Chapter 3
Dream
She was wearing a long white dress; it was thin and almost see-through from the waist downwards. It was lacy and had ribbons curled and spiralling from her upper body. A cloak suddenly wrapped around her and hooded her face. She walked forwards and finally took notice as to where she was. The floor was hot beneath her bare feet, the sky was dark and the clouds were a sooty grey, with red blood seeping through the clouds, and the cracks in the floor. Fiona tip toed along the floor, avoiding cracks and didn't know where she was headed. She just knew that she had a place to be, and that she felt scared, but felt like she had to go on, for someone else.
She finally saw a large, smouldering rock with someone stood on it. He had a large, peachy pink tail that was purple at the very end, about the last fifth. Peachy pink arms and legs, white and orange shin guards, black spandex pants, a white belt, and orange stomach, shoulders and forearm and shin guard plating, purple chest armour, a white and purple helmet with an eye piece, and large, back horns at each side. The skin on his hands, neck and face were a chilling ivory white and his lips were a dark purple. His eyes were a deadly blood red, pink face markings that ran from his large, hypnotic eyes, down his outer face and outer cheeks to his jaw line and worst of all; he was looking right at her. She took a swift step back, only for him to jump from the rock, and land right in front of her.
"Who are you my dear?"
"I, I am Fiona. Wh who are you?"
"I am the White Devil. I have come to purge this world and conquer the universe."
"Isn't there anything else that you want?" The creature seemed to pause and think, but he came up with an answer.
"I want someone, someone I can trust, to be my Queen forever and rule by my side. But this I can not find here. If I could, I would spare this planet..." Finally seeing what she had to do, she pulled the cloak away from her and revealed herself. "My dear! You are enchanting!"
"I will go with you if you promise to never, ever come back. And leave this planet like you found it."
"I promise, come." He reached out with his hand and Fiona took it. He pulled her into his arms tightly and she felt herself being lifted above the Earth and into the clouds themselves. "Now my Queen, look, the Earth has been restored." She looked down and saw the planet just as it should be, perfect. "Now for you to seal this bargain." He reached around her head and pulled her face towards his. His lips smashed against hers and his tongue slithered into her mouth. Raping her of her first kiss...
"AAAAAA!" Fiona screamed and shot up in her bed. She had to wait a moment to catch her breath, but managed to. she looked over to the over side of the room, and even in the dim light, she could see her large Sapphire blue eyes misty with tears, her long chestnut brown hair wet and stuck to her sweat, and her skin just as ghostly white as usual.
She sighed and looked to her clock; it was morning and was still early, only 7am. She didn't feel like getting up today, not after that radio announcement…
On Frieza's ship
"AAAAAA!" Frieza jumped out of bed and fell to the floor. "God damn it." he straightened up and just got back into bed. Why do I keep thinking of her? Elena…Wait! That wasn't Elena! I don't know who that was! Elena had short pink hair, tall as hell, small breasts, bright peachy pink skin, brighter than mine, and big yellow eyes. Not to mention the tail. But, that woman had long chestnut, maybe brown hair, short as…me, large breasts, white skin…like me, big blue eyes and no tail. That wasn't Elena. But I don't remember her from anywhere. I have never met her kind before…she couldn't be Changeling because they all have green hair, long legs and creamy blue skin.
He got out of bed again, trying to go through the species he knew. She is obviously not Ice-jin. No tail, no three toes on each foot. She had 5 on each if I remember...
He pulled his armour on and clipped it in place. Not Dodoria's kind, that is obvious as she is not a pink blob of fat. No…she is a silky white goddess…who was that woman? Frieza finished getting dressed and placed his scouter over his left eye. He opened the com link and found Gynu on the other end.
"Gynu."
"Yes my Lord?"
"Are we ready to leave for…where are we going again?"
"Ruusha my lord. According to Zarbon's list anyway. Then Frank, Canda and UJ."
"Very Well. I will meet you in the transporter room and we will go to the countries in that order."
