~Lady Espelle~ & *Lana Cinna*: Ohayo minna-san!!!
*Lana Cinna*: Finally we're on ff.net! Isn't it great?
~Lady Espelle~: You can say so! 'crying from joy' After all the difficulties, we finally found the light at the end of the tunnel.
*Lana Cinna*: Stop the melancholic gossip, Espy-chan!
~Lady Espelle~: 'pout' I just wanted to express what I'm feeling.
*Lana Cinna*: Espy-chan!!! Stop it!!! Nobody's interested in your rotten psycho stuff!
~Lady Espelle~: Well, if I'm not allowed doing my "rotten psycho stuff", my creative trail will be broken. So, plz! If this story sucks now, don't flame me, flame Lana-chan! She's the reason I'm non-creative.
*Lana Cinna*: Oh well! Just sent all the flames to me. I can use them; my heating doesn't work!!! So, how long do you think we shall talk here? Make this ol' disclaimer thingy and let's begin the story.
~Lady Espelle~: Right. So, if we do own Dragonball Z or Sailromoon? Well, don't we all own it in one way or the other? Yeah... In this case more the other way. But not in the way where I could say now I owned it. For this dump thinking with laws and all this, I personally don't own anything!!! I haven't even at least a pet I could call mine!!! Yeah, I'm sitting here without a single kitty-cat-pet, while the people who own DBZ or SM have a whole zoo PLUS these great animes! Life isn't fair at all.
*Lana Cinna*: You know what? Write a nice fanfic now, and perhaps some people from DBZ or SM read it and let you work for them. And then you can have your own little zoo. Okay? Just start writing.
~Lady Espelle~: Well, seems like the most logical I can do right now. Well, then.
~Lady Espelle~ & *Lana Cinna*: .HERE'S THE STORY!!!
CRASH'n'BURN
by Lady Espelle & Lana Cinna
Chapter I
It was a sultry afternoon and only the sound of someone tipping rapidly away on a keyboard cut through the heavy silence that lay over an office at Capsule Corp., the world's largest High-Tech business. A young woman could be seen, working on a laptop, cursing from time to time and deleting written stuff. Her long fingers with the black painted nails already hurt from the tapping that continued now the whole day. Her dear friend had told her this morning that she, too, was not in time with her work. Again! The two of them had to hand in their work today, and Hikarie only hoped her friend was somewhere nearer to finishing her work then herself. 'cause she hadn't even begun.
'How did I actually end up here?' she mentally sighed while writing the same sentence for the fifth time now. The climate didn't really help her concentrating on her work. And suddenly images of her last day back home popped up in her mind, and she remembered that very fatal day that changed the lives of two ordinary girls in a matter of minutes.
*****FLASHBACK*****
The two girls were on their way home from the party that took place in the city park tonight. JB decided to have a sleep over at KT's, for KT's parents went on a vacation over the weekend. In fact the two girls had the large mansion for themselves and nobody cared tonight when they came home. It was already 4 o'clock in the morning when the girls decided to leave the outdoor party; hence the streets of their hometown were totally deserted.
When they passed the pedestrian precinct, JB suddenly heard a noise from a small alley. She stopped dead in her tracks and called for KT, her voice barely a whisper. The other girl had also heard the sound and looked questioningly at her best friend. In a silent agreement their curiosity got the better of the two and they went to find the source of the noise.
As they rounded the corner, a little violet ball hovered circa 4 feet in the air. As KT and JB went towards the mysterious object they could make out a fog that circulated inside the shining ball. The nearer they got the faster the fog swirled around. As JB was a little nervous she grabbed KT's arm for reassurance.
They were finally so captivated by the shimmering fogs that JB didn't notice as her hand reached out for the object. In the moment her delicate fingertips touched the ball, the fog seemed to break free from its prison and flowed out into the dark alley. It surrounded the two frightened girls so that nobody saw as they were pulled down into the depths of the unbeknownst.
As a friendly beam of sunlight shone right into their faces they finally reached consciousness again. They lay in a similar alley to the one they had vanished from the night before, but one look at the full main street was enough to notice the great differences. Hover-cars raced across the street and most of the buildings were dome shaped. Later they discovered that they most likely were pulled into another dimension.
They lived some time on the streets till they got to get quite some money with programming computer viruses and things like this. The two girls had had a fable for computer work and technique back home and now it was their way to survive in this new world. With their hacker knowledge they created new identities for themselves.
JB changed her name to Hoshi Kirei and KT took as her new name Makkura Hikarie(I know, senseless. But hey! Make better names yourself!). To top it off they both agreed on making themselves adults in their new identities. This way they won't have to go into a hostel. Both girls changed their ages from 15 to 18, but since they both looked much older then their 15 years, it didn't make too much of a problem.
Everything worked out far too well until one day the two girls got the mission to hack themselves into the main computer of the legendary Capsule Corp. Thanks to some bad circumstances on their side and the fact that Bulma Briefs, head of the largest corporation ever was online just at the moment when they started their attack on the main system, they failed.
