Author's notes: Only one thing – besides being my first fic online (^^-)
in between the little "" and "" are thoughts since italic doesn't show
up. I'll fix that… but hey – reviews are welcome and if you have ideas
shoot 'em by me. I am anticipating the dreaded flames..
Renegade
Chapter One – A Night to Regret
The dark haired warrior awoke with a start at the movement at his side. He froze as he felt a smaller body press against him, then signed and pushed his wild hair away from his forehead. I probably shouldn't make a habit of this, he thought, waking up and not knowing where I am. He shifted and the slight form next to him moaned and slid an arm across his bare chest. One end of this mouth perked up into a disappointed half smile. Then I guess I'm stuck here until you fall asleep.
He again tried to get his hair out of his eyes by blowing air upwards from his mouth, but soon gave up on the loosing battle and glanced around the room. It was your typical barmaid apartment, not too flashy, but not too clean either. He made a mental note to himself to ask the bartender downstairs the name of the barmaid who'd taken an interest in him. Not that he was interested in her as a permanent mate, but to keep an eye on her health, and the progress of his son.
His son, he could already smell it on this woman, though it was feint and almost nonexistent. How could he have been so careless? He had always been in control of himself and careful not to get the female partner pregnant. She must have slipped something into his drink before she came onto him, something to make him more vulnerable to her, maybe to trap him. Pity for her she didn't realize what he was until there was no turning back. Saiyans have a higher tolerance to drugs than regular humanoids.
But whatever the drug was, it had almost made him loose control and now this woman was pregnant with his brat. He closed his eyes and him mouth formed an angry line. He was such an idiot for not seeing through any of it. I have to get out of here, he thought, and carefully removed himself from the woman's embrace. He was in the process of sliding out from beneath the sheets when the door burst open and the bed was showered with light. The warrior shielded his eyes with one hand and fought to keep his balance. The figure in the doorway snickered.
"You finished?" he said in a light tone. The dark warrior frowned at the sarcasm and reached for his pants. As he dressed, he turned back to his partner.
"One of us has to run back to the ship to get the…" he began, speaking under his breath, but the other young man held up his hand telling him to stop. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a syringe, twirling it between his fingers.
"As soon as you two disappeared, I went out too the ship to get it just in case. Good thing I did," he said and tossed the needle to his partner. The warrior's face dropped and he fell out of the way as the need came speeding toward him. He swore under his breath.
"Kachi! You know I can't stand those things!" he said through his teeth, fumbling with his shirt. Kachi laughed and stepped into the room. He picked up the syringe where it had landed on the bed.
"You should probably break yourself of your phobia of needles," he said, putting slight pressure on the bottom of the syringe and flicking the tube as though he were a physician. He glanced over at his friend who was on the floor searching for his boots and continued. "You never know, this little thing could save a life, maybe yours…" he paused then looked back at the syringe and held it above eyelevel and flicked it again. "…Or your mate's." The warrior grabbed one of this boots and whipped it at his partner's head.
"Just shut your trap and get it over with before she wakes up so we can get outta here," he snarled as Kachi caught the boot and laughed out loud. A slight moan arose from the bed and both men froze. Finally serious, Kachi bent over the sleeping woman and inserted the needle into her upper arm. As he pushed the serum into her body her eyelids fluttered and he reached a hand behind her head and squeezed. She stopped resisting and fell back into a deep sleep, partially due to the drugs in the serum. Kachi pulled the needle out of her arm and looked up at his friend, who straightened and brushed his hands messily through his hair. He stomped in his boots so they form-fit his feet and he looked back at Kachi. He tilted his head toward the door, and Kachi followed him out, shutting the door behind him. They walked down the hallway in silence until they reached the stairs, where the warrior turned toward his partner. "You're sure it will…"
"Work? Hey, my serum has never failed me. The equipment on the ship will be able to tell you anything you want about that woman body, functioning wise and location. If she's sick, we'll know. Hell, we'll even know what gender the kid is in a couple of days. And once she starts going into labor…" The warrior grunted and started down the stairs.
"As long as it works."
"Goku." He turned and stared up at Kachi, who threw his hands up in defeat and followed him down the stairs and out of the bar. Neither of them spoke until they were out the door and halfway to the ship. Kachi stuffed his hands his pockets and kicked at a stone.
"Chichi."
"Hmm?" Goku said, being pulled out of his thoughts.
"That's the woman's name – Chichi." Goku rolled his eyes, sickened by his deed. At least I didn't mark her. That would be too much to bear. He shook his head, and picked up the pace to the ship.
