Caught by the Cow Zodiac (Ayumu/Invite)

Sighing again, wishing that he could cover his face, Celmaru shifted his head over towards Ayumu. Wanting to retort, any desire to do so was interrupted by the fact that Ayumu had no pants. Sharply looking away, bumping his head on the pillar, Celmaru sighed again, already annoyed about the situation.

"So we're both pack mules now, huh?" Celmaru said, his eyebrow twitching, "Fan-fucking-tastic, just what I've always dreamed of becoming!"

His sarcasm evident, Celmaru's head continued to throb, more so now because of the headache that was forming. His hands, bound underneath the rope, outlined with ki. They both glowed with Celmaru's power, ready to be used. Forcing himself to not blow up the structural support, his hands returned to their normal, non-glowing state.

"I just hope Hana doesn't shop as much as my Mother does...." Celmaru thought, still irritated, "Or else we'll never leave this place, and I'll forever be bound up by something weaker than me...."

Looking at the Zodiac bovine, his furious intent almost tangible, he tried to calm down and answer Ayumu's question.

"I'm sorry, sir, "Celmaru began, "But I was at home, celebrating with my Mother. She's all alone, you see, and I wouldn't want her to be alone for a holiday such as Christmas......"

Remembering his Mother, Celmaru wondered if he'd be able to see her next month. Given the situation, he'd be praising any God that listened if he wasn't permanently employed as "Honorary Pack-Mule". Dismissing that terrible thought, he continued to answer.

"Considering I was at home, I wouldn't be able to tell you much about what happened during that time frame." Celmaru said, disappointed that he couldn't truly answer, "But a few weeks before, actually, the Saiyan Solar Empire invaded Earth. The Earth's Ki sensitive fighters and the Blue Banner Army won the gruesome battle, though. I was actually in North City at the time, and I even got to see a few glimpses of the Queen! Sadly she lost, even in that golden Oozaru form! I mean, I don't mind the Earth being properly defended and being truly safe and all, but the SSE shouldn't take such a defeat. It sort of troubles me a bit, but I can't be sure who to side with when it comes down to Earth, and the SSE."

Finishing his intended answer, Celmaru watched a large group of people pass by, reminding him that he was still in a public place. Sighing once more, he attempted to add to the answer, if he could.

"My Father was drafted into the SSE Army, and he served for about..." Celmaru added, trying to remember the full story, "Roughly a decade before leaving towards Earth. He never told me why he went here of all places, but hey, I was born because of it....I can't hate him for that...."

Now remembering his Father, now out in space somewhere, he could only look down in a solemn mood. Communications lost, light years between him and his Mother, it all seemed like a futile dream of seeing him again. Attempting to look over at Ayumu again, Celmaru noticed the lack of pants again. Sighing again (out of many, many other times), he felt like he needed to ask this question:

"Ayumu...." Celmaru spoke, "Why don't you have any pants?"

Chinatsu asked of his Mother, which Celmaru didn't initially take all that kindly to.

"She birthed me, fed me, clothed me, sheltered me, and among other things, loved me wholeheartedly." Celmaru stated, his eyebrows furrowing, "If anyone hurt her, they'd see to me personally. If that doesn't tell you that I love her as a Mother, even as a Human, I don't know what will."

Celmaru's body tensed, a vein appearing on his bicep, just noticeable under his left sleeve. He tried all his might to suppress his anger, hoping not to enrage this animal while he was bound like this. Celmaru felt like a hostage, held by a giant, monstrous animal. Through his silent anger, he noticed a small hint of interest in her voice, which surprised him. His eyebrows lifted in his surprise, dawning upon him that this Zodiac felt more than anger. His surprise almost had him ignore what the bovine said about Ayumu's wardrobe. Upon hearing what she had to say, Celmaru needed all of his willpower not to laugh.

"Pfft!" Celmaru exclaimed, stifling the laughter, "W-What kind of accident blows up a wardrobe?"

A smile creeping along his face, he tried not to offend Chinatsu, as he couldn't fight back. Watching her move over towards Ayumu, Celmaru became even more surprised than before, seeing that he handled her so well. A simple touch to her ears made her....purr?

"Is she...? I thought she was a bovine, not a feline..." Celmaru thought, one eyebrow rising up further than the other.

Celmaru found this interesting.....a potential weakness perhaps? Celmaru wouldn't continue to think of it as Chinatsu exclaimed in a irritated state...something about Ayumu's "accursed hands".

