Chapter 40
She looks so peaceful when she sleeps…
Cell gazed down at his newly bitten mate and brushed a stray lock of her silky green hair from her perfect face. She was worth leaving his time and tournament for. She was too good for him and he knew it. He hadn't done anything to deserve her, and yet she gave herself to him fully. And he had no way to show her just how much her love meant to him. Sure, rampant hot sex was one way of saying I love you, but he needed to do something special. After all, he wanted her to know that he didn't just want her for her body. No, he would have to plan something for her. Something special. Something…that she would never forget. Then it hit him.
"Perfect…" He looked down at his sleeping princess again, reassured that she was sleeping and set his plan into motion.
Cell tip toed out the room and quietly closed the door. After a great deal of searching, he found the telephone near the stairs and picked up the phone book. "Backer, Bajine, Barney?" he raised his eyebrow at the odd name that resembled the name of a certain purple dinosaur from a children's show… "Odd. Anyway. Barney, Be, Bi, Bo, Bu! Busin, Bullcrap? Who names these people? Aha! Bulma Briefs." He dialled the number after his disturbing encounter of odd names and waited for the blue haired billionaire to answer.
"Hello this is Bulma Briefs. Who is speaking please?"
"Cell."
"Oh…is everything alright?"
"Yes, I would just like to ask a favour…"
5 minuets later.
"Why Cell you romantic you. Ok, I will get the number/address you will need and will come round in an hour?"
"Thank you for the assistance. Until we meet."
"Bye!" he put the phone down and his sensitive hearing picked up movement from the master bedroom. He still couldn't remember how they got from the top of the stairs to the bedroom, but he did remember what he was doing…or who he was doing… With this thought in mind, he entered the bedroom with a large smile and a skip in his step. Though he quickly hid it and walked normally. "Good morning princess."
"Good morning Cellsy poo."
"Now Moray, don't you remember what happened last time you called me that?"
"How could I forget?" Her naughty smirk drew Cell towards her and back into the bed.
"So, how are you feeling this morning?"
"Sore. You?"
"Perfectly fine."
"You never would admit to being sore. Not even a little achy."
"Well…maybe a little achy…" he smirked and nuzzled her neck.
"Aha! I knew it." Moray did a mock victory sign that Hercule is famous for and Cell just pushed her down.
"Don't do that. You haven't beaten me at anything."
"Yet." She stuck her tongue out at him and he returned the gesture. If you would have told him that he would be doing this immature gesture a month or so ago, he would have just said 'absurd' and absorbed you. But here he was, sticking his tongue out playfully at his mate.
The tips of their tongues touched and Cell felt two long, shapely legs coil around his waist.
"Oh no you don't! You need to get up."
"And why is that?"
"Because I can sense Vegeta arguing with Bulma. His anger is radiating all the way out here. That means that she is about to leave him to feed himself for the day. Because she is coming to see you."
"And how would you know that?"
"I was on the phone with her a little while ago. You have about…40 minuets? So if you want a shower then…"
"Alright, you win." Moray released him and dragged herself out of bed. "Cell. You got very hot last night…"
"I am not joining you." Cell folded his arms and smirked at the instant pout, making Moray look very edible. To him anyway.
"And why not?"
"Because…you only have 40 minuets." Her cheeks turned red and she hid herself in the bathroom. The way his eyes told her of what he would end up doing made chills run down her spine. He didn't even have to say it; just a look got his desires across. And she loved it.
About 5 minuets later, Moray emerged with her long green hair clung to her back from being bet, and her body wrapped in a towel. She held it tightly as she saw Cell was still sat on the bed. "Don't you trust me?" he smirked deviously, rising to his feet.
"Oh I trust you. I just don't trust myself." She retorted.
"Nice answer."
"Not nice, perfect." Cell loved her cheeky attitude, sexy but playful. He would have to watch himself before he.
"Hello?" Cell snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of a familiar woman at the door. Bulma.
"Is that Bulma?"
"Yes, I would get dressed is I were you. She is early…" he trailed off as Moray dropped her towel to the floor and simply stood before him. Her thick wet hair and her perfectly naked body made her look like an exotic beauty, and her sensual pout didn't help him. Before he knew it, he had his arms around her and his teeth traced over the same place he had bitten only a few hours ago. Moray giggled and turned around in his arms, pushing her breasts into his large chest.
"Now I thought you weren't in the mood?"
"Damn it. I am always in the mood. I just didn't want Bulma to walk up here and see me fucking you left right and centre." He moaned and felt all his restraints begin to waver. Until.
"Hello?" Bulma started to climb the stairs and could only hear giggles and "hurry" ever here and there. She knocked on the bedroom door and waited. Slowly, the door opened, Cell shoved Moray into her arms and slammed the door shut. "Bulma! Take her now or else our plan will be ruined!"
