Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT... sadly enough... it's true...
Author's Notes: Here's Chapter Five!!! WOOHOO!!!!
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After things had settled down a bit and Kakkarot was sitting back at his end of the table, Chichi gave a sad
smile at the table. "Go ahead."
Kakkarot looked rather shocked, then nodded, "I was just wondering... you left out when you became a
vampire." Chichi gave a confused look.
"I can't believe I left that out," She admitted, then smiled again, "Yes, well... when Auguste had first
come to our house I was so in love I could not tell light from dark, day from night, morning from evening...
It didn't occur at all to me how strange it was that I only saw him at night, when he was awake and reading.
Although my father didn't approve, he did not refuse shelter for him for a few nights. I remember
sneaking from my room and watching him read, and he would smile and tell me it was ok to enter. I didn't
seem to notice how he knew I was there... but his senses must of picked up on me. I came to him, and sat by him,
asked him questions about his journeys, about who he was. But he always remained a mystery."
She looked up at Kakkarot, "Never once did he tell me anything about his family, or his past friends... he kept
that all to himself." She paused, "He was a year older than me when he became what he was... he would forever
be an eighteen year old gentleman..." She leaned back, "He knew it was dangerous to take me with him when he
ran away, he knew there were chances I would not survive. But he brought me anyway, and he kept me well...
although night time was the only time I saw him, he kept me well and safe during daylight. He brought to me
guards of the highest ranking, brought to me everything I might need. But I wanted more than he could offer,
I wanted his secrets, I wanted him more than anything."
She stopped then, and stood and began walking back and forth, "This he would not give me. I was spoiled when I was
younger, I was used to getting what I wanted. And it infuriated me that he would not share anything with me still,
and I threatened to leave him. This he could not bare, he was more afraid of losing me than anything else,
and so he sat me down and kissed me. He brought me into his arms, holding me hard, and it hurt, but I wanted him
to hold me. I had been wanting him to hold me for so long, and it was finally happening."
She looked back at Kakkarot and stood, arms crossed, one hand covering her lips as she thought, "It all seemed
so fast..." She began to walk again, "He told me what he was, he told me I must never spread word of it, and he
shared his secrets with me. I thought he was crazy, but in the end it all made more sense. He had been disappearing
for hours at night, and he was always unavailable to me during the day. This is when I pleaded with him."
*flashback*
"Share it with me, your curse," She looked at him. He looked at her shocked, and then smiled. SHe was absolutely
beautiful, black curls surrounding her face, evening gown showing to him exactly what he wanted to see, but still
left him wanting her more. "Give it to me, let me be what you are with you."
"No," He told her stubbornly, watching her ignorant frown that made him love her even more appear on her gorgeous
face, "Absolutely not... it will do no good for both of us to live in danger this way..."
"And it will do no good for us both to be attacked for what you, and you alone are... and for me to be the one
to die because you can not! It would make no sense for you to be burned, and for me to live my life in agony
without ANY strength to fall back on! Without being able to change a thing! Because I am just a mortal!" She yelled
with temper, a fire in her eyes that he also loved in her. Everything about her made him love her.
"You do not see good reason," He told her.
"No?! Do I not make any sense?! Am I rambling on about nothing, because if I am killed for what you yourself
are will that not lead you into guilt? Will you not cry over my corpse? Will you simply move on and find someone
else to be your whore?!" She was shaking in anger, tears visible at the corners of her eyes.
"You are not a whore," He growled at her.
"You can not marry me because you are you and I am me, and I ran away from my father's word to be with you, and
what do you give me?! Only your word?! Only your love?! I want more! DAMN YOU! IF YOU DO NOT GIVE THIS TO ME
I WILL NOT STAY TO HEAR YOU SAY NO AGAIN!"
"..." He did not say anything, but turned his back to her. He could hear her footsteps walk a short
distance and then back. He turned to look at her, and his eyes widened.
"If I can not forever live with you, sharing everything with you, then I no longer have the will to live," She she
slit her wrist, tears falling from her dark eyes. Blood dribbled down her body, soaking the carpet, and she sanks to
her knees. He ran to her, held her, and kissed her forehead.
"Love," He whispered into her hair, "This curse is worse than any death," And he picked up the dagger she
had used on herself, her blood still on it, and slit his own wrist, "But I'm not ready to live without you yet. And
he opened her mouth and she drank his blood. She drank, and drank until he could no longer let her drink and pulled himself
away from her. Her wound on her wrist disappeared, closing itself back up, and his wrist did the same. "I'm sorry."
She found herself shivering on the floor, shaking in his arms as he held her tight and ran his hands through the silk
curls on her head. As she settled down she opened her eyes to him, and a smile formed on her lips. She sat up and touched
the side of his cheek. "Do not be sorry, it is what I wanted," and she lightly kissed his lips, "Because I love you. I could
not leave you, and I knew you would not let me die... Do not feel guilt for what I have chosen." He held her tighter now, and
she wrapped her arms around him and held him as well. And that's how they stayed until just before
the sun rose.
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Author's Notes: What did ya think? ^___^ Thanks for the reviews!!!