"As you wish my lord." Frieza opened and locked his chambers, and departed for the transporter room where his two men, Zarbon and Gynu would be waiting. Apparently Dodoria declined on escorting Frieza because he couldn't stand another day of getting his ass kicked, literally, by Zarbon. At the time Frieza had been way too tired to give a damn and assigned Gynu instead. He arrived and his two men were waiting for him.
"Gynu, Zarbon. Let's make this Quick. I have to be back here before my father calls at mid day. We must get at least 3 countries done today."
"Yes master."
"Yes master."
Darn, they are all the same on this planet. Frieza had been bored all morning. He had been to Ruusha and they had all slit their own throats to avoid having to kill each other. Fumed, Frieza blasted the country himself and went straight to the next one. After that, Frank was just as bad. The foolish creatures had dared to attack him! So he incinerated them all and took up to the next country. But Canda was just as bad as that. The creatures did as they were told at first, but one of them threw a stone at Frieza. That just pissed him off and Zarbon had to hold him back from biting the kid's head, clean off. Frieza caught his breath, aimed his finger flawlessly and shot a small Ki blast, straight through the chest of the gutsy kid. They fell to the floor and all the other children tried to run for it. Zarbon and Gynu pulled them all back and held them still, one at a time their necks were snapped for their disrespect to Frieza and left there, to rot into the ground. This all happened from 7:20am to 11am. Now Frieza had a few hours to 'kill' and didn't know what to do. Seeming that that last time he just sat and 'thought', he broke something and he really couldn't be doing that again.
So he gave his men the slip at the ship, doubled back and landed on the planet again. He might as well look around for a while. Anything to stop thinking of that treacherous creature Elena. He didn't have his scouter on to avoid tracing, but that meant that he couldn't be sure as to which country he had landed in. He walked around and saw that he wasn't in a major urban area like he had been in all his last 7 previous visits. But this was greener and had only a few tall buildings. This was countryside to his best interpretation. But it did have a town and buildings. While no one was looking, he stole a black hooded coat; like that a holy man would wear, and blended in perfectly. His horns didn't even stick out that much. He was amusing himself by walking right next to the humans in the street without detection, when something slightly smaller than him, bumped straight into him and nearly knocked him over.
"Watch where you are going!"
"Oh, I am so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you. I was just thinking and wham, I walked right into you! Sorry. Hay, I know I'm just a kid, but I'll buy you a drink to make it up to you. What do you say?"
"A…drink?"
"Yeah, I know this cool little café round the corner and the coffee there is awesome. But I love the milkshakes myself."
"Well, I have nothing better to do, why not." Frieza almost did a back flip when he saw just who he was talking to. She was slightly shorter than him, had long chestnut hair, swept back in a long pig tail and a Chi Chi style fringe over her forehead, pale white skin and big blue eyes. It was her, the woman from his dream! But she wasn't wearing the long white dress that he saw her in last night. Today, she wore tight blue hip hugging jeans, a large black spider buckle belt and a short black tank top that showed off her mid section. Frieza couldn't help noticing that she had the outline of a six pack slightly under her skin. It was faint, but he could see it.
"Come on, I'll lead the way." She beamed up at him and took his hand before he knew it.
"I can walk by myself you know."
"I know, but I like to know where people are. Just a silly Karate thing a guess."
"Karate? You are a fighter?" his eyes beamed. So he was right in his assumption, she was stronger than she looks.
"Well…yes, but please don't freak out. Every other person I know who knows about my hobby, kinda wigs out and thinks I am going to Karate chop then at any second. Just because I can. I am not dangerous really. Gosh I wish I hadn't have told you that." she shuffled and looked down slightly.
"Worry not, for you are in the presence of a Master martial artist."
"Really!" Frieza smirked as she beamed up at him with sparkling eyes. "So which martial art do you specialise in?"
"All of them. But I prefer your area of expertise."
