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Chapter 8 Issues of Trust, memories of the past.
Vegeta growled as he threw a ki beam towards one of Dr. Brief's training drones. The gravity was making it hard to move since he had just turned it up a notch. 'Just trust her? Right. I'll trust you after you show up suddenly and then refuse to tell me what's going on.' Vegeta growled in annoyance. 'I might as well deal with it for the time being... She try and murder me in my sleep if I press the subject to much... Kami know I've already made that mistake before...' Vegeta's thought suddenly went back to a issue that had happened eight years ago. Angel had tried to smother him with a pillow while he was sleeping because he had pissed her off with an onslaught of questions earlier. It might look like she not mad at you anymore... but she'll try and get back at you when no one else is around. 'I have to focus on my training... there's no time to focus on her.' Vegeta thought before shoving his mind back into his training. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Bulma had pulled Angel out of bed as soon as she had woken up that morning. She yanked her into her room and rummaged her wardrobe until she found some clothes that were big enough for Angel. As soon as Angel was dressed Bulma pulled her into one of her cars and drove to the mall. Now Angel was trying on some clothes Bulma had thrust into her hands before shoving her into the changing room.
Bulma grinned wickedly at some of her choices. Bulma leaned against the column in the back of the store, waiting for Angel to leave the little cubicle in one of her soon-to-be outfits. "Um... Bulma...I don't really like skirts and dresses...." Angel said. "Well you'll start liking them. Now let me see you." Bulma said. "But.... it's short...." Angel said nervously. "I don't care, nor will anyone else." Bulma said standing up right. A sigh came from behind the door. "Okay..."
The knob slowly turned and the door swung open. Angel stood there in a dark red dress that ended one or two inches above her knee, hugged each and every one of her curves and rather low cut. Angel bit her lip nervously, "How do I look?" Bulma was speechless. "You look... wow..." Bulma managed to say stupidly. She could have sworn she had become a lesbian for a few seconds back there. Angel blushed. "I'll just try the next one on." She went back in then reemerged in a small red shirt that was all strings and knots in the back and tight black jeans. "You look good in red and black." Bulma said absent mindedly. "That's good, because they're my two main colors." Angel smiled.
Angel tried on the rest of her outfits and Angel almost had to get on her knees and beg Bulma not to try and get her anything else. Bulma still managed to sneak in some outfits when she thought Angel wasn't paying attention. Angel could sense everything Bulma was doing behind her back, so she just sighed and let her have her way. They were at the cash register and Bulma was pulling out her Credit Card when they heard a high pitched squeal that nearly brought Angel to her knees holding her ears. "I think my ears are bleeding." Angel hissed, glancing around for the source of the harpy screech.
The squeal was heard again, exept they were words that made Bulma's face pale in color, "OH YAMCHA! YOU'RE SOOO SWEET!!!!" Much to Bulma's dismay and Angel's pain the screeching continued, even if it wasn't as loud, "You're soooooo good to me! I'm so happy you got rid of that blue bitch and came back to me!!!" "Yeah, me too babe." They heard. Bulma glared at the cashier making her quicken the process of swiping the card. As soon as the transaction was approved and her card was returned to her, Bulma dragged Angel out of the store.
As soon as they were outside the store Angel sunk down to the floor and clutched her abused and ringing ears. "I hate my ears..." She grumbled. "Come on, I'll go buy some food for us." Bulma said standing next to Angel, biting her lip. "Okay..." Angel said standing up. "Wasn't that guy that bastard who attacked you last night?" Angel asked, lightly fingering one of the earrings that pierced her upper ear cartilage. Bulma nodded then glanced at one of Angel's ears. "Dear Kami, how many pairings do you have?" She said looking at the eight rings and one stud that adorned Angel's left ear. Angel giggled, "Nineteen... Nine on each ear and one on my navel."
"Didn't Freiza...have some sort of dress code?" Bulma said Freiza's name cautiously, just in case. "Not really.... As long as you had your scouter and uniform on when you were on duty, with the exeption of covert operation specialists, you were fine. Other than that you could do and wear what you wanted." Angel stood and began to walk with Bulma towards the food court. "What you did on your spare time was what you did, as long as it had nothing to do with Freiza's demise, and was a way for you to keep your sanity in check, then by all means, knock yourself out." Angel said simply as if it were nothing.
