~Lady Espelle~: Okay, just to say one thing for the beginning: Unlike my
other story this one already has a plot! It's not already fully worked out,
but it's pretty far worked out in the ground structure. Just to say it
before someone is angry at me: In this story sailor moon is already planned
to come in. But it'll come at a later time, not yet. I hope you read it
nonetheless, because I personally think the plot of this story will be very
good. What do you think, Lana-chan?
*Lana Cinna*: I would definitely read it if I would write it! Do you people hear me?!? Read it! It's good! Don't you dare say otherwise!
~Lady Espelle~: *sweetdrops* I would appreciate hearing the true opinion of my readers, but well, I just won't let you read the bad reviews.
*Lana Cinna*: I would dare you.
~Lady Espelle~: Yeah sure! You're threatening me.
*Lana Cinna*: *sends dark glare towards Lady E.*
~Lady Espelle~: Okay, okay! This whole shit doesn't interest the readers! (Say, does anybody actually read this story? I really don't know! WE GOT NO REVIEWS!!! *hint*hint*) But by now our only reader has already scrolled down, I would say, so we can as well end it here.
*Lana Cinna*: Okay, if anybody still reads this he has too much time! Give us some of your time! Hope you review!
~Lady Espelle~ & *Lana Cinna*: Read and Review!!!!
CRASH'n'BURN
by Lady Espelle & Lana Cinna
Chapter II
As Bulma finished introducing everybody to the two girls, Vegeta rudely finished off any other word Bulma was about to say, when he growled:
"Onna, I'm hungry! Stop the damn chitchat and let's have a fucking seat now." Bulma's eyes flashed with anger.
"Vegeta no baka! Don't you dare speaking like that in front of your sons again!!!" To prove her point, the blue haired genius clenched her fists at the side of her body. Vegeta was about to spit out a saucy response, when Kruillin, sensing the battle that was about to come, stepped in between the two, holding up his hands in a defending manner.
"Hey guys, calm down! It's not like we want to have a show in front of our guests. ", he trailed off, seeing the death glares, both, Vegeta and Bulma, shot him. Nonetheless they both calmed down. An uncomfortable silence now settled down, but after a few minutes it was finally interrupted by ChiChi's unsure but cheery voice:
"Yosh', I think we might as well sit down now."
Everybody took their seats; to Bulma's right 18 and ChiChi took seats, while Hikarie and Kirei sat down on Bulma's left side. Unfortunately, Muten Roshi chose to take his seat next to Kirei. The girl smiled politely at the visible old man, but when she noticed the fact that he drooled and that he seemed to look right under her face (what was difficult to see, due to the fact that he wore his large sunglasses), her facial expression quickly changed to one of disgust. She tried to ignore the man and his meaningless and partly naughty gossip, but it became impossible when he nearly sat in her lap, his face literally buried in her breasts. She tried to get some distance between the old hentai and herself, by nervously sliding over to her best friend. In the instant Bulma noticed the situation Kirei was in at the moment, she decided without hesitation that the younger woman needed help immediately. She knew Muten Roshi all too well when it came to young women.
"And may I ask what you're up to? ", Bulma asked in a sarcastic sweet voice as she glared at the old hentai with eyes that nearly screeched: Leave the girls alone or I'll have you to never ever get near a woman again for the rest of your pitiful life!" He pouted inwardly, but backed off without any hesitation, giving now his full attention to the food placed before him.
Kirei turned to look at Bulma, her eyes full of thank. Bulma smiled sympathetic at the girl, then her eyes landed on Hikarie as she tried to make at least some conversation:
"So, Hika-chan, how's ya been lately?"
"Yeah, fine! ", Hika answered, looking quite unsure about the meaning of Bulma asking her a question like this. Bulma made another attempt to drag the multicolour-haired adolescent into a conversation:
"So, what are you working at at the moment?" She wouldn't give up that easily.
"You see, I just invited a new computer-protecting software for you. And then I was building a new regeneration tank, as you ordered."
"Really? ", Bulma asked, trying to sound interested. There were no news in the statement, after all Bulma herself gave the assignments. She asked one of her geniuses to built the regeneration tank, because it was really difficult to understand how it worked and you had to work really dexterous. So there were only the three of them in her opinion, who could make this work.
Hika saw the good meaning behind Bulma's futile attempts to be nice and decided it would do no harm if she helped her a little bit:
"So, these two sweethearts are your legendary sons? ", she asked jokingly, gesturing towards Chibi and Mirai Trunks.
