Disclaimer: Don't own, don't care.
Hey, peoples, I was really sad when I saw I only had two reviews for my first chapter! if it's not too much trouble, could you just review at the end just to say that you did read this? And, of course, any suggestions are welcome. Thanks to Fanfiction Traveler, your idea was taken on board.
Trunks: And knowing her, probably thrown over board as soon as the ship left port. I honestly don't know why she asks for reviews.
Me: I do so use them!!!! I just only use some of them, and I like my review 'cause it shows people are finding it interesting enough to review. Either that or they're just kind people who like to make my day by giving me a review.
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After they eventually calmed Maria down, aided by the help of Pipa who kept on sitting on her and making her laugh, they went down for dinner. Dinner was pretty boring, it was basically a stew which needed salt badly. Unfortunately, salt was one of the hardest things to come by. After dinner, just after the plates were cleared away, Maria yelled: "It's Thursday, It's Thursday! Jingle cards!" Trunks just sat there, totally mystified as to what was going on, until Sira pulled on his arm, the one that wasn't bandaged.
"Come on, we're going to play a card game. Every Thursday we take out the cards and play a game called Jingles. Mum and Dad made it up, and we've kept the tradition."
She pulled him to the dining room, where Siras Mum (Sandry, Trunks had found this out during dinner) Was setting out a pack of cards ready for a game. The game was a sort of cross between poker and snap, And Sira won, Sandry got second, Trunks got third and Maria got last. She pouted about this for a while until Sira made her laugh by drawing little faces in all the zeros on the score card. And after that, It was time for bed.
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The next few days all past in a similar way, with Trunks either helping out at the building yard where everyone was quite friendly, and The head builder (The one that had brought his clothes and sword over) even once got a 'Hi' in reply from a greeting one day, or going off to lessons with Sira and the nurse which was always so chatty. Trunks found out that her two sons, daughter and husband had all been killed in the attacks, and the continuous chatting was her way of dealing with it. She taught them the basic maths and English, but mostly she taught them how to look after sick people and treat injuries. They had their lessons every second day, and they were usually interesting.
After about a week or two, Trunks was lying in bed with his door open, facing the doorway. Sira and Marias bedroom door was open, and they were talking quietly a while ago as the two doors were at right angles to each other. They had stopped talking a little while ago, and Trunks thought that Sira and Maria had finally gotten to sleep. He lay there, eyes half closed, listening to the sounds from downstairs as Sandry washed up after dinner. After a while, Sandry finished the dishes and walked up the stairs. Trunks quickly shut his eyes, for some reason he didn't want her to know he was awake. Sandry walked into the girls bedroom, and he heard her ask them if he was asleep. They said that they thought he was, and she walked round and Trunks thought that she paused at his door. Then from downstairs came a knock on the door, and Sandry walked down the steps and he heard her opening the door.
"Hello, there, sirs. How are you doing tonight? Blue's asleep, and you two look cold. Come on in." Somebody replied and Trunks couldn't quite hear what was said, but they walked up the stairs and Trunks opened his eyes a little way so he could just see what was happening. In the dim glow caused by the candles that lit up the stairs, he could see Sandry and two other men outside the girls bedroom door.
"Hey, mom, what are these people doing here?" Sira asked loudly. Trunks heard her get up.
"Shush, not so loud, you don't want to wake up Blue. These men are just here to ask some questions, then they'll be off."
"Fine. Hey, how about we go in the corridor? There's not enough room in here" Everybody stepped out in the corridor, and Sira was standing just outside the door.
"Now, I'm doctor Arraign, and this is mister Poling. How well do you get along with Blue here?"
"He's fun!" Maria piped up. "He plays games on Thursday, and likes to look at my toys!"
"He's alone most of the time in his room, but he does play with us sometimes." said Sira. She glanced towards his room and she saw his eyes glinting in the light.
"Well, that's nice. How well does he look after himself? Oh, and has he done anything strange, like lifting something really heavy around the house?" Sira looked from him, and opened her mouth to say no when Maria said, "Yep, he put the bed together all by him self, and it's real heavy!"