"Oh my, I am not an expert. I'm only a red belt." Frieza didn't quiet understand what she meant by that, but he simply nodded like he did.
"Are you saying, that you would lose in battle?"
"That depends on my opponent. And sometimes, belts don't matter. Someone who is twice as good as me in rank, can lose if I want to beat them enough. And I always win." She smiled but then blushed. "That must have sounded so arrogant. Sorry, I didn't mean to sound like that."
"Have you ever lost a fight?"
"No, but I still shouldn't have-"
"Then I say that you have every reason to boast. I do. I have also never lost in battle. You intrigue me. What is your name my dear?"
"Fiona. And don't call me dear please."
"And why not?" that caught her off guard. No one had ever asked why before.
"I don't like pet names or nick names."
"Why?" Fiona grew quiet and Frieza noticed a flicker of sadness in her eyes, and something deeper that he was having a hard time to read. He leaned closer to her, trying to get a better look at what she was feeling. "Fiona?"
"It's nothing." She turned away, but not in time to hide her watery eyes.
"Bullshit."
"You're not meant to swear! You're a holy man!"
"I am not a holy man! Would a holy man be a martial artist?"
"No…I guess not. Are you a Goth then?"
"No, I am not!"
"Sorry, you're just dressed strange, to say that it is so warm today and you are in a huge coat."
"Never mind. Are we going to go to this café? Or do you wish to hold my hand in the middle of the street all day?" Frieza had to suppress a chuckle as her ghostly white cheeks peaked to a shade of faint pink.
"S Sorry sir. What is your name?"
"Erm," great, what can I tell her. A name…a name…HA! I have one. "The white Devil. As my friends in battle call me." his smiled faltered as her blush vanished and her eyes grew wide. "Is there a problem with my name?"
"What! No, no of course not. Say, we are still in the street, holding hands…we should really go. Come on." Frieza growled again as he was dragged around the street corner and into a small corner café. At least she would stop dragging him now. Well, he hoped so anyway.
But she didn't; in fact, she then dragged him into the café and to a table. He sat down at the two person table and rested his head on his free hand. As Fiona had not released his other hand yet.
"You are still holding my hand." He teased, smirked the entire time.
"Hay!" she pulled her hand away and pouted at him. "Stop smirking at me. I was gonna let you go anyway."
"You can see me smirking!" indeed, the hood only hid his eyes upwards. His nose downwards were on view and so, Fiona could see his dark purple lips curled into a smirk.
"Sure can." He looked over to a metal knife and saw his reflection. He relaxed as he saw that he was still undiscovered.
"So you can my dear."
"Don't call me dear."
"You still haven't told me why I can't call you dear."
"No offence, but I would rather not." now back on his ship, if Frieza had asked a question, he would have been told an answer on pain of death. He had to take a deep breath to keep himself from shouting and demanding an answer.
Well, he didn't find staying calm too much of a problem. All he had to do was look into her eyes and all his anger radiated off him and he was calm once more. Her eyes were so beautiful. So large and deep, like bountiful oceans of rare Sapphires, encrusted with a black Jade centre and both gems would glisten at him, full of warmth and life. He had to put his now free hand, that wasn't supporting his chin, on his knee and squeeze himself hard to stop himself from leaning closer to her.
"Since you will not answer me, will you answer another question?"
"I might, if the Question is answerable. Fire away."
"Well, Fiona, how old are you?"
"Erm, I'm a teenager."
"Can you please try to answer my question, please? I am only curious."
"Well…I was always told not to talk to strangers. Which I have already gone against. But I had to make it up to you some how. I was so busy worrying that almost made you kiss the pavement."
"Worrying? About what?"
"About the whole alien invasion thing. So many deaths…"
"Does that alarm you?"
