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Part IV
It had been a week since our encounter in the gravity room...
a week since we confessed to each other....seven whole days
since...I lick my lips at the memory and thought of how sore
I was the next day...a whole week since we made love....
-I gonna be on top next time-
-Next time?....what about Boruma?..-
I hadn't been with her since that day. I haven't wanted to. I can't
look at her the same way now. Not after all that's happened
between Kakarotto and I. I don't even want to touch her anymore...
my body is no longer drawn to her like before...and I actually feel as if I
betraying Kakarotto by being with my own wife.
-How strange-
I try to force myself and I end up thinking of the fool when I kiss
her.
-Does she see a change in me?-
Of course she does!...But she says nothing....she goes on as if
I haven't changed...as if nothing's wrong. The only difference now
is that she never even mentions Kakarotto at all.
-Does she know?-
She must by now. Or at least suspect something. That day....
after Kakarotto left...I went into the house and found her in the
den watching television. I asked her how her day was; trying to
sound as normal as possible. But she wouldn't look at me. I didn't
even hear what she said to my question; too busy in my own thoughts
as I wondered why she refused to look at me at all.
She never came to bed that night. I found her still in the den the
next morning lying on the couch; a slight wet spot beneath her
head...
-Has she been crying...?-
I hate knowing that I've caused her pain...
-How long can I live like this?...I have to tell her..talk to her..-
But with all my power I can't summon the strength and courage
to go wake her, to go and talk...so I just walk away ..I just leave...
-Coward-
I can't talk to my own wife! Why?!...And why couldn't I control
myself!? I've done that all these years...why now? Damn you
Kakarotto!
-Coward-
I hate myself sometimes.
***
A month has passed now since we last saw each other. I don't
"spar" with him as much anymore.... if you can even call it that.
I try to keep our contact to a minimum, much to Kakarotto's dismay.
-BAH!...the fool has no self control at all..-
-But is my thinking about him night and day really that much better?-
-I miss him-
***
The weather's much colder now and this time of year everyone
goes into a shopping frenzy. "New Years"...another strange
ningen holiday. Though I think I remember having something
similar to that on Bejiitasai. But our years were much longer. Not
that it really matters now as I think sadly of my lost home...my father..
I wonder what he would have thought of the man I've become today...
but if he were still alive my life would have been very different. I
may never have reached suupa saiyajin...may never have had a
son...never met him.
-Kakarotto...-
I'm starting to see his smiling face everywhere....Am I losing it?...
Kami it's been too long since I've seen him and ..."BEJIITA! Come
give me a hand with the bags!!!" Boruma's screeching voice interrupts
my train of thoughts. "BEJIITA!!"..."Yes woman I heard you!!" I snap
back....I can't believe how much she can shop! We separate the
groceries from the presents and I heft them all off to their respective
rooms.
"There better be a present for me in there" I grumble to myself
and walk past Torankusu. He's still chucking at the scene we're
making. "Don't you laugh at me boy!...I know there's a lump of
shit in here for you!" But he just laughs even harder. "Don't you mean
lump of coal?" he says snickering still. I'm still not that familiar with this
holiday I see. He's way too old to believe that anyway.
"Hn" I smirk and walk into the kitchen.
***
"Bejiita...are you ready yet?! We're gonna be late!..I said we'd meet
them at 7!" "All right woman...I'm ready!" I snap back again as I adjust
my suit jacket and give myself a quick look in the mirror. I smirk at my
reflection before I walk out of the room. Boruma decided this year we
should go out for New Years, instead of her and Chichi cooking and us
eating them out of house and home, especially the fool. I'm always
amazed at how much he can pack away. No food is safe from his
mouth....his delicious, sweet, talented mouth.
-Kami I miss him...damn you Kakarotto...damn you for making me feel
this way...-
-But I only have myself to blame-
We finally arrive at the "Jade Dragon." I don't even need to walk
in to know he's already there. I can almost smell his scent from
here and then I notice the swelling below my waist.
-Maybe coming here wasn't such a good idea-
We walk through the ornate hall, decorated with large tapestries,
fountains, golden dragons, and marble. But the restaurant's
beauty is lost to me as my eyes fall on a certain spiky haired
saiyajin. My eyes widen slightly at the onslaught of emotion
that hits me suddenly after finally laying eyes on him after so long...
-A month?...it seems so long without him-
I see he's equally affected as his aroused scent wafts past my nose
again making my knees slightly weak. Finally we come to stand with
them on the line.
