Well, here we go.. the next part of my tale.
It seems that everyone is still enjoying it. Keep those review coming and I don't mind questions if you feel I need to clarify something. I mean, I know this story. I am writing it, there are things that I purposely leave out for later, but there are things that I probably thought that I wrote already...
Keep reading! And I will KEEP WRITING!!!
Oh, and I was watching a lot of anime recently, it is the only excuse for the end of my chapter.
It Never Ends
C-20 Dreams, Memories and a Strange Battle.
He was back in that little piece of heaven that he found in the forest. She must have taken off again. He didn't remember how he got here but he didn't mind.
Soyna was there, sitting on the soft soil, drawing pictures in the dirt with her fingers, moving around the blossoms.
He called to her but she didn't respond. Surely she felt that he was here? Didn't she know that he was right in front of her?
He sat down beside her and reached out to touch her shoulder and gave her a gentle shake, "Soyna, are you okay?"
She turned to him and her eyes sparkled brightly at him. She wasn't crying though. The sparkle was something different. "Took you long enough," she whispered. Now, he knew that he had never heard such a sultry sound come out of her lips before.
He felt her hand on his.
He was shocked. He looked back at her sparkling eyes and how soft her face looked. Her other hand reached to his neck and tugged gently on the scarf, almost as if she was checking on the scar, to see if it was still there.
He just sat there, frozen. Her touch was so warm and inviting. Was this the same Soyna? It was so surreal.
He found himself leaning into her. He so wanted to kiss her right then! She didn't stop him as their lips touched. It was like electricity was going through his body. He was kissing her and she was letting him. He hesitantly pulled back and took a breath.
She moved towards his ear and nibbled on it affectionately. He closed his eyes and allowed it. It felt so good and then...
"...OW!" He pulled away from the sharp pain only to find himself back in his room. How the hell did he get here?
"GET UP!" The loud voice of his nephew assaulted him. He was standing near the head of his bed.
"What?" he said a little disorientated. Wasn't he in the forest with Soyna? Wasn't Soyna kissing him? "What the hell?"
"Do I have to flick you again," Fry said as he made this middle finger and thumb into an offending weapon. "If you don't get up, you're going to be late. Grandma say so, so get up!"
"That hurts you know!" He said rubbing his ear. He much rather liked the thought of Soyna nibbling on it. He really liked the dream that he was having and his nephew had to ruin it for him.
"I know! Pan does it to me all the time. Grandma say's get up and you weren't listening to me. Pan wakes me up that way all the time," he said and then turned to leave the room.
He rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was in his room. The dream was so vivid. So real... of course, Soyna wouldn't be interested him in that way. He rubbed his ear again. The kiss felt so real. How her hand tugged on the bandanna that he wore around his throat. It was all so real.
It was just because he had seen her look so vulnerable for a change, which was why he was having such a disturbing, yet wonderful, dream. He never thought that she could cry. Hell, he didn't think she was capable of it. But she was, he saw the evidence on her cheeks that she tried to hide from him.
He shook his head. He was just lonely, that was all. He hadn't had a real girlfriend in a long time and it was starting to take the toll on him, which was all it was. The only girl that he saw on any regular basis now, was Soyna and she hardly really talked to him. They usually went straight to sparing and she would beat him nearly every time. He was catching up. He was learning to control his strength with the poison that haunted his system.
Maybe he had the dream because of Trunks and Pan? Probably. It wasn't so bad being single, when everyone around you is, but Trunks got himself a woman. So, Junior and himself were the only single guys left.
"Goten!" He heard his mother yell from downstairs. "You DO not want to be late!"
"I'm going to have a shower first!" he yelled back. Boy, did he need a shower and a cold one.
............
Soyna was doing the motherly thing this morning. Making sure that the boys were fed for breakfast and had enough food in their lunches. She listened to Benot complain about what a pain in the ass Goten was and how hard it was going to be to be nice to him, until he learned how to fly. She would just smile at him and pat his head.
He liked his sister like this. She was not thinking of training or the past. He liked it when she concentrated on him and the boys. Like she used too. When fighting was not all that important in their lives. When it was just himself, Soyna, and dad.
