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I'M BACK!!!! I'm so sorry for the long wait but I had to deal with a few things in my life before I could get back to write good chapters. A lot has happened in three weeks 1. Finished a ton of school work 2. I got into college (NYU, I'll be spending my first year at their campus in Florence but don't worry I will have a laptop to continue the story) 3. I broke up with my boyfriend of a year (it was for the best, trust me! He was like a Yamcha- not a Vegeta!) 4. I just got back from vacationing in Disney World. Once again sorry for the delay!!! I'm gonna try to update every day this week to make up for it!

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Chapter 10

Last time on Dragon Ball Z…

"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!"

…

Trunks slammed the door so hard that it split in half. His cheek felt tingly thanks to the slap he had just received from Candy. By the time he had gotten to her, she was crying huge fake tears, which in turn smeared her mascara down – Not too attractive in Trunks' opinion. He tried to get her to come back but when he refused to apologize her sorrow turned to outright anger! They had made up of course… Candy refused to let her master plan go to ruin so easily. But Trunks was furious at everything and everyone at the moment for the following reasons: 1. Bulma had been the one who insisted on having the dinner, treated Candy coldly, and laughed at Armoura's comments. 2. Bra had doted all over the Demi-Saiyan Princess and ignored Candy, and she pulled that "birds and the bees" crap again! 3. Goten did nothing but eat and make eyes at Armoura the entire night. 4. Candy just had to have the great idea of coming up with this stupid dinner, and then she made Armoura mad, thus causing the argument and afterwards acted like a total emotional train wreck, blaming him for everything! 5. Vegeta… Well that was self explanatory! And finally the main culprit of the night: 6. Miss Armoura herself! She had promised that she was going to behave just before they went into the dining room. He had truly believed that she would follow through with this promise but noooo! Quite the opposite actually! She had called Candy a royal concubine at best who likes the share her body with multiple men! And then put him in a compromising situation! But was so infuriating was not only that he could tell she was thoroughly enjoying herself during the whole thing, but also that Candy had really asked for it making it nearly impossible to yell at her.
By the time he made his way back into the dining room Armoura was gone and he was fuming. To make matters worse, the entire dining room was laughing and having a good time. "I can't believe them!" As he stomped into the room, everyone settled down when they took a look at his harsh expression. His scowl was deeper than Vegeta's with a pair of smoldering blue eyes glaring every which way around the room. "Where is she?" He asked in a low, dangerous tone.

"She went to bed, unfortunately, oh man she really is something, Trunks! I mean she is totally-" Goten rambled happily.

"Shut up, Goten!" Trunks snapped as he charged towards the Princess' room like a rampaging bull.

"HOLD IT, RIGHT THERE, MISTER!" Bulma roared from behind, "I think we have had enough excitement for one night. You may have a chat with her in the morning once you have calmed down a bit!"

"Woman, let the boy have his fun!" Vegeta commanded, anxious to see the next installment of his entertainment. Inwardly he was trying to figure out which one would win the argument. Trunks was his and Bulma's son after all and thus has excellent argument skills. But, his pretty pupil was one fiery little creature that was definitely not to be taken lightly. Also Trunks was defending a woman he cared nothing about, while Armoura was defending her sacred heritage and honor. But then again Trunks had been humiliated and his ego damaged… also a force not to be reckoned with. "Hmm this should be very interesting!"

"No!" Bulma practically roared. She knew exactly what her 'charming' prince was up to and Vegeta could wait until the morning for that as far as she was concerned.

Vegeta looked at his wife a little startled. Usually they enjoyed the fights between the two youngsters together but she seemed not to be in the mood tonight. "May be she wants to fight on her own with me…" He smirked and gave her the eye, causing Bulma to blush profusely. They had been together so many years now, but he was still so unpredictable!

"She needs to be taught a lesson!" Trunks protested in a flustered manner. "The woman is completely out of control! She called my girlfriend a royal concubine for Dende's sake!"

"Actually she said if she worked really hard she might become a royal concubine," Vegeta pointed out dryly.

"Both of you, quiet!" Bulma shouted and stamped her foot down signaling that the conversation was over. "You will settle this tomorrow morning and not another word out of you, young man, or there will be hell to pay – you got it?! You shouldn't have insisted on bringing that little bimbo over in the first place!"

"But you were the one-" Trunks started.

"Oh I know you are not trying to blame this on me!" Bulma narrowed her eyes warningly. Trunks sighed and rubbed his temples. There really was no dealing with his mother sometimes and he was really too tired to argue anyways. Perhaps it would be better to have his face off with the princess in the morning.

