AN: Finally updated. Thank you to all who reviewed, you really keep me
going. Demo, I have some bad (and good) news concerning this fic. So be
sure to read the AN at the end. Enjoy!!!
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Minako declared the evening a success as she finally sat down for a breather. So far she'd danced with twelve different men, eleven of which she'd refused when they'd returned and asked again. Yes, she loved being a heart breaker. She couldn't understand why the bald one hadn't come back again. He was actually kawaii and she would have seriously considered giving him a second chance.
'Oh well,' she thought, as she jumped up and prepared to break some more hearts.
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Usagi was very pleased. She'd done her work well. Ami was a hit! Four guys had danced with her, two of which she'd never seen before. After a few songs with the same guy, Ami returned to the table with a brilliant smile.
"Thank you again, Usa," she said sincerely. "I'm having so much fun. I've never felt this way before. I fell like everyone wants me; like I'm a princess or something."
"You are," murmured Usagi with a smirk.
"Oh, you know what I meant!" laughed Ami, with a glance at her orb. It was currently as bright as a cloudless sky.
Ami sipped at her drink as another song began. Usagi glanced up. "Well this definitely feels like deja vu," she declared.
The musicians had changed again. Now Haruka sat at the baby grand piano playing expertly, while Michiru's melodious tunes from the violin formed the harmonies. Ami and Usagi simply watched in awe as the two senshi made the beautiful music. As the song ended, they clapped their hands together loudly.
Usagi watched, amused, as another young man nervously approached the table.
"Um, hi Ami-san," he said slowly.
Ami brightened. "Genji! It's great to see you here. Usagi, this is my coworker, Tismu Genji."
"Pleased to meet you," said Usagi with a smile as Genji bowed.
He turned back to Ami. "Um, you look so beautiful tonight Ami- not that you don't look beautiful regularly, but... uh... what I'm trying to say is...."
"Would you like to dance, Genji?" said Ami with a smile, as the first notes for the next song began.
Genji smiled in relief. "Absolutely."
Usagi smiled broadly as the two left. She was completely unprepared for what came next.
"May I have this dance, miss?"
She hadn't planned on dancing herself. But then again, here was a rather kawaii dark haired boy that she couldn't refuse. "Hai, of course."
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Rei sat down again. She hadn't been a complete wallflower. She had gotten onto the dance floor once or even twice. But she'd begun to wonder if she was the only one who'd even bothered to find out where Usagi and Ami were. And, of course, to avoid them. She doubted that the others, Minako especially, remembered any of this.
She glanced up at the musicians' corner and gasped. Haruka and Michiru! Once again, Haruka sat at the piano while Michiru accompanied on the violin. Their melodies were perfect together.
'Strange,' thought Rei, recalling the last party the Inners had attended where the two had played. The duo finished their song, bowed and walked off stage to be replaced by a quartet, but Rei became more alert, just in case.
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"So you've been fighting all these years?"
Makoto smiled. "Hai. It got me in trouble at first. I'd have a very select few, or even no, friends, but if anyone said anything nasty about me or my friends, I'd beat them to a bloody pulp. That's what got me kicked out of so many schools. It wasn't until I met my friend Usagi that I was able to control my anger and make more friends. It was so lonely when everyone was always afraid of me."
"I know what you mean," he said. "People always judge just because someone is different. They need to learn to judge on the inside, not external appearances."
The guy smiled and Makoto returned the smile. She realized that, though she'd been dancing with him almost since she'd first arrived, she still hadn't caught his name. He was bald but wore a black bandana across his forehead. Makoto thought it was odd to wear with a tux, but she felt rude asking. [AN: Guess who!]
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The song ended. Usagi spotted Ami nearby. After the two men bowed and disappeared into the crowd, the girls headed back to the table together.
"Usagi! Ami!" a voice called behind them.
Both spun around. There was Bulma, looking stunning in a strapless turquoise gown. A man with a scarred cheek was beside her.
"Bulma! Happy Birthday!"
"Oh bother that. I'm about ready to stop counting years. It makes me feel ancient."
"You're only 33, Bulma. That's still young. You'll probably have plenty of years to worry about feeling old, and even then you will probably look young."
"Oh Usagi! Anyways, I wanted you to meet my boyfriend, Yamcha. Yamcha, this is Usagi and Ami."
"Nice to meet you both."
The girls bowed and smiled. "Oh, I can't believe I finally get to meet you," Usagi almost squealed. "Bulma's told me so much about you!"
Yamcha sweatdropped. "Good, I'm hoping."
Usagi giggled. "Well, mostly..."
Yamcha turned red.
A sudden explosion ended further conversation. The ground shook violently, sending many guests to the floor. Many fled screaming that a volcano was erupting and they need to find shelter. But the shaking only lasted for a few seconds. Those that remained all had some degree of fear on their faces. The exception was the man and the boy, who kept on eating even though their food had shifted.
The guests were just getting up, when a terrifying scream and power filled the air. The windows that faced the yard were blown out. Luckily, most of the glass landed on the grass and not people. Many more fled.
"Vegeta," muttered Yamcha.
