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Author: Sorry it took so long, but my life has been really hectic lately. I'm going to start posting two chapters everytime I have a chance to update. Thanx and keep up the reviewing.
Chapter 14 A Little Jump in Time
"Mommy!" My five-year-old daughter, Purinsesu, launched herself onto my stomach. It was a really nice wake up. I heard Goten grunt next to me and I knew Yuushi, Purinsesu's twin brother, had gotten him.
"Mommy! It's time for you to wake up. The sun has been awake for an hour and uncle Gohan is up too." Purinsesu said. I looked blearily at my blue- eyed, black haired daughter. She looked so much like me when she said that, it was unbelievable.
"Yeah, Dad, you need to get up. Remember, you said you'd take us to the park." That was Yuushi. He had black hair and blue eyes as well, but looked much more like Goten than his sister. Actually, he could have been a clone of Goku or Goten except his face was little to wide. As my children continued to prattle at the ungodly hour of 7:00 in the morning, I thought about the last five years.
My children had been born on the 28 of May. It had been a whole adventure as Bulma had insisted that everyone go to the hospital. Vegeta did not like that much. Neither did Trunks, but Cat wouldn't let him out of it. Everyone else did not mind. Anyway, I ended up naming them Purinsesu (princess) and Yuushi (warrior). And they weren't identical, just fraternal. However, they did look enough alike that no one would not think they were brother and sister. When they were babies, they ran the house. They liked everyone. Actually, it was really funny because both had had this weird fondness for Vegeta. Sometimes the only way they would stop crying is if Vegeta held them. That was a little hard to talk him into most of the time, but usually he did just so they would stop crying. However, as they got older, it became apparent to everyone how much potential they had. Both could jump off the second floor landing without so much as getting a scratch. Guess how I learned that. Never leave three year old twins alone for any amount of time, they will find a way to get into trouble. Like jumping of the second floor landing. They did not get dessert that night.
I grabbed my daughter and stood up. "I guess I will get up. I have a nine o'clock class that you are going to help me with, right baby?" I asked, addressing my daughter. She giggled and started to squirm. "Right." I set her down and she immediately began jumping around the room. Yuushi climbed off of Goten and joined her. Then they shot out, mostly likely heading for the kitchen. I didn't worry because I knew Gohan was in there, mostly likely with Pan or Chichi. I watched them go. Goten got out of bed and came over to put his arms around me.
"Look at all that energy. They will really be something someday." Goten said.
"They get that from you. I never had that much energy as a child. I was rather a lump." I responded.
I showered and then headed into the kitchen. Sure enough, everyone was there. They were all scarfing down the food like they hadn't eaten in days. Oh, Saiyans. Even my children were eating, instead of throwing it around like they usually did. While we ate, we talked about our plans for the day.
"Well, Cat and I have a full day of classes, and then training." I said. Cat looked at me and smiled. We were still best friends. Trunks and Vegeta would spend all day sparring, just like they had for the last forever-and-a day years. Gohan had to go to work (he had taken another professor job at a local college). Goku and Goten were going to take the little ones to the park. I swear, Goku spoiled my kids so bad.
Finally, I stood up. "I gotta go. I have a private in an hour and then regular classes and I need to warm up. I guess I'll see you at ten, right Cat?" I asked. She nodded an affirmative. "Mommy! I want to come with you." Purinsesu jumped up and ran over to me. I picked her up. "Yes, you are going to be my little helper today, aren't you." She nodded.
I went back to my room to change. About two years ago, after Cat graduated from high school, we opened up our own dance studio right on the Capsule Corp. property. Vegeta did not like it much, but Bulma did and Bra started taking ballet so he was overruled. Actually, he usually is. Anyway, we left his precious gravity room alone. Cat and I were considering opening up a martial arts school in conjunction with the studio, and we would of course ask the guys to help us teach, especially the more advanced students. But we weren't to that point yet.
