My Fifth chapter! I've been sick all last week and am still right now so I'm sorry for the delay. I really feel bad for anyone who comes near my computer now. *shrugs* Oh well.
I got to dedicate this chapter to fluffy(and of course to anyone else who's been reading and reviewing this). You asked for it so here it is. I hope it's to your liking.
Little reminder: Seven years have passed by. New teens and not so new adults. Halloween! See how one accident transforms a ballroom into a battle zone. Ton's of chaos.
Just to remind you in case you've forgotten this *************will always be at the end of Trunks' dreams.
Ages now are:
Trunks:30
Goten:29
Bra:17
Pan:16
Warning this is an A/U fic which means that I might choose to add or take out some events that should have taken place and create some of my own to fit my story. Also some appearances might change too.
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonBall Z/GT. Akira Toriyama and *ugh* FUNimation do. I'm not making any profit off this story.
Wait For Your Dreams:
"It's You!"
By: SiN
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"You've grown quite a lot."
"What'd you expect, for me to stay a kid forever?"
"No but...You're so different now."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
"A good thing of course. Maybe now you'll get a boyfriend."
"Boyfriend? Trunks I don't do the boyfriend/girlfriend thing. I'm a warrior, I can't be distracted by feelings."
"Did my dad tell you that?" The person in front of Trunks nodded. "Listen isn't my dad a warrior?" The person nodded again. "Well then who cares. Just cause you're a warrior doesn't mean you can't have a love life."
"I know, but I don't think any guy would want a girl like me." The girl sulked.
"Hey! What are you talking about? What guy would resist a beautiful girl like you? If they do they must be crazy!"
"You really thinks so Trunks?" He nodded "You're the best." She hugged him.
Trunks hugged back and then walked over to the edge of the waterfall. "She's not coming back is she?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know. The only person that comes here is you."
"You haven't seen her before?"
"Nope. Why do you keep asking. Who?" The girl floated in front of Trunks.
"My angel."
"Angel? What do you mean..."
Trunks interrupted her and pictured 'his' angel. "She's beautiful. Long black hair, dark blue eyes, white dress,..." Trunks continued to speak dreamily. He gently pushed the girl in front of him to the side, she still floated. He starred out in thought, still hoping that the angel would return and grace him with her presence.
"I have long black hair." Trunks continued to search the sky. "I also have dark blue eyes." He didn't hear her, too caught up in searching. "Hello! Earth to Trunks!" He still ignored her, the girl became annoyed. She pushed him and he fell.
"Ahh!" He screamed. Trunks closed his eyes fearing the sharp rocks below that awaited him . "What the..." He opened his eyes.
"Sorry, forgot you can't fly." The girl held onto his waist from behind him.
"That's al right," he breathed, "I'm used to it."
"Hey! Do you want me to let you go so you can finish your trip." She let go slightly.
"No!" Trunks flung his arms around himself and grabbed her arms before he could fall. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He let go when she held on more firmly again. "You haven't dropped me in awhile."
"Try years. I would've caught you, ya know. " She still held onto him and slowly levitated up.
"I know but one can't take any risks. How come you two can fly and I can't ". Trunks pouted. His feet touched the ground and the girl let go.
"What do you mean 'you two can fly'?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"The angel can fly too. But she uses her wings to fly. "
"So the girl you described is an angel." The girl's eyes widened.
"Why do you think angels have wings, to look pretty?" Trunks once again went to the edge of the cliff.
"I tried to ask you before but you 'rudely' interrupted me." She crossed her arms.
"Well now you know." He again focused on looking out for 'his' angel.
"Bye Trunks."
"Bye Panny."
The girl walked away. She turned around before leaving. She smiled and whispered. "Maybe if I had..."
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"LISTEN UP EVERYONE!" Shouted an overly enthusiastic Bulma.
People continued to talk. "I SAID-" She turned to the man with a guitar behind her. "Hand me a microphone please." The guy gave her one. She cleared her throat.
"LISTEN UP!" Everyone stopped immediately and flung their heads in the direction Bulma was, the stage. "Unmasking will begin in one hour! So don't you dare take off those masks till midnight."
"WE KNOW AlREADY!" The crowd shouted.
"I just wanted to remind you. Sheesh." She stepped off the stage steps. Everyone went back to socialising.
The Halloween Ball (courtesy of Bulma Briefs) was a big hit this year. The Ballroom was made especially for this occasion. It was almost as huge as Capsule Corps itself!
Bulma pushed her way through the crowd till she reached seven men. Five of the men were sitting at a table huddled in a corner. The other two men were standing a little separate from each other, both at the wall, arms crossed.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT SAIYAN EARS WOMAN!"
"Vegeta if they're so-ooo sensitive why don't they get affected when YOU Shout!" Bulma crossed her arms.
"What about my ears? They're even more sensitive than a Saiyan's," mumbled Piccolo.
"Bulma *munch*hy *crunch*you here?" asked Goku devouring the chips in front of him.
"You see Vegeta, Goku can call me by my name."
"Hmph," was Vegeta's reply.
"I'm sorry what did you say?" Bulma said sweetly once she turned her attention to Goku.
"He asked why you're here." Gohan answered for his father when he was started to eat some more chips.
Bulma opened her mouth to speak when Krillin spoke before her. "Yeah why are you here Bulma?" He took a sip from his drink.
Bulma turned to Krillin and opened her mouth to speak again when another person interrupted her. "This place is reserved for us warriors only," said Yamacha, "Why would you want to come here?"
Vegeta snickered and then silently laughed as Bulma's face was turning red. 'Three, two, one...' He thought and covered his ears. Bulma's patience reached it's limit.
"SHUP UP AND I'LL TELL YOU!" The men groaned. Vegeta removed his hands. He laughed at all the other warriors horrified expressions.
When Bulma was sure they wouldn't say anything she told them. "I'm here to ask you why you guys are 'here'."
"Bulma what's so wrong about this spot?" Tien calmly spoke still clutching his ears.
"Tien where's Chozu? Aren't you two always together? " Bulma asked looking for the adorable little doll look-a-like.
"He went to the bathroom."
"Bulma have you forgotten why you..." Gohan tried to say.
"Oh yeah!" Bulma shot up her hand. The men shook their heads. "You're not supposed to be here. And with each other. This is a masquerade."
"Nobody cares." Vegeta mumbled.
"I do. It's my party and I'll..."
"Cry if I want to, cry if I want to." Krillin sang. Everyone turned to him. "What! The songs playing!" He cried.
"That's nice Krillen." Bulma brushed him off. " As I was saying this is a costume and mask party, you can't know who anyone is. But since there is no one you'd talk to anyway I'll let you go"
"Is that all?" Piccolo asked annoyed.
"No, there's more." They groaned again. "Don't get mad at me you brought this all by yourselves."
"What did we do other than find out who's who?" asked Goku.
Bulma pointed to the table in front of her.
"What about the table?" asked Gohan.
"It's not supposed to be here. What do you see over there?" Bulma pointed out near the crowd.
