Biki walked into the living room and plopped down onto on the couch. She turned on the TV and scrunched her nose at the wrestling program.
"Trunks must have had the TV last."
Biki was Bulma's neice. She was staying with her aunt while her mommy went on a "long vacation" or however Bulma explained it. She knew the truth, but she didn't want to make Bulma cry. Her mother had died she knew it. Killed in a wild rage by her father. Someone had then killed him, but the answer to that question she didn't know.
"Biki. Go tell Vegeta and Trunks that its lunch time." Bulma's voice rang."
"Yeah, whatever." She interupted as she got up and walked out the door.
"Trunks!!!!! Uncle Vegeta!!!!!! Your poison is ready so get your un-evolved monkey butts down here!"
"Father! I don't know how much more of her I can take!"
"Shut-up, brat and lets go get our poison....er...um...lunch."
"Why do you allways stand up for her!? She is a bitch towards you too!"
"I don't stand up for her, now shut-up brat." Vegeta growled as he lowered himself out of the sky. He did always stand up for her. He knew it. Trunks didn't know how she felt. He never would, but *Vegeta* he knew all too well what it was to loose everything. When he found out about what happened to her mother, he knew he shouldn't had done it. He knew it would only make things worse for her. But his heart was his weakness and he couldn't resist killing the bastard that had caused so much pain to his wife and her neice.
"......oing to eat?" Vegeta quickly snapped out of his little world and back to the real one.
"Huh?" Vegeta turned to Bulma's concerned face.
"Vegeta, I said are you going to eat?"
"Of course onna!"
"What about you Biki?"
"I'm going by Pan's house. Atleast Videl can cook." Biki said sourly before slamming the door." Trunks growled at this.
"Dammit I can't take her and more!"He was the only one that didn't notice the tear on Biki's small face before the door slammed. Bra smacked her bother and stood to leave. She was stopped by her fathers deep voice.
"Sit down Bra."
"But...."
'Sit down Bra." He repeated slightly raising his voice.
"Hai."
Biki walked through the woods. She had pride. She didn't want anyone to see her this way. Bra and Bulma.....they were so sweet, but they were both carbon copies of her mother. Her mind left her feet to run and traveled back to a happier time.
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A year ago. Girls night out. Her, her mom, Aunt Bulma, and Bra went out to celebrate her birthday. Her mother Bikini, whom she was named after and dubbed Biki for short, was always the life of the party. She made everyone laugh. Dancing, shopping, icecream. She had hoped the night would never end. It ended with a group photo taken by a stanger they had found on the street. The night did end she knew it would. That didn't bother her to much. What ate at her nerves was knowing that they had to return home to *him*.
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When her flashback left her she found that she was no longer running. She was lying face down in the woods sobbing silently. She felt warm moisture on her cheek. She had run out of tears hours ago so she knew it wasn't that. She raised her head to see two beady black eyes, a cold nose, and whiskers staring back at her. A small black puppy with a white spot on his tail and each foot. She wiped her eyes and saw that it wasn't a mirage. She returned home at midnight clutching "twinkles" like he was life.
"Good, everyone is asleep." She said as she stumbled upstairs, only to find a set of eyes glaring at her. Vegeta was against the wall. His arms folded over his chest.
"Uncle Vegeta! Ummmmm...well.....I can explain." She started as she hid the dog behind her.
"Shut up brat. You can keep the damn dog."
"Thank you!!!!!" She screamed greatfully as she gave him a hug and ran to her room.
"Good night Uncle Veggie."
"Don't call me that!"
In the days after that, her and Twinkles were unseperable. She always had a smile on her face, her rude remarks stopped, and she was even nice to Trunks. He was her savior and she was his guardian angel. Bulma smiled as she saw them sleep together. The pain had passed and now they could be a family again. Bulma left to call Chichi. She had to find out the new gossip. She walked off unaware that she had lft the bedroom door open and a little Twinkles had escaped. Outside, Trunks and Vegeta went on with their usual sparring. Punches, kicks, blocks, and chi blasts escaped in every direction. Trunks smile faded as one of his blasts missed Vegeta and he heard a yelp. Biki heard the blast and ran out to see Trunks holding a dead Twinkles.
"You killed him!" She sobbed as she grabbed his small body into her hands. "Twinkles." Her voice more of a sob than angry.
"Im so...." Trunks started but was interupted.
"The brat didn't kill it. I did." Trunks turned to see Vegetas head down.
"But dad....."
"Shut up! I killed the damn dog!"
"Uncle Vegeta!!!! How could you!!!?"
"It was an accide..."
"Don't talk to me....murderer." He had heard much worse in his life, but none of them effected him like this. He looked up to see her run inside, and let a tear escape before replacing his rock hard mask.
"Lets finish our sparr brat" He was hoping he would loose the memory in pain...even if just for a moment.
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"Why? Why did it have to be him that found the tape?" Trunks pleaded silently. "After Bulma had convinced him to talk to her. He had found more than he had bargained for." The tape started and on the screen was a beautiful young violet-haired girl. She spoke.
"I am sorry, I had to leave. My place will easily be filled. Please give everything to Trunks and Bra. I will miss you all. Vegeta. Don't feel bad. I know it was an accident. I still love you. I know you killed him. Juu-chan told me. Im going to heaven or hell now. Which ever place I belong, I won't argue. I will be with the ones I love again. We weren't very happy, but we were a family. Me, my mom, daddy, and Twinkles. I will miss you all. Good bye."
Trunks looked at his father through tear filled eyes. Vegeta had found the tape and the body. She was still holding Twinkles when she died. They lived together, they died together, and they were buried together. Vegeta kneeled down in front of a lonely grave and placed a yellow carnation at the base of the tombstone before slowly walking off into the rain. He would never return to this site again, but it would never leave his thoughs.
