If I owned DBZ, Mirai Trunks would be mine,
Vegeta and Piccolo would belong to Arishia-chan,
Vegeta and a cloned Mirai Trunks would belong to Chibi Tenshi,
All versions of Cell, Dr. Gero, and the mirai jinzouningen
would all be subject to my siblings' tort- errr 'play'.
Taira would also be a canon character..... ^-^
But the above hasn't happened, and probably never will.
So DON'T SUE, because I DON'T CLAIM TO OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS FANFIC EXCEPT TAIRA AND ANY OTHERS I COME UP WITH. So there. :P
Enjoy!
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CHAPTER ONE
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The loneliness of nights alone
the search for strength to carry on
my every hope has seemed to die
my eyes had no more tears to cry...
"You have one minute." Taira's eyes widened.
"Starting now."
She turned and ran. She'd always been fast, but now she doubted her feet even touched the ground. Her mind counted off the seconds as she pushed herself faster. She didn't watch where she was going and ran into something that felt like a wall. She looked up into those cold blue eyes and her heart stopped.
'No!' her mind screamed. She stumbled to her feet and ran again, refusing to cry. No way. She could get away. Her brother had, twice. She could, too.
An arm shot out of nowhere and grabbed her, pulling her to the ground. She kicked out and someone grabbed her foot. She drew her legs up against herself, ready to kick harder. "Calm down," a soothing voice said.
Taira froze. The guy's voice wasn't that of the jinzouningen. She turned her head and saw black eyes. But they weren't cold. In fact, they were gentle. A blast struck the area and Taira clapped a hand over her mouth to block the scream. She'd hidden from the jinzouningen before. Without a second thought, she dove behind the young man that had caught her leg- and right onto someone else.
She rolled to the side and looked back. Her face flamed red when she caught the stunned look of a gorgeous blue- eyed teenage boy staring back at her. As if it were an afterthought, he too blushed. "Say, what happened?" Taira looked up at the first guy.
"Umm," she began, as her eyes filled with tears. "They killed my sister. And I got mad and hit the guy. He thought it was funny and told me to run."
"They?"
Taira nodded. "The- the jinzouningen," Both guys' eyes widened. "You- you hit Juunanagou??" the younger asked incredulously. "Well, if that's his name, hai." Another blast rocked the area and Taira instinctively covered her head. "Where are you?!" another male voice called.
Taira's blood froze. It was him, the murderer that had killed her sister. "Come out, chibi shoujo! You should know better than to try to hurt me! I'll rip you to pieces!" Taira began to shake. "Boy, you really ticked him off, ne?" Taira nodded nervously. She had known people that would think nothing of distracting the jinzouningen by putting her out into the street. Would these two be the same?
The older one stood. "Stay here, Trunks."
"But Gohan-san-"
"Iie, Trunks. They're really mad right now," The younger, Trunks, slumped slightly. "Don't worry, Trunks. I'll be back soon," With that, Gohan took off. Flying. Taira's eyes widened.
'Only jinzouningen can fly!' "Gohan-san is not a jinzouningen," Taira jumped before realizing she'd said it aloud. She looked at Trunks briefly before lowering her eyes. "Gomen nasai," she said softly.
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Trunks blinked. He hadn't meant to sound that harsh, and now the already- terrified girl looked ready to cry.
A sudden blast very close by caught them off guard and Taira was flung out into plain view. Almost automatically, Juuhachigou appeared. Trunks' breath caught in his throat as Juuhachi picked up the girl by the front of her shirt. Taira began to thrash around, trying to get free. Trunks jumped to his feet.
"Oi! Juunana! Look what I caught!" Juuhachi tossed the girl into the air and smirked. Just then, an orange blur whizzed by.
"Trunks! Catch!"
He looked up to see Gohan and the girl. Gohan dropped her and Trunks managed to react in time to catch the half- conscious girl before she hit the ground. Her eyes were shut tightly and she was barely breathing. "Hey, you okay?" he asked softly. She opened one eye slowly, then moaned. "I swear I've died and gone to heaven," she murmured. Trunks blinked a few times. "Um, no, you're still alive,"
She opened both eyes this time. "Darn," He set her down gently. "Ah, there you are," a feminine voice drawled. Trunks looked up into the cold gaze of Juuhachigou and his eyes narrowed. "Tell you what, kid. Let me have that girl and I'll let you live- for now,"
"In your dreams, jinzouningen," he snarled, powering up. Juuhachi raised an eyebrow. "So you want to fight? Good luck," From the corner of his eye, Trunks saw the girl start to back up. 'That's right, keep going. Run away from here,' As if she heard his thoughts, the black-haired girl turned and ran.
