Children of the Stars

A sequel to 'A Princess in Blue' and 'A Storm Approaches'

Hi everyone! I have the first chapter done for my new story! I hope you are all excited for this new story to begin. Before we get started, I just want you to know that we will not be seeing Elyon in this story until later. We might see her in flashbacks or dreams, but that's it. She will be back later on, though. For now, we are going to see more interactions with Piccolo, Beerus, and everyone else. So, sit back, relax, and enjoy this beginning of this brand new story!

Chapter 1: The Year After

Piccolo sat motionless, focusing on the rain around him pouring down from the heavens. He was meditating as he did so often, but this time, he was in a forest…a very special forest. This was the same forest that Piccolo brought Elyon to a long time ago when they first started dating. Why he was there of all places, he had no idea. If he was seeking peace, he wasn't finding it.

It had been a year since Whis told he, Goku, and the others what happened to Elyon. All her secrets were spilled that day. Many of them took the news hard, especially Bulma. But after time had passed, they went from angry and frustrated, to really missing their young friend. He, however, tried hard to remain stoic during that time, but deep down, he was crying inside. The only person on Earth that he loved romantically was gone and it sounded like she was gone for good. Whis couldn't tell them where she went when she disappeared, but the situation didn't sound like it was going to work in her favor.

During that year, Piccolo focused on his training day in and day out. He tried to forget Elyon, but her face, her voice, and her laugh kept coming back into his mind. She had made a permanent mark on his heart that couldn't be erased. Now, here he was again…trying to meditate on the sounds of nature surrounding him and Elyon was invading his mind, again. He lowered himself on the ground and took off his weighted clothes. He began punching and kicking the air, pretending he was fighting an opponent.

Then, his mind began to stray again. He began imagining his training with Elyon. He remembered how skillful she was at dodging his attacks and mindful of when to be offensive. Come on Piccolo, keep trying! You're doing great, keep it up! Her voice clouded his mind…her encouragement that made him want to keep going.

Piccolo stopped. He could almost see her through the sheets of rain that were coming down. He could see her taking her defensive stance and get ready to face him. Then, he saw her straighten up and began dancing. She was dancing for him, just like when they had dinner at the diner. Come on, Piccolo! Get up and dance! I'm sure you would like it if you tried. Piccolo's heart began pumping hard and he could feel his chest tighten. The image of Elyon dancing changed to her rolling on the floor, laughing with baby Pan. He could see her smile at the baby as she lifted her up and twirl her in the air.

Piccolo reached into his pocket and pulled out a worn piece of paper. It was a picture in fact…a picture from Gohan and Videl's wedding. It was the picture Gohan had given to Piccolo during Bulma's birthday party. It was also the day that he and Elyon had broken up and Beerus had entered the picture. He looked at the picture of him with his eyes closed and Elyon looking at the camera, smiling brightly in her beautiful light blue dress.

Kami: Why do you torture yourself, Piccolo?

Piccolo: I'm not torturing myself, I just can't help but think about her.

Kami: It's affecting your training.

Piccolo: I realize that, Kami. But like I said, I can't help it.

Nail: Well, she's gone, and there's nothing you can do about it. I suggest finding someone else.

Piccolo: I can't believe the two of you! Don't you remember when you kept telling me that she was 'the one?' Now, you just want me to forget that she ever existed.

Kami: No. I'm sorry, Piccolo. We are feeling the same pain as you. We just think you need to move on.

Piccolo: Easier said than done.

Nail and Kami kept talking to him, but Piccolo only listened to half of what they said, and responded to them even less. He had to agree that his life continued on, even if Elyon wasn't on Earth anymore and that was something he couldn't control. He sighed and put his wet, weighted clothes back on. He took off into the air and headed toward the Lookout, looking forward to a nice rest, if he could.

On another planet far away from Earth was someone else who was having a tough time getting Elyon off his mind. Beerus sat cross-legged on his couch, looking up at the ceiling. "My lord, your food is ready!" said Whis, cheerfully walking over to his master with a plate full of food. Beerus looked at him, not too excited about eating this time. He held the plate and looked at the food. It smelled divine, but he didn't have much of an appetite. Whis sighed deeply. "Okay, Lord Beerus, you are refusing to eat again. I don't know how much more I can put up with this."

Beerus glared up at his servent as he handed the plate back over to him. "You just don't understand how I feel, Whis. I feel like my heart has been torn apart and scattered across the universe."

"You and she didn't have a relationship, my lord. She couldn't stand you, so why are you taking her disappearance so hard?"

"Like I said, you don't understand how I feel. I loved her, Whis."

