Haunting the Present
Part 13
PAST COMING
Dende looked down at the earth.
He was worried about Goku and Shelong. Why was the connection going haywire? It was the best interest for everyone for the fusion to remain. Why did Shelong want to break it?
He sighed deeply. There was nothing he could really do about it either. It had never been done before and this was yet another anomaly that the few remaining Saiyians have created in the universe.
They have such a strong will to survive. Such a strong will that overshadowed everything else at times.
He sighed again.
Something was going to have to break and break soon. The tension level could not remain as such.
He just hoped that no one was going to die this time.
.......
He was feeling a little better today. He had come to grips with the fact that Soyna could never be his. She was in a different world than his. He should have known that from the beginning. He couldn't blame himself from being turned by a pretty fact, because she was rather beautiful.
Mart and Jamna were helping a bit. Mart was being the rational one and Jamna had even toned down his normal exuberant talking style to make him feel better.
He was starting to feel better.
There were other fish in the sea.
Open all the doors before you make a decision.
She was not his type.
There was other saying and cliches that he had listened to over their break in their ball game.
They were just not meant to be.
"Dad!" some kid yelled. A little purple mop top that had two other boys trying to pull him back and yelling just as loudly for him to stop. Those three have been a great sort of amusement today. He thought that they were a little young to be out this late at night, but they weren't his kids, so why should he care?
"Want another game?" Mart said balancing the basketball on his finger, "Before we hit the showers?"
Jamna jumped up. "Ready to go."
He nodded. He didn't think about much when was playing ball.
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He felt so... so small. It was the first time that he did this. He ran his hands across his chest and belly. He was not used to the feel of it but it was welcome at the same time.
Control.
Something he had not had since his creation.
Not that he had minded his existence before. The joining and the wandering were fun. He had enjoyed that a lot, even though he was at the will of his host. He had even enjoyed the first while living with the family that had used him so many times in the past for good and bad reasons. They had even tried to protect him.
He started to walk, slowly at first. He had never controlled the body before and he didn't want to stumble. He had his first feeling of doubt about a year ago, but now they were full force in his mind. At first, he couldn't figure out what it was about. He thought it was just restlessness for staying still for so long. That was only part of it.
He wanted his own self.
He wanted to explore and learn on his own. He did not want any of his old ties.
It took him awhile to figure out how to do it, but he figured out a way. But it was a long shot. A true long shot for it was a lot to ask.
He walked a little quicker now, more aware of how the limbs worked.
There she was. He stopped and just about stumbled over his hosts feet. He could feel his face smiling.
Soyna.
She was sitting staring at the sky and gently swinging on the porch swing that he remembered his host installing for her. She looked deep in thought.
He took a deep breath, knowing all to well that he had spent much too much time among the humans but at the same time feeling his whole body twitch with anticipation.
"Hi," he said and sat next to her. She looked up briefly and then continued to look into the sky. "Aren't you supposed to be resting?"
"I don't need another babysitter," she said in a low voice. So independent! Even in her fragile condition! "I am waiting for Benot and Legen to get home. They are most likely chasing Dinosaurs in the mountains again, even after I told them not too."
"I am sure they are fine," he said.
She gave him an odd look "Are you okay, Goku?"
He couldn't help but jump. He was not used to this feeling. It was nervousness. He had never been nervous in his life before. "Fine," he quickly said. "Just fine."
She gave him and even odder look. "Goten sent you, didn't he?" she said and pointed and accusing finger into his chest. He felt the strength in it as it poked him. What a woman! She had to agree to this.
"No. No, he didn't!" he quickly said. How was he going to ask her? She thought he was Goku! Well, that is what he wanted after all, wasn't it?
"Well!" she said sharply. "You can go back home now. I do NOT need to have a babysitter. I'm three steps away from my front door. I am NOT dying! I am just having a kid! Geez!" She had her hands on her hips and was glaring at him. Boy, he thought he was nervous before. Her gaze would have stopped him in his true form! Such fire! If only he could harness that!
"That's not why I'm here," he said, trying to make his voice even and certain. He was getting weak being in this form. He had to get out of it!
