Hey! What's up? It's me Faeo. My twin brother has been hogging the computer lately, trying to figure out how to move the bar on the bottom, to the top. He's spent 5 hours doing it, to no avail. It took me 5 SECONDS to show him how to do it *rolls eyes* I can't see I share HIS Kami-awful genes. So here is Chapter 3. Sorry Yamcha lovers, but he'll be coming back years from his death. Too bad *laughs evilly*! And, um, I put a little of myself into Atsu, she has a twin. That's it though, so don't kill me for it.
Oh, and Trunks is 14 in this chapter, same age as Atsu. That's how old he was when he first appeared. These lines ~~~~~~~~ means time has passed, and ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ means there is a dream going on. What else. . . Nope. Nutin'. Bye.
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It had been a month since Yamcha's death. Atsu had become everyone's new little sister, because she picked on them all mercilessly.
She lives at Capsule Corp., and evantually painted the room given to her by Bulma with dark colored murals, main navy blue and black.
Strangly, after Yamcha's death, no one could remember it, not even Atsu. Bulma and the gang figured he just ran off to France to flirt with women. Figures.
Atsu had also given herself a goal, to find out about her past. What had happened, and why she could not remember a thing, to fill the hole in the bottom of her heart that someone special was missing.
*Now that you're up to speed, let's begin!*
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"Atsu, hun, you feelin' okay?" Bulma felt the girl's forhead. Any colder and she'd be dead. "I feel fine Miss Bulma," Atsu growled. 'She's getting more like Vegeta every day.'
"Are you sure? I can hear you coughing at night, and you wake up so much during the night with nightmares of that strange girl killing herself. Maybe your from the future like Mirai Trunks," Bulma said with concern, putting down the paper for good and rested her head on her hand.
"I doubt it," Atsu said, fiddling with her eggs. "Miss Bulma, I'm not really hungry."
"That's it! Atsu, you are sick. Your not eating, your becoming even thinner *god, if that's possible. . .* than you were when we first met. And you were like a stick! Your eyes are always in pain and if your forehead was any colder you'd be DEAD!" Bulma yelled. "Now, go to bed!"
"Whatever," Atsu sighed and stumbeled to her room, tripping over her own feet. "What a klutz," Vegeta mumbeled from the frame of the backyard door.
"Nice to see you to, Vegeta," Bulma sipped her coffee. "There is oatmeal for you on the stove and you can eat Atsu's eggs too. She didn't really eat hers."
Vegeta grunted and proceeded to eat all of the oatmeal and eggs. "That's a record of, 10.6 seconds," Trunks said cheerfully from the doorway, stopwatch in hand. "Hi Miss Bulma!"
Bulma groaned, "Don't call me that. Only Atsu can. Call me Bulma or whatever, just drop the Miss." Her words fell on deaf ears as Trunks had already made a large sandwich out of several different things and scarfed it down.
"So, what's wrong with Atsu?" Trunks asked casually *I like that word*, licking mustard of his fingers. "I don't know, but I think it's more of a mental thing though. Probably because of those awful nightmares. She needs some sleep, she stayed up all night," Bulma said, heading to the lab to get started on her work.
"Oh, Bulma! I'm leaving this weekend. I finally fixed it!" Trunks yelled after her, pulling some steak out of the fridge.
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It was dark, damp and cold. There was no light, except for a soft, yellow beam that fell onto the perfect body of a beautiful Aisian girl. Her eyes, were a soft milk chocolate brown, but they reflected such pain, hurt, and love they were almost melting. Her hair was almost the same color, but more like a bay horse's mane. Her skin was a light brown, the girl was absolutely perfect in every aspect.
She was kneeled over gasping for breath, her hand clutching the area where her heart is, her soft eyes wide in pain. Atsu shivered, she knew what would happen. "Why, Tadashi? Why'd you leave me? Aishiteru. I love you. . ." Atsu saw the beautiful girl cry, the tears streamed down her face, and Atsu felt her pain, and warm tears streamed down her face as well. The pain of loving someone with all your soul, then a hard, cold, smack of reality knocks you senseless. The realization they do not return your unconditional love hurts. "Tadashi," the girl whispered,
"Itte Rasshai, Come back again. . . Come back to me. . ."
"Desyerae, Tadaima, I'm back," A blonde boy approached the girl in the light, he had a cold smirk all over his face. Atsu cringed at what would happen next. "Tadashi, you're back!" Desyrae smiled with glee, and ran to Tadashi, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Abunai, it's dangerous here. . ." Tadashi pulled away from Desyrae's embrace, smirking. Then his hands wrapped around her neck squeezing tight, killing her. Desyrae did not scream, just cried, "Aishiteru Tadashi, I love you. . ."
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Trunks was hanging over Atsu, shaking her back and forth, "Atsu, wake up. You were screaming. Did you have a nightmare again? You've been sleeping for over 12 hours."
"Hai," Atsu said, still shaking. "It's always about this girl, Desyrae. . . and her boyfriend, Tadashi."
Trunks raised his eyebrow, "Bulma's sending you to the Son's house this week. Chi Chi is good with medicine and cooks better, Miss Bulma is desperate to get your appetite back. I'm leaving today, I finally fixed the Time Machine," Trunks said. "O-Daijini, Take care, while I'm gone. Okay?"
"Yeah, sure. O-Daijini yourself," Atsu smiled wanly at her friend. "Make sure you come back soon. We'll miss you," she hugged Trunks tightly.
"Bye," Trunks said, walking out the door. "Bye," she waved.
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Bulma was bored. Atsu was at Chi Chi's, the little cat girl was sick. Trunks returned home, her parents on a business trip, leaving her at home by herself, with only Vegeta for company. 'And what great company he is' she though with disgust. He was so involved in his training it disgusted her.
Bulma heard the back door slam shut. "Before you yell at me for food, your dinner's on the table and already cooked!" Bulma yelled at Vegeta.
"Domo, Thanks," Vegeta said softly. Bulma's eyes widened, and she looked up from her book and stared at him in surprise. Her first reaction was too make fun of him, but this was a rare thing coming from his mouth, and she wanted to keep him in a good mood as long as possible.
Figures.
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Hey! I hope you like the third chapter. And Scary Bulma, I'm sorry I came off kinda harsh. Sumimasen, I'm sorry.
