disc lay mer: I own this story, Lazandra and her history, everything
else you recognize probably belongs to the multi millionairs who owns DBZ
authors notes; I am feeling a little unloved...as of this moment I have
only 11 reviews. I am doing something wrong or do you hate me? Cause if
you hate me then just tell me why and I'll stop bothering you...(well maybe
not). There is a sex part in here...BUT it is not detailed therefore it
does not qualify for NC-17. (although there is one of those written for
this, if you ask real nice maybe I might post it someday...) but i need
reviews for that. Please, please review...it only takes a few seconds to
type; hi I'm reading your fic and I like it; Or; i don't like it.
If you guys like my fic (or if you don't) I think you should pay a visit
to moonromance.com and read some of The Queen of Random's fics, although
beware there are a few you don't want to read in the library because you
might start laughing so hard you get kicked out.
random rant; it's a very bad idea to try to make 2 costumes in one week.
random quote; "I'd paint the White House pink and never have to pay the
rent, if only I was president." -from the song "Delicious Surprise" by
Beth Hart.
That was it; Gohan was finally done with their lunch. He silently crept back into
Lazandra's room to find her still sleeping right where he had left her. With a smile and a
feeling of childish innocence that he had lost long ago he crawled onto the bed next to her
and without warning began a tickle assault on her, bringing Lazandra awake much faster than
she would have liked. At first she wasn't quite sure as to what was going on but awareness
quickly came to her and she fought back as best she could. Which meant she could only push
the sensations into Gohan as he tickled her and soon he was reduced to a pile of laughter
along with her.
She rolled over so that she could face him with minimum effort. "That was just playing
dirty." She said in a tone that could have been mistaken for grouchiness had he not known her
as well as he did.
Gohan smirked. "Hey, it's all part of the training."
"Tickling me to wake me up earlier than necessary?" She asked with skepticism in her
voice.
Getting up on his elbows so he could look down onto her face he gave her his best Son
smile. "You have to be prepared to wake up and fight at anytime."
"There should be some kind of rule against waking people up to fight."
Gohan merely grinned at her. "Come on get dressed I have a surprise for you."
Fifteen minutes later she was rewarded with the sight of Gohan holding a very heavy
looking picnic basket. All that day they spent at the most beautiful waterfall Lazandra had
ever seen, not that she had seen many but it was still a wonderful experience for her.
Once they had gotten back home Gohan had called first dibs on the shower, so Lazandra
laid down on her bed to wait for him to finish. When Gohan got out of the shower he walked into
her room to let her know it was her turn only to find Lazandra asleep on her bed, still soaked
from their earlier antics.
He approached her and sat down on the bed trying not to wake her. She was so beautiful
to him, inside and out, he didn't understand how someone so caring could be made the black
sheep of a whole town, no matter how small. Without realizing it he leaned down to kiss her, but
before his lips touched hers she opened her eyes. She stared up at him and the two remained
frozen like that for what seemed an eternity. Gohan finally sat up and turned away from her,
casting his eyes to the floor.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't ha-." He was halted by her lips on his. He froze in shock at
her boldness.
She wasn't quite sure of herself or how he would react, but she had acted on instinct
and she refused to allow herself to regret it. She had simply woken up to see him an inch from
her and her nerves had suddenly become electrified, but when he had moved away from her that
feeling had not only left but had been replaced by a cold emptiness. She cared for Gohan and
he cared for her, what else was left? A chill went through her soul when she realized the answer
was that they might not have tomorrow. After the pain they had both suffered they deserved a
little happiness. So she had done the only thing she could think of, what seemed natural, she
kissed him softly. When she pulled back she sensed the shock in his face but wasn't sure whether
it was the good kind or the bad. So she waited for his response.
Gohan looked in her eyes unwilling to say anything, not that he could have formed words
if he had tried. He knew what he wanted, and by the look in her eyes she wanted the same thing.
He wondered if he should pull away and wait until later, but then he began to decipher some of
her feelings that were flowing through him and realized she didn't want to wait for later
because later might never come. Death had come to their doorstep enough times for them to know
that tomorrow was never promised to anyone.