"Yeah. Right," she snorted and still stared. Her Saiyian tail was twitching behind her and poofed up. She was mad at him. She wasn't supposed to get upset. Not with the child in her! She had stay calm! He was not good at social skills! He should have been more direct from the beginning! Why did he think that he could air in this form? He should not have tried to masquerade as Goku. He was not good at being a mere mortal.
"Really. I was just..." He sighed deeply and forced himself to look away from her intense gaze. "I need to ask you something."
"What?" she said in a sharp tone.
Direct is best. Right?
........................
He was late again! AGAIN!
She was certain that he was definitely sneaking around now! He had to be! Why else would he be saying that he is spending so much time at work.
She was glad that Crystal was still at her mothers. She was furious and she needed to take out her aggressions on something and training like she used to helped her get her aggression out before Trunks would get home and she would pummel him with the nearest frying pan!
How dare he after all that he promised her and said that no one else ever meant as much as she...
But how could she compete with a woman that his OTHER self had been with and loved... Soyna had to bring that up. How could she not think of that possibility?
She wanted to hit something and the bots, just did not cut it. They just shattered at her punch. Crumpled into dust... she wanted to hit something that would moan and hurt.
How dare he cheat on her. How dare he!
She crushed another bot with her hands and let it crumble to the floor. She wished she had the strength to hurt Trunks like she was hurt. She threw a blast across the room. She remembered all to vividly how he had become so jealous when he thought she was interested in Junior. That was the big fight that they had together before... well, before they got together.
Well, she chuckled to herself, she would have to find a way.
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"DAD!"
Brennen stumbled and feel as the purple hared kid tackled him with amazing force. "I knew it was you! Daddy!" Then he was hugged fiercely by the kid.
He lay on the paved court. Stunned.
Daddy? He had no kids! This kid looked like he was almost eight years old. He would have to have been twelve... it was just impossible.
"Woah, little dude," Jamna said as he pulled down his sunglasses. "You have the wrong man, man."
Mart just looked stunned.
"Benot!" both the little kids said and the one with blond hair tried to pull him off of him.
Jamna spoke again. "Hey, the blond kid looks a lot like you dude! He could be your kid." He said. Not to helpful.
The kid with the purple hair smiled brightly at him. "you can get rid of the wimp for me right! You can make everything all better. You have to come home and see mom. Mom will be so happy to see you again. It will get her out of this dip that she is in. Okay dad. Are you going to come dad?"
"HE IS NOT OUR DAD!" the blond hair kid yelled. The other boy looked frightened and chewed his knuckle as he watched.
"That wimp is not our father! He is more our father than he is!" the purple hared kid said still sitting on his chest with his hands place firmly on his shoulders. "Right dad. You'll fix everything." Desperation was replaced by hope in his voice.
"What mess have you gotten yourself into?" Mart said as he still stared blankly at him.
He shook his head and stood. He brushed the kid off only to have him attach himself to his leg. "Look kid. I don't even have a girlfriend. How can I have kids? You have the wrong guy."
"Nu-uh!" he said and shook his head violently. "You have to come home. You have to straighten everything out."
He rolled his eyes and looked to his friends for help. Jamna kept his mouth shut for once.
"Come on Benot," the blond kid said. "He doesn't know us. He is not our REAL dad. Come on. Let's go home." He was trying to sound gentle. The kid that was attached to his leg - Benot - eyes started to well up and he looked up with big blue tear filled eyes.
"Please. Please come." He was going to cry. "You'll make mom feel so much better. Please. Please."
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Junior was nervous but figured that it was the best time. The whole house was quiet. Goten was sleeping on the couch with Flint and Flare in his arms. Quite a cute scene. He knew that his sister was out on the porch waiting for her other two children to come back.
She was calm. Or at least, he hoped that she was.
This would be the best time to tell her about Marron.
Of course, he was not expecting to see Goku out there. He did not quite understand what he was seeing. Goku had her gripped by one arm, and it looked rather tightly. She looked like she was pulling away. He almost thought that she saw a glint of fear in her eyes but he was quite sure that was just his imagination. His sister was not afraid of anything.
Goku quickly let go of her arm as he closed the door behind him. Soyna stumbled a few steps back and took a deep breath.