Bulma on her side was for some time now interested in the two shadows that became a living legend with the time. Under the name 'Crash'n'Burn' ('Crash' for KT and 'Burn' for JB) the two hacked themselves in the best saved networks there were. This got Bulma's attention. Now was her chance to make the two of them work for her corporation. Once she came in contact with the two she made her offer and after a few days in which the friends decided on whether or not they should accept the offer of a fixed job for a legal company, they took the chance.
*****END FLASHBACK*****
Now she sat here, it was two weeks since they began their work and she already got bored by the stupid stuff she had to do. It was actually fun to work on programs and built machines, but she also had to make reports about her work, and that really damn sucked. Kirei seemed to think so, too, since she always delayed this part of her work till the last minute.
Hikarie's trail of thought was interrupted as her stressed friend threw open the door to her office and rushed in, already half in her sentence before Hikarie noticed the fact she was actually speaking to her. Hence the 'woman' behind the desk didn't know what the other one wanted, as Kirei stared at Hikarie with a questioning expression, obviously waiting for an answer. Since no answer came Kirei repeated her question again with a quite impatient voice:
"Neko-chan, have you seen my notes to the water driven car? Darn, I can't find them. Please, it's important, I haven't even begun to write my report, and in 2 hours it has to be finished!!!"
"Why should I know where the fuck your damn notes are?!? Have you looked in the lab already?" Hikarie suggested with a much stressed tone in her voice.
"What are you so saucy? What did I do to you?" Kirei asked slightly taken aback by the voice her friend used.
"Sorry, it's just I'm not much better then you with my work at the moment. Why do we have to do this shit?" Hikarie replied in an angry voice, but it was not addressed towards her friend.
"What do you suggest we do about the reports? It's impossible that we'll get ready with them in less then 2 hours!" It was clearly to hear that she slowly started to panic under the time-pressure.
"Hey, chill out! Let's just ask Bulma what we should do. Perhaps she gives us permission to hand the reports in at a later date, or maybe she even let us skip them." Hikarie tried to calm her friend down in the most soothing voice she could muster at the moment. It wouldn't help at all if Kirei now lost her sanity.
The only reason the panic didn't rise inside her, too, now, was that she felt responsible for her friend. She stayed calm when everybody else panicked and when the time to panic was over, she lost all her sanity. That was her own insane personality, and she was so damn proud of it! She loved being out of ordinary.
Kirei nodded her head slightly in agreement, Hikarie stood up and both friends made their way to Bulma's office. When they arrived, Bulma- san's secretary informed them that her boss wasn't at work at the moment but that she was at the private wing of the building now. In the need of Bulma's mercy they decided to search for her there; after all they were her best employees.
Kirei and Hikarie made their way through the huge mansion till they reached the entrance to the private quarters.
"You sure she won't mind if we go in there?" Kirei asked as she clung nervous to Hikarie's arm. A special somebody haunted in her mind right now. Bulma's husband was said to be not as friendly as you could wish him to be when you crossed his way.
"Don't worry; Bulma doesn't seem to be mean or something. In fact I think she even likes us and we have her respect for our work." Hikarie tried to reassure her friend. Even if she knew that Bulma wasn't the problem, she was not in the mood herself to invent some brilliant reason, why this Vegeta-guy wasn't worth the fear she was sure her friend experienced right now. But as mentioned before, her panic would just start to rise in the instant she was out of this part of the building.
She concentrated, took all braveness and arrogance she could muster and began to walk through the halls of the living complex of Capsule Corp. in a quite fast pace, searching for Bulma. Kirei followed her example, even if she didn't do it as convincing as Hikarie did it.
By now they walked for circa thirty minutes through the many halls, and hadn't seen anybody in here. From time to time Hikarie mustered the braveness to open one of the doors, but the different rooms were always as empty as the last one. After each door the frustration grew and the hope to find anyone in this maze became less and less.
Just as Hikarie decided to give up hope of finding anybody in this maze of hallways, she passed the kitchen door, where a couple of women were standing, cooking a huge amount of food.
"You know, it was worse enough as Goku influenced poor Gohan to fight, but now he really crossed the border! Last Saturday he took Goten with him to train, though I ordered that Goten first made his homeworks for the next week!" a woman with black hair in a bun cried while shredding something to pieces.
"I don't see the problem, what's so important about education? If your sons like to fight they should fight. That's my opinion." a blonde answered in a rather cold and annoyed voice.
"You're lucky, you know that '18? Maron doesn't even think about fighting."
'Isn't this Bulma?' Hikarie mused. She hadn't seen her that often, for she always worked alone and after the time she had to stay, left this place as fast as possible. She didn't waste her time for small talk; she was here to work and not to talk. Another reason was that she was on the safe side not to get on the wrong side of Bulma.
Kirei and her had trusted her very much, after all she knew now that the two of them were legendary hackers. If the police knew about that, it would be very uncomfortable being in the skin of the two girls.
