DRAGON BALL U
Chikura: desolation and despair
By JoSav
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"You realize, of course, that I'm utterly going to humiliate you, Kakarotto."
---A Saiyajin Heritage. Section 14: "Saiyajin Wit"---
"The light in your eyes is what keeps me going."
---Hope! The past cannot be changed? A chronicle of Trunks, the man who saved the world. Ch. 2: "Bulma Briefs."---
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PREFACE I
"The Light In Your Eyes"
Rating: T
Indifferent to the senselessness of everything
You stand in shadows staring back at me and I catch
Your breath is cold, pushing me away from the things I used to care
For give me something more than stating the
Obviously you're nothing but the desire inside of me I feel
obliged to laugh at the insignificance of your imagery
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Bulma watched her son carefully, leaning on the edge of the wooden crib. She was happy enough, although the father of her child had had no interest in her in close to a year, and it would likely take her another two and a half months of strict dieting before she'd have her old figure back – if she was ever going to have her figure back in the first place.
The room was barely lit. She didn't particularly mind. She didn't know how long she'd been staring at the tiny person in that wooden crib and frankly, she couldn't care less. This teeny tiny person was her son, and the feelings that had washed over her the moment their eyes had met for the first time was one she was unable to describe.
"Trunks," she whispered into the dark. "My Trunks." She wanted to thank the Gods for allowing her to find out what it was like to be a mother. She would never have guessed it felt this damn good. But she had to admit she was afraid as well.
Was she going to have to raise this child by herself? Would the boy's father ever so much as lay eyes upon their son? She didn't know. All she knew was that this feeling was beyond anything the Gods could give or take from her. Beyond anything that ass Vejiita – the child's father – could ever make her feel.
Trunks opened his baby-blue eyes and looked at his mother. In that moment, Bulma saw a wisdom in those eyes she could never have imagined and for a while she thought she hadn't seen it in the first place. The boy reached out to her and she caressed his flushed cheeks. The glint in his eyes was gone and Bulma blamed the fading sunlight.
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There is one being above all other. A single creature which origin is shrouded in mystery. It is what one truly refers to when speaking of God, like so many of us do. Do we seek His approval to find some sort of illumination or insight, or do we do such out of mere selfish motive in hopes of finding a place in Heaven? Do we truly desire to go to Heaven? Do we believe in God? One can only guess, except for this God for He knows All.
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Son Goten was a special boy, ChiChi knew. The moment she had held him in his arms, she had known. She looked down to him, sleeping in her arms as she rocked back and forth gently, in the chair her other son had built for her. Her older son was studying in the other room, her youngest lay asleep in her arms. Goten, she had called him, named after the heavens where the child's father resided. Goku was dead, but ChiChi could see so much of him in their newborn son. The look in the boy's eyes did not betray any wisdom or understanding but showed a glorious future nonetheless. ChiChi knew it was the naiveté of a mother to think her son would one day come to great things but ChiChi was convinced Goten would go even beyond that. There was a radiance in his eyes she couldn't quite explain and for a moment she thought Goku reached out to her through those eyes, to have it fade only an instant later. She was unable to hold back her tears, and ChiChi knew Son Goten would one day surpass even his celebrated father.
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But this God is not to be taken lightly for He is all that is, what was and what will be.
God of All, the Highest Dragon Murass, forged a world to live in. This Surreal World is nowhere near what you and I can imagine. It is nothing like the Real. In this place no trees grow, no creatures dwell.
Murass created all that is. Murass created you and I. And Murass provided each and every one of us with a gift and a curse. Is it mere irony that both gift and curse are exactly the same?
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every hour, every breath, every time I get away from a indolent
sort of compassion I know you're laughing but I cannot see
pulling a cover over my head I do not
care and I watch you slip away from me you've
gone missing in the shape of an empty crowd
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The night was black. Vejiita looked at the small boy that lay awake, his blue eyes looking back into his dark, brazen stare. He didn't say a word but the wheels in his head turned and turned, and turned. His son. His son? His son, a weakling, a weeping, sleeping, helpless – puny little brat. His son. This boy carried on a Saiyajin lineage that went back ages. But Vejiita had not been sure whether this boy would be worthy to carry such heritage. Would this brat be worthy of the name Vejiita? Something in the boy's stare told him yes, but Vejiita wasn't ready to admit it.
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One would never call Murass a mysterious, ethereal creature would one understand His motives. For it was Murass who grew bored and henceforth flipped a coin. Heads, I win. Tails, you lose. And as the insignificant coin rolled over on one side, Murass forged a creature from wholesome darkness. I'm sorry, Light, Murass is said to have spoken, but you lose. From darkness alone, Murass crafted a creature that was different from any other being. This being could not create. The Hakaisha, the Destroyer, could do nothing but destroy and Murass watched in wonder at the curious havoc it wreaked across Reality, leaving more darkness and more destruction in its path as time progressed, forging only more ruin from the evil it produced.
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Goku was now in the world beyond the Real, lingering happily in one of eight divinations of the Surreal. Humans called it the afterlife, Goku didn't really care what it was called and was in no way restricted in his existence. Had he not been dead, Goku would not have noticed any difference. However, there was one thing he wished for, something that was beyond his grasp to control from the other world. For Goku did not dwell in the Real, could not go back to the Real. The only place the dead had in Reality was in the memories of those they had left behind. Goku had never seen his newborn son but felt strangely connected to him, understanding his child's destiny lay beyond that of the Real. What that meant, Goku did not know.
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Light beseeched for a restoration of an age-old balance. "Lord Murass," she entreated her Master, "Darkness is broadened even beyond the grasp of us Dragons. The light is fading."
"Worry not," the God of All had replied with a wicked smile. "You'll find your Saviour soon." From the light that was fading, Murass brought forth the Saviour, the Kyuusaisha.
It was the beginning of an endless fight between light and darkness, good and evil.
And it would take but a thousand years before the Hakaisha and Kyuusaisha would oppose one another for the very first time. Saviour and Destroyer fought an epic battle on the Dori Star, in the far away regions of the Southern Galaxy. Light would ask for too much after the destruction the Hakaisha left in its path, blowing up Light's most precious star.
"Master," Light spoke boldly to her godly Creator. "The light isn't bright enough, the light is too weak to prevail. Darkness has no right to claim my stars, my light."
God laughed an ethereal laugh. How could one bother the Highest of All with trivial things such as the destruction of a mere star? In his unbridled fury, Murass split the Saviour in two, in hopes of teaching the light a valuable lesson. "The bigger the light," Murass told his Child, "the bigger its shadow becomes. Your Dori Star was a big, bright star. You should know by now, love, that every big star will eventually collapse and become a Black Hole, a source of darkness that pulls in everything near. You shouldn't feel so bothered losing your big bright Dori Star. It's the smaller stars that will always continue to shine, no matter how small they will eventually be. Their shadow will only grow smaller and they will never become black holes." Again, God laughed an ethereal laugh. "Do not underestimate a weak light."
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These days I reach out and push, pushing over and over
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From the moment Trunks and Goten looked into each other's eyes they knew their friendship was beyond the earthly and would last forever.
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Is the Saviour forever gone? Is it but a matter of time before the Destroyer will rise beyond the grasp of even Murass? Only God knows, as only the Highest knows All. But the present is intertwined with both past and future. Only God knows All.
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Goodbye for now I left you behind
I'm not even close to feeling sorry for
You're just like everybody else
---JoSav 2004, "Just Like You"---
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Author's Note: What is the light in their eyes? What does it mean?
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