I am introducing new characters into this chapter. As I said before Goku and Vegeta will only be mentioned in NAME and REFERENCE. They will not be making any physical appearances in this story WHAT-SO-EVER. Tough slag! Anyways I really worked hard to crank this one out. Kinda an apology for being pathetic and making you all wait so long. I appreciate those sticking with the story and encouraging me to write more. Hopefully this will appease you oh might ones. There is lemon in here so take it and make some lemonade. I am an adult and I have had sex OMFG but still translating it into writing is HARD. My heart goes out to anyone who writes a lemon its difficult even for the most seasoned writer from the virgin to the married one. So I don't want to hear any simpering or whining about how UNREAL it is. Constructive Criticism is always appreciated Jackassness is not and I can usually guess the ages of those who do leave those types of comments.
- Sev
Bardock Ressurection Part II: Chapter 9
Blue eyes stared at the screen in front of him. It was a highly advanced piece of equipment his grandfather had created early into his career. It always helped the non-fighting members of the family track their power levels when they activated their Ki. His own mother stood beside him a her eyes a mirror image of his own as they studied the readings. A map of North America showed on the screen and a bright red beacon flashed over and over on its East Coast.
"How long have you been picking up these energy readings Geta?" she asked
"About 4 days precisely."
"No human energy levels have registered on that scale in twenty years."
"I know mom...that's What's got me worried." The one called Geta said leaning forwards and typing on the broad keypad rapidly and blowing up the map zeroing in on the signal.
"Its hard to determine just where exactly the signal is coming from. For some reason it isn't consistent enough to give me a precise reading." Geta said with an irritated sigh
"Not surprising. The only flaw to your grandfather's system is the fact that the warriors who can hide their power levels can fool its sensors and not give and accurate GPS or reading."
"What should we do then? Do you think its just an anomaly?" Geta asked worriedly standing back to his full height
"No. I think its a good idea to go check it out. I can at least get it down to a 500 miles radius that should be good enough. If you remain stationary long enough you should be able to pick up something with your own senses."
"You want ME to go?" Geta asked in shock
"Yes. You are the one who found the reading." His mother mused with a chuckle
"But MOM...this Is grunt work! Why don't you make Mannon or Zeta do it?" he cried
"Vegeta Briefs do as your told or I'm pulling your allowance."
His mother had long ago perfected the patience to ignore her obstinate son having dealt with Saiyan males her whole life. She reached behind her pointing at the door with emphasis still refusing to look at him. He rolled his eyes and trudged through the door not too happy about his little adventure to come.
It wasn't as hard to return to work as Liz had originally thought it would be. It was insane it had only been 5 days since Bardock had entered her life. So much had happened that it had turned her world literally upside down. How she had managed to retain any amount of her sanity was a miracle. Liz hadn't wanted to leave him at her apartment by himself. She was reminded of a undisciplined puppy afraid he would make a mess on the floor or get into something he wasn't supposed to. After a lengthy talk, or rather shouting match really, she had ended up with having to be happy with the Saiyan saying he swore to behave. He had grudgingly promised the woman he would limit himself to causing mayhem. He figured he owed her that much for housing him. Most of his time was spent in the library anyways continuing to research this world so no situation would find him caught off guard.
Liz returned to work and tried to avoid Janie but it was no use. There going to be too many questions and accusations her way she just knew it. The ICU nurse nearly plowed her over on her half hour lunch.
"Oh my god you're all right!" Janie cried hysterically. Liz had not answered her phone for 2 days and it had gone straight to voicemail. Liz had gotten the hysterical messages Janie had left for her this very morning. They consisted of threatening to call the police if she didn't show up at work.
"Janie! Shut up!" Liz cried as they received odd stares from their fellow employees
Liz managed to pull the now crying Janie into the chair next to her. "Will you stop crying!" she hissed
"I'm sorry I was SOOO worried about you. You haven't answered your phone since the other day and you have that weird mutant cat tailed guy in your apartment."