"Oh, I see…you loved her…just like the Namek loved her." Beerus didn't say anything. He just got up and walked out of the room.

"I'm taking a bath, Whis."

As Beerus sat in the steaming bath, he thought about the first time he met Elyon. From the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew she was unlike anyone he had met before. He smiled slightly, remembering when she dropped those chopsticks when she saw him. If only she was that flustered every time she was around me, he thought. The steam from the bath rose up and made his face warm. As he thought about the time she kissed his cheek, he blushed, making his face even warmer. Every glare, every gasp, every eye roll she did, made his heart leap. Now, he thought back to the last look she ever gave him…a look of fear and helplessness. I can't leave them…I can't leave them…He played her final words to them over and over in his mind. No matter how annoyed she got at him, she still cared about him…that moment proved it.

Lady Ellie, if you can hear me, I want you to know that I still haven't forgotten about you. I want you to know that my heart will always belong to you and that no matter what, I will always love you. If we ever see each other again, I want to prove it to you. I want to prove to you that I can be the perfect one for you. I'll treat you like the princess that you are. I'm not giving up on us…I promise. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. He could almost smell her perfume and shampoo that she always wore. His heart was beating hard and his body relaxed.

Well, that didn't last long, thought Beerus. His body was tense all over again, but this time, he wasn't at home. He was standing in the presence of the Great Priest on the Sacred World of the Kais. His idiot acquaintance Goku was itching for the Multi-Universe Martial Arts Tournament to begin soon and he was bugging Zeno to know when it was going to be. Now, the Great Priest was telling him, Goku, and the Kais when it was going to begin, but first, Zeno wanted to have an exhibition match between them and Universe 9 to introduce the martial arts tournament to Lord Zeno's friend, the Future Zeno. Here was the catch to the Tournament of Power, however. If a universe lost during the tournament, it would be completely erased by Zeno himself! Hearing this news was putting Beerus on edge.

Once again, his thoughts strayed to Elyon. What about Universe 1? I'm sure they will fight, but I wonder if any of their fighters will be Fantasians? Perhaps, during the Tournament, he would see Elyon again. If he was going to be erased from existence, he wanted to see Elyon one more time before he left. He shook his mind from those thoughts and told Goku he needed to find two more fighters for the Zen Exhibition Match in less than an hour or else he was in deep trouble.

Piccolo hovered over the town where Elyon used to live. He saw her school that she used to work at…the diner that he and her ate at together…and of course, her old home. He lowered himself closer to the house. It seemed more different now that someone else was living there. He rose up again when he saw someone exit from the house. It was a young man. He was walking toward his car that was parked out by the sidewalk. Piccolo didn't like the fact that a stranger was now living in Elyon's house. He remembered a lot of memories from that house.

He remembered spending the night on her couch once in a while…her singing in the shower…having a glass of wine while watching TV on rare occasions…watching the snow fall outside. He sighed. The man got into his car and drove off. Normally, Piccolo wouldn't be nosy or try to get into anyone else's business, but he had to go into the house. He wanted to see if he could feel the last bit of Elyon's presence inside. He landed in the front yard and walked toward the door. He grabbed the door knob and turned it. Surprisingly, it opened. Piccolo smirked, The idiot didn't even lock his door. He walked into the living room.

Instantly, he could tell a difference between Elyon living here and this new man living here. The first thing he recognized was the smell. It smelled…dirty. He noticed that the kitchen had dirty dishes piling up and there were clothes scattered around the living room. It also smelled like sweat and cheap cologne. He looked around, disgusted. When Elyon was living there, she kept her house so neat and clean, it made him sad that someone could make it look so horrendous, now.

He went down the hall to the bedroom. Of course, when he walked in, he saw a pile of clothes in the corner and the bed was a complete mess. He shook his head and walked out. He glanced over at the laundry room. He could tell it wasn't being used as much because it looked a lot neater than the other rooms. He walked in and looked around. The washer and dryer seemed dusty. Has he even used these appliances yet? He looked up at the shelf above the washer where Elyon's detergent and fabric softener still sat. Piccolo's brows furrowed when he noticed something propped up on the shelf. It looked like a notebook. He grabbed it and opened it.

Inside the notebook was a bunch of drawings. He smiled as he noticed that many of the drawings were of him, sitting, standing, and taking fighting stances. He also noticed that many of drawings were of him smiling. As he flipped through the pages, he started seeing some pictures of people he didn't recognize. One picture that caught his eye was a drawing of a group of people. Could this be Ellie's family? There were three men in the picture and two women. They all looked young and they all had delicate pointed ears. One man had long, black hair and the other two men had no color to their hair. Then, one of the women had long, colorless hair but she had a star sitting on her forehead. The last person he saw was of a young woman with long black hair and a piercing gaze. That must be Ellie's true form.

