Silas was so tired; his feet hurt from all the walking and his night shifts
had taken their toll on him. He closed his eyes and fell into a half-sleep.
His eyes suddenly snapped open as he remembered his duties. He shook his head furiously, knocking the sleep from his eyes. He listened to Bura's easy breathing and his became entwined with hers as he was pulled gently into a deep sleep. He fell softly against the wall, slid down and dozed off.
Bura opened her eyes and sat up.
She looked at Silas' sleeping figure and a slow smile crept onto her face.
She grinned mischievously. Her and Goten's plan was going to work. She stepped off daintily from her bed, trying not to make a sound. She crept to her window and looked down.
Her room was in the South Wing, third floor. The moon shone lazily on the blossoming cherry flowers and grass. She saw a dark figure suddenly appeared underneath her window.
It was him.
"Bura!" Goten called as quietly as he could to her.
Bura flipped her matted hair, dressed and jumped down from the ledge of the window and into Goten's arms.
"Oof!" He grunted as she landed heavily into his arms.
Bura giggled and hugged him.
"We did it." She whispered. Goten grinned, his face even more seductive in the night.
He and her had whispered to each other very briefly about their plans for tonight during their date. Hoping that her guards wouldn't see them.
Bura smiled softly, got out of his arms and kissed him on the cheek.
"Let's get out of here, Goten."
"Your wish is my command." He scooped her up and sprinted through the moon kissed terraces.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Goten opened his door quietly with his keys. Bura and him tip toed into his home and collapsed in each other's arms.
The two were in heaven. They exchanged kisses and notions of both lust and love that night. Only the moon was their witness.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Silas' eyes snapped open. He slapped his face gently to wake him self up fully. He looked around.
"Damn!"
Titus stood by his door and checked his watch. They were supposed to change posts 30 mins ago. Maybe something went wrong.
The Princess' door burst open with Silas panting for air.
"She's gone."
Titus' eyes widened with alarm and grabbed him by the collar.
Silas was stunned by his reaction. He stayed frozen, scared to move.
"Where is he?"
"He? Titus, man, we're looking for the princess!"
Titus put him down heavily, ran into the room and saw the window open.
Silas followed him and stayed behind him.
Titus turned on him suddenly and hit him in the face.
Silas fell back, holding his head.
He uncovered his face. Blood was running down from a small gash in his cheek and it had begun to swell. He didn't hit Titus back. He deserved this. It was the necessary discipline.
Titus stood still, not looking at him but at the two figures walking under his view from the window.
"There is an alarm system in this house. And it's always on at night. And only Vegeta and Bulma know the combination---besides us. So the only way for her to have gotten out...." He ran his hands over the cold ledge of the windowsill.
He suddenly leapt off of the sill and jumped softly into the bushes. He observed the figures. He was right. It was Bura and Goten.
Silas shook his head and ignored the pain pounding in his cheek. He wiped the blood from his face and followed Titus. He landed perfectly beside him.
The two did not speak, instead they quietly watched the couple.
Something in the corner of Titus' moved. His eyes darted in that direction and saw something black. Another uninvited guest.
His intuition sharpened and he tensed up. He ignored the mysterious figure and concentrated on the couple.
Goten and Bura didn't see her guards. They clasped each other's hands and gazed in their eyes.
Goten looked around quickly, leaned forward, eyes closed and lips slightly parted. Bura repeated the same gesture. The two kissed softly, letting time slow down and sweeten that moment.
Titus couldn't take it any more. The anger from seeing the two kissing and the carelessness of Silas entwined together to unleash a burning hatred in his heart.
He racked his mind for an excuse to attack.
"Silas. He's the one."
Silas was trained to follow his superiors without question. He braced himself and waited for Titus' next move.
Titus got onto his hands and knees, lifted his head sharply and poised.
He lunged out at the kissing Goten and knocked him down swiftly. He almost looked like some wild cat after its prey.
Silas knew what he had to do.
He went after the alarmed princess, scooped her up and scaled the walls up to her room with precision timing and speed.
Goten got up, dazed. Titus stood over him, breathing heavily.
He spat on him angrily and began kicking him blindly.
