A Lost Soul: Chapter 11
Author: trunksfan2001
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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.
Author Notes: Okay, I am trying to get my chapters out sooner. And also, I am almost done with the story, so these are some of the last chapters. Hope you enjoy.
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Bulma placed the final plate of breakfast down on the table. She sighed and yelled.
"Breakfast is ready!" up the stairs. As soon as she yelled she heard feet scrambling from upstairs, and down the stairs. It was Vegeta, followed by Bra, Trunks and Susan. Bulma gawked when she saw what Susan was wearing, but said nothing. Before she could sit down, everyone else had sat down and was eating. Bulma noticed as Susan and Vegeta glanced at each other, every now and then. She sighed and decided it was too early to care, and began to eat her breakfast.
"Oh yeah, Bra honey. Gohan called and said that he was going to bring Pan over, okay"
"Really. Cool!" Vegeta 'humped'.
"Oh shut up Vegeta. It's not like your going to be here anyway."
"Nani"
"Remember, You, me, Goku and Chi-Chi are going to go see that play today. You promised:"
Vegeta snorted.
"Yes, but I was drunk. That doesn't count" Susan chuckled into her pancakes.
"Do you have something to say girl"
She tried to shake her head before bursting into laughter. Trunks tried to hold himself, but joined in with her. Vegeta snorted and went up stairs. Bulma smiled and followed him.
"Vegeta let me help you pick out the outfit. We don't want have a repeat of my birthday party do we!" She yelled running up the stairs, causing Trunks and Susan to break into more laughter. Bra shook her head.
"Teenagers, the reason why the world is so corrupt" Getting out of her chair, she walked out of the room. After a couple of minutes, the twos laughter died down.
"Trunks you know what. The image of Vegeta getting drunk scares me."
"Yeah it was a pretty funny night, when he promised her. It was my birthday, and mom had brought some beer for the adults. Well, you get the picture. By around 10, Goten and me were taking Bra and Pan to Goku's house. Only Gohan didn't drink, and he stayed only to keep everyone from killing each other." Susan giggled a little more, before finishing her breakfast. As she was taking the plate to the sink, she heard yelling.
"Come on, Vegeta."
"That outfit can burn in the ashes of hell!"
"Oh come on!!!" Susan smiled remembering something she had read when she was little. She stuck her hand out. (Resembling Vegeta when he first went Super sajian, and said he was the Prince of sayians once again.)
"From the ashes and fires of hell rises…FURBY!!!!" Trunks looked at her strangely.
"What the…"
"I read that on a website when I was younger. It was a website where you got to kill celebrities and stuff. There was one where you blew Furby up with nukes, and that's what it said."
Trunks stood up shacking his head.
"Only you"
"Yep, only me" Trunks walked over to her, and put his arms around her waist.
"That's why I love in you"
"What, that I can recite stuff I read in 6th grade"
"No, that your unique" He leaned down and kissed her, and she kissed him back, as her arms snaked around his neck.
They stayed that way for a couple of minutes, till they heard someone cough. They broke apart to see Gohan standing in the door.
They immediately let go of each other.
"You know, I'm used to walking in on Vegeta and Bulma, but this is new" They both blushed, "So how come no one told me about you two love birds. Hmm..." They blushed even more, "Okay, okay, but I better get an invitation to the wedding" They both looked up startled.
"Hey, sheesh, I was just kidding. I brought Pan over and she was right beside me but I can tell with out even turning my head she isn't anymore." Susan nodded to tell him he was correct, "Well she's around here somewhere, Ill see you guys later." Finally Gohan noticed Susan's clothes.
"Hey, uh, Susan, don't take this the wrong way, but what happened with the, uh, clothes, I mean, uh…" Susan grunted.
"That's it, I am going to go change. Everyone thinks I have totally lost my mind for wearing these clothes, and now I agree."
"No, no, those clothes look fine. Its just a surprise to see you wearing them, that's all" and with that he was out the door. Susan sighed.
"What do you think happened to Pan." Trunks shrugged, "You don't think she saw us, do you."
"I don't know. Why would it matter, anyway" Susan cringed.
"You know, for being the head of a huge corporation, you're an idiot. You still haven't figured it out yet"
"Figured out what?"
"That Pan likes you idiot" Trunks gasped, then cringed.
"Well I got to go to work. If she did, well, uh, just ignore everything she says"
"Oh thanks" she said sarcastically. He shrugged and went up the stairs.