Hikarie was now sure that the blue haired woman was Bulma, so she stepped inside the room, coughing to get Bulma's attention.
"Oh, Hika-chan, what'ya doin' here? Hey Kirei-chan, you're here, too!" Bulma chimed as she noticed them both.
'She's just too friendly for the fact that we interrupt her in her private time.' Hika thought as she carefully placed the words she was about to say:
"Yeah, well Bulma-san."
"Call me just Bulma, Bulma-san makes me feel so old!" Bulma interrupted.
"Okay. well, Bulma, you see, it's about the reports we were to hand in today."
"Yeah, what's up with them?" Bulma interrupted again.
'Man if she doesn't stop interrupting me I'm going to get a short circuit.' an annoyed Hika thought.
"Well, we're not as ready as we should be. In fact we've not even a beginning, and we should hand it in in..." Hika checked her watch and looked at Bulma again:
"Well, we should hand it in in an hour or so.", she finished, nervously awaiting the outburst that was sure to come. By the time Kirei had hidden herself behind Hika's back completely, also awaiting the outburst.
'Well, at least she really stands behind me. ', Hika thought sarcastically.
"You know, I hated it, too, to write them. You could just show me your inventions and explain it to me this way, and then you wouldn't have to write these damn reports! But you would have to speak to me more than 'Ohayo!' and 'Konban wa!'." Bulma stated, shooting Hika an accusing look. Perhaps she had really avoided speaking with her to the point where it might seem like an offence, but she just thought she had already given her much more trust than she deserved. But well, she might just have to be careful what she said.
"Well, I think it's worth not being damned any longer to write these horrible reports, what do you think Kirei-chan?" Hika asked after some time of discussing with her self.
"Everything is better then those essays!" the other girl answered with no sign of the former nervousness.
"Well, it seems it's decided then." Bulma concluded. "Why don't you guys spend the evening with some friends of mine? As a sign of our hopefully soon-to-come friendship? After all you two are my most valuable employees." the blue haired woman invited the two. Before Kirei could protest, as her manners demanded, Hika had already agreed.
'What's up? She is the last person I expected to accept such an offer?' Kirei thought a while about it till it slowly dawned on her. Wasn't Hika supposed to cook tonight for both girls? Of course, and as Kirei knew her friend she would rather jump down a canyon, before she voluntarily cooked. But well, she wouldn't have to stand by Hika's side with the fire extinguisher either.
"All right, Hika-chan, Kirei-chan, this is my dear friend ChiChi and the blond one is 18." Bulma introduced. ChiChi had a suspicious look on her face which Bulma didn't fail to notice:
"What's up ChiChi?" she asked patiently.
"These girls are too young to have ended their school and learned this job! How can they work for you?" ChiChi demanded.
"Well, you see? These two are just very gifted in what they do, so I didn't need them to have conclusion." Bulma responded slightly unsure of what to answer. She could all too clearly imagine ChiChi's reaction if she found out that the two girls had been criminals. 18's reaction restricted itself on another point of the two new girls:
"Kirei? What's that for a name? And am I right that Hika is just short for Hikarie? Who has such silly names?" Her voice was cold and mocking and Hika couldn't help but retort:
"Somebody who's called 18 should risk such a sharp tongue." In the first moment 18 was taken aback: 'She dares offending me?' but as she thought about it, she had to admit this girl had guts and knew what to say. That made her respectable in 18's eyes.
"Well, well, well, little saucy today, eh? But hey, I started it." with these words 18 went out, carrying some plates of the food with her. Kirei just gave Hika a blow in her rips and hissed: "Old habits never die, what?" With that she followed ChiChi outside where a large table stood and the Z fighters waited. Bulma looked questioningly at Hika:
"What did she mean by 'Old habits never die'?" She asked confused. Hika responded with a shrug:
"She alludes to my sharp tongue. So, can I somehow help?"
"You are my guests tonight, but could you just take some plates with you when you go out? There I'll introduce you two to the others." Bulma explained kind of cheerfully.
"Of course! Say, who are these people? And why are they here? Is there an anniversary or something?" Hika asked curious.
"They are old friends of mine and their families. We have experienced some wired stuff together. We just decided we should stay in contact, hence we meet once a year to refresh the old friendship." Bulma responded. Hika was impressed, to say at least. When there was one thing she put over everything else in priority, it was true friendship. And the way the blue haired genius in front of her talked about her friends, there was no question that they shared true friendship. In a matter of minutes the 15 year old came to like her boss a huge bit better.
As mentioned woman made her way into the garden Hika followed suit. Kirei was at the table arranging the amounts of food in every little corner. Most of the other guys were somewhere around the house and not in sight so far, what was the best way to save the food till everything was placed as Bulma knew from experience.
Only Goten and Chibi- Trunks sat at the table drooling at this sight of food. Just the fear of the wrath of their mothers kept them from already digging in the food. They shot short, curious glances towards the two new- comers, but their eyes landed in an instant on the food before them again.
