A/N: Hey, gees don't shoot me I know, I know! I haven't been able to update
'cause of a huge ice storm that knocked out our power for nearly a week,
school, and stupid friends who just don't understand me, and my dad who
became the computer nazi again. Good grief! Anywho sorry for the long wait.
Cat: Tell them!
AG: Tell them what?
Cat: *whispers in AG's ear*
AG: -_- you're a dork you know that, right?
Cat: Someday dorks will rule the world and their reign of stupidity will spread like an infectious disease of geek-idous!
AG: 0.o
Cat: My point exactly.
AG: Well Cat would like me to explain that her umm, *looks to the hole in the ground* accident has, as of late, become the midnight snack express service delivery hole.
Cat: Hurray!
AG: Anywho, without further adieu, may I present for your entertainment, and reviewing purposes--- CHAPTER 7!
Cat: WE DON"T OWN DBZ *brandishes her field hockey stick* understand?
AG: ^^;
***
Angel was in her bathroom breathing hard. The tears started coming fast and she began to choke on them. She looked at herself in the mirror.
"What's happening to me?" She asked her reflection.
Mascara was underneath her eyes and her nose was red. Years ago she wouldn't have even taken this risk, and now she was stuck in the middle of it. Suddenly, there was a knock on the bathroom door. She whirled around to see Trunks standing in the doorway. She and him stared at each other for a few seconds before Trunks started.
"Krista what's going on?"
He looked alarmed, and all she wanted to do was tell him that she was fine, not to worry and that he should stay away from her for his own safety. But she couldn't form the words let alone the sentences; instead she sank to the floor and cried, still holding on to the counter.
"I don't want to leave." She said quietly, shaking her head.
"You don't have to leave." He reassured her, dropping down to her level.
She wanted to scream and yell and explain to him that he was wrong, that she had to leave. For him, and for herself. He didn't understand, he wouldn't understand. She was a lie, a fake! Krista wasn't real, and Trunks liked Krista not her. Not her.
She was sobbing now and Trunks was still confused.
"Krista what's---"
"Please don't ask me why Trunks." She whispered, cutting him off.
He put his hand on the back of her head. She flinched at the contact, too distracted to keep up her warriors' façade. But she allowed him to put her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her fragile form and pulled her close to him. But she sensed something, a hesitation. He was just as afraid of being hurt as she was. It made her feel better, but it didn't purge the doubt from her soul.
"You can trust me you know." He told her.
She just sat there silently with her head on his shoulder. How could she trust him, when she could barley trust herself? She shifted and he brushed her tear soaked hair off her face. His touch was gentle and cool; a welcomed visitor on her hot stressed face. He was rocking back and forth slowly; Angel let him take over and relaxed in his arms. She closed her eyes and let the bliss of sleep consume her, tears still staining her face. Trunks leaned back against the counter and placed his head on hers.
"What happened to you?" He asked her, knowing that he wouldn't get an answer. He fell asleep within a few minutes, with his head on hers.
***
Trunks woke to the sound of running water. He looked up and saw Krista standing at the sink, trying to wash the makeup from her face. He figured that she must have just gotten up, because she was still in her dress. He smiled and stretched.
"How are you feeling?"
She looked at him as he stood up and gave him a short smile.
"Better thanks."
"Well if you're hungry breakfast is at nine." She nodded as he turned to leave.
"Hey, Trunks?"
"Yeah?" He asked while turning to face her.
"Do you want to do something today?"
"Like what?"
She thought a moment, not really sure of what to do herself. She didn't want to stay here for another day, and the market became boring a few years back. It was always the same people, with the same routine and the same problems. Then she got an idea.
"Well if you don't mind me saying, palace life is a bit stuffy."
"Tell me about it." He smiled and leaned on the doorframe.
"No I probably shouldn't, I'd likely bore you to death." She joked making him laugh.
Angel closed her eyes at the sound, she loved it. But then---
*Flashback*
A woman and a young girl stood at the top of the waterfall both wearing bathing suits. The woman crouched down next to the little girl standing in front of her.
"Are you sure you want to try?"
The little girl hesitated and then nodded slowly. Her mother could tell she was nervous and wrapped her arms around her daughter. She lifted the little girl up with her and moved closer to the edge of the platform then--- jumped.
They both screamed as they fell, until the water muffled their voices. Slowly they came to the surface one at a time. Not wanting to scare her daughter, the woman had let go of her as they hit the water. They floated there staring at each other. The woman looked worried and the little girl's eyes were wide with shock. Then without notice, they burst into fits of laughter. Still laughing, they swam to shore and raced each other back up the rocks to try again.
