A/N: Again sorry for taking so long to update. I've been really busy. I hope to get this done soon. And thank you for being patient.
Velita: Ha! Been to busy my ass. Listen up ppls. 18's been too lazy to sit down at her computer to type. Don't fall for the crap she gives. Anyway she would like you to R&R.
Me: **scowls at Velita** show off. Anyway enjoy the story and don't mind our bickering.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ it belongs to Akira Toriyama. Don't sue I'm a kik ass android.
Destruction Can Be Beautiful
Chapter3
"Mom can I talk with you?" asked Trunks as he entered the Capsule Corp. mansion.
"Whatever about?" Bulma said as she poked her head out of the kitchen.
"Well when I was coming home I bumped into this girl. She was living at that abandoned store in Pepper City that the androids destroyed. I was hoping we could find her a place to live."
He looked hopefully at his mother who was making dinner. Bulma sighed. Her son was always wanting to help anybody in need. He was a good person but sometimes he took it a little to far.
"Trunks, you can't shelter every homeless person you meet. There's just too many. Those androids did too much damage."
"Why can't she stay with us. We have more than enough room." He argued.
For some reason he had to help her. He didn't know why his instincts just told him to. Trunks knew it was pointless. His mother always won these little arguments. He was hoping that if he argued enough than his stubborn mother would give in. To help her he would argue all night.
"You're right we have plenty of room, but if you went and helped every homeless person we would run out of room. Plus you don't know how many sick people there are out there. For all you know this girl could be some dirty thief or a hooker. I guess I'll think about it."
She closed the discussion and they ate dinner in silence.
Trunks leaned against a stop sign outside the store. Right before he was about to go to sleep the night before his mother had said she could stay for a few days maybe weeks. So now he was waiting for her to come out. He didn't have to wait long, for a few minutes later a cloaked figure came out.
"Hey," he called to her.
She snapped around at the sound of his voice. Trunks walked up to her. She wanted him to go away. She didn't like people to bother her because of what they might say.
"Hey remember me?" he asked.
She nodded and turned and started to walk away.
"Wait."
She shook her head. He grabbed her wrist. She stopped. He couldn't see it but her light blue eyes widened. She tried to break free but he held on tighter. I hope I'm not hurting her, he thought. She wriggled even more frantically, frightened now. He held on tighter. Suddenly she yanked her hand away, which surprised Trunks.
"At least tell me your name."
She shook her head and began to run. Without thinking he flew after her. He got right behind her and grabbed her around the waist and lifted her into the air. He got about 100 feet before stopping. He expected her to scream but she didn't. Instead she was struggling like a rat trying to get out of a human's grasp. And she was doing one heck of a job.
The girl frantically tried to get away. When that didn't work she elbowed him in the stomach. That worked. He let go and doubled over. She fell and landed gracefully bending her knees.
"What the hell?" Trunks said to himself.
He landed and walked up to her.
"Why do you want to help me?" she asked.
Trunks froze. She spoke to him. Her voice was a cold and short and it sounded familiar. He shook his head,
"I want to help because it's not my style just to let someone live like you do."
She considered this for a moment.
"Would you still help me even if I was someone you hated?"
Trunks pondered the question. He wasn't expecting it and it puzzled him. He finally shrugged and said.
"It depends on who the person is."
The girl took a deep breath. She wasn't sure she wanted to do this. But maybe it wouldn't be so bad. And she could always escape at the slightest hint of danger.
So slowly the girl removed her hood to reveal short blond hair, cold features, and those icy blue eyes. The face that haunted his nightmares at night.
"J...J.Juu...Juuhachigou!"
A/N: ok. So how was that. It was definitely longer than the other chapters. So Trunks finally found out who the mysterious girl was.
