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Chapter 9

Last time on Dragon Ball Z…

"I thought you said she wore strange clothes and had ridiculously long hair?" She hissed into his ear.

"She-she did…" Trunks whispered, still unable to remove his eyes from Armoura, "She must have changed it today… She is different."

Candy's jaw clenched angrily as she watched him blatantly staring at another woman right in front of her! Armoura finally reached the bottom of the stares and Candy was furious to see that she had the similar tint in her eye as she looked at Trunks.

…

His blue eyes were locked into a trance with her green ones. Armoura hated herself for it, but, she couldn't help smiling at his reaction. Biting her lip, she hid her eyes under a layer for long black lashes. Trunks let go of Candy's waist and began to step towards the transformed woman. "Arm-"

"HI, I'M GOTEN!" Kakkarot's eager son jumped in front of the playboy to introduce himself to the lovely lady. Armoura chuckled when she saw his goofy grin but held her hand out.

Trunks swallowed hard as he watched his best friend press his lips softly against the soft flesh of her hand. "What is wrong with you, Trunks? This shouldn't bother you! No, it doesn't bother me! It doesn't at all" He shook his head and sent Armoura a look of indifference, while beckoning Candy to step forward. "Armoura, this is my girlfriend, Candy. Candy this is our houseguest and my father's pupil, Armoura."

Candy pursed her lips slightly before flashes the princess an obviously forced smile, "Your Highness, it's nice to finally meet you- I have heard all about you!"

Trunks gave his woman a what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about look, but Armoura just smiled slightly, shook the woman's hand and then moved away from the couple. Candy's jaw dropped slightly- Not only had Armoura not said a word but she also didn't tell her that Trunks had even mentioned her! "That little bitch!"

Trunks scratched his head and chuckled slightly, "This is going to be a long night."

"Oh Goten you are here already!" Bulma exclaimed as she entered the room. Even at her age, her appearance demanded attention.

Goten grinned at the woman, who had been practically a second mother to him, "Hi Bulma! Yea, I just arrived. Thanks for inviting me!"

She patted his back and laughed, "It's not a problem dear, you know how much we love to have you over! Have you met Armoura?" She gestured towards the Princess, who was now sitting on the couch running her hands through her newly-cut hair.

"Oh yes!" Goten said a little too joyfully, "She is lovely!"

Armoura blushed slightly under his intense gaze. Trunks cleared his throat loudly, "Ahem! Mom, you remember Candy?"

Bulma's countenance changed immediately at the sound of the name. "Yes, I remember. How are you?" She asked in a rather flat tone.

"Oh I've been great, Mrs. Briefs. I just got back from Aruba!" Candy answered enthusiastically.

"Oh really? Who'd you go with?" Armoura asked knowing full well that Candy had been there with her husband.

Trunks' eyes widened, while Goten and Bulma stifled a laugh. Meanwhile, Candy stood dumbfounded- she had absolutely no idea what to do! "I… Uh…"

"ARMOURA!" Bra cried, unknowingly saving the blonde model from a very awkward situation, "You look so beautiful!" The little girl ran up and jumped on the couch to sit next to her.

"You do, too, Bra," Armoura said sweetly, putting a fallen strand of hair back up into the little girl's bun.

"Thank you!" The eight year old sang back.

Trunks once again stepped forward with Candy in toe, "Hey sis you remember Candy don't you? Doesn't she look nice too?" He asked with pleading eyes.

Bra remembered the woman hanging on her brother's arm from the last family dinner they had shared together. And, although, she had never done anything to her personally, the fact that Vegeta, Bulma, and Goten did not like Candy made Bra very suspicious of her intentions with her beloved Trunksers. She looked the model up and down. She looked kind of like batgirl at prom or something with the tight leather cocktail dress and black stiletto pumps, but Bra decided she would be nice to her big brother this time, "Hi Candy. You look nice."

Trunks mouthed thank you to his little sister, however, Candy was not happy. "That little brat swoons over the foreign girl but just says that I look 'nice!' What the hell? I was voted most wanted woman not her!"

"Alright let's get this over with!" Vegeta grumbled as he entered the room, walked past them without a glance, and towards the dining room.

"Dad!" Trunks called after him, but the Saiyan continued onwards. "I guess you can meet him at the table…" He told Candy apologetically.

She rolled her eyes and headed towards the next room. The others followed, however, Trunks grabbed Armoura's arm, and hurriedly asked, "Can I talk to you for a second?" Candy stopped at the doorway, giving the two a suspicious glance but decided to let it be.