"Ok…"
"Drat!" Moray dusted herself off and Bulma looked over her clothes. Flared blue jeans, a red halter neck that showed off her huge cleavage, with a silver chain fasten, that hung down her bare, pure white back. She had red ankle lace shoes and a large silver butterfly buckle belt. Her lips were red with lipstick, but her eyes and eye lids, along with her waist length hair, were a lush and vibrant green. "Bulma? What are you doing here? And what plan?"
"I will partially explain on the way." Bulma hooked arms with her and took her down the stairs.
"What is going on?" Moray whined and saw the long red dress that Bulma was wearing. But when I say long…I mean to just above her knees. Trust me, for Bulma, that was long. She had a short blue bob and also blood red lipstick on.
"You and I are going on a day or beauty, relaxation and pampering."
"What! Why?"
"Because we are woman who have the toughest jobs in the world. And I don't mean CC. I mean, we have to keep two X villains in check. And what better way…than getting pampered on hand and foot until we glow with sensual radiance!" Bulma giggled and pushed Moray into her hover Jaguar. "Oh it will be nice to have someone to go on these trips with. Trunks is a boy, this is a treat for Vegeta so he can't know about it, Bulla is always off with Goten of her latest boyfriend and Pan is way too young to care about his sort of thing. And I don't know your sister very well. And your mother…" Bulma started the car and shrugged off the temptation to bad mouth her best friend's mom. "Well I don't think I would be in the same building with her right now…she hasn't returned my favourite black leather Gucci lace sandals with the silver buckle on them yet. And not returning shoes is a major offence to a girl-friend." Bulma smiled as Moray chuckled with the biggest smile she had seen on her face since they first met. Even when she was a natural blonde.
"Then I will promise to return anything you lend me."
"Other than what I have already given you. I don't need them and it gives me an excuse to get Vegeta out the GR and into a Mall. To shop." Moray laughed again as the wind from the sheer speed of the car blew through her long, curly green locks.
"So where are we going?"
"Everywhere."
"Then everywhere it is!" both women laughed and sped into the distance, the outline of South City on the dawning horizon.
With Cell.
Good. now to make everything right. This way, she wont have to worry about her mother ever again…not after I get through with her. Cell locked up the house and hid his Ki. He didn't want 18 sensing him before he got there. Oh yes. She will pay for what she has done to my Princess. I will rip her world in two and reduce her to her knees, until she can cry no more. And then, the true 'problem solving' will begin. As she is a problem. And my perfection, does not account or tolerate problems. So all problems…will have to be…removed. Cell sped up and his aura surrounded him in a brilliant blue flame and he was soon on his route. His destination?
18's house.
"Bulma? What are we doing here?"
"Here my dear bestest best friend. Is the world renowned Capsule Corp. beauty parlour. Here is where the worlds most elegant and gorgeous women and men get their hair, pedicures, manicures, tans and makeup done. And their shopping from the downstairs Elite shopping centre. And today, our new playground. Ready for the pampering of a life time?"
"No." Moray tried to run away but Bulma grabbed her wrist and dragged her inside. "Bulma, I am not the pampering kind. I hardly ever wear designer clothes, manicures, hair styles and tans are not what I do. I don't belong here."
"Oh Pish Posh. Although with your complexion, a tan wouldn't be wise. But other than that, my treat and I will be offended if you don't take this time to indulge yourself in a little female bonding. Come on, what have you got to lose?"
"…well it wouldn't be the first time I have bonded this week." Moray muttered, but Bulma's eyes lit up as she caught it.
"YOU BONDED WITH CELL!"
"Shhhhhhh Bulma! I didn't mean for you to hear that!"
"Oh, now we have to have girl talk. I need details and I will let you in on how I bonded with Vegeta if you do. Oh come on Moray. Please?" Bulma put her biggest puppy dog face on and Moray sighed, in defeat.
"Fine, fine ok. I am all yours."
"Woo hoo! Come on, you are going to love the Jacuzzi!"
a drag, strip and skimpy bikini later…
"Oh isn't this relaxing?" Bulma moaned as the hot bubbles licked at her skin.
"It is kinda nice…" Moray sank into the water a little more and let her mind unwind in the water. "I didn't see anyone else in the changing room."
"There wasn't anyone. I have booked the entire complex. Just for us."
"Wow…you must have been planning this for quite a while then."
"No actually. I only got my orders this morning and ordered the day for us only 15 minuets before I got here."
"Wow, you really have authority around here, don't you?" Moray chuckled, but something nagged at her. "Orders? From who? And what have you got planned with my mate?"
"Speaking of which. I want details." Bulma giggled like a girl at a sleep over about to learn a big secret, and shuffled closer to her."