Instead of trying to figure out the rest of the tangled knot of emotions and thoughts
they were sharing he pulled her close and kissed her softly, knowing he would have to go slow
and be patient with her. Not breaking their kiss Lazandra moved so she could swing her leg
across him and sit astride his lap; Gohan moaned softly into her mouth. Slowly, hesitantly he
brought his hands up over her sides until he wrapped them around her waist and pulled her
gently closer to him.
After a moment Gohan began to take his kiss further down to her neck and she tilted her
head for him giving silent permission, but when he began to venture lower he felt her stiffen
slightly under his touch. He paused and looked up into her eyes. When she met his eyes he read
the fear there, not of him, but of her memories.
"Are you sure?" he asked quietly
She looked into his eyes and felt his willingness to stop on her word; she loved him
all the more for it. Their emotions were beginning to become entangled and she had a hard time
deciphering hers from his. She answered him with a barely perceptible nod and preceded to
unbutton the top she had been wearing while they had been swimming.
His eyes were riveted on her as he watched in awed silence while she removed her top.
They moved slowly, exploring each other; Gohan, all the while, silently assuring her in as many
ways as he could think of that he would not and could never hurt her the way 17 had.
He stared down into her eyes one last time silently asking her if this was what she
really wanted. When he felt her nervous assurance and love, he kissed her and began to move. An
all too swift eternity later she went lax in his arms and he collapsed on top of her, letting
his weight fall on his elbows. After a moment he rolled onto his back with her still in his
arms so that she was now lying on his chest. He kissed the top of her head and rubbed small
circles on her back and she fell asleep listening to the beat of his heart and he soon followed.
She woke up sore a few hours later then the memory of the night before came to her. She
stayed still for a moment listening to his heartbeat then slowly lifted her head to look at his
face and smiled. He looked so peaceful when he slept without the worry of the world to mar his
features. She caressed his cheek and moved slightly to lay a light kiss on his lips. He stirred
and she crossed her arms and rested her elbows on his chest so she could look at his face when
he woke.
He woke up feeling a weight on him. He slowly opened his eyes to find the most beautiful
sight in the world, Lazandra smiling down at him. One arm tightened around her waist, while he
brought his other hand up to push her hair out of her face and behind her ear. He looked into
her eyes and asked, "Regrets?"
"None. You?" she replied.
"Just one." His answer was met with a questioning look. "I forgot to tell you I love you."
She smiled brilliantly. "I love you too." She said and leaned down to kiss him again.
The kiss deepened and his hands began to roam freely over her body, pausing when he found a spot
that would draw small sounds from her. He rolled so that she was underneath him and he moved his
kiss to her neck.
The blankets were in a tangle around them when there was a knock at the door.
"Zandra did Gohan tell you where he was going this morning?" ChiChi asked looking at
some papers she had in her hand. She looked up however when she heard a body fall off the bed
and hit the floor. The sight she saw was amusing indeed; her son's head peaking up from the side
of the bed and Lazandra clutching the sheets to her, both of them a bright red. She gave them a
knowing smile. "Never mind. I'll keep breakfast warm 'till you two lovebirds decide to come out."
She said and closed the door behind her as she left.
The two looked at each other and slow smiles crept across their faces, then they just
broke out into all out laughter. After a moment he crawled back under the covers with her still
laughing.
At this point she was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. "You know, I don't
think I've ever been so embarrassed." She managed between laughs.
"Mom always has managed to catch me at the most awkward moments." He said wiping the
tears from his eyes while he was lying on his side facing her. After they caught their breath
he looked at her, his eyes serious. "I love you." He said holding her hand, willing her to
understand just how much she meant to him.
She closed her eyes feeling the pure emotion coming from him. When she opened her eyes
she looked into his and said, "I love you." Poring into the words the emotion she felt. She
looked deep into his eyes and knew just how much she meant to him.
He was about to kiss her again but was stopped an inch short when her stomach growled.
She grinned sheepishly then giggled. "Hmm. Did I make you that hungry?" he asked her with a big
Son grin.
She slapped his shoulder. "Doesn't matter how just matters that I am." She said and
looked around the room.
"This what you're looking for?" he asked picking up her pajamas, which consisted of his
oversized button up t-shirt.
"Yes, thank you. I believe you want these." She said handing him his boxers and wife
beater tank top. He grinned and they got dressed and went for breakfast.
