Title: Destiny Trip Chapter 2
Author: Azn Angel
Email: star_wingz13@yahoo.com
Rated: PG
*dodges various items aimed at me* I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I know I haven't
written in half a year or so, but I'll try and get in a chapter or two
as much as possible!
Wow, I've gotten a lot more reviews than expected! How... unexpected! ^^U
Please email or review! Email me at star_wingz13@yahoo.com!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, Dragon Ball Z, or the world. I have
no need for the world. So, if, by chance, I ever take over the world, I
shall hand it over to Sari. Otherwise, I would like to claim the
ownership of these following items/persons/places/Pocky flavors. *rolls
out parchment* ... *silence* I'm done.
~*~*~*
"Oh, my!" Usagi breathed, dropping her bags on the floor and staring at
the lavishly decorated with dark rasberry curtains, forest green chairs,
and a comfortable looking sofa, facing a big screen TV, which had a VCR
and game system. Next to the TV was a desk, and off to the side she could
see a reasonably large kitchenette. Through the hallway, Usagi could
also see a few rooms.
"This is like an apartment." Ami said, eyeing the desk.
"They have such nice decorations!" Makoto exclaimed, admiring some plants
hanging near the windows.
Rei said nothing as Mamoru grinned smugly at her and said, "Nice, eh?"
She gave a little "huh!".
Minako leaped and and landed face first into the soft couch. "Ugh, I
HATE car trips." she said, her voice muffled. She suddenly sat up, spotting
something across the room. She gave a squeal of happiness, and bounded to
where a neat little row of plastic-wrapped hotel slippers were placed. She
hastily unwrapped one. "Hotel slippers!!!" she said fondly as she released
her foot from her shoe, and slid it into the slipper. "Ahh..." she sighed.
Makoto stared at her. "You are so weird."
Minako ignored her. "I wonder what type of soap they have..."
The odango-haired girl smiled in a tired sort of way, laughing inwardly at
her ridiculous friends. About to collapse, she suddenly remembered something.
Usagi quickly ran into one of the rooms and yelled, "I CLAIM THIS ONE!"
She looked around her room, which had soft pink wallpaper, and a painting
of two doves in a sunset hanging on the wall. The bed was very spacious
('And bouncy, perhaps?' Usagi thought), and had fluffy pillows and a
sunset colored quilt.
Shuffling and running could be heard. Mamoru must have been flattened
to the ground, because Usagi could hear all the senshi's, "THIS ONE'S
MINE!" and Mamoru's "@#$%^&*!" A flood of curses were heard from the
hallway.
Usagi chuckled, and walked back into the hallway, where she found her
beloved, noble prince in shining armor reduced to a tousled man who
was sprawled out on the floor, with dirty footprints ruining his once
white shirt. "Aww, poor Mamo-chan..." she said sweetly.
He scowled up at her. "YOU THINK MAYBE WE CAN ALTERNATE?!" he yelled.
"NO!!!" came a chorus of refusals.
Usagi stifled a laugh. "If you want, Mamo-chan, we can trade. Or..." she
hesitated. "Or we could share my bed."
Mamoru's pulse quickened at the thought of him and Usagi in bed together, but
Mamoru stood up, dusted himself off, and said proudly, "I'm a man. I'll be a gentleman and courteously take the sofabed. UNLIKE OTHERS, I AM NOT RUDE!"
"Wanna bet?" Rei muttered as she came to get her pack.
"Hey! I heard that!"
"Oh, shut up. We have to get moving anyway. We have dinner plans, remember?" With that, Rei flung her bag over her shoulder and walked back to her room.
Usagi nodded happily, her heart suddenly beating faster at the thought
of Trunks. She flushed, catching sight of Mamoru, then forced a nervous
smile, picked up her bag, and strolled back into her room.
Mamoru frowned deeply.
~*~*~*
"Dude!!! This is one sweet suite!" Chibi Trunks said as they all entered
their room.
"Yeah!" Goten agreed, viewing the room. His eyes lit up. "Oh, wow!" He
rushed over to the big screen. (AN: They have the same type of room as
Usagi and co.) "This has such a HUGE screen!" he exclaimed, examining
it from all angles. He switched it on, and flipped through the channels.
"Cool! It has twenty whole channels! And a VCR! And something called a
Playstation... Gosh, our TV is big, as big as my head, but it only has
six channels."
"Yeah, that's really cool." Trunks said in a rather bored way. He was
used to such luxuries at home, and anyways, his TV in his room was much
bigger, and HE had fifty-five channels.
Bulma quickly counted the rooms and said, "There are five rooms. Goku and
Chi Chi can share a room, while Vegeta and I do the same, of course. That
leaves three rooms, but there's four of you. Anyone want to share a bed?"
"EWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!" Chibi Trunks and Goten yelled. 'No yaoi here, please!'
went through both their heads.
"Apparently not. Well, then, who wants the sofabed?"
"I'll take it." Trunks volunteered.
"No, I'll take it." Gohan said.
"No, really, I'll take it." Trunks insisted.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." Trunks grinned. Gohan looked at little uncertain, but before he
could say anything else, Chi Chi began to speak.
"Well, we better get ready for dinner with those nice girls." Chi Chi said,
shooing Gohan and Goten off to unpack. "Everyone else better unpack their
stuff, too." she said and Gohan and Goten quickly scampered off.
~*~*~*
"USAGI! MINAKO! GET YOUR !@#$% DOWN HERE!"
"Language, Rei-chan." Ami said automatically, as she checked her watch.