Bulma felt a sudden pang of pity for Vegeta and Angel. No child should have to grow up like that. No wonder they were so messed up. "What did most people do?" Bulma asked. "Drugs, rutting-" Bulma cut her off. "Rutting? Why do you call it that?" Bulma asked. Angel sighed, "Where Vegeta and I grew up, there is no such thing as 'Making Love' or just 'sex.' There's rutting, sleeping around, and rape. You didn't treat anyone with that much respect in bed unless they were you're mate... and mateing is looked down upon since it make people emotionally weak." Angel and Bulma stepped onto the escalator.
"What did you and Vegeta do on your spare time?" Bulma asked. "Well, Vegeta trained, thats how he stayed sane. Me. Well I... lets just say it wasn't a very good habit, and Vegeta beat the crap out of me several times for forming such a dishonorable habit." Angel said hesitantly, she could see the curiosity enveloping Bulma's eyes. "What was it?" Bulma asked with a pleading voice. Angel stepped off the escalator and dragged Bulma to a corner. She lifted her sleeve up around her wrist revealing barely visible scars. "I developed a mild case of masochism. But it's not as bad as before, I haven't cut myself in a while." Angel said pulling down her sleeve, motioning Bulma to lead the way to the food court.
Bulma suddenly wanted to cry. All thoughts of what had happened in the store were gone and she didn't give a damn if they bumped into Yamcha right now. All she could think of now was helping Angel. They went up one more escalator in silence, entering the food court. Bulma got a large pie of pizza and went to find a table with Angel trailing behind her. They found a clean table in a corner in the back of the large food court, and shoved their bags under the table before sitting down. Bulma took two slices and let Angel have the rest. "Did I upset you?" Angel asked. Bulma nodded. "Oh... Well I'm sorry, but you wanted the truth... and that's not even half of what happened." Angel said silently. She bit into her pizza and winced when she felt a sharp pain shoot up her spine. 'Dammit... they're trying to find me.' She thought, 'Just act normal.'
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"Did you get a signal?" Jaka asked one of his technicians. "Yes sir. It was momentary, but we can now narrow our search down somewhat. We're just going to have to send out several more signals before we can get a more acurate location." "Very good." Jaka hissed before turning on his heel and walking out of the communications room. 'I will get you back, Angel... But we'll get you're prince too if you were foolish enough to go hide behind him,' Jaka thought, 'This is all for you Miyha.' He walked into a darkened lab room with a large cylinder case filled with blue liquid. Inside that liquid floated a small figure of a child.
A girl. There were scared cuts and other large wounds on her body. Jaka placed his hand on the tube. "Soon Miyha, I will have enough power to get you the proper medical procedures you need, then you will have control over the universe. Punish those who rid the universe of Sujaa, punish those who planned it. We will not fail. We cannot."
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Vegeta threw punches and kicks to his nonexistent enemy. He thought of Angel and an ominous shiver rolled down his spine. 'Something is not right. I will find out what it is, no matter the consequences. She is hiding something. She knows better than to keep things from me.' He thought. "I don't think I can trust you much longer Angel..." he whispered to himself. He sighed and turned off the gravity and exited the chamber to go get some lunch and shower.
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the plot has thinkened! mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha*cough cough*hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! how do you like my new chappie??!!!!! R+R= happy author. you do want a happy author don't you? ^.^ lol. well i did this chapter in two days!!!!!!! OMG!! if only i could to that more often!!!! lol. well, off to A.D. and Vegeta!
P.S. and about the pairing. I DON"T KNOW!!!!!!!! ppl say A/V other ppl say B/V!!!!! i dunno what to do!!!! I am currently consulting my best friend on the best corse of action and i will come back to you w/ a verdict sooner or later. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Vegeta the broclli prince: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Angel lowers him closer to the boiling water*
*A.D. stirrs into a concous state of being*
*Goku walks into the room*
Goku: BROCLLI!!!!!!! *grabbs peice of broclli from Angel and shoves into mouth*
Angel: Oh my god...................
A.D.: Holy crap.... he just ate Vegeta.........................
OMG!!!!!!!!!! poor Veggie!!!!!!! will Veggie survive the acidic pits of Goku's stomach?????????????!!! Find out next time!!!!
