The Pale Beauty and the Green Beast
By Psycho Llama and Sarah Dempster
Disclaimer: Neither of us own DBZ. Sarah Dempster owns Terra.
Notes: The plot and Terra are owned by my good friend Sarah Dempster, who wrote the chapter briefs for me and I've written the actual chapters which you see here before her, all reviews for it will be forwarded to her as well via e-mail.
Terra snuggled closer to the source of heat beside her, a dreamy smile on her face as she was still asleep. It was so warm. . . the sunlight was just seeping through the incompletely closed curtains. Terra's eyes flickered slowly open to find herself being hugged gently to Cell's body, his head beside hers, purring gently like a satisfied cat. Terra blinked, surprised, 'What the. . . Awww! He's so cute!' she thought. She tried to gently move out of his hold, but it was quite a firm grip, 'Oh well, it's either wake him up now or stay here for another few hours.' Terra gently nuzzled the crook of Cell's neck, trying to wake him. Cell grunted and his arms let her go slightly, Terra rolled free and got out of bed, yawning and stretching. She looked down at her ruffled clothes, 'Heck, I've been wearing these for days!' Terra thought, considering the fact that she might be able to find some clothes somewhere around the house. Stretching once more, she left the room in pursuit of a closet.
Cell's magenta eyes opened slowly when he felt an almost cold wind sweep his form. He looked down to find that Terra had already gotten up, his sleepy smile faded and he got up gloomily, Cell got carefully to his feet and stretched, his tail moved through the air menacingly, giving his already intimidating appearance a more deadly look. 'I wonder where she went. . .' Cell mused as he crept silently through the small apartment.
Terra found that already a change of clothes had been set out in the other bedroom, she hesitantly picked them up, praying to god that they didn't belong to a dead person. Terra glanced outside the almost completely shut door, 'Cell must still be asleep,' she mused. Terra walked over to a nearby radio and turned it on, surprised to see there was still a working radio station in the area. She turned it up loud enough for her to hear, but not loud enough to wake Cell up.
Cell heard the radio flick on and smirked, 'Oh yes, very subtle my dear. You're making it so hard for me to find you. . .' he thought, chuckling to himself in his usual manner. Cell knocked softly on the door, not going in yet. He knocked so quietly that the sound was drowned out by the radio, but then again, now at least she couldn't scream at him for not knocking. Cell silently opened the door, his eyes bulged out of their sockets and he stood stone-still, cheeks aflame. Terra, to busy to notice that he was there, was getting changed. She was half way through and only wearing underwear. Cell gulped, for one he knew that Terra would probably kill him for spying on her and two, he couldn't move.
Terra still hadn't noticed Cell and continued to get changed, she pulled on a denim skirt and pulled a white shirt over her head, subconsciously turning towards Cell and giving him a pretty good view of her front. Cell noticed something on her chest though, it was large, black, shiny and looked exactly like the one that was on his chest. 'She has a 'well-of-souls'?!' Cell thought incredulously. Terra was just pulling her head out of the white shirt when Cell zipped away, not wanting Terra to know he had stumbled in on her getting changed.
Cell stood in the main area, trying to calm down and stop blushing, his arms folded neatly over his chest, 'Just pretend like nothing ever happened! Forget about it!' his mind hissed at him. Cell dove into his memory bank and tried to erase the memory, not permanently, just long enough for him to get over it.
Terra turned off the radio and stepped quickly out of the other bedroom, fully dressed. She saw Cell and blushed , "Oh, uh, sorry I didn't know you were awake."
"Feeling any better?" Cell asked her casually.
"Yeah, thanks," Terra smiled weakly.
Cell nodded, his arms still folded across his chest. The two were silent for a few moments, then suddenly, Cell's head snapped to stare out the window so fast that Terra almost squeaked, "What?" she asked him quietly.
"The androids," Cell repeated flatly, his eyes still fixed on the window, "Come on, we're leaving."
Cell then pounced, straight out the window, Terra gasped and ran over to the window, now surrounded with jagged shards of broken glass. Her silver hair flowed down over her shoulders as she leaned out, she inwardly sighed in relief when she saw Cell standing on the ground below the building, not a scratch on him.
Terra was about to withdraw her head from the window and exit the building the normal way, when Cell flew back to the window, Terra gasped and stumbled backwards, "Y-you can fly?!" she exclaimed, "How?"
Cell sniggered, "Now is not the time for explanations my dear," Cell told her before reaching his hand out for hers through the window. Terra hesitantly took it and felt Cell whisk her out of the window and into his arms before he flew off at top speed in the direction he had sensed the androids. Terra chocked as the air flew past so fast that she couldn't inhale any of it. She coughed and squeezed Cell's arm frantically. Cell looked down and saw her pale face, now with a slight blue tinge to it. Cell held her closer and whispered in ear, "A few more seconds, don't worry."
Terra would have screamed at him, had she not been inches from suffocation. Her long, sliver got in her eyes, she couldn't see. The world was slowly spinning out of focus. . . Terra gasped and started to inhale deeply, they had stopped. Terra slumped to the ground and chocked slightly, trying to get her breathing pattern back to normal.
"Please, never. . . do. . . that. . . again. . ." Terra choked out hoarsely, she looked around, she was on some deserted, barren, rocky excuse for an island, "Where are we?" she wheezed.
"On an island my dear," Cell smirked, "You have to wait here. I will come back of course, but you probably wont recognise me."
"How long?" Terra asked him in a small voice.
Cell smirked, "That depends."
Terra was about to inquire, but Cell had already flown off to find the androids, leaving her alone on the 'island'.
