Chapter 6

Juu sighed as she walked down the empty halls of the Capsule Corp building. She had been unable to find Trunks the previous day and she knew Bulma would be angry about that. Not that she was scared of Bulma. She just had a healthy respect for her. As she stepped into the front office she found Bulma waiting for her.
Bulma invited her into her office for a chat and then sat down at her desk.
"Now Juu... You said you were sorry about trying to kill my son. Yet you went out of your way to make him angry yesterday. Could you explain why you did that?"
"...I can't get the thought that he killed my brother and sister out of my head..." Juu replied softly. "Why are you asking me now? Why not yesterday?"
"I am a busy woman Juu." Bulma said with a grin. "I have lots of work to do so I didn't have time to speculate that you two were flirting or something."
Juu made a face at this comment. Just then the door behind her opened and a woman walked in. She had long black hair and wire frame glasses which she wore over her bright green eyes..
"Juu. I would like you to meet Yurika. She is the one who is going to teach you to do this job right." Bulma said.
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Juu sat attentively and listened as Ms. Yurika went over how to do her job correctly. She smiled at Juu when she pointed out frightening people was not the way to go about the business. Juu couldn't help but smile back. Ms. Yurika was a very likable person. Very serious about her work but knew when to lighten up.
Juu couldn't help but feel ill at ease however. She truely did wish to apologize to Trunks now. The more time that passed the lower she felt and she had a feeling Bulma knew this.
It was late in the afternoon and Ms. Yurika had already left, feeling confident Juu could handle the job on her own, when Trunks came into the office. He clearly wanted to talk to his mother about something and Juu had the nagging feeling it was to complain about her.
"Hey, Trunks I-"
"Shut up," Trunks snapped.
"I was just trying to apologize you dork!" Juu snapped back. No matter how much she had wanted to apologize earlier she tended to get a bit overly defensive and almost always made things worse then they already were.
"Why didn't you apologize yesterday then?"
"I spent all afternoon looking for you and you weren't around."
"Should've looked harder then. Although that may have been expecting to much thought from you."
"What do you mean by that?" Juu shouted.
"Judging by yesterdays preformance, Juu, you don't even have the intelligence to handle being a receptionist. Heck, you needed someone to come in and teach you how to do the job you twit!" He shouted in her face.
That last comment did it. Juu lost her temper, grabbed a small-but sharp-letter opener off her desk and lunged at Trunks.
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A loud crash resounded through Bulma's office. She was not to suprised that it came from the receptionists office though. She shook her head and turned on the intercom.
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Both Trunks and Juu froze in mid attack as Bulma's voice came through the speakers.
"I am coming in there." The speaker crackled.
Trunks and Juu immediatly tore away from one another and each attempted to pick up what was left of the office which was now in shambles.
"Don't bother trying to hide the mess from me." Bulma said. She was standing in the doorway looking very unhappy. "Well you two better get to work"
"Huh?" The two said in unison.
Bulma picked up her jacket off the coat hanger and pulled it on as she started for the door. "You two are going to clean this mess up and any other mess that comes as a result of your fights. I'll give Jerry a call and he'll give you the supplies to clean this place up. It is going to be exactly as I found it this morning when I come in tomorrow. Understood?"
"Yes ma'am."
Just as Bulma closed the door Juu desk collapsed. The entire room was trashed and would probobly fit better in a condemned building and they had to fix it in one night. They both turned to the desk and stared at the pile of trash that was once a desk.
"What are we going to do about this...?" Juu muttered.
"What do you mean 'we'?" Trunks snapped. "This is your fault and I am not cleaning up after you."
"My fault? I tried to apologize and you bit my head off. This is your fault!"
"Ahem," They both turned to see a portly janitor come in with a cart full of supplies. He 'tsk-tsk'ed as he gave them the cleaning supplies and then walked out of the room, but not before turning and giving the two a strange look.
The two had been working for hours before anyone spoke.
"Hey, I really am sorry about yesterday." Juu said a little sheepishly.
Trunks stopped filling in the cracks in the ceiling, which he had flown up to reach, and looked at her. "I know you're sorry, Juu. I am too. I am just a little uneasy out about having an android around."
"That's understandable." She said sadly.
"Hey I am sorry... I didn't mean anything by that..."
"It's alright." Juu looked at him and held out a hand. "So long as we call a truce and I don't end up mopping floors again."
Trunks laughed. "It's a deal."