"If you leave, where will you go?" This is the song I'm listening to right now. It's Nine Days – So Far Away. It's a good one. But rather odd timing I think. I've got news. It's sad news and if my poster reads this it my be bad but can always be removed. Her dad passed away on Thursday. I didn't find out till this morning before work. Kind of sucked. Not knowing what to do or say so I'm giving her some space. I think it's best for both of us. I've started to become impartial, and sort of non-caring. Nothing is fazing me right now. It'll hit me in a few days. I do care about what happened but I'm not totally consumed by it. I feel sick but that's about it. I hope things go better from now on.

Cell awoke the next morning to find the bed empty. Maybe Freeza had already gone down for something to eat. He went onto the balcony to get some fresh air. The sun was above the horizon but was not yet near it's peak. Cell sighed. Perhaps he had been a little harsh. He turned to go back inside. Then he heard it, a slight moan coming from the left side of the balcony. He turned and saw that Freeza had fallen asleep on the chair. His head was turned to the side; he was curled into a ball, a small blanket used to cover him. Cell grabbed Freeza and carried him off to the bed. Cell moved the blankets so to better position Freeza. Freeza could feel the blankets go over his body. He opened his eyes but only for a moment. One word escaped his mouth before passing out.

"Sorry…"

What was he sorry for? There was nothing to beg forgiveness. He had done nothing wrong, and more over, since when did he apologize? He always had to be right. And even if he knew he was wrong, he would never admit it. Only to Samantha, she was the only exception. Lucky Bitch. They still had a few hours to wait before the tournament would start again. Maybe he could get his memories back before then.

Everyone was ready for the next match to begin. Cell stood a ways away from Freeza. Freeza kept approaching him but getting turned down. Jewel saw this as an opportunity and moved right in. He walked up to Freeza's side and placed his hand on Freeza's waist. Freeza straitened himself. Cell wasn't paying attention. He really must have been deep in thought. Jewel started to move his hand towards Freeza's front.

"Keep your hands away from there."

"And what'll you do to stop me? Your boy toy over there doesn't seem to care for you anymore."
Freeza looked back in Cell's direction. Cell still was oblivious to the situation. Freeza wasn't weak. He could defend himself. He simply turned to Jewel and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Finally giving in huh?"

Freeza smiled starkly when applied pressure to his knee, raising it and canning Jewel. Jewel fell over and was clutching himself. Freeza headed in Cell's direction again, stopping a few steps away from Jewel. He turned his head back just slightly.

"Don't ever touch me again. I will kill you."

Jewel couldn't respond to that. He was too busy trying to concentrate on getting better. Freeza walked up and placed a hand on Cell's shoulder. Cell placed his hand on Freeza's. There was still love. But it was being forced now. Freeza sighed and shook his head. He left Cell alone. Mighty Mask was wobbling around. Freeza decided to go and talk to him. At least Goku wasn't there anymore. Mighty Mask was having some trouble. Freeza tapped him on the shoulder. He turned and nearly fell over.

"Don't do that. You nearly gave me a heart attack."

"I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to startle you. I just came to talk, you seem to be a loner."

"Well… I like it like that. Don't have to worry about having to make conversation."

"But you must get lonely at some point. I did."

"You were a loner?"

"Yeah. For many years but I found a friend who would stay by me."

"You mean that guy over there. What was his name?"

"Tsuzuki. Oh, mine's Hisoka by the way."
Freeza extended his hand. Mighty Mask shook it. When he pulled his hand back, the glove came with him. Freeza looked at the glove then at Mighty Mask's hand. Mighty Mask started to act funny. Freeza handed him his glove back.

"Sorry about that."

Mighty Mask snatched his glove. Freeza stood there as he tried to put it back on. Freeza could tell he was having trouble so went and grabbed the glove. He opened it and let Mighty Mask slide his hand in.

"So… how do you expect to fight with small hands like that?"

