Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's New Love ❯ Promise me sweet cheeks? ( Chapter 25 )

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Dawn broke too early for Angel's sake as she stretched and yawned trying to wake herself. She smiled seeing Bra still sleeping peacefully in her lap, while Pan and Marron were curled up right next to her. She really loved those little girls like they were her own. But school would be starting in two weeks, if the world doesn't come under control of Corvine, and she would hardly see them. She carefully picked Bra up out of her lap and placed her next to the other girls so she could stretch her weary legs a bit.
"Morning Angel."
"Oh, Good Morning 18." She yawned as she greeted her.
"Good work on showing Vegeta some of your power, I was impressed, and not much impresses me." Angel looked a little stunned at the comment. No one had ever complemented her on her powers before.
"Thank you I guess. One of the first times I've stood toe to toe with him." 'And not broke out in tears or him going to his gravity room to pout' she sighed at her thoughts.
"You're one of the few that can stand toe to toe with him and live. Some aren't so lucky."
"Well I'll consider myself lucky then." Angel tried to give a smile, but only managed a crooked grin for her efforts.
"So you're the unfortunate soul that's shacking up with the Monkey Prince?" 17 questioned taking notice of her defensive stance when he asked.
"Brother that was not cool. Don't you have some place you'd like to be right now?" 18 clocked her brother upside his head for his comment.
"No, I've come to torture Vegeta, and well fight if we ever find some action around here."
"Guess so, if you mean arrogant, egotistical son of a bitch over there yep you got the right girl."
"We definitely need to work on your verbal attacks, they are lame at best. I'll give you a few pointers later. Wise idea for you is to listen in." 18 laughed and yanked her brother to leave Angel alone.

Vegeta stood against a pillar staring off into the distance not taking much notice of things going on around him. A few of the senshi were awake either training or getting breakfast, while the other caught a few more extra winks of sleep before the long day ahead of them. Vegeta didn't sleep at all, he kept watch over the tower with 17 and 18 for the past three hours, listening to them bicker about things that were none of his concern. He watched his mate sleep with his daughter in her lap bringing a smile to his face for a minute before being replaced with his normal frown. Some how she gave him peace this morning with everything that had happened in the past few days. His mind kept processing the sights of her only a few hours before. Her transformation astonished him to no ends. He wasn't prepared for it at all, he felt her power rising, but a transformation almost like a Saiyan threw him for a loop. He had to fight hard to restrain himself from looking surprised from it.

"Hey." Angel's quiet voice broke his concentration as he watched the sun being born for the new day.
"Sleep well?" He glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes to see his mate, her hair slightly mused from her sleep.
"If you want to call that sleep, then not really." She yawned again, and closed her eyes to the sun's rays as she felt the warmth of it on her face.
"Hmpft, warriors learn to live on little sleep. You don't have time when the enemy is near. Saiyan warriors can go days even weeks without sleep."
"I realize that Geta. I'll get use to it. Just have to keep reminding you that I'm not a Saiyan. I'm Glissian." She tried to stifle a yawn in front of him.
"Go eat something Onna, then we'll spar. And change out of that ridiculous outfit, makes you look trashy." She cocked an eyebrow to him, wondering if he really meant what he was saying. The trashy comment stabbed her and she cringed.
"I won't hurt you Little One, too bad. Now go, I'll expect to see you in fifteen minutes." He smirked and walked away from her before she could protest to him.
"He doesn't know what he's getting himself into. I'll show you trashy." She sighed with a smile on her face as she went back to change her clothes and grab something to eat as he suggested.

