Title: Destiny Trip Chapter 1
Author: Azn A.
Email: star_wingz13@yahoo.com
Rated: PG
Eee hee hee hee!!!!! I've always wanted to do a DBZ/SM fic, and now I AM! Be afraid, my children... Anyways, I'm really excited about this, even if I know that this fic will eat dirt. Most of my writing sucks anyways, but I had to get this out! And if any of you actually want to help me out a bit with this fic, email me! Help is most gladly accepted! OK, this is a Trunks/Usa romance. This takes place after the whole Galaxia thing. Cell is gone, also. ^^ I have no clue how long this will be. I have a distinct clue how bad this fic will be, but I doing this just because it's one of my wishes for life. *sigh* Go ahead, click the little Back button if you want to, you're going to anyways... By the way, I actually kind of like Mamoru, unlike most DBZ/SM authors out there, but don't worry, there will be some Mamoru bashing, so... *scattered cheers are heard* Yeah. --;;; But, start cringing, Mamoru-haters. The first (and possibly more) part has Usa/Mamo stuff. Sorry, but it's part of the fic!
Please email and review!
Here's an age list (of the people who are in this fic at the moment)
~Inners~ 17
Mamoru~ 21
Gohan~ 17
Goten~ 10
Chibi Trunks~ 10
Mirai Trunks~ 20
Goku, Vegeta, Chi Chi, Bulma, Piccolo, Yamcha, Tien, etc.~ adults (Yeah, uh,
Goku's alive... Don't ask me, I'm just doing the writing, typing, thinking...
*sweatdrop*)
I think I messed up the ages a little... Oops.
If any of you are still there, LET THE CELL GAMES BEGIN!
Erhm, I mean, let the fic unfold...
Disclaimer: Screw Mamoru! I want Trunks! But, instead, I'm stuck with this stupid keyboard and a box of Pocky. That's about all I own, so you can guess that I most definitely do NOT own Dragon Ball Z or Sailor Moon. *eyes Pocky* Actually, I'm pretty proud of my Pocky...
~*~*~*~*
"Oh, wow, Mamo-chan!" Usagi exclaimed, eyes sparkling. Her hands clasped together. They had stepped out of the suffocating car for a small stop, and were on the edge of a highway. "This place is beautiful!" They were looking at a crystal clear beach, large enough for millions of people, but so big that despite the number of tourists there, it seemed half-empty.
"Yeah, isn't it?" Mamoru smiled at his girlfriend. It was summertime, and school was out. They were visiting an ocean shore, much to the protest of Luna and Kenji, both thinking rather nasty thoughts about the couple.
"This place is great!" Ami said, walking up to them. To satisfy Luna and Kenji, the inners came along for supervision.
"What a huge beach!" Makoto said. "Where are we staying, Mamoru?"
"Some big resort..." Mamoru unfolded an ad he had in his pocket. "It's called Sea Rose Resort. Supposed to have 'large, spacious rooms, beautiful swimming areas, prideful dinners, and friendly service.'" he read from the ad.
"Sounds like a phony, good-for-nothing hotel, if you ask me," Rei announced.
"I don't know, it sounds pretty cool," Minako said.
"It's right over there." Mamoru pointed at the tallest building visible.
"Whoa, it IS big," Usagi commented.
"And right near the beach." Ami said happily.
"Still looks kind of phony to me..." Rei said, eyeing the large tower-like structure.
"Either way, I've already booked the reservations, which cost some serious money, so we have to go there anyways!" Mamoru said rather irritably, since HE had to drive the whole way, while everyone else simply goofed off.
"Stuff it, Mamoru," Rei said, stretching. "We're just as sick and tired of the car as you are, OK?" Without another word, she stalked off back to the car. Everyone else followed, anxious to get to the resort.
"So," Usagi remarked, as Mamoru started up the car, "how many rooms did you ask for?"
"We all are staying in one big suite," he informed her, getting back on the freeway.
"Cool, we're all roomies!" Minako said cheerfully.
After a few more minutes of driving, getting lost, a few curses here and there, getting lost again, a small fight, and a bra flying through the air and onto Mamoru's face, they finally ended up in front of the Sea Rose Resort.
"Mamoru-baka!" Makoto said. "You got us lost twice, and the guy you asked directions for asked me out!"
Mamoru sighed wearily.
"He looked about 45, he had a ring on his left ring finger, and he had a potbelly!" Makoto continued.
"Let me out of here," Mamoru muttered, opening the door, then jumping out. Everyone else piled out of the car and crowded around the trunk to get their luggage.
"We're finally here!" Usagi cried happily. They had been planning this for weeks, and she could barely wait. Now, she was going to spend three whole weeks with her boyfriend and best friends, she was so excited!
"I'll go check in," Mamoru said, tossing Usagi the keys. "Usako, make sure to lock up the car, and meet me inside." He grabbed hold of his suitcase, then went off.
"I'm so glad we're here together! Luna and otou-san almost didn't let me come." Usagi said as she waited for her friends to sort out their bags.
"Luckily they did." Minako smiled at her. The others murmured in agreement.
