Chapter 2

Broly turned to Lemo with a defeated look. Clearly he had said or done something terribly wrong, but what? The sick feeling was back.

"Father only taught me about fighting, and about revenge…Cheelai is right…I don't know anything else…but…I wish to learn"

He felt so stupid, Cheelai was right, he needed to learn so much, and it was frustrating, and it made him angry.

Angry at his ignorance, angry at his father for never teaching him about the outside world. About the existence of girls.

Lemo said species came in pairs, male and female, to come together and make new life, his father had neglected to teach him this.

Of course, it dawned on him, Paragus didn't see a need for him to learn because it didn't matter. To his father, he had been a weapon, not meant for anything other than destruction.

Looking up at his new companion, and already feeling the void left behind by Cheelai's rushed exist, he was glad there was more to life.

He was both concerned and excited about the weird feelings in his chest and in his stomach. At least it was different, it was new, and though frightening at times, it was welcomed.

He meant what he said, about liking Cheelai. He liked her very much, in a different way than he liked Lemo. And it finally felt like he was beginning to understand the reason why.

"Lemo…I don't want Cheelai to be angry, I want her to like me" The older man smiled softly. "I wouldn't worry too much about that, Cheelai likes you just fine, she risked a lot doing what she did for you, you know, she wouldn't have done that for just anyone"

Broly perked up at that. "Listen, there's things you have to learn, and we'll get you there I promise, but for now why don't you go get Cheelai, it's not very safe for her to wonder around with all those bugs crawling around out there, in the meantime, I think I can find something that will help teach you in record time!"

-Outside the compound-

'Stupid, stupid Cheelai!, he doesn't like me! He doesn't know what he's talking about! He's just confused about seeing me in the bath and finding out I'm a girl, he probably can't even begin to understand what that means…the guy is so innocent…like a child! It isn't fair! I can't really like him, that would make me some kind of pervert…except…I…I already do…stupid…stupid Cheelai…'

Kicking rocks out of her path, she looked up into the foggy sky. In her haste to put some distance between them, she had wondered further than she ever had before.

Looking around at the rugged terrain she reflected on the scenery. This planet was…ugly, and dangerous, inhabitable really.

'That's right, Broly grew up here with just his tyrant of a father for company…this is all he's ever known, he's probably so overwhelmed with all the changes, and here I am yelling his face off…'

Looking back into the distance in the general direction she knew the small compound they shared stood, Cheelai couldn't stop her heart from sinking.

'Maybe I was too harsh…it's not his fault he doesn't know stuff…all his dad ever cared to teach him was to fight…none of it is his fault…me and Lemo are the only friends he's ever had other than Bah…and right now, I'm being such a lousy friend…'

She was so caught up in her thoughts, Cheelai didn't notice the distant crawling sounds of the monster bugs that inhabited Vampa had drawn near.

Before she knew it the swarm was upon her. Her body acted on instinct, the result of years of training and survival.

Broly tensed at the sound of Cheelai's ray gun blasts, speeding up his flight towards her location. She had managed to travel quite some distance from the safety of their shelter.

A feeling of doom spread over him, making his stomach tight and his heart clench. Cheelai was in danger, because he had driven her away.

If anything happened to her…if she was hurt…the raising thoughts were quickly making him loose control as he sped to her rescue.

And then he came upon her, there she was among the corpses, four down and one still attacking. Broly meant to jump in and save her, but the sight stopped him in midair.

She grunted and hissed at the creature, her eyes were like a flame. Splatted in bug guts and covered in dirt, she looked…glorious.

The creature had knocked her weapon from her hands, but not before she was able to deliver a few good shots to it, effectively slowing it down.

With admirable agility, Cheelai swept her feet under the monster bug, knocking it to its back. Pouncing on it quickly she began smashing a rock she had picked up earlier to its skull.

She continued pounding the beast while screaming angrily at it, letting out all her frustrations. Her hand was quickly becoming numb, but the crunching sounds were oh so satisfying.

She raised her hand once more but a vice like grip caught her around the wrist making her halt. The sharp noise that had invaded her head and drowned out everything else faded at the sound of Broly's voice. "It's dead…"

Snapping out of her trance, she Looked down at the mess she had made, Cheelai felt her stomach turn. 'It happened again…it's been so long…what will Broly think of me now…'

With her head down, she used Broly's unyielding grip on her arm to pull herself up, he never let go. Turning to him but not daring to look him in the eyes, she moved closer.

"I'm sorry…please…take me back…I really need a shower…" Her request came out a whisper, but he heard every word.

Collecting her discarded weapon she allowed herself to melt into Broly's arms as he moved to carry her.

They didn't speak on the flight back. She hid her head under his chin. With their size difference is was easy for her to curl into a ball and almost disappear within his massive embrace.