Soyna was always there for him. Making sure that he was playing with the right friends and that he wasn't getting into trouble. She was the one that made sure that he ate all his food and was at least attempting to read the books she told him too. Dad was always hiding in his lab with Grandma or off flying somewhere. He hated to admit that he never really knew his father.
Soyna and him were best friends though. They would spar once a week at least, just to stay in shape. He never had a real desire to fight, like they did. He thought his father was disappointed in that, but he didn't voice it. It was just in the way he moved sometimes.
"Junior?"
He looked up to see his sister looking at him with a concerned look on his face.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine." He said and moved some food around the plate.
"If you don't want it uncle, I will. I am still hungry," Benot said.
"How can you still be hungry! You stole my eggs!" Legen complained.
"I only stole one and you took my toast!" Benot complained back.
"Enough you two," Soyna said. They both sat down in their chairs and seethed at each other now. But they were silent. She seldom ever had to yell.
She used to yell at dad though. Especially about him leaving on the trips that he would take. They used to get into big fights. It was easier to watch them, trying to pound each other into the ground that yell at each other. Those became common until she met Brennen and then she didn't have a reason to yell anymore. She wasn't alone.
She didn't know that he had heard that last argument with Brennen.
They were yelling at each other over what Brennen had done. He didn't like to remember that day. He didn't want to ever have to tell their boys that their father had made a big mistake. He had cried that he was sorry and that it would never happen again. But she had yelled at him with such ferocity that he could hear that there were tears coming down her face. Father had just died and she had found out about Brennen and another woman. It tore her apart. Especially since she was pregnant with his children.
Krad was still their friend at this point and he came to her to comfort her in her anger.
Then the messy stuff happened.
Sometimes, he thought that she missed Brennen. Brennen had sacrificed himself to save them, when they were too weak to do anything but climb into the capsule. He was the one that punched the buttons and was dragged out as the lid closed. He didn't really know if she forgave him for that indiscretion of his, or if she was still mad about trusting Krad.
She always talked highly of him to the boys, but he didn't know how she really felt about him.
Soyna put a hand on his shoulder. "Stop thinking about that stuff. Only one of us needs to have those nightmares." Her voice was a whisper as she said this. She didn't want the boys to ever know about those times.
How did she know?
"Eat and go to school. Can you take the boys?" She said.
He nodded.
"Good."
"Soyna?" he said. "Did you sleep last night?"
"Some," she said.
"Mom! Benot is kicking me!" Legen yelled.
"That was my juice!"
"You weren't drinking it!"
He looked at her. He can not ever remember her looking rested since they arrived here. She never relaxed, only by force and then, it just wasn't pleasant. It was usually because she was hurt so bad that she couldn't make herself to move. She just wouldn't rest, no matter how he begged her too. Did the nightmares haunt her that much? Did she relive those days every night? He hoped not. It wasn't her fault. It was just what Krad had planned and it ruined them all.
"I was thirsty!"
"Then fill your own glass!"
"MOM!" Both yelled.
Soyna silently filled up the two empty glasses. "Quit fighting," she said simply. She patted each of the boys on their heads to stop whatever they planned to yell at each other next. "I am thankful that I have you two in separate classes. I would hate to be called into your school every second day."
He ate the rest of his breakfast and then struggled to get his nephews ready for school.
............
Vegeta waited until the noisy brats left the kitchen before he walked in. Soyna was sitting by herself.
"You should really let me start training them. They are more than ready to start to learn," he said. Those two had enough aggression, just towards each other, that they would learn quickly.
"I don't want them training," she said simply as she ate from her plate of fruit. "You know that well enough."
"Benot has expressed interest," he said.
"Benot gets in enough trouble," she said. She wasn't even looking at him.
"But you will allow him to learn to fly?" He scoffed, "by that fool Goten."
"Goten has no patience with Benot. They will end up feuding in no time and the lesson will be stopped quickly enough. Most likely with Benot being dropped from a rather ridiculous height, very much like you did to him." She said. "Are we training this morning, or have you come to just bug me about by boys and their lack of training?"
He humped.
