Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon ball Z. Neither do *) Billion other people, so I guess I'm not alone. *sigh*
Chapter 3.
Yui sped up as she saw the familiar mountains that signified she would soon be home. The air was very cold this high up in the mountains, but it didn't bother her. She'd lived here almost half her life, and the energy she built that allowed her to fly made sure she wouldn't be cold.
She smiled as she flew past a startled bird. With all this peace and quiet out here, you could almost forget there was a war raging not half a day's flight from here.
Yui laughed in excitement as she saw the familiar log house that was her home. She halted suddenly and dove sharply down towards it, only just stopping at the last second. She smiled as she brushed the snow off her jacket.
'Wow! I haven't felt this free in a long time! I wish Trunks was…'
She frowned. No, she had wanted to be alone. To find the answers to her strange dreams.
'I have to find out who that woman is.'
Yui shifted the pack on her back and started through the snow to the house. When she got closer, she noticed that it was in pretty good shape. The window panes were still in tact and it didn't appear that anyone had been in there the whole ten years she'd been away. Now she had come back to her family's home, alone.
She pushed aside these thoughts as she pried the front door open.
'Ten years of grieving is a long time. It's time to move on.'
Yui smiled wryly as she strained against the door.
"Jeez, What a hypocrite. Time to move on, yet here I am digging up the past!"
But she knew deep down, that if was to have any sort of future, she must find her past.
She almost fell sprawled on the floor when the door finally gave way. She coughed as a cloud of dust spiralled up in her face.
"Oh! Ahhh! It smells horrible in here! This place need's an air out!"
She went around the one room house and opened all the windows, the ones that would open. She smiled as a ray of sunlight lit up the room, and she had a good look at the home she hadn't seen for ten years.
It was just as she remembered. There was a fireplace on the far wall, with an old pile of chopped wood. That would save her having to go out later to chop some. The kitchen was a little run down, but she'd brought enough capsules with her that she wouldn't have to live too spartanly.
The two beds that occupied the room had collapsed from mildew, so Yui set about to clearing them out. She would have let them be, but they smelt rotten.
Yui opened her backpack and started popping the capsules. She'd brought a bath with her, and a 'spare' kitchen, but she would have to go to the nearby river to get water, as the house didn't have running water.
Yui sat down with a sigh and surveyed the house again.
'Well, no time like the present I suppose.'
She settled herself comfortably on the floor, crossed her legs and closed her eyes. She was going to try and revive the memory's she had of this place by tuning her Ki into the house's memories.
She slid her hands across the floor and formed a diamond with her palms, focusing her energy on a single point.
She stifled a cry as an overflow of memories swamped her mind, making her unable to focus on anything. She tried to define the memories so she could view them on at a time, but she was fast running out of energy.
She pulled her Ki back out of the floor and collapsed on the ground panting.
She already knew what she had done wrong. She had searched too broadly in the memory bank. As a result, she only saw snippets of memory's, and wasn't able to recall anything at all.
She rubbed her temples drowsily and snuggled into the crook of her arm.
Tomorrow. She would have to try again tomorrow.
It was only early afternoon, so Yui took a brief nap to regain a little energy. She had a lot of work to do today.
Trunks sighed and continued skipping rocks on the pond. He'd had to get away from home because he couldn't stand his mothers accusing glares. She was convinced he knew Yui was going to sneak away. Which was true, but he had intended to follow her and make sure she wouldn't be alone. But when he woke up in the morning Yui had already gone.
It was frustrating loving Yui.
He threw another rock angrily. It splashed in the pond loudly, disturbing the calm.
Trunks wasn't mad at Yui for lying to him. He really wasn't. And if he said it enough times, he'd probably start to believe it too.
"I'm not mad!" he yelled, and threw a huge rock in the water.
"We'll, if you say so!" Gohan laughed.
Trunks spun around. Gohan just stood there laughing at him. He scowled and turned his back on him.
"What do you want? If it's going to be a lecture on how irresponsible and thoughtless and stupid I am, save your breath. Mom's gone over those."
Gohan put a hand on Trunks' shoulder.
"I know you don't particularly like me at the moment, and I guess I understand how you feel. But, I still want to continue your training. And as promised, I will teach you how to become a super saiyan. That is, if you still want me to."
Trunks looked up at Gohan and nodded.
"You're right. I don't like you. But I will accept your training."
Gohan blinked at him in surprise, and then burst out laughing.
"Let's start now then!" he laughed, clapping Trunks on the back, which sent him flapping in the pond.
Trunks surfaced, frowning indignantly at Gohan, who was rolling around on the bank holding his sides and laughing.
"Moron." Trunks muttered.
"The key to becoming a Super Saiyan, is to be angry."
Trunks blinked at Gohan confusedly.
"Huh?"
Gohan scratched his head in thought.
"Well. It's sort of hard to explain. You need a surge of power to force your body over the brink. Anger provides tremendous energy, and this causes you to become a Super Saiyan. You need to be so angry that you can't control your emotions. For me, it was seeing everyone die in front of me, and for my dad it was seeing his best friend, Krillan die."
Trunks frowned at him.
"So to become a Super Saiyan, someone close to me has to die."
Gohan stared at him in shock.
"I'm just saying that something has to affect you so much, make you so angry that you force yourself over the edge. I hope that you never have to go through what I did to become one. It's a bitter sweet victory."
Trunks thought about what Gohan was saying. What could make me that angry?
