That Girl
Summary: "I wish you'd never come to Earth..." A sudden hush fell over the gathered group. The words spoken from the blue haired girl left them all in a haze of shock and...for two...horror.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha/Dragon Ball Z
Genre: Romance/Humor/Adventure
Pairing: Kagome/Vegeta
Rated: M for Mature
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She had met them...originally it was fine as just them...but soon he wanted to be more than just them.
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(Two Weeks Ago)
Kagome looked outside as the rain pelted the window in an angry onslaught as the wind brushed energetically along the trees. It was a dangerous night to be out an about, so she was glad to be inside...wherever it was that she was residing currently.
If she was counting...which she wasn't! She had been in this house for eight long days and seven even longer nights. Why so long? It was long because she had to sit in this empty room with only a constant beep to keep her company. There was a woman who was watching over her currently, and a man who she'd only caught glimpses of. A young boy with lavender hair had on more than one occasion snuck in to see the mysterious girl who had come to stay with them...but other than that...
CLATTER
Kagome jumped in surprise and turned to see the man whom she assumed to be her blue haired doctors husband, he stared at her with a brow raised. No doubt raised due to her jumping. She looked and saw him holding a tray with food on it, or he had been holding it. The sound had come from him placing the tray down on the metal top to the medical table beside her bed.
"Where did you receive your injuries from. My harping wife wants to know."
"...your harping..." Kagome smiled and held back a small laugh, "...where or how I received my injuries, is neither yours nor your harping wife's business."
He growled lowly, something primal and cruel, something familiar that had her closing her eyes in a way which showed that she felt at peace, and safe. This caused him to cease his growling, unsure of what to make of her kept composure. His eyes roved her body, curious in the discoloration along her arms and legs, the mark that showed she'd been struck across the face, and none too kindly. He had watched his wife lift the woman's top and the gash that ran diagonally from her chest across her abdomen was hauntingly gruesome. Her blood soaked clothes had been discarded once the wounds had been counted, cleaned and stitched. She was now dressed in one of his long button up tops, because his wife didn't own anything that wasn't squeezing movement restricting and clinging to every curve and crevice made available to the public eye.
He could see that her eyes were shadowed with a lack of sleep, she was obviously tired. Hell, from what he could tell, she hadn't slept longer than a total of fifteen hours at most, in the week or so she'd been in Capsule Corp.
"You need sleep." He couldn't help but say, not even sure why it was he cared...but he did. She wasn't just some earthling weakling. She was clearly strong, having multiple times tried to sneak out of the room despite her injuries, reminding him a lot of himself in his first couple of months at Capsule Corp. The damn woman who he now called his wife had been a headache for him then as much as she was proving to be for their new guest now. This girl...was a warrior. Maybe not the way a Saiyan was, but he could see the longing in her eyes, to be up and moving, to hold her weapon of choice in her hands once more. That same weapon that his wife had removed from the room and now held captive in her lab.
He couldn't understand the woman's obsession with tormenting the girl, if she wanted to go and train with her weapon...then he personally would not stand in her way. In fact, he was silently rooting her on. He realized that she hadn't replied to his earlier statement, and almost growled out his annoyance. "Did you not hear me, girl!?"
The girl in question quirked a small smile and looked up into his eyes, her eyes were mesmerizing in color. Honestly, staring at them, he thought he might drown in the vast ocean of emotion pooling within them. He had already figured long ago that he had a thing for blue eyes, but this was ridiculous!
"I know it may be heard to comprehend this, but I'm probably about your age, maybe a year or two younger...but by no means, am I just some girl."
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Me: Here is chapter one of another one of my DBZ/IY fics. The summary gives you a small little glimpse into the future, so hopefully you don't mind dipping your toes a little further into the story, and slowly we can work our way out of the shallow parts and into the deeper parts! Tell me what you think, nyan~! Oh, and if you haven't already, go check out my other DBZ/IY fics!