Well, I do have some things to say but I'm going to put those at the bottom. So read on! ^_~
Forbidden Romance
Chapter 6
By: Lex
The many gentlemen were saying things to me, calling out things to me, trying to catch my attention. "I would love
to see you by the light of the moon." Said one young man. I looked at him and spoke.
"For, sir, you may lie."
"I could hope for no sweeter fate." He promised me. That was exactly the response I had hoped for. I felt a secret,
scandalous delight about this man. I wondered who he could be for I could not make out who he was with the mask on. But then
I remembered Goten. I felt ashamed and I turned to see I could find him. My eyes scanned over everyone there, but I could no
place him. I knew he was there but I just couldn't identify him. So I turned back around to face this other gentleman. He
asked me to dance and I accepted. We went out onto the dance floor and started to dance to the slow music. We were quite
close but I didn't mind. The song soon ended and I went off and danced with another man. This one though made the strange,
tickling feelings inside me resurface. I tried to get a better look at him but again the mask stopped me from doing so.
'Stupid mask.' I thought. We flowed smoothly into the motions of the age-old peasant dance, body-to-body, hip-to-hip, for
only a few moments as our feet moved in unison-then apart. His shoulders brushed mine, his hips brushed mine, then back to
the front again for a few steps more, then arm in arm, for a few paces side by side, our gazes locked. Gazing deeply into
one another's eyes. I felt myself turning warm inside, felt my knees turn weakening, but that was fair enough, because he
turned then and catching me about the waist, caught my right hand in his left and pressed me against him as we flowed through
the steps of the dance, and I could let myself weaken, I could let my limbs go weak, for he was holding me up. All too soon
the dance ended and he slipped away before I could ask his name. I sighed and turned to the other men that were now around
me asking me to dance. I picked one and we went off onto the dance floor. The night went on like this, dancing with one man
right after the other. But every time I danced with someone I would always look for that one particular man. It was almost
the end of the ball, almost time for the unmasking and I still hadn't seen that one man again. I felt a tap on my shoulder
and I turned around. I gasped when I saw that it was that man. He just simply put his hand out, waiting for me to put my hand
in his. I smiled and did so as we started to dance.
He swept me away, and finally our bodies met, hips pressing against one other. I felt a shiver that ran through me
from head to toe. The stranger seemed to sense it too. He, grinned, and his eyes grew hot, then almost worshipful, burning
into mine. I stared, transfixed. Then thank the heavens, the moves of the dance called for us to break apart and stroll
sedately side-by-side. I looked up at the tall, handsome stranger, wondering who he was.
We came together again, and he was murmuring, in a voice low and husky, certainly one that I could not recognize:
"My lady, you are the most beautiful, the most luscious fruit that has ever adored The Tree of Life. If we were not so close
to other people, I could not resist seeking to nibble, and taste."
I giggled, feeling the emotions well up within me, my joints loosening, and beamed up at him. I then said, "Why do
you withhold, sir? Are you so ashamed of what you would do, that the simple presence of other people will halt you?"
"No." he breathed, his face coming closer and closer to mine... Then his lips were on mine, light as a feather, but
growing heavier. The kiss deepened; I gasped, but that drew him deeper. For a moment, the kiss was all our existence, and
everything else went whirling away, and I was dizzy, very, but I could feel his body pressing against mine. Then finally, he
pulled away, chest heaving, gasping for breath, and there was a wildness and awe in his eyes; I had never seen a man look at
me that way before. I felt vulnerable but I also felt waves of pleasure rocking me, felt the lingering taste of his lips on
mine, and knew that I wanted that sensation again, more than anything.
Then, suddenly, a great brazen gong was chiming and a brazen voice with it, booming, "Twelve strokes! Twelve strokes!
Midnight! Midnight!" Then my father and my mother walked up to the stage and my mother spoke.
"It is midnight, and the hour of unmasking! But first let us introduce our guests and our children. First our son
Trunks!" Trunks walked from where he was on the dance floor and up unto the stage. Then my father announced me. "And our
daughter, Bra!" I looked nervously around. Then at my partner, I could tell he was waiting to see who the princess was. My
father announced me again and this time I did the only thing I could. I started to walk up towards the stage.
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Well, I hope you all liked chapter 6. And I would like to wish everyone a great holiday! Have fun!
And as usual I would like to thank everyone who reviewed. Except that one person who wasn't even smart enough to
think of a different word than puke. And that person also didn't even have the balls to leave his/her name. And to that
person, Flame me again if you like but at least this time be brave enough to list your name. But I would like to thank those
who stuck up for me. That really did make me happy. Thank you Caliko, Feänor. And also thank you Bee, Lady Bulma, and Lady
Squirt. You all stuck up for me and I thank you for that. And thank you to all who reviewed nice reviews.
~*Bee*~, SSJ Princess Jupiter, K-chan, Lady Squirt, Bra-Chan, Galatea, Lady Bulma, Caliko, Feänor, Jaime, and
Alyssa and to anyone else who reviews after them. (but these where the only reviews up when I posted this so if you reviewed
after I put this one up, I would still like to thank you) I thank you all for reviewing and please tell me what you think of
this chapter. Please review. Well, later! ^_~
Forbidden Romance
Chapter 6
By: Lex
The many gentlemen were saying things to me, calling out things to me, trying to catch my attention. "I would love
to see you by the light of the moon." Said one young man. I looked at him and spoke.