Juuhachigou raised a finger, aiming for the girl's back as she weaved around rubble and twisted metal, making for a fairly difficult target. Trunks powered up more and sent a ki blast directly at Juuhachigou, catching her off-guard. The jinzouningen stood back up, leveling her furious gaze on the demi- Saiya-jin. "You'll pay for that," she snarled, blurring out of sight.
The next instant Trunks was smashed into the ground from behind. Before he could even stand, a boot connected with his ribs and he was sent flying into the air. The blonde jinzouningen disappeared again and Trunks whipped around to barely block Juuhachigou's interlocked fists. The sheer force knocked him back several dozen feet, almost to the ground below. The next instant he was blocking as many hits from Juuhachi as he could, the two of them flashing in and out of sight faster than normal eyes could follow. Finally Juuhachigou struck him a direct blow that caused him to see nothing but blackness.
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Taira had seen the lavender-haired teenage boy hit the ground and not get up. A quick glance over her shoulder showed his companion still fighting the male jinzouningen, possibly unaware about his young friend's predicament. Taira took a deep breath, praying to Kami she'd live. There had to be a Kami somewhere, or she wouldn't be alive now.
So she left her well being to the upper deities and darted forward in short bursts. When she got to the impossibly huge crater, it took all her self-control not to break down in tears. 'Another one gone,' she thought miserably, wondering if he had any family left. He did have a friend, at least. Which was far more than she now had.
Taira was about to turn and run as the female jinzouningen appeared some fifty feet away, but movement in the crater made her stop. Quickly she leapt into the crater, landing in a crouch near the bottom. With some difficulty, she managed to hoist him to a more comfortable position, shuddering slightly when she felt a few ribs shift under her grip.
Slowly she dragged him to a nearly invisible hole in the debris, then ducked as the jinzouningen stalked by. How she missed them Taira couldn't comprehend, but she didn't care.
The boy, Trunks, stirred slightly and moaned in pain. Taira quickly clamped a hand over his mouth and held her breath, waiting to see if they'd be blasted. Nothing. She exhaled slowly and silently, a little at a time. No sense in pushing her luck any more than she already had.
Eventually the sounds of explosions died away and Taira wondered if the jinzouningen had moved on.
"Trunks??"
Taira looked up, tilting her head to one side and trying to discern how far away the voice was. "Gohan-san?!" she cried, using the name the lavender-haired teen at her feet had said and praying the jinzouningen really had left. A minute later a beaten Gohan appeared, looking around in Taria's general direction.
"Umm, sir? He's over here," A relieved expression crossed the young man's face and he hurried over to her. "Domo arigatou, miss," he said gratefully. Taira glanced briefly at the young man and wondered how he could possibly stand with all his injuries.
"Dou- Doushitano?" she asked carefully. "Hai," was the tired response. "I've been worse," "You're kidding," Taira mumured, taking a closer look at Gohan's burns. "You aren't normal, are you?" she asked, looking straight into his eyes.
"Umm, well, what do you mean?" he stammered. "I knew it," she breathed. "You're like my oniisan. . ." Gohan's eyebrows raised. "What's that mean?" "You aren't a normal human," she stated. ". . .Fine," Gohan finally sighed. Taira smiled. "Nice to meet you, Gohan-san. My name is Taira, and I owe you and your friend majorly. What say I clean those for you?"
Gohan blinked, then looked down somewhat sheepishly. "That'd be really nice, I guess," "Okay. Do you think you can walk a ways?" Gohan nodded and knelt to lift the still-unconscious Trunks. "Are you sure you can carry him?" Taira asked doubtfully. Her question was answered as the young man easily hoisted his companion onto his shoulder.
"Um, okay. There's an open pipe about a quarter of a mile away from here that I use, and some plants that'll help with the healing process," Gohan nodded and they began walking.
