Tenshi and Akuma
Chapter 8
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Disclaimer: I own everything; worship me! No, really... I don't own anything... T.T
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Vegeta grinned as he felt Bulma's energy soar through the roof. "Yes, woman, ascend! I wish for a real challenge!" His grin widened crazily as his excitement rose. He finally remembered that he still held that long-haired girly-man that the woman was so fond of.
"Here, Radditz!" he shouted over his shoulder as he threw Juunanagou back to the other demon effortlessly. Juunanagou howled with frustration as he was trapped, yet again by a death grip on his neck. He elbowed the demon holding him which only succeeded in getting Radditz's attention.
"Yo, man," Radditz said, smiling cheekily. Juunanagou face-faulted and wondered at his captive's idiocy. He whirled his head around to the place where Bulma stood, her blue eyes now dilated to a solid white.
"Get him, Bulma!" he shouted, earning a disagreeing nudge from Radditz.
"Get her, Vegeta!" Radditz countered, slapping his hand over Juunanagou's mouth. He kicked and squirmed in his captor's hands until finally Radditz released him due to a loss of interest in trying to hold him down. Juunanagou glared at the demon before darting back over to 'his' side. Not too many seemed to notice, however, for all attention was still directed at Bulma. Her pupils had returned to their original azure shade, but her hair still floated around her mystically and she glowed golden. Vegeta regained his composure after a few moments.
"That's it? You didn't even get cool wings like me!" he joked sarcastically. Bulma didn't reply and it seemed as if she was staring straight through him.
"You fear for your Chosen One's life," Bulma's cool and liquidy voice stated solemnly, staring pointedly at Turles behind Vegeta. Vegeta whipped his head around and glared at Turles who gulped.
"You don't trust my abilities, soldier?" he sneered and Turles shook his head quickly.
"And you think I'm beautiful," Bulma said, now directing her attention towards Radditz. He jumped back and shook his head violently.
"I don't either!" he yelled defensively. She didn't respond, but slowly looked Vegeta in the eyes.
"Hey, bitch," he warned, "Don't think you can go reading my mind whenever you want. Stupid Prodigal piece of shit."
"You wish to defeat me. You do not care about sides, only winning," she informed him. He growled at her for completely ignoring his warning. He began to chuckle quietly.
"Yes, you are right. Only power matters! I do not care what side I am on as long as I win!" he told her, earning a reproving glare from his father though Vegeta didn't see it. "Unfortunately for you, one of us will die and I don't happen to be on your side."
Bulma closed her eyes and shook her head to herself. "You are blinded by your arrogance."
"Arrogant, am I?!" Vegeta howled, struggling to keep his anger in check. The Prodigal One merely nodded slowly, her eyes still closed.
"But we shall battle since it is what you desire," Bulma said with her eyes now open. Vegeta crossed his arms.
"Fine, I'm glad you've accepted your death sentence." With that, Vegeta jumped into the air and beckoned Bulma to him. Not being one to disappoint, she began to glow brighter as she slowly ascended to join him in the air. He wasted no time in lunging at her. He was surprised when she easily moved to the side to avoid him.
"Vegeta," she said quietly. He snarled and lunged at her again. She moved to the other side this time.
"What?" he growled, throwing a fist. She moved her arm up to block his punch and kneed him in the stomach at the same time. He grasped his abdomen for a second, but quickly recomposed himself.
"I know something else about you," she continued. She spotted her mother, father and Juunanagou looking up at her in worry. She threw a reassuring glance down at them. Vegeta kicked out at her, but Bulma looked up in time to spin out of harm's way. She threw another punch of her own, only to have it blocked fiercely.
"And what is that, oh-great-mind-reader?" Vegeta asked cynically. He unsheathed his sword and thrust it out at her. She flipped over it to avoid being stabbed and flew back a few yards. He watched curiously as she closed her eyes and her hand began to glow. As if out of nowhere, a long, golden staff appeared in her right hand and she darted forward at him with it prepared to strike. He skillfully blocked the attack with his sword.
