A/N: Boy, it sure has been time since I last updated this ficcie of mine, eh? Well, here we go again! Thank you everyone who reviewed or bothered to read this! You really keep me writing! Sorry for the long wait, guys, but this is also another short one... sigh... damn writer's block on this story!
Disclaimer: (laughs bitterly) Enough said...
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Accidental Love
Chapter 12 – Waking up
The time went by as the slayer and vampire kept each other warm, sharing the body heat between them. Silence was almost deafening in the dark room, but the fact that she wasn't alone. But that didn't dissipate her worries or questions. Why she couldn't remember? Why she and Bulma were all healed and well while the vampires were suffering from adequate damage. ChiChi doubted that Messenger new fairly well what had occurred before her awakening in the damp and cold stone room. She was getting quite tired of the theme, anyways...
Goku concentrated on breathing in and out. His ribs were on fire and he was becoming more and more aware of the damage inflicted upon his body. The lack of his powers didn't help any. If he only could heal himself eve a bit... the young vampire sighed carefully. It was getting tedious breathing so lightly. The only thing that brought little light to him was the fact that the amusing female slayer was laying next to him, curled under his hurting arm. Her scent wasn't that bad either...
He felt her shifting and rising her head from his upper arm.
" What?" he said.
" Why you're getting all defensive, when I just move my head!" she demanded back. He shrugged his shoulders and it back the hiss of pain. Damn his ribs!
" You shouldn't move like that. It may be your last deed ever, Messenger." she scolded, not really wishing his death. He was important right now. Her ticket to out of here. The necessary piece of equipment of survival. Right?
" You continue wishing! It takes way lot than this to get me down for eternity..." he almost added the words 'you bitch' in the end, but decided against it on sudden impulse of kindness. He had healed her wounds and wiped her temporary memory, but that would only last for brief day or two before she would remember. He hoped she had had enough time to recover, come to terms with her mind and gain her wits before that happened. The results might be catastrophic for her mental health, if she did not.
Goku didn't even want to imagine the mental ordeal and fallout she'd be going thru if he had not done it.
" ... " she didn't say anything. She really didn't have an answer for that. Instead, she decided, was time to squeeze out the missing information out of the vampire boy here.
" Say..." ChiChi practically purred at him and Goku felt a sudden need to get the hell away from the girl leaning over him. So he knows? ChiChi thought, realizing his reaction
" Uhm?" he spluttered. What was the wench planning now? If it was another kiss, he didn't mind, bit something told him this was not the case.
" You don't happen to know anything about what exactly happened. You see the thing is I can't remember a thing... only the overview of the situation and person names."
Goku produced a believable scoff on his face. " And it's my damn problem you're demented?"
" I know you know, so start singing the tale!" she yelled, poking him in the ribs hard. He growled.
" STOP THAT YOU STUPID WENCH! Besides... I CAN'T SING!"
" Enough with the lame remarks! I won't stop before you tell! Why I can't remember anything and why you and Great are almost at death's closed door!" She pressured, their noses almost touching, both wearing a stubborn grimace. ChiChi resisted the urge to shake him hard to and fro. What could be so important and secret he couldn't tell her? Unless...
" Why don't you them recover your memory with your oh-so-holy powers, bitch!" he stated hotly as she drew little away from his face. Her memory be damned! Her fault if the weight of the memories would crush her fragile mortal mind! ChiChi almost screamed in frustration. Why men, other species or not, were so damn difficult!
" I can't use them! They just slip thru my 'fingers', so to speak, when I try!" the female slayer screamed at him on the spur of the moment.
" What!"
Startled silence fell over the room. ChiChi bit her lip and cursed; that if something should have been left unsaid. Goku's mind wheeled over the possibilities why she couldn't reach her holy magic. There was only one theory that could fit. He had cleansed her powers with his greater dark ones, and she had been too weak to handle the healing spell of his magic and the memory block put together. His stronger magic had canceled hers and blocked the source for the remnants of the unorthodox healing still ran in her veins and nerve-system.
