would attack him without thinking beforehand if he would come by! But until then she just did what she always did: She cooked, cleaned the house, trained for herself, looked out of the window a while, cooked again, talked with Taka and went to bed. And that was her day with or without Kakarott who went to work – a wonder he didn't forget about it – when he had to.
In short: It was absolutely boring!
Well…except for this one peculiar day today. No idea why, but it was different since she woke up in her new room she shared with Taka – Kakarott wanted to give her one of her own but Chichi had no problem to share one with the boy. She liked him so it was no problem. And Kakarott's house wasn't that big either, so…yes. Well, it was different. Why? Because she dreamt of him…Every thought she had, went sooner to later to him. Everything she did was in one way for him. And that she was still alive and treated right was his doing. So…was it thankfulness that crept itself through her body of was it because of…? No idea, but it felt nice…in a twisted way. It felt really nice…
"Chichi? I'm hungry. Is dinner ready yet?" She heard him say and her head immediately changed color. Blushing and turning around she answered baffled. "Oh yes, almost! Just wait a….Oh my gosh!" She interrupted herself and covered her eyes with her hands. "Why aren't you wearing anything!" She yelled at him. Her heart beat pretty wildly in her chest as she formed over and over again the image of his…Stop doing that! She warned herself and pressed her hands harder on her eyes. "Because I was bathing and my armor is not dry yet…" Kakarott said to her in an innocent voice and wondered why she felt so shy all of a sudden. Looking down his body he found his answer. So she was not used seeing that? Weird. All of the other sayajin-women had no problem looking at a man's body…as he had no problem looking at woman's…maybe she won't feel shy anymore when she wore nothing like him too? A try wouldn't hurt, he guessed. And he went to her with outstretched hands…
Alright, he guessed wrong. Absolutely wrong. If he had known that Chichi's punch can hurt that bad he wouldn't have tried to undress her. "Master, that was a bad idea…" Taka assured him while he put ice on his red cheek. Not, that he would have needed it, but the redness would go away with it. Kakarott only frowned. He still couldn't understand the woman. She was a mystery to him, although at the same time quite fascinating. He was used to women; he was not that bad looking. Although he was only a guard people knew about his strength and that was obviously what sayajin-women were interested in. But Kakarott never felt the need to actually do 'the act' – what basically means marking; the sexual act he still did. His strength was at the same time the reason his brother always wanted him to become a warrior. But Kakarott wasn't that stupid as everybody thought. He knew that as a warrior he would have to kill planets and all the life on them. And before he would actually do anything for Freezer like that he wanted to train for himself until he had the strength to defeat this monster himself. "Taka." Kakarott said to the boy while he put the ice away. "I'm training for awhile." And with that he left the house, still with his thoughts turning around Chichi and Freezer at the same time.
