Disclaimer: I wish I could stop writing these.... they're painful.
Before I start the story let me comment on one of my reviews: njn: I am very well aware that 9+9 doesn't equal 19, read that segment over again and you will see that I wrote 9 on each of her ears and 1 more on her navel. 9+9+1=19. Problem solved.
I'm really sorry for the long wait but I've had a major case of writer's block. Not to mention I've gone Final Fantasy crazy and I've been playing Final Fantasy 7,8,9,10,10-2, and Kingdom Hearts for two whole friggin months! I'm not even close to finished w/ the games either!! i'm so pathetic, but those games are addicting. GunValkrye and Panzer Dragoon ORTA for the XBOX too. -_- and so i ask of you my dear readers too, FORGIVE ME!!!!! HAVE MERCY ON MY POOR VIDEO GAME BRAIN WASHED HEAD!!!!!!! *sob* Ok. now on with the story. I'm sorry if the chapter is short but I just wanna get a damned chappie out all ready.
Chapter 9: Emotions for him
Angel and Bulma didn't return to the compound until eleven p.m. The gravity machine was shut off and Vegeta was no where to be found. A message was on the answering machine for Bulma, her parents would be staying in Hong Kong for another month. "Well, at least you won't have to meet my mother..." Bulma said absent mindedly. Angel softly laughed. Although Angel had managed to get Bulma's mind off of the information she had shared, Angel could see the slight disturbance in the woman's eyes. "Is she that bad?" Angel asked. Bulma sighed and rolled her eyes. "I guess that means yes?" Angel smiled.
"So...what was you mother like?" Bulma asked wanting more conversation. Angel sighed, "She died when I was four. I only remember little things... She was pretty and she always smelled nice. My uncle, her brother said I'm her spittin image. He said I got her eyes, hair, and personality. Said I'd probably inherit her figure when I was older." "How'd she die?" Bulma asked. Angel's eyes darkened, and she looked away from Bulma, a sudden fascination with the painting on the wall.
"I'd rather not talk about it..." Angel murmured. "Oh, I'm sorry." Bulma apologized. "It's okay." Angel said quietly. Suddenly Angel looked at Bulma and smiled, "What should we do now?" "Aren't you tired?" Bulma asked, stretching her arms over head. "Not really, I've always been a bit of an insomniac. I think I picked it up from Vegeta and Radiz." Angel said, sitting down on the plush living room carpet. "Vegeta has insomnia?" Bulma asked sitting down across from her. "Yeah," Angel laid down, spreading her arms above her head, "He never went to sleep, he and Raditz would always go and train. Nappa... geez, he'd go out and get really, really wasted... he come back to our suite stumbling and cursing." Angel giggled.
"They gave it to me after a while. I'd go and get wasted with Nappa sometimes, or I'd just lay on the couch and meditate. That's why I didn't really go on purging mission. I was stronger with telepathy and that stuff so they had me do other things." Angel said sitting up. "Like what?" Bulma asked. Angel waved her hand dismissive, "It can make the most sane person lose it. You know, that's the softest rug I felt in a while, I like your house, even if the smells and sounds can be a bit overwhelming." Angel said switching topic. "Thanks... Do I ask to many questions?" Bulma asked. "Not really, their just things that revolve around touchy subjects." Angel said standing up, "Mabey I'll force myself to sleep, I am kinda tired." Angel held out her hand for Bulma and helped her up.
Angel and Bulma grabbed the bags and climbed up the stairs. Angel stopped as Bulma went to open her door. "Do you have feelings for Vegeta?" Bulma was taken aback. "I-I...Why?" Bulma stumbled over her words. "Because... When we were kissing when I just got here... there was some thing missing... something that used to be there. When I saw you standing in the doorway... it looked like something in you had snapped, and not for that... Yamchop dude. Like I said... Vegeta has changed... someone here, you, have changed him... If anything, it's best that he loses his most of his old personality." Angel looked down at the floor, then took Bulma's hands in her own.
"People are going to try and get at him, through me, I want you to make him forget those feelings he felt for me... It might be the most frustrating thing you've ever tried to do... but if... if you... love him, you'll try and do this. I can't stand to see him hurt, so even if... I harbor those feelings for him still, I know he'll be safe from all the things I've stupidly let follow me here." Bulma was in a state of confusion and shock. "Will you do that for me? For him?" Angel pleaded. Bulma stared at the younger girl. She knew that she had silently been falling for Vegeta... she didn't want to see him hurt... but wasn't this alot to ask?