*End flashback*
Angel woke in Trunks arms. She guessed she had fainted and he was now carrying her and running down the hall. Apparently he didn't notice that she was awake because he didn't stop. He wasn't being too careful, and his hurried steps jerked her around and made her feel sick.
"Trunks, what are you doing? Stop!"
He turned and looked at her obviously surprised at her sudden consciousness. Surprised enough to not pay attention to the staircase in front of him anyway. He tripped and sent them both hurtling down the stairs. They hit the platform hard, with Trunks sprawled out on the floor and Angel lying painfully over his chest. He groaned and pushed himself onto his elbows.
"Oww." Angel said sarcastically.
That was an understatement. She turned and looked at him. They stared at each other for a few seconds before they started to laugh uncontrollably. Trunks fell onto his back again and they both just laughed. The commotion had caused the guards to come running, and Vegeta, his wife, and daughter followed as well.
The company stared at the duo in disbelief. Bulma the guards and Bra looked relieved, but Vegeta looked disgusted--- another understatement.
It was Trunks who noticed that they were being watched and he nudged his companion so she would look up. But when she did, they began laughing even harder. She stood up and letting him stand as well. She curtsied for them and tried her hardest to keep a straight face. Trunks was having perhaps a harder time doing the same. The look on his father's face was priceless. It was his tone of voice that he could live without.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!" Vegeta roared. But what made him even more furious was the fact that his yelling didn't shake the two teens. They just kept on smiling.
"Well you see sir, Trunks was um---" Angel started but she had to turn away because she was laughing again.
"Showing her around the castle when---"
"When I decided that I needed a snack." She said in a mock serious tone causing Trunks turn away this time.
Angel could tell that Vegeta was about to rip out their windpipes but this was just to funny. When Trunks recovered, he continued.
"So we were heading downstairs when---"
"I tripped and we fell." She finished for him.
"You tripped?!" Vegeta said his power level skyrocketing. Yet they kept on mocking him.
"That's right," Trunks countered. "We tripped."
"On a ladybug." Angel butted in. Even the queen and Bra had to surpress their laughs. Now Vegeta was enraged. How dare they? He was about to continue when she began again.
"Trunks courageously tried to stop the fall but alas, it was to late." She said placing the back of her hand of her forehead and falling back into Trunks' arms.
"To late for what?" Bra asked not able to resist.
Angel's head snapped up and she adopted a serious look before answering,
"For the ladybug of course."
Everyone except Vegeta laughed. Angel noticed the death glare the king was sending them both and grabbed Trunks hand.
"And now I'm afraid we must be off." She said pulling him back up the stairs. He just nodded unable to respond. They ran down the hallway laughing and burst into Angel's room quite unceremoniously. They fell backwards onto the bed until they caught their breath.
"Wow." Was all Trunks managed to say.
"What were you doing anyway?" She asked him, still joking around a bit.
"Well you fainted, I wasn't going to just leave you there."
She stopped remembering what she and Trunks had been discussing. So she stood up and held out her hands to him. He looked puzzled, but stood up and took them into his own.
"Before I asked you if you wanted to do something today." He nodded and waited for her to finish.
"Well, I decided that since you showed me your world I should show you mine." He raised an eyebrow but still remained silent.
"Close your eyes." He did as he was told and waited. A few seconds later he felt a slight tug on his ki, but dismissed it. Her hands were still in his and they hadn't moved at all.
"Alright, open them."
Trunks gazed around himself to see that he was in a forest, standing on the edge of the lake to be exact.
"How---"
"That's for me to know and you to find out."
He glanced at her and smirked. "Oh, I'll find out."
She gave him a puzzled look but wasn't ready for what was about to come. Trunks picked her up and threw her right into the lake. She came up coughing, her hair and her dress now soaked through.
"TRUNKS!" He shrugged and dove in after her.
She saw him coming and swam away to the rock in the lake. She got out and watched for him. He held his breath and swam underwater to try and surprise her. He jumped out next to the rock and attempted to grab her. But she had taken a hold of his wrists and held him out of the water.
"To predictable." She scolded shaking her head.
He gave her an innocent look and planted his feet on the side of the rock. Without warning he wrenched his arms back sending her flying once again into the water. She came up to see him sitting on the rock shaking his head at her.
"To predictable."
She grinned and swam back over to the rock, and he helped her up out of the water. They sat there for sometime, leaning against each other. Finally Angel had the courage to break the moment.