"Of course Ayumu knew how to deal with her..." Celmaru thought, holding back his smirk, "Although I didn't expect something like that..."

Celmaru flinched when he felt a sharp object poke at his hands. Looking down with only his pupils, he saw Ayumu handing him a kunai, small, but still rather sharp. Fumbling to get a proper grasp of the item, he obtained the kunai. Immediately realizing what Ayumu was intending for him to do, Celmaru squirmed around to move the kunai over to his opposite hand, careful to not seem too suspicious. Grasping the kunai in his opposite hand, he twitched the kunai around as he could, flicking his bindings to weaken them. Small portions of the bindings were cut to a thin strip, weak enough to tumble apart if enough pressure was applied. They were loose, and didn't seem noticeably so to someone 4 feet taller than someone like Celmaru or Ayumu. Paranoid of Chinatsu, Celmaru hid the kunai behind his back, and slid it into his back pocket. Celmaru decided to wait until she was either A.) Distracted again, or B.) Asleep. If neither occurs, then Celmaru would have to rely on Ayumu again. Looking towards Ayumu, he nodded slightly, silently telling him that what he's done. Celmaru could only hope Ayumu understood what he meant as he nodded.

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(Temporarily Obtained: Kunai)

Celmaru flinched when he saw that gigantic, broad axe fly towards him. When he opened his eyes, however, he didn't see anything split in two. The ropes were cut, allowing Celmaru freedom once more. Distancing himself away from the pillar, rubbing his wrists and forearms, Celmaru listened to Ayumu. How animals react to aggressive or mere neutral intents, how bovines either fight or take flight (albeit impossible for a normal cow to do so). Furrowing his brow, Celmaru adjusted his shirt as Ayumu continued to speak. He was almost shocked to see Ayumu and Chinatsu enter an entirely different room, separate from the stall it resided in, and the shopping center itself. Stepping before its entrance, Celmaru hesitated, never seeing anything like this before in his life. Cautiously stepping inside, he seemed to have stepped into a well-sized house.

"Er....What the...?" Celmaru mumbled, overwhelmingly curious, "What is this...?"

Looking around in awe, particularly so because of the possibly alternate dimension he stepped into. Within his peripheral vision, as he looked around, he saw Ayumu and Chinatsu, whom of which was curled up by Ayumu, simply being pet behind the ears. Still stepping forward cautiously, Celmaru stood before then both, more curious than angry or irritated. His body was still tense from hearing of his Mother from one that he despised, but he found Chinatsu oddly defenseless as she curled up near Ayumu. But when Ayumu mentioned many having the intent of hurting his Mother, he tensed up greatly, overthinking such a scenario. The air around Celmaru seemed warm, warping to the will of the heat's source. Celmaru's rage was heating up the atmosphere nearby, his power near the point of reacting to it. Forcing himself to dismiss the overthought scenario, he calmed down....subconsciously telling himself to control himself better.

"Ayumu...." Celmaru said softly, raising one eyebrow at Chinatsu once again, "You know from my answer to Chinatsu's question about my Mother....that I'd defend her as I could, until I was a mashed pile of blood and flesh in the dirt. I'm sure you had a similar feeling all those years ago, but as a parent, rather than a overbearing half-Saiyan child..."

Celmaru's expression softened, his face relaxing. An old injury throbbed, its mark on his face beating slightly. It was a reminder of how he risked the things he loved so much; his Father, his Mother, Ayumu and Hana, the very select few that accepted him as who he was, not as some halfbreed trash, just so he could be stronger. Tapping his scar lightly, before lowering his hand back to his side, he looked at Ayumu again.

"The single gene of an animal, huh? Well, I'm 50% monkey, technically, so would that still apply? Or would that create a more intense reaction?" Celmaru said, chuckling slightly, "But...you're going to have to help me control my anger around my enemies...I'm not the greatest at controlling my anger...as I'm sure you've seen."

Trying to make some sort of joke for once in his life, he had a simple, yet sheepish look on his face. For some reason he was hoping for Hana and Mica show up soon to shift the subject over to them, letting them take control of the conversation.

Celmaru almost immediately dropped the coin Ayumu gave him as he tossed it to him, scaring him slightly. Between hearing him speak of how his relationship with his Mother was beautiful, and yet how the worry could be dangerous, among other smaller details, he could only wonder what he truly meant by that....and what that held for his future. Securing the coin within his palm, he wondered what Ayumu just gave him. Ayumu had given him many things, an earpiece, advice, even a surgical operation.....and now a coin. Golden in color, it reminded Celmaru of an ancient drachma, one of those that the Romans used as currency. Grasping the coin in his hand, he stored it safely in his front left pocket, hoping that any future battles wouldn't bring harm to the coin. However, Ayumu didn't seem to be finished with his gift-giving. A flash of light formed in front of him, blinding him temporarily. When the light faded, he lowered his arms to see something out of place. A wooden cube, that made of simple plywood.

