Disclaimer: I do not own any of the original DBZ characters mentioned in
this story. The belong to Tori-sama, as far as I know...I wish I did own
poor Juu-kun, though..-_-;; Oh well. I have my own char to put up with.
Fate: *twitch/glare*
*sigh* Oh well. This is my FIRST attempt at a fanfiction that I Actually intend on finishing. I just hope that the people who own FanFiction.Net don't get mad at me...;; I am naughty when it comes to Juu-kun...oh well. Without futher a-due, here's my lame story that I have attempted at 3:00 in the morning.
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Trunks moaned deeply as he entered his house, throwing his backpack off of his shoulders and to the side, whimpering deep into his sore throat. It had only been minutes since he had taken off from school, caught in an arguement over who liked this one girl more. He hated it, and most definately couldn't stand it anymore. He was quite thankful that it was the weekend.
He slowly shoved off of the wall and slammed the door shut, glad to hear his mother, Bulma, to yell at him, other than someone else at school. He loved it at home, no matter how many times his mother and father yelled at him...though, he did hate it when they yelled at each other.
He slowly started off to his room, walking past the kitchen, only to be stopped before he could make it 3 yards in front of his door by his little sister, Bra, dressed in her normal 'daily' clothes that she wore when she was going out with anyone that weekend. She opened her arms widely, noting to him silently that she deserved a little more attention. Trunks only smiled and wrapped his large arms around her smaller figure, engulfing her in a bear hug before letting her fall back into her standing position.
"Who are you going out with, THIS time, sis..?" he replied, slightly out of a normal view of her, starring past her and at the door to his room. His 'adorable', little sister only smiled, and let the name roll right off her tounge and through Trunks' ears. "Goten."
Trunks' gaze snapped, as he turned to her, his eyes shocked and angered at the same time. "What do you mean?!" he narrowed his eyes then he grinned, catching onto her devious little plan. Bra just smiled, giggled, and took off around her brother and to the front door, Trunks soon to hear their mom give her little girl kisses and hugs goodbye for the evening, or mabye even, the night.
He yawned lightly, covering his mouth as he entered his shadowed room, he didn't bother to turn the light on, or hang up his jacket when he took it of, only dicreguarding it to the small pile of clothes that was seeming to build at the entrance of his room. Trunks yawned once again, pushing the door to his room shut and collapsing on his bed, only to stare at the ceiling, thinking, and just wishing that he could fall asleep, and never wake up.
Little did poor, innocent Trunks know what was watching him outside his window; something that had been watching him in the shadows of Trunks' entire life. something that would soon become his greatest memory, as he starts to remember his old nightmare that seems to have re-surfaced and come to life...once again...
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Gahh. I know how much that most likely sucks. ; I hope it was good enough for all you people out there. I want R/R, because, I need to know if I'm doing anythng wrong, or if I'm doing anything good. I know, this IS going to become a lemon..lime..I dunno, something of the sort, SOON. Non-yaoi, please dun hurt me...*hides under pillow*
Fate: *twitch/glare*
*sigh* Oh well. This is my FIRST attempt at a fanfiction that I Actually intend on finishing. I just hope that the people who own FanFiction.Net don't get mad at me...;; I am naughty when it comes to Juu-kun...oh well. Without futher a-due, here's my lame story that I have attempted at 3:00 in the morning.
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Trunks moaned deeply as he entered his house, throwing his backpack off of his shoulders and to the side, whimpering deep into his sore throat. It had only been minutes since he had taken off from school, caught in an arguement over who liked this one girl more. He hated it, and most definately couldn't stand it anymore. He was quite thankful that it was the weekend.
He slowly shoved off of the wall and slammed the door shut, glad to hear his mother, Bulma, to yell at him, other than someone else at school. He loved it at home, no matter how many times his mother and father yelled at him...though, he did hate it when they yelled at each other.
He slowly started off to his room, walking past the kitchen, only to be stopped before he could make it 3 yards in front of his door by his little sister, Bra, dressed in her normal 'daily' clothes that she wore when she was going out with anyone that weekend. She opened her arms widely, noting to him silently that she deserved a little more attention. Trunks only smiled and wrapped his large arms around her smaller figure, engulfing her in a bear hug before letting her fall back into her standing position.
"Who are you going out with, THIS time, sis..?" he replied, slightly out of a normal view of her, starring past her and at the door to his room. His 'adorable', little sister only smiled, and let the name roll right off her tounge and through Trunks' ears. "Goten."
Trunks' gaze snapped, as he turned to her, his eyes shocked and angered at the same time. "What do you mean?!" he narrowed his eyes then he grinned, catching onto her devious little plan. Bra just smiled, giggled, and took off around her brother and to the front door, Trunks soon to hear their mom give her little girl kisses and hugs goodbye for the evening, or mabye even, the night.
He yawned lightly, covering his mouth as he entered his shadowed room, he didn't bother to turn the light on, or hang up his jacket when he took it of, only dicreguarding it to the small pile of clothes that was seeming to build at the entrance of his room. Trunks yawned once again, pushing the door to his room shut and collapsing on his bed, only to stare at the ceiling, thinking, and just wishing that he could fall asleep, and never wake up.
Little did poor, innocent Trunks know what was watching him outside his window; something that had been watching him in the shadows of Trunks' entire life. something that would soon become his greatest memory, as he starts to remember his old nightmare that seems to have re-surfaced and come to life...once again...
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Gahh. I know how much that most likely sucks. ; I hope it was good enough for all you people out there. I want R/R, because, I need to know if I'm doing anythng wrong, or if I'm doing anything good. I know, this IS going to become a lemon..lime..I dunno, something of the sort, SOON. Non-yaoi, please dun hurt me...*hides under pillow*