"Yeah! It was a horrible thing to do, to kill innocent people because someone failed to 'meet the lord's expectations' is wrong. I know you must think I am beastly for saying this, but I can kinda understand killing those kids who lost if they competed, and knew what they were getting into. But…if they were innocent, then I just can't understand why. A few kids lost, and two whole countries had to pay for it. I don't understand why…I would just like to know why…" Her eyes started to water but she snapped her eyes shut, clenched her fists and banged them on the table, making Frieza jump. This was not the behaviour he was expecting at the least. But he remained placid to not give anything away. "I am sorry. Recently I have been crying thanks to some Bakas that hurt me. I promised myself that nothing would ever make me cry again. I never want to feel that weak again. I didn't mean to wig out on you there mister Devil."
"That is alright. I understand your confusion. But I greatly respect and admire your need to be strong."
"Thanks. So…erm. You want coffee?"
"That, with a side serving of information. About you. But for now, coffee will be nice."
"I only usually come here on my birthday. Once a year, when my parents can be arsed to leave work that is." She scowled and Frieza had to smile.
"I see you have a fowl relationship with your parents. Something else we have in common."
"I know they mean well, well actually, they don't. I am not a 'modal daughter' so they treat me as such. Inadequate and disrespected." She growled and picked up the menu, scanning over milkshake flavours.
"So, how do they make you feel inadequate?"
"You know how that master Fa, Fre, I can't remember his name."
"Frieza."
"Right, nice memory."
"Thanks. As you were saying?"
"Well!" she slammed the menu down and looked severally pissed off. "News gets out about the first attack, or kidnapping, China and Japan being blown up and that the Lord Frieza person wants to take 15 year olds as recruits. My parents throw a cow and start packing, to where? Where were they gonna go? I mean come on, no country is safe so what exactly did they want to achieve by running away with their tail between their legs? Well, they say that they worry about me getting taken. But then my mother. She says to me, 'that is why I wanted to get us ready to leave sweetie. So that I could keep you safe. You may not be the most innocent of children but damn it! You are still my baby."
"Why would she say, not that innocent? You seem innocent to me."
"Thanks, but my parents and everyone else in this damn place thinks I am some sort of monster! So I packed my things and left. That's right. Now is the time for you to shake your head at me in shame and try to preach me to go back home. I am a run away and am living in a hotel at the edge of town…this is how pathetic I really am…" she rested her forehead against the table and groaned. How could she have just blurted all that to a complete stranger?
"Fiona. You are, from what I have seen, anything but pathetic. I was rude to you when we first met, but you showed me generosity and kindness. You are polite and a courteous young woman. And I do not complement very often. I would not tell you to go back, I would tell you to pack up your things and leave the planet, not the street. (Sigh) but I am not as fond of parents as you might think. I am a lot worse than you by far." Fiona sprang her head up with an evil glint of rage in her eyes.
"And they even have the nerve to come after me and tell me that I am not even going to leave. I didn't let them say the leave part. I just pulled out my Dragon dagger on my dad and said that I would, basically, remove the lower part of his anatomy and castrate the bastard if he even tried to touch me!" Fiona seethed. It took her a few moments to calm down and suddenly felt very awkward. "I bet you think I'm mad now huh? Some loony girl that would pull her knife on her own dad. But I was so mad…"
"You had every right to be. I would have done the deed and not warned him first. But that is me."
"Well, nice to talk to someone who isn't scared of me from the first moment they met me. Are you scared of me?"
"No. I am enjoying your company very much. You are a lot like myself. But, you say that others have been scared of you, and not told you?"
"Let's just say, my parents was the last straw to my leaving."
"Oh? There is more? Please tell me." he reached over the table and placed his hands on hers, making her look up into where his eyes would be.
"Ha, I don't know why I am telling you all of this. I don't even know you. I bet I'm just wasting your time. I am sure you have better things to do than listen to a twisted little girl whine..."
"No, I don't have time for that. But I do have time to listen to a wronged woman tell me about her problems. It would make you feel better if you talked about it. I really wish to know. I am not the kind of person to ask something, if I didn't want to know the answer." Besides, this gives me the insight to what makes you tick, and perhaps more answers to why you were in my dream.
