White Night
By: Spritz
Rated: R
Hello everyone! I am FINALLY posting a fic on ff.net! I have an idea as to who Usagi will be paired up
with... Let me know who you want her to be with! Please at least read my fic, reviewing is your
choice! I dunno what else to say... Don't worry, I'll get more talkative...;) ttyl!
Spritz
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Dragonball Z
She opened her eyes. She sat up from her position on the ground. A sharp pain greeted
her as she took in her surroundings. She winced, but did not cry out. This surprising her, she held
her head in her hands and waited for the pain to dull.
"Woman!!" a voice broke through the still air. She looked up painfully at the one supposedly
addressing her. What greeted her was a man about fifty feet from her. With ebony hair that seemed
to defy gravity with a vengeance, equally black eyes, clad in a tight, navy blue spandex training gi,
(with white gloves and boots), he didn't look like he would be taking any shit from anyone today.His
brow was furrowed, his arms were crossed across his chest, and sweat glistened on his tanned skin,
making him seem to have a clear aura.
"What the hell are you staring at,?" he snapped, striding towards her without a sound. As he
camr closer to her place on the ground, she noticed a golden ring of light hovering above his head.
A halo?
He followed her gaze, and spat at the ground. He then wiped his mouth with his arm and said
promtly with a smirk, a tone of voice one would use to speak to a two-year-old "Yes, a halo, you
idiot." As he stepped closer, now standing right next to her, blocking her view of the sun with his
figure. Determined to be able to withstand the pain, she attempted to stand... to no avail. From her
lying position, she asked, "Who are you?" He looked down at her intently, and something appeared in
his eyes which she could not decipher. But it vanished as soon as she saw it. Instead of
acknowledging it, he said in a different tone, "You really hit your head, didn't you?"
"I guess so. I assume that's why it's hurting like hell," she replied dryly. He smirked a bit,
then asked, "You have no idea who I am?"
"Iie," she said, then winced in pain. Her skull felt like it was being sawed in half, a buzzing
sound filled her mind, and then all went black.
@~^~
She groaned and opened her eyes again. She almost cried out as she noticed there was a
sleeping body, tucked snugly into the covers right next to her.
"Arigatou, Kami-sama, it's only a child," she gasped. She then studied the boy. He had an
air of innocence around him, but she could tell that was a facade to throw off opponents. His closed
eyes held long dark lashes, ebony bangs falling over them. This brought her gaze to his hair, a wild
mane of black, going every which way In the very dim moonlight shining upon his young features, she
could tell that this would be the only time this child would be at peace. Suddenly the boy's eyes
snapped open, startling deep orbs meeting midnight hued ones. She gasped, then in an instant the
female laid back down, her head hitting the pillow with a thump. She shut her eyes tightly, hoping to
trick her companion into thinking he had hallucinated her being awake.
"Uh-uh, no way! You were staring at me! I saw you! I am NOT hallucinating!" the boy
insisted, as if reading her mind. He threw the quilted covers off of himself, resulting in the same thing
for her. She sighed, staring at the inside of her eyelids, thinking Where the hell am I??? And
who the HELL is this kid???
"What do you mean, who am I?" the boy asked confusedly, adjusting his position so that he
was in an indian-style next to her.
"I'm Goten, reMEMber??" he leaned over her, saying this two millimeters from her face. All of
a sudden, a vision of a figure began to project in her mind's eye, as if her closed eyelids were a
movie screen. Maybe she DID know this boy... She groaned in pain as a fresh headache from hell
greeted her. No way, how could she even imagine she had known him? Such a precious youth... She
would have remembered such a face... Happy...for her? Impossible, no one could be happy with her,
that was all she knew. That was the only thing she could think without pain. As she thought this, the
pain dulled until she had repeated it so many times in her head, that the pain disappeared.
She opened one eye, cautiously, then the other, looking at the boy, his smiling face really close to her
relieved one.
"Hey, how did you block me from your thoughts? You must've not hit your head THAT hard...I
mean, NOW I can, but just a second ago..." the boy asked, his brow furrowing. He crossed his arms
over his chest, and that's when she noticed what he was wearing. Black and orange gi... She knew
it...