"You are avoiding the question."
"And so are you. I will tell you what I can. Nothing." Bulma chuckled and saw the pout on Moray's face. "I guess I could tell you what I have in store for you today. If that would help."
"It's better than nothing."
"Well, first we are soaking out skin in the Jacuzzi, like so." She pulled a Venus advert pose and Moray giggled. "Then we will have two, very hot Italian masseuses rub soothing and moisturising, scented and flavoured body oils."
"Bulma! You bad girl!" Moray blushed and held her sides, not wanting to have anyone but Cell touch her body. But Bulma simply laughed and continued.
"Then we will pick out an outfit, that I will foot the bill for, and move onto the beauticians on the next floor. They will give us pedicures and manicures. Then, we move up a level to have the worlds most Quire men prim us. First Claude, the world famous hair stylist, will do our hair, as Jeffery, the makeup artist extraordinaire, will mould our faces like his clay into extravagant art. Doesn't that sound fun?"
"well…it sounds like a lot of sitting around and getting waited on."
"I know! that's the point silly." Bulma giggled and stopped as her phone went off. "Just a mo hun." Bulma stepped out the Jacuzzi and flipped open her mobile phone. She had priorly seen the screen name and knew what to do. "Oh Hello Vegeta honey."
"Moray is near you then?"
"Yes sweetie."
"Right, well, I am about to go inside. So phase one is complete."
"A ha." Bulma looked over her shoulder. Moray was in a world of her own, a blissful one from the looks of it. Good she thought.
"Take your time and call my house when you are on your way back. Before you depart."
"Will do. Thanks for everything."
"Your welcome. I know full well this will not have been a hardship for you…" Bulma cockily grinned and sucked her teeth from his arrogant tone of voice.
"Now listen here. This was you idea." She whispered. "So be nice or I will tell you mate what you are up to."
"…she told you?"
"I may have probed a bit."
"Now, why am I not surprised?"
"Because your creature was gracious to program you with my personality?"
"You wish…Thank you Bulma. This means a lot to me."
"I know." she looked around and watched as Moray sank under the water. "She will be more grateful after she finds out what you are doing for her."
"That is why I am doing it. for her."
"I know. but I better go before she gets suspicious. Bye."
"Farewell." Bulma sighed and put the phone in her purse. She slipped back into the water and bathed in the hot, bubbling water once again.
"Vegeta?"
"Oh yes." Bulma lied and looked away. "Time for phase two."
With Cell
He hovered above the house. He could sense that Krillin was at work and 18 was on her way home. In a car from the speed she was going. So Cell let himself in through the window and sat in the centre comfy chair. He laid back, rested on foot on his knee, Sherlock style and interlocked his fingers together, with his elbows on the chair arm rests. His eyes focused on the door, the one that 18 would walk in through in mere moments.
18 POV
"What a lousy week…" 18 groaned. First Krillin wouldn't talk to her for days, he left early this morning with only a note saying he was at work all day and not to wait up for him. Then she woke up late for work. Then she got fired for screaming her head off at her boss for slapping her ass, then she almost got arrested for attempted murder, then she cried for hours in the car before she finally headed home. "A lousy week…" But the first domino that toppled this chain reaction of chaos.
It wasn't her job.
And it wasn't her boss.
It wasn't even her stubborn husband.
It was her daughter.
Ever since the big fight, Moray was all that occupied her mind. At first her thoughts were sinister and wicked. Plans to take her down and send her to other world with that abomination of an android flew around her blonde head and centred her thoughts. But after a few days, it started to settle in, just what she had done.
Flash back
"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME WHO YOU WERE?" Moray was about to say that she couldn't talk right now but couldn't get a word in edge ways. "YOUR FATHER AND I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING FOR YOU ACROSS THE PLANET AND HERE YOU ARE. WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO YOUR SELF AND WHY THE HELL ARE YOU WITH THAT, THAT MONSTER?"
Now, she was pissed off and returned with some yelling of her own.
"FOR YOUR INFORMATION MOTHER I WENT BACK INTIME BY ACCIDENT AND MET THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, HE CHANGED ME TO HELP ME AND I HAVE NO TIME FOR YOU TO BANTER ON LIKE A DERANGED WITCH BECAUSE MY LOVER IS DYING IN MY ARMS AND I WILL NOT LET HIM GO WITHOUT A FIGHT!"
She past her mother and started to leave.
"MORAY! IF YOU LEAVE WITH THAT THIING AND IF YOU EVEN TRY TO HELP IT, THEN DON'T EXPECT TO EVER COME HOME, UNDERSTAND?" Moray stopped dead in her tracks. She turned slowly to her mother and looked at her with angry yet teary eyes.