"We need to get back on schedule. Let's go." Kachi nodded and they continued on to the ship in silence.
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Renegade
Chapter One – A Night to Regret
The dark haired warrior awoke with a start at the movement at his side. He froze as he felt a smaller body press against him, then signed and pushed his wild hair away from his forehead. I probably shouldn't make a habit of this, he thought, waking up and not knowing where I am. He shifted and the slight form next to him moaned and slid an arm across his bare chest. One end of this mouth perked up into a disappointed half smile. Then I guess I'm stuck here until you fall asleep.
He again tried to get his hair out of his eyes by blowing air upwards from his mouth, but soon gave up on the loosing battle and glanced around the room. It was your typical barmaid apartment, not too flashy, but not too clean either. He made a mental note to himself to ask the bartender downstairs the name of the barmaid who'd taken an interest in him. Not that he was interested in her as a permanent mate, but to keep an eye on her health, and the progress of his son.
His son, he could already smell it on this woman, though it was feint and almost nonexistent. How could he have been so careless? He had always been in control of himself and careful not to get the female partner pregnant. She must have slipped something into his drink before she came onto him, something to make him more vulnerable to her, maybe to trap him. Pity for her she didn't realize what he was until there was no turning back. Saiyans have a higher tolerance to drugs than regular humanoids.
But whatever the drug was, it had almost made him loose control and now this woman was pregnant with his brat. He closed his eyes and him mouth formed an angry line. He was such an idiot for not seeing through any of it. I have to get out of here, he thought, and carefully removed himself from the woman's embrace. He was in the process of sliding out from beneath the sheets when the door burst open and the bed was showered with light. The warrior shielded his eyes with one hand and fought to keep his balance. The figure in the doorway snickered.
"You finished?" he said in a light tone. The dark warrior frowned at the sarcasm and reached for his pants. As he dressed, he turned back to his partner.
"One of us has to run back to the ship to get the…" he began, speaking under his breath, but the other young man held up his hand telling him to stop. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a syringe, twirling it between his fingers.
"As soon as you two disappeared, I went out too the ship to get it just in case. Good thing I did," he said and tossed the needle to his partner. The warrior's face dropped and he fell out of the way as the need came speeding toward him. He swore under his breath.
"Kachi! You know I can't stand those things!" he said through his teeth, fumbling with his shirt. Kachi laughed and stepped into the room. He picked up the syringe where it had landed on the bed.
"You should probably break yourself of your phobia of needles," he said, putting slight pressure on the bottom of the syringe and flicking the tube as though he were a physician. He glanced over at his friend who was on the floor searching for his boots and continued. "You never know, this little thing could save a life, maybe yours…" he paused then looked back at the syringe and held it above eyelevel and flicked it again. "…Or your mate's." The warrior grabbed one of this boots and whipped it at his partner's head.
"Just shut your trap and get it over with before she wakes up so we can get outta here," he snarled as Kachi caught the boot and laughed out loud. A slight moan arose from the bed and both men froze. Finally serious, Kachi bent over the sleeping woman and inserted the needle into her upper arm. As he pushed the serum into her body her eyelids fluttered and he reached a hand behind her head and squeezed. She stopped resisting and fell back into a deep sleep, partially due to the drugs in the serum. Kachi pulled the needle out of her arm and looked up at his friend, who straightened and brushed his hands messily through his hair. He stomped in his boots so they form-fit his feet and he looked back at Kachi. He tilted his head toward the door, and Kachi followed him out, shutting the door behind him. They walked down the hallway in silence until they reached the stairs, where the warrior turned toward his partner. "You're sure it will…"
"Work? Hey, my serum has never failed me. The equipment on the ship will be able to tell you anything you want about that woman body, functioning wise and location. If she's sick, we'll know. Hell, we'll even know what gender the kid is in a couple of days. And once she starts going into labor…" The warrior grunted and started down the stairs.
"As long as it works."
"Goku." He turned and stared up at Kachi, who threw his hands up in defeat and followed him down the stairs and out of the bar. Neither of them spoke until they were out the door and halfway to the ship. Kachi stuffed his hands his pockets and kicked at a stone.
"Chichi."
"Hmm?" Goku said, being pulled out of his thoughts.
"That's the woman's name – Chichi." Goku rolled his eyes, sickened by his deed. At least I didn't mark her. That would be too much to bear. He shook his head, and picked up the pace to the ship.
"We need to get back on schedule. Let's go." Kachi nodded and they continued on to the ship in silence.
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