Usagi locked up the car as Mamoru told her to, then followed her friends inside to the air conditioned lobby. "Wow, this is a beautiful lobby!" Usagi remarked, admiring the deep red curtains, plushy leather couches, and Oriental rugs that adorned the large lobby.
"Really nice," Minako agreed. Spotting Mamoru, she went over to his side, the senshi following her. "Are we checked in?"
"Yeah," Mamoru told them. "We're all set. The suite is giant, with four bedrooms, one with two beds, a kitchenette, and three bathrooms.
"Wow." Usagi was impressed. " But wait, there are only five beds, and six of us."
"The sofa folds out into a bed, Usako," Mamoru said airily.
"Oh, OK."
"So, who gets the sofa bed?" Minako wondered.
"Not me!" everyone cried.
"We'll see," Rei said reasonably, walking over to the elevator and pushing the up arrow. "Whoever it is though, it will most definitely NOT be me."
And that initiated argument #267 of the day: Who Gets the Sofa Bed.
~*~*~*~*
"'kaa-san... Are we there yet...?" Chibi Trunks whined for the umpteenth time.
Bulma shot a look at Chibi Trunks, which prompty shut him up. She was driving, irritated, on edge, had skipped her daily coffee break, and was suffering from a whomping case of PMS. She shot a disgusted look at her husband, Vegeta, who was scowling out the window in the passenger's seat. A passing car had two children in it. Vegeta scowled at them. The driver sped up, looking at Vegeta with fear. The kids were positively screaming. Vegeta gave a kind of satisfied smirk. Scaring someone. That made his day.
Mirai Trunks (AN: Yes, Mirai Trunks is with them right now. To avoid confusion, let's call Chibi Trunks Chibi Trunks and Mirai Trunks Trunks, OK?) snorted quietly, watching his younger self cower under his mother's glare. Not that he blamed him. His mom could glare one mean glare.
"Vegeta!" Bulma barked, tired of seeing her husband sit around, doing nothing. "Check to see if the Sons are still behind us."
Vegeta lazily shot a look at the mirror on the edge. Seeing the big dark blue van, he said, "Yeah, Kakarrot and his baka family are right behind us."
"I wish Goten was here," Chibi Trunks said. "Then I wouldn't be so bored."
Bulma started counting to ten silently in her head.
"'tou-san, turn on the radio, OK?" Chibi Trunks said, handing his father a tape. "And put this on."
Vegeta pushed in the tape.
Chibi Trunks sat back in satisfaction, smirking.
Trunks's eyes widened as he realized what tape, what song, was about to play.
And the radio blared, singing, "I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts!"
At that, Chibi Trunks started laughing, Trunks gulped, waiting for the blow up from his mother, Vegeta rolled his eyes ("baka kids"), and Bulma quickly pushed the eject button.
"Young man!" Bulma chided. "Where did you get this tape?!" She examined the tape, one hands holding it, the other with the steering wheel, not really paying attention to the road.
"From 'tou-san," Chibi Trunks said innocently.
Vegeta snorted again.
"Vegeta! How could you give this to your own son?! Do you realize what ideas this could give him?! Do you want him to grow up as a pervert?! Why..."
And on, and on she went. The cell phone rang next to Trunks. He picked it up, pushing the talk button. "Hello?"
"Hey, Trunks!" he heard Goku on the other end.
"Oh, hey, Goku."
"Listen, are we almost there? I don't really know the way, and Chi Chi is kind of griping--"
"I am NOT griping, Goku!" Trunks heard Chi Chi's voice in the background. He smiled to himself.
"Anyways," Goku continued hastily, "Goten is getting restless, Gohan is bored because Chi Chi won't let him read on the car, and I'm getting a little hungry."
Trunks sweatdropped, then cleared his throat, and said, "Uh, I'll ask 'kaa-san but I'm not sure if now is the best time... Hold on."
He put a hand over the mouthpiece and said rather meekly, "Uh, 'kaa-san, how much longer until we get there?"
"NOT YOU TOO! I'VE ALREADY GOT YOUR YOUNGER SELF ON MY CASE! NEXT THING YOU KNOW, VEGETA WILL START COMPLAINING, AND--" Bulma launched into full scold mode.
"No, no," Trunks yelled, motioning at the phone, "Goku wants to know!"
"Oh." Bulma calmed down. "Well, in that case, tell him that we'll be there in around five minutes."
"Baka onna," Vegeta mumbled.
Rubbing his ears, Trunks said into the cell phone, "We'll be there in about five mintues."
"Oh, great!" Goku said cheerfully. "Did you hear that, everyone? We'll be there in about five minutes!"
Cheers were heard in the background.
"I'm sorry about the trouble, Trunks, but it's a circus over here..." Goku apologized.
"And it's just so delightful here..." Trunks mumbled, then spoke in his normal tone, "Not a problem, Goku. See you in a few." He hung up.
"What did Goten say?" asked his younger self.
"Nothing," he told Chibi Trunks. "I only talked to Goku."
"Aww, come on! Why couldn't my older self be cooler?"
"Hey!"
"Shut up, baka kids!"
Bulma counted to twenty silently.