Goten tucked him self into a ball and endured Titus' kicks with no sound.
Titus had sweat running down his face and he wanted to kill Goten. He needed his revenge. When he paused to catch his breath, Goten scrambled to his feet----surprising Titus and began to run.
Titus growled and grabbed at his collar. He turned Goten around and saw the look of fear on his face. His heart almost softened, because the pain and fear on Goten's face reminded him so much of how he felt when....when he lost his family, his world.
He blocked those feelings numbly and raised his free arm.
He swung and hit Goten repeatedly both in his face and stomach. Scorching blows without mercy.
Blood flowed in merciless veins down his face, his abdomen felt twisted and his eyes stung with both pain and tears. Why he was doing this, was beyond Goten. But something in Titus' eyes reminded him of the uncomfortable dismissal earlier in the evening.
The world swarmed around Goten as Titus stopped, threw him down and walked calmly back to the house.
"Hey...." Goten said through swollen lips as he raised an arm to try stop him.
Titus ignored him and scaled the wall. He jumped up onto the windowsill and was surprised to see Bura watching from the window with wide, alarmed eyes.
Silas was blocking the door and Titus motioned him to leave.
Bura stepped back and let Titus land heavily onto the floor. He saw soft tears on her cheeks and went close to her. She backed away in fear.
"Damn you, Titus." She hissed.
"Princess..."
She flipped from him and began crying in her hands.
Titus touched her shoulder warily and turned her back to him.
He removed her hands, tilted her tear soaked chin and kissed her gently.
Bura let him for a while. He was a great kisser, his tongue reaching out only a few times and his lips wound around hers. His lips were sweet, with dry blood and sweat.
Her eyes suddenly flared and opened in anger. She bit his bottom lip and pushed him away.
Titus backed off, grinned and closed the window.
Bura went over to him and slapped him, hard.
Titus kept his smile on and felt his cheek. She impressed him with her ferocity.
"Just doing my job, Princess." He said huskily.
Bura glared at him coldly and ran for her door.
Titus was faster.
He pushed his way in front of her and blocked the exit.
"Leave, and I'll tell your father that you are screwing around with the family assassin." He hissed, not smiling any more.
Bura narrowed her blue eyes.
"Goten is not the assassin."
Titus closed his eyes, sighed and gazed at her. He reached out for her cheek and she moved away from him.
"They do not have to know that."
Bura ignored him and rolled her eyes.
Titus relaxed his shoulders and his eyes softened.
"I love you, Bura." He whispered.
Her eyes widened. She was completely caught off guard.
"What?" She squeaked
"I need you." He pressed, his palms sweating. He toyed nervously with his gun and kept his steady gaze.
Bura sighed loudly, looked up and went to her bed as if nothing happened.
"Don't ever say that to me. Good night."
Titus felt like crying. His heart was in pain. A knife had been gouged into his soul and twisted around relentlessly.
After telling Silas to get Goten back home (Goten mumbled his address through bruised lips as his archenemy's friend carried him), he took his place in Bura's room and watched her carefully.
Titus finally explained to Silas that maybe Goten wasn't the assassin and that was all a mistake. He told him to give Goten his apologies.
But Silas and Titus were still suspicious
"Damn you, Goten." He cursed. It was all his fault. He started all this. If this stupid new kid never came here, Bura would be in love with me. He thought angrily.
He took his focus off of matters of his heart and tried to fit in the mystery of that dark figure into the puzzle. What was someone doing outside of the Brief's mansion in the middle of the night?
But one thing bothered him.
The figure looked too familiar.
Titus shook his head, frustrated. He racked his mind for an answer as the sun rose slowly over the blossoming sakuras.
The sun seemed to fit in this dilemma perfectly. It was blood red at her tips.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Author's Note:
AHHH! I just realized that I forgot to put a disclaimer!!! Oh well, COME SUE ME YOU WIMPS! Any way, I hope you like how the story is turning out! Please review!!! If you enjoyed mon histoire, write me a review! And even if you found it revolting and you threw up, I would love to hear what was so gut wrenching! I know the part with Titus beating up Goten wasn't really graphic and strong, but hey, I'm a girl. I don't go around beating up people and taking notes.