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Bra was trying to comfort her friend, as Pan sat crying on her bed.
"It's not that bad Pan, I'm sure it's just a fling." Despite her words, Pan continued.
"I…I have waited so long…and he…he goes and gets together with another…another…Dumb blonde bimbo!!!" Bra looked shocked at Pan's words.
"Pan, listen, Susan is definitely not a bimbo. She knows as much about computers as my mom does, and hey if it weren't for her, that mist stuff could have covered the whole world!"
"Yeah. Well if it wasn't for her, Dark would have never been able to spread the mist!" Bra cringed; she had her there.
"Well still, Pan. It wasn't her fault! Do you think she went up to him and said "Suck my life out and turn the whole world evil." No, she was captured, she couldn't do anything. Pan you have to listen. They are made for each other. You haven't seen the way they look at each other when they're in the hallway. I see it, Mom sees it, even dad sees it, and he knows that it doesn't matter what he does, they'll stay together." Pan looked shocked at Bra's outburst, then turned angry. She jumped up and ran towards the door.
"Pan I thought you were my friend! I hate you!" Bra reached her hand out.
"No Pan listen. If you try to break them up, you'll make Trunks hate you, is that what you want. He'll hate you" Pan continued towards the door, ignoring Bra. She flung open the door, to meet a very supposed figure.
Susan looked down at the 10-year-old, and felt a tear run down her cheek. She turned and ran down the hall, into her room and shut the door.
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Susan slid down the door into the floor. I knew I would cause trouble by staying here. Pan hates me, and now, I split up their friendship. She looked towards the window. I know what I have to do. I'll go back to my dimension. I can't cause any more trouble, that way. She got up off the floor, and gathered all her stuff into a pile, and placed it into her bag.
"I should write Trunks a note, so he wont go looking for me." She grabbed a pencil and paper, and sat down on the bed.
What should I write, I mean how do I say this. She looked down at paper and started to write.
Dear Trunks,
Trunks, I am so sorry. Before I even start I just want to say this. I love you, okay, and nothing will ever change that. Let me get this over with. By staying here in this dimension I will only cause trouble. The little could person, his name is Sirius, told me that he would let me go back to my dimension, and I am going to go. By the time you finish reading this I will already be, gone so do not come looking for me. I will miss you, more than you will ever know, but I am sorry. I know that if you never forgive me, I will not hate you, I do not blame you. I would hate me too, but just remember I will always love you.
As she folded up the note she felt more tears run down her cheeks. She tried to get out of the chair, but her body felt to weak. It was as if her body was telling her to not take the note, but her mind told her too. Well at least part of it. The other part was telling her to sit her ass down, but she told her self she couldn't. She had to do this. She would only cause trouble, if she stayed here, she had to leave.
The energy returned to her legs and she got up. She neared the door, and went out into the hallway. She walked slowly down the hallway. She felt everything flash through her mind as she passed the door. Her first day in the world, waking up to Trunk's face when she had passed out. Looking back later on, she had no idea how she made it to his door, with out breaking down and crying. She opened the door, and as quick as she could laid, the note on his dresser and was out the door.
She ran to her room and shut the door. Slowly the realization hit her, as she realized she had no idea how to contact Sirius.
*Sirius. Sirius, can you hear me? *
*Susan? *
*Sirius, I made my decision*
*Well that's great. Don't tell me right now, I am busy, I cant meet you till later, in a couple of hours is that okay. *
*Uh, fine, I guess. *
*Okay, well there is a clearing in the forest, it isn't very large, but well sized. It is next to a large waterfall. Meet me there. Bye*
Susan sighed. Well I can't stay here, I guess Ill just go in the forest. She thought to herself.
She reached over towards her bag and picked it up, and threw it over her shoulder. She opened the window, and was half way out, when she looked back into the room.
"Should I really do this?" she whispered to herself, "I mean, I'm so happy, and Trunks…No I cant, I'll only ruin it for everyone. I've already screwed up the whole DBZ plot; I can't mess it up anymore, for my own foolish desires. That would be so…so…so spoiled, and I'm not spoiled." She turned back with a determined glance and flew out the window.
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Oh No!! Is Susan really going to leave the DBZ world, or is she going to change her mind? Who knows? Well, except for me. I'm trying to get these out faster, and I hope you guys like my fic. Oh, and if anyone cares I went through and fixed the earlier chaps. So you can and read them if you want to.
And also if anyone cares, I got that Furby quote off the web site:
