Erm this chapter might be a tad bit of a mess. I really just kind of wrote it. It came out in spurts I wrote the first part a month ago and then I just started right tonight for 3 hours straight and this came out. I might have made it a bit too fluffy at the end but its platonic I swear! I tried to explain so hopefully its not too horrible and doesn't give you cavities. Its actually kind of a joke. AH! You'll see XP I'll Beta it later with Kazumi.
Sev-chan
Bardock Resurrection: Part II: Chapter 6
He wanted to do nothing more then to obliterate something in to particles of dust. He was confused more so then his visions had ever made him. Scratch that, his visions were the cause of this mess! He was getting attached to the female he developing and emotional bond to her because of that damn vision of her death. Every fiber of the soldier lying dormant inside him screamed at him to end it. Comradery was one thing amongst his people but this emotional attachment was dangerous. It was a foreign to him as snow in the seventh level of hell. To be honest it down right scared the living shit out of him. That old alien was that had cursed him with this gift of future sight was laughing in his grave now. He was accomplishing what he wanted. He wanted Bardock to suffer and he was suffering in ways he never thought possible.
So here he sat practically pouting on a cliff face in the middle of nowhere practically a hundred or so miles out from the crowded urban city. That female was in that city and at the moment he wanted to stay as far away from her as possible. The moment of him actually holding her hand played over and over in his mind like a broken hologram gig. He could smell that tart scent of hers pungent with blood. He could feel the texture of her skin in his palm the cleft of her collarbone beneath his fingertips. Then of course those atrocious eyes of hers so water and wide. When he had looked into them he felt oddly caught and sluggish. Females had never had that effect on him before.
In fact the females came to him more often then not seeking his companionship not the other way around. He had never had a problem finding sexual pleasure and sating his appetite for the female presence. This weakling female had not the mental capacity of a female saiyan nor the understanding for a physical relationship. If he bedded her it would be an insufferable mess and that was a chance he wasn't willing to take. In fact he should just leave now and find his own way. His body was nearly healed and he could survive. She would be better off since his presence most of the time irritated her. He would leave and find a female to take his frustrations out on surely there was one or more on this pathetic planet that could understand him.
Then again the female did understand him more then he gave her credit for. He had deemed her acute in the beginning and she had persevered through his belligerence and teasing. He had actually thought she would cave to him but she actually had the audacity to ignore him and to be getting used to him. That familiarity was what started this whole thing. He should have made her fear him kept her on her toes and so forth. She had feared him at first but now it was as if she sensed he did not want to actually see her come to harm. Humans were irritatingly addicting so complex and utterly unique this vitality of utter ignorance of danger. He could snap her neck he had killed females and whelps before. What made her different? He could do it again. It had all been under Frieza's order of course he been but was it who he was?
"Shut up!" He snarled grabbing his head
He was of course speaking to his memory. He had never wanted to kill those worlds so savagely. Saiyans were as he had described to the female honorable. They lived to fight a worthy opponent and trade blow for blow with a mixing of blood. To die by the hand of a worthy enemy was a good death. Was that why his race had been eradicated by time and space? They had lost their true purpose and lose the meaning of themselves entirely? Enslaved by greed and fear to a tyrant becoming his attack dogs for hire later used and discarded like trash. He should have died with is people should have been blown into oblivion and beyond.
"WHY!" He screamed jumping up
His feet pummeled the ground leaving cracks in the cliff face in a web formation. Throwing balled fists down to his sides he let out a sheer scream of fury and the bedrock facing of the cliff exploded.
He fell to his knees in the rubble trembling and let one arm cradle his stomach. He convulsed vomiting blood and mucus onto the ground and it soaked his finger tips and flecks landed on his forearm holding himself up.
"I don't care how invincible you think you are or saiyans are supposed to be you're still flesh and blood and when you have a problem it needs to be fixed or it will turn into a bigger problem and sometimes then it's too late!"
Even now he could hear that annoying female badgering him and ironically she was right. His body was not healed enough to withstand the energy side of his power. He chuckled shakily pushing himself back and rocking on his heels.
"Damn you female." He said smirking
He had things to sort out to think about mostly with his current situation on earth but also with this female. To take on a bed mate of another species that could be interesting. First and foremost though he had to obtain his goal of reaching Capsule Corp. The female wasn't going anywhere anytime soon and he had more then enough patience to just sit back and wait.
