-1Arms Of The Angel

Chappie 29

Evil Seeks Justice

By

Bulma

-Desolated Planet Somewhere!-

Beady, soulless eyes gazed at the 3 people before him. A young woman named Venus, an elderly, yet powerful man named Gogeta, and a middle-aged weird bluish hue centaur looking thing named Kinichi sat around a table in the almost dark abyss of a dark castle. "I believe you know why I have called you all here?" asked the man with those eyes. It was none other than Kaioshin. He managed to escape with little less than seconds to spare from Bulma's attack.

True he had a bandage gash on his right arm, but alive none the less. "It is true what has happened? The Kold's are diminished?" Venus asked solemnly. "Yes, but it won't stop there. Those Saiyans are becoming powerful, too powerful for my liking. We need to kill them before they start to come after us!" Kaioshin spoke. "Those damn, bloody Saiyans! Kill them all!" Kinichi hissed. "Not that simple. I'm half Saiyan myself, so we will need to plan carefully. One wrong move from us could give them the upper hand." Gogeta cautioned.

"That is why I have called you all here. You know, the Kold's were close to us. We must avenge their deaths. But attacking blinding isn't the way to go. So we must go after the Prince and the Goddess. If they the conceive the Brat and bring it to term, you can kiss our rulings good-bye. We must stop them." Kaioshin urged.

Silence and exchanging of uneasy looks between them all. What they were planning was very dangerous. With the Kold's defeated; who or what will the Saiyans go after next? "I have a plan." Gogeta spoke finally. "Then, let's hear it!" Venus demanded. "All right, this is what we should do." Gogeta spoke once more and began to unfold his plan.

-Bulma/Andrea!-

-Club!-

"This place is great!" Bulma argued over the loud music of flashing lights and upbeat techno rhythm. Bulma was in the mist of sweaty bodies as she and Andrea danced. Bulma loved to party. Somehow it brought out her mischievous side to her. "Come on B, let's go chill! I need a drink!" Andre called to her over the loud music. "Sure!" Bulma called back. They made their way to the b ar and took a seat and ordered drinks. Bulma winked at the bartender and Andrea flirted with the guy at the end of the bar table.

Bulma caught this and nudged her. "Oh no Missy! Koji is going to be your Mate!" "So?" I need to have a last minute fun before that. So quiet!" Andrea stuck out her tongue at Bulma. Bulma returned the favor and took a sip of her drink. "So, again, why isn't Venux with us tonight? You never did tell me." Bulma asked. A giddy smile crossed Andrea's lips. "Oh, she is on a date." "No you mean…" "That is right! Trunks and Venux went to go see that new Opera tonight!" Andrea giggled and Bulma in joined in.

-Venux/Trunks!-

Trunks let out a sigh. He was nervous and he wasn't looking forward to the Opera, but Venux wanted to go. So he stood in front of her door in his Royal tux attire. And a single red rose in hand. He shifted from one foot to the other and took a breath, then proceeded to know at Venux's chamber door.

It was slow motion for Trunks. The door slowly opened and his date appeared behind the door. Gorgeous, beautiful, elegant, perfect. These words raced through Trunks' mind, though he found his voice had failed him and his jaw dropped to the ground. A small blush crept on Venux's cheeks as shyness took over. "Am…I really that…horrible looking? Here, I'll go change." she muttered quietly and tried to go change. Trunks caught her hand and she turned to him.

"Don't. You look beautiful." he smiled reassuringly. "Are you sure?" she asked. Trunks nodded and looked her over. She had a strapless, long, elegant ball gown. Long, black gloves and her hair up in a bun with a few curls to frame her face. She was, as Trunks thought, a Greek Goddess.

He held out his arm and Venux looped through it as they headed to dinner. Dinner was perfect on a rooftop of a secluded restaurant, scented candles everywhere, cherry blossoms and rose petals falling everywhere around them. Dinner was fabulous with the wonderful and vibrant food choices and excellent Vegeta-sei wine. But the best part about Dinner was the dancing. As the orchestra played a soothing waltz, Trunks took Venux onto the dance floor and everything was magical.

Then there was the Opera. ("Heh, what Opera?") Thought Trunks as during the entire time, he was lip locking with Venux throughout the entire performance. To Venux, this whole night was all perfect. She never wanted it to end, but it had to, though the romancing, Venux hoped never would as she collapsed in her bed later that night and had dreams of a blue eyed-lavender haired man of her heart.

C'ya

Bulma

P.S. Moment of Zen!

You gonna get coal in your stocking cuz you're a preppie scum!

That's right, keep pissing Santa off! That means more presents for me asshole!

-Foamy!

Matt Say: NO PRESENTS? NOOO!