Caught
Elizabeth Knight
KB6
Kyle had just about the same thoughts standing there looking at her run her long fingers through her hair. It was just too big a temptation. He reached out for her again running his own fingers through her aqua hair. "Soft." he murmured. "Your soft every where."
"I could almost say the same for you."
"Bra...."
"Tell me....." The both began at the same time then stopped. "You first."
"Na uh, ladies first."
"Age before beauty."
"How do you know I'm older?"
"I don't. There's a lot about you I don't know. Like your name for starters."
Kyle looked at her for several moments. He wasn't sure how he wanted to answer or how much trouble it would get him in if he did. Trouble be damned. He was fixing to be in hot water as it was. He'd already made up his mind that this saiyan would be his mate....eventually when the time was right. He had thought about what Zantha had said to him, but it all came down to trust when you put yourself in such a place. He wanted to be able to trust Bra. He needed to be able to trust his mate even if she wasn't aware of it yet.
"Well? Have you found me worthy yet?"
Kyle smiled at her. "Kyle. My name is Kyle, Bra."
"Kyle." she tried it out on her tongue. "I like it. Kyle." she was fairly purring and it was doing strange things to Kyle's insides. "Now you. What were you going to say."
"Trust you instincts, Bra. They'll guide you to where you want to be. Remember that."
"What if I...." Kyle touched her lips with a finger to silence her. He kissed her softly one more time then leapt out the window.
He didn't turn around to see if she was watching or not. Bra noticed though. He ran as fast as he could to get to the springs. He knew he was late, and he hoped Zantha hadn't decided to leave. He'd messed around and missed her climbing out the window. Kyle stopped dead in his tracks as he heard several branches crunching in front of him. He ducked further into the shadows and watched the saiyan pass right by him. He knew that saiyan! It was RepSarah's target! What was he doing out here? Perhaps he'd found Zantha. Kyle took off again, this time making sure to be absolutely silent.
He reached the clearing but stayed in the brush so he could assess the situation. Trunks had obviously found her secret and needed to be eliminated, but what of the other one? From his vantage point, Kyle could only see that Trunks had a hold of Zantha and that she looked as if she were about to start crying. He could see her mouth moving, but couldn't make out any of her words. He had warned her to stay away from Trunks, but had she listened to him? Of course not. Now she was hurt and in danger.
Kyle charged into the water, claws bared. He heard Zantha call his name, but it wasn't registering. He lashed out at Trunks, but a second later he noticed Zantha had taken his place. He was momentarily stunned at the sight of rich blood pouring down her arm. He wasn't paying attention to Trunks until he noticed the ki ball coming at him. By that time it was too late to move. He took it full in the chest and stumbled backwards from the impact.
Regaining his balance, Kyle stood ready to do battle. He watched Zantha stumble back to her feet as well and shouted at her. "Stay out of the way, Zantha!"
The next few seconds happened as if they were in slow motion. Kyle heard her yell and lunge forward into the ki Trunks had already let loose. It crashed into her back and sent her flying forward to Kyle. The distance was so short, he hadn't had the time to open up his arms to catch her. Instead, her body fell forward and was impaled on his claws. They sunk in deep finding no resistance from her soft flesh. Blood oozed forth, covering his large paws. It was thick and warm, and it made him sick. Kyle looked down at the shocked expression on her face and the tears streaming out the corners of her eyes. She would die soon, but Kyle would make sure Trunks died with her.
"Traitor! She trusted you!" Kyle bellowed as he let Zantha's body fall to the ground at his feet. He gave her one last glance and charged for Trunks. They fought furiously for several minutes, then Kyle saw his opening. Taking the punch to his stomach, he lunged forward, grabbing Trunks' throat and squeezing instantly. He struggled for a few minutes before giving in to Kyle's strength.
Each breath he took was a rasping sound and made Kyle squeeze a little harder. "Wait!" he managed to get out. "If you let me go now, I can still save her." Kyle wanted nothing more than to finish crushing the life out of this man, but as long as there was a chance to change Zantha's situation, he'd do it.
It could very well be a trick to buy time, so Kyle ask, "How?"
"I have a way. There's something I can get for her back at the house, but she has to take it while she still lives." his annoying voice rasp out.
"Why should I trust you?" Kyle ask, tightening his grasp.
"Because it's her only chance, and you can't afford not to."
That was true. The measly squirt was going to get to live because of a default. What an annoyance. Kyle dropped him, taking time to make sure it would hurt. He stood back to watch Trunks make his way over to Zantha. He made to pick her up, and Kyle walked up right behind him, thinking *not in this life time you don't.*
Kyle reached out to take his sister's nude blood streaked body from him. Trunks wore a stubborn look and pulled her closer to him. Scowling, Kyle stiffened and held his pose until Trunks finally relinquished her to him. Kyle made sure to keep Trunks in front of him the whole way back to the city. Zantha's face kept getting paler and paler. He hesitated at the edge of the city, and looked at Trunks. He looked back down at Zantha and finally handed her over to Trunks. "I'll be watching you, and I won't be far behind either." he warned, before Trunks took off into the air. Shifting to his panther form, Kyle followed in the shadows.
When he crawled threw the window he made his way to the bed Zantha was lying on. Being careful not to move her too much, Kyle jumped up on the bed and settled himself near her head. He watched Trunks dig in the closet then turn to them. He approached the bed rather slowly with his hand outstretched for Kyle to see the bean in his hand. He eyed it speculatively for a moment before taking it and chewing it up. He was about to give it to Zantha, when Trunks grabbed a hand full of his hair and yanked him up.
"What are you doing?"Trunks demanded.