"Yeah, but it's kinda difficult, ya know?"
"Why is this? Has it something to do with the fact that they've got an unusual great similarity? ", Hika demanded, curious about the strange appearance of the two similar lavender haired males. She had noticed the fast eating pace earlier by the way that seemed to be usual for these people, but she wasn't surprised anymore, 'cause for her this whole world was simply, plain strange.
At the asked question Bulma got a little nervous. Of course, she had literally asked her to ask this question, -why could she never stay quiet for at least a minute?!?- , but still. How could she answer that without making herself looking totally insane in the girl's eyes?
Just as she thought her brain would get a short circuit from too much rapid thinking, Goku jumped in to help her. But as she realized when she heard his question, he had helped her while being totally oblivious to the situation she was in:
"Eh, Bulma, could it be possible that you have some ketchup for my fruit salade, please?" She couldn't help but sweatdrop. Ketchup on fruit salade?!? He REALLY wasn't human.
"Well, I'll just have to look. I'll be back in a second." With that she retreated to the kitchen, thankful for a reason to break off her conversation.
As Bulma's seat was empty, Tien chose this to get to talk to one of the girls. He sat down next to Hika, where Bulma had been sitting an instant ago.
"So, you're Makkura Hikarie, if I remember right? ", he asked politely to get a start.
"Yeah, right, but you can call me Hika, I don't really mind. Tien was it, right? ", she replied in an uncaring voice. She had just recognized his third eye, but wasn't about to question him as if he was some kind of freak. First, because she thought of herself as something better then that, and second, because she had already put up with the fact that was said before: this whole world was simply, plain strange!
Tien noticed her reaction towards his eye and was very grateful that it didn't seem he had to explain this.
And so he continued: "Hm, so how did you get to work for Bulma? You look a little too young for such a high paid job. ", Tien asked, trying to get some information about these girls. For some reason he thought there was something he should know.
At his last comment Hika mentally began laughing like a maniac. If they all knew how young she really was! She wasn't even allowed to work yet. Nobody ever even became suspicious of their age! It was priceless how oblivious all this people could be! But she knew quite well, the girls in this dimension were really not mature at an age of fifteen. But in her opinion this whole fucking dimension was totally insane and mentally everybody still was a virgin somehow. They were all so damn sweety-sweet and romantic!
She, on the other hand, didn't value love that much. It was totally impossible to meet some guy who wasn't hormone-driven and an ass-hole. But as she shoved all these thoughts away, she replied in a voice that gave no hint of her previous trail of thoughts:
"Ya know, we're just gifted, and since Bulma knew that, she offered us the jobs."
"How did Bulma know of you two?"
"Well, we were kinda populate in the scene." Hika was really unsure and nervous right now. It wasn't the best idea to tell somebody she did know for two minutes that she was a searched criminal, but she didn't let her feelings to the outside. To Tien she seemed hundred percents calm.
"Do you two live here in the area? ", he asked, seeing at how she didn't really answer to the last question.
"Yeah, we share an apartment in the 'Rubin Fog Apartments'-building."
"So you don't live at your parent's anymore?" He was surprised. It was really unusual to say at least, that two girls at such a young age didn't live with their parents when they seemingly weren't married, either. She had said the two of them lived together, and neither one wore a ring.
Well, okay, Hika wore LOTS of rings, but no one looked like a ring that you give to your soon-to-be wife. At every single finger she wore at least one ring, when not more.
"No, we two live alone." her tone held something final that didn't go unnoticed by Tien. He concluded she didn't want to continue on this topic. And since he didn't want to annoy her, he obeyed to her unspoken request. But what to ask next?
As he looked around searching for some idea for a topic to talk about, he saw something he really hadn't expected. Trunks eyes held a death glare at the moment that would have made Vegeta, Deathglare no Ouji himself, pale like chalk. It would have been amazing to see the always quiet and polite Trunks with such a glare! .Yes, it would have really been amazing, wasn't there only a little thing that disturbed Tien. It went hand in hand with the fact that Mirai was without any question much stronger then himself. The thing that disturbed him really badly and made him wanting to hide behind Goku at the moment was that Trunks' death glare was clearly directed towards one particular person. himself.