Chibi Trunks stopped arguing when he saw something in the distance. "Hey! Look!" He pointed straight ahead. Vegeta and Trunks looked forward. They saw a long strip of white sand next to the sparkling cerulean ocean, looking tranquil and calm compared to the bustling tourist-y city that was at the waterside edge.
"The beach! That's where we're staying!" Chibi Trunks yelled, whooping. "We're almost there!"
"Thank God," Vegeta grumbled.
Bulma took an exit, then said shortly, "Vegeta, tell me which hotel we're staying at. It's on that piece of paper next to your foot."
Vegeta swiped the tiny paper into his hand, then read, "The Sea Rose Resort."
"Hmm... I think that tall one up there is it," Bulma remarked.
"No way!" Chibi Trunks yelled excitedly. "We're staying in THAT place?!"
They quickly found their way, and parked. The Sons followed, parking right next to them.
"Hey, Bulma!" Chi Chi cried, quickly exiting from the car. "Gosh, I'm glad to get out of that godforsaken car!"
"Me, too," Bulma said, stretching. "At least you weren't driving."
Goku stepped out into the sunlight, looking up in awe at the huge building. "Wow, it's really tall... We're staying here?"
"Hai, baka," Vegeta snapped, getting all of his family's luggage, throwing it over his shoulder, then stomping inside. Goku quickly grabbed his family's luggage easily, then followed. Everyone else trailed behind them, talking.
"It was so boring on my car. What about yours?" Goten asked.
Chibi Trunks grinned. "Interesting. I gave 'tou-san a tape with 'I'm Too Sexy,' and he played it."
The little devil pair howled with laughter.
"Geez, that was boring!" Gohan remarked. "I couldn't do anything on the car!"
"Yeah," Trunks agreed. "Good thing we're finally here."
"I wonder what we're staying in? A lot of rooms?" Gohan thought out loud.
Bulma heard him. "We're all staying in a suite, Gohan."
"Big enough for all of us?" Trunks asked. "There's eight of us."
"So we'll be a little squished. Big deal, we'll live with it." She went to the counter to check in, not noticing Goten and Chibi Trunks making rather rude hand signs at people who passed.
"Goten! Chibi Trunks!" Gohan hissed as a group of several girls and a guy passed by them. Chibi Trunks was wolf whistling at the girls. Luckily none of them noticed anything, and went right on walking. "Quit it or I'll tell 'kaa-san!"
"Ahh, you're no fun, onii-san!" Goten cried, then began to wrestle with Chibi Trunks.
"I can't believe I'm related to that guy," Gohan said, pointing at Goten.
"I can't believe I WAS that guy," Trunks said, pointing to his younger self.
They both sighed.
"Well, we've got our room!" Bulma cried triumphantly, holding up a card key. "Room number 379. Fifth floor."
"Last one to the elevator is a @%&#$~! *@%$#!&^!" Chibi Trunks cried, which produced a couple of"CHIBI TRUNKS!"s and gasps. He ran off, laughing, pulling Goten with him.
Everyone but Vegeta raced to the elevator. Vegeta just scoffed, and walked proudly through the crowd. As they waited for the elevator, Chibi Trunks pointed at Vegeta, and said, "You're a-" Gohan quickly covered his mouth.
"We're going to have to take two elevators," Bulma said. "We have way too much luggage for the elevator to carry."
Automatically, the families split up, each waiting for different elevators.
"Don't forget, fifth floor!" Bulma called to the other group.
Trunks observed the crowd, bored, waiting for the lift. He heard one young girl with a red bow pulling her blonde hair back say to her group, "Guys, we won't all be able to fit on the elevator."
"Huh? What do you mean?" a tall brunette asked.
"Well, there's six of us. There's, uh, another group over there." Trunks watched her point her head in their direction without being too conspicuous. "There's four of them. We won't all fit on that one elevator. And even if we would, it'd be awfully, er, squishy."
"Ten people," a blue-haired girl said thoughtfully. Trunks stared at her strange hair color, although he wasn't one to talk. The color was unusual, but very pretty and neat nonetheless. "I think we'll be fine, Mina. We don't have all that much luggage."
"Alrighty, then," a girl with two buns and pigtails said as the elevator door opened. "Let's go!" She picked up her luggage, and walked into the lift.
Her friends followed, and so did the Briefs. The pigtailed girl pushed the five button, then asked Trunks politely, "What floor?"
"Same," he said, then leaned back onto the wall. He noticed the young girl staring at him. "What?"
She blushed. "Oh, nothing, it's just that you two," she motioned at Trunks and Chibi Trunks, "look very alike."
"Uh, they're cousins," Bulma hurriedly put in.
"Oh." She nodded knowingly and smiled. Trunks couldn't help but notice how pretty she was. "I'm Usagi."
"Bulma," his mother said, smiling at her.
"This is Rei," she pointed at a girl with long raven hair, who was glaring at the ebony haired man, "Mamoru," the man glared back at Rei, "Ami," the blue haired girl gave a small smile, "Makoto," the brunette gave Trunks a flirtatious grin, "and Minako," the girl with the red bow gave a dimply smile.