"You sure? It may sound kind of stupid."
"I really want to know." he leaned over the table and took hold of her hands, making circles in with his thumbs on the backs of her hands. "Please tell me."
"(Sigh) Well. I am not very sociable. I only had two friends at school. No matter what they did, no matter whether they were right or wrong; I always stood by them and backed them up. So when the school bully goes through puberty, and decides that he is into sexual harassment as his new method of bulling, and picks on my friends, I naturally do something about it. Since the 'friends' in question are spineless cowards and can't stick up for themselves, I stand up for them. (Sigh) The boy, Jack, puts his hands, on one of my 'friends' breasts and well, I do what anyone should do. I pushed the bastard off her and made him kiss the floor." Frieza chuckled and liked her sense of 'retribution'. "But he then got this sick idea, that he could piss me off, and get his hormones 'satisfied' in one go. By increasing his attentions on my 'friend'. Then the 'friend' moves classes to get away from him and blames me for ev-er-ry-thing. In her eyes it is all my fault that Jack constantly gropes her ass and it is my fault that she doesn't do a damn thing to stop him! So then she falls out with me, and has the ordascity to not even tell me about it and turn my only other friend against me."
"Treachery."
"Yeah, I like to call it betrayal though. And when I finally ask them about it, you know what they said? That they are afraid of me. That I have scared them since the moment I met them and that I scare everyone who knows me."
"I hope you punched her."
"Oh believe me, I wanted to."
"What did you do?"
"You want my exact words?"
"Oh, yes please!"
"I said, At least I have the backbone to do something about my problems and not hope for someone else to help me. For someone else to sort out my problems and don't rely on someone else to save me. I can rely on myself and always have. I am a fighter. Then she said the 'everyone is scared of you' part and I like, bit her head off again."
"Please, tell me what you said next." Frieza was rather enjoying this. He had never met someone with the same views as him over weakness. I guess his hopes had been fulfilled. There was someone on this planet with a back bone. And she was the most enchanting sight he had ever seen. Not to mention that he thought she looked even more exquisite when she was angry.
"Well, Macy, the one who said I scare everyone, started getting worried at all the attention I was getting her. So she asked me to calm down 'coz they are looking."
"Did you tell her to balls?"
"I said, let them. I don't care; you are the one without the spine, not me. I scare you? That's a shame, since I am the only one in this place who gave a damn! But if you and Jenny, the one that blames me for everything, want to go off and cower in a corner and let yourselves be abused like that, why should I care? All caring did is got me hurt. So I told her to see if I care and stormed off."
"Yet again you show control where I would have made headless bodies. You have more restraint than I do." He chuckled.
"Thanks. Man, you were right. I feel much better now that I have let some steam off, even though I felt like a bitch for it."
"Why?"
"Well, I have just complained and complained to you. And we've only just met."
"I asked to know."
"I know...I was so bloody mad at them."
"You have told me a lot about your self today. I will return the gesture. I had a friend. She, was called. Elena. She had been my friend since I could remember. I." he looked her deep in the eyes. Was he really going to talk about his personal feelings? To a strange girl? But she had told him some very personal things about herself. He didn't know why, but he really trusted her.
"You what WD?"
"I, grew, personal, feelings towards her."
"You wanted to be more than friends?" Now, Fiona held Frieza's hands and made him feel a lot better. Like all she wanted to do was help, and it was.
"Yes. You don't know how long I have kept that to myself."
"Then what happened?"
"My bastard of a brother started to show up and Elena would find a random reason to bugga off somewhere. At first I believed her. But…"
"I think I know where this is going. But please, go on."
Her eyes are so caring. How could anyone think she was a monster?
"But one day. I decided, being the paranoid fool I am, to follow her and found her. Not only wasn't she where she said she had to go, but she was in my brother's room."
