By: M-chan and Chibi-chan^_~*
Disclaimer: 1. Don't own 'em 2. Don't ask 3. Don't sue
Author's Notes: M-chan: Konnichi wa, minna! M-chan here with another ficcy.
Chibi: *pushes M-chan out of the way* I wrote it too.
This is one of my
non-cross over fics. Hope you enjoy it!
Rowen: Run while you still can!
Hayama: Or better yet, kill the authors.
Collie: Yes! Kill them both!!!! MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
M & Chibi: Hey!
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Chapter One
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She remembered the loneliness, the desolation, the
emptiness of her soul.
That night still played in her mind, whenever she was reminded
of him. That night
she got the news, the night her very being seemed to stop and then
shatter.
It could have happened an hour ago, instead of years, with how clear
she saw
every moment. And here it came again, the chance of more loneliness,
more
desolation, more emptiness of her soul.
He was leaving, just like his father had.
Giving her the same shallow
promise of safety he had given. And soon he would be gone, just
like Ve...
"Get away from me! You can't have them!"
A voice broke Bulma out of her
trance. It came from the alley ahead, along with the sounds of
shuffling
feet and flesh being hit. Bulma quickly ran to the alley, clicking
the safety off her gun.
It wouldn't help if the attackers were androids, but from the sound
of it, it was merely
a robbery by cowardly men.
Her intuition proved right. In the alley,
surrounded by three men was a
young girl, her raven black hair pulled up in a tight pony tail.
The girl's stance
held defiance as they approached her. Bulma trained her gun on
the men and
yelled, "Hold it!" They quickly turned around and stared at the
gun in
fear, only armed with crude clubs. "Why don't you leave this
young girl
alone and get out of here!"
They quickly complied, retreating from the alleyway.
Bulma put up her
gun and walked over to the girl, hands held up in peace. As Bulma
approached, the
girl eyed her with a distrustful look. Bulma smiled. "Don't
worry. I
won't hurt you." She laughed. "In fact I don't need your
money, I have
plenty of my own."
The girl smiled at Bulma, more at ease than before.
"Thank you." she
said. "Although, I didn't really need your help. I was really
more afraid that
the androids would come. Whenever they come, they always chase
me. I hate it
when people chase me."
Bulma glanced at her sharply. "You mean you
can out run them?"
The girl nodded. "After awhile."
'This girl!' Bulma thought. 'If she can out
run the androids than... no.
She can't be stronger than Trunks. Maybe faster.
Wait! This is the chance I've been
waiting for! She could go, Trunks wouldn't have to know.
She could be his
quick fire rescue team.'
"Say, what's your name, stranger?" The girl
asked, startling Bulma.
Bulma extended her hand. "Bulma Briefs."
The girl's eyes widened. "You mean the president
of Capsule Corps?"
"One and the same. Now it's my turn to ask
you that question. What's
your name?"
"Stevie," the girl stated firmly. "Short
for Stephanie."
Bulma smiled. "Well, Stevie short for Stephanie,
why don't we go to my
home and have some lunch."
Stevie's eyes widened at the word lunch. "Sure!
I haven't eaten in two
days."
Her stomach growled, emphasizing her statement.
Bulma smiled, but then a movement out of the corner
of her eye caught her
attention. It was a tail, brown and fuzzy.
"You have a tail!" Bulma exclaimed.
Stevie immediately backed up and dropped into a
fighting stance. Her eyes
became hard and distrustful once more. "Yeah, so? What's
it to you?"
Stevie was surprised as Bulma laughed and spun around.
"This is the
break I've been looking for! If you're a sayian, then I'm sure
you won't put
down a chance to do battle!"
"Whoa! Hold on! How do you know about
sayians. I thought I was the
last one left."
Bulma smiled sadly. "You are, the last purebred
sayian anyway."
"What do you mean, purebred?"
"Both your parents were sayians, correct?"
Bulma asked and Stevie
nodded.
"Well my son is a hybrid sayian. Part human."
Stevie's eyes widened. "You mean they don't
chase your son away because
of his tail." Stevie waved the said appendage.
Bulma smiled again. "My son doesn't have a
tail," she said and
Stevie's eyes widened for the second time that day.
"I've got to meet this son of yours." She
shook her head. "Imagine a
sayian with
out a tail." Bulma giggled to herself as they walked to Capsule
Corps.
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"...so that's basically the whole story. My
parents dropped me off here
during a mission. I never saw them again."
"Hmmm... sounds like typical sayian parents. Well,
according to Goku's
scenario." Bulma said, thinking of her long time friend.
"Goku?" Stevie questioned, snapping Bulma out of
her daze.
