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Disclaimer- I do not own Dragonball Z/GT or any of the characters. Yadda yadda copy writes Akira Toriyama.

“Ha!” Bra spat, crossing her arms. “I don’t care for anything you have to show me!”

17 growled in frustration and grabbed a hold of her wrist. “I’ll drag you if I have to!” He said, pulling her towards the door hard.

“Let go!” Bra shouted, pulling in the opposite direction with all her body ht. ht. “You’re hurting me!”

17 kicked the doors open and drug her down a flight of stairs screaming. “You know nothing of pain compared to these people!”

He kicked another set of doors open leading to the outside. Looking around she never would have guessed they were on the same planet. Compared to the rest of Earth, which was dry and dead thers ths thick vegetation everywhere you looked and a river running near by.

How in the hell did the Saiyan’s miss this place? A big patch of green earth would stick out like a snore thumb next to everything else that was dead and brown…than, she remembered. It was probably Goten and the others wherwhere to blame for that.

She continued struggling against him when she saw a bunch of small huts that she guessed where houses by the looks of them. There were woman sweeping the porches as they passed and waved to 17 who didn’t pay much attention. It looked like a small village…well; actually it wasn’t a small village at all.

Looking back, the house 17 drug her out of wasn’t a house at all. It looked like one of those mid-evil castles in human’s Fairy Tale books her mother used to read to her. The little huts surrounded it entirely. It looked as though there were huts on the hilltops as well. They had to have gone on for miles.

17 finally brought her to a hut that was bigger then all the rest. He kicked the door open drawing frightened screams from the woman inside and threw her down on the ground.

Bra huffed hitting the floor, she would have turned to retaliate, but didn’t when she set eyes on 8 little beds with small frames laying on them.

“Look at them and tell me I’m the bad guy!” He shouted.

Bra sat up and looked over the beds that were occupied with small children, all who seemed to be sleeping. They were all very skinny and looked very uncomfortable like their whole bodiesmed med to be in pain.

“Well!” He barked.

Bra ignored him and looked away from the beds. 17 grabbed her by the back of her neck and forced her next to one of the beds.

“Answer me Saiyan!” He shouted.

Bra closed her eyes turning her head away from a small body that lay in front of her.

“Damn it, Bra!” He yelled, grabbing the back of her hair. “LOOK!” He hollered, forcing her to look straight.

“No!” She cried, grabbing his hand.

17 dropped her roughly to the ground, walking away. “Your heartless just like the east of them.”

Bra’s cheeks stained with black eyeliner as tears came from her eyes. She lifted her upper body from the ground looking in 17’s direction.

“You weren’t trying to steal weapons or food.” She said quietly.

17 stopped, his back to her.

“You were looking for median, everything else was a diversion.” She said, pulling herself into a sitting position.

17 turned to face her. “I knew you were smarter then you let on.” He said coldly turning to the women who were still in the room. He gestured for them to leave, which they did no questions asked.

Bra pulled her hair out of her face, taking in deep breathes. “My father did it, didn’t he?” She asked. “I knew something big was going to happen that day. My father found some of your less secret hiding spots and dropped weapons with some type of disease.”

17 crossed his arms listening.

“He kept it from my mother and tried keeping it from my brother and me, but I have my ways of finding things out. He told one of his General’s that it would infect humans, but not Saiyan’s. Our immune systems are strong then yours are. Everything seemed to be flawless until they tested it. The adults weren’t getting sick, but the children were. My father figured he’d try again with something more deadly, but he di thi think it was such a bad idea to try and get rid of the future of the resistance. If they could kill all of you and never find the children it wouldn’t matter. They’d die regardless leading to the end of human kind.”

17 sighed looking away from her.

“I didn’t know…there was nothing I could do. I didn’t think it would actually work in the first place. You can’t hate me for something my fathers done…I’m sorry.” She said shaking her head.

17 moved towards her fast and grabbed her by both arms lifting her to her feet. She didn’t bother fighting against him when he wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her close. The emotions she stirred inside him were becoming too hard to control and he liked it.

He wiped the black stained tears from her eyes with his thumb, pulling her to his lips for an unexpected kiss. Her body was soft and warm against his as he got a taste of her sweet lips>
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Bra closed her eyes tight feeling his lips crush against her’s. The intensity of his kiss left her weak in the knees having to grip his shoulders to stay standing. She never had a kiss filled with more passion then his in her entire life. It was way better then the kiss he stole at the station.

When he broke away Bra fell to her knees like jell-o as he walked to the front doors. She ran her hands through her hair trying to calm her breathing staring at the back of 17’s head who was also having a hard time getting hid breathing under control.

“I’m taking you back, so get up.” He said less coldly then before, in fact, his voice wasn’t cold at all. It was back to his normal sweet carefree tone.

Bra slowly regained herself and stood up. She followed him back to the castle with no words passing between them. When they got back 18 was waiting in his room.

“Are you nuts!? Letting her go around without restraints!” 18 hollered.

“Everything is under control, so don’t worry about it.” 17 said calmly.

“Don’t worry about it! She could have destroyed this whole place!” She shouted in frenzy.

“She wouldn’t do something like that!” He finally shouted back.

18 froze. “And why wouldn’t she, 17?” She asked. “Because you know her?”

17 looked to the side. “No.” He said. “I’m the only one she’s supposed to kill, so it would be pointless to kill anyone else.”

Bra took the opportunity of them arguing to sit down. She might as well get comfortable since they were going to be fighting like this for a while.

“What if she tried escaping?” 18 said tauntingly. “Huh? What then smart guy!”

“Hey!” Bra snapped, interrupting them. “I wouldn’t try to escape even if I wanted to so stop that noise coming from that hole in your face!”

17 put a hand over his face trying to keep from laughing. He lightly chuckled turning away from 18’s glared that started burning a hole through his head.

“Tie her up, 17. It’s time we contact King Vegeta.”

17 nodded. “Alright, but I’ll be doing all the talking.” He ordered.

18 narrowed her eyes. “Fine.” She hissed leaving the room.

17 turned to Bra, his mouth opening ay say something.

“Yeah yeah, to the bed.” She said standing up and walking to the bed.

17 sat next to her on the bed. “It’s just for appearance. I won’t keep you tied up forever.” He said tying one of her hands over her head to the headboard.

“Not if she has anything to do with it.” Bra huffed.

17 smiled. “She doesn’t understand.”

“Understand what?” Bra asked confused.

“That you don’t want to go back because of the way your treated.” He explained.

“I’m surprised you understand.” She said lifting her other hands to be tied.

“I know what it’s like not knowing where you belong.”

Bra cocked her head to the side smiling a little. “There something you want to tell me?”

“What? No!” He said, finishing and getting off the bed. “I’m just saying I know how you feel that’s all.”

“What was it you wanted to tell me for we were rudely interrupted by General Lee?” She asked becoming curious.

17 smirked. “I forgot all about that. I was going to tell you the reason you can’t sense our energy is because we’re an-”

“I’ve got that son-of-a-bitch standing by!” 18 shouted, barreling into the room.

Bra would have ripped her face off if her hands weren’t tied! That was the second time 17 was about to tell her something important and someone messed it up. Sooner or later she was going to find out. Maybe it would help her find his weakness and kill him.

17 pushed a button underneath his nightstand releasing a giant screen from the ceiling. It lowered less then 5 feet from the bed she was laying on.

“Are you read?” 18 asked.

“Yeah, whatever.” He answered.

Author’s Note- oo00oo 17’s so confusing…he’s mad, he’s not mad, he’s mad, he’s not mad! Make up your mind! PLEASE REVIEW!!!