"Oh boy…"
"I looked through a gap in the door and found them in a most naked, and disgusting position. Grinding on the floor together. The same day that I had asked her to be my girlfriend. She said she wanted to think about it. HA! She looked like she was thinking about it while she was fucking my pretty boy brother."
"Whore…oh sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
"Those are my exact same thoughts. And that was the first thing that passed my lips as I saw them, together. I returned to my room, started breaking things and waited until she returned. Like she promised to."
"Did you pull her hair out? I would have…"
"No, I played dumb for a while. She then had the nerve to say that she had thought about my proposal. I just told her that I had also thought about it and decided to take the offer back. As I would not want to touch such a filthy slut and that she was worth nothing but dirt. Then I vaporized her ass on the spot until that was all she was, dirt."
"I'm sorry,vaporized?"
"Oh erm." Shit. "It is a term. I mean I shouted at her."
"Oh, good for you!"
"Thank you. You know, I feel better for talking about it. And I do not talk about my personal feelings very often. You are very privileged to know what I just told you. Please, I know you wouldn't, but."
"I don't tell secrets. It betrays trust."
"Thank you."
"Thanks."
"My we are very grateful today." They chuckled and were silent for a while. Simply gazing at each other.
"I can't believe that I bumped into you, dragged you off the street, and told you my life's story."
"Well, other than I was the one bumped into and dragged, I could say the same thing."
"Are you just going to sit here or actually order something? This isn't a social area you know." They both jumped as a waiter stood over them, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Oh, gosh sorry. I will have the chocolate brownie milkshake and what do you want WD?"
"I will have the same. It sounds…interesting." He smiled genuinely at her and loved the tinge of pink her pale cheeks went.
"So, two chocolate brownie milkshakes?"
"Yes please."
"Ok, they will be 5 minuets." The waiter sauntered off and left them alone again.
"So, where were we before the hu, waiter interrupted us?" she smiled and leaned over the table, holding one of Frieza's hands again.
"You were going to tell me your actual name, your age, where you came from and who sent you to me, you perfect angel you."
"Ha! Angel indeed. I will have to remember that one." To think, this enchantress would use the word 'angel' to describe him. If only she knew… "And I do believe that I wasn't going to tell you any such thing my d, Fiona."
"But…you could tell me anyway?"
"Don't push your luck or I will insist that you tell me why you don't like pet names."
"Deal." She had said that all too submissively and quickly for his liking.
"But you could always tell me that anyway, I will answer those questions if you did."
"I don't. Let's just talk about something else ok. Please?"
"I think that you have told me so much already, that you shouldn't stop and keep things from me any more. Why stop now?"
"I don't ok!" she pulled her hand away from his and he immediately missed her warm skin against his. "I, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you."
"That is alright. Please, tell me."
"Milkshakes, two chocolate brownie milkshakes for the young and happy couple." A new, jollier waiter placed the two milkshakes down and smiled at them.
"Oh we are not-"
"As young as we look. Thank you."
"No problem sir. Call if you two need anything or if you want to pay the bill ok."
"Thank you." The waiter left and when Frieza turned back to Fiona, she had an eyebrow raised. "What?"
"You said we were a couple."
"What? I did no such thing."
"She said, 'for the young and happy couple'. I tried to say we weren't a couple but you cut me off and said that were aren't as young as we look."
"That is the truth, you look older than 15."
"But…wait, I never told you my age?"
"I think you'll find you did. School means in education, means child or young adult. The first child trialled was 15, then you said that made your parents worry for you as they were your age. Thus, you are 15."
"But I didn't say that."
"You didn't have to."
"But you said that we were a couple."
"But I didn't say that."
"You didn't have to." Frieza still had his mouth open when he realised that for the first time in his life, someone had out witted him.
"You have done this before haven't you?"
"Nope, just quick witted, apparently."
"There is no apparently about it. You are very good. I must apologise if I insinuated anything offensive."
"Offensive? Why would I find us being a couple offensive? You seem nice enough." Oh my god I actually said that! "What I mean to say is."
