Kyuketsuki part 1
From the Desk of the Divine One
(And Supreme Editor Goddess)
Kami-sama
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I hate these kinds of places. The smoke is too much for me; the smell of old spilt beer and cheap perfume. But, HE was here, with his friends, celebrating his twenty-first birthday.
Today he becomes a man. Today he becomes MY man...
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Goten was more than a little drunk, and that took lots of beer. It was hard to get Saiyans to feel their liquor, since they had so much mass... or so Trunks' Tousan said. Anyway, he wasn't so drunk that he could miss seeing the gorgeous woman in the corner looking at him. She was stunning, slender with dark eyes and the palest skin. She smiled a seductive smile at him and swirled her drink in her hand, but didn't move to come closer. Goten found that Trunks, Gohan, Videl and his other friends from school were inadvertently hindering his attempts to go to her. It was as if they didn't even seem to see her, yet were restraining him on instinct.
The urge to speak to her was almost painful...
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I remember the first time I saw his kind. It was his older brother, Gohan, who was crying, lost and alone in the desert, weeping at the top of a sheer cliff face. I'd noticed the sound of him earlier that day, but the sun hurts my eyes at high noon, so I ignored his wails as best I could. That night, I still heard his whimpers so I scaled the cliff to see what was going on.
I didn't expect it, this small boy, maybe five years old. And I certainly didn't expect him to be so... different. I could see that he wasn't truly human instantly. And I could smell it too. His scent was deep and rich, so good. I almost lost my control at the first whiff. But I could sense his guardian, and I'd tangled with Piccolo before. Well it had been Piccolo Daimyo, and that had been a long, long time ago, but still I knew better than to get into it with the green beast over a small boy.
Small boys grow into large men anyway, don't they?
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They were having a great time, Goten and his friends. Gohan was quietly chatting with Trunks and some of the other younger people, thoroughly enjoying himself without over indulging. He was there to keep an eye on Goten for his mother, but was having fun anyway. He could see Goten looking over into the corner a lot, but his back was turned to that spot. He nodded at Trunks, who raised his eyebrows and nodded back with a grin.
A pretty girl, eh? On his birthday no less! Lucky little Goten! He wasn't so little now though really, and Gohan himself was Thirty-two... my how time flies!
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I watched him, little Gohan, for all the time he was in the wilds. I was in the desert for the peace and quiet, tired of the tumult of the cities, but I didn't mind the sounds of sparring and crashes of breaking granite. It was soon obvious that Gohan was even more unique than I'd thought. He was almost as strong as I, and nearly as pale. He never tanned in all that time in the sun. He ate HUGE portions of food, and it was all the Green Beast could do to keep him fed after they trained some days.
I watched Gohan when Piccolo left him at night to do his own thing, and always marveled at his beauty. He was so different from a human, just as I am. My kind are probably extraterrestrials as well, but we just don't know for certain.
Then the day came when our little peace was shattered.
From all directions they came, the other warriors. And none anymore human than I except for Yamcha and Krillin I guess. But even they are more than human really. That three-eyed demi-god Tenshinhan was something else as well. Then THEY arrived.
Splendid. That was the word. Oh, I wanted them both right then, but I knew I'd die if I touched them, curl like a cinder in their glory. Nappa, such a brute, yet so alive and in his own way joyful in his aliveness.
And the little magnificent Prince Vegeta, well, there were no words to explain him. I still can't, not really. I hungered to take him, and yet knew it was not possible. He was too much, both of them were. The evil in them would destroy me if I'd tried, but still, it hurt to even see them. I closed my eyes, but then I smelled them, that rich scent like Gohan's, only more, stronger, better. I positively drooled. And when Goku arrived, well, here was cause to celebrate: a Saiyan I could take without being destroyed myself! I craved him with all my being, but when that long day was over, no one was in any shape for my attentions.... So I climbed onto the bottom of their Airship and tagged along to the hospital....
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Goten smiled at the woman. She was really only his age, hardly a woman, but still... she looked a little taller than himself, but he didn't care about that. He searched the table for some water to try to dilute the beer in his blood, but Videl laughed and pressed another Kirintm into his hand.
"Ah ah ah! Here Goten, drink up! If Chi-Chi's gonna yell at you, make it worth it!" She said gaily.
'She's VERY different when she allows herself to let go,' Goten thought as he reluctantly took the beer and started to down it.
The woman in the corner made a face as if she'd heard Videl, and knew of his mother. He hadn't thought Chi-Chi's temper was that famous!
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Chi-Chi. I... hate... Chi-Chi....
She was there, at the hospital. She was by the side of her precious baby boy, and his father. She was guarding them from more harm, and doing a great job of it too. Goku was wrapped up like a mummy, and Gohan had his nose in a textbook. Chi-Chi herself was KNITTING.
How terribly feminine of her.
