A/N: B~chan thought I should add...that in this fic its an AU...which means Alternate Universe...its a fanfic..so ya'll should already know that...right? oo;
~*~*~*~
A loud yawn escaped Amai's mouth as she flipped through the pages of her history book.
"Only three more subjects to go..." she said aloud to herself.
But, even as she brought her pencil up to continue working, her blue eyes drifted to window and looked longingly out to the glistening sun, and the cool breeze that whipped through the high branches of the pines.
"Maybe if I just climb out the window ... and lay out there for awhile... Mom'll never know..." she thought.
She grinned; It hadn't been the first time she had done this. All she had to do was tell her mom that she didn't want to be disturbed for awhile, because she was really getting into this one paticular chapter, and she could escape for just a little while ... her mom never the wiser.
But ,just as Amai had started to leave her seat, she heard two familar voices drift on the breeze through her open window.
"So are you gonna ask her out?" came the first voice, who belonged to her 16-year-old brother Goten.
"I don't know..." came the reply from Trunks.
Amai blinked. She could find out who Trunks really liked! A mischievous grin spread across her face as she sat silently in her seat, continuing her work, but all the while she listening intently to their conversation.
Goten laughed. "She'd prob'ly say no anyway!"
A thud was heard.
"Hey, ow!" her brother yelled through his laughter.
"That wasn't funny Goten. You're supposed to lift my spirits, not put them down!"
"Sorry..."
"Yeah, whatever, but I can't decide which one..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I like both of them..."
"Both? That creates a problem..."
"Ya think?" Trunks kidded.
"So which one do you like best?"
Amai concealed her squeal of excitement; Now was the time she'd find out! But their voices had dropped a few decibles and she leaned toward the window, holding on to her desk.
There was a bit of silence, for it seemed Trunks was thinking his answer over.
"I suppose that I like..."
Amai leaned in closer not being able to hear very well.
"What? I didn't hear you," Goten said.
Trunks sighed and began again. "I said that I liked..."
Amai still leaned closer and gave a suprised yelp as her chair slid out from under her, and she ended up landing fast and hard on the hardwood floor.
"Did you hear that?" Trunks asked.
"That loud bang?"
"Yeah."
"Mom must have dropped something. Lets go see if Amai's done studying yet."
Hearing her name, Amai jumped up and placed her chair back and continued to work on her history work, her face bright red from embarrasment and hitting the floor.
A few short minutes later there was a brief knock at her door, and she let out a bored "Come in."
Goten pushed the door open and stepped a weighted shoe into her room.
"Ready to train?" he asked.
Amai looked up and shut her book. "I thought you guys would never ask!"
Goten smiled. "Get dressed, we'll meet you out front."
Amai nodded and shut her door, and windows and then quickly dressed into her training suit. The suit looked exactly like her father's, though she did not wear the orange shirt, but a navy blue one; On her wrists were weighted sweat bands, and her shoes were weighted as well.
Once she was all dressed, she again opened her windows, then ran out her door, through the hallway, and out to the front, waving a 'goodbye' to her mother.
"Now, boys, be easy on her!" Chi chi yelled from the kitchen.
Amai groaned and jumped into the sky to follow her brother and his friend and charged a bit to catch up, her arms down by her side in the same style as the two boys beside her.
"If you can't keep up with us that's all right." Goten said over to her. "We've been training longer than you."
Amai grinned. "So you think."
Trunks blinked. "You've been training?"
Amai nodded. "Gohan trains me and Pan all the time."
Goten smirked to Trunks. "I guess we better be careful."
Trunks laughed. "Yeah."
Amai smirked inwardly. "You just wait, you guys," she thought to herslef. "You just wait..."
~*~*~*~*~
"Here we are," Goten announced.
The three teenagers landed softly on the green grass and began to stretch.
"Now, Amai, we're going to train in super Saiyan form for awhile. You can do your own thing until we're done."
Amai frowned; She hated being excluded, escpecially in training, but she nodded and muttered an "Okay".
Goten smiled. "Good, then."
The two boys quickly changed into their super saiyan forms. Their eyes flashed a bright green, their hair glowed yellow, and each of them faced the other in their fighting stances.
Amai had watched them in awe. She had seen them all change before, but each time it seemed to be more awesome than the last. She just hoped that one day, she too would be able to change.
After watching them spar for awhile, she began to do push ups, curl ups, pull ups and different jumping routines. She didn't notice that the boys were watching until she has stopped to take a small water break.
"Man, you really go at it," Goten said, smiling. "I'm surprised."
Amai smiled. "Thanks, Goten. You guys are pretty awesome yourselves!"
Trunks grinned and whiped some sweat from his brow. "Thanks. Hey, have you ever tried to go super?"
Amai splashed some water on her face, as she knelt over the small stream located near by.
"Yeah, I have, when Gohan was teaching me."
Trunks and Goten exchanged looks and they both nodded.
"You want us to help you?" Goten asked.