Bulma bit her lip. She had begun to think of Angel as a good friend... and she looked so desperate... and what did she mean, things she let follow her here? Bulma nodded, "I'll try." "Thank you." Angel hugged Bulma tightly. "Don't say anything about this to him." Angel said pulling away, and picking up her bags walking to her room. Bulma didn't move, she had just agreed to pretty much shield the most stubborn man in the universe from Angel's new demons. How the hell was she supposed to make Vegeta forget his feelings for Angel? She sighed heavily and was going to turn around when a quick movement caught her attention. "Vegeta?" she whispered.
"And to think that I thought I could trust you." A snarl bit out from the darkness. "Vegeta-" she was cut off. "I knew she was in trouble. She decided to try and decide my future by handing me over to you to keep me from finding out." Vegeta growled from the shadows. "And you agreed. Am I some thing? For you and Angel and your little friends to use for their own convenience?" He was yelling now and Angel came out of her room. Her eyes were down cast.
"Vegeta. I had to. If I let you find out on your own, like you just have, I knew you would be going out into space blindly, challenging those who wished to disgrace you with such a plan." She raised her eyes up to look him in the eye. "I couldn't let you do that because, Vegeta, in the end we're ARE tools. We are saiya-jins. The last of a lost warrior race who no longer have much a purpose, so they, those who want power and domination, will use us until our last breath." Angel narrowed her eyes. "Vegeta... I love you, and because I love you... I can't let you remember anything you've heard tonight..." Vegeta eyed her cautiously.
"What are you talking about?" "I've managed to hone my telekinetic abilities since the time I've last seen you... I'm sorry." She quickly moved towards him and grabbed his forehead. Her eyes glowed a brighter red then faded. Vegeta's eyes went blank for a few seconds and then went back to normal as Angel pulled away. "Wha-" He said deliriously. "Vegeta, I think you should rest, you've been training alot lately." She said plastering a sweet tone into her voice. "Sure... okay." He said, turning around and walking awkwardly into his room.
Angel waited until he closed his door then turned to Bulma. "We won't mention one word of what happened tonight. And you'll still keep your promise?" Angel said. "Yes." Bulma nodded. It was going to be a very long year.
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I hope that chapter was satisfying. ^.^ Sorry, but i dunno wat to write for my Veggie and A.D. thing so u'll hav to wait until next time 4 a new 1. k? sry! sry! sry! dun kill me!!!
Before I start the story let me comment on one of my reviews: njn: I am very well aware that 9+9 doesn't equal 19, read that segment over again and you will see that I wrote 9 on each of her ears and 1 more on her navel. 9+9+1=19. Problem solved.
I'm really sorry for the long wait but I've had a major case of writer's block. Not to mention I've gone Final Fantasy crazy and I've been playing Final Fantasy 7,8,9,10,10-2, and Kingdom Hearts for two whole friggin months! I'm not even close to finished w/ the games either!! i'm so pathetic, but those games are addicting. GunValkrye and Panzer Dragoon ORTA for the XBOX too. -_- and so i ask of you my dear readers too, FORGIVE ME!!!!! HAVE MERCY ON MY POOR VIDEO GAME BRAIN WASHED HEAD!!!!!!! *sob* Ok. now on with the story. I'm sorry if the chapter is short but I just wanna get a damned chappie out all ready.
Chapter 9: Emotions for him
Angel and Bulma didn't return to the compound until eleven p.m. The gravity machine was shut off and Vegeta was no where to be found. A message was on the answering machine for Bulma, her parents would be staying in Hong Kong for another month. "Well, at least you won't have to meet my mother..." Bulma said absent mindedly. Angel softly laughed. Although Angel had managed to get Bulma's mind off of the information she had shared, Angel could see the slight disturbance in the woman's eyes. "Is she that bad?" Angel asked. Bulma sighed and rolled her eyes. "I guess that means yes?" Angel smiled.
"So...what was you mother like?" Bulma asked wanting more conversation. Angel sighed, "She died when I was four. I only remember little things... She was pretty and she always smelled nice. My uncle, her brother said I'm her spittin image. He said I got her eyes, hair, and personality. Said I'd probably inherit her figure when I was older." "How'd she die?" Bulma asked. Angel's eyes darkened, and she looked away from Bulma, a sudden fascination with the painting on the wall.
