Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Dragonball Z or Sailor Moon they are both property
of their respective companies. I think its Toei, I'm not sure but I do know neither belong
to me. If this fic resembles other it is completely by accident, I do not wish to copy what
others have written. I'm rather new at this so I'm not sure how good this is, but I would
appreciate it if you would review, Thanks! And if you could give me advice or just what
you think I'd like that too. Or if you have a request for a story. My e-mail address is
sayinjin_j7@yahoo.com.
Sorry for taking so L-O-N-G. I've just been busy. Oh and I really
appreciate all the reviews. Anyway here's the next part. Please review, Thanks!
Change of Heart
Chapter 7: Day of Destiny
Gohan turned to look at the girl; his cold, hard green eyes, piercing. She fainted.
Gohan powered down and in a flash caught her before she could make contact with the
unforgiving pavement.
Gohan smiled, "I didn't know I had that effect on women." He gently carried her
inside and placed her on the bed. He grabbed a wash cloth wet it, and laid it across her
forehead. "I'll check on you later." With one last glance Gohan left for the nothingness.
Hotaru slowly came around. Visions of Gohan with blond hair and green eyes.
'He makes a cute blond.' She mused to herself. The power and the hatred is what scared
her though, the cold eyes of a killing machine.
Hotaru pulled herself out of bed and walked out on to the balcony. She could
barely make out Gohan's black hair against the endless white. 'I guess I'll just wait.'
Time was begging to pass quickly, Hotaru was afraid, too quickly. This jaunt had
given them an extra year together, but would that make her hurt again? What if he died
fighting too?
A loud thump pulled her from her thoughts, "Gohan!!" The young Saiyan just
collapsed on the balcony. He was bleeding and totally exhausted.
"Hey I'm alright." He said in a hoarse whisper.
"Shhh! You need to rest." Hotaru gently helped the tired boy to one of the beds.
(Cough. Cough.) Gohan spit up blood.
"Oh my God!" Hotaru screamed.
Gohan was already trying to sit back up. "Hotaru I got to keep going." His
strained voice pleaded.
Her hand on his chest easily pushed him back down. "No I'm going to make sure
you sleep for the rest of the day."
That was all it took, her permission and Gohan allowed himself to drift off toward
dreamland.
Hotaru smiled, "Time to fix up your wounds." She gently placed her hands on the
boy's chest and a purple light engulfed both of them. The cuts, and bruises healed with
ease.
Hotaru began to get very weak this was taking a lot of energy from her. Once the
job was done. She too needed to rest. She pulled the blanket over the two of them. As if
by some outside force she felt the boy's arms wrap instinctively around her.
"Tomorrow Gohan, tomorrow we meet destiny." She whispered.
Sorry for the long wait. I hope this chapter didn't suck too bad.
of their respective companies. I think its Toei, I'm not sure but I do know neither belong
to me. If this fic resembles other it is completely by accident, I do not wish to copy what
others have written. I'm rather new at this so I'm not sure how good this is, but I would
appreciate it if you would review, Thanks! And if you could give me advice or just what
you think I'd like that too. Or if you have a request for a story. My e-mail address is
sayinjin_j7@yahoo.com.
Sorry for taking so L-O-N-G. I've just been busy. Oh and I really
appreciate all the reviews. Anyway here's the next part. Please review, Thanks!
Change of Heart
Chapter 7: Day of Destiny
Gohan turned to look at the girl; his cold, hard green eyes, piercing. She fainted.
Gohan powered down and in a flash caught her before she could make contact with the
unforgiving pavement.
Gohan smiled, "I didn't know I had that effect on women." He gently carried her
inside and placed her on the bed. He grabbed a wash cloth wet it, and laid it across her
forehead. "I'll check on you later." With one last glance Gohan left for the nothingness.
Hotaru slowly came around. Visions of Gohan with blond hair and green eyes.
'He makes a cute blond.' She mused to herself. The power and the hatred is what scared
her though, the cold eyes of a killing machine.
Hotaru pulled herself out of bed and walked out on to the balcony. She could
barely make out Gohan's black hair against the endless white. 'I guess I'll just wait.'
Time was begging to pass quickly, Hotaru was afraid, too quickly. This jaunt had
given them an extra year together, but would that make her hurt again? What if he died
fighting too?
A loud thump pulled her from her thoughts, "Gohan!!" The young Saiyan just
collapsed on the balcony. He was bleeding and totally exhausted.
"Hey I'm alright." He said in a hoarse whisper.
"Shhh! You need to rest." Hotaru gently helped the tired boy to one of the beds.
(Cough. Cough.) Gohan spit up blood.
"Oh my God!" Hotaru screamed.
Gohan was already trying to sit back up. "Hotaru I got to keep going." His
strained voice pleaded.
Her hand on his chest easily pushed him back down. "No I'm going to make sure
you sleep for the rest of the day."
That was all it took, her permission and Gohan allowed himself to drift off toward
dreamland.
Hotaru smiled, "Time to fix up your wounds." She gently placed her hands on the
boy's chest and a purple light engulfed both of them. The cuts, and bruises healed with
ease.
Hotaru began to get very weak this was taking a lot of energy from her. Once the
job was done. She too needed to rest. She pulled the blanket over the two of them. As if
by some outside force she felt the boy's arms wrap instinctively around her.
"Tomorrow Gohan, tomorrow we meet destiny." She whispered.
Sorry for the long wait. I hope this chapter didn't suck too bad.