By Psycho Llama and Sarah Dempster
Disclaimer: Neither of us own DBZ. Sarah Dempster owns Terra.
Notes: The plot and Terra are owned by my good friend Sarah Dempster, who wrote the chapter briefs for me and I've written the actual chapters which you see here before her, all reviews for it will be forwarded to her as well via e-mail.
Terra snuggled closer to the source of heat beside her, a dreamy smile on her face as she was still asleep. It was so warm. . . the sunlight was just seeping through the incompletely closed curtains. Terra's eyes flickered slowly open to find herself being hugged gently to Cell's body, his head beside hers, purring gently like a satisfied cat. Terra blinked, surprised, 'What the. . . Awww! He's so cute!' she thought. She tried to gently move out of his hold, but it was quite a firm grip, 'Oh well, it's either wake him up now or stay here for another few hours.' Terra gently nuzzled the crook of Cell's neck, trying to wake him. Cell grunted and his arms let her go slightly, Terra rolled free and got out of bed, yawning and stretching. She looked down at her ruffled clothes, 'Heck, I've been wearing these for days!' Terra thought, considering the fact that she might be able to find some clothes somewhere around the house. Stretching once more, she left the room in pursuit of a closet.
Cell's magenta eyes opened slowly when he felt an almost cold wind sweep his form. He looked down to find that Terra had already gotten up, his sleepy smile faded and he got up gloomily, Cell got carefully to his feet and stretched, his tail moved through the air menacingly, giving his already intimidating appearance a more deadly look. 'I wonder where she went. . .' Cell mused as he crept silently through the small apartment.
Terra found that already a change of clothes had been set out in the other bedroom, she hesitantly picked them up, praying to god that they didn't belong to a dead person. Terra glanced outside the almost completely shut door, 'Cell must still be asleep,' she mused. Terra walked over to a nearby radio and turned it on, surprised to see there was still a working radio station in the area. She turned it up loud enough for her to hear, but not loud enough to wake Cell up.
Cell heard the radio flick on and smirked, 'Oh yes, very subtle my dear. You're making it so hard for me to find you. . .' he thought, chuckling to himself in his usual manner. Cell knocked softly on the door, not going in yet. He knocked so quietly that the sound was drowned out by the radio, but then again, now at least she couldn't scream at him for not knocking. Cell silently opened the door, his eyes bulged out of their sockets and he stood stone-still, cheeks aflame. Terra, to busy to notice that he was there, was getting changed. She was half way through and only wearing underwear. Cell gulped, for one he knew that Terra would probably kill him for spying on her and two, he couldn't move.
Terra still hadn't noticed Cell and continued to get changed, she pulled on a denim skirt and pulled a white shirt over her head, subconsciously turning towards Cell and giving him a pretty good view of her front. Cell noticed something on her chest though, it was large, black, shiny and looked exactly like the one that was on his chest. 'She has a 'well-of-souls'?!' Cell thought incredulously. Terra was just pulling her head out of the white shirt when Cell zipped away, not wanting Terra to know he had stumbled in on her getting changed.
Cell stood in the main area, trying to calm down and stop blushing, his arms folded neatly over his chest, 'Just pretend like nothing ever happened! Forget about it!' his mind hissed at him. Cell dove into his memory bank and tried to erase the memory, not permanently, just long enough for him to get over it.
Terra turned off the radio and stepped quickly out of the other bedroom, fully dressed. She saw Cell and blushed , "Oh, uh, sorry I didn't know you were awake."
"Feeling any better?" Cell asked her casually.
"Yeah, thanks," Terra smiled weakly.
Cell nodded, his arms still folded across his chest. The two were silent for a few moments, then suddenly, Cell's head snapped to stare out the window so fast that Terra almost squeaked, "What?" she asked him quietly.
"The androids," Cell repeated flatly, his eyes still fixed on the window, "Come on, we're leaving."
Cell then pounced, straight out the window, Terra gasped and ran over to the window, now surrounded with jagged shards of broken glass. Her silver hair flowed down over her shoulders as she leaned out, she inwardly sighed in relief when she saw Cell standing on the ground below the building, not a scratch on him.
Terra was about to withdraw her head from the window and exit the building the normal way, when Cell flew back to the window, Terra gasped and stumbled backwards, "Y-you can fly?!" she exclaimed, "How?"
Cell sniggered, "Now is not the time for explanations my dear," Cell told her before reaching his hand out for hers through the window. Terra hesitantly took it and felt Cell whisk her out of the window and into his arms before he flew off at top speed in the direction he had sensed the androids. Terra chocked as the air flew past so fast that she couldn't inhale any of it. She coughed and squeezed Cell's arm frantically. Cell looked down and saw her pale face, now with a slight blue tinge to it. Cell held her closer and whispered in ear, "A few more seconds, don't worry."
Terra would have screamed at him, had she not been inches from suffocation. Her long, sliver got in her eyes, she couldn't see. The world was slowly spinning out of focus. . . Terra gasped and started to inhale deeply, they had stopped. Terra slumped to the ground and chocked slightly, trying to get her breathing pattern back to normal.
"Please, never. . . do. . . that. . . again. . ." Terra choked out hoarsely, she looked around, she was on some deserted, barren, rocky excuse for an island, "Where are we?" she wheezed.
"On an island my dear," Cell smirked, "You have to wait here. I will come back of course, but you probably wont recognise me."
"How long?" Terra asked him in a small voice.
Cell smirked, "That depends."
Terra was about to inquire, but Cell had already flown off to find the androids, leaving her alone on the 'island'.