I don't own DBZ, it belongs to the brilliant Akira Toriyama and I don't own
Cocoa Pebbles. Sorry for the wait my readers but I've been swamped lately,
plus I had to clean my room and it really sucked because when I started it
looked like a hurricane Hugo disaster site.
From The Ashes
~~~~~~~~~(Vegeta's P.O.V.)~~~~~~~~
I glanced at the clock. It read 5:00 am. Time to get the brats up. The World Martial
Arts Championship was coming up and I had to train my brat as well as Kakarotto's. I
knocked on Trunks door and opened it to find him rubbing his tied eyes. "Get your ass up
Brat, meet me in the Gravity Chamber." I said and turned from his door leaving him
yawning and nodding his head. I walked to Pan's room next. I knocked a little quieter on
her door. I opened it slowing to see her lying there still sleeping. So peaceful. I walked to
her side and put my hand on her shoulder and lightly shook her. She woke up easily and
rolled over to face me. She yawned and said, "Hello Vegeta." "Hey" I told her softly.
"Come on, time to get up." I said. She rubbed her little eyes, black Saiyan eyes,
Kakarotto's eyes. She sat up slowly and simply asked, "Why?" "The World Martial Arts
Championship is coming up and I've got to get you in shape for it." "Ok." She told me.
Her face lit up just a little. She kicked her feet off the side of the bed and dropped to the
floor. She yawned again and opened the short little dresser by her bed. She reached in and
pulled out a simple orange fighting gi. I swear I saw her cry just then in the dark. I felt
really bad for her. I knew just how it was but I couldn't help her. I still don't know how I
got through it all really. I started to think of my family on Vegeta. My dad the King died
at the hands of the asshole Freiza and my mother died just after I was born. I bit my lower
lip to hold back a single tear.
~~~~~~~~~~~(Pan's P.O.V.)~~~~~~~~~
A couple tears rolled down my cheek as I held the fighting gi Grandpa had given
me at the first tournament I had entered. It was a simple orange shirt with orange pants
held up with a white belt. It was too small for me to wear now though. I sat it on the bed
next to me and reached father back. I grabbed another fighting gi. It was one my mommy
had made me just before she died. I cried a little more but wiped away my tears. It was
nearly identical to what my grandpa used to wear. Orange gi with a blue belt and a blue
shirt. I took off my clothes and slipped into it. Still tied I follow Vegeta to the door.
Before I left I ran back leaving him to look after me. I snatched a pair of black shoes from
beside my bed and slid them on my bare feet. He walked on down the hall and I ran after
him. We met Trunks in the kitchen. He had his face in the fridge looking for some kinda
breakfast. I walked over to him and tugged on his pants leg.
~~~~~~~~~~(Trunks P.O.V.)~~~~~~~~~
I felt a tug at my pants leg and looked down half expecting Bra to be there. It was
Pan! Why was she up this early? I stepped back a step and looked at her. "Good morning
Trunks." She said a sleepy voice. "Good morning Pan. What are you doing up?" I asked
having no noticed my father standing there. "Vegeta said it's time to train for the
tournament." She said pointing behind her to Vegeta. I waved to him and grabbed the
milk out of the fridge. "Want some cereal?" I asked grabbing two bowls knowing my dad
didn't want any. She bobbed her head up and down and hopped into the nearest seat. I sat
down our bowls and grabbed the Cocoa Pebbles. I poured our bowls full and dumped
some milk on it. We ate quickly and went off to train.
~~~~~~~~(Vegeta's P.O.V.)~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~(In Gravity Chamber)~~~~~~~
I looked over the two of the as I walked in behind them and flipped the lights on.
They were ready to fight. They both stood in a fighter's stance. Pan stood in one that
looked very similar to Goku's and Trunks stood in one all his own. "Ok," I said as I got
into my stance, "first, defense training." And I lunged at the two and they started
blocking.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ok, I'm not telling how the training goes but next time is the World Martial Arts Championship.
From The Ashes
~~~~~~~~~(Vegeta's P.O.V.)~~~~~~~~
I glanced at the clock. It read 5:00 am. Time to get the brats up. The World Martial
Arts Championship was coming up and I had to train my brat as well as Kakarotto's. I
knocked on Trunks door and opened it to find him rubbing his tied eyes. "Get your ass up
Brat, meet me in the Gravity Chamber." I said and turned from his door leaving him
yawning and nodding his head. I walked to Pan's room next. I knocked a little quieter on
her door. I opened it slowing to see her lying there still sleeping. So peaceful. I walked to
her side and put my hand on her shoulder and lightly shook her. She woke up easily and
rolled over to face me. She yawned and said, "Hello Vegeta." "Hey" I told her softly.
"Come on, time to get up." I said. She rubbed her little eyes, black Saiyan eyes,
Kakarotto's eyes. She sat up slowly and simply asked, "Why?" "The World Martial Arts
Championship is coming up and I've got to get you in shape for it." "Ok." She told me.
Her face lit up just a little. She kicked her feet off the side of the bed and dropped to the
floor. She yawned again and opened the short little dresser by her bed. She reached in and
pulled out a simple orange fighting gi. I swear I saw her cry just then in the dark. I felt
really bad for her. I knew just how it was but I couldn't help her. I still don't know how I
got through it all really. I started to think of my family on Vegeta. My dad the King died
at the hands of the asshole Freiza and my mother died just after I was born. I bit my lower
lip to hold back a single tear.
~~~~~~~~~~~(Pan's P.O.V.)~~~~~~~~~
A couple tears rolled down my cheek as I held the fighting gi Grandpa had given
me at the first tournament I had entered. It was a simple orange shirt with orange pants
held up with a white belt. It was too small for me to wear now though. I sat it on the bed
next to me and reached father back. I grabbed another fighting gi. It was one my mommy
had made me just before she died. I cried a little more but wiped away my tears. It was
nearly identical to what my grandpa used to wear. Orange gi with a blue belt and a blue
shirt. I took off my clothes and slipped into it. Still tied I follow Vegeta to the door.
Before I left I ran back leaving him to look after me. I snatched a pair of black shoes from
beside my bed and slid them on my bare feet. He walked on down the hall and I ran after
him. We met Trunks in the kitchen. He had his face in the fridge looking for some kinda
breakfast. I walked over to him and tugged on his pants leg.
~~~~~~~~~~(Trunks P.O.V.)~~~~~~~~~
I felt a tug at my pants leg and looked down half expecting Bra to be there. It was
Pan! Why was she up this early? I stepped back a step and looked at her. "Good morning
Trunks." She said a sleepy voice. "Good morning Pan. What are you doing up?" I asked
having no noticed my father standing there. "Vegeta said it's time to train for the
tournament." She said pointing behind her to Vegeta. I waved to him and grabbed the
milk out of the fridge. "Want some cereal?" I asked grabbing two bowls knowing my dad
didn't want any. She bobbed her head up and down and hopped into the nearest seat. I sat
down our bowls and grabbed the Cocoa Pebbles. I poured our bowls full and dumped
some milk on it. We ate quickly and went off to train.
~~~~~~~~(Vegeta's P.O.V.)~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~(In Gravity Chamber)~~~~~~~
I looked over the two of the as I walked in behind them and flipped the lights on.
They were ready to fight. They both stood in a fighter's stance. Pan stood in one that
looked very similar to Goku's and Trunks stood in one all his own. "Ok," I said as I got
into my stance, "first, defense training." And I lunged at the two and they started
blocking.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ok, I'm not telling how the training goes but next time is the World Martial Arts Championship.