Jakuten
Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ. But you already knew that didn't you?
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Twelve: Mind-melding
Buruma was drowning.
That was what it felt like. She was drowning in more emotions than she thought could possibly exist. So much darkness in the emotions that surged through her, each one powerfully felt. She struggled to keep some measure of control. Struggled to keep a hold of her sanity through the influx of emotions that weren't her own. The darkness within them scaring her and hurting her. So much hatred and anger, the two most dominant emotions she felt coming from the man who called himself her mate. Anger and hatred for everything that existed.
She screamed out in pain as memories were forced into her mind. Too many to see completely, just bits and pieces, but even that was enough to make her cry out. Pain, incredible pain. Physical and mental, dominated the emotion associated with each memory. She saw faces she didn't know, and some she did, but all the emotion she received for each were anger, hatred, or pain.
She saw flashes of the Saiyajin, flashes of scenes that depicted Furiza, flashes of his murders. She saw the destruction of a million planets at his hands. Saw the murder of children he conquered, the rape of women before their destruction. She felt the sick pleasure of his evil deeds, no remorse. She cried out helplessly.
She saw his tortures, his torments, and his dreams. Of his lost childhood, of his conditioning on Furiza's ship, of his rape. She saw his defeat on Earth, his death at Furiza's hand, and his moments in Hell. She then felt his fear. She saw his dreams at being a failure to his father, his people, of failing to achieve Supersaiyajin. He saw his failure at defeating Furiza, the pain, and despair of being without a purpose after Goku defeated him and became a Supersaiyajin.
She absently felt the tears course down her cheeks as she relived memories faster than light, feeling each blow he had received, each orgasm as he raped, each rush of joy at his murders, and each stab of despair as he fell deeper away from his fated path.
Then... she saw herself. Herself through his eyes. Her courage, intelligence, bravery. She felt his awe and confusion at her actions. Felt his softening of his heart at her smile. She felt his frustration at the loss of his control. Felt his grudging enjoyment of her company. Until she saw the day she and Yamucha had broken up. She then felt and saw his protectiveness, his concern. She saw his frustration, his anger at himself, saw his admiration of her.
She felt his heart lift every time she entered the room, felt his heart twist every time she left. She saw herself injured from the attack that seemed light years away and his fear. Fear that she was dead. Then the anger at what had been done to her.
She saw his despair at the android that had attempted to kill her. She felt his frantic concern and pain at her possible death. She watched as he tried to bring her back. She cried as she awoke, feeling his aching relief. She felt his complete joy at their first mating, something that wasn't tainted by his past. Something he had never felt before. Something pure. The joy, confusion, tenderness, concern, and most of all desire; she felt it all.
She felt his raging emotions as he finally achieved his goal. As he finally became a Supersaiyajin. Felt his elation when he realized he had completed the transformation, felt his pride and satisfaction. His power.
She felt his guilt, jealousy, his caring for her as they moved through their rocky relationship. Then, she felt it. She was his life now. She was everything to him. He wouldn't admit it, he hated it, but he needed her. He loved her.
She cried out and wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing painfully into his chest. "I'm so sorry," she wept. "I'm so sorry."
He wrapped his arms around her and rocked her gently as she attempted to bring herself under control. He pushed down his desire for her, her scent intoxicating him.
"I didn't know," she murmured into his neck. "I didn't know your life hurt so much," she sobbed. "I didn't know I meant that much to you."
He whispered softly into her hair. "Shhhh, Onna. They aren't your memories, push them away," he instructed. "Calm down. The pain isn't real now."
"I'm so horrible," she sobbed. "I was only thinking of myself, I'm so sorry."
"Hush, Buruma," he told her gently. "It's over. Calm down."
"I can't, gods, I can't," she wept. "I can't just forget the pain of everything. I just can't forget the memories of what you did."
He flinched. "Damn," he said softly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to show you that. I never wanted you to know what... I didn't want you to know how monstrous I really am."
She sobbed harder. "No, no, no, no," she wailed almost softly. "It wasn't you, it wasn't. I felt it; I saw it. It was how you were taught to be. You knew nothing else, but gods, I never wanted to know how it felt to do that. I never wanted that. Gods, Jiita, I never knew," she kept babbling into his neck, clutching him tightly.
"Onna, push it away. You need to calm down," he told her.
She nodded and tried to control her breathing, tried to calm the emotions she still felt inside. "You're so dark," she whispered.
"You expected different?"
She shook her head, her sobbing noticeably calmer. "No, I didn't, but gods, not that dark. I didn't expect that."
He smirked softly and set her down. "Do you still believe I hate you?"
She shook her head and turned her teary gaze to him. "No, I know how you feel." She reached up and wrapped her arms around him again. "I love you, too," she whispered. "I love you more than I thought possible. I love you despite what you've done, despite how dark you are. I love you."