Thee boys should have started training a long time ago. They would not reach their potential if they did not start training early. He knew that would not be as strong as their mother was. Their Saiyian blood was to thin for that, but he did not want them to be like weak humans. He did not want his bloodline to be like the other weak humans on the planet. It was bad enough that they were born without tails.
He knew that she had started training a young age. She had told him. He thought her children should be training also. She just accused him of wanting someone that he could beat.
"How much longer are you going to take eating," he growled at her.
She shrugged. "Not much," she said. She was taking her time on purpose, trying to get him angry so that he couldn't concentrate on her when they were fighting. She had been doing that a lot lately. Finding ways to upset him in one way or another. The most upsetting was all the time that she spent training with Goten instead of him!
............
Goten felt the pressure of her arm on his throat. He couldn't shake her off of him. He was beginning to regret brushing off his studies to spar with her.
"Come on!" she baited from her spot behind him.
She was choking him but at the same time, he really didn't mind this new attack of hers. She was pressed right up against his back. One of her arm was pressed against his throat, cutting off his breath. The other was placed across his chest to hold her place securely there. Her chin was on his shoulder and he could feel her breath on his neck.
Thought of that dream came back to him and it was hard to concentrate on what to do. Breathing was getting harder, but at the same time, he didn't mind the feeling of Soyna trying to hang on as they flew violently around the yard. He tried to bash her off, but she would flip him around so that he would get the brunt of the hit.
"Give in," she whispered into his ear.
Her closeness was driving him nuts. Why did she have to do this today of all days? The day that he woke up from that dream.
"Never," he growled back as he tried to get his fingers around her arm that had his throat. It wasn't working.
"I've got you. Give in!" She said, her breath against his throat.
Didn't she know how maddening that was?
"No!" he said and tried to push her into a near by tree, only to have her twist him around and he ended up slamming his shoulder into it. She was still choking him.
Her grip increased on his throat. He was really having trouble breathing now.
"Give in!" She said.
He allowed himself to stand and he tried to grab a hold of a leg that gave briefly into view, but she quickly whipped it out of his grasp.
"You're teasing," he gasped.
She laughed.
He fell to his knees. He had to get her off of him before he went mad! Her breath on his throat was driving him nuts. He didn't care that she was choking him and that his vision was starting to go blurry around the edges. Her breath on his throat was going to send him over the edge!
"Give!" she said sharply into his ear.
"NO!" he yelled and tried to gather his energy to throw her off.
Her grip didn't even loosen!
He blinked. He had to get her off of him!
"Give!" she said.
He grunted and allowed his arms to relax at his side.
"Goten?" she said.
"No," he whispered. His vision area was now smaller. It was getting blurry. He had to think of something quick.
"I can't loose to you all the time," he gasped.
"I thought you would be used to it by now." She teased. Her voice was so soft and almost gentle sounding if the content of the words weren't so harsh.
He reached back for her. His fingers felt the cloth of a shirt for a second but it was fleeting.
"I don't like loosing," he whispered. His chest felt like it was burning. Boy, did she ever have one hell of a grip! Her hand moved across his chest, getting a firmer grip.
"Nobody does," she said. "Give."
He shook his head. He became aware of how she moved slightly to get out of the way of his long hair. It was just enough.
He moved his arm back and got a good fist full of her shirt and with his full strength, he meant to throw her off of him.
He heard the ripping sound, and then her arm released him.
He turned around and took a couple of deep breaths and then his vision returned to normal.
Then he saw that he was holding the tattered remains of what was once Soyna's shirt.
He looked over to her.
She was crouched with her knees to her chest and her face crimson red. "Give my back my shirt you freak!" She snapped. She reached out one hand to him, prompting him to throw it over at him.
He smirked. "Come and get it!" He finally had an advantage!
"That's not fair!" she glared at him. Her eyes were so full of fury and embarrassment. It was almost cute.
"Then give," he teased. He rubbed his throat. It felt good to breathe.
"No!" She snapped. "Give me back my shirt!"
He could see the black straps to a bra on her shoulders. He wondered what type of bra that she wore for training. He smirked at the thought. He knew that she would probably kill him for having those thought. Hell, she would probably kill him for having the dream that he woke up to this morning.
