A Twist of Fate-Chapter 6
Trista was roused by the drops of rainfall splattering on her forehead. She opened her eyes. Man I must have dosed off longer than I thought, she mused, sitting up. The sky was a dark blue, stars scattered across it. She could see by the light of the moon that Goku and the others were long gone. How long ago did they leave? Then her eyes narrowed. Why in the hell did they leave me out here? She thought, anger darkening her eyes. She stood up and brushed herself off. Then she clenched her hands and shot into the air, flying towards Capsule Corporation. When I get a hold of them! She thought, grinding her teeth. It doesn't matter if they trust me or not. They should have had the decency to wake me up!! She growled low in her throat and flew faster. She was already shivering from the cold! And now rain! Just her luck if she becomes sick. It will be all their fault! She watched as lightening streaked the sky. Man, that was close! She looked down, trying to find somewhere to cover until this storm blew over. There! She swooped down into the cave as a bolt of lightening struck where she was just flying. That was lucky! She thought. Trista sat down on the cold, hard ground. She leaned back against the cavern wall, and sighed. Then she started shivering. She wrapped her arms around her waist and drew her knees up. She layed down on her side, and curled up, trying to conserve heat. She shivered again, silently cursing Goku and them. She lay there for a while, listening to the wind howl and the rain as it splattered against the earth. She looked out of the caverns mouth. Sheets of rain poured down from the sky. She couldn't see past the opening. She sighed and laid her head back down. She closed her eyes and hoped this storm would pass soon. Listening to the pit-patter of the rain and the silence inside the cave besides her own breathing, Trista slowly nodded off to sleep.
Goku landed outside the cave that he felt Trista's ki in. Man, that was some storm. I had no idea it would get that bad! He thought, remembering how everyone had worried about Trista. Then he had felt guilty because he didn't wake her. I just thought she needed the rest! He sighed. He knew she was going to be mad. He cautiously made his way towards the opening in the cavern, expecting her to fly out any minute, spitting mad. Goku gave a sigh of relief when she didn't fly out. He walked further into the cavern, noticing a figure lying on the floor, curled up. Trista! He became panicked. What if she became sick or something! It would be my fault. He bent down and smoothed away her hair, which had flown in every direction by the wind. He touched her cheek and noticed the coldness of it. He frowned, then scooped her up into his arms. She murmured in her sleep, then curled up against him, as if seeking his warmth. He gave a little smile and ran his hand up and down her arm, warming her. It must have been very cold, he thought guilty. He wouldn't blame her for shouting at him. Shoot!! He would do it if he were in her place! His lips narrowed in a thin line. But I'm not, so I don't know exactly what she'll say or do. He lifted her some more, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. She buried her face in his neck. Goku gave a little gasp at the contact of her lips against his neck. He shivered. Then he flung all thought aside, besides the one about getting her safely home. He rapped his arms more securely around her as he made his way to the entrance of the cavern. He looked down at Trista as the sun touched her skin. She's paler than I realized, he thought, knowing this wasn't a good sign. And her lips were blue! He growled deep in his throat, angry with himself. He shot once more into the sky, holding Trista as close to him as he possibly could. Then he made his way South, towards his home.
Trista could remember coming in and out of consciousness from the cold. She remembered strong arms wrapping around her, offering her their warmth. She had graciously turned towards the source, and then she had felt those same arms enveloping her tighter against their warm body. She had stopped shivering inside, grateful to whoever had provided the heat she needed. She had felt air on her a moment later, unconsciously knowing that whoever it was, they were flying. She had given an unconscious shrug. She felt safe in these arms. She hadn't cared where they went. She then had felt abandoned when those strong arms and the warmth had evaporated, leaving her cold again. A moment later, she felt that same warmth envelope her once more, one strong arm across her waist and a leg thrown across her own. She had blissfully fallen back into unconscious.
Trista slowly came out of her deep sleep. She kept her eyes closed, loving the warmth and the softness of where she slept. She realized a moment later where that warmth was coming from. Someone was lying in bed with her! Her eyes popped open. She came face to face with a mass of black hair. What in the world! She raised her head as much as she could, then she paused, her eyebrows rising almost to her hairline. Goku!!! Why in the world was Goku sleeping in my bed! She laid her head back down thinking, chewing on her bottom lip.
"Your lips are going to chap if you keep doing that."
Trista gasped in surprise and looked down into a pair of black eyes. Then her cheeks became red.
"I..," she cleared her throat. "I hadn't realized you were awake."
Goku gave her a little smile. "I woke up when you moved."
Trista gave a silent "Oh." Then she looked up at the ceiling, embarrassed. She glanced back down and saw that Goku was still watching her. She opened her mouth to speak, but Goku beat her to it.
"Do you still have a fever? Do you feel sick anymore?" he asked, raising his hand and feeling her forehead.
Trista gulped. "I'm fine," she managed to squeak out.
They both were silent for a moment, and then Goku rose up in the bed. Trista gasped when she saw what she was wearing. Goku turned around at the sound, and seeing her shock, he grinned.
"Well, I couldn't very well let you freeze to death in those clothes, now could I!"
