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[Here's To The Night]=

            VII. Morning After – 2

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Previously:

In the depth of her cool, blue eyes, anger shimmered relentlessly.

"Hello, Trunks."

He blinked a couple of times and shook his head, as if to get rid of the dizzying gaze his eyes gave him. Bile clogged up in his throat.

"Hey, Juuhachigou…" Trunks managed to start weakly.

…before a wave of nausea hit him.

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Her eyes narrowed as she leaned against the doorframe. Marron, her daughter…her daughter, could've died last night.

Thank God Krillin had awakened and felt Marron's life energy slowly fading. It had to be around three when they had found her in an underwater cave. 'An underwater cave, for crying out loud,' Marron was barely conscious and freezing. Juuhachigou could never forget how cold her daughter was. Lips were blue and purple, 'Like a bad bruise,' she was so pale. Of course, after some hot cocoa and a senzu bean later, Marron was fine. Still…she, Marron, could've died…Juuhachigou's hand curled in a fist slowly and grit her teeth. The idiot in front of her, kneeling before the toilet, must have a death wish.

Trunks coughed and spit into the bowl. All the bile had made its way up his throat and out his mouth. Food and alcohol he had consumed the night before followed. His elbows propped up on the seat, his hands gripping the lid tight. Groaning, he pulled his head out from the bowl and leaned his forehead against the edge. He hated mornings. He hated headaches. He hated bathrooms. He hated lights. He hated the fluorescent lights. The humming sound they make. The hmmmmmmzzzz sound. He couldn't get it out of his head. Hmmmmmmzzzzzzzz.

Eyes shut tight, the humming got louder and louder. Turning his head, now facing Juuhachigou, he opened his eyes slightly. Sure enough, she was still there. Arms crossed, curt frown and everything. And once again, fluids and half solids traveled back up his throat and out his mouth, into the awaiting toilet he faced again.

Her lip curled, 'Disgusting…' she studied the pathetic male in front of her…half-lidded eyes, puking like there was no tomorrow, 'Perhaps…' she waited for him to settle down. Then she punched him in the gut and watched home double-over and fall unconscious. Picking him up by the back of his shirt collar, she sneered, and dragged him off to the island. 'Some super saiyan'