TITLE: Finale
AUTOHR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show.
Chapter 2
Echo sighed quietly, sitting down on her bed. It had taken quite a while to clean up their house, so all of them were tired. Yet, as tired as she was, she felt wide-awake. What was going on? She was too on edge.
"Echo, come on. You need some sleep." Gohan gently pushed her down onto the bed, laying down with her. He pressed kisses along her neck, trying to get her to relax. She could feel what he wanted, and turned over to face him.
Cut it out. You know we need rest. After all, it could take a while to recover from the suspended animation.
Cut what out? Gohan sounded completely innocent, like he always had. This was a family trait, as he shared that with his father and younger brother.
Echo sighed. It was hard to keep him in line when he acted that way.
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Lana pushed her hair out of her face, continuing to stare up into the sky. She could feel that the evil they'd faced five years ago wasn't through with them yet. Her senses were tingling, alerting her to the danger they'd soon be facing. But, it wasn't only the Dynasty, yet a darker force. A force seeking revenge for the deaths of relations.
Suddenly, a blanket was draped over her shoulders. "Come inside before you get sick."
"Juunana, I'm a saiya-jin, for Kami's sake. There isn't much that would make me sick." Lana declared. He didn't listen to her, and pulled her to her feet. She followed him inside, a little bewildered. Juunana wasn't letting her go. What did he have in mind?
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Ryo lay with Mia(don't forget, they did get married), looking at her with a gentle light in his eyes. He kept his arms wrapped around her, in an attempt to protect her from the dangers of the world. She woke quietly, and looked into his face.
"It's happening again."
"A craving for raspberries, huh? Don't worry, I won't let you go after them."
She relaxed into his arms again, not worried about it anymore. He wasn't going to let her aggravate her allergies.
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Goku looked over at his sleeping wife, holding onto her gently. So many things have happened since we first met. I won't leave her alone again. He lay back down, making it easier upon himself to keep Chichi from awakening. Sleep came over him, but he didn't relax his hold on her.
She woke, startled by the dream she'd just had. What is going on? I think that may have been a side effect of what happened to us. There's no way that I could have been that girl. Chichi shifted slightly, startled that her husband was still holding onto her. This is odd. I would have never expected him to keep holding me like that. But, before, the amount of pressure he's using would have hurt. Was that dream a reality?
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Vegeta looked at Bulma in concern. Earlier, she had slapped him, yelling something incoherent. Now, she slept quietly, but her expression was tainted with remembrance. What was going on with her? Suddenly, she started struggling, muttering under her breath. She was refusing to believe what she was hearing in her dream.
He shook her. "Wake up!" Her eyes flew open, and she was panting in shock. "What is wrong with you?"
"I had a weird dream." Bulma blinked in surprise when he put his arms around her. His presence was comforting to her, causing her to relax. The tension drained from her body, allowing sleep to claim her again.
AUTOHR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show.
Chapter 2
Echo sighed quietly, sitting down on her bed. It had taken quite a while to clean up their house, so all of them were tired. Yet, as tired as she was, she felt wide-awake. What was going on? She was too on edge.
"Echo, come on. You need some sleep." Gohan gently pushed her down onto the bed, laying down with her. He pressed kisses along her neck, trying to get her to relax. She could feel what he wanted, and turned over to face him.
Cut it out. You know we need rest. After all, it could take a while to recover from the suspended animation.
Cut what out? Gohan sounded completely innocent, like he always had. This was a family trait, as he shared that with his father and younger brother.
Echo sighed. It was hard to keep him in line when he acted that way.
~
Lana pushed her hair out of her face, continuing to stare up into the sky. She could feel that the evil they'd faced five years ago wasn't through with them yet. Her senses were tingling, alerting her to the danger they'd soon be facing. But, it wasn't only the Dynasty, yet a darker force. A force seeking revenge for the deaths of relations.
Suddenly, a blanket was draped over her shoulders. "Come inside before you get sick."
"Juunana, I'm a saiya-jin, for Kami's sake. There isn't much that would make me sick." Lana declared. He didn't listen to her, and pulled her to her feet. She followed him inside, a little bewildered. Juunana wasn't letting her go. What did he have in mind?
~
Ryo lay with Mia(don't forget, they did get married), looking at her with a gentle light in his eyes. He kept his arms wrapped around her, in an attempt to protect her from the dangers of the world. She woke quietly, and looked into his face.
"It's happening again."
"A craving for raspberries, huh? Don't worry, I won't let you go after them."
She relaxed into his arms again, not worried about it anymore. He wasn't going to let her aggravate her allergies.
~
Goku looked over at his sleeping wife, holding onto her gently. So many things have happened since we first met. I won't leave her alone again. He lay back down, making it easier upon himself to keep Chichi from awakening. Sleep came over him, but he didn't relax his hold on her.
She woke, startled by the dream she'd just had. What is going on? I think that may have been a side effect of what happened to us. There's no way that I could have been that girl. Chichi shifted slightly, startled that her husband was still holding onto her. This is odd. I would have never expected him to keep holding me like that. But, before, the amount of pressure he's using would have hurt. Was that dream a reality?
~
Vegeta looked at Bulma in concern. Earlier, she had slapped him, yelling something incoherent. Now, she slept quietly, but her expression was tainted with remembrance. What was going on with her? Suddenly, she started struggling, muttering under her breath. She was refusing to believe what she was hearing in her dream.
He shook her. "Wake up!" Her eyes flew open, and she was panting in shock. "What is wrong with you?"
"I had a weird dream." Bulma blinked in surprise when he put his arms around her. His presence was comforting to her, causing her to relax. The tension drained from her body, allowing sleep to claim her again.