Makoto sighed.
Mamoru sulked for some unknown reason in a corner.
Rei tapped her foot impatiently, arms crossed, face scrunched up in
frustration. "I'M NEVER GOING TO LET EITHER OF YOU TWO READ MY MANGA IF
YOU GUYS DON'T GET DOWN HERE RIGHT THIS SEC-"
And zap! Usagi and Minako appeared in front of Rei, fully dressed and ready
to go. Rei sweatdropped, then walked out the door, shaking her head. Usagi
and Minako followed, both chatting about where to eat, while Ami and Makoto
trailed behind them. Mamoru, with a very cross face, finally left the room,
locking the door behind him.
Usagi knocked lightly on the door, and it immediately opened, Goku's
cheery smile greeting them. "Konnichiwa, minna-san!"
"Konnichiwa. I hope we aren't too late." Usagi said.
"Is everyone ready?" Rei asked.
"Oh, yeah, we've been waiting for you guys!" Goku grinned. "I really
can't wait for dinner. I'm SO starv-"
"Itai!" they heard Goten cry out. "Hey, no fair, that's cheating!"
"We're racing!" they heard, though couldn't see, Chibi Trunks say. "You
never said we couldn't attack."
"And you never said we COULD!"
Just then, Chibi Trunks appeared in front of Usagi. "Konnichiwa!" He smiled
brightly.
"Konnichiwa, Chibi Trunks." Usagi giggled.
Goten suddenly appeared and pushed Chibi Trunks out of the way. "Konnichiwa,
Usagi!"
"Konnichiwa, Goten." Usagi was laughing now.
Mamoru scowled.
Ami, Rei, Makoto, and Minako followed Goku through the door, when someone
darted past them.
"FLIRT!" Chi Chi yelled, chasing after her son with a rolling pin she had
pulled out of who knows where. Goten giggled, and promptly began running
like hell was at his heels. "I will NOT have a flirt as a son!"
Chibi Trunks laughed, cheering her on. "Go, Chi Chi-san! Go for the left
arm! Hit him where it hurts!"
"Chibi Trunks!" Bulma yelled from inside the room.
"Hook! Right there! Left punch and hook!
"CHIBI TRUNKS!"
"OK, OK..." Chibi Trunks crept quietly over to Usagi. "You know..." he said
flirtatiously in a hushed voice. "I like you. You're really cute."
Usagi's cheeks slightly reddened. "Thanks. You too." she said, teasing back
and trying hard not to giggle.
Mamoru openly glared at the young boy, and was at Usagi's side in an instant.
Usagi slightly faltered in surprise, but Mamoru simply gave her a charming
smile, and wrapped her in his arms.
Usagi was so confused. In the elevator, for the brief moment that she was
trppaed in Trunks's arms, a tingling, thrilling sensation spread all
throughout her body. But now, while she was with Mamoru, she no longer felt
the same way she did before she met Trunks. It just didn't feel right
anymore.
"I love you, Usako." Mamoru whispered out of the blue in Usagi's ear, giving
her a small kiss on the cheek.
The words felt empty. Untrue. A lie. And the nickname sounded so wrong,
coming from Mamoru's mouth.
'What is wrong with me?!' Usagi asked herself.
Needless to say, Chibi Trunks was blocked out of view by the tall figure of
Mamoru. Chibi Trunks quickly peeked around Mamoru's legs, spotted that the
fight between his best friend and his friend's mother was still on. He
quietly slipped over to the fight, and began cheering Chi Chi on again.
Trunks wrestled his way through the doorway (with a near miss of being
bonked on the head with a frying pan--where did Chi Chi get all that
kitchen supplies, anyway?), and heard the small whisper that Mamoru uttered.
His face stayed the same, being taught to keep his emotions inside, like
a warrior, but inside, jealousy clawed through him. He gruffly cleared his
throat.
Both Usagi and Mamoru looked up, Usagi's face relieved, Mamoru's angry.
Mamoru narrowed his eyes. He was very suspiscious of this "Boxers"
character, or whatever his name was... Mamoru could read expressions much
better than others thought he could. He saw the jealousy and hurt that
flashed across his face when Trunks saw Usagi in his own arms. He caught the
small glimpse of joy that danced in Usagi's eyes as she was thrown into
Trunks's arms.
He gulped. Even worse, in that millisecond that Trunks and Usagi were in
eachothers' arms, he saw a golden band around them. An aura. Pure, beautiful
gold. Like a gold ring around them. (AN: Remember, when he first touched
Chibi-Usa, he saw visions, so that's why he can see the band.) Sure, it
would've been better if it were blue, which meant friends, or pink, which
meant best friends, or, better yet, black, which meant mortal enemies. But,
according to Rei, gold meant...
He mentally shook his head. No. No way. He and Usagi were meant to be
together. He loved her. She loved him.
Sharply, he turned to his "love". Didn't she?!
He smiled. Of course she did. Who could resist him?
"Konnichiwa, Trunks!" Usagi greeted brightly, pulling out of Mamoru's
embrace. "You ready to go?"
"Hai." Trunks nodded, smiling at the young blonde.
Usagi suddenly gasp, as her sight of Trunks's handsome face fading away,
feeling so dizzy...
"NOOOOOOOO!!! ENDYMION!!!!!"
An image of a sword driving through someone's chest ran through her mind,
pictures of blood blurring her vision. She recognized the voice screaming
as her own. Yet strangely, it wasn't her. It was someone else...