Maron talked to her mother at the moment, and Kirei and Hika were astounded by the caring expression 18 could muster towards her daughter. But well, Maron seemed to be a cute little girl; even Hika had to admit that, as she had children- phobia or something like this. Anyway, you were on the safer side when you separated children from Hika.
When everything was neatly placed by ChiChi and Kirei, Bulma shouted out that everybody should come to the table. There was a blur and suddenly a loud gonging-sound and a thumb, and a man with an orange and blue training gi and black hair that stood in every imaginable direction lay on the floor, unconscious, and a fuming ChiChi, with a frying pan in hand, towered over him.
"Son Goku, how often do I have to tell you to remember at least a few of the little manners you can call yours?" she demanded. Goku, who came slowly back to consciousness muttered some excuses while getting up and holding the spot where the impact had been. Bulma coughed to get everyone's attention, for she had an announcement to make.
"Well, as it seems, we have today two more guests which I'd love to introduce to you guys. Well, these are Hoshi Kirei and Makkura Hikarie." Bulma said, pointing towards the two girls who stood some meters behind her. This was the first time the others noticed them, and as they looked over to them, Gohan's and Mirai Trunks' hearts skipped a beat and their breath stopped for some time.
The two guys were mesmerized by the view in front of them. Gohan took in the sight of the tenshi before him. She had reacted to the name Hoshi Kirei. On her petite body she wore a navy blue suit for women:
Her jacket ended at her hips, and under it a simple white blouse could be seen. Her trousers were the same colour like the jacket and they went a little bit over her navy blue, one inch heel shoes that ended round at the tip. Her dark brown, nearly black hair fell to the middle of her back and was layered where it framed her beautiful face. Her skin was tan and when her sky blue eyes met his coal black ones she quickly looked to the ground, blushing slightly. He reckoned her height of about 1,70m, and a little golden necklace with a small cross on it drew his attention towards itself. When he heard his name being called he quickly snapped back to reality nodding politely towards the two girls.
Meanwhile, Trunks didn't even realize the presence of the mentioned girl, as his eyes were locked onto her friend. The girl seemed totally oblivious to the stare of the young man, as her gaze followed the line of strangers while their names were being called.
She wore a black suit with white stripes running along it. Her jacket reached her knees and was only held together by one simple peg right under her breast region, where the neck of her blouse ended, too. Underneath could be seen a pitch black bra. Her blouse had many layers where it should be buttoned up, that flared out over her jacket. A large golden cross fell low in her neck. But even if this was very explicating, it looked actually good. Her trousers went a bit over her pitch black leather shoes that had one and a half inch high heels and ended angular at the tip.
Her hair ended one inch over her shoulders, and was curved around her petite face. It was side-parted to the left side and the left side of it was also fixed behind her ear, revealing three white pearls that went up her ear. A little Rubin graced the right side of her nose, too. Her original hair colour couldn't be made out anymore, for now little streaks were spread all over it. The colours changed from honey-gold-blond over chestnut-brown and a warm red tone to a violet/red. It made a charming effect. Her pupils were very large; hence it looked like her eyes were pitch-black, framed with an edge of grey that shimmered greenish from time to time. The colour remembered him of a stone over which a slight layer of moss laid.
Her gaze seemed so intense as she took in every detail about the person that was introduced to her, that Trunks almost feared the moment, when she would look at him with these eyes.
"And this is Mirai Trunks." .and there was the moment he had feared. He had been right. Her eyes were piercing, as if she looked right inside of him and he lost himself in them. But after a few short moments, that seemed like eternity, her gaze wandered on to the next person of the group. By the way he noticed her height by circa 1,75cm, but didn't waste any other thought on it.
Hikarie, or KT, thought she might possibly find interest in the lavender haired guy, who stared at her the entire time, while the group was, one by one, introduced to her. Of course she wasn't childish enough to ignore it, but she wouldn't allow herself be as easy to read as to let him know that she was watching him, too, with a part of her mind from the corner of her eyes, either. She was impressed how he managed to examine her breast region as properly as he did, without showing a sign of anything near a blush.
'Well,' she thought smugly to herself, 'I'll just have to teach him how to blush.' As if she hadn't enough to focus her sight on and to register in her mind, she just noticed the situation between Kirei and a certain black haired guy next to her victim.
'Okay, first my good deed for the day, then my fun.' she thought to herself jokingly. Of course she had faith that Kirei could master the situation on her own, but sometimes it was just more comfortable to have an accomplice. And it would function vice versa, too.
Sooooo? Watcha thinking? Acceptable, bad, horrible? Should we call it an angst/horror, because of an awful plot and bad writing?!? That's it!!!! *little light bulb pops up over Lady E's head*
Please remember we're just two ordinary 14 year old girls who learn this darn language at school! (no offence to those who speak this language all day, it's just the fact that it's difficult and that the teachers tease us with bad marks.) Okay, Read and Review please! This is our first fanfic, and it would be great if we got a feedback. Please do us the favour! Just a little
'Hey, put this shit up your ass!!!' would be enough. Thanks for all who will review! We love y'all!!