He took a step back. "I am not giving it back, unless you give." He waved the shirt, taunting her. It felt good to have the advantage for a change.
She was getting madder at him. He could tell. "That was a cheap move!" Her voice was harsh and bitter.
"It worked didn't it! I was about to black out you know!" he yelled at her.
"That was the whole point!" She yelled back. "I would have let go once you gave in."
"I have never given into you before, why do you think I would now," He snapped.
"Because I always won!" she said. "Now, give me back my shirt!"
"Come and get it!"
Her eyes narrowed at him. They were sparkling and they just looked amazing, but he could also see that she was planning something. What was she thinking?
"You asked for it!" she snarled.
Then she lunged at him.
He didn't really expect her to lunge at him, especially sans shirt! It was too bad that she was moving so quick.
He darted back, and put the shirt behind his back, but he saw too late to see that the shirt was not her real target.
It was his Gi.
He stood their stunned only in his boxer shorts, while she stood a few meters away waving his Gi at him. She had one arm covering her chest, but now, he could see that there was lace on that bra and see that she did have nice cleavage. He chest was moving quickly with anger. Man. He was totally amazed at how she looked. When did she get so beautiful?
"Give me my shirt back." She said.
"My Gi!" He was still stunned that she would do such a thing! He didn't even bother trying to cover himself up.
"My shirt!"
They stared at each other for a bit, each with pink cheeks and making only fleeting looks at each other.
"Draw then," he heard her whisper.
He nodded, "Draw."
"AH!"
They both turned to see Benot staring at them. He then turned and ran into the house. "OMA! VEGETA! Mom and Goten are sparing naked in the yard! Are they allowed to do that?"
His Gi was thrown back in his face and her shirt was ripped from his hands and she ran in after her son.
He stood there like an idiot.
............
A/N
There were go.
Will they get together? The big question, what will Vegeta do about them 'sparring naked'? Oh...Goten could be in for a lot of pain.
The next chapter with have more T/P for those of you who are curious...
Anyway. Keep the comments coming... Everyone likes to have their ego stroked... (**purr**)
Soyna
It seems that everyone is still enjoying it. Keep those review coming and I don't mind questions if you feel I need to clarify something. I mean, I know this story. I am writing it, there are things that I purposely leave out for later, but there are things that I probably thought that I wrote already...
Keep reading! And I will KEEP WRITING!!!
Oh, and I was watching a lot of anime recently, it is the only excuse for the end of my chapter.
It Never Ends
C-20 Dreams, Memories and a Strange Battle.
He was back in that little piece of heaven that he found in the forest. She must have taken off again. He didn't remember how he got here but he didn't mind.
Soyna was there, sitting on the soft soil, drawing pictures in the dirt with her fingers, moving around the blossoms.
He called to her but she didn't respond. Surely she felt that he was here? Didn't she know that he was right in front of her?
He sat down beside her and reached out to touch her shoulder and gave her a gentle shake, "Soyna, are you okay?"
She turned to him and her eyes sparkled brightly at him. She wasn't crying though. The sparkle was something different. "Took you long enough," she whispered. Now, he knew that he had never heard such a sultry sound come out of her lips before.
He felt her hand on his.
He was shocked. He looked back at her sparkling eyes and how soft her face looked. Her other hand reached to his neck and tugged gently on the scarf, almost as if she was checking on the scar, to see if it was still there.
He just sat there, frozen. Her touch was so warm and inviting. Was this the same Soyna? It was so surreal.
He found himself leaning into her. He so wanted to kiss her right then! She didn't stop him as their lips touched. It was like electricity was going through his body. He was kissing her and she was letting him. He hesitantly pulled back and took a breath.
She moved towards his ear and nibbled on it affectionately. He closed his eyes and allowed it. It felt so good and then...
"...OW!" He pulled away from the sharp pain only to find himself back in his room. How the hell did he get here?
"GET UP!" The loud voice of his nephew assaulted him. He was standing near the head of his bed.
"What?" he said a little disorientated. Wasn't he in the forest with Soyna? Wasn't Soyna kissing him? "What the hell?"
