Chapter Thirty-Two
All Is Forgiven
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Marissa walked to Garth's side towards the front of the stage after he'd finished speaking. Dozens and dozens of Saiyans stood there, starring up at them. Marissa felt slightly nervous at the feeling of everyone starring up at her and Garth, but immediately got over it from the anger and hatred to the tyrant of Planet Vegeta building up to a boiling point inside of her. She straightened up and stood proudly at the front of the stage. Garth raised a hand to the crowd to quiet the murmurs before Marissa spoke into the mic,
"This is it, everyone… Today, we take on Planet Vegeta, your home, and we bring its tyrant down. Earth has suffered long enough… and I think there's nothing more to suffer for. If he doesn't care about you, than he most certainly doesn't care about us…"
She paused, letting it all set in.
"No more will this shit go on; no more will we all suffer; no more will we stand back like cowards and just watch as all our families, brothers, sisters and friends die! No more…!"
She gripped the mic harder.
"Bare you fangs, sharpen your claws, prepare yourselves… for you will never forget this day… This will go on no further; the King… will… DIE!"
The crowd cheered angrily, filled with hate and lust for blood. The King was going to die, and it'd be by the hand of his own people. Garth grinned wickedly down at Marissa as she brought the whole crowd to their feet, stomping and shouting; pumping their fists in the air and howling out. He was so proud of her; and so in love.
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Marissa laid quietly in the living as Garth stood in the middle of the room, watching her as she slept soundly. His eyes burned red and bright; cat-like and fearful. He stepped closer to her, feeling the heat of her small body beginning to warm his own. He stepped closer, reaching out towards her face. Her eyes slowly began to peak open as she sensed something wrong in her sleep. She awoke to see the hand of the Saiyan nearing her face. She screamed and shot up on the couch. Garth backed up suddenly, nervous he did something wrong.
"G-Garth… what are you doing here?"
Garth didn't speak; he just looked down and nervously swallowed the lump in the back of his throat.
"Garth…?"
"I…"
He paused, glanced up, eyes still red.
"I'm sorry… I'm so… so sorry…"
Marissa got up and ran over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. He flinched and didn't move, not even to hug her back. He was hesitant to touch her when suddenly; she jumped up higher and wrapped her arms around his neck. She giggled slightly, but Garth didn't really know how to react. She dropped down and stepped back slightly. She grinned; a crooked smile and spoke,
"I don't care… I forgive you, whatever, Garth… I'm just happy you're back… It felt like seven centuries had passed since you left. I was worried you weren't going to come back…"
"Marissa…"
He breathed in heavily, trying to calm himself in the situation and just talk to her.
"Marissa, I…"
He was immediately cut off by her grabbing the top of his shirt and pulled him down to her level and locking her lips on his. His eyes were wide with astonishment and confusion. The red slowly dissipated and slowly began to turn between a mix of gold and silver. He slowly closed them and just relaxed, letting the kiss happen. She broke off and breathed heavily, quietly speaking,
"Just shut up, you douche-bag… I missed you so much…"
Garth smiled slyly and kissed her again, dropping to a knee and held her face gently; she giggled during their kiss, which made him stop and chuckle slightly, too.
"I'm so sorry; I promise I'll never scare you like that again…!"
"Garth, you saved my life… I just… wasn't expecting what I saw that night… and I know it was only like three days ago or something like that, but…"
"Shhh…"
He interrupted her and hugged her.
"I won't leave alone ever again… That was so stupid of me… Anyone could've found you and taken you away… or worse…"
"Oh… whatever…"
Marissa pushed him away playfully and grinned,
"I would've walked it off, remember?"
He laughed and looked away. Marissa knew it'd take time, but they had had some time to think about it and the more Marissa thought about what had happened that evening, the more… cool she thought it was. She only heard about all the death the Saiyans had caused, but had never seen it for herself until that moment. It was the first time she'd seen not one, but three people… or Saiyans… die all in one sitting. It was terrifying, but also pretty awesome in her book. Garth saved her life, and only hours after the first time she'd ever made love with a man before. It was a remarkable experience and a crazy evening. All she cared about now, though, was Garth just staying with her from now on.
