Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or Sailor Moon. If I did, Mirai Trunks would be all mine! MUAHAHAHA.
AN: Minna-chan! *hangs head in shame* Okay, it's been a while, I know… but I've done the unthinkable and begun working on Cursed as well. I need a hand with this fic actually. I've hit a point where I have no clue how to proceed! Anyway, please please please contact me at chibi_tenshi24@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions at all! Again, italics denote thoughts. And before I forget, this chapter goes out to Angel-chan, D-chan, Jade-chan, Hikari-chan, and MK-chan for putting up with me and my constant blabbings about how stuck I am with the fic! *grins*
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Unforeseen: Chapter 2
Goku watched in amazement as Gohan sped towards Usagi, chanting her name repeatedly. She gave him a patient smile, and squatted down so she could hear what he was trying to say. He chuckled indulgently. His son had almost as much energy and curiosity as he did as a child. A slight breeze stirred the air, causing her dress to swirl around her. A few loose strands were ended up near her eyes, and she brushed it back. Goku caught his breath as he stared at this young woman. She was unbelievable. Her endless patience with his son astounded him. Her smiles made his gut wrench every time he saw it. He found himself overwhelmingly attracted to her, something he never thought would happen after Chi-Chi's death. Despite all that, he did find something a bit off about the whole situation. She had somehow reappeared and entered their lives. His son was almost a living extension of her body at this point. Gohan had grown so attached to Usagi that he sometimes wondered what would happen if he would separate them. Usagi had seemed pleased with everything. Sometimes, he would catch her with a strange glint in her eyes, as if she were amazed with how she was, and where she was. Other times, there was a solemnity and a watchfulness to her gaze that made him wonder. It wasn't necessarily that he sensed evil from her. She was keeping something from them. That much he was sure of.
"But I don't want to study, Usagi-sama." Gohan pleaded, his dark eyes begging most pitifully.
Her heart turned over at the sight. She found it so strange how quickly she bonded with another human being. In the Time Gates, she was often solitary. The other agents found her cold and unfriendly and as such, stayed away from her. She didn't mind too much since she had grown accustomed to being on her own. She relied on her strength, intelligence, and missions. Ever since she had been assigned to this particular mission, she found herself slowly regaining her humanity.
"Wouldn't your mommy want you to study?" She asked gently.
She could almost see the internal war going on in his head as he tried to find a way to get out of it. He squirmed a little before giving in.
"Will you promise to be close by if I study?" He replied hopefully.
"Of course, Gohan-chan."
He gave her one of his usual ear-to-ear smiles before running to his room. She turned around to find Goku not too far away from her. She took a step back hesitantly, hating herself at the moment for seeming weak. For some reason, the black-haired man caused her to feel uneasy. It wasn't necessarily in a bad way. It was just something she had never felt before. He was so full of life, despite his loss. There was a sadness in his dark eyes that made her heart ache just looking at them. He smiled at her, and once again, she was struck by how alike father and son looked.
"I don't know how you deal with him. I love my son but his energy level amazes me." His deep voice said, doing something funny to her insides. She frowned at her reaction, causing the man in front of her to wonder if he had done something to offend her.
"It's no problem. I enjoy taking care of Gohan. He's… my friend." She said, much to her own surprise.
Goku's astute eyes did not miss the look on her face as she said that. She seemed taken aback at the mention of the word "friend".
"You must miss your own friends back where you came from," he said slowly.
Her eyes hardened suddenly. "I have no friends." Goku was shocked. This beautiful girl, who was so wonderful to his son, had no friends? Certainly she must've had tons of men pursuing her at the very least. She turned around, and his hand flew out to stop her of its own accord. Flushing slightly, he immediately dropped her hand. The feel of her skin had been so soft and amazing under his fingertips.
She stared at him, stunned beyond belief. Gohan had touched her arm once or twice, but those had been from the hands of a boy. That was her very first contact with an adult male. It was… different. Sensation had crawled up her arm, and her skin fairly tingled under the contact. She had never been in physical contact with anyone when growing up and as such, she was not used to people touching her. The feeling was not altogether unpleasant though she wasn't sure if she liked the feelings these two were arousing in her. She still had her mission to complete.
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Nearby, a time machine appeared from the sky, floating momentarily before disappearing into a forest of trees. As it landed gently, the young man tightened his jaw in determination. He had to make sure that Gohan lived. It was essential that he find out who interfered with time.
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They sat together in companionable silence. She was alternating her gaze between the view outside the window and the room where Gohan was currently sleeping. There was very little about her that Goku missed. His keen senses picked up almost every thing she did.
"Is there something out there catching your eye?" He asked curiously.
She turned around and gave him a sad smile, one that caught at his heartstrings.
"Iie…" She said slowly before returning her gaze to the moon.
"Liar," he responded.
"The moon. It's so beautiful."
"Don't you have a moon where you're from?" He inquired, a bit confused by the odd comment. Following her gaze, he noted that the moon was full tonight. Thank God Gohan's in bed now, he thought to himself. She had been secretive about her past, and she didn't want to pry.