Trista's eyes bugged out. She started to say something, but she couldn't get it past her lips.
Finally she said breathlessly, "You undressed me? And put me in one of your shirts!"
Goku nodded. Trista looked at him in horror. Her face got beet red, thinking of how much he probably saw of her. Goku must have read her mind, because he responded.
"Don't worry. I didn't see anything that I wasn't supposed to see. Besides your underwear."
Trista closed her eyes. She felt like crawling under a rock and dying! She was SO embarrassed. She opened her eyes again when she felt the bed come up. Then her eyes widened. Goku slept in her bed! With no shirt on!! She snatched the covers and pulled them over her head. I can't bear to see his face when he turns around. She heard Goku chuckle and then rustling. She peeked out from under the bed cover and saw that he had finally put a shirt on. He sat in a chair and was reaching for his boots when he looked up, catching her watching him. She let the covers fall, silently praying that he would leave soon. She held her breath when she heard him walking, his boots making noise. She panicked as she heard them coming closer. All of a sudden the top part of the cover came down, and she looked up. Goku had the corner of the cover in his hand. He looked down at her, taking in the flushed look, the shirt that barely covered her bottom, and the wild tumble of her hair. He remembers the feel of those silken tresses in between his fingers. He sighed, letting go of the memory. He reached down and pulled her off the bed. She brought the cover with her, wrapping herself in it when he let her go. She looked like an imph! He turned away from her and smiled. He grabbed a towel and handed it to her. Then he turned her around, pointing her towards the bathroom.
"You need to take a shower. It might warm you up a bit."
He turned away as she headed towards the bathroom. She looked back, watching his dark head as he bent to straighten out what covers where left on the bed. She blushed. She still cannot believe that of all people, she wakes up and finds Goku sleeping next to her. I wonder why he did it!? She looked back and appraised the strength and muscle that clearly showed threw his clothing. She almost groaned. She had a weakness for strength and muscle!!! She looked at the back of his head again, and then looked at the back of his profile. She noticed the strength of his arms, the narrow but yet strong waist, the nice, firm round butt, and his thighs looked like steel. Trista turned away. She could practically feel herself drooling. Over Goku!! Since when did I start taking notice of him! She continued inside the bathroom, closing the door. She heard her mind answer. Since he showed so much care for your welfare. Forget about last night and the rain, and focus on how much caring and tenderness he has shown you! Trista sighed. She bent down and started a bath. Finally sinking into the delicious hot water, she contemplated whether or not to hold last night against him. He did come get me and made sure I was okay. Maybe I should just let him off the hook. Yeah, she thought, if it only were that easy!
Trista was roused by the drops of rainfall splattering on her forehead. She opened her eyes. Man I must have dosed off longer than I thought, she mused, sitting up. The sky was a dark blue, stars scattered across it. She could see by the light of the moon that Goku and the others were long gone. How long ago did they leave? Then her eyes narrowed. Why in the hell did they leave me out here? She thought, anger darkening her eyes. She stood up and brushed herself off. Then she clenched her hands and shot into the air, flying towards Capsule Corporation. When I get a hold of them! She thought, grinding her teeth. It doesn't matter if they trust me or not. They should have had the decency to wake me up!! She growled low in her throat and flew faster. She was already shivering from the cold! And now rain! Just her luck if she becomes sick. It will be all their fault! She watched as lightening streaked the sky. Man, that was close! She looked down, trying to find somewhere to cover until this storm blew over. There! She swooped down into the cave as a bolt of lightening struck where she was just flying. That was lucky! She thought. Trista sat down on the cold, hard ground. She leaned back against the cavern wall, and sighed. Then she started shivering. She wrapped her arms around her waist and drew her knees up. She layed down on her side, and curled up, trying to conserve heat. She shivered again, silently cursing Goku and them. She lay there for a while, listening to the wind howl and the rain as it splattered against the earth. She looked out of the caverns mouth. Sheets of rain poured down from the sky. She couldn't see past the opening. She sighed and laid her head back down. She closed her eyes and hoped this storm would pass soon. Listening to the pit-patter of the rain and the silence inside the cave besides her own breathing, Trista slowly nodded off to sleep.
Goku landed outside the cave that he felt Trista's ki in. Man, that was some storm. I had no idea it would get that bad! He thought, remembering how everyone had worried about Trista. Then he had felt guilty because he didn't wake her. I just thought she needed the rest! He sighed. He knew she was going to be mad. He cautiously made his way towards the opening in the cavern, expecting her to fly out any minute, spitting mad. Goku gave a sigh of relief when she didn't fly out. He walked further into the cavern, noticing a figure lying on the floor, curled up. Trista! He became panicked. What if she became sick or something! It would be my fault. He bent down and smoothed away her hair, which had flown in every direction by the wind. He touched her cheek and noticed the coldness of it. He frowned, then scooped her up into his arms. She murmured in her sleep, then curled up against him, as if seeking his warmth. He gave a little smile and ran his hand up and down her arm, warming her. It must have been very cold, he thought guilty. He wouldn't blame her for shouting at him. Shoot!! He would do it if he were in her place! His lips narrowed in a thin line. But I'm not, so I don't know exactly what she'll say or do. He lifted her some more, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. She buried her face in his neck. Goku gave a little gasp at the contact of her lips against his neck. He shivered. Then he flung all thought aside, besides the one about getting her safely home. He rapped his arms more securely around her as he made his way to the entrance of the cavern. He looked down at Trista as the sun touched her skin. She's paler than I realized, he thought, knowing this wasn't a good sign. And her lips were blue! He growled deep in his throat, angry with himself. He shot once more into the sky, holding Trista as close to him as he possibly could. Then he made his way South, towards his home.
