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He looked at her white skin, her cheeks only tinted red because of the few blood tears she had shed. She was
looked like a beautiful doll, too fragile to touch. After hearing her story, he could hardly call her fragile.
Anyone who had been forced into such a life that she lived had to be strong, and to live in pain for the rest of
her life... many many years to come. He watched as her she smiled and looked up at him, their eyes looking into
each other, as if she was searching for something in him. Something to comfort her, perhaps. But he had
no comfort to give, nothing to share with her. His pain could not compare to hers, his life seemed dull. A
life he had thought was so exciting suddenly seemed black.
She placed her hands on the table and stood, the chair lightly screeching against the cemented floor as it came
out from under her. Her soft smile gave him comfort, and he no longer felt as though he was useless to her, watching
her cry but not knowing words that could sooth her. Her eyes were hard, but friendly at the same time. She opened her
mouth.
"Bed," Was all he heard.
"What?" He asked, to make clear of anything she had just said.
"You ought to get to bed," She shook Camille gently, and the little fairy blinked open her eyes. She looked up and smiled
and Chichi, "Will you show Kakkarot a room, please?" She asked politely. The fairy could not be any more happy to
be able to please her master. She gave a cheerful "Of course" and flew upstairs to wait for the large Saiyan. Kakkarot
turned to Chichi on his way out and looked down at her.
"I'm sorry that you faced so much alone," He told her.
"I've learned a lot from it," Chichi gave him a reassuring smile, "Worrying about me only cause you grief, I've lived for
these many years." She leaned up and lightly kissed him on the cheek, "Worrying will only be a waste. And I don't wish to
see a worrisome look on your face. Now go, rest up," And she watched as he climbed the stairs to leave the basement. When
the door was closed and she was sure Camille and Kakkarot were gone, she held her head and cried.
~~~
"Lady Chichi must be catching up on her sleep," Camille said as she floated about the large house, fixing things to
eat for the Saiyan, "Did you have a nice rest?"
"Yes," He told her, smiling, "When does she usually wake." Camille looked at the old fashioned clock attached to the
wall.
"An hour ago," She told him, then looked outside, "When the sun sets, she wakes up... she doesn't come out for about
fifteen minutes after that..." A worried look came upon her face, "Maybe I should go check on her..."
"No need," The feminine voice said, "I'm alright." Camille fave brightened at the sight of Chichi.
"You're alright!"
"Of course I am," She said, a little tiredly, "You don't think a few tears could hold me down, do you?" Camille smiled
and grabbed the hooded cloak for Chichi, using all her strength to bring it back to her. Chichi smiled at Camille.
"Thank you," She wrapped it around her shoulders and looked at Kakkarot, "You are welcome for as long as you want. If you're
still here when I get back we can discuss other matters about Auguste's murder." Kakkarot nodded and she left. Camille
wandered over to Kakkarot.
"Do you think she's pretty?" Camille asked. Kakkarot gave her an odd look. "Well?"
"Yes, is there anyone who doesn't?"
"Do you like her?" She grinned a mischievous grin, and flew closer so she was setting her hands on his nose
and studying into his face.
"Eh...I really... don't... why are you asking me all these questions?" Kakkarot asked. Camille flew to the kitchen.
"Lady Chichi is always so lonely," Camille said, "I don't want her to be lonely anymore, but she won't do anything
for herself... the only thing I can do is stick around and take care of her. As a fairy, it's my duty to bring her
luck and make sure no great deal of harm comes her way. But I can only do so much, and with a Saiyan around I suppose protecting
her will be a lot easier."
"Why would you need to protect her?" Kakkarot asked.
"She didn't tell you what kind of people she feeds on?" Camille asked. Kakkarot shook her head, "Only murders, child molesters... anyone
who causes harm to the innocent. Who knows what humans are capable of if they try hard enough, I don't want to see her get hurt.
And when I found her she was suicidal... she wanted to die so much, she was begging the sky to take her life from her. But she's
been cursed, like her lover was... and she can't die. I'm afraid that someday she might want to die again, ask for it,
let a human kill her. But she's stronger than that, I think..."
"Yes," Kakkarot told the little fairy, "There's no longer an aura of suicide in her, no longer a longing for death. She'll be
alright." The fairy smiled and continued to cook for the Saiyan.
~~~
Author's Notes: Here's the chapter! Hope you liked!!! Thanks for the reviews!!! WEEHEEHEE!!!
*ahem* AnYwAy, here's the next chapter to this story.
