-1Arms Of The Angel
Chappie 12
Andrea's Crush
By
Bulma
-Later!-
Bulma was shortly escorted to her own room after being reunited with her friends and family. She was so thankful for everything…well almost. That damn Prince had annoyed her to no end. To her, he was THE MOST unreasonable man alive! ("Gods he infuriates me sooo much!") She thought frustrated as she hit her pillow as she imagined it was his face. Bulma flung herself upon her bed and screamed in the same pillow she had just punched. "Why must my life be so damn complicated?" Bulma found the remote by her bedside and blast the stereo with "Ai no Uta." from Inyuasha Movie II.
-Trunks!-
He and Koji were quickly briefed on the "hell", if that, Vegeta had to undergo. Their new orders were to watch after the Briefs and the girls. No harm was to come to them or it would be their heads. Their new orders would take place that night after supper. But for the next couple of hours, they could relax and be at peace. So Trunks decided some alone time before he was caught another encounter with his Mother would be best. Just seeing her now made him freeze up and about cried. If he did that he would be explaining things no one needs to know.
So Trunks quickly headed to his chambers. He shut the door behind him and flung himself on the couch. "Mom…I miss you. I wish I could tell you everything but…you would never accept me as I am." Trunks whispered sadly to himself. "Do you always talk to yourself?" a voice asked smugly through the doorway. Trunks jumped about 3 feet in the air and as he calmed himself, he glared daggers at the figure. "You ever heard of knocking?" he demanded. "Why? Scaring the crap outta ya and then prying answers is only half the fun." Venux giggled as she emerged.
She sauntered over and took a seat on the couch beside him. "So…you gonna tell me what is really going on or do I have to play 20 questions?" "How about you drop the subject, leave, and we don't deal with each other ever?" "20 questions it is." Venux smiled cheerfully. Trunks closed his eyes as he put his hands behind his head and laid back on the couch. "Ask away." "Who are you really? I know Bulma and Prince Vegeta mean some sort of connection to you, so explain right now how and why." Venux demanded of him. "They are my parents of this time. In the future they will give birth to me…about, 2 years to be exact if no one tells them I am their son and fuck up the relationship.
Venux stared at him shocked. "You have to be shittin' me! I'm best friends with your own Mother? Seriously?" "Small world." Trunks sneered. He can all ready tell Venux was going to hit a few sore spots before she was satisfied with this conversation. "Okay, what happened with them in the future?" "Do I really have to answer that?" Trunks hissed. Boom, she hit the sore spot on only question 2. "Not unless you want me to have a very interesting conversation with your Mother." "They were killed when I was 2 months old. Dad first, and then Mom. I remembered that day so clearly…though I barely remember my parents. I miss them so much…Mom mostly. I never got to tell her I was sorry for not being strong enough to protect her." Trunks now had his face in his hands and holding back all his emotions.
Venux felt so sorry for him. He was just an infant and all ready his innocence was taken away from him. Now it made sense why he was so dead set on killing Frieza all the time and when he rescued her. "Trunks, I'm so sorry. I-I didn't know." "That is just my point. I don't want anyone to know. Because people like you would pity me!" Trunks spoke harshly as he felt so ashamed and disgusted with himself for telling her more than he really wanted to let on.
Venux gazed sadly at him. Then, unexpectedly to either of them, Venux grabbed Trunks and held him in her welcoming embrace. "Trunks…I don't pity you. I sympathize. Believe it or not, I was in a similar situation. When I was 5, Frieza took me from my parents." "Oh, that's supposed to make me feel better? At least you still have memories of them and was with them longer then when I was with my own!" he spoke bitterly. "Oh Trunks, I'm not saying that to make you feel better. I'm telling you this so that you know you are not alone. I know how you feel. I want you to know…what I mean is…would you like to start fresh. I want a clean slate, because I want to be your friend, not your enemy." Venux pleaded as she looked at him with her eyes.
Trunks gazed at her shocked. She was actually asking for second chances and to be actual friends. But isn't what heading into the past was all about? To start life renewed…a second chance at life. This seemed all new and foreign to Trunks. But hey, he'll try anything once…or twice. He smiled and nodded his head in approval. Venux returned the smile with one of her own. "And don't worry Trunks. Your secrets are safe with me. I won't fuck up your new future for you…but can I still be friends with your Mom?" Trunks nodded yes. "But only if you promise to tell me everything you know about her?" "Deal. What do you want to know?" "What is she like? I want to know everything!" "Well I guess I'll start from the beginning." Venux smiled as she began her report to Trunks.
-Bulma!-
A knock came at her chamber door. "Ugh!" Bulma moaned. All ready it was too soon for her to be bothered. "Bulma…you need to open the door. The Prince wants a word with us!" her friend Andrea called through the door to Bulma.