Then again his vision of her death played a big part in this as well. He could possibly change it and then again he possibly couldn't. There was too much unknown here. For the time being he would concentrate on his current problem and let the female be. She was at his side where deep down he knew he could keep and eye on her. Also even though he didn't want to admit it he wanted to see what other chemistry laid between them. Just to let things happen and see where they went sort of. It might be the most moronic thing he could do.
She woke this time before Bardock came home and it was well into the wee morning hours. Her bedside clock read 4AM this time and she sleepily dragged herself up. He had been gone over twenty-four hours straight. If she calculated right he left yesterday at 1PM so that would put him at twenty-seven hours. Her gut twisted in worry had she scared him off? Certainly not, but then again he wasn't a touchy feely guy and she had grabbed his hand like a little kid. He had pulled away like she had shocked him and it hurt a little because after all he had been flirting with her! He initiated it all! Especially since with that stupid temper tantrum of his they had ended up in that situation!
So what if she understood him more! He still pissed her off to no end sometimes. With a lack of sleep and filled with worry right now was certainly no exception! She gave a frustrated sigh sitting in her terry cloth robe on her blood stained couch. Despite her best efforts she had gotten some of her blood on it. She was being and idiot but it helped her blow off some steam mentally berating him for no reason.
She fingered her cut delicately on her neck wincing slightly. He had also said her cuts were superficial, yeah right, maybe to his behemoth ass. The one on her neck was currently held together by butterfly bandages she had swiped from the E.R. she might very were need stitched because the cuts were eerily clean. People were going to think she got attacked by a mugger with a razor.
"Moron if you keep touching it the skin will not mend properly and you call yourself a medical officer." The condescending tone startled her slightly
She opened her eyes looking at the hunched figure of Bardock he was favoring his middle. He was still dressed in the same clothing but he looked horrible. He was covered in a thin layer of filmy dust and it stuck in a thick crust to place on his forearms. The knees of his slacks were torn out and he had a nice sized gash up the material on his left calf. Liz didn't hop to her feet right away she just kept staring at him.
"Are you half asleep female or did you not hear me?" He snapped irritable
"I heard you." Liz said softly
"Well then respond and stop gaping like a simpleton you are sitting on my bed." He said coming over towards the couch.
She barely had time to move when he flounced down on it like a Golden Retriever. He let out a grunt no doubt from pain before letting one arm and leg drape to the floor.
"What happened to you?" Liz asked a bit uncomfortable
"I overdid it with my power, you were right, I am not completely healed. If you dare try to shove it down my throat I will make you regret it." He growled
Liz smiled slightly "So you're hurt?"
"My abdomen took the full force of Frieza's hit my internal organs I think are bruised and I have a bit of internal bleeding because I ruptured the barely healed places in my body."
Liz paled hands flying to her mouth "We have to get you to the hospital! You're going to need surgery!"
"Female."
"Hold still! Don't move! I'll call and ambulance and get them to take you!"
"Female!"
"Hush! Don't talk!"
"LIZ!"
Liz had started fluttering around like a humming bird to fresh flowers. To think he might be bleeding out internally and possibly dying set her off in panic mode. Bardock had resorted to actually calling her by name in a harsh snap. He looked angry now glaring at her.
"I am fine, Liz, calm yourself moron." He wheezed painfully
"You're not fine!"
"My body will repair itself just as it did before. You cannot think of my injuries in comparison to a human's remember."
"B-but…."
"Trust me." He pleaded
Liz sunk to the floor looking at him and he just glanced at her. Those big clear orbs of her wavered with tears and he actually winced seeing them collecting there before they inevitably streaked her cheeks.
"First the visions that are oh so similar to seizures and not you want me to believe that your internal bleeding it no big deal?" She sniffled
"Of course." He smirked
"This is not a joke you asshole!" She sobbed
"I actually find it very amusing." He said smirk turning to full out grinning
Liz was a little taken back to actually see him smile. Actually it was a wider extension of his smirk and looked kind of evil to be honest. However, it raised his eyebrows and took a lot of the dark shadows and angles from his face giving him more of a variety of expression. She sniffed rubbing the back of her hand across her eyes.
"You are such an ass."
"So I've been told." He said grin relaxing slightly
"Will you at least let me examine you?" Liz pleaded
"If that is what it will take for you to stop whining of course." He said
Liz came over to his side immediately and hooked her arm behind his shoulders. She guided him to sit up and he indulged her to do so. Without a second thought she curled her fingers around the bottom hem of his shirt and tugged.
