So I'm waiting for Bleach and the others to come on when I typed up the final draft.
Mr. Popo: why do you wait for it?
Neko: I rather have peace and quiet instead of putting up with my brother.
Chapter 36: Fun in the Sun
She felt exhausted, almost like she didn't want to leave the bed. It was too comfortable and peaceful to her. Struggling, she wanted to stay in the heaven because she could feel Broly laying next to her, providing her with warmth from the A/C that could never be turned off to her.
Feeling her rising back, he stared at it. He caused her to get hurt again and this time it might scar. Something he didn't want to have happen to his love.
"Makoto, I'm sorry." He whispered softly, letting his arms snake around her waist to hold her close.
"Don't be. I'm use to be getting hurt." She whispered back, setting her hand on top of his as it rested on her stomach. She knew he was hoping for her to be pregnant.
"How can I when I was the one that caused it?" He asked as he wanted to bury his face in her neck to take in her intoxicating scent.
"I get hurt easily. I've been in the hospital a lot when I was younger. I guess I can be a fucking klutz when I want to be or my body does." She explained with a smirk. She wasn't sure how many scars she had on her ragged body. Now with those burn marks, they might scar over. She didn't mind it though.
"Great." He groaned before drawing away and sitting up. Yawning, the Saiyan turned his ebony eyes to his lover to see her curled up in the blankets.
"I can't help it like you can't help being you. You have that monster in you and I still love you besides that." She said before tossing the blankets onto him, hopping on. Smiling, she sat on his stomach, looking down at the stronger man.
"Sure." He purred, dragging her down and pressing his lips to hers. Smiling, he took in her taste which was of mint from some ice cream she had for dessert last night. She was his drug and he couldn't give her up.
"I love you." She spoke against his lips, pressing her body closer to his.
"So did you enjoy flying last night?" He asked. "Oh, I love you too."
"Tiring but I'll have to get use to it like a lot of things." She said as she got up from him.
"Good. Someone that is determined will succeed. Kakarot almost did." Broly's tone changed from the carefree that she was use to, to something that was dread filled that normally wasn't there. Looking at the window, he remembered the doomed planet. His father tried to kill him but that went the other way. He felt . . . abandoned because of the fact. A father was supposed to be there for their child, not murder them like his intended.
"Who is he? Or her? Don't tell me you had an ex and she's looking for revenge." She asked as she looked at the taller person.
"He was born on the same day as I. I hated him from then because of his whining or something. He almost killed me a few years back." Broly explained.
Perking up, she grabbed his arm and tugged on it, breaking him from the memories and thinking. "Forget about it. You're alive and well. Let's have fun!"
Smiling at the woman, he nodded. She was the only one that could cheer him up. Something about her just made his stomach tighten with butterflies, something that never really happened to the stray Saiyan.
"Let's go!" She shouted, "I'm hungry."
Chuckling, Broly laid down on the bed and laughed at the way she said it.
Watching him, she laughed even if her stomach was hurting a bit. Hopefully it was because she's hungry. She would have to see after eating breakfast.
Walking out and laughing, they went to the lobby where her uncle was, sitting at a table already.
"Good morning Makoto, Broly." Kazuhiko called as he raised his cup of coffee to his lips.
Grabbing a few cinnamon buns, she started to munch on one. She better be hungry or she would have to take the test. Something she didn't want to do just yet.
"Are you done yet? You almost ate half a dozen of those." Her uncle asked as he watched her devour the sweet breakfast. She had an appetite that surprised him.
"I'm not sure Oji-san. I'm just really hungry I guess." She said with a bit of food in her mouth. Looking over at her family member and lover, she took a swallow before taking a drink of her orange juice to help get the clump of chewed food down.
"So do you guys have anything planned for today?" Her uncle asked with a raise of a graying eyebrow.
"Swimming so Broly can see what the water feels like." Makoto answered with one last gulp of her orange juice. Leaning back in her seat, feeling the stares from the two others at the table, she gazed back at them.
"She was hungry. Must be getting close to that time." Kazuhiko mumbled as he brought the black mug to his lips. Taking a sip of the straight black coffee, he looked at his niece. "Get going. Have some fun while we're here."
Broly watched the man as if he was different somehow. He seemed tired which was probably due to his aging but something seemed off. It was like he knew something that the Saiyan didn't. Or he was being cautious. He wasn't sure.
"Come on slow bro." Makoto chimed as she tugged on his hand, trying to move pure muscle when she barely had any.
Following her, he gazed at her, expecting something. Or that something was going to happen soon.
Watching the two love doves go, he couldn't help but smile. He could tell they were made for each other but he also thought that with his girlfriend or fiancé. He wasn't sure which she was to him due to the years that it's been. All of that ended with his sister-in-law's sister that had to get everything her way.
He felt uneasy after that. It was like he couldn't trust women that he dated to the point that he didn't go out with anyone at all. He was a bachelor that some would say was boring but he didn't care. Then everything fell through the cracks when he lost his brother and sister-in-law to his niece's boyfriend.
