Howdy Ho!! This is a Jim/Aisha; OLS/DBZ; Romantic/Action Adventure. This is my first attempt at writing ANYTHING except research papers for school so please be kind and review. If you like this type of story and other Jim/Aisha crossover ones, read "The Unleashing" by David Goldsmith, its great. Well anyway, I don't own OLS or DBZ, if I did, why would I be writing for free???
... for all the rest of time..
It had been six years sense the crew of the Outlaw Star returned from their quest to the Galactic Layline. Gene, Melphina, Suzuka, Jim, and Aisha still banded together at Starwind and Hawking, doing whatever they could to pay for the constant repairs to the XGP and still trying to "make it big". Not allot has happened in six years. Gene and Melphina were close, extremely close, following the events that took place inside the Layline. Suzuka spent most of her time watching soap operas and accompany the crew on jobs. Aisha mostly lay around, taking frequent catnaps and eating everything in site. The group's appearance hadn't changed much either. Gene wore a few new battle scars. Suzuka had a small wrinkle under her left eye, which everyone kept in silence about in fear of being killed. Melphina and Aisha hadn't changed at all, seeing how Ctarl-Ctarl age much slower than humans, and bio androids, well, don't age at all. Jim on the other hand was different. The now seventeen year old stood 6ft tall, eye to eye with Gene. He had gone through several growing spurts, the most recent having just started. His voice had deepened, and had grown into a husky build. He still had the same sandy blond hair that shot out in all directions, and was beginning to feel whiskers starting to fill in. The most noticeable change in Jim was not his appearance, but in his personality.
Around the age of fifteen, Jim had started to pull away from the others; he lost his innocent child like attitude and began to take every aspect of life seriously. Not to mention that he developed a temper that only took a little nudge to set off. Jim had heard all the explanations a million times "its natural for a boy that age", "puberty is hard on everyone", and his favorite "its not you, it's the hormones". Jim knew it was something more. He had never known his parents. Both his father and mother had died when Jim was still an infant. He was shuffled around from orphanage to orphanage until he ran away. Luckily for him a certain outlaw found him and took him in. Jim had always thought about his parents but decided it was best not to pry too deeply. Little did Jim know what was in store for him.
A Normal Day
Jim sat in front of his computer pecking away as usual. Trying to find the cheapest parts for the XGP was a tedious job to say the least. He had been working harder than ever lately, not having much time to work on his car or add to his antique CD collection. Melphina stood in the kitchen cleaning up after lunch while Suzuka sat on the couch sipping tea and watching a talk show. For once Aisha was in the training yard, doing flips and kick on rubber dummies Jim had built.
Suddenly the door flew open and slammed against the wall as Gene stepped in with a very pissed off look on his face.
"Jim, do you remember that escaped con that we took in last week?"
"Yea, did the cops ever pay up?"
"Yep, seems they paid the 5,000 wong."
"Then what's the problem?" Jim asked feeling annoyed.
"They paid the 5,000 to the wrong guy!!!"
"What do you mean Gene, its not like they hand over that much cash to someone unless they can prove who they are?"
"I know Jim" Gene said as he got out pistol and began examining it "turns out its some little rat that goes by the name Todd Stanfold, apparently he maid a fake bounty hunter license with my name on it and collected the cash."
"Are the cops going after him?" Melphina asked as she exited the kitchen.
"Are you kidding, they've got their man, what do they care where the money goes." Gene said as he loaded the second clip.
"So Gene," Suzuka said as the turned the TV off, "what do you propose we do about it?"
"Well, I was thinking we find Todd, and beat the living crap out of him until he gives us our money!" Gene replied as he holstered his gun. "I heard he hangs around a bar on the cities south side. He is bound to have a few friends there with him, Jim go get Aisha, I'm sure she will be up to a bar brawl."