"Besides your desire to defeat me in battle and splurge your fighting habits," Bulma began, ducking under his sword and slicing diagonally with her staff. Vegeta, too, ducked to avoid the hit and flipped backwards. He darted forward, silently awaiting her explanation of what else she 'knew.'
Bulma raced forward as he came at her and they clashed together, sword against staff. She placed her face next to his and whispered into his ear, her breath tickling his skin, "You desire me above all." Vegeta froze, then pushed her away roughly. He stared at her as a flurry of emotions passed through him.
"What's going on up there?" Turles asked from his place on the ground. Radditz shrugged.
"They stopped fighting all of a sudden," he replied.
Vegeta sneered at Bulma. "What do you know, wench?"
She smiled at him softly; a true, genuine smile. "Everything."
Vegeta roared with pent-up rage. "YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" he screamed and lunged at her again. He was so blinded by fury that his punches missed by a mile. She dodged them easily and frowned sadly to herself.
"You cannot defeat me, Vegeta," she said softly. She dematerialized away from him and he saw a tear fall from her eye. He was astonished to find that the teardrop formed into a diamond upon leaving its place in her azure eyes.
"I will defeat you!" he screamed and his aura flared angrily around him like a raging storm within his heart. She shook her head slowly in a 'no' fashion. Lightning radiated off of Vegeta's body as he grew angrier and angrier. He contemplated his situation. He knew deep down that he could not beat her. In all actuality, they were evenly matched in power, but his fury was blinding him at the moment. Suddenly, he dove down towards the ground. Bulma looked down sharply at him. She had not read his mind and did not know what he was planning to do.
Vegeta landed directly in front of Juunanagou and grabbed him around the neck again. "Admit your defeat, angel! Admit it or he dies!"
Bulma gasped in terror. She quickly thought of a solution to evade admitting her defeat or admitting Juunanagou's life. "Wait!" she called out, quickly descending to the ground. "Do not harm him."
Vegeta glared venemously at her. "Give up or he'll suffer the consequences."
Bulma probed Vegeta's mind for an answer of why he was doing such a degrading thing. He's desperate to win, she realized with a start. He's terrified of losing to me. She stood stalk still as more teardrops, turned diamonds fell from her beautiful, blue orbs.
"Get him, Bulma! Don't worry about me!" Juunanagou yelled, trying to convince his friend to forget about him. She refused to even move a muscle.
"Vegeta," she said softly and Vegeta's eyes zoomed in on her. "Release him. Release him and I will join you."
"Bulma, no!" her mother screamed, rushing forward only to be held back by Bulma's father.
"He's desperate! Forget about me, B-chan!" Juunanagou cried out.
"No, Juu-kun! I cannot!" Bulma returned forcefully. Vegeta growled at their 'pet' names. "Please, Vegeta. Let him go and I will go with you."
The Chosen One contemplated her plea. After a few moments, he shoved Juunanagou away and pulled Bulma to him. She struggled in his arms momentarily before he tightened his grip on her in a silent warning.
"Bulma, don't! Please! Let him kill me instead!" Juunanagou pleaded with her, but she would not look him in the face.
"I must," she whispered. Vegeta held his sword against Bulma's neck as a hostage as he arose into the air and flew back towards his camp. The large amount of demons also followed him, but not before blood between the angels and demons were shed. The seventy-five or so angels still remaining, including Bulma's parents and Juunanagou, could hardly move due to shock of their precious gift being stolen from them. Bulma's mother kneeled down on the ground and collected the diamonds that had fallen from her daughter's blue orbs. Her husband held her as she cried.
"Was this the price?!" she screamed at him and he could not answer.
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"Vegeta, you're hurting me!" Bulma exclaimed, struggling in his arms. He had already threatened to drop her if she didn't stop moving, but apparently she didn't believe him for she hadn't stopped. Vegeta loosened his grip somewhat in response to her complaining.
"Vegeta, why did you bring that screaming harpy? Couldn't you have just killed her right then and there?" Turles moaned with his hands over his ears. Bulma screamed, outraged. Radditz, too, soon covered his ears.