"Seriously SHUT UP! If anyone finds out about that I could get fired!" Liz snapped it wasn't exactly protocol to take your John Doe patients into your home and then have sex with them!
"Sorry! Sorry!" Janie said smiling sheepishly finally convinced Liz was all right
"Everything has been...okay I guess. Odd. But okay." Liz said with a sigh taking a bite of her yogurt. She purposely left out she had sex with an alien out of that sentence. Janie was hysterical enough with just the knowledge Bardock was living with her at the moment.
"Jason was really concerned about you just, you know, letting him live with you like that."
"I didn't really have a choice in the matter."
"AHA! I knew he forced you!" Janie said
" Janie this is WAY more complicated then you could EVER imagine. Don't try to figure it out I'm still having trouble with it myself." Liz said thinking back to some of things she had learned over the last few days
Bardock had visions, he was an alien, and a possible time traveler. Her whole life had turned into a freaky sci-fi fantasy and she was wondering when the man eating, singing, Venus fly trap from space would come next and devour her. No doubt all this would happen with Janie screaming hysterically and running in circles in the background.
"Really? Come on Liz tell me!" Janie pleaded her brown eyes turning pleading
"I can't. It could be dangerous for you. I'm trying to handle it on my own without dragging anyone else into it. Besides the less people that know the better."
"You make it sound like your on a secret mission or something."
Liz had to smile at the sheer resemblance of that statement to her current situation.
"Bardock...is Special. More special then you realize. Don't you remember his lab tests?"
"Do I ever. That guy was freaking off the scales."
"He isn't human Janie."
Her friend finally quieted and looked at Liz with a shocked expression. Janie was usually bright, loud, and bubbly. When she got quiet like this it was disturbing to say the least.
"Seriously?"
"I'm not lying."
"Then what is he? Like a mutant or something?"
"You're not too far off actually but I can't talk about it anymore just trust me okay? I'll be fine. I'm under his protection and believe me that's a good place to be. We have an agreement." Liz said
"You're not sleeping with him are you?" Janie said her mind immediately drifting to her romance novels where the heroine, a wrongly accused criminal, made a deal with the bad/hot guy for sex in exchange for her safety and the bad guy's protection.
Liz's mouth fell open at the sheer fact Janie had guess the EXACT thing she was trying to hide from he. Janie squeaked in surprise "You are!"
"Janie! I'm going to tape your mouth shut! Do you want EVERYONE to hear you for godsakes! This isn't highschool gossip all right! This could very well be my ass on the line so shut up!" Liz finally snapped in a rough whisper grabbing both her arms and shaking her for good measure.
Janie wilted under the intensity of Liz's reaction. "I'm sorry." She said softly and Liz let her go feeling a bit guilty for man handling the petite blonde.
"Just keep the shocked outbursts to a minimum please. I've got enough to deal with." Liz said rubbing her temples
Janie nodded and they both sat in silence as Liz continued to try to eat her yogurt.
"So was he good?"
Liz nearly swallowed her spoon
Bardock had never really felt at ease and peace like he did now. The vision of the female lying dead in her own blood still sat at the back of his mind. That was the only reason he tolerated her horrendous and vile temper and behavior. Although he wouldn't lie and admit to himself it made her slightly more attractive to him. He humored her and behaved and continued his research. He read more and more about his son, Kakkorot, who on earth had gone by the name "Son Goku". He had been this world's champion and defeated many great enemies. He felt his pride swell at that thought. His grandchildren had then gone on to also do great things.
Son Gohan, his first grandson by his son, had become a brilliant scientist and developed advanced technology for this world. Son Goten, his second grandson, had continued on to become a master of this world's fighting style and teach the younger generations. There had even been a female whelp, from Gohan, who had also gone on to do great things. She had become a alien ambassador to the local worlds and helped intergalactic relations in her lifetime.
To think his lineage once thought to be useless fodder had accomplished so much on this world. Maybe this planet could be home. A queer thought for a mercenary whose hand were stained by thousands of lives. He chuckled over such a thing he didn't deserve anything of the sort. However when these thoughts were in the forefront of his mind the curly haired woman came to mind as well.