"This is Vegeta," he scoffed, "Chibi Trunks," Chibi Trunks grinned rather... deviously, "and, uh, Trunks," Trunks nodded his head in greeting.
"Oh, the same name?" Ami asked.
"Uh, yeah," Bulma said nervously.
"That's cool!" Usagi piped brightly. "I have a cousin who looks like me and has the same name!"
Rei glared at her. "USAGI!" she hissed.
"Yeah, that's her name too, I said we had the same names." Rei smacked her upside the head. "Ow! Come on, I said cousin!" (A/N: She's referring to Chibi-Usa.)
Rei sighed and shook her head.
Chibi Trunks tugged on Usagi's hand. She leaned down. "Hai?"
"You're really cute," he said, grinning.
"Chibi Trunks!" Bulma gasped.
Usagi smiled, blushing lightly. "Aww, thanks. You're cute, too," she said, laying her hand briefly atop his head.
Chibi Trunks grinned.
Mamoru narrowed his eyes, much to the amusement of Rei "Oh, come ON baka! You're jealous of a kid?!"
Chibi Trunks frowned at her. "I'm no kid!" He crossed his arms, and scowled. The resemblance between him and his father right now was uncanny.
Usagi burst out laughing. "You look just like Vegeta."
Chibi Trunks scowled even more. "Nuh uh! I have better hair than he does!"
Vegeta scowled.
Usagi laughed.
DING! The elevator lurched, which sent nearly everyone toppling.
Somewhat humorously, Bulma landed on top of Vegeta, who fell back. His hand hit Makoto, who flew into Ami, who tripped over Minako, who fell onto Rei, who bumped Mamoru, who crashed into Chibi Trunks, who flew into Usagi's lap, who fell back in surprise in Trunks's arms, who slammed against the elevator wall.
And that's how the Sons found them, in a mass of entangled limbs, hair, and curses in the air.
"Weirdos," Goten muttered, before noticing Chibi Trunks's position. "Hey! He's with a cute girl! No fair!"
Usagi blushed again, and Chibi Trunks grinned.
"Goten!" ChiChi gasped.
"Aw, shoot. We're supposed to act civil around our 'kaa-sans," Chibi Trunks muttered.
"Darn it. I forgot." Goten mumbled back. They immediately put halos on their head.
Gohan rolled his eyes, physically breaking the halos in half, which stood on end on the boys' heads, now looking remarkably like devil horns.
"Aww, man!" Goten grumbled. "Didn't I tell you to NOT get the cheap, plastic ones?!"
"Iie, you didn't," Chibi Trunks shot back.
"You know, you'd think a hotel like this should have better elevators," Minako said, trying to get off of Rei.
"I told you this place was phony!" Rei yelled.
"Get off of me, baka onna!"
Bulma hmphed, then got off of the Saiya-jin. Makoto stood up, apologizing to Ami. "Are you OK,Ami-chan? I hit you really hard back there, it almost hurt me..."
"Yeah," Ami gasped out, "I'm fine. Are you OK, Rei?"
"Hai, no problem. I'm glad I knocked Mamoru-baka off of his feet."
"You did NOT knock me off of my feet!" Mamoru snapped indignantly. "I was just taken by surprise, that's all," he said, nose in the air, defending his "manly" pride. He turned to Chibi Trunks. "You OK, kid?"
Chibi Trunks glared at Mamoru. "I'm no kid!" He got up, joining Goten.
Usagi carefully got up, her cheeks slightly red. "Er, sorry about that, Trunks."
"It's OK," he said, standing up and blushing a little as well.
Mamoru narrowed his eyes.
"So, who are you?" Usagi asked the Sons curiously, not noticing Mamoru's look in his eyes.
"I'm Goku. This is ChiChi, Gohan, and Goten. You are...?" Goku asked.
"I'm Usagi, that's Ami, there's Minako, that's Makoto, she's Rei, and he's Mamoru." Usagi smiled. "Are you traveling with them?" She pointed to the Breifs.
"Hai. What room are you in?"
"We're in... Um, Mamo-chan, what room are we in?" Usagi turned to her boyfriend.
Something prickled inside Trunks at the nickname, but he ignored it. He didn't care if they were boyfriend and girlfriend... She just fell onto him by accident, even IF it felt nice when she was in his arms...
"We're in number 381," Mamoru said, checking the key number.
"Hey, that's right next to us," Gohan said.
"That's cool," Usagi commented. "Hey, do you guys want to meet for dinner later?"
"Sure!" Bulma said. "We'd love to get to know you better! Let's say around six-ish?"
"Fine with me. Is that OK, minna?" Usagi asked her friends.
"It's OK by me," Makoto said. The others nodded.
"Then we'll see you at six!" Bulma said, unlocking their room and stepping in, as the others followed, Trunks's gaze lingering back on the crowd next to them.
"Ja ne, minna!" Usagi called. Mamoru unlocked their door, too, and everyone rushed inside, happy to finally be in their suite.
~*~*~*~*
No cliffie! So, how do you guys like it? Heh, strange that the Z fighters and the senshi are in the same place? It will be revealed in, uh, upcoming chapters, and I'm not going to reveal anything so don't even try! ^^U
Review/email me!
star_wingz13@yahoo.com
~Azn A.
