A Lost Soul: Chapter 8
Author: trunksfan2001
E-mail: vegetarulez2001@yahoo.com
Disclaimer:I do not own DBZ in any size, shape, of form.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Summary: Well this is a story a bout a girl whose life has been very depressing, and she is given another chance at life in the DBZ world
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Goku slowly came into conciseness. He felt darkness. Slowly he opened his eyes into the most unlikely sight…Vegeta.
"So Kakarot. You are awake." Goku squinted his eyes adjusting to the light. He darted his eyes around to discover that he was a white room.
"V-Vegeta what a-are you doing h-here? Where is here? Where am I?" Vegeta sighed.
"You brain dead baka, you are in the medical room. As if you would remember what happened." Goku suddenly showed understanding.
"Oh yeah, I forgot." Goku said sheepishly. Vegeta shook his head. Goku tilted his head.
"Vegeta, what are you doing here?"
"The women sent me up here to see if she should fix you breakfast or not. You are conscious, so I guess that means yes." He turned his head towards the computer.
"It seems as if you had a visitor, last night." He said with no emotion. Goku looked in the direction Vegeta was, to see Susan sleeping on the computer. Goku sighed.
"She sure seems determined about something, doesn't she?" Vegeta turned away from Goku.
"Yes, she does. She will figure it out soon, although it might hurt. I know." He said thinking out loud. Realizing what he said, he turned and glared at him, as if to say 'I dare you to tell'. Then he walked out the door. Goku stood blinking at the spot where Vegeta had been. What does he means he knows, weird, wait did Vegeta just open up. Wow, only Bulma and Bra can get Vegeta to open up that much. Hmmm… I wonder what he meant. Goku slowly stood himself up from the table, wobbling at first than catching himself and standing straight.
He walked over and gently shook Susan. She grumbled something and slowly opened her eyes. She looked up at Goku and she jumped out of her seat. She immediately hugged him, as tight as she could.
"Oh Goku, you're okay. I…I thought you would be hurt, bad" ' Goku suddenly felt cold tears on his shoulders. In response he hugged her back.
"Susan it's okay, I'm fine." Susan tensed up and pulled back. She was stopping her tears.
"I…I'm sorry Goku I di…didn't mean to do that." She stepped back.
"Susan you know its okay to cry. I don't see anything wrong with it." Susan looked into Goku's eyes and almost complied, but she just sighed.
"Goku, huh, Chi-Chi's in my room if you want to go see her. She was pretty worried last night." She turned and walked out the door, "I'll show you were it is." She continued down the hall. Goku sighed and followed.
She slowly opened the door to see a sleeping Chi-Chi. Goku walked in and slightly nudged his wife. She blinked and then finally woke up.
"Oh hey Goku…GOKU!" She jumped up and pulled him into a very passionate kiss. Susan smiled and shut the door. She walked down the stairs to see no one in the living room.
"Hmm, they must be in the kitchen." She went to the kitchen door and entered. She was correct, the whole Z gang was currently, eating. They all stared up at her as she entered.
"He's up" Everyone immediately stood up, but she held her hand up, "But it would be best if you did not bother him. Him and Chi-Chi, well, um, leave them alone" getting very curious looks from some of the Z warriors, she went back out the door.
Bra looked up at her mother. "Mommy, what did she mean, leave them alone. I s something wrong?" Pan looked up at Videl, as asking the same question. Bulma laughed nervously.
"Well you see honey…they, uh, well, I'll tell you when your older." Bra looked up at her confused. But Bulma started eating again. Bra suddenly got an understanding look on her face.
"Oh, so they had a argument." Bulma spit out her food, and, by surprise, so did Vegeta. Everyone just stared at her.
"What" Vegeta demanded. Trunks slowly stepped out unnoticed, with a very nervous glance on his face.
"Well one night you and mommy got in a argument and trunks said that you were doing it…" That's all Vegeta heard as he jetted out the door after his son. Everyone expecting Bulma to yell at him, were surprised to see her following after him.