Chapter 8 Issues of Trust, memories of the past.
Vegeta growled as he threw a ki beam towards one of Dr. Brief's training drones. The gravity was making it hard to move since he had just turned it up a notch. 'Just trust her? Right. I'll trust you after you show up suddenly and then refuse to tell me what's going on.' Vegeta growled in annoyance. 'I might as well deal with it for the time being... She try and murder me in my sleep if I press the subject to much... Kami know I've already made that mistake before...' Vegeta's thought suddenly went back to a issue that had happened eight years ago. Angel had tried to smother him with a pillow while he was sleeping because he had pissed her off with an onslaught of questions earlier. It might look like she not mad at you anymore... but she'll try and get back at you when no one else is around. 'I have to focus on my training... there's no time to focus on her.' Vegeta thought before shoving his mind back into his training. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Bulma had pulled Angel out of bed as soon as she had woken up that morning. She yanked her into her room and rummaged her wardrobe until she found some clothes that were big enough for Angel. As soon as Angel was dressed Bulma pulled her into one of her cars and drove to the mall. Now Angel was trying on some clothes Bulma had thrust into her hands before shoving her into the changing room.
Bulma grinned wickedly at some of her choices. Bulma leaned against the column in the back of the store, waiting for Angel to leave the little cubicle in one of her soon-to-be outfits. "Um... Bulma...I don't really like skirts and dresses...." Angel said. "Well you'll start liking them. Now let me see you." Bulma said. "But.... it's short...." Angel said nervously. "I don't care, nor will anyone else." Bulma said standing up right. A sigh came from behind the door. "Okay..."
The knob slowly turned and the door swung open. Angel stood there in a dark red dress that ended one or two inches above her knee, hugged each and every one of her curves and rather low cut. Angel bit her lip nervously, "How do I look?" Bulma was speechless. "You look... wow..." Bulma managed to say stupidly. She could have sworn she had become a lesbian for a few seconds back there. Angel blushed. "I'll just try the next one on." She went back in then reemerged in a small red shirt that was all strings and knots in the back and tight black jeans. "You look good in red and black." Bulma said absent mindedly. "That's good, because they're my two main colors." Angel smiled.
Angel tried on the rest of her outfits and Angel almost had to get on her knees and beg Bulma not to try and get her anything else. Bulma still managed to sneak in some outfits when she thought Angel wasn't paying attention. Angel could sense everything Bulma was doing behind her back, so she just sighed and let her have her way. They were at the cash register and Bulma was pulling out her Credit Card when they heard a high pitched squeal that nearly brought Angel to her knees holding her ears. "I think my ears are bleeding." Angel hissed, glancing around for the source of the harpy screech.
The squeal was heard again, exept they were words that made Bulma's face pale in color, "OH YAMCHA! YOU'RE SOOO SWEET!!!!" Much to Bulma's dismay and Angel's pain the screeching continued, even if it wasn't as loud, "You're soooooo good to me! I'm so happy you got rid of that blue bitch and came back to me!!!" "Yeah, me too babe." They heard. Bulma glared at the cashier making her quicken the process of swiping the card. As soon as the transaction was approved and her card was returned to her, Bulma dragged Angel out of the store.
As soon as they were outside the store Angel sunk down to the floor and clutched her abused and ringing ears. "I hate my ears..." She grumbled. "Come on, I'll go buy some food for us." Bulma said standing next to Angel, biting her lip. "Okay..." Angel said standing up. "Wasn't that guy that bastard who attacked you last night?" Angel asked, lightly fingering one of the earrings that pierced her upper ear cartilage. Bulma nodded then glanced at one of Angel's ears. "Dear Kami, how many pairings do you have?" She said looking at the eight rings and one stud that adorned Angel's left ear. Angel giggled, "Nineteen... Nine on each ear and one on my navel."
"Didn't Freiza...have some sort of dress code?" Bulma said Freiza's name cautiously, just in case. "Not really.... As long as you had your scouter and uniform on when you were on duty, with the exeption of covert operation specialists, you were fine. Other than that you could do and wear what you wanted." Angel stood and began to walk with Bulma towards the food court. "What you did on your spare time was what you did, as long as it had nothing to do with Freiza's demise, and was a way for you to keep your sanity in check, then by all means, knock yourself out." Angel said simply as if it were nothing.