"I manage."

"Alright. I didn't mean anything by it. Good luck today."

Freeza left him thinking that he was nuts. Mighty Mask just stood there, watching him walk away.

"Hey Trunks, you think he's onto us?"

"I don't know Goten. I hope not. We've gotten this far, I don't want us to have to throw it all away now."

"I know what you mean. But did you sense the power coming from him?"

"Yeah. And that wasn't even all of it."

"It wasn't? Then how strong is he?"

"We wont know until he fights again."

"Who fights him next?"

"I don't know. Dammit Goten you ask too many questions."

"I can't help it Trunks."

"Just shut up and let's get on with this. We have to fight today."

"Let's just hope that we don't get caught before then."

"…Yeah."

Cell was standing by the door. He still wasn't up to fight. This was taking too long. He was bored. He looked around for Freeza. He found him leaning against the wall. Cell stayed where he was and watched the announcer. Then something flashed in his mind. His body became hot. He could remember something. Freeza was being pressed against the wall, sweating and panting. He was remembering their night together. He closed his eyes to visualize the situation. He was remembering every sensation, every touch, and every breath. It was driving him nuts. They had moved from the wall to the bed. He could see Freeza was in pain. He was crying. Cell grit his teeth.

"Oh god I did hurt him. I did rape him."

Cell tried to concentrate harder. Maybe he didn't rape him. Maybe it only looked that way. He was about to find out. Freeza was crying out. He was about to scream stop or more. As he saw Freeza's mouth open, the announcer had come back and shook him awake.

"You okay there Tsuzuki? You look like you're going to pass out."

"I wasn't. I was just thinking. I was about to remember something very important that I had forgotten and you startled me. I lost it."

"Oh. I'm sorry. I just thought that you might want to watch the next round. Mr. Satan is going up against that eighteen girl."

"I already know who's going to win that fight."

"Mr. Satan right."

"No. Eighteen will. I've seen her fight. She's good. She knows how to take down an opponent without mercy."

"Well that won't happen here."

"I know. The rules. She's still good."

"Well, let's just see how this plays out."

Eighteen was standing across from Hercule. He was complimenting her on her looks, trying to hook up with her. She was basically telling him off. I mean really, who'd want to date him? She came at him, throwing everything she had. He ended up with many bruises and cuts. He got close enough to her that he was able to make her a deal. If she would purposely lose, he would pay her. Basically it was a bribe. She thought about it, there were still a few more rounds before the end of the tournament. There was a good chance that he wasn't going to win it. And those new guys were making things more interesting. But that other guy, the taller one with blackish hair, he was different. There was something there that she knew, and feared. She should bail out now while she could. Not out of fear but the money was worth it. She let Hercule hit her in the face and she flew out of the ring. She didn't hit the ground. She was having second thoughts. She flew back into the ring.

"What? I thought we had a deal."

"We did. But I'm making a new one."

The fight was going to continue when Mighty Mask made a mistake. He stumbled into the arena, not in the fight area but on the grass. Goten and Trunks fell out of their disguise. The announcer had to stop the match.

"Folks we seem to have hit another snag in this tournament. We have a couple of boys here that thought they could compete in the adult division. They have now been disqualified. And since this distraction has occurred, we must stop this match. They will be assigned to fight different opponents. The two of you may return to the waiting area and get some medical attention."

Hercule was more then happy with that. He was safe and he didn't have to pay her. Eighteen walked up beside him.

"If you don't want me to tell them about the deal, you better still pay me. The deal still stands."

"O…okay."

Eighteen walked passed him to get her wounds checked. She walked past Tsuzuki and had a chill go up her spin. She didn't like him. He turned in her direction and smiled at her. She shivered. He picked up on that. It made him smile even more. He looked back over to Freeza. He was still leaning against the wall. He was watching everyone, trying to get as much information just by observing. Cell walked over to him.

"May I join you?"

"You sure you want to?"

