Tenshi and Akuma
Chapter 10
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Disclaimer: I own everything; worship me! No, really... I don't own anything... T.T
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"Good morning," Vegeta whispered in the ear of the sleeping Bulma. She slowly roused and lifted her head to look at him. She scowled.
"And just what's good about it?" she snapped. Vegeta chuckled.
"My, someone woke up on the wrong side of the... dungeon," he replied while motioning for a guard to enter with some food for her. The guard filled the spoon with the soup and was obviously prepared to feed her since her hands were bound by chains, but Bulma stopped him.
"Vegeta, I don't want to be fed like a baby anymore. Let me eat by myself!" she cried and tugged at her chains holding her hands above her head. He held his hand up for the guard to wait.
"You know I can't give you a chance to escape. But I do have an idea and I'm willing to compromise, lovely," he told her with a smirk. She glared at him.
"Don't call me lovely, but what is your idea?"
"Well, lovely," he started with an evil grin and emphasized 'lovely', "I'll allow you to sit down while you eat, but your hands will still be bound. They'll be roomier though, so that you can feed yourself. Fair enough?"
She beamed and smiled: something he hadn't seen from her in a long time. "Yes, please! Thank you, that'd be wonderful! I haven't felt my arms in days!" Vegeta nodded. He already realized that the blood had long since drained from her arms.
Vegeta nodded his head towards Bulma and the guarded walked over to her. He quickly unlocked the cuffs around her feet. Bulma flexed her ankles and bent her knees happily. The guard levitated some and undid the cuffs around her wrists. She fell to the ground though she was caught and steadied by Vegeta. She slowly sat down and allowed the guard to place the cuffs back around her wrists, though the chain magically lengthened a little. Afterwards, the guard went leaving Bulma and Vegeta alone.
She grabbed her bowl of soup and slowly began to sip it from her spoon. Her arms hadn't regained much of their feeling yet, but it would have to do. She looked up suddenly as she heard a lot of yelling and commotion. The cell door slammed open and Vegeta stood sharply.
"What are you two doing in here?" he snapped angrily. Radditz and Turles gazed awestruck at Bulma who simply looked uncomfortable. They both rushed over to her at once.
"I'm Turles," the shorter-haired man said, shaking her hand roughly. Bulma pulled her sore hand back, rubbing it, and nodded politely. Her hand was soon yanked back out of her grasp as the long-haired man took it and showered it with kisses.
"And I... am Radditz," he told her in an exaggerated tone. She laughed nervously.
"Eh heh... charmed, I'm sure..." she trailed off, glancing helplessly at Vegeta. He soon intervened with a rough punch, sending Radditz flying across the room and into the cement wall. He groaned and stood up.
"Shit, Vegeta, what's up?!" Radditz glared whilst rubbing his head. Vegeta simply crossed his arms and looked pointedly at him.
"Do NOT kiss the enemy," he stated flatly, unbeknownst to Radditz that he, himself, had almost kissed Bulma on a few occasions. But no, he wouldn't tell Radditz that, of course. Bulma seemed to read his thoughts as she looked at him with an amused expression. Just then, another spiky-haired man entered the cell with a big grin on his face.
"Oh, wow," he said, walking up to Bulma in childlike awe, "So YOU'RE the Prodigal One!"
"Kakkarot!" Vegeta bellowed. "Damnit, all three of you get out!"
"Aw, but I just got here," the one named Kakkarot pouted. Vegeta growled and flared his energy. It didn't phase Bulma, but it sent the three other demons sprawling back a few feet.
"Moody son of a bitch," Turles muttered as he, Radditz and Kakkarot left the room. Vegeta watched them leave with a snarl on his face before turning back to Bulma who was quietly eating with an amused look on her face.
"Who were they? You know, for demons... they sure don't act like it," she stated matter-of-factly as she sipped her soup.
Vegeta sighed irritably. "Those are my stupid cousins. Kakkarot and Turles are twins and Radditz is a year old than them. They're complete morons; disgraceful, really."
"Oh, well I just thought they were nice," Bulma retorted. Vegeta looked at her strangely, but didn't respond.
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"Miss! We've found it, we've found it!" a C Class angel exclaimed happily as she jumped up and down feverishly. Bulma's mother looked up sharply with tears brewing in her eternally youthful eyes.
"ChiChi, tell me you do not jest!" the blonde angel said hopefully, standing from her place by the window.
"No, miss, I do not jest. We have found the hideout where Ms. Bulma is being held captive," ChiChi replied reassuringly. The older angel's hand flew to her mouth and she hugged the raven-haired, younger angel in happiness. She pulled ChiChi out the door and to the room where her husband was already preparing a troop.
"Are we leaving now?" she asked her husband anxiously and he nodded with a fierce glare shining out from his eyes. He glanced at his wife and shook his head.
"Don't even think about it. If you appear in there, the guards will kill you. You'll just have to fly with us," he said knowingly with a pointed look.
She pounded her fist into her other palm. "Yeah, I guess you're right." He turned to look at the other forty or so demons and they nodded in turn. They knew it was time. A few at a time, they took to the air and waited patiently for their leader. Each male was dressed in white pants and a long-sleeved white shirt and each female was wearing a white, long dress. They camouflaged with the clouds. Bulma's parents soon took to the air, as well, and they headed east: in the direction of the main demon hideout.
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I don't even want to hear about how short this chapter is. Bring that point up and I'll be really pissed! I KNOW it's short, but I've had a lot of crap happen lately. In fact, it's a lucky thing that I even made the chapter THIS long. _ I'll try to make up for it in the next chapter as long as you people are nice! And another note, yes, I know this story doesn't have a lot of action -- but I did not place it in the Action/Adventure category for a reason.
