A/N
Yay! Okay, this is a rewritten version of 'Midnight' if any of you read the original story. I edited the story and added some good stuff! With that said, I do not own any DBZ characters (sadly). This is an alternate universe kinda, since Chi Chi isn't in the story (sorry, she has past on!) therefore neither is Goten (never existed!). A proper timeline would be after the first Frieza encounter. That doesn't make much sence with Gohan's and Trunk's ages, but like I said, Alternate universe! Okay, that covers all of my bases so on with the story!
PS. All reveiws welcomed!
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From a foggy distance,
her eyes haunted him. Those cornflower blue eyes have been in every
dream for the last fifteen years. They seemed so innocent, but they
held so many secrets. Who she really was, were she came from, and how
long she had been running from Death. There was never a face to match
the eyes, nor a body. Which is for the better, considering the mere
sight of her triggered emotions and reactions he couldn't explain
to his wife.
Dreams turn into flashes of the past as Vegeta
recalls the first time he laid eyes on Echo. He had never seen a
woman quite like that before. She was as strong as a Sayian warrior,
yet as beautiful as a nymph. He had wanted her the moment he saw her.
Who would deny the Sayian Prince? She did, because he wasn't the
first to notice her beauty. His toughest opponent, and the only other
living Sayian, Kakorot.
But Echo couldn't deny him that one
night. He didn't force her…He saved her! She was weakened from
their last enemy, and she was alone. Vegeta found her and took her to
safety. Who was he to question why Echo was kissing his neck, when
just the other day she told him to go to Hell? It wasn't until mid
climax, when she shouted Kakorot's Earth name, did he realize she
was delusional.
That fool doesn't deserve her! Vegeta was giving
her the best ride in her existence, and it was Goku who she
credited.
As Vegeta's mind is focusing on Goku, the dreamy
background tints red with fury. His concentration on the clueless
Sayian increases, but it is soon broken. The eyes in his dream blink
with tears once. Thoughts of Goku cease. The eyes blink once more.
Slowly the lids start to reopen to show blazing red eyes.
Vegeta
sits straight up in his bed, waking abruptly.
Who eyes did those belong to?
He is breathing fast and deep. He looks down to his right and sees Bulma still sleeping. He looks past her toward the alarm clock.
4:15am. I over slept.
Vegeta
quietly slides out of bed. He grabs a pair of shorts from the floor
and dresses in the dark. He leaves the bedroom and walks down the
dimly lit corridor. As he approaches another bedroom, he swings open
the door hard enough to make a loud "thud" sound as the handle
hits the wall. Trunks immediately sat up, obviously shaken.
"You've
slept long enough. It's time to train."
Trunks yawns as he
looks at the time.
"Aw dad, can't I sleep in just once this
summer?"
"Do NOT talk back to me!" Vegeta shouts.
Trunks
lowers his head.
"I'm sorry, father."
Vegeta turns
towards the door.
"If we finish in time, we can go to the
picnic."
Trunks raises his head, eyes gleaming.
"The picnic
with all the Z Fighters?"
Vegeta nods his head once. Trunks
let's out a squeal of delight. Vegeta winces.
"I said if we
finish in time. Now suit up and meet me in the training room."
There
was no way around it. Vegeta knew this. Bulma had been complaining
for the last two months that she wanted to catch up with her friends.
When she caught wind of this get together, she practically demanded
that they all go. Telling an Earth woman 'no because I said so and
I am the man' was a lot different then telling a Sayian woman. Go
figure.
Vegeta went straight to the gravity controls to make the
air denser. In the back of his mind, he couldn't help but think
what an awful idea this was.
And just WHO were those eyes in my dream? What does it mean?
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"I
will NOT go easy on you, so stop whining!" Vegeta shouts as he
forms a power ball in his palms and releases it directly at his son.
Trunks successfully dodges the attack, but fails to notice his
father's hidden move. Vegeta grabs both of Trunks hands behind his
back and performs a double kick. The force of the blow forces Trunks
to smash into the far wall.
"I'm NOT whining, we've been training for hours. I just don't
see why you have to treat these sessions like it's life or death or
something." Trunks groans.
Vegeta stalks toward him. "Because
one of these days it very well could mean life or death."
Trunks
rubs his head as he tries to stand on his feet. He kneels at first
before giving himself the last push he needed to get off the floor.
He exhales as he jumps up, but at that same moment, the gravitational
pressure is released, causing Trunks to over exert and hit his head
on the ceiling.
"OUCH!" Trunks exclaims as he cradles his
head.
Vegeta looks over to the opened door.
"Bulma, what are
you doing?"
Bulma rushes over to her son with an icepack.
"I
came prepared this time." She soothes.
She looks only at
Vegeta. "You both have time for a quick shower before we leave for
the picnic."
Vegeta closes his eyes and takes a few breaths
before opening them again. Bulma's gave is still fixated on
him.
Guess I'm not winning this one.
Vegeta walks out of
the room without saying a word. Bulma and Trunks follow with their
eyes. When he is out of sight, Trunks stands up.
"Can't you do
something about him, mom? I only have a month left before school
starts and the way dad trains, I'll be dead before I ever
graduate!"
Bulma sighs. "I try my best, Trunks. You know I
do."
Trunks walks away from his mother, heading toward the
door.
Without turning around, he waves one hand in the air. "Yeah,
I know."