"Why, son of Vegeta, what ever would you need to talk to me about in private?" Armoura said batting her eyelashes playfully.

"Just come here!" Trunks ordered. Luckily for him, Armoura just rolled her eyes and complied. "Look I need you to not pull another stunt like that, okay?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," She lied.

Trunks' brows furrowed in frustration, "Yes, you do! You knew she was married and was in Aruba with her husband because I told you so myself. Now would you just be nice for the rest of the night?"

Armoura pouted her lip mischievously, "I'm always nice, Trunks."

He chuckled, "That's what worries me. Now promise me you won't embarrass her!"

Armoura's green eyes narrowed slightly at him, "I will do no such thing!"

"Don't make this difficult, Armoura!" Trunks said, raising his voice a little. "Would you just do this for me? Just this once!"

"Whatever, I do what I want!" Armoura laughed and began to walk away from him. (Author's Note: Can anyone tell me where that quote is from ha-ha!)

Trunks pulled her back, in a panic, causing the gap between them to disappear. He smirked as a faint blush crossed her cheeks. "Please Armoura?"

She was about to yell in his face when she was caught in a trap by his gorgeous cerulean eyes. They stared at each other for a moment, realizing that they had never been so close before. She had to admit he was a truly handsome man; "Even if he is a total pervert!" Groaning, she tore her eyes from his and mumbled, "Fine!"

Trunks smiled and reluctantly released her arm. "Thanks, Armoura."

"Yea, yea, don't mention it!" She sighed, wondering why she had just done that.

She once again began to walk away when Trunks cocked his head and gave her a small smirk, "I like your hair."

Armoura crossed her arms and chuckled, "I know."

His smirk grew wider as he advanced towards her, "Is that so? So I guess you know that I found the dress suitable as well."

For a moment she was caught up in his lustful gaze, trapped in those blue eyes and chiseled face. But it was only for a moment. She now fully understood why earthling girls so easily fell for him, but she refused to be so weak. Not answering him, she merely sauntered away into the dining room. Trunks stared at the spot where she had been standing a moment before, wondering why he had complemented her like that. "Great she is definitely going to hold that over me!" Rubbing his temples, he forced the image of Armoura's blushing face from his mind and joined the others for dinner.

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"Wow, Bulma, this looks terrific!" Goten shouted before stuffing his face with the first course.

Candy wrinkled her nose at him in disgust, only to find that Trunks and Vegeta were doing the same. "Gross!"

Upon seeing her disgusted face, Vegeta stopped his assault and asked, "What? Is the food not up to your standards, girl?"

Bra and Bulma's heads shot towards Candy, anxiously waiting her response, while Armoura smiled and took a sip of her coffee. Trunks looked at Vegeta with wide eyes, while Goten continued eating.

"No, Mr. Vegeta-Briefs, it's lovely!" Candy stammered nervously.

"Then why aren't you eating it?" He asked while narrowing his eyes.

"She just doesn't eat much, Dad," Trunks told his father in a warning tone.

Vegeta returned to his food and merely grunted, "No wonder she looks like a skeleton!"

Luckily for Trunks, Candy hadn't heard his father's last remark and slowly began to eat her food, counting the calories in her head. Looking across the table, she saw Armoura cutting her meal into fine pieces with a delicate hand. Her posture was perfect, and her manner refined. Anyone could tell that she was a well-bred, intelligent, and classy woman. Candy hated girls like that, but normally she would just ignore them. However, she noticed that every now and then Trunks and Goten would look the Princess' way. Candy had prepared to be the center of attention that night- the dinner was her idea in the first place! But here was little-miss-goodie-two-shoes spoiling her plan! She was also still brooding over the humiliating question Armoura had asked her earlier and she decided that she would get her back. "So, Armoura, how long have you been in this country now?"

Armoura looked up from her food and replied as politely as possible, "A few months."

Trunks suddenly felt all of his muscles tighten as he watched the women begin to converse. Armoura had promised him that she would behave but he was worried that if Candy probed her too much with questions that she might just let something slip.

"It must be nice to see how a civilized country is run," Candy said snottily.

Everyone else at the table froze, Armoura's jaw stopped in mid chew. "Excuse me?" She asked, her tone bordering on rage.

"Oh shit," Trunks thought inwardly, holding his breath and praying to Dende that Candy would not repeat what she had just said.

"You know I don't think I could ever survive living in a primitive society with such a backwards culture and crude traditions," Candy said with a sinister smile, watching Armoura's face begin to turn red with fury.

"Dende, why do you hate me?" Trunks asked inwardly, while he gulped down the rest of his red wine.

