I know... I know... It took me forever to post this story... I am really really sorry... but I do have a good reason... We just sold the condo that we are living in and are getting ready to move into a house and with a sick kid in the whole mess, whew.... I hope to finish this tale before I move....I hope...
Anyway, do read and enjoy the next chapter... I am working on 12 right now and it should be up within a week... hopefully nothing else happens around here.
Soyna
It Never Ends
Haunting the Present
Part 11
Dende.
Goku didn't remember him looking so old. He had always looked so young before, but then, it has been a long time. He was starting to look like old Kami. That thought was rather scary.
He was greeted warmly and took the invitation of tea gratefully.
"What brings you up here?" Dende asked.
Goku started slow but began to explain that he thought there was something wrong with the dragon.
Dende just stared at him with wide eyes.
He explained the odd dreams with as little detail as possible. He explained how the dragon itched or felt warm at times. "Has this merger ever been done before?" he asked.
Dende shook his head. "Well, it was never needed before. No evil wishes were ever made on dragonballs before they arrived on earth. They never needed so much protection," he sighed heavily. "I cannot image what could be wrong."
"Could you ask the elders on the new planet Namek?" Goku said. He didn't like the sound of desperation in his own voice.
"I will. I will. I wish I could help you more."
Goku rubbed his stomach. That was where the dragon's head was today. He knew the marks moved but they were slow movements before. Now, it seemed to be in a completely different position than before every time he woke up.
"What about the dragon moving?" he asked. "Is that normal?"
Dende just shook his head. "I do not know. I will ask for you, but I have to wait until later in the day, so that I can get a clear line to reach them."
Goku sighed heavily.
"I am sorry that I cannot help you right now. Why don't you stay and rest here?" Dende offered. "maybe some relaxation will help you."
Goku nodded. "Maybe."
........................................
Vegeta stayed back and watched as Bulma and that strange blond woman, who's name turned out to be Vala, were both yelling and weeping over Yamcha who looked like he was recovering from one hell of a hangover.
He said that he didn't remember what happened but the two women and Puar were still harping on him. They just wouldn't stop. Yamcha looked as if he wished he could melt into the floor.
He didn't smell like booze though.
Maybe that is what kept him around. He wasn't sure why he even cared. Bulma had forced him to go searching for him and he found the stupid human blinking like a stunned idiot in a alley behind a bar. He looked as if he didn't know how he got there.
Most likely didn't.
He just assumed that he had been drunk.
But he did not smell of booze. He had plenty of bruises on his arms and there was a pretty big on one side of his head. The two woman were berating him about fighting, when he didn't train anymore.
But even with the weakling human not training, he still was not a weakling by human standards. He was either drunk out of his tree or he was sneaked up on. He doubted both of those now.
He did not have any sympathy for him though. He got himself into a situation that should not have happened.
"I really don't remember," Yamcha whined. "I mean, I was just going to the store to pick up stuff for supper. I remember a sharp sound and then, I remember the alley. I am not lying here! I didn't go out drinking and my head really really hurts right now, so if you will all be quiet and let me rest!" He said as he buried his head in his hands.
He was shaking.
Vegeta frowned. Both women were silent and the woman that had attached herself to the weakling human sat beside him and comforted him now.
He kept rubbing that bruise on the side of his head.
Something about that was very familiar, but it had been so long...
Yamcha started to cry.
He shook his head and left the room. He couldn't stand to see people cry. Especially grown men.
.......................................
Pan felt awful. She wanted to cry.
She had found hotel and plane receipts in his pockets. All stuff for this weekend. He was planning something with someone else.
Hotels!
Trips to tropical resorts!
Who was he going with?
He had a room booked. A fancy suite with a fancy name.
She wanted to rip up the offending pieces of paper. It would have been so easy to do so, but then she wouldn't have any evidence.
She found herself wanting to go talk to Soyna and she did find herself going into their house. She knew that she shouldn't be bothering her with this, not with all that she was going through, but... she wanted to talk to her.