Chapter 10
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Disclaimer: I own everything; worship me! No, really... I don't own anything... T.T
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"Good morning," Vegeta whispered in the ear of the sleeping Bulma. She slowly roused and lifted her head to look at him. She scowled.
"And just what's good about it?" she snapped. Vegeta chuckled.
"My, someone woke up on the wrong side of the... dungeon," he replied while motioning for a guard to enter with some food for her. The guard filled the spoon with the soup and was obviously prepared to feed her since her hands were bound by chains, but Bulma stopped him.
"Vegeta, I don't want to be fed like a baby anymore. Let me eat by myself!" she cried and tugged at her chains holding her hands above her head. He held his hand up for the guard to wait.
"You know I can't give you a chance to escape. But I do have an idea and I'm willing to compromise, lovely," he told her with a smirk. She glared at him.
"Don't call me lovely, but what is your idea?"
"Well, lovely," he started with an evil grin and emphasized 'lovely', "I'll allow you to sit down while you eat, but your hands will still be bound. They'll be roomier though, so that you can feed yourself. Fair enough?"
She beamed and smiled: something he hadn't seen from her in a long time. "Yes, please! Thank you, that'd be wonderful! I haven't felt my arms in days!" Vegeta nodded. He already realized that the blood had long since drained from her arms.
Vegeta nodded his head towards Bulma and the guarded walked over to her. He quickly unlocked the cuffs around her feet. Bulma flexed her ankles and bent her knees happily. The guard levitated some and undid the cuffs around her wrists. She fell to the ground though she was caught and steadied by Vegeta. She slowly sat down and allowed the guard to place the cuffs back around her wrists, though the chain magically lengthened a little. Afterwards, the guard went leaving Bulma and Vegeta alone.
She grabbed her bowl of soup and slowly began to sip it from her spoon. Her arms hadn't regained much of their feeling yet, but it would have to do. She looked up suddenly as she heard a lot of yelling and commotion. The cell door slammed open and Vegeta stood sharply.
"What are you two doing in here?" he snapped angrily. Radditz and Turles gazed awestruck at Bulma who simply looked uncomfortable. They both rushed over to her at once.
"I'm Turles," the shorter-haired man said, shaking her hand roughly. Bulma pulled her sore hand back, rubbing it, and nodded politely. Her hand was soon yanked back out of her grasp as the long-haired man took it and showered it with kisses.
"And I... am Radditz," he told her in an exaggerated tone. She laughed nervously.
"Eh heh... charmed, I'm sure..." she trailed off, glancing helplessly at Vegeta. He soon intervened with a rough punch, sending Radditz flying across the room and into the cement wall. He groaned and stood up.
"Shit, Vegeta, what's up?!" Radditz glared whilst rubbing his head. Vegeta simply crossed his arms and looked pointedly at him.
"Do NOT kiss the enemy," he stated flatly, unbeknownst to Radditz that he, himself, had almost kissed Bulma on a few occasions. But no, he wouldn't tell Radditz that, of course. Bulma seemed to read his thoughts as she looked at him with an amused expression. Just then, another spiky-haired man entered the cell with a big grin on his face.
"Oh, wow," he said, walking up to Bulma in childlike awe, "So YOU'RE the Prodigal One!"
"Kakkarot!" Vegeta bellowed. "Damnit, all three of you get out!"
"Aw, but I just got here," the one named Kakkarot pouted. Vegeta growled and flared his energy. It didn't phase Bulma, but it sent the three other demons sprawling back a few feet.
"Moody son of a bitch," Turles muttered as he, Radditz and Kakkarot left the room. Vegeta watched them leave with a snarl on his face before turning back to Bulma who was quietly eating with an amused look on her face.
"Who were they? You know, for demons... they sure don't act like it," she stated matter-of-factly as she sipped her soup.
Vegeta sighed irritably. "Those are my stupid cousins. Kakkarot and Turles are twins and Radditz is a year old than them. They're complete morons; disgraceful, really."
"Oh, well I just thought they were nice," Bulma retorted. Vegeta looked at her strangely, but didn't respond.
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"Miss! We've found it, we've found it!" a C Class angel exclaimed happily as she jumped up and down feverishly. Bulma's mother looked up sharply with tears brewing in her eternally youthful eyes.
"ChiChi, tell me you do not jest!" the blonde angel said hopefully, standing from her place by the window.
"No, miss, I do not jest. We have found the hideout where Ms. Bulma is being held captive," ChiChi replied reassuringly. The older angel's hand flew to her mouth and she hugged the raven-haired, younger angel in happiness. She pulled ChiChi out the door and to the room where her husband was already preparing a troop.
"Are we leaving now?" she asked her husband anxiously and he nodded with a fierce glare shining out from his eyes. He glanced at his wife and shook his head.
"Don't even think about it. If you appear in there, the guards will kill you. You'll just have to fly with us," he said knowingly with a pointed look.
She pounded her fist into her other palm. "Yeah, I guess you're right." He turned to look at the other forty or so demons and they nodded in turn. They knew it was time. A few at a time, they took to the air and waited patiently for their leader. Each male was dressed in white pants and a long-sleeved white shirt and each female was wearing a white, long dress. They camouflaged with the clouds. Bulma's parents soon took to the air, as well, and they headed east: in the direction of the main demon hideout.
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I don't even want to hear about how short this chapter is. Bring that point up and I'll be really pissed! I KNOW it's short, but I've had a lot of crap happen lately. In fact, it's a lucky thing that I even made the chapter THIS long. _ I'll try to make up for it in the next chapter as long as you people are nice! And another note, yes, I know this story doesn't have a lot of action -- but I did not place it in the Action/Adventure category for a reason.