At first he had no clue about why Trunks looked like he wanted to rip him apart. It was when he noticed that Trunks' glare shifted towards the person next to him from time to time and that his glare changed to one that showed an emotion Tien couldn't name right now, than it dawned on him, what caused Trunks' strange behaviour. He was jealous! But what about?
The boy didn't even know her, and this type of girl was no way the type for Trunks. The guy from the future was the kind that was politely, kind, quiet. This girl seemed as if it wasn't for the fact her boss was here, she would have blown them all up. But well, he had to make his own experiences.
Just as Tien wanted to tell Hikarie an excuse, so that he could leave, Kruillin popped out from behind, his usual dump grin on his face as always: "So, watcha doin?"
"Nothing.?" Hika declared in a tone that held the clear appendix: 'Wasn't that obvious?!?'
"Well I wanted to ask if you guys wanted to play tag with us." Kruillin the back of his head with his hand while laughing sheepishly.
'He definitely hangs out too much with Goku.' Tien thought. Kirei overheard the conversation since there was nobody who talked to her at the moment anyway. When she heard about tag, she thought it would be a great opportunity to have Hika become friends with Bulma. Hika was way too suspicious about her boss in Kirei's eyes.
Just as she started to agree, she was cut off by Hika, before one single word could pass her lips.
"Thanks, but we have to leave now. We've had other plans for this evening anyways, and by now we're in really high time pressure, so if you don't mind we'll leave now.", Hika stated in an unusual polite manner, as Kirei noticed. That was clearly a sign she wanted to leave as fast as possible. But what plans? Kirei couldn't remember any plans and she would've loved to stay a little longer, so that Hika could relax a bit with Bulma.
That she wanted to stay here a little while longer had nothing to do with the black haired hunk who watched her from across the garden. really, NOTHING! Anyways, as she began to protest, she was cut off again before she could bring out one word, with a death glare that let her blood freeze.
Nobody except herself could see it, but she got her message: Hika didnn't only want to go, no; if she had to stay one minute longer she would play mass-murderer. (Or like Hika would formulate it: her would grow ears./that related to a trip the two had made when they'd been back home. They had been in an adventure park and there had been played so happy music, you could gag from just hearing the lovely melody. And suddenly Hika had told her if the music wouldn't stop soon, her would grew two large, pink plush- bunny-ears. That phrase was used the whole day from then on, every time they came across a place where everything was a tiny, little bit too lovely./)
Kirei didn't say another word of protest, and the two of them said their good-byes while Trunks and Gohan were sent to get the attaché cases and the jackets of the two women...
"So, watcha thinking?" Gohan asked his best friend as they walked towards the offices of the two geniuses.
"'Bout what?" Trunks asked innocently back. At the moment there was just one thing he thought about, and since Gohan was his best friend he should sure as hell have noticed this. But still. There was really no need to give in so easily.
"'About what?!?' You don't ask that, do you?"
"Well, what were you thinking?" Trunks asked. He could see a slight blush on Gohan's cheeks, as his raven haired friend hastily looked towards the ground.
"You know quite well, don't you?" came his voice after a moment. It was quiet, but that changed as he continued excitedly:
"They're gorgeous, arent't they? I've never seen girls like them before! They look like goddesses!! Why didn't you ever tell me about them?" Trunks heard the accusing tone at the end of Gohan's sentence:
"Man, if I would've known, I sure as hell would have told you! But even if they work for my mother two weeks now, I never saw them before. They're always working in their laps and offices, and it seems that they in the contrary to Mom's other employees don't talk too much with the others. They're always in their private, even here."
"Well, what do you know about them?" Gohan demanded, wanting to know as much about the tenshi he had just met.
"I don't know that much. Mom was totally exited when they came. As it seems she had been searching for them a while now, and when she finally found them she was as happy as a child at Christmas-Eve. But whenever you ask, where they're from, or why she was so happy she found them out, she doesn't really answer." he explained, now beginning to wonder why he hadn't noticed his mother's strange behaviour towards the two before.
"Wonder what's going on." he mused, as the two reached the office-door that held the name 'Hoshi Kirei'.
They opened the door and stepped in. Gohan immediately saw the attaché case on the really untidy desk. He packed in some discs that looked important and some papers with notes on them. As he flew over them he couldn't read anything. This letters he had never seen before. He shrugged it off; perhaps they were just symbols for whatever she worked at. He looked around, but found no jacket, that was when he remembered that she had told that she didn't have one with her.