"A hostage is always good," Vegeta replied simply, too preoccupied with trying to keep Bulma from wiggling her way out of his arms and to the depths of the earth, hundreds of feet below. Bulma suddenly stopped moving and glared at Radditz.
"I'm not the moron. You are!" she said indignantly. Radditz's eyes bulged out of their sockets.
"That's not fair! Vegeta," he whined childishly, "Make her stop reading my mind! That's unfair!" Turles snickered, earning a well-placed punch from Radditz. Vegeta chuckled, as well.
"You holding me hostage is unfair," she spat. She personally didn't find any humor in the current situation. Turles nodded thoughtfully.
"Yeah, she's right. Life isn't fair. Oh well!" he replied wistfully. Bulma glared at him, but he didn't seem to notice.
"I demand to know where I am being taken!" she ordered, whipping her head around to Vegeta who simply raised an eyebrow.
"My, my, aren't we rude today?" he asked, half joking.
"Yeah," Radditz chimed in, "I thought angels were supposed to be like, nice and stuff?" Bulma smirked and shook her head.
"You are undeserving of my kindness."
Radditz pouted and pointed out, "But I'm an A class demon!" She snorted.
"And I am the Prodigal One," she replied arrogantly. Vegeta smirked; he seemed to be rubbing off on her.
"She has a point, you know," Turles said slowly. Radditz threw another punch at him though this one missed by a mile.
"She doesn't have to be so mean though!" he whined. Bulma rolled her eyes and looked away.
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First off, the idea for teardrops forming a jewel comes from Hiei's sister, Yukina, from Yu Yu Hakusho. Very good show; highly recommended. ^_^ My Radditz-kun is sooo cute! I just want to cuddle him! Okay, anyway, for the first time in my writing 'career,' I've written out a timeline of sorts, so I know exactly how the story will go. I've actually got a plan for once! Like any of you care. ^^; Anywhooooo, let me know in a review if you want to be emailed with future chapters!
Chapter 8
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Disclaimer: I own everything; worship me! No, really... I don't own anything... T.T
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Vegeta grinned as he felt Bulma's energy soar through the roof. "Yes, woman, ascend! I wish for a real challenge!" His grin widened crazily as his excitement rose. He finally remembered that he still held that long-haired girly-man that the woman was so fond of.
"Here, Radditz!" he shouted over his shoulder as he threw Juunanagou back to the other demon effortlessly. Juunanagou howled with frustration as he was trapped, yet again by a death grip on his neck. He elbowed the demon holding him which only succeeded in getting Radditz's attention.
"Yo, man," Radditz said, smiling cheekily. Juunanagou face-faulted and wondered at his captive's idiocy. He whirled his head around to the place where Bulma stood, her blue eyes now dilated to a solid white.
"Get him, Bulma!" he shouted, earning a disagreeing nudge from Radditz.
"Get her, Vegeta!" Radditz countered, slapping his hand over Juunanagou's mouth. He kicked and squirmed in his captor's hands until finally Radditz released him due to a loss of interest in trying to hold him down. Juunanagou glared at the demon before darting back over to 'his' side. Not too many seemed to notice, however, for all attention was still directed at Bulma. Her pupils had returned to their original azure shade, but her hair still floated around her mystically and she glowed golden. Vegeta regained his composure after a few moments.
"That's it? You didn't even get cool wings like me!" he joked sarcastically. Bulma didn't reply and it seemed as if she was staring straight through him.
"You fear for your Chosen One's life," Bulma's cool and liquidy voice stated solemnly, staring pointedly at Turles behind Vegeta. Vegeta whipped his head around and glared at Turles who gulped.
"You don't trust my abilities, soldier?" he sneered and Turles shook his head quickly.
"And you think I'm beautiful," Bulma said, now directing her attention towards Radditz. He jumped back and shook his head violently.
"I don't either!" he yelled defensively. She didn't respond, but slowly looked Vegeta in the eyes.