Vegeta spoke first before anyone else could. "A bunch of other tables. And one table that's broken, with broken plates and broken cups and broken..."
"BROKEN!" Bulma's eyes searched all the tables and found the table Vegeta described.
"I'll be back!" She hollered running to kill whoever made the mess.
"I feel sorry for whoever made the mess." Yamacha cringed remembering the last time someone 'ruined' Bulma's party. "Remember what happened last time."
"Yeah," Tien nodded, "Master Roshi got a pretty bad beating."
"I'll say," Krillin spoke, "She didn't invite him did she?"
:::::::::::::::::::::::::Elsewhere in the Brief's Ballroom...
"I'm so sorry miss. I didn't mean to spill my drink on your dress, "said a man wearing an black outfit.
The girl ran away crying. "You dolt! Can't you watch where you're going?" said a girl wearing a daring black and red outfit, she was standing beside him.
"I didn't see her. Honest!"
"What were you starring at?" she asked.
"You're outfit is really pretty. Where'd you get it? " He asked.
"Thanks. I bought it-Hey!" She snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Pay attention. Now..."
'Why did I say that? Now she'll will never shut up.' He thought and sulked.
"Goten, why'd you ask me if you're just going to pout. You should know by now never to ask me a question like that unless you want an in-depth answer."
"Sorry Bra. I wasn't thinking."
"That's okay," Bra grabbed his arm, "Let's dance!" She tugged.
"Wait!" Goten screamed.
"What?" Bra let go of him.
"Vegeta will kill me!"
"Daddy wont do a thing. Come on!"
"I hear your mother!"
"Nice try..."
"MAKE WAY!"
"Mom?" Bra starred as her mother ran passed her and Goten.
Bulma stopped and ran back. "Bra? Honey, I thought you didn't want to be a wear that. Didn't you say this outfit was too tight?"
"Tight looks good on her. Really good." Goten nodded his head. "Very good."
"Goten? Is that you?"
"Yes it's him." Bra answered for him. She turned her head when someone walked by carrying a chair . "I'll be right back." Goten watched her go.
"Goten," Bulma whispered. She put a finger on the side of her mouth.
"Huh?" He looked back at Bulma. She patted her mouth and he blushed wiping the small drool. "She didn't leave because of that, did she?" He asked worriedly.
"No, I don't think so." Bulma smiled.
"Good." Goten wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"Why do you care so much? She's seen you with more drool before."
"Yeah but that was before I li-" He paused and corrected himself. "There are babes here, what if they seen me?" He panicked when Bulma's smile widened.
'Interesting.' Bulma grinned till she noticed the mask in his hand. "I forgot! You two weren't allowed to know who you are till midnight."
"We didn't know at first. We sort of bumped into each other at the snack bar."
"I'll accept that, but why is your mask off?"
"Oops. I don't want to wear it, it itches."
"It doesn't matter how much it itches put it back on mister."
"But..."
"What would the 'Queen of Hearts' say if I told her you were deliberately disobeying my rules, hmm?"
"I'm putting it on. See?"
"Nope and that's how it's gotta be till midnight." Bulma started to walk away when something in front of her caught her eye. "THE MESS! I FORGOT!"
"What mess?" Goten asked but Bulma was already gone.
"Oh well. I wonder where Trunks is?"
::::::::::::::::::::::::: Outside Capsule Corps...
"Well have you seen her?"
"No, she isn't with you?"
"Why would I be looking for her if she's with me. Hello think!" Bra tapped her brother's head lightly.
"Sorry, I'm not thinking straight."
"First Goten, now you." Trunks looked at her confused. "Goten said the same thing, well almost the same thing.
"Oh." Trunks sat down on a chair he stole from the party.
"What's wrong? You seem troubled."
"That obvious, huh?" He sighed. "Bra am I crazy?"
"No-ooo." Bra said slowly wondering where her got such a thought.
"Come on, don't tell me you think I'm completely sane."
"Are you saying this because of that girl you keep talking about?" Bra folded her arms and rubbed them.
"I'm in love with the girl in my dreams. She's not real Bra! Tell me if that doesn't make me sound crazy.
"Don't say that. Maybe you're just..." She paused not knowing how to finish her sentence.
"What? I'm just what?"
"Trunks I don't know what to say. I mean- Maybe your dreams of this girl have some kind of reason. Maybe she's your soul mate or something like that and you're somehow destined to meet her."
"Bra." Trunks tried to get his sister's attention but she continued to talk.
"You might even know her..."
'Know her?' He thought.
"She could even be here at the party!...
'She could be here?'
"What was her description again?"
"She has..."
"Long black hair, blue eyes and wears a long white dress." Bra answered herself.
"You memorised that."
"You mention her all the time, almost everyone remembers your exact words. Even dad remembers. Dad!" Bra joked.
"You see."
"Oh brother."
:::::::::::::::::: Inside Briefs Ballroom...
"So you having fun?!" A man wearing a white outfit with a long white cape asked as he approached a woman who was dancing. She was wearing an all black costume also with a cape, only her was black.
"What!" she screamed.
"I said-Let's get away from here!" He grabbed her arm and took her to a table that was vacant.
"That's better. My ears are still ringing." She rubbed her ears.
"Well you were dancing right beside those jumbo speakers, it's not a surprise." He shook his head.
"Ubuu lighten up. This is a party, have some fun."
"If your idea of having fun is deafening your ears then no thanks."
"What is your idea of fun?"
"I...ah...I can't answer you Marron. But I do know that for me to have fun I need my ears in perfect condition."
"Must you..."
"Hey you guys!"
"Hey Pan!" Marron got up from her seat and hugged her.
"Sit down." Ubuu pulled out a seat for Pan.
"Thank you. I can't stay long though, I'm leaving soon."
"Why? Aren't you having fun?" asked Marron.
"Yes."
"Are you feeling sick?" Ubuu touched Pan's forehead, Pan slapped it away.
"Nope. I just feel a little tired, that's all." Pan got up from her seat. "See ya guys."
"Pan wait!" Ubuu ran and picked up something. "Here you dropped this.
"Thanks. Could you stick it back on my back for me. This is the third time it's fallen." Pan turned around while Ubuu helped her. "Thanks again."
"Nice costume Pan. I'd never think you'd wear anything that resembled any kind of femininity." Marron smiled "You look pretty."
"Yeah," Ubuu eyed Pan, "You look 'angelic'."
"Ya really think?" They gave her a thumbs up. "Thanks guys. Bye!"
"Bye!" Marron and Ubuu shouted as Pan walked away. They turned their heads when someone shouted at the table behind them.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN ACCIDENT?!"
"Whoa! Did you even notice that?" Ubuu pointed to the mess.
"No. I feel sorry for whoever is getting yelled. Bulma is on the rampage. Remember last year with Master Roshi?" Marron said covering her eyes.
"Yes. Did Bulma invite him?"
"I don't know." Marron glanced back behind her. "Ooh look!"
Ubuu turned. "Ouch. That must of hurt. Is that Chichi with her?"