He thought about it for a long time, but the same answer came back to him every time.
If someone I loved was killed.
He didn't want that to happen, he wouldn't let it happen. Wasn't there another way? Must someone die for him to gain the ultimate power?
"Gohan. I don't want anyone to die. If that's the only way I can become a Super Saiyan, I guess I can't become one. But I won't give up so easily. I'll find my own way, and I'll be stronger."
Gohan smiled and nodded.
"You are just like your Dad."
Trunks looked at him in shock.
"My Dad?" he asked.
"Yeah. He would go his own way and damn what anyone said to oppose it. He was a tough guy." Gohan laughed suddenly. "And he had a pretty big temper for a little guy."
Trunks scowled at him. "Don't say stuff like that about my Dad." He growled.
Gohan grinned at him. "Why? Does it make you angry? Well, I guess he wasn't that short…If you counted how big his hair was. That probably added a few more feet…"
Trunks yelled and charged Gohan, punching and kicking at him wildly.
"Good! You're angry! Use it to your advantage! Hit me you weakling!"
Sometime later, Trunks was lying on the grass panting. Gohan kicked him playfully and went to sit under a tree.
"That was pretty good. You used your anger to attack me and you became much stronger. But, to become a Super Saiyan you will need to focus your Ki more. You will have to learn to control the anger. Ready to start again?"
Trunks groaned on the grass and tried to sit up, but flopped back down from exhaustion. He rolled over on his stomach and pushed himself to his knee's, then swayed to his feet. He took up a fighting stance and beckoned Gohan with his hand.
"Ready."
Gohan smiled ruefully.
Most defiantly like his Dad.
Yui decided to go for a walk to the river to relax.
She had been at home for nearly a week now, and she still didn't have any answers. There simply was no memory of the woman from Yui's dreams in the house. She had never been there.
Yui sank down near the bank of the stream and pressed her palms to her aching temples. She had been concentrating her energy so much in the past week that she felt light headed and disorientated.
Yui crossed her legs and instinctively began the procedure to extract the memories of the surrounding area.
Suddenly she was overwhelmed with memories, but she didn't try to pull away.
They were memories of the woman.
Yui sifted through the memories in the back of her mind. All the memories of this place were of the black haired woman. She lived in a small hut near the waters edge. That would explain why there were no memories of her at the Shinhan house. She would sit on the bank of the river and cry. She never stopped crying.
Then the memories jumped ahead, and there was a baby with the woman. Obviously hers, because the time she spent with the baby was the only time she didn't cry.
The girl grew up before Yui's eyes, taking on the same appearance as her mother, creamy complexion, jet black hair and light brown eyes.
The girl seemed oblivious to her mothers suffering, and Yui became angry at the child's ignorance, until she saw the next memory…
"I want you and Yui to come back with me to the Capsule Corp. Bulma will look after you both there."
The woman shook her head at the young boy.
"No Gohan, we're safer here than anywhere else. The Androids won't find us here…"
"Don't be stupid mother! They can find you anywhere! Don't you think they're looking for you and Yui? She's Goku's daughter and my sister! They see her as a threat! They'll kill both of you here! At the Capsule corp. you could be protected…"
"Go Gohan. Don't ever come back here…" the woman interrupted coldly.
The boy looked hurt, but he turned away and left, without a word.
The little girl in the woman's lap, who had remained quiet through the confrontation looked up at her mother.
"Who was that mother." She asked.
The woman watched the small form fly away into the sky.
"Nobody." She whispered, but there was a tear in her eye.
Yui awoke abruptly and backed away from the river in shock. She clutched her head and screamed in pain as the memories flooded into her mind. It was if a dam had broken and all the painful memories came flooding in. She screamed as one memory stuck in her mind of the woman, her mother, walking into the river and being swept away, with her, as a child, screaming in terror on the bank.
Oh Kami please no! She killed herself! In front of me! That's why I couldn't remember! Oh please Kami no, I don't want to remember!
Yui screamed and clutched her head. She fell to her knees and laid her head on the grass, crying and panting until the pain went away.
When it finally did go away, she collapsed into a heap and sobbed.
I forced myself to forget. I forced myself to forget about her, and that I wasn't enough. She killed herself because I wasn't enough. I wasn't enough…
She wanted my father. She didn't care about me or my brother…
My brother…
Yui shot to her feet and ran back to the house, much to the protest of her aching head.
I have a brother. Gohan is my brother!
She stopped suddenly and stared at nothing.
Gohan knows. He has to know. Why? Why wouldn't he tell me?
"I have to go. Now."
She flew as fast as she could back to the house and capsulised everything she brought with her, and was out the door in ten minutes.
Why didn't he tell me?
She flew hard back to the city.
Why?
Well loyal Fan base of four, what do we think? It's not a very happy fic is it? Full of deceit, lies, betrayal, and generally just plain…interesting. ^-^
I just wanted to write a few things here so you can get the gist of what I want this story yo turn out like.
1. Yui is not a feminine form of Goten. Goten does not exist in the future world (Which is a shame because I love the little cutey ^-^), but he will be in the past world…sort of…
2. Gohan is not as big an asshole as he is appearing to be.
3. This story will eventually have some comic relief and romance, but not until they go back to the past. Reason being that I want to stress how desolate and hopeless the future world is, and that there is only endless fear.
4. Yui is going to kick everyone's ass!
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