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AN: As usual, I want to thank everyone for their reviews. They mean so much to me. Now I would like to apologize. When I first started this fic, I was updating about every day or every other day. Now, I have been updating two times a week. I feel truly bad about this seeing as part of my reviews came from my quick updates. However, I am a college student and updates may lessen even further ass the conclusion of the academic year proceeds. However, after May 12th, I should be back home and situated for the summer. So, expect more updates. I still have a lot of things write. My story is gaining complications by the minute. But you will see, so go ahead and read, I have another authors note at the end.
Chapter 9: Things Made to be Broken
Part III
Goku was so enraptured with the beauty in his arms; he almost didn't feel a tap on his shoulders as someone came to interrupt their dance. Slowly and reluctantly, the couple ceased their dance and looked at the one who had interrupted them.
"Count Visto," Chi-Chi exclaimed with forced happiness. "How can we help you?"
"If you do not mind, young man, I would like to dance with the Princess." the Count replied, eyeing Goku competitively.
Goku stared at the man attempting to hide his anger and distain. "Most certainly, Count." he replied. Then, turning to Chi-Chi, he said "We must dance again, Princess."
Nodding at him happily, Chi-Chi turned towards the Count and mentally prepared herself to be around someone whom she had never truly liked at all. The Count took her and pulled towards him, roughly, forcing her body up against his own. Looking down at her, the Count smirked and tightened his already binding grip.
Attempting to break free, Chi-Chi struggled with the strength she could summon while staying steady in her encumbering gown and heals and without bring attention to them. 'I hate this man. I never trusted him when he visited the palace and I still don't. Something isn't right. I can't embarrass Father, but damn, does he have to hold on so tight?' Tears began to prick at her eyes and se realized she could not lessen his grasp. With every struggle, he just held her tighter. 'Damn that hurts. I guess that'll leave a mark' she thought wryly. Blinking back her tears, she mentally berated herself 'Damn, I have got to get it together. I am such a weakling. It's just a dance.'
Grinning, the Count watched her internal battle to keep composed. 'Such a perfect specimen, just like her mother, it will be fun to break her…. mind, body, and soul.' he thought. He felt her begin to relax a bit in his arms signaling her battle was over, and he had won. Slowly, his hands strayed from their designated spot. He began to lightly trace her vivacious curves as his eyes strayed to the mass amounts of cleavage exposed as her breasts were pushed against him and straining against the top of her gown.
'What the hell is he doing?' a wide eyed Chi-Chi thought. Feeling his eyes on her breasts and his hands running over her ass, she felt as if she was about to explode in rage. Pretty soon, she realized that while she had been thinking, he had led them, while dancing, into a darker portion of the dance floor containing less numbers of dancers. This realization came to her when he slammed her against the wall.
Lowering his mouth to hers, he captured her screams and protests with his own mouth in a harsh kiss. Struggling seemed impossible to Chi-Chi as she was pressed against the wall, her arms pinned beside her and her legs locked in place. 'Damn it,' she screamed mentally. Flashbacks of her mother and the Count dancing came to mind. 'What the hell? I have got to get him off, but how?' her mind panicked. Her mental abilities were hindered by long forgotten memories as they reappeared in her mind.
Drowning in a sea of whirling memories, Chi-Chi was headed towards unconsciousness, barely feeling the exploring hands of the Count. Her mind raged for control so that she could defend herself, but with demand was overtaken by thoughts and secrets. Chi-Chi gratefully accepted the dark that slowly over took her mind, taking her away from her sudden memories, away from the Count and his wondering eyes, away from the reality of what could happen to her. Her mind registered the outcries of a familiar voice before falling into a pit of darkness, echoing the name Goku.
Standing with his friends, Goku attempted to focus on the topic of discussion. Hid mind, however, would not comply. His thoughts kept wandering back to the beautiful Princess that he was falling for. Hell, the Princess he had fallen for. Memories of her skin, her smell, the feel of having her in his arms crashed upon him as he stood there. Suddenly, his mental numbness faded as a familiar ki shot up, marred with distress and fear.
Jerking their heads up, the two Saiyans began to scan the room. Their eyes were searching for the distressed power signal that had caught their attention. The fact that is was so familiar was tugging on Goku's mind as he searched the crowd of people. The ki shot up once more before it plummeted. On this second rise, Goku's mind clicked as to who it was.
Running on instinct, Goku ignored the questioning demands of his Prince as he roughly pushed people out of his way. As soon as he was through the crowd, his mental field went red at the sight that was before him. Pressed roughly against the wall was a barely conscious Chi-Chi. The Count stood before her, brutally ravishing her mouth. His hands were groping her body roughly. Goku had no control over his anger as he witnessed the acts of brutality she was enduring.