Mentally checking if he had everything, he turned to leave, when his eyes met with a picture that lay under the rubble of papers and files. He picked it up and looked at it, while he sensed Trunks stepping behin him to look over his shoulder at the picture.
"What's that?" he asked curious.
"Dunno." Gohan mumbled back.
The photograph showed a group of teens, obviously clad for a trip-with backpacks, sunglasses and everything, who were all laughing and smiling brightly, hugging each other as a pose for the photograph.
After a while the two guys recognized two of the teens: it were Hika and Kirei! They looked somewhat younger, and Kirei wore a pair of white capris and a sleeveless top that had just one halter over the left shoulder. Her hair was shorter and slightly curley and in her hand she held a camera. Her left arm hugged Hikarie who stood next to her, her tongue put out jokingly towards the camera that shot the picture. A pair of black, silver rimmed sunglasses was attached to her forehead and she wore a dark blue, jeans hot- pan and a belly-free, light blue top. Her hair was less colourful back then. She had her right arm slung around Kirei's shoulders, and her left one around the waist of some tall guy that stood next to her, her arm, too, over her shoulders. Behind the two girls another boy hugged them both around their necks, putting his head between the two of them.
There were a few more people on the picture, but before Trunks could size them, he suddenly noticed a sign behind the group of people. It had strange signs written onto it.
"Hey Gohan, can you understand what stands on the sign behind them?" he asked while looking closely at it. Gohan recognized the signs immediately. These were much alike the ones he saw on the paper of notes before. He reopened the attaché case and pulled out the notes. As Trunks saw them, he looked back up at Gohan and in a silent agreement they decided that these two things wouldn't be that important. Gohan hid both evidences in his gi and the two left the room with the attaché in hand.
As they arrived in front of Hika's office, Trunks found out that her door, not like her friend's one, was locked. Obviously she didn't trust other people as much as Kirei. They unlocked the door with one of the keys Bulma had given them and went in. They found Hika's attaché case immediately on her desk, while her long black leather cloak hung at the wall. Trunks went to take the cloak while Gohan searched through the attaché case. She had made no notes in this symbol language, but a small paper lay in there and it seemed to hold a signed message. Other then that everything seemed normal.
While Gohan searched through the case on the desk, Trunks looked through some drawers closets. He came to a drawer in what was a little box. The lilac-haired man tried to open it but found it locked. It didn't need much of a mental fight till his curiosity got the better of him and he broke the lock easily. Sure, she would notice it immediately, but that wasn't important right now.
"Hey, Gohan, look over here." Trunks informed his friend about his found, while walking over to the desk, putting it down there and opening it carefully.
The box was full of crumpled pictures that showed mainly the same like the one they had found at Kirei's office. They showed always Hika and Kari or only Hika when they were younger with a number of friends. One picture seemed to show happier times then the last. And always something in the pictures looked unusual. Furthermore there lay some letters written in the strange symbol language.
"I suggest we take this, too."
Just then they heard a voice from outside the door: "Gohan-chan, Trunks- chan, what takes you so long?" Bulma just opened the door, all the other women behind her. Trunks just could hide the box behind his back, before they saw it.
"Nothing, we just packed some notes in the case." he lied without much thinking about it. 'Today the devil seems to obsess me.' he thought. Hika stepped into the room and looked suspiciously through it. She could tell the two boys hid something. They tried too desperately to stay calm while not managing it.
'Shit! We were too deep in this fuck to notice them approaching! What shall we do now?' Gohan thought while musing about a way to explain it. In this instant he saw Hika's gaze check through the room, until it finally landed on the drawer where the box had been in, that stood still a gap wide open. She crossed the room with few, long steps and opened the drawer, looking inside for her box. As she didn't found it, she looked slowly up at the guys, who were hiding the searched object behind their backs. Her look was so fucking angry and it promised only a slow, painful death.
"Where's my box?" she demanded in a deadly, cold and calm voice.
"Which box?" both asked in union, as innocently as they could muster to.
Hika ignored this and stated: "You've searched through my things." At this they heard several gasps from the women at the door, but at the moment they were more afraid of their lives as about what their mothers would think.
~Lady Espelle~: So? What about this? I think it's damn good for me! Oh, what we forgot. (I think it's as good here as at the beginning!) We own NOTHING AT ALL! Perhaps you could say we own Kirei and Hikarie, but if you stole them, we couldn't say anything against it, I suppose. But please don't try out! If you wanna use them (what I really don't think) just ask. We'll think about it and if we say 'no', you can still steel it. Please write and review and we'll hurry with the chapter! And flames are still welcome for heating, aren't they Lana-chan?