His eyes widened in shock, but he kept his arms around her. She truly loved him, even after what he had just showed her. She *loved* him despite himself. She was, truly, perfect. And damn if he didn't hate her for it. While at the same time, he couldn't imagine life without her. He didn't want a life without her. "Buruma, I... I..."
"You don't have to say anything," she whispered, her voice calmer. She yawned suddenly. "I'm so tired all of a sudden."
He nodded. "Yes, mind connections that deep are exhausting. Sleep, Onna. I'll be back in the morning," he told her.
"Where are you going?"
"Away from you before you drive me nuts, Onna. You're going into heat. You smell good, remember?"
She giggled and laid down happily, a small smile on her face and her blue tail twitching slightly beside her. He looked at it a moment before his own tail wrapped itself around hers.
She purred and closed her eyes as their tails entwined. He smirked softly at her blissful face. "Sleep, Onna. You'll need it. Tomorrow, you and I are going to be exhausted."
She nodded sleepily. "Thank you, Vejiita," she told him softly.
He blinked as he felt a wave of complete bliss radiate through him. From her. He smirked as he realized she had stopped blocking their bond. "Sleep," he ordered softly. He nipped her nose gently and left.
~~~
Vejiita nearly jumped out of his skin when his rival appeared in front of him. He controlled his startled reaction, thankfully. "Kakarotto," he hissed. "Haven't I warned you not to do that?"
Goku looked at Vejiita, his face sober. "Vejiita, we have a problem."
Vejiita blinked. "What? You can handle whatever Nappa, Radditzu, or Bardock do, Kakarotto."
Goku shook his head. "They're fine. Sitting happily at my home. That's not the problem."
"Then what's the fucking problem?!"
"You know how all three of them just showed up?"
Vejiita scowled and nodded. "Your point?"
"Well, another one just appeared."
Vejiita blinked. "But Radditzu showed up only a couple hours ago," he said thoughtfully.
"I know. Only this time, I think it's going to be very interesting."
Vejiita narrowed his eyes at his rival. "And why would that be?"
"I think I'll have to show you or you won't believe me."
Vejiita scowled. "No. You deal with whoever it is. My mate will be ready tomorrow morning and I will not leave her alone on the island!"
Goku blinked. "That reminds me. Is she doing better?"
Vejiita nodded. "Yes."
"Good, I was worried. Anyway, back to the other thing. You really need to see this."
"I'm not leaving her unattended, idiot."
"Have someone guard her."
Vejiita growled. "Have you lost your mind? Who the fuck could guard her? She'd jump any male she comes across, so that leaves out all the fighters and Saiyajin, who will jump her if they come near her."
"Chichi could-"
"Hell no! Two females going into heat, are you nuts? They'll kill each other!"
"Vejiita, this is important. It'll only take a little while."
Vejiita growled. "Fine. Half-hour tops. Let me tell her, first." He glared pointedly at his rival before reaching out with his mind. ::Onna?::
::Vejiita?:: her sleepy mind returned.
::I need to leave the island with Kakarotto. Another Saiyajin appeared.::
::When will you come back?:: she purred seductively into his mind.
He blinked, shocked and horrified that his body started to react to her mind voice. ::Onna, stop that! I'll see you in the morning.::
::But I want you now,:: she told him, her mind oozing sex.
::Onna, morning. Not now, damn it! Control yourself for a few more hours.::
::Fine,:: she pouted. ::Who's the Saiyajin?::
::No idea. I'll talk to you when I return. Don't leave the house, understand? And if you see *anyone* call me, understood? I don't want you near another male.::
::Okay,:: she said softly. ::Vejiita?::
::Hn?::
::I still love you.::
::Buruma...::
::Bye, Vejiita,:: she whispered and was gone from his mind.
He shook himself and stood up, glowering at the larger Saiyajin. "Let's go."
Goku nodded and reached out a hand to old onto Vejiita's shoulder, putting two fingers to his forehead and they disappeared.
The next moment, Vejiita found himself on Kami's lookout. He blinked and looked around angrily. "Where?"
"Patience," Goku told him. "Dende!"
The green boy appeared followed by a person Vejiita had thought never to see again. Vejiita's jaw dropped and found himself at a complete loss of words.
The man beside Dende stepped up to Vejiita, a familiar smirk on his face. "Hello, Vejiita."
"Father?!"
~~~
AN: Okay, I'm evil. I'm insane. I have no life. Wait, that has nothing to do with it. Yes, I realize that this chapter is short... but come on! That was a beautiful cliffhanger. Absolute masterpiece there. Okay, enough blowing my own horn. Yes, that is King Vejiita. He has appeared. *Grins*
Lovies!
Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ. But you already knew that didn't you?
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Twelve: Mind-melding
Buruma was drowning.
That was what it felt like. She was drowning in more emotions than she thought could possibly exist. So much darkness in the emotions that surged through her, each one powerfully felt. She struggled to keep some measure of control. Struggled to keep a hold of her sanity through the influx of emotions that weren't her own. The darkness within them scaring her and hurting her. So much hatred and anger, the two most dominant emotions she felt coming from the man who called himself her mate. Anger and hatred for everything that existed.
She screamed out in pain as memories were forced into her mind. Too many to see completely, just bits and pieces, but even that was enough to make her cry out. Pain, incredible pain. Physical and mental, dominated the emotion associated with each memory. She saw faces she didn't know, and some she did, but all the emotion she received for each were anger, hatred, or pain.
She saw flashes of the Saiyajin, flashes of scenes that depicted Furiza, flashes of his murders. She saw the destruction of a million planets at his hands. Saw the murder of children he conquered, the rape of women before their destruction. She felt the sick pleasure of his evil deeds, no remorse. She cried out helplessly.
She saw his tortures, his torments, and his dreams. Of his lost childhood, of his conditioning on Furiza's ship, of his rape. She saw his defeat on Earth, his death at Furiza's hand, and his moments in Hell. She then felt his fear. She saw his dreams at being a failure to his father, his people, of failing to achieve Supersaiyajin. He saw his failure at defeating Furiza, the pain, and despair of being without a purpose after Goku defeated him and became a Supersaiyajin.
She absently felt the tears course down her cheeks as she relived memories faster than light, feeling each blow he had received, each orgasm as he raped, each rush of joy at his murders, and each stab of despair as he fell deeper away from his fated path.
Then... she saw herself. Herself through his eyes. Her courage, intelligence, bravery. She felt his awe and confusion at her actions. Felt his softening of his heart at her smile. She felt his frustration at the loss of his control. Felt his grudging enjoyment of her company. Until she saw the day she and Yamucha had broken up. She then felt and saw his protectiveness, his concern. She saw his frustration, his anger at himself, saw his admiration of her.
She felt his heart lift every time she entered the room, felt his heart twist every time she left. She saw herself injured from the attack that seemed light years away and his fear. Fear that she was dead. Then the anger at what had been done to her.
She saw his despair at the android that had attempted to kill her. She felt his frantic concern and pain at her possible death. She watched as he tried to bring her back. She cried as she awoke, feeling his aching relief. She felt his complete joy at their first mating, something that wasn't tainted by his past. Something he had never felt before. Something pure. The joy, confusion, tenderness, concern, and most of all desire; she felt it all.
She felt his raging emotions as he finally achieved his goal. As he finally became a Supersaiyajin. Felt his elation when he realized he had completed the transformation, felt his pride and satisfaction. His power.
She felt his guilt, jealousy, his caring for her as they moved through their rocky relationship. Then, she felt it. She was his life now. She was everything to him. He wouldn't admit it, he hated it, but he needed her. He loved her.
She cried out and wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing painfully into his chest. "I'm so sorry," she wept. "I'm so sorry."
He wrapped his arms around her and rocked her gently as she attempted to bring herself under control. He pushed down his desire for her, her scent intoxicating him.
"I didn't know," she murmured into his neck. "I didn't know your life hurt so much," she sobbed. "I didn't know I meant that much to you."
He whispered softly into her hair. "Shhhh, Onna. They aren't your memories, push them away," he instructed. "Calm down. The pain isn't real now."
"I'm so horrible," she sobbed. "I was only thinking of myself, I'm so sorry."
"Hush, Buruma," he told her gently. "It's over. Calm down."
"I can't, gods, I can't," she wept. "I can't just forget the pain of everything. I just can't forget the memories of what you did."
He flinched. "Damn," he said softly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to show you that. I never wanted you to know what... I didn't want you to know how monstrous I really am."
She sobbed harder. "No, no, no, no," she wailed almost softly. "It wasn't you, it wasn't. I felt it; I saw it. It was how you were taught to be. You knew nothing else, but gods, I never wanted to know how it felt to do that. I never wanted that. Gods, Jiita, I never knew," she kept babbling into his neck, clutching him tightly.
"Onna, push it away. You need to calm down," he told her.
She nodded and tried to control her breathing, tried to calm the emotions she still felt inside. "You're so dark," she whispered.
"You expected different?"
She shook her head, her sobbing noticeably calmer. "No, I didn't, but gods, not that dark. I didn't expect that."
He smirked softly and set her down. "Do you still believe I hate you?"
She shook her head and turned her teary gaze to him. "No, I know how you feel." She reached up and wrapped her arms around him again. "I love you, too," she whispered. "I love you more than I thought possible. I love you despite what you've done, despite how dark you are. I love you."
