Breaking Limits: A DBZ Fan-fic

Chapter 55

Angels are interesting creatures. Sarada knew how powerful they were while she didn't at the same time. She never saw them use their full power and since they are the trainers of the GoD it was easy to day that they outclass their students exponentially. They were impressive. Sarada respected them like she did many who she deemed strong. It had been some time since she ran into someone who could kill her. It was terrifying and exciting at the same time. She was a saiyan and the  prospect of a good battle always had her pumping. The prospect of battling someone who could defeat her with a pinky and a thumb should piss her off or something But it was the complete opposite. She would have someone stronger than her. Someone who could make her feel the joys of battle.

She sighed. She was a saiyan alright.

"He sure likes to eat, doesn't he?"

Sarada nodded with a barely contained smirk. Yes he did. He loved earth food most of all and that is something she took full advantage of. Maybe it's a terrible thing for her to do, but then again, who would pass up such a thing. By feeding him she gained his good graces and he would make sure the planet not be destroyed. He would also repay the favors when he needs to.

And of course who would not want to be an Angel's drug dealer?

"Food is life" Sarada said with a safely nod. "It truly is"

Bulma quirked a brow at that. That look in Sarada was nothing short of devious. She looked excited as well, if her tail was any indication. It twisted behind her in the same fashion a dog's would. It was pretty adorable actually, so she didnt mind. She happily watched Sarada's excited self as her eyes lingered on the feasting Whis. As she watched her she again noticed how much taller Sarada was. She was shorter than her a few years back. Something about Saiyans aging oddly. She said she'd have a sudden growth spurt. Through to her words she did. Bulma had to admit she enjoyed the feeling of looking down on Sarada to a good degree.

Now Sarada was about her length, with just one inch over her. That one inch was enough to make Sarada gloat. She just couldn't leave it alone. Of course Bulma always made sure she knew that just because she was a little taller does not mean she's all that. She was still younger after all.

"You've been staring for a while"

Bulma hummed, not taking her eyes off her form. Why should she? She could watch all she wanted to. Sarada was her wife.

"What's up? "

"You're excited"

"Yeah? "

"It's adorable how your tail displays your excitement" Bulma admitted a smile forming at the look the words pulled from Sarada. She hardly blushed and when she did it was always around Bulma. To this day Bulma still found it to be funny that Sarada did not like to be called cute or adorable, even though she is sometimes.

Sarada grumbled and folded her arms. Adorable? Her. She liked to be called many things. Adorable was not one of them. Why? Because.. Well she ddidn't know why. It just made her feel different than when she's called something else. It was enough to actually make her blush and she was not a fan

Still she didn't entirely mind. Of course if anyone other than Bulma called her adorable They would be in for a treat.

Her tail never stopped twisting around though. Something Bulma took amusement in.

"So"

Sarada sighed. "He's an idiot"

The two were reffering to Kakarot who just walked into the kitchen. He took one look at Whis and the food he was eating and did a double take. He then swivled on his feet, a look of complete hurt on his face as he pointed at the angel and the girls.