A/N- This story takes place in the Future Timeline in Dragon Ball Z. Sakura Kinomoto is from Card Captor Sakura (duh!). There is an original character, Minami Shinju (which means something like 'Pearl from the South', I think), who, incidentally, falls for a certain jinzouningen.....
Disclaimer- I do not own DBZ, Card Captor Sakura, or this Mad Cow. (Moo! Moo! Moo, I said MOO! Moo, dammit!) Actually I do, but not the other two! (Moo you to Moo, you Moo-ing sonofa-MOO!)
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Four Corners Chapter 1
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"KAAAAAAA....MMMEEEEEEEEE......HAAAAAAAAA......MEEEEEEEEE..."
"GOOOOOOOOOO-HAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!! TIME TO COME IIII-IIIIN!"
Gohan winced. His mother was still after him to be a good little boy.....even though he was nineteen.
"IN A SECOND, 'KAA-SAN!"
"Gohan!"
"Hold on!"
Gohan gritted his teeth. Trunks and Bulma watched, Trunks in awe, Bulma in dismay. Gohan was a bad influence on her son.
"MEEEEEEEEE.............HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The power flowed out of his fingers and tore across the already decimated landscape.
Sakura watched in horror as a ball of power charged towards her. She screamed, and tried to get out of the way.
Trunks heard the scream. "Gohan, I think you hit someone!"
Gohan paled. "Oh, no."
He took off towards where Trunks was pointing. Chichi ran out of the house, startled.
Sakura was vaguely aware of the cold cloth on her forehead, and the quiet voices around her.
First, an admonishing female voice. "Now, see where all that fighting nonsense gets you, Gohan?"
Then, a deep, sweet boy's voice, almost completely into manhood. "Mom, I didn't mean to hurt her, really! I didn't sense anyone around!"
Another femanine voice, this one worried. "Do you think she could be an android?"
A hard, cold boy's voice, maybe a young teen. "I doubt that. The androids are much more powerful. That level attack wouldn't hurt them this badly."
Sakura opened her eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the light. "Wh-where am I?"
A black-haired woman, the one who had spoken first, smiled tensely. "Capsule Corporation. My son, Gohan, was training, showing off to Buruma's son Trunks, and let off one of his father's signature attacks. By the way, I'm Chichi. Who might you be?"
"S-Sakura."
"Sakura who?"
Sakura blushed. "I...I don't know. I don't remember.......anything. I just...I lost my memories a long time ago."
"When?"
"Th-the day the cyborgs attacked. Why?"
Buruma, who was a woman in her thirties with shoulder-length aqua hair and glittering blue eyes, grinned. "Probably post-traumatic syndrome. A lot of people suffer from it. It's a way of blocking out a bad experience. Unfortunatly, sometimes it blocks out a lot of other things."
Gohan sighed. He was tall, well-built, and had raven hair and ebony eyes. "Yeah, well, those kaijuu certainly are traumatic enough."
"K-kaijuu?"
"Hai. Monsters."
Sakura shivered, her mind racing. She shook her head.
"Sakura-san? Daijoubu ka?"
She looked up at the sound of the cold voice. She met the deep, painful gaze of a young boy about her age. He had the same blue eyes of his mother, only less old and more distant, and lavander hair. He frowned. "Sakura-san?"
"H-hai. Daijoubu."
"You looked kind of sick."
"Just...kaijuu...sounds familiar...but not in a mean way...sort of teasing....a boy, older than me....black hair, I think. He's tall.....he can see things...calls me a monster, but smiles when he does......and...and......oh, I hate it when this happens! I wish I'd just either remember it all or go back to how I was last year!"
Trunks bit his lip. "Maybe...the guy's your brother or something."
"Maybe. I don't know."
Gohan looked upset. "Hey, Sakura-san, I'm really-"
"Just Sakura. No one ever calls me Sakura-san."
"Okay, Sakura. I'm really sorry I hit you, I really didn't know why I couldn't sense you."
"I don't, either. I just know that whenever I'm around the jinzouningen, they can't sense me, either. Maybe you're right, maybe I am jinzouningen. Maybe that's why I can't remember."
Buruma frowned. "I could run a few tests, I guess."
Sakura looked up, eyes wide. "Honto?"
"Hai! It shouldn't take too long. Come with me!"
Chichi sighed loudly. "Oh, no! She's going to get some food in her stomach first!"
Sakura smiled. She felt like she was..........home.
Juu-nana-gou growled in frusteration as his sister dragged him into the nearest clothing store. They walked up to a terrified store clerk.