I put on a leotard and tights and went to the studio. My student arrived right on time and we spent the next hour doing ballet. After that, I had a 2 ½ year old class, followed by a 3&4 class, then a 5&6 year old class. Purinsesu got bored and wandered back over the Capsule Corp. I wasn't worried. If anything happened to her, I could be there as fast as I could instant transmission. Anyway, it was only about one block away. I finished with my classes at about 12:30. Cat was letting her advanced jazz class out across the hall. As we always did, we went into the big studio at the end and set to train.
We always tried to train at least two hours everyday, depending on if our schedules allowed it. Never when our students were around. Sometimes we even brought the guys in. Usually, though, it was just me and Cat. Today, there was no mercy. We went all out. Finally, we exhausted ourselves. Cat had to leave, though, because she and Trunks were going out to lunch. Purinsesu wandered back in then, liberally covered with wet sand and eating a Popsicle. Yuushi was right behind her, also all sandy and with a Popsicle. They saw me lying on the floor, exhausted, and came and sat next to me. I smiled at them. "Hello, my angels. I guess you went to the park with Daddy and Grandpa?" I asked them.
"Yeah. It was lots of fun. We had a –" Purinsesu started.
"Sand fight, me and Daddy against Puri and Grandad." Yuushi finished.
"I know. I can tell. I guess this means that you too will have to take a bath when we get home. Otherwise, you'll get dirt everywhere." I responded, sitting up.
They both wrinkled their noses. I laughed. Then Purinsesu asked, "Were you training with Aunt Cat?" I looked at her. "Yes, yes I was. Until right before you two showed up."
Yuushi said, "Puri and I train, too. During playtime. I like it."
I was only mildly surprised. After all the stories they had heard, it was wasn't shocking at all that they would pretend fight. "Oh, really. Would you like to show Mommy how you fight?"
"Yay!" they both shouted and stood up. I took their Popsicle sticks. I was watching with motherly attention until they actually started, then my eyes widened.
They both hit the common fighting stance. Then, as if with a psychic bell, they both went after each other. They punched, kicked, ducked, pivoted, everything, as if they had been training for years and were twenty years old, not five. They were amazing. The only thing they couldn't do was fly. And they weren't very fast at all, but they were only five. However, it got even more complicated.
Yuushi was losing, and it was obvious he did not like it. Suddenly, he reached his hands up and yelled "AHHHHHHHHHHHH." When he jerked his arms back down, he erupted in a flash of light and was a Super-Saiyan, blonde haired and green eyed. It was like seeing Goku do it. He flew at his sister. Not to be outdone, she did the same process, except her hair was elaborately braided and her eyes were purple. My jaw hit the floor. My five year old children could already transform? They fought a little while longer while I regained my senses. Once I did, I stood up immediately.
"Woa, woa woa woa woa. Stop, you two. Now come here." I yelled. They both stopped, powered down, and came over.
"Where did you two learn to do this?" I demanded. They looked at each other, and finally Puri reluctantly started.
"Well, one day we snuck in to watch Daddy and Uncle Vegeta fight. They were really fighting hard, and then Uncle Vegeta yelled and his hair turned all yellow and he was fighting even harder and then Daddy did it too-" her eyes welled up with tears at the revelation of her secret. Yuushi took over.
"Then the next day we were watching Uncle Gohan and Granddad fight and they both did it. So we went and tried, except only I could do it but Puri did something else and it worked just as well and you're not mad at us are you Mommy?" he asked, with tears in his eyes.
My brain was whirling, but I had to laugh. They were only five after all and had seen the people closest to them do the same thing. "No, darlings. I'm not mad. Just a little surprised, that's all. I was not expecting this quite so soon. Hey, do you want to go show Daddy?"
