Chapter 5 : The Mushy Romance
Author's Note: As I'm sure you can tell by the title this is the chapter is more of the romance part as advertised. It will have some important stuff, I think, so people who read it for the action still have to go through this too. Thanks for telling me how many dragon balls there were, excuse my uneducated mind.
Basic Disclaimers : I do not own Dragon Ball Z or Sailor Moon. Sorry, no joke this time. Read on.
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After a hearty meal Trunks and Goten sadly found themselves in a 'trendy' department store. They walked around, and poked at the racks but never tried anything on. It was against their morals.
"Do you gentlemen need some help?" a peppy store clerk inquired.
"Uhh," Trunks said, overwhelmed by the amount of perfume she had put on.
"We need clothes for club dancing," Goten told her, struggling not to faint.
"Well my name is Ashley and I'll be glad to help. Are you both single or is it a date?"
"He's on a date and I'm trying to get this girl to like me," Goten explained quickly with a blush.
"AWWWWWWWWWWW! That's so sweet," Ashley cooed and with amazing speed went through the rack that she was standing next to, pulling out some clothes here and there. "Try these on over in the dressing room to your left."
"Thanks," Trunks said slowly and took the pile of cloth from the girl's out stretched arms. He hurried to the dressing room to get away from the tutti-frutti smell and waited for Goten. "My dad would kill me if he knew I was here."
"Gohan would never let me live it down," Goten agreed, looking around at the decorations of pink and orange. "Let's just get it over with."
"Yeah," Trunks agreed and stepped into the small cubicle. He changed into his outfit, yes he was the owner of an outfit, and went back out to see Goten.
"The girl's crazy," Goten screeched quietly from his room.
"What do you mean?" Trunks asked, looking at himself in the mirror. Ashley hadn't done terrible, she had chosen pants that looked like they use to be part of a grey suit and a black muscle shirt.
"This is worse than fighting Cell," Goten decided and came out of the closet. Trunks covered his mouth and tried not to laugh. There was so much leather and pleather. Goten was wearing tight leather pants and a tiger print pleather top.
"Man, that's rough, that's..it's just wrong," Trunks said, trying extremely hard not explode.
"Go ahead, I know I look like a pimp or something, now all I need it a big white fur coat," Goten complained in all seriousness.
"You know what, we'll go somewhere else," Trunks decided. Goten agreed easily and they went to change back into their normal clothes.
"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" Ashley squeaked loudly when Trunks and Goten were only a few feet from the door.
"What, do they have radar or something?" Trunks muttered then turned to Ashley, "We aren't really into the selection. Goodbye." Goten nodded and they both bolted for the door.
"There has to be a punk shop or something around here," Goten sighed and looked up and down the street. "There," he pointed to a blue neon store.
"Fine," Trunks agreed and they walked across the street to the skater shop. After some easy shopping with no Ashleys or overbearing perfume the two Sayians walked out look very presentable. Goten was wearing a black dress shirt with a red dragon on the back with a white T-shirt under it and tan skater pants, chain and all. Trunks choose something like what he had worn in the other store, a dark blue muscle shirt and grey baggy pin stripe slacks.
"Oh shit, we have 5 minuets to get back to the hotel. Michelle is going to mock us so much if we're late," Trunks warned his friend.
"So we teleport," Goten said easily. They walked to the side of the store and blinked out right in front of some hobo, but it didn't really matter, who would listen to a man with a green alien hat on and only 6 teeth.
When the Sayians arrived in front of their hotel room they expected to see Michelle and Hotaru waiting. Instead there a tall man with black hair and dark blue eyes. Dressed in a tight black turtle neck and slimming black pants he looked Hotaru's long lost cousin.
"Hello boys," he greeted with an almost sinful voice.
"Hi, uhm, do we know you?" Goten asked, ready to power up in a second.
"You mean you don't remember your dear creator King Darien?" the ruler asked, hurt once more that a Sayian didn't know him. I need a better publicist, he thought randomly to himself then remembered why he was there. "Well I guess that's expected since your father is Goku."
"Yeah whatever, what do you want?" Trunks snapped..