"Excuse me, but where are the women's clothes?"
"Er...r-r-r-ight.....right over there! Ma'am!"
"Why, thank-you."
Juu-nana-gou was just falling asleep on the bench outside the dressing room, when the door to the store banged open. He jerked up. 'Was it that Son kid? Or the purple-haired baka?'
But it was neither. In front of him, furious, was a young girl, about nineteen, crouched in a fighting position. Her lime green hair, cut to her shoulders, was covered by a backwards, black baseball cap with a picture of a lightning bolt on it. Her blood-red eyes, filled with hate and disgust, pierced him through and through. Her tight, lime green bikini top, black jean shorts, and black leather jacket (which was quickly tossed to the floor) accented her curves and surrounding aura perfectly. She glared at him, her black-painted lips moving tightly as she spoke in low, threatening tones.
"What are you staring at, you useless, outdated piece of tinfoil?"
Juu-nana raised and eyebrow, crossing his arms. "You. You look rather rediculous, dressed like that, trying to diss me. You're just another punk who thinks she's tough."
"Thinks? Buddy, I KNOW I'm tough, and I mean to prove it."
"Oh? How?"
She smirked, and the sight of such an expression on her face stunned him. She looked like an easygoing type, one who smiles gently, and laughs loudly. Not smirking.
Without another word, she lunged.
Shinju gritted her teeth as he easily dodged her first blow. Oh, well. She'd just have to speed up a bit.
She did, and watched in satisfaction as he failed to dodge most of her blows. He took them pretty well, but she could see that he was slightly in pain.
Then, he hit her.
She felt the pain radiate from her shoulder. It was probably broken. No matter, she could manage without it. She swept his feet out from under him and pinned him on his back. She held down his legs with hers, and pinned his hands over his head. He struggled a bit. A laugh came from behind her.
"Really, Juu-nana, losing to a girl. How pathetic."
Shinju felt herself lifted off the cyborg boy below her. She was tossed lightly, and a foot connected with her back, sending her flying into the wall. And through it.
She jumped up immediatly, surprising the two jinzouningen slightly. Juu-hachi cocked an eyebrow. "Well, well. So the squirt has some spunk."
Juu-nana growled. "I didn't need your help, Juu-hachi. I can handle this punk on my own."
"Fine. Besides....two against one isn't FAIR."
While they were distracted, Shinju lunged. Juu-nana moved to block, but her fist connected with his nose, sending him flying backwards and into the checkout counter. He grunted in pain, something he'd never really experienced before.
"That's it, kid. You're dead."
He lunged.
Gohan gasped. "What the-.....I'm sensing a huge power level......Trunks, come on!"
"Right!"
Shinju let her gaze flicker to the two new arrivals. They were powered up. She snorted, and voiced her opinion. "Good Lord, have you two actually been fighting these guys?"
Juu-hachi nodded. Shinju wrinkled her nose. "That's pathetic! And you haven't killed them yet?"
Juu-nana bit his cheek to keep from hissing in pain. He tried to steady his voice. "No. That would....ruin our fun."
"Fun? FUN? You call beating on two helpless little kids with nearly no power levels fun?"
"Yes, it is."
"Really? Is that why you haven't beaten them? Or is it because you're afraid?"
Juu-nana snorted. "Why should we be afraid of them?"
"Not of them; you're scared of fighting someone on your level. You're such cowards. Afraid of pain. Tch."
Juu-nana gritted his teeth. "That's enough out of you, punk. Now, are we gonna fight, or not?"
Gohan and Trunks watched in awe as the strange girl beat the horrible cyborg near to death.
"I'll...I'll....kill...you....bitch..."
Shinju snorted. "Oh? Really? 'Cause I don't see that happening...Juu-nana."
She embedded her fist in his stomach. As he double over, she leaned close and whispered in his ear.
"I'll see you again, ne? I'm looking forward to it."
Then she kissed him on the cheek, and dashed off, dissapearing.
Juu-nana fell over, unconcious.
Sakura sighed as Buruma typed on her laptop. "Oh my....oh MY....."
"What is it?"
Suddenly, Buruma gasped. "I-iie...it can't be...."
She turned to Sakura. "You...You ARE jinzouningen!"
END CHAPTER 1:
What will happen to Sakura, now that Buruma knows her true identity? Is Sakura evil? And why did this Shinju KISS Juu-nana-gou? Is she crazy? Inhuman? Both? And who will Sakura be paired with? You choose! Send feedback....'cuz I need to decide!
