Wh333333333!!! Fanficcy goodness… A nice long chapter too, cause I couldn't figure where to end it, ^^

I don't own DBZ! But I wish I did… At least I still own Opal, Seikimatsu, and Teddy Bear Trunks' slight personality differences ^^…

Opal: e.e I just copyrighted myself.

Me: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

AND POO TO YOU, HARLEQUIN!!! (check the reviews for Shades of Gray if you have no idea what that's about)

Through Their Eyes Conflict

Trunks and Opal landed on the huge platform. A breeze blew by, skirling their hair about their faces. When the wind settled, so did their hair, revealing the expressions on their faces.

Piccolo looked up from where he was seated next to Dende, and a grin crossed his face, revealing bulky fangs.

"Took you two long enough… I thought we might have to begin without you."

Trunks glared at him, nearly surpassing his father's best. Piccolo merely grinned some more.

"Who's that?"

Opal blinked at the slightly unfamiliar voice and went into fighting mode… then recognized it and relaxed.

So Chichi is here too… makes sense. After all, Gohan and Gokou ARE her husband and son…

"Ahh, Seiki-saisho!"

Startled, Opal looked up. Approaching her was a young (and handsome, hehe) Namekseijin.

A smile crossed her face.

"You must be Dende-sama, nee? You going to perform some miracles for us?"

The Namekseijin smiled, revealing fangs similar to Piccolo's.

"Sure am… Could I talk to you in private?"

Opal followed his lead to behind one of the many pillars littering the palace. She could feel the strong aura of several powerful spirits nearby.

Dende sighed.

"I… well, I told the others about the whole deal. They---"

Opal grinned as she interrupted, her ice-blue eyes sparkling mischievously. "Vegeta threw a bloody fit, Gohan is indecisive, and Goku is wondering what the heck is going on, and what the big deal about me is."

The teenaged Namek rolled his eyes. "Bingo."

"Dende, the boys are getting impatient…" growled Piccolo.

Dende smiled at her. "Just wanted to warn you."

"Thanks; I've got the feeling I'm gonna need it."

With a nod, Dende and Opal walked back to the rest of the group.

"Back off, everyone; things might get a little ugly…"

Deliberately, both Dende and Piccolo paced a circle around the inanimate bodies, carefully scuffing out a boundary. Lighting crackled, both between and around them.

Opal fidgeted, playing with her buzz-saw bangs; she could feel the energy growing around them as static electricity, and it was making her itch. Badly.

A sudden hand on her shoulder mad her look up; solemn sea-blue eyes met nervous ice-crusted ones.

Opal stopped fidgeting.

The light was growing brighter, now; Opal supposed it took a lot of energy to reunite a soul with its body, if the intense looks on the Namekseijin's faces said anything.

With a sudden boom, all the pent up energy exploded away, nearly knocking poor Chi-chi off the platform, and causing Opal to yowl and grab for the nearest stable thing (which just so happened to be Trunks).

Silence dropped for a moment as the dust cleared… and nothing happened.

Opal frowned, opened her mouth to wonder what was wrong out loud… and found she couldn't, as someone's hand crept around her throat, shutting off her air supply. She choked.

"I have you now, you little bitch," snarled the Saiya-jin no Ouji.

Opal made a soft helpless squeak noise, then turned it into a growl as she kicked ineffectually at him. She couldn't breath!

Hello! You may be human based, but you're a jinzouningen! You don't really need to breath!

She rolled her eyes at her own stupidity, and then simply stopped breathing. The need for air went away in a moment as her backup systems started working.

"Father! LET HER GO!" Trunks' short rush barely registered on her senses; he rammed into Vegeta before either she or Vegeta could respond. Vegeta let go, causing Opal to squeak again as she landed ingloriously on her butt. Vegeta snarled again, and turned to face his son, deadly ki ball in hand… but was stopped as Opal grabbed his tail, causing him to gasp and fall down in pain. Opal let go in a hurry, keeping just enough grip on the furry appendage to stop him from moving much.

"I thought as much," she said wearily. "Not used to having a tail anymore, eh, Veggie-chan?"

His only response was to growl. Opal decided she was safe and looked up.

Trunks was standing between her and a very pale-looking Gohan. Both were in SSJ, and both were just standing there. Nearby, an extremely confused Gokou was looking to her, to Trunks and Gohan, to Vegeta, and then back to her again. It was he that broke the silence.

"Ano… could someone explain what's going on?"

Trunks twitched, and before anybody could say anything, snatched up Opal, threw her over his shoulder, then flew up and away from the others, the whole time growling like a dog that thought its food was going to be stolen.

"Ack! TRUNKS! PUT ME DOWN, YOU KISAMA!!"

Her only reply was the half-mutter, "Not going to let them take you away…"

It was actually quite sweet, but that didn't mean she didn't want to be put down. She hissed, cat-style, then began pounding at his back. He of course ignored her, until the expletives she was spitting out got bad enough to singe even his hardened Saiya-jin ears. Trunks winced, then pulled her off his shoulder and into his arms.  She made a muffled noise of surprise, then punched him in the chest. He looked down at her.

"Opal, I didn't want them to hurt you. Hell, let Okaa-san explain everything; I am not going back there until I know that they won't hurt you."

"Not even for Gohan-san? Or your otou-san?" She whispered, blue eyes wide.

"Not even for them," he agreed, and then they were both quiet as they flew in the direction of sunset.

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Yay! New chapter… COMPLETE! Took me long enough! I'm so sorry for those of you that read this! Please forgive!

Anyway, it seems I'm getting another writing inspiration thingy, so expect me to finish at least one more chapter before it goes poof, along with a sweet little songfic I'm in the middle of (it's the part when Opal tells when/where she's from). And as always…

READ AND REVIEW!!!!!

Thank you. Also, I did the cover for Shades of Gray, and am working on the cover for this. E-mail me at:

Silver_tervadi@hotmail.com if you want it.