Amai turned and whiped her face on the bottom of her shirt, revealing her nicely toned abs for a brief few seconds.
"Yeah, I'd appreciate it!" she said smiling.
Trunks smiled. "Great, first you want to get into your charging stance."
Amai nodded and stood, her legs some what apart and her fists clenched in front of her.
"Now close your eyes and awaken all the power within you, then bring it to the surface," Goten instructed.
Amai did as she was told and closed her eyes. A blue auroa formed around her as it always did when she charged, but this time she searched deep within her body for anymore spare power. Lightning bolts jumped from her hands to her legs, and from her head to her chest.
Her two friends watched, smiling. She definetly was more powerful then they had thought. They just hoped it would be enough for her to transform.
Sweat now trickled down Amai's face. She could feel her power increasing ever so slightly, though she knew it was not enough yet. Then just when it seemed to be peaking, her energy started slacking off, and images of Gohan beaten, her running, and five figures flashed through her brain. She tried to keep her power level up, but it kept dropping, and a large black hand extended toward her and started to pull her in ... farther into the darkness ... and she became weaker ... and weaker...
"Amai!" Trunks yelled, shaking her.
Amai groaned and opened her eyes to see the two worried faces of Trunks and Goten.
"Are you okay?" Goten asked.
"W-what happened?"
"You passed out," Trunks answered.
"You were trying too hard," Goten said sadly. "We shouldn't have let you try and go super this early."
Amai sat up. She felt all right. Her head hurt some, but other than that, she felt perfeclty normal. It was as if nothing had ever drained her energy... But if nothing had ... then what could explain what had happened?
"Are you sure you're okay?" Trunks asked.
Amai stood and powered up.
"I don't understand it." she said.
Goten raised a brow. "What?"
"When I was charging, it felt as though someone was draining me of my energy, so that I couldn't go super Saiyan."
Trunks blinked. "We didn't sense anybody."
Amai uncharged. "Neither did I, but I saw this image, of Gohan laying there on the ground beaten and I was running toward him, but then he vanished and five figures appeared."
"Weird..." the two boys whispered together.
"And then this big hand reached out and grabbed me and pulled me down ... and I felt myself getting weaker."
"I think you're just hungry," Trunks kidded. "I mean you haven't eaten lunch yet."
"No, that's not it! I had a similar dream like this last night!"
"I think you should talk to Dende about it," Goten mused. "Or at least Piccolo. They might be able to help."
Amai nodded. "All right."
"Lets get back to the house. I believe we've all trained enough for today."
Amai sighed. What did the dream mean?
~*~*~*~
A loud yawn escaped Amai's mouth as she flipped through the pages of her history book.
"Only three more subjects to go..." she said aloud to herself.
But, even as she brought her pencil up to continue working, her blue eyes drifted to window and looked longingly out to the glistening sun, and the cool breeze that whipped through the high branches of the pines.
"Maybe if I just climb out the window ... and lay out there for awhile... Mom'll never know..." she thought.
She grinned; It hadn't been the first time she had done this. All she had to do was tell her mom that she didn't want to be disturbed for awhile, because she was really getting into this one paticular chapter, and she could escape for just a little while ... her mom never the wiser.
But ,just as Amai had started to leave her seat, she heard two familar voices drift on the breeze through her open window.
"So are you gonna ask her out?" came the first voice, who belonged to her 16-year-old brother Goten.
"I don't know..." came the reply from Trunks.
Amai blinked. She could find out who Trunks really liked! A mischievous grin spread across her face as she sat silently in her seat, continuing her work, but all the while she listening intently to their conversation.
Goten laughed. "She'd prob'ly say no anyway!"
A thud was heard.
"Hey, ow!" her brother yelled through his laughter.
"That wasn't funny Goten. You're supposed to lift my spirits, not put them down!"
"Sorry..."
"Yeah, whatever, but I can't decide which one..."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I like both of them..."
"Both? That creates a problem..."
"Ya think?" Trunks kidded.
"So which one do you like best?"
Amai concealed her squeal of excitement; Now was the time she'd find out! But their voices had dropped a few decibles and she leaned toward the window, holding on to her desk.
There was a bit of silence, for it seemed Trunks was thinking his answer over.
"I suppose that I like..."
Amai leaned in closer not being able to hear very well.
"What? I didn't hear you," Goten said.
Trunks sighed and began again. "I said that I liked..."
Amai still leaned closer and gave a suprised yelp as her chair slid out from under her, and she ended up landing fast and hard on the hardwood floor.
"Did you hear that?" Trunks asked.
"That loud bang?"
"Yeah."
"Mom must have dropped something. Lets go see if Amai's done studying yet."
Hearing her name, Amai jumped up and placed her chair back and continued to work on her history work, her face bright red from embarrasment and hitting the floor.
A few short minutes later there was a brief knock at her door, and she let out a bored "Come in."
Goten pushed the door open and stepped a weighted shoe into her room.
"Ready to train?" he asked.