"Yeah. I'm sure about this."

Cell sat on the floor, leaning his back against the wall. Freeza slid down the wall to join him. They sat in silence for a while. The new pairings were being decided. Cell nudged Freeza with his arm.

"I remember."

"Really?"

Freeza's eyes lit up.

"Only part of it I'm afraid. I can't remember whether you liked it or not."
"Trust me. I liked it. No that's a lie. I loved it. There's nothing to worry about."

"I wish I could believe that."

Freeza rubbed against him. They began to snuggle when the announcer came back. They had to pull away real quick.

"Okay. Things are back on schedule. There is a slight change. Both the Mrs. Eighteen and Mr. Satan will be in the finals but must fight others. So Tsuzuki, you'll be fighting Jewel now. Then Hisoka will fight Mr. Satan. And since there is an extra due to Mighty Mask's unveiling, Eighteen will fight whoever wins that match. Do we understand?"

"Yeah. Sounds like fun."

"Think you can handle Hercule?"

"Of course. He didn't seem like he'd be that hard to beat."

"So who fights now?"

"Well since those two need some time to recuperate, Tsuzuki and Jewel are next."

"YES! Finally some action."

Cell looked over at Jewel. He was fine now and had been for a while. He was looking forward to this. If he could beat Tsuzuki, he could show Hisoka that he was better. This was perfect. Hisoka kissed Tsuzuki on the cheek for good luck. He whispered into his ear.

"Win. Kick his ass for me."

"I know I'll win."

"You better. He tried to have his way with me."

"What? When was this?"

"When you were pondering. He tried to touch me."

Freeza grabbed Cell's hand and placed it between his legs. They were so close that you wouldn't have noticed unless you were really looking. Freeza was deliberately trying to piss Cell off. He wanted that guy dead. And Cell was taking it. Cell removed his hand and wrapped his arms around Freeza.

"I wont let him have you."

He let go and stepped into the ring. Jewel had a smug look on his face that Cell was more then willing to wipe it off. The announcer did his thing and left them to fight. Cell took his stance. He had to remember not to kill him.

"You know what…"

Cell stared at Jewel. Jewel had a plan to drive Tsuzuki wild, causing him to make mistake after mistake. But Cell was to smart for that. Then again, he's never been in love before either.

"I think Hisoka is loosing his liking to you. Why, just recently he came onto me."

Cell stood up and started laughing. Jewel couldn't understand it. Cell calmed himself down and looked back at him. He stood in his usual regal way. He got that from Freeza's genes.

"You know… I would have fallen for that a few moments ago if he hadn't told me what you did to him."

"And what was that?"

"This."

Cell zoomed towards Jewel and grabbed his crotch. He made it look like he hit him in the gut. Below the belt moves were frowned upon. He squeezed his hand.

"You wont dare touch him like this again will you?"

"…No…"

"Good. Now let's continue this fight. And let's try and be civilized when we do this."

Cell wasn't going to hold back. This was payback. That and it was the most excitement he's really had in a long time. Jewel made the first move. He lunged at Cell. Cell dodged him. He tried again but from a different angle. Still wasn't working. Cell kept dodging him. This was pissing Jewel off.

"Stand still and fight like a man."

"I am. Are you?"

Jewel lunged at him for the last time. He was going out of the ring. Cell grabbed him before he could hit the ground. He threw him back into the ring. Jewel landed hard on his ass on the opposite side. Cell took his stance again.

"Now for real."

Cell let some of his energy escape. Master Roshi picked up on the increase in power. He asked the others if they felt anything. Most of them there didn't have the ability to sense anything. He dismissed the idea. Maybe it was his imagination. The fire in Cell's eyes had grown. He was going to enjoy this. Jewel could sense his hunger for battle. This scared him more than anything. Cell made his move. He was attacking Jewel with everything he had. Jewel was powerless to stop him. Jewel tried to defend himself but was too much of a pretty boy to really have any fighting potential. Cell kept on attacking relentlessly. Cell could tell this fight wouldn't go anywhere. He finished him off but kept him in the ring. He stood over Jewel. He had won. Was there any doubt?

