The Human
5
in which Black acts on impulse
A restless night of sleep, followed by several restless nights of sleep has made his already thin (and continuously thinning) patients on the edge of breaking.
It was outrageous enough having to deal with constant nightmares of salacious acts with the human, now he has to deal with her attempts to get him to abide by her wishes and 'hang out' failing to mention how he has to suffer the consequence.
"You know you're not even that good looking."
Breathe, just breathe!
"You're just… ordinary, really."
Oh, how he wished to kick the heinously, annoying pest clutching to his pants leg, yanking and yanking…
'Can I hold your hand with my sweaty, germ-filled one?' absolutely not, filthy, vile, human child. It's like he knows exactly what to do and say to crawl under his skin. Though Black wonders if he should've let him hold his hand because this constant yanking and pulling is going to cause a catastrophe… soon.
"Your black clothes are stupid, you know. Your eyes are stupid too, and your hair is the dumbest thing I've ever seen, why don't you get a haircut or something?"
"You're hardly one to talk, you don't even have all your teeth."
Where had that girl gone to? She had brought him to this magnificent piece of earth with a mighty waterfall only to leave him with this loathsome monster, more importantly, why had she brought the pest? she usually tries to hog him all to herself.
"Well, mom says I'm going to grow new teeth soon and gonna be really handsome then."
"Child, she's clearly lying to you."
"That's not true, Moms can't lie."
"Human matriarchs possess an unreasonable sentiment towards their offsprings. She's lying to you to avoid hurting your feelings."
The boy glowers, releases his pants and balls his fists. "Oh yeah, and how do you know?"
"Ignorant child, I've read it in a book, of course."
"Pfft, Books are dumb. Shows what you know. Mom says not everything in books is right."
"I see where you inherited your stupidity from."
"I'm not stupid and neither is my mom, you take that back!"
The boy is enraged and black narrows his eyes as he spots an opportunity in which he doesn't hesitate to seize. He stands upright from the tree he was leaning against and unfolds his arms. He says firmly, "no."
Grinding of teeth is almost audible, Black can't hide his amusement at the boy's ferociousness. He should get a taste of his own medicine. "I'm going to kick your butt if you don't."
He laughs quite boisterously and leans towards the boy with both arms crossed. "Are you asking me to a dual?"
He scrunches his eyebrows first and then bobs his head aggressively and Black admires the boy for not cowering away, he shows brash courage that matches his dimwittedness.
"Very well," Black says, smiling wolfishly.
"Wh-What?" the boy stammers.
"What? Are you suddenly afraid?"
"Of-of course not. I'll show you what I can do."
"Then we shall begin."
As Natto takes a nervous stand, Black marches a couple of feet apart, turns to face the boy and extends his arm and gathers enough energy to exterminate this ball of meat and stupidity. What a fool to think he can challenge him. this will all be over in a second.
It's hardly a proper duel, and he doubts that'll satisfy his malevolent urges, but the day has come where he'll finally smell the stench of charred human corpses. He had truly missed it!
"Goodbye, Child." Black smiles and the boy's eyes widen—
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" a blow on his head, although hardly harmful, forces his hand down. He turns around to find an outraged Chichi with balled fists standing so close to him. "I leave for one second and I come back to-to…" she squints. "Were you trying to kill him?!" Black unconsciously nods, and Chichi begins to shout a long tirade that seems to reach the farthest edges of the world but his ears. He blinks, his cheeks redden, his body warms and his eyes can't seem to turn away from the amount of flesh she's presenting.
What in the world is she wearing?! Or not wearing? He had never seen her so little dressed before, she's only covering her breasts and her lower part.
It's making him feel dizzy.
"He was so mean to me, Princess." Despite the flaming sensation emanating from his face and entire body, his attention is drawn back to the child who is now having his arms wrapped tightly around Chichi's waist, his face buried in her naked midsection…
Sneaky little demon.
"I was so scared." The boy's crying is clearly fake, and yet when Chichi is done comforting him she turns and shoots him a deadly glare.
Black defiantly folds his arms and flares his nose.
"Why don't you go have a swim while I have a little talk with my fiance here?" he hears Chichi say.
"A grown-up talk?" the boy asks, sniveling.
"Yes, a grown-up talk."
"Don't be late, Okay?"
"I won't." She pecks him on the forehead and from the corner of his eyes, Black can see the vexing smirk drawn on the little twerp's face.
As the boy sprints towards the lake, Chichi is approaching him. Lips flattened, brows pulled together and a hand on her almost bare hip. Without saying a word, he understood that her demeanor demanded an explanation and he doesn't know why he instantly gave her one. He says, "He was being disrespectful."