Author: Azn A.
Email: star_wingz13@yahoo.com
Rated: PG
Eee hee hee hee!!!!! I've always wanted to do a DBZ/SM fic, and now I AM! Be afraid, my children... Anyways, I'm really excited about this, even if I know that this fic will eat dirt. Most of my writing sucks anyways, but I had to get this out! And if any of you actually want to help me out a bit with this fic, email me! Help is most gladly accepted! OK, this is a Trunks/Usa romance. This takes place after the whole Galaxia thing. Cell is gone, also. ^^ I have no clue how long this will be. I have a distinct clue how bad this fic will be, but I doing this just because it's one of my wishes for life. *sigh* Go ahead, click the little Back button if you want to, you're going to anyways... By the way, I actually kind of like Mamoru, unlike most DBZ/SM authors out there, but don't worry, there will be some Mamoru bashing, so... *scattered cheers are heard* Yeah. --;;; But, start cringing, Mamoru-haters. The first (and possibly more) part has Usa/Mamo stuff. Sorry, but it's part of the fic!
Please email and review!
Here's an age list (of the people who are in this fic at the moment)
~Inners~ 17
Mamoru~ 21
Gohan~ 17
Goten~ 10
Chibi Trunks~ 10
Mirai Trunks~ 20
Goku, Vegeta, Chi Chi, Bulma, Piccolo, Yamcha, Tien, etc.~ adults (Yeah, uh,
Goku's alive... Don't ask me, I'm just doing the writing, typing, thinking...
*sweatdrop*)
I think I messed up the ages a little... Oops.
If any of you are still there, LET THE CELL GAMES BEGIN!
Erhm, I mean, let the fic unfold...
Disclaimer: Screw Mamoru! I want Trunks! But, instead, I'm stuck with this stupid keyboard and a box of Pocky. That's about all I own, so you can guess that I most definitely do NOT own Dragon Ball Z or Sailor Moon. *eyes Pocky* Actually, I'm pretty proud of my Pocky...
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"Oh, wow, Mamo-chan!" Usagi exclaimed, eyes sparkling. Her hands clasped together. They had stepped out of the suffocating car for a small stop, and were on the edge of a highway. "This place is beautiful!" They were looking at a crystal clear beach, large enough for millions of people, but so big that despite the number of tourists there, it seemed half-empty.
"Yeah, isn't it?" Mamoru smiled at his girlfriend. It was summertime, and school was out. They were visiting an ocean shore, much to the protest of Luna and Kenji, both thinking rather nasty thoughts about the couple.
"This place is great!" Ami said, walking up to them. To satisfy Luna and Kenji, the inners came along for supervision.
"What a huge beach!" Makoto said. "Where are we staying, Mamoru?"
"Some big resort..." Mamoru unfolded an ad he had in his pocket. "It's called Sea Rose Resort. Supposed to have 'large, spacious rooms, beautiful swimming areas, prideful dinners, and friendly service.'" he read from the ad.
"Sounds like a phony, good-for-nothing hotel, if you ask me," Rei announced.
"I don't know, it sounds pretty cool," Minako said.
"It's right over there." Mamoru pointed at the tallest building visible.
"Whoa, it IS big," Usagi commented.
"And right near the beach." Ami said happily.
"Still looks kind of phony to me..." Rei said, eyeing the large tower-like structure.
"Either way, I've already booked the reservations, which cost some serious money, so we have to go there anyways!" Mamoru said rather irritably, since HE had to drive the whole way, while everyone else simply goofed off.
"Stuff it, Mamoru," Rei said, stretching. "We're just as sick and tired of the car as you are, OK?" Without another word, she stalked off back to the car. Everyone else followed, anxious to get to the resort.
"So," Usagi remarked, as Mamoru started up the car, "how many rooms did you ask for?"
"We all are staying in one big suite," he informed her, getting back on the freeway.
"Cool, we're all roomies!" Minako said cheerfully.
After a few more minutes of driving, getting lost, a few curses here and there, getting lost again, a small fight, and a bra flying through the air and onto Mamoru's face, they finally ended up in front of the Sea Rose Resort.
"Mamoru-baka!" Makoto said. "You got us lost twice, and the guy you asked directions for asked me out!"
Mamoru sighed wearily.
"He looked about 45, he had a ring on his left ring finger, and he had a potbelly!" Makoto continued.
"Let me out of here," Mamoru muttered, opening the door, then jumping out. Everyone else piled out of the car and crowded around the trunk to get their luggage.
"We're finally here!" Usagi cried happily. They had been planning this for weeks, and she could barely wait. Now, she was going to spend three whole weeks with her boyfriend and best friends, she was so excited!
"I'll go check in," Mamoru said, tossing Usagi the keys. "Usako, make sure to lock up the car, and meet me inside." He grabbed hold of his suitcase, then went off.
"I'm so glad we're here together! Luna and otou-san almost didn't let me come." Usagi said as she waited for her friends to sort out their bags.
"Luckily they did." Minako smiled at her. The others murmured in agreement.