"No need to be feisty, I haven't come to hurt your precious little goddesses. I just wanted to give you a present," Darien explained and pulled out a bundled black clothe. As he unraveled it a hazy look came over the two demi sayians and Darien happily realized that they were hypnotized by the sword. It was quite a beautiful weapon made with cooled lava, gold spattered at the end from gods' blood. He smiled devishly and handed it to Goten, who took it and wrapped it back in the clothe.
"Thank you our wonderful King," Trunks said as Goten took it into their room to put away for safe keeping.
"It's my pleasure boys, just remember to finish the goddesses off when they go to get the last dragon ball."
"Yes sir," Trunks agreed.
Darien could hear the two goddess walk into the hotel, "I take my leave, good luck boys."
"Thank you sir," Goten said, coming out of the room, but as soon as Darien was gone the trance was broken.
"Who were you talking to?" Trunks asked, feeling kinda dizzy himself.
"No one I think," Goten said and shook his head clear. He turned when he heard running footsteps. "Something wrong?" he asked Hotaru with a smile.
"Was Darien here?" Hotaru asked urgently, seeming very concerned.
"No," Trunks said. "What's under the coats?"
I could have sworn I felt his energy Hotaru, Michelle thought and Hotaru nodded but dismissed it for now.
"Clothes," Hotaru said with a wicked smile.
"Oh drat," Goten joked. Hotaru raised her eye brow but then gave a small smile.
"I see you two managed to do well," Michelle commented, circling them to get a better look. It sent a shiver up Trunks' back to see her observing him with her keen blue eyes.
"Do we get to see your clothes?" Trunks inquired smoothly, concentrating on keeping his blushing to a minimum.
"I suppose we don't really look that good," Hotaru decided and slipped off her silk coat. Goten's eyes opened wide. Liar he thought and admired her perfect body. She was wearing a cotton black spaghetti strapped shirt that split where her bra ended, exposing her flat stomach and a what Goten guessed was a black slip to another dress that hung loosely on her slim hips.
"Stop grinning like that," Michelle said, drawing attention to her own costume. The taller mermaid had chosen a white tube top that cross tide all the way down in the back and a long dark blue turquoise skirt made of nylon with a slit on both sides that went up to the hem but was kept together with more cross tie.
"I like the skirt the most, what do you think?" Michelle asked innocently. Trunks could only nod with a goofy smile.
"Shouldn't we go?" Hotaru asked, putting her coat back on.
"Sure, do we know where we're going?" Goten answered with another question.
"The store clerk said the best club around here was the Farscape on Triquire Avenue," Michelle supplied.
"Fine, you would like to walk or ....," Trunks inquired, assuming they knew what he meant.
"Teleport me captain," Michelle said gleefully, taking hold of his arm and waited for Hotaru to carefully do the same with Goten. They again disappeared and reappeared in an already happening club, avoiding the security guards.
"Do you loose energy when you do that?" Hotaru asked with what Goten hoped was a concerned tone.
"No, not really," he reassured her, "So do you like me enough that I won't burn you if I wrap my arm around you?"
Hotaru thought for a moment, "You could try and find out," she said impishly and intertwined her fingers with his.
"AWWWWWW!" Trunks said loudly behind them, "Michelle, aren't they just adorable?!"
"It's a Kodak moment," Michelle cooed. "I think I might just cry." Any more joking was stopped by the icy but fun filled glare of Hotaru.
"Should we leave our parents to their own demise?" Hotaru inquired coolly.
"Yeah, lets dance," Goten suggested and led her to an open spot on the dance floor. The other couple went to find a table, using Michelle's sweet smile as a weapon to make people move.
"Hotaru seems to have gotten over Adam and Duo," Trunks observed.
"No, she just ate an hour ago and she's always a little giddy after that, no offense to Goten because I'm sure once she gets over Adam she'll be madly in love with him," Michelle explained sadly.
"Goten worried that she's just playing with him," Trunks added.
"Man, we do sound like their parents," Michelle chuckled. "So parents are allowed to have a little fun of their own, right?" she asked, her eyes tracing the lines of the Sayian's angelic face.