"Do I have to flick you again," Fry said as he made this middle finger and thumb into an offending weapon. "If you don't get up, you're going to be late. Grandma say so, so get up!"
"That hurts you know!" He said rubbing his ear. He much rather liked the thought of Soyna nibbling on it. He really liked the dream that he was having and his nephew had to ruin it for him.
"I know! Pan does it to me all the time. Grandma say's get up and you weren't listening to me. Pan wakes me up that way all the time," he said and then turned to leave the room.
He rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was in his room. The dream was so vivid. So real... of course, Soyna wouldn't be interested him in that way. He rubbed his ear again. The kiss felt so real. How her hand tugged on the bandanna that he wore around his throat. It was all so real.
It was just because he had seen her look so vulnerable for a change, which was why he was having such a disturbing, yet wonderful, dream. He never thought that she could cry. Hell, he didn't think she was capable of it. But she was, he saw the evidence on her cheeks that she tried to hide from him.
He shook his head. He was just lonely, that was all. He hadn't had a real girlfriend in a long time and it was starting to take the toll on him, which was all it was. The only girl that he saw on any regular basis now, was Soyna and she hardly really talked to him. They usually went straight to sparing and she would beat him nearly every time. He was catching up. He was learning to control his strength with the poison that haunted his system.
Maybe he had the dream because of Trunks and Pan? Probably. It wasn't so bad being single, when everyone around you is, but Trunks got himself a woman. So, Junior and himself were the only single guys left.
"Goten!" He heard his mother yell from downstairs. "You DO not want to be late!"
"I'm going to have a shower first!" he yelled back. Boy, did he need a shower and a cold one.
............
Soyna was doing the motherly thing this morning. Making sure that the boys were fed for breakfast and had enough food in their lunches. She listened to Benot complain about what a pain in the ass Goten was and how hard it was going to be to be nice to him, until he learned how to fly. She would just smile at him and pat his head.
He liked his sister like this. She was not thinking of training or the past. He liked it when she concentrated on him and the boys. Like she used too. When fighting was not all that important in their lives. When it was just himself, Soyna, and dad.
Soyna was always there for him. Making sure that he was playing with the right friends and that he wasn't getting into trouble. She was the one that made sure that he ate all his food and was at least attempting to read the books she told him too. Dad was always hiding in his lab with Grandma or off flying somewhere. He hated to admit that he never really knew his father.
Soyna and him were best friends though. They would spar once a week at least, just to stay in shape. He never had a real desire to fight, like they did. He thought his father was disappointed in that, but he didn't voice it. It was just in the way he moved sometimes.
"Junior?"
He looked up to see his sister looking at him with a concerned look on his face.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine." He said and moved some food around the plate.
"If you don't want it uncle, I will. I am still hungry," Benot said.
"How can you still be hungry! You stole my eggs!" Legen complained.
"I only stole one and you took my toast!" Benot complained back.
"Enough you two," Soyna said. They both sat down in their chairs and seethed at each other now. But they were silent. She seldom ever had to yell.
She used to yell at dad though. Especially about him leaving on the trips that he would take. They used to get into big fights. It was easier to watch them, trying to pound each other into the ground that yell at each other. Those became common until she met Brennen and then she didn't have a reason to yell anymore. She wasn't alone.
She didn't know that he had heard that last argument with Brennen.
They were yelling at each other over what Brennen had done. He didn't like to remember that day. He didn't want to ever have to tell their boys that their father had made a big mistake. He had cried that he was sorry and that it would never happen again. But she had yelled at him with such ferocity that he could hear that there were tears coming down her face. Father had just died and she had found out about Brennen and another woman. It tore her apart. Especially since she was pregnant with his children.
Krad was still their friend at this point and he came to her to comfort her in her anger.
Then the messy stuff happened.
Sometimes, he thought that she missed Brennen. Brennen had sacrificed himself to save them, when they were too weak to do anything but climb into the capsule. He was the one that punched the buttons and was dragged out as the lid closed. He didn't really know if she forgave him for that indiscretion of his, or if she was still mad about trusting Krad.
She always talked highly of him to the boys, but he didn't know how she really felt about him.