His eyes suddenly snapped open as he remembered his duties. He shook his head furiously, knocking the sleep from his eyes. He listened to Bura's easy breathing and his became entwined with hers as he was pulled gently into a deep sleep. He fell softly against the wall, slid down and dozed off.
Bura opened her eyes and sat up.
She looked at Silas' sleeping figure and a slow smile crept onto her face.
She grinned mischievously. Her and Goten's plan was going to work. She stepped off daintily from her bed, trying not to make a sound. She crept to her window and looked down.
Her room was in the South Wing, third floor. The moon shone lazily on the blossoming cherry flowers and grass. She saw a dark figure suddenly appeared underneath her window.
It was him.
"Bura!" Goten called as quietly as he could to her.
Bura flipped her matted hair, dressed and jumped down from the ledge of the window and into Goten's arms.
"Oof!" He grunted as she landed heavily into his arms.
Bura giggled and hugged him.
"We did it." She whispered. Goten grinned, his face even more seductive in the night.
He and her had whispered to each other very briefly about their plans for tonight during their date. Hoping that her guards wouldn't see them.
Bura smiled softly, got out of his arms and kissed him on the cheek.
"Let's get out of here, Goten."
"Your wish is my command." He scooped her up and sprinted through the moon kissed terraces.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Goten opened his door quietly with his keys. Bura and him tip toed into his home and collapsed in each other's arms.
The two were in heaven. They exchanged kisses and notions of both lust and love that night. Only the moon was their witness.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Silas' eyes snapped open. He slapped his face gently to wake him self up fully. He looked around.
"Damn!"
Titus stood by his door and checked his watch. They were supposed to change posts 30 mins ago. Maybe something went wrong.
The Princess' door burst open with Silas panting for air.
"She's gone."
Titus' eyes widened with alarm and grabbed him by the collar.
Silas was stunned by his reaction. He stayed frozen, scared to move.
"Where is he?"
"He? Titus, man, we're looking for the princess!"
Titus put him down heavily, ran into the room and saw the window open.
Silas followed him and stayed behind him.
Titus turned on him suddenly and hit him in the face.
Silas fell back, holding his head.
He uncovered his face. Blood was running down from a small gash in his cheek and it had begun to swell. He didn't hit Titus back. He deserved this. It was the necessary discipline.
Titus stood still, not looking at him but at the two figures walking under his view from the window.
"There is an alarm system in this house. And it's always on at night. And only Vegeta and Bulma know the combination---besides us. So the only way for her to have gotten out...." He ran his hands over the cold ledge of the windowsill.
He suddenly leapt off of the sill and jumped softly into the bushes. He observed the figures. He was right. It was Bura and Goten.
Silas shook his head and ignored the pain pounding in his cheek. He wiped the blood from his face and followed Titus. He landed perfectly beside him.
The two did not speak, instead they quietly watched the couple.
Something in the corner of Titus' moved. His eyes darted in that direction and saw something black. Another uninvited guest.
His intuition sharpened and he tensed up. He ignored the mysterious figure and concentrated on the couple.
Goten and Bura didn't see her guards. They clasped each other's hands and gazed in their eyes.
Goten looked around quickly, leaned forward, eyes closed and lips slightly parted. Bura repeated the same gesture. The two kissed softly, letting time slow down and sweeten that moment.
Titus couldn't take it any more. The anger from seeing the two kissing and the carelessness of Silas entwined together to unleash a burning hatred in his heart.
He racked his mind for an excuse to attack.
"Silas. He's the one."
Silas was trained to follow his superiors without question. He braced himself and waited for Titus' next move.
Titus got onto his hands and knees, lifted his head sharply and poised.
He lunged out at the kissing Goten and knocked him down swiftly. He almost looked like some wild cat after its prey.
Silas knew what he had to do.
He went after the alarmed princess, scooped her up and scaled the walls up to her room with precision timing and speed.
Goten got up, dazed. Titus stood over him, breathing heavily.
He spat on him angrily and began kicking him blindly.
Goten tucked him self into a ball and endured Titus' kicks with no sound.