Velita: Like we didn't already know
Me: Shut up. Anyway so will he kill her or let her live you'll just have to wait 'till the next chapter. So R&R and see ya next time. Note: all flames will be sent to that bastard known as cell Ja ne
~MirariAndroid18
Velita: Ha! Been to busy my ass. Listen up ppls. 18's been too lazy to sit down at her computer to type. Don't fall for the crap she gives. Anyway she would like you to R&R.
Me: **scowls at Velita** show off. Anyway enjoy the story and don't mind our bickering.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ it belongs to Akira Toriyama. Don't sue I'm a kik ass android.
Destruction Can Be Beautiful
Chapter3
"Mom can I talk with you?" asked Trunks as he entered the Capsule Corp. mansion.
"Whatever about?" Bulma said as she poked her head out of the kitchen.
"Well when I was coming home I bumped into this girl. She was living at that abandoned store in Pepper City that the androids destroyed. I was hoping we could find her a place to live."
He looked hopefully at his mother who was making dinner. Bulma sighed. Her son was always wanting to help anybody in need. He was a good person but sometimes he took it a little to far.
"Trunks, you can't shelter every homeless person you meet. There's just too many. Those androids did too much damage."
"Why can't she stay with us. We have more than enough room." He argued.
For some reason he had to help her. He didn't know why his instincts just told him to. Trunks knew it was pointless. His mother always won these little arguments. He was hoping that if he argued enough than his stubborn mother would give in. To help her he would argue all night.
"You're right we have plenty of room, but if you went and helped every homeless person we would run out of room. Plus you don't know how many sick people there are out there. For all you know this girl could be some dirty thief or a hooker. I guess I'll think about it."
She closed the discussion and they ate dinner in silence.
Trunks leaned against a stop sign outside the store. Right before he was about to go to sleep the night before his mother had said she could stay for a few days maybe weeks. So now he was waiting for her to come out. He didn't have to wait long, for a few minutes later a cloaked figure came out.
"Hey," he called to her.
She snapped around at the sound of his voice. Trunks walked up to her. She wanted him to go away. She didn't like people to bother her because of what they might say.
"Hey remember me?" he asked.
She nodded and turned and started to walk away.
"Wait."
She shook her head. He grabbed her wrist. She stopped. He couldn't see it but her light blue eyes widened. She tried to break free but he held on tighter. I hope I'm not hurting her, he thought. She wriggled even more frantically, frightened now. He held on tighter. Suddenly she yanked her hand away, which surprised Trunks.
"At least tell me your name."
She shook her head and began to run. Without thinking he flew after her. He got right behind her and grabbed her around the waist and lifted her into the air. He got about 100 feet before stopping. He expected her to scream but she didn't. Instead she was struggling like a rat trying to get out of a human's grasp. And she was doing one heck of a job.
The girl frantically tried to get away. When that didn't work she elbowed him in the stomach. That worked. He let go and doubled over. She fell and landed gracefully bending her knees.
"What the hell?" Trunks said to himself.
He landed and walked up to her.
"Why do you want to help me?" she asked.
Trunks froze. She spoke to him. Her voice was a cold and short and it sounded familiar. He shook his head,
"I want to help because it's not my style just to let someone live like you do."
She considered this for a moment.
"Would you still help me even if I was someone you hated?"
Trunks pondered the question. He wasn't expecting it and it puzzled him. He finally shrugged and said.
"It depends on who the person is."
The girl took a deep breath. She wasn't sure she wanted to do this. But maybe it wouldn't be so bad. And she could always escape at the slightest hint of danger.
So slowly the girl removed her hood to reveal short blond hair, cold features, and those icy blue eyes. The face that haunted his nightmares at night.
"J...J.Juu...Juuhachigou!"
A/N: ok. So how was that. It was definitely longer than the other chapters. So Trunks finally found out who the mysterious girl was.
Velita: Like we didn't already know
Me: Shut up. Anyway so will he kill her or let her live you'll just have to wait 'till the next chapter. So R&R and see ya next time. Note: all flames will be sent to that bastard known as cell Ja ne
~MirariAndroid18