"I… I wouldn't know. I … don't get out very often. I don't know what the outside world looks like." She whispered softly.
He stared at her in shock. Did they keep her locked up? What was such a powerful being doing being restrained like that? Did that mean there was someone else even stronger out there?
"I know you have questions, but I cannot answer them. My being here was already unplanned, and there may be consequences unforeseen."
His curiosity was struck full-force. He wanted to find out more about this woman who was here, one whose strength was greater than his own. It was rare that there was someone as powerful as her around, much less one who possessed her beauty. She suddenly spoke.
"I can relate to Gohan so much. I… I never knew my mother neither. I… I don't remember anything starting from age five actually."
"Gohan's mother, my wife… Chi-Chi… she was a strong, wonderful woman. She had this strength and stubbornness that frustrated and fascinated me at the same time. Knowing my background, she wanted to make sure that our son wouldn't neglect his studies. She wanted Gohan to have all the opportunities possible. Education was very important to her, unlike me. I was never really educated, and…"
Her deep blue eyes reflecting a sympathy that she would've never believed possible, she uttered, "You're a good person, Goku. That's all that matters."
Her soft words touched a chord deep in his heart, filling him with a joy he had not experienced in a long time. His deep eyes held hers, unwilling to leave her face. The gentle moonlight bathed her features, and causing her eyes to seem even more mysterious than ever. It was a moment requiring no words. Emotions were conveyed through hidden messages, one knowing that he was in danger of falling in love, the other confused beyond belief.
Seized by a wave of dizziness, Usagi grasped the window ledge, deep breaths coming in and out harshly as she tried to control what was happening to her. Her face, already pale, was now ashen in appearance. Her once formidable power was slowly leaving her. Goku, concerned, moved closer and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. Startled, she jumped back, the movement causing her to use up her slowly depleting strength.
"What's wrong?" He asked, a bit hurt that she would move away from his touch that way.
"Gomen," she whispered softly. "I'm not used to human contact."
Relief shone from his eyes, though he was still concerned by the way she looked at the moment. She almost appeared weak, with little colour left in her already pale countenance.
"I didn't mean that. Is everything okay with you?"
"I don't know what's wrong." Her breathing seemed a bit more relaxed now, though it still sounded laboured to his ears. She appeared confused as she glanced outside. "I… it feels as if my strength is slowly leaving me. And I don't know why. I can't be weak. I have to be strong. I must save the Silver Millennium."
"Nani?!" Goku exclaimed, taken aback by her explanations. What was this Silver Millennium that she spoke of? Why couldn't she be weak?
She leaned heavily against the window, feeling as if her legs had turned into jelly. Both their heads whipped around simultaneously sensing a powerful ki near them.
"It's… it's not Piccolo." Goku wondered where such a powerful being would come from. Strangely enough, the power signature was not unlike his own.
A figure burst through the window suddenly, sending glass shards flying everywhere. It headed straight for Usagi, and picked her up. She shrieked unexpectedly, and Goku tensed up immediately, preparing to defend this woman with his life. A sleepy voice came from the room nearby.
"Daddy? Usagi-sama?"
As she was being taken out of the house, she yelled out, "Your son is the key! Don't let him see the moon! Don't!!!!!!!!"
Goku felt as if he was being torn in two directions. A part of him yearned to go after Usagi, but his first concern came with his son. With the full moon, Gohan would transform into Oozaru mode, causing him to become uncontrollable and destructive. Moving quickly, he grabbed his son and took him back to his room, ignoring the young boy's protests for now. With pained eyes, he stared in the direction where the mysterious stranger had flown away with his angel. "I'm sorry, Usagi…"
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Well minna-chan? What did you think? *grins* I know, slightly evil since I left it on a cliffie here, but hey, I gotta get you guys to review somehow! And oh yes, Blue Angel, and Samantha, can you please email me as well? You've been fantastic reviewers and I just want to say thanks! Let me know what you liked and what you didn't, and I'll try to do the best I can to accomodate. And just as a teaser to all you folks out there, … this isn't a Usagi/Goku fic. *grins* I don't know for sure yet anyway. I'm planning on throwing in some chaos in the fic (Chibi Tenshi style), and causing some general havoc? Intrigued? Email me and I may just give you a hint as to what's coming up next!
As well, for all the readers/reviewers actually reading Cursed, I didn't mean for it to be so confusing so I'll clarify it while I have your attention. Usagi is indeed the daughter of Van and Hitomi. The young boy that she nearly killed is NOT the man who wants to meet her at the ball (although honestly I did think about using that as a twist). The man is Prince Chid (remember the cute little boy, Allen Schezar's illegitimate child) zar Freid. He's just grown up now… and I might've tampered with his age a bit (made him a bit younger than he actually would be – assuming Van and Hitomi got married a few years later from when they first met him) but hey, that's an author's creative liberties, ne?
Again I can't say enough thanks to all my wonderful reviewers out there! You make me want to be a better author! *snicker* Okay I'm lame. It's late, and I should be in bed. So with that, you know what to do to make me happy, and write more! Ja ne!