Will it be Gohan or Trunks?
So write me, k? Baibai!
Juunanaz Gal
Disclaimer- I do not own DBZ, Card Captor Sakura, or this Mad Cow. (Moo! Moo! Moo, I said MOO! Moo, dammit!) Actually I do, but not the other two! (Moo you to Moo, you Moo-ing sonofa-MOO!)
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Four Corners Chapter 1
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"KAAAAAAA....MMMEEEEEEEEE......HAAAAAAAAA......MEEEEEEEEE..."
"GOOOOOOOOOO-HAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!! TIME TO COME IIII-IIIIN!"
Gohan winced. His mother was still after him to be a good little boy.....even though he was nineteen.
"IN A SECOND, 'KAA-SAN!"
"Gohan!"
"Hold on!"
Gohan gritted his teeth. Trunks and Bulma watched, Trunks in awe, Bulma in dismay. Gohan was a bad influence on her son.
"MEEEEEEEEE.............HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The power flowed out of his fingers and tore across the already decimated landscape.
Sakura watched in horror as a ball of power charged towards her. She screamed, and tried to get out of the way.
Trunks heard the scream. "Gohan, I think you hit someone!"
Gohan paled. "Oh, no."
He took off towards where Trunks was pointing. Chichi ran out of the house, startled.
Sakura was vaguely aware of the cold cloth on her forehead, and the quiet voices around her.
First, an admonishing female voice. "Now, see where all that fighting nonsense gets you, Gohan?"
Then, a deep, sweet boy's voice, almost completely into manhood. "Mom, I didn't mean to hurt her, really! I didn't sense anyone around!"
Another femanine voice, this one worried. "Do you think she could be an android?"
A hard, cold boy's voice, maybe a young teen. "I doubt that. The androids are much more powerful. That level attack wouldn't hurt them this badly."
Sakura opened her eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the light. "Wh-where am I?"
A black-haired woman, the one who had spoken first, smiled tensely. "Capsule Corporation. My son, Gohan, was training, showing off to Buruma's son Trunks, and let off one of his father's signature attacks. By the way, I'm Chichi. Who might you be?"
"S-Sakura."
"Sakura who?"
Sakura blushed. "I...I don't know. I don't remember.......anything. I just...I lost my memories a long time ago."
"When?"
"Th-the day the cyborgs attacked. Why?"
Buruma, who was a woman in her thirties with shoulder-length aqua hair and glittering blue eyes, grinned. "Probably post-traumatic syndrome. A lot of people suffer from it. It's a way of blocking out a bad experience. Unfortunatly, sometimes it blocks out a lot of other things."
Gohan sighed. He was tall, well-built, and had raven hair and ebony eyes. "Yeah, well, those kaijuu certainly are traumatic enough."
"K-kaijuu?"
"Hai. Monsters."
Sakura shivered, her mind racing. She shook her head.
"Sakura-san? Daijoubu ka?"
She looked up at the sound of the cold voice. She met the deep, painful gaze of a young boy about her age. He had the same blue eyes of his mother, only less old and more distant, and lavander hair. He frowned. "Sakura-san?"
"H-hai. Daijoubu."
"You looked kind of sick."
"Just...kaijuu...sounds familiar...but not in a mean way...sort of teasing....a boy, older than me....black hair, I think. He's tall.....he can see things...calls me a monster, but smiles when he does......and...and......oh, I hate it when this happens! I wish I'd just either remember it all or go back to how I was last year!"
Trunks bit his lip. "Maybe...the guy's your brother or something."
"Maybe. I don't know."
Gohan looked upset. "Hey, Sakura-san, I'm really-"
"Just Sakura. No one ever calls me Sakura-san."
"Okay, Sakura. I'm really sorry I hit you, I really didn't know why I couldn't sense you."
"I don't, either. I just know that whenever I'm around the jinzouningen, they can't sense me, either. Maybe you're right, maybe I am jinzouningen. Maybe that's why I can't remember."
Buruma frowned. "I could run a few tests, I guess."
Sakura looked up, eyes wide. "Honto?"
"Hai! It shouldn't take too long. Come with me!"
Chichi sighed loudly. "Oh, no! She's going to get some food in her stomach first!"
Sakura smiled. She felt like she was..........home.
Juu-nana-gou growled in frusteration as his sister dragged him into the nearest clothing store. They walked up to a terrified store clerk.
"Excuse me, but where are the women's clothes?"
"Er...r-r-r-ight.....right over there! Ma'am!"