He picked her up, making her squeak slightly in excitement as she wasn't expecting it, began to kiss her and carried her into her bedroom.
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A few days later, Marissa and Garth were out, venturing to where Regina once was when they were suddenly stopped. Marissa looked at Garth, wondering what he was dong as he turned down another street and approaching a small group of Saiyans. Marissa immediately tensed nervously. She swallowed hard when Garth grabbed one of their arms and spun the Saiyan around. Their eyes locked and instantly, the other smiled as though he hadn't seen the guy in years.
"Oh, fuck, Reey, man! How's it going?! Shit, where the hell have you been?"
They hugged like 'bros' and Garth chuckled, patting the other's back. The others stood and were all smiling. He obviously knew them and was friends with them, so Marissa tried her best to be brave and slowly took a few more steps towards where they all were.
"Damn, it's been forever since I've seen you guys…"
They all smiled and hugged him, taking turns to hug their 'bro', when they all stopped and stared at Marissa. She stopped dead in her tracks, worried that she wasn't supposed to go near or something. Garth glanced back and smiled cheerfully.
"Relax guys, she's with me…"
Garth approached her and wrapped his arm around her. She made a face at him for acting so sappy in front of these 'dudes' of his. She rolled her eyes and one of the four laughed.
"Well, she's pretty nice looking, General… So, how much did you pay for this one?"
He slowly approached Marissa's side and leaned down to her level. She gripped onto Garth side, getting nervous; she knew these assholes were just teasing, but they're still Saiyans. He glanced over her neck and jaw line and then looked up at Garth.
"No teeth-marks… Interesting… So, what are you waiting for Reey, a full-moon or something?"
This time, Garth rolled his eyes and replied,
"No… I just don't want to make her my mate is all… We're just 'friends'."
He said while putting an emphasis on 'friends'. Marissa tugged away from him and then sighed as she began to walk ahead of the rest of them. They all stood still as they watched her storm sarcastically off.
"Aw, come on, baby girl… I didn't mean it…!"
They all chuckled as they; too, all knew that Garth was purposely teasing her now that he had an audience of loser friends. She rolled her eyes again and turned around, sassily speaking,
"Come on already, you douche-bags… I want to go get something to eat…!"
She turned back and continued to walk as they slowly followed laughing at her attitude and vocabulary.
"Oh, you got a nice one, Garthshin… She's definitely a keeper!"
Garth chuckled and fist-bumped the one who'd said that. As they all continued walking, Marissa couldn't help but slow her pace so that they'd catch up. She grinned and Garth and began teasing him about having a small dick and shit like that. He grabbed her and began tickling her as the others watched and laughed at them, seeing the bond that they shared. Eventually, Marissa was up on Garth's shoulders, just because she wanted a piggy-back ride. (Lazy women are lazy.)
They approached a huge tent-like structure, probably almost the size of a freakin' football field, set up and could hear tons of voices and laughter and yelling coming from inside. Garth talked with his friends until they arrived and then her lifted her up and off and set her down to her own two feet.
"Listen Marissa, when we walk in there, if everyone stares, just know… it's not a big deal… Okay?"
Marissa chuckled slightly, not really knowing how to take in what he'd just said.
"He-he; why would everyone stare…?"
She said as he flipped open the opening and saw the dozens and dozens of Saiyans all sitting at tables, eating, talking, and basically just camping out there. The whole place almost went dead silent the second they walked in and everyone stared at them. Garth leaned down to her ear slowly,
"…Because you're the only human here… not to mention the only girl…"
Marissa's eyes went wide with worry and then everyone stood and began cheering and raising their firsts. Marissa was immediately confused. Garth raised his hands to their praise to calm everyone.
"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT; CALM DOWN, EVERYONE!"