Jim headed outside still hearing the sounds of Aisha flying through the air and killing the plastic dummies. He stood at the entrance to the lot for a moment watching Aisha. She still wore her Ctarl-Ctarl uniform with her platinum white hair braided down her back held by a gold ring. She always seemed so proud of her people, Jim often wondered if his heritage was that noble. He always had a spot in his heart for her, at first she was just like a sister but lately, Jim knew he had been seeing her in a different way. He knew Gene wanted to go, and figured if he stood there watching her much longer he might get caught.
"Hey Aisha." Jim yelled.
"Huh?" Aisha mumbled as her ears stood up. She turned around and saw Jim standing in the doorway. She stared at him for a minute, thinking to herself about what a hansom young man Jim had grown into.
The stare lasted longer than either had expected, as both of them started to blush.
"Whach want Jim, some fighting pointers?" Aisha said as she crouched at Jim acting like she was going to attack.
"No, not today, we have to go and get some weasel that took our money from that con we caught last week. Gene said we may need you help."
"Of course you need my help, why with out me all three of you would end up in the hospital." Aisha said in her usual, proud to be a Ctarl-Ctarl voice.
"Well come on, Gene and Suzuka are waiting."
Aisha ran to Jim's side as the two walked through the office to the car outside.
Jim hated walking this close to Aisha, she was probably the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, and just the presence of her close to him made him get that warm and fuzzy feeling in his paints.
"Jim, are you going to protect me if we get in a fight today?" Aisha said jokingly.
"I doubt it Aisha, you'll probably end up protecting me again."
It was true, Aisha thought, although he was big and strong Jim couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper sack. Aisha looked at Jim's chest admiring how he had filled out, he had a barrel chest that filled his black T-shirt well. Aisha had to quit staring as she too began to get a warm fuzzy feeling in her paints. Aisha wished he would talk to her, she noticed more than anyone else how disconnected Jim had become. She could also tell that something was really troubling him.
As they passed the living room Melphina wished them good luck, and told them not to get hurt. The two walked the rest of the way to the car in silence.
~~:*:~~
The bar was down a dark alley in the basement of an old turbine factory which had long sense been abandoned. Everything about the place made the group feel uneasy. As they made their way down the stairs Jim put on a pair of mirrored glasses and they entered the bar. Inside was a group of about twenty people, some sat at tables while most sat at the bar hugging a drink. The only sound came from an old TV that was showing a wrestling match. Gene entered first followed by Suzuka and Aisha with Jim bringing up the rear.
Gene scanned the crowd and found the one person that matched the officers description. As he made his way over to him Aisha and Suzuka stood on either ends of the dark room as Jim leaned against the back wall. Although it seemed like four strangers just carelessly waltzed into the bar, it was actually a well-planed action. Gene would go over and talk to the rat while Aisha and Suzuka watched his back. Jim would stand with his back to a wall and scan the entire crowd, his mirrored glasses hiding his eye movements.
Gene confidently approached the little balding man. He knew his type too, just a little man trying to act big. He had spread word around town that he had been a big shot member of the planets military, truth was he was a manager for the officer's golf coarse.
"Well well, if it isn't Todd Stanfold." Gene said in a condescending tone.
"Well well, if it isn't Gene Starwind." Todd replied without turning his head.
"I guess you know what I've come for then Todd."
"I guess it would be the 5,000 wong Gene." Todd said as he spun the stool around facing Gene "But how will you go about getting it, I saw you enter with three people, there are about fifteen in here that will back me up."
With that said Jim saw a glimmer as the person standing behind Suzuka pulled out a knife.
"SUZUKA BEHIND YOU!!!" Jim yelled as Suzuka spun effortlessly around and planted her heel in the guy's temple. As he fell to the floor the overwhelming sound of chairs being pushed out drowned out the television, *here we go again* Jim thought.