NO! she yelled in her mind, as pain washed over her once more, you DON'T know it! When she had
convinced herself of this, the pain stopped again.
She took a breath to speak... How long had she been out?
"Three and a half days... hey did Uncle Vegeta knock you out? Because Tousan was out
for a long time when he sucker-punched him. By the way, don't tell him I called him uncle because
then he would get all mad again like last time and he'll start annilhilating living things again when he
was evil and..." the boy babbled, then gasped and covered his mouth.
"Oh crap! I was supposed to tell Tousan when you had woken up! He's gonna kick my..." his
voice faded as he ran out of the room and threw open the door, and flew down the hall.
All of a sudden her heart started pounding in her chest, faster and faster, as she heard a
heavier thud of footsteps along side the light ones of Goten.
What...???
She passed out just as a tall figure began to walk in the room.
@~^~~
"Ungh..." she moaned as she woke up feeling as if Kami himself was splitting it with a
jackhammer.
She painfully opened her eyes, looking around the room she was in. It was different than the
one she had awoken in before... She felt as if she were being watched...She jumped a bit as she saw
another boy sitting in a chair across the room. His elbows were on his knees, propping up his head.
His piercing blue eyes unnerved her, he seemed to be glaring at her... But like the other boy, this
was a facade. Wait, how did she know..
"Uh-uh, Uncle Goku-san said DON'T let you fall back asleep again," the boy spoke, as she was
about to pass out again from her headache. He leapt up from the chair, making his oddly-colored
hair, rustle and fall in his eyes. Strangely, he had a sword in its sheath securely on the back of his
deep teal gi.
"Come on, Usa, you were THERE when I got this little butter knife!" The boy grinned, as if she
had made a joke.
"Gomen nasai..." she whispered quietly, "I think you're mistaken."
"PuhLEASE! You were SO! And when Tousan was killed by Majin Buu! Oh yeah, you and me
kicked that fat blob's ass when he did that! Then you killed yourself to go get him back and-- Wait,
where's your halo? You died! I was there! And so was Goten and Piccolo-sensei and Krillin-san
and...and..." the boy stopped his chatter at the look on her face. A look of hurt crossed his features
as realization struck him.
"Tou-Tousan said you hit your head demo... I didn't think you'd lose your memory... We had
fun...Don't you remember those times, Usa-chan?" he asked, "You were the only one who... Never
mind," he said a cold expression replacing the one before it.
"Goku-san needs to see you. You at least remember him, right?" She shook her head,
wondering why this Goku person was of significance.
"Oh man," the boy muttered, "Now BOTH of you are in for a big surprise..."
@~^~~
"Ugh, woman wake up!" a harsh voice said loudly from above her. Questioning blue met cold
onyx as she sat up again.
"What happened to the boy?" she asked, speaking again.
"Which one?"
"Nani?"
"Which ONE, you idiot. First, Kakorot's brat was sent in here because it's his room your lazy
ass was in before, then Kakorot, but you slept the entire time, then my brat, who failed to get Kakorot
in here before you saw," he made spirit fingers, "all the pretty stars." Somehow she thought that was
an insult.
"Did you act this much like the Onna with everyone else, or am I just special?" he snapped.
This wiseass was beginning to get on her nerves.
"Listen, I have NO idea who the hell I am, where I came from, how long I was lying there
before you found me, why I'm here, OR WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE!!!!!!!!" she exclaimed, throwing the
Mexican-style afghan off her legs and middle, and giving the man a glare.
"I knew you were in there somewhere. . ." he mused as she glared at him.
"I've had ENOUGH of you! You need to go into rehab or something you fruit!" she screamed,
losing her temper. Suddenly, before the gravity-defying-haired male could retort, her eyes began to
glow and her hair whip in her face.
"Stop it, you idiot, there's no need for that. I would beat you like I did last time," he said
smirking at her changing. In a trance, another world, another time, from deep within the darkest
depths of her mind and heart, she replied, "Don't be in denial, Veggie-chan. You know I kicked your
ass. With your own attack too." She raised her arm, hand vertical, two inches from his face.