"Oh my Dende it is. I have to say Chichi's costume suites her perfectly. I can definitely picture her like that if she was wearing that for real." She stood up and made a cutting motion with her hands. "Off with their heads." She laughed and sat back down.
"Yeah," Ubuu laughed, "I can picture it too. Did you see Goku's costume though?" Marron shook her head no. "It's a match. You know he's the K..."
"Oh! So he's the-I get it. Figures. But you know if Goku is wearing that to match Chichi then I'd say his costume fits him perfectly too.".
Ubuu eagerly nodded. "I'll say. You know who's wearing..."
:::::::::::::::::::::Elsewhere in the Ballroom...
"Look at that!" Yamacha covered his eyes.
"Oooh that must've hurt."
"Can I look now Tien?"
"Are you sure Chozu? It isn't pretty."
"I'm sure." Chozu floated up. "I think I'm gonna have nightmares now."
"Tien warned you." Gohan said and sat down.
"You watched that Gohan? I thought you hated cat fights."
"Videl was near by. I was just checking to see if she was going to get involved. That and make sure my mother didn't kill anybody with whatever she just broke."
"Look! Look! Chichi's at it again." Krillin jumped up.
"You guys maybe we should stop them." Goku said nervously.
"And get sucked in by their wrath." Tien tugged his collar.
The men gulped picturing a vicious Bulma and Chichi.
"You call yourselves warriors? Pathetic." Vegeta mocked from his spot leaning against the wall. "Sacred?"
"I don't see you doing anything. Isn't that your wife over there?" Piccolo defended the guys.
"Bah." Vegeta turned his head to the side.
"Man, they fight dirty. What is that Chichi's carrying?" Tien asked trying to get a better look.
"I think she 'was' carrying that long stick thingy." Goku scratched his head in thought.
"You mean a staff?" Krillin's eyes widened in fear. "You let CHICHI bring a weapon? She could KILL with that thing."
"That's what she was using? Then it's not long anymore." Yamacha said.
"That's what's in her hand? What happened to it?" Chozu asked.
"You don't want to know," said Tien. How long will this last?" He added after taking a peek at the forming crowd.
"It depends. Judging from what happened last time, I'd say at least another ten or fifteen minutes tops." Gohan got up.
"Where're you going Gohan?" Piccolo asked.
"Maybe he's going to interfere," Vegeta laughed.
"Don't even joke about that," mumbled Krillin.
"Don't worry. What do you take me for a fool? I know better now. I'm just going to speak to Videl. Trust me when I say I'm never sticking my nose where it doesn't belong." Gohan tapped his noise.
"It doesn't hurt still does it? Man who'd a thought your mother could break your nose thinking you were Master Roshi." Yamacha shook his head.
"Poor Master Roshi though. Well I guess he's learned his lesson. I'm surprised none of you guys went after him yourselves," said Tien.
"Vegeta did at first but then Bulma stopped him and took over," said Goku.
"Yes, well I did find it amusing watching her trample the old goat." Vegeta said proudly as he seen Bulma deliver some unfortunate soul a punch.
"I didn't even know she could do that!" Krillin shouted when he just witnessed Bulma's killer punch.
"Krillin! 18's stepping in!" Chozu shouted.
"Really?"
"Ooooooohh!" They all said.
::::::::::::::::::::Elsewhere in the Ballroom...
"GET BACK HERE YOU HUSSY!"
"THAT'S RIGHT CHICHI! LET'S SHOW'EM WHAT WE'RE MADE OF! AHH!"
"Must these two continue to fight? One woman bit me when I separated Bulma from her, she's lucky I just pushed her."
"You call having her thrown onto the stage a push?"
18 shrugged. "Honestly though, what is so important about a party?" she asked
"Don't let them hear you. Let's just keep an eye on them-ah! My dress!" Videl spun around. "You in the yellow!" She yelled to the woman a few feet from her.
The lady pointed to herself.
"Yes you Tinkerbell! Get back here!" The lady ran.
"Videl not you too." 18 sighed when Videl ran.
"YOU SPILLED COKE ON IT! I'M WEARING MOSTLY WHITE YOU OLD HAG!" Videl marched right up to the middle aged woman dressed as Tinkerbell.
"Thank you Gohan," 18 sighed again when she seen 'Gohan' pick up Videl before she could strike.
"PUT ME DOWN!" Videl screamed.
18 then focused her attention back on the duo. "How much longer?" she breathed out.
::::::::::::::::::::Elsewhere in the Ballroom...
"Are you sure you're okay."
"Uncle Goten for the last time yes."
"Okay Panny. I'm just asking, sheesh." Goten took a bite from his snack.
"I'm sorry it's just that everyone's asked me." Pan tugged on her dress.
"Oh right! I almost forgot!" Goten shot his hand up.
"What?" Pan asked.
"Your outfit."
"What about it?"
"I like it."
"Thanks."
"I almost didn't recognise you with that white mask. I could've hit on you ya know."
"Gross! Why'd you tell me that for? Now I feel sick. " Pan covered her mouth.
"Funny." He lightly punched her shoulder. "Oops." Goten picked up something that fell from Pan's back.
"Not again." Pan sighed. "Could you please?" She turned around.
"Sure." Goten stepped back. "Fixed it."
"Thank you. Well I should be leaving now, you've kept me here long enough." Pan started to walk. "Bye Uncle Goten!"
"Pan hold up!" Goten ran up to her. "Have you seen Trunks?"
"Trunks? No. But maybe Bra's seen him. You could ask her."
"Ah...sure. Do you know where she is?"
"Sorry. But if you find Bra tell her I'm in the guest room."
"Same old room?"
"Same old room. Now can I go?" Pan tapped her right foot.
"Oh I get it," he winked, "You hiding a boy up there?" Goten took another bite from his snack.
"Who told you?!"
"What?!" Goten choked.
"I'm just joking!" Pan patted his back.
"Don't scare me like that again Pan!" Goten then directed his head to where the crowd was gathering around. "Why aren't you trying to stop them?"
"Why aren't you? Besides do you think I'm crazy? You know what happened last time."
"Who could forget? I'm never gonna try to separate my mom or Bulma from anyone when their on the attack. Mom thought I was Master Roshi and she hit me."
"I know, Bulma nearly poked my eyes out. Bye now!" Pan walked away.
"See ya later!"
Goten took another bite. 'Hey there's Marron and Ubuu. Might as well see them first.' He finished eating ' After I finish another snack.'
:::::::::::::::::::Somewhere inside Capsule Corps...three minutes later...
"Ah finally." A girl sighed and plopped on the bed in front of her. She immediately jumped up.
"Stupid wings!" She walked around. "That's the last time I'm wearing a two piece costume!" She spun around.
"The only good thing is that the outfit is really pretty." She spun around again. "What am I saying? This costume was more trouble than it's worth."
She laughed and then stopped when she heard chirping.
She seen a bird outside a window. "Ahh how cute!" She slowly approached it. "Don't worry I wont hurt you."
