Son Usagi, chapter 4



Hakura sighed, looking in Micheru's mirror at the pleasant
scene in the Black Forest.

"I miss Koneko already. And who is that boy looking at her?!"
Growling, she pounded her fist on the countertop. Micheru put the
mirror down and took Hakura's fist in her hands before she could pound
it again.

"Usagi will be fine, Hakura. You know that. Setsuna would never
let her out of our sight if she believed for a moment that the princess
was in danger."

"But Dimando..." Hakura protested, before she was interrupted.

"Setsuna knows the future. She won't tell us what she has
planned right now, but if she believes it is best for Usagi to go back
to her family right now, then we have no right to argue with her."
Micheru wrapped her arms around Hakura, trying to calm the taller
senshi down. "Until it is time for us to step in again, all we can do
is watch. Don't let that watching tear you apart, Hakura, please." Her
whispered plea finally relaxed Hakura's fists as she leaned against
Micheru for support.

"I won't."



The food was delicious, and if anyone had forgotten that Usagi
was half sayijin, the speed at which she ate reminded them instantly.
Usagi told the rest of them the edited version of the past thirteen
years when all of the food was finished, omitting how she was Sailor
Moon, along with a few more small points.

"So you are one of the Sailor senshi?!" Gohan asked, eyes wide.

"Hai."

"Have you ever met Sailor Moon?" Bulma asked, curiously. Usagi
chuckled and nodded. "Wow, to actually fight alongside Sailor Moon..."

Bulma drifted off, daydreaming.

"Woman, don't concern yourself with those weaklings." Bulma was
pulled from her daydream as Vegita began talking. "They are human girls
in skirts. From what I've seen, they have almost no ki control. Sure,
more then you, but not much more." He smirked faintly.

"Guess someone wants to sleep outside without dinner tonight,"
Bulma said softly, growling. Usagi tried to keep from laughing as she
watched Vegita turn to her, growling under his breath too as if in
challenge.

"Well, let's see how well those girls have trained you, brat."
Usagi turned to see Piccolo where he sat cross-legged under a tree. He
stood up, waiting for her.

"Alright, Pick-o," she replied, grinning in that way her father
did when he faced an enemy. As if she knew something the other didn't.
She stood up and followed as Piccolo flew into the sky. Vegita,
noticing what was happening, took into the air and followed, along with
Gokou, Gohan, and Trunks.




The man who watched from the cover of the trees smiled. The
test would be the perfect time to move. His attack would blend in with
those of the fighters if he was careful enough, and they would never
know what happened until it was too late.



Usagi leaped backward, just in time to avoid the blast thrown
from Piccolo's hands. Vegita frowned as he watched.

"You are too slow. You need to train." Usagi heard him and
turned her head, lifting an eyebrow. Trunks looked away from his father
and Usa just in time to see a large ki blast flying from Piccolo's
hands.

"Usagi! Watch ou..." His shout was cut short as he saw Usagi
was no longer where she had been a moment ago. The others seemed to be
just as confused, as they looked around to see where she had gone. A
female's soft laugh drew their attention to the air above. Gokou looked
at his daughter, startled.

"How are you doing that?! I can't feel your ki anymore!" Trunks
was torn between laughing at the expression of shock on the others'
faces and allowing that same shock on his own. When just a moment ago,
he could feel her energy quite easily, it was now lower then even the
surrounding air! Suddenly, he lowered his head, looking again at the
ground as he felt his face reddening. She obviously had forgotten she
was wearing a dress.

"I'm not sure. I think it has something to do with my being a
senshi." She chuckled lightly as she lowered to the ground. "One of the
others discovered how we could hide our energy signatures, if we just
thought about it. Now what was that bit about being slow, Vegita?" She
turned towards him, grinning mischievously.

Before another word could be exchanged between her and the
sayijin prince, Gokou pulled his daughter away from the group.

"One moment, guys," he said, grinning as he backed away, a
confused Usa going along with him.



"Yes father?" Usagi wasn't sure what he wanted to talk to her
about, but he seemed nervous enough about it.

"Um, Usa, you MIGHT want to change before you try to fight
Vegita." He nervously stretched his hand behind his neck, his face
reddening. Usagi frowned, wondering what he was talking about, before
she remembered the sundress she wore.

"Oh! Gomen, father. I guess I forgot." Her cheeks reddened as
well, until she almost matched Gokou. "I guess I'm just so used to
fighting in a skirt, I completely forgot I'm not in my senshi form."

"Well, maybe you should go home quickly and get a change of

clothes," Gokou said, obviously still nervous. Usagi laughed, shaking

her head.

"Oh no, I'm alright. One of the perks of being a sailor
senshi." As she finished her sentence, a change of clothes appeared in
her hands. "Sub-space pockets. Setsuna was always sure I kept a change
of clothes in here, along with about everything else I might need in
any possible situation. I think I even have a weather radio in there
somewhere," she finished, distractedly as she thought about it. Her
father laughed as he turned to give her privacy to change.




"This is almost too perfect," the watcher said, grinning in
delight. The princess was all alone, unprepared, and just within his
reach.



Usagi pulled the dress over her head. Trunks had seen up her
dress. That would explain why he was looking at the ground when she
came back down. She couldn't help but laugh softly. It was embarrassing
to her, but from what she saw, he appeared even more embarrassed! Her
mind started working, thinking as she pulled the shorts up over her
legs. Trunks was cute, very cute. And he was so sweet! She didn't know
why he didn't have a girlfriend. She wanted to learn more about him
before she did a thing about her small crush though. She had been
disappointed in the past when guys she thought were perfect turned out
to be chauvinist pigs or horny jerks. But she was growing impatient.
And the fact that he looked down when she accidentally flashed her
panties at everyone showed that he was not a horny jerk, at least.

She slipped her arms through her shirt and was pulling it over
her head when she felt something surround her. She pulled her shirt on
the rest of the way, immediately dropping into a fighting posture.
Whatever it was she felt, it was not giving off any ki, so it would be
unlikely the others would sense something was up until it was too late.
She looked around wearily, wishing she had the visor she had seen
Sailor Mercury use so many times.



A scream from where Usa was shattered the silence that had
fallen over the small group of fighters.

"Usagi!!" Trunks shouted, racing off in her direction, Gokou
and Gohan right behind him.





Chapter four, all finished! Wow, I got this chapter out
quickly. My last update was just last Friday, if I remember right. Yay!
Hope you guys like, and I hope you aren't too mad at me for cutting it
off there. Next chapter, we learn more about the enemy. Who do you
think will be in the lead to save our favorite princess? Trunks!!



Tell me what you want to see. Do you want me to focus on the
action part of this fic, or should I try to cut that part short and
bring out every bit of romance I can squeeze out of it?



~Jade Nova
moon_archer82@lunap.com