Our wait will only be 15 minutes. Chichi says it's not bad compared to
how long most people have to wait...even with reservations. I barely
hear her voice as I continued to stare into Kakarotto's dark eyes.
The beating of my own heart so loud it's almost deafening. It took
all my self control not to go over and show him how much I missed him.
So I slipped my usual dark scowl on my face as not to arise suspicion
from our mates and families.
-Kami I want him-
After the minutes of agony we are seated at a large round table. I still don't
take my eyes off him as Boruma and Chichi chatter amongst themselves.
Torankusu and Goten whisper something to each other. I watch them for a
moment. They are sitting far closer than necessary. I saw the look my
son gave the dark-haired youth when he thought we didn't notice.
-Hn...like father like son-
Our orders still won't be here for another half an hour. Kakarotto's stomach
growls loudly in the large hall and he puts his hand behind his head and
laughs. A nervous habit of his...I always found his embarrassed, lopsided
grin humorous. Even my stomach feels the gnawing hunger...but not
just for food.
-I need to clear my head-
"Shiture shimasu..." I say before making my way to the men's room...
my legs shaking slightly.
I rest my head against the cool stall wall and try to calm down. I take in a
deep breath and smell that familiar, alluring, maddening scent again.
-Kakarotto...-
Then my eyes widen when I feel warm moist breath on the back of my
neck and arms circle me.
-I never feel like myself when I'm around him....my years of control,
discipline...even my usual grumpiness go straight out the window...
The feelings he's awakened in me are so strong they almost scare me.....-
-Damn it..I came in here to get away from you!-
As if he'd heard my thoughts..."You've been avoiding me again Bejii...ta"
he says in a low tone. I shudder then, as I feel his wet tongue run the length
of my neck. "Just quick ...we can be quiet" he offers licking at my ear now.
My legs then go completely slack under me. But he catches me and crushes
my body to his. I can feel his arousal rub against me through the pants of his
brown suit and hear him growl when I try to push myself away from him.
"Hanase...Kakaro.." I manage. "No...Bejiita." he cuts me off, growling
almost angrily and pulls me tighter to him "...You know you want me ....
and I WILL have you..." His possessiveness both shocks and arouses me.
Then he runs his hands down to where I want to be touched the most...where
I need him to touch me. He strokes me roughly through my pants.
Then my head lolls back, but his hand clamps firmly over my mouth before
a howl can rip itself from me. I moan loudly, but it's muffled thanks
to his foresight and quick thinking.
My hips are bucking against his hand now and I feel him piston his hips in time
with me.
-I'm not gonna last much longer-
I moan his name into his hand and shudder violently.
-I waited way too long-
Then I finally regain some of my strength. I break free of his hold and turn
around. He actually snarls at me for pushing him away again...for
interrupting his pleasure. But then his sneer is replaced by a look of
shock as I lick my lips and lunge forward and pin him to the wall. I
sneer back at him before I pull him close for a rough kiss. I nip at his
bottom lip as my hands grope him with hasty deliberation and I feel him
moan into my mouth.
I grind my hips into his and hear him half growl half moan at the contact.
I snake a hand between us and stroke us both and move my lips to his
strong neck. "Unnn...you taste good ...." I said in a low voice. I keep
my lips fastened to his neck to drown out my moaning. I nip at the skin
there and then clamp my hand down over his mouth before his moan can
escape. We come nearly silently in our pants.
-I hope the dry cleaners can get that out-
I lean my head on his shoulder and try to drag some air into my lungs...
still holding him tightly. I look up to see his eyes still slightly glazed
over and redder than before. He still pants lightly as I reluctantly let
go of him and back out of the small bathroom stall.
I run some water over my face to calm myself. My legs are still shaky.
He just watches me readjust my clothes and tries to steady his breathing.
I look back at him for a moment before I walk out the bathroom door
and back to our table.
***
Our little tryst was short. But still a little longer than usual for
just a trip to the john. So I cover it up by saying there was a line.
-Lying now too huh?-
Buruuma simply looked at me..her eyes searching as if daring me to tell her
what really took me so long. But after a moment she looked away and
chats with Chichi again.
In another minute the foo...Kakarotto walked back here smirking slightly...a
habit he's picked up from me no doubt. Our wives don't even seem to notice
he was gone at all. They act as if they don't seem to suspect a thing.
-How long can I live this way?...How long can I keep this up?-
[1] Ningen = human
[2] Shiture shimasu = Excuse me
[3] Hanase = Let go of me
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