"Hey, bitch," he warned, "Don't think you can go reading my mind whenever you want. Stupid Prodigal piece of shit."
"You wish to defeat me. You do not care about sides, only winning," she informed him. He growled at her for completely ignoring his warning. He began to chuckle quietly.
"Yes, you are right. Only power matters! I do not care what side I am on as long as I win!" he told her, earning a reproving glare from his father though Vegeta didn't see it. "Unfortunately for you, one of us will die and I don't happen to be on your side."
Bulma closed her eyes and shook her head to herself. "You are blinded by your arrogance."
"Arrogant, am I?!" Vegeta howled, struggling to keep his anger in check. The Prodigal One merely nodded slowly, her eyes still closed.
"But we shall battle since it is what you desire," Bulma said with her eyes now open. Vegeta crossed his arms.
"Fine, I'm glad you've accepted your death sentence." With that, Vegeta jumped into the air and beckoned Bulma to him. Not being one to disappoint, she began to glow brighter as she slowly ascended to join him in the air. He wasted no time in lunging at her. He was surprised when she easily moved to the side to avoid him.
"Vegeta," she said quietly. He snarled and lunged at her again. She moved to the other side this time.
"What?" he growled, throwing a fist. She moved her arm up to block his punch and kneed him in the stomach at the same time. He grasped his abdomen for a second, but quickly recomposed himself.
"I know something else about you," she continued. She spotted her mother, father and Juunanagou looking up at her in worry. She threw a reassuring glance down at them. Vegeta kicked out at her, but Bulma looked up in time to spin out of harm's way. She threw another punch of her own, only to have it blocked fiercely.
"And what is that, oh-great-mind-reader?" Vegeta asked cynically. He unsheathed his sword and thrust it out at her. She flipped over it to avoid being stabbed and flew back a few yards. He watched curiously as she closed her eyes and her hand began to glow. As if out of nowhere, a long, golden staff appeared in her right hand and she darted forward at him with it prepared to strike. He skillfully blocked the attack with his sword.
"Besides your desire to defeat me in battle and splurge your fighting habits," Bulma began, ducking under his sword and slicing diagonally with her staff. Vegeta, too, ducked to avoid the hit and flipped backwards. He darted forward, silently awaiting her explanation of what else she 'knew.'
Bulma raced forward as he came at her and they clashed together, sword against staff. She placed her face next to his and whispered into his ear, her breath tickling his skin, "You desire me above all." Vegeta froze, then pushed her away roughly. He stared at her as a flurry of emotions passed through him.
"What's going on up there?" Turles asked from his place on the ground. Radditz shrugged.
"They stopped fighting all of a sudden," he replied.
Vegeta sneered at Bulma. "What do you know, wench?"
She smiled at him softly; a true, genuine smile. "Everything."
Vegeta roared with pent-up rage. "YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" he screamed and lunged at her again. He was so blinded by fury that his punches missed by a mile. She dodged them easily and frowned sadly to herself.
"You cannot defeat me, Vegeta," she said softly. She dematerialized away from him and he saw a tear fall from her eye. He was astonished to find that the teardrop formed into a diamond upon leaving its place in her azure eyes.
"I will defeat you!" he screamed and his aura flared angrily around him like a raging storm within his heart. She shook her head slowly in a 'no' fashion. Lightning radiated off of Vegeta's body as he grew angrier and angrier. He contemplated his situation. He knew deep down that he could not beat her. In all actuality, they were evenly matched in power, but his fury was blinding him at the moment. Suddenly, he dove down towards the ground. Bulma looked down sharply at him. She had not read his mind and did not know what he was planning to do.
Vegeta landed directly in front of Juunanagou and grabbed him around the neck again. "Admit your defeat, angel! Admit it or he dies!"
Bulma gasped in terror. She quickly thought of a solution to evade admitting her defeat or admitting Juunanagou's life. "Wait!" she called out, quickly descending to the ground. "Do not harm him."
Vegeta glared venemously at her. "Give up or he'll suffer the consequences."