Marissa looked up at him in confusion and he slyly looked down at her and said cockily,
"They were all starring at me, dumb-shit… You think it's all about you all the time…!"
Marissa frowned at him for tricking her and the other playfully nudged her to just take the joke. She did and began to laugh. They all began to walk through the Saiyans beginning to crowd them. Marissa naturally grabbed onto the back of Garth's shirt. He chuckled, feeling her struggle to stay near him.
"Okay, calm down, seriously, I can only handle so much praise, guys! Geez…!"
Marissa stared up at the back of his head with a curiously strange look on her face. She'd never seen this really cocky side of Garth before. Maybe because of all the praise or something, or it just being surrounded by so many of his own kind; she didn't know what it was, but he was certainly different than just days before. The only other times she'd seen him kind of acting like this was when they were having sex. It was weird.
He talked to several Saiyans all through the evening while getting food and drinks for himself and Marissa. They sat side-by-side at the head table that was assigned directly to him.
"Welcome back, General… A lot of us were starting to think you bailed on the mission…"
Garth's brow furrowed, but he kept that cocky grin on his face and replied,
"Oh, please, General Garthshin Reey does not bail on missions… You should all be ashamed of yourselves if any of you little cocks thought that…!"
They all laughed and cheered him on some more. Marissa couldn't stop smiling that whole time. She'd gotten over her fear of the Saiyans completely and was actually talking to a few of them throughout the rest of the afternoon, going into the later evening. She made fun of Garth and Garth made fun of her. It was like watching a comedy show to the Saiyans. It was weird at first that Marissa was the only human there, but she wasn't the only female; there were female Saiyans here and there throughout the dozens and dozens of them. She was so happy and she was really hoping that all mealtimes would be that exciting, that fun, that funny, and that enjoyable for each and every time to come.
"So, Garthshin, heard through the grapevine, a few nights ago you kind of… lost it…"
Garth's face went blank and then everyone at their table suddenly went silent. Garth cleared his throat and tried to act cool about the question,
"Yeah… what about it…?"
The guys looked at one another and around and then back to Garth and the one who'd asked he the question leaned in near him and whispered,
"Umm… We all heard that you had killed three Saiyans… Three of us… Is that true?"
Garth stayed silent momentarily and glanced out the corner of his eye at Marissa, who was staying silent, waiting for Garth to speak.
"Um, well… Yes, it's true… but, I had a very good reason for my actions…"
They all stared curious, but then instantly realized it was Marissa; he was probably trying to protect her. A few of them relaxed and kind of grinned slightly.
"Oh, I get it… You were protecting your woman there… That was it, wasn't it?"
Garth nodded and proceeded to sip his drink. Marissa continued to eat while watching the men talk.
"The guy that told us all of this said that he saw you almost transform completely… He said your eyes were completely white… and that you tore them apart…!"
Everyone's eyes were wide with astonishment. They knew their leader was powerful as fuck, but could he actually take three Saiyans on and literally tear them apart?! Marissa watched as Garth's facial expression went slightly sourer remembering that night so she decided to step in.
"Hey, guys…!"
Their eyes travelled in her direction and Garth was off the hook. He mentally thanked her as he stood up from the table and excused himself to go to the washroom.
"Did you guys know that I heard through 'the grapevine' that human women, like me, find that the Saiyans are more attractive and sexy than scary…?"
The all grinned momentarily until she continued with,
"Oh, well, not you guys, but you know… others…"
"Hey…!"