Bulma felt a sudden pang of pity for Vegeta and Angel. No child should have to grow up like that. No wonder they were so messed up. "What did most people do?" Bulma asked. "Drugs, rutting-" Bulma cut her off. "Rutting? Why do you call it that?" Bulma asked. Angel sighed, "Where Vegeta and I grew up, there is no such thing as 'Making Love' or just 'sex.' There's rutting, sleeping around, and rape. You didn't treat anyone with that much respect in bed unless they were you're mate... and mateing is looked down upon since it make people emotionally weak." Angel and Bulma stepped onto the escalator.
"What did you and Vegeta do on your spare time?" Bulma asked. "Well, Vegeta trained, thats how he stayed sane. Me. Well I... lets just say it wasn't a very good habit, and Vegeta beat the crap out of me several times for forming such a dishonorable habit." Angel said hesitantly, she could see the curiosity enveloping Bulma's eyes. "What was it?" Bulma asked with a pleading voice. Angel stepped off the escalator and dragged Bulma to a corner. She lifted her sleeve up around her wrist revealing barely visible scars. "I developed a mild case of masochism. But it's not as bad as before, I haven't cut myself in a while." Angel said pulling down her sleeve, motioning Bulma to lead the way to the food court.
Bulma suddenly wanted to cry. All thoughts of what had happened in the store were gone and she didn't give a damn if they bumped into Yamcha right now. All she could think of now was helping Angel. They went up one more escalator in silence, entering the food court. Bulma got a large pie of pizza and went to find a table with Angel trailing behind her. They found a clean table in a corner in the back of the large food court, and shoved their bags under the table before sitting down. Bulma took two slices and let Angel have the rest. "Did I upset you?" Angel asked. Bulma nodded. "Oh... Well I'm sorry, but you wanted the truth... and that's not even half of what happened." Angel said silently. She bit into her pizza and winced when she felt a sharp pain shoot up her spine. 'Dammit... they're trying to find me.' She thought, 'Just act normal.'
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"Did you get a signal?" Jaka asked one of his technicians. "Yes sir. It was momentary, but we can now narrow our search down somewhat. We're just going to have to send out several more signals before we can get a more acurate location." "Very good." Jaka hissed before turning on his heel and walking out of the communications room. 'I will get you back, Angel... But we'll get you're prince too if you were foolish enough to go hide behind him,' Jaka thought, 'This is all for you Miyha.' He walked into a darkened lab room with a large cylinder case filled with blue liquid. Inside that liquid floated a small figure of a child.
A girl. There were scared cuts and other large wounds on her body. Jaka placed his hand on the tube. "Soon Miyha, I will have enough power to get you the proper medical procedures you need, then you will have control over the universe. Punish those who rid the universe of Sujaa, punish those who planned it. We will not fail. We cannot."
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Vegeta threw punches and kicks to his nonexistent enemy. He thought of Angel and an ominous shiver rolled down his spine. 'Something is not right. I will find out what it is, no matter the consequences. She is hiding something. She knows better than to keep things from me.' He thought. "I don't think I can trust you much longer Angel..." he whispered to himself. He sighed and turned off the gravity and exited the chamber to go get some lunch and shower.
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the plot has thinkened! mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha*cough cough*hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! how do you like my new chappie??!!!!! R+R= happy author. you do want a happy author don't you? ^.^ lol. well i did this chapter in two days!!!!!!! OMG!! if only i could to that more often!!!! lol. well, off to A.D. and Vegeta!
P.S. and about the pairing. I DON"T KNOW!!!!!!!! ppl say A/V other ppl say B/V!!!!! i dunno what to do!!!! I am currently consulting my best friend on the best corse of action and i will come back to you w/ a verdict sooner or later. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Vegeta the broclli prince: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Angel lowers him closer to the boiling water*
*A.D. stirrs into a concous state of being*
*Goku walks into the room*
Goku: BROCLLI!!!!!!! *grabbs peice of broclli from Angel and shoves into mouth*
Angel: Oh my god...................
A.D.: Holy crap.... he just ate Vegeta.........................
OMG!!!!!!!!!! poor Veggie!!!!!!! will Veggie survive the acidic pits of Goku's stomach?????????????!!! Find out next time!!!!