"Get back here Vegeta, I'm going to help!" Everyone sweat dropped. Bra looked up at Gohan, who happened to be sitting next to her.
"Gohan, why are they acting like that?" Gohan put his hand behind his head, and laughed nervously. Piccolo got an evil look on his face and leaned over and whispered something into Videl's ear. She grinned evilly and leaned and whispered into Krillin's ear. It continued around the table, until everyone had heard. All of a sudden, everyone stood up, except Pan, and walked out.
Gohan looked at the two ten year olds who were looking at him, with questioning eyes. He saw Piccolo shoot him a smile, as he was leaving. Gohan mouthed one word, short and simple "You" then he made a slashing gesture across his throat. Piccolo gulped and continued out the door.
"So, Daddy what does it mean?" Pan asked with Puppy dog eyes. Gohan gulped, once again.
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Susan sighed as she walked down the hallway. She had heard the whole thing, and wondered how long Trunks had to live. She reached the balcony and leaned on it. She looked down at herself. She was in a pair of jeans, and a loose-t. She sighed. I remember my mom trying to turn me into a lady. She would get these women to come in and make me wear dresses and all that proper stuff. It was so fun when I would pull all those pranks on them. Suddenly an image came into her mind.
She remembered when her mom had left her dad and took her with her. Her mom had somehow inherited a bunch of money, and had bought them a mansion. It had at least four floors, with around 15 different rooms on each floor. Some people in town had admired her and wanted to be just like her, but most people loathed her. Her mom tried to get her to hang with all the spoiled brats in town, but she wouldn't do it. Everyone she wanted to be friends with, dissed her, automatically accusing her as a spoiled brat, with way too much money. So in return she had no friends. She remembered the one person who had opened up to her.
~@~ Flash Back ~@~
Susan walked down the alley, hoping to find something, not sure what, just something. She was dressed in jeans, a long-sleeved shirt, and a denim jacket. She had sneaked out of the house, as not being forced into going to a 'Proper Attitude Class' as her mom called it. She liked calling it 'Zzzzzzzzzz… Class'. She suddenly felt a presence behind her.
She started walking quicker, but the person behind her followed. She sighed and turned around, to be met with the presence, of what appeared to be a mugger. He walked up to her slowly; she stood still, to scared to move. Her legs turned to Jell-O, her voice lost. She saw the mugger reach for something in his pocket, she started to run, but he quickly pulled out a gun and pointed it toward her. She gulped.
He slowly advanced on her, gun held out. She couldn't see most of his face, but she did see the small smile creel up.
"What is someone like you doing out here so late. Big mistake missy. Just hand over your cash and nobody gets hurt." She reached down towards her pocket and felt around. Empty. She didn't have any money.
"Well hand it over." She felt her courage rising, but it was still a far way away. He cocked the gun. She heard the clicking sound echo off the alley walls.
"I- d-don-t h-have an-ny m-mon-ney." She stammered.
"Well then you are screwed." He pulled the trigger. Susan felt what was left of her courage pop inside her. She immediately fell to the ground, as she felt the bullet pass by her ear. Before the mugger had time to react, she jumped up and kicked him in the stomach. He grabbed her leg and flipped her over. She fell to the ground, but swiped out her leg and tried to trip him, but he stepped out of her way. He reached down and grabbed her neck. He pulled her up to eye level, as she struggled to breathe.
She could now clearly see his face. He was very handsome, blond sandy hair, deep black eyes. She felt her world spinning all around her. Slowly she managed a smile, surprising her capture. I'll finally get away she thought to herself. The blackness was closing in around her.
The man looked at her. She had stopped resisting and was close to death. He looked into her eyes and felt himself get lost. She had a mysterious look to them, and it puzzled him greatly. Slowly he loosened his grip, and she fell to the ground. Susan immediately grabbed her neck and started massaging it. Realizing what just happened, she jumped up and went into a sparring stance. He looked at her strangely, as if confused. He looked down at his hands. She stood up and tilted her head at him. He started whispering to himself.
"I couldn't do it…but that's not right…I'm the toughest mugger in town…Why?…why couldn't I?" He looked back at her. Their eyes met. He shook his head.