" ... I can't use them..." she repeated quietly, feeling quite helpless and Goku kept his face blank. No way in Hell he'd ever relay this theory to her. He treasured his own existence too much right now. The things woman's lap and closeness could make you feel...
" Oh Hell... I haven't felt this fucked up since that drinking competition last year... which Tequila it was again... Oh damn..." Bulma abruptly shot up from her slumber holding her head and muttering nonsense, scaring the crap out of Goku and ChiChi with her sudden burst of action. Just a minute earlier she had laid there knocked off like a fallen tree.
" Bulma!" ChiChi asked unsurely.
" What, ChiChi?" she replied crankily and lifted her head to look around her surroundings. She groaned. Not another cold and moldy room... The heiress' gaze landed on the duo and smirk lit up her pretty face. " Oh! You two have already taken the advantage of the situation! It is chilly here... Goku you dog! In environment like this what you now need is whip and chains..."
Goku and ChiChi paled. Just what was she implying! ChiChi's eyes wandered over Goku's body automatically and she blushed. The young vampire cocked an eyebrow and grinned at her mischievously receiving slight slap on the cheek. If he wanted her to sleep with him he'd better start with just plain love making before taking it to the next level or having any thoughts to that direction!
But at least Bulma was back to her usual self...
"... Hey! Where's that hot vampire Vegeta?" she babbled and ChiChi pointed to her left, where the prone form of the another era vampire lay. " Oh my fucking god! What happened to him!" she said concerned and stood up wobbly. Bulma made her short way over Vegeta and examined him carefully and then turned to ChiChi and Goku who was in same condition.
" High Lord happened, that's what." he sighed sullenly, not thinking.
" HA! I KNEW IT! SO THE HIGH LORD HAPPEN, HUH!" ChiChi triumphed loudly, indicating that his vampire-tale was approaching it's end and quickly.
" I... uh..." he stammered, not happy with fiery ChiChi grabbing him from the collar.
" WHAT'S THE DAMNED RACKET!" A grumpy voice demanded with authority. Vegeta had finally woken up and suffered of pains. Damned bastard...!
" Oh Vegeta, be nice! They're just having a slight bump in their road of love..." Bulma cooed and teased as the couple protested violently with splutters and mumbles and whole deal of blushing. She immediately hugged the grumpy vampire. " Son-kun and ChiChi have a pretty good idea what to do in a situation like this..." she continued and trapped him into tight hug. " Can't you feel the warmth spreading?"
Vegeta struggled in agony. " Woman, are you aware of the fact that we vampires don't do 'warm'! Except for the brat here... Gaaah... need... air... woman..."
" Oh hush!" Bulma continued to smother him.
Goku and ChiChi stared. " You know... I am amazed she hasn't yet raped him..." Goku said with a weak shake of head. " She has always had a thing for handsome men, were they bad or good..."
" Now that I believe..." ChiChi agreed. She herself didn't feel that warm and small part of her hoped he would hug her for warmth. Even his occasional lewdness would be welcome. Somehow the way Bulma was glued to Vegeta, who had subdued and seemed to be enjoying it for some extent, made her ache weirdly. Little dull feeling inside her she hadn't been aware earlier.
She thought back to her life in the slayer village and her father. Hitake and all the bad and negative that had to deal with him. What was her life anyway? Killing vampires, yes, but when it had lost the excitement and meaning of it? Forced to marry Hitake and bear the ultimate slayer that would save the mankind from the vile vampires and darkness in the future. No thank you.
In very short time, ChiChi realized, he point of view of everything: vampires, life and esteems had changed dramatically. No more absolute evil or good. Only shades of gray were left.
She cleared her throat, feeling reborn and energized, though the dull ache remained. " Guys... I think we need to talk. No lies, no cover-ups; only the truth."
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A/N: Sorry this chapter drags... (in my opinion at least) but I had to write it away even if it's lame. More updates coming next week and secrets will be revealed! 'Cause I know I won't be having any homework or tests then! REVIEW! Am I evil? Of course I am! MUAHAHAAA!