"Well that's it ladies and gentlemen. Tsuzuki is the winner of this fight. The fights will continue tomorrow as the semi-finals progress."

Cell walked over to Freeza. Freeza nearly jumped on him.

"How was that?"

"That was great. I knew you'd win."

"Of course. You didn't think I'd let someone like him stop me do you?"

"No. It's just fun watching you fight."

Cell and Freeza were back in their room that night. Freeza was laying on the bed reading and Cell was out on the balcony, thinking. Freeza knew that things were back to normal. But Cell was still uneasy about getting intimate. He placed his book down and walked over to the balcony. Cell was leaning on the rails and looking up at the stars. The moon was changing. It was no longer full. It had become a more oval shape. It was trying to become a backwards crescent. The stars were bright this night. Freeza placed a hand on Cell's, getting his attention almost instantly. Cell picked up his hand and kissed it. Freeza stood close to him. Cell moved his hand down Freeza's back and rested it against his waist. He pulled him closer.

"Nice night."

Cell didn't say anything. Freeza looked up at him. Cell was still serious. He was still thinking about what to do. Whether he should touch him or whether he should keep his distance. Having his hand on his hip was a sign that he wanted to be intimate again but was afraid to take it further. Freeza wrapped his arm around Cell's waist. Cell sucked in some air. They stayed that way for a good portion of the night. Freeza let go and tried leading him back to the bed. Cell wouldn't move. He wanted to stay outside, as if he had done something wrong, like he needed to make up for it. Freeza started to yank on his arm.

"No Freeza. I can't. Not yet."

"We need to get some sleep. I have to fight tomorrow and so do you. Come on."

Cell finally caved and went with him. Freeza was pulling back the covers, allowing Cell to get in first. Cell laid back and tried to advert his eyes away from Freeza's. Freeza was tired of this. This wasn't like him. He was a taker, not some shy little boy. He had to get him back to the way he was. Freeza crawled onto the bed and over Cell. He placed his hands by Cell's head, waking him up.

"Freeza… what are you…"

"Quiet. I'm sick of this Cell. This isn't you. You're different then this. You usually take what you want. But now look at you. You're scared and of what? Me? I don't think so. You need to get back into your way of thinking. Or else I'm gonna have to start kicking your ass."

"You know you couldn't do that. You're not strong enough."

"Maybe not, but I can still get you to change your mind. I may not be strong but I may be smarter."

"I don't think so."

"Oh really? Then why don't you prove it?"

Freeza had challenged him. He couldn't go back now. Cell had to put his fears on hold in order to prove Freeza wrong. Freeza stayed on top of him, staring down into Cell's eyes. He then sat down on him. Cell grabbed him and restrained him by forcing him into the bed. Freeza tried to break free. He put up a good struggle but couldn't get out. Cell was using his strength against him again. He bent over and licked up Freeza's neck. He pulled away to catch the look on Freeza's face. His lips were slightly parted and his cheeks were burning. He was ready.

"Remember Freeza, you asked for this."

"I know. I wanted this for some time."

"If I start to hurt you, stop me."

"You couldn't hurt me even if you tried."

"Oh yeah?"

Cell flipped Freeza over so that he was face first into the bed. Cell was getting ready to pull his pants off when he decided to bite his ear. Freeza let out a little squeak.

"See. I can if I really want to."

"I'll get you for that."

"Then let me have it."

Freeza struggled under him again, still to no avail. He was helpless under him. Cell lowered his head and talked to Freeza again. His breath was warm against his ear. Some of his hair was blowing because of his breath.

"Now will you let me have you? Or shall we continue with this pointless fight of ours."

"…Go ahead. Take me."

"With pleasure."