She was alone, curled up on the couch. She had a rather distance look to her and almost left her alone. Why should she bother her with her problems? That was until Soyna looked up at her.
"Hey," Pan said, still holding the pieces of paper. "How are you doing?" she said and sat beside her.
She shrugged. "Could be better," she said, but she certainly didn't look as upset as Trunks said that she was. She must be getting better. "You look like crap. What's wrong?"
She blinked. Well, Soyna was never one for beating around the bush, was she? She sighed and explained her feelings of anxiety and her fear that Trunks was planning a trip with another woman.
She handed Soyna the sheets of paper with the offending words and information. She frowned at them.
"I want to yell at him and strangle him and ..." Pan sighed. "I am just so confused. After all we have been though together as he goes and does this to me."
"I don't know if you should be wary," She said in a whisper. "I never thought of the Brennen in this time and he shows up on my door. He is much different age that he was in my time that he should be, so I never expected to see him again. Maybe, you should worry about the appearance of my mother."
Pan was stunned.
She never even thought of that!
How could she compete against that! She would be pushed aside, as she pushed Goten aside. She knew that Soyna didn't mean too, but she couldn't help it. Was this happening with Trunks too?
She held the evidence.
She sighed even more heavily. Talking with Soyna was supposed to make her feel better, not worse.
...........................................
"Mom?" Marron said nervously as she looked at her sharp eyed mother. Dad was busy elsewhere. Bulma called and they were talking about Yamcha for some reason.
"Yes?" she said.
"I have something to tell you."
"Well? Out with it." She said.
"I think you should sit down," Marron said. She didn't think she could be so nervous.
Her mother turned and put her hands on her hips. "What? Are you pregnant or something? I know you have been sneaking around with some guy? Are you ashamed of your family or something? I am assuming that is what you are finally going to tell me." Marron was stunned. Well, she wasn't pregnant, but how did mom know that she was sneaking, or rather, she was seeing some guy? At least she didn't know who it was.
"I'm not pregnant," She said.
"Well, that is a relief! I would hate to have a shot gun wedding like Pan and Trunks were forced too." 18 said and looked sharply at her daughter. "So, who are you seeing?"
"He is a really nice guy," Marron said. "He has a really good job and we won't ever have to worry about money."
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah," She waved her arms, "Get on with it. When will I met this man that you are with?"
"Oh, you already know him," Marron said and looked at the floor. This was a lot harder than she thought it was going to be. She did kind of wish that Junior was here so that she could hid behind him. Mom was a very intimidating person at times.
"Oh?" She said. She tilted her head back and tapped her chin. "I already know him, hey. Who could it be?"
"It's Junior mom," Marron said. "We have been going out for awhile now and we love each other. Okay!"
Marron bit her lip in anticipation of her mother blowing up at her. She did look rather stunned. "Junior," her voice was low and it looked like she was thinking about something else. "Junior... you mean, Vegeta Junior!" Her eyes blinked wide. "Soyna allowed this!"
"Wellll, you see, she doesn't know yet," Marron said.
18 shook her head.
"We are going to tell her soon," Marron said.
Mom was still shaking her head as she walked away. "It's your hide."
Marron sighed heavily. That went better than she thought it was going to go. Still not as good as she hoped but not to bad. She didn't get told not to see him again. That was the good thing. She was after all a woman now. She wasn't a kid and could make her own decisions now. But you always look to your parents.
..............................
Dende looked over to Goku. He did look different. He needed time to examine him. He knew that there was something wrong with the dragon, he knew that. He had felt it for some time. He didn't know what to do about it though.
He knew that Goku was leaving out much of his dreams as well.
What was he to tell Goku?
He did something that he promised himself that he would never do. He intruded into Goku's thoughts.
He found that the dragons thoughts were mixed in well with Goku's and they were hard to separate. That was not good. He had wondered why he had left and the absence of him memories when he returned. That was a sign that something was wrong.
