Fausha: YOU BASTARD!

Broly: (Sad) Author Fausha only owns Fausha and Crystal in this story.

Idiotic bandits anger Broly

Fausha sat curled up on her bed. Why?

Flash back

Broly landed in front of Fausha's house. "Here you are." He said turning to leave.

"B-Broly could we go out again?" Broly stopped.

"I don't think so." He said before leaving.

End Flashback

Fausha sobbed, curling up even more. Why did he say that right after I figured out my emotions, why? Fausha started to sob her heart out.

Chrystal sat listening to her mother cry. She sighed before heading to the door. Her face went white.

Zarbon opened the door to find Chrystal with a black eye and a swollen lip. "Whoa what happened?" Chrystal walked in.

"Where is Broly?" Broly appeared. "Broly Mom needs you." Broly frowned.

"I can't help."

"IF YOU DON'T HELP THE BANDITS WILL KILL HER!" Broly froze.

"What?"

"Bandits are destroying our house and Mother's too depressed to fight them, they told me to do something or she dies… I have already forgotten what they told me to do, I need you to save Mom." Broly was already blasting off heading to Fausha's home. Zarbon smiled.

"Time to watch men fly." He said following with Chrystal at his side.

Broly landed heading for the house. A man pointed a gun at him and shot at him. Broly ignored the bullets that hit his chest and arms. Broly grabbed the man by the head and threw him into a tree before sauntering into the house.

Fausha looked up when she caught scent of Broly. She then heard the fight break out in the living room; guns went off, men screamed like girls and Broly's growls. The leader grabbed Fausha by the hair and held a dagger to her throat.

Broly reached Fausha's door to find it locked. He walked back before charging at the door slamming into it; the door was ripped off the hinges and slammed into the opposite wall. Fausha looked at him, her eyes dull of life. Broly thought for a minute she had died but saw that she was sad and afraid…He lost it and slammed into the bandit holding her by the hair. He pinned the man to the ground and started to slam his fists into the man repeatedly. Blood started to cover his hands when a pair of hands appeared stopping his. Broly started to calm down knowing it was Fausha.

Fausha saw Broly slam into the door ripping it off the hinges and sending it into the other wall. She watched him start to beat the bandit up. She then reached down stopping him. The said bandit wasn't lucky his stomach, chest, and face were bloody. Broly looked at her. Fausha gave a weak smile. "Thanks." The bandit groaned. Fausha glared at the bandit. Broly picked the bandit up and left her room. About two hours later he walked in again and fell over with a nose bleed. Fausha grabbed the shirt on the bed blushing.

"Note to self, never walk out of the bathroom without a towel wrapped around my chest… Broly are you alright?" Fausha asked squatting down next to him. Broly gave a small moan. He opened one eye before getting up. He grabbed her in a gentle hug. Fausha pushed away from him. She turned.

"Fausha?" Broly said confused. Fausha walked to the door.

"Why did you save me if you don't like me?"

"Fausha I do like you."

"I don't believe you." Broly gave a growl and pulled Fausha into him. Fausha stiffened feeling something hard against her rump.

"Now do you believe me? I was scared that I would hurt you if I stayed too close. I barely control myself around you." Broly whispered hoarsely. Fausha started to quaver, "Fausha I won't hurt you unless you do something arousing." Fausha started to struggle. Broly moaned.

"Stop please." He said. Fausha's hand brushed his groin. Instantly Broly spun her around and kissed her passionately. Fausha stiffened trying to fight the feelings welling up inside of her, they burst through, and she moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck. Broly picked her up and laid her on the bed. Fausha pulled him down and kissed him passionately. Broly moaned loudly and stripped her and then himself before kissing her harder and…

Chrystal had her hands on her ears. She was in her room on her bed. Zarbon was sitting on the floor; he had placed earplugs in his ears.

"Have they stopped moaning yet?" Zarbon asked. Chrystal glared at him. Zarbon sighed and stood to look at the art she had not painted yet. Chrystal then started to sketch him as he looked. Zarbon saw a blanket over a picture and looked under it.

"WAIT! DON'T LOOK AT THAT!" Chrystal yelled. Zarbon stared at the portrait before turning around smirking.

"And why are you drawing a picture of me and you…" He trailed off smirking.

Chrystal blushed deeply and looked at the ground. Zarbon lifted her chin and kissed her on the lips. Chrystal's eyes widened before sliding shut and she kissed him back wrapping her arms around his neck. He soon pulled back.

"Have they stopped moaning yet?" Chrystal listened before nodding. Zarbon grinned and lifted her up heading for her bed. "How about we make some moaning of our own?" Chrystal looked as if she was coming out of a daze.

"N-No!" She said; Zarbon frowned. "It's just…I….You're." Zarbon instantly understood.

"Then let's sleep." He said laying her down onto the bed.

Me: MAke them stop!

Chrystal: (Runs into the room before streaking out.) And the password on the sliencer is ***** So if you want to shut out their moans type in *****.

Zarbon:....................

Chrystal: What?

Zarbon: You're still a vir-

ME: BYE!