Growling in outrage, Goku grabbed the Count, tossing him away from the battered and now unconscious Chi-Chi. Gently, he caught her before she could hit the floor. Examining her face and body, dark patches of bruises were beginning to show themselves. Vegeta approached the two, his face darkened as he also took in the damage done to the Princess. Goku gently handed her to Vegeta before he made his way to where the Count had picked himself up.
"What the hell did you do that for boy?" the Count asked outrageously. Blood slowly trickled down his forehead from where he had slammed against the ground. The crowds of people had gathered around the area and the music had stopped. The Countess was shocked at the scene, but had quickly figured out the occurrences. Silently, she slipped from the room.
Growling, Goku advanced upon the indignant Count. "What did I do?" he screamed. "What did I do? How about what the hell did you do? What the hell were you thinking the bastard? How dare you lay a fucking finger on her?" he screamed as he advanced on the now cowering Count.
Goku battered the man, punching his harshly in his face, kneeing him in the stomach, kicking him across the room. Slowly, he advanced to continue to pummel the worthless excuse for nobility. This advance was stopped when Vegeta put his hand on his arm. Goku turned questioning him, gesturing to the battered Chi-Chi, who was now in the King's arms.
Smirking, Vegeta walked away from Goku and towards the weakly standing Count. Sneering at him, Vegeta gave a single, hard punch to his stomach. The sound of breaking ribs echoed in the now silent ballroom. Falling to the floor, the Count struggled to breathe as he coughed up blood.
The two Sayians stood over the fallen Count, sneering at him, their eyes full of hatred. "How dare you consider yourself a person of noble blood? You are a worthless piece of shit, not even good enough to lick the bottom of my boots." Vegeta growled. Stepping back, the two Saiyans began to charge up their ki as they debated on the death of the fallen count. However, this discussion was interrupted by the arrival of the police.
The Countess reemerged, leading the police officers over to the Count and the Saiyans. Goku and Vegeta backed away from the writhing Count and watched as he was handcuffed and taken to the police cars, both feeling that a death at their hands was much more suited.
The two rejoined the King, peering at the unconscious form of the Princess. Gently, Goku took her back into his arms, carefully avoiding to injure her further. Looking at the royals, he announced that they should take her home.
"Do you know where she lives Kakkarrotto?" the King questioned, knowing not to argue with an enraged Saiyan, or in this case, two enraged Saiyans. To his shock, he discovered that the lovely Princess resided in the neighboring mansion.
The three Saiyans made their way through the crowd, ignoring everyone as they exited the banquet. Their ride in the limousine was in silence as the two teens gazed at the inert form of the Princess. Upon arrival, Vegeta and Goku headed towards Chi-Chi's mansion.
The guards at the gate immediately let the two men through upon seeing their Princess. Each of them were shocked and outraged at the sight of her battered form. Vegeta, never one for formalities, merely blasted the door open, shocking the staff within. He grabbed one of the closest servants and demanded to know where Chi-Chi's room was. He then turned to the other servants and directed them to bring a first aid kit and other necessary supplies up to her room.
Goku gently laid the Princess down upon the silken sheets of her bed. With a feather touch, he traced the outline of her face. When Vegeta entered, he was followed by a group of terrified servants. After all of the desired items were placed upon a table, Vegeta forced them to leave, ignoring their protests.
After entering the endless expanse of the closet, Goku reappeared with a pair of loose athletic shorts and a tank top. The two Saiyans worked together in dressing the girl in the comfortable clothes, both ignoring the exposed flesh and certain portions of her anatomy as much as possible. After she was dressed, the two cleaned the few abrasions she had endured. A cold compress was put on the back of her head, where a large lump had swelled after being slammed against the wall.
Using a special crème they had brought with them, the Saiyans rubbed the blue-green substance over her bruises. It was a special Saiyan remedy for faster healing on bruises and other sorts of injuries. Once her wounds were taken care of, a cold, wet washcloth was placed on her head. Then, the two worked upon bringing her out of her unconscious state. After gentle probing, the two watched as her eyelids began to flutter and finally open revealing her obsidian eyes.
Before she could speak, Goku placed his fingers against her lips making sure she remained silent. Slowly, she began to test out her limbs to insure nothing was broken. As she sat up, a wave of dizzy spells hit her but soon faded. Looking at the Saiyans before her, she asked "Where am I? And what the hell happened? I feel like I was run over!"