He wasn't sure how he was going to tell Goku that the fusion had doomed both him and the dragon.
The dragon moving and getting warms were signs that the dragon was trying to break free. The dragon no longer wanted to be with Goku.
Dende sighed. He didn't know if they could survive without each other. They had been fused for so long, if they separated, it could be deadly.
...........................
Pan chewed on her lip with worry. Crystal was playing in the sandbox and was oblivious to her mother worry.
Could he be with another woman? And could that other woman be Soyna and Junior's mother? She had never even thought that possibility could happen, but with the appearance of Brennen... it seemed that anything was possible.
He came home in a good mood and had talked about all that he did in the office that day. She couldn't tell if he was lying. She thought she was good at detecting lies.
She had put the offending evidence back where she found it.
She was hoping that she was just being hysterical. Just overreacting. She had to be.
What if...??
She didn't want to play that game!
She didn't want to doubt her love for Trunks!
Because she didn't!
She didn't!
...............
Trunks didn't know why she was so worried. He could see it written all over her face as quick as the anger came, the sorrow came.
He was really thinking of moving up the honeymoon to get her out of this funk.
It was driving him nuts! He played with Crystal a bit, thinking that she must just be stressed from being at home all day.... Maybe she needed to get out and get a job so that she wasn't so frantic.
He sighed.
They would talk about it after their honeymoon. Everything would be okay after that.
...........................
"Eenny, meanie, miney, mo!"
That wasn't helping.
Who was he to pick?
Each one had their own dangers and pluses.
But he knew that he had to pick soon. He had to choose which of those children would be the best to pick off, gleen the information off of him, and then set the plan into motion. He hoped that the information would tell him what he expected.
He had so much at stake.
So much.
Which boy would guarantee the wishes?
None would, but then, he only needed the boy for a short while... Such an important decision!
"Fry... Legen... Benot," he muttered. He repeated the names over and over again. "Which one of you brats will serve my purpose?" He tapped a pen against his teeth. He hoped that it wouldn't matter. But, could he take that chance?
Anyway, do read and enjoy the next chapter... I am working on 12 right now and it should be up within a week... hopefully nothing else happens around here.
Soyna
It Never Ends
Haunting the Present
Part 11
Dende.
Goku didn't remember him looking so old. He had always looked so young before, but then, it has been a long time. He was starting to look like old Kami. That thought was rather scary.
He was greeted warmly and took the invitation of tea gratefully.
"What brings you up here?" Dende asked.
Goku started slow but began to explain that he thought there was something wrong with the dragon.
Dende just stared at him with wide eyes.
He explained the odd dreams with as little detail as possible. He explained how the dragon itched or felt warm at times. "Has this merger ever been done before?" he asked.
Dende shook his head. "Well, it was never needed before. No evil wishes were ever made on dragonballs before they arrived on earth. They never needed so much protection," he sighed heavily. "I cannot image what could be wrong."
"Could you ask the elders on the new planet Namek?" Goku said. He didn't like the sound of desperation in his own voice.
"I will. I will. I wish I could help you more."
Goku rubbed his stomach. That was where the dragon's head was today. He knew the marks moved but they were slow movements before. Now, it seemed to be in a completely different position than before every time he woke up.
"What about the dragon moving?" he asked. "Is that normal?"
Dende just shook his head. "I do not know. I will ask for you, but I have to wait until later in the day, so that I can get a clear line to reach them."
Goku sighed heavily.
"I am sorry that I cannot help you right now. Why don't you stay and rest here?" Dende offered. "maybe some relaxation will help you."
Goku nodded. "Maybe."
........................................
Vegeta stayed back and watched as Bulma and that strange blond woman, who's name turned out to be Vala, were both yelling and weeping over Yamcha who looked like he was recovering from one hell of a hangover.
He said that he didn't remember what happened but the two women and Puar were still harping on him. They just wouldn't stop. Yamcha looked as if he wished he could melt into the floor.