They immediately smiled and nodded. I took their hands and we walked back to Capsule Corp. I found Goten doing pushups alone in the gravity room. "Oh honey, the kids have something they want to show you." I called to him from the door. The gravity was set to 500x Earth and I didn't feel like dealing with that much right then. He looked up. "Is it important? I'm in the mood for serious training right now." I nodded. "Yeah, you definitely want to see this." He sighed and stood up. "I guess you should bring them in then." He turned off the gravity so that it was normal. I went back to get the kids, who were climbing up and down the banisters. Like I said, never leave kids alone.
Anyway, I took them into where Goten was and said, "Now, do it like you did for me earlier." They nodded. Goten didn't look surprised at all. In fact he looked annoyed, like, Why are you showing me this? However, once both of the children powered up and started to fight like adults, he was quite shocked. I smiled and said, "Ok, kids, that's enough." They stopped and came over to us. Goten then got the complete rundown. Once the story was done, he sent them to play in the playroom. They scampered off.
Goten looked at me. "Did I just see what I though I saw? Did our five year old children just become Super? Is that possible?"
"I guess so. Huh, I guess Yuushi is the youngest Super-Saiyan ever, now. Sorry, hon, you've been replaced. And Purinsesu, becoming a Super-Human. It's kinda cool, actually."
"Doesn't it worry you just a little?"
I looked at him. "No. It's in their blood. I just wasn't expecting it for a few more years." I giggled. "We should tell the others, you think."
"I dunno. We could just ask Dad to fight Yuushi and let them all be surprised." Goten answered, pulling me into his arms. I kissed him gently on the lips. Neither of us smelled to great, as we were both just exercising, but we didn't care.
"No, we should just tell them. Tonight, at dinner. It'll be fun." I said. Then I giggled again. "You smell bad."
"That's because I've had a busy day. Besides the sand fight, Dad and I had a real fight. Then I was working on my own when you came in."
I smiled at him coyly. "Well, I was thinking of taking a long, luxurious whirlpool bath. But, those are no fun without a bit of company. Would you care to join me?"
He didn't have to say anything. I could see his answer in his eyes. I put my fingers to my forehead and we were off.
Author: Sorry it took so long, but my life has been really hectic lately. I'm going to start posting two chapters everytime I have a chance to update. Thanx and keep up the reviewing.
Chapter 14 A Little Jump in Time
"Mommy!" My five-year-old daughter, Purinsesu, launched herself onto my stomach. It was a really nice wake up. I heard Goten grunt next to me and I knew Yuushi, Purinsesu's twin brother, had gotten him.
"Mommy! It's time for you to wake up. The sun has been awake for an hour and uncle Gohan is up too." Purinsesu said. I looked blearily at my blue- eyed, black haired daughter. She looked so much like me when she said that, it was unbelievable.
"Yeah, Dad, you need to get up. Remember, you said you'd take us to the park." That was Yuushi. He had black hair and blue eyes as well, but looked much more like Goten than his sister. Actually, he could have been a clone of Goku or Goten except his face was little to wide. As my children continued to prattle at the ungodly hour of 7:00 in the morning, I thought about the last five years.
My children had been born on the 28 of May. It had been a whole adventure as Bulma had insisted that everyone go to the hospital. Vegeta did not like that much. Neither did Trunks, but Cat wouldn't let him out of it. Everyone else did not mind. Anyway, I ended up naming them Purinsesu (princess) and Yuushi (warrior). And they weren't identical, just fraternal. However, they did look enough alike that no one would not think they were brother and sister. When they were babies, they ran the house. They liked everyone. Actually, it was really funny because both had had this weird fondness for Vegeta. Sometimes the only way they would stop crying is if Vegeta held them. That was a little hard to talk him into most of the time, but usually he did just so they would stop crying. However, as they got older, it became apparent to everyone how much potential they had. Both could jump off the second floor landing without so much as getting a scratch. Guess how I learned that. Never leave three year old twins alone for any amount of time, they will find a way to get into trouble. Like jumping of the second floor landing. They did not get dessert that night.