"Are you okay?" He raised an eyebrow at her.
"I almost killed you and you are asking me if I'm okay." She smirked.
"You can say that. It just seemed like you were sick or something."
"I'm fine. But you are a very unique person, oh yes" She looked at him, confused.
"And how am I unique"
"You are the first person I have come in contact with that has lived." She shuddered at the memory at what had just happened.
"Well, and how did that happen?" She questioned. He looked at her.
"I have no idea. You should be dead right now, but for some reason, I couldn't do it." He reached out his hand. "My name's Micheal." She shook it.
"Susan." She replied. He smiled.
"Susan, that sounds familiar. Hmmm…" Then a surprised look came over him.
"You mean Susan Combs. The Susan Combs, daughter of Deborah Combs." She frowned.
"Don't remind me." He smiled knowingly.
"It was very nice meeting you Susan. I hope we meet again, and I might not try to mug you" he winked.
"Well next time I will bring my own gun." She winked back. He turned and walked down the alley, until he had disappeared from sight. That was the last time she saw him.
~@~ End Flashback ~@~
Susan sighed, but then she smiled at the memory. She lifted her head and looked at her watch. 3:50. I've been out here that long, man. I wonder if Bulma and Vegeta have caught up Trunks yet. She stiffened as she felt two strong arms circle around her waist.
"Who is it" she quivered.
"Someone who is lucky to be alive." She sighed and leaned against the person's body.
"Trunks, don't scare me like that again" he smiled at her. Suddenly she smirked and twisted around in his arms, surprising him. She crossed her arms.
"So how did you survive?"
"Easy, I hid."
"Great strategy." She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their heads leaned closer and closer until they met, lips touching. Susan felt her head spin, not sickly, but in excitement. Trunks slowly tightened his grip on Susan's waist, and lifted them up in the air. He tilted as they flew through the air.
Susan broke the kiss in surprise. She looked down, and shrieked in fright, and cuddled up next to Trunks, burying her face in his jacket. He looked down at her in confusion.
"Susan, you do know that you can fly, right." She looked up at him and nodded.
"Yeah, its just I am afraid of heights." She said looking rather sheepish, "When I fly, I try to not look down." Trunks nodded and looked at her curiously. She laughed nervously.
"What, I've been afraid of heights for a long time." He just shook his head.
"Yep, that's what my friends use to say. I remember the one time, my friend Martin and me went mountain climbing. He took me on this cliff and…" she stopped suddenly and looked down. He looked down at her.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just…its nothing."
"Yeah, right what's wrong?"
"It's just, that…" he saw the tear run down her cheek. A look of surprise came over his face, and he stopped.
"Susan, what happened?" he asked, whispering in surprise. She kept her head down.
" He took me up there so I would get over my fear of heights, and I did. I could actually stand on it, and look down, and not be scared. We went back a couple of weeks later, and Martin was standing on the edge and…and… he tripped. He rolled down the mountain until he finally reached a ledge. He yelled at me to go find help, and I went and got the park ranger. He called in some fire trucks and they got to him, and got him to a hospital. He was fine, except for one thing." She stopped, drawing in breath, as more tears threatened to come down.
"They said he had broken both his legs, and would never walk again. It was all my fault!" She cried as she sobbed into Trunk's jacket. Trunks slowly landed in the valley, they happened to be over, and held her close. He rubbed her back in a calming motion.
"He told me it was not my fault, but his parents blamed me entirely. They wouldn't ever let me see him again after he left the hospital. Everyone in town thought I was a jinx." She continued sobbing into his jacket.
"Susan. It wasn't your fault. He was a good friend. You should respect him for that. His parents are just mad about their son and need someone to blame. They never want to blame themselves. You were just the closest person." She continued crying, until soon her sobs decreased and soon stopped. Trunks heard her mutter a small "Argatou" before drifting asleep in his arms.
He sighed and flew up into the air. He looked up as a tiny raindrop hit his nose. He looked around. If I go home, Otousan and Okaasan will kill me. But it is starting to rain so I can't stay out here. Hmm…I know, I'll take her to the cave.
