Arms reached and wrapped around his neck, the Brench pulling him into a gentle embrace. She said nothing at first, burying her nose into the ivory flesh of his shoulder. It felt warm and soft, unlike the rest of his hard, armored exoskeleton. (1/2)
“…Damn,” she says finally, voice breathy with a sigh. “I think how we are just…” She’s unable to find fitting words, and tries again. “We’re worlds apart, you and I. But… After all this time, after everything, I don’t think I could imagine myself without you.” (2/2)
Close contact was unexpected unless it came as a flying fist or swift kick. Rarely did anyone willingly come close to Cell and rarer still was it in the form of Kaki’s gentle hug. What provoked it, he wasn’t sure. Beings like her had various and complex emotions. Cell didn’t suffer from such things.
Kaki’s whispers, tone as soft as the sentiment she conveyed, felt as if it was coming from a million miles away despite her proximity. It was gentle and yearning and filled with other emotions he was only beginning to learn and feel himself. Cell couldn’t put a name to the feeling in his chest, the way it twisted and ached, similar and yet different from before. More intense. One hand lifted to rest on her back, the action somehow feeling right.
Cell’s mouth opened, but for once he felt at a loss for words. It took him a moment longer before he responded. “That is not something you need worry about. When I defeat Goku, we’ll both leave this dirt ball of a planet.”