I grabbed my daughter and stood up. "I guess I will get up. I have a nine o'clock class that you are going to help me with, right baby?" I asked, addressing my daughter. She giggled and started to squirm. "Right." I set her down and she immediately began jumping around the room. Yuushi climbed off of Goten and joined her. Then they shot out, mostly likely heading for the kitchen. I didn't worry because I knew Gohan was in there, mostly likely with Pan or Chichi. I watched them go. Goten got out of bed and came over to put his arms around me.
"Look at all that energy. They will really be something someday." Goten said.
"They get that from you. I never had that much energy as a child. I was rather a lump." I responded.
I showered and then headed into the kitchen. Sure enough, everyone was there. They were all scarfing down the food like they hadn't eaten in days. Oh, Saiyans. Even my children were eating, instead of throwing it around like they usually did. While we ate, we talked about our plans for the day.
"Well, Cat and I have a full day of classes, and then training." I said. Cat looked at me and smiled. We were still best friends. Trunks and Vegeta would spend all day sparring, just like they had for the last forever-and-a day years. Gohan had to go to work (he had taken another professor job at a local college). Goku and Goten were going to take the little ones to the park. I swear, Goku spoiled my kids so bad.
Finally, I stood up. "I gotta go. I have a private in an hour and then regular classes and I need to warm up. I guess I'll see you at ten, right Cat?" I asked. She nodded an affirmative. "Mommy! I want to come with you." Purinsesu jumped up and ran over to me. I picked her up. "Yes, you are going to be my little helper today, aren't you." She nodded.
I went back to my room to change. About two years ago, after Cat graduated from high school, we opened up our own dance studio right on the Capsule Corp. property. Vegeta did not like it much, but Bulma did and Bra started taking ballet so he was overruled. Actually, he usually is. Anyway, we left his precious gravity room alone. Cat and I were considering opening up a martial arts school in conjunction with the studio, and we would of course ask the guys to help us teach, especially the more advanced students. But we weren't to that point yet.
I put on a leotard and tights and went to the studio. My student arrived right on time and we spent the next hour doing ballet. After that, I had a 2 ½ year old class, followed by a 3&4 class, then a 5&6 year old class. Purinsesu got bored and wandered back over the Capsule Corp. I wasn't worried. If anything happened to her, I could be there as fast as I could instant transmission. Anyway, it was only about one block away. I finished with my classes at about 12:30. Cat was letting her advanced jazz class out across the hall. As we always did, we went into the big studio at the end and set to train.
We always tried to train at least two hours everyday, depending on if our schedules allowed it. Never when our students were around. Sometimes we even brought the guys in. Usually, though, it was just me and Cat. Today, there was no mercy. We went all out. Finally, we exhausted ourselves. Cat had to leave, though, because she and Trunks were going out to lunch. Purinsesu wandered back in then, liberally covered with wet sand and eating a Popsicle. Yuushi was right behind her, also all sandy and with a Popsicle. They saw me lying on the floor, exhausted, and came and sat next to me. I smiled at them. "Hello, my angels. I guess you went to the park with Daddy and Grandpa?" I asked them.
"Yeah. It was lots of fun. We had a –" Purinsesu started.
"Sand fight, me and Daddy against Puri and Grandad." Yuushi finished.
"I know. I can tell. I guess this means that you too will have to take a bath when we get home. Otherwise, you'll get dirt everywhere." I responded, sitting up.
They both wrinkled their noses. I laughed. Then Purinsesu asked, "Were you training with Aunt Cat?" I looked at her. "Yes, yes I was. Until right before you two showed up."
Yuushi said, "Puri and I train, too. During playtime. I like it."
I was only mildly surprised. After all the stories they had heard, it was wasn't shocking at all that they would pretend fight. "Oh, really. Would you like to show Mommy how you fight?"
"Yay!" they both shouted and stood up. I took their Popsicle sticks. I was watching with motherly attention until they actually started, then my eyes widened.