Trunks landed in front of a cave opening. It was probably the size of a regular door. He reached his arm down to Susan knees and pulled her up so he was cradling her in his arms. He ran up to it, considering that it was now pouring the rain. He reached up his finger, from underneath Susan and touched a button, totally covered by a gray rock-ish painting. A door slid open where there use to be a cave opening, revealing the cave as a house.
He ran inside as the door shut behind him. He looked around. There was a big screen TV, a couch, and blue chair, and a black chair, right beside each other. In front of the couch there was a small purple chair, it looked like it was made for a 6-year-old. Trunks slowly smiled at the memory. He walked over to the bedroom door and opened it with his back. He walked over to the bed and laid Susan down. He walked over to the door, and was about to leave, when he heard something. Susan was talking in her sleep.
"No…no…Vegeta isn't evil, he just ate Bulma's cooking…sure, whatever…" he heard her mumble. Trunks smiled, although he had to agree with her. He shut the door carefully and went over to the phone. He picked it up and dialed CC`s number.
"Moshi, Moshi." He heard his sister say.
"Bra, this is Trunks."
"Oh hey, Trunks. Doko are you calling from, Jupiter. That's about the only place Mom and dad haven't looked."
"Nope. I'm some where they'll never think to look. Oh yeah, I got Susan with me okay, so don't be worried."
"Cool, I was about to go look for her. Now I don't have to. Oh, would you know where the parental's are?"
"The what?"
"Our parents you idiot."
"Oh shut up, and no. Remember if I knew where they were. I would probably be close to them, and in turn you would be an only child."
"Oh yeah, gomen. Well I'll tell them you are hiding on Earth. If they ever come back."
"You do that. Ja ne."
"Ja ne" Trunks sighed as he laid down the phone. He hoped his parents didn't find this time to remember about the cave. Oh well, That way I'll get off work, permanently. Maybe they wont kill me he tapped his finger on his chin. Nah. I'm dead. Such a reassuring thought, though. Oh yeah. He walked over and sat down on the couch.
This place brings back memories, yep. I wish I could get Otoussan and Okaasan to come back here. I might be hard but I will talk them into it. He turned to the desk, and turned on the radio. He leaned back as he listened.
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Susan looked around at her new surroundings. She was in a huge white room. Well I'm not in a dream, because I wouldn't know I was in a dream, and I feel sleepy, too.
"Nice to see you again, Susan" Susan slowly lifted her head to see someone totally unexpected. She was at a loss for words.
"Its you" she said, not believing her eyes. She looked straight at the cloud person that had brought her here in the first place. He smiled.
"Hello, Susan. I'm sorry we did not get personally introduced. My name is Sirius (Harry Potter fans, flame me now). I have great news." She raised an eyebrow.
"Unless you can teach me how to be as strong as Vegeta, then you don't have good news."
"Oh this is better, than that. I managed to pull a few strings and guess what. I managed it so you can go to a parallel universe where everything in your life went well."
"You mean like Al Gore got elected instead of George Bush (George bush fans flame me now)."
"I supose…"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! That's great! I mean how soon can I go and…wait that would mean I would have to leave this dimension."
"Yes, you are correct." Susan dropped her head.
"But I would have to leave Trunks and everyone else. I don't know. I don't think I can."
"I will give you a day to decide. And think wisely, because the decision is permanent" Susan felt herself get dizzy and the room started to spin.
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Susan shot up in her bed. Not paying heed to her suroundings she jumped up and started pacing.
"Oh what do I do now" she mumbled to herself, "I would love to see everyone again, but how can I leave" She sighed in frustration. What would she do now?
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Yeah, I finally finished this chapter. It is currently 3:00 in the morning, I am going on 6 Mt. Dews, and I finally finished it, this chapter, not the story. Is Trunks and Susan close enough now. Just wait till the next chapter. I 'll give you a clue. There is a reason I changed the rating to PG-13. No lemon, but…just wait. Thank you everyone who reviewed. Have a nice Day and Peace Out.
