Okay, first...aaaaall of the usual legal-type stuff. No, I do NOT own Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z or Dragon Ball GT and NO I'm NOT getting paid for anything that I write containing characters of said shows, I just really REALLY love them and enjoy writing hentai alternate universe fan-fictions that's all. Please don't try to sue me as I have nothing in the way of money and all that I actually own was either found dumpster diving or by shopping the GoodWill on special $1.47 tag day. I hope you enjoy what my twisted 'lil mind cums up with (yes that's a play on words~go fig) and if you're under the legal age of consent then for the love of GOD get outta here right now and go wash your eyes out with Holy Water or something!!! Now...on with the show! ^_~

Gohan's Sunshine         part One  by M.M. Ake

      He'd been watching her for a few weeks now and was quite sure of it. She was not human. No one ever saw her leave or arrive at the university for her classes...ever. He'd thought that there might be a reason for her somewhat baggy clothing too. A reason other than comfort. A reason like, a tail perhaps. Her scent was different too. Somewhat like his own and his father's yet more subtle, more subdued~feminine. She was on the small side with coloring much like Vegita's.He'd never seen a Saiyan female. None of the Z fighters had with the exception of Vegita and he claimed not to recall anything of any particular interest on the subject. Yet and still, here was Gohan, watching her through the window, careful not to let anyone (especially her) see him flying outside of the top floor of the school.

     It had been years now since his graduation and subsequent junior proffessor assignment. Years of wondering silently about her. Years since Videl had broken his heart by leaving him to take their daughter and wed another to have a so called "normal" life. Several weeks here and there of surveillance gave his mind something other than loneliness to concentrate upon.

       She moved with a grace he just knew no human woman could have. Nearly floating as she...FLOATING!

"She's FLOATING around the room!" he thought to himself. Gohan's senses were in every direction at once as he lifted the sash on the rearmost window to get into the building. Pushing his ki down as far as possible, he crept quietly towards her, so as not to scare her off. He had too many questions for her. Without warning, and with her back still turned, she spoke.

"Come on out Mr. Son."

       Gohan was shocked.

"How, how did you know it was me?" he asked.

"I just did. That's all." was her curt reply.

"Why've you been stalking me?" she asked as she turned to face him. He hadn't quite thought of it in that respect before but guessed now that it was sort of true.

"Well, uh, y'see, uhmmm something's always been sort of...different...about you and..." he let his words trail off as his eyes met hers up close for the first time. Her expression was one of hurt and Gohan felt immediately ashamed of himself and how he'd been acting. He'd never realized how small she was before and she seemed so helpless now in front of   him that his shame at his actions had him blushing in record time. She noticed and gave him a slight shy smile.

        Folding her arms in front of her, she tilted her head to study him.

"So, because something's supposedly different about me, you take it upon yourself to treat me as though I 

  were a possible threat before getting to know me, hmmm?"

Gohan noted that her voice was deeper than he thought it would be and that with her arms folded like that, her bosom was displayed very fetchingly. Veeeery...

"Mr. Son?" she snapped her fingers in front of his face to regain his attention. "Well?" she asked.

"Uhhhh...well...I'm half Saiyan and I thought that since you...uhhh, your scent is what I...I mean...oh shit." he mumbled. She gazed harder at him and realized that he was only curious.

"Compose yourself  Mr. Son." she said silkily. "I'm sure we can get to know each other and answer any questions we both might have." 

       She sat down and motioned for him to do the same, which he did happily.

    Over a course of months, Gohan got to know her name, Nikko, but her close inner circle called her by another, Sunny. When she allowed him to do the same, Gohan's heart soared. She was indeed a Saiyan.

Sent out by pod, as his father was, to the planet Bluu and also like his father, fate having delt a saving blow. Her pod  jammed shut and landing in an uninhabited area,  her cryo-freeze kept her safe until years had passed. The inhabitants of Bluu finding her, raising her as one of their own, imparting to her their teachings of art and science for it's own sake~her love of her adoptive family and their sense of adventure leading her to Earth.  He felt that her name suited her well. "Sunny"~an art teacher, open and warm with those around her. Gohan was falling in love.

     Sunny was feeling something too but was trying very hard to supress it.

"I can't be feeling this way about him Mama!" she moaned into her communicator.

"Nonsense!" was the reply. "He's a MAN Sunny, and one of your own kind too! That makes him just right!" Her mother smiled while Sunny looked helplessly at the screen and the situation.

"But he's younger and..."

"Tzuuts!" her mother chided. "Sunny, you were found and brought out when you were for a reason.

