CHAPTER 9-A TRIP INTO THE PAST
ME-"Welcome back everybody!"
KENTANA-"Yup!" Hugs the beaten Trunks tied to a strange bed next to her.
ME-"What is all that?" *Gestures towards the many, many, chains and saiyan ropes.* At least fifty padlocks were added into the tied up Trunks spaggetti.
KENTANA-"Just making sure he doesn't try to make a break for it."
TRUNKS-*Groans miserably* "How can I? With or without the chains I probably wouldn't leave and I broke my leg on the fall along with my other one when you tackled me. Not to mention the fact I'm strapped to this stretcher because you blew my back you fat ass!"
KENTANA-"I said I was sorry!"
TRUNKS-"Sorry doesn't fix my back, sensu beans do, but do I get sensu beans? NO! Because you dropped them down the garbage disposal!"
KENTANA-"You shouldn't have put them on your dinner plate the night we were eating beans for dinner!"
ME-"Do I want to ask how you blew his back or is that a private moment?"
TRUNKS-"The fat ass broke it when she broke my leg while hunting me down. DISCLAIMER-Zombiechick422 makes no claims towards owning Dragonball/Z/GT or any of its characters or plot. She only owns Kentana and her story."
Kentana lay in bed, cold sweat sliding down the back of her neck. Her breathing heavy and ragged. The crescent moons light shown through the window. Her scrunched up face could be seen illuminated by the red glow from the digital clock on her side table reading 12:48. Through the wall you could hear the slow breathing of Trunks. His heart keeping a steady tune.
Deep into her subconscious…
It was dark, but she could still see his face, hear his laughter, feel his breath on her face… her neck. His hand was clamped firmly on her mouth to muffle any cries of help that could escape the prison of her body. The tight grip on her tail made escape futile. She couldn't move her body except a frightened quiver of her lip or the frantic darting of her eyes back and forth.
Her limbs and body felt numb with immobility even though she could feel everything. She wished her body could go numb so she couldn't feel him probe her, touch her, lick her. He travelled lower and she closed her eyes and bit her lip, willing it all to go away. She couldn't bear to watch. It was too horrible for any eyes sane in the bit to witness.
"Please… no…" she gasped through grit teeth. "Please… stop…" Her pleas where not answered with more than grunts and sick laughter from the twisted being bearing down on her.
Everyone there was twisted and crazy. This whole messed up place was sick and crazy. The rest of the beings there, Nappa, Radditz, Her, Him, Vegeeta…
She wished with all her heart that he could come to her rescue like he used to whenever she picked fights with people stronger than herself, but she was all alone now. He was nowhere nearby and would never find her before it was all over.
Though she wanted him to come, to save her from that nightmare, deep down she wished he wouldn't. She didn't want him to see her like this. He would be disgusted, think of her as a disgrace to her, him, and their saiyan race. He would find her weak and pathetic. No better than any other stupid excuse for a third rate saiyan, powerful or not.
They had always saved each other's skins when they got into a messy situation. Whether they picked a fight and may have needed assistance or needed an escape from a terrible mess such as this. An escape… How she wished she had an escape right now. Whenever they picked a fight they couldn't win the other was always there to help humiliate their opponent, jump in when the fight seems lost, or more often than not, stop or join it when the other was down for the count. For years it had been this way. Them side by side helping one another in fights even when their attempts were futile. Nothing as bad as this had ever happened even when she had once fell out of the ship's escape hatch and was almost lost in the black abyss.
Time for wishing for him to come to her aid was over. He broke his promise. He told her this would never happen, nothing would ever happen too her as long as he was around, and when she needed him most he wasn't there. She needed him, she always needed him their whether to help or just be there for her, she needed him more than anybody and he wasn't there.
How can you abandon me Vegeeta?
Hot breath fell on her face as a voice she was too asleep to recognize whispered her name. A hand placed itself on her arm gently and something brushed against the tail wrapped securly around her waist. Emergency shot through her as fearful instinct kicked in. Her fist shot up and connected with her assailant's jaw knocking him back a few feet and onto the carpeted ground. Her breath was heavy and her eyes wide. She looked at the man who was sitting up and nursing his sore jaw. It was Trunks.
"Oh my Kami! Are you okay?" she asked as she got down next to him. He looked at her for a moment before looking down at the ground, disturbed that his mate was still stronger than him while half asleep. He rubbed his already bruised jaw. Three times this had happened already and he still hadn't learned not to stand too close to her while waking her up. "Did I hurt you?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't start crediting yourself too much for your strength."