He didn't smell like booze though.
Maybe that is what kept him around. He wasn't sure why he even cared. Bulma had forced him to go searching for him and he found the stupid human blinking like a stunned idiot in a alley behind a bar. He looked as if he didn't know how he got there.
Most likely didn't.
He just assumed that he had been drunk.
But he did not smell of booze. He had plenty of bruises on his arms and there was a pretty big on one side of his head. The two woman were berating him about fighting, when he didn't train anymore.
But even with the weakling human not training, he still was not a weakling by human standards. He was either drunk out of his tree or he was sneaked up on. He doubted both of those now.
He did not have any sympathy for him though. He got himself into a situation that should not have happened.
"I really don't remember," Yamcha whined. "I mean, I was just going to the store to pick up stuff for supper. I remember a sharp sound and then, I remember the alley. I am not lying here! I didn't go out drinking and my head really really hurts right now, so if you will all be quiet and let me rest!" He said as he buried his head in his hands.
He was shaking.
Vegeta frowned. Both women were silent and the woman that had attached herself to the weakling human sat beside him and comforted him now.
He kept rubbing that bruise on the side of his head.
Something about that was very familiar, but it had been so long...
Yamcha started to cry.
He shook his head and left the room. He couldn't stand to see people cry. Especially grown men.
.......................................
Pan felt awful. She wanted to cry.
She had found hotel and plane receipts in his pockets. All stuff for this weekend. He was planning something with someone else.
Hotels!
Trips to tropical resorts!
Who was he going with?
He had a room booked. A fancy suite with a fancy name.
She wanted to rip up the offending pieces of paper. It would have been so easy to do so, but then she wouldn't have any evidence.
She found herself wanting to go talk to Soyna and she did find herself going into their house. She knew that she shouldn't be bothering her with this, not with all that she was going through, but... she wanted to talk to her.
She was alone, curled up on the couch. She had a rather distance look to her and almost left her alone. Why should she bother her with her problems? That was until Soyna looked up at her.
"Hey," Pan said, still holding the pieces of paper. "How are you doing?" she said and sat beside her.
She shrugged. "Could be better," she said, but she certainly didn't look as upset as Trunks said that she was. She must be getting better. "You look like crap. What's wrong?"
She blinked. Well, Soyna was never one for beating around the bush, was she? She sighed and explained her feelings of anxiety and her fear that Trunks was planning a trip with another woman.
She handed Soyna the sheets of paper with the offending words and information. She frowned at them.
"I want to yell at him and strangle him and ..." Pan sighed. "I am just so confused. After all we have been though together as he goes and does this to me."
"I don't know if you should be wary," She said in a whisper. "I never thought of the Brennen in this time and he shows up on my door. He is much different age that he was in my time that he should be, so I never expected to see him again. Maybe, you should worry about the appearance of my mother."
Pan was stunned.
She never even thought of that!
How could she compete against that! She would be pushed aside, as she pushed Goten aside. She knew that Soyna didn't mean too, but she couldn't help it. Was this happening with Trunks too?
She held the evidence.
She sighed even more heavily. Talking with Soyna was supposed to make her feel better, not worse.
...........................................
"Mom?" Marron said nervously as she looked at her sharp eyed mother. Dad was busy elsewhere. Bulma called and they were talking about Yamcha for some reason.
"Yes?" she said.
"I have something to tell you."
"Well? Out with it." She said.
"I think you should sit down," Marron said. She didn't think she could be so nervous.
Her mother turned and put her hands on her hips. "What? Are you pregnant or something? I know you have been sneaking around with some guy? Are you ashamed of your family or something? I am assuming that is what you are finally going to tell me." Marron was stunned. Well, she wasn't pregnant, but how did mom know that she was sneaking, or rather, she was seeing some guy? At least she didn't know who it was.
"I'm not pregnant," She said.
