Author Note: Well, I'm only a day late, I'm going to try not to update this
until after I update Life or Death(after you're done with this chapter, go
read it), so don't expect an update for a while. Enjoy!
Chapter 11: Surprises
Cator and Leuce exchanged glances.
"We live here," Cator replied politely. "What are you doing here sir?" he asked.
"I'm going to be working here, teaching some Saiyan's how to fight," the man replied.
"You're the new trainer?" Leuce asked, his eyes wide. "What's your name?"
"I'm General Sugarapsa," the elderly man told them. "If all the kids are like you two, I'm going to have a lot of work to do."
"What do you mean General Sugarapsa?" Cator asked. "We are the strongest people around our age."
"That waste of ki earlier," Sugarapsa told them, "is one thing you have to work on. You could have used a lot less ki and still gone twice as fast. You can't just throw ki around! One day you could be in a life or death situation; and every point of ki you have will matter! Also, in the position you were in, anyone could have attacked and, if they were strong enough, killed you. In these war stricken times one can never be too careful," he concluded.
"Sir," Cator replied carefully, "who would have attacked us? We were in Saiyan territory."
"That's never stopped those Fruiyan's before has it?" General Sugarapsa snapped back. "Also, never talk back to your elders."
"Yes sir, sorry sir," Cator mumbled, looking at his feet.
"Much better," Sugarapsa nodded. "Now, your first lesson with me is in 15 minutes, go get ready!"
The boys nodded, then walked away.
"That's our trainer?" Cator groaned once they were safely out of earshot.
"He did have a point," Leuce replied. "What if he really could help us use more energy, but still be more powerful?"
Cator shrugged. "Then, it be worth it, but hey! Whose side are you on anyway?"
"Yours," Leuce replied. "I'm just saying…"
"I gotcha," Cator grinned. "That would be pretty cool!"
"Yeah! Leuce said excitedly. "Oh," he wilted slightly. "Now we can't bug your dad for information about the new trainer."
Cator snapped his finger. "Well," he shrugged, "maybe that's a good thing. Remember what our punishment would be for more mischief making."
Leuce shuddered. "Yeah," he moaned. "That would be horrible. Although, maybe cook would help us."
Cator shook his head. "'Member that time when we were punished with no sweets for a week?"
"I remember," Leuce nodded. "He wouldn't even give us one cookie. He said if we were hungry than we should eat vegetables. Yuck! I hate Lettuce."
"Hey!" Cator exclaimed. "We have to go get ready," He looked down at his spandex. "I'm not dressed for combat."
Leuce looked down at his spandex clothed body. "Me neither."
The boys exchanged grins, then ran off in different in directions.
"Meet you back here in five minutes!" Cator yelled as he ran off.
"Sure," Leuce called back.
Cator raced down the hall. "Hi Daddy," he smiled at his father as he entered their main room.
"Cator," Kokkorot said, quirking his eyebrow at his son. "What's this I hear about dying people's skin unusual colors? Including General Evilo?"
"He was one of the people affected?" Cator's face turned a very pale white.
"Why so worried?" Kokkorot asked.
"Leuce's and my punishment is training with him next week," Cator groaned loudly. "That's why it was with him and next week."
Kokkorot smirked. "Well, then I guess I don't need to punish you after all. Oh, and you're new trainer-"
"I know," Cator interrupted cheerfully. "He's already here, and I gotta go change. Bye!"
"Bye," Kokkorot echoed, watching Cator leave.
Cator entered his room and quickly pulled on his armor. "Let's see," he thought aloud, "is that it?"
"Don't forget your new scouter!" Kokkorot called to him.
"Oh!" Cator grinned happily. "That's what I forgot," he ran over to the dresser and grabbed his new scouter, settling it over his ear. Curling his tail around his waist, he ran out the door.
"Bye daddy!" Cator smiled at his father as he raced out of their quarters.
Cator ran down the hall, then stopped abruptly.
"You!" an angry woman stomped towards Cator. "Listen kid," she raved, grabbing him by the edge of his shirt. "I don't know who you think you are, but you have no right to upset a dozen people while running down the hall."
"Hey! Let go of him!" Leuce came charging down the hall, the stopped abruptly. "Mom?" he gasped.
"Leuce," the woman exclaimed, putting Cator on the ground. "My baby!" she reached over and hugged Leuce.
"Mom," he grumbled slightly.