Gods bless y'all,
~*Lady Espelle*~ & ~*Lana Cinna*~
*Lana Cinna*: Finally we're on ff.net! Isn't it great?
~Lady Espelle~: You can say so! 'crying from joy' After all the difficulties, we finally found the light at the end of the tunnel.
*Lana Cinna*: Stop the melancholic gossip, Espy-chan!
~Lady Espelle~: 'pout' I just wanted to express what I'm feeling.
*Lana Cinna*: Espy-chan!!! Stop it!!! Nobody's interested in your rotten psycho stuff!
~Lady Espelle~: Well, if I'm not allowed doing my "rotten psycho stuff", my creative trail will be broken. So, plz! If this story sucks now, don't flame me, flame Lana-chan! She's the reason I'm non-creative.
*Lana Cinna*: Oh well! Just sent all the flames to me. I can use them; my heating doesn't work!!! So, how long do you think we shall talk here? Make this ol' disclaimer thingy and let's begin the story.
~Lady Espelle~: Right. So, if we do own Dragonball Z or Sailromoon? Well, don't we all own it in one way or the other? Yeah... In this case more the other way. But not in the way where I could say now I owned it. For this dump thinking with laws and all this, I personally don't own anything!!! I haven't even at least a pet I could call mine!!! Yeah, I'm sitting here without a single kitty-cat-pet, while the people who own DBZ or SM have a whole zoo PLUS these great animes! Life isn't fair at all.
*Lana Cinna*: You know what? Write a nice fanfic now, and perhaps some people from DBZ or SM read it and let you work for them. And then you can have your own little zoo. Okay? Just start writing.
~Lady Espelle~: Well, seems like the most logical I can do right now. Well, then.
~Lady Espelle~ & *Lana Cinna*: .HERE'S THE STORY!!!
CRASH'n'BURN
by Lady Espelle & Lana Cinna
Chapter I
It was a sultry afternoon and only the sound of someone tipping rapidly away on a keyboard cut through the heavy silence that lay over an office at Capsule Corp., the world's largest High-Tech business. A young woman could be seen, working on a laptop, cursing from time to time and deleting written stuff. Her long fingers with the black painted nails already hurt from the tapping that continued now the whole day. Her dear friend had told her this morning that she, too, was not in time with her work. Again! The two of them had to hand in their work today, and Hikarie only hoped her friend was somewhere nearer to finishing her work then herself. 'cause she hadn't even begun.
'How did I actually end up here?' she mentally sighed while writing the same sentence for the fifth time now. The climate didn't really help her concentrating on her work. And suddenly images of her last day back home popped up in her mind, and she remembered that very fatal day that changed the lives of two ordinary girls in a matter of minutes.
*****FLASHBACK*****
The two girls were on their way home from the party that took place in the city park tonight. JB decided to have a sleep over at KT's, for KT's parents went on a vacation over the weekend. In fact the two girls had the large mansion for themselves and nobody cared tonight when they came home. It was already 4 o'clock in the morning when the girls decided to leave the outdoor party; hence the streets of their hometown were totally deserted.
When they passed the pedestrian precinct, JB suddenly heard a noise from a small alley. She stopped dead in her tracks and called for KT, her voice barely a whisper. The other girl had also heard the sound and looked questioningly at her best friend. In a silent agreement their curiosity got the better of the two and they went to find the source of the noise.
As they rounded the corner, a little violet ball hovered circa 4 feet in the air. As KT and JB went towards the mysterious object they could make out a fog that circulated inside the shining ball. The nearer they got the faster the fog swirled around. As JB was a little nervous she grabbed KT's arm for reassurance.
They were finally so captivated by the shimmering fogs that JB didn't notice as her hand reached out for the object. In the moment her delicate fingertips touched the ball, the fog seemed to break free from its prison and flowed out into the dark alley. It surrounded the two frightened girls so that nobody saw as they were pulled down into the depths of the unbeknownst.
As a friendly beam of sunlight shone right into their faces they finally reached consciousness again. They lay in a similar alley to the one they had vanished from the night before, but one look at the full main street was enough to notice the great differences. Hover-cars raced across the street and most of the buildings were dome shaped. Later they discovered that they most likely were pulled into another dimension.
They lived some time on the streets till they got to get quite some money with programming computer viruses and things like this. The two girls had had a fable for computer work and technique back home and now it was their way to survive in this new world. With their hacker knowledge they created new identities for themselves.
JB changed her name to Hoshi Kirei and KT took as her new name Makkura Hikarie(I know, senseless. But hey! Make better names yourself!). To top it off they both agreed on making themselves adults in their new identities. This way they won't have to go into a hostel. Both girls changed their ages from 15 to 18, but since they both looked much older then their 15 years, it didn't make too much of a problem.
Everything worked out far too well until one day the two girls got the mission to hack themselves into the main computer of the legendary Capsule Corp. Thanks to some bad circumstances on their side and the fact that Bulma Briefs, head of the largest corporation ever was online just at the moment when they started their attack on the main system, they failed.