Bulma go off the bed and opened the door. Andrea stood there looking happy as ever. Bulma rolled her eyes at this. How was it that her friend could be so happy and herself so miserable/ "Hey B… what's the matter?" Andrea asked concerned. She noticed Bulma was quiet, pale, extremely worn out looking, and she couldn't quiet put her finger on it, but something was seriously wrong with her friend. She had this dark glow about her, next to her normal illuminating one. "Nothing. I'm just…it's nothing." Bulma replied. She put on a smile to throw Andrea off. However, she wasn't buying it. "Come on B, after we talk to Mr. Prince Dude, lets get something to eat. We have lots to catch up on." Andrea continued to be cheerful.
"Great." Bulma smiled. "Come on. I hear the Prince is very impatient. So we better book it." Andrea grabbed Bulma's hand and both ran to where the Prince told them to meet him. Vegeta looked at the clock in his cambers. They were taking too long. But before he decided to go track them down himself, a knock came at the door, signaling that they had arrived. Vegeta went and opened the door for them. He glared at the exhaughted girls before him. "Took you both long enough." he snorted with their appearances. "Sorry, I just found out that you wanted me." Bulma apologized, though her tone did not sound sincere.
"So…Prince Vegeta, why did you want to see us?" Andrea asked curious. "I am going to give you your new jobs. I have given everyone else theirs, so you 2 are the only ones left. Andrea, you are to be Bulma's co-assistant with Venux for Bulma in the labs. Bulma, you will be introduced to your new labs tomorrow. However, I expect your new invention to help aid in the war around this time next week." Vegeta told her. "THIS TIME NEXT WEEK! ARE YOU FRIGGIN INSANE!" 3 weeks maybe, but a week, you are going to kill me!" Bulma cried. "NO, you'll be killing your Mother and your friends if you do not meet my demands. I saved you and I can easily throw you back to the dogs!" Vegeta argued his threat. He was not bluffing.
Bulma glared at him. "You are such a bastard! How can people stand such a pigheaded, egoistical, so…irritating buffoon for their Prince! You are insufferable!" Bulma screamed in his face. Vegeta's features turned dark. "Hold your tongue Woman! I can make your stay on my planet a difficult one. Now you have your orders, so get out!" he hissed infuriated. Without a second demand to leave, Andrea grabbed Bulma before she could argue with the Prince and dragged her out. As it soon as they were far away from Vegeta's chambers as they could be, Andrea let loose on Bulma. "ARE YOU MENTAL! THAT GUYS IS SAVING OUR ASSES AND YOU WANT TO PICK PETTY FIGHTS WITH HIM!"
"Andrea, just shut up! He did not save my life; he is no better than that Frieza guy I'm hearing about! He's only using us and keeping us imprisoned! Andrea…I am not going to stand by and let that prick rule me! I know I'm not on Earth anymore and that my life is on the line, but I belong to no one but myself. And I'll be damned before I even let that asshole even intervene in my life!" Bulma told her friend. Andrea could sense some deeper meaning to her words. Something dark and hateful. "Can we get something to eat?" she asked changing subjects. Andrea let out a sigh. Getting an answer out of Bulma when she was in her "shutting everyone out" state was like a child holding the entire world on his/her back. Impossible. There wasn't a person alive to let her talk about her feelings. (T: Obviously she hadn't met me. B: Whatever Trunks!) "Thanks." Bulma spoke gratefully that Andrea wasn't going to pry anymore.
They quickly went to the kitchens and placed their orders. As they waited for their food, Andrea did not hesitate to talk about Koji. "My gods Bulma, he has the most dreamiest eyes and I've never kissed someone with that much passion and love has he has kissed me. Bulma, I think I'm obsessed!" Andrea giggled. "I think your over obsessed. I think you went over the deep end on this guy. Andrea, don't you are rushing this a bit?" Bulma pointed out. "Bulma…I know it's to early to say for certain, but no, I think he is the one."
"Didn't you say that about your last boyfriend?" "No, this time I am for certain." Andrea told Bulma confidently. Bulma shrugged. "Well, if you feel that way, then I am happy for you." Bulma smiled. "Oh Bulma, you are such a good friend!" Andrea smiled. "Here are your orders girls." The waitress told them. As they ate, Bulma couldn't help but feel bad. She was not a good friend and she was not happy. How was it that Andrea could find love, when she had lost hers?
DC: DON'T OWN DB/Z/GT!
C'ya
Bulma
P.S. MOMENT OF ZEN!
Your shirt says 'Princess', but your face says 'TROLL!'
Matt Say: Alive? That guy is dead!
Zombie: BBRRRRAAAIIINNN!
M: Sheeit! Now I gots to kill another one! Hold still!
Z: Eh?
M: DIE MUTHA! -Uses rocket launcher to blow Zombie's head off!-