"You know, I meant to thank you for what you did last night."
"Sure but--- I still don't understand."
"Neither do I." She said quietly.
They turned and looked at each other, their faces coming closer. Their noses touched but they hesitated a second before gently pressing their lips into each other's. He moved a hand to her neck and weaved his fingers through her hair. She placed a slender hand on his cheek, unsure if this was real. When they finally parted, Angel's eyes widened.
"I'm sorry I---"
"For what?" He cut in. She blushed and stood up.
"We'd better go." He nodded and took her hands again. He closed his eyes and again felt the slight tug on his energy he had felt before. When he opened his eyes they were back in Angel's room. She smiled and leaned up to kiss him again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let his hands find her waist. She deepened the kiss as he pulled her closer and ran her hands through his hair. They parted after a short time and she kissed him softly on the cheek.
"Alright now, I think we'd better get cleaned up before we have to come up with another excuse for our behavior."
He nodded with a smile and reluctantly turned to leave. She watched him go and went to take a shower and contemplate what had just happened. She touched her lips again and made her way to the bathroom.
***
Vegeta sneered at the picture of his family that was in his room. Trunks was a fool. He had let that half-breed ensnare him into her trap. It was true; the father of Angel was indeed a human. All the more reason why she should be eliminated from his planet. But--- he cautioned himself; he must wait for the right time. Exposing her too soon or too late would result in failure. Vegeta was not one to take failure lightly. The king of the saiyan race was NOT a failure.
***
A/N: Well once again sorry for the wait. Anywho next chapter is a mystery. Even I don't know whats going on!
Cat: But you're the authoress.
AG: I know, weird huh?
Cat: -__-;
AG: Anywho, stay tuned and find out why come this is such a mystery . And I'd like to take this time to thank my loyal reviewers:
KagomeRain: Thanx eva so much for ur constant support in and out'a school. And for the "midnight snack express delivery service hole." 0.~*
Beta Genius: For ur reviews, suggestions, and those "heads up" tips. THANX!
afk-luvdbz: For showing me there are people out there who can be anonymous and still care. THANX!
Lizze: For readin' this even though you had no clue what it was. THANX!
Katherine: For encourageing me to write more. THANX!
KT: For hitting Alex/reading my fic lol. THANX!
AG: I love you all! Anyway I'll get the next chappie posted as soon as possible, and thanx again for sticking through this with me!
Cat: Tell them!
AG: Tell them what?
Cat: *whispers in AG's ear*
AG: -_- you're a dork you know that, right?
Cat: Someday dorks will rule the world and their reign of stupidity will spread like an infectious disease of geek-idous!
AG: 0.o
Cat: My point exactly.
AG: Well Cat would like me to explain that her umm, *looks to the hole in the ground* accident has, as of late, become the midnight snack express service delivery hole.
Cat: Hurray!
AG: Anywho, without further adieu, may I present for your entertainment, and reviewing purposes--- CHAPTER 7!
Cat: WE DON"T OWN DBZ *brandishes her field hockey stick* understand?
AG: ^^;
***
Angel was in her bathroom breathing hard. The tears started coming fast and she began to choke on them. She looked at herself in the mirror.
"What's happening to me?" She asked her reflection.
Mascara was underneath her eyes and her nose was red. Years ago she wouldn't have even taken this risk, and now she was stuck in the middle of it. Suddenly, there was a knock on the bathroom door. She whirled around to see Trunks standing in the doorway. She and him stared at each other for a few seconds before Trunks started.
"Krista what's going on?"
He looked alarmed, and all she wanted to do was tell him that she was fine, not to worry and that he should stay away from her for his own safety. But she couldn't form the words let alone the sentences; instead she sank to the floor and cried, still holding on to the counter.
"I don't want to leave." She said quietly, shaking her head.
"You don't have to leave." He reassured her, dropping down to her level.
She wanted to scream and yell and explain to him that he was wrong, that she had to leave. For him, and for herself. He didn't understand, he wouldn't understand. She was a lie, a fake! Krista wasn't real, and Trunks liked Krista not her. Not her.
She was sobbing now and Trunks was still confused.
"Krista what's---"
"Please don't ask me why Trunks." She whispered, cutting him off.
He put his hand on the back of her head. She flinched at the contact, too distracted to keep up her warriors' façade. But she allowed him to put her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her fragile form and pulled her close to him. But she sensed something, a hesitation. He was just as afraid of being hurt as she was. It made her feel better, but it didn't purge the doubt from her soul.
