Here it is! Chapter three of Son Usagi! If you are wondering where the
first two chapters are, just look under Kawiibaka's fics. She wrote the
first two chapters, and unsure of how to continue, she let me take it
up! Hope you guys like!

Sailor Moon and Dragon Ball Z don't belong to me. Hope you aren't too
shocked.



Son Usagi: chapter 3



~Flashback~


"How can they protect her if they don't even know there's a
threat?!" Hakura shouted, glaring at Setsuna. "We can protect Usa far
better then they can anyday!"

"The Son and Brief families are very strong, Hakura, despite
what you may think. Usagi will be safer with them for now," Setsuna
replied calmly. "There are far more of them then there are of us, and
he is unlikely to have the power to defeat them all."

"They won't know anything though!"

"Relax Hakura. Everything will turn out alright."

All further conversation on the topic was interrupted as Usagi
and Hotoru came through the door, bags in both hands and laughing.


~End Flashback~



"Have you found her yet?" an irritated voice demanded through
the mirror that worked as the communicators.

"N...no My Lord," the scared general stumbled, trying not to
meet the eye's of his prince. "My troops are still searching the city
for the one you described. We…..we believe she may have left the city
unfortunately."

"Well find her, fool," the prince said, his voice soft with an
unnamed threat.

"Aye, My Lord."



Usagi walked out of her parent's home. She still had trouble
seeing it as her home too, mostly because she didn't think she would be
here for very long. She was already in her late teens anyway, so even
if she didn't go back to live with the sailor senshi, she would only be
living in the forest home for a year or so anyway.

Just as she closed the door, she saw a car pull up. She smiled
when she saw the tall pointed black hair through the windshield. She
ran up to where the car parked to meet the Sayijin prince and his
"mate."

"Vegita-san! Bulma-obassan!"

"Gigi!" Bulma replied, wrapping her arms around the teen.
Vegita only smirked in the way he does so often. "Are you ready for the
picnic?" she asked as she pulled away, smiling.

"Picnic?" Usagi asked, confused.

"Bulma! You weren't supposed to tell her!" Usagi turned to see
her mom come out of the house, frowning.

"Aw, common Chichi. It's no big deal! She would have found out
in a few minutes anyway." Chichi did not look convinced. She stood
halfway between the house and the small group, her arms crossed in
front of her.

"Chichi-mama, what picnic?" Usagi asked, looking at her mother.
Chichi sighed, letting her arms fall to her sides.

"Well, it was going to be a surprise, but we decided to drag
everyone out on a picnic. It would be a good chance to relax, and I
thought a great way to celebrate your return. But SOMEONE had to ruin
the surprise!" Chichi said, glaring at Bulma. Usagi didn't seem to
care, running up to her mom and, laughing, hugged her.

"But it is a surprise! I love it! Where are we going?!" she
asked excitedly, her words blending together until they almost sounded
like one.



Trunks fumbled with the towel, trying to dry his hair. He had
just stepped from the shower and knew he was already running late. He
just felt nervous for some reason, and wanted to make sure he looked
okay. He tried to rush. Letting the towel he wore around his waist drop
to the floor, he pulled on his boxers and then a pair of loose fitting
jeans. He pulled a tight black t-shirt over his head and then grabbed a
white dress shirt over it, rolling the sleeves up to his elbows. He
pulled on his boots and, taking a quick look at himself in the mirror,
ran down the stairs.

Silence met him. His parents were nowhere to be found.

"They left without me?!" he shouted to the empty house.



Usagi smiled as she and her mother stepped from the car. She
wore a light blue sundress that fell to just above her knees. Her hair
was out from its normal odongo, instead braided down her back. The
bottom of the braid was looped up to the top, so that her hair only
fell to her lower back.

"So she really did come back. I was beginning to think it was
some big lie meant to trick me." Usagi chuckled as she walked up to the
group and hugged the smiling Yamcha. "Woah, look at you. Defiantly not
the three year old kid I saw last," he said as they stepped apart.

"Yah, that happens after thirteen years," Usa said, grinning.

"Welcome back, brat." Usagi turned and saw Piccolo landing on
the ground not far away. Rolling her eyes, she smiled and replied.

"Hey, Pick-o." She started laughing under her breath as she saw
the Namek frown. She had started calling Piccolo, Pick-o when she first
began to talk, and when Gohan reminded her the night before, she knew
she would never be able to resist calling him that again.

The greetings continued on for several minutes as Usagi did her
best to recall everything she remembered from when she was a toddler
about the people with her. Her memory was helped by the procedure
Setsuna had put her through before she left, pulling back some of her
older memories from the hidden parts of her mind. 'Defiantly some perks
to having a master of time as a friend,' she thought, smiling as she
kneeled down, hugging Puar.



Trunks finally reached the forest clearing that they were
having the picnic in. Everyone was already unpacking the food and
unfolding blankets, except for his father. He could hear Vegita
mumbling about wastes of time until Usagi looked over at him. The
female half sayijin seemed to be pouting, but from where Trunks stood,
he couldn't be sure. Vegita noticed her and, to his son's shock, began
laughing! Usagi smiled and went back to what she had been doing.

Trunks found his eyes drawn to the younger female. His mouth
felt dry and he was unable to form words as he watched her.

"Trunks!" His attention was drawn away as he saw his mother had
seen him. "About time. We were wondering when you were going to get
here. Come on and help out!" He turned his head to Usagi again to find
her watching him. Smiling, she gestured for him to come over.

"Help me unpack the food, Trunks."



"I've found her, your highness." The prince grinned, bushing
away a lock of silver hair from his eyes.

"Get her."




Alright! There it is! I know, I know, short, but I've found that as
long as I keep it about this length, it's much easier to get chapters
out more quickly. I'll try to get another chapter of my other two fics
out soon as well. Hope you liked!


~Jade Nova
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