That Girl

Summary: "I wish you'd never come to Earth..." A sudden hush fell over the gathered group. The words spoken from the blue haired girl left them all in a haze of shock and...for two...horror.

Anime/Manga: InuYasha/Dragon Ball Z

Genre: Romance/Humor/Adventure

Pairing: Kagome/Vegeta

Rated: M for Mature

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She had met them...originally it was fine as just them...but soon he wanted to be more than just them.

(Two Weeks Ago)

Bulma scanned outside her window in a smothered anger as she looked for her husband who still hadn't returned to her bed. He wasn't in the Gravity Chamber, and she hadn't heard the alarm sound to notify that someone had opened or closed the front door. Not that Vegeta ever used the front door...

"...where is he?"

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Vegeta watched carefully as the girl stared off into the direction of the now rising sun. He couldn't explain what it was that kept him there. She was simply staring out into the distance, and hadn't said much, if anything, since the end of her story. The telling of her dead friends, and somehow living yet non-existing friends, had apparently been enough of a drive to silence her voice and open her mind to whatever thoughts were currently plaguing her.

Which, judging from the frown on her lips, were none too good.

It brought up his own past memories, that look of distant remembrance...regret...disgust...all familiar to him.

"It's hard..."

He looked up in surprise, he hadn't even realized that he'd drifted off into his own thoughts, yet there was this woman, just staring at him in some form of understanding. "What do you know?"

She shook her head, "couldn't say that I understand what you went through, I don't know what you went through. But...I understand trying to forget. I know...its hard."

Silence...

"Hn, you know nothing of past grievances...what you are trying to forget is a negligible milestone in my own life's story."

"...are you offering up your own story, Vegeta?"

It was how she had said his name, though nothing was different about it than how anyone else said it, it felt different. It felt...no...it sounded right. Her voice perhaps? "I wasn't offering, woman."

"Then...maybe if I asked out of morbid curiosity?"

He smirked, 'morbid curiosity, indeed.' He settled down on the other side of the tree she leaned against after a while, "I sincerely hope you haven't any plans on sleeping, you'll be awake for quite some time."

"I'll be fine, I'm much more interested in the harsh environment that played a part in your upbringing, than I am in sleeping."

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It was past time for lunch when Bulma saw Vegeta. She was furious, he'd spent the whole night out with that girl! How did she know?! The proof was following him through the door of her house. "Oh, and where the hell have you two been?!"

The girl glanced loosely at Bulma before passing her by and making her way back to the room she'd been previously staying in. It was rude, sure, but she had no plans of staying much longer anyways. After hearing the mans story growing up under the tyrannical rule of some Alien named Frieza and then meeting his wife on a planet she'd never heard of named Namek, after of course trying to kill all of her friends on Earth...she was kind of nervous about being near the strange duo. Yeah, she had her share of adventures, but he seemed much more...chiseled...in the field of hardships and pain. As if his body as well as his heart and soul, had been hardened by those years of servitude. He'd been six when brought aboard Frieza's ship, though from what Kagome could tell, he had become an honorable and prideful man in the end...a good man by those traits alone...

"What is this Vegeta, have you taken on a pet while you were out of the house?!"

"What nonsense are you one about?"

"I'm just wondering if 'finders keepers' applies in this situation or not." Bulma sneered hatefully, "if so, then I don't think she's up for grabs, darling."

She was so hateful, but surely she wasn't always like this...right? Kagome frowned, as she stepped into her room and shut the door behind her, "no, it has to be because of me...I don't think Vegeta would put up with being spoken to in such a manner."

"Do you mean mom?"

Kagome jumped, looking under her bed, she gave a small smile as her eyes softened. Hiding under her bed was Trunk, Bulma and Vegeta's son, he had a flashlight and a book in front of him that he was reading, and had been reading in the darkness of her room before she'd come inside. "..."

"It's okay if you don't like mom. She's super smart, and can be really cool...but she does yell a lot at dad and me." Trunks laughed a bit. But his eyes didn't leave the book he was reading.

"What's that book you're reading?"

"...oh! It's Nano-Technology and its Origins. It's one of grandpa's old books. He and grandma are out of town on some kind of business meeting, but I'm sure that they'll be back in no time!"

Kagome laid down on her stomach and laughed at the little boy. "You must really like your grandparents, do they play a lot with you?"

"Grandpa does when he's got time, but mostly he's in his lab with mom. Though, that's fine, I like training with dad anyways. He's so strong, it's awesome!"

Kagome smiled.

"You know, dad is a Prince!" Trunks finally looked up from the book he was reading, "He said that made me the heir and next Prince of the Saiyan Race, or...it would if the Saiyans hadn't all been wiped out. Dad doesn't say it a lot, but do you know what he told me once?!"

The way he asked, it was like it was a secret for no one else's ears, but he really wanted to tell someone. "What did he tell you?"

"...he said," Trunks leaned in to whisper into her ear, "I'm the best thing he ever did."

Kagome felt her heart melt and took the secret happily. This boy was a diamond, for sure...and his father was proving to be quite the gem himself.

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Me: Here is chapter four, nyan~! Tell me what you guys think and I'll try and update again tomorrow, I get off pretty early, so it shouldn't be too difficult, lol.