The Tournament(Preparing)
"So think you can beat me this year?" I asked Goten with a smirk on my face.
"Don´t know.... I´ve been training with my tousan, Gohan, and Mr. Piccolo."
"I haven´t been training really. More like fighting for my life against tousan."
"Well you must be stronger than I though if you survived." Goten said laughingly.
"Brat!" *That would be Vegita.* "Get up! You and I have some practicing to do!"
*What?!? More sparing! Will it never end?!?*
"Well, guess i´ll see you later Goten."
"Ok. Maby we can spar too before our fight?"
"Sure!" *I love spending time with you no matter what we are doing!*
"I doubt that! You won´t be seeing your boyfriend until the fight!"
"Boyfriend?" Goten said with a confused look on his face.
*Wonderful now you´ve done it! How dose he know anyway?!?* "But...."
"No butts brat! Now get up and come on!"
"Sorry Goten......."
"Hey thats ok. I´ll see you in a few hours then!"
*Nothing gets you down dose it?* "Yea I guess so."
With that I got up from where I was sitting, in the floor next to Goten, and ran off to catch Vegita. When I got to him he looked as angry as he usually did after separating me from Goten.
I was very tempted to ask him why he was calling Goten my boyfriend but ultimately decided against it. We walked until we got to one of the adult´s locker room areas. It was empty except for Vegita and myself, he probably ran everyone els off. My tousan suddenly turned around and punched me, hard, in the stomach, then followed up with a knee to my forehead. "Ouch! What was that for?!?" I said trying to regain my balance when even more sudden than the first time he attacked again. This time with a swift kick to the side of my head, which sent me stumbling sideways, and a kick to my left leg which quickly resulted in me falling to the ground. I tried to get up but the pain in my leg was too great and my body decided not to support me in my decision.
"Thats what you get for not being prepared for an attack!" my tousan shouted as he looked down at me in disgust.
"I´m sorry father, i´ll be ready next time. I promise." I was in so much pain and was so ashamed of myself I didn´t even bother to argue with him. Then I tried to get up again. I somehow managed to stand on the leg which I thought was broken. Vegita attacked again. He attempted a punch to who knows where but i blocked it. He quickly followed up with a kick to my side. That i didn´t block but came back with my own kick, aimed at his face. He caught it and violently twisted my (left)ankle. I winced in pain but didn´t let out a cry, not then anyway. He kept a strong hold on my ankle and twisted even tighter as he kicked me in the back. I winced again but still made no sound. I was trying to think of a way to make him release the hold without risking breaking it or giving up when all of a sudden he twisted it extremely hard and I felt it begin to crack. I shouted out in pain. "Father stop!" He didn´t stop but twisted harder then jerked my leg back and head butted me. I stumbled back, limping on my injured ankle. The next thing I knew he delivered an extremely powerful kick to the side of my left leg. I felt it break as I dropped to the ground crying out in pain.
"Why do I even bother?" my tousan said as he looked down upon me once again only this time with a smirk on his face. Thats when I blacked out from the pain.
When I came too I was still lying in the same place. *He doesn´t even care about me enough to move me out of the middle of the floor?* My leg was still hurting badly. I lifted myself into a sitting position, holding my injured leg, and saw my tousan shadow sparing a few feet away. I knew he noticed I was awake but he didn´t acknowledge me in the least. "Tousan, is my leg broken?" I asked almost in a whisper with my head down. I was too ashamed of myself to look at him. He stopped and walked over to me. I still didn´t raise my head. He grabbed me by my gi and lifted me up with ease.
"Of course it is brat! You should be ashamed of yourself! You couldn´t even put up a fight!"
I diverted my eyes trying not to make eye contact and in a low voice said "I am and i´m sorry tousan... I just wasn´t expecting you to attack like that. I´m sorry......."
"Is that all you´ve got to say brat?!? I´m sorry? Thats it?"
I was silent. I couldn´t think of anything to say. He kept a hold on my gi and just glared at me for a few seconds. I heard something start to rip. It was my gi. In an instant I was on the ground. I had landed on my broken leg and let out a yelp. My tousan just glared at me and walked off. Before he walked out the door he said "You have a match in five minutes, I suggest you put a bandage on that leg. You can stand on it but don´t put all of your weight on it unless you think you can stand a little pain." With that he walked out.
*What! a match in five minutes?!? How the hell could he do this to me?!?*
He tried to break my leg. I know he did. I was surprised at first. *Why?* Then I remembered he didn't care about me in the least. I was just someone for him to boss around. I got up trying not to cry and started my way back to the junior locker room. My leg was killing me. I could hardly stand to move it. I was almost there when i ran into Mr. Piccolo. (again)
"What happened to you Trunks?" he said with as much humor in his voice as Piccolo could have.
"Uh... nothing i´m ok. Just a few bruises."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes... i´m fine."
I walked off as fast as I could, still ashamed that i was beaten so badly so easily. I didn´t want anyone to know what happened although I knew id end up telling Goten if and when he asked. *I Can´t keep anything from you* Not long after my run in with Piccolo I got to the locker room. I went in and sat down on a bench. I looked around to see if anyone saw me come in. No one was paying me any attention, that i was very glad of, so I found some bandages and rapped them around my injured leg. * I wish Goten were here*
"Hey! Half-breed!"
* AHHH! I hate that fucking name!*
I looked up to see one of the "jocks" from school standing in front of me.
"Can I help you?"
"You and me got a match next. You don´t look up to it. You gonna quit half-breed?"
"Of course not! And my name is Trunks."
"Yea whatever half-breed. I´m looking forward to beating you." he said as he walked off proud of himself.
