I am known as many things, but to you, I'm your creeping death.
Bubun: San
"Bulma?" Vegeta asked, walking into the living room where he found her watching TV. "What are you doing still down here?"
"Watching TV," she answered back, not looking away from the set.
"It's been two hours, come to bed," Vegeta said, ready to dismiss the matter.
"Vegeta?" Bulma asked, gaining Vegeta's attention. "How close are you and Vensu to each other?"
Vegeta blinked at Bulma and then opened his mouth to answer, when he realized what Bulma meant. He quickly shook his head and walked over to her.
"Bulma, she's my sister," he said quietly.
Bulma's head swung around in shock, her face said this very much and Vegeta had to smirk.
"You have a sister?"
"Yes…" Vegeta answered, all the lost memories still coming back. "Father thought the best person to lead the other saiyans was his only other child. Over the years… I forgot about her… No, I pushed her out of my mind."
Bulma smiled back at him.
"Let's get to bed then," she said and the two began walking up the stairs towards their room.
Trunks woke from his not so peaceful slumber with a start. He had had a nightmare. He hated nightmares, ever since he had a very terrible nightmare about a year ago. The thing that really bugged him about this one was how, like the other, it felt so real.
He couldn't remember any specifics that had happened in the dream, but he could remember the feeling. It was like he was completely hollow inside, like he had no hope or chance of living, like he had never known or would never know love.
Like nothing he had ever felt before.
He turned to look at the floor and found Goten still sprawled out of the floor in a tangle of body parts and Bori still cuddled up to him. It was seemingly cute, but the nightmare was still bugging him so he didn't get to enjoy the sight as much as he'd like to.
"Trunks…" Goten mumbled under his breath.
"What?" Trunks asked looking at the boy, he looked like he was asleep still.
"Don't do it," he mumbled on and Trunks realized he was dreaming.
"Don't do what?" He asked aloud, wishing the teen would answer back, but no such luck.
The thought crossed his mind to go wake him up, but as he swung his legs over the bed something else happened.
A loud scream cut off Trunks thoughts and put and end to any motion he was about to do, he looked over to Goten as saw it was Bori who was screaming.
Goten sat up suddenly with a fear stricken face.
"WHAT'S GOING ON!" He yelled thinking perhaps someone was dying, and then he looked down and saw Bori screaming and crying and basically clinging to his arm. "Hey, what's wrong?"
Goten picked the small frantic boy in his arms and started patting his back.
"Trunks, go get Vensu," Goten said.
Trunks didn't move, but rather looked to the opening door.
"No need…" he mumbled as Bulma, Vensu, Sederi and Vegeta ran in, in that order, to find out what was going on.
Vensu spotted her son in Goten's arms and ran forward picking him out of the nervous teen's arms, Bori was reluctantly picked up by his mother and began to calm down.
"I think he had a nightmare," Trunks told the small crowed.
"A nightmare?" Bulma asked.
Bulma couldn't remember what she had been dreaming about, when someone wakes you up, chances are you forget all of that dreaming stuff and just concentrated on what woke you up.
"There is no way my son would act like this," Sederi mumbled in anger and disbelief. Vensu shot him a pretty mean glance.
"How do you know that?" Trunks asked, he didn't like Sederi from before and the man wasn't making liking him get any easier. He was just such an asshole. How could someone like Vensu like him?
"I know my own son," he grumbled back, but did nothing else because of the look Vensu was still giving him.
The man woke up and looked around his room. This wasn't right… How could something like this be happening?
He jumped out of his bed and grabbed his black trench coat, pulling it over his black jeans and black blouse.
"Is it because of Manako?" He asked himself as he ran down the stairs and jumped out the door.
There was no time to waste. He didn't even lock the door to his store, Harmony, as he left. He simply melted away into the shadows and was seen no more.
"I don't believe this…" Goten mumbled partially annoyed.
Trunks, who sat in the driver seat of the car, was trying very, very, very hard not to laugh and as a result drive straight off the road.
After all the upset had calmed down Bulma still made the two boys go to school, and as they were leaving a certain little saiyan grabbed onto Goten's leg and wouldn't let go.
