Disclaimer: dont own so dont sue...tra la laa la lalaaa

oh and forgive me about the funny bar scene in this. i know nothing

about alcohol and stuff i just know my friend and his mom say it's

really rather icky...so yea dont harm me please!! *hides under the

corpse of a clown*

*blink blink*..GAH!!*runs away and throws a torch at it*

o.o i'll be ok.....

Free Falling

ch.1

It was beginning to get dark. Goten was walking his date home,

who happened to live in the slums of Satan City. As they arrived at her

apartment a young man with a brown leather jacket,lavender hair,and

pale blue eyes walked past them with his hands stuffed in his pockets.

He seemed to be completely oblivious to the world around him.

"It's so sad. There are so many people around here that just wander

the streets without a purpose. Such a shame.." Goten's date said with a

sigh. Gotne stared at the man for a moment, said his goodbyes to his

date, and ran up to the guy.

"Hey."

"What do you want?"

Goten smiled.

" I thought it was you! How've you been? I hear you quit your job at

Capsule Corp."

Trunks continued staring at his feet.

Goten sighed. After a few moments of silence, he spoke up again.

"Your birthday is in a month,right? What do you want?"

Trunks shrugged.

"Nothing in particular."

" Oh c'mon, there's gotta be something!"

Trunks shook his head.

"Really. Anything will do. You don't even have to get me anything

if you don't want to."

Goten chuckled.

" I'll get you something,man. Don't you worry about that."

It began to rain a little.

"Well, I better be getting home."

Trunks nodded. Goten took off into the air.

"Later, Trunks!"

Trunks just kept walking and staring at the ground.

He came upon a club called Nightly, and went inside.

He sat down at the bar and looked around. Most of the people were just

standing around, drinking and talking. All the drunk people were

talking and laughing in the corner.

"What'll it be?" asked the bartender.

"Vodka."

The bartender blinked and got it for him.

" You sure a pretty boy like you can take vodka straight? It's

pretty strong from most people."

"I'm not most people."

The bartender stood amazed a moment then got him some more.

"Lemme go!! You digusting drunk!!"

Trunks looked in the corner at a young girl being harassed by some

dirty drunkards.

He simply took four ice cubes from his glass and flicked them behind

him, making them ricochet off each man in the back corner,knocking them

out cold. The young woman stood confused for a moment but shrugged it

off and headed to the bar. She sat beside him and stared for a moment.

"So...what's your story?"

Trunks downed another vodka.

"why do you care?" he said, staring at his empty glass.

She sighed and flung her hair over her shoulder.

She had long,raven hair, sea blue eyes, and Trunks had to admit,

she was beautiful.

She wore a short pruple dress with a low cut in front and knee-high

black boots.

She leaned her head on her hand and looked at Trunks.

"Everyone around here has a story,I was just interested-"

" It doesn't matter. You don't want to know my story,I know that. So

what do you really want?"

She blinked and grinned.

"Can you hook me up with somethin'?" she said, leaning closer to

him.

With out looking at her or flinching at all, he simply replied

"I don't give, I take."

She looked disappointed for a moment then looked outside.

"Oh crap..it's raining cats and dogs out there! You can hardly

see a thing and it's already dark!" she said, preparing her umbrella.

Trunks drank some more vodka and looked at her.

"It'd be wise to wait for the rain to let up."

She gazed at him.

"How would someone like you know what's wise and what's not?"

" You'll never get home in that mess. Wait until it lets up and

I'll walk you home." Trunks replied, staring back down at his glass.

The girl smiled.

" I'm Amiraie."

"Trunks."

"How old?"

" Older than you."

" How do you know?"

"Well,tell me.."

" I'm-"

"Truthfully."

" ....17. 18 in 3 weeks."

" 20 in 2 months."

" Ok.."

"C'mon." he said, getting up to leave.

She stared for a moment and then followed him.

"Coming, Trunks!"



Walking down the street, it was just barely drizzling.

Amiraie would try to strike up conversation but to no avail. They

turned the corner and came to the stoop of her apartment building.

"Well,um,thanks.."

"Yeah."

"Look,I woudl really like to uh..hang out sometime."

He grinned.

"I though we went over the 'minor' thing already."

She crossed her arms and frowned.

"Oh you're no fun. It's not even that much of a difference!"

He chuckled and scribbled his addres and phone number on a

piece of paper and handed it to her.

"Wait three weeks and call me if you still wanna hang out. Or just

stop by if you're around."

She smiled and hugged him quickly.

"Sure thing,Trunks! Thanks again!"

She went inside just as it began to rain again.

Trunks walked down the street, letting the cold rain soak him

completely.

Girls like that always made him smile. They reminded him of his

sister.

He hoped to Kami his sister would never end up like him.

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