"Not my parents but I'm sure we're different from them," Trunks joked and reached his hand across the table to push a curl of hair away from Michelle's face. "Beautiful," he whispered to himself more than her.
"Thanks," she said modestly, holding on to his hand before he could pull it away.
"Wanna dance?" Trunks asked. Michelle nodded and he took her to the dance floor. Once the two had found enough room Michelle began to sway her hips back and forth against Trunks and at the same time playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. The demi sayian smiled and put his hands on Michelle's hips, moving with her and pressing his body into hers.
"I think I'll miss this the most," Michelle whispered into Trunks' ear.
"Dancing? Not this?" he asked and caught her lips with his. She paused to return the favor then parted with a smile.
"That too," the mermaid agreed. They both paused for a moment and Michelle thought she might cry right then and there. "I'll miss you."
"You can visit," Trunks suggested.
"There's a law standing in the way of that, not to mention it's hard to travel with a four foot long tail," Michelle tried to joke but it broke down some where in the midst.
"We won't worry about that now, we still have 6 more dragonballs to find before you can leave," Trunks reminded the girl and they both pushed the unhappy thought out of their mind.
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"Why are you so edgy?" Hotaru asked Goten who kept looking around with a glare. They had been dancing awhile and Goten still seemed sort of antsy. Hotaru could have read his mind but she felt too warm and lazy to do anything.
"All the guys keep looking at you," he whined, only a little though.
"Or you," she teased. "Don't worry, I'm all yours tonight."
"That's good to know," Goten said happily and held on to her waist a little tighter. Hotaru almost giggled with happiness but then stopped herself, realizing how not her that was. She felt so content, so trusting and lazy. "Love you," he murmured in her ear, making the vampire leaned into his strong body.
Should I say the same? Hotaru wondered but then the memory hit her hard in the face, But then what about Adam and Duo? Will I forget about them? She felt cold again, alone. She pushed Goten away, and was immediately ashamed when she saw the hurt in his eyes.
"Sorry, I'm sorry," Hotaru said over and over again but began putting more space between them. She turned around walked over into a darker corner where there was some solitude, where she could think. She looked up, expecting to see Goten standing over her with warm and comforting eyes, but he wasn't and Hotaru wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing.
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"No way," Goku objected from his seat. "Nuh uh, you go after her son," he yelled, knowing that Goten couldn't hear him. "Fine, I'm doing something now. That King can go ahead and stuff his knife up his ass."
Darien, who was watching the Sayian made no movement to stop him but did make sure that Goku wouldn't tell Hotaru anything thing about his master plan. Goku's body went limp and most would have thought he was dead.
"How great that would be," Darien dreamed but the Sayian wasn't, he had only gone down to Earth in another form.
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Hotaru continued to sit by herself, feeling colder than ever which was strange considering she couldn't feel anything but extreme tempatures. How much power this boy must have to make me, a goddess, feel this weak, she thought with a smile. He has me questioning every though, every moment. There's just so much that reminds me of Adam, but a different feeling.
"Do you want my coat? You look cold," a boy with purplish black hair and bright blue eyes commented. Hotaru would have thought that it was Duo if she hadn't read his mind.
"No thank you Son Goku, what are you doing down here? Came to visit Chi Chi?" she inquired in a respective voice. I suppose this is my chance to meet the famous hero of Earth, Hotaru thought.
"No my favorite mistress, just came to chat with you about my son, your son, your husband," the deity said casually.
"I suppose I should let your son off the hook, it's not right to do what I'm doing to him," Hotaru decided,
Goku shook his head in objection and patted Hotaru's hair, "My dear little girl don't you see that Goten is infatuated with you, he isn't hurt, confused maybe, but not hurt. At the most part he's worried about what Adam and Duo's death is doing to you. He sees you as this in control and sexy girl who will conquer anything. He gets a little concerned when you start crying or pushing him away."
"How do you know that's what he thinks?" Hotaru contradicted the man.
"I'm his father, I think the exact same way," Goku joked.
"But I don't want to forget Adam and Duo. Being in love with Goten wouldn't be the way to remember them," Hotaru added.