The bird continued to sing. "You have a beautiful voice." She pulled the curtains in her way and stepped out.
The bird didn't move and the girl stretched her finger towards it. "Here you go." The bird flew away.
"Rats! So close." She leaned her back against a railing.
"Hmm, it's so nice and cool tonight. I think I'll stay out here for awhile." She released her hair that was in a bun and her long hair toppled down.
The wind blew ruffling her hair. "Great I'm gonna have tangles." She closed her eyes.
:::::::::::::::::::::Ballroom...
"Goten what's up?" Ubuu greeted.
"Nothing much. That," Goten pointed behind him, "is getting out of hand."
Marron agreed. "I'll say. Do you know how many times I had to dodge flying food?"
"Why are they fighting anyway?" Goten pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Who knows? They could be fighting for whose costume is better for all we know. But I'd rather not know. I say we stay here and continue our previous conversation," said Marron.
" What were you guys talking about?" asked Goten.
"Who's wearing what." Ubuu answered.
"LET ME GO YOU JERK! I SAID PUT ME DOWN NOW!"
They all turned around.
"My heads hurting from turning around." Ubuu massaged his neck.
"Man, now Videl and Gohan are at it," said Marron shaking her head.
Goten cocked his head to the side. "That's not my brother."
::::::::::::::::::::::Outside Capsule Corps...
"So she hasn't appeared to you anymore?"
"No." Trunks got up from his seat.
"Don't you remember anything from you dreams at all?" Bra took Trunks' stolen chair and sat down.
"That's the problem Bra, I can't." Trunks flung his arms up.
"Don't throw a tantrum. Well, I think that it's time."
"Time for what?" Trunks looked at her one eyebrow raised.
"Don't give me that look like I know something. I'm just saying-Remember how you said she'll show herself once she's ready."
"Yeah, what about that?"
Bra sighed. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe she'll show herself soon because she's ready now?"
"I forgot about that. Do you think she's ready now for sure?"
"How would I know? But if I see anyone that looks like her I'll tell you." Bra looked up in thought. 'Could it be? She has the same...' Trunks' interrupted her from finishing her thought.
"Gee thanks. You can go back to the party if you want. I'll just stay outside a little longer."
"Don't be like that."
"Like what? Now what are you talking about?"
"Like a loner. I'm heading back but you better come in soon. Got it?" Bra stood up and smoothed her dress then she started to walk away.
"Yes," replied Trunks.
"Wait! Trunks before I forget, why did you pick that costume?" Bra faced him.
"You don't like?" He pulled out his sword and pointed it to her.
"You touch me with that and you're dead. And did I say I didn't like it? I do, but I thought you and Goten were gonna match. Black and black."
"I changed my mind. Besides what about you? I thought you were gonna wear that gypsy costume."
"Changed my mind too. Boy am I'm glad I didn't wear that."
"Why?" asked Trunks sitting down once again.
"Because I seen this girl, who's hair insults Medusa's, is wearing the same gypsy outfit that I chose." Bra turned. "I'd look better in it if I'd wore it."
"I'm sure you would." Trunks laughed.
"It's true. You know she has some flab showing." Bra whispered and rubbed her arms. A breeze blew by and she rubbed her arms again.
"It's getting chilly, you should get..." Trunks' jaw dropped.
"Going." Bra finished for him. She looked up when she noticed Trunks was starring at something. There was a girl on one of their balconies. Her back was facing them. Bra turned to look back at her brother.
"Trunks that's..." He flew up before Bra could say anything more.
::::::::::::::::::::Ballroom...
"MOVE IT!" yelled Bulma.
"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Chichi pushed the person blocking her path.
"COME AND GET IT!" shouted a woman dressed as a witch. "LET'S SEE WHAT YOU'VE GOT. I SAY WE SHOW'EM WHO'S BOSS! " she shouted to a woman wearing a butterfly costume beside her.
"YEAH!" the butterfly yelled back.
Bulma and Chichi cracked their knuckles.
WHAM! Chichi punched the witch.
Bulma grabbed the butterfly's arm. SLAM! She knocked her into one of the snack tables.
"Okay enough!" 18 yelled and grabbed Chichi's arms before she could throw the witch. "For a human you're strong Chichi." 18 put down the witch.
SPLIT!
18 let go of Chichi. The lady ripped the back of 18's shirt. Five straight lines could be seen on the back of her shirt.
The lady smiled. Bulma turned her head for a second and shouted "YOU GONNA LET HER GET AWAY WITH THAT?"
CRASH! The butterfly took the opportunity to hit Bulma. Bulma slipped and fell onto one of the refreshment tables.
"Oh no she did not!" Bulma got up and squeezed a piece of her outfit.
Chichi blinked. "SHE SOAKED YOU! LET ME AT HER!" 18 stepped out of Chichi's way. She stood there and just nodded her head over and over. She didn't even care that Chichi just tore off the butterfly's wig or that Bulma just kicked the witch that tried to help her friend. The witch knocked back and fell right in front of 18.
"My back is stinging," 18 complained calmly. She grabbed and picked the witch up. "YOU WITCH! YOU RAKED MY BACK!" She yelled and pushed the lady. The lady glided across the watery mess Bulma made, she slipped. She got up quickly and stuck out her fists.
"WANT A PIECE OF ME TOO!?! HUH!"
"How about PIECES!"
The crowd stepped back as the 'little' fight was becoming a 'little' more aggressive.
WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE! THIS IS SATAN'S WORK!" screamed a woman in the crowd.
"SHUT UP!" yelled a guy beside the scared woman.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!" She threw the can of pop that was in her hands.
It splashed some of the people in the crowd that was near her. Soon everyone was throwing food, drinks and whatever was in a hand's reach. More fights broke out.
:::::::::::::::::::::Outside Capsule Corps..
Trunks flew up till he reached the balcony. He floated, kept quiet and stared.
'I don't believe it' he thought. He slowly came behind her, her back was leaning against the railing. She was too relaxed to notice Trunks behind her.
'Who is she?'
Trunks tapped the girl's shoulder. The girl opened her eyes and turned around. She smiled and was about to say something when Trunks beat her to it.
"It's you!"
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Cliffhanger! Hahahahaha!
What happened last year? Why does everyone feel sorry for Master Roshi? Who's wearing what? Has Trunks finally found his dream girl? If so, who is she?
In the Next Chapter: More fights. Everyone's getting involved now, even some of the Z warriors. Also find out who's wearing what. But most importantly Trunks' mystery girl or 'angel' is revealed!
*My Thanks to Everyone*
As always I just have to say thanks to all you people who took the time to read and review. I really hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Okay I just have a few more things to ask and say.
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I'm afraid I wont be able to upload any stories or chapters this March Break. Sorry. Ah well, what can I do? I'll just write as much as I can and hopefully make enough chapters to finish this, unless you want this story to last longer. I'm not sick of this fic but I really want to start my new series. I'm not saying anything about that. Ok, one thing. It's a M.T/M.P.