"THEN GOOD BYE!" she stormed out of the ship leaving an enraged android and two baffled, afraid full blooded Saiyans. She took off to the sky and diapered from view.
End Flash back.
She sent her own daughter packing and told her to never come back. Her family was all that she lived for. Marron had run to s friends house out of distress and in need of comfort, that she didn't want from her mother. Krillin gave her the silent 'I am ashamed of you' and 'how could you' treatment and looks. And that made her question what she had done…did Moray really deserve what she did to her?
18 sighed again and wrestled with her keys. She finally got the door open and walked inside. First she put some shopping away and walked into the lounge…where she felt like she would faint or even drop dead.
Sat perfectly still, perfectly quiet, was the very creature that drove her away from her daughter in the first place. "…Cell…"
"18." He spoke in a mono tone and didn't even blink. "Please, we have things to discuss. Take a seat." He didn't take his eyes from hers and 18 saw his tail point to the couch opposite him.
"Get out."
"Not yet. Trust me, I want to be here as much as you want me here. Now, sit." The malice in his tone, was commanding and before she could help it, her butt came into contact with the couch seat and she placed her hands on her knees. and yet their judging gazes never broke from each other's eyes. Each monitored the other for any signs of weakness and both were ready to fight at a moments notice.
"How's your mouth?" she scowled.
"Better. How's your guilt?"
"What guilt?"
"You can not tell me, that you do not remorse for you rash decision on disowning your daughter, because of whom she fell in love with."
"Don't give me a lecture. I don't take guidance or advice from murdering scum."
"I wasn't giving guidance or advice. And as for being murdering scum, we have that in common. And yet you are allowed to correct your ways, and I am not."
"I don't trust you." 18 spat and clenched her fists.
"Nor I you. But current circumstances demand that I be courteous towards you…mother."
"Don't you DARE call me that!" 18 sprung to her feet and clenched her teeth.
"fine, I will call you 18." Cell chuckled and smirked. "Do I really get under your skin that much? I am not even the Cell that absorbed you. Or you wouldn't be here."
"…you didn't spit me out?"
"No. should I have? Oh of course. In your time line, I lost."
"…you won in your time?"
"I didn't fight in my time line. I only absorbed you and your brother. And I did not 'spit you out' as you so grotesquely put it." 18 sat again and looked cautiously to Cell.
"You are stronger now, aren't you?"
"From the selected Cells in me, I became stronger through healing from major damage. So yes. I am stronger now."
"What do you want?"
"For my mate to have a mother."
"You came to get me to take her back? She couldn't even face me herself!"
"You told her never to come back, remember?" 18 was silent and unclenched her fists. "Besides. She doesn't even know of this little gathering."
"She…doesn't?"
"She is none the wiser."
"If she didn't ask you to come…then why are you here?"
"Because, whether you like it or not, I love Moray and want her to be happy. And you are her mother. She loves you and yes, she is hurt. But I feel you are too. On some level…"
"You took my baby away. You turned her into something else and made her yours in the matter of days." Tears fell from her eyes and she hung her head in her hands, grabbing fists of her hair. "You took my baby away from me and now I will never get her back." Cell remained placid until her tears slowed down. "I drove her away…and now I will have to live with that…"
"Or you could be a grownup and do something about it. for the sake of your daughter, wont you forgive her for a crime she did not commit?"
"…I can't…she wouldn't take me back after what I did." 18 whimpered and walked to the front door. She held it open, obvious that she wanted Cell to leave. She closed her eyes so that she didn't have to see his intimidating form walk towards her and only knew he had moved, when his shadow over cast her.
"If not for the sake of your daughter…" Cell walked through the door and turned as she started to close the door. "Then perhaps for the sake of your grandchild." Cell watched as her blue orbs snapped open and her mouth in a perfect O. she gasped and tried to run after him. But Cell had powered up and flown off towards his home before 18 could even get a fix on his Ki, that unbeknownst to her was hidden.
"A grandchild…do I really have a grandchild?"
AN: more to come soon of the same day, not a new one. Review if you can.
Loves you all and thanks for all the reviews and patience you have shown he he.
(Sweat drops)
"Oh get on with the next blasted chapter!" (Cell rolls his eyes)
"Oh Cell. I wouldn't start with me if I were you."
"Oh? And why not?"
"Because I still haven't forgotten about the whole, you know, SNEAKING IN MY ROOM AND STEALING MY UNDERWEAR AND DIARY AND HAVING A HUGE BAD GUY GATHERING IN MY UNMENTIONABLES DRAWS AND TRYING TO LIE ABOUT IT! that's why!"
"he he he…" (sweat drops and looks for an escape. Sees the ever used frying pan of doom) "Mommy!"