"No ki blasts on the lookout Goten!" Goku yelled as he dodged a stray blast that sailed by his head.
"Opps, sorry Dad. I guess we should take this some place else so we don't end up destroying Dende's place huh?"
"No kidding baka. I think you're getting smarter everyday there Goten." Trunks punched Goten in the arm as he walked by.
"Lets go to our regular sparring field. That should be big enough for all of us to train with out killing each other." Goku grinned to his son.
"Oh there no killing allowed Kakarott?"
"Not for you, you still probably pretty pissed at Angel for not standing down to you earlier."
"Feh, not hardly. Takes courage to stand up to the Prince of all Saiyans like that."
"I thought for a second she was going to rip your head off Dad." Trunks snickered, but stopped abruptly when Vegeta cocked his eyes to him.
"She wouldn't last five minutes with me, let alone rip my head off."
"Can't wait for that main event to happen. I'll want front row seats for that one. Let me got get my popcorn and soda and I'll be all set." 17 broke into the conversation.
"Who asked you, scrap heap?"
"Oh no, I'm scared now! Vegeta you have to stop coming up with those great insults off the top of your head, you're killing me here."
"Aren't you late for your oil change yet?" Vegeta hissed at 17.
"Oh Dende, Haha, oh my! You are just a regular comedian aren't ya? Let me guess you've been taking lessons when you're not training? Watching too much Comedy Central?"
"I'll give you a lesson in ass kicking if you don't shut that trap of yours." Vegeta growled getting rather irritated by the company surrounding him.
"Promise me sweet cheeks? I have so long to have the master teach me!"
"17, that's enough. Save it for training. Sparring with Vegeta is much more fun when he's pissed off."18 scoffed eying the prince.
"Alright, but once we get there, I'm not going to stop heckling him. I still want to know how much hair spray and hair gel he uses to get his hair that way. Do you think if I light a match he'd explode with all that junk in his hair?"

Angel took her time getting dressed, actually finding stuff that matched instead of the miss matched armor and battle suit she wore earlier. She pulled out her pink leather pants along with the matching corset and bustier. Slowly but surely pulling the clothes on.
"I think I need to go on a diet, these are getting pretty snug." She pulled on her matching pink leather jacket and proceeded to put her reddish chrome armor back on. Snapping the chain a crossed her chest to secure it in place she was ready for her sparring challenge against her mate. 'I wonder if this is trashy enough for him? Guess I'll find out.' She thought giving herself a look over quickly.
"Like you need to go on a diet Angel. You're small enough already."
"Gohan, you are just as bad as your father is for sneaking up on people you know that?"
"That's what Videl tells me all the time. Everyone should be lucky I don't know instant transmission like he does." He gave the famous Son smile and a small laugh.
"No kidding. I wouldn't know what to think then. I'm still having nightmares from when your father came into Vegeta's bed room and got an eye full of something he did not want to see."
"I think he's caught everyone in the act once or twice. He just doesn't know how to pick up a phone to ask if he can come over or anything."
"I wonder how your mother has put up with him for so many years. I would have killed him right along with Vegeta in the first few days. And another thing, you Saiyans and your bottomless pits for stomachs."
"What can I say, we're growing men."
"Very funny, you guys eat enough to feed a small country and then some each day. A few weeks ago Vegeta and I had a fight over the last dinner roll on the table. I thought for sure it was going to turn into a brawl, so I let him have it. I didn't want to risk losing my fingers or anything."
"I don't think you'd lose a finger this time. Lets get going to the sparring fields. This looks like it's going to get fairly interesting soon. 17 already started selling ring side seats for Vegeta and yours sparring match."
"As long as I get half of the money on those tickets, I won't mind putting on a good show." She laughed.
Gohan escorted her out on the lookout towards the others preparing to leave.
"Onna, do you have anything decent to spar in besides those?" Angel rolled her eyes at Vegeta ignoring him completely and taking off into the skies following Goten and Trunks.
'Guess that answers my question to the trashy value of my battle gear.'