Goku's concern mounted as he watched her questioning face fade into one of realizations as she remembered the night's events. Falling back onto the bed, Chi-Chi began to fight the tears in a pointless battle seeing as they had already began their path down her face.
Each of the Saiyans peered at her, both of their eyes swarmed with concern. Upon seeing her tears, Goku gathered her in his arms and began to rock her, murmuring things into her ear about how it would be okay. That nothing would happen again, that they were there and no one would hurt her again.
Vegeta was lost in the situation. He had no clue how to react or how to help. Unsure of what to do, he hesitantly sat down beside Goku. Looking at her, he pushed the hair out of her face. Biting back his usual sarcastic remarks, he choked out some words of sincerity. Anger riddled his face as he promised that no one would dare do anything like that again. As the two boys comforted her, Chi-Chi found that she was about to fall asleep.
Opening her heavy eyes, she glanced at the two boys that were comforting her. A warm feeling began to smooth her tortured soul, pushing back newly found dark memories. She could figure those out later. As she slowly slipped into the comfort of sleep, she whispered her request to the two Saiyans.
"Please, don't leave me. Stay here."
The two merely nodded their head as they stood. Goku gently laid her in the middle of her gigantic bed. Each of the boys crawled onto opposite sides of the girl, locking eyes before they lay down to attempt sleep.
In this gaze, the two Saiyans made a single promise. A promise that nothing like this would ever happen again.
~~*~* AN *~*~~
Quick note yet again! No one guessed it, I admit it wasn't exactly expected on my account or anyone else's, so it seems. When I write, the story just kind of comes out; I don't exactly plan every detail. The memories that flood back were a surprise to myself. It just kind of wrote itself, but I've got that coming up. Plan for the explanation in the next chapter. Okay, just so you know, yes, Vegeta was out of character. However, he didn't know how to act but he knew he couldn't be his normal bad ass self. So, get over it. It's not like he won't be back to being a pompous ass for the rest of the fic. But as Bulma and Juuachi were talking, he does have a sweet side. Okay, too many authors notes but I wanted to clear that up.
One more, a special thanks to Ren-chan. She is the one I generally run ideas with when I came up with the whole fight thing. Without her, let's just say there might not have been quite as much torture. Her fics kick ass as well so go and read and review 'em.
Anyway, hope this wasn't too bad a chapter, and thanx for reading!
Ice Angel
AN: As usual, I want to thank everyone for their reviews. They mean so much to me. Now I would like to apologize. When I first started this fic, I was updating about every day or every other day. Now, I have been updating two times a week. I feel truly bad about this seeing as part of my reviews came from my quick updates. However, I am a college student and updates may lessen even further ass the conclusion of the academic year proceeds. However, after May 12th, I should be back home and situated for the summer. So, expect more updates. I still have a lot of things write. My story is gaining complications by the minute. But you will see, so go ahead and read, I have another authors note at the end.
Chapter 9: Things Made to be Broken
Part III
Goku was so enraptured with the beauty in his arms; he almost didn't feel a tap on his shoulders as someone came to interrupt their dance. Slowly and reluctantly, the couple ceased their dance and looked at the one who had interrupted them.
"Count Visto," Chi-Chi exclaimed with forced happiness. "How can we help you?"
"If you do not mind, young man, I would like to dance with the Princess." the Count replied, eyeing Goku competitively.
Goku stared at the man attempting to hide his anger and distain. "Most certainly, Count." he replied. Then, turning to Chi-Chi, he said "We must dance again, Princess."
Nodding at him happily, Chi-Chi turned towards the Count and mentally prepared herself to be around someone whom she had never truly liked at all. The Count took her and pulled towards him, roughly, forcing her body up against his own. Looking down at her, the Count smirked and tightened his already binding grip.
Attempting to break free, Chi-Chi struggled with the strength she could summon while staying steady in her encumbering gown and heals and without bring attention to them. 'I hate this man. I never trusted him when he visited the palace and I still don't. Something isn't right. I can't embarrass Father, but damn, does he have to hold on so tight?' Tears began to prick at her eyes and se realized she could not lessen his grasp. With every struggle, he just held her tighter. 'Damn that hurts. I guess that'll leave a mark' she thought wryly. Blinking back her tears, she mentally berated herself 'Damn, I have got to get it together. I am such a weakling. It's just a dance.'
Grinning, the Count watched her internal battle to keep composed. 'Such a perfect specimen, just like her mother, it will be fun to break her…. mind, body, and soul.' he thought. He felt her begin to relax a bit in his arms signaling her battle was over, and he had won. Slowly, his hands strayed from their designated spot. He began to lightly trace her vivacious curves as his eyes strayed to the mass amounts of cleavage exposed as her breasts were pushed against him and straining against the top of her gown.