Half of them spoke in unison at that moment and then they all laughed. Marissa was glad she got Garth off the hook. She knew he wasn't going to want to discuss that night; if he even remembered half of what even went down. It was crazy, but she was over it now and he should be soon, too. She laughed with the guys as they continued to talk shit about one another throughout the meal. Garth soon returned and joined back in, now in a much better mood; the vibe he gave off now was relaxed and confident; just the way she wanted him to be. She smiled up at him and he grinned down at her, reaching under the table and slowly putting a hand over the top of her thigh, completely covering almost all of it. She froze and tried to keep and calm, collective face, but she was struggling to as Garth teasingly squeezing her skin, ever so slowly inching his way down into her inner thigh. She blushed terribly and lied to the guys when they asked, saying how she was just thinking about the first time she'd ever had a 'crush' on someone. They all started telling their overly-exaggerated stories, distracting them from herself and Garth, obviously giving off the signal that he was horny. She slapped his hand away from under the table and the next thing she felt was the tingle of fur slowly rubbing the small of her back. She didn't want to turn around and swat it away or grab it because she didn't want to draw attention to herself with these insanely horny dudes all around. She glared up at Garth and he cheerfully leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, whispering,
"You know I just tease you, right?"
She glared, half frowning, half smiling and playfully punched his arm. They laughed and resumed eating, finishing up their meals and heading off to bed. Garth, of course, was allowed a private room, near the far back and took Marissa with. The guys all grinned wickedly as they walked into their private bedroom and they all teasingly said 'goodnight' in a very sarcastic tone, knowing that they weren't going to bed anytime soon.
Garth grabbed Marissa and pulled her in, kissing her and pushing her towards the bed. He began to pull her clothes off faster than she could process. He pushed her down on the bed and pulled his jacket and shirt off, going to go and undo his belt.
"Garth…! What the hell are you doing?!"
He chuckled at her attempting to be quiet with her angry, feminine voice.
"Making you mine again… What else does it look like?"
She frowned and moved to a sitting position away from him on the opposite side of the bed.
"Garth, maybe I didn't want to have sex, did you ever think of that?"
Garth's smile began to slowly get smaller, but was still slightly there. He chuckled under his breath and undid his belt, pulling it off and holding it taught in his hands, almost it a threatening kind of gesture.
"He-he; oh, you can't say no to me… What are you, chicken?!"
Marissa frowned more. She knew he was just playing and trying to get her worked up for a laugh from the guys just outside the door, probably listening in on everything their saying.
"Fuck off, you dumbass. I'm tired, and I'm going to sleep… good-night…!"
Garth stared at her, grinning and slowly stepping closer to the bed; stopping right at the edge. Marissa turned around and laid down, tucking herself in and forcing herself to close her eyes. Garth thought for a moment and decided more teasing was in order. He crawled onto the bed and lay down on his back, putting his arms behind his head, relaxed.
"Fine, goodnight…"
Marissa quietly growled at the cockiness in his voice and he, again, laughed quietly under his breath.
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Minutes later, right when Marissa was finally starting to drift off, Garth rolled onto his side towards her and wrapped his arm around her. His tail fell upon her leg and began to rub and flick, like a cat's.
"Garth…"
She whispered grumpily. He didn't respond; obviously trying to fake sleeping. She tried to push him away, but he just tightened himself protectively on her. She relaxed slightly, thinking maybe he was asleep. She then relaxed herself completely and then that was when she felt what she didn't want to feel; him, pressing into the backs of her upper thighs. She flinched and tried to move away, but it was no use.
'Whatever, he's just having some smut dream or something…'
She tried to ignore it, but it didn't help that he was breathing hotly onto her neck and slowly began to lick small, little licks along her skin. She clenched her teeth together, trying desperately to ignore him. He moved to her ear and nipped at her earlobe. She flinched and tried desperately to move, but she simply couldn't. He was like a boa constrictor; wrapped around her in a tight embrace. His body was warming up drastically and she didn't know how much more of this she could handle. She didn't want to give in to Garth's stupid desires, but she, too, wanted to really badly and she figured, at that point, Garth knew it himself.
"I can smell you…"
He purred into her ear. She shivered, trying to push her face down into the pillow as far away from him as possible. He chuckled and pulled her arm, turning her more towards him and he climbed over her. She was about to give up, starring up into his glowing golden eyes.