'Damn if she don't stop wearing those clothes she's going to be hurting when I lose control and take her. I won't be able to stop myself.' Vegeta could hardly contain himself with the stunning look of his mate in her battle attire. It was driving him absolutely insane with lust. The way her eyes glittered in the morning sun, the way she walked with confidence, her not so innocent smile did it all for him. It was going to prove interesting when it came for him to spar with her. He didn't know weather or not he could fight with her and keep his primal instincts at bay.
'Like what you see Geta?' her voice whispered to him.
'Onna, words couldn't describe it.' Angel's cheeks started to blush at the complement he gave her. She slowed her pace so she could fly along side of Vegeta in hopes of keeping him in a semi-good mood.
'Gomen Geta, I didn't mean to get you all worked up.' She gave him a sweet flirty smile and a wink.
'Onna, I'm not going to take it easy on you.'
'Are you referring to Sparring or what you want to do afterwards?'
'Both now pay attention you might learn something.' He said as they set down in an open field of tall grass surrounded on all sides by mountains.
"Alright everyone pair off and lets get some training done." Gohan called out grabbing Piccolo as his sparring partner.

"Looks like you are stuck with me." Yamcha said eying her up and down.
"Oh goodie I can't contain my excitement. Lets get started then." She took a fighting stance waiting on him to throw the first punch. Yamcha grinned; this was going to be fun to him.
"Are you going to stand there all day and gawk or what?" She asked furrowing her brows together trying to pick out an easy weakness to bring him down fast with.
"I'm not allowed to admire such beauty in front of me?" His question caught her off guard. He sprinted at her bringing a fist to the side of her face. Angel growled under her breath at him before taking up on her defense. She was blocking all of his punches and kicks making him frustrated that he couldn't land a solid blow to her.
"Come on weakling, I know you got it in you." She taunted him making him red in the face with anger.
"Lets see you stop this!" He powered up a small ki blast aiming it right as her chest. At the last second she dove and rolled out of the way before the blast could inflict damage to her.
"Weak! That was so weak Yamcha, if you want to make this a good match at least do something right like this." She formed two ki blasts in her hands and hurtled them towards him exploding at his feet. He jumped out of the way and started to laugh.
'So she knows ki blasts, I'll step it up a notch then.' He grinned and started at her again. A few punches caught her off guard sending her sprawling to the ground.
'Onna, stop trying to show off and concentrate.' Vegeta broke thru her mind. She growled and turned around to him to stare him down when a blast caught her straight in the back knocking her down on the grass ten feet away from where she was standing.
'Onna?' She didn't answer him, sending his heart racing before he could see what happened. He was too busy sparring with Goku to stop and find out.
"Oh shit, I didn't mean to do that. Vegeta is going to kill me." Yamcha spoke picking up his pace to see what damage he inflicted. She hadn't moved from where she landed, face down in the dirt and grass, her arms tucked under her body, her legs lying at weird angles.
"Don't touch her you fucking baka." Trunks pushed Yamcha away hard before he bent down examining the scorch mark on her back carefully.
"Dad..." Before Trunks could get the rest of his sentence out of his mouth, Angel barreled over letting two more ki blasts off at Yamcha that wasn't expecting them. One missed landing behind him as the other one slammed into his chest sending him backwards.
"Never let your guard down, even for me." She growled as Yamcha staggered to his feet.
"You're going to pay for that!" He wiped some blood from his lip with the back of his hand and smirked. She undid her sword sheath and threw it to the ground, followed quickly by her armor, and jacket in a pile. By this time all eyes were on her as she took up a fighting stance.
"Bring it, don't sing it." She snarled at him as her eyes flickered from violet to red then back scaring the piss out of Yamcha.
"No transformations, you'll kill me!"
"I promise I won't kill you. Now shut up and fight me damn it. Your whining is irritating me."
"You're becoming more like Vegeta little by little everyday. What the hell was I thinking about wanting to fuck your ass after monkey boy over there already had you." Angel was furious, her hands clenched together at her sides. She stood motionless, her hair blowing in the slight breeze around her shoulders and face.
'Angel?'
'Hn?'
'Kick his ass.'
'With pleasure Geta baby.' She gave a smirk and levitated into the air keeping her eye on Yamcha the whole time. He cracked his knuckles and followed her lead into the air watching her intently trying to figure out if she was going to make the first move or he should.
"Puwi keni" Angel shouted bringing her hands together and firing a powerful blast towards Yamcha, he threw up his hands to deflect the blast away only to be over come by the immense power tumbling backwards. Angel flew towards him landing a kick to his chest and bringing down her hands to his back sending him rocketing towards the earth. When the dust settled the earth beneath her was a crater with Yamcha dazed and confused lying in the middle of it.
"Whoa, remind me not to mess with her." Krillin sweat dropped as he watched her land a few feet away from him.
"What kind of attack was that? Puwi kenia watcha might call it?" Goku asked dumbfounded.
"Means Angel tears in Glissian. I have a few more attacks that are much more powerful then that. I took it easy on the poor bastard." Angel dusted herself off before she looked over to Vegeta.
'Did you like what you seen?'
'And a whole lot more Onna. Lets get out of here, there is someplace I want to show you.' She gave him a questioning look watching him take to the sky.
"We'll be back later, don't wait for us." Angel gave a wink to the senshi as she grabbed her stuff and took off after Vegeta as fast as she could.