Vegeta and Piccolo would belong to Arishia-chan,
Vegeta and a cloned Mirai Trunks would belong to Chibi Tenshi,
All versions of Cell, Dr. Gero, and the mirai jinzouningen
would all be subject to my siblings' tort- errr 'play'.
Taira would also be a canon character..... ^-^
But the above hasn't happened, and probably never will.
So DON'T SUE, because I DON'T CLAIM TO OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS FANFIC EXCEPT TAIRA AND ANY OTHERS I COME UP WITH. So there. :P
Enjoy!
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CHAPTER ONE
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The loneliness of nights alone
the search for strength to carry on
my every hope has seemed to die
my eyes had no more tears to cry...
"You have one minute." Taira's eyes widened.
"Starting now."
She turned and ran. She'd always been fast, but now she doubted her feet even touched the ground. Her mind counted off the seconds as she pushed herself faster. She didn't watch where she was going and ran into something that felt like a wall. She looked up into those cold blue eyes and her heart stopped.
'No!' her mind screamed. She stumbled to her feet and ran again, refusing to cry. No way. She could get away. Her brother had, twice. She could, too.
An arm shot out of nowhere and grabbed her, pulling her to the ground. She kicked out and someone grabbed her foot. She drew her legs up against herself, ready to kick harder. "Calm down," a soothing voice said.
Taira froze. The guy's voice wasn't that of the jinzouningen. She turned her head and saw black eyes. But they weren't cold. In fact, they were gentle. A blast struck the area and Taira clapped a hand over her mouth to block the scream. She'd hidden from the jinzouningen before. Without a second thought, she dove behind the young man that had caught her leg- and right onto someone else.
She rolled to the side and looked back. Her face flamed red when she caught the stunned look of a gorgeous blue- eyed teenage boy staring back at her. As if it were an afterthought, he too blushed. "Say, what happened?" Taira looked up at the first guy.
"Umm," she began, as her eyes filled with tears. "They killed my sister. And I got mad and hit the guy. He thought it was funny and told me to run."
"They?"
Taira nodded. "The- the jinzouningen," Both guys' eyes widened. "You- you hit Juunanagou??" the younger asked incredulously. "Well, if that's his name, hai." Another blast rocked the area and Taira instinctively covered her head. "Where are you?!" another male voice called.
Taira's blood froze. It was him, the murderer that had killed her sister. "Come out, chibi shoujo! You should know better than to try to hurt me! I'll rip you to pieces!" Taira began to shake. "Boy, you really ticked him off, ne?" Taira nodded nervously. She had known people that would think nothing of distracting the jinzouningen by putting her out into the street. Would these two be the same?
The older one stood. "Stay here, Trunks."
"But Gohan-san-"
"Iie, Trunks. They're really mad right now," The younger, Trunks, slumped slightly. "Don't worry, Trunks. I'll be back soon," With that, Gohan took off. Flying. Taira's eyes widened.
'Only jinzouningen can fly!' "Gohan-san is not a jinzouningen," Taira jumped before realizing she'd said it aloud. She looked at Trunks briefly before lowering her eyes. "Gomen nasai," she said softly.
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Trunks blinked. He hadn't meant to sound that harsh, and now the already- terrified girl looked ready to cry.
A sudden blast very close by caught them off guard and Taira was flung out into plain view. Almost automatically, Juuhachigou appeared. Trunks' breath caught in his throat as Juuhachi picked up the girl by the front of her shirt. Taira began to thrash around, trying to get free. Trunks jumped to his feet.
"Oi! Juunana! Look what I caught!" Juuhachi tossed the girl into the air and smirked. Just then, an orange blur whizzed by.
"Trunks! Catch!"
He looked up to see Gohan and the girl. Gohan dropped her and Trunks managed to react in time to catch the half- conscious girl before she hit the ground. Her eyes were shut tightly and she was barely breathing. "Hey, you okay?" he asked softly. She opened one eye slowly, then moaned. "I swear I've died and gone to heaven," she murmured. Trunks blinked a few times. "Um, no, you're still alive,"
She opened both eyes this time. "Darn," He set her down gently. "Ah, there you are," a feminine voice drawled. Trunks looked up into the cold gaze of Juuhachigou and his eyes narrowed. "Tell you what, kid. Let me have that girl and I'll let you live- for now,"
"In your dreams, jinzouningen," he snarled, powering up. Juuhachi raised an eyebrow. "So you want to fight? Good luck," From the corner of his eye, Trunks saw the girl start to back up. 'That's right, keep going. Run away from here,' As if she heard his thoughts, the black-haired girl turned and ran.