She blinked back to reality. Trunks was staring at her. "Oh, gosh..." Usagi
gasped quietly, putting a hand to her head.
"What? What is it?!" Trunks asked frantically at the sight of Usagi in
distress.
"A vision... A memory..." Usagi mumbled. 'The blood...' she shuddered.
'Vision? Memory?' Trunks thought in confusion.
"Did you say something, Usako?"
Trunks narrowed his eyes in jealousy at Mamoru. He couldn't help it, even
though he knew it was rather childish, he had the distinct urge to blow a
raspberry to Chiba. Mamoru narrowed his eyes back in return.
"N-no, Mamo-chan..." Usagi stammered, closing her eyes, trying to be rid
of the horrible image. Instead, shutting her eyes made the image even
clearer. Her eyes flew open, to find Trunks's concerned face in view.
A sense of recognition filled her mind. She had seen him before, somewhere...
"Do I know you?" she managed to choke out.
Trunks and Mamoru gasped. "Usagi, don't tell me you have amnesia!" Trunks
said in panic.
Usagi stifled a laugh. The pair actually looked sort of funny, despite the
reason they were in this shocked state. "Iie, I don't mean that, I mean,
have I met you before?"
"Of course, don't you remember? We met on the elevator."
Usagi shook her head. "I mean before that."
"Before that?" Trunks repeated. He tried to recall whether he had met
someone as beautiful as Usagi before, but drew a blank. "Iie, I don't think
so..."
"Strange." Usagi gripped her head with one hand and smiled weakly. "Must
have been someone else..."
Mamoru looked between his girlfriend and the saiya-jin in suspicion. "Usako?"
He stressed the word. "You know him?"
"I just... feel like I know him somehow..." Usagi mumbled.
Mamoru looked at them in doubt. There was something going on, and he
didn't like it.
"Usagi!"
They all turned to the yell as a purple streak rushed past them all and
into Usagi's arms. A black streak followed after.
"CHIBI TRUNKS! Unfair!"
Chibi Trunks stuck out his tongue at Goten, taunting, "Nyah! HA! She's mine!"
Mamoru growled. He didn't like those purple boys. ('Probably dyed their
hair, anyway.' he thought darkly) Little annoying twits, he wasn't fond of
them at all...
"I was with her first!"
Nor Goten.
"Don't tell me you two were racing again." Usagi said, stooping down to
Goten's eye level while still holding Chibi Trunks, who was smirking in
victory.
"Hai, demo, he cheated!" Goten yelled.
"How?"
"He used his Ins-"
Trunks covered up Goten's mouth quickly. Goten's muffled yells echoed
through the empty hallway.
From the room across from them, they heard, "!@#$*&^% #$!^%#@# #%!$^@! SHUT
UP!!!"
"Wow..." Chibi Trunks said in an impressed sort of way. "I've never heard
that before, not even from 'tou-san..."
Goten pulled at Usagi's sleeve slightly. "Usagi, what does #@$&*%! mean?"
Usagi gulped nervously. "Uh, I'm not sure, Goten. C'mon, let's all go inside,
before we get in trouble for disturbing the peace."
As they all trailed through the door, Usagi asked curiously, "Goten, what
were you saying before Trunks covered up your mouth?"
"Heh heh..." Goten blushed slightly in embarrassment. They weren't really
supposed to tell anyone about their powers and saiya-jin heritage, since that
last scene when a poor passer-by was almost scared to death by Vegeta when
he called the saiya-jin a weakling, and poking at his "flabby" muscles. The
poor man had no idea that Vegeta was in a bad mood, breaking the Training
Room once again, Bulma cutting off his food supply for a week, his spandex
stretching too tight and giving him a wedgie... Well, as the Vegeta we all
know and, uh, love would react, he aimed a small energy ball at the man,
who fainted with shock before the ki blast hit him. Luckily, he fell back
as he blacked out, so the blast barely grazed him. Even so, the poor guy
was still in rehab. Bulma wasn't very happy after that, and both she and
Chi Chi strictly forbade them to tell anyone about their strength, nor use
them in public. Of course, there were a few slip ups, but nothing too major.
"Um, I wasn't really saying anything, I was kind of mumbling..."
"Then why did Trunks cover up your mouth?" Usagi cast a glance to the tall
saiya-jin.
"Erhm... I dunno, ask him." Goten said, putting Trunks in the spotlight.
Trunks facevaulted, and sweatdropped as Usagi turned her gaze to him for an
answer. "Eh heh heh heh... Well, um, I was just playing around with my
little buddy..." He gave Goten a rather forceful rub on the head. Goten just
smiled innocently up at him.
Usagi looked skeptical, but dismissed the subject.
"Give it up!" Chibi Trunks said to Goten, continuing their argument. "She
likes me better."
"Yeah, right!" Goten said. "She likes me WAY better!"
"Suuure... Anyways, I saw her first!"
"So? I like her more, and she likes me more!"
"Guys, guys, guys!" Usagi stepped between them. "Number one, I'm not some
prize to be fought over-" Trunks and Mamoru cast a steely look at eachother,
which did not go unnoticed by Goten and Chibi Trunks. "Number two, I like
you both the same, and number three, you guys have to stop hurling
yourselves into my arms like that. It hurts!"
Goten and Chibi Trunks laughed, both apologizing. "Gomen, Usagi-chan."
"For a couple of kids, you guys sure are strong and heavy." Usagi commented,
rubbing her sore arm. "And fast. You guys must have pretty even races."
"Well, we are Super S-"
Chibi Trunks stopped at Trunks's deathly glare.