"'Geta," she said quickly, slipping into calling him that was a little bit surprising. She hadn't called him that in years it seemed. "What are you doing out here?" She stood beside him and then gave him a stern look. "Goten didn't send you, did he?"
"No. No," he said. "I just wanted to talk to you about something." He said.
"Well, I guess I should get going," Goku said. His words slow and he looked rather confused.
"Yes, you should," Soyna said in a harsh tone. He doubted that she had ever been cold to Goku before. He always thought that Soyna rather liked him and saw him as a father figure. Maybe the stress of everything was too much on her after all.
Maybe, he shouldn't tell her that he was in love with an androids daughter.
Goku rubbed his head and started to walk back to his own house. Why was he looking so confused?
They both watched him go and then she sat back down with a sigh.
"What was that about?" he asked as he sat next to her.
She shook her head and ran her hands through her rather tame looking hair. "I am not to sure," she said with a heavy sigh. "I doesn't matter right now. You had something you wanted to tell me?" her eyes bored right into him as if he were ten years old again. He knew very well that if he would not get away with not telling her.
"Well," he said nervously and tried really hard to keep his hands still in his lap and looking right at her. If he didn't, she would pry even harder. "It's about this girl..."
"A girl?" she said with a smirk on her lips.
He really wished that he could have just got Goten to tell her. He was not used to his sister like this anymore. Ever since her marriage, he was given a freedom that he had not had in the past. But she could always put him back down in his place. Those eyes of her and that simple stern tone. She didn't need to yell to get him feeling guilty about something so that he would confess. She had only ever yelled at Dad those times. In those times... he sighed. He really didn't want to go down memory lane. It still hurt sometimes.
"Well," she said.
He realized that he had paused to long. "I have been seeing her for awhile now and I was kind of scared to tell anyone about it."
"How long?"
"A while," he said and found himself looking at his lap and looking at her in brief glances. Damn it. He was not ten years old anymore.
"How long?"
"About... a year," he said and winced. She was going to be mad.
She did look a little upset but not to angry yet.
"Why so long?" her voice was a little colder. A lot of restraint in it.
"Well..." he sighed and rubbed his hands on his legs. Why couldn't his hands stay still? "Sis, it's just that I..."
"Were you ashamed of your family?" she said curtly.
"No!" he said quickly looking up at her. "Nothing like that!"
"Are you ashamed of hers?"
"No!"
"Then why did you keep it a secret?" she said simply. Her tone was curt and bitter. Sometimes, he really wished she would yell. It would be easier to handle. She used to yell at dad but no one else, back in their true time.
"It's just that we thought it would be better," he said. "I never planned it to be so long. We just wanted to make sure that everything was going to be okay between us before we throw in all the other equations in."
She just stared.
"I love her Sis. I really do and I don't want you to be mad at me for who I feel in love with," he said. He allowed his voice to rise a bit. One of the few times that he had ever stood up to his sister. Well, he was sort of standing up to her.
Soyna face smoothed a bit. "Is she pregnant?"
He felt himself gasp for air. "NO!"
"Are you planned on getting married?"
"Not yet!" he said.
"Will you marry her?"
"Most likely," he said in a low voice. He wasn't ready to talk about that yet.
"When will I met her?"
"Well, that's the thing," he said. "You already know her."
Her gaze narrowed. "Who is she?"
He was about to tell her, but as he rose his eyes to meet his sister's there was something that he never thought he would see. Fear. He couldn't help but gasp.
She turned to see what he was gaping at and all the color left her face and she sank further into the swing.
................
Trunk's was stunned. What had just happened?
Pan had almost destroyed the training room! All the bots were in rubble, crushed on the floor by excessive gravity.
When he announced that he was home, she just grunted at him, told him that she had to go get Crystal, dinner was in the oven and walked right past him.
Pan had never been this cold to him before. What did he do?
That was it.
He wasn't going to wait until tomorrow night to tell her that he had planned this honeymoon for them. He had been spending a lot of time at work. This would make her feel better. Hell, he even upgraded everything after he found out the travel agent messed up the first bunch and put his name with someone else's.
She would no longer be angry at him.
He hoped.
....................
Well, did I leave enough suspense? He he...
