Could this Be Love (TurlesxGoku Fanfic)

Recovering

~~Three Months Later~~

It's been three months since I was rescued from Broly and I was still really skittish about people touching me. I had gotten used to my mom, dad, and brother, but as far as anyone else, I wouldn't let them lay a hand on me. Going back to school wasn't the easiest thing in the world either. As soon as I had walked through the doors the other day, everyone swarmed me. I was relieved that I had Raditz with me that day, otherwise I probably would have ran home. Now that it's Saturday, I decided to catch up on a lot of my homework. The project my Science teacher had assigned the day I disappeared had been put on hold, which was a relief for me. I considered asking my parents if I could just repeat the year, but I decided against it because they'd be furious if I didn't graduate next year.

When I was home, I stayed in my room most of the time to avoid conversation with my family. Something inside me kept telling me that I needed to be alone when I was home and I decided to listen to it. I sighed to myself and looked out my window. The sun was shining brightly and the wind was blowing the leaves lightly. I decided to open up my window and let some of the fresh air in. As I opened it, I felt a nice cool breeze swoosh into my room and it me right in the face, causing my hair to fly backwards a bit and also causing some of my papers to end up on the floor. I sighed and leaned against the window ledge, enjoying the air. I was enjoying it so much, that I didn't even hear anyone come into my room.

"Kakarot?" A voice suddenly said behind me, causing me to scream loudly. I was so terrified I even tried to leap from my window, but a pair of strong hands carefully pulled me back inside. "Hey, don't do that!" I gasped. That voice...it was...

"Turles...!?" I managed to squeak out as I slowly turned around, only to find myself staring at a familiar face that looked a lot like me, except a little taller and greyish skin.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to scare you like that." He released me from his grasp when he realized I was shaking really badly.

"W-what are you doing here...?" I asked quietly.

"I just came to bring you the rest of the homework that you didn't get the other day." He handed me a small stack of papers and slowly backed up. I groaned quietly and picked up the other papers that had fallen on the floor, putting them all into one thick stack. I saw Turles glance at the stack of homework and then he just chuckled softly.

"What...?" I asked, glaring slightly.

"It looks like you need some help to catch up." He replied as he leaned on my dresser.

"It's not fair...It's not my fault I got kidnapped...beaten and raped...almost killed..." I almost didn't catch all my words before I froze as painful memories came flooding back, causing tears to start coming from my eyes. "It's not my fault!" I exclaimed. Turles rushed over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder, causing me to jump slightly. He quickly pulled his hand back and just sighed.

"No Kakarot. It isn't your fault...I don't see why you would even think it's your fault..." Turles whispered softly, as he handed me a tissue. I sniffled and wiped my eyes.

"I don't know why I went with him that day...I should have known what was coming...but I went anyways..." I hugged my knees to my chest and rested my chin on top of them.

"He threatened your life, Kakarot...You should have told your parents...even though you were scared, you still should have told them..." He sighed and slowly sat down beside me. I froze when he sat down, and kept my eyes forward. I shouldn't be this scared...then again I have every right to be scared... Turles is the first person I've been alone with outside my family. My other friends always had their mates with them when they came to visit, but now...it was just me and the person who led my family and friends in the mission to save my life.

"Why did this have to happen, Turles..." I asked quietly.

"I don't know why something this horrible happened to someone as innocent as you...but it did and now you have to work on recovering...I know it won't be easy, but if it makes you feel any better, I'll help you out every step of the way. How does that sound?" He sounded so sweet and caring, but I still wasn't entirely sure I could trust him, not yet anyways. Maybe with time, I'd be able to grow to trust him, but only if he was able to be patient with me.

"You won't...rush me into anything...will you..." I asked cautiously.

"Of course not, Kakarot. I want you to take your time healing but I also want you to know that I'm here for you." I glanced toward him when he said that, and he just smiled at me.

"Well...I really hate asking this...but is there any way you could help me with my homework...?" I was so embarrassed to ask that but he just gave me another smile.

"Of course I'll help you. I'll be like your at home teacher!" He laughed, and even managed to get a laugh out of me. I had missed a lot of lessons while I was gone, so I figured it wouldn't be too terribly bad if Turles helped me get caught up, so long as he didn't try anything funny. I watched him as he carefully reached around me and grabbed the stack of papers, shuffling through them. "What do you want to start on?" He asked, tilting his head.

"Math...I hate math so we may as well get that one out of the way." Math was by far my worst subject so hopefully he could help me out. I watched as he pulled out all the math assignments and placed them in front of me.

"You pick which one you want to start on. I've got a B in math, so I should be able to help you quickly." He smiled and watched as I pulled out a pencil and something hard to write on. I grabbed a random sheet of paper and my calculator and slowly began to work on the paper. Turles leaned beside me and watched me carefully, making sure to catch any mistakes I made along the way. He made this math thing seem so easy and before I knew it, I was already half way done with my math homework. If he hadn't been here, I'd still be on the first sheet of paper. I sighed with relief as I slowly began to understand it more and I even turned toward him and gave him a small smile. Once we were done with all my math homework, I put it away and grabbed my English homework.

"Looks like I've got a few essays to write. How are you with English?" I asked, tilting my head a bit.

"Oh, decent. I've got an A in the class." He grinned a bit.

"Would you mind reviewing these as I finish them and mark where you think I need to make some changes?" I asked and he gave me a nod. With that, I started working on my first essay. I chose the easiest one first. It was supposed to be a paper about an even that had recently happened in our lives. It didn't specify if it had to be a good or bad event, so I decided on the most tragic even that had happened to me. I knew that I had to choose my words carefully and it had to be three to five pages long. That wouldn't be too hard for me at all. As I wrote it though, I found myself struggling to find the right words, and to keep calm at the same time, but I somehow managed and within twenty minutes, I had already exceeded the page limit of the essay. I had stopped at seven pages hand written. The assignment sheet said that it had to be typed and printed though that's why I wrote a little extra. Once I finished it, I handed it over to Turles and began on the second one. I heard him sigh softly, which caused me to glance over to him. "What is it?"

"Your handwriting is incredible...so very beautiful... I can read it perfectly. I just can't believe you decided on that event." He looked at me and I just shook my head.

"It was the easiest thing for me to write about, even though it did kill me writing it." I looked down at the new one I had started and just sighed again. I continued to work on the second one as Turles sat next to me, reading through my first essay, trying to keep calm. I could feel rage building up inside him as he read it, but I just ignored it. I began to let my mind wander as I was writing this second essay. I thought about Turles and how sad he looked when he first saw me in the hospital after I woke up, and now feeling his anger building as he was reading my essay. It made it seem like he was just wanting to protect me from any more bad things. That made me ask myself a very serious question...Does he love me...? Or care in some way...?

((And chapter six is done! Let me know how you guys like it! I personally think Turles makes a hot teacher! What do you guys think??? Ahhh! Goku you're so lucky!!!))