Chapter Nineteen: What a Mess!
*Yeah, you can probably guess that I couldn't come up w/ a good name for this chapter.*
Clarice sighed and climbed up the stairs at the side of the pool, grabbing the towel she'd taken before and wrapping it around herself. She didn't want to get out of the water right away - she hadn't been in the water too long, had she? She blinked as she looked down at her wrinkly fingertips, which proved otherwise. Walking back to her bedroom (and tracking water all over the hallway floor, which Avram would probably have given her hell for if she were going to be alive later on), she headed toward her closet and wrapped another towel around her hair when something caught her eye.
From where it was sitting on her night stand, her phone blinked slowly. Who could have left her a messege this early in the morning?
Sighing, Clarice walked over to her bed and pushed a button on the phone before collapsing onto her back into the bed.
"Hey, Reesey," said Dryphus' voice over the speaker.
Clarice groaned.
"I'm gonna be borrowing your ship for a quick trip back to Earth, okay? I want take one more trip to the mall. I'll bring it back in one piece, I swear. I mean, I dunno if it should matter, since YOU might not even be in one piece when I get back" - Clarice sat up and glared at the phone - "but I'll do my best. Okayiloveyoubyebye!!!"
Clarice gave a small whimper, but nothing more. 'Why am I doing with this?' she thought, frowning. 'What's wrong with me?'
Her ears twitched slightly as another messege began playing.
"Commander Cho," said the voice of Lieutennant Chiad, one of the many people that Clarice despised. She fell back into her bed once more, sighing and closing her eyes, when something that the Lieutennant had said caught her attention.
"...wants to see Prince Vegeta by tonight-"
She sat up and rewound the messege and played it again, not having caught all of it the first time. "The King is pleased with your work, but he is becoming impatient. The treaty with Byron Seven won't go through unless an authority figure is there to approve it, and his Highness won't be able to make it there tomorrow night. He wants to see Prince Vegeta by tonight to go over their plans."
Clarice suddenly became pale (well, paler than she was already) and sat, frozen, on the bed. No one besides Dryphus and Mason knew of her failure to bring the Prince back - for all everyone else knew, he was in his quarters at the palace, glad to be home. Her mind was spinning. What was she going to do? Of course, she'd known that she was going to be in trouble for failing the mission, but she'd had no idea that the Treaty was going to be in jeopardy...
She bit her lip and stood up, headed back to her closet to get dressed, when a large, warm hand suddnely grabbed her arm. She gasped as he pulled her toward him and wrapped his arms around her, smiling the whole time.
"Hey there, pretty lady," he murmured, grinning as he leaned down and kissed her. Clarice only stood there, liking the kiss, wanting to keep kissing him. It was the only thing keeping her mind off of her own impending doom, but... she had too much to do. She had to fix the mess that she'd made.
She whimpered slightly and pulled away from him, putting her hands on his shoulders to keep him at bay.
"Barra, I'd love to stay here with you" - her shoulders slumped as he began kissing one of her hands - "but I have a bit of work to do before tonight-"
"It can wait," he whispered as he pulled her toward him again, this time kissing her neck.
"Barra, that's enough!" she yelled, pushing him away from her. "I'm serious!"
Barra stared at her for a moment, then began pouting his lips and making a puppy dog face.
"But I have to go to Anexu tomorrow! I won't get to see you again for three weeks...!"
She stepped back as he tried to make a grab for her again.
She turned and headed for her closet once more, barely noticing as Barra grabbed the towel that'd been wrapped around her and brought it to his nose, inhaling her scent deeply.
He smiled as she walked away, but frowned as he sat on the edge of the large bed.
What'd gotten Clarice so upset?
Wow, I'm taking a while to do this. And this has to be one of the most short/dumb-ass chapters I've ever written. I just wanna stretch it out to keep you in suspense for as long as possible. ^_^ So who's "Barra", you ask? I'll answer that question right now - he's Clarice's lover/boyfriend... whatever you want to call it. And Avram (and the "others" that I keep mentioning) - he's Clarice's main butler. The rest are just temporary maids/ butlers/gardeners/everything else that needs to be taken care of at Clarice's house. (You can probably imagine that a saiyajin would probably make a mess all the time. ^_^)