Soyna put a hand on his shoulder. "Stop thinking about that stuff. Only one of us needs to have those nightmares." Her voice was a whisper as she said this. She didn't want the boys to ever know about those times.
How did she know?
"Eat and go to school. Can you take the boys?" She said.
He nodded.
"Good."
"Soyna?" he said. "Did you sleep last night?"
"Some," she said.
"Mom! Benot is kicking me!" Legen yelled.
"That was my juice!"
"You weren't drinking it!"
He looked at her. He can not ever remember her looking rested since they arrived here. She never relaxed, only by force and then, it just wasn't pleasant. It was usually because she was hurt so bad that she couldn't make herself to move. She just wouldn't rest, no matter how he begged her too. Did the nightmares haunt her that much? Did she relive those days every night? He hoped not. It wasn't her fault. It was just what Krad had planned and it ruined them all.
"I was thirsty!"
"Then fill your own glass!"
"MOM!" Both yelled.
Soyna silently filled up the two empty glasses. "Quit fighting," she said simply. She patted each of the boys on their heads to stop whatever they planned to yell at each other next. "I am thankful that I have you two in separate classes. I would hate to be called into your school every second day."
He ate the rest of his breakfast and then struggled to get his nephews ready for school.
............
Vegeta waited until the noisy brats left the kitchen before he walked in. Soyna was sitting by herself.
"You should really let me start training them. They are more than ready to start to learn," he said. Those two had enough aggression, just towards each other, that they would learn quickly.
"I don't want them training," she said simply as she ate from her plate of fruit. "You know that well enough."
"Benot has expressed interest," he said.
"Benot gets in enough trouble," she said. She wasn't even looking at him.
"But you will allow him to learn to fly?" He scoffed, "by that fool Goten."
"Goten has no patience with Benot. They will end up feuding in no time and the lesson will be stopped quickly enough. Most likely with Benot being dropped from a rather ridiculous height, very much like you did to him." She said. "Are we training this morning, or have you come to just bug me about by boys and their lack of training?"
He humped.
Thee boys should have started training a long time ago. They would not reach their potential if they did not start training early. He knew that would not be as strong as their mother was. Their Saiyian blood was to thin for that, but he did not want them to be like weak humans. He did not want his bloodline to be like the other weak humans on the planet. It was bad enough that they were born without tails.
He knew that she had started training a young age. She had told him. He thought her children should be training also. She just accused him of wanting someone that he could beat.
"How much longer are you going to take eating," he growled at her.
She shrugged. "Not much," she said. She was taking her time on purpose, trying to get him angry so that he couldn't concentrate on her when they were fighting. She had been doing that a lot lately. Finding ways to upset him in one way or another. The most upsetting was all the time that she spent training with Goten instead of him!
............
Goten felt the pressure of her arm on his throat. He couldn't shake her off of him. He was beginning to regret brushing off his studies to spar with her.
"Come on!" she baited from her spot behind him.
She was choking him but at the same time, he really didn't mind this new attack of hers. She was pressed right up against his back. One of her arm was pressed against his throat, cutting off his breath. The other was placed across his chest to hold her place securely there. Her chin was on his shoulder and he could feel her breath on his neck.
Thought of that dream came back to him and it was hard to concentrate on what to do. Breathing was getting harder, but at the same time, he didn't mind the feeling of Soyna trying to hang on as they flew violently around the yard. He tried to bash her off, but she would flip him around so that he would get the brunt of the hit.
"Give in," she whispered into his ear.
Her closeness was driving him nuts. Why did she have to do this today of all days? The day that he woke up from that dream.
"Never," he growled back as he tried to get his fingers around her arm that had his throat. It wasn't working.
"I've got you. Give in!" She said, her breath against his throat.
Didn't she know how maddening that was?
"No!" he said and tried to push her into a near by tree, only to have her twist him around and he ended up slamming his shoulder into it. She was still choking him.
Her grip increased on his throat. He was really having trouble breathing now.
"Give in!" She said.
He allowed himself to stand and he tried to grab a hold of a leg that gave briefly into view, but she quickly whipped it out of his grasp.
"You're teasing," he gasped.
She laughed.