Juuhachigou raised a finger, aiming for the girl's back as she weaved around rubble and twisted metal, making for a fairly difficult target. Trunks powered up more and sent a ki blast directly at Juuhachigou, catching her off-guard. The jinzouningen stood back up, leveling her furious gaze on the demi- Saiya-jin. "You'll pay for that," she snarled, blurring out of sight.
The next instant Trunks was smashed into the ground from behind. Before he could even stand, a boot connected with his ribs and he was sent flying into the air. The blonde jinzouningen disappeared again and Trunks whipped around to barely block Juuhachigou's interlocked fists. The sheer force knocked him back several dozen feet, almost to the ground below. The next instant he was blocking as many hits from Juuhachi as he could, the two of them flashing in and out of sight faster than normal eyes could follow. Finally Juuhachigou struck him a direct blow that caused him to see nothing but blackness.
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Taira had seen the lavender-haired teenage boy hit the ground and not get up. A quick glance over her shoulder showed his companion still fighting the male jinzouningen, possibly unaware about his young friend's predicament. Taira took a deep breath, praying to Kami she'd live. There had to be a Kami somewhere, or she wouldn't be alive now.
So she left her well being to the upper deities and darted forward in short bursts. When she got to the impossibly huge crater, it took all her self-control not to break down in tears. 'Another one gone,' she thought miserably, wondering if he had any family left. He did have a friend, at least. Which was far more than she now had.
Taira was about to turn and run as the female jinzouningen appeared some fifty feet away, but movement in the crater made her stop. Quickly she leapt into the crater, landing in a crouch near the bottom. With some difficulty, she managed to hoist him to a more comfortable position, shuddering slightly when she felt a few ribs shift under her grip.
Slowly she dragged him to a nearly invisible hole in the debris, then ducked as the jinzouningen stalked by. How she missed them Taira couldn't comprehend, but she didn't care.
The boy, Trunks, stirred slightly and moaned in pain. Taira quickly clamped a hand over his mouth and held her breath, waiting to see if they'd be blasted. Nothing. She exhaled slowly and silently, a little at a time. No sense in pushing her luck any more than she already had.
Eventually the sounds of explosions died away and Taira wondered if the jinzouningen had moved on.
"Trunks??"
Taira looked up, tilting her head to one side and trying to discern how far away the voice was. "Gohan-san?!" she cried, using the name the lavender-haired teen at her feet had said and praying the jinzouningen really had left. A minute later a beaten Gohan appeared, looking around in Taria's general direction.
"Umm, sir? He's over here," A relieved expression crossed the young man's face and he hurried over to her. "Domo arigatou, miss," he said gratefully. Taira glanced briefly at the young man and wondered how he could possibly stand with all his injuries.
"Dou- Doushitano?" she asked carefully. "Hai," was the tired response. "I've been worse," "You're kidding," Taira mumured, taking a closer look at Gohan's burns. "You aren't normal, are you?" she asked, looking straight into his eyes.
"Umm, well, what do you mean?" he stammered. "I knew it," she breathed. "You're like my oniisan. . ." Gohan's eyebrows raised. "What's that mean?" "You aren't a normal human," she stated. ". . .Fine," Gohan finally sighed. Taira smiled. "Nice to meet you, Gohan-san. My name is Taira, and I owe you and your friend majorly. What say I clean those for you?"
Gohan blinked, then looked down somewhat sheepishly. "That'd be really nice, I guess," "Okay. Do you think you can walk a ways?" Gohan nodded and knelt to lift the still-unconscious Trunks. "Are you sure you can carry him?" Taira asked doubtfully. Her question was answered as the young man easily hoisted his companion onto his shoulder.
"Um, okay. There's an open pipe about a quarter of a mile away from here that I use, and some plants that'll help with the healing process," Gohan nodded and they began walking.