"Hm...?" Celmaru grunted, confused.

Simply confused as to see a box, rather a crate, of seaweed be dropped at his feet, Celmaru could only raise one eyebrow, wondering why a crate of sea planets were before him. Crossing his arms, he stepped forward to take a better look at the crate's contents. Simply seaweed....just normal, green seaweed. It glistened softly from the room's light, signifying that it was still wet, possibly fresh from the ocean? Peering into the crate, his eyebrow still raised, he didn't see anything out of the ordinary about the contents.

"Ayumu....why have you given me this...?" Celmaru said, still confused, "Is there some sort of hidden message behind this...? If there is, I'm missing it..."

Curious as to why Ayumu had given him this, Celmaru reached into the crate to hold the contained seaweed, which could've possibly held anything mysterious, rare, or even weird. His hand touched upon the sea-made weed, its texture surprisingly soft considering its origin. Celmaru grasped some of it, lifting it out of its container, inspecting it, still wondering of what use this could do him. Celmaru looked at Ayumu, hopeful of an explanation, he surely had something to say about this.

"....?" Celmaru raised the other respective eyebrow.

Looking back at the rest of the seaweed, it seemed to....quiver? Celmaru dropped the bits of weed he held, becoming increasingly alarmed. The contents of the crate started to shake, shifting the crate along with it. The crate was jostling around, bouncing along with the seemingly sentient seaweed.

"A-Ayumu?!" Celmaru exclaimed, immensely alarmed, "What is this!?"

Holding his arms up near shoulder level, he prepared for a fight with some rowdy seaweed. What happened shortly after, though, would've never crossed Celmaru's mind within a lifetime. The crate stopped pushing itself around, sitting oddly still. Then, the seaweed itself started to rise out of the crate, like a vampire climbing out of a coffin. It was bubbling in certain places, merging together with its individual strands of it's own being until it was a sold, green blob of soaking wet weed. The weed started to shift once more, spreading out, specifying it's personal form; arms, legs, a humanoid torso, a head, feet, hands, hair...? Celmaru was getting fiercely mixed feelings about what was happening. Between an alarmed fear, overwhelming suspicion, and an overpowering sense of curiosity, Celmaru couldn't decide which feeling influenced his emotions more. Gusts of wind from the outside began infiltrating the room, swirling around the seaweed, drying the weed and solidifying it's form. It's features began to define themselves; a pale skin complexion, green hair, seaweed "clothing", dark green eyes, wavy hair and it's "clothing" was just as wavy, beautiful facial features, among other things as well.

"Oh no," Celmaru muttered, "Ayumu, you didn't-!"

Celmaru couldn't finish his sentence, his embarrassment overcame him from overthinking the situation. The winds died out, the figure remained floating mere inches above the ground, her eyes closed. A few moments passed, with Celmaru staring at her with shock, awe, and fear all at once. He instinctively stepped back, knowing what would come next; insult?....Rejection?....Something even worse? The feminine figure floated upwards, right before flying forward at a high velocity, straight towards Celmaru in a flying rendition of a "glomp". Celmaru had no time to react, besides being almost paralyzed with fear of what would happen. He could only take the flying glomp at full force, being slammed into the ground at an extremely swift pace. His head being slammed into the ground, Celmaru gasped in pain, unable to do anything else. His eyes closed from bracing for the inevitable impact, Celmaru kept them closed, nervous as he was embarrassed. He felt the form shift over his body, and it only made his face feel even warmer than before. With the majority of his face red with embarrassment, Celmaru opened one eye to see something he never wanted; a seaweed girl, sitting atop his chest.

"Wha-!?" Celmaru yelled, the red hue on his face becoming darker, "W-What are you-?!"

Celmar could barely speak, much less move. His arms were on the ground, as tense as his muscles could contract. Celmaru's hands were placed upon the floor, his palms facing the ground. Between tiny fits of embarrassment, she spoke, albeit rather bluntly.

"You took it."

"....Wh-What?"

"You touched me....that was my first imprint."

"What are y-you t-talking about?"

"You took my virginity. You must take responsibility."