"This one, wasn't it?" she asked, eyes a blank color and her voice a monotone yet a hint of
mirth was there as well.
"Hai. . ." he replied slapping her hand away, "Point that thing in the Hyperbolic Time
Chamber, not here, baka." As he said this, she seemed to break out of her stupor, the spell breaking.
Her eyes returned to their normal hue, and the wind evaporated.
"N-nani? Kami-sama, did I pass out again?"
"Iie. Just what I thought you were." He left the room, leaving behind a very confused female.
@~^~~
"Now what the hell am I supposed to do now?" she asked the empty quarters.
"Language, Usagi, language," yet another unfamiliar voice teased. Another male had
entered the room, hair black as night and eyes just as dark. They held intelligence, unwanted
intelligence. Strength as well, the yearn to fight something.
"You read me like a book, Usagi. Now let me read you."
"What?" All of a sudden she felt a pleasant tingling sensation in the deepest depths of her
mind. As if a tenshi were caressing her mind with baby-soft hands, ever-so-gentle. The feeling
soothed her, all her frustration and confusion melting away in an instant. Lazily she looked at the
male, his eyes dialated and in a daze. A word emitted from his lips, "Kami-sama..."
Her vision began to spin, then blur, then begin to go dark. He closed the distance between
her and himself and caught her as she fell. Quietly to himself, he whispered, "I used too much? How
can you not handle that little... Usagi, my love what Hell did those bastards put you through?" His
dark eyes glistened as he balanced the female in his standing embrace. His gaze rested on her
pained face, and he vowed to kill the sonofabitch who hurt her. "I will protect you, my imouto..." He
rested his forehead upon hers, healing her wounds. After a few minutes, he pulled away, lying her on
the bed behind them. He quickly left the room as she slept deeply. In her dreamless slumber, she
murmured, "Gohan..."
@~^~~
So, what do you think so far? Should I continue it? Should I delete it? Should I add something? Let
me know!!! bye!
Spritz
By: Spritz
Rated: R
Hello everyone! I am FINALLY posting a fic on ff.net! I have an idea as to who Usagi will be paired up
with... Let me know who you want her to be with! Please at least read my fic, reviewing is your
choice! I dunno what else to say... Don't worry, I'll get more talkative...;) ttyl!
Spritz
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Dragonball Z
She opened her eyes. She sat up from her position on the ground. A sharp pain greeted
her as she took in her surroundings. She winced, but did not cry out. This surprising her, she held
her head in her hands and waited for the pain to dull.
"Woman!!" a voice broke through the still air. She looked up painfully at the one supposedly
addressing her. What greeted her was a man about fifty feet from her. With ebony hair that seemed
to defy gravity with a vengeance, equally black eyes, clad in a tight, navy blue spandex training gi,
(with white gloves and boots), he didn't look like he would be taking any shit from anyone today.His
brow was furrowed, his arms were crossed across his chest, and sweat glistened on his tanned skin,
making him seem to have a clear aura.
"What the hell are you staring at,?" he snapped, striding towards her without a sound. As he
camr closer to her place on the ground, she noticed a golden ring of light hovering above his head.
A halo?
He followed her gaze, and spat at the ground. He then wiped his mouth with his arm and said
promtly with a smirk, a tone of voice one would use to speak to a two-year-old "Yes, a halo, you
idiot." As he stepped closer, now standing right next to her, blocking her view of the sun with his
figure. Determined to be able to withstand the pain, she attempted to stand... to no avail. From her
lying position, she asked, "Who are you?" He looked down at her intently, and something appeared in
his eyes which she could not decipher. But it vanished as soon as she saw it. Instead of
acknowledging it, he said in a different tone, "You really hit your head, didn't you?"
"I guess so. I assume that's why it's hurting like hell," she replied dryly. He smirked a bit,
then asked, "You have no idea who I am?"
"Iie," she said, then winced in pain. Her skull felt like it was being sawed in half, a buzzing
sound filled her mind, and then all went black.