"That doesn't mean you had to scare him."
Oh, but he wasn't trying to scare him, he was truly going to kill him. He turns to smirk at her when she folds her arms underneath her breast, and they're suddenly pumped up and squished together. Black looks away it was too distracting…
"How else would I demand respect?"
He hears Chichi release a sigh. "You do realize he's just a kid, right?"
"And?"
"And?!" she repeats and then huffs. "You can't take everything he says seriously."
"Why can't I?" It makes no sense to him, why should the kid get a jail free card as he abuse and berate him?
"Because he's a kid! Ugh!" she throws all signs of frustration in the air he assumed, even though he doesn't understand the cause of her frustration. "You know, let's just not ruin this outing any further." Chichi Seems to calm herself, she starts smiling in that sweet fashion of hers, changing her mood like the flip of a switch.
It'd be so convenient if he could ever find that switch.
"I bought you a swim short," Chichi says, walking past him towards her bag by the tree. "I don't know what size you wear so I just speculated." She pulls something from the bag and returns to him, handing him a piece of, presumably, clothing. She smiles, seeming excited. "I hope it fits."
"Hey, Princess! Aren't you done yet?!"
"Oh, uh, yeah. Coming!" she waves.
Black watches as Chichi strolls back to that revolting child friend of hers. He lifts the piece of garment up to take a good look at the festive colors imprinted on it and scowls. How impudent! did she honestly believe that he'd wear such a ridiculous thing?
They were splashing each other, both of them half submerged into the water, their loud tittering is almost drowning out the burble of the waterfall.
Chichi notices him standing at the bank, a happy expression paints her face. "I knew it would fit you. " She beckons him. "Come on in, the water is great."
Black inches closer to the water, both Chichi and the boy look expectantly at him as he dips his toe in. a chill runs through him and he resists rubbing his arms. The water was cold, but it wasn't because the water was cold enough to induce such a reaction, no.
A thought dawns him, he's unsure whether he knows how to swim or not.
He casts his eyes not on Chichi but on the boy next to her looking about ready to throw a snarky remark.
Nervous as he might be, he'd never give the brat that satisfaction.
His teeth begin to clatter, his nipples erect as he slowly walks into the water until that damn woman reaches him to drag him to where they stood.
"You sure took your time," the boy grumbles. Black shoots him with a glare but doesn't say anything. His jaw is clamped, he's worried if he said anything his voice might give away his embarrassing shivering. Unfortunately, it didn't pass his noisy betrothed.
"You're shivering," she says, "you must be cold."
Before he has any time to answer, Chichi circles him and wraps him from behind. "There, there," she says rubbing him, "you shall never feel cold as long as I live."
As much as he hates to admit it, but he does feel warmer, a lot warmer, that he doesn't find it in him to pull away. He was forced to feel relaxed for a few moments before he realizes those squishy, comfortable globes pressing against his back were non-other than her breasts…
Electricity jolts through him like a strike of lightning, he can feel his blood rushing downwards, making a certain part of him enlarge and harden.
Oh dear Zen, not now.
He mustn't think about it. He mustn't think about how soft her breasts would feel in his hands, he mustn't think about her naked and held in his arms.
The girl gives a satisfied hum as she continues to run her hands up and down his chest. Making it impossible for him to think of anything else. If anything, he wanted her to drag those hands lower.
All of a sudden water is splashed all over his face. Black looks furiously at the culprit who smirks in return.
"Are you just going to stand there scared of a little cold?" the kid was mocking him.
Black pulls his betrothed soft hands apart, dips his hands into the water and splashes him back mimicking his challenging smirk.
That vile creature returns the offense by splashing him non-stop with his hands and feet as Chichi titters and uses him as a shield from the onslaught.
When the boy was done standing in front of him with his hands on his hips, and a triumphant smile, black stood completely drenched, his usually wild locks were now tamed tendrils sticking to his forehead.
So that's how he wants to play it? Well, that's fine by him.
Black once again dips his hands into the water but this time he doesn't play nicely. He forms a ball of concentrated Ki, and remembers a little of what Zamasu had taught him about element manipulation as he forms a vacuum that sucks the water in.
He watches the kid as he stands horrified watching the water level lower and then released in a huge wave that swallows him whole and pushes him further into the deeper part of the lake.
Chichi stepped before him, blatantly terrified as she calls his name. Black rolls his eyes and folds his arms above his waist, the boy had asked for it, there was no reason for her to act afraid. A few minutes past as they wait for the child's emergence. Now if he was lucky the boy has had hit his head on a rock and died.
