The Power Of Love
Rescued
SUMMARY: Some people help Toruo escapes. Toruo wakes up and meets his saviours.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. I also do not own and am in no way related to the creators or producers or anything of the song Power of Love by Celine Dion. Please don't sue me. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
AUTHOR: Hidden Angel
Last time on Mixed Emotions:
Vegeta sat bolt upright in his bed, sweat rolling off his body. It was only a dream...only a dream. He brought his hand up to his forehead and wiped off the sweat as he tried to normalize his breathing. Finally, feeling his heartbeat return to normal, he lay down again, hoping that this time, he would not be haunted by dreams.
*****
Toruo opened his eyes. He could sense that it was sometime very early in the morning. There was very little light in the cave and he could hear the chirp of birds rousing themselves. He shook his head trying to clear away the weariness of sleep. His eyes began to adjust and his senses pricked up. He was still tired. So why had he gotten up?
He came wide awake as he felt an unfamiliar ki nearby. His body tensed and he shut his eyes again, trying to give off the impression that he was asleep. It couldn't be Homto or Lumo. This ki level was too low. His faught the urge to open his eyes as the ki approached him. He heard a gasp as whoever it was stood very near him.
"Oh Kami!" A femine voice gasped out. A soft hand brushed gently across his bloodied and bruised face. He wanted to blast the person into oblivion for touching him. No one touched him in any manner unless it was during a battle. Ugh. If only his hands weren't bound.
Toruo felt other small ki's begin to approach him. The last thing he remembered before passing out was a voice saying something about getting him out of there.
*****
Vegeta trained against Lumo and Homto in the castle training grounds, trying to find release to his anger. Usually he would train in the gravity machine, but right now, that reminded him too much of the woman, and he didn't even want to think of her.
His mind functioned as if it wasn't really there. He saw, but didn't really see. He had no control over his body as he sparred with his two fellow warriors. He did everything almost automatically. In his current state, he knew not of the word 'fatigue'. He was just an endless ball of energy, never stopping to take a breath. His mind would not allow him to stop. The moment he stopped, she would make her way back into his mind again.
Lumo ducked away from a ki blast, fear evident in his eyes. Vegeta seemed close to insanity, as if he couldn't control himself. This was scary. What if the former Prince accidentally killed them, unaware of what he was doing. Deciding that he didn't want to risk his life just yet, Lumo pulled back from Vegeta.
"My Prince. I think we need a break for now."
Vegeta immediately stopped in mid-punch. Looking at Vegeta, Lumo could have sworn he saw a look of confusion in the other warriors eye.
"Oh. Sure. That's enough for today. We'll continue tomorrow."
Vegeta was still shocked as he made his way to his personal bathroom. Lumo and Homto sure looked beaten. Had he done that? Was he that strong now?
Kakkarot spotted Vegeta enter the palace and dodged into a nearby room. He was sure that his friend didn't want to see him just yet and to be honest, Kakkarot didn't want to see Vegeta either. They were suppose to be close, suppose to be friends. How could Vegeta just make assumptions without even asking him about the truth? Hmph, some friend he was.
*****
Toruo's eyes fluttered open for the second time that day. He moved his hand to his forehead, trying to rub away the confusion. His hands? They were free and unbound? What? His brain slowly brought back the events of his last memories before blacking out. He quickly tried to sit up, wanting to see his surroundings.
"Oh, so you're awake now? Take it easy alright? You're still injured."
Toruo turned to glare at the speaker and found his icy glare melt. She was...a goddess! She could be nothing else. Never had he seen anyone so...radiant!
"Am I dead?" He slowly lay down again as pain engulfed his body.
She giggled. He liked the sound of it.
"No silly. This is my father's house."
"What...what am I doing here? Who are you?" He tried to sound menacing but knew it didn't come out sounding that way.
She moved from her seat by the window and sat down beside the bed that he was on. A smile flickered across her face. "You are here because you need to get better. We don't know you're past, but we know you are a fellow living creature who needs help. Who I am, well, I'm Fate Daughter. What's your name?"
Toruo continued to stare, unable to think. "Uh...uh...." He shut his mouth and tore his gaze off her face. "My name is Toruo." He rubbed his hand against his stomach in embarrasment as it grumbled loudly, reminding him that he hadn't eaten in awhile.
"I'll be back with some food and medicine in a bit."
Toruo could only stare after her as she left the room he was in. This had to be a dream. She was too pretty for it not to be a dream. He smiled. If it was a dream, he didn't want it to end. His eyes filled with fear and his heart with terror as he remembered why he had been chained up in the first place.
He tried to suppress his ki so that Lumo and Homto wouldn't be able to find him but found it nearly impossible. He almost laughed as he realized the extent of his injuries. He couldn't believe it. His ki was at an all time low. So low, in fact, that he didn't even need to worry about Homto and Lumo finding him.
NEXT TIME ON POWER OF LOVE: Lumo chases after Toruo.