"Not again!" replied Bulma, exasperated.
A moment later, a fist came through the wall near the door. Several screamed and fell unconscious. They were dragged or carried. The remaining guests fled, fearing for their lives.
And so, when the short spiky haired man broke entirely through the wall and stepped through, only a few remained. An assortment of men looked angry. The man and boy had finally stopped eating. Usagi and Ami only remained rooted in the spot due to Bulma and Yamcha's calm but annoyed looks. Rei saw that the princess was still here, and hid in the shrubbery in case this was a new enemy. She had grabbed Minako as she'd tried to flee with the crowd, covered her mouth, and forced her to hide as well.
The man Makoto had been dancing with assured her that it was all right and he knew what was going on, but he still stood slightly in front of her. Just in case. [AN: awww]
"Onna!" came the dangerous voice of the angry man. "Fix your machine!"
"I will do nothing of the sort, Vegeta no baka," said Bulma defiantly. "*You* break the gravity chamber, *you* have a temper tantrum, *you* ruin my party and chase away my guests, and you want me to fix it? I think not."
Vegeta growled threateningly and threw a ki blast at the floor. The marble was incinerated and buckled up.
"This is your last chance, Onna!"
"*My* last chance? What do you mean by that? Kill me, you'll never be able to get it fixed. Kill one of my friends, and I'll kick you out and make you leave Earth and find some other planet to torment."
"That doesn't sound like such a bad plan," he said, aiming a finger at Ami.
"Leave her alone!" cried Usagi, pushing her out of the way. She was terrified but tried to be defiant, like Bulma, and stared at the dark haired man. He stared back, but suddenly seemed less sure of himself.
'I know her,' he thought suddenly. 'She must have been on Vegeta-sei. But how? She should have died hundreds of years ago.' He unconsciously lowered his arm a bit.
But Bulma didn't notice this. "If you want to fight," she was saying, "I'm sure Goku would love to spar. Just stop being a baka and killing everyone to get your way!!"
Vegeta didn't reply. "I'm going to my room," he said simply. With no further explanation, he blasted another hole in the wall and flew out.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as he left, though Usagi looked more confused than ever.
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AN: I've read through the beginning again. And I hate it. Why did no one flame me for Veggie being so OOC!!! Why could I not see it!!
So anyways, I will be completely re-doing the beginning (the arrival on Vegeta-sei to the end of Part I). I think I'm going to have to delete the chapters I have posted though, because I might be adding more chapters and such. Gomen, but there will be no updates in Part II until Part I is revised.
Demo, I hope you're liking it. Let me know if I need to redo Part II too. ^_^ Arigato! Ja!
~Calli-chan
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Minako declared the evening a success as she finally sat down for a breather. So far she'd danced with twelve different men, eleven of which she'd refused when they'd returned and asked again. Yes, she loved being a heart breaker. She couldn't understand why the bald one hadn't come back again. He was actually kawaii and she would have seriously considered giving him a second chance.
'Oh well,' she thought, as she jumped up and prepared to break some more hearts.
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Usagi was very pleased. She'd done her work well. Ami was a hit! Four guys had danced with her, two of which she'd never seen before. After a few songs with the same guy, Ami returned to the table with a brilliant smile.
"Thank you again, Usa," she said sincerely. "I'm having so much fun. I've never felt this way before. I fell like everyone wants me; like I'm a princess or something."
"You are," murmured Usagi with a smirk.
"Oh, you know what I meant!" laughed Ami, with a glance at her orb. It was currently as bright as a cloudless sky.
Ami sipped at her drink as another song began. Usagi glanced up. "Well this definitely feels like deja vu," she declared.
The musicians had changed again. Now Haruka sat at the baby grand piano playing expertly, while Michiru's melodious tunes from the violin formed the harmonies. Ami and Usagi simply watched in awe as the two senshi made the beautiful music. As the song ended, they clapped their hands together loudly.
Usagi watched, amused, as another young man nervously approached the table.
"Um, hi Ami-san," he said slowly.
Ami brightened. "Genji! It's great to see you here. Usagi, this is my coworker, Tismu Genji."
"Pleased to meet you," said Usagi with a smile as Genji bowed.
He turned back to Ami. "Um, you look so beautiful tonight Ami- not that you don't look beautiful regularly, but... uh... what I'm trying to say is...."
"Would you like to dance, Genji?" said Ami with a smile, as the first notes for the next song began.
Genji smiled in relief. "Absolutely."
Usagi smiled broadly as the two left. She was completely unprepared for what came next.
"May I have this dance, miss?"
She hadn't planned on dancing herself. But then again, here was a rather kawaii dark haired boy that she couldn't refuse. "Hai, of course."
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Rei sat down again. She hadn't been a complete wallflower. She had gotten onto the dance floor once or even twice. But she'd begun to wonder if she was the only one who'd even bothered to find out where Usagi and Ami were. And, of course, to avoid them. She doubted that the others, Minako especially, remembered any of this.
She glanced up at the musicians' corner and gasped. Haruka and Michiru! Once again, Haruka sat at the piano while Michiru accompanied on the violin. Their melodies were perfect together.