"But didn't you say to Goten that he reminded you of Adam? And don't you want to be with a guy just like Adam?" Goku reminded her. "Hotaru, when I died Chi Chi didn't have this problem because she had Goten and Gohan but if she had I would have wanted her to be happy instead of moping around missing me. I'm pretty sure Adam feels the same if he really loves you."
Hotaru looked at the deity scrupulously, aware that behind the boyish look was a man who had died for his planet, a true hero, so he must have learned something at some point. "I suppose you could be right," she said finally.
"Of course I am, now would you go kiss my son," he said and walked towards the bathroom to go back to his own world.
"I am glad to have met you Son Goku," Hotaru whispered behind the fleeting figure. She was aware that he heard when he gave the Japanese peace sign. If Michelle is telling me to let my guard down and Son Goku himself came down from heaven to wake me up, then I must be the one at fault, she thought logically. The now same confidant and sassy vampire that some god loved and some gods feared stood up and smoothed her silk skirt before going to back to the dance floor to complete some unfinished business.
"I'm sorry," Goten said as soon as Hotaru was within hearing distance.
"For what?" she asked. He looks so distress about my leaving. Maybe Son Goku really was right.
"For doing whatever I did to make you run off like that. If I reminded you of Adam or Duo, or if I did something to upset you, I'm sorry," the Sayian jabbered and Hotaru had to put her finger on his lips to keep him from exhausting himself by talking too much.
"I should be the one to apologize to you Goten. I shouldn't have led you on like that," Hotaru explained, trying not to smile because he looked so cute.
"Are you saying you don't really like me?" the boy asked nervously.
"Goten, you defy every thing I ever thought about Sayians. I don't know what I might have done with myself or to others if I hadn't met you," Hotaru told him in a sincere voice then took his face in her hands. They shared their second kiss, this one much more enjoyable than the first.
Goten pushed his tongue into her mouth, feeling the slight chill from her body. They could sense bodies bumping into them, some guy spilling beer on Goten's arm which was wrapped tightly around Hotaru's thin torso, but it didn't matter because they were totally in love with each other.
"I love you," Hotaru said triumphantly when they parted, making sure Goten could hear her over the music. She was sure when she saw his signature grin. "Can we sit down?"
"Whatever you want," Goten promised, meaning more than just getting her a seat. This is why I love dancing. Good thing happen when I dance, the Sayian thought to himself with a smile, full aware of Hotaru's cool graceful hand enveloped inside his. When he looked around for an empty table he saw that Trunks and Michelle were already sitting down again, having what looked like was a important discussion.
"What's wrong?" Hotaru inquired when she came up to the table.
"I was a little bored while Trunks went to get our drinks so I checked the DBT, the dragon ball is in here," Michelle informed them.
"Do you know where exactly?" Goten asked and Michelle pointed towards the ceiling. Goten looked up and in the rafters was the dragon balls with two red blobs floating around inside. "Can we get it?"
"Yes," Hotaru said easily. She stared up at the orb, nudging it a little with her mind, the ball rolled a little to the side and fell down between two crowded tables. Fortunately no one noticed the falling object although Hotaru wasn't sure how they couldn't be aware but oh well. She then continued to push it until it rolled to her feet. "I don't see why you were both so concerned."
The other three just looked at her. "You never cease to amaze me," Goten said and kissed the top of her head. In mid lock he looked up at the questioning eyes of Michelle and Trunks. "We resolved our differences."
"OHHHHHH," they said together.
"So what now?" Hotaru asked, "Should we move to the next place?"
"We have to get our clothes, and you have to get Bra's clothes, she'll kill you if you don't," Trunks joked.
"She won't remember us," Michelle said quietly. The whole subject of them leaving was still a tender conversation.
"Yeah, she'll blame it on us," Goten said, trying to change the subject. "Either way Trunks and I still need our clothes."
"So we do a quick travel to the hotel, then to the next location," Michele decided. The other three nodded in agreement.
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The next stop was Predappio Italy, then some remote place in the Siberian jungle. Despite how happy the goddesses were with Trunks and Goten, they were more anxious to be done with the adventure in fear that if they slowed down King Darien would attack.