That was the last straw for Celmaru. Everything on his head except his teeth and hair became so red, you'd think this hybrid was a tomato. Attempting to creep away from the underside of this seaweed girl, Celmaru frantically squirmed in place, beginning to overthink more than he's ever though about anything in his life; even the Mathematics tests.

"What are y-you talking about?!? E-Explain, please!" Celmaru yelled, frantically removing himself from this female's backside, "I d-didn't do a-anything!"

The seaweed girl formed a small smile as she properly stood up, the smile disappearing as soon as it came. As she stood, she finally began answering the embarrassed hybrid's question.

"You touched me earlier, it was my first....imprint. You forcefully took my virginity away from me, and you must take responsibility. You now belong to me as my husband."

Celmaru could feel his entire body become warmer, this time not from anger. Husband?....Her "imprint"? Celmaru couldn't properly process all of this, he was too embarrassed to be able to pay his full attention to anything. Celmaru felt his eye twitch slightly as he tried to process anything that the girl had just said. Celmaru clutched his cranium, freaking out. He was only 22 years old, his parents married when they were 23, but Celmaru didn't feel any bit ready at all. Celmaru was shaking, trying to figure out what he had just done to...sentient seaweed. He looked at Ayumu, fear in his eyes, silently telling him "Why?!". Before Celmaru could attempt to say anything, she walked over to him, boldly clutching his arm, squeezing herself against his arm. Celmaru's arm immediately became overrun with goosebumps and veins. Celmaru himself stiffened up, extending himself to his full height. He wasn't used to anything like this, not throughout his entire life did he ever come into contact with a female that didn't despise him....or any one besides his Mother, for that matter.

"W-W-What are you doing?" Celmaru said weakly, looking over at the seaweed girl.

"I'm keeping hold of my husband. Am I doing it wrong?"

The girl looked at him with naive eyes, showing him her dark green eyes.

"Er.....uhh....."

"You seem tense, is my husband stressed man?"

"Can you not use the term "husband"?"

"No. It is who you are to me, what else could you be?"

"An acquaintance!?"

"That is a nice joke, husband."

"Gah!"

Celmaru's brain couldn't handle this excessive heat. It felt like it was going to melt. His face was beet red, to say the least. Becoming fed up with this girl's idea of marriage, Celmaru ignited his aura, ripping his arm away from her.

"Can you at l-least tell me y-your name?!"

".....Phae."

Sighing, finally progressing somewhere rational, Celmaru was relieved to find that she had a name in the first place. His aura faded as he held out his hand.

"Okay, thank you. My name is Celmaru Waterfield....its a...uh....pleasure...?....Meeting you, that is."

Finally attempting to relax, Celmaru held out his hand in a respectful greeting, hoping that Phae would follow suit, to fulfill this relatively normal handshake. Phae had different plans, however, as she seemingly gripped Celmaru's hand in a handshake. But when contact was made, she pulled him forward forcefully, pulling Celmaru closer to her.

"Uwah!" Celmaru exclaimed, surprised.

Celmaru felt a small pair of lips peck his cheek, dealing the final blow to him. Celmaru could've sworn he saw steam come out of his ears as he nearly passed out from embarrassment. Falling into Phae's arms as he nearly lost consciousness, he recovered almost immediately, bolting away from her as if she was a disease.

"Ayumu! Was this intended?!" Celmaru screamed, his face still red, "Is this to teach me somethi-!?"

Phae interrupted Celmaru as he nearly finished his sentence, as she pointed to Ayumu and Chinatsu.

"Is this Ayumu?"

"Yes, that is."

Phae leered at Ayumu, a fire erupting in her eyes. She stepped over to Celmaru and hugged him tightly, still looking over at Ayumu and Chinatsu.

"He is mine. You cannot take him."

"Wait, what?!"

"Same goes for you, cow."

"Don't just-!"

"Don't forget it, either of you."

"Augh!"

Celmaru couldn't stand his current position; the submissive husband of Phae: the seaweed girl. Celmaru's aura ignited again, this time more fiercely, once again ripping himself away from Phae, this time he was finally angry at Phae, rather than embarrassed.

"You can't just claim ownership over someone! Or proclaim marriage! The former is illegal on this planet!"

Veins appeared wherever visible on Celmaru's torso, signifying his distress. He was pushed around all the time as a child, but this was too much, even compared to then. Celmaru's blue-white aura flickered around him, slashing at the air around him.

"My my, it seems that my husband is a powerful man. That is comforting."

"Are you that dense!? I'm trying to tell you that what you're doing is unorthodox and potentially illegal!"

