This one's kind of a cliffhanger, but I have so much stuff to do like study for that big government exma on Friday *shudder* (I haven't even started!!) Well, I promise to start part 6 ight away ok?
Trunks opened his eyes, he got up and cursed himself mentally for falling asleep while he was supposed to watch Ruu. He glanced at her, and put a hand to her forehead, she was still burning, but it had gone down slightly. He sighed and fastened his legs to a rope hanging from a special beam on the ceiling. He dropped down, now dangling by his feet, he began to pull himself up, straining with effort.
Ruu's brow quivered for a moment, then she burst out screaming, "Nooo!" she cried, Trunks trying with all his might not to wake her. "Don't do it Dorjan please! Please!…Please!…PLEASE! No Dorjan…NO! No No No!" she cried her face wrenched in hatred and fear as it shook from side to side. She was straining under some invisible force, "Not Mother!" She screamed over and over again, and again. "Please!…Please…PLEASE!" she sobbed bitterly, tears of frustration carving paths through her tired face.
Trunks had no idea someone could act so strange, but he nevertheless left her alone, until she had begun to bite her swollen tongue, the blood blended with her salty tears, as they together ran down her bloody face. Veins popped as she screamed in blinded frustration, her voice wavered for a moment as she slipped back into deep, dreamless sleep.
Trunks unfastened the ropes and jumped next to Ruu, he stroked her forehead, yes, her fever had definitely gone down. He took a handkerchief from the nightstand, and carefully cleaned her face, wincing whenever he came in contact with the damaged flesh. Finally after she was cleaned up, as best as he could, Trunks levitated himself back to the ceiling and tied his legs, once again to the rope.
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Vegeta was pacing in his room, in Bulma's house. He should be one in the time chamber, not that, that lousy peasant! He the prince of all saiyans, who was so much better than that fool, Kakarot. And what had he, Vegeta, benefited off of all of this? Nothing, absolutely nothing, while Kakarot achieved super saiyan level, even though his blood had no trace of it! He had the urge to blow down the whole house but that stupid woman would make him sleep in a tree or something. Although, she was pretty cute, and he did well…have a kid with her. But she, she should be proud, she was raising his kid the future prince of all saiyans. Though he had to admit, he had sunk pretty low as to mate a human, but that couldn't be helped.
Vegeta grinned wickedly, remembering something, he crept outside and to a replica of the spaceship Kakarot had traveled in to Namek. He must have trained on it to defeat Frieza, so he snuck into it and turned on the lights. Yes, he thought, their it is! "The anti-Gravity machine!" He ran over to it, smiling like a school boy, a very short schoolboy, mind you. He flipped it on and immediately felt a surge of power in the room. He turned the dial to fifty, and immediately felt his body sink, it was harder to walk, but not even close to impossible. He flipped the dial more, until the small green letters read 80. Still more, he turned it to 100 and fell to the ground, the force, was breaking him to pieces. But, he thought through clenched teeth, But Kakarot did it, he did it at 100!
Vegeta strained, and hoped and prayed, he slowly moved upwards, but he could feel several tendons in his back strain, it was taking all his willpower not to cry out. But a prince has more dignity than that, so he bit his lip and urged his body on. Slowly, he got to his knees, then, finally he stood up, not straight but very far. I have to get up! I have to! I the prince of all Saiyans will not be defeated by mere gravity! "AAAAAAAHHH!" He screamed and with one tremendous burst of energy he shot up into the air.
Slowly he lowered himself, a blue black power aura surrounding him, his eyes flashed dangerously as he turned the dial up.
That's how it went the rest of the night, he flipped the dial higher, and stretched every muscle in his body, until he stood up, then he went to an even higher level. Then stealing out early the next morning he stole into Bulma's garage and back to his old space pod, lifting off, he looked back at the planet. (AN: My, my is that a look of pride I see? Oh nope, just anger, figures)
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Ruu coughed, and more blood spurted out, Trunks sat her up and rapped her back, grimacing as the red liquid covered the white linen sheets.
Ruu opened her eyes slowly,"Wh-where?"
"Shh," soothed Trunks, getting in touch with his feminine side. "You're in the ship, you were training to hard," his worried, and sleepless face smiled, "And you fainted, but you're okay now."
"O-Oh," she stammered.
She attempted to get up, but Trunks pushed her down, "You take it easy," he commanded, seeing the puzzled look on her face as she looked at the blood, surrounding her.
"Um, Trunks, you er, wouldn't know if Saiyans have PMS would you?"
Trunks turned bright red, "Um, I er, wouldn't know about that, you uh rest, and I'll replicate us some food," he hurried away.
Despite her previous illness, Ruu laughed, "that," she said with a smile. "Will be a classic," she grinned, pulling out a camera from underneath her pillow. Her head throbbed, but it was all worth it. She ignored it, remembering her brother and levitated to the ceiling, tying her ankles to the strong rope she hung down and pulled her aching body up.
**
Trunks was still blushing minutes later, he walked over to the replicator, "Scrambled eggs," he remembered an earth dish his mother made him back home. He carried the meal back to Ruu, where he promptly dropped the tray, spilling it's contents, "You should be in bed!"
"Oh quit playing doctor!" Ruu announced continuing her training. "Look, 1 we're arriving in an hour, and Dorjan massacred us both before, so we're not ready. 2, he's probably thought up some plan to stop us. And 3, You're too cute to be a doctor!" se blurted the last reason out without a thought, and Trunks could swear even her black hair had a tint of red in it.
**
"Right Gohan, a one month left, it's getting to risky to do all of the year, so I guess we'll get out early."
"Right," Gohan nodded, his hair shining golden, "Right."
**
A half hour later (real time!!)
"Ready?" Ruu asked her partner.
"Ready," Trunks said and pushed open the door, the sunlight poured in blinding them both, then a disturbing vision appeared…
To be continued…