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author's note; just a little reminder to click on that little review
button down on the left. I'm going to go work on The Queens costume a
little more, so bye for now.
else you recognize probably belongs to the multi millionairs who owns DBZ
authors notes; I am feeling a little unloved...as of this moment I have
only 11 reviews. I am doing something wrong or do you hate me? Cause if
you hate me then just tell me why and I'll stop bothering you...(well maybe
not). There is a sex part in here...BUT it is not detailed therefore it
does not qualify for NC-17. (although there is one of those written for
this, if you ask real nice maybe I might post it someday...) but i need
reviews for that. Please, please review...it only takes a few seconds to
type; hi I'm reading your fic and I like it; Or; i don't like it.
If you guys like my fic (or if you don't) I think you should pay a visit
to moonromance.com and read some of The Queen of Random's fics, although
beware there are a few you don't want to read in the library because you
might start laughing so hard you get kicked out.
random rant; it's a very bad idea to try to make 2 costumes in one week.
random quote; "I'd paint the White House pink and never have to pay the
rent, if only I was president." -from the song "Delicious Surprise" by
Beth Hart.
That was it; Gohan was finally done with their lunch. He silently crept back into
Lazandra's room to find her still sleeping right where he had left her. With a smile and a
feeling of childish innocence that he had lost long ago he crawled onto the bed next to her
and without warning began a tickle assault on her, bringing Lazandra awake much faster than
she would have liked. At first she wasn't quite sure as to what was going on but awareness
quickly came to her and she fought back as best she could. Which meant she could only push
the sensations into Gohan as he tickled her and soon he was reduced to a pile of laughter
along with her.
She rolled over so that she could face him with minimum effort. "That was just playing
dirty." She said in a tone that could have been mistaken for grouchiness had he not known her
as well as he did.
Gohan smirked. "Hey, it's all part of the training."
"Tickling me to wake me up earlier than necessary?" She asked with skepticism in her
voice.
Getting up on his elbows so he could look down onto her face he gave her his best Son
smile. "You have to be prepared to wake up and fight at anytime."
"There should be some kind of rule against waking people up to fight."
Gohan merely grinned at her. "Come on get dressed I have a surprise for you."
Fifteen minutes later she was rewarded with the sight of Gohan holding a very heavy
looking picnic basket. All that day they spent at the most beautiful waterfall Lazandra had
ever seen, not that she had seen many but it was still a wonderful experience for her.
Once they had gotten back home Gohan had called first dibs on the shower, so Lazandra
laid down on her bed to wait for him to finish. When Gohan got out of the shower he walked into
her room to let her know it was her turn only to find Lazandra asleep on her bed, still soaked
from their earlier antics.
He approached her and sat down on the bed trying not to wake her. She was so beautiful
to him, inside and out, he didn't understand how someone so caring could be made the black
sheep of a whole town, no matter how small. Without realizing it he leaned down to kiss her, but
before his lips touched hers she opened her eyes. She stared up at him and the two remained
frozen like that for what seemed an eternity. Gohan finally sat up and turned away from her,
casting his eyes to the floor.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't ha-." He was halted by her lips on his. He froze in shock at
her boldness.
She wasn't quite sure of herself or how he would react, but she had acted on instinct
and she refused to allow herself to regret it. She had simply woken up to see him an inch from
her and her nerves had suddenly become electrified, but when he had moved away from her that
feeling had not only left but had been replaced by a cold emptiness. She cared for Gohan and
he cared for her, what else was left? A chill went through her soul when she realized the answer
was that they might not have tomorrow. After the pain they had both suffered they deserved a
little happiness. So she had done the only thing she could think of, what seemed natural, she
kissed him softly. When she pulled back she sensed the shock in his face but wasn't sure whether
it was the good kind or the bad. So she waited for his response.
Gohan looked in her eyes unwilling to say anything, not that he could have formed words
if he had tried. He knew what he wanted, and by the look in her eyes she wanted the same thing.
He wondered if he should pull away and wait until later, but then he began to decipher some of
her feelings that were flowing through him and realized she didn't want to wait for later
because later might never come. Death had come to their doorstep enough times for them to know
that tomorrow was never promised to anyone.