He fell to his knees. He had to get her off of him before he went mad! Her breath on his throat was driving him nuts. He didn't care that she was choking him and that his vision was starting to go blurry around the edges. Her breath on his throat was going to send him over the edge!
"Give!" she said sharply into his ear.
"NO!" he yelled and tried to gather his energy to throw her off.
Her grip didn't even loosen!
He blinked. He had to get her off of him!
"Give!" she said.
He grunted and allowed his arms to relax at his side.
"Goten?" she said.
"No," he whispered. His vision area was now smaller. It was getting blurry. He had to think of something quick.
"I can't loose to you all the time," he gasped.
"I thought you would be used to it by now." She teased. Her voice was so soft and almost gentle sounding if the content of the words weren't so harsh.
He reached back for her. His fingers felt the cloth of a shirt for a second but it was fleeting.
"I don't like loosing," he whispered. His chest felt like it was burning. Boy, did she ever have one hell of a grip! Her hand moved across his chest, getting a firmer grip.
"Nobody does," she said. "Give."
He shook his head. He became aware of how she moved slightly to get out of the way of his long hair. It was just enough.
He moved his arm back and got a good fist full of her shirt and with his full strength, he meant to throw her off of him.
He heard the ripping sound, and then her arm released him.
He turned around and took a couple of deep breaths and then his vision returned to normal.
Then he saw that he was holding the tattered remains of what was once Soyna's shirt.
He looked over to her.
She was crouched with her knees to her chest and her face crimson red. "Give my back my shirt you freak!" She snapped. She reached out one hand to him, prompting him to throw it over at him.
He smirked. "Come and get it!" He finally had an advantage!
"That's not fair!" she glared at him. Her eyes were so full of fury and embarrassment. It was almost cute.
"Then give," he teased. He rubbed his throat. It felt good to breathe.
"No!" She snapped. "Give me back my shirt!"
He could see the black straps to a bra on her shoulders. He wondered what type of bra that she wore for training. He smirked at the thought. He knew that she would probably kill him for having those thought. Hell, she would probably kill him for having the dream that he woke up to this morning.
He took a step back. "I am not giving it back, unless you give." He waved the shirt, taunting her. It felt good to have the advantage for a change.
She was getting madder at him. He could tell. "That was a cheap move!" Her voice was harsh and bitter.
"It worked didn't it! I was about to black out you know!" he yelled at her.
"That was the whole point!" She yelled back. "I would have let go once you gave in."
"I have never given into you before, why do you think I would now," He snapped.
"Because I always won!" she said. "Now, give me back my shirt!"
"Come and get it!"
Her eyes narrowed at him. They were sparkling and they just looked amazing, but he could also see that she was planning something. What was she thinking?
"You asked for it!" she snarled.
Then she lunged at him.
He didn't really expect her to lunge at him, especially sans shirt! It was too bad that she was moving so quick.
He darted back, and put the shirt behind his back, but he saw too late to see that the shirt was not her real target.
It was his Gi.
He stood their stunned only in his boxer shorts, while she stood a few meters away waving his Gi at him. She had one arm covering her chest, but now, he could see that there was lace on that bra and see that she did have nice cleavage. He chest was moving quickly with anger. Man. He was totally amazed at how she looked. When did she get so beautiful?
"Give me my shirt back." She said.
"My Gi!" He was still stunned that she would do such a thing! He didn't even bother trying to cover himself up.
"My shirt!"
They stared at each other for a bit, each with pink cheeks and making only fleeting looks at each other.
"Draw then," he heard her whisper.
He nodded, "Draw."
"AH!"
They both turned to see Benot staring at them. He then turned and ran into the house. "OMA! VEGETA! Mom and Goten are sparing naked in the yard! Are they allowed to do that?"
His Gi was thrown back in his face and her shirt was ripped from his hands and she ran in after her son.
He stood there like an idiot.
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A/N
There were go.
Will they get together? The big question, what will Vegeta do about them 'sparring naked'? Oh...Goten could be in for a lot of pain.
The next chapter with have more T/P for those of you who are curious...
Anyway. Keep the comments coming... Everyone likes to have their ego stroked... (**purr**)
Soyna