Blue
Velvet
Chapter 1 – Her Name is Kiye
A.N.-This story is a bit of a spin off on my other story
"Kye." Actually, it's almost
identical. Anyway, as you can see, I
based it off of the song "Blue Velvet" from DragonBall GT. The setting of this story doesn't really fit
into the DBZ timeline, but the Trunks in the story is future Trunks. Oh, and Chapter one is more like a
prologue. I suppose that's about
it. Enjoy
Disclaimer: I
don't own anything DragonBall, unfortunately, and I don't claim anything. Anything else mentioned, that's not mine,
belongs to it's respective owner. The
characters Kiye and Laanah are mine, and the club Amethyst is my own
creation. Any similarities with other
clubs are purely coincidental.
It was about 4:00 in the afternoon when Krillin
bounded into Trunks's house waving his arms like a maniac. Trunks shifted his attention from the book
he was reading and gave him a funny look.
"Dude, I
have got us passes to the hottest club in the city!" Trunks just stared at him for a few moments, then returned to his
book. "Yo! Trunks! Did you hear
me? Amethyst, the hottest club in the
whole city! Aren't you excited?" Trunks looked up at him again.
"No, not
really."
"Waddaya
mean!? Don't you wanna have fun? Who
knows, you might even meet someone,"
Krillin pressed. Trunks still
didn't seem to care. Krillin sighed and
sat down on the couch beside Trunks.
"C'mon, man. It'll be fun. You really could use some more action in
your life."
"……alright,
I'll go," Trunks sighed.
"Yessssss! Alright, man. I'll be over to pick you up around 8:30! Bye!" Krillin shouted excitedly as he ran
out the door. Trunks sighed again. He really had no desire to go to a
club. But, what could he lose? Why not go?
So he went.
-four and a half
hours later-
"Man, we
are gonna have so much fun tonight!" Krillin said as they drove down the
road. He looked over at Trunks, who was
just riding along quietly. "You really
should have worn something different, ya know.
You're not gonna get any girls wearing that." Krillin said as he pointed
to Trunks's usual outfit of a black pants and a black tank top under his
Capsule Corp. jacket. Trunks didn't
seem to care very much about how he looked.
Krillin, on the other hand, was clad in a three piece white suit,
looking rather pimp-ish.
"No big
deal. If I do decide that I want to
meet someone, my clothes shouldn't matter."
They pulled
up in front of a big warehouse looking building. The music could be heard about two blocks down. They got out and Krillin adjusted his
clothes.
"Here we
go, man. The time of our lives!" Krillin ran to the entrance like an excited
child at a theme park. Trunks just
rolled his eyes and followed slowly.
When they
entered, Krillin couldn't believe his eyes.
The club was packed with beautiful girls. And their outfits were, well, interesting. Krillin could hardly contain himself. He ran out onto the dance floor and started
to shake his groove thing with a cute blond girl. Trunks looked after him, wondering what to do now. Unsure of himself, he made his way over to a
vacant table and sat down.
He was sitting there by himself for
at least twenty minutes and was getting rather bored. This isn't very fun at all.
The music is cool, but I'm bored out of my mind.
"Hello."
"What?" Trunks turned around to find himself face to
face with a short girl with short reddish-brown hair. Her green eyes sparkled with friendliness. "Oh, hi."
"You're new
aren't you?" she asked flashing him a prize winning smile.
"Uh,
yeah. This is my first time here. I came with my friend, but he ditched me a
long time ago," he said to the girl. She's
pretty cute. I suppose.
"Well, I
think you're gonna like it here at Club Amethyst. The snack are good, the music's cool, and everyone's
friendly. Your friend seems to have
found that out," she said looking in the direction of Krillin, who was
surrounded by girls.
"Oh, so
you've met Krillin."
"Oh,
yeah. Just about every girl here has
met him. He seems to be having
fun. Unlike you. Why don't you go dance or something?" she
urged him toward the dance floor.
"No thank
you. I'm not much in the mood for
dancing." He said quietly. He expected the girl to leave, but she
didn't. In stead, she sat down beside
him. She smiled at him.
"Alright,
then. I'll just stay here with
you. There's no point in coming to a
club if you're not gonna have fun. And
if you're not gonna dance, you should at least talk to someone," she said as
she brushed the hair out of her face.
"Oh, my name is Laanah."
"I'm
Trunks. Nice to meet you," Trunks said
politely. He felt strange sitting there
talking to this girl that he didn't even know.
"You're
giving me a funny look. Is something
wrong?" she questioned.
"Oh,
sorry. I'm fine."
"Heh. My friendliness is nothing. Some of the people here will jump all over
you as soon as you enter the door." She
was playing with her hair again. "There
is, however, one person who's not as friendly as the rest. She's not mean, but she's not the nicest
person in the world."
"And who
would that be?"
Laanah
stopped fiddling with her hair and pointed to the stage. Trunks looked at the girl who was
singing. She had long black hair and
was stunningly pretty. "Her name is
Kiye. A lot of people call her the
Mysterious Beauty."
"Why?"
"Well,
you'll hear more stories about that later.
What you should be thinking about now, is what you're gonna say when she
comes over here." She flashed that
smile again.
"What!? Whadda you mean?" Trunks was getting nervous.
He always seemed to get this way around girls. And this Kiye girl was so beautiful. "Why would she come over here."
"Well,
because we're best friends and after she sings, we always talk. Now, chill out until she comes over. She's a great singer, too." Laanah said, and then she started to play
with her hair again. But Trunks wasn't
paying her any attention this time. His
eyes were glued to the person singing on stage. And it wasn't just because she was so pretty, there was something
about the song she was singing. He
hadn't heard it before, but he liked it as soon as he heard it. As she danced to the song, Trunks found himself
mesmerized by her smooth movements.
Ryuusei ga hashirinukeru midnight
Ugokudase nemuru
kuchibiru
Upon the
next line, she pointed out into the audience.
Unless Trunks was mistaken, she had pointed directly at him.
Doushitemo todokanai
I want you
Before he
knew it, the song was over and Kiye was walking towards them. He was unbelievably nervous.
"Calm down,
man. She doesn't bite," Laanah said
with a laugh. "Well, not usually,
anyway."
"Hey,
Laanah. What's up?" Kiye said
coolly. She looked over at Trunks who
was shyly staring at his feet. "And who
might this be?"
"This is
Trunks," Laanah said with a smile.
Trunks waved a little.
"Picked up
another one on the side of the road, huh?" Kiye said without smiling, although
it was a joke.
"No, not
this time. I met him here. He was all alone, so I decided to talk to
him for a while until you finished singing."
"You poor
thing," she said to trunks. Then she
turned to Laanah, "What does this have to do with me, though?"
"Oh,
nothing, really. I just thought he
should meet you," Laanah said with a shrug.
Then she started to play with her hair again.
"Whatever. I've had enough of this place for one
night. Let's go," Kiye said
flatly. Trunks frowned. He had just met them and they were leaving
already.
"But,
Kiye…" she started to whine, but the look on Kiye's face told her not to. She sighed and said to Trunks, "Well, we're
here every night, so if you wanna talk some more, just come to Amethyst. Bye."
And then they left. He didn't
even get a chance to reply.
In a few
minutes Krillin was back. "So, I see
you made some friends," he said as he nudged Trunks in the shoulder, "I told
you, you would have fun."
"Yeah,
whatever." Trunks was a little
disappointed. But, they said they'd be
there every night. So he'd just come
back later. "Are we leaving now?"
"Yup. I think you've had enough fun for one
night. Let's go." So they went home.