*Lana Cinna*: *freezing* Well, if you have too much heat, send me some! Since my heating doesn't work, I wouldn't mind right now!
~Lady Espelle~ & *Lana Cinna*: Stay tuned on our story!!!!
*Lana Cinna*: I would definitely read it if I would write it! Do you people hear me?!? Read it! It's good! Don't you dare say otherwise!
~Lady Espelle~: *sweetdrops* I would appreciate hearing the true opinion of my readers, but well, I just won't let you read the bad reviews.
*Lana Cinna*: I would dare you.
~Lady Espelle~: Yeah sure! You're threatening me.
*Lana Cinna*: *sends dark glare towards Lady E.*
~Lady Espelle~: Okay, okay! This whole shit doesn't interest the readers! (Say, does anybody actually read this story? I really don't know! WE GOT NO REVIEWS!!! *hint*hint*) But by now our only reader has already scrolled down, I would say, so we can as well end it here.
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CRASH'n'BURN
by Lady Espelle & Lana Cinna
Chapter II
As Bulma finished introducing everybody to the two girls, Vegeta rudely finished off any other word Bulma was about to say, when he growled:
"Onna, I'm hungry! Stop the damn chitchat and let's have a fucking seat now." Bulma's eyes flashed with anger.
"Vegeta no baka! Don't you dare speaking like that in front of your sons again!!!" To prove her point, the blue haired genius clenched her fists at the side of her body. Vegeta was about to spit out a saucy response, when Kruillin, sensing the battle that was about to come, stepped in between the two, holding up his hands in a defending manner.
"Hey guys, calm down! It's not like we want to have a show in front of our guests. ", he trailed off, seeing the death glares, both, Vegeta and Bulma, shot him. Nonetheless they both calmed down. An uncomfortable silence now settled down, but after a few minutes it was finally interrupted by ChiChi's unsure but cheery voice:
"Yosh', I think we might as well sit down now."
Everybody took their seats; to Bulma's right 18 and ChiChi took seats, while Hikarie and Kirei sat down on Bulma's left side. Unfortunately, Muten Roshi chose to take his seat next to Kirei. The girl smiled politely at the visible old man, but when she noticed the fact that he drooled and that he seemed to look right under her face (what was difficult to see, due to the fact that he wore his large sunglasses), her facial expression quickly changed to one of disgust. She tried to ignore the man and his meaningless and partly naughty gossip, but it became impossible when he nearly sat in her lap, his face literally buried in her breasts. She tried to get some distance between the old hentai and herself, by nervously sliding over to her best friend. In the instant Bulma noticed the situation Kirei was in at the moment, she decided without hesitation that the younger woman needed help immediately. She knew Muten Roshi all too well when it came to young women.
"And may I ask what you're up to? ", Bulma asked in a sarcastic sweet voice as she glared at the old hentai with eyes that nearly screeched: Leave the girls alone or I'll have you to never ever get near a woman again for the rest of your pitiful life!" He pouted inwardly, but backed off without any hesitation, giving now his full attention to the food placed before him.
Kirei turned to look at Bulma, her eyes full of thank. Bulma smiled sympathetic at the girl, then her eyes landed on Hikarie as she tried to make at least some conversation:
"So, Hika-chan, how's ya been lately?"
"Yeah, fine! ", Hika answered, looking quite unsure about the meaning of Bulma asking her a question like this. Bulma made another attempt to drag the multicolour-haired adolescent into a conversation:
"So, what are you working at at the moment?" She wouldn't give up that easily.
"You see, I just invited a new computer-protecting software for you. And then I was building a new regeneration tank, as you ordered."
"Really? ", Bulma asked, trying to sound interested. There were no news in the statement, after all Bulma herself gave the assignments. She asked one of her geniuses to built the regeneration tank, because it was really difficult to understand how it worked and you had to work really dexterous. So there were only the three of them in her opinion, who could make this work.
Hika saw the good meaning behind Bulma's futile attempts to be nice and decided it would do no harm if she helped her a little bit:
"So, these two sweethearts are your legendary sons? ", she asked jokingly, gesturing towards Chibi and Mirai Trunks.
"Yeah, but it's kinda difficult, ya know?"