"...super strong, heh heh..." Chibi Trunks finished hastily. "We, uh, work
out a lot."
Usagi giggled. "Aww, you guys are so cute."
Chibi Trunks and Goten grinned at eachother.
'She'd better mean baby cute...' Mamoru thought, jealousy raging, even if
they were just children. He stomped into the room where Gohan and Ami were.
Trunks and Usagi looked at eachother, shrugged, and followed Mamoru. Chibi
Trunks and Goten trailed after them.
"Huh?" Usagi looked around for her senshi. "Where'd everyone go?" Ami and
Gohan were sitting next to eachother, reading and talking, Vegeta was
muttering darkly in a corner of the room, and Goku was looking through all
the kitchenette's cupboards and drawers, trying to find something to eat.
Ami looked up. "Usagi-chan, I think they all went toward the bedrooms."
"Why?"
"I think they're helping Bulma and Chi Chi get ready."
"Yeah," Goku's voice echoed through a mournfully empty refrigerator. "They
were ready before, but Chi Chi and Bulma saw how nice your friends looked,
and asked for them to help them get a better outfit or something."
Usagi plopped into a chair. She looked at the title of the book Ami and
Gohan were so interested in. "Thermodynamics?" she said softly.
Trunks heard her and grinned. "Gohan's probably telling Ami about it."
Usagi shook her head. "No, I bet Ami's giving Gohan a few pointers."
"Iie, I doubt it. Gohan is the top in his physics class."
"AMI is the top in ALL her classes." Usagi quickly shot back, defending her
friend. Gohan and Ami looked up curiously at the sound of their names.
"GOHAN is the top in his whole school!"
"Ami is the best in our city!"
"Gohan's the best in our county!"
"Ami's the best in all of Japan!"
Trunks blinked. "Really?"
"I don't know. I just said that to match yours."
They both laughed.
Gohan and Ami were blushing. They looked at eachother, blushed harder, then
switched the subject to quantum physics.
"But, really, I do think Ami might be the best in Japan." Usagi said.
"Not if Gohan's here!" Trunks argued.
"Yeah, right!" Usagi rolled her eyes.
"Gohan's I.Q. is well over 200!"
"Ami's I.Q. is 300!"
They stopped, realizing what they were doing, and bursted out laughing.
Mamoru inwardly growled, seeing Usagi and Trunks's argument as playful
flirting (which, it kind of was).
An eruption of giggles and squeals came from a bedroom. Trunks sighed.
"They're STILL getting ready!"
Usagi shrugged. "It's a girl thing." She stayed close to Trunks as they
waited for Chi Chi and Bulma to get ready, feeling comfortable with the
saiya-jin, and getting a few laughs. Of course, Trunks had no objection to
this.
A loud yell filled the room. "BAKA ONNA, I'M STARVING HERE!!!"
Another yell matched it. "VEGETA, YOU SHUT UP, OR YOU'RE SLEEPING ON THE
COUCH!!!"
That shut the proud saiya-jin up, though a few mutters were heard from him.
Goku's hesitant voice was also heard. "Um, Chi Chi, koishii, all of us are
kind of getting hungry..."
"BE QUIET MISTER OR YOU'RE SLEEPING ON THE SOFA BED WITH VEGETA!!!"
"WOMAN, I AM NOT SLEEPING WITH KAKARROT!!!"
'Yaoi...' was the first thought that went through Chibi Trunks's and Goten's
minds as they played poker (though they said they were playing Go Fish).
"THEN SHUT THE @#$% UP, VEGETA!"
Silence followed.
Usagi blinked, and turned to Trunks. "Ahh..."
"Yeah, it's always like that." Trunks shrugged.
"Ahh..." Usagi said wisely.
"Finished!" Minako's voice declared through the room.
"Finally!" Vegeta grumbled.
Chi Chi and Bulma walked out, with the senshi trailing behind them, smiling
sweetly, all thinking, 'This'll be worth the wait!', which turned to sly
looks, as they thought of what Vegeta and Goku's reactions might be...
Their reactions, you ask? You could hear a loud THUMP as their jaws dropped
to the floor.
"I'm surprised you guys haven't been kicked out yet, with all the noise you
make." Usagi whispered, rolling her eyes.
Chi Chi and Bulma looked at least fifteen years younger, both dressed in
clothes borrowed from Makoto. Chi Chi wore a light orange and white striped
shirt and khaki shorts. Her hair was in Minako style, pulled back with a less
conspicuous bow. Bulma had on a tight white t-shirt and dark denim shorts.
Her bangs were pulled back with a navy blue bandanna that matched her shorts.
They had on some light make-up, and were smiling like crazy.
"Ready to go?" Chi Chi asked in a syrupy sweet voice.
"H-hai..." Goku unstuck his jaw.
"Wow!" Usagi exclaimed, delight in her voice. "You guys look really great!"
"Arigatou, Usagi." Bulma thanked her, smiling at the energetic blonde.
As everyone walked out the door, Minako grinning in pride, you could hear
Vegeta's almost silent whisper: "I take back every bad thing I've ever said
to that woman- er, I mean Bulma. I take back every bad thing I've ever said
to that woman- er, I mean Bulma. I take back..." With one look in his eyes,
you could see he was looking forward to tonight when he and Bulma shared a bed...
~*~*~*
Next up is the Dining Chapter! Be afraid... What horrors will Azn Angel
unleash with a mixture of Sailor Moon, Dragon Ball Z, and a restaurant? You
don't want to know...