"You can trust me you know." He told her.
She just sat there silently with her head on his shoulder. How could she trust him, when she could barley trust herself? She shifted and he brushed her tear soaked hair off her face. His touch was gentle and cool; a welcomed visitor on her hot stressed face. He was rocking back and forth slowly; Angel let him take over and relaxed in his arms. She closed her eyes and let the bliss of sleep consume her, tears still staining her face. Trunks leaned back against the counter and placed his head on hers.
"What happened to you?" He asked her, knowing that he wouldn't get an answer. He fell asleep within a few minutes, with his head on hers.
***
Trunks woke to the sound of running water. He looked up and saw Krista standing at the sink, trying to wash the makeup from her face. He figured that she must have just gotten up, because she was still in her dress. He smiled and stretched.
"How are you feeling?"
She looked at him as he stood up and gave him a short smile.
"Better thanks."
"Well if you're hungry breakfast is at nine." She nodded as he turned to leave.
"Hey, Trunks?"
"Yeah?" He asked while turning to face her.
"Do you want to do something today?"
"Like what?"
She thought a moment, not really sure of what to do herself. She didn't want to stay here for another day, and the market became boring a few years back. It was always the same people, with the same routine and the same problems. Then she got an idea.
"Well if you don't mind me saying, palace life is a bit stuffy."
"Tell me about it." He smiled and leaned on the doorframe.
"No I probably shouldn't, I'd likely bore you to death." She joked making him laugh.
Angel closed her eyes at the sound, she loved it. But then---
*Flashback*
A woman and a young girl stood at the top of the waterfall both wearing bathing suits. The woman crouched down next to the little girl standing in front of her.
"Are you sure you want to try?"
The little girl hesitated and then nodded slowly. Her mother could tell she was nervous and wrapped her arms around her daughter. She lifted the little girl up with her and moved closer to the edge of the platform then--- jumped.
They both screamed as they fell, until the water muffled their voices. Slowly they came to the surface one at a time. Not wanting to scare her daughter, the woman had let go of her as they hit the water. They floated there staring at each other. The woman looked worried and the little girl's eyes were wide with shock. Then without notice, they burst into fits of laughter. Still laughing, they swam to shore and raced each other back up the rocks to try again.
*End flashback*
Angel woke in Trunks arms. She guessed she had fainted and he was now carrying her and running down the hall. Apparently he didn't notice that she was awake because he didn't stop. He wasn't being too careful, and his hurried steps jerked her around and made her feel sick.
"Trunks, what are you doing? Stop!"
He turned and looked at her obviously surprised at her sudden consciousness. Surprised enough to not pay attention to the staircase in front of him anyway. He tripped and sent them both hurtling down the stairs. They hit the platform hard, with Trunks sprawled out on the floor and Angel lying painfully over his chest. He groaned and pushed himself onto his elbows.
"Oww." Angel said sarcastically.
That was an understatement. She turned and looked at him. They stared at each other for a few seconds before they started to laugh uncontrollably. Trunks fell onto his back again and they both just laughed. The commotion had caused the guards to come running, and Vegeta, his wife, and daughter followed as well.
The company stared at the duo in disbelief. Bulma the guards and Bra looked relieved, but Vegeta looked disgusted--- another understatement.
It was Trunks who noticed that they were being watched and he nudged his companion so she would look up. But when she did, they began laughing even harder. She stood up and letting him stand as well. She curtsied for them and tried her hardest to keep a straight face. Trunks was having perhaps a harder time doing the same. The look on his father's face was priceless. It was his tone of voice that he could live without.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!" Vegeta roared. But what made him even more furious was the fact that his yelling didn't shake the two teens. They just kept on smiling.
"Well you see sir, Trunks was um---" Angel started but she had to turn away because she was laughing again.
"Showing her around the castle when---"
"When I decided that I needed a snack." She said in a mock serious tone causing Trunks turn away this time.
Angel could tell that Vegeta was about to rip out their windpipes but this was just to funny. When Trunks recovered, he continued.
"So we were heading downstairs when---"
"I tripped and we fell." She finished for him.
"You tripped?!" Vegeta said his power level skyrocketing. Yet they kept on mocking him.
"That's right," Trunks countered. "We tripped."
"On a ladybug." Angel butted in. Even the queen and Bra had to surpress their laughs. Now Vegeta was enraged. How dare they? He was about to continue when she began again.
"Trunks courageously tried to stop the fall but alas, it was to late." She said placing the back of her hand of her forehead and falling back into Trunks' arms.