"You think Dende and Mr.Popo are going to be mad at us for this little water incident?" Bra stood staring at the huge lake of water all over the lookout.
"Maybe, but it's not my fault that you chased me with Mr.Popo's watering hose."
"Well maybe if you didn't stink Pan, I wouldn't have chased you then would I?"
"Not like you smell like flowers either Bra."
"You both stink! There are you both happy now?" Marron shouted at the bickering friends. Bra picked up the hose and started to chase Marron down drenching her in one shot.
"Teach you for thinking we stink." Bra laughed as she fell down into one of the many puddles unable to control herself.
"I'm telling Dende on you both." Marron stuck out her tongue and marched into the building to rat out her friends.
"This is not going to be good Pan. We're in enough trouble with enough people already. Daddy is going to be so pissed at me I can see it now."
"You can always lock yourself in the gravity room until this all blows over."
"Sure why not, not like Daddy can't blast me out of there." Sarcasm dripping from Bra's worried voice.
"I know, I can have my parents adopt you. You can come live with me."
"Like that's a good idea Panny, do you realize how much trouble we'd be into if I lived with you all the time?"
"The same amount that we're in right now."
"What in the world are you two doooiiiinnnnngggg ………. Out here?" Dende yelled as he slid on the water falling on his backside with Mr.Popo following him out and sliding half way across the look out.
"I think that's our cue to split." Pan grabbed Bra's hand and jumped into the air taking off from the look out before punishment could be dealt out.

"Wow, this place is beautiful Vegeta." Angel twirled around taking in the landscape of their destination.
"Told you that you'd see again. Not like there is a whole lot to see on this mud ball of a planet."
"Yes you did. I'm glad I can, or I'd be missing out on some wonderful sights. There is so much beauty on this planet. I find more and more every time I am needed. Too bad that I can't remain Mickila."
"Why do you want to walk the earth for an eternity? Wouldn't you rather be doing something else?"
"I promised the Supreme Kai that I would protect the people here on earth for as long as I am needed. There is nowhere else for me to go. Glissa was destroyed a long time ago. There are some Glissians still out there some place, but I rather stay where I'm needed."
"And you'll be here long after I die, and the others also."
"I make friends, I find lovers, and I find true love. It keeps me going. But I rather be with you for an eternity. It would make my life bearable once again. I would wish for that with all my heart."
"Be careful of what you wish for Onna. You never know who might be listening." He whispered so softly in her ear. He inhaled deeply taking in her sent. He closed his eyes finding great comfort just by her sent alone.
"Vegeta?"
"Yes Little One?" He reached up pulling his fingers thru her hair. She trembled at his touch, his breath hot on her neck as he nipped it.
"I need you, need you right now. More then I've needed anything in the world." She panted out as she got more excited and aroused with the ever closeness of Vegeta's body.
"Patience Little one, I've waited to do this since the day we met."