Email me! Review me! Do anything! tell me, do you guys like it?
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~*~Azn Angel~*~
Author: Azn Angel
Email: star_wingz13@yahoo.com
Rated: PG
*dodges various items aimed at me* I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I know I haven't
written in half a year or so, but I'll try and get in a chapter or two
as much as possible!
Wow, I've gotten a lot more reviews than expected! How... unexpected! ^^U
Please email or review! Email me at star_wingz13@yahoo.com!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, Dragon Ball Z, or the world. I have
no need for the world. So, if, by chance, I ever take over the world, I
shall hand it over to Sari. Otherwise, I would like to claim the
ownership of these following items/persons/places/Pocky flavors. *rolls
out parchment* ... *silence* I'm done.
~*~*~*
"Oh, my!" Usagi breathed, dropping her bags on the floor and staring at
the lavishly decorated with dark rasberry curtains, forest green chairs,
and a comfortable looking sofa, facing a big screen TV, which had a VCR
and game system. Next to the TV was a desk, and off to the side she could
see a reasonably large kitchenette. Through the hallway, Usagi could
also see a few rooms.
"This is like an apartment." Ami said, eyeing the desk.
"They have such nice decorations!" Makoto exclaimed, admiring some plants
hanging near the windows.
Rei said nothing as Mamoru grinned smugly at her and said, "Nice, eh?"
She gave a little "huh!".
Minako leaped and and landed face first into the soft couch. "Ugh, I
HATE car trips." she said, her voice muffled. She suddenly sat up, spotting
something across the room. She gave a squeal of happiness, and bounded to
where a neat little row of plastic-wrapped hotel slippers were placed. She
hastily unwrapped one. "Hotel slippers!!!" she said fondly as she released
her foot from her shoe, and slid it into the slipper. "Ahh..." she sighed.
Makoto stared at her. "You are so weird."
Minako ignored her. "I wonder what type of soap they have..."
The odango-haired girl smiled in a tired sort of way, laughing inwardly at
her ridiculous friends. About to collapse, she suddenly remembered something.
Usagi quickly ran into one of the rooms and yelled, "I CLAIM THIS ONE!"
She looked around her room, which had soft pink wallpaper, and a painting
of two doves in a sunset hanging on the wall. The bed was very spacious
('And bouncy, perhaps?' Usagi thought), and had fluffy pillows and a
sunset colored quilt.
Shuffling and running could be heard. Mamoru must have been flattened
to the ground, because Usagi could hear all the senshi's, "THIS ONE'S
MINE!" and Mamoru's "@#$%^&*!" A flood of curses were heard from the
hallway.
Usagi chuckled, and walked back into the hallway, where she found her
beloved, noble prince in shining armor reduced to a tousled man who
was sprawled out on the floor, with dirty footprints ruining his once
white shirt. "Aww, poor Mamo-chan..." she said sweetly.
He scowled up at her. "YOU THINK MAYBE WE CAN ALTERNATE?!" he yelled.
"NO!!!" came a chorus of refusals.
Usagi stifled a laugh. "If you want, Mamo-chan, we can trade. Or..." she
hesitated. "Or we could share my bed."
Mamoru's pulse quickened at the thought of him and Usagi in bed together, but
Mamoru stood up, dusted himself off, and said proudly, "I'm a man. I'll be a gentleman and courteously take the sofabed. UNLIKE OTHERS, I AM NOT RUDE!"
"Wanna bet?" Rei muttered as she came to get her pack.
"Hey! I heard that!"
"Oh, shut up. We have to get moving anyway. We have dinner plans, remember?" With that, Rei flung her bag over her shoulder and walked back to her room.
Usagi nodded happily, her heart suddenly beating faster at the thought
of Trunks. She flushed, catching sight of Mamoru, then forced a nervous
smile, picked up her bag, and strolled back into her room.
Mamoru frowned deeply.
~*~*~*
"Dude!!! This is one sweet suite!" Chibi Trunks said as they all entered
their room.
"Yeah!" Goten agreed, viewing the room. His eyes lit up. "Oh, wow!" He
rushed over to the big screen. (AN: They have the same type of room as
Usagi and co.) "This has such a HUGE screen!" he exclaimed, examining
it from all angles. He switched it on, and flipped through the channels.
"Cool! It has twenty whole channels! And a VCR! And something called a
Playstation... Gosh, our TV is big, as big as my head, but it only has
six channels."
"Yeah, that's really cool." Trunks said in a rather bored way. He was
used to such luxuries at home, and anyways, his TV in his room was much
bigger, and HE had fifty-five channels.
Bulma quickly counted the rooms and said, "There are five rooms. Goku and
Chi Chi can share a room, while Vegeta and I do the same, of course. That
leaves three rooms, but there's four of you. Anyone want to share a bed?"
"EWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!" Chibi Trunks and Goten yelled. 'No yaoi here, please!'
went through both their heads.
"Apparently not. Well, then, who wants the sofabed?"
"I'll take it." Trunks volunteered.
"No, I'll take it." Gohan said.
"No, really, I'll take it." Trunks insisted.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." Trunks grinned. Gohan looked at little uncertain, but before he
could say anything else, Chi Chi began to speak.
"Well, we better get ready for dinner with those nice girls." Chi Chi said,
shooing Gohan and Goten off to unpack. "Everyone else better unpack their
stuff, too." she said and Gohan and Goten quickly scampered off.
~*~*~*
"USAGI! MINAKO! GET YOUR !@#$% DOWN HERE!"
"Language, Rei-chan." Ami said automatically, as she checked her watch.