Instead of trying to figure out the rest of the tangled knot of emotions and thoughts
they were sharing he pulled her close and kissed her softly, knowing he would have to go slow
and be patient with her. Not breaking their kiss Lazandra moved so she could swing her leg
across him and sit astride his lap; Gohan moaned softly into her mouth. Slowly, hesitantly he
brought his hands up over her sides until he wrapped them around her waist and pulled her
gently closer to him.
After a moment Gohan began to take his kiss further down to her neck and she tilted her
head for him giving silent permission, but when he began to venture lower he felt her stiffen
slightly under his touch. He paused and looked up into her eyes. When she met his eyes he read
the fear there, not of him, but of her memories.
"Are you sure?" he asked quietly
She looked into his eyes and felt his willingness to stop on her word; she loved him
all the more for it. Their emotions were beginning to become entangled and she had a hard time
deciphering hers from his. She answered him with a barely perceptible nod and preceded to
unbutton the top she had been wearing while they had been swimming.
His eyes were riveted on her as he watched in awed silence while she removed her top.
They moved slowly, exploring each other; Gohan, all the while, silently assuring her in as many
ways as he could think of that he would not and could never hurt her the way 17 had.
He stared down into her eyes one last time silently asking her if this was what she
really wanted. When he felt her nervous assurance and love, he kissed her and began to move. An
all too swift eternity later she went lax in his arms and he collapsed on top of her, letting
his weight fall on his elbows. After a moment he rolled onto his back with her still in his
arms so that she was now lying on his chest. He kissed the top of her head and rubbed small
circles on her back and she fell asleep listening to the beat of his heart and he soon followed.
She woke up sore a few hours later then the memory of the night before came to her. She
stayed still for a moment listening to his heartbeat then slowly lifted her head to look at his
face and smiled. He looked so peaceful when he slept without the worry of the world to mar his
features. She caressed his cheek and moved slightly to lay a light kiss on his lips. He stirred
and she crossed her arms and rested her elbows on his chest so she could look at his face when
he woke.
He woke up feeling a weight on him. He slowly opened his eyes to find the most beautiful
sight in the world, Lazandra smiling down at him. One arm tightened around her waist, while he
brought his other hand up to push her hair out of her face and behind her ear. He looked into
her eyes and asked, "Regrets?"
"None. You?" she replied.
"Just one." His answer was met with a questioning look. "I forgot to tell you I love you."
She smiled brilliantly. "I love you too." She said and leaned down to kiss him again.
The kiss deepened and his hands began to roam freely over her body, pausing when he found a spot
that would draw small sounds from her. He rolled so that she was underneath him and he moved his
kiss to her neck.
The blankets were in a tangle around them when there was a knock at the door.
"Zandra did Gohan tell you where he was going this morning?" ChiChi asked looking at
some papers she had in her hand. She looked up however when she heard a body fall off the bed
and hit the floor. The sight she saw was amusing indeed; her son's head peaking up from the side
of the bed and Lazandra clutching the sheets to her, both of them a bright red. She gave them a
knowing smile. "Never mind. I'll keep breakfast warm 'till you two lovebirds decide to come out."
She said and closed the door behind her as she left.
The two looked at each other and slow smiles crept across their faces, then they just
broke out into all out laughter. After a moment he crawled back under the covers with her still
laughing.
At this point she was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. "You know, I don't
think I've ever been so embarrassed." She managed between laughs.
"Mom always has managed to catch me at the most awkward moments." He said wiping the
tears from his eyes while he was lying on his side facing her. After they caught their breath
he looked at her, his eyes serious. "I love you." He said holding her hand, willing her to
understand just how much she meant to him.
She closed her eyes feeling the pure emotion coming from him. When she opened her eyes
she looked into his and said, "I love you." Poring into the words the emotion she felt. She
looked deep into his eyes and knew just how much she meant to him.
He was about to kiss her again but was stopped an inch short when her stomach growled.
She grinned sheepishly then giggled. "Hmm. Did I make you that hungry?" he asked her with a big
Son grin.
She slapped his shoulder. "Doesn't matter how just matters that I am." She said and
looked around the room.
"This what you're looking for?" he asked picking up her pajamas, which consisted of his
oversized button up t-shirt.
"Yes, thank you. I believe you want these." She said handing him his boxers and wife
beater tank top. He grinned and they got dressed and went for breakfast.
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author's note; just a little reminder to click on that little review
button down on the left. I'm going to go work on The Queens costume a
little more, so bye for now.