"Well, that is a relief! I would hate to have a shot gun wedding like Pan and Trunks were forced too." 18 said and looked sharply at her daughter. "So, who are you seeing?"
"He is a really nice guy," Marron said. "He has a really good job and we won't ever have to worry about money."
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah," She waved her arms, "Get on with it. When will I met this man that you are with?"
"Oh, you already know him," Marron said and looked at the floor. This was a lot harder than she thought it was going to be. She did kind of wish that Junior was here so that she could hid behind him. Mom was a very intimidating person at times.
"Oh?" She said. She tilted her head back and tapped her chin. "I already know him, hey. Who could it be?"
"It's Junior mom," Marron said. "We have been going out for awhile now and we love each other. Okay!"
Marron bit her lip in anticipation of her mother blowing up at her. She did look rather stunned. "Junior," her voice was low and it looked like she was thinking about something else. "Junior... you mean, Vegeta Junior!" Her eyes blinked wide. "Soyna allowed this!"
"Wellll, you see, she doesn't know yet," Marron said.
18 shook her head.
"We are going to tell her soon," Marron said.
Mom was still shaking her head as she walked away. "It's your hide."
Marron sighed heavily. That went better than she thought it was going to go. Still not as good as she hoped but not to bad. She didn't get told not to see him again. That was the good thing. She was after all a woman now. She wasn't a kid and could make her own decisions now. But you always look to your parents.
..............................
Dende looked over to Goku. He did look different. He needed time to examine him. He knew that there was something wrong with the dragon, he knew that. He had felt it for some time. He didn't know what to do about it though.
He knew that Goku was leaving out much of his dreams as well.
What was he to tell Goku?
He did something that he promised himself that he would never do. He intruded into Goku's thoughts.
He found that the dragons thoughts were mixed in well with Goku's and they were hard to separate. That was not good. He had wondered why he had left and the absence of him memories when he returned. That was a sign that something was wrong.
He wasn't sure how he was going to tell Goku that the fusion had doomed both him and the dragon.
The dragon moving and getting warms were signs that the dragon was trying to break free. The dragon no longer wanted to be with Goku.
Dende sighed. He didn't know if they could survive without each other. They had been fused for so long, if they separated, it could be deadly.
...........................
Pan chewed on her lip with worry. Crystal was playing in the sandbox and was oblivious to her mother worry.
Could he be with another woman? And could that other woman be Soyna and Junior's mother? She had never even thought that possibility could happen, but with the appearance of Brennen... it seemed that anything was possible.
He came home in a good mood and had talked about all that he did in the office that day. She couldn't tell if he was lying. She thought she was good at detecting lies.
She had put the offending evidence back where she found it.
She was hoping that she was just being hysterical. Just overreacting. She had to be.
What if...??
She didn't want to play that game!
She didn't want to doubt her love for Trunks!
Because she didn't!
She didn't!
...............
Trunks didn't know why she was so worried. He could see it written all over her face as quick as the anger came, the sorrow came.
He was really thinking of moving up the honeymoon to get her out of this funk.
It was driving him nuts! He played with Crystal a bit, thinking that she must just be stressed from being at home all day.... Maybe she needed to get out and get a job so that she wasn't so frantic.
He sighed.
They would talk about it after their honeymoon. Everything would be okay after that.
...........................
"Eenny, meanie, miney, mo!"
That wasn't helping.
Who was he to pick?
Each one had their own dangers and pluses.
But he knew that he had to pick soon. He had to choose which of those children would be the best to pick off, gleen the information off of him, and then set the plan into motion. He hoped that the information would tell him what he expected.
He had so much at stake.
So much.
Which boy would guarantee the wishes?
None would, but then, he only needed the boy for a short while... Such an important decision!
"Fry... Legen... Benot," he muttered. He repeated the names over and over again. "Which one of you brats will serve my purpose?" He tapped a pen against his teeth. He hoped that it wouldn't matter. But, could he take that chance?