Disclaimer: No own DB/Z/GT
~~~
He looked at her white skin, her cheeks only tinted red because of the few blood tears she had shed. She was
looked like a beautiful doll, too fragile to touch. After hearing her story, he could hardly call her fragile.
Anyone who had been forced into such a life that she lived had to be strong, and to live in pain for the rest of
her life... many many years to come. He watched as her she smiled and looked up at him, their eyes looking into
each other, as if she was searching for something in him. Something to comfort her, perhaps. But he had
no comfort to give, nothing to share with her. His pain could not compare to hers, his life seemed dull. A
life he had thought was so exciting suddenly seemed black.
She placed her hands on the table and stood, the chair lightly screeching against the cemented floor as it came
out from under her. Her soft smile gave him comfort, and he no longer felt as though he was useless to her, watching
her cry but not knowing words that could sooth her. Her eyes were hard, but friendly at the same time. She opened her
mouth.
"Bed," Was all he heard.
"What?" He asked, to make clear of anything she had just said.
"You ought to get to bed," She shook Camille gently, and the little fairy blinked open her eyes. She looked up and smiled
and Chichi, "Will you show Kakkarot a room, please?" She asked politely. The fairy could not be any more happy to
be able to please her master. She gave a cheerful "Of course" and flew upstairs to wait for the large Saiyan. Kakkarot
turned to Chichi on his way out and looked down at her.
"I'm sorry that you faced so much alone," He told her.
"I've learned a lot from it," Chichi gave him a reassuring smile, "Worrying about me only cause you grief, I've lived for
these many years." She leaned up and lightly kissed him on the cheek, "Worrying will only be a waste. And I don't wish to
see a worrisome look on your face. Now go, rest up," And she watched as he climbed the stairs to leave the basement. When
the door was closed and she was sure Camille and Kakkarot were gone, she held her head and cried.
~~~
"Lady Chichi must be catching up on her sleep," Camille said as she floated about the large house, fixing things to
eat for the Saiyan, "Did you have a nice rest?"
"Yes," He told her, smiling, "When does she usually wake." Camille looked at the old fashioned clock attached to the
wall.
"An hour ago," She told him, then looked outside, "When the sun sets, she wakes up... she doesn't come out for about
fifteen minutes after that..." A worried look came upon her face, "Maybe I should go check on her..."
"No need," The feminine voice said, "I'm alright." Camille fave brightened at the sight of Chichi.
"You're alright!"
"Of course I am," She said, a little tiredly, "You don't think a few tears could hold me down, do you?" Camille smiled
and grabbed the hooded cloak for Chichi, using all her strength to bring it back to her. Chichi smiled at Camille.
"Thank you," She wrapped it around her shoulders and looked at Kakkarot, "You are welcome for as long as you want. If you're
still here when I get back we can discuss other matters about Auguste's murder." Kakkarot nodded and she left. Camille
wandered over to Kakkarot.
"Do you think she's pretty?" Camille asked. Kakkarot gave her an odd look. "Well?"
"Yes, is there anyone who doesn't?"
"Do you like her?" She grinned a mischievous grin, and flew closer so she was setting her hands on his nose
and studying into his face.
"Eh...I really... don't... why are you asking me all these questions?" Kakkarot asked. Camille flew to the kitchen.
"Lady Chichi is always so lonely," Camille said, "I don't want her to be lonely anymore, but she won't do anything
for herself... the only thing I can do is stick around and take care of her. As a fairy, it's my duty to bring her
luck and make sure no great deal of harm comes her way. But I can only do so much, and with a Saiyan around I suppose protecting
her will be a lot easier."
"Why would you need to protect her?" Kakkarot asked.
"She didn't tell you what kind of people she feeds on?" Camille asked. Kakkarot shook her head, "Only murders, child molesters... anyone
who causes harm to the innocent. Who knows what humans are capable of if they try hard enough, I don't want to see her get hurt.
And when I found her she was suicidal... she wanted to die so much, she was begging the sky to take her life from her. But she's
been cursed, like her lover was... and she can't die. I'm afraid that someday she might want to die again, ask for it,
let a human kill her. But she's stronger than that, I think..."
"Yes," Kakkarot told the little fairy, "There's no longer an aura of suicide in her, no longer a longing for death. She'll be
alright." The fairy smiled and continued to cook for the Saiyan.
~~~
Author's Notes: Here's the chapter! Hope you liked!!! Thanks for the reviews!!! WEEHEEHEE!!!