And the beds were really heavy, as the were made out of re-melted scrap iron.
"Oh, now that's interesting. You see, we've noticed that he can do all things strange things, and we've been thinking of moving him to a more.secure place around here, where we can see how he does these kinds of things."
"You're going to take Blue away?!" Sandry said, sounding a bit shocked. "To study him? But that's not legal! And anyway, he's his own person, you should let him decide."
"Oh, we will miss, just not right yet. Well, I think you've answered enough questions. I'm afraid we'll just have to see what happens next."
The two men walked down the stairs, and Trunks heard Sandry go down, turn out the lights and go to bed. Sira and Maria had gone to bed as soon as the men had left. After a while Trunks heard a slight snore, a sign that Maria was asleep.
;; They're going to take me away! I should have expected it, things don't go right for me, ever. First I'm starting to get used to fighting the androids, and Gohan dies. Then I defeat them and things start to go right, and mom dies. And now where am I going to go? What's going to happen next? Why can't things just go right for once!;;
His thoughts were interrupted by Sira coming out of the door and walking towards Trunks. She stopped by his bed and sat on the end.
"Hey, Blue. I guess you heard, right? There's been stories circulating around the camp for a week or so now, stories about how you nearly destroyed the city when you found out about your mom."
"Oh, great."
"Blue, who are you really?" Trunks didn't say anything. Sira lay down next to Him, and wriggled into the bed next to him, and Trunks started.
"Why are you getting in my bed?"
"You answer my question and I'll answer yours."
"No deal."
They were silent for a while. "Sira, what's going to happen to me?"
"I don't know. You should be allowed your own house, I think you're over 18. but the people at the top say that you're only 14, and should be looked after specially because of your powers. Blue, how old are you?"
"How do I know you won't tell them?"
"Because I promise."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"I'm 16. how old are you?"
"Me? 16 too. Wow, you look a lot older than you are."
"Thanks."
"Look, I won't tell anyone this either, so please tell me, what's your name?"
"It's Trunks."
"Cool name! It suits you better."
"Thanks. Can you stop asking questions already?"
"Sure." Trunks kept his eyes closed and tried not to think about the girl lying next to him. Sira, on the other hand, had her eyes open and was studying his back. one finger gently traced along one of the many scars that covered his back, they were all mostly visible from the moonlight that was shining through the window, but only just as a cloud was covering the moon at that moment. Trunks twitched.
"Hey, could you not do that, It's kinda rude." Sira pulled her finger away.
"Sorry," At that moment the clouds decided to part, just for a few seconds, and Sira saw the scars that were faint, yet all over his back and arms. "How the hell did you get all these?"
Trunks turned around in the bed, and his eyes were cold, his face a mask.
"Do you really want to know?"
"I. I'm.. I'm not sure. Was it the androids?"
"Yes."
"Oh. good night Bl- Trunks."
"Good night, Sira."
Trunks lay in bed, eyes closed. Pretty soon Siras breath slowed down it a sleeping pattern. Trunks opened his eyes. A slip of moonlight was illuminating her face and shoulders, and a strand of hair fell over the her shoulders.
;; She's beautiful.;;
He brushed the hair away and let his hand rest on her shoulder.
;;I wish.. I don't know what I wish. I don't even know why I like her, or even if I do. Why do these things always happen to me? As soon as I meet somebody I like, they're always taken away, or die. Why can't I just have a normal life?;;
Sira stirred, and Trunks pulled his hand away. She moved a bit closer in the bed, and Trunks relaxed and eventually fell asleep.
It turned out to be his last good nights sleep for a while.
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He, he, no more suspense, well, at least you know that Sira knows. Next chappie, a secrete about Trunks and Sira is unfolded. They've already met, but when. And what happens when Siras mom finds them in the same bed. Actually, will she? And why won't Trunks get any sleep for a while? Just review, and all shall be revealed. This story is just rushing in to my head, so if you are good boys and girls then there will be a chapter every day, or every second day. That is, if you review.