Bulma and Bra's mouths dropped, while Vegeta's fists clenched angrily. Even Goten stopped eating, letting his eyes dart from Candy back to Armoura. "This can't be good…"

The Princess was in a word, livid. Never in her life had she been talked to so rudely and by some harem girl no less! Her first instinct was the blast the girl, but she remembered that Earthling laws were different than her own planets and so she decided to take a different route. "If you want war, I'll give it to you bitch." Exhaling she returned Candy's smile, "Oh I don't know Candy, there are plenty of occupations that a woman of your standards could fill in my country for we have brothels a plenty."

Trunks brought his napkin to his mouth just in time before he could spew his wine across the table. Goten choked on his food, but grinned at Armoura once he calmed down. Bulma covered her mouth, trying to stop herself from laughing. Bra began to giggle incessantly. Vegeta smirked, "Looks like this dinner is going to be very interesting!"

Meanwhile, Candy looked at the smiling Princess with a dazed expression. "Um, Trunks," She pulled on his sleeve, "What's a brothel?"

Armoura, along with Vegeta and Bulma, let out a laugh at the woman's lack of vocabulary and returned to her coffee.

A nervous sweat began to drip down Trunks' back as he stammered, "Well, Candy, it's um… Well… You know…"

"It's a place where you pay for the birds and the bees! Duh!" Bra cut in dryly.

Trunks covered his face with his hands, totally humiliated.

The blonde's expression instantly turned into one filled with a passionate rage. Glaring knives at Armoura she opened her mouth to speak when she was cut off by the Princess, "Perhaps that was a little harsh. I'm sure if you worked really hard you could be the King's consort number… I don't know 20 if you're lucky. Usually kings don't like to share their concubines with other men so it might be difficult for you."

"OH BURN!" Goten and Bra shouted at the same time. This time Bulma couldn't stop a few laughs from escaping her lips and Vegeta had a full blown grin on his face.

On the other hand, Trunks' face had lost all coloring. All he wanted to do was crawl under a rock and die. "This can't get any worse!"

Candy's jaw dropped, not believing what Armoura had just said to her! Seeing that she was too shocked to reply, Armoura flashed her a quick smirk before returning to her coffee.

"Mrs. Briefs, are we ready for the second course?" A bot asked Bulma.

"Oh my Dende, it's only the first course!" Trunks cried inside his head. Everything was turning out to be a total disaster! He knew this was going to happen! He just knew that if Armoura and Candy met that Armoura would totally take her down without a second thought. But the worst part was that he didn't even feel like he could genuinely get angry at the little Princess after what his girlfriend had said to her!

The tension in the room was making it hard to breath- Except for Vegeta, who was actually enjoying himself immensely thanks to the free food and entertainment. After about five minutes of silence, Candy whipped towards Trunks, "You aren't going to let her get away with that are you?"

"Oh great this just got worse!" Trunks groaned internally.

"This just gets better and better!" Vegeta leaned into the table, waiting for his son's reaction.

Armoura rolled her eyes, "Oh yes, run off to your master for protection! How pathetic!"

"Trunks?!" Candy practically cried when he didn't answer.

Clearing his throat, he answered in a dry tone, "Armoura I would appreciate it if you treated my girlfriend with more respect." He then returned to his food.

"THAT'S IT!" Candy shrieked, outraged that he had not done a better job of upholding her honor. "I'm sorry but I'm afraid I'll have to leave early."

"Oh that's too bad. Husband returning from Aruba early?" Armoura snickered.

"UGH!" Candy squawked before turning to leave. Trunks rose to walk her out but the sudden movement caused her to trip.

"Watch for that step there… Oh wait no it's flat- you were just being clumsy," Vegeta jeered.

Candy ignored him and stomped out of the room. Trunks glared at everyone then ran after his woman.

Armoura yawned, "Well I think I will retire as well. This was great Bulma- we should do it again sometime!"

Bulma shook her head smiling at the feisty girl, "Goodnight dear."

"It was nice to meet you Goten."

"Oh it was sure nice to meet you too, Armoura!" He replied, his mouth full of meat.

"Sweet dreams, Armoura!" Bra yelled after her.

"Sweet dreams, Bra," She crooned. When she got to Vegeta they gave each other a nod and then she left the room for her quarters, quite content with herself.

As soon as the princess was out of earshot, Goten shouted, "WHAT A PISTOL!"

Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed reading that chapter as much I did writing it. The next chapter is the morning after when Trunks confronts Armoura about what happened at dinner. PLEASE REVIEW!!!