His eyes widened in shock, but he kept his arms around her. She truly loved him, even after what he had just showed her. She *loved* him despite himself. She was, truly, perfect. And damn if he didn't hate her for it. While at the same time, he couldn't imagine life without her. He didn't want a life without her. "Buruma, I... I..."
"You don't have to say anything," she whispered, her voice calmer. She yawned suddenly. "I'm so tired all of a sudden."
He nodded. "Yes, mind connections that deep are exhausting. Sleep, Onna. I'll be back in the morning," he told her.
"Where are you going?"
"Away from you before you drive me nuts, Onna. You're going into heat. You smell good, remember?"
She giggled and laid down happily, a small smile on her face and her blue tail twitching slightly beside her. He looked at it a moment before his own tail wrapped itself around hers.
She purred and closed her eyes as their tails entwined. He smirked softly at her blissful face. "Sleep, Onna. You'll need it. Tomorrow, you and I are going to be exhausted."
She nodded sleepily. "Thank you, Vejiita," she told him softly.
He blinked as he felt a wave of complete bliss radiate through him. From her. He smirked as he realized she had stopped blocking their bond. "Sleep," he ordered softly. He nipped her nose gently and left.
~~~
Vejiita nearly jumped out of his skin when his rival appeared in front of him. He controlled his startled reaction, thankfully. "Kakarotto," he hissed. "Haven't I warned you not to do that?"
Goku looked at Vejiita, his face sober. "Vejiita, we have a problem."
Vejiita blinked. "What? You can handle whatever Nappa, Radditzu, or Bardock do, Kakarotto."
Goku shook his head. "They're fine. Sitting happily at my home. That's not the problem."
"Then what's the fucking problem?!"
"You know how all three of them just showed up?"
Vejiita scowled and nodded. "Your point?"
"Well, another one just appeared."
Vejiita blinked. "But Radditzu showed up only a couple hours ago," he said thoughtfully.
"I know. Only this time, I think it's going to be very interesting."
Vejiita narrowed his eyes at his rival. "And why would that be?"
"I think I'll have to show you or you won't believe me."
Vejiita scowled. "No. You deal with whoever it is. My mate will be ready tomorrow morning and I will not leave her alone on the island!"
Goku blinked. "That reminds me. Is she doing better?"
Vejiita nodded. "Yes."
"Good, I was worried. Anyway, back to the other thing. You really need to see this."
"I'm not leaving her unattended, idiot."
"Have someone guard her."
Vejiita growled. "Have you lost your mind? Who the fuck could guard her? She'd jump any male she comes across, so that leaves out all the fighters and Saiyajin, who will jump her if they come near her."
"Chichi could-"
"Hell no! Two females going into heat, are you nuts? They'll kill each other!"
"Vejiita, this is important. It'll only take a little while."
Vejiita growled. "Fine. Half-hour tops. Let me tell her, first." He glared pointedly at his rival before reaching out with his mind. ::Onna?::
::Vejiita?:: her sleepy mind returned.
::I need to leave the island with Kakarotto. Another Saiyajin appeared.::
::When will you come back?:: she purred seductively into his mind.
He blinked, shocked and horrified that his body started to react to her mind voice. ::Onna, stop that! I'll see you in the morning.::
::But I want you now,:: she told him, her mind oozing sex.
::Onna, morning. Not now, damn it! Control yourself for a few more hours.::
::Fine,:: she pouted. ::Who's the Saiyajin?::
::No idea. I'll talk to you when I return. Don't leave the house, understand? And if you see *anyone* call me, understood? I don't want you near another male.::
::Okay,:: she said softly. ::Vejiita?::
::Hn?::
::I still love you.::
::Buruma...::
::Bye, Vejiita,:: she whispered and was gone from his mind.
He shook himself and stood up, glowering at the larger Saiyajin. "Let's go."
Goku nodded and reached out a hand to old onto Vejiita's shoulder, putting two fingers to his forehead and they disappeared.
The next moment, Vejiita found himself on Kami's lookout. He blinked and looked around angrily. "Where?"
"Patience," Goku told him. "Dende!"
The green boy appeared followed by a person Vejiita had thought never to see again. Vejiita's jaw dropped and found himself at a complete loss of words.
The man beside Dende stepped up to Vejiita, a familiar smirk on his face. "Hello, Vejiita."
"Father?!"
~~~
AN: Okay, I'm evil. I'm insane. I have no life. Wait, that has nothing to do with it. Yes, I realize that this chapter is short... but come on! That was a beautiful cliffhanger. Absolute masterpiece there. Okay, enough blowing my own horn. Yes, that is King Vejiita. He has appeared. *Grins*
Lovies!