'What the hell is he doing?' a wide eyed Chi-Chi thought. Feeling his eyes on her breasts and his hands running over her ass, she felt as if she was about to explode in rage. Pretty soon, she realized that while she had been thinking, he had led them, while dancing, into a darker portion of the dance floor containing less numbers of dancers. This realization came to her when he slammed her against the wall.
Lowering his mouth to hers, he captured her screams and protests with his own mouth in a harsh kiss. Struggling seemed impossible to Chi-Chi as she was pressed against the wall, her arms pinned beside her and her legs locked in place. 'Damn it,' she screamed mentally. Flashbacks of her mother and the Count dancing came to mind. 'What the hell? I have got to get him off, but how?' her mind panicked. Her mental abilities were hindered by long forgotten memories as they reappeared in her mind.
Drowning in a sea of whirling memories, Chi-Chi was headed towards unconsciousness, barely feeling the exploring hands of the Count. Her mind raged for control so that she could defend herself, but with demand was overtaken by thoughts and secrets. Chi-Chi gratefully accepted the dark that slowly over took her mind, taking her away from her sudden memories, away from the Count and his wondering eyes, away from the reality of what could happen to her. Her mind registered the outcries of a familiar voice before falling into a pit of darkness, echoing the name Goku.
Standing with his friends, Goku attempted to focus on the topic of discussion. Hid mind, however, would not comply. His thoughts kept wandering back to the beautiful Princess that he was falling for. Hell, the Princess he had fallen for. Memories of her skin, her smell, the feel of having her in his arms crashed upon him as he stood there. Suddenly, his mental numbness faded as a familiar ki shot up, marred with distress and fear.
Jerking their heads up, the two Saiyans began to scan the room. Their eyes were searching for the distressed power signal that had caught their attention. The fact that is was so familiar was tugging on Goku's mind as he searched the crowd of people. The ki shot up once more before it plummeted. On this second rise, Goku's mind clicked as to who it was.
Running on instinct, Goku ignored the questioning demands of his Prince as he roughly pushed people out of his way. As soon as he was through the crowd, his mental field went red at the sight that was before him. Pressed roughly against the wall was a barely conscious Chi-Chi. The Count stood before her, brutally ravishing her mouth. His hands were groping her body roughly. Goku had no control over his anger as he witnessed the acts of brutality she was enduring.
Growling in outrage, Goku grabbed the Count, tossing him away from the battered and now unconscious Chi-Chi. Gently, he caught her before she could hit the floor. Examining her face and body, dark patches of bruises were beginning to show themselves. Vegeta approached the two, his face darkened as he also took in the damage done to the Princess. Goku gently handed her to Vegeta before he made his way to where the Count had picked himself up.
"What the hell did you do that for boy?" the Count asked outrageously. Blood slowly trickled down his forehead from where he had slammed against the ground. The crowds of people had gathered around the area and the music had stopped. The Countess was shocked at the scene, but had quickly figured out the occurrences. Silently, she slipped from the room.
Growling, Goku advanced upon the indignant Count. "What did I do?" he screamed. "What did I do? How about what the hell did you do? What the hell were you thinking the bastard? How dare you lay a fucking finger on her?" he screamed as he advanced on the now cowering Count.
Goku battered the man, punching his harshly in his face, kneeing him in the stomach, kicking him across the room. Slowly, he advanced to continue to pummel the worthless excuse for nobility. This advance was stopped when Vegeta put his hand on his arm. Goku turned questioning him, gesturing to the battered Chi-Chi, who was now in the King's arms.
Smirking, Vegeta walked away from Goku and towards the weakly standing Count. Sneering at him, Vegeta gave a single, hard punch to his stomach. The sound of breaking ribs echoed in the now silent ballroom. Falling to the floor, the Count struggled to breathe as he coughed up blood.
The two Sayians stood over the fallen Count, sneering at him, their eyes full of hatred. "How dare you consider yourself a person of noble blood? You are a worthless piece of shit, not even good enough to lick the bottom of my boots." Vegeta growled. Stepping back, the two Saiyans began to charge up their ki as they debated on the death of the fallen count. However, this discussion was interrupted by the arrival of the police.
The Countess reemerged, leading the police officers over to the Count and the Saiyans. Goku and Vegeta backed away from the writhing Count and watched as he was handcuffed and taken to the police cars, both feeling that a death at their hands was much more suited.
The two rejoined the King, peering at the unconscious form of the Princess. Gently, Goku took her back into his arms, carefully avoiding to injure her further. Looking at the royals, he announced that they should take her home.