"Garth, I…"
She was cut off by his lips pressing into hers softly. He slowly parted them, deepening the kiss and let it last a good, long minute before breaking it off.
"Marissa…"
He felt a hand over her flat stomach and she froze to his touch. Garth was about to do something he hadn't truly done with Marissa. He'd kind-of done it the first time they'd had sex, but he didn't go full out. He was going to hypnotize her; to see if it could work, and if he'd be able to snap her out of it as well. His eyes burned into crimson and his pupils thinned out.
He whispered in his native language into her ear and then suddenly, she was gone; her eyes wide like she was in a trance. He moved back to see her face when he was immediately bombarded with her face buried into his neck, running kisses all over his skin.
"Oh… f-fuck…"
He purred lowly through gritted teeth. He immediately felt powerless and so overwhelmed with emotions. His eyes fell back to gold as he rolled them both over so she was on top. She continued to kiss him momentarily but then, suddenly realized what was happening. She moved back to an upright position on top of Garth's waist, straddling him. They both were wide-eyed and in disbelief.
"What the hell just happened? I don't even remember moving on top of you… What the shit…?"
Garth shook his head and exhaled deeply,
"I don't know what the fuck just happened… I thought I'd try something different, and it worked… very well I must say…!"
He breathed heavily while he shrugged and shot her a cocky grin. She frowned slightly but couldn't get herself to move off of the Saiyan.
"What did you do… and why do I feel so… so…?"
"So turned on…?"
Garth finished for her and chuckled lightly, smiling more sincerely all of a sudden.
"I tried a douche-y thing… and you have every right to be mad, but I want you so badly right now… I couldn't help myself…"
Marissa didn't understand, but her mind was in shambles; she couldn't think clearly. She couldn't take it. She didn't know why she felt so horny, but frankly, she didn't really care anymore. She just decided 'fuck it' and fell down to Garth's face and kissed him. Garth tensed briefly, not expecting that reaction from her.
"You know what? I don't fucking care!"
Garth laughed quietly and put and hand around the back of her neck.
"Fuck, you're the greatest chick I've ever met!"
Marissa laughed and kissed him again.
"Shut up, you fucking woman and show what you've got under that dress of yours before I introduce you to the back of my hand…!"
Garth smiled wildly and growled, rolling them over again; making Marissa burst out giggling like crazy from her teasing and egging him on.
"Oh, I'll show you the back of my hand, except it'll be across that pretty, little ass of yours…!"
Marissa laughed more as Garth, though sexually threatening her, began to tickle her drastically while kissing and nipping at one side of her neck. None of this was new, though. Marissa and Garth had been like this ever since their last round of fun. They decided sex would be even more fun by threatening and insulting one another, and it sure as hell worked. (At least between them it did)
After she was almost completely out of breath, he tore away the last of their clothes and began to play and tease and egg her on more. They progressively got louder with laughing and taunting one another so the others were now up and awake to hear everything. All the guys sat up and listened like the complete perverts they were. Garth and Marissa relaxed themselves and passionately got into what they both truly wanted, and made love.
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Hours later, they woke up and when Garth got up, leaving Marissa to sleep longer, he opened the door and saw all the guys sitting in their bunks staring and grinning at him. None of them clapped and cheered or anything; they just stared, nodding and grinned like idiots. Garth rolled his eyes and grinned back. They all began to chuckled and quietly rooted him, knowing he'd be pissed if they woke his woman up from her slumber after their long, passionate night of none-stop, sweat-glistening sex. Marissa laid relaxed and sore in bed, sleepily trying to go back to sleep after waking up to the sounds of Garth's buddies and comrades quietly cheering him on for fucking a woman.
'Wow, quite the achievement… Losers…'
She giggled under her breath and got herself comfy again and fell back to sleep to nap for a portion of the morning.