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I got to dedicate this chapter to fluffy(and of course to anyone else who's been reading and reviewing this). You asked for it so here it is. I hope it's to your liking.
Little reminder: Seven years have passed by. New teens and not so new adults. Halloween! See how one accident transforms a ballroom into a battle zone. Ton's of chaos.
Just to remind you in case you've forgotten this *************will always be at the end of Trunks' dreams.
Ages now are:
Trunks:30
Goten:29
Bra:17
Pan:16
Warning this is an A/U fic which means that I might choose to add or take out some events that should have taken place and create some of my own to fit my story. Also some appearances might change too.
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonBall Z/GT. Akira Toriyama and *ugh* FUNimation do. I'm not making any profit off this story.
Wait For Your Dreams:
"It's You!"
By: SiN
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"You've grown quite a lot."
"What'd you expect, for me to stay a kid forever?"
"No but...You're so different now."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
"A good thing of course. Maybe now you'll get a boyfriend."
"Boyfriend? Trunks I don't do the boyfriend/girlfriend thing. I'm a warrior, I can't be distracted by feelings."
"Did my dad tell you that?" The person in front of Trunks nodded. "Listen isn't my dad a warrior?" The person nodded again. "Well then who cares. Just cause you're a warrior doesn't mean you can't have a love life."
"I know, but I don't think any guy would want a girl like me." The girl sulked.
"Hey! What are you talking about? What guy would resist a beautiful girl like you? If they do they must be crazy!"
"You really thinks so Trunks?" He nodded "You're the best." She hugged him.
Trunks hugged back and then walked over to the edge of the waterfall. "She's not coming back is she?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know. The only person that comes here is you."
"You haven't seen her before?"
"Nope. Why do you keep asking. Who?" The girl floated in front of Trunks.
"My angel."
"Angel? What do you mean..."
Trunks interrupted her and pictured 'his' angel. "She's beautiful. Long black hair, dark blue eyes, white dress,..." Trunks continued to speak dreamily. He gently pushed the girl in front of him to the side, she still floated. He starred out in thought, still hoping that the angel would return and grace him with her presence.
"I have long black hair." Trunks continued to search the sky. "I also have dark blue eyes." He didn't hear her, too caught up in searching. "Hello! Earth to Trunks!" He still ignored her, the girl became annoyed. She pushed him and he fell.
"Ahh!" He screamed. Trunks closed his eyes fearing the sharp rocks below that awaited him . "What the..." He opened his eyes.
"Sorry, forgot you can't fly." The girl held onto his waist from behind him.
"That's al right," he breathed, "I'm used to it."
"Hey! Do you want me to let you go so you can finish your trip." She let go slightly.
"No!" Trunks flung his arms around himself and grabbed her arms before he could fall. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He let go when she held on more firmly again. "You haven't dropped me in awhile."
"Try years. I would've caught you, ya know. " She still held onto him and slowly levitated up.
"I know but one can't take any risks. How come you two can fly and I can't ". Trunks pouted. His feet touched the ground and the girl let go.
"What do you mean 'you two can fly'?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"The angel can fly too. But she uses her wings to fly. "
"So the girl you described is an angel." The girl's eyes widened.
"Why do you think angels have wings, to look pretty?" Trunks once again went to the edge of the cliff.
"I tried to ask you before but you 'rudely' interrupted me." She crossed her arms.
"Well now you know." He again focused on looking out for 'his' angel.
"Bye Trunks."
"Bye Panny."
The girl walked away. She turned around before leaving. She smiled and whispered. "Maybe if I had..."
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"LISTEN UP EVERYONE!" Shouted an overly enthusiastic Bulma.
People continued to talk. "I SAID-" She turned to the man with a guitar behind her. "Hand me a microphone please." The guy gave her one. She cleared her throat.
"LISTEN UP!" Everyone stopped immediately and flung their heads in the direction Bulma was, the stage. "Unmasking will begin in one hour! So don't you dare take off those masks till midnight."
"WE KNOW AlREADY!" The crowd shouted.
"I just wanted to remind you. Sheesh." She stepped off the stage steps. Everyone went back to socialising.
The Halloween Ball (courtesy of Bulma Briefs) was a big hit this year. The Ballroom was made especially for this occasion. It was almost as huge as Capsule Corps itself!
Bulma pushed her way through the crowd till she reached seven men. Five of the men were sitting at a table huddled in a corner. The other two men were standing a little separate from each other, both at the wall, arms crossed.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT SAIYAN EARS WOMAN!"
"Vegeta if they're so-ooo sensitive why don't they get affected when YOU Shout!" Bulma crossed her arms.
"What about my ears? They're even more sensitive than a Saiyan's," mumbled Piccolo.
"Bulma *munch*hy *crunch*you here?" asked Goku devouring the chips in front of him.
"You see Vegeta, Goku can call me by my name."
"Hmph," was Vegeta's reply.
"I'm sorry what did you say?" Bulma said sweetly once she turned her attention to Goku.
"He asked why you're here." Gohan answered for his father when he was started to eat some more chips.
Bulma opened her mouth to speak when Krillin spoke before her. "Yeah why are you here Bulma?" He took a sip from his drink.
Bulma turned to Krillin and opened her mouth to speak again when another person interrupted her. "This place is reserved for us warriors only," said Yamacha, "Why would you want to come here?"
Vegeta snickered and then silently laughed as Bulma's face was turning red. 'Three, two, one...' He thought and covered his ears. Bulma's patience reached it's limit.
"SHUP UP AND I'LL TELL YOU!" The men groaned. Vegeta removed his hands. He laughed at all the other warriors horrified expressions.
When Bulma was sure they wouldn't say anything she told them. "I'm here to ask you why you guys are 'here'."
"Bulma what's so wrong about this spot?" Tien calmly spoke still clutching his ears.
"Tien where's Chozu? Aren't you two always together? " Bulma asked looking for the adorable little doll look-a-like.
"He went to the bathroom."
"Bulma have you forgotten why you..." Gohan tried to say.
"Oh yeah!" Bulma shot up her hand. The men shook their heads. "You're not supposed to be here. And with each other. This is a masquerade."
"Nobody cares." Vegeta mumbled.
"I do. It's my party and I'll..."
"Cry if I want to, cry if I want to." Krillin sang. Everyone turned to him. "What! The songs playing!" He cried.
"That's nice Krillen." Bulma brushed him off. " As I was saying this is a costume and mask party, you can't know who anyone is. But since there is no one you'd talk to anyway I'll let you go"
"Is that all?" Piccolo asked annoyed.
"No, there's more." They groaned again. "Don't get mad at me you brought this all by yourselves."
"What did we do other than find out who's who?" asked Goku.
Bulma pointed to the table in front of her.
"What about the table?" asked Gohan.
"It's not supposed to be here. What do you see over there?" Bulma pointed out near the crowd.
Vegeta spoke first before anyone else could. "A bunch of other tables. And one table that's broken, with broken plates and broken cups and broken..."
"BROKEN!" Bulma's eyes searched all the tables and found the table Vegeta described.