Author's Notes: Here's Chapter Five!!! WOOHOO!!!!
~~~~
After things had settled down a bit and Kakkarot was sitting back at his end of the table, Chichi gave a sad
smile at the table. "Go ahead."
Kakkarot looked rather shocked, then nodded, "I was just wondering... you left out when you became a
vampire." Chichi gave a confused look.
"I can't believe I left that out," She admitted, then smiled again, "Yes, well... when Auguste had first
come to our house I was so in love I could not tell light from dark, day from night, morning from evening...
It didn't occur at all to me how strange it was that I only saw him at night, when he was awake and reading.
Although my father didn't approve, he did not refuse shelter for him for a few nights. I remember
sneaking from my room and watching him read, and he would smile and tell me it was ok to enter. I didn't
seem to notice how he knew I was there... but his senses must of picked up on me. I came to him, and sat by him,
asked him questions about his journeys, about who he was. But he always remained a mystery."
She looked up at Kakkarot, "Never once did he tell me anything about his family, or his past friends... he kept
that all to himself." She paused, "He was a year older than me when he became what he was... he would forever
be an eighteen year old gentleman..." She leaned back, "He knew it was dangerous to take me with him when he
ran away, he knew there were chances I would not survive. But he brought me anyway, and he kept me well...
although night time was the only time I saw him, he kept me well and safe during daylight. He brought to me
guards of the highest ranking, brought to me everything I might need. But I wanted more than he could offer,
I wanted his secrets, I wanted him more than anything."
She stopped then, and stood and began walking back and forth, "This he would not give me. I was spoiled when I was
younger, I was used to getting what I wanted. And it infuriated me that he would not share anything with me still,
and I threatened to leave him. This he could not bare, he was more afraid of losing me than anything else,
and so he sat me down and kissed me. He brought me into his arms, holding me hard, and it hurt, but I wanted him
to hold me. I had been wanting him to hold me for so long, and it was finally happening."
She looked back at Kakkarot and stood, arms crossed, one hand covering her lips as she thought, "It all seemed
so fast..." She began to walk again, "He told me what he was, he told me I must never spread word of it, and he
shared his secrets with me. I thought he was crazy, but in the end it all made more sense. He had been disappearing
for hours at night, and he was always unavailable to me during the day. This is when I pleaded with him."
*flashback*
"Share it with me, your curse," She looked at him. He looked at her shocked, and then smiled. SHe was absolutely
beautiful, black curls surrounding her face, evening gown showing to him exactly what he wanted to see, but still
left him wanting her more. "Give it to me, let me be what you are with you."
"No," He told her stubbornly, watching her ignorant frown that made him love her even more appear on her gorgeous
face, "Absolutely not... it will do no good for both of us to live in danger this way..."
"And it will do no good for us both to be attacked for what you, and you alone are... and for me to be the one
to die because you can not! It would make no sense for you to be burned, and for me to live my life in agony
without ANY strength to fall back on! Without being able to change a thing! Because I am just a mortal!" She yelled
with temper, a fire in her eyes that he also loved in her. Everything about her made him love her.
"You do not see good reason," He told her.
"No?! Do I not make any sense?! Am I rambling on about nothing, because if I am killed for what you yourself
are will that not lead you into guilt? Will you not cry over my corpse? Will you simply move on and find someone
else to be your whore?!" She was shaking in anger, tears visible at the corners of her eyes.
"You are not a whore," He growled at her.
"You can not marry me because you are you and I am me, and I ran away from my father's word to be with you, and
what do you give me?! Only your word?! Only your love?! I want more! DAMN YOU! IF YOU DO NOT GIVE THIS TO ME
I WILL NOT STAY TO HEAR YOU SAY NO AGAIN!"
"..." He did not say anything, but turned his back to her. He could hear her footsteps walk a short
distance and then back. He turned to look at her, and his eyes widened.
"If I can not forever live with you, sharing everything with you, then I no longer have the will to live," She she
slit her wrist, tears falling from her dark eyes. Blood dribbled down her body, soaking the carpet, and she sanks to
her knees. He ran to her, held her, and kissed her forehead.
"Love," He whispered into her hair, "This curse is worse than any death," And he picked up the dagger she
had used on herself, her blood still on it, and slit his own wrist, "But I'm not ready to live without you yet. And
he opened her mouth and she drank his blood. She drank, and drank until he could no longer let her drink and pulled himself
away from her. Her wound on her wrist disappeared, closing itself back up, and his wrist did the same. "I'm sorry."
She found herself shivering on the floor, shaking in his arms as he held her tight and ran his hands through the silk
curls on her head. As she settled down she opened her eyes to him, and a smile formed on her lips. She sat up and touched
the side of his cheek. "Do not be sorry, it is what I wanted," and she lightly kissed his lips, "Because I love you. I could
not leave you, and I knew you would not let me die... Do not feel guilt for what I have chosen." He held her tighter now, and
she wrapped her arms around him and held him as well. And that's how they stayed until just before
the sun rose.
~~~
Author's Notes: What did ya think? ^___^ Thanks for the reviews!!!