"Can we take a break please?" Trunks requested. Michelle and Hotaru sent each other a worried look but then agreed. It would better that the boys be rested and fight then completely tired out while doing instant transmission and getting them lost in some filler dimension.
"Why do you guys want to go so quickly anyway?" Goten asked, sitting down in the plush grass of some where in Australia, or so he guessed by the over population of cows.
Hotaru lay down, putting her head on Goten's chest and sighed. She felt so old and tired, like she really was almost 700 years old. "We're afraid," she answered quite plainly.
"Of King Darien," Michelle finished. "We don't want to run into him and being that we're so close to gathering all the dragon balls it's only a matter of time."
"Oh, that guy again," Trunks said sourly. "He ruins everything."
"Maybe he won't try anything," Goten thought hopefully.
"Yeah, sure," Michelle said with a sarcastic note, "Of course he'll try to stop us. We're bringing back 4 four planets that he went to a lot of trouble to destroy."
"Fine then," Goten snapped. "Are you sure there isn't any chance of us beating him?"
"Nope," Michelle answered shortly. "Sorry if I sound mean but...well this is god level."
"If I ever get to see you guess in your true form I'm expecting something big," Trunks said.
"We're not allowed to be in our pure form, all the energy would desinagrate everything on the location within a mile radius," Hotaru murmured, picking at the grass. She loved the cool air of the field and looking up at the bright stars. She didn't want to have to get up and go to another location, just to sit here with Goten would be enough for another 600 years or so.
"Lets stay here for the night," Trunks suggested, seeing that everyone was tired. He and Goten were worn out from using instant transmission over such long distances four times in a row and the girls had exhausted themselves worrying about King Darien.
"That would be nice," Michelle mumbled and curled up under Trunk's arms.
The last thing she heard was Goten saying, "What a pretty moon, it's almost full," but she wasn't aware of what that really meant.
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"It's only been a week, the moon isn't suppose to be that far along," Goku objected, still locked in his seat.
"Silly boy," King Darien muttered. He had been forced to watch Goku 24/7 now because he didn't want Goku messing things up so close to the destruction point.
"What did you do?" Goku asked skeptically.
"I didn't do anything, my wife however, the goddess of the Moon may have moved the cycles a few spots ahead," Darien chuckled, still marveling at his mastermind ideas.
"Why do you need to do this? I thought your plan was full proof," Goku shot back.
"It's all in good sport," Darien whined, "I'm not doing anything really bad."
"Sure," Goku said. He could tell that Darien had done something else but he wasn't quite sure what it was yet.
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"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Hotaru woke up screaming in agony as her skin starting turning a raw red color.
"HOTARU!" Goten said, sitting up at the sound of her in pain.
"THE SUN! WHERE'S MY COAT? OH DAMN, DAMN YOU DARIEN!," Hotaru cursed loudly when she realized that Darien must have taken it away while she was asleep.
"We have to get her somewhere where it's night. We have to go back to uhm, uhm," Michelle thought, to worked up to think of a location.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAH!" Hotaru continued to scream, her skin changing from red to brown. Michelle put her hand on to the tender skin and forced all her energy into keeping the pain at bay for as long as possible.
"The US!" Trunks said and latched onto Michelle and Goten who had the look of fear in his eyes. They blinked out of sight, traveling quickly to some random field.
"It's too far, it's still day!" Michelle yelled, "Go back to Japan." Trunks nodded and took them to a random place that popped in from his child hood memories. They thankfully appeared on a cliff that jutted out from a mountain under a dark sky.
"Hotaru?," Goten asked urgently, peering at the raw figure of what use to be his girlfriend. She looked horrible and like she had suffered so much pain.
"She'll be fine, I just need to heal her then she needs to rest a little. Hear me honey, everything is going to be fine," Michelle whispered to Hotaru who just sat curled up in a ball, aching in pain.
"It's too hot, everything burns," the delusional vampire whimpered. "There was so much light and heat."
"You were in the middle of a field without any protection, that's what happens," Trunks said.