"I'll be back!" She hollered running to kill whoever made the mess.
"I feel sorry for whoever made the mess." Yamacha cringed remembering the last time someone 'ruined' Bulma's party. "Remember what happened last time."
"Yeah," Tien nodded, "Master Roshi got a pretty bad beating."
"I'll say," Krillin spoke, "She didn't invite him did she?"
:::::::::::::::::::::::::Elsewhere in the Brief's Ballroom...
"I'm so sorry miss. I didn't mean to spill my drink on your dress, "said a man wearing an black outfit.
The girl ran away crying. "You dolt! Can't you watch where you're going?" said a girl wearing a daring black and red outfit, she was standing beside him.
"I didn't see her. Honest!"
"What were you starring at?" she asked.
"You're outfit is really pretty. Where'd you get it? " He asked.
"Thanks. I bought it-Hey!" She snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Pay attention. Now..."
'Why did I say that? Now she'll will never shut up.' He thought and sulked.
"Goten, why'd you ask me if you're just going to pout. You should know by now never to ask me a question like that unless you want an in-depth answer."
"Sorry Bra. I wasn't thinking."
"That's okay," Bra grabbed his arm, "Let's dance!" She tugged.
"Wait!" Goten screamed.
"What?" Bra let go of him.
"Vegeta will kill me!"
"Daddy wont do a thing. Come on!"
"I hear your mother!"
"Nice try..."
"MAKE WAY!"
"Mom?" Bra starred as her mother ran passed her and Goten.
Bulma stopped and ran back. "Bra? Honey, I thought you didn't want to be a wear that. Didn't you say this outfit was too tight?"
"Tight looks good on her. Really good." Goten nodded his head. "Very good."
"Goten? Is that you?"
"Yes it's him." Bra answered for him. She turned her head when someone walked by carrying a chair . "I'll be right back." Goten watched her go.
"Goten," Bulma whispered. She put a finger on the side of her mouth.
"Huh?" He looked back at Bulma. She patted her mouth and he blushed wiping the small drool. "She didn't leave because of that, did she?" He asked worriedly.
"No, I don't think so." Bulma smiled.
"Good." Goten wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"Why do you care so much? She's seen you with more drool before."
"Yeah but that was before I li-" He paused and corrected himself. "There are babes here, what if they seen me?" He panicked when Bulma's smile widened.
'Interesting.' Bulma grinned till she noticed the mask in his hand. "I forgot! You two weren't allowed to know who you are till midnight."
"We didn't know at first. We sort of bumped into each other at the snack bar."
"I'll accept that, but why is your mask off?"
"Oops. I don't want to wear it, it itches."
"It doesn't matter how much it itches put it back on mister."
"But..."
"What would the 'Queen of Hearts' say if I told her you were deliberately disobeying my rules, hmm?"
"I'm putting it on. See?"
"Nope and that's how it's gotta be till midnight." Bulma started to walk away when something in front of her caught her eye. "THE MESS! I FORGOT!"
"What mess?" Goten asked but Bulma was already gone.
"Oh well. I wonder where Trunks is?"
::::::::::::::::::::::::: Outside Capsule Corps...
"Well have you seen her?"
"No, she isn't with you?"
"Why would I be looking for her if she's with me. Hello think!" Bra tapped her brother's head lightly.
"Sorry, I'm not thinking straight."
"First Goten, now you." Trunks looked at her confused. "Goten said the same thing, well almost the same thing.
"Oh." Trunks sat down on a chair he stole from the party.
"What's wrong? You seem troubled."
"That obvious, huh?" He sighed. "Bra am I crazy?"
"No-ooo." Bra said slowly wondering where her got such a thought.
"Come on, don't tell me you think I'm completely sane."
"Are you saying this because of that girl you keep talking about?" Bra folded her arms and rubbed them.
"I'm in love with the girl in my dreams. She's not real Bra! Tell me if that doesn't make me sound crazy.
"Don't say that. Maybe you're just..." She paused not knowing how to finish her sentence.
"What? I'm just what?"
"Trunks I don't know what to say. I mean- Maybe your dreams of this girl have some kind of reason. Maybe she's your soul mate or something like that and you're somehow destined to meet her."
"Bra." Trunks tried to get his sister's attention but she continued to talk.
"You might even know her..."
'Know her?' He thought.
"She could even be here at the party!...
'She could be here?'
"What was her description again?"
"She has..."
"Long black hair, blue eyes and wears a long white dress." Bra answered herself.
"You memorised that."
"You mention her all the time, almost everyone remembers your exact words. Even dad remembers. Dad!" Bra joked.
"You see."
"Oh brother."
:::::::::::::::::: Inside Briefs Ballroom...
"So you having fun?!" A man wearing a white outfit with a long white cape asked as he approached a woman who was dancing. She was wearing an all black costume also with a cape, only her was black.
"What!" she screamed.
"I said-Let's get away from here!" He grabbed her arm and took her to a table that was vacant.
"That's better. My ears are still ringing." She rubbed her ears.
"Well you were dancing right beside those jumbo speakers, it's not a surprise." He shook his head.
"Ubuu lighten up. This is a party, have some fun."
"If your idea of having fun is deafening your ears then no thanks."
"What is your idea of fun?"
"I...ah...I can't answer you Marron. But I do know that for me to have fun I need my ears in perfect condition."
"Must you..."
"Hey you guys!"
"Hey Pan!" Marron got up from her seat and hugged her.
"Sit down." Ubuu pulled out a seat for Pan.
"Thank you. I can't stay long though, I'm leaving soon."
"Why? Aren't you having fun?" asked Marron.
"Yes."
"Are you feeling sick?" Ubuu touched Pan's forehead, Pan slapped it away.
"Nope. I just feel a little tired, that's all." Pan got up from her seat. "See ya guys."
"Pan wait!" Ubuu ran and picked up something. "Here you dropped this.
"Thanks. Could you stick it back on my back for me. This is the third time it's fallen." Pan turned around while Ubuu helped her. "Thanks again."
"Nice costume Pan. I'd never think you'd wear anything that resembled any kind of femininity." Marron smiled "You look pretty."
"Yeah," Ubuu eyed Pan, "You look 'angelic'."
"Ya really think?" They gave her a thumbs up. "Thanks guys. Bye!"
"Bye!" Marron and Ubuu shouted as Pan walked away. They turned their heads when someone shouted at the table behind them.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN ACCIDENT?!"
"Whoa! Did you even notice that?" Ubuu pointed to the mess.
"No. I feel sorry for whoever is getting yelled. Bulma is on the rampage. Remember last year with Master Roshi?" Marron said covering her eyes.
"Yes. Did Bulma invite him?"
"I don't know." Marron glanced back behind her. "Ooh look!"
Ubuu turned. "Ouch. That must of hurt. Is that Chichi with her?"
"Oh my Dende it is. I have to say Chichi's costume suites her perfectly. I can definitely picture her like that if she was wearing that for real." She stood up and made a cutting motion with her hands. "Off with their heads." She laughed and sat back down.
