"It's...in...the master...bedroom..."
"Thank you ever so much."
With that said, Ibbo drew out a sword and cut off Maelyn's head. Blood gushed from the
decapitated corpse, and Bulma could smell the stench. She didn't dare to move her head from
Zenith's arm. Her sobbing would not stop, Maelyn was the only parental figure that she really
had. Bulma was scared for her life, what would happen next? Would she ever be able to see the
professor or Goku again? Would she even live the next five minutes? Ibbo started to bark out
commands.
"Mitch, go upstairs with Crock and look for the chest. Rufus, take anything worth any value in
this house and load it onto the mules. I've waited so long for this day..."
Ibbo turned his attention back to Maelyn's dead body. He picked up the head, laughed, and
tossed it out the window, causing glass to shatter and Bulma to whimper in fear.
"You see, my dear Maelyn, you couldn't have possibly won. I said so myself...Captains always
know best. Zenith!"
"Yes...Captain?"
"Take the girl outside. Before you do, go into the master bedroom and find a brassier. Also
some new clothes, those don't fit. She can't be going around like that on the ship."
"We're taking her with us?"
"If we didn't, you'd whine until I let you take her, don't try to contradict me, you know I'm
right."
"Maelyn was much larger than she is."
"Hmm...we'll stop in at the seaside market once we get over to Oshafa. Then, we'll finally be at
sea again...we've been on land far too long searching for this chest."
"I see."
"Go then."
"Right away, Captain."
Zenith picked Bulma up and carried her until she was outside, then set her down. Bulma's tears
stained the ground where she stood, her sobs now brought down to sniffles out of pure terror.
Her head was still buried in his arm, and Zenith had to admit that the girl was quite attractive,
but pushed that thought far away. He didn't need anything getting in his way. He wasn't about
to let her cry forever though.
"Hey, I know things look like shit, but it's going to get better, you'll see."
Bulma didn't move a muscle. Her body started to shake involuntarily until she almost shook
Zenith.
"Whoa! Calm down a bit girl!"
Zenith stroked Bulma's back slowly in an effort to calm the estranged girl. At first there was no
reaction, but after a time Bulma's quaking turned into light shivers, and her breathing evened
out. After standing in his arms for a good ten minutes, Bulma ventured forth a question.
"Am I going to live through today?"
"Of course you are! Why do you think the captain's buying you new clothes?"
"Courtesy before the funeral?"
Zenith smiled sadly at Bulma, who just looked up quizzically at him.
"So you're a pirate?"
"Yep."
"And your name's Zenith...right?"
"Yeah, and you're Bulma."
"Yes. How old are you?"
"Seventeen, and you?"
"Eleven."
"Oh."
The two stood in silence. Bulma pried her head out of Zenith's arms and took a long glance at
his face. His spiked hair framed his face in a way that Bulma found rather...well, different from
anyone else's. Then there were his eyes...like endless pools of sparkling emerald. It was as if he
stirred something inside of her, something she couldn't place. She didn't understand it at all,
and too many things were happening all at once. Bulma started to feel slightly dizzy. Her head
swayed to the side...and then she fainted in Zenith's arms.
The shocked youth stood there for a moment, Bulma limp in his arms. Her hair was so long and
blue...like the sky, only more aqueous. The touch of her skin drove him wild.
*Stop, stop STOP!! Shut the hell up Zenith, she's 11!! Only 11! She certainly doesn't look like
it though...not at all...AAAaargh! I can't let her body take over me...she's only a child. A
beautiful, sexy child...shit, this is not going to be easy.*
Zenith attempted to stand Bulma up, in hopes that he could shake her to consciousness. No such
luck would befall him however. The young girl remained motionless to the world.
"BULMA!"
Still, no response. Zenith began to worry. If anything happened to her, he'd never be able to
forgive himself. There was just something about her that made him feel like he had a purpose in
life, he had no idea why.
*It's easy to see she was adopted. There's no way something so wonderful could be born from
something so hideous. The poor thing's had a more rough life than the lot of us. I know I'm not
the only one who'll think this way about her, but I'm probably the only once who won't force
myself on her. I'll have to protect her as best I can...she's so fragile...*
"Zenith!"
The ruddy haired pirate turned around to see Captain Ibbo and his crew emerge from the house
with an ornately decorated chest covered in precious metals, as well as numerous other
valuables.
"We're leaving. What the hell happened to the girl?"
"She fainted."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Well, we'll put her on your mule, think you can hold onto her or should we tie her down?"
"I'll hold onto her."
"I figured you would. Men! Let's go!"
The notorious Captain Ibbo, Zenith, Bulma and the rest of the pirate crew rode off to the shores
of Oshafa. Aside from Bulma, all were anxious to get back to the sea. Who knew what could
possibly be in store for the aqua-haired child.
That's it for now! One of my exams is done ^-^. Yay! It was easy. I really should be studying
for the other one...which is tomorrow...well, by the time you read this, it'll be done days ago.
FF.net won't let me upload right now...but thank you very much for your inspiring reviews, they
are very much appreciated. More would be great too.^_^ Have a great summer!