Bulma probed Vegeta's mind for an answer of why he was doing such a degrading thing. He's desperate to win, she realized with a start. He's terrified of losing to me. She stood stalk still as more teardrops, turned diamonds fell from her beautiful, blue orbs.
"Get him, Bulma! Don't worry about me!" Juunanagou yelled, trying to convince his friend to forget about him. She refused to even move a muscle.
"Vegeta," she said softly and Vegeta's eyes zoomed in on her. "Release him. Release him and I will join you."
"Bulma, no!" her mother screamed, rushing forward only to be held back by Bulma's father.
"He's desperate! Forget about me, B-chan!" Juunanagou cried out.
"No, Juu-kun! I cannot!" Bulma returned forcefully. Vegeta growled at their 'pet' names. "Please, Vegeta. Let him go and I will go with you."
The Chosen One contemplated her plea. After a few moments, he shoved Juunanagou away and pulled Bulma to him. She struggled in his arms momentarily before he tightened his grip on her in a silent warning.
"Bulma, don't! Please! Let him kill me instead!" Juunanagou pleaded with her, but she would not look him in the face.
"I must," she whispered. Vegeta held his sword against Bulma's neck as a hostage as he arose into the air and flew back towards his camp. The large amount of demons also followed him, but not before blood between the angels and demons were shed. The seventy-five or so angels still remaining, including Bulma's parents and Juunanagou, could hardly move due to shock of their precious gift being stolen from them. Bulma's mother kneeled down on the ground and collected the diamonds that had fallen from her daughter's blue orbs. Her husband held her as she cried.
"Was this the price?!" she screamed at him and he could not answer.
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"Vegeta, you're hurting me!" Bulma exclaimed, struggling in his arms. He had already threatened to drop her if she didn't stop moving, but apparently she didn't believe him for she hadn't stopped. Vegeta loosened his grip somewhat in response to her complaining.
"Vegeta, why did you bring that screaming harpy? Couldn't you have just killed her right then and there?" Turles moaned with his hands over his ears. Bulma screamed, outraged. Radditz, too, soon covered his ears.
"A hostage is always good," Vegeta replied simply, too preoccupied with trying to keep Bulma from wiggling her way out of his arms and to the depths of the earth, hundreds of feet below. Bulma suddenly stopped moving and glared at Radditz.
"I'm not the moron. You are!" she said indignantly. Radditz's eyes bulged out of their sockets.
"That's not fair! Vegeta," he whined childishly, "Make her stop reading my mind! That's unfair!" Turles snickered, earning a well-placed punch from Radditz. Vegeta chuckled, as well.
"You holding me hostage is unfair," she spat. She personally didn't find any humor in the current situation. Turles nodded thoughtfully.
"Yeah, she's right. Life isn't fair. Oh well!" he replied wistfully. Bulma glared at him, but he didn't seem to notice.
"I demand to know where I am being taken!" she ordered, whipping her head around to Vegeta who simply raised an eyebrow.
"My, my, aren't we rude today?" he asked, half joking.
"Yeah," Radditz chimed in, "I thought angels were supposed to be like, nice and stuff?" Bulma smirked and shook her head.
"You are undeserving of my kindness."
Radditz pouted and pointed out, "But I'm an A class demon!" She snorted.
"And I am the Prodigal One," she replied arrogantly. Vegeta smirked; he seemed to be rubbing off on her.
"She has a point, you know," Turles said slowly. Radditz threw another punch at him though this one missed by a mile.
"She doesn't have to be so mean though!" he whined. Bulma rolled her eyes and looked away.
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First off, the idea for teardrops forming a jewel comes from Hiei's sister, Yukina, from Yu Yu Hakusho. Very good show; highly recommended. ^_^ My Radditz-kun is sooo cute! I just want to cuddle him! Okay, anyway, for the first time in my writing 'career,' I've written out a timeline of sorts, so I know exactly how the story will go. I've actually got a plan for once! Like any of you care. ^^; Anywhooooo, let me know in a review if you want to be emailed with future chapters!