Kyle hissed at him and swatted his hand away. "You won't be able to wake her up. If she's not awake she can't chew." he explained to Trunks very patiently, as if he were stupid. "I'll have to give it to her this way." Kyle opened her mouth with his thumb and placed his mouth over her's. For a second time Kyle felt his hair being tugged on.
"No. I'll do it!" he told Kyle.
Kyle stared at him for a moment, then spit the chewed bean into his palm and offered it to Trunks. He gave the bean a disgusted look, which had been what Kyle was expecting. He was about to put it back into his own mouth when Trunks swiped it out of his palm and popped it into his mouth. He chewed it for a few extra seconds then leaned down to give it to Zantha. Kyle noticed he didn't even hesitate before placing his mouth to Zantha's. It was strange to see the two of them in such an intimate position. What did Bra look like when he kissed her? What did they look like? He wasn't sure he liked Trunks kissing his sister. It wasn't really a kiss though, but he'd kissed her before. He watched Trunks message her throat and the movement was just too erotic for Kyle. If Trunks hadn't sat up, Kyle would have pulled him off.
Kyle and Trunks sat in silence as they waited for Zantha to come around and do...something. She made no move and it didn't look like they'd gotten to her in time to save her, and it was all that saiyan's fault. The anger rose in Kyle and when Trunks turned to look at him, he attacked him, sending them both over the edge of the bed and into the floor. Kyle landed on top effectively pinning Trunks to the floor. "I thought you said you could save her!"
"Kyle? Is that you?" Her voice was so quite he almost hadn't heard it. He instantly left Trunks on the floor to go to her.
"I'm here." he reassured her, cupping her face. "Are you alright? How do you feel?"
"Weak but alive." she answered glancing over his shoulder. Her mouth moved again, but no sound came out. Kyle didn't have to ask what she'd said as her eyes teared up.
"You had better leave now if you want to get away unseen. People will be getting up soon." Trunks told him. Kyle nodded and turned to go, but Zantha grabbed his wrist.
She glanced at Trunks, then told Kyle, "Help me up. I'm going back with you."
"Leave her. She's not going anywhere, and I'd hate to have to kill you for trying." he threatened Kyle. Kyle was in the mood to have a second chance at killing him.
"You're more than welcome to try." Kyle snarled showing off his fangs and unsheathing his claws. Kyle watched his enemy gather his strength to him and his hair stood straight up, going golden. He watched Trunks eyes brighten to a green and flash with anger.
"Wait Kyle!" He heard Zantha call to him. When he glanced her way, it was to see her falling his direction yet again.
He was afraid he'd have to let her fall, but Trunks caught her to him, and hissed, "Have you learned nothing? Do you want to die?"
"No." she answered. Kyle sheathed his claws and backed away as he watched Trunks. He wasn't going to pursue a fight with Zantha in between them. There was no telling what Trunks might do to her either.
"Tell him to go. NOW!" Trunks hissed. Zantha was silent and Kyle waited for her decision. She new he wouldn't leave her if she wanted to go with him. "We can always do this the hard way."
"No." Zantha finally answered. "Go back Kyle. I'll be alright here." Kyle gave her an unsure look, not sure he felt comfortable leaving her behind with the saiyan. "Trust me." Kyle turned and left through the window.
This was beginning to become a bad habit. He'd jumped out of too many windows this evening. Although he hadn't minded jumping out of the first one. He made his way towards Michelle's house when he heard a yell go up. He'd been spotted, and he had no place to run. If he ran to Michelle's he'd expose everyone and the forest was too far away. Two large saiyan's came forward and wrestled him to the ground as a few more came out to help them.
Bra heard the commotion in the street and jumped out of bed. She ran to the window, but couldn't see who they had. There were too many saiyans surrounding the figure on the ground. Throwing on her robe, she raced down the stairs and to the door. Bulma stood in the doorway looking out as Bra joined her.
"Who is it? What have they gotten?"
Bulma looked at her and opened her mouth, then shrugged. "I don't know. Your father's already gone to see."
Bra looked out and spotted her father. Both women watched as the group cleared for him and as he knelt down to grab a fist full of Kyle's hair and pulled his head up to look at him. A tremor of dread raced down Bra's back as she saw the smile that curved her father's mouth. It was a cruel, evil smile like no other she'd ever seen. She hadn't noticed her mother watching for her reaction. Vegeta said something to the men and came strutting back to the house.
"I've got him now! No one get's away from me for long." he told the two women at the door. "Bulma, I'm going to get Trunks and Goku."
Bra wisely stayed silent by her mother's side. Bulma never looked at Vegeta as she continued watching her daughter. Bra looked up at her mother, then turned to go back up stairs. She knew her mother followed her, so she left the bedroom door slightly open.
"What will I ever do with the two of you children?" she ask Bra.
"What do you mean the two of us?"
"You don't think I'm blind and stupid do you? Your brother's too wrapped up in Ms. Deirdre to notice that I've noticed things on my own. You however already know I know what's going on. Is that the same one that was here earlier?"
"Does father know?" Bra ask in shock. How did her mother know Kyle had been here earlier? They hadn't been making that much noise. Had they?
"Not yet, Bra, but you should tell him."
"I can't. What if he uses it as a reason to hurt Kyle?"
"Bra! He's your father!"
"I know. That's why I'm not going to tell him. Promise me you won't either mother." Bra grabbed her mother's arms pleadingly.
"I can't promise, but I'll hold my peace for now. Be careful Bra."
"You're not going to try and stop me?"
"I have a feeling it wouldn't do me any good. It would be in your best interest if you'd wait to slip out when you knew your father wouldn't be there."
"How long?"
"You'll know the minute your father returns home. You can't help him now anyway."