Black was metaphorically keeping his fingers crossed for that.
Chichi turns at him chewing on her fingernails and pleading for him to do something, but he was startled as he felt something grab at his ankles and pulls, the next thing he feels is himself slipping and his back hitting the rocky surface.
Black is surrounded by water, he makes the mistake of opening his mouth and breathing it in, filling his lungs with it and he panics, his arms flailing until slender arms wrap around him and pull him up. He isn't sure how he ended up on the bank, but Black was coughing the liquid he inhaled violently as Chichi hits his back.
When he finally catches his breath, Black was furious. Staring the kid down, demanding blood, but Chichi suddenly stands between them. "What is wrong with you two!?"
"He started it, Princess, he was mean to me."
"I did no such thing."
Chichi slaps a hand on her face, she looked tired. "I don't understand why from the moment you two met each other, none of you liked the other."
The boy gasped, he looked sincerely shocked that she had figured him out. "You knew?!"
"Yes!"
Black snickers, shaking his head. "Stupid child."
Chichi turns to point a finger at his face. "you're no better."
Black grumbles but begrudgingly says nothing.
"We are not leaving this place until you two tell me exactly why you hate each other."
"He's a pest," Black points out.
"See what I have to deal with?" Natto defends, and stubbornly stands akimbo
Chichi stands scattered between the two of them before she turns to Black. "Can't you be a little nicer to him?"
"I have absolutely no motive to do that."
"You could at least do it for me."
"Why?" Black raises a brow.
Chichi looks down at this and he unreasonably feels regret for what he said.
"Why you wanna marry this guy, Princess? He's clearly not right for you."
"And who is? You?" Black mocks.
"Shut up! You can't even be nice to a little kid!"
"That's because you're not a 'little kid', you're a revolting, useless vermin."
"And you're… you're… worse than that!"
"Heh, there's nothing worse than that."
"Yes, there is. It's you!"
"Why, Yo—"
"Ahh!"
They both stop their little squabble at the sound of the woman shouting and looking furiously at them. "I had it with you two," she says, teeth bared, posture tense. "I'm going home. Enjoy your swim!"
Chichi stomps away from them to gather her things as Black stares confusedly at her grumbling along the way.
The kid kicks him the shin and he looks down to find him sneering at him. "Look what you did," the boy accuses.
"It's not my doing, it's yours," he says nonchalantly.
"No it's yours," the boy persists, hitting him on the leg trying to inflict pain but to no use. "I don't even know what she sees in you."
"More than she sees in you, that's for certain."
That, somehow makes the boy even more enraged than before, he growls. "You're a loser, you can never make her happy!"
"I can if I wanted to."
"You'll never make her happy, you'll only make her cry. don't you see how upset she is because of you?"
the kid resolute tone and that fire in his eyes stirs something inside Black, he looks down at the human child and finds himself wanting to prove him wrong. He doesn't care about the girl, he doesn't care if he makes her sad, and he most certainly doesn't care about her happiness, but Black can't fight the nagging urge to prove this creature wrong. Lips pursed, he stares at him for a second and then turns to spot his prey standing next to her belongings forcefully wearing her clothes, huffing and almost breathing fire.
He looks down at the boy again and the corner of his lip curl up, there's something he feels he needs to protect and doesn't know what it is. "Watch me," he says and strides to chase after the girl.
When Black reaches her, Chichi glares at him and looks about to say something brusque, no doubt, but he slips his hand behind her back and pulls her flush against him. He watches as her eyes widen, staring into his and her lips slightly ajar and he finds that expedient for what he's about to do.
Black settles his lips on hers, moves his hand behind her head and lets his finger run through her hair, his other caressing her skin through the thin material of her back and Chichi moans when he gently nips on her lip.
He's completely absorbed in the action that he doesn't give it much thought, but his lips, his body moves like they know exactly what she'd like as he sucks and gently bites on her lower lip. Black pushes his tongue between her lips and searches for hers. Chichi whimpers when he makes contact and tries to coax her novice appendage to play.
He can feel her body getting warmer, and her hands gripping tightly on his arms as his own hands run passionately across her body. He held her so tight it was as if trying to mix their molecules together and become one. neither his mind nor flesh are able to deny this helpless rapture.
But alas, their need for air pulls them apart.
Black looks down at Chichi, her face flushed, her lips swollen and red, and her eyes droopy and dazed, she looked like as if she would fall if he'd let go of her, so he doesn't, instead, he turns and smirks diabolically at the incensed boy watching them and looking about ready to lash at him.
Oh, how sweet this victory had tasted…
A/N: hope you enjoyed this chapter :)