Bulma on her side was for some time now interested in the two shadows that became a living legend with the time. Under the name 'Crash'n'Burn' ('Crash' for KT and 'Burn' for JB) the two hacked themselves in the best saved networks there were. This got Bulma's attention. Now was her chance to make the two of them work for her corporation. Once she came in contact with the two she made her offer and after a few days in which the friends decided on whether or not they should accept the offer of a fixed job for a legal company, they took the chance.
*****END FLASHBACK*****
Now she sat here, it was two weeks since they began their work and she already got bored by the stupid stuff she had to do. It was actually fun to work on programs and built machines, but she also had to make reports about her work, and that really damn sucked. Kirei seemed to think so, too, since she always delayed this part of her work till the last minute.
Hikarie's trail of thought was interrupted as her stressed friend threw open the door to her office and rushed in, already half in her sentence before Hikarie noticed the fact she was actually speaking to her. Hence the 'woman' behind the desk didn't know what the other one wanted, as Kirei stared at Hikarie with a questioning expression, obviously waiting for an answer. Since no answer came Kirei repeated her question again with a quite impatient voice:
"Neko-chan, have you seen my notes to the water driven car? Darn, I can't find them. Please, it's important, I haven't even begun to write my report, and in 2 hours it has to be finished!!!"
"Why should I know where the fuck your damn notes are?!? Have you looked in the lab already?" Hikarie suggested with a much stressed tone in her voice.
"What are you so saucy? What did I do to you?" Kirei asked slightly taken aback by the voice her friend used.
"Sorry, it's just I'm not much better then you with my work at the moment. Why do we have to do this shit?" Hikarie replied in an angry voice, but it was not addressed towards her friend.
"What do you suggest we do about the reports? It's impossible that we'll get ready with them in less then 2 hours!" It was clearly to hear that she slowly started to panic under the time-pressure.
"Hey, chill out! Let's just ask Bulma what we should do. Perhaps she gives us permission to hand the reports in at a later date, or maybe she even let us skip them." Hikarie tried to calm her friend down in the most soothing voice she could muster at the moment. It wouldn't help at all if Kirei now lost her sanity.
The only reason the panic didn't rise inside her, too, now, was that she felt responsible for her friend. She stayed calm when everybody else panicked and when the time to panic was over, she lost all her sanity. That was her own insane personality, and she was so damn proud of it! She loved being out of ordinary.
Kirei nodded her head slightly in agreement, Hikarie stood up and both friends made their way to Bulma's office. When they arrived, Bulma- san's secretary informed them that her boss wasn't at work at the moment but that she was at the private wing of the building now. In the need of Bulma's mercy they decided to search for her there; after all they were her best employees.
Kirei and Hikarie made their way through the huge mansion till they reached the entrance to the private quarters.
"You sure she won't mind if we go in there?" Kirei asked as she clung nervous to Hikarie's arm. A special somebody haunted in her mind right now. Bulma's husband was said to be not as friendly as you could wish him to be when you crossed his way.
"Don't worry; Bulma doesn't seem to be mean or something. In fact I think she even likes us and we have her respect for our work." Hikarie tried to reassure her friend. Even if she knew that Bulma wasn't the problem, she was not in the mood herself to invent some brilliant reason, why this Vegeta-guy wasn't worth the fear she was sure her friend experienced right now. But as mentioned before, her panic would just start to rise in the instant she was out of this part of the building.
She concentrated, took all braveness and arrogance she could muster and began to walk through the halls of the living complex of Capsule Corp. in a quite fast pace, searching for Bulma. Kirei followed her example, even if she didn't do it as convincing as Hikarie did it.
By now they walked for circa thirty minutes through the many halls, and hadn't seen anybody in here. From time to time Hikarie mustered the braveness to open one of the doors, but the different rooms were always as empty as the last one. After each door the frustration grew and the hope to find anyone in this maze became less and less.
Just as Hikarie decided to give up hope of finding anybody in this maze of hallways, she passed the kitchen door, where a couple of women were standing, cooking a huge amount of food.
"You know, it was worse enough as Goku influenced poor Gohan to fight, but now he really crossed the border! Last Saturday he took Goten with him to train, though I ordered that Goten first made his homeworks for the next week!" a woman with black hair in a bun cried while shredding something to pieces.
"I don't see the problem, what's so important about education? If your sons like to fight they should fight. That's my opinion." a blonde answered in a rather cold and annoyed voice.
"You're lucky, you know that '18? Maron doesn't even think about fighting."
'Isn't this Bulma?' Hikarie mused. She hadn't seen her that often, for she always worked alone and after the time she had to stay, left this place as fast as possible. She didn't waste her time for small talk; she was here to work and not to talk. Another reason was that she was on the safe side not to get on the wrong side of Bulma.
Kirei and her had trusted her very much, after all she knew now that the two of them were legendary hackers. If the police knew about that, it would be very uncomfortable being in the skin of the two girls.