"For, sir, you may lie."
"I could hope for no sweeter fate." He promised me. That was exactly the response I had hoped for. I felt a secret,
scandalous delight about this man. I wondered who he could be for I could not make out who he was with the mask on. But then
I remembered Goten. I felt ashamed and I turned to see I could find him. My eyes scanned over everyone there, but I could no
place him. I knew he was there but I just couldn't identify him. So I turned back around to face this other gentleman. He
asked me to dance and I accepted. We went out onto the dance floor and started to dance to the slow music. We were quite
close but I didn't mind. The song soon ended and I went off and danced with another man. This one though made the strange,
tickling feelings inside me resurface. I tried to get a better look at him but again the mask stopped me from doing so.
'Stupid mask.' I thought. We flowed smoothly into the motions of the age-old peasant dance, body-to-body, hip-to-hip, for
only a few moments as our feet moved in unison-then apart. His shoulders brushed mine, his hips brushed mine, then back to
the front again for a few steps more, then arm in arm, for a few paces side by side, our gazes locked. Gazing deeply into
one another's eyes. I felt myself turning warm inside, felt my knees turn weakening, but that was fair enough, because he
turned then and catching me about the waist, caught my right hand in his left and pressed me against him as we flowed through
the steps of the dance, and I could let myself weaken, I could let my limbs go weak, for he was holding me up. All too soon
the dance ended and he slipped away before I could ask his name. I sighed and turned to the other men that were now around
me asking me to dance. I picked one and we went off onto the dance floor. The night went on like this, dancing with one man
right after the other. But every time I danced with someone I would always look for that one particular man. It was almost
the end of the ball, almost time for the unmasking and I still hadn't seen that one man again. I felt a tap on my shoulder
and I turned around. I gasped when I saw that it was that man. He just simply put his hand out, waiting for me to put my hand
in his. I smiled and did so as we started to dance.
He swept me away, and finally our bodies met, hips pressing against one other. I felt a shiver that ran through me
from head to toe. The stranger seemed to sense it too. He, grinned, and his eyes grew hot, then almost worshipful, burning
into mine. I stared, transfixed. Then thank the heavens, the moves of the dance called for us to break apart and stroll
sedately side-by-side. I looked up at the tall, handsome stranger, wondering who he was.
We came together again, and he was murmuring, in a voice low and husky, certainly one that I could not recognize:
"My lady, you are the most beautiful, the most luscious fruit that has ever adored The Tree of Life. If we were not so close
to other people, I could not resist seeking to nibble, and taste."
I giggled, feeling the emotions well up within me, my joints loosening, and beamed up at him. I then said, "Why do
you withhold, sir? Are you so ashamed of what you would do, that the simple presence of other people will halt you?"
"No." he breathed, his face coming closer and closer to mine... Then his lips were on mine, light as a feather, but
growing heavier. The kiss deepened; I gasped, but that drew him deeper. For a moment, the kiss was all our existence, and
everything else went whirling away, and I was dizzy, very, but I could feel his body pressing against mine. Then finally, he
pulled away, chest heaving, gasping for breath, and there was a wildness and awe in his eyes; I had never seen a man look at
me that way before. I felt vulnerable but I also felt waves of pleasure rocking me, felt the lingering taste of his lips on
mine, and knew that I wanted that sensation again, more than anything.
Then, suddenly, a great brazen gong was chiming and a brazen voice with it, booming, "Twelve strokes! Twelve strokes!
Midnight! Midnight!" Then my father and my mother walked up to the stage and my mother spoke.
"It is midnight, and the hour of unmasking! But first let us introduce our guests and our children. First our son
Trunks!" Trunks walked from where he was on the dance floor and up unto the stage. Then my father announced me. "And our
daughter, Bra!" I looked nervously around. Then at my partner, I could tell he was waiting to see who the princess was. My
father announced me again and this time I did the only thing I could. I started to walk up towards the stage.
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Well, I hope you all liked chapter 6. And I would like to wish everyone a great holiday! Have fun!
And as usual I would like to thank everyone who reviewed. Except that one person who wasn't even smart enough to
think of a different word than puke. And that person also didn't even have the balls to leave his/her name. And to that
person, Flame me again if you like but at least this time be brave enough to list your name. But I would like to thank those
who stuck up for me. That really did make me happy. Thank you Caliko, Feänor. And also thank you Bee, Lady Bulma, and Lady
Squirt. You all stuck up for me and I thank you for that. And thank you to all who reviewed nice reviews.
~*Bee*~, SSJ Princess Jupiter, K-chan, Lady Squirt, Bra-Chan, Galatea, Lady Bulma, Caliko, Feänor, Jaime, and
Alyssa and to anyone else who reviews after them. (but these where the only reviews up when I posted this so if you reviewed
after I put this one up, I would still like to thank you) I thank you all for reviewing and please tell me what you think of
this chapter. Please review. Well, later! ^_~