I waited until dark, and crept into the room to try and just touch Goku. He was like a holy icon, a relic, something that would fill me with its light if I could just touch it. I slid up to the bed and smelled him, heard his deep breathing, and the shallower breaths of Gohan and Krillin. Ah, Gohan you're beauty is eclipsed by his; your father is even better than you are.
Then Chi-Chi jumped up.
"What the, get away from Goku, he's asleep. He doesn't need any medication right now." She hissed loud enough to wake the dead. Ok, so the sleepers didn't stir, but I was angry at being found out. She thought I was a nurse or something I guess.
"I see. Maybe you should take something to sleep yourself...." I gave her a serious nudge with my mind; I used a lot of power too, but she didn't seem to even notice. It threw me off just a little.
"I'm fine! Leave!" She said, a little louder. I was losing my temper, and in that bad temper suddenly decided to take her, rid them of her angry, violent presence. I reached out for her, my long arms shooting across the bed....
"AHHHH!!! Kaibutsu! Goku, Gohan, Krillin, help me!!!" She screamed. I froze, trying to trap her mind, but again she was untouchable.
This had happened before, but it's so rare that I couldn't believe it at the moment. She kept screaming, despite my orders for silence, and then she hit me. She came right around that bed and PUNCHED me in the face. I reacted quickly, backhanded her and ran away. Part of me wouldn't allow Gohan to be hurt by losing his mother so young; so I fled rather than kill her as I had wished to do.
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Goten was now much worse off than before. He was slurring his words and drooping to the side, making Trunks and Gohan laugh at him. He'd almost forgotten the woman, but she 'nudged' him, and he looked at her again. She smiled invitingly, but Gohan grabbed him as he tried to stand.
"Whoa, big guy.... You need to take it easy, Goten. Here, relax, I'll get the next round." The other guys and Trunks cheered as Gohan stood and bowed, headed to the bar....
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I waited for a month, trying to cool down before I went back to the hospital, and found that Gohan was on a space ship, and so was Goku, headed for the home planet of the Green Beast Piccolo! I was so angry I went out and devoured a whole gang of troublemakers in the ruins of East City. But, then I decided to wait for them at Capsule Corp. That's where that friend of theirs, Bulma, lived and worked, and she'd surely show up there with them when they returned.
Sure enough, they came back, at least Gohan did. And Vegeta was with them, and a whole herd of those Nameks too. I can care less about Nameks, they have no blood; they're bi-pedal plants basically. Trust me on that, its true. What else lives on air and water?
But, I wasn't totally happy with this turn of events. I still could sense terrible violence, overwhelming evil from the Prince, and Gohan was stronger too, almost too strong for me.
I don't mean as in fighting powers here. I mean, as in spiritual power, their souls. If I tried to take them, their souls were too strong, and they'd overwhelm me. I would most likely die in their struggles to survive. And Vegeta was so evil that even if I did take him his evil would weigh me down, make me into a monster a hundred times worse than he was. Our prey's emotions and nature multiply within us like that.
I'd been warned to only take those in between good and evil, to pass up the sinners and the saints alike. If Gohan was an angel, Vegeta was almost the Devil himself.
So I waited, and watched Gohan as he went home and tried to please the witch....
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"Witch... heh, witchy women...." Goten mumbled.
Trunks leaned over him and laughed. "Go... Gotum, Hey, wake up Gotum..."
"Trunks, that's Goten, remember?" Videl said sleepily.
"Bu' I sai' Gotum, Devil... uh Videl...." Trunks protested cheerfully. She laughed at him as he tried to get Goten to wake up. Gohan came back and bent over his brother, his face comical in its curiosity.
"Is he alive?" He said to Trunks. Trunks nodded vigorously, and fell into his seat, waving for his beer. Gohan laughed and passed out the drinks, then rapped Goten on the head.
"Hey, here's your beer!" Goten's head shot up and he smiled drunkenly as he took it.
"Domo, my brothers!" He was seeing three Gohans now, and didn’t know which one was real, so thanked them all. They laughed at him again and sat down. He saw a pale blur over the three Gohans shoulders, and his vision cleared quickly.
SHE was still there, and was waiting for him. He should really try to get over to her somehow....
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I could wait no longer. I climbed into Gohan's window one night. I no longer wanted to take him into myself. Instinct is a powerful force for my kind, and my instinct told me that I should take him and keep him, raise him and make him my own in ALL ways. Chi-Chi could have other children, and I needed Gohan for so many reasons....
I bent over him in the bed. I'd have to drain him a little, to weaken him and form a bond so I could control him. I just had to try to control myself as well, not take so much that I killed him. I knelt and pushed his rapidly growing hair aside and gently pierced his skin. It was so soft, yet so hard, like saddle leather. But, the blood! It was unlike anything I'd even had, no one, nothing tasted like this! And for his young age, he'd seen so much, felt so deeply. I moaned against his neck, and he moaned with me as I pushed for more, drinking in all this small boy had to give....