Trista could remember coming in and out of consciousness from the cold. She remembered strong arms wrapping around her, offering her their warmth. She had graciously turned towards the source, and then she had felt those same arms enveloping her tighter against their warm body. She had stopped shivering inside, grateful to whoever had provided the heat she needed. She had felt air on her a moment later, unconsciously knowing that whoever it was, they were flying. She had given an unconscious shrug. She felt safe in these arms. She hadn't cared where they went. She then had felt abandoned when those strong arms and the warmth had evaporated, leaving her cold again. A moment later, she felt that same warmth envelope her once more, one strong arm across her waist and a leg thrown across her own. She had blissfully fallen back into unconscious.
Trista slowly came out of her deep sleep. She kept her eyes closed, loving the warmth and the softness of where she slept. She realized a moment later where that warmth was coming from. Someone was lying in bed with her! Her eyes popped open. She came face to face with a mass of black hair. What in the world! She raised her head as much as she could, then she paused, her eyebrows rising almost to her hairline. Goku!!! Why in the world was Goku sleeping in my bed! She laid her head back down thinking, chewing on her bottom lip.
"Your lips are going to chap if you keep doing that."
Trista gasped in surprise and looked down into a pair of black eyes. Then her cheeks became red.
"I..," she cleared her throat. "I hadn't realized you were awake."
Goku gave her a little smile. "I woke up when you moved."
Trista gave a silent "Oh." Then she looked up at the ceiling, embarrassed. She glanced back down and saw that Goku was still watching her. She opened her mouth to speak, but Goku beat her to it.
"Do you still have a fever? Do you feel sick anymore?" he asked, raising his hand and feeling her forehead.
Trista gulped. "I'm fine," she managed to squeak out.
They both were silent for a moment, and then Goku rose up in the bed. Trista gasped when she saw what she was wearing. Goku turned around at the sound, and seeing her shock, he grinned.
"Well, I couldn't very well let you freeze to death in those clothes, now could I!"
Trista's eyes bugged out. She started to say something, but she couldn't get it past her lips.
Finally she said breathlessly, "You undressed me? And put me in one of your shirts!"
Goku nodded. Trista looked at him in horror. Her face got beet red, thinking of how much he probably saw of her. Goku must have read her mind, because he responded.
"Don't worry. I didn't see anything that I wasn't supposed to see. Besides your underwear."
Trista closed her eyes. She felt like crawling under a rock and dying! She was SO embarrassed. She opened her eyes again when she felt the bed come up. Then her eyes widened. Goku slept in her bed! With no shirt on!! She snatched the covers and pulled them over her head. I can't bear to see his face when he turns around. She heard Goku chuckle and then rustling. She peeked out from under the bed cover and saw that he had finally put a shirt on. He sat in a chair and was reaching for his boots when he looked up, catching her watching him. She let the covers fall, silently praying that he would leave soon. She held her breath when she heard him walking, his boots making noise. She panicked as she heard them coming closer. All of a sudden the top part of the cover came down, and she looked up. Goku had the corner of the cover in his hand. He looked down at her, taking in the flushed look, the shirt that barely covered her bottom, and the wild tumble of her hair. He remembers the feel of those silken tresses in between his fingers. He sighed, letting go of the memory. He reached down and pulled her off the bed. She brought the cover with her, wrapping herself in it when he let her go. She looked like an imph! He turned away from her and smiled. He grabbed a towel and handed it to her. Then he turned her around, pointing her towards the bathroom.
"You need to take a shower. It might warm you up a bit."
He turned away as she headed towards the bathroom. She looked back, watching his dark head as he bent to straighten out what covers where left on the bed. She blushed. She still cannot believe that of all people, she wakes up and finds Goku sleeping next to her. I wonder why he did it!? She looked back and appraised the strength and muscle that clearly showed threw his clothing. She almost groaned. She had a weakness for strength and muscle!!! She looked at the back of his head again, and then looked at the back of his profile. She noticed the strength of his arms, the narrow but yet strong waist, the nice, firm round butt, and his thighs looked like steel. Trista turned away. She could practically feel herself drooling. Over Goku!! Since when did I start taking notice of him! She continued inside the bathroom, closing the door. She heard her mind answer. Since he showed so much care for your welfare. Forget about last night and the rain, and focus on how much caring and tenderness he has shown you! Trista sighed. She bent down and started a bath. Finally sinking into the delicious hot water, she contemplated whether or not to hold last night against him. He did come get me and made sure I was okay. Maybe I should just let him off the hook. Yeah, she thought, if it only were that easy!