Gene and Todd west one on one while Aisha and Suzuka wasted no time laying waist to the small gang that had risen to their feet. Jim found it humorous every time Aisha grabbed someone by their leg and used them as a club. Just as he was admiring her latest example a bottle broke over his head and someone wrapped their arms around his neck. Jim backed up full force crushing his attacker between his back and the bar's stone wall. Two more charged him as he realized his scalp was bleeding from the bottle. He sidestepped the first one and upon planting his knee deep into the man's abdomen heard a satisfying "oooff" as he fell to the ground in pain. The other one punched Jim square in the face shattering his glasses, as Jim stumbled back the man quickly followed with two swift hooks to his gut. Jim was able to block his assailant's next punch and lift him up throwing him over the bar. As Jim was turning around to see how the others were faring a streak of pain erupted across his back as he was hit with a metal pipe. He went down on all fours and rolled over leaning against the bar desperately trying to catch his breath. Unable to move, Jim could only watch as his attacker pivoted the pipe above his shoulder like a baseball player and said "night night". Jim watched in slow motion as the man began to swing the pipe at his head. Fortunately from across the room Aisha saw the man with the pipe standing over Jim and with all of her strength threw her human club at him knocking the man into the wall and out cold.
Aisha ran over to Jim and took his face in her hands.
"Jim..... Jim...... are you ok Jim?"
"I'm fine Aisha, I just think I..." Jim stopped his sentence as he saw something in her eyes he had never noticed before. She had helped him lots of times after a fight, but all those times he never saw this expression. It was pain.
She hated seeing Jim like this, laying there with a trickle of blood from his scalp and his right eye already starting to swell. For some reason it really got to her this time as a single tear ran down her cheek. She tried to brush it away as Jim got up.
As Jim stood up he never took his eyes off of Aisha, and saw a tear fall. He reached over and caressed Aisha's cheek where the tear had been. She almost purred as his hand glided over her face.
"Its ok Aisha." He whispered.
"I know Jim." She whispered back.
... well that's the first one. Please review, if you don't have time just write one of the following: Great, Good, OK, Bad, or Go Jump Off A Bridge. Oh yea, Todd Stanfold is an inside joke with some friends of mine who have probably crapped their pants laughing by now. Sorry todd.
... for all the rest of time..
It had been six years sense the crew of the Outlaw Star returned from their quest to the Galactic Layline. Gene, Melphina, Suzuka, Jim, and Aisha still banded together at Starwind and Hawking, doing whatever they could to pay for the constant repairs to the XGP and still trying to "make it big". Not allot has happened in six years. Gene and Melphina were close, extremely close, following the events that took place inside the Layline. Suzuka spent most of her time watching soap operas and accompany the crew on jobs. Aisha mostly lay around, taking frequent catnaps and eating everything in site. The group's appearance hadn't changed much either. Gene wore a few new battle scars. Suzuka had a small wrinkle under her left eye, which everyone kept in silence about in fear of being killed. Melphina and Aisha hadn't changed at all, seeing how Ctarl-Ctarl age much slower than humans, and bio androids, well, don't age at all. Jim on the other hand was different. The now seventeen year old stood 6ft tall, eye to eye with Gene. He had gone through several growing spurts, the most recent having just started. His voice had deepened, and had grown into a husky build. He still had the same sandy blond hair that shot out in all directions, and was beginning to feel whiskers starting to fill in. The most noticeable change in Jim was not his appearance, but in his personality.
Around the age of fifteen, Jim had started to pull away from the others; he lost his innocent child like attitude and began to take every aspect of life seriously. Not to mention that he developed a temper that only took a little nudge to set off. Jim had heard all the explanations a million times "its natural for a boy that age", "puberty is hard on everyone", and his favorite "its not you, it's the hormones". Jim knew it was something more. He had never known his parents. Both his father and mother had died when Jim was still an infant. He was shuffled around from orphanage to orphanage until he ran away. Luckily for him a certain outlaw found him and took him in. Jim had always thought about his parents but decided it was best not to pry too deeply. Little did Jim know what was in store for him.