Bra yawned and seeing that the excitement of the night seemed to be over excused herself from the room after giving her father a quick peck on the cheek. "Aww that's so cute!" Goten cooed but shut up immediately after receiving an icy glare from the Prince, "I mean in a totally manly way… of course!"

Vegeta grumbled and then also left the room with Bulma following close behind. Trunks rolled his eyes, wondering why he was stuck with such horny parents! "I mean damn they are old now!"

"Wow eventful night, huh?" Goten exclaimed with a big grin on his face.

Trunks stared at him as if he was a circus freak for a moment then chuckled slightly. It was times like these that made Trunks realize just why Goten was his best friend. He needed someone so carefree around to calm him down when he got too riled up over things. "Not exactly what I had in mind."

"You got to admit though, that Armoura sure is something!" The younger man said with a dazed look in his eye.

Trunks snorted and rolled his eyes. Goten fell for girls so easily. It worried Trunks sometimes since he had seen so many guys used by women for something whether it be looks, money, or fame. He had tried to tell his friend many times to never get too involved with a woman for it was too risky. But it was different for Trunks than it was for Goten. He was the richest man in the world and that is how every woman seemed to perceive him. Trunks never felt bad about using women because they intended on using him. They didn't love him – they loved the money or the lifestyle. They didn't want to spend time with him, they just wanted to sip on the finest champagne, have thousands of people wanting to take their picture, and buy all the clothes they could dream of in the world. He really hated it sometimes and became quite lonely every now and then. In this loneliness, he tried to seek companionship but realized once again what the woman was out for and thus the vicious cycle continued. Inwardly, he was quite resentful towards the opposite gender but he would never admit that anyone could ever make him feel such emotions for that would mean that he was not in control.

However, Armoura was a different story. She already had fame, money, power, and a good lifestyle. At first he thought that she only saw him as her greatest hero's son but her lack of respect made him forget this theory. And despite the fact that he really wanted to strangle her at the moment he did have to admit she was something. "Yea, yea, yea," He laughed and waved his hand dismissively.

"Oh come on, you got to admit that was freaking awesome! And you know Candy totally asked for it!" Goten said while leaning back in his chair.

"I don't have to admit to anything!" Trunks replied while lighting up a much needed cigarette.

The dark haired man grinned ear to ear at his best friend and whispered playfully, "But you will admit that she is totally hot, right?"

Trunks smirked and took a drag.

Goten laughed heartily, "ha-ha! I knew it! Hotter than Candy?"

"What? Are you trying to get me in trouble?" Trunks asked and his smirk widened.

"Just answer the question, man," Goten commanded still grinning.

"How about I just say that tonight she was," Trunks gave in and continued before Goten could carry on with the subject, "You'll have to sleep in the guest room down that hall… Armoura is in the one you usually stay in."

"That's cool. All of your rooms are nice," Goten yawned and looked down at his watch. It was almost one in the morning. How had it become so late? Especially since dinner had been cut short! "See ya in the morning."

"See ya on the battlefield, you mean," Trunks chuckled as he walked towards his room.

…

Vegeta's fingers tapped on the table impatiently. Armoura was late to breakfast, which was rare and thus his morning entertainment had yet to commence! Besides that Bulma was also being slow with the breakfast and Trunks' incessant glancing towards the hallway was becoming bothersome. And Mini-Kakkarot's presence wasn't making things any better!

He was about to order his archrival's son to go get the Princess when Armoura made her appearance and it was quite an appearance. Since it was Sunday and thus not training, she had gotten fully ready. Her hair was perfectly in place, her makeup flawless, and her attire very chic. She looked like nothing less but a Chanel model, causing Goten to practically drool all over the table. Trunks himself was shocked but quickly composed himself and let his anger take control. "Good morning," She said sweetly with a smile.

"Good morning!" Both Goten and Bra sang back. Vegeta only grunted and Bulma turned around and greeted her with a smile. Trunks said nothing.

Armoura noticed this and it made her smile even more. For some reason, getting under the heir's skin delighted her to no end. Plus she had completely made a fool of that pathetic excuse of a woman he had brought last night. Her confidence was in full form. "Good morning, Trunks."

"Don't good morning me!" He spat back causing her to bite her lip to keep from laughing, "You know very well that I am pissed at you for what happened last night!"

"Oh you mean that little trifle with one of your harem girls?" Armoura said indifferently before taking a sip of her cappuccino.

By now, everyone else in the room had turned their attention towards to arguing couple. It was definitely something none of them wanted to miss.

Trunks scowled deeper. "Yes, that! And stop calling her a concubine or harem girl! She isn't a prostitute!"