"Do you know where she lives Kakkarrotto?" the King questioned, knowing not to argue with an enraged Saiyan, or in this case, two enraged Saiyans. To his shock, he discovered that the lovely Princess resided in the neighboring mansion.
The three Saiyans made their way through the crowd, ignoring everyone as they exited the banquet. Their ride in the limousine was in silence as the two teens gazed at the inert form of the Princess. Upon arrival, Vegeta and Goku headed towards Chi-Chi's mansion.
The guards at the gate immediately let the two men through upon seeing their Princess. Each of them were shocked and outraged at the sight of her battered form. Vegeta, never one for formalities, merely blasted the door open, shocking the staff within. He grabbed one of the closest servants and demanded to know where Chi-Chi's room was. He then turned to the other servants and directed them to bring a first aid kit and other necessary supplies up to her room.
Goku gently laid the Princess down upon the silken sheets of her bed. With a feather touch, he traced the outline of her face. When Vegeta entered, he was followed by a group of terrified servants. After all of the desired items were placed upon a table, Vegeta forced them to leave, ignoring their protests.
After entering the endless expanse of the closet, Goku reappeared with a pair of loose athletic shorts and a tank top. The two Saiyans worked together in dressing the girl in the comfortable clothes, both ignoring the exposed flesh and certain portions of her anatomy as much as possible. After she was dressed, the two cleaned the few abrasions she had endured. A cold compress was put on the back of her head, where a large lump had swelled after being slammed against the wall.
Using a special crème they had brought with them, the Saiyans rubbed the blue-green substance over her bruises. It was a special Saiyan remedy for faster healing on bruises and other sorts of injuries. Once her wounds were taken care of, a cold, wet washcloth was placed on her head. Then, the two worked upon bringing her out of her unconscious state. After gentle probing, the two watched as her eyelids began to flutter and finally open revealing her obsidian eyes.
Before she could speak, Goku placed his fingers against her lips making sure she remained silent. Slowly, she began to test out her limbs to insure nothing was broken. As she sat up, a wave of dizzy spells hit her but soon faded. Looking at the Saiyans before her, she asked "Where am I? And what the hell happened? I feel like I was run over!"
Goku's concern mounted as he watched her questioning face fade into one of realizations as she remembered the night's events. Falling back onto the bed, Chi-Chi began to fight the tears in a pointless battle seeing as they had already began their path down her face.
Each of the Saiyans peered at her, both of their eyes swarmed with concern. Upon seeing her tears, Goku gathered her in his arms and began to rock her, murmuring things into her ear about how it would be okay. That nothing would happen again, that they were there and no one would hurt her again.
Vegeta was lost in the situation. He had no clue how to react or how to help. Unsure of what to do, he hesitantly sat down beside Goku. Looking at her, he pushed the hair out of her face. Biting back his usual sarcastic remarks, he choked out some words of sincerity. Anger riddled his face as he promised that no one would dare do anything like that again. As the two boys comforted her, Chi-Chi found that she was about to fall asleep.
Opening her heavy eyes, she glanced at the two boys that were comforting her. A warm feeling began to smooth her tortured soul, pushing back newly found dark memories. She could figure those out later. As she slowly slipped into the comfort of sleep, she whispered her request to the two Saiyans.
"Please, don't leave me. Stay here."
The two merely nodded their head as they stood. Goku gently laid her in the middle of her gigantic bed. Each of the boys crawled onto opposite sides of the girl, locking eyes before they lay down to attempt sleep.
In this gaze, the two Saiyans made a single promise. A promise that nothing like this would ever happen again.
~~*~* AN *~*~~
Quick note yet again! No one guessed it, I admit it wasn't exactly expected on my account or anyone else's, so it seems. When I write, the story just kind of comes out; I don't exactly plan every detail. The memories that flood back were a surprise to myself. It just kind of wrote itself, but I've got that coming up. Plan for the explanation in the next chapter. Okay, just so you know, yes, Vegeta was out of character. However, he didn't know how to act but he knew he couldn't be his normal bad ass self. So, get over it. It's not like he won't be back to being a pompous ass for the rest of the fic. But as Bulma and Juuachi were talking, he does have a sweet side. Okay, too many authors notes but I wanted to clear that up.
One more, a special thanks to Ren-chan. She is the one I generally run ideas with when I came up with the whole fight thing. Without her, let's just say there might not have been quite as much torture. Her fics kick ass as well so go and read and review 'em.
Anyway, hope this wasn't too bad a chapter, and thanx for reading!
Ice Angel