She forced her mind to go blank, not quite ready to come to terms with what had occurred. In a flash, they were back at the entrance of the cave that housed their small compound. Broly gently set her on her feet and took a step back, giving her some space.

"Sorry I yelled at you…this isn't your fault…none of it…I'm…I'm gonna go cleanup ok? Just know that…I'm not mad you, and I'm sorry" She said without turning and then broke into a sprint towards the bathroom in hopes of avoiding his reply.

Broly stood outside the cave, still too stunt by everything that had transpired to move. Lemo came rushing out with a worried look in his eyes.

"Broly! Is everything alright? Cheelai looked terrible but she wouldn't talk about it, you two aren't hurt are you?" He asked with worry.

"Not hurt…but maybe…sick?" Broly then plopped down on the ground, landing crossed legged. Lemo approached him slowly as the saiyan continued.

"Cheelai was attached, but when I got there, she was fighting, she was wild…and strong…and something happened to me…to my body…I wanted to help her…but instead I just watched her…Lemo I'm afraid I'm sick…it happened before…when I saw her in the bath…"

Lemo's eyes widened when Broly pointed at his lap in concern and embarrassment. "Say no more my friend! You're not sick at all! Come on inside, I found the answer to your questions, I promise, everything will make sense soon"

Broly perked up with interest and a bit of relief at being told he wasn't sick. When he came upon Cheelai, something had stirred within him. Similar to the feeling he got when he walked in on her by accident.

But that had lasted seconds, and the shock of being yelled at to get out had slapped him like a bucket of cold water. This time, he stopped to watch, and it did something to him. Looking down at his lap, he let out a huge sigh of relief at finding his body back to normal.

"Here it is!" Lemo announced, breaking Broly out of his musings. "It's a little outdated, but I think it'll do!" Broly watched with interest as the smaller man brought out a black screen and popped some sort of chip into it.

"It's a video that will teach you everything there is to know about girls and boys and development and uh…you know, body changes, it only covers the mating rituals of mammals, but hey, I think it'll get you up to speed for the time being"

He continued to explain. "Mating?" Broly questioned as his eyes focused on the now moving screen. "Just watch, pay attention to the lessons, and if you have any more questions after…well I'll try to help you with that"

-With Cheelai-

'He didn't seem mad at me…maybe a little weirded out but…a lot of things weird him out right? actually, now that I think about it, he comes from a warrior race so…that couldn't have bothered him…right?' Cheelai told herself as she rubbed at her head with a towel.

Finishing up, she took a quick glance at herself in the mirror. She must have looked a mess covered in gore and dirt. She probably looked exactly like that she did the day she stole that galactic patrol spaceship and flew away.

Away from that awful place, and away from that awful fate. Being a fugitive of the galactic patrol or a soldier in Frieza's army was a walk in the park compared to the future she had managed to escape from.

Shaking her head free of the dark memories, Cheelai decided to go find her friends, leaving the past where it belonged.

Walking out into their small living room, she noticed Broly and Lemo watching something on a small screen. Looking over Broly's giant shoulder she caught sight of what they were watching.

"Urg…I remember this, the miracle of life by sector forty-seven…you know it gave me nightmares for like a month…" Cheelai protested while moving to sit next to Broly.

"Yeah well, it covers the basics, we all had to watch it at one point and now that our friend Broly here has joined the rest of civilization it's only fair he suffers like the rest of us, we were lucky to find a copy in the scouters archives" Lemo said with a laugh.

"I guess…" Cheelai replied. Taking a quick glance at Broly, she couldn't stop her blush at how cute he looked putting all his focus into the video. "Well I'll leave you guys to it" She said while giving Broly a quick pat on the shoulder.

He tensed at the contact but otherwise did not break his focus.

"Aw come on! Don't you want to know how babies are made?" Lemo mocked. "Ha ha, I've had enough awkward moments to last me a life time, I'm gonna go take nap"

-Two hour into the lesson-

"But I don't want Cheelai to have pain and bleed…" Broly protested, his eyes widened as he paused the video Lemo had presented him with.

He said it would teach him all he needed to know about females, so that he wouldn't embarrass or accidentally hurt Cheelai, something he was deeply concerned about. And of course, it would also help him learn about himself and any changes he might encounter.

So far the video had explained why female's chests were different, and their function, and it did make sense, it was noble and miraculous really, to have a body part specifically made to nurture young.

But it had yet to explain why Cheelai's chest, or breasts as the video had referred to them, made his heart jump every time they bounced, or why he would get the sudden urge to reach out and touch them.

Of course he hadn't acted on it, something told him that would be wrong to do, but still that part of her body held a certain allure he just couldn't comprehend.

He wasn't an infant, and based on the videos explanation he had no need for them…expect for the nagging need to press his face against her and inhale deeply.