Makoto sighed.
Mamoru sulked for some unknown reason in a corner.
Rei tapped her foot impatiently, arms crossed, face scrunched up in
frustration. "I'M NEVER GOING TO LET EITHER OF YOU TWO READ MY MANGA IF
YOU GUYS DON'T GET DOWN HERE RIGHT THIS SEC-"
And zap! Usagi and Minako appeared in front of Rei, fully dressed and ready
to go. Rei sweatdropped, then walked out the door, shaking her head. Usagi
and Minako followed, both chatting about where to eat, while Ami and Makoto
trailed behind them. Mamoru, with a very cross face, finally left the room,
locking the door behind him.
Usagi knocked lightly on the door, and it immediately opened, Goku's
cheery smile greeting them. "Konnichiwa, minna-san!"
"Konnichiwa. I hope we aren't too late." Usagi said.
"Is everyone ready?" Rei asked.
"Oh, yeah, we've been waiting for you guys!" Goku grinned. "I really
can't wait for dinner. I'm SO starv-"
"Itai!" they heard Goten cry out. "Hey, no fair, that's cheating!"
"We're racing!" they heard, though couldn't see, Chibi Trunks say. "You
never said we couldn't attack."
"And you never said we COULD!"
Just then, Chibi Trunks appeared in front of Usagi. "Konnichiwa!" He smiled
brightly.
"Konnichiwa, Chibi Trunks." Usagi giggled.
Goten suddenly appeared and pushed Chibi Trunks out of the way. "Konnichiwa,
Usagi!"
"Konnichiwa, Goten." Usagi was laughing now.
Mamoru scowled.
Ami, Rei, Makoto, and Minako followed Goku through the door, when someone
darted past them.
"FLIRT!" Chi Chi yelled, chasing after her son with a rolling pin she had
pulled out of who knows where. Goten giggled, and promptly began running
like hell was at his heels. "I will NOT have a flirt as a son!"
Chibi Trunks laughed, cheering her on. "Go, Chi Chi-san! Go for the left
arm! Hit him where it hurts!"
"Chibi Trunks!" Bulma yelled from inside the room.
"Hook! Right there! Left punch and hook!
"CHIBI TRUNKS!"
"OK, OK..." Chibi Trunks crept quietly over to Usagi. "You know..." he said
flirtatiously in a hushed voice. "I like you. You're really cute."
Usagi's cheeks slightly reddened. "Thanks. You too." she said, teasing back
and trying hard not to giggle.
Mamoru openly glared at the young boy, and was at Usagi's side in an instant.
Usagi slightly faltered in surprise, but Mamoru simply gave her a charming
smile, and wrapped her in his arms.
Usagi was so confused. In the elevator, for the brief moment that she was
trppaed in Trunks's arms, a tingling, thrilling sensation spread all
throughout her body. But now, while she was with Mamoru, she no longer felt
the same way she did before she met Trunks. It just didn't feel right
anymore.
"I love you, Usako." Mamoru whispered out of the blue in Usagi's ear, giving
her a small kiss on the cheek.
The words felt empty. Untrue. A lie. And the nickname sounded so wrong,
coming from Mamoru's mouth.
'What is wrong with me?!' Usagi asked herself.
Needless to say, Chibi Trunks was blocked out of view by the tall figure of
Mamoru. Chibi Trunks quickly peeked around Mamoru's legs, spotted that the
fight between his best friend and his friend's mother was still on. He
quietly slipped over to the fight, and began cheering Chi Chi on again.
Trunks wrestled his way through the doorway (with a near miss of being
bonked on the head with a frying pan--where did Chi Chi get all that
kitchen supplies, anyway?), and heard the small whisper that Mamoru uttered.
His face stayed the same, being taught to keep his emotions inside, like
a warrior, but inside, jealousy clawed through him. He gruffly cleared his
throat.
Both Usagi and Mamoru looked up, Usagi's face relieved, Mamoru's angry.
Mamoru narrowed his eyes. He was very suspiscious of this "Boxers"
character, or whatever his name was... Mamoru could read expressions much
better than others thought he could. He saw the jealousy and hurt that
flashed across his face when Trunks saw Usagi in his own arms. He caught the
small glimpse of joy that danced in Usagi's eyes as she was thrown into
Trunks's arms.
He gulped. Even worse, in that millisecond that Trunks and Usagi were in
eachothers' arms, he saw a golden band around them. An aura. Pure, beautiful
gold. Like a gold ring around them. (AN: Remember, when he first touched
Chibi-Usa, he saw visions, so that's why he can see the band.) Sure, it
would've been better if it were blue, which meant friends, or pink, which
meant best friends, or, better yet, black, which meant mortal enemies. But,
according to Rei, gold meant...
He mentally shook his head. No. No way. He and Usagi were meant to be
together. He loved her. She loved him.
Sharply, he turned to his "love". Didn't she?!
He smiled. Of course she did. Who could resist him?
"Konnichiwa, Trunks!" Usagi greeted brightly, pulling out of Mamoru's
embrace. "You ready to go?"
"Hai." Trunks nodded, smiling at the young blonde.
Usagi suddenly gasp, as her sight of Trunks's handsome face fading away,
feeling so dizzy...
"NOOOOOOOO!!! ENDYMION!!!!!"
An image of a sword driving through someone's chest ran through her mind,
pictures of blood blurring her vision. She recognized the voice screaming
as her own. Yet strangely, it wasn't her. It was someone else...
