Author's note- Hey, it's me! This was the first fic I wrote when I was hot over Trunks. Of course, who isn't? ^.^ Anyway, I'm also authoring the fic "Loyalties of the Heart" which is a zoid fic. Check it out if you like zoids!

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of its characters, only my own, of which Shira and Karik are the main ones. So please don't send Vegeta after me!

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Wherever You Will Go by Shelly

CHAPTER ONE




A year and a half had passed since Goku had defeated Frieza, or at least Shira had thought so. And yet here she was on earth, quivering from fear at the horrible power descending upon them. Apparently the others sensed it also; she could sense their energy as they rocketed through the sky. Especially one.

:Vegeta,: she thought, the name of the one person she loathed above all others.

A stiff gust of wind fanned her long black hair away from her body, and she surveyed the area. :Not much here except dust and rocks,: she mused wryly. :I guess I better get a move on. Their energy seems to have stopped not far from here and I suppose I could help them out.:

She hopped down from the large boulder she had been perched on and began to walk, thinking it also a good idea to keep her power surpressed. Little did she know that a pair of eyes followed her every move.



Trunks stood on a similar boulder not far away, his blue eyes never leaving Shira's form, taking in every detail. She wore a form fitting black leather uniform, now a little dusty from her surroundings. Across her back rested a sword, but he knew that it was no ordinary sword, as Shira was no ordinary woman.

Flashback--

Gohan lying in bed after he had lost his arm to the andriods, Shira by his bedside, her hand lightly caressing his cheek. "Gohan," she breathed, her voice thick with unshed tears. Only afterwards when she was alone did she shed her tears.

Seeing her again brought forth memories he thought he had buried by now. He missed her. Yes, and Gohan too. They both died in his time, his teachers. From Gohan he learned to fight and from Shira he learned the art of swordplay. From both he learned how to love, as they had loved each other deeply.

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he leaped from the boulder and quietly landed on the rocky ground. It didn't appear that Shira had noticed, and so he kept following her at a discreet distance, knowing sooner or later he would have to stop her.


Shira had sensed a faint energy level not far from her, and all her skills were at her command, every muscle prepared although she showed no outward signs that would give her away. When she finally felt a light touch on her shoulder, she grabbed the hand and flipped the person over her hip and flat on his back on the ground. He soon found himself staring down the blade of her sword.

"Why were you following me?" she demanded, the steely glint of her blue eyes suddenly giving way to confusion. :Who is this?: she wondered, noting his lavender hair and the sword strapped across his back.

"To keep you from making a mistake," Trunks replied, his face mere inches from the sharp edge. He showed no fear or nervousness as he had been in this position many times when he first began his training with her. :Well, maybe I am a little nervous,: he amended. :She could very well end my life right now. Shit, but if this wasn't the wrong way to go about it.:

Shira searched his feelings and found nothing threatening from him. She sheathed her sword with a flourish and helped the stranger to his feet. "And how are you going to do that?" Now that he was standing, she got her first glimpse of him. He wasn't much taller than her and about her own age. :Damn if he isn't handsome though,: she thought with some dismay. Her eyes met his, and she quickly looked away, cursing herself for the blush that crept into her cheeks.

Trunks smiled, noticing her sudden discomfort. "I'll stop you any way I have to, Shira," he replied.

She gasped, surprised. "How do you know my name?"

"I know more about you than just your name. But I'll have to explain later. Right now I've got some business with Frieza to take care of."

"You're going to fight Frieza?" she asked, incredulous. He nodded. "Well, I guess I should say you're about the most insane person I've ever met."

"You'll see shortly," he replied, beginning to walk away from her. "I've got nothing to fear from Frieza."

"Famous last words," she called after him. "I'll be sure to engrave them on your headstone when I bury you!" He merely waved in response, which only irritated her further. :How dare he!: she fumed.

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Author's note- So what did you think? Thanks for reading and please review to let me know how you like it! Shelly