Amai looked up and shut her book. "I thought you guys would never ask!"
Goten smiled. "Get dressed, we'll meet you out front."
Amai nodded and shut her door, and windows and then quickly dressed into her training suit. The suit looked exactly like her father's, though she did not wear the orange shirt, but a navy blue one; On her wrists were weighted sweat bands, and her shoes were weighted as well.
Once she was all dressed, she again opened her windows, then ran out her door, through the hallway, and out to the front, waving a 'goodbye' to her mother.
"Now, boys, be easy on her!" Chi chi yelled from the kitchen.
Amai groaned and jumped into the sky to follow her brother and his friend and charged a bit to catch up, her arms down by her side in the same style as the two boys beside her.
"If you can't keep up with us that's all right." Goten said over to her. "We've been training longer than you."
Amai grinned. "So you think."
Trunks blinked. "You've been training?"
Amai nodded. "Gohan trains me and Pan all the time."
Goten smirked to Trunks. "I guess we better be careful."
Trunks laughed. "Yeah."
Amai smirked inwardly. "You just wait, you guys," she thought to herslef. "You just wait..."
~*~*~*~*~
"Here we are," Goten announced.
The three teenagers landed softly on the green grass and began to stretch.
"Now, Amai, we're going to train in super Saiyan form for awhile. You can do your own thing until we're done."
Amai frowned; She hated being excluded, escpecially in training, but she nodded and muttered an "Okay".
Goten smiled. "Good, then."
The two boys quickly changed into their super saiyan forms. Their eyes flashed a bright green, their hair glowed yellow, and each of them faced the other in their fighting stances.
Amai had watched them in awe. She had seen them all change before, but each time it seemed to be more awesome than the last. She just hoped that one day, she too would be able to change.
After watching them spar for awhile, she began to do push ups, curl ups, pull ups and different jumping routines. She didn't notice that the boys were watching until she has stopped to take a small water break.
"Man, you really go at it," Goten said, smiling. "I'm surprised."
Amai smiled. "Thanks, Goten. You guys are pretty awesome yourselves!"
Trunks grinned and whiped some sweat from his brow. "Thanks. Hey, have you ever tried to go super?"
Amai splashed some water on her face, as she knelt over the small stream located near by.
"Yeah, I have, when Gohan was teaching me."
Trunks and Goten exchanged looks and they both nodded.
"You want us to help you?" Goten asked.
Amai turned and whiped her face on the bottom of her shirt, revealing her nicely toned abs for a brief few seconds.
"Yeah, I'd appreciate it!" she said smiling.
Trunks smiled. "Great, first you want to get into your charging stance."
Amai nodded and stood, her legs some what apart and her fists clenched in front of her.
"Now close your eyes and awaken all the power within you, then bring it to the surface," Goten instructed.
Amai did as she was told and closed her eyes. A blue auroa formed around her as it always did when she charged, but this time she searched deep within her body for anymore spare power. Lightning bolts jumped from her hands to her legs, and from her head to her chest.
Her two friends watched, smiling. She definetly was more powerful then they had thought. They just hoped it would be enough for her to transform.
Sweat now trickled down Amai's face. She could feel her power increasing ever so slightly, though she knew it was not enough yet. Then just when it seemed to be peaking, her energy started slacking off, and images of Gohan beaten, her running, and five figures flashed through her brain. She tried to keep her power level up, but it kept dropping, and a large black hand extended toward her and started to pull her in ... farther into the darkness ... and she became weaker ... and weaker...
"Amai!" Trunks yelled, shaking her.
Amai groaned and opened her eyes to see the two worried faces of Trunks and Goten.
"Are you okay?" Goten asked.
"W-what happened?"
"You passed out," Trunks answered.
"You were trying too hard," Goten said sadly. "We shouldn't have let you try and go super this early."
Amai sat up. She felt all right. Her head hurt some, but other than that, she felt perfeclty normal. It was as if nothing had ever drained her energy... But if nothing had ... then what could explain what had happened?
"Are you sure you're okay?" Trunks asked.
Amai stood and powered up.
"I don't understand it." she said.
Goten raised a brow. "What?"
"When I was charging, it felt as though someone was draining me of my energy, so that I couldn't go super Saiyan."
Trunks blinked. "We didn't sense anybody."
Amai uncharged. "Neither did I, but I saw this image, of Gohan laying there on the ground beaten and I was running toward him, but then he vanished and five figures appeared."
"Weird..." the two boys whispered together.
"And then this big hand reached out and grabbed me and pulled me down ... and I felt myself getting weaker."
"I think you're just hungry," Trunks kidded. "I mean you haven't eaten lunch yet."
"No, that's not it! I had a similar dream like this last night!"
"I think you should talk to Dende about it," Goten mused. "Or at least Piccolo. They might be able to help."
Amai nodded. "All right."
"Lets get back to the house. I believe we've all trained enough for today."
Amai sighed. What did the dream mean?