Hikarie was now sure that the blue haired woman was Bulma, so she stepped inside the room, coughing to get Bulma's attention.
"Oh, Hika-chan, what'ya doin' here? Hey Kirei-chan, you're here, too!" Bulma chimed as she noticed them both.
'She's just too friendly for the fact that we interrupt her in her private time.' Hika thought as she carefully placed the words she was about to say:
"Yeah, well Bulma-san."
"Call me just Bulma, Bulma-san makes me feel so old!" Bulma interrupted.
"Okay. well, Bulma, you see, it's about the reports we were to hand in today."
"Yeah, what's up with them?" Bulma interrupted again.
'Man if she doesn't stop interrupting me I'm going to get a short circuit.' an annoyed Hika thought.
"Well, we're not as ready as we should be. In fact we've not even a beginning, and we should hand it in in..." Hika checked her watch and looked at Bulma again:
"Well, we should hand it in in an hour or so.", she finished, nervously awaiting the outburst that was sure to come. By the time Kirei had hidden herself behind Hika's back completely, also awaiting the outburst.
'Well, at least she really stands behind me. ', Hika thought sarcastically.
"You know, I hated it, too, to write them. You could just show me your inventions and explain it to me this way, and then you wouldn't have to write these damn reports! But you would have to speak to me more than 'Ohayo!' and 'Konban wa!'." Bulma stated, shooting Hika an accusing look. Perhaps she had really avoided speaking with her to the point where it might seem like an offence, but she just thought she had already given her much more trust than she deserved. But well, she might just have to be careful what she said.
"Well, I think it's worth not being damned any longer to write these horrible reports, what do you think Kirei-chan?" Hika asked after some time of discussing with her self.
"Everything is better then those essays!" the other girl answered with no sign of the former nervousness.
"Well, it seems it's decided then." Bulma concluded. "Why don't you guys spend the evening with some friends of mine? As a sign of our hopefully soon-to-come friendship? After all you two are my most valuable employees." the blue haired woman invited the two. Before Kirei could protest, as her manners demanded, Hika had already agreed.
'What's up? She is the last person I expected to accept such an offer?' Kirei thought a while about it till it slowly dawned on her. Wasn't Hika supposed to cook tonight for both girls? Of course, and as Kirei knew her friend she would rather jump down a canyon, before she voluntarily cooked. But well, she wouldn't have to stand by Hika's side with the fire extinguisher either.
"All right, Hika-chan, Kirei-chan, this is my dear friend ChiChi and the blond one is 18." Bulma introduced. ChiChi had a suspicious look on her face which Bulma didn't fail to notice:
"What's up ChiChi?" she asked patiently.
"These girls are too young to have ended their school and learned this job! How can they work for you?" ChiChi demanded.
"Well, you see? These two are just very gifted in what they do, so I didn't need them to have conclusion." Bulma responded slightly unsure of what to answer. She could all too clearly imagine ChiChi's reaction if she found out that the two girls had been criminals. 18's reaction restricted itself on another point of the two new girls:
"Kirei? What's that for a name? And am I right that Hika is just short for Hikarie? Who has such silly names?" Her voice was cold and mocking and Hika couldn't help but retort:
"Somebody who's called 18 should risk such a sharp tongue." In the first moment 18 was taken aback: 'She dares offending me?' but as she thought about it, she had to admit this girl had guts and knew what to say. That made her respectable in 18's eyes.
"Well, well, well, little saucy today, eh? But hey, I started it." with these words 18 went out, carrying some plates of the food with her. Kirei just gave Hika a blow in her rips and hissed: "Old habits never die, what?" With that she followed ChiChi outside where a large table stood and the Z fighters waited. Bulma looked questioningly at Hika:
"What did she mean by 'Old habits never die'?" She asked confused. Hika responded with a shrug:
"She alludes to my sharp tongue. So, can I somehow help?"
"You are my guests tonight, but could you just take some plates with you when you go out? There I'll introduce you two to the others." Bulma explained kind of cheerfully.
"Of course! Say, who are these people? And why are they here? Is there an anniversary or something?" Hika asked curious.
"They are old friends of mine and their families. We have experienced some wired stuff together. We just decided we should stay in contact, hence we meet once a year to refresh the old friendship." Bulma responded. Hika was impressed, to say at least. When there was one thing she put over everything else in priority, it was true friendship. And the way the blue haired genius in front of her talked about her friends, there was no question that they shared true friendship. In a matter of minutes the 15 year old came to like her boss a huge bit better.
As mentioned woman made her way into the garden Hika followed suit. Kirei was at the table arranging the amounts of food in every little corner. Most of the other guys were somewhere around the house and not in sight so far, what was the best way to save the food till everything was placed as Bulma knew from experience.
Only Goten and Chibi- Trunks sat at the table drooling at this sight of food. Just the fear of the wrath of their mothers kept them from already digging in the food. They shot short, curious glances towards the two new- comers, but their eyes landed in an instant on the food before them again.