@~^~
She groaned and opened her eyes again. She almost cried out as she noticed there was a
sleeping body, tucked snugly into the covers right next to her.
"Arigatou, Kami-sama, it's only a child," she gasped. She then studied the boy. He had an
air of innocence around him, but she could tell that was a facade to throw off opponents. His closed
eyes held long dark lashes, ebony bangs falling over them. This brought her gaze to his hair, a wild
mane of black, going every which way In the very dim moonlight shining upon his young features, she
could tell that this would be the only time this child would be at peace. Suddenly the boy's eyes
snapped open, startling deep orbs meeting midnight hued ones. She gasped, then in an instant the
female laid back down, her head hitting the pillow with a thump. She shut her eyes tightly, hoping to
trick her companion into thinking he had hallucinated her being awake.
"Uh-uh, no way! You were staring at me! I saw you! I am NOT hallucinating!" the boy
insisted, as if reading her mind. He threw the quilted covers off of himself, resulting in the same thing
for her. She sighed, staring at the inside of her eyelids, thinking Where the hell am I??? And
who the HELL is this kid???
"What do you mean, who am I?" the boy asked confusedly, adjusting his position so that he
was in an indian-style next to her.
"I'm Goten, reMEMber??" he leaned over her, saying this two millimeters from her face. All of
a sudden, a vision of a figure began to project in her mind's eye, as if her closed eyelids were a
movie screen. Maybe she DID know this boy... She groaned in pain as a fresh headache from hell
greeted her. No way, how could she even imagine she had known him? Such a precious youth... She
would have remembered such a face... Happy...for her? Impossible, no one could be happy with her,
that was all she knew. That was the only thing she could think without pain. As she thought this, the
pain dulled until she had repeated it so many times in her head, that the pain disappeared.
She opened one eye, cautiously, then the other, looking at the boy, his smiling face really close to her
relieved one.
"Hey, how did you block me from your thoughts? You must've not hit your head THAT hard...I
mean, NOW I can, but just a second ago..." the boy asked, his brow furrowing. He crossed his arms
over his chest, and that's when she noticed what he was wearing. Black and orange gi... She knew
it...
NO! she yelled in her mind, as pain washed over her once more, you DON'T know it! When she had
convinced herself of this, the pain stopped again.
She took a breath to speak... How long had she been out?
"Three and a half days... hey did Uncle Vegeta knock you out? Because Tousan was out
for a long time when he sucker-punched him. By the way, don't tell him I called him uncle because
then he would get all mad again like last time and he'll start annilhilating living things again when he
was evil and..." the boy babbled, then gasped and covered his mouth.
"Oh crap! I was supposed to tell Tousan when you had woken up! He's gonna kick my..." his
voice faded as he ran out of the room and threw open the door, and flew down the hall.
All of a sudden her heart started pounding in her chest, faster and faster, as she heard a
heavier thud of footsteps along side the light ones of Goten.
What...???
She passed out just as a tall figure began to walk in the room.
@~^~~
"Ungh..." she moaned as she woke up feeling as if Kami himself was splitting it with a
jackhammer.
She painfully opened her eyes, looking around the room she was in. It was different than the
one she had awoken in before... She felt as if she were being watched...She jumped a bit as she saw
another boy sitting in a chair across the room. His elbows were on his knees, propping up his head.
His piercing blue eyes unnerved her, he seemed to be glaring at her... But like the other boy, this
was a facade. Wait, how did she know..
"Uh-uh, Uncle Goku-san said DON'T let you fall back asleep again," the boy spoke, as she was
about to pass out again from her headache. He leapt up from the chair, making his oddly-colored
hair, rustle and fall in his eyes. Strangely, he had a sword in its sheath securely on the back of his
deep teal gi.
"Come on, Usa, you were THERE when I got this little butter knife!" The boy grinned, as if she
had made a joke.
"Gomen nasai..." she whispered quietly, "I think you're mistaken."