"Why is this? Has it something to do with the fact that they've got an unusual great similarity? ", Hika demanded, curious about the strange appearance of the two similar lavender haired males. She had noticed the fast eating pace earlier by the way that seemed to be usual for these people, but she wasn't surprised anymore, 'cause for her this whole world was simply, plain strange.
At the asked question Bulma got a little nervous. Of course, she had literally asked her to ask this question, -why could she never stay quiet for at least a minute?!?- , but still. How could she answer that without making herself looking totally insane in the girl's eyes?
Just as she thought her brain would get a short circuit from too much rapid thinking, Goku jumped in to help her. But as she realized when she heard his question, he had helped her while being totally oblivious to the situation she was in:
"Eh, Bulma, could it be possible that you have some ketchup for my fruit salade, please?" She couldn't help but sweatdrop. Ketchup on fruit salade?!? He REALLY wasn't human.
"Well, I'll just have to look. I'll be back in a second." With that she retreated to the kitchen, thankful for a reason to break off her conversation.
As Bulma's seat was empty, Tien chose this to get to talk to one of the girls. He sat down next to Hika, where Bulma had been sitting an instant ago.
"So, you're Makkura Hikarie, if I remember right? ", he asked politely to get a start.
"Yeah, right, but you can call me Hika, I don't really mind. Tien was it, right? ", she replied in an uncaring voice. She had just recognized his third eye, but wasn't about to question him as if he was some kind of freak. First, because she thought of herself as something better then that, and second, because she had already put up with the fact that was said before: this whole world was simply, plain strange!
Tien noticed her reaction towards his eye and was very grateful that it didn't seem he had to explain this.
And so he continued: "Hm, so how did you get to work for Bulma? You look a little too young for such a high paid job. ", Tien asked, trying to get some information about these girls. For some reason he thought there was something he should know.
At his last comment Hika mentally began laughing like a maniac. If they all knew how young she really was! She wasn't even allowed to work yet. Nobody ever even became suspicious of their age! It was priceless how oblivious all this people could be! But she knew quite well, the girls in this dimension were really not mature at an age of fifteen. But in her opinion this whole fucking dimension was totally insane and mentally everybody still was a virgin somehow. They were all so damn sweety-sweet and romantic!
She, on the other hand, didn't value love that much. It was totally impossible to meet some guy who wasn't hormone-driven and an ass-hole. But as she shoved all these thoughts away, she replied in a voice that gave no hint of her previous trail of thoughts:
"Ya know, we're just gifted, and since Bulma knew that, she offered us the jobs."
"How did Bulma know of you two?"
"Well, we were kinda populate in the scene." Hika was really unsure and nervous right now. It wasn't the best idea to tell somebody she did know for two minutes that she was a searched criminal, but she didn't let her feelings to the outside. To Tien she seemed hundred percents calm.
"Do you two live here in the area? ", he asked, seeing at how she didn't really answer to the last question.
"Yeah, we share an apartment in the 'Rubin Fog Apartments'-building."
"So you don't live at your parent's anymore?" He was surprised. It was really unusual to say at least, that two girls at such a young age didn't live with their parents when they seemingly weren't married, either. She had said the two of them lived together, and neither one wore a ring.
Well, okay, Hika wore LOTS of rings, but no one looked like a ring that you give to your soon-to-be wife. At every single finger she wore at least one ring, when not more.
"No, we two live alone." her tone held something final that didn't go unnoticed by Tien. He concluded she didn't want to continue on this topic. And since he didn't want to annoy her, he obeyed to her unspoken request. But what to ask next?
As he looked around searching for some idea for a topic to talk about, he saw something he really hadn't expected. Trunks eyes held a death glare at the moment that would have made Vegeta, Deathglare no Ouji himself, pale like chalk. It would have been amazing to see the always quiet and polite Trunks with such a glare! .Yes, it would have really been amazing, wasn't there only a little thing that disturbed Tien. It went hand in hand with the fact that Mirai was without any question much stronger then himself. The thing that disturbed him really badly and made him wanting to hide behind Goku at the moment was that Trunks' death glare was clearly directed towards one particular person. himself.
At first he had no clue about why Trunks looked like he wanted to rip him apart. It was when he noticed that Trunks' glare shifted towards the person next to him from time to time and that his glare changed to one that showed an emotion Tien couldn't name right now, than it dawned on him, what caused Trunks' strange behaviour. He was jealous! But what about?
