It's not your fault- Angel of Misery
Here it is! The next chapter! Man, it took awhile to get my thoughts together. Hope you like it. Ah heh, I'm sure you'll like how it starts. I'm sorry, but Cell won't remember anything from the last chapter! Mwhahaha!
I do not own Dragon Ball Z. I own Sariell and any other relatives. She could have children yet.
"talking"
thinking/remembering/something significant
Chapter 15: Who is This Idiot?
Sariell was still thinking deeply about the other day when Cell groaned beside her. She almost jumped three feet in the air.
"It's another one of those days..." He murmered, sitting up.
"Good morning to you too." Sariell commented and he half smiled before muttering something inaudibly.
"I beg your pardon? Didn't catch that." She grinned.
He turned slowly to face her, "It's nothing, really. Sometimes I have days where I can't rememberanything that happened. I think it's a sort of malfunction."
Sariell almost laughed; Cell's describing how one feels after they get drunk! But then she remembered Cell kissing her and her inside felt like they would feeze, "You...you can't remember what happened yesterday?"
"No, it's all just a blank. That hurts my head sometimes." Cell noticed the look on the young Saiyan's face and added, "Is there something I was suppose to remember?"
Sariell hesitated; he can't remember anything at all? And if he can't, what would I say, 'hey Cell, you don't remember kissing me the other day?' Ugh, the embarrassment! He'd probably deny it anyway. Shame...
"No, not really. You just trained and I watched." Sariell lied, twidling her fingers.
"Are you sure? If that's all I did, why has you're face gone pink?" Cell asked slyly.
Sariell's blush deepend and she stammered,"Be...because you...I...we...shouldn't you be worrying about the tournament at hand?"
"Ah yes! The tournament! I'm so looking forward to it!" Cell rubbed his hands in delight, his eyes sparkling. Sariell frowned; yesterday, Cell regretted the whole idea! I suppose he doesn't remember THAT either...
"You will be careful, won't you Cell?" She asked hurriedly, not bothering to hide her concern.
He softened if only slightly, "Don't worry so much, Sariell. I won't do anything too extreme, if it puts you at ease."
She laughed almost bitterly, "Hmn, this is you we're talking about."
Surprise flickered across her face as Cell laughed; not an evil laugh but a laugh filled with genuine amusement, "Oh, and you don't do anything extreme, Sariell? You're so under control? I think not!"
Before long, she was laughing as well. Cell suddenly put a hand, "Be quiet for a minute."
She started to protest that it was Cell who started the laughter, but he put a finger to her lips, a smile playing on his, "I'm trying to listen, my argumentive Saiyan. I hear something."
Sariell's face lit up from the contact, but managed to stay quiet. Cell walked away from her and looked around, "It's not the Z fighters...who else could be coming to my tournament?"
Sariell walked over to him and paused, "Can you hear that, Cell?"
He tilted his head, "Yes. Sounds like a vehicle."
Sariell, who knew the sounds of cars better than Cell, said proudly, "I know that sound! It's a van!"
"Oh well done." He said sarcastically. Sariell huffed as Cell rose into the air to get a better look.
"Least I can remember what happened yesterday." She muttered.
"What did happen?" Cell asked slowly.
"I'll tell you when you're older." Sariell teased and then concentrated on the task at hand, "The van's coming this way."
"So it is." Cell mused, "who could it be?"
"Some foolish human wanted to challenge you? I know the human race, Cell. They're a few nutters who'll think they're strong enough to face you." Sariell said seriously.
He tsked, shaking his head slowly"You really think so? Almost a shame you made me a killer no more. I'd love to toy with them."
Sariell shook her head quickly, "No. We swore no killing."
"If I must." Cell landed on the ground, smirking almost cunningly, "Whoever it is, how about we greet them?"
"Alrighty!" Sariell dropped onto Cell's shoulders, giggling."What are you doing?" He frowned.
"Getting a ride?" She suggested and yelped when he bucked her off, "I don't think so." He half smirked, "Act your age once in awhile, would you?"
The van squealed to a stop next to the two lovers (A/N: Had to write that, ah heh).
Sariell waited paitently to see who would step out and was surprised to see a man with a big black afro and brown martial arts clothes.
"Eep!" She hid behind Cell, who repeated angerily, "What are you doing?"
"He's really big!" She protested.
"If you had been casting your senses, this human isn't all that strong." Cell said matter-a-factly.
Sariell cast out her senses and realized Cell was right; this human was stronger than the average human, but compared to both her and Cell's strength, it was weak.
The human laughed so loudly, Sariell clapped her hands to her ears, "Cell! I've come to destroy you and save the earth! For I am Hercule, Martial Arts Champion!"
Sariell looked at Cell and then back at the guy, Hercule, "Excuse me, but Cell's strength is triple yours. You could get hurt."
Hercule looked at her for a moment and laughed loudly again, "Ha, ha! Very funny! You obviously don't know who I am! But you're the one who should go home, little girl!"
He went to brush her aside, but Cell grabbed his arm, shook his head and forced it down.
Sariell flushed; aww, Cell's protecting me! Well, he's done that a few times now, ever since the medical facility, but still, I think it's so cute!
"Who are you anyway?" Hercule decided to ask finally.
"My name is Sariell. I'm Cell's…ah…companion!" She supplied.
"Companion? Are you his mate?" Hercule looked at Sariell disbelievingly.
"You could call it that." She went slightly pink, scuffing a foot.
"Then I'll have to kill you too." Hercule spat but then yelped as Cell punched him, making him fly back a few meters.
"Cell!" Sariell protested, "Stop it! He's weaker than you! You could kill him!"
"He'd kill you." Cell growled.
"Tch, he's not strong enough." Sariell shook her head. Cell suddenly smirked, "Alright, prove it then. Defeat him."
"Oh. Ok." Sariell said hesitantly, going over to Hercule, who jumped up and punched Sariell in the forehead. She winced slightly, but other than that, she stood her ground.
"Ah...hah, stronger than I imagined, I see! Well, I can still beat you!" Hercule laughed, but Sariell noticed his voice had faltered slightly.
She whacked him in the side of the head and he went down, unconsious.
"Should have killed him. The idiot." Cell tsked.
"He'll get back up later. Probably wanting to fight again." Sariell sighed.
"We have other fights to deal with." Cell's eyes shifted and Sariell turned around. Up in the sky, she spotted Vegeta and..."Trunks..." She said softly.
Cell bared his teeth but walked back to the ring, "The tournament begins..."
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That's it! Did you like it? I did! Ah heh, I should have dragged the Hercule thing out longer but, alas, I didn't. Don't worry, he'll be back up like Sariell said. The tournament starts, but Cell won't be the first to fight! Mwhaha, wait till the next chapter to see! As always, READ AND REVIEW!
Chapter 16: Sariell Fights First?