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Two weeks passed by, and Marissa was now pretty close with not only the guys Garth was friends with, but the whole clan. She was in a very high position among them all. Despite being a human female, they all treated her with great respect, but were also pretty decent 'bro's' and friends to hang out with. Next to being a General, she was basically the new supreme ruler, alongside Garth on Earth now; whatever they said went, and Marissa never felt happier or so powerful in her whole life. She had so much control, but she strictly told Garth that she didn't want to out her people, so instead of killing the humans like they had been doing until Garth came back, the united and allowed humans to become soldiers and work with them. Garth praised Marissa for being so confident, telling her that now she officially knew what it felt like to rule a world. Garth was so happy that he wanted to celebrate, but not where they were; it had to be somewhere exotic and bad-ass. He asked one of his buddies and they told him that there was the world's biggest club set up in a little place called 'London'.
Marissa lost it when she heard and, though Garth wanted it to be a surprise, he didn't really care. She was so thrilled; he couldn't wait until they got there. He assigned for his four closest comrades to come with while the others stayed back to watch over for rebels and traitors and keep working on repairing some of the fleet ships. Garth wanted to take Marissa into space, but also wanted to be able to bring his clan and all the humans left on Earth with. It would be a remarkable experience; another thing he couldn't wait for, but it was going to have to wait until they got the fleet ships fixed. They flew over the ocean, using their energy to make force-fields around them to fly at ridiculously fast speeds; to get there within minutes. When Marissa could see the glow of bright, colorful lights over the horizon, she knew that she was in for the time of her life.
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When they arrived in London, lights and the sounds of laughter of humans and Saiyans alike echoed throughout the streets. Marissa stared in awe of how beautiful London looked. Garth grinned as he glanced over his shoulder to see Marissa's reaction. He chuckled and began to descend downward. Marissa gripped her arms around his neck tight and they soon landed down on a street. People and Saiyans walked around them and they made their way through the crowd. Marissa got off Garth's back and grabbed his arm so she wouldn't be separated from him. he grinned at her again and she smiled slightly, blushing. The guys chuckled at her reaction and continued down the street towards a huge, lit up building. Marissa could feel the vibrations of bass and the faint sound of muffled music coming from inside the building. Two huge Saiyans stood outside the doorway, like bodyguards or something. They stopped Garth by holding out an arm, blocking him.
"Hold it… ID, man… Come on…"
Garth pulled out his ID badge from his belt and flashed it at them with a sly grin on his face. They both stared at him, almost in shock and immediately stepped aside. Garth turned back to Marissa and the guys and said,
"Come on, let's go have some fun!"
Marissa smiled wildly and ran inside dragging Garth with. The guys chuckled and followed in after. The booming of the music became louder and louder and when they walked into the main room, hundreds of people, humans and Saiyans were partying and jamming out to the music. Marissa almost squealed when they walked in for one of her most favorite songs of all time came on, immediately reminding her of me; Anaconda by Nicki Manaj.
'My Anaconda don't...!
My Anaconda don't...!
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun…!'
"OH, YEAH, BABY, THIS IS IT!"
Garth laughed at her as she jumped and squealed about the song playing and turned to the bar to his left and ordered a drink. Marissa ran up next to him and ordered an entire bottle of Fireball whiskey just for herself. Garth looked at her like she was a totally different person. He hadn't seen her like this at all ever. She opened her bottle and started to drink. Garth drank his drink and decided 'fuck it', and ordered his own bottle as well. Half a bottle later, Marissa grabbed Garth and pulled him towards the dance floor. Garth was hesitant, but immediately downed his bottle, smashed it and howled out in complete excitement like he was about the fuck shit up. He sure as hell did when they got out there.
'By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals,
Come through and fuck 'em in my automobile,
Let him eat it with his grills,
He keep telling me to chill,
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal.
He said he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab
So I pulled up in the Jag, and I hit 'em with the jab like...
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun…!'
The floor was crammed at first with so many people, so they naturally had to sloppily dance together barely an inch apart from one another.
