Chapter 29
Vegeta thrust a fist forward hitting Cell bang on, sending him backwards through the other side of the ship. Cell only stopped after hitting a tree. Moray in terror looked from where Cell was now laid, to a very confused but in control Vegeta.
"Now who are you, tell me this instant!" Vegeta yelled at Moray, threatening her with his fist."
"Don't you recognise me Vegeta?" Moray took a step towards him but he took a step backward, still on guard.
"Should I?"
"Well for as long as I can remember I've been going back and forth to your lab with Bulma, only for about the last 10 or so years"
"What are you talking about; the only one who follows that blue haired woman into her lab is either Trunks or the blond android brat."
"I AM NOT A BRAT! And I guess I'm not blond anymore but still I am NOT a brat!" she gave him a death stare the made him quiver.
"I didn't call you a brat or blond so don't get so uptight, besides I am the one in charge here so don't answer me back err… who are you again?"
"Moray"
"Well don't answer me back M…Moray?" his almighty face changed to one of pure confusion. "What did you say your name was?" Goku jumped in at this point.
"Vegeta let me explain."
Vegeta looked at Goku as he started to tell Vegeta what Cell had told him. While they were talking Moray hurried out of the ship to her injured lover and kneeled beside him. He had his eyes closed and was bleeding from his mouth. He looked very soar but and bruised.
"Cell?" she put her hands on his chest and shuck him gently. She heard him whimper quietly and sighed in relief that he was ok. "Cell can you hear me?"
"Yes I (groan) can." She smiled and threw her arms around him and rubbed her cheek against his chest. "Agh." He held his side.
"Oh sorry, I'm just glad you're ok." She went to retract off him but he used his tail to unbalance her. She fell on top of him and laughed.
"Even when you have been beaten you are playful. Or is it horny, either that or mischievous."
"How about a lot of all of them? And what do you mean beaten? I have him right where I Agh grrr" she had playfully poked him in his side and giggled.
"oh Cell admit defeat, you cant even stand up."
"Oh yes I can. He tried to stand but just moaned and lay still again. "I just don't want to right now."
She smiled at him, lowering down onto his chest and cuddled next to him. She didn't see Vegeta walk to the hole he had punched Cell through and didn't know that he had been watching, and was smiling.
Goku turned to see what he was smiling at (for once) and saw Moray cuddled next to Cell.
Back in the ship
"You know I remember walking in on you all injured a couple of years ago after you had given your self a beating in the G room." Vegeta looked at Goku, confused why he would bring that up now.
"So, what is your point?"
"Well you were asleep like Cell is right now."
"And what is your point?"
"Bulma was cuddled up to you just like she is on Cell." Vegeta looked at the green couple against the tree and looked back at Goku.
"Oh all right you win, he isn't Evil, he loves her and yes he reminds me of me and Bulma, ok ok I admit it. It still doesn't change the fact the Krillin and 18 are going to rip Cell a new hole to breath out of when they find out what he has done to Moray. After all, Krillin did tell us in confidence that 18 still had nightmares about Cell coming back."
"So she isn't going to be thrilled with the idea of them being together are they?"
"Not in the least." They ere still looking at the two curled up against the tree and watched them giggle.
Their giggling stopped when Moray saw them watching them and Cell looked serious again.
Back with Moray and Cell.
"Well he has seen me, if you run he won't come after you and I can distract him for you." He began to rise to his feet aided by Moray.
"He knows who I am and Goku explained to him what has happened while I came to you. Trust me he wouldn't be looking other wise, he would be screaming and throwing more punches." They both chuckled only to hear a booming voice that sounded like Vegeta. They turned to look at him and his face was wearing a look of terror.