"To late for what?" Bra asked not able to resist.
Angel's head snapped up and she adopted a serious look before answering,
"For the ladybug of course."
Everyone except Vegeta laughed. Angel noticed the death glare the king was sending them both and grabbed Trunks hand.
"And now I'm afraid we must be off." She said pulling him back up the stairs. He just nodded unable to respond. They ran down the hallway laughing and burst into Angel's room quite unceremoniously. They fell backwards onto the bed until they caught their breath.
"Wow." Was all Trunks managed to say.
"What were you doing anyway?" She asked him, still joking around a bit.
"Well you fainted, I wasn't going to just leave you there."
She stopped remembering what she and Trunks had been discussing. So she stood up and held out her hands to him. He looked puzzled, but stood up and took them into his own.
"Before I asked you if you wanted to do something today." He nodded and waited for her to finish.
"Well, I decided that since you showed me your world I should show you mine." He raised an eyebrow but still remained silent.
"Close your eyes." He did as he was told and waited. A few seconds later he felt a slight tug on his ki, but dismissed it. Her hands were still in his and they hadn't moved at all.
"Alright, open them."
Trunks gazed around himself to see that he was in a forest, standing on the edge of the lake to be exact.
"How---"
"That's for me to know and you to find out."
He glanced at her and smirked. "Oh, I'll find out."
She gave him a puzzled look but wasn't ready for what was about to come. Trunks picked her up and threw her right into the lake. She came up coughing, her hair and her dress now soaked through.
"TRUNKS!" He shrugged and dove in after her.
She saw him coming and swam away to the rock in the lake. She got out and watched for him. He held his breath and swam underwater to try and surprise her. He jumped out next to the rock and attempted to grab her. But she had taken a hold of his wrists and held him out of the water.
"To predictable." She scolded shaking her head.
He gave her an innocent look and planted his feet on the side of the rock. Without warning he wrenched his arms back sending her flying once again into the water. She came up to see him sitting on the rock shaking his head at her.
"To predictable."
She grinned and swam back over to the rock, and he helped her up out of the water. They sat there for sometime, leaning against each other. Finally Angel had the courage to break the moment.
"You know, I meant to thank you for what you did last night."
"Sure but--- I still don't understand."
"Neither do I." She said quietly.
They turned and looked at each other, their faces coming closer. Their noses touched but they hesitated a second before gently pressing their lips into each other's. He moved a hand to her neck and weaved his fingers through her hair. She placed a slender hand on his cheek, unsure if this was real. When they finally parted, Angel's eyes widened.
"I'm sorry I---"
"For what?" He cut in. She blushed and stood up.
"We'd better go." He nodded and took her hands again. He closed his eyes and again felt the slight tug on his energy he had felt before. When he opened his eyes they were back in Angel's room. She smiled and leaned up to kiss him again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let his hands find her waist. She deepened the kiss as he pulled her closer and ran her hands through his hair. They parted after a short time and she kissed him softly on the cheek.
"Alright now, I think we'd better get cleaned up before we have to come up with another excuse for our behavior."
He nodded with a smile and reluctantly turned to leave. She watched him go and went to take a shower and contemplate what had just happened. She touched her lips again and made her way to the bathroom.
***
Vegeta sneered at the picture of his family that was in his room. Trunks was a fool. He had let that half-breed ensnare him into her trap. It was true; the father of Angel was indeed a human. All the more reason why she should be eliminated from his planet. But--- he cautioned himself; he must wait for the right time. Exposing her too soon or too late would result in failure. Vegeta was not one to take failure lightly. The king of the saiyan race was NOT a failure.
***
A/N: Well once again sorry for the wait. Anywho next chapter is a mystery. Even I don't know whats going on!
Cat: But you're the authoress.
AG: I know, weird huh?
Cat: -__-;
AG: Anywho, stay tuned and find out why come this is such a mystery . And I'd like to take this time to thank my loyal reviewers:
KagomeRain: Thanx eva so much for ur constant support in and out'a school. And for the "midnight snack express delivery service hole." 0.~*
Beta Genius: For ur reviews, suggestions, and those "heads up" tips. THANX!
afk-luvdbz: For showing me there are people out there who can be anonymous and still care. THANX!
Lizze: For readin' this even though you had no clue what it was. THANX!
Katherine: For encourageing me to write more. THANX!
KT: For hitting Alex/reading my fic lol. THANX!
AG: I love you all! Anyway I'll get the next chappie posted as soon as possible, and thanx again for sticking through this with me!