He continued through the book and noticed more pictures of her with her family. Then, the last picture that he saw was one that made him frown. It was a picture of Elyon and it looked like she was lying on the ground. Next to her was another person that didn't look like her brothers' pictures. His hair was shaded in grey and his clothes were grey too. He also had a couple of moths flying around him. Who is this? Both of them were looking up as if they were looking at the sky and they were both smiling. Perhaps he's an old friend? At least, I hope so. She better not have been lying to me about never being in love with someone else. He closed the notebook and gripped it tightly. I better take this with me.

Beerus was lying on the ground underneath a tree, waiting on Goku to return with two more fighters for the Exhibition Match. He had his arms behind his head and he just watched the leaves blow gently in the breeze. His ears twitched when he heard someone approach him.

"How are you doing, Lord Beerus?"

"What do you want, Supreme Kai?" Shin stood beside him, looking down at his counterpart. His face saddened.

"I know…I miss her, too." Beerus looked up and scowled.

"Don't tell me you had feeling for her, too?"

Shin looked taken aback. "Well, if you mean romantic feelings, then no. But she had a very sweet and caring spirit that made her appealing to be around. That's what I miss the most." Beerus huffed and looked back up at the branches of the tree.

"Well, if you don't mind, I would like to be alone before this Exhibition Match." Shin nodded and walked away. Beerus sighed deeply. He closed his eyes as he listened to the sound of the leaves rustling above him. Suddenly, he heard someone giggling. His eyes opened, and he stared up at the branches above him. He sat up, wondering if he was hearing things. Then, he heard it again…the sound of a female giggling. He stood up and stared at the tree. He walked around it, but didn't see anyone. I must be losing my mind. Then, he heard the giggling again. It was louder than before. He turned around and his eyes widened. "Ellie!" he said when he saw his love in the distance.

He ran toward her and she had a big smile on her face. She held her arms out and Beerus embraced her tightly. "I never thought I would see you again," he said. Elyon squeezed him tight.

"I'm safe, Beerus. You don't need to worry anymore." They looked at each other and Elyon smiled brightly at him. Beerus blushed furiously as he gazed at her sparkling blue eyes.

He gulped and struggled to speak. "I have something to tell you, my lady." He held her hand gently. "I have been going about our relationship all wrong. Right now, at this moment, I want to show you how much of a gentleman I can be." He bowed his head and kissed the top of her hand. "I love you, Lady Ellie. And I'm hoping that, one day, you could love me back." Elyon's face softened.

"Oh, Beerus," she said, quietly. She touched his cheek. Suddenly, Beerus could hear music surrounding him. He looked up, wondering where it was coming from. Then, descending from the sky were hundreds of couples, dancing in beautiful, royal clothes. They were all young and their ears were delicately pointed. Suddenly, Elyon began leading Beerus in a ballroom dancing. Like the other couples surrounding them, they twirled across the grass. Beerus, being a fighter and not a dancer, was watching the scene with amazement and was just as surprised how light on his feet he was.

As the music captivated his spirit, he saw Elyon lower her head onto his chest as they danced. Beerus cocked his head slightly above Elyon's, closed his eyes, and smiled. He could feel warmth overcome his heart. "I wish we could be like this forever," he said, quietly. Elyon lifted her head and looked at the god.

"Beerus?" she said.

"Yes, my love."

"Beerus," she repeated.

"What is it, my lady?" he asked again.

"Hey, Lord Beerus." This time, her voice had changed. Now, she sounded like Goku! He let go of her and stared at her in utter shock. Then, he felt someone kick him. "Lord Beerus, hey, we're ready to go!"

Beerus sat straight up and looked around. Standing right in front of him was Goku, Gohan, Majin Buu and Mr. Satan. "We are ready to go to Lord Zeno's." Beerus looked around, trying to see if Elyon was still around, but then he realized that she was never there in the first place. He growled and shoved Goku out of the way.

"Alright! Let's get this over with!" He stomped over to stand next to the Supreme Kai and Whis. His attendant looked down at him with a serious look on his face. "What's your problem, Whis?" he asked, angrily.

"Nothing," said the angel, nonchalantly.

"That's what I thought. Well, let's hurry up and go before we are late."

I know the chapter was a little bit shorter than normal, but they should be longer in the future. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thank you for reading and have a great evening! ~goldenbelle75