"Now," Leuce's Mom said sternly, turning to face Cator. Her voice took on a crisper tone. "You still need to explain yourself young man."
"Well ma'am," Cator started meekly, "I was going to meet Leuce, 'cause we've been having races to get stronger, and I didn't want to be late."
"Yeah Mom!" Leuce piped up. "This is my best friend Cator."
"You're Cator?" she asked.
Cator nodded, grinning in a friendly manor. "Yup," he told her. "I'm Cator Torrac."
"Then I suppose I can forgive you," Leuce's Mom told him kindly. "Leuce has told me nothing but favorable reports of you."
Cator blushed lightly, and looked at Leuce, who half-shrugged.
"Cator and I have to go Mom," Leuce grinned up at his Mother. "We have a training class."
"All right dear," she said, kissing Leuce on the cheek. "I love you. I have to go out again, but I'll probably be back soon. Goodbye boys!" she walked off down the hall.
"Your Mom's cool," Cator spoke up suddenly.
Leuce's face broke into a he grin. "I know," he whispered, smiling at her back.
"Let's go!" Cator exclaimed, pointing towards the training center.
The two boys ran, although at semi-normal pace toward the training center.
"Ha," Cator exclaimed as they reached the door. "I win."
"We weren't racing," Leuce pouted slightly.
Cator grinned almost evilly. "I know," he snickered.
"You're early boys," General Sugarapsa spoke, beckaning them inside.
To Be Continued
Author Note: Muwahahahaha! Bet none was expecting Leuce's mom to show up. Well, that just goes to show how creative I am. Anyway, the official winner, by default, of my contest is… Thalia! Congratulations! I'll be talking to you about the reward soon. So REVIEW EVERYONE! Next chapter, I'm going to have a visitor, who you all know too well… If people like it, I may have another one.
Plug: Warrior Soul by Lady Saiyajin. Welcome to life after DBZ...it's not as peaceful as you think. Meet Naa, a female elite Saiya-jin, loyal to the Saiya-jin Empire which she doesn't know that it no longer exists, and it's ruler...Vegeta. She will allow nothing and nobody to stand in her way. Go read it, it's excellent. And inspire her with a review, she hasn't updated in over a year! And she has a really good cliffhanger too. So, go inspire her (After you review my story)!
Chapter 11: Surprises
Cator and Leuce exchanged glances.
"We live here," Cator replied politely. "What are you doing here sir?" he asked.
"I'm going to be working here, teaching some Saiyan's how to fight," the man replied.
"You're the new trainer?" Leuce asked, his eyes wide. "What's your name?"
"I'm General Sugarapsa," the elderly man told them. "If all the kids are like you two, I'm going to have a lot of work to do."
"What do you mean General Sugarapsa?" Cator asked. "We are the strongest people around our age."
"That waste of ki earlier," Sugarapsa told them, "is one thing you have to work on. You could have used a lot less ki and still gone twice as fast. You can't just throw ki around! One day you could be in a life or death situation; and every point of ki you have will matter! Also, in the position you were in, anyone could have attacked and, if they were strong enough, killed you. In these war stricken times one can never be too careful," he concluded.
"Sir," Cator replied carefully, "who would have attacked us? We were in Saiyan territory."
"That's never stopped those Fruiyan's before has it?" General Sugarapsa snapped back. "Also, never talk back to your elders."
"Yes sir, sorry sir," Cator mumbled, looking at his feet.
"Much better," Sugarapsa nodded. "Now, your first lesson with me is in 15 minutes, go get ready!"
The boys nodded, then walked away.
"That's our trainer?" Cator groaned once they were safely out of earshot.
"He did have a point," Leuce replied. "What if he really could help us use more energy, but still be more powerful?"
Cator shrugged. "Then, it be worth it, but hey! Whose side are you on anyway?"
"Yours," Leuce replied. "I'm just saying…"
"I gotcha," Cator grinned. "That would be pretty cool!"
"Yeah! Leuce said excitedly. "Oh," he wilted slightly. "Now we can't bug your dad for information about the new trainer."
Cator snapped his finger. "Well," he shrugged, "maybe that's a good thing. Remember what our punishment would be for more mischief making."
Leuce shuddered. "Yeah," he moaned. "That would be horrible. Although, maybe cook would help us."
Cator shook his head. "'Member that time when we were punished with no sweets for a week?"