"Trunks must have had the TV last."
Biki was Bulma's neice. She was staying with her aunt while her mommy went on a "long vacation" or however Bulma explained it. She knew the truth, but she didn't want to make Bulma cry. Her mother had died she knew it. Killed in a wild rage by her father. Someone had then killed him, but the answer to that question she didn't know.
"Biki. Go tell Vegeta and Trunks that its lunch time." Bulma's voice rang."
"Yeah, whatever." She interupted as she got up and walked out the door.
"Trunks!!!!! Uncle Vegeta!!!!!! Your poison is ready so get your un-evolved monkey butts down here!"
"Father! I don't know how much more of her I can take!"
"Shut-up, brat and lets go get our poison....er...um...lunch."
"Why do you allways stand up for her!? She is a bitch towards you too!"
"I don't stand up for her, now shut-up brat." Vegeta growled as he lowered himself out of the sky. He did always stand up for her. He knew it. Trunks didn't know how she felt. He never would, but *Vegeta* he knew all too well what it was to loose everything. When he found out about what happened to her mother, he knew he shouldn't had done it. He knew it would only make things worse for her. But his heart was his weakness and he couldn't resist killing the bastard that had caused so much pain to his wife and her neice.
"......oing to eat?" Vegeta quickly snapped out of his little world and back to the real one.
"Huh?" Vegeta turned to Bulma's concerned face.
"Vegeta, I said are you going to eat?"
"Of course onna!"
"What about you Biki?"
"I'm going by Pan's house. Atleast Videl can cook." Biki said sourly before slamming the door." Trunks growled at this.
"Dammit I can't take her and more!"He was the only one that didn't notice the tear on Biki's small face before the door slammed. Bra smacked her bother and stood to leave. She was stopped by her fathers deep voice.
"Sit down Bra."
"But...."
'Sit down Bra." He repeated slightly raising his voice.
"Hai."
Biki walked through the woods. She had pride. She didn't want anyone to see her this way. Bra and Bulma.....they were so sweet, but they were both carbon copies of her mother. Her mind left her feet to run and traveled back to a happier time.
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A year ago. Girls night out. Her, her mom, Aunt Bulma, and Bra went out to celebrate her birthday. Her mother Bikini, whom she was named after and dubbed Biki for short, was always the life of the party. She made everyone laugh. Dancing, shopping, icecream. She had hoped the night would never end. It ended with a group photo taken by a stanger they had found on the street. The night did end she knew it would. That didn't bother her to much. What ate at her nerves was knowing that they had to return home to *him*.
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When her flashback left her she found that she was no longer running. She was lying face down in the woods sobbing silently. She felt warm moisture on her cheek. She had run out of tears hours ago so she knew it wasn't that. She raised her head to see two beady black eyes, a cold nose, and whiskers staring back at her. A small black puppy with a white spot on his tail and each foot. She wiped her eyes and saw that it wasn't a mirage. She returned home at midnight clutching "twinkles" like he was life.
"Good, everyone is asleep." She said as she stumbled upstairs, only to find a set of eyes glaring at her. Vegeta was against the wall. His arms folded over his chest.
"Uncle Vegeta! Ummmmm...well.....I can explain." She started as she hid the dog behind her.
"Shut up brat. You can keep the damn dog."
"Thank you!!!!!" She screamed greatfully as she gave him a hug and ran to her room.
"Good night Uncle Veggie."
"Don't call me that!"
In the days after that, her and Twinkles were unseperable. She always had a smile on her face, her rude remarks stopped, and she was even nice to Trunks. He was her savior and she was his guardian angel. Bulma smiled as she saw them sleep together. The pain had passed and now they could be a family again. Bulma left to call Chichi. She had to find out the new gossip. She walked off unaware that she had lft the bedroom door open and a little Twinkles had escaped. Outside, Trunks and Vegeta went on with their usual sparring. Punches, kicks, blocks, and chi blasts escaped in every direction. Trunks smile faded as one of his blasts missed Vegeta and he heard a yelp. Biki heard the blast and ran out to see Trunks holding a dead Twinkles.
"You killed him!" She sobbed as she grabbed his small body into her hands. "Twinkles." Her voice more of a sob than angry.
"Im so...." Trunks started but was interupted.
"The brat didn't kill it. I did." Trunks turned to see Vegetas head down.
"But dad....."
"Shut up! I killed the damn dog!"
"Uncle Vegeta!!!! How could you!!!?"
"It was an accide..."
"Don't talk to me....murderer." He had heard much worse in his life, but none of them effected him like this. He looked up to see her run inside, and let a tear escape before replacing his rock hard mask.
"Lets finish our sparr brat" He was hoping he would loose the memory in pain...even if just for a moment.
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"Why? Why did it have to be him that found the tape?" Trunks pleaded silently. "After Bulma had convinced him to talk to her. He had found more than he had bargained for." The tape started and on the screen was a beautiful young violet-haired girl. She spoke.
"I am sorry, I had to leave. My place will easily be filled. Please give everything to Trunks and Bra. I will miss you all. Vegeta. Don't feel bad. I know it was an accident. I still love you. I know you killed him. Juu-chan told me. Im going to heaven or hell now. Which ever place I belong, I won't argue. I will be with the ones I love again. We weren't very happy, but we were a family. Me, my mom, daddy, and Twinkles. I will miss you all. Good bye."
Trunks looked at his father through tear filled eyes. Vegeta had found the tape and the body. She was still holding Twinkles when she died. They lived together, they died together, and they were buried together. Vegeta kneeled down in front of a lonely grave and placed a yellow carnation at the base of the tombstone before slowly walking off into the rain. He would never return to this site again, but it would never leave his thoughs.