"Raise your arms slowly because it might hurt if you don't." she instructed professionally.
He complied again and with her help she had him free of his shirt. He jumped slightly as her cold hands splayed across his ribs tracing his skin delicately.
"I see some discoloration here." She said indicating where on a human would be the liver
"Not surprising."
"Oh my god! All of your ribs are cracked I can feel the ridges!" She gaped
"That is my biggest problem."
"Doesn't it hurt Bardock?" She questioned softly
"Of course but my anatomical structure is the opposite of you humans. Where your bones are more of a dense structure as saiyan's bone structure is more pliable which is why I can withstand massive amount of pressure without much contusions or standard abrasions and breaks." He remarked
"Amazing." Liz said fascinated
"Now do you believe me?" he asked quirking and eyebrow
Liz flushed nodding leaning on the couch. Any other time being so close to him would bother her but as for her position now it wasn't bothering her. She had pulled her self away leaning on the couch seat her left leg pressed against his before she had been practically straddling him as she examined his torso. They sat quietly for a few moments and Liz was almost tempted to rest her temple against his thigh but she dared not. She was surprised she was this close to him and didn't want to jinx it especially after before.
"Bardock."
"What?" He asked
"About before…."
"Forget it Liz."
"All right." She said with a sigh disappointed
He rolled his eyes reaching down and grasping her upper arm. She looked back at him and squeaked as he easily hefted her up on the couch beside him. With his weight on the couch it dipped and she was pressed into his side. It occurred to her earlier she had been running her hands all over his muscular torso and she had been completely and utterly oblivious.
"I still have many things to comprehend and understand of this world your patience for me is commendable." He said honestly
Liz blushed from her earlier thought and his compliment just now. Had he hit his head too? "Thank….you…" She breathed
"You will continue to assist me." He said
She sighed moment has seemed almost too good to be true but at least he had said it.
"That's fine."
He snorted tail unraveling and Liz froze as it lay across her lap brushing her thighs. He kicked back stretching out and she stared at the fuzzy mass on her legs. "I am in need of rest and I know you are as well."
Liz blushed again was he insinuating she fall asleep right here nestled against his arm tail across her thighs?
Bardock looked at her expectedly. When a Saiyan was comfortable around whomever occupied their space they unraveled their tails. Many a time he had been slammed and crammed together on mission on cargo ships with more then a hundred warriors literally thigh to back. They slept when comfortable with their tails unraveled. It didn't cramp as bad and let out kinks. For a Saiyan male to drape his tail at anyway or form across a female in a domestic setting he accepted her and not always as a mating. If Bardock had any intention of claiming her to his bed the tail would be locked around her thigh in more intimate areas. Right now it rested just above her knees it was still very personal but not as intimate as it could be. He watched her reaction intently.
Bardock noted the rise of color to her cheeks and then of course that scent of arousal he smirk lightly. "You were so curious about it before."
"You were in a coma."
He twitched his tail slightly and she flinched because it did tickle. The hair was too soft for the look of it you would think it bristly like a brush.
Liz knew he was teasing her but this whole new development was intriguing albeit also terrifying. Was he continuing to flirt with her?
"You're not going to send it up my night gown or any thing are you?" She asked honestly face glowing
"Tempting, but no enough questions female sleep." He said crossing his arms and closing his eyes
"You're all right with me falling asleep here?" She asked in shock
"Not if you keep running your mouth insistently." He grumbled
Liz took a breath holding it a moment and contemplating the situation. Sure from what had happened earlier she could take this as a sign of flirting. However a memory of slumber party sleepovers snuggling with guy friends in cars came to mind. This really wasn't that different was it? He wasn't trying to take advantage of her and he was completely serious and calm. Why not bit the hook and see what the bait tasted like. The fishermen could always throw back.
With that thought she shifted slightly leaning more into his arm. She pulled the rumpled comforter up and covered her chilled legs and gently scooped up his tail. He tensed for a few seconds as she gently laid it atop her blanketed thighs letting her fingers linger just a big longer. Lastly she pressed her shoulder and cheek against his bicep.
"Done fidgeting?" He mused
"Mmmhmm." She said already feeling drowsy as the morning light poked through her blinds.
Who knew saiyans could snuggle?