Soyna
Part 13
PAST COMING
Dende looked down at the earth.
He was worried about Goku and Shelong. Why was the connection going haywire? It was the best interest for everyone for the fusion to remain. Why did Shelong want to break it?
He sighed deeply. There was nothing he could really do about it either. It had never been done before and this was yet another anomaly that the few remaining Saiyians have created in the universe.
They have such a strong will to survive. Such a strong will that overshadowed everything else at times.
He sighed again.
Something was going to have to break and break soon. The tension level could not remain as such.
He just hoped that no one was going to die this time.
.......
He was feeling a little better today. He had come to grips with the fact that Soyna could never be his. She was in a different world than his. He should have known that from the beginning. He couldn't blame himself from being turned by a pretty fact, because she was rather beautiful.
Mart and Jamna were helping a bit. Mart was being the rational one and Jamna had even toned down his normal exuberant talking style to make him feel better.
He was starting to feel better.
There were other fish in the sea.
Open all the doors before you make a decision.
She was not his type.
There was other saying and cliches that he had listened to over their break in their ball game.
They were just not meant to be.
"Dad!" some kid yelled. A little purple mop top that had two other boys trying to pull him back and yelling just as loudly for him to stop. Those three have been a great sort of amusement today. He thought that they were a little young to be out this late at night, but they weren't his kids, so why should he care?
"Want another game?" Mart said balancing the basketball on his finger, "Before we hit the showers?"
Jamna jumped up. "Ready to go."
He nodded. He didn't think about much when was playing ball.
....................................
He felt so... so small. It was the first time that he did this. He ran his hands across his chest and belly. He was not used to the feel of it but it was welcome at the same time.
Control.
Something he had not had since his creation.
Not that he had minded his existence before. The joining and the wandering were fun. He had enjoyed that a lot, even though he was at the will of his host. He had even enjoyed the first while living with the family that had used him so many times in the past for good and bad reasons. They had even tried to protect him.
He started to walk, slowly at first. He had never controlled the body before and he didn't want to stumble. He had his first feeling of doubt about a year ago, but now they were full force in his mind. At first, he couldn't figure out what it was about. He thought it was just restlessness for staying still for so long. That was only part of it.
He wanted his own self.
He wanted to explore and learn on his own. He did not want any of his old ties.
It took him awhile to figure out how to do it, but he figured out a way. But it was a long shot. A true long shot for it was a lot to ask.
He walked a little quicker now, more aware of how the limbs worked.
There she was. He stopped and just about stumbled over his hosts feet. He could feel his face smiling.
Soyna.
She was sitting staring at the sky and gently swinging on the porch swing that he remembered his host installing for her. She looked deep in thought.
He took a deep breath, knowing all to well that he had spent much too much time among the humans but at the same time feeling his whole body twitch with anticipation.
"Hi," he said and sat next to her. She looked up briefly and then continued to look into the sky. "Aren't you supposed to be resting?"
"I don't need another babysitter," she said in a low voice. So independent! Even in her fragile condition! "I am waiting for Benot and Legen to get home. They are most likely chasing Dinosaurs in the mountains again, even after I told them not too."
"I am sure they are fine," he said.
She gave him an odd look "Are you okay, Goku?"
He couldn't help but jump. He was not used to this feeling. It was nervousness. He had never been nervous in his life before. "Fine," he quickly said. "Just fine."
She gave him and even odder look. "Goten sent you, didn't he?" she said and pointed and accusing finger into his chest. He felt the strength in it as it poked him. What a woman! She had to agree to this.
"No. No, he didn't!" he quickly said. How was he going to ask her? She thought he was Goku! Well, that is what he wanted after all, wasn't it?
"Well!" she said sharply. "You can go back home now. I do NOT need to have a babysitter. I'm three steps away from my front door. I am NOT dying! I am just having a kid! Geez!" She had her hands on her hips and was glaring at him. Boy, he thought he was nervous before. Her gaze would have stopped him in his true form! Such fire! If only he could harness that!
"That's not why I'm here," he said, trying to make his voice even and certain. He was getting weak being in this form. He had to get out of it!