Titus had sweat running down his face and he wanted to kill Goten. He needed his revenge. When he paused to catch his breath, Goten scrambled to his feet----surprising Titus and began to run.
Titus growled and grabbed at his collar. He turned Goten around and saw the look of fear on his face. His heart almost softened, because the pain and fear on Goten's face reminded him so much of how he felt when....when he lost his family, his world.
He blocked those feelings numbly and raised his free arm.
He swung and hit Goten repeatedly both in his face and stomach. Scorching blows without mercy.
Blood flowed in merciless veins down his face, his abdomen felt twisted and his eyes stung with both pain and tears. Why he was doing this, was beyond Goten. But something in Titus' eyes reminded him of the uncomfortable dismissal earlier in the evening.
The world swarmed around Goten as Titus stopped, threw him down and walked calmly back to the house.
"Hey...." Goten said through swollen lips as he raised an arm to try stop him.
Titus ignored him and scaled the wall. He jumped up onto the windowsill and was surprised to see Bura watching from the window with wide, alarmed eyes.
Silas was blocking the door and Titus motioned him to leave.
Bura stepped back and let Titus land heavily onto the floor. He saw soft tears on her cheeks and went close to her. She backed away in fear.
"Damn you, Titus." She hissed.
"Princess..."
She flipped from him and began crying in her hands.
Titus touched her shoulder warily and turned her back to him.
He removed her hands, tilted her tear soaked chin and kissed her gently.
Bura let him for a while. He was a great kisser, his tongue reaching out only a few times and his lips wound around hers. His lips were sweet, with dry blood and sweat.
Her eyes suddenly flared and opened in anger. She bit his bottom lip and pushed him away.
Titus backed off, grinned and closed the window.
Bura went over to him and slapped him, hard.
Titus kept his smile on and felt his cheek. She impressed him with her ferocity.
"Just doing my job, Princess." He said huskily.
Bura glared at him coldly and ran for her door.
Titus was faster.
He pushed his way in front of her and blocked the exit.
"Leave, and I'll tell your father that you are screwing around with the family assassin." He hissed, not smiling any more.
Bura narrowed her blue eyes.
"Goten is not the assassin."
Titus closed his eyes, sighed and gazed at her. He reached out for her cheek and she moved away from him.
"They do not have to know that."
Bura ignored him and rolled her eyes.
Titus relaxed his shoulders and his eyes softened.
"I love you, Bura." He whispered.
Her eyes widened. She was completely caught off guard.
"What?" She squeaked
"I need you." He pressed, his palms sweating. He toyed nervously with his gun and kept his steady gaze.
Bura sighed loudly, looked up and went to her bed as if nothing happened.
"Don't ever say that to me. Good night."
Titus felt like crying. His heart was in pain. A knife had been gouged into his soul and twisted around relentlessly.
After telling Silas to get Goten back home (Goten mumbled his address through bruised lips as his archenemy's friend carried him), he took his place in Bura's room and watched her carefully.
Titus finally explained to Silas that maybe Goten wasn't the assassin and that was all a mistake. He told him to give Goten his apologies.
But Silas and Titus were still suspicious
"Damn you, Goten." He cursed. It was all his fault. He started all this. If this stupid new kid never came here, Bura would be in love with me. He thought angrily.
He took his focus off of matters of his heart and tried to fit in the mystery of that dark figure into the puzzle. What was someone doing outside of the Brief's mansion in the middle of the night?
But one thing bothered him.
The figure looked too familiar.
Titus shook his head, frustrated. He racked his mind for an answer as the sun rose slowly over the blossoming sakuras.
The sun seemed to fit in this dilemma perfectly. It was blood red at her tips.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Author's Note:
AHHH! I just realized that I forgot to put a disclaimer!!! Oh well, COME SUE ME YOU WIMPS! Any way, I hope you like how the story is turning out! Please review!!! If you enjoyed mon histoire, write me a review! And even if you found it revolting and you threw up, I would love to hear what was so gut wrenching! I know the part with Titus beating up Goten wasn't really graphic and strong, but hey, I'm a girl. I don't go around beating up people and taking notes.