The song played out and a few more came on, but then one in particular that his friends happened to have known came on and decided it was time to 'bro-down'. Bottoms Up by Trey Songz came on and they grabbed Garth by the shoulder and yelled at him to dance, and, again, they sure as fucking hell did. Marissa, now completely drunk, laughed her ass off at them when they all started to dance, completely taking over the dance-floor; with Garth in front and the other at his sides.
'Bottoms up bottoms up, up…!
Ay what's in ya cup?
Got a couple bottles,
But a couple ain't enough.
Bottoms up bottoms up, up…!
Throw ya hands up…!
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up…!
Bottoms up bottoms up, up…!
Pocket full of green…!
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans.
Bottoms up bottoms up, up…!
Throw yo hands up…!
Bottoms up, up; bottoms up, up; bottoms up, up; up, up, bottoms…!'
Things had escalated to a thousand the second they walked in and now, things were about to get even crazier.
Three girls; all Marissa's age approached her and decided to start dancing with her. Marissa obliged them and danced with them. The played out for what seemed forever and then, once it ended, Garth turned and saw Marissa dancing, and it wasn't like anything he'd ever seen before; the way she was moving, swaying and stepping. The way she moved her arms, legs, shoulders; the way she curved her back and neck. She looked incredible. He stared at her, immediately getting attention from his buddies, picking on him all drunkenly, trying to get him to go over to her, but he decided against it and decided he wanted even more attention. He ran and jumped up onto the bar, demanding the hardest liquor they had. The bartender brought a bottle of EverClear over. Garth cracked it open and Marissa saw him out the corner of her eye. She gasped as did the girls she was with. His friends all started to chant,
"CHUG, CHUG, CHUG…!"
Garth started to down the entire bottle. Marissa stared at him as if he were about to die, but no, instead, the last drop went down his throat and he smashed to bottle into the wall and screamed out like another howl; all his friends cheering him on.
'God, he's crazy with his friends! Jesus!'
He jumped down off of the bar and slowly approached Marissa, grinning wildly and his face red from the heat of the alcohol.
"I can't believe you just did that…!"
Garth laughed and grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the girls she was dancing with.
"Oh… d-don't play s-so coy… I know what you want me to do…!"
Marissa giggled at Garth's drunken, slurring talk.
"What…?"
"He-he; you know… This…!"
Garth pulled her closer, to the point of their bodies completely touching. He leaned down attempting to kiss her, but the three other women all stepped in and pulled her back.
"Hey, tough guy, leave our girl alone… She doesn't want you…"
Garth knew that they were teasing him. He grinned and cockily said,
"Well, I d-don't suppose we c-can't share… He-he; what do you say, ladies?"
Marissa laughed as the other giggled all girly and teasingly punched Garth's arm.
"Shut up, Garth… You're drunk…!"
Garth laughed, stumbling slightly and pointed right in her face,
"So are you, my pretty…!"
The three other girls all giggled at them and one pushed Marissa into Garth all drunkenly.
"So, this is the guy you were talking about? He-he; he's cute…!"
Marissa blushed terribly and looked down when suddenly Garth pulled her up and kissed her cheek.
"Awww; thanks… Marissa, your new friends are so nice!"
Marissa laughed and tried to push away, but he wouldn't let go.
"He-he; hey, why don't we all go and dance…?"
Marissa stared at them like they were crazy, but then Garth pulled her away from the bar and towards the dance-floor.
"Come on, babe; it'll be fun…!"
Marissa was stunned for a small second when Garth had spoke; he'd never called her a name like that before, other than the few times he teased her with his friends around. It was still weird to hear those words come from his mouth.
The girls all giggling followed them and the music began to play another song, booming loudly. Marissa's heart began to race faster, feeling all the hot, sweaty bodies of people and Saiyans alike, dancing and moving together. Garth held her by her waist once they were pretty much in the dead-center of the crammed crowd and pulled her in closer. The girls all danced together, grinding and touching one another. Marissa's head was just spinning like crazy at this point. She turned from Garth when the girls pulled her away again and she suddenly felt more relaxed; dancing with them. She danced to the beat until she suddenly frozen, feeling Garth grinding up behind her. She felt him breathe on the side of her neck and grab at her hips. The girls saw the shocked and almost uneasy expression on her face and decided it was time for her to loosen up a little more. One of the three approached her and started to randomly start kissing her without any warning.