A Normal Day
Jim sat in front of his computer pecking away as usual. Trying to find the cheapest parts for the XGP was a tedious job to say the least. He had been working harder than ever lately, not having much time to work on his car or add to his antique CD collection. Melphina stood in the kitchen cleaning up after lunch while Suzuka sat on the couch sipping tea and watching a talk show. For once Aisha was in the training yard, doing flips and kick on rubber dummies Jim had built.
Suddenly the door flew open and slammed against the wall as Gene stepped in with a very pissed off look on his face.
"Jim, do you remember that escaped con that we took in last week?"
"Yea, did the cops ever pay up?"
"Yep, seems they paid the 5,000 wong."
"Then what's the problem?" Jim asked feeling annoyed.
"They paid the 5,000 to the wrong guy!!!"
"What do you mean Gene, its not like they hand over that much cash to someone unless they can prove who they are?"
"I know Jim" Gene said as he got out pistol and began examining it "turns out its some little rat that goes by the name Todd Stanfold, apparently he maid a fake bounty hunter license with my name on it and collected the cash."
"Are the cops going after him?" Melphina asked as she exited the kitchen.
"Are you kidding, they've got their man, what do they care where the money goes." Gene said as he loaded the second clip.
"So Gene," Suzuka said as the turned the TV off, "what do you propose we do about it?"
"Well, I was thinking we find Todd, and beat the living crap out of him until he gives us our money!" Gene replied as he holstered his gun. "I heard he hangs around a bar on the cities south side. He is bound to have a few friends there with him, Jim go get Aisha, I'm sure she will be up to a bar brawl."
Jim headed outside still hearing the sounds of Aisha flying through the air and killing the plastic dummies. He stood at the entrance to the lot for a moment watching Aisha. She still wore her Ctarl-Ctarl uniform with her platinum white hair braided down her back held by a gold ring. She always seemed so proud of her people, Jim often wondered if his heritage was that noble. He always had a spot in his heart for her, at first she was just like a sister but lately, Jim knew he had been seeing her in a different way. He knew Gene wanted to go, and figured if he stood there watching her much longer he might get caught.
"Hey Aisha." Jim yelled.
"Huh?" Aisha mumbled as her ears stood up. She turned around and saw Jim standing in the doorway. She stared at him for a minute, thinking to herself about what a hansom young man Jim had grown into.
The stare lasted longer than either had expected, as both of them started to blush.
"Whach want Jim, some fighting pointers?" Aisha said as she crouched at Jim acting like she was going to attack.
"No, not today, we have to go and get some weasel that took our money from that con we caught last week. Gene said we may need you help."
"Of course you need my help, why with out me all three of you would end up in the hospital." Aisha said in her usual, proud to be a Ctarl-Ctarl voice.
"Well come on, Gene and Suzuka are waiting."
Aisha ran to Jim's side as the two walked through the office to the car outside.
Jim hated walking this close to Aisha, she was probably the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, and just the presence of her close to him made him get that warm and fuzzy feeling in his paints.
"Jim, are you going to protect me if we get in a fight today?" Aisha said jokingly.
"I doubt it Aisha, you'll probably end up protecting me again."
It was true, Aisha thought, although he was big and strong Jim couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper sack. Aisha looked at Jim's chest admiring how he had filled out, he had a barrel chest that filled his black T-shirt well. Aisha had to quit staring as she too began to get a warm fuzzy feeling in her paints. Aisha wished he would talk to her, she noticed more than anyone else how disconnected Jim had become. She could also tell that something was really troubling him.
As they passed the living room Melphina wished them good luck, and told them not to get hurt. The two walked the rest of the way to the car in silence.