Usagi locked up the car as Mamoru told her to, then followed her friends inside to the air conditioned lobby. "Wow, this is a beautiful lobby!" Usagi remarked, admiring the deep red curtains, plushy leather couches, and Oriental rugs that adorned the large lobby.
"Really nice," Minako agreed. Spotting Mamoru, she went over to his side, the senshi following her. "Are we checked in?"
"Yeah," Mamoru told them. "We're all set. The suite is giant, with four bedrooms, one with two beds, a kitchenette, and three bathrooms.
"Wow." Usagi was impressed. " But wait, there are only five beds, and six of us."
"The sofa folds out into a bed, Usako," Mamoru said airily.
"Oh, OK."
"So, who gets the sofa bed?" Minako wondered.
"Not me!" everyone cried.
"We'll see," Rei said reasonably, walking over to the elevator and pushing the up arrow. "Whoever it is though, it will most definitely NOT be me."
And that initiated argument #267 of the day: Who Gets the Sofa Bed.
~*~*~*~*
"'kaa-san... Are we there yet...?" Chibi Trunks whined for the umpteenth time.
Bulma shot a look at Chibi Trunks, which prompty shut him up. She was driving, irritated, on edge, had skipped her daily coffee break, and was suffering from a whomping case of PMS. She shot a disgusted look at her husband, Vegeta, who was scowling out the window in the passenger's seat. A passing car had two children in it. Vegeta scowled at them. The driver sped up, looking at Vegeta with fear. The kids were positively screaming. Vegeta gave a kind of satisfied smirk. Scaring someone. That made his day.
Mirai Trunks (AN: Yes, Mirai Trunks is with them right now. To avoid confusion, let's call Chibi Trunks Chibi Trunks and Mirai Trunks Trunks, OK?) snorted quietly, watching his younger self cower under his mother's glare. Not that he blamed him. His mom could glare one mean glare.
"Vegeta!" Bulma barked, tired of seeing her husband sit around, doing nothing. "Check to see if the Sons are still behind us."
Vegeta lazily shot a look at the mirror on the edge. Seeing the big dark blue van, he said, "Yeah, Kakarrot and his baka family are right behind us."
"I wish Goten was here," Chibi Trunks said. "Then I wouldn't be so bored."
Bulma started counting to ten silently in her head.
"'tou-san, turn on the radio, OK?" Chibi Trunks said, handing his father a tape. "And put this on."
Vegeta pushed in the tape.
Chibi Trunks sat back in satisfaction, smirking.
Trunks's eyes widened as he realized what tape, what song, was about to play.
And the radio blared, singing, "I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts!"
At that, Chibi Trunks started laughing, Trunks gulped, waiting for the blow up from his mother, Vegeta rolled his eyes ("baka kids"), and Bulma quickly pushed the eject button.
"Young man!" Bulma chided. "Where did you get this tape?!" She examined the tape, one hands holding it, the other with the steering wheel, not really paying attention to the road.
"From 'tou-san," Chibi Trunks said innocently.
Vegeta snorted again.
"Vegeta! How could you give this to your own son?! Do you realize what ideas this could give him?! Do you want him to grow up as a pervert?! Why..."
And on, and on she went. The cell phone rang next to Trunks. He picked it up, pushing the talk button. "Hello?"
"Hey, Trunks!" he heard Goku on the other end.
"Oh, hey, Goku."
"Listen, are we almost there? I don't really know the way, and Chi Chi is kind of griping--"
"I am NOT griping, Goku!" Trunks heard Chi Chi's voice in the background. He smiled to himself.
"Anyways," Goku continued hastily, "Goten is getting restless, Gohan is bored because Chi Chi won't let him read on the car, and I'm getting a little hungry."
Trunks sweatdropped, then cleared his throat, and said, "Uh, I'll ask 'kaa-san but I'm not sure if now is the best time... Hold on."
He put a hand over the mouthpiece and said rather meekly, "Uh, 'kaa-san, how much longer until we get there?"
"NOT YOU TOO! I'VE ALREADY GOT YOUR YOUNGER SELF ON MY CASE! NEXT THING YOU KNOW, VEGETA WILL START COMPLAINING, AND--" Bulma launched into full scold mode.
"No, no," Trunks yelled, motioning at the phone, "Goku wants to know!"
"Oh." Bulma calmed down. "Well, in that case, tell him that we'll be there in around five minutes."
"Baka onna," Vegeta mumbled.
Rubbing his ears, Trunks said into the cell phone, "We'll be there in about five mintues."
"Oh, great!" Goku said cheerfully. "Did you hear that, everyone? We'll be there in about five minutes!"
Cheers were heard in the background.
"I'm sorry about the trouble, Trunks, but it's a circus over here..." Goku apologized.
"And it's just so delightful here..." Trunks mumbled, then spoke in his normal tone, "Not a problem, Goku. See you in a few." He hung up.
"What did Goten say?" asked his younger self.
"Nothing," he told Chibi Trunks. "I only talked to Goku."
"Aww, come on! Why couldn't my older self be cooler?"
"Hey!"
"Shut up, baka kids!"
Bulma counted to twenty silently.