"So think you can beat me this year?" I asked Goten with a smirk on my face.
"Don´t know.... I´ve been training with my tousan, Gohan, and Mr. Piccolo."
"I haven´t been training really. More like fighting for my life against tousan."
"Well you must be stronger than I though if you survived." Goten said laughingly.
"Brat!" *That would be Vegita.* "Get up! You and I have some practicing to do!"
*What?!? More sparing! Will it never end?!?*
"Well, guess i´ll see you later Goten."
"Ok. Maby we can spar too before our fight?"
"Sure!" *I love spending time with you no matter what we are doing!*
"I doubt that! You won´t be seeing your boyfriend until the fight!"
"Boyfriend?" Goten said with a confused look on his face.
*Wonderful now you´ve done it! How dose he know anyway?!?* "But...."
"No butts brat! Now get up and come on!"
"Sorry Goten......."
"Hey thats ok. I´ll see you in a few hours then!"
*Nothing gets you down dose it?* "Yea I guess so."
With that I got up from where I was sitting, in the floor next to Goten, and ran off to catch Vegita. When I got to him he looked as angry as he usually did after separating me from Goten.
I was very tempted to ask him why he was calling Goten my boyfriend but ultimately decided against it. We walked until we got to one of the adult´s locker room areas. It was empty except for Vegita and myself, he probably ran everyone els off. My tousan suddenly turned around and punched me, hard, in the stomach, then followed up with a knee to my forehead. "Ouch! What was that for?!?" I said trying to regain my balance when even more sudden than the first time he attacked again. This time with a swift kick to the side of my head, which sent me stumbling sideways, and a kick to my left leg which quickly resulted in me falling to the ground. I tried to get up but the pain in my leg was too great and my body decided not to support me in my decision.
"Thats what you get for not being prepared for an attack!" my tousan shouted as he looked down at me in disgust.
"I´m sorry father, i´ll be ready next time. I promise." I was in so much pain and was so ashamed of myself I didn´t even bother to argue with him. Then I tried to get up again. I somehow managed to stand on the leg which I thought was broken. Vegita attacked again. He attempted a punch to who knows where but i blocked it. He quickly followed up with a kick to my side. That i didn´t block but came back with my own kick, aimed at his face. He caught it and violently twisted my (left)ankle. I winced in pain but didn´t let out a cry, not then anyway. He kept a strong hold on my ankle and twisted even tighter as he kicked me in the back. I winced again but still made no sound. I was trying to think of a way to make him release the hold without risking breaking it or giving up when all of a sudden he twisted it extremely hard and I felt it begin to crack. I shouted out in pain. "Father stop!" He didn´t stop but twisted harder then jerked my leg back and head butted me. I stumbled back, limping on my injured ankle. The next thing I knew he delivered an extremely powerful kick to the side of my left leg. I felt it break as I dropped to the ground crying out in pain.
"Why do I even bother?" my tousan said as he looked down upon me once again only this time with a smirk on his face. Thats when I blacked out from the pain.
When I came too I was still lying in the same place. *He doesn´t even care about me enough to move me out of the middle of the floor?* My leg was still hurting badly. I lifted myself into a sitting position, holding my injured leg, and saw my tousan shadow sparing a few feet away. I knew he noticed I was awake but he didn´t acknowledge me in the least. "Tousan, is my leg broken?" I asked almost in a whisper with my head down. I was too ashamed of myself to look at him. He stopped and walked over to me. I still didn´t raise my head. He grabbed me by my gi and lifted me up with ease.
"Of course it is brat! You should be ashamed of yourself! You couldn´t even put up a fight!"
I diverted my eyes trying not to make eye contact and in a low voice said "I am and i´m sorry tousan... I just wasn´t expecting you to attack like that. I´m sorry......."
"Is that all you´ve got to say brat?!? I´m sorry? Thats it?"
I was silent. I couldn´t think of anything to say. He kept a hold on my gi and just glared at me for a few seconds. I heard something start to rip. It was my gi. In an instant I was on the ground. I had landed on my broken leg and let out a yelp. My tousan just glared at me and walked off. Before he walked out the door he said "You have a match in five minutes, I suggest you put a bandage on that leg. You can stand on it but don´t put all of your weight on it unless you think you can stand a little pain." With that he walked out.
*What! a match in five minutes?!? How the hell could he do this to me?!?*
He tried to break my leg. I know he did. I was surprised at first. *Why?* Then I remembered he didn't care about me in the least. I was just someone for him to boss around. I got up trying not to cry and started my way back to the junior locker room. My leg was killing me. I could hardly stand to move it. I was almost there when i ran into Mr. Piccolo. (again)
"What happened to you Trunks?" he said with as much humor in his voice as Piccolo could have.
"Uh... nothing i´m ok. Just a few bruises."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes... i´m fine."
I walked off as fast as I could, still ashamed that i was beaten so badly so easily. I didn´t want anyone to know what happened although I knew id end up telling Goten if and when he asked. *I Can´t keep anything from you* Not long after my run in with Piccolo I got to the locker room. I went in and sat down on a bench. I looked around to see if anyone saw me come in. No one was paying me any attention, that i was very glad of, so I found some bandages and rapped them around my injured leg. * I wish Goten were here*
"Hey! Half-breed!"
* AHHH! I hate that fucking name!*
I looked up to see one of the "jocks" from school standing in front of me.
"Can I help you?"
"You and me got a match next. You don´t look up to it. You gonna quit half-breed?"
"Of course not! And my name is Trunks."
"Yea whatever half-breed. I´m looking forward to beating you." he said as he walked off proud of himself.