"I remember," Leuce nodded. "He wouldn't even give us one cookie. He said if we were hungry than we should eat vegetables. Yuck! I hate Lettuce."
"Hey!" Cator exclaimed. "We have to go get ready," He looked down at his spandex. "I'm not dressed for combat."
Leuce looked down at his spandex clothed body. "Me neither."
The boys exchanged grins, then ran off in different in directions.
"Meet you back here in five minutes!" Cator yelled as he ran off.
"Sure," Leuce called back.
Cator raced down the hall. "Hi Daddy," he smiled at his father as he entered their main room.
"Cator," Kokkorot said, quirking his eyebrow at his son. "What's this I hear about dying people's skin unusual colors? Including General Evilo?"
"He was one of the people affected?" Cator's face turned a very pale white.
"Why so worried?" Kokkorot asked.
"Leuce's and my punishment is training with him next week," Cator groaned loudly. "That's why it was with him and next week."
Kokkorot smirked. "Well, then I guess I don't need to punish you after all. Oh, and you're new trainer-"
"I know," Cator interrupted cheerfully. "He's already here, and I gotta go change. Bye!"
"Bye," Kokkorot echoed, watching Cator leave.
Cator entered his room and quickly pulled on his armor. "Let's see," he thought aloud, "is that it?"
"Don't forget your new scouter!" Kokkorot called to him.
"Oh!" Cator grinned happily. "That's what I forgot," he ran over to the dresser and grabbed his new scouter, settling it over his ear. Curling his tail around his waist, he ran out the door.
"Bye daddy!" Cator smiled at his father as he raced out of their quarters.
Cator ran down the hall, then stopped abruptly.
"You!" an angry woman stomped towards Cator. "Listen kid," she raved, grabbing him by the edge of his shirt. "I don't know who you think you are, but you have no right to upset a dozen people while running down the hall."
"Hey! Let go of him!" Leuce came charging down the hall, the stopped abruptly. "Mom?" he gasped.
"Leuce," the woman exclaimed, putting Cator on the ground. "My baby!" she reached over and hugged Leuce.
"Mom," he grumbled slightly.
"Now," Leuce's Mom said sternly, turning to face Cator. Her voice took on a crisper tone. "You still need to explain yourself young man."
"Well ma'am," Cator started meekly, "I was going to meet Leuce, 'cause we've been having races to get stronger, and I didn't want to be late."
"Yeah Mom!" Leuce piped up. "This is my best friend Cator."
"You're Cator?" she asked.
Cator nodded, grinning in a friendly manor. "Yup," he told her. "I'm Cator Torrac."
"Then I suppose I can forgive you," Leuce's Mom told him kindly. "Leuce has told me nothing but favorable reports of you."
Cator blushed lightly, and looked at Leuce, who half-shrugged.
"Cator and I have to go Mom," Leuce grinned up at his Mother. "We have a training class."
"All right dear," she said, kissing Leuce on the cheek. "I love you. I have to go out again, but I'll probably be back soon. Goodbye boys!" she walked off down the hall.
"Your Mom's cool," Cator spoke up suddenly.
Leuce's face broke into a he grin. "I know," he whispered, smiling at her back.
"Let's go!" Cator exclaimed, pointing towards the training center.
The two boys ran, although at semi-normal pace toward the training center.
"Ha," Cator exclaimed as they reached the door. "I win."
"We weren't racing," Leuce pouted slightly.
Cator grinned almost evilly. "I know," he snickered.
"You're early boys," General Sugarapsa spoke, beckaning them inside.
To Be Continued
Author Note: Muwahahahaha! Bet none was expecting Leuce's mom to show up. Well, that just goes to show how creative I am. Anyway, the official winner, by default, of my contest is… Thalia! Congratulations! I'll be talking to you about the reward soon. So REVIEW EVERYONE! Next chapter, I'm going to have a visitor, who you all know too well… If people like it, I may have another one.
Plug: Warrior Soul by Lady Saiyajin. Welcome to life after DBZ...it's not as peaceful as you think. Meet Naa, a female elite Saiya-jin, loyal to the Saiya-jin Empire which she doesn't know that it no longer exists, and it's ruler...Vegeta. She will allow nothing and nobody to stand in her way. Go read it, it's excellent. And inspire her with a review, she hasn't updated in over a year! And she has a really good cliffhanger too. So, go inspire her (After you review my story)!