A/N: This chapter kind of explains the whole "past" thing for Chichi. Revised another one woooooo. I'm getting there. Bear with me, I'll have all the chapters revised and posted soon. R/R

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Dizzy up the Girl

Chap IV: Broadway is Dark Tonight

Chichi's top lip quivered, squeezing her eyes shut, in a desperate attempt to block the world out. She hadn't quite expected they would ask her about that, by all right's they shouldn't have even known. Now all she could do was pray this was a dream, immediately kicking herself for asking Kakarot to stay with her. There were things about her she just didn't want him to know, let alone anyone else.

"R-rape kit...?" The doctor nodded his head solemnly, his eyes locked on her now trembling form.

" Your brother told us what has been going on at home, we want to do tests to confirm this, and you need to tell us yourself what has been happening." A stray tear slipped down her face, a wet path left behind. Her whole body continued to tremble; anxiety overcoming her entire body, her tiny hands clung to the crisp white sheets covering. Her breath caught in her throat, coming out in short gasps as she fought back the onslaught of tears threatening what little stability she was able to maintain.

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sitting
In the old mans bar
Waiting for his turn to die

Chichi's knuckles drained of color, her grip tightening further on the sheets, her entire body numb. She felt Kakarot's had cover her own, squeezing it slightly in an attempt to soothe her.

"I'll be right here with you. I promise" His free hand reached up, running through her long and slightly tangled hair.

"Actually sir we need to be alone with her. By protocol, you cannot be in the room." The doctor stood before them his hands still tightly gripping the clipboard, as he watched the frail girl before him fall apart.

Chichi's head shook back and forth vigorously, her hair swaying into her face, partially covering the panic stricken look. She took a deep breath attempting to compose herself if even only for a moment.

"No, I want him with me... I need him with me." She gulped. "Besides there is no need to do the rape kit…. It has been several weeks since the last incident, there isn't anything you will be able to find." Kakarot cringed slightly, anger jolting through his body. He ran his hand up her arm soothing her fear, grabbing her shoulder and squeezing before slowly sliding his hand back down into hers.

"I'm not going to leave her. You hear that Chichi I won't leave you alone I promise." All she could do was stare straight ahead at the blank wall before her, whimpering quietly. Another voice filled the now awkwardly silent room.

"What the hell is going on here? Why is she crying?" Vegeta stormed into the bleach white room, standing next to the bed, he pushed his sisters hair away from her face. Realization hit him, knowing exactly what had set her off, he didn't even wait for the response.

"Chichi, you need to let them run the tests, we can have him arrested. Get him out of our lives." He caught a glimpse of the pain lingering within the recesses of her dark eyes. Her body beginning to tremble harder than it was before.

"No he hasn't touched me in weeks, there is nothing, please just make them leave me alone. I want this to go away, I want to go to Dad's house, Vegi-chan please." Her voice quaked, as tears quickly made their way down her porcelain skin. Vegeta sighed, he couldn't subject her to this if it was going to hurt her this badly. He hadn't thought about her reaction before he had spoken with the doctor about the constant abuse that had been occurring.

"Yashumi is in the intensive care unit, Chi-chan you damaged him pretty good." Vegeta continued running his fingers through her hair, attempting to soothe his younger sister. He glanced back to the doctor.

"Just forget about it, you heard her, leave her alone. I don't want to put her through this much stress." An evident glint of anger danced within his eyes. He had gotten her into this; he had hurt her like this. Kami, that was the last thing he wanted to do, she was the last person he ever wanted to see in pain. He had opened his mouth in hopes that someone would be able to protect her better than he had.

The cowboy kills the rockstar
And Friday nights gone to far
The dim light hides the years
on all the faded girls

Vegeta sat on the bed, scooting closer to his shaking sister, he pulled her into a hug, his hand rubbing her back. He could feel her calming under his touch; he continued to hold her against him until her body relaxed. Pulling away from her, he touched her cheek gently.

"Chichi it's ok. I'm sorry." She nodded, a blank look written on her face, her eyes now devoid of emotion.

Kakarot stood from his spot next to the bed, moving toward Vegeta, he placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Let her get some sleep, I'll stay with her and keep her company. You can go see your mother. I know you're concerned about her too." Vegeta looked down at the glossy floor, sighing, he looked up at Kakarot, a pitiful half smile on his face.

"Thanks man. Just watch over her for me." Vegeta turned, leaving the room, his footsteps retreating down the long corridor of the sterile building. The doctor glanced over Kakarot cautiously, not really trusting to leave his patient alone quite yet. Deciding that setting her off again would be a much worse consequence than just leaving her with her little boyfriend. Kakarot watched as the doctor left the room, shutting the door behind him. He turned his attention to the petite female that was now curled up under the covers, breathing unevenly. He stood momentarily, making his way to the wall, flipping the lights off. Swiftly returning to his chair, he eyes scanning over her body.