She ignored his remark and sat down slouching on the bed. Her elbows rested on her knees and she rubbed her arms with her hands. It wasn't for warmth, more to have a comforting effect. It didn't help, she only felt more comforted when Trunks sat down next to her. His warmth radiated off of him and onto her, releasing her from the coils of her frightened chill.
"Was it the nightmares again?" he asked her. When his had ended hers had started up. She didn't answer. All she did it was stare at the plush carpeting at her feet. She was thankful for the darkness obscuring the image of her slightly in case she might cry. The glow from her alarm clock made her want to blow it up just so she could hide herself from his view. After that nightmare she always felt disgusted with herself and wanted to disappear, be swallowed by the darkness in the room. "Kentana, that was the third time this week."
Only the third he knows about.
"Kentana, you need some help." He draped his arm over her shoulders. She stopped rubbing her arms. She looked up at him, his blue eyes shining with affection and concern through the dark.
"No." I don't need help, no more help. It's only this bad when you're not sleeping in the same room as me. "I'm not crazy. Only crazy people need help." I don't need any more help, she added silently.
"Then just tell me what happens when you have these nightmares," he suggested.
"No!" she snapped louder than intended. This startled him into recoiling his arm before putting it back gently. "I mean…" she looked at the ground again, examining the toes she was burrowing into the thick carpet. "I don't want you to think any differently about me."
"I won't. I will never feel any differently about you than I do now. Quite frankly, I feel pretty fucking amazing about you as it is."
"I know," she whimpered, nuzzling up against him under his arm, face pressed against his bare chest. His warmth felt good on her.
"I promise you," he whispered into her hair ", nothing is ever going to happen to you."
"He promised the same thing," she whispered too low for him to hear. His face pulled away from her golden locks that smelled like saiyan and strawberries. He liked strawberries.
"What was that?" She didn't look at him.
"Nothing," she said quickly. He looked at her for a moment. He was sure he'd heard her at least say He. Who that He was confused him. That thought didn't linger as he shrugged it off, he knew she only had feelings for him.
"It's late, you should get some sleep." He got up and laid her down on the bed with her head rested comfortably on the feather stuffed pillow facing the wall that separated there rooms. He kissed her head gently before turning to the door. He made it to the door and opened it. Light filtered in through the newly open door revealing the image of Trunks looking back at her while only wearing a pair of grey sweatpants. He looked back at her to check that she was okay, as if she could've fallen under the nightmarish spell all over again in the seconds since he had turned his back on her. Seeing she was still his gaze lingered for a moment before turning back to his route of exit.
"Wait," she called, drawing back his attention. He looked at her. She had raised her head to gaze expectantly at him with those turquoise eyes. "Don't go. They aren't as bad when you're here."
Trunks took a deep breath and thought about that for a moment. Eventually, against his better judgment, he sighed and paced towards the bed. She grinned triumphantly as he pulled back the covers and climbed in next to her.
She turned her head to face the wall like before and closed her eyes into rest. It didn't feel like she needed the blanket with the heat literally radiating off of him. She was curled slightly with his body pressing against hers, draping her features almost perfectly like a puzzle piece. His bare chest snug against her back. She was right though, the nightmare, though there, only lasted a dark moment before it morphed into something new. For the first time in her life she had a good dream.
ME-"I know this chapter was definitely on the short side, but this is for a reason. I intend on the next chapter being long as hell and stuff. I already wrote the next chapter and was going to update when I got an idea that I felt was very important to the story and needed to happen so I took an hour and a half and wrote this up so I could update this instead before submitting my next chapter in a day or two depending on when I get into fixing up the beginning to match up with this one and get the time."
KENTANA-"Do you forgive me now?"
TRUNKS-*ignores her* Please review because we just love to read your awesome things to say about us and the story."
KENTANA-"No need to be a hater…" *sniffles and curls up in a ball in the corner* "You don't have to be so mean… You can't use the excuse you're cranky because your nightmares give you bad dreams anymore. You're not the only one who has them. Mine are worse you know…" *sniffles more*
TRUNKS-"Look, I'm sorry. I do forgive you just-"
KENTANA-"YAY!" *Launches herself at Trunks and crushes his ribs in a big hug.*
TRUNKS-"OWW! AHHH!"
ME-*Sweat drops*