The video also talked about female's hips, the reason why they were shaped different, so far everything seemed to be for the purpose of breeding. The wider the hips, the easier time the female would have in adjusting to a growing life within her.

That had nothing to do with him, it didn't affect him, but the video hadn't explained why he'd been having visions of sneaking up behind her, grabbing those hips and molding her backside to his front.

And then the lesson went on to something called a cycle, which apparently varied depending on the species.

As he understood it, it was an affliction that only plagued females which caused pain and bleeding from their core, as the video had call it.

Depending on the species the affliction could last weeks, and it was the result of not being pregnant, the bodies way of getting rid of all the material that had been prepared inside for the shaping of a new life.

If it went unused it would be discarded, thus causing discomfort and manifesting in blood. The picture of Cheelai sitting in a puddle of it, holding onto her abdomen and twisting in pain sent him flying to his feet.

Before Lemo could stop the warrior, Broly darted from the room in search of Cheelai. 'Not again!' Thought Lemo as he ran after his friend, knowing there was no way to catch up to the Saiyan.

-Cheelai's Room-

She should be used to the sudden bursts of energy every time Broly appeared, especially if he was worried or agitated, honestly she should have just stuck around and watched the video with them.

Would have saved him numerous trips every time he misunderstood something. So far Broly had come barging in about six times with some outrageous demands, questions, or accusations.

In between visits, Cheelai had been keeping herself busy by searching through her scouter for any news on her and her friends, because, come on, bounty hunters would eventually get stupid enough to try and think they could take on Broly.

The price on their heads was getting up there and someone had to keep up with the news, and besides, with Broly flying in every twenty minutes or so, a nap was just out of the question.

She was so caught up going over all the headlines that the sudden slam of her door made her jump and almost fall off the bed completely.

"Broly what the hell!" She shouted, gabbing onto her chest to keep her heart from jumping out. He ignored her distress and leaned over her, his imposing size almost blocking out the light in the room, the guy really needed a lesson on personal space.

"We must make a baby so you won't bleed" He announced frantically, his hands reaching for her shoulders and unconsciously pushing her small body further into the plush bed.

Her eyes became impossibly wide and she was sure her cheeks grew at least four shades darker. "I told you to finish the video Broly!" She yelled, trying to push him off.

He gasped, noticing he had once again broken the rules by touching her without asking and quickly backed off. "But Cheelai you…"

"No! finish the video, all of it! And then we'll talk!". The girl scolded as she began shoving the giant man out of her bedroom only to run into a very breathless Lemo. "I'm sorry…he…he got away again…I…oh I'm too old for this!"

The older alien lamented as he led the still very concerned Saiyan back to his lesson. 'Well, they're half way through…maybe I should leave the door open, any more Saiyan outbursts and it'll probably crumble down…'

-Back to the Lesson-

Broly sat in front of the small screen, eyes wide and mouth gaping open. He shifted uncomfortably, pulling at the sudden tightness of his pants.

The video was now talking about the way a female's body would react when aroused and how it would aid in preparation for something called intercourse.

It utilized a simple stick figure like drawing, that was anatomically correct to help the viewer understand what was going on. Somewhere along the lesson he stopped seeing the figure and began picturing what he could remember of Cheelai's naked body.

And when a male figure was introduced, he began seeing himself in it as well. It finally explained what had been happening to his lower half.

He was pleased to learn he wasn't sick, in fact, he was perfectly healthy, everything made sense. Based on what the video explained, Broly could now identify he was sexually attracted to Cheelai and his body was simply reacting accordingly.

The video had said females also experienced a reaction when aroused by a male and the thought had his heart beating fast and his breath coming out in small puffs, when he remembered he needed to continue breathing that is.

Lemo watched with slight discomfort, the video covered the basics and it targeted the subject from a very scientific point of view but by Broly's reaction one would think they were watching some sort of lewd film.

The boy was way over due for a sexual awakening, that was for sure. However, Lemo could already see an error in his method of teaching. Broly would still need help learning to understand his emotions towards the subject.

Finally the credits rolled and the video suggested they should continue to volume two. Broly sat unmoving like a rock, eyes still wide and mouth still open.

So many questions running through his head, but now that the video was over and he had gained more understanding on the subject, he wasn't sure he felt comfortable talking to Cheelai about it.

It seemed embarrassing now, and suddenly he knew why she shied away and yelled so much. The memory of asking her to make babies, twice now made his face burn. "Lemo…" He began slowly. 'Here it comes' Thought the older man bracing himself.

"You said the video would explain everything I needed to know but…It didn't and I still have questions, but…I don't think I can ask Cheelai anymore, I see now why she got so angry…" Lemo scratched his head and offered Broly a sincere smile.

