23. First Second Meeting

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-I don't like how Beerus treated her! I don't like that cat at all! And her so called friends did nothing of aid!-- Anala was above angered. She was as well frustrated as she rambled to her mother about that pitiful thing of a Destroyer named Beerus.

Naleta had sat on the green grass of her garden, planting new seeds and reading the calm energy of the other plants. It was a calming hobby, and she loved to get her hands dirty now and then, just like her mother.
-Mom are you even listening?-

Naleta looked up at her and smiled faintly before going back to the flower that was wrapping its vines around her wrist.
--I am....starshine, a father plays a big part of a child's life. Even if he isn't up to standards, Emelia still loves her father. He hopes he could be more to her than what he gives off now. She wishes he could see her as her, and not by what she lacks. It's something I've seen over thousands and millions of mortals. It ends either good or bad, the future is unpredictable-

-I don't get you-

-Stay away from the business of a father and child my love. It doesn't concern you-

-But/-

-Let Emelia solve her problems on her own. It'll be better that way. She needs to fume out all the anger she's holding in her heart, sadness and fear. Directly at her father.... I know Beerus is a good person, he'll eventually see his faults. And everything else will go on how fate had set it--, Naleta finished with smelling the scent of a violet flower that captivated her nose.

She knew what was to be next, Anala was to comment on the relationship she had in the past. It was simple as that yet she felt that she also had to listen to her own words. --How about the Grand Priest then? When are you going to give him another chance-

-Another chance?-- that took the Saiyan by surprise because she had never thought she would get back together with that man. People can forgive, and it's never easy to forget. Yet giving another chance just takes it too much, she didn't think she would be able to. --I'll see what fate has in store for me. But I cannot ever give him a second chance-

Anala sighed before standing up and teleporting away.

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-A 16 year old which was able to lay a finger on you Lord Beerus? I'm not here for games, there's too much I have to do--, the Grand Priest said tiredly. He had eye bags, making it clear he hasn't slept in days, or even more. So irritating him now would be a bad choice.
Whis didn't care, he hated him more than anyone he'd ever meet, and seeing him there was even more of a drain to him.

-It's no game Grand Minister. That girl is/--

A red light landed in front of them which faded to reveal Anala. She wore a red dress that Emelia bought for her to match her eyes. The latter told her it was cute so she couldn't wait to try it in one of their meetings.

-You girl have some nerves--, Beerus grumbles glaring daggers at the girl.

-Oh do you want me to end up slitting off you whole throat kitty cat!... Anyway I'm not here for you. I wanted to see Emelia--, Anala said smiling oh so pretendably. --My daughter is not your plaything!-

-And she's not your doll to hurt her whenever you like!-

-You insolent child!-

-You wannabe overgrown hairless cat!-

This could be a cat and mouse cliché bickering but here the mouse was as big as the cat.

-You're a pomegranate?-- Dai asked inspecting Anala closely. She looked at him and nodded.

At that precise moment Anala suddenly fainted. That elerted the two Deities of universe 7 and looked at the Grand Priest. He hadn't moved his eyes away from the girl but they hand a glow of pink which meant he had done something. --I'll need to examine if she holds any darker force than this--, he said before walking towards Anala.

-Fath/-- Whis retreated from saying that word. He couldn't bring himself to make that jerk called the Grand Priest heart lighten. He deserved to suffer.

Dai however was hurt at how his son retreated, he knew what he was thinking right about now. He decided to ignore that, there was no absolute way he was going to repair the relationship he broke between his children and him. They only had liked him because of Naleta, nothing more nothing less.
To think that they might have been pretending to like him just because of Naleta hurted him but there really was nothing to do about this, is there?

He crouched down to touch Anala's forehead yet that only made things worse. His head started to fill with memories. Memories of this girl, with Naleta, two Kais. From her childhood to now. All the laughs she had, seeing her family happy. All the cries and sadness, being denied the freedom to venture outside. All her anger, shock, all the emotions that carry deep memories of this child.
He hadn't noticed earlier but he had begun to cry. Seeing Naleta like that brought back emotions and memories he had tried to cover up with his broken heart. 14 whole years he had spent in regret, sadness and all negative emotions. But now he had seen Naleta over her daughter.
At least she was safe, a bit happy and okay. That's what he needed assure with. Now he had it, and he was a bit relieved. Yet he hadn't forgave himself. He would never.

-Naleta?-- the faint voice of Whis reached the ears of the Grand Priest, having him come to his senses. He looked up to see her. That dark beauty with black raven hair and silver eyes looking right at him with a mixture of emotions. -- N-Naleta... - he repeated after Whis, yet not as a question, but as a word of something he had longed for. His heart ached rapidly while tears poured out of his eyes. He couldn't stop crying. This was too much.

Naleta crouched down after regaining her composure. With an emotionless face she huddled her daughter carrying her as if she was still a baby. She took one last glance at Whis and Beerus, before glancing at Dai and disappearing with her daughter in her arms.

-James-- that was the last thing her pink stained lips had uttered.

It was like when they had first met
Yet circumstances were different

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