"Do not worry." His lips curled into a bad man smirk. "You don't have to say anything."
There was a strange new silence now, one of nervousness on Fiona's part and confidence on Frieza's part.
"Well, I am gonna have this milkshake while it's still cold."
"I will try this too I believe. Though I have never had a 'milkshake' before."
"You haven't! Wow, then you are in for a treat and don't drink it too fast."
"Why not?"
"Just don't, trust me." she gave him one last smile before sipping her drink through her straw. Frieza watched her closely, formed his lips over the plastic tube and sucked like she did. All at once a new sensation of pleasure seeped into his mouth and refreshed his taste buds. "It's sweet huh?"
"Just the way I like it." the hidden meaning was picked up by Fiona, but she decided against mentioning it. Frieza loved this new drink and began sucking it up through the straw more and more, quicker and quicker. Then it hit him. "AAAAA! DAMN IT!" Frieza clutched his head and threw the glass to the other side of the café.
"Oh you silly maroon. I told you not to drink it too fast. You my friend, have your first brain freeze."
"Damn it hurts! Why do you subject yourselves to this?"
"We don't unless you drink it to fast. Like I told you not to, silly. Here." Frieza was in way too much pain to notice Fiona get up, walk behind him and begin to put her hands up his hood. He flinched as her warm, soft finger tips gently pressed on his temples and made circular movements. "My grandmother used to be a masseuse you now. She taught me everything she new."
"My God, your grandmother is a saint." He purred slightly and turned to face her, grateful that the cloak still covered his upper face. "And you have the touch of an angel."
"My opponents don't say that. They call me Devil lady at competitions."
"I would love to fight you."
"No, I only fight in competitions or…when I have to."
"Oh, well if you will not fight me, tell me more about yourself. You intrigue me Fiona. And I will answer the exact same questions that I ask you, deal?"
"Yep. I'll just sit down and AA!" a young boy on a skate board zoomed past and knocked Fiona off her feet and sent her backwards…onto Frieza's lap. "Or maybe I will almost get run over by a boy with a board on wheels and sit on your lap."
"I'm not complaining."
"I am 15, well 16 tomorrow but, 15. So stop flirting with me."
"I am only 18. And well, happy birthday for tomorrow…if I don't see you that is." And I will see you my dear. "And what do you mean flirting?"
"You know what I mean." She blushed and tried not to look like a giddy school girl about it.
"Do you really want me to stop?" she turned and looked at him. He had the same colour skin as her, which was an anomaly, purple lips that made him look exotic and from the way he had his arms around her waist, he had a strong grip. And they had a lot in common, from views to weakness, to other people, to violent hobbies and felt comfortable around each other after a short time. And he was a polite gentleman who was asking her for permission to flirt with her. Why not?
"I will tell you if you have to stop."
"That seems fair to me. Now for the promised questions." This is perfect. I can interview her for my army and she won't even know it! "Just to recap. Your specialised area is Karate, you have fighters spirit, honour, loyalty, a vibrant personality, are in great shape…"
"Now you are pushing it."
"I am sorry, but I have noticed your imprint of a six-pack on your abdomen." He brushed his fingers over her stomach and rested his hand on her leg. She jolted and rant to her seat.
"Listen buddy. I like you, I would hate to have to get up and leave or worse. But never, ever touch me you understand?"
"Fiona? I didn't think I would cause offence in such a way. I apologise deeply. Why are you afraid of being touched?"
"I don't want to talk about that." She snapped.
"Is it linked to why you don't like pet names?"
"Please stop!"
"I am sorry; I just wish to know why I hurt your feelings. You looked like I was trying to rape…you…damn." Now he knew. Now he knew all too well. "I didn't mean to, I am not a man of that sort. I have honour and substance and I never meant to-"
"It's alright." Tears were welling in her eyes. She held herself and shivered at the recollection of her past. "He…called me every 'pet name under the son… I felt so helpless. (Whimper) I will never be that weak again. That is what made me strong. My first k…"
"You first…kill?" she sighed and rested her hands on the table again, her head was low and her eyes were shut.
