…Of Reunion
"Revealing secrets can be hard
But it can be much harder to keep them…"
Trunks stared at her, startled. How did she know about his time? He hadn't told her, and he didn't think she would have read his mind. "What…what do you mean? How do you know about my time?" This was seriously disturbing.
"I caught glimpses in your mind of your timeline-the androids, your mother, your friends-while I was "talking" to you."
"Wha-" He stopped abruptly and looked up. "He's here," he announced with something of a joyful expression on his face.
"I know." Her voice was dull and contained a slightly depressed tone.
His expression darkened. "We'll continue this later," he told her flatly. It almost sounded like a warning.
She gave him a hard, almost angry stare. "Don't threaten me. You won't like the results."
He jumped at her tone. "Sorry," he apologized. "I didn't mean to threaten you. I just…I don't like the fact that you can read my mind. It makes me uncomfortable."
"I won't," she promised. "I got the same glimpses you got. I wasn't purposely prying. I don't do that unless there's some information that I really need to know." She smiled, a smile that was sincere, but did not light up her eyes the way her smiles used to. She never smiled that way anymore; not since her parents had died when she was four. She couldn't do those even if she tried anymore. She wasn't happy enough for those smiles.
He nodded simply. "Thanks. Lets go meet Goku."
"All right." She silently hoped he hadn't felt her power level, though she wasn't sure how he could have. If he hadn't, it would be a lot easier. She followed Trunks back to the others. She smiled again as she saw Gohan and the others, all except Trunks, Piccolo, and Vegeta, gathered around a tall man with spiked black hair and a cheerful, somewhat clue-less smile. That must be Goku. She hung back; she didn't know the man. She heard him call out to Vegeta and Piccolo, then heard the confusion in his voice as he looked at her and Trunks.
"Who are they?"
Piccolo spoke up, his voice gruff. She figured that was the way the man usually spoke. "The boy came in a time machine ten minutes ago, wanting to speak to you. He hasn't chosen to give us his name. The girl says her name is Iya Tamashii, but that we should call her Tamashii. She's strong, and I doubt that she's even gone to half of her full power. She's also secretive; we know almost nothing about her aside from her name. It's probably not even her real one." She could sense his distrust of her, and knew that he had good reason. No one in their right mind would name they're child "No Soul," and very few people had the kind of secretive, hostile quality that she had. She heard him speak again, and listened to him intently without actually seeming to. "She says that she also wants to speak with you."
"Oh. Well…Okay."
Trunks stepped forward. "Goku, I'd like to talk to you…over there." He scanned the area and pointed out an empty, high-ridged clearing.
Goku nodded. "All right."
Tamashii stayed back with the others. She knew all of what was being said. She whispered a quick, simple spell and almost instantly, she could clearly hear all of what was being said. At one point, when Goku flashed into Super Saiya-jin, she nearly laughed aloud at the others' startled looks. At another, she turned and looked at Bulma, noting the resemblances between her and the boy. She did the same with Vegeta. She had guessed at it before, but now that the boy had said it, she was certain. After a while, Trunks and Goku returned. She turned to Goku, all the while murmuring the counter-spell to the hearing spell. "I don't need to speak with you, Goku. I simply wanted to meet the first man to turn Super Saiya-jin in several thousand years. You have my respect." She began to blast off into the sky when the blue-haired woman called for her to stop.
"You two-" Bulma said, nodding at Tamashii and Trunks "-can stay with me if you like. We have plenty of room at the Capsule Corporation complex."
After brief hesitation, both nodded. "Thank, Miss Briefs," Tamashii said gratefully. Sleeping on the rocky dirt floor of the cave she called her temporary home was getting a little old.
Bulma threw a capsule, hopped into the blue convertible that appeared, and took off, followed by her old friends and the two newcomers.
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AN: Review, people!!!!!!!! Kind of boring, I know, but I'm trying as hard as I can, so bear with me. I'm not getting any reviews, and it's starting to make me depressed. I don't mean to beg, but I do need reviews. Babyeee!!!!!