  Mayhaps he's part of said reason, neh?"

"Mayhaps Mama, mayhaps."

         She said her goodbyes and thought more about the situation. Sure she'd had lovers before but never another Saiyan. Sunny twirled one of her dark brown curls and thought more on the matter at hand.

      Gohan tried to concentrate on his studies and the papers that he had to grade. It wasn't working. All he saw was Sunny. Her deep brown eyes...her dark brown curls...her full pouty mouth and that body, by Kami, her body! She only came up to his shoulder but she was in such great proportion! Full bouncy bosoms just large enough for his tastes, a tiny little waist flairing out to beautiful hips and what he thought must be the fullest most round gorgeous ass he'd ever seen. Her curvatious legs completed the picture and Gohan wondered to himself what it would taste like between those legs. Would her honey be sweeter than a human's or the same? Could he make her silky voice scream out his name? Would her soft caramel skin enjoy his kisses...his caresses? He wiped the sweat from his brow and shifted in his chair. Thinking about her was nearly too much. He longed to be with her, feel himself housed tightly inside of her, thrusting himself into her slick, wet heat, pouring his release into her. It would be another night of self-love in the shower...again.

      Sunny wondered into her icecream pint how Gohan would taste. She daydreamed of running her tongue

along his muscular chest, over his rugged stomach, down to her prize. She licked her spoon slowly and gave a soft sigh at the thought.

"Baka!" she thought. "He's so young! Probably has a nice little girlfriend too." the thought of a girlfriend made her involuntarily bend her spoon in half...again.

"Hmph. And why shouldn't he have a girlfriend?" she said to herself. He was a sweetheart after all. Tall, handsome,  broad shouldered, muscular, raven haired and those eyes of his...soooo dark and mysterious yet deep and comforting at the same time. So serious yet so boyishly playful. He eminated such strength. She contemplated what it would be like to have his goofy smile kiss her? How it would feel to have his large frame envelope her, hold her in his arms, what would it be like to have him groan her name, huskily, in desire, to know she pleased him...

      She shook her head.

"Pull yourself together Sunny." she whispered. And still, she couldn't get the image of his smile out of her mind. How would it feel to have those large hands of his touch her? She got up to take another very looong shower...again.

      Gohan mustered up his courage and climbed into the window that she now left open just for him. Even though it was a holiday weekend and there was no one else around, he knew she'd be there to set up for her classes in 4 days time. He'd do it. He'd tell her how he felt.

       Sunny had finished her set ups and was in the pottery drying room having just cleaned off the marble block used to display pieces. Gohan gulped at the sight of her. There she was, bent over the large block, on tip-toes to reach the far end, back dipped so that her perfectly rounded ass stood out like fruit ready to pluck, legs parted...he let go of a low growl of appreciation. She turned and her heart lept. He stood but a few feet from her, jeans and black sweater tight enough to outline the well chisled muscles beneath.

"By Kami he's gorgeous!" she thought.

"Sunny, I, uhhh..." he said as he looked her over, her white blouse a beautiful contrast to her complection, gray skirt short enough to show her sexy legs.

"...uhhh..." he felt something inside of him scream out "Take her!! A Saiyan woman needs her man to be strong for her!! To be strong WITH her!! Prove yourself worthy and TAKE HER!!!"

      Sunny saw something physical actually change in his eyes. They glowed and were suddenly deeper than before. Gohan began emitting a low growl, soft as a purr but different somehow and it took great effort for her to actually even think past it. She backed up in confusion. His sound was going right through her.

Sunny shook her head to try and clear it but that move only inticed him further. He took two steps and had his arms wrapped around her in a heartbeat.

"No...Gohan we...we can't...not here..." she muttered as she pushed away from him slightly only to have him grasp her tighter than before.

"Gohan...?" she whispered as the gleam in his eyes grew brighter still.

"You WILL be MINE!!" he growled slowly.

     The timber of his voice and the ever growing look in his eyes were enough to shock her but the plunk of her own stomach like a rollercoaster ride shocked her more. Her lips parted as she gasped in surprise and that was all the invitation he needed to kiss her. Her mouth was so very soft that Gohan thought he might never want to pull himself away. He explored her sweet taste and was driven further by her barely audible moans.

"She wants you as badly as you want her!" his emotions screamed out at him. It was true. Her need welled up inside of her and he could sense it! That low purring of his was bringing it all up and out, causing her to willingly kiss him back. She made a feeble attempt to wrestle away, to catch her breath, to try and think clearly but they both knew that this was a game of conquer...and they both knew that he would win.

                                                         .....to be continued.......^_^