He sat shirtless on her living room floor as she entered and immediately her strong scent filled his senses. Her eyes lingered on him as he meditated. Bardock wondered how long it would be before she tried to bother him he made a wager with himself. If she did he would employ some of his "research" he had helped himself to at the local history catalogues and archives of the human female anatomy.
Liz put her things away as she entered her apartment trying to ignore the hottest male she had ever seen shirtless in her living room. Her cheeks flooded with color and heat rushed to places she wished it wouldn't. He could smell things she knew and certainly he could sense her arousal. That was just not fair! He was such a pompous ass! Why did he effect her so much? Was it just the sheer beastly animal quality about his person? No other time in life had any male of any species disrespected her so much. She was beginning to think she got off on this!
"Hey...you Okay?" she asked standing a few feet in front of him
He ignored her.
She sighed waiting before walking closer to him about a foot away hands on her hips. "Hello?"
Still no answer or movement.
"Honestly I don't know why I even bother." she huffed turning to leave
Her curiosity got the better of her and she glanced back at him. Tip toeing forwards she extended a wary index finger poking at his forehead. She might as well have pressed that BIG RED button that set off the nuclear bomb. In a flash Bardock pounced on her and she slammed into the carpet on her back a few hundred pounds of raw power trapping her on her carpeted floor. She gasped the wind knocked out of her blinking rapidly as he smirked triumphant atop her. It wasn't long ago she had been in this same predicament and she cursed herself for falling for his trick. His tail twitched back and forth and she was reminded of a cat playing with a mouse.
"No patience at all woman. Did you miss me that much?" He teased
He had her legs penned between his stone like thighs or she would have kicked him even if she hurt herself more the satisfaction would have been enough.
"The hell! Get off me!" she snapped bearing her teeth at him and hissing
"You initiated this." He said
"I poked you in the forehead that hardly translates too 'TAKE ME' Bardock!" she seethed but could feel her walls quickly crumbling
"Must you humans always make everything so difficult?" he snorted reaching for her shirt
"Hey..HEY!" she cried swatting at him managing to free a hand while he was distracted
He growled in irritation and his tail lashed out grasping both her wrists in a tight coil. She gasped as the long furry appendage penned them above her head. Hot fingers traced over her abdomen and she cried out at the touch.
"Mm...so Sensitive. I'm beginning to like that about you." He purred
She blushed biting her lip trying to not give him the satisfaction but the light touches made her jump and squeak until a giggle escaped.
"Who-what are you doing!" She asked breathless
"I researched this...sensitivity...you Call it 'ticklish' I was merely curious. You had the very same reaction not long ago." He mused
The situation dawned on her immediately and she arched fighting him with everything she could muster to no avail. She might as well have been pushing on a stone wall.
"No..No..No NO!" she squawked desperately dissolving into laughter as his hands traced the contours of her ribcage in a slow torturous pattern. He took his time tracing every sinewy curve of each and every single rib. She thrashed and laughed to no avail.
He smirked finally finding a way to tame the female without sexual dominance though ridiculous no less then amusing. A few light touches and she was a begging simpering mess. When her breathing became erratic he lessened his ministrations and her watery eyes glared at him.
"THAT was not fair!" she said hoarsely
"A bit pathetic as far as a tactical advantage I'll admit but no les amusing." He chuckled a smirk lightening his usually dark features.
Her hands pulled at the grip of his tail and he unraveled it from around her wrists. She reached up and placed them on his scarred chest before trailing them behind his neck and shoulders tugging him down towards her. He let out a deep rumble complying and let her kiss him her hands wrapping around his broad back. Still so much to learn about that strange custom but he was quickly becoming accustomed to the idea of "kissing". The female pressed herself against him wantonly grinding and rubbing in all the right places. He might as well indulge himself while she was willing before she became her catty self once again.