Hey, peoples, I was really sad when I saw I only had two reviews for my first chapter! if it's not too much trouble, could you just review at the end just to say that you did read this? And, of course, any suggestions are welcome. Thanks to Fanfiction Traveler, your idea was taken on board.
Trunks: And knowing her, probably thrown over board as soon as the ship left port. I honestly don't know why she asks for reviews.
Me: I do so use them!!!! I just only use some of them, and I like my review 'cause it shows people are finding it interesting enough to review. Either that or they're just kind people who like to make my day by giving me a review.
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After they eventually calmed Maria down, aided by the help of Pipa who kept on sitting on her and making her laugh, they went down for dinner. Dinner was pretty boring, it was basically a stew which needed salt badly. Unfortunately, salt was one of the hardest things to come by. After dinner, just after the plates were cleared away, Maria yelled: "It's Thursday, It's Thursday! Jingle cards!" Trunks just sat there, totally mystified as to what was going on, until Sira pulled on his arm, the one that wasn't bandaged.
"Come on, we're going to play a card game. Every Thursday we take out the cards and play a game called Jingles. Mum and Dad made it up, and we've kept the tradition."
She pulled him to the dining room, where Siras Mum (Sandry, Trunks had found this out during dinner) Was setting out a pack of cards ready for a game. The game was a sort of cross between poker and snap, And Sira won, Sandry got second, Trunks got third and Maria got last. She pouted about this for a while until Sira made her laugh by drawing little faces in all the zeros on the score card. And after that, It was time for bed.
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The next few days all past in a similar way, with Trunks either helping out at the building yard where everyone was quite friendly, and The head builder (The one that had brought his clothes and sword over) even once got a 'Hi' in reply from a greeting one day, or going off to lessons with Sira and the nurse which was always so chatty. Trunks found out that her two sons, daughter and husband had all been killed in the attacks, and the continuous chatting was her way of dealing with it. She taught them the basic maths and English, but mostly she taught them how to look after sick people and treat injuries. They had their lessons every second day, and they were usually interesting.
After about a week or two, Trunks was lying in bed with his door open, facing the doorway. Sira and Marias bedroom door was open, and they were talking quietly a while ago as the two doors were at right angles to each other. They had stopped talking a little while ago, and Trunks thought that Sira and Maria had finally gotten to sleep. He lay there, eyes half closed, listening to the sounds from downstairs as Sandry washed up after dinner. After a while, Sandry finished the dishes and walked up the stairs. Trunks quickly shut his eyes, for some reason he didn't want her to know he was awake. Sandry walked into the girls bedroom, and he heard her ask them if he was asleep. They said that they thought he was, and she walked round and Trunks thought that she paused at his door. Then from downstairs came a knock on the door, and Sandry walked down the steps and he heard her opening the door.
"Hello, there, sirs. How are you doing tonight? Blue's asleep, and you two look cold. Come on in." Somebody replied and Trunks couldn't quite hear what was said, but they walked up the stairs and Trunks opened his eyes a little way so he could just see what was happening. In the dim glow caused by the candles that lit up the stairs, he could see Sandry and two other men outside the girls bedroom door.
"Hey, mom, what are these people doing here?" Sira asked loudly. Trunks heard her get up.
"Shush, not so loud, you don't want to wake up Blue. These men are just here to ask some questions, then they'll be off."
"Fine. Hey, how about we go in the corridor? There's not enough room in here" Everybody stepped out in the corridor, and Sira was standing just outside the door.
"Now, I'm doctor Arraign, and this is mister Poling. How well do you get along with Blue here?"
"He's fun!" Maria piped up. "He plays games on Thursday, and likes to look at my toys!"
"He's alone most of the time in his room, but he does play with us sometimes." said Sira. She glanced towards his room and she saw his eyes glinting in the light.
"Well, that's nice. How well does he look after himself? Oh, and has he done anything strange, like lifting something really heavy around the house?" Sira looked from him, and opened her mouth to say no when Maria said, "Yep, he put the bed together all by him self, and it's real heavy!"