~~:*:~~
The bar was down a dark alley in the basement of an old turbine factory which had long sense been abandoned. Everything about the place made the group feel uneasy. As they made their way down the stairs Jim put on a pair of mirrored glasses and they entered the bar. Inside was a group of about twenty people, some sat at tables while most sat at the bar hugging a drink. The only sound came from an old TV that was showing a wrestling match. Gene entered first followed by Suzuka and Aisha with Jim bringing up the rear.
Gene scanned the crowd and found the one person that matched the officers description. As he made his way over to him Aisha and Suzuka stood on either ends of the dark room as Jim leaned against the back wall. Although it seemed like four strangers just carelessly waltzed into the bar, it was actually a well-planed action. Gene would go over and talk to the rat while Aisha and Suzuka watched his back. Jim would stand with his back to a wall and scan the entire crowd, his mirrored glasses hiding his eye movements.
Gene confidently approached the little balding man. He knew his type too, just a little man trying to act big. He had spread word around town that he had been a big shot member of the planets military, truth was he was a manager for the officer's golf coarse.
"Well well, if it isn't Todd Stanfold." Gene said in a condescending tone.
"Well well, if it isn't Gene Starwind." Todd replied without turning his head.
"I guess you know what I've come for then Todd."
"I guess it would be the 5,000 wong Gene." Todd said as he spun the stool around facing Gene "But how will you go about getting it, I saw you enter with three people, there are about fifteen in here that will back me up."
With that said Jim saw a glimmer as the person standing behind Suzuka pulled out a knife.
"SUZUKA BEHIND YOU!!!" Jim yelled as Suzuka spun effortlessly around and planted her heel in the guy's temple. As he fell to the floor the overwhelming sound of chairs being pushed out drowned out the television, *here we go again* Jim thought.
Gene and Todd west one on one while Aisha and Suzuka wasted no time laying waist to the small gang that had risen to their feet. Jim found it humorous every time Aisha grabbed someone by their leg and used them as a club. Just as he was admiring her latest example a bottle broke over his head and someone wrapped their arms around his neck. Jim backed up full force crushing his attacker between his back and the bar's stone wall. Two more charged him as he realized his scalp was bleeding from the bottle. He sidestepped the first one and upon planting his knee deep into the man's abdomen heard a satisfying "oooff" as he fell to the ground in pain. The other one punched Jim square in the face shattering his glasses, as Jim stumbled back the man quickly followed with two swift hooks to his gut. Jim was able to block his assailant's next punch and lift him up throwing him over the bar. As Jim was turning around to see how the others were faring a streak of pain erupted across his back as he was hit with a metal pipe. He went down on all fours and rolled over leaning against the bar desperately trying to catch his breath. Unable to move, Jim could only watch as his attacker pivoted the pipe above his shoulder like a baseball player and said "night night". Jim watched in slow motion as the man began to swing the pipe at his head. Fortunately from across the room Aisha saw the man with the pipe standing over Jim and with all of her strength threw her human club at him knocking the man into the wall and out cold.
Aisha ran over to Jim and took his face in her hands.
"Jim..... Jim...... are you ok Jim?"
"I'm fine Aisha, I just think I..." Jim stopped his sentence as he saw something in her eyes he had never noticed before. She had helped him lots of times after a fight, but all those times he never saw this expression. It was pain.
She hated seeing Jim like this, laying there with a trickle of blood from his scalp and his right eye already starting to swell. For some reason it really got to her this time as a single tear ran down her cheek. She tried to brush it away as Jim got up.
As Jim stood up he never took his eyes off of Aisha, and saw a tear fall. He reached over and caressed Aisha's cheek where the tear had been. She almost purred as his hand glided over her face.
"Its ok Aisha." He whispered.
"I know Jim." She whispered back.
... well that's the first one. Please review, if you don't have time just write one of the following: Great, Good, OK, Bad, or Go Jump Off A Bridge. Oh yea, Todd Stanfold is an inside joke with some friends of mine who have probably crapped their pants laughing by now. Sorry todd.