The boy didn't even know her, and this type of girl was no way the type for Trunks. The guy from the future was the kind that was politely, kind, quiet. This girl seemed as if it wasn't for the fact her boss was here, she would have blown them all up. But well, he had to make his own experiences.
Just as Tien wanted to tell Hikarie an excuse, so that he could leave, Kruillin popped out from behind, his usual dump grin on his face as always: "So, watcha doin?"
"Nothing.?" Hika declared in a tone that held the clear appendix: 'Wasn't that obvious?!?'
"Well I wanted to ask if you guys wanted to play tag with us." Kruillin the back of his head with his hand while laughing sheepishly.
'He definitely hangs out too much with Goku.' Tien thought. Kirei overheard the conversation since there was nobody who talked to her at the moment anyway. When she heard about tag, she thought it would be a great opportunity to have Hika become friends with Bulma. Hika was way too suspicious about her boss in Kirei's eyes.
Just as she started to agree, she was cut off by Hika, before one single word could pass her lips.
"Thanks, but we have to leave now. We've had other plans for this evening anyways, and by now we're in really high time pressure, so if you don't mind we'll leave now.", Hika stated in an unusual polite manner, as Kirei noticed. That was clearly a sign she wanted to leave as fast as possible. But what plans? Kirei couldn't remember any plans and she would've loved to stay a little longer, so that Hika could relax a bit with Bulma.
That she wanted to stay here a little while longer had nothing to do with the black haired hunk who watched her from across the garden. really, NOTHING! Anyways, as she began to protest, she was cut off again before she could bring out one word, with a death glare that let her blood freeze.
Nobody except herself could see it, but she got her message: Hika didnn't only want to go, no; if she had to stay one minute longer she would play mass-murderer. (Or like Hika would formulate it: her would grow ears./that related to a trip the two had made when they'd been back home. They had been in an adventure park and there had been played so happy music, you could gag from just hearing the lovely melody. And suddenly Hika had told her if the music wouldn't stop soon, her would grew two large, pink plush- bunny-ears. That phrase was used the whole day from then on, every time they came across a place where everything was a tiny, little bit too lovely./)
Kirei didn't say another word of protest, and the two of them said their good-byes while Trunks and Gohan were sent to get the attaché cases and the jackets of the two women...
"So, watcha thinking?" Gohan asked his best friend as they walked towards the offices of the two geniuses.
"'Bout what?" Trunks asked innocently back. At the moment there was just one thing he thought about, and since Gohan was his best friend he should sure as hell have noticed this. But still. There was really no need to give in so easily.
"'About what?!?' You don't ask that, do you?"
"Well, what were you thinking?" Trunks asked. He could see a slight blush on Gohan's cheeks, as his raven haired friend hastily looked towards the ground.
"You know quite well, don't you?" came his voice after a moment. It was quiet, but that changed as he continued excitedly:
"They're gorgeous, arent't they? I've never seen girls like them before! They look like goddesses!! Why didn't you ever tell me about them?" Trunks heard the accusing tone at the end of Gohan's sentence:
"Man, if I would've known, I sure as hell would have told you! But even if they work for my mother two weeks now, I never saw them before. They're always working in their laps and offices, and it seems that they in the contrary to Mom's other employees don't talk too much with the others. They're always in their private, even here."
"Well, what do you know about them?" Gohan demanded, wanting to know as much about the tenshi he had just met.
"I don't know that much. Mom was totally exited when they came. As it seems she had been searching for them a while now, and when she finally found them she was as happy as a child at Christmas-Eve. But whenever you ask, where they're from, or why she was so happy she found them out, she doesn't really answer." he explained, now beginning to wonder why he hadn't noticed his mother's strange behaviour towards the two before.
"Wonder what's going on." he mused, as the two reached the office-door that held the name 'Hoshi Kirei'.
They opened the door and stepped in. Gohan immediately saw the attaché case on the really untidy desk. He packed in some discs that looked important and some papers with notes on them. As he flew over them he couldn't read anything. This letters he had never seen before. He shrugged it off; perhaps they were just symbols for whatever she worked at. He looked around, but found no jacket, that was when he remembered that she had told that she didn't have one with her.
Mentally checking if he had everything, he turned to leave, when his eyes met with a picture that lay under the rubble of papers and files. He picked it up and looked at it, while he sensed Trunks stepping behin him to look over his shoulder at the picture.
"What's that?" he asked curious.