"I'd rather not talk about it..." Angel murmured. "Oh, I'm sorry." Bulma apologized. "It's okay." Angel said quietly. Suddenly Angel looked at Bulma and smiled, "What should we do now?" "Aren't you tired?" Bulma asked, stretching her arms over head. "Not really, I've always been a bit of an insomniac. I think I picked it up from Vegeta and Radiz." Angel said, sitting down on the plush living room carpet. "Vegeta has insomnia?" Bulma asked sitting down across from her. "Yeah," Angel laid down, spreading her arms above her head, "He never went to sleep, he and Raditz would always go and train. Nappa... geez, he'd go out and get really, really wasted... he come back to our suite stumbling and cursing." Angel giggled.
"They gave it to me after a while. I'd go and get wasted with Nappa sometimes, or I'd just lay on the couch and meditate. That's why I didn't really go on purging mission. I was stronger with telepathy and that stuff so they had me do other things." Angel said sitting up. "Like what?" Bulma asked. Angel waved her hand dismissive, "It can make the most sane person lose it. You know, that's the softest rug I felt in a while, I like your house, even if the smells and sounds can be a bit overwhelming." Angel said switching topic. "Thanks... Do I ask to many questions?" Bulma asked. "Not really, their just things that revolve around touchy subjects." Angel said standing up, "Mabey I'll force myself to sleep, I am kinda tired." Angel held out her hand for Bulma and helped her up.
Angel and Bulma grabbed the bags and climbed up the stairs. Angel stopped as Bulma went to open her door. "Do you have feelings for Vegeta?" Bulma was taken aback. "I-I...Why?" Bulma stumbled over her words. "Because... When we were kissing when I just got here... there was some thing missing... something that used to be there. When I saw you standing in the doorway... it looked like something in you had snapped, and not for that... Yamchop dude. Like I said... Vegeta has changed... someone here, you, have changed him... If anything, it's best that he loses his most of his old personality." Angel looked down at the floor, then took Bulma's hands in her own.
"People are going to try and get at him, through me, I want you to make him forget those feelings he felt for me... It might be the most frustrating thing you've ever tried to do... but if... if you... love him, you'll try and do this. I can't stand to see him hurt, so even if... I harbor those feelings for him still, I know he'll be safe from all the things I've stupidly let follow me here." Bulma was in a state of confusion and shock. "Will you do that for me? For him?" Angel pleaded. Bulma stared at the younger girl. She knew that she had silently been falling for Vegeta... she didn't want to see him hurt... but wasn't this alot to ask?
Bulma bit her lip. She had begun to think of Angel as a good friend... and she looked so desperate... and what did she mean, things she let follow her here? Bulma nodded, "I'll try." "Thank you." Angel hugged Bulma tightly. "Don't say anything about this to him." Angel said pulling away, and picking up her bags walking to her room. Bulma didn't move, she had just agreed to pretty much shield the most stubborn man in the universe from Angel's new demons. How the hell was she supposed to make Vegeta forget his feelings for Angel? She sighed heavily and was going to turn around when a quick movement caught her attention. "Vegeta?" she whispered.
"And to think that I thought I could trust you." A snarl bit out from the darkness. "Vegeta-" she was cut off. "I knew she was in trouble. She decided to try and decide my future by handing me over to you to keep me from finding out." Vegeta growled from the shadows. "And you agreed. Am I some thing? For you and Angel and your little friends to use for their own convenience?" He was yelling now and Angel came out of her room. Her eyes were down cast.
"Vegeta. I had to. If I let you find out on your own, like you just have, I knew you would be going out into space blindly, challenging those who wished to disgrace you with such a plan." She raised her eyes up to look him in the eye. "I couldn't let you do that because, Vegeta, in the end we're ARE tools. We are saiya-jins. The last of a lost warrior race who no longer have much a purpose, so they, those who want power and domination, will use us until our last breath." Angel narrowed her eyes. "Vegeta... I love you, and because I love you... I can't let you remember anything you've heard tonight..." Vegeta eyed her cautiously.
"What are you talking about?" "I've managed to hone my telekinetic abilities since the time I've last seen you... I'm sorry." She quickly moved towards him and grabbed his forehead. Her eyes glowed a brighter red then faded. Vegeta's eyes went blank for a few seconds and then went back to normal as Angel pulled away. "Wha-" He said deliriously. "Vegeta, I think you should rest, you've been training alot lately." She said plastering a sweet tone into her voice. "Sure... okay." He said, turning around and walking awkwardly into his room.
Angel waited until he closed his door then turned to Bulma. "We won't mention one word of what happened tonight. And you'll still keep your promise?" Angel said. "Yes." Bulma nodded. It was going to be a very long year.
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I hope that chapter was satisfying. ^.^ Sorry, but i dunno wat to write for my Veggie and A.D. thing so u'll hav to wait until next time 4 a new 1. k? sry! sry! sry! dun kill me!!!