"Don't you like your parents at all?" Goten questioned as the boy bobbed his head to the music Trunks was playing. He looked back at Goten and shook his head furiously. "Dammit Trunks, turn this sh-stuff off before you corrupt the child's mind."
"I'm not corrupting anybody," Trunks said, ignoring him. He had found this CD in his room quite some time ago, he didn't know how he got it, but he liked the music nonetheless. Marilyn Manson was the band's name, he had never even heard of them.
"Yes you are," Goten said and turned the music off.
"Hey!" Trunks yelled and hit Goten's hand, but he didn't bother to turn the music back on. "Don't touch my radio."
"You're such a spoiled brat," Goten mumbled, only to receive a hit to the head. "Dammit! There's only so much abuse I'm willing to take!"
"You're scaring the kid Goten," Trunks mumbled.
"Oh, and you're such a prodigy when it comes to taking care of kids."
"I know a bit more than you my friend. I always take care of that little… kid," Trunks said bitterly, referring to his sister.
"You're going to become one of those bitter old men who throw cats at children who come on his property aren't you?" Goten asked with a serious face.
WHACK
"OW!"
That was basically the mood on the way to school that day… and everyday for that matter.
They finally got to school and as Goten walked to class Bori was still fast on his heels, he sighed as everyone in the hall eyed him oddly. How was he going to keep a reputation up like this?
"HOW CUTE! Is that your little brother?" A very familiar female voice called out from behind him, Goten turned around and found Ashley, from his English class crouched down by Bori.
"Uh…" Goten began mumbling, but Trunks decided to step in.
"Yeah! His parents were out of town so he had to baby-sit him," he exclaimed grinning.
"Oh really? He's so cute!" Ashley began to ruffle his hair and Bori shot her and evil glance, it reminded both teens of Vegeta and Sederi put together.
"Do not touch me," Bori commanded in a cute little adorable voice.
"Awww! I just want to take him home!"
At that Bori's eyes grew huge in fear and he ran behind Goten's legs.
"Make her go away," Bori pleaded silently.
"Haha… now Bori," Goten said smiling sheepishly.
Ashley got back to her feet; she was wearing the normal white mini-skirt and pink tank top that showed she was indeed well endowed. Both teens began grinning.
"You're Goten Son, right?" She asked politely.
"Yeah…" Goten said back in a bit of a daze.
"My name's Ashley, I'm in your English class," she said and extended her hand.
"Oh really?" Goten asked, shaking her hand; Trunks began to crack up behind him. Goten quickly elbowed Trunks, not looking away from Ashley.
"Ow…" Trunks mumbled, doubled over in pain.
"Well I've got to go to class, I'll be seeing you around," she gave her perfect smile and ran off.
"Goten…" Trunks mumbled straightening himself out. "Two things. Why do you take English seeing you fail everything but drama and gym?"
"The chicks," Goten replied, still smirking. "What's the second thing?"
Trunks punched Goten in the stomach and glared, but in a loving way.
"Don't hit me when I do you a favour!" He yelled.
Goten got up and was about to punch Trunks back when they both spotted a teacher and stopped.
"This isn't over lilac boy," Goten warned.
"I'll be seeing you after school then, spawn of carrot."
"Shut up," Goten mumbled when the teacher was finally gone, then the bell rang and Goten, Trunks and Bori ran to their class.
Vensu walked into the kitchen trying to find something to do. She was so damned bored. Sederi was off training, Vegeta too, her son had run off with that saiyan kid and she couldn't find any of the Briefs.
She sat down at the kitchen table, she was wearing a simple black dress, but nonetheless it screamed royalty and her hair was done in four braids, but they were down. She sighed and banged her head on the table. Waiting was boring.
"Vensu?" Bulma asked, walking into the room, instantly Vensu straightened up in her chair.
"Ah, Bulma," Vensu said with a bit of a smile. Someone to talk to!
"What are you doing here?" Bulma asked in curiosity. "I figured you'd be off training with Vegeta and Sederi."
"Well, as much fun as it is training with Sederi, hell, I would rather train with Vegeta, I would go train too... but truly I'd rather just… do nothing…" Vensu said with a bored look on her face.