"Yeah, well it wasn't your fault, so don't dwell on it! I'm sure she's forgotten all about it by now, but if you still don't feel comfortable asking her questions, then I can help"

Taking a deep breath, Broly gathered his thoughts. "I'm so confused, the video explained a lot but…it didn't say anything about why I want Cheelai so bad…I didn't know there was so much I could do with her…"

"Whoa there, big guy, you can't do anything to her, not unless she wants you to! Please tell me you understand that!"

Broly looked back at Lemo started. "Yes, of course, but how do I ask her?" Lemo took a deep breath of relive. "It isn't just about asking her Broly, look, Cheelai, I've known her for a while, and she's not the type of girl to engage in a physical relationship without strings attached"

"Will the strings be covered in volume two?" Lemo blinked at the innocent question for a moment and slapped a hand to his forehead.

"No, I meant…ok, here's something the video didn't cover…you know the sex part right? How it works, physically, this goes there, that moves here, right?" Broly nodded his head.

"Ok, well, the experience is more than just physical, it is also emotional, it's about connecting on a deeper level, and it can leave you feeling very vulnerable, Cheelai is a good girl, and she deserves to be cherished, and loved…don't you think?"

Broly thought for a moment, about the word love and what it meant. He knew the emotion was tied to the strain he sometimes felt in his chest. Love, he decided, was painful.

He had loved Ba, and he had loved his father, both were gone now. "No…" He then whispered darkly. "If I love Cheelai, she will leave me too, love is not good Lemo"

The old man blinked and moved to sit next to Broly, placing his hand on his shoulder. "That's not true Broly, love is complicated, and while it can be painful, when done right, it can also be great…tell me, what is it you feel for Cheelai?"

Sitting up and clutching his chest Broly began to answer. "I like to watch her, Cheelai is nice, and smells good, and she's small, and soft, and I never want her to get hurt…and I like touching her and I like it when she touches me too, I never thought I needed touch before…"

He suddenly stopped, remembering something. Turning to his friend with a wild look in his eyes. "On Freiza's ship, the man I wanted to kill…he wanted to touch Cheelai too, he wanted to…did he want to?"

Catching on Lemo nodded. "Uh, probably, Cheelai is very pretty after all, it's bound to happen…" Grabbing Lemo by his collar, Broly roughly brought him to eye level.

"Will this happen with all men? Do they all want to touch her? Do you?" Lemo raised his hands in defeat.

"No! of course not! I'm old Broly, and Cheelai is more like a daughter to me! But as far as other men go, well we're bound to run into some that will be interested in her, that's just how it is, maybe we'll run into other girls you might find interesting too"

Setting the man down with a quick apology, Broly stood up, his anger radiating off of him but quickly coming under control. "I don't like it…"

Lemo had mentioned other girls before, Cheelai herself had even encouraged he meet some, the idea didn't sit well with Broly.

The very thought of other men touching Cheelai would twist his stomach and send him into a rage, but perhaps she didn't feel the same, why would she want him to meet other girls?

The pain in his heart was back, maybe it was too late, the familiar ache only love could cause was raking havoc in his chest. "Love is not good…" he whispered slowly.

"Ok look, obviously you have strong feelings for Cheelai, you just have to sort them out, you should talk to her, find out how she feels about you, you keep saying love is not good, but think how you'll feel if Cheelai ever says she loves you"

Before Broly could answer, the person in question walked in. Her slender arms reaching high as she stretched her back. "Hey guys, how's the lessons going?" She asked with a yawn, she never did get her nap.

Broly was before her in a flash, towering over her, but with a soft look in his eyes. She gulped a little, looking up at the mountain of a man.

The guy really did know how to suck the attention in the room. She tilted her head in question as Broly began looking troubled. Obviously he was having a hard time forming the words for whatever it was he wanted to tell her.

"Um…you ok big guy?" She asked him, her eyes peering up at him. "I…yes…I have learned a lot…" He finished, but looked unsure.

Cheelai offered him a smile as she reached for him, placing her palm on his chest to convey her understanding. A habit known among her kind. She had done this as well when he freaked out about Bah's ear.

"That's great Broly, you know I'm sure that old archive has all kinds of videos about all kinds of other subjects! Before you know it you'll be up to speed on everything there is to know in the universe!"

Before she could remove her hand, Broly placed his on top and gently held it in place. She looked down at their hands, already feeling her cheeks heating up, her attempt at changing the subject didn't seem to work this time.

"Lemo said I should ask you how you feel about me" He blurted out. His eyes widening at his own forwardness, he was beginning to miss the days when he didn't understand embarrassment.

Cheelai's heart felt like it would shoot out her mouth any minute now. She took a quick glance at Lemo who shrugged in response, and swallowing the lump that was beginning to from in her throat she slowly turned back to Broly.

"Well…"

TBC…