She blinked back to reality. Trunks was staring at her. "Oh, gosh..." Usagi
gasped quietly, putting a hand to her head.
"What? What is it?!" Trunks asked frantically at the sight of Usagi in
distress.
"A vision... A memory..." Usagi mumbled. 'The blood...' she shuddered.
'Vision? Memory?' Trunks thought in confusion.
"Did you say something, Usako?"
Trunks narrowed his eyes in jealousy at Mamoru. He couldn't help it, even
though he knew it was rather childish, he had the distinct urge to blow a
raspberry to Chiba. Mamoru narrowed his eyes back in return.
"N-no, Mamo-chan..." Usagi stammered, closing her eyes, trying to be rid
of the horrible image. Instead, shutting her eyes made the image even
clearer. Her eyes flew open, to find Trunks's concerned face in view.
A sense of recognition filled her mind. She had seen him before, somewhere...
"Do I know you?" she managed to choke out.
Trunks and Mamoru gasped. "Usagi, don't tell me you have amnesia!" Trunks
said in panic.
Usagi stifled a laugh. The pair actually looked sort of funny, despite the
reason they were in this shocked state. "Iie, I don't mean that, I mean,
have I met you before?"
"Of course, don't you remember? We met on the elevator."
Usagi shook her head. "I mean before that."
"Before that?" Trunks repeated. He tried to recall whether he had met
someone as beautiful as Usagi before, but drew a blank. "Iie, I don't think
so..."
"Strange." Usagi gripped her head with one hand and smiled weakly. "Must
have been someone else..."
Mamoru looked between his girlfriend and the saiya-jin in suspicion. "Usako?"
He stressed the word. "You know him?"
"I just... feel like I know him somehow..." Usagi mumbled.
Mamoru looked at them in doubt. There was something going on, and he
didn't like it.
"Usagi!"
They all turned to the yell as a purple streak rushed past them all and
into Usagi's arms. A black streak followed after.
"CHIBI TRUNKS! Unfair!"
Chibi Trunks stuck out his tongue at Goten, taunting, "Nyah! HA! She's mine!"
Mamoru growled. He didn't like those purple boys. ('Probably dyed their
hair, anyway.' he thought darkly) Little annoying twits, he wasn't fond of
them at all...
"I was with her first!"
Nor Goten.
"Don't tell me you two were racing again." Usagi said, stooping down to
Goten's eye level while still holding Chibi Trunks, who was smirking in
victory.
"Hai, demo, he cheated!" Goten yelled.
"How?"
"He used his Ins-"
Trunks covered up Goten's mouth quickly. Goten's muffled yells echoed
through the empty hallway.
From the room across from them, they heard, "!@#$*&^% #$!^%#@# #%!$^@! SHUT
UP!!!"
"Wow..." Chibi Trunks said in an impressed sort of way. "I've never heard
that before, not even from 'tou-san..."
Goten pulled at Usagi's sleeve slightly. "Usagi, what does #@$&*%! mean?"
Usagi gulped nervously. "Uh, I'm not sure, Goten. C'mon, let's all go inside,
before we get in trouble for disturbing the peace."
As they all trailed through the door, Usagi asked curiously, "Goten, what
were you saying before Trunks covered up your mouth?"
"Heh heh..." Goten blushed slightly in embarrassment. They weren't really
supposed to tell anyone about their powers and saiya-jin heritage, since that
last scene when a poor passer-by was almost scared to death by Vegeta when
he called the saiya-jin a weakling, and poking at his "flabby" muscles. The
poor man had no idea that Vegeta was in a bad mood, breaking the Training
Room once again, Bulma cutting off his food supply for a week, his spandex
stretching too tight and giving him a wedgie... Well, as the Vegeta we all
know and, uh, love would react, he aimed a small energy ball at the man,
who fainted with shock before the ki blast hit him. Luckily, he fell back
as he blacked out, so the blast barely grazed him. Even so, the poor guy
was still in rehab. Bulma wasn't very happy after that, and both she and
Chi Chi strictly forbade them to tell anyone about their strength, nor use
them in public. Of course, there were a few slip ups, but nothing too major.
"Um, I wasn't really saying anything, I was kind of mumbling..."
"Then why did Trunks cover up your mouth?" Usagi cast a glance to the tall
saiya-jin.
"Erhm... I dunno, ask him." Goten said, putting Trunks in the spotlight.
Trunks facevaulted, and sweatdropped as Usagi turned her gaze to him for an
answer. "Eh heh heh heh... Well, um, I was just playing around with my
little buddy..." He gave Goten a rather forceful rub on the head. Goten just
smiled innocently up at him.
Usagi looked skeptical, but dismissed the subject.
"Give it up!" Chibi Trunks said to Goten, continuing their argument. "She
likes me better."
"Yeah, right!" Goten said. "She likes me WAY better!"
"Suuure... Anyways, I saw her first!"
"So? I like her more, and she likes me more!"
"Guys, guys, guys!" Usagi stepped between them. "Number one, I'm not some
prize to be fought over-" Trunks and Mamoru cast a steely look at eachother,
which did not go unnoticed by Goten and Chibi Trunks. "Number two, I like
you both the same, and number three, you guys have to stop hurling
yourselves into my arms like that. It hurts!"
Goten and Chibi Trunks laughed, both apologizing. "Gomen, Usagi-chan."
"For a couple of kids, you guys sure are strong and heavy." Usagi commented,
rubbing her sore arm. "And fast. You guys must have pretty even races."
"Well, we are Super S-"
Chibi Trunks stopped at Trunks's deathly glare.