"Thank you ever so much."
With that said, Ibbo drew out a sword and cut off Maelyn's head. Blood gushed from the
decapitated corpse, and Bulma could smell the stench. She didn't dare to move her head from
Zenith's arm. Her sobbing would not stop, Maelyn was the only parental figure that she really
had. Bulma was scared for her life, what would happen next? Would she ever be able to see the
professor or Goku again? Would she even live the next five minutes? Ibbo started to bark out
commands.
"Mitch, go upstairs with Crock and look for the chest. Rufus, take anything worth any value in
this house and load it onto the mules. I've waited so long for this day..."
Ibbo turned his attention back to Maelyn's dead body. He picked up the head, laughed, and
tossed it out the window, causing glass to shatter and Bulma to whimper in fear.
"You see, my dear Maelyn, you couldn't have possibly won. I said so myself...Captains always
know best. Zenith!"
"Yes...Captain?"
"Take the girl outside. Before you do, go into the master bedroom and find a brassier. Also
some new clothes, those don't fit. She can't be going around like that on the ship."
"We're taking her with us?"
"If we didn't, you'd whine until I let you take her, don't try to contradict me, you know I'm
right."
"Maelyn was much larger than she is."
"Hmm...we'll stop in at the seaside market once we get over to Oshafa. Then, we'll finally be at
sea again...we've been on land far too long searching for this chest."
"I see."
"Go then."
"Right away, Captain."
Zenith picked Bulma up and carried her until she was outside, then set her down. Bulma's tears
stained the ground where she stood, her sobs now brought down to sniffles out of pure terror.
Her head was still buried in his arm, and Zenith had to admit that the girl was quite attractive,
but pushed that thought far away. He didn't need anything getting in his way. He wasn't about
to let her cry forever though.
"Hey, I know things look like shit, but it's going to get better, you'll see."
Bulma didn't move a muscle. Her body started to shake involuntarily until she almost shook
Zenith.
"Whoa! Calm down a bit girl!"
Zenith stroked Bulma's back slowly in an effort to calm the estranged girl. At first there was no
reaction, but after a time Bulma's quaking turned into light shivers, and her breathing evened
out. After standing in his arms for a good ten minutes, Bulma ventured forth a question.
"Am I going to live through today?"
"Of course you are! Why do you think the captain's buying you new clothes?"
"Courtesy before the funeral?"
Zenith smiled sadly at Bulma, who just looked up quizzically at him.
"So you're a pirate?"
"Yep."
"And your name's Zenith...right?"
"Yeah, and you're Bulma."
"Yes. How old are you?"
"Seventeen, and you?"
"Eleven."
"Oh."
The two stood in silence. Bulma pried her head out of Zenith's arms and took a long glance at
his face. His spiked hair framed his face in a way that Bulma found rather...well, different from
anyone else's. Then there were his eyes...like endless pools of sparkling emerald. It was as if he
stirred something inside of her, something she couldn't place. She didn't understand it at all,
and too many things were happening all at once. Bulma started to feel slightly dizzy. Her head
swayed to the side...and then she fainted in Zenith's arms.
The shocked youth stood there for a moment, Bulma limp in his arms. Her hair was so long and
blue...like the sky, only more aqueous. The touch of her skin drove him wild.
*Stop, stop STOP!! Shut the hell up Zenith, she's 11!! Only 11! She certainly doesn't look like
it though...not at all...AAAaargh! I can't let her body take over me...she's only a child. A
beautiful, sexy child...shit, this is not going to be easy.*
Zenith attempted to stand Bulma up, in hopes that he could shake her to consciousness. No such
luck would befall him however. The young girl remained motionless to the world.
"BULMA!"
Still, no response. Zenith began to worry. If anything happened to her, he'd never be able to
forgive himself. There was just something about her that made him feel like he had a purpose in
life, he had no idea why.
*It's easy to see she was adopted. There's no way something so wonderful could be born from
something so hideous. The poor thing's had a more rough life than the lot of us. I know I'm not
the only one who'll think this way about her, but I'm probably the only once who won't force
myself on her. I'll have to protect her as best I can...she's so fragile...*
"Zenith!"
The ruddy haired pirate turned around to see Captain Ibbo and his crew emerge from the house
with an ornately decorated chest covered in precious metals, as well as numerous other
valuables.
"We're leaving. What the hell happened to the girl?"
"She fainted."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Well, we'll put her on your mule, think you can hold onto her or should we tie her down?"
"I'll hold onto her."
"I figured you would. Men! Let's go!"
The notorious Captain Ibbo, Zenith, Bulma and the rest of the pirate crew rode off to the shores
of Oshafa. Aside from Bulma, all were anxious to get back to the sea. Who knew what could
possibly be in store for the aqua-haired child.
That's it for now! One of my exams is done ^-^. Yay! It was easy. I really should be studying
for the other one...which is tomorrow...well, by the time you read this, it'll be done days ago.
FF.net won't let me upload right now...but thank you very much for your inspiring reviews, they
are very much appreciated. More would be great too.^_^ Have a great summer!