They both hit the common fighting stance. Then, as if with a psychic bell, they both went after each other. They punched, kicked, ducked, pivoted, everything, as if they had been training for years and were twenty years old, not five. They were amazing. The only thing they couldn't do was fly. And they weren't very fast at all, but they were only five. However, it got even more complicated.
Yuushi was losing, and it was obvious he did not like it. Suddenly, he reached his hands up and yelled "AHHHHHHHHHHHH." When he jerked his arms back down, he erupted in a flash of light and was a Super-Saiyan, blonde haired and green eyed. It was like seeing Goku do it. He flew at his sister. Not to be outdone, she did the same process, except her hair was elaborately braided and her eyes were purple. My jaw hit the floor. My five year old children could already transform? They fought a little while longer while I regained my senses. Once I did, I stood up immediately.
"Woa, woa woa woa woa. Stop, you two. Now come here." I yelled. They both stopped, powered down, and came over.
"Where did you two learn to do this?" I demanded. They looked at each other, and finally Puri reluctantly started.
"Well, one day we snuck in to watch Daddy and Uncle Vegeta fight. They were really fighting hard, and then Uncle Vegeta yelled and his hair turned all yellow and he was fighting even harder and then Daddy did it too-" her eyes welled up with tears at the revelation of her secret. Yuushi took over.
"Then the next day we were watching Uncle Gohan and Granddad fight and they both did it. So we went and tried, except only I could do it but Puri did something else and it worked just as well and you're not mad at us are you Mommy?" he asked, with tears in his eyes.
My brain was whirling, but I had to laugh. They were only five after all and had seen the people closest to them do the same thing. "No, darlings. I'm not mad. Just a little surprised, that's all. I was not expecting this quite so soon. Hey, do you want to go show Daddy?"
They immediately smiled and nodded. I took their hands and we walked back to Capsule Corp. I found Goten doing pushups alone in the gravity room. "Oh honey, the kids have something they want to show you." I called to him from the door. The gravity was set to 500x Earth and I didn't feel like dealing with that much right then. He looked up. "Is it important? I'm in the mood for serious training right now." I nodded. "Yeah, you definitely want to see this." He sighed and stood up. "I guess you should bring them in then." He turned off the gravity so that it was normal. I went back to get the kids, who were climbing up and down the banisters. Like I said, never leave kids alone.
Anyway, I took them into where Goten was and said, "Now, do it like you did for me earlier." They nodded. Goten didn't look surprised at all. In fact he looked annoyed, like, Why are you showing me this? However, once both of the children powered up and started to fight like adults, he was quite shocked. I smiled and said, "Ok, kids, that's enough." They stopped and came over to us. Goten then got the complete rundown. Once the story was done, he sent them to play in the playroom. They scampered off.
Goten looked at me. "Did I just see what I though I saw? Did our five year old children just become Super? Is that possible?"
"I guess so. Huh, I guess Yuushi is the youngest Super-Saiyan ever, now. Sorry, hon, you've been replaced. And Purinsesu, becoming a Super-Human. It's kinda cool, actually."
"Doesn't it worry you just a little?"
I looked at him. "No. It's in their blood. I just wasn't expecting it for a few more years." I giggled. "We should tell the others, you think."
"I dunno. We could just ask Dad to fight Yuushi and let them all be surprised." Goten answered, pulling me into his arms. I kissed him gently on the lips. Neither of us smelled to great, as we were both just exercising, but we didn't care.
"No, we should just tell them. Tonight, at dinner. It'll be fun." I said. Then I giggled again. "You smell bad."
"That's because I've had a busy day. Besides the sand fight, Dad and I had a real fight. Then I was working on my own when you came in."
I smiled at him coyly. "Well, I was thinking of taking a long, luxurious whirlpool bath. But, those are no fun without a bit of company. Would you care to join me?"
He didn't have to say anything. I could see his answer in his eyes. I put my fingers to my forehead and we were off.