"Well he was a purebred sayian... er super sayian
that was sent to
Earth. I believe he was told he was a third class warrior. His sayian
name is
Kakarotto. Ever heard of him?"
Stevie sat with eyes wide and her mouth open. "S-super
sayian? How? I
thought it was a legend!"
Bulma smiled. "On the contrary it's anything but
a legend. My husband, my
son, Goku, and Gohan all became super sayians."
Stevie stared at her, taking in the information.
Her son's a super
sayian?! How come he hasn't destroyed the androids? Her
eyes began to fill
with tears. If a super sayian can't destroy the androids, then
who can? All
hope is lost!
"Mother, who are you talking to?" came a voice
from out in the hall.
"Quick! Into the pantry!" Bulma exclaimed
shoving her in. After Bulma
firmly shut the door, she turned to face the hall.
Stevie walked through the slats was as a tall, purple
haired youth walked
in. He had ice blue eyes and quiet movements. He radiated
calmness and generosity.
This is a super sayian?! But I would've expected him to be a
ruthless
killer, not quiet and calm.
"Mother who were you talking to?" he repeated.
"No one Trunks. Just to myself."
"But I was sure I heard another voice along with
yours."
Bulma smiled at him and he noticed worry in her
eyes. "You must be
hearing things. There is on one in this room besides you and
me."
Trunks grabbed his mother's hands. "I know
you're worried about me
going. But I'll be fine, the androids won't be there, yet."
Stevie raised an eyebrow. 'What does he mean
by yet?'
"But Trunks when you go back in time. I'll
have no idea where you are.
At least in this time, I can track you."
Stevie stared at them in amazement. 'He's
going back in time!?' She was
so shocked, she fell forward bumping the door slightly. An oppressive
silence
filled the room.
"What was that?" Trunks asked, gesturing towards
the door.
Bulma smiled tightly. "It was probably a mouse
or something."
Trunks shook his head and smiled at her. "No
it's not. I can always
tell when you're lying." He strode over to the door and opened
it. Stevie smiled
shyly at him.
"Hello!" she said quietly, but smiling none the
less. She was oblivious
to her tail, which was swaying freely behind her. Trunks eyes narrowed
on the space
behind Stevie. She glanced behind her to find nothing out
of the ordinary. She
turned to Trunks again. "Whatcha' lookin' at?" she asked, looking behind
her
again. She spotted her tail moving around. 'Oh no! I'm in trouble now...
I'm
getting too careless!'
Trunks drew his sword and leveled it at Stevie.
"Who are you?" he asked
icily.
"A sayian obviously," she said pointing to her tail.
"What do you want here?" he asked, his gaze not
faltering.
"Actually I was invited here..." Stevie replied
leaning to the side so
she could see Bulma.
Trunks followed her gaze. "My mom invited
you here?" he asked in a
whisper.
Stevie smiled brightly. "Now you got it!"
She started to leave from
the pantry.
Trunks once again pointed his sword at her.
"I didn't say you could
leave."
Stevie gently pushed the blade away from her as
she started to walk
towards Bulma. Trunks jerked the blade up and pressed it lightly against
her neck.
Stevie stopped moving. She searched Trunks's eyes before pushing the
blade
away once more and using her sayian speed to get behind Bulma.
Bulma stood firm between the two. "Trunks!" Trunks
winced at his mother's
tone.
"Don't you dare harm this gi--" Bulma was cut off as Stevie put a hand
on her
shoulder.
"It's okay. He's a good person and didn't mean any
harm. He just doesn't
want to
lose you too..." Stevie said quietly staring at the ground in embarrassment.
Trunks stared at her as she raised her eyes from
the ground. He searched
her eyes as she had just searched his. He saw sorrow, fear and
something
else he didn't recognize. Was it jealousy? It was then
that he realized she
wouldn't hurt a fly, let alone his mother. His eyes softened
and he smiled.
"I'm Trunks." he said, extending a hand.
Stevie smiled and took it. "Stevie."
Both turned at the sound of laughter. Bulma was
laughing happily while
watching
the two. "All right love birds, it's time to get back to the original
discussion about the little trip you're taking Trunks," Bulma said,
the
amusement leaving her voice.
Both jumped apart, blushing beet red. "Must
you always embarrass me
mother?!" Trunks asked, exasperation in his voice.
She winked at him. "I'm your mother.
It's my job!"
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Chibi-chan: Here we have it! Chapter one is finished!
M-chan: Shouldn't this have been the prologue?
Chibi-chan: Um, what's a prologue? I've never done one of those...
tell me what it is!
M-chan: *sweatdrop* Never mind! Well I guess chapter one is
finished!
M & Chibi: Bai bai!