Forgotten but not gone
You drink it off your mind
You talk about the world
Like it's some place that you've been

Chichi pushed herself up slightly, supporting herself against the pillow, she moved to rest herself on her side so she was facing Kakarot. Her tear stained face still marred with remnants of fear and shock.

"I'm sorry you had to be here for that." Her voice was soft, barely above a whisper, her eyes never making contact with his, just focusing on the wall beyond his head.

He lifted his eyes to hers, his hand reaching out to rest on the guardrail of the modern hospital bed. "What happened to you? Somehow I feel like I was just intruding on something. If you don't want to tell me you don't have to." He sighed deeply, moving his chair closer to the bed, praying that his close contact didn't cause her to be uneasy.

"My life was perfect, until I was 7, my parent's got divorced. Even then things weren't all too horrible. Mom met someone, I was happy for her, she needed to be happy. Not long after she met him, Mom let Yashumi move in with us. Things were fine, a little weird, a little awkward, but still fine none the less. I started to notice him acting weird toward me as I got older. By the time I was 9 things had crumbled to pieces. He was beating Mom, and he was beating Vegeta and me. I was able to deal with that. Just before my tenth birthday, I woke up with him in my room, I didn't understand why, but…. He raped me that night…" She stopped for a moment, swallowing the knot in her throat that threatened to cease her ability to speak. Taking a deep breath she began again.

"It became a regular thing, sometimes it was only once a week, and sometimes it was every night. He eventually stopped paying attention to Vegeta and turned it all on me, just doing as he pleased with me. Just as before it got worse as I got older. Mom never did anything about it, I don't think she believed me when I told her, she knew he was a bastard, just I don't think she wanted to know how bad he was. The past year, I've learned how to fend him off, how to be invisible. Most of the time it works. I hate it, he makes me want to die. I don't get it. How can someone be so cruel?" She lowered her head, the tears now flowing freely from her dark brown eyes. Something within her broke, sobs began to shake her body as she just let go.

Chichi felt Kakarot grab her hand, holding in firmly in his own. For the first time in her life, she had told the entire thing, words she always felt forbidden to speak. It was just a pain that held her captive. She had never needed to tell Vegeta, he had known, he heard it and saw it all. He hadn't been able to protect her, she knew there was nothing he could do. Whenever he did, it only ended up getting her hurt more. Chichi felt liberated, free, the pain unlocking from deep within her soul. She attempted to calm herself but the now hiccupping sobs refused to subside.

"Kami, Chichi, I-I don't know what to say. But I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I wish I had been there to help. But if you want… I'm here for you now." Kakarot's voice remained quiet, a deep sorrow haunting his voice. He pushed down the rage that had been boiling in his body, he wanted to go upstairs to the ICU and kill the bastard now. But he didn't want to leave her side. Chichi looked up at him, her free hand wiping the tears away from her eyes, a half smile gracing her face. Her breathing slowly returning to normal, his presence alone providing her with some comfort.

"Kakarot, Please hold me tonight." He stood from the chair beside her bed; she inched over making room for him. He sat on the bed, inching himself down, he laid on his side facing her. Chichi scooted down underneath the sheets, pulling them from around her, she covered him slightly. She leaned closer to him resting her head on his shoulder. He slipped his thick arms around her delicate frame, securing her against his body. Her delicate hand found its way to his chest, resting close to her face, just beneath his collarbone. Kakarot kissed her forehead lightly, his arms tightening just a little more around her.

"I hope this helps. Get some sleep I think you need it. I promise I'll be right here."

You see you'd love to run home
but you know you ain't got one
And you're livin in a world
That you're best forgotten around here

It had been about two hours since the doctor had left the room, giving the two teenagers some time alone. He felt slightly uneasy, leaving her with him like that, but he had realized there was no way to pry that boy away from her. He removed Chichi's chart from the wall beside her door. He slowly opened the door, a small amount of light from the hallway spilling onto the floor of the room; he remained silent, looking over the teenagers. The previously hysterical girl, had the boy in the bed with her, the two of them cuddled into the twin sized bed. Her tear stained face held a small smile of contentment in her sleep, this was the first smile he had seen on her face since she had been admitted. Kakarot's hand was inside her Johnny coat, resting on the small of her back holding her to him. She shifted her weight slightly in her sleep, her body never moving from its position against him.