"Yeah. Right," she snorted and still stared. Her Saiyian tail was twitching behind her and poofed up. She was mad at him. She wasn't supposed to get upset. Not with the child in her! She had stay calm! He was not good at social skills! He should have been more direct from the beginning! Why did he think that he could air in this form? He should not have tried to masquerade as Goku. He was not good at being a mere mortal.
"Really. I was just..." He sighed deeply and forced himself to look away from her intense gaze. "I need to ask you something."
"What?" she said in a sharp tone.
Direct is best. Right?
........................
He was late again! AGAIN!
She was certain that he was definitely sneaking around now! He had to be! Why else would he be saying that he is spending so much time at work.
She was glad that Crystal was still at her mothers. She was furious and she needed to take out her aggressions on something and training like she used to helped her get her aggression out before Trunks would get home and she would pummel him with the nearest frying pan!
How dare he after all that he promised her and said that no one else ever meant as much as she...
But how could she compete with a woman that his OTHER self had been with and loved... Soyna had to bring that up. How could she not think of that possibility?
She wanted to hit something and the bots, just did not cut it. They just shattered at her punch. Crumpled into dust... she wanted to hit something that would moan and hurt.
How dare he cheat on her. How dare he!
She crushed another bot with her hands and let it crumble to the floor. She wished she had the strength to hurt Trunks like she was hurt. She threw a blast across the room. She remembered all to vividly how he had become so jealous when he thought she was interested in Junior. That was the big fight that they had together before... well, before they got together.
Well, she chuckled to herself, she would have to find a way.
................................
"DAD!"
Brennen stumbled and feel as the purple hared kid tackled him with amazing force. "I knew it was you! Daddy!" Then he was hugged fiercely by the kid.
He lay on the paved court. Stunned.
Daddy? He had no kids! This kid looked like he was almost eight years old. He would have to have been twelve... it was just impossible.
"Woah, little dude," Jamna said as he pulled down his sunglasses. "You have the wrong man, man."
Mart just looked stunned.
"Benot!" both the little kids said and the one with blond hair tried to pull him off of him.
Jamna spoke again. "Hey, the blond kid looks a lot like you dude! He could be your kid." He said. Not to helpful.
The kid with the purple hair smiled brightly at him. "you can get rid of the wimp for me right! You can make everything all better. You have to come home and see mom. Mom will be so happy to see you again. It will get her out of this dip that she is in. Okay dad. Are you going to come dad?"
"HE IS NOT OUR DAD!" the blond hair kid yelled. The other boy looked frightened and chewed his knuckle as he watched.
"That wimp is not our father! He is more our father than he is!" the purple hared kid said still sitting on his chest with his hands place firmly on his shoulders. "Right dad. You'll fix everything." Desperation was replaced by hope in his voice.
"What mess have you gotten yourself into?" Mart said as he still stared blankly at him.
He shook his head and stood. He brushed the kid off only to have him attach himself to his leg. "Look kid. I don't even have a girlfriend. How can I have kids? You have the wrong guy."
"Nu-uh!" he said and shook his head violently. "You have to come home. You have to straighten everything out."
He rolled his eyes and looked to his friends for help. Jamna kept his mouth shut for once.
"Come on Benot," the blond kid said. "He doesn't know us. He is not our REAL dad. Come on. Let's go home." He was trying to sound gentle. The kid that was attached to his leg - Benot - eyes started to well up and he looked up with big blue tear filled eyes.
"Please. Please come." He was going to cry. "You'll make mom feel so much better. Please. Please."
.......................
Junior was nervous but figured that it was the best time. The whole house was quiet. Goten was sleeping on the couch with Flint and Flare in his arms. Quite a cute scene. He knew that his sister was out on the porch waiting for her other two children to come back.
She was calm. Or at least, he hoped that she was.
This would be the best time to tell her about Marron.
Of course, he was not expecting to see Goku out there. He did not quite understand what he was seeing. Goku had her gripped by one arm, and it looked rather tightly. She looked like she was pulling away. He almost thought that she saw a glint of fear in her eyes but he was quite sure that was just his imagination. His sister was not afraid of anything.
Goku quickly let go of her arm as he closed the door behind him. Soyna stumbled a few steps back and took a deep breath.