"Yeah," Ubuu laughed, "I can picture it too. Did you see Goku's costume though?" Marron shook her head no. "It's a match. You know he's the K..."
"Oh! So he's the-I get it. Figures. But you know if Goku is wearing that to match Chichi then I'd say his costume fits him perfectly too.".
Ubuu eagerly nodded. "I'll say. You know who's wearing..."
:::::::::::::::::::::Elsewhere in the Ballroom...
"Look at that!" Yamacha covered his eyes.
"Oooh that must've hurt."
"Can I look now Tien?"
"Are you sure Chozu? It isn't pretty."
"I'm sure." Chozu floated up. "I think I'm gonna have nightmares now."
"Tien warned you." Gohan said and sat down.
"You watched that Gohan? I thought you hated cat fights."
"Videl was near by. I was just checking to see if she was going to get involved. That and make sure my mother didn't kill anybody with whatever she just broke."
"Look! Look! Chichi's at it again." Krillin jumped up.
"You guys maybe we should stop them." Goku said nervously.
"And get sucked in by their wrath." Tien tugged his collar.
The men gulped picturing a vicious Bulma and Chichi.
"You call yourselves warriors? Pathetic." Vegeta mocked from his spot leaning against the wall. "Sacred?"
"I don't see you doing anything. Isn't that your wife over there?" Piccolo defended the guys.
"Bah." Vegeta turned his head to the side.
"Man, they fight dirty. What is that Chichi's carrying?" Tien asked trying to get a better look.
"I think she 'was' carrying that long stick thingy." Goku scratched his head in thought.
"You mean a staff?" Krillin's eyes widened in fear. "You let CHICHI bring a weapon? She could KILL with that thing."
"That's what she was using? Then it's not long anymore." Yamacha said.
"That's what's in her hand? What happened to it?" Chozu asked.
"You don't want to know," said Tien. How long will this last?" He added after taking a peek at the forming crowd.
"It depends. Judging from what happened last time, I'd say at least another ten or fifteen minutes tops." Gohan got up.
"Where're you going Gohan?" Piccolo asked.
"Maybe he's going to interfere," Vegeta laughed.
"Don't even joke about that," mumbled Krillin.
"Don't worry. What do you take me for a fool? I know better now. I'm just going to speak to Videl. Trust me when I say I'm never sticking my nose where it doesn't belong." Gohan tapped his noise.
"It doesn't hurt still does it? Man who'd a thought your mother could break your nose thinking you were Master Roshi." Yamacha shook his head.
"Poor Master Roshi though. Well I guess he's learned his lesson. I'm surprised none of you guys went after him yourselves," said Tien.
"Vegeta did at first but then Bulma stopped him and took over," said Goku.
"Yes, well I did find it amusing watching her trample the old goat." Vegeta said proudly as he seen Bulma deliver some unfortunate soul a punch.
"I didn't even know she could do that!" Krillin shouted when he just witnessed Bulma's killer punch.
"Krillin! 18's stepping in!" Chozu shouted.
"Really?"
"Ooooooohh!" They all said.
::::::::::::::::::::Elsewhere in the Ballroom...
"GET BACK HERE YOU HUSSY!"
"THAT'S RIGHT CHICHI! LET'S SHOW'EM WHAT WE'RE MADE OF! AHH!"
"Must these two continue to fight? One woman bit me when I separated Bulma from her, she's lucky I just pushed her."
"You call having her thrown onto the stage a push?"
18 shrugged. "Honestly though, what is so important about a party?" she asked
"Don't let them hear you. Let's just keep an eye on them-ah! My dress!" Videl spun around. "You in the yellow!" She yelled to the woman a few feet from her.
The lady pointed to herself.
"Yes you Tinkerbell! Get back here!" The lady ran.
"Videl not you too." 18 sighed when Videl ran.
"YOU SPILLED COKE ON IT! I'M WEARING MOSTLY WHITE YOU OLD HAG!" Videl marched right up to the middle aged woman dressed as Tinkerbell.
"Thank you Gohan," 18 sighed again when she seen 'Gohan' pick up Videl before she could strike.
"PUT ME DOWN!" Videl screamed.
18 then focused her attention back on the duo. "How much longer?" she breathed out.
::::::::::::::::::::Elsewhere in the Ballroom...
"Are you sure you're okay."
"Uncle Goten for the last time yes."
"Okay Panny. I'm just asking, sheesh." Goten took a bite from his snack.
"I'm sorry it's just that everyone's asked me." Pan tugged on her dress.
"Oh right! I almost forgot!" Goten shot his hand up.
"What?" Pan asked.
"Your outfit."
"What about it?"
"I like it."
"Thanks."
"I almost didn't recognise you with that white mask. I could've hit on you ya know."
"Gross! Why'd you tell me that for? Now I feel sick. " Pan covered her mouth.
"Funny." He lightly punched her shoulder. "Oops." Goten picked up something that fell from Pan's back.
"Not again." Pan sighed. "Could you please?" She turned around.
"Sure." Goten stepped back. "Fixed it."
"Thank you. Well I should be leaving now, you've kept me here long enough." Pan started to walk. "Bye Uncle Goten!"
"Pan hold up!" Goten ran up to her. "Have you seen Trunks?"
"Trunks? No. But maybe Bra's seen him. You could ask her."
"Ah...sure. Do you know where she is?"
"Sorry. But if you find Bra tell her I'm in the guest room."
"Same old room?"
"Same old room. Now can I go?" Pan tapped her right foot.
"Oh I get it," he winked, "You hiding a boy up there?" Goten took another bite from his snack.
"Who told you?!"
"What?!" Goten choked.
"I'm just joking!" Pan patted his back.
"Don't scare me like that again Pan!" Goten then directed his head to where the crowd was gathering around. "Why aren't you trying to stop them?"
"Why aren't you? Besides do you think I'm crazy? You know what happened last time."
"Who could forget? I'm never gonna try to separate my mom or Bulma from anyone when their on the attack. Mom thought I was Master Roshi and she hit me."
"I know, Bulma nearly poked my eyes out. Bye now!" Pan walked away.
"See ya later!"
Goten took another bite. 'Hey there's Marron and Ubuu. Might as well see them first.' He finished eating ' After I finish another snack.'
:::::::::::::::::::Somewhere inside Capsule Corps...three minutes later...
"Ah finally." A girl sighed and plopped on the bed in front of her. She immediately jumped up.
"Stupid wings!" She walked around. "That's the last time I'm wearing a two piece costume!" She spun around.
"The only good thing is that the outfit is really pretty." She spun around again. "What am I saying? This costume was more trouble than it's worth."
She laughed and then stopped when she heard chirping.
She seen a bird outside a window. "Ahh how cute!" She slowly approached it. "Don't worry I wont hurt you."
The bird continued to sing. "You have a beautiful voice." She pulled the curtains in her way and stepped out.
The bird didn't move and the girl stretched her finger towards it. "Here you go." The bird flew away.
"Rats! So close." She leaned her back against a railing.