"...super strong, heh heh..." Chibi Trunks finished hastily. "We, uh, work
out a lot."
Usagi giggled. "Aww, you guys are so cute."
Chibi Trunks and Goten grinned at eachother.
'She'd better mean baby cute...' Mamoru thought, jealousy raging, even if
they were just children. He stomped into the room where Gohan and Ami were.
Trunks and Usagi looked at eachother, shrugged, and followed Mamoru. Chibi
Trunks and Goten trailed after them.
"Huh?" Usagi looked around for her senshi. "Where'd everyone go?" Ami and
Gohan were sitting next to eachother, reading and talking, Vegeta was
muttering darkly in a corner of the room, and Goku was looking through all
the kitchenette's cupboards and drawers, trying to find something to eat.
Ami looked up. "Usagi-chan, I think they all went toward the bedrooms."
"Why?"
"I think they're helping Bulma and Chi Chi get ready."
"Yeah," Goku's voice echoed through a mournfully empty refrigerator. "They
were ready before, but Chi Chi and Bulma saw how nice your friends looked,
and asked for them to help them get a better outfit or something."
Usagi plopped into a chair. She looked at the title of the book Ami and
Gohan were so interested in. "Thermodynamics?" she said softly.
Trunks heard her and grinned. "Gohan's probably telling Ami about it."
Usagi shook her head. "No, I bet Ami's giving Gohan a few pointers."
"Iie, I doubt it. Gohan is the top in his physics class."
"AMI is the top in ALL her classes." Usagi quickly shot back, defending her
friend. Gohan and Ami looked up curiously at the sound of their names.
"GOHAN is the top in his whole school!"
"Ami is the best in our city!"
"Gohan's the best in our county!"
"Ami's the best in all of Japan!"
Trunks blinked. "Really?"
"I don't know. I just said that to match yours."
They both laughed.
Gohan and Ami were blushing. They looked at eachother, blushed harder, then
switched the subject to quantum physics.
"But, really, I do think Ami might be the best in Japan." Usagi said.
"Not if Gohan's here!" Trunks argued.
"Yeah, right!" Usagi rolled her eyes.
"Gohan's I.Q. is well over 200!"
"Ami's I.Q. is 300!"
They stopped, realizing what they were doing, and bursted out laughing.
Mamoru inwardly growled, seeing Usagi and Trunks's argument as playful
flirting (which, it kind of was).
An eruption of giggles and squeals came from a bedroom. Trunks sighed.
"They're STILL getting ready!"
Usagi shrugged. "It's a girl thing." She stayed close to Trunks as they
waited for Chi Chi and Bulma to get ready, feeling comfortable with the
saiya-jin, and getting a few laughs. Of course, Trunks had no objection to
this.
A loud yell filled the room. "BAKA ONNA, I'M STARVING HERE!!!"
Another yell matched it. "VEGETA, YOU SHUT UP, OR YOU'RE SLEEPING ON THE
COUCH!!!"
That shut the proud saiya-jin up, though a few mutters were heard from him.
Goku's hesitant voice was also heard. "Um, Chi Chi, koishii, all of us are
kind of getting hungry..."
"BE QUIET MISTER OR YOU'RE SLEEPING ON THE SOFA BED WITH VEGETA!!!"
"WOMAN, I AM NOT SLEEPING WITH KAKARROT!!!"
'Yaoi...' was the first thought that went through Chibi Trunks's and Goten's
minds as they played poker (though they said they were playing Go Fish).
"THEN SHUT THE @#$% UP, VEGETA!"
Silence followed.
Usagi blinked, and turned to Trunks. "Ahh..."
"Yeah, it's always like that." Trunks shrugged.
"Ahh..." Usagi said wisely.
"Finished!" Minako's voice declared through the room.
"Finally!" Vegeta grumbled.
Chi Chi and Bulma walked out, with the senshi trailing behind them, smiling
sweetly, all thinking, 'This'll be worth the wait!', which turned to sly
looks, as they thought of what Vegeta and Goku's reactions might be...
Their reactions, you ask? You could hear a loud THUMP as their jaws dropped
to the floor.
"I'm surprised you guys haven't been kicked out yet, with all the noise you
make." Usagi whispered, rolling her eyes.
Chi Chi and Bulma looked at least fifteen years younger, both dressed in
clothes borrowed from Makoto. Chi Chi wore a light orange and white striped
shirt and khaki shorts. Her hair was in Minako style, pulled back with a less
conspicuous bow. Bulma had on a tight white t-shirt and dark denim shorts.
Her bangs were pulled back with a navy blue bandanna that matched her shorts.
They had on some light make-up, and were smiling like crazy.
"Ready to go?" Chi Chi asked in a syrupy sweet voice.
"H-hai..." Goku unstuck his jaw.
"Wow!" Usagi exclaimed, delight in her voice. "You guys look really great!"
"Arigatou, Usagi." Bulma thanked her, smiling at the energetic blonde.
As everyone walked out the door, Minako grinning in pride, you could hear
Vegeta's almost silent whisper: "I take back every bad thing I've ever said
to that woman- er, I mean Bulma. I take back every bad thing I've ever said
to that woman- er, I mean Bulma. I take back..." With one look in his eyes,
you could see he was looking forward to tonight when he and Bulma shared a bed...
~*~*~*
Next up is the Dining Chapter! Be afraid... What horrors will Azn Angel
unleash with a mixture of Sailor Moon, Dragon Ball Z, and a restaurant? You
don't want to know...
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