Liz had definitely not foreseen him tickling her into a stupor. The insanely strong and barbaric alien resorting to childish play was beyond her. However the soft touches, though sending her to hysterics, had done little to quell a fire that had started to kindle the minute she was in his presence again. His touch was like magma to her skin setting it ablaze and making her beg more even if she did not say so out loud. His tail rapped around her thigh brushing intimately against her womanhood through her scrub pants and she arched against him raking her fingernails into his back. He hissed growling slightly nipping her in retaliation hard enough to draw blood on her lip. His tongue darted out lapping at spilt blood. His tail continued to stimulate her ruffly. He ducked and let his tongue rove over the pulse point on her neck. It was too much, the combined effort, and she orgasm with a high keen. His eyes became half lidded and he nearly vibrated from the scent of her arousal.
He grasped her turning her over onto her knees pants and underwear snatched to her knees . He entered her swiftly and she screamed arching as he filled her to his hilt. She trembled gasping and gripping the carpet with white knuckles. He did not push her into the carpet this time but merely had her on her knees as he kept a steady pace plunging in and out of her. He brushed all the right spots and she grunted and groaned wantonly in response. So many times she had just been in the boring old missionary she loved being in this position.
Bardock had not meant to couple with the female so soon but this human softness was so damn intoxicating. Maybe it was the fact he had not been with anything remotely female in a long time. Everything had a limit. Whatever it was he was enjoying the raw pleasure of letting himself go to it. Her body tensed as she orgasmed. He clasped her hips continuing with his onslaught and she bit her forearm a bundle of raw nerves from her orgasm. His stamina did not hold up as well as last time and he roared grabbing her about the waste harshly as his own climax followed not long afterwards.
Liz lay shamelessly chest heaving with her pants still around her ankles and panties around her knees. She hadn't even taken her shoes off. She shakily looked over at the saiyan male whose breathing was a bit more rapid then normal but nowhere near her own pace. He eyed her as she lay looking so pathetic and helpless but no worse for wear. Liz pushed herself shakily up and managed to right her scrub pants and underwear as she sat up.
"Damn." She huffed
"I did not intend...for This..."
"Don't worry about it...I Initiated it remember." she snorted
He looked over at her. Her lip was busted and swelling yet another mark he left on her delicate skin. He merely leaned forward and she thought he was going to kiss her but instead his tongue darted out. The warm and rubbery wetness traced over her lip. Not exactly a kiss but hot none the less.
"I just don't get you." she said looking at him when he had finished
"I can say the same for you female...sometimes I wonder why a disposition such as yours was wasted on a pathetic race such as you humans." He rumbled
"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked curious
"Think of it what you will." He teased
That same old irritation was back as stood righting himself and walking towards the shower. He looked back at her expectantly tail twitching.
"What?" she asked
"Well? Must I tell you everything female?" He said with an irritated sigh
Her expression was shocked before she smiled slightly standing. Liz winced slightly as her muscles, once again made sore by brusque activities, were stretched. She took off her shirt and literally threw it on his head walking towards the shower. He glared at her as he pulled the garment off his face.
"No...but Can you read body language?"
She let out a shriek as he snorted once and darted towards her half tackling her into the bathroom.
Vegeta Jr. Briefs, or as his family referred to him Get, found himself traveling and trapsing over the American East coast for weeks. No other signs of the power level came to be found on the monitor. He was sitting in a cafe emailing his mother about yet another dead end. A cute red headed waitress came to offer him more coffee. He flashed a million dollar smile at her and watched her cheeks redden to match her hair. At least the American girls were cute.
As he sipped his coffee he continued to type. It wasn't long before something spiked along his senses. He looked up immediately and saw a very familiar spikey hair man walk by. He had to be at least close to seven feet tall. Not only that but his musculature was not something that even the most fitness conscious human would ever dream of having in their lifetime. Next was his skin not tan but a burnt sienna. The final product of to confirm his suspicions was the dark furred tail wrapped securely about his waist.
The coffee cup in his hand cracked then split in two spilling its contents everywhere. The cute red headed waitress immediately came over to clean up his mess as he stood gawking. He paid her no mind eyes still focused on the man who had continued to walk out of his line of vision.
Geta had found another saiyan.