Maron talked to her mother at the moment, and Kirei and Hika were astounded by the caring expression 18 could muster towards her daughter. But well, Maron seemed to be a cute little girl; even Hika had to admit that, as she had children- phobia or something like this. Anyway, you were on the safer side when you separated children from Hika.
When everything was neatly placed by ChiChi and Kirei, Bulma shouted out that everybody should come to the table. There was a blur and suddenly a loud gonging-sound and a thumb, and a man with an orange and blue training gi and black hair that stood in every imaginable direction lay on the floor, unconscious, and a fuming ChiChi, with a frying pan in hand, towered over him.
"Son Goku, how often do I have to tell you to remember at least a few of the little manners you can call yours?" she demanded. Goku, who came slowly back to consciousness muttered some excuses while getting up and holding the spot where the impact had been. Bulma coughed to get everyone's attention, for she had an announcement to make.
"Well, as it seems, we have today two more guests which I'd love to introduce to you guys. Well, these are Hoshi Kirei and Makkura Hikarie." Bulma said, pointing towards the two girls who stood some meters behind her. This was the first time the others noticed them, and as they looked over to them, Gohan's and Mirai Trunks' hearts skipped a beat and their breath stopped for some time.
The two guys were mesmerized by the view in front of them. Gohan took in the sight of the tenshi before him. She had reacted to the name Hoshi Kirei. On her petite body she wore a navy blue suit for women:
Her jacket ended at her hips, and under it a simple white blouse could be seen. Her trousers were the same colour like the jacket and they went a little bit over her navy blue, one inch heel shoes that ended round at the tip. Her dark brown, nearly black hair fell to the middle of her back and was layered where it framed her beautiful face. Her skin was tan and when her sky blue eyes met his coal black ones she quickly looked to the ground, blushing slightly. He reckoned her height of about 1,70m, and a little golden necklace with a small cross on it drew his attention towards itself. When he heard his name being called he quickly snapped back to reality nodding politely towards the two girls.
Meanwhile, Trunks didn't even realize the presence of the mentioned girl, as his eyes were locked onto her friend. The girl seemed totally oblivious to the stare of the young man, as her gaze followed the line of strangers while their names were being called.
She wore a black suit with white stripes running along it. Her jacket reached her knees and was only held together by one simple peg right under her breast region, where the neck of her blouse ended, too. Underneath could be seen a pitch black bra. Her blouse had many layers where it should be buttoned up, that flared out over her jacket. A large golden cross fell low in her neck. But even if this was very explicating, it looked actually good. Her trousers went a bit over her pitch black leather shoes that had one and a half inch high heels and ended angular at the tip.
Her hair ended one inch over her shoulders, and was curved around her petite face. It was side-parted to the left side and the left side of it was also fixed behind her ear, revealing three white pearls that went up her ear. A little Rubin graced the right side of her nose, too. Her original hair colour couldn't be made out anymore, for now little streaks were spread all over it. The colours changed from honey-gold-blond over chestnut-brown and a warm red tone to a violet/red. It made a charming effect. Her pupils were very large; hence it looked like her eyes were pitch-black, framed with an edge of grey that shimmered greenish from time to time. The colour remembered him of a stone over which a slight layer of moss laid.
Her gaze seemed so intense as she took in every detail about the person that was introduced to her, that Trunks almost feared the moment, when she would look at him with these eyes.
"And this is Mirai Trunks." .and there was the moment he had feared. He had been right. Her eyes were piercing, as if she looked right inside of him and he lost himself in them. But after a few short moments, that seemed like eternity, her gaze wandered on to the next person of the group. By the way he noticed her height by circa 1,75cm, but didn't waste any other thought on it.
Hikarie, or KT, thought she might possibly find interest in the lavender haired guy, who stared at her the entire time, while the group was, one by one, introduced to her. Of course she wasn't childish enough to ignore it, but she wouldn't allow herself be as easy to read as to let him know that she was watching him, too, with a part of her mind from the corner of her eyes, either. She was impressed how he managed to examine her breast region as properly as he did, without showing a sign of anything near a blush.
'Well,' she thought smugly to herself, 'I'll just have to teach him how to blush.' As if she hadn't enough to focus her sight on and to register in her mind, she just noticed the situation between Kirei and a certain black haired guy next to her victim.
'Okay, first my good deed for the day, then my fun.' she thought to herself jokingly. Of course she had faith that Kirei could master the situation on her own, but sometimes it was just more comfortable to have an accomplice. And it would function vice versa, too.
Sooooo? Watcha thinking? Acceptable, bad, horrible? Should we call it an angst/horror, because of an awful plot and bad writing?!? That's it!!!! *little light bulb pops up over Lady E's head*
Please remember we're just two ordinary 14 year old girls who learn this darn language at school! (no offence to those who speak this language all day, it's just the fact that it's difficult and that the teachers tease us with bad marks.) Okay, Read and Review please! This is our first fanfic, and it would be great if we got a feedback. Please do us the favour! Just a little
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