Armoura looked up a bit surprised, "Oh so you mean you are courting her?" She was positive that Bulma had specifically told her that he had had no interest in marrying Candy.

"Courting?" Trunks wrinkled his nose at the old fashioned word, "What the hell? We are dating… if that is what you meant to say."

"No!" She shouted as her brows furrowed in annoyance, "I meant to say exactly what I said! Are you saying that you intend to marry that woman?"

"Absolutely not!" Trunks spat as his face contorted in disgust just at the thought.

Armoura crossed her arms in frustration, "So you are using her for pleasure, yes?"

Trunks glanced around the room… which was completely filled with family members and blushed, "I mean… I wouldn't say use…"

"But that is the basis for the relationship?" Armoura asked, feigning innocence.

"It is a part of it," He whispered.

"And she is with you mainly because you buy her nice things and take her to fancy places?" She asked, reeling him into a trap.

"That is part of it, sure," Trunks answered through gritted teeth.

"Okay so let me just get this straight so I can understand this. Your relationship is purely for sex since you admit that you have absolutely no intention of marrying her and she agrees to be apart of it because of your money…. So how exactly is that any different from a concubine?"

"She has a point there, man!" Goten cut in energetically.

"Stay out of this, Goten!" Trunks snapped without disrupting his constant glaring at the princess.

"Trunks I didn't know you had a harem!" Bra exclaimed in disbelief.

"What?! No I don't!" He stuttered. How the hell was he in this situation! He had had everything planned out to humiliate Armoura – not the other way around!

"But what Armoura just said was true… so Candy is your head harem girl? What exactly did she do to gain that status?" Bra asked her big brother with big innocent blue eyes.

"When you find out, let me know!" Goten groaned.

Trunks ran his hands nervously through his hair. This was an absolute nightmare! And to make matters worse, when you really thought about it Armoura wasn't that far from the truth. "You are just jealous that many men find her attractive!" He spat at Armoura, trying desperately to redeem himself.

"Ha! Oh please! I'd never be jealous of such a low-life, unintelligent, boney whore!" Armoura yelled, completely insulted by the accusation.

Seeing that he had hit a soft spot, Trunks smirked and snickered, "You just can't stand the fact that Candy is more beautiful than you."

Before Armoura could hotly reply, Goten cut in, "But you said last night that Armoura was hotter than Candy!" He immediately slapped his hand over his mouth realizing what he had just said but the damage had been done.

Trunks closed his eyes as sheer anger and embarrassment washed over his entire body. Armoura, Bra and Bulma giggled incessantly and although he couldn't see his father he was positive that his signature smirk was plastered across his face. "Just shoot me now…Please!" Jutting his jaw forward he whispered in a dangerous tone, "Goten, what the hell?!"

"Don't cuss around your sister!" Bulma commanded angrily.

"I think I'll be going now…" Goten sadly stood to take his exit, but Armoura interjected, "No, no, no please stay Goten. I like you."

"Really?!" He asked excitedly as he plopped back into his chair.

"No! Leave right now!" Trunks glared at the dark eyed man.

"Oh… okay. I'm sorry Trunks!" He replied sorrowfully and once again stood to leave.

"No! Kakkarot's brat stays!" Vegeta barked, "He's making this even more interesting!"

"Gee, thanks Vegeta!" Goten grinned since it was one of the only nice things the older Saiyan had ever said to him.

"Ugh! This is ridiculous!" Trunks groaned and threw his hands in the air.

"So you think I'm beautiful, eh?" Armoura smirked and tossed her newly short hair teasingly. Trunks narrowed his eyes at her but didn't deny it. "Well I think I will be locking my doors from now on." She sang, getting up from the table. This battle was obviously over.

"Oh please! I wouldn't dare venture into the she-witch's lair!" Trunks called after her.

"That's because you're not a real man," Armoura smirked, "Only a man-whore."

This caused everyone, even Vegeta, to first gasp and then laugh vigorously. Trunks, on the other hand, could only stare at her in disbelief. Had she actually just called him a man-whore?! Before he could compose himself, she was gone, and he was once again humiliated. "That bitch!" He exclaimed and angrily stood up from the table. "I can't stand her!"

"That's because she totally owned you," Vegeta said flatly.

"NO ONE OWNS ME! All of you just wait! I'm going to put that woman in her place! No one makes a fool of Trunks Briefs and gets away with it!" He roared before storming out of the room.

Author's Note: Well I hope everyone enjoyed the little battle. Don't worry things will get a little better for the couple… but nothing too lovey yet. We have to lead up to a climactic union ha-ha! Sorry again for the late update. PLEASE REVIEW!!!