"PuhLEASE! You were SO! And when Tousan was killed by Majin Buu! Oh yeah, you and me
kicked that fat blob's ass when he did that! Then you killed yourself to go get him back and-- Wait,
where's your halo? You died! I was there! And so was Goten and Piccolo-sensei and Krillin-san
and...and..." the boy stopped his chatter at the look on her face. A look of hurt crossed his features
as realization struck him.
"Tou-Tousan said you hit your head demo... I didn't think you'd lose your memory... We had
fun...Don't you remember those times, Usa-chan?" he asked, "You were the only one who... Never
mind," he said a cold expression replacing the one before it.
"Goku-san needs to see you. You at least remember him, right?" She shook her head,
wondering why this Goku person was of significance.
"Oh man," the boy muttered, "Now BOTH of you are in for a big surprise..."
@~^~~
"Ugh, woman wake up!" a harsh voice said loudly from above her. Questioning blue met cold
onyx as she sat up again.
"What happened to the boy?" she asked, speaking again.
"Which one?"
"Nani?"
"Which ONE, you idiot. First, Kakorot's brat was sent in here because it's his room your lazy
ass was in before, then Kakorot, but you slept the entire time, then my brat, who failed to get Kakorot
in here before you saw," he made spirit fingers, "all the pretty stars." Somehow she thought that was
an insult.
"Did you act this much like the Onna with everyone else, or am I just special?" he snapped.
This wiseass was beginning to get on her nerves.
"Listen, I have NO idea who the hell I am, where I came from, how long I was lying there
before you found me, why I'm here, OR WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE!!!!!!!!" she exclaimed, throwing the
Mexican-style afghan off her legs and middle, and giving the man a glare.
"I knew you were in there somewhere. . ." he mused as she glared at him.
"I've had ENOUGH of you! You need to go into rehab or something you fruit!" she screamed,
losing her temper. Suddenly, before the gravity-defying-haired male could retort, her eyes began to
glow and her hair whip in her face.
"Stop it, you idiot, there's no need for that. I would beat you like I did last time," he said
smirking at her changing. In a trance, another world, another time, from deep within the darkest
depths of her mind and heart, she replied, "Don't be in denial, Veggie-chan. You know I kicked your
ass. With your own attack too." She raised her arm, hand vertical, two inches from his face.
"This one, wasn't it?" she asked, eyes a blank color and her voice a monotone yet a hint of
mirth was there as well.
"Hai. . ." he replied slapping her hand away, "Point that thing in the Hyperbolic Time
Chamber, not here, baka." As he said this, she seemed to break out of her stupor, the spell breaking.
Her eyes returned to their normal hue, and the wind evaporated.
"N-nani? Kami-sama, did I pass out again?"
"Iie. Just what I thought you were." He left the room, leaving behind a very confused female.
@~^~~
"Now what the hell am I supposed to do now?" she asked the empty quarters.
"Language, Usagi, language," yet another unfamiliar voice teased. Another male had
entered the room, hair black as night and eyes just as dark. They held intelligence, unwanted
intelligence. Strength as well, the yearn to fight something.
"You read me like a book, Usagi. Now let me read you."
"What?" All of a sudden she felt a pleasant tingling sensation in the deepest depths of her
mind. As if a tenshi were caressing her mind with baby-soft hands, ever-so-gentle. The feeling
soothed her, all her frustration and confusion melting away in an instant. Lazily she looked at the
male, his eyes dialated and in a daze. A word emitted from his lips, "Kami-sama..."
Her vision began to spin, then blur, then begin to go dark. He closed the distance between
her and himself and caught her as she fell. Quietly to himself, he whispered, "I used too much? How
can you not handle that little... Usagi, my love what Hell did those bastards put you through?" His
dark eyes glistened as he balanced the female in his standing embrace. His gaze rested on her
pained face, and he vowed to kill the sonofabitch who hurt her. "I will protect you, my imouto..." He
rested his forehead upon hers, healing her wounds. After a few minutes, he pulled away, lying her on
the bed behind them. He quickly left the room as she slept deeply. In her dreamless slumber, she
murmured, "Gohan..."
@~^~~
So, what do you think so far? Should I continue it? Should I delete it? Should I add something? Let
me know!!! bye!
Spritz