"How the hell can you be sure of that?" He asked, staring at his mother with disbelief. "I mean, they could be playing a joke. You know how they like to play jokes." How the hell could one boy – a teen – kill his brother and sister-in-law? How was Makoto taking it was the bigger question?
"Police Kazuhiko. We lost him, lost Hiromasa to that bastard." His mother said only to have her voice crack as tears welled up into her eyes for the second time.
He lost his younger brother – the baby out of four. How? Why did he die when he should have?
"Ho-How's Makoto?" He asked, looking at his weeping mother. Drawing her close, he let his aging mother cry into his chest, feeling the wetness of her tears.
"She's in the . . . the hospital with a few minor injuries. He didn't harm her but he took my son away! He took my daughter away!"
That's right, she saw Sora as a daughter. He completely forgot about that.
"She's gonna be fine. She's got Hiromasa's personality mixed in with Sora's." He reassured, "You want to come see her with me?"
"Not right now. Let me pray for their souls to go to heaven." She said as she hobbled to the living room where the family's altar was.
Nodding, he walked out and got ready to go visit his niece in the hospital. He would pray for their souls later but right now he had to check on their daughter. The last piece of memory of his family.
Pulling out the reminiscing, he left some spare zenie for the waiter who was waiting on them. Getting up, he walked away from the breakfast that was wrapping up.
"Hurry up Makoto." Broly said impatiently as he stared at the door that led into the bathroom. Holding the swimming trunks, he walked back to the bed and sat down.
A feeling settled in her stomach as she got into the bottoms of her swimsuit. She felt sick, almost like she couldn't keep the food down. Taking off the top she somehow got on, she switched to the top of the swimsuit.
She was scared. Maybe she was actually pregnant from it all. Ignoring it, she walked out, turning her back to the man she loved. "Can you tie this again for me?"
Smiling, she brought her hair up, showing most of the bare skin that she had. It was healing which was a good thing.
As his fingers tugged on the strings, he glanced around on the pale back, taking in the skin that didn't get burnt. She had freckles on it that stood out against the pale skin. "Why are you-"
"So pale?" She finished before turning around. Shrugging, she sat down next to him, feeling a chill on her skin. "I'm not sure. My mother had pale skin but not as bad as mine. Maybe I got the fucked up genes from my parents. Hell, I don't know."
"Either way, I love it." Broly commented before leaving her there.
Her back still hurt which caused a bit of concern since she was going to be going into salt water. Something that would make her want to scream out in agony. Sighing, the supposed college student looked at the window for a cheer up. She was supposed to be happy on this trip.
All she got was anxiety of wondering if she was truly pregnant or now. Better yet, if her parents were around, would they be ashamed of her for giving everything to Broly?
"Okay. Let's go." Broly announced with no care but with an optimistic tone to his voice.
Getting up, she grabbed the towels and made her way to the door. Walking out, she saw her uncle standing there, in his own swimming trunks.
"Ready to start the day?" Kazuhiko asked as he tossed his own towel over his shoulder.
"What time is it?" Broly asked with a surprised yawn. Following the two, they made their way to the elevator as Makoto wrapped her navy blue with yellow polka-dotted towel around her figure, concealing it.
"Almost noon." Her uncle answered after pushing the button. Looking over at his niece, he saw her pop in a peppermint. Usually that meant she had an upset stomach but to him it meant something else. The only time she got an upset stomach was in the winter when she was in her early teens. Something was wrong and he was ready to find out.
Steeping in and ignoring the music, they waited for the familiar ding that would tell them they were on the floor they desired.
"So what did you two do yesterday?" Her uncle inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"He show and taught me how to fly." She answered with a smile before slipping her hand into the larger one of the Saiyans.
Nodding, he walked out of the elevator and building into the sun. he felt warm now, something that helped with his old, aching bones. If only he could find the fountain of youth so he could be young again. Chuckling to himself, he led the way to the beach as the sun settled in the middle of the sky.
Broly looked around as he saw trees with weird leaves. Something grainy touched his feet, making him look at the sand. It felt weird to the Saiyan but then again, there were a lot of things he didn't know. "Is it warm?"
"Yep." Kazuhiko cheered as he looked back at the stray Saiyan.
"Yes!" Makoto cheered as she ran pass them, kicking off her flip-flops at Broly. Tossing the towel off, she stopped at the water's edge. Looking back, she smiled at the men. "Come on slow pokes! I want some fun in the sun!"
Broly was slightly taken back at the image of her next to the water. She seemed like a goddess to the Saiyan. How some guy do that to her was beyond him. She was special to him, something that the ancestors wouldn't understand probably. He was in love instead of just wanting to fuck her constantly.
"We're coming!" Broly hollered as he tossed the towel down next to her uncle and ran up to her. Today, it was a good day to him. He found the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
Hiromasa - Broad-minded; just
Sora - Sky
Longer chapter then the ones I gave you for the pass few. I also did a little of Kazuhiko's past, surprising huh? So how was it? Review and tell me.