"Thank you, husband. You seemed so irritated before, now I can see that you look out for me already."

"You can't just materialize out of nowhere and accuse me of stealing your first! I can't believe you have the audacity to do so!"

"I would only tell you the truth, dear husband."

Screaming in frustration, he finally realized that normal conversation wouldn't help this scenario. Celmaru turned to Ayumu, beet red and angered....utterly enraged, even. This girl made of kelp simply showed up, boldly glomped him, and proclaimed him her husband....Celmaru wouldn't stand for it. He decided to ask the source, rather than the product, per se.

"Ayumu, you should start explaining now! I don't want to bring down this alternate dimension!"

Celmaru's hands were glowing, two red and white ki orbs forming out of anger. He'd never been so overwhelmingly irritated in his life, and his irritated state fed the ki spheres, letting them grow. Each orb grew a solid shade of red, sparking with power, and writhing against him, trying to force their way out of Celmaru's hands. His hands shaking, he calmed both of the orbs down, each turning into something different. Two white and red ki spheres were formed, and two deep red balls of fire remained. Holding each up like a Great Blast Crash, Celmaru lowered his hands to waist level, holding each sphere in his hands, awaiting an explosive impact.

"Husband, is that your Ki? Its quite pretty."

"H-...Huh?" Celmaru said, the spheres starting to fade.

"Oh, are you running low on your life energy? Let me remedy that."

As she finished her sentence, she lazily floated over towards Celmaru, flying behind him. She did something that even he didn't expect from her. She leaned up against Celmaru, pressing two specific globes against his back, while also using her hands to press against his shoulder blades, trying to find an output of Ki to unblock or open. Celmaru's aura immediately returned, lashing out in all directions like a bonfire. He truly didn't need any of her help with Ki outputs, but what she did just before had his face fluster. Phae continued to lean against him, embarrassing Celmaru once again.

"J-Just....stop!!!" Celmaru yelled, jumping away from Phae, "Can you at least tell me about yourself first?! You just showed up out of nowhere, and....do you seriously expect me to accept this?"

Celmaru, facing Phae awkwardly, awaited any answer from her....hoping for an explanation....but Celmaru truly hoped for one from Ayumu first.

Shocked at Ayumu's thunderous laughter, Celmaru felt powerless against what course these events took. His hands were shaking, a drop of sweat slid down his face. One thing led to another, Celmaru still paralyzed about what is transpiring, and now Phae had a last name; Waterfield.

"Ayumu!" Celmaru exclaimed, "Wh-....How-....Fuuuuh!?"

Celmaru had nearly lost the ability to properly speak English, he was just that shocked. A solid hue of red plastered across his face, Celmaru could only watch Ayumu toss Phae a pair of rings. She caught them perfectly, each landing in a separate palm. He noticed a small smile form on her face once more, this time it filled Celmaru with dread.

"Its over...I can't stop it anymore." Celmaru thought, his mood worsening.

Phae turned to face Celmaru, holding a single seaweed hand towards him. The item placed within her palm was golden....seaweed. A golden seaweed ring was in Phae's palm, shining brilliantly. Celmaru didn't want to even look at the ring, much less take it. Staring at the ring, Ayumu taunted him into taking it, assuming Celmaru was a "man to take responsibility". Not wanting to prove Ayumu wrong, despite what he's done, Celmaru took the ring. A whipping gust of wind passed by Phae's hand, and the ring disappeared. Celmaru's left hand was near his face, abruptly stopping in place, the ring within his palm now. The red hue still clearly visible on his facial expression, Celmaru hesitantly placed the ring on his left hand. He had trouble putting it on at first, but suddenly, the ring shifted to fit his ring size. Surprised at the ring's sudden shift, he looked over at Phae.

"....What is it husband? Does your ring fit well?"

"Of course it was her..." Celmaru thought, irritated at his embarrassment.

He closed his eyes briefly to clear his head of any visual distractions. Opening his eyes, he was facing Ayumu, whom of which was picking up a strangely designed book. Clenching his fists, Celmaru dreaded what he was about to say.

"Phae Waterfield and Celmaru Waterfield, You two shall be bonded till death do part, the bride may kiss the groom, because he is totally a tsundere for you! Just look at the positive reactions he is getting for you~" Ayumu stated the dreaded words.

Celmaru's single life was over....all because of a supposedly accepting elderly man. A ball and chain was placed, forever to be pinned to his ankles....by a seaweed girl, no less. Celmaru was shaking, hoping to punch something soon, at his full power. This day had gone nowhere near what Celmaru expected, or even wanted.