"Well hay. I have told you every other disturbing aspect about me; why not add in that I have been a one offence murderer since the age of 9?"
"What happened?" he leaned forward.
"I have never told anyone other than my parents and the police this. And I don't intend on telling that, horrid story again. Please don't make me relive it again…"
"You exterminated him after he took you against your will? I see no problem with that."
"I killed him before he got his trousers off. So I was the one that got in trouble…"
"Let me get this straight. The man tried to rape you, so you kill him to prevent him, and you get in trouble?"
"Yeah…I am not allowed to leave the country and I have to be monitored…even at school. Once a month I have to have a check up. They say that I have am unstable minded and so I didn't have to go to prison."
"I don't believe this! You are treated like scum!"
"I know. (sigh) I don't mind though. I am used to it now."
"Well, we will see about that…"
"Huh?"
"What?" Frieza hadn't realised that he had said that aloud…until now that is. "Just thinking."
"Ok…are you afraid of me now?" she held herself closely. She really didn't want him to say yes.
"What? Trust me, I have." He was about to say done worse, but how would that sound? "…Heard of worse. I find it relieving that you got to him before he could get you. Justice in a way."
"That is what I said, and then they put me on the loony list…"
"You are not unstable or loony. Interesting, wonderfully deadly, not unstable. Not loony. I like you the way you are." He reached over the table and pulled her hands into his, holding her tightly to reassure her.
"Aww. Thanks WD." A weak smile curled on her lips, glad that he still liked her.
"WD, does that mean White devil?"
"Yeah, White Devil is a little long winded."
"I can see that." they chuckled slightly and Fiona returned to her drink, not taking her hands from Frieza's soft hold. Frieza simply stared at her while she drank, noting how soft her lips looked around that straw. Then a beeping came from the scouter on his belt and he used Fiona's drinking as a distraction to place his scouter, back over his eye. It was a visual warning that two of his men, Dodoria and Burter, were closing in on his location. "Darn…"
"What's wrong?"
"I fear I must take my leave, I am sorry."
"Wait!" Frieza got up abruptly and stormed out of the café, pissed off about something. Luckily, Burter and Dodoria had placed a tracer chip on their master's scouter, so they were waiting in the shadows. They raised their Ki levels so that Frieza's scouter would pick them up and direct him to them. It did as Frieza stopped and turned towards them. They had their capes attached with hoods and were concealed in the darkness of an ally.
"Wait WD! Come back!" Frieza simply power walked over to his men and didn't bother to explain himself. He could do as he damned liked after all. "Will I ever see you again!" he was about to blast off, but signalled for his men to go off without him. He told them he would catch up after a moment. So they left obediently and took off towards the mother ship. Fiona ran towards the ally, but stopped. Her entire body started to quiver and her heart pounded in her chest. Frieza saw the fear in her eyes and ran from the shadows to comfort her. She saw who it was and let him encircle his arms around her, pull her closer and hold her tightly.
"I will return to you Fiona. I just have to sort something out right now."
"But I have only just met you."
"Hush." He tilted her chin upwards to face him, her eyes tearing from past memories. "You will not suffer any longer. And let me leave you with a promise to return to you, to wish you happy birthday, and with something to remember me by." He held her back with one hand. He brushed his fingers gently over her eyes to encourage her to close them. "Keep them shut, you are so beautiful." He leaned down and sealed his lips with hers. Kami her lips are soft, lush, warm, perfect. He could go on forever. The kiss was meaningful and sweet, long and needed from both people. When they finally pulled away, Frieza didn't want to go. But he remembered why he left her in the first place and knew that he must leave.
"Good bye Fiona. Until tomorrow." He turned her round, gave her a kiss on the back of her neck softly and then blasted off before she could turned round.
"WD? WD!"