When Garth glanced up, his eyes went wide with amazement and he was stunned; his eyes burning between a mix of gold and green and his pupils grew in interest at what he was witnessing. The other two girls went around Marissa to Garth and began to grind up all over him. He, of course like any other guy, didn't mind. He responded to them extremely positively and Marissa had the time of her life, making out with this gorgeous blonde she barely even knew.
The night dragged on and several guys tried hitting on her and the other girls but they'd always playfully tell them off or Garth would be there to guard them like a drunken hound-dog. They drank and danced and partied like there was no tomorrow.
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Marissa stumbled out with Garth half carrying her and the other guys slowly followed; one flirting and practically half-carrying one of the other girls Marissa was dancing with all night. Garth stopped and turned Marissa to him and kissed her with as much passion as he could give. She responded with kissing him back and then, when he slowly broke it off, he leaned down to her ear, now sober enough to make complete, non-slurring sentences,
"Tomorrow… I promise I'll take you into space… Tomorrow will be the day…"
She giggled and hugged him. He chuckled and hugged her back, suddenly feeling the warm, wet sensation of her puking against his shoulder. He flinched slightly and rolled his eyes.
"Humans… Can't ever hold your liquor now, can you?"
He teased, and moved aside, holding her up and pulling her hair out of the way as she emptied her stomach of all the toxins.
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After they managed to fly back, with the guys all using what little energy they had to created force-fields around themselves, they landed and walked back to the base where the rest were. Marissa was passed out in Garth's arms and the others pushed and nudged one another all drunk and shit, laughing and joking around. They headed off to bed to sleep it off for the next twenty-four hours. When they finally came to, everyone was eager to hear about their little party adventure. Garth changed into some new clothes and set out some new ones for Marissa as well. Marissa was still dealing with a massive hang-over and little memory of what happened the previous night. Garth thought it was funny, but decided to fill her in on the majority of what he knew happened.
The day passed slowly and everyone was relaxed, enjoying themselves, and chatting, when suddenly Garth's scouter started to beep. One of the guys brought it over quickly, interrupting everyone's conversation and said,
"General Reey, its King Vegeta… Apparently it's an urgent message…"
Garth's face went paler as he quickly stood and grabbed it, putting it on and answering.
"Hello, King Vegeta…?"
"Yes… General Garthshin Reey, how have you been? I haven't spoken with you in a while now…"
Garth swallowed nervously for the King's voice sounding lower and more sinister, as if he were about to kill someone. It unnerved Garth momentarily, but he tried to brush it off, not wanting his good mood to go; he glanced back at the group and Marissa, and then continued to speak,
"Uhh… yeah, so umm… wh-what's this urgent message that I've been informed of?"
The King grinned slightly and lowly spoke,
"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to know how your purge of Earth's been going… Have you been having fun?"
Garth chuckled slightly,
"He-he; uhh… yeah, met up with the crew again… We've been having a blast, you know, killing… It's great."
Marissa rolled her eyes, as did many of them.
"Good, I'm glad… Listen, if there's anything you need, just let me know… I'll call you back in a few hours, alright?"
The King spoke to Garth as though he was his own child. Garth sighed and replied,
"Okay… thanks, sir… I'm sure there will be a few things I'll need…"
The King smiled more and said,
"Surely… dein-fal…"
Garth grinned,
"Good-bye…"
He ended the call and looked back at the crew and Marissa stood and asked,
"Garth, is everything alright? What'd he say?"
Garth smiled sincerely and spoke as he walked back over.
"Don't worry; it's nothing to worry about… Now, where were we?"