"Kami rest my Soul..." Celmaru thought, making a slient prayer.

As he prayed within his mind, Phae looked over at her newly wedded husband, a tiny smile still visible on her face. Phae stepped over to Celmaru, and once again clutched his arm, squeezing against it, comforted.

"I hope we may get along, husband."

"Oh, I wonder..."

"Does my husband have his head in the clouds?"

"I wish I did...."

"Why is that?"

"I wouldn't be here, then."

"You are quite enjoyable to be around husband, your jokes are very entertaining."

Both of his fists clenched again, this time from another feeling. A similar feeling from before was evident on his forearm now.....as soft as ever. The red hue becoming as solid as a rose, Celmaru's face ascended into "RSSJ" once more, this time he almost felt sick.

"Mother is going to freak out to no end....if not overjoyed..." Celmaru thought, clasping his forehead, "Let's hope for the former..."

Celmaru's thoughts were interrupted by Phae's proactive words, to Ayumu's enjoyment, and to Celmaru's dismay.

"You feel nice, husband."

"...H-Huh?"

"Your arm. It feels nice. Your muscles are nice and firm."

Celmaru never believed that he could create steam until today. Compliments, suggestive comments, her appearance as a whole, it all was uncomfortable and all too new for Celmaru. He couldn't fight back anymore, he could barely even say a word. He was defeated, but this time it was against Life, not against a typical opponent. Hanging his head in defeat, he signaled a silent white flag, telling Ayumu that he was victorious. Phae was now brushing against his left forearm, giving Celmau goosebumps again. Phae had noticed them, wondering what they signified.

"Husband, these bumps on your arm....are you cold? Let me warm you up."

Phae clutched the entire length of his arm, her body rubbing against small parts of his clothes and the entirety of his left arm. Celmaru's breathing began to pick up. In one of Celmaru's nostrils, he could only smell something coppery, like blood. Phae then stood on her toes, pecking Celmaru on the cheek with her tiny lips. Celmaru couldn't handle it anymore, he was embarrassed to the point of no return for the day, he had to escape. His body had a similar idea, with it's breathing increasing rapidly, but it was much more drastic; total shutdown. His eyes blanking out, Celmaru passed out, his face returning to his complexion's normal shade. Phae was almost forced to let go of Celmaru as he fell, unconscious.

"Oh dear, it seems that my husband has weak fortitude."

Phae knelt next to Celmaru, grasping his hand as he rested, his breathing in ragged gulps. His body was burning up, slowly returning to a normal person's temperature, instigating homeostasis. Celmaru's mind tried to regress to before this day even began, but to no avail. His body tried to reject any memory of Phae and anything related to her, as Celmaru considered her a bad memory. Nothing could change, nothing his body and subconscious attempted to do was interrupted by Phae's presence. Celmaru's left ring finger burned. Outside Celmaru's cranium, Phae readjusted Celmaru body, moving his head to her lap. His head resting upon her pale thighs, Phae gently brushed Celmaru's upstanding hair, curious of whom she had fallen for.

"My husband seems to be quite an interesting man. I hope he will wake up soon..."

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(PL is now 0, Celmaru is passed out, defenseless)

Celmaru, still unconscious, wasn't able to see or hear anything that was happening outside his mind. Phae however, was speaking to Ayumu, finally able to properly speak to him.

"Thank you, Ayumu. I humbly appreciate what you have done for me."

Holding Celmaru in her arms, she bowed lightly, careful not to drop her unconscious husband. The people nearby staring at the unconscious Saiyan, Phae tried to hide his face, holding him near her chest with an annoyed look on her face. For centuries Phae had watched over the Waterfield family, and out of all of the family members that she had seen over that time, Celmaru had intrigued her the most. Phae paid her proper respects once more, and turned to leave.

"I hope we get to properly speak to each other again soon, Ayumu. But now, I must attend to my husband's troubles, first."

Walking away from the stall, a plethora of people stared at Phae, curious as to why she was carrying a Saiyan male. Giving several people irritated stares, she moved along, past the sliding doors, and onto the street. Securely holding her newly wedded husband, Phae made an unnoticeable smile as she looked at his "sleeping" face. Looking at Celmaru's face, adjusting it near her bosom, as she pecked his face once again, finally (in some way) alone. Walking towards the current Waterfield home, Phae could only wonder as she stepped along the pavement.

".....I wonder what adventures I will experience with this man in the future..."