A/N: Hi there! I was planning on posting this chapter on Friday, but our relatives made a surprise visit and stayed over the weekend... grr... with me playing general babysitter to four under-ten kids! I love kids, but when my cousins are like: ME ME ME! Who gives the fuck about others as long as I get what I want and am the center of attention! Ugh... auntie is way too nice to them... spoiled, little---! Those brats almost demolished my computer and Playstation2!

Disclaimer: NO OWN! Pesky urchins... Let me write in peace just for two hours! I beg you... you already ruined my updating plans for this weekend... just two friggin' hours... please!

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Chapter 11 – Warming up

ChiChi woke up with major headache in a dark and cold room once again and an odd numbness covered her whole body. She couldn't remember anything what could have resulted to this. Her mind didn't want to remember as she tried to force it replay the events leading to this. Foggily she became aware of others in the room; pained breathings giving them away.

The stench of dried blood reached her nostrils and short images of horror rose into her mind. The slayer woman shook her head vigorously; not wanting to see them even if she didn't remember anything. The little light the grate window provided was enough for her to see that her hands were covered in blood, but no cuts were present. Shock ran up her spine to her brain and she felt chilliness take over. Could it be...!

She inhaled sharply and heard a muffled moan near her. ChiChi turned and saw Messenger laying near her, bloodied and bruised. Cuts were still marring his face and body and his face looked paled even for a vampire. Gingerly she reached her bloody hand to touch his forehead and brush the black bangs away. Why he still had the wounds of... what? ChiChi let out a frustrated noise. Must be some kind of protective memory lock or amnesia... she concluded and looked around more carefully.

Bulma draped against the wall across the room, looking tired and suffering though she didn't have any visible wounds. The other vampire, Vegeta was laying on his stomach in middle of the room. He had cuts and wounds, but in true vampire fashion, he didn't bleed that badly.

ChiChi frowned and stretched carefully. Nothing was broken; maybe little sore and she still couldn't feel her body. It was scaring her more than she dared to admit. Another whimper from Son Goku caught her attention again. His brow was furrowed into a frown and his mouth was tightly shut, as he was trying to prevent a scream of pain.

ChiChi had always noticed , from the very first sight she had cast on him, how handsome he was with his slightly Gothic looks. Now that she was little better acquainted with him, he was becoming all the more mysterious. He seemed unlike any other vampire she had met and killed. He bled, his heart beat and he was warm and more tanned than usual vampires were. What was he? How could one of the High ones be so... special.

A small tinge of worry was beginning to surface as he shivered from the cold and tossed a little. Biting her lip, she carefully crawled on all fours to him and settles herself next to him, wrapping her arms around him to share their body warmth. His body felt hard and sinewy in her arms and she clearly could feel his muscles thru the ripped clothing and she blushed. Here she was, hugging a vampire when she was supposed to kill him...

An idea came to her suddenly; she could heal him even a little with her holy powers since the silver bullet didn't do him any harm. Happy with her though she reached inside her soul and being to draw out her natural power of light and to her utter surprise found none! Startled, she tried many times, but the force always escaped her grasp. It wouldn't come to her! She began to panic.

In her panic-ridden state she didn't notice the man-made vampire in her arms to stir and wake up slowly. Goku's mind caught up immediately to the horrors they had been thru, been involved with the same treatment many times before. He resisted the urge to lash out violently at whatever warmth was draped across his chest. He had broken ribs for fuck's sake! All he's powers had gone to healing that little slayer womans wounds...

He turned his head to meet ChiChi shocked looking face that didn't even seem to notice he was awake. Quickly he felt around with his senses for others and found Vegeta and Bulma little away. He stared then at ChiChi face. She wasn't still reacting. Likes he was concentrating at something far far away. Enjoying her body so close to his even if his was injured, he reached his left arm quickly around her and squeezed her ass.

She blinked and her eyes become back to focus again and she saw in the dark his gleaming, wicked smile. " Whatta..."

" What happened to the ten-foot long stick?" Goku purred into her ear and hugged her body to his, smelling her scent under dirt and blood. Heavenly...

" Gah! Just like you to take an advantage of a woman in a situation like this!" she replied hotly, but made no struggling attempts, knowing them to be in vain. Even if he was injured he was still supernaturally strong compared to her in her current state.

" What? No struggling or arousing wriggling and cussing? I'm surprised, ChiChi..." he teased her and the slayer tensed.

" You jerk! Here I come and try to make you warm while you're shivering! This is thanks!"

" And you're hurting my broken ribs!" he retorted calmly, " If I didn't know better I'd say you're warming up to me!"

She snorted at his bad joke and an evil idea formed in her mind. He was prone and helpless... It was payback time! She smiled sweetly at him and cupped his bruised face with her hands. Goku looked at her in alert and suspicion, though the touch of her hands was welcome. What was she doing?

She abruptly leaned forward and placed her lips on his, kissing him passionately. Goku's eyes flew wide open in shock and he opened his mouth in question and she slipped her warm tongue inside his mouth, tasting some blood, but ignoring it promptly. Not the one to deny her kiss, he kissed her back, pissed that she was the one in control of the situation.

His mouth was hot and sweet and she became alarmingly lost into the kiss. She meant it only to tease him; not become a mind-blowing, enjoyable snog! She moaned lightly as he gently brushed her lips and battled his tongue with hers in a sweet dance of passion. He was careful not to bit her with his sharp canines as he pulled her closer.

Gathering her remaining will ChiChi, pulled herself back, out of breath and flushed thoroughly. She glared at him: damn him for ruining this! He wasn't supposed to make her enjoy it!

" Pay back is a bitch..." she told him icily.

" And it comes in a form of a bitch..." he replied smartly, still holding her close. " Besides, you warmed me up greatly. Wasn't that your intention originally?"

Her glare only became steelier and he almost laughed.

" That was, by the way the our second kiss this far. This might even lead to somewhere..." he noted lightly and she tried to get away from his steel grip, refusing to speak to him. This was going to be a long, long time... But maybe it wasn't bad, she decided as she found herself quite comfy and content in vampire's arms. Who knew? This was ten times better than Hitake, any day.

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A/N: Sorry it's short, but my cousins won't let me write in peace! Big cousin big cousin! What are ya doing! Can we play this game! I want food! I need to go to bathroom! What are yo writing! UUGH! I'll probably post this after weekend... little pests... Review, kudasai!