"Oh… kay…" Bulma mumbled not knowing what to say. "So… you and Sederi are married right?"
Vensu scoffed a laugh.
"I would hardly say that, what First Class Saiyan gets married?" Vensu said smiling, then quickly stopped as she saw Bulma shove her left hand in her pocket. "Oh… you're married to Veggie?"
"Veggie?"
"Wow… he really has changed…" Vensu mumbled staring off at the wall.
"When was the last time you saw him?" Bulma asked sitting down.
"When I was 3, he saw me off at the space port. That was the last time I saw him," Vensu said with a sad face. "He used to be such a happy kid. Quite hyper, although I doubt you'd believe me."
Bulma attempted to picture Vegeta as a hyper little boy, the visual only made her violently laugh on the inside and shudder on the outside.
"He's so reserved now."
"I wouldn't say reserved…" Bulma said and watched Vensu laugh. She was so surprised how different Vensu was from every saiyan she'd heard of or met. Vensu didn't have a temper and was quite considerate to other people. It was odd. "Vensu?"
"Yes?"
"What does Vegeta owe you?"
Vensu looked slightly uncomfortable. " It is a little... silly. Well, before I left I gave him a flower. I told him he had to bring it back to me and save me from Sederi or I would never forgive him. But I guess he had other things to attend to..."
"Do you forgive him?"
Vensu shrugged. "It was a childish promise."
"So... Save you from Sederi?" Bulma asked, confused.
"It was an arranged matting, I didn't want to go through with it, but I had to. Just despite him I never had any kids."
"What about Bori? Isn't he your son?"
"He is, he is. I had to have a son to take the throne of our colony after me, there was no way I was letting Sederi's cousin take the job."
Bulma nodded, she almost felt sorry for her. Remembering why she came to the kitchen she stood up and walked over to the drawer, retrieving a fork.
"There we go," Bulma mumbled, shoving it in her pocket.
"What do you need a fork for?" Vensu asked.
"Oh this? I just wanted to see it I could make a TV from kitchenware," Bulma explained.
"…Why?"
"Because I can and I'm bored enough to," Bulma said with a nod. Then a thought occurred to Bulma, for no real reason, but it did. "Vensu? Have you gone Super Saiyan?"
"Super Saiyan?" Vensu asked, narrowing her eyes in a bit of confusion.
Before the answer could be given, a man appeared, literally, from the shadows. He was wearing a long black trench coat, black jeans and a black blouse. He had long black hair, messy and left down and intense black eyes. He looked like he had just woken up and gotten the worst news in the world.
They were right on the button.
"Who are you?" Bulma asked defensively, thinking maybe he was foe instead of friend.
Kokoro stared at her almost in shock. He had seen her die, sure he knew Hitomi had undone her doings, but he could still remember and Manako was still... well... cracked.
"Bulma…" In his daze he found himself walking forward to stare at her. He was truly happy right then, and then he remembered why he had come.
"How… how do you know my name?" Bulma asked, hoping if he tried anything Vensu wouldn't stall to kick his sorry ass.
"I, well, that's not important."
"I think it is."
"Through dreams then… listen. I need to find your husband."
(Meet what was originally going to be the ending of the first chapter. I really didn't want it to be that long, so instead of one it became three. Hey, who saw all those references towards 'Yume Mi'? I hope 'Creeping Death' isn't nearly as long as 'Yume Mi'. Ok, some comments: YAY! I finally got to the plot! Trunks and Goten are the funniest characters to work with, because you can take all those cute little conversations you had with your friends and write it in for them. Yeah… Anyhoo. I can't say too much. If you people are reading this without having read 'Yume Mi', I'm sure you're just that confused about who Kokoro is. If you want to know who he is, read 'Yume Mi', but it's not necessary, so you don't have too. Hum, I'm only on the 16th chapter of 'Yume Mi', isn't that funny? I'm already writing a sequel. I think that writing 'Yume Mi' has just got to the point of being boring for me, I want change, but alas, I must finish it before I post this am I getting confusing yet?. Well, I'm off then, sayonara)