"Hmm, it's so nice and cool tonight. I think I'll stay out here for awhile." She released her hair that was in a bun and her long hair toppled down.
The wind blew ruffling her hair. "Great I'm gonna have tangles." She closed her eyes.
:::::::::::::::::::::Ballroom...
"Goten what's up?" Ubuu greeted.
"Nothing much. That," Goten pointed behind him, "is getting out of hand."
Marron agreed. "I'll say. Do you know how many times I had to dodge flying food?"
"Why are they fighting anyway?" Goten pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Who knows? They could be fighting for whose costume is better for all we know. But I'd rather not know. I say we stay here and continue our previous conversation," said Marron.
" What were you guys talking about?" asked Goten.
"Who's wearing what." Ubuu answered.
"LET ME GO YOU JERK! I SAID PUT ME DOWN NOW!"
They all turned around.
"My heads hurting from turning around." Ubuu massaged his neck.
"Man, now Videl and Gohan are at it," said Marron shaking her head.
Goten cocked his head to the side. "That's not my brother."
::::::::::::::::::::::Outside Capsule Corps...
"So she hasn't appeared to you anymore?"
"No." Trunks got up from his seat.
"Don't you remember anything from you dreams at all?" Bra took Trunks' stolen chair and sat down.
"That's the problem Bra, I can't." Trunks flung his arms up.
"Don't throw a tantrum. Well, I think that it's time."
"Time for what?" Trunks looked at her one eyebrow raised.
"Don't give me that look like I know something. I'm just saying-Remember how you said she'll show herself once she's ready."
"Yeah, what about that?"
Bra sighed. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe she'll show herself soon because she's ready now?"
"I forgot about that. Do you think she's ready now for sure?"
"How would I know? But if I see anyone that looks like her I'll tell you." Bra looked up in thought. 'Could it be? She has the same...' Trunks' interrupted her from finishing her thought.
"Gee thanks. You can go back to the party if you want. I'll just stay outside a little longer."
"Don't be like that."
"Like what? Now what are you talking about?"
"Like a loner. I'm heading back but you better come in soon. Got it?" Bra stood up and smoothed her dress then she started to walk away.
"Yes," replied Trunks.
"Wait! Trunks before I forget, why did you pick that costume?" Bra faced him.
"You don't like?" He pulled out his sword and pointed it to her.
"You touch me with that and you're dead. And did I say I didn't like it? I do, but I thought you and Goten were gonna match. Black and black."
"I changed my mind. Besides what about you? I thought you were gonna wear that gypsy costume."
"Changed my mind too. Boy am I'm glad I didn't wear that."
"Why?" asked Trunks sitting down once again.
"Because I seen this girl, who's hair insults Medusa's, is wearing the same gypsy outfit that I chose." Bra turned. "I'd look better in it if I'd wore it."
"I'm sure you would." Trunks laughed.
"It's true. You know she has some flab showing." Bra whispered and rubbed her arms. A breeze blew by and she rubbed her arms again.
"It's getting chilly, you should get..." Trunks' jaw dropped.
"Going." Bra finished for him. She looked up when she noticed Trunks was starring at something. There was a girl on one of their balconies. Her back was facing them. Bra turned to look back at her brother.
"Trunks that's..." He flew up before Bra could say anything more.
::::::::::::::::::::Ballroom...
"MOVE IT!" yelled Bulma.
"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Chichi pushed the person blocking her path.
"COME AND GET IT!" shouted a woman dressed as a witch. "LET'S SEE WHAT YOU'VE GOT. I SAY WE SHOW'EM WHO'S BOSS! " she shouted to a woman wearing a butterfly costume beside her.
"YEAH!" the butterfly yelled back.
Bulma and Chichi cracked their knuckles.
WHAM! Chichi punched the witch.
Bulma grabbed the butterfly's arm. SLAM! She knocked her into one of the snack tables.
"Okay enough!" 18 yelled and grabbed Chichi's arms before she could throw the witch. "For a human you're strong Chichi." 18 put down the witch.
SPLIT!
18 let go of Chichi. The lady ripped the back of 18's shirt. Five straight lines could be seen on the back of her shirt.
The lady smiled. Bulma turned her head for a second and shouted "YOU GONNA LET HER GET AWAY WITH THAT?"
CRASH! The butterfly took the opportunity to hit Bulma. Bulma slipped and fell onto one of the refreshment tables.
"Oh no she did not!" Bulma got up and squeezed a piece of her outfit.
Chichi blinked. "SHE SOAKED YOU! LET ME AT HER!" 18 stepped out of Chichi's way. She stood there and just nodded her head over and over. She didn't even care that Chichi just tore off the butterfly's wig or that Bulma just kicked the witch that tried to help her friend. The witch knocked back and fell right in front of 18.
"My back is stinging," 18 complained calmly. She grabbed and picked the witch up. "YOU WITCH! YOU RAKED MY BACK!" She yelled and pushed the lady. The lady glided across the watery mess Bulma made, she slipped. She got up quickly and stuck out her fists.
"WANT A PIECE OF ME TOO!?! HUH!"
"How about PIECES!"
The crowd stepped back as the 'little' fight was becoming a 'little' more aggressive.
WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE! THIS IS SATAN'S WORK!" screamed a woman in the crowd.
"SHUT UP!" yelled a guy beside the scared woman.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!" She threw the can of pop that was in her hands.
It splashed some of the people in the crowd that was near her. Soon everyone was throwing food, drinks and whatever was in a hand's reach. More fights broke out.
:::::::::::::::::::::Outside Capsule Corps..
Trunks flew up till he reached the balcony. He floated, kept quiet and stared.
'I don't believe it' he thought. He slowly came behind her, her back was leaning against the railing. She was too relaxed to notice Trunks behind her.
'Who is she?'
Trunks tapped the girl's shoulder. The girl opened her eyes and turned around. She smiled and was about to say something when Trunks beat her to it.
"It's you!"
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Cliffhanger! Hahahahaha!
What happened last year? Why does everyone feel sorry for Master Roshi? Who's wearing what? Has Trunks finally found his dream girl? If so, who is she?
In the Next Chapter: More fights. Everyone's getting involved now, even some of the Z warriors. Also find out who's wearing what. But most importantly Trunks' mystery girl or 'angel' is revealed!
*My Thanks to Everyone*
As always I just have to say thanks to all you people who took the time to read and review. I really hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Okay I just have a few more things to ask and say.
Did anyone else have problems reviewing these past few days?
I'm sorry for those other authors who didn't get any reviews in those past few days. I honestly tried to review (signed in and not signed in) other fics but *Fido* said how I already did when I certainly did not.
I'm afraid I wont be able to upload any stories or chapters this March Break. Sorry. Ah well, what can I do? I'll just write as much as I can and hopefully make enough chapters to finish this, unless you want this story to last longer. I'm not sick of this fic but I really want to start my new series. I'm not saying anything about that. Ok, one thing. It's a M.T/M.P.
Please Review.
SiNcerely Yours,
SiN