'Strange,' thought Rei, recalling the last party the Inners had attended where the two had played. The duo finished their song, bowed and walked off stage to be replaced by a quartet, but Rei became more alert, just in case.
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"So you've been fighting all these years?"
Makoto smiled. "Hai. It got me in trouble at first. I'd have a very select few, or even no, friends, but if anyone said anything nasty about me or my friends, I'd beat them to a bloody pulp. That's what got me kicked out of so many schools. It wasn't until I met my friend Usagi that I was able to control my anger and make more friends. It was so lonely when everyone was always afraid of me."
"I know what you mean," he said. "People always judge just because someone is different. They need to learn to judge on the inside, not external appearances."
The guy smiled and Makoto returned the smile. She realized that, though she'd been dancing with him almost since she'd first arrived, she still hadn't caught his name. He was bald but wore a black bandana across his forehead. Makoto thought it was odd to wear with a tux, but she felt rude asking. [AN: Guess who!]
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The song ended. Usagi spotted Ami nearby. After the two men bowed and disappeared into the crowd, the girls headed back to the table together.
"Usagi! Ami!" a voice called behind them.
Both spun around. There was Bulma, looking stunning in a strapless turquoise gown. A man with a scarred cheek was beside her.
"Bulma! Happy Birthday!"
"Oh bother that. I'm about ready to stop counting years. It makes me feel ancient."
"You're only 33, Bulma. That's still young. You'll probably have plenty of years to worry about feeling old, and even then you will probably look young."
"Oh Usagi! Anyways, I wanted you to meet my boyfriend, Yamcha. Yamcha, this is Usagi and Ami."
"Nice to meet you both."
The girls bowed and smiled. "Oh, I can't believe I finally get to meet you," Usagi almost squealed. "Bulma's told me so much about you!"
Yamcha sweatdropped. "Good, I'm hoping."
Usagi giggled. "Well, mostly..."
Yamcha turned red.
A sudden explosion ended further conversation. The ground shook violently, sending many guests to the floor. Many fled screaming that a volcano was erupting and they need to find shelter. But the shaking only lasted for a few seconds. Those that remained all had some degree of fear on their faces. The exception was the man and the boy, who kept on eating even though their food had shifted.
The guests were just getting up, when a terrifying scream and power filled the air. The windows that faced the yard were blown out. Luckily, most of the glass landed on the grass and not people. Many more fled.
"Vegeta," muttered Yamcha.
"Not again!" replied Bulma, exasperated.
A moment later, a fist came through the wall near the door. Several screamed and fell unconscious. They were dragged or carried. The remaining guests fled, fearing for their lives.
And so, when the short spiky haired man broke entirely through the wall and stepped through, only a few remained. An assortment of men looked angry. The man and boy had finally stopped eating. Usagi and Ami only remained rooted in the spot due to Bulma and Yamcha's calm but annoyed looks. Rei saw that the princess was still here, and hid in the shrubbery in case this was a new enemy. She had grabbed Minako as she'd tried to flee with the crowd, covered her mouth, and forced her to hide as well.
The man Makoto had been dancing with assured her that it was all right and he knew what was going on, but he still stood slightly in front of her. Just in case. [AN: awww]
"Onna!" came the dangerous voice of the angry man. "Fix your machine!"
"I will do nothing of the sort, Vegeta no baka," said Bulma defiantly. "*You* break the gravity chamber, *you* have a temper tantrum, *you* ruin my party and chase away my guests, and you want me to fix it? I think not."
Vegeta growled threateningly and threw a ki blast at the floor. The marble was incinerated and buckled up.
"This is your last chance, Onna!"
"*My* last chance? What do you mean by that? Kill me, you'll never be able to get it fixed. Kill one of my friends, and I'll kick you out and make you leave Earth and find some other planet to torment."
"That doesn't sound like such a bad plan," he said, aiming a finger at Ami.
"Leave her alone!" cried Usagi, pushing her out of the way. She was terrified but tried to be defiant, like Bulma, and stared at the dark haired man. He stared back, but suddenly seemed less sure of himself.
'I know her,' he thought suddenly. 'She must have been on Vegeta-sei. But how? She should have died hundreds of years ago.' He unconsciously lowered his arm a bit.
But Bulma didn't notice this. "If you want to fight," she was saying, "I'm sure Goku would love to spar. Just stop being a baka and killing everyone to get your way!!"
Vegeta didn't reply. "I'm going to my room," he said simply. With no further explanation, he blasted another hole in the wall and flew out.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as he left, though Usagi looked more confused than ever.
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AN: I've read through the beginning again. And I hate it. Why did no one flame me for Veggie being so OOC!!! Why could I not see it!!
So anyways, I will be completely re-doing the beginning (the arrival on Vegeta-sei to the end of Part I). I think I'm going to have to delete the chapters I have posted though, because I might be adding more chapters and such. Gomen, but there will be no updates in Part II until Part I is revised.
Demo, I hope you're liking it. Let me know if I need to redo Part II too. ^_^ Arigato! Ja!
~Calli-chan