"'Geta," she said quickly, slipping into calling him that was a little bit surprising. She hadn't called him that in years it seemed. "What are you doing out here?" She stood beside him and then gave him a stern look. "Goten didn't send you, did he?"
"No. No," he said. "I just wanted to talk to you about something." He said.
"Well, I guess I should get going," Goku said. His words slow and he looked rather confused.
"Yes, you should," Soyna said in a harsh tone. He doubted that she had ever been cold to Goku before. He always thought that Soyna rather liked him and saw him as a father figure. Maybe the stress of everything was too much on her after all.
Maybe, he shouldn't tell her that he was in love with an androids daughter.
Goku rubbed his head and started to walk back to his own house. Why was he looking so confused?
They both watched him go and then she sat back down with a sigh.
"What was that about?" he asked as he sat next to her.
She shook her head and ran her hands through her rather tame looking hair. "I am not to sure," she said with a heavy sigh. "I doesn't matter right now. You had something you wanted to tell me?" her eyes bored right into him as if he were ten years old again. He knew very well that if he would not get away with not telling her.
"Well," he said nervously and tried really hard to keep his hands still in his lap and looking right at her. If he didn't, she would pry even harder. "It's about this girl..."
"A girl?" she said with a smirk on her lips.
He really wished that he could have just got Goten to tell her. He was not used to his sister like this anymore. Ever since her marriage, he was given a freedom that he had not had in the past. But she could always put him back down in his place. Those eyes of her and that simple stern tone. She didn't need to yell to get him feeling guilty about something so that he would confess. She had only ever yelled at Dad those times. In those times... he sighed. He really didn't want to go down memory lane. It still hurt sometimes.
"Well," she said.
He realized that he had paused to long. "I have been seeing her for awhile now and I was kind of scared to tell anyone about it."
"How long?"
"A while," he said and found himself looking at his lap and looking at her in brief glances. Damn it. He was not ten years old anymore.
"How long?"
"About... a year," he said and winced. She was going to be mad.
She did look a little upset but not to angry yet.
"Why so long?" her voice was a little colder. A lot of restraint in it.
"Well..." he sighed and rubbed his hands on his legs. Why couldn't his hands stay still? "Sis, it's just that I..."
"Were you ashamed of your family?" she said curtly.
"No!" he said quickly looking up at her. "Nothing like that!"
"Are you ashamed of hers?"
"No!"
"Then why did you keep it a secret?" she said simply. Her tone was curt and bitter. Sometimes, he really wished she would yell. It would be easier to handle. She used to yell at dad but no one else, back in their true time.
"It's just that we thought it would be better," he said. "I never planned it to be so long. We just wanted to make sure that everything was going to be okay between us before we throw in all the other equations in."
She just stared.
"I love her Sis. I really do and I don't want you to be mad at me for who I feel in love with," he said. He allowed his voice to rise a bit. One of the few times that he had ever stood up to his sister. Well, he was sort of standing up to her.
Soyna face smoothed a bit. "Is she pregnant?"
He felt himself gasp for air. "NO!"
"Are you planned on getting married?"
"Not yet!" he said.
"Will you marry her?"
"Most likely," he said in a low voice. He wasn't ready to talk about that yet.
"When will I met her?"
"Well, that's the thing," he said. "You already know her."
Her gaze narrowed. "Who is she?"
He was about to tell her, but as he rose his eyes to meet his sister's there was something that he never thought he would see. Fear. He couldn't help but gasp.
She turned to see what he was gaping at and all the color left her face and she sank further into the swing.
................
Trunk's was stunned. What had just happened?
Pan had almost destroyed the training room! All the bots were in rubble, crushed on the floor by excessive gravity.
When he announced that he was home, she just grunted at him, told him that she had to go get Crystal, dinner was in the oven and walked right past him.
Pan had never been this cold to him before. What did he do?
That was it.
He wasn't going to wait until tomorrow night to tell her that he had planned this honeymoon for them. He had been spending a lot of time at work. This would make her feel better. Hell, he even upgraded everything after he found out the travel agent messed up the first bunch and put his name with someone else's.
She would no longer be angry at him.
He hoped.
....................
Well, did I leave enough suspense? He he...
Soyna