Chibi Trunks stopped arguing when he saw something in the distance. "Hey! Look!" He pointed straight ahead. Vegeta and Trunks looked forward. They saw a long strip of white sand next to the sparkling cerulean ocean, looking tranquil and calm compared to the bustling tourist-y city that was at the waterside edge.
"The beach! That's where we're staying!" Chibi Trunks yelled, whooping. "We're almost there!"
"Thank God," Vegeta grumbled.
Bulma took an exit, then said shortly, "Vegeta, tell me which hotel we're staying at. It's on that piece of paper next to your foot."
Vegeta swiped the tiny paper into his hand, then read, "The Sea Rose Resort."
"Hmm... I think that tall one up there is it," Bulma remarked.
"No way!" Chibi Trunks yelled excitedly. "We're staying in THAT place?!"
They quickly found their way, and parked. The Sons followed, parking right next to them.
"Hey, Bulma!" Chi Chi cried, quickly exiting from the car. "Gosh, I'm glad to get out of that godforsaken car!"
"Me, too," Bulma said, stretching. "At least you weren't driving."
Goku stepped out into the sunlight, looking up in awe at the huge building. "Wow, it's really tall... We're staying here?"
"Hai, baka," Vegeta snapped, getting all of his family's luggage, throwing it over his shoulder, then stomping inside. Goku quickly grabbed his family's luggage easily, then followed. Everyone else trailed behind them, talking.
"It was so boring on my car. What about yours?" Goten asked.
Chibi Trunks grinned. "Interesting. I gave 'tou-san a tape with 'I'm Too Sexy,' and he played it."
The little devil pair howled with laughter.
"Geez, that was boring!" Gohan remarked. "I couldn't do anything on the car!"
"Yeah," Trunks agreed. "Good thing we're finally here."
"I wonder what we're staying in? A lot of rooms?" Gohan thought out loud.
Bulma heard him. "We're all staying in a suite, Gohan."
"Big enough for all of us?" Trunks asked. "There's eight of us."
"So we'll be a little squished. Big deal, we'll live with it." She went to the counter to check in, not noticing Goten and Chibi Trunks making rather rude hand signs at people who passed.
"Goten! Chibi Trunks!" Gohan hissed as a group of several girls and a guy passed by them. Chibi Trunks was wolf whistling at the girls. Luckily none of them noticed anything, and went right on walking. "Quit it or I'll tell 'kaa-san!"
"Ahh, you're no fun, onii-san!" Goten cried, then began to wrestle with Chibi Trunks.
"I can't believe I'm related to that guy," Gohan said, pointing at Goten.
"I can't believe I WAS that guy," Trunks said, pointing to his younger self.
They both sighed.
"Well, we've got our room!" Bulma cried triumphantly, holding up a card key. "Room number 379. Fifth floor."
"Last one to the elevator is a @%&#$~! *@%$#!&^!" Chibi Trunks cried, which produced a couple of"CHIBI TRUNKS!"s and gasps. He ran off, laughing, pulling Goten with him.
Everyone but Vegeta raced to the elevator. Vegeta just scoffed, and walked proudly through the crowd. As they waited for the elevator, Chibi Trunks pointed at Vegeta, and said, "You're a-" Gohan quickly covered his mouth.
"We're going to have to take two elevators," Bulma said. "We have way too much luggage for the elevator to carry."
Automatically, the families split up, each waiting for different elevators.
"Don't forget, fifth floor!" Bulma called to the other group.
Trunks observed the crowd, bored, waiting for the lift. He heard one young girl with a red bow pulling her blonde hair back say to her group, "Guys, we won't all be able to fit on the elevator."
"Huh? What do you mean?" a tall brunette asked.
"Well, there's six of us. There's, uh, another group over there." Trunks watched her point her head in their direction without being too conspicuous. "There's four of them. We won't all fit on that one elevator. And even if we would, it'd be awfully, er, squishy."
"Ten people," a blue-haired girl said thoughtfully. Trunks stared at her strange hair color, although he wasn't one to talk. The color was unusual, but very pretty and neat nonetheless. "I think we'll be fine, Mina. We don't have all that much luggage."
"Alrighty, then," a girl with two buns and pigtails said as the elevator door opened. "Let's go!" She picked up her luggage, and walked into the lift.
Her friends followed, and so did the Briefs. The pigtailed girl pushed the five button, then asked Trunks politely, "What floor?"
"Same," he said, then leaned back onto the wall. He noticed the young girl staring at him. "What?"
She blushed. "Oh, nothing, it's just that you two," she motioned at Trunks and Chibi Trunks, "look very alike."
"Uh, they're cousins," Bulma hurriedly put in.
"Oh." She nodded knowingly and smiled. Trunks couldn't help but notice how pretty she was. "I'm Usagi."
"Bulma," his mother said, smiling at her.
"This is Rei," she pointed at a girl with long raven hair, who was glaring at the ebony haired man, "Mamoru," the man glared back at Rei, "Ami," the blue haired girl gave a small smile, "Makoto," the brunette gave Trunks a flirtatious grin, "and Minako," the girl with the red bow gave a dimply smile.