"Why, thank-you."
Juu-nana-gou was just falling asleep on the bench outside the dressing room, when the door to the store banged open. He jerked up. 'Was it that Son kid? Or the purple-haired baka?'
But it was neither. In front of him, furious, was a young girl, about nineteen, crouched in a fighting position. Her lime green hair, cut to her shoulders, was covered by a backwards, black baseball cap with a picture of a lightning bolt on it. Her blood-red eyes, filled with hate and disgust, pierced him through and through. Her tight, lime green bikini top, black jean shorts, and black leather jacket (which was quickly tossed to the floor) accented her curves and surrounding aura perfectly. She glared at him, her black-painted lips moving tightly as she spoke in low, threatening tones.
"What are you staring at, you useless, outdated piece of tinfoil?"
Juu-nana raised and eyebrow, crossing his arms. "You. You look rather rediculous, dressed like that, trying to diss me. You're just another punk who thinks she's tough."
"Thinks? Buddy, I KNOW I'm tough, and I mean to prove it."
"Oh? How?"
She smirked, and the sight of such an expression on her face stunned him. She looked like an easygoing type, one who smiles gently, and laughs loudly. Not smirking.
Without another word, she lunged.
Shinju gritted her teeth as he easily dodged her first blow. Oh, well. She'd just have to speed up a bit.
She did, and watched in satisfaction as he failed to dodge most of her blows. He took them pretty well, but she could see that he was slightly in pain.
Then, he hit her.
She felt the pain radiate from her shoulder. It was probably broken. No matter, she could manage without it. She swept his feet out from under him and pinned him on his back. She held down his legs with hers, and pinned his hands over his head. He struggled a bit. A laugh came from behind her.
"Really, Juu-nana, losing to a girl. How pathetic."
Shinju felt herself lifted off the cyborg boy below her. She was tossed lightly, and a foot connected with her back, sending her flying into the wall. And through it.
She jumped up immediatly, surprising the two jinzouningen slightly. Juu-hachi cocked an eyebrow. "Well, well. So the squirt has some spunk."
Juu-nana growled. "I didn't need your help, Juu-hachi. I can handle this punk on my own."
"Fine. Besides....two against one isn't FAIR."
While they were distracted, Shinju lunged. Juu-nana moved to block, but her fist connected with his nose, sending him flying backwards and into the checkout counter. He grunted in pain, something he'd never really experienced before.
"That's it, kid. You're dead."
He lunged.
Gohan gasped. "What the-.....I'm sensing a huge power level......Trunks, come on!"
"Right!"
Shinju let her gaze flicker to the two new arrivals. They were powered up. She snorted, and voiced her opinion. "Good Lord, have you two actually been fighting these guys?"
Juu-hachi nodded. Shinju wrinkled her nose. "That's pathetic! And you haven't killed them yet?"
Juu-nana bit his cheek to keep from hissing in pain. He tried to steady his voice. "No. That would....ruin our fun."
"Fun? FUN? You call beating on two helpless little kids with nearly no power levels fun?"
"Yes, it is."
"Really? Is that why you haven't beaten them? Or is it because you're afraid?"
Juu-nana snorted. "Why should we be afraid of them?"
"Not of them; you're scared of fighting someone on your level. You're such cowards. Afraid of pain. Tch."
Juu-nana gritted his teeth. "That's enough out of you, punk. Now, are we gonna fight, or not?"
Gohan and Trunks watched in awe as the strange girl beat the horrible cyborg near to death.
"I'll...I'll....kill...you....bitch..."
Shinju snorted. "Oh? Really? 'Cause I don't see that happening...Juu-nana."
She embedded her fist in his stomach. As he double over, she leaned close and whispered in his ear.
"I'll see you again, ne? I'm looking forward to it."
Then she kissed him on the cheek, and dashed off, dissapearing.
Juu-nana fell over, unconcious.
Sakura sighed as Buruma typed on her laptop. "Oh my....oh MY....."
"What is it?"
Suddenly, Buruma gasped. "I-iie...it can't be...."
She turned to Sakura. "You...You ARE jinzouningen!"
END CHAPTER 1:
What will happen to Sakura, now that Buruma knows her true identity? Is Sakura evil? And why did this Shinju KISS Juu-nana-gou? Is she crazy? Inhuman? Both? And who will Sakura be paired with? You choose! Send feedback....'cuz I need to decide!
Will it be Gohan or Trunks?
So write me, k? Baibai!
Juunanaz Gal