And the beds were really heavy, as the were made out of re-melted scrap iron.
"Oh, now that's interesting. You see, we've noticed that he can do all things strange things, and we've been thinking of moving him to a more.secure place around here, where we can see how he does these kinds of things."
"You're going to take Blue away?!" Sandry said, sounding a bit shocked. "To study him? But that's not legal! And anyway, he's his own person, you should let him decide."
"Oh, we will miss, just not right yet. Well, I think you've answered enough questions. I'm afraid we'll just have to see what happens next."
The two men walked down the stairs, and Trunks heard Sandry go down, turn out the lights and go to bed. Sira and Maria had gone to bed as soon as the men had left. After a while Trunks heard a slight snore, a sign that Maria was asleep.
;; They're going to take me away! I should have expected it, things don't go right for me, ever. First I'm starting to get used to fighting the androids, and Gohan dies. Then I defeat them and things start to go right, and mom dies. And now where am I going to go? What's going to happen next? Why can't things just go right for once!;;
His thoughts were interrupted by Sira coming out of the door and walking towards Trunks. She stopped by his bed and sat on the end.
"Hey, Blue. I guess you heard, right? There's been stories circulating around the camp for a week or so now, stories about how you nearly destroyed the city when you found out about your mom."
"Oh, great."
"Blue, who are you really?" Trunks didn't say anything. Sira lay down next to Him, and wriggled into the bed next to him, and Trunks started.
"Why are you getting in my bed?"
"You answer my question and I'll answer yours."
"No deal."
They were silent for a while. "Sira, what's going to happen to me?"
"I don't know. You should be allowed your own house, I think you're over 18. but the people at the top say that you're only 14, and should be looked after specially because of your powers. Blue, how old are you?"
"How do I know you won't tell them?"
"Because I promise."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"I'm 16. how old are you?"
"Me? 16 too. Wow, you look a lot older than you are."
"Thanks."
"Look, I won't tell anyone this either, so please tell me, what's your name?"
"It's Trunks."
"Cool name! It suits you better."
"Thanks. Can you stop asking questions already?"
"Sure." Trunks kept his eyes closed and tried not to think about the girl lying next to him. Sira, on the other hand, had her eyes open and was studying his back. one finger gently traced along one of the many scars that covered his back, they were all mostly visible from the moonlight that was shining through the window, but only just as a cloud was covering the moon at that moment. Trunks twitched.
"Hey, could you not do that, It's kinda rude." Sira pulled her finger away.
"Sorry," At that moment the clouds decided to part, just for a few seconds, and Sira saw the scars that were faint, yet all over his back and arms. "How the hell did you get all these?"
Trunks turned around in the bed, and his eyes were cold, his face a mask.
"Do you really want to know?"
"I. I'm.. I'm not sure. Was it the androids?"
"Yes."
"Oh. good night Bl- Trunks."
"Good night, Sira."
Trunks lay in bed, eyes closed. Pretty soon Siras breath slowed down it a sleeping pattern. Trunks opened his eyes. A slip of moonlight was illuminating her face and shoulders, and a strand of hair fell over the her shoulders.
;; She's beautiful.;;
He brushed the hair away and let his hand rest on her shoulder.
;;I wish.. I don't know what I wish. I don't even know why I like her, or even if I do. Why do these things always happen to me? As soon as I meet somebody I like, they're always taken away, or die. Why can't I just have a normal life?;;
Sira stirred, and Trunks pulled his hand away. She moved a bit closer in the bed, and Trunks relaxed and eventually fell asleep.
It turned out to be his last good nights sleep for a while.
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He, he, no more suspense, well, at least you know that Sira knows. Next chappie, a secrete about Trunks and Sira is unfolded. They've already met, but when. And what happens when Siras mom finds them in the same bed. Actually, will she? And why won't Trunks get any sleep for a while? Just review, and all shall be revealed. This story is just rushing in to my head, so if you are good boys and girls then there will be a chapter every day, or every second day. That is, if you review.