A/N: WOW! I have so much to talk about! First of all, I'm really sorry about taking so long to update. It's back to school, as you know, and my evil teachers don't hesitate with the freaking homework… grrr… I was sooo excited about this long weekend. I knew I'd FINALLY have a chance to update. But lucky old me, I got sick with a cold right in the middle of the week… despite how crappy I feel because of this damn cold, I managed to write a little SOMETHING. It's not my greatest work but hey, here's something to keep you entertained for now… Originally, this chapter was going to be named "We did not!" but there was a change of plan. This is now called "Would YOU do her?" and the next chapter will be called "We did not!"

Also, you might have noticed that I changed my name to Mimi the pink Kitty. I like it. It makes me laugh hysterically. XD

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What Really Happened on the Dominion

CHAPTER 4

"Would YOU do her?"

Ahh… morning on the Dominion at last… all is at peace… everything is right where it's supposed to be… or… is it?

Natarle didn't want to open her eyes. She was still too tired… and so comfortable presently… she could feel someone beside her, their arms wrapped around her. Her mind told her she was back on Earth, in the arms of her boyfriend...

"Wait a minute…" Natarle thought suddenly, not wanting to open her eyes at the discovery of this… "I don't have a boyfriend…"

Slowly, she opened her eyes and found herself face to face with…. MURUTA AZRAEL!

"OH MY GOD! YOU PERVERT!" She screamed, jumping up and pointing a trembling finger right at him.

The door slid open and our good-old-yet-abused crew member walked inside.

"What happened? What's wrong?" He asked quickly looking from the petrified Natarle to the hazy Azrael who had just sat up.

"T-that…. That's what's wrong…" she whispered continuing to point at the Director.

"That-? I'm not a THAT!" Azrael cried- fully awake now.

"Yes you are, PERVY!" Natarle screamed, storming out of the room. "I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO SCRUB MYSELF!"

"OH! DON'T GIVE YOURSELF TOO MUCH CREDIT THERE, CAPTAIN!" Azrael shrieked. "SERIOUSLY! Would you even want to TOUCH that Harpy?"

The crew member blinked once or twice. "Um…. Maybe…"

Azrael stared, looking rather alarmed. "Y-you would?"

"Well… sure…" was the reply.

He stared at the quiet crew member for a long minute before shouting rather loudly "Moving on!"

He walked from the room and towards the Bridge. Sighing for what felt like the one millionth time, our crew member followed.

"You're a dying breed, my friend," Azrael began as they walked down the hall together. "No offence, but I believe no one in their right mind would ever DREAM of touching that freaking harpy."

"Ummm…. Okay…" he muttered.

"So, if she thinks I've, well, you know… um… touched her in her sleep, I'm gonna prove her wrong…" Azrael hissed angrily.

"How are you going to do that, Director?" The crew member asked slowly.

"Well, I'll ask around, of course! But to make it seem even more repulsing, I'll ask if anyone would ever DO her! NO ONE CAN AGREE TO DO SUCH A THING! MWAHAHAHA!" Azrael laughed manically.

"Um… I could be wrong, Director… but I believe that's a form of harassment…" he muttered.

"Nonsense! It's the perfect plan!" He concluded, just as they entered the Bridge. "GOOD MORNING EVERYONE!" Azrael cried cheerfully. "I COME TO YOU TODAY WITH A QUESTION! ONE THAT I HOPE YOU CAN HELP ME ANSWER!"

"Okay… a few of the crew muttered.

"All right… are you ready for this? It's frightening… I will tell you that, I will tell you that… here it is…. Would any of you… ever DO Captain Harpy Badgirule?" He asked finally.

There was a long silence before someone said quite loudly: "Yeah, sure, why not?"

Much to Azrael's shock, everyone agreed.

"YOU PEOPLE ARE UNBELIEVABLE!" He screamed. "THE ONLY WAY I'D EVER SCREW THAT REPULSING HARPY WAS IF I WAS SOOO DRUNK, I WAS BLIND AND DEAF! SHE'S JUST- EW!"

"Good Lord above, Director… I never knew you felt so strongly about this," some brave soul spoke up as he watched Azrael's eye twitch uncontrollably.

"I think I know why!" Yet another brave soul spoke up. "You're GAY!"

Silence filled the room yet again.

"I don't even know what to say…" Azrael muttered, walking from the room and to God knows where…

With Natarle…

Here we are again, with Natarle in the shower… after noticing all the bruises on her body, she'd remembered what had happened last night… they REALLY were serious about beating the living hell out of each other… or even killing each other… that explained why they were uh… 'so close' upon waking up…

"Hmm… maybe I should go apologize…" Natarle muttered, as much as she hated to admit it…

Once she'd finished her shower and was drying off and just beginning to get dressed, there was loud knocking on the door, followed by Azrael's clearly pissed voice…

"LISTEN HERE, YOU HARPY! I DON'T GIVE A RAT'S ASS IF THE ENTIRE CREW ON THIS FREAKING SHIP WANTS TO SCREW YOU! YOU'RE A DISGUSTING HUMAN BEING, OR AN EXCUSE FOR ONE, AND YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE SHOOTING MYSELF IN THE HEAD! SO WHY DON'T YOU GO DO THE WORLD A FAVOR AND HANG YOURSELF!"

Natarle stood there, with her mouth wide open. He'd hardly given her a chance to get dressed before completely freezing her up with anger.

"Did I say forgive him? I MEANT KILL HIM!" She screamed, unlocking the door and lunging for the unsespecting Director.

"IF I REALLY DO MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE SHOOTING YOURSELF IN THE HEAD, THEN WHY HAVEN'T YOU GONE THROUGH WITH IT, YOU FREAK!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, grabbing and shaking him by the collar of his shirt.

"HARPY! FREAKING HARPY!" Azrael screamed pathetically back.

Well… if there one thing that Natarle had learned as her short time being Captain aboard the Dominion, it was this… SCREW RESTRAINT!


A/N: That is the last part that's gonna have I'll-beat-the-crap-out-of-you fighting in it. It is starting to get old… next chapter will be what this chapter was supposed to be; 'We did not!' I'm hoping it'll be better than this short, crappy chapter…

MPK