"So she's okay?" Goten repeated to Michelle. The mermaid nodded with a reassuring smile and pressed her hand on Hotaru's arm.
A blue light slowly crept over the vampire's body, healing the peeling skin and returning it to its normal light color. "It's cold," Hotaru said with a smile.
"Well I guess that's close enough," Michelle said thoughtfully.
"What's wrong?" Goten asked, still worried.
"She's not really suppose to feel tempatures unless they're extreme," Michelle said. "It's doesn't really matter though, she's probably still in shock."
"This has never happened before?" Trunks questioned.
"No, but of course she's only spent 6 hundred and some years on the planet," Michelle said, trying to keep her mind on feeding Hotaru her energy.
"Woah, she's 600."
"How old did you think a goddess would be?" Michelle chuckled at Goten's look of amazement.
"It's just that she looks so small and kinda young," Goten explained.
"Goddess stuff," Michelle said simply. She sighed and pulled her hand away from the healed vampire then took out the DBT. "Could you guys go get the other dragon ball while she rests?"
"What about Darien?" Trunks countered. Now that he knew the King was really watching him he didn't want the two goddesses to be alone.
"Right," Michelle recalled. "Goten, stay with Hotaru. Do you know where our apartment is?"
"No," Goten said sadly.
"That's okay," Michelle said kindly. "Hotaru," she said.
"Huh?" the sleepy vampire asked.
"Can you give Goten a picture of our apartment?"
"Sure," she agreed and bit down on her tongue in concentration. If Goten hadn't know she was doing it was because she was extremely weak he would have found it cute. Suddenly a image of an apartment complex near a beach popped into his head. Then a more detailed picture of a dark room. It surprised him so much he almost fell off the ledge.
"Got it," he announced once he had settled himself.
"Good, before we go there go and get her the blood packets which should be in the refrigerator," Michelle ordered. Goten nodded and transmitted away. He was back in a few minuets, holding 4 packets of blood with slight distaste.
"You better get over that queasy stomach because you're going to have to feed her," Michelle informed him then left with Trunks.
"This was not under the boyfriend description," Goten joked. He put the packets down carefully on the cliff and propped Hotaru's head on his knee. "I don't suppose you're hungry?"
"A little," Hotaru said with a weak but thankful smile.
"Okay then, I've got blood, do you want it warm or cold?" he asked.
"Warm please," she requested and fell back into a nap while Goten used a small amount of energy to heat up the red liquid.
"How do I do this?" he wondered. It's only blood Goten, just ignore the color and think of it as water, the boy thought to himself and unscrewed the cap on the bag. He tapped Hotaru lightly and she woke up with a start.
"What?" she snapped.
"It's ready to be consumed," Goten announced. Hotaru used a great amount of strength to sit in Goten's lap so he could cradle her head while she swallowed. Once the Sayian did get over the color the whole experience didn't seem that horrible.
"No more please, I just want to sleep," Hotaru requested and fell into a deep trance right in Goten's arms.
"Okay," he agreed a little too late and shifted lightly to make himself more comfortable before going into a light nap.
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"Oh great, winter in Antarctica," Michelle grimaced and pulled her coat closer to her shivering body. Trunks took her into his arms which helped a little but the cold was still nipping at her heels.
"Isn't is cold on Neptune?" Trunks reminded her.
"Not under the water, I got Raye, the Fire Queen of Mars to install a central heating system," Michelle whined.
Trunks paused to think about that for a second and how much sense it didn't make, but then again nothing made sense anymore. "Don't worry, according to the DBT we're getting close."
"Has that thing ever been wrong?" Michelle inquired.
"Not that I know of," Trunks reassured her.
"Well good, it better not be wrong now either," she hissed and snuggled closer to her source of warmth.
"I think I see it," Trunks said, "but it's too dark to be sure."
Michelle raised her hand and sprouted a ball of fire from her hand, "Does that help?"
Trunks again paused, "Yeah, thanks. Anything else you should warn me about?"
"I can shoot water out of the other hand," Michelle said with a smile, "So don't make me mad."