"Oni! Kyuketsuki! Get off my Gohan!!!" She screamed from the doorway. I released him, his wonderful blood dripping down my chin. He didn't wake; deep under my control, I told him to sleep and ignore the bitch. I stood, and smiled at her, not caring what she thought, as I liked every drop of blood from my face. She powered up, her aura turning first purple then blue in her rage, and then attacked me. It was easy enough to avoid her. I was faster that she, but for some reason when she finally connected with me, I FELT it. It hurt far more than it should have. I staggered back, and wished I knew what she was. She was no human either, I was sure of it after that blow. In confusion, I jumped out the window, and Chi-Chi followed me, screaming in rage.
With room to move, I turned back to her. "What the hell are you? You aren't human, that's for sure!" I snapped.
"How dare you? I am too human!" She screeched. I winced at the volume of her voice, and shook my head, ducking another blow.
"No, you aren't! Who are your parents?" I asked. I had to stop her somehow, I NEEDED Gohan!
"I am Son Chi-Chi, Wife of Son Goku, the greatest fighter in the world! My father is Gyu-Mao, the Ox-lord...." Ah I saw it now!
"Feh, Demi-Goddess. I should have realized. You are not human, Chi-Chi, you are part deity, and your son is half Saiyan, one quarter human and one quarter God!" This made me positively shake with need. I was going to have Gohan, I had to have him!
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Gohan shivered with a strange chill.... He immediately paused mid drink and opened his senses, feeling for any unfamiliar Chi... nothing. But he was sure something was wrong, and was now on the alert for trouble.
Videl noticed his sudden tension, and looked at him inquiringly. He shook his head and shrugged, but didn't relax. She frowned and wondered what was wrong now....
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We faced each other and stood waiting for one or the other to make a move. She kept muttering Kyuketsuki under her breath, which was not only insulting but also wrong. I finally made a decision about Gohan; I'd have to try again sometime, but I'd wait a few years. If this bitch was a Goddess, then I'd best leave him to her care for now.
Besides, what would I do with a six year-old consort?
So I laughed and bowed to her. "You may keep him for now. But, I will have Gohan for my mate when he is grown, never doubt it. Raise him right for me, and I'll be back for him when he's old enough!" I turned and ran off so fast that she couldn't see it. I seemed to disappear from sight.
Just to worry her and show her I meant business, I ordered Gohan to sleep for two days more. Let her freak out and try to protect him, he'd be mine yet!! I have all the time in the world to wait after all.
That bond is still there too... Unbroken by time or his love for Videl, I can still call him, and he'd come to me, if I wished. I have my reasons why I don't....
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Many of Goten's friends had left by now; in fact only Trunks Videl Gohan and two others were left. Gohan had not yet relaxed even though nothing happened, though he was smiling again. Trunks had sobered up a little and found a cute girl to flirt with. Goten though, still couldn't get away from Gohan, until Gohan went to the restroom that is. Goten's mind cleared almost like magic, and he stalked over to the woman's table, unseen by Videl or Trunks.
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"Hi, I couldn't help but see you..." He said nervously.
I smiled and stood. "I saw you too. It's too noisy in here... come outside with me?" He nodded, his face showing his amazement at his luck tonight. I led him outside and then leaned against the wall
'They didn't even see him go... so much for Saiyan senses!' "Who are you? I mean, my name is Goten, what is yours?"
I giggled; he was always so cute! "I know who you are, I've watched you for a long time... Call me Sarai." I sent him a mental message and he blinked then leaned closer to me.
"Um, Sarai, how long have you watched me? All night?" His voice was an innuendo, and I smiled an agreement to it.
"All your life, sweet Goten. I've watched you all your life." He thought I meant just tonight, but of course he was wrong....
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I waited for a new opportunity to nab Gohan, but Chi-Chi watched him too closely. She had him with his nose in a book constantly, and if he wasn't studying, he was training with his father. I'm going to skip the blasted Cell game, which had put Goku and that Yummy Mirai version of Trunks out of my reach, and go to Goten.
I was there that night, the night he was conceived. I heard Goku tell her what he'd done for her as he left her alone. She was asleep, but I wasn't. I heard a little voice in my soul talk to me too.
Instinct is very important to my kind. We must listen to it, because it helps us to survive, and it never lies about danger.
Or about opportunity.
Gohan was already even more powerful than ever before. He was, in fact too strong for me to control. I could get him to behave for a while, but he'd break free with ease if I pushed him too far. And his moral make-up was too strong. He would hate me for what I was, and how I lived. I'd sort of given up on him, but I still watched him, because my instinct told me to.
Now I knew why. Gohan was going to have a little brother.
And he was going to be mine, from the cradle to the grave.
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