"This is Vegeta," he scoffed, "Chibi Trunks," Chibi Trunks grinned rather... deviously, "and, uh, Trunks," Trunks nodded his head in greeting.
"Oh, the same name?" Ami asked.
"Uh, yeah," Bulma said nervously.
"That's cool!" Usagi piped brightly. "I have a cousin who looks like me and has the same name!"
Rei glared at her. "USAGI!" she hissed.
"Yeah, that's her name too, I said we had the same names." Rei smacked her upside the head. "Ow! Come on, I said cousin!" (A/N: She's referring to Chibi-Usa.)
Rei sighed and shook her head.
Chibi Trunks tugged on Usagi's hand. She leaned down. "Hai?"
"You're really cute," he said, grinning.
"Chibi Trunks!" Bulma gasped.
Usagi smiled, blushing lightly. "Aww, thanks. You're cute, too," she said, laying her hand briefly atop his head.
Chibi Trunks grinned.
Mamoru narrowed his eyes, much to the amusement of Rei "Oh, come ON baka! You're jealous of a kid?!"
Chibi Trunks frowned at her. "I'm no kid!" He crossed his arms, and scowled. The resemblance between him and his father right now was uncanny.
Usagi burst out laughing. "You look just like Vegeta."
Chibi Trunks scowled even more. "Nuh uh! I have better hair than he does!"
Vegeta scowled.
Usagi laughed.
DING! The elevator lurched, which sent nearly everyone toppling.
Somewhat humorously, Bulma landed on top of Vegeta, who fell back. His hand hit Makoto, who flew into Ami, who tripped over Minako, who fell onto Rei, who bumped Mamoru, who crashed into Chibi Trunks, who flew into Usagi's lap, who fell back in surprise in Trunks's arms, who slammed against the elevator wall.
And that's how the Sons found them, in a mass of entangled limbs, hair, and curses in the air.
"Weirdos," Goten muttered, before noticing Chibi Trunks's position. "Hey! He's with a cute girl! No fair!"
Usagi blushed again, and Chibi Trunks grinned.
"Goten!" ChiChi gasped.
"Aw, shoot. We're supposed to act civil around our 'kaa-sans," Chibi Trunks muttered.
"Darn it. I forgot." Goten mumbled back. They immediately put halos on their head.
Gohan rolled his eyes, physically breaking the halos in half, which stood on end on the boys' heads, now looking remarkably like devil horns.
"Aww, man!" Goten grumbled. "Didn't I tell you to NOT get the cheap, plastic ones?!"
"Iie, you didn't," Chibi Trunks shot back.
"You know, you'd think a hotel like this should have better elevators," Minako said, trying to get off of Rei.
"I told you this place was phony!" Rei yelled.
"Get off of me, baka onna!"
Bulma hmphed, then got off of the Saiya-jin. Makoto stood up, apologizing to Ami. "Are you OK,Ami-chan? I hit you really hard back there, it almost hurt me..."
"Yeah," Ami gasped out, "I'm fine. Are you OK, Rei?"
"Hai, no problem. I'm glad I knocked Mamoru-baka off of his feet."
"You did NOT knock me off of my feet!" Mamoru snapped indignantly. "I was just taken by surprise, that's all," he said, nose in the air, defending his "manly" pride. He turned to Chibi Trunks. "You OK, kid?"
Chibi Trunks glared at Mamoru. "I'm no kid!" He got up, joining Goten.
Usagi carefully got up, her cheeks slightly red. "Er, sorry about that, Trunks."
"It's OK," he said, standing up and blushing a little as well.
Mamoru narrowed his eyes.
"So, who are you?" Usagi asked the Sons curiously, not noticing Mamoru's look in his eyes.
"I'm Goku. This is ChiChi, Gohan, and Goten. You are...?" Goku asked.
"I'm Usagi, that's Ami, there's Minako, that's Makoto, she's Rei, and he's Mamoru." Usagi smiled. "Are you traveling with them?" She pointed to the Breifs.
"Hai. What room are you in?"
"We're in... Um, Mamo-chan, what room are we in?" Usagi turned to her boyfriend.
Something prickled inside Trunks at the nickname, but he ignored it. He didn't care if they were boyfriend and girlfriend... She just fell onto him by accident, even IF it felt nice when she was in his arms...
"We're in number 381," Mamoru said, checking the key number.
"Hey, that's right next to us," Gohan said.
"That's cool," Usagi commented. "Hey, do you guys want to meet for dinner later?"
"Sure!" Bulma said. "We'd love to get to know you better! Let's say around six-ish?"
"Fine with me. Is that OK, minna?" Usagi asked her friends.
"It's OK by me," Makoto said. The others nodded.
"Then we'll see you at six!" Bulma said, unlocking their room and stepping in, as the others followed, Trunks's gaze lingering back on the crowd next to them.
"Ja ne, minna!" Usagi called. Mamoru unlocked their door, too, and everyone rushed inside, happy to finally be in their suite.
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No cliffie! So, how do you guys like it? Heh, strange that the Z fighters and the senshi are in the same place? It will be revealed in, uh, upcoming chapters, and I'm not going to reveal anything so don't even try! ^^U
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