"No ma'am," Trunks agreed and peered into the darkness. A few yards off was what looked like a colony of tiny white men in tux, or penguins, and under one of the penguin's feathers was the dragon ball.
"You wanna do it or should I?" Michelle inquired.
"I'll do it," Trunks decided and left Michelle to wait. He crept stealthily up to the male penguin, trying not to make much noise. "Here little midget tux bird, I won't hurt you, I just want to dragonball so my girlfriend can get her planet back, that's all," Trunks called, clicking his tongue a couple of times for good measure.
"Trunks," Michelle called out, "Look it in the eyes so it's aware that you're dominant over him."
"Will that really work?" he wondered.
"It's better than treating him like a little kid," the mermaid decided and Trunks nodded in agreement, then prepared to have a staring contest with the flightless bird.
"Okay, here we go," Trunk said to himself then looked the penguin straight in its beady black eyes. Snow was whipping around him, his hair was wet and matted but none of it mattered because he had to prove he was dominant over a 3 foot tall bird. And my life leads to an all new strangeness he thought cynically. The bird stared back, cocked its head to the right, to the left then stood straight again.
"How are you doing?" Michelle asked.
"It's trying to teach me a dance," Trunks joked. "Ah Hah," he yelled triumphantly when the bird looked down. "I'll be taking that," he said and quickly grabbed the dragon ball. The bird screeched in protest, waking the others and leaving Trunks in the middle of an angry mob of penguins.
"Hurry up and lets get back to Japan," Michelle yelled as Trunks hopped around, trying avoid being pecked to death.
"You got it," he agreed, ran over to her and took them away from the angry birds and cold weather.
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"Are you bleeding?" Goten asked when Trunks and Michelle reappeared in front of them with yet another dragon ball. "Where'd you guys go?"
"Antarctica," Michelle said sourly.
"We, well I, got to play with the penguins," Trunks informed his friend, looking over the holes in his pants.
Goten just shrugged at the strangeness of it all. "Hey Michelle your apartment isn't far away, we could teleport there. It might be better for Hotaru."
"No, no," Hotaru objected in a dreamy tone without opening her eyes, "I like it here, it's warm, " making Goten blushed.
"Sorry honey, you need to be in bed and Goten probably needs to stretch his back," Michelle whispered. Goten nodded enthusiastically and promptly left for the apartment with Trunks and Michelle close behind.
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"They're almost there, my plan is about to commence and hopefully there won't be any more of that mushy romance stuff," King Darien said gleefully as he watched Trunks put the 6th dragonball in his nap sack, the velvet wrapped knife barely visible.
Goku sat there with his mouth in a thin and upset line. It couldn't happen this way, there was no way the snotty ass King could win. Fight it Goten, Trunks, you guys are stronger than this, he prayed.
"Feeling the tension of the moment Goku?" King Darien mused. "Don't worry, it will all be over soon. If we're lucky Hotaru and Michelle will try to defend themselves and kill Trunks and Goten in the process, of course this is after they are immortally wounded."
"Crazy man," Goku muttered for the 500th time that day.
"Natural genius," King Darien contradicted and electrocuted the Sayian again.
"Yeah, in your world."
"Ahh but you see, the Earth is my world," Darien laughed and sat back in his own Lazy Boy. "Oh why not speed it up a little," he added and waved his hand, sending a signal to Trunks and Goten to retrieve the last dragon ball that night.
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Goten laid Hotaru down in her bed and was sure to remember to pull down the blinds. Then he felt this weird feeling that he was needed in the living room.
"You have a freaky feeling too?" Trunks asked when Goten walked in with a dazed look on his face.
"Yeah," Goten said. "You wanna go get the last dragon ball? As like a surprise for Michelle and Hotaru?"
"I'm sure they would like it," Trunks agreed. He picked up the DBT and found the location of their last treasure easily. "Off we go," he announced and the two disappeared while the goddesses slept, unaware of what was coming.
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A/N- Well there's chapter five, hope you enjoyed it. Review! Or perhaps I won't finish, we wouldn't want that now would we? Yeah next chapter should be out by tomorrow or by Sunday, which is my birthday because I'll be out of town the rest of the week.