"Dunno." Gohan mumbled back.
The photograph showed a group of teens, obviously clad for a trip-with backpacks, sunglasses and everything, who were all laughing and smiling brightly, hugging each other as a pose for the photograph.
After a while the two guys recognized two of the teens: it were Hika and Kirei! They looked somewhat younger, and Kirei wore a pair of white capris and a sleeveless top that had just one halter over the left shoulder. Her hair was shorter and slightly curley and in her hand she held a camera. Her left arm hugged Hikarie who stood next to her, her tongue put out jokingly towards the camera that shot the picture. A pair of black, silver rimmed sunglasses was attached to her forehead and she wore a dark blue, jeans hot- pan and a belly-free, light blue top. Her hair was less colourful back then. She had her right arm slung around Kirei's shoulders, and her left one around the waist of some tall guy that stood next to her, her arm, too, over her shoulders. Behind the two girls another boy hugged them both around their necks, putting his head between the two of them.
There were a few more people on the picture, but before Trunks could size them, he suddenly noticed a sign behind the group of people. It had strange signs written onto it.
"Hey Gohan, can you understand what stands on the sign behind them?" he asked while looking closely at it. Gohan recognized the signs immediately. These were much alike the ones he saw on the paper of notes before. He reopened the attaché case and pulled out the notes. As Trunks saw them, he looked back up at Gohan and in a silent agreement they decided that these two things wouldn't be that important. Gohan hid both evidences in his gi and the two left the room with the attaché in hand.
As they arrived in front of Hika's office, Trunks found out that her door, not like her friend's one, was locked. Obviously she didn't trust other people as much as Kirei. They unlocked the door with one of the keys Bulma had given them and went in. They found Hika's attaché case immediately on her desk, while her long black leather cloak hung at the wall. Trunks went to take the cloak while Gohan searched through the attaché case. She had made no notes in this symbol language, but a small paper lay in there and it seemed to hold a signed message. Other then that everything seemed normal.
While Gohan searched through the case on the desk, Trunks looked through some drawers closets. He came to a drawer in what was a little box. The lilac-haired man tried to open it but found it locked. It didn't need much of a mental fight till his curiosity got the better of him and he broke the lock easily. Sure, she would notice it immediately, but that wasn't important right now.
"Hey, Gohan, look over here." Trunks informed his friend about his found, while walking over to the desk, putting it down there and opening it carefully.
The box was full of crumpled pictures that showed mainly the same like the one they had found at Kirei's office. They showed always Hika and Kari or only Hika when they were younger with a number of friends. One picture seemed to show happier times then the last. And always something in the pictures looked unusual. Furthermore there lay some letters written in the strange symbol language.
"I suggest we take this, too."
Just then they heard a voice from outside the door: "Gohan-chan, Trunks- chan, what takes you so long?" Bulma just opened the door, all the other women behind her. Trunks just could hide the box behind his back, before they saw it.
"Nothing, we just packed some notes in the case." he lied without much thinking about it. 'Today the devil seems to obsess me.' he thought. Hika stepped into the room and looked suspiciously through it. She could tell the two boys hid something. They tried too desperately to stay calm while not managing it.
'Shit! We were too deep in this fuck to notice them approaching! What shall we do now?' Gohan thought while musing about a way to explain it. In this instant he saw Hika's gaze check through the room, until it finally landed on the drawer where the box had been in, that stood still a gap wide open. She crossed the room with few, long steps and opened the drawer, looking inside for her box. As she didn't found it, she looked slowly up at the guys, who were hiding the searched object behind their backs. Her look was so fucking angry and it promised only a slow, painful death.
"Where's my box?" she demanded in a deadly, cold and calm voice.
"Which box?" both asked in union, as innocently as they could muster to.
Hika ignored this and stated: "You've searched through my things." At this they heard several gasps from the women at the door, but at the moment they were more afraid of their lives as about what their mothers would think.
~Lady Espelle~: So? What about this? I think it's damn good for me! Oh, what we forgot. (I think it's as good here as at the beginning!) We own NOTHING AT ALL! Perhaps you could say we own Kirei and Hikarie, but if you stole them, we couldn't say anything against it, I suppose. But please don't try out! If you wanna use them (what I really don't think) just ask. We'll think about it and if we say 'no', you can still steel it. Please write and review and we'll hurry with the chapter! And flames are still welcome for heating, aren't they Lana-chan?
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