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sitting
In the old mans bar
waiting for his turn to die

The doctor grimaced slightly "He shouldn't be with her, she's so emotionally unstable right now." He leaned on the doorway, jotting a quick note down on her chart about counseling. A guttural growl brought him out of his thought process. He turned to find himself face to face with Vegeta, the young man glaring at the doctor standing in the doorway. "They are a couple, she is happy with him. Fuck he's probably the best thing for her. If a Saiyajin feels this connection with another, it's not just an emotion, it's the beginning of a strong bond, and love is not a common emotion in Saiyajins. Maybe he'll be the solution to all her problems."

You choke down all your anger
Forget your only son
You pray to statues when you're sober up for fun
Your anger don't impress me
The world slapped in your face
It always rains like hell on the losers day parade

The doctor took a deep breath, forcing his heart to calm down from its erratic pace. He adjusted the glasses on his face, pushing them further up on his nose, his gray hair a mess.

"I didn't know you were here." He attempted to walk past Vegeta, wanting to escape the odd situation, finding himself stopped by a hand solidly placed on his chest.

"Do me a favor and leave them be. A warning to the wise, split them up, and she will probably be one unhappy camper, and personally I wouldn't want to be the sorry fool who has to deal with her in the midst of one of her temper fits." The doctor pushed past Vegeta, taking off down the hallway to complete his rounds for the night… well early morning.

Vegeta sighed, taking in the sight of his delicate sister wrapped in his best friends arms smiling contently, seeing her happy was all he needed. Vegeta turned to leave, a quiet whispering from the room grabbing his attention.

You see you'd love to run home
But you know you ain't got one
Cause you're livin in a world that you're
Best forgotten

"Kakarot?" Chichi kept her eyes closed, her head still resting on his chest, reveling in the feeling of his heartbeat against her body.

"Yes, Chi-chan?" Kakarot opened his eyes slightly, attempting to look at her in the dark room.

" Thank you for spending the night with me, I don't know if I've said this before but..." There was a pregnant pause between the two.

" I like you alot. I just wanted you to know that." She closed her eyes tightly; expecting him to reject her like every other guy had done to her. But the rejection never came.

And you're thinkin of a joke
And nobody's gonna listen
To the one small point
I know they been missin round here

"No you haven't said that before, but I feel the same way about you." He leaned down taking her mouth with his. She ran her tongue gently over his lips, urging him to allow his mouth to her; he opened his mouth allowing the angel in his arms access to him. Her tongue gently roamed over every inch of his mouth battling with his tongue learning it's every detail. Chichi slowly pulled away with a smile on her face, the smile and blush hidden by the lack of light in the room.

"Kakarot, for some reason I trust you, please don't hurt me." She dragged her hand down his muscular chest, running her fingers over his stomach lightly.

"I'll try my best not to, and if I do it may kill me." He gave her a half smile, his eyes slowly beginning to adjust to the dark room, lit only by what little light shone in from the street outside, and the barely visible light of the quickly approaching sunrise.

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
see the young me sittin
In the old mans bar
waiting for his turn to die

Chichi buried her face in his chest, his body heat keeping her warm. " Thank you." She closed her eyes, a sense of peace passing over her. She finally sensed her brother's silent presence in doorway, but chose not to acknowledge him. "I think Vegeta will be happy to know I'm in safe arms." He hugged her tighter, stroking her hair softly, before kissing the top of her head.

"If Mike from the team bothers you again tell me. One thing is in school we can't be this close everyone will kill me."

She swallowed the lump in her throat remembering her what all her friends had warned her, 'Stay away from him he's a no good stuck up football player.' She had ignored their warning knowing it wasn't true in the least. "My friends would kill me too, so we'll see each other when no one is around." She slipped her hand just inside his shirt running her hand over his well-muscled stomach, her fingers trailing lightly. A fluttering feeling arising in his stomach, his muscles tensed underneath the feeling of her fingers on his skin.

You see you'd love to run home
But you know you aint got one
Cause you're living in a world
That you're best forgotten
And if you're thinkin of a joke
Do you think they'll listen
To the one small point
I know they been missin round here

Chichi giggled at him, "Are you ticklish?" He smiled at her and shook his head yes lightly. She ran her hand up his bare side sending chills up his sides, finding contentment in the quiet gasp that she received. "You're a sweetheart." She closed her eyes, laying her head back down on his shoulder, allowing her face to be buried in the crook of his neck.

" Goodnight...Kiobito." She started to doze off, her eyes once again feeling heavy with the temptation of sleep.

"You too MY Chibi Kiobito." She smiled; letting sleep close around her already frayed edges. Vegeta smiled at his sister's actions happy to see her content with someone who would and could finally protect her from her worst enemy...Herself.

Broadway is dark tonight
A little bit weaker than you used to be
Broadway is dark tonight
See the young man sittin
In the old man's bar
Waiting for his turn to die...