DETERMINATION OF A GIRL

PT. 3

In the last part of my story, Mimi took Trunks out to a nightclub where she bribed the bouncer to let them in. There, Mimi let herself be attacked by a man, and let him push her outside where she beat him up with two hits, which was her idea of fun. After that, Trunks and Mimi had an argument about her fight which ended up in Trunks agreeing to train Mimi in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

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Along the way, Trunks stopped to think about the promise he made Mimi, and to reminisce his and the rest of the Z fighters' encounters with Cell. By the time he decided to head home, it was well past midnight. He landed outside the Capsule Corp. building quietly, hoping not to disturb anyone. His home was in darkness. He opened the door and tiptoed inside. To get to the guest room, he had to go through the TV room first. He turned on the light in the TV room so that he could see where he was going. Then he saw someone standing near the TV. Trunks jumped in fright.

"Shit," he gasped. "Oh it's you. Father you scared me."

Vegeta was staring out the window, his arms folded across his bare chest, wearing nothing but blue boxer shorts.

"Where have you been?" he sneered.

"Oh, um, Mimi just took me out to the city," he replied.

Vegeta turned around to face Trunks, showing his son a frown.

"You went out with Kakarotts daughter?" he asked, slightly raising his voice.

"Well yeah, she wanted to take me out to make up for not being around when I was last here."

"Well there better not be anything going on between my son and my rival's daughter," said Vegeta.

"Of course not Dad," sighed Trunks as he walked past Vegeta on the stairs.

"Good," was Vegeta's reply.

Trunks stopped before the foot of the stairs.

"Oh and Dad, tomorrow I'm taking Mimi to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. I'm going to train her," said Trunks.

"You're going to WHAT?!" asked Vegeta with surprise.

"I promised I would. I'm gonna help her turn into a Super-Saiyan."

"You're going to train a girl? And even help her turn into a Super-Saiyan? Good luck!" laughed Vegeta.

"Father, I know she can do it. I saw her fight tonight and I saw potential," Trunks said matter-of-factually.

"HA. Do what you want Trunks, you're wasting your time," Vegeta said turning around again.

"No father, you're wrong," Trunks said quietly as he walked up the stairs, leaving Vegeta alone.

Vegeta, still standing by the window, thought about what Trunks will do the next day. Can he really do it? Can he help her turn into a Super-Saiyan? No! Of course not. It is a known fact that females cannot achieve that goal. He smiled at this thought then turned off the light, before ascending the stairs. Before making his way to his room, he stopped by the guest room and peered through the open doorway. Trunks was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. He continued down the hallway and entered his room. On the bed, Bulma slept with her right arm around one year old Trunks. Vegeta stared down at his baby son and thought, one day, this boy will grow up to be a great warrior, just like his father. With this thought in mind, Vegeta got onto the bed, next to his son and looked at him face to face. He pictured the Trunks from the future. The only person he really trusted. Yes! He will grow up to be just like his father, I'll make sure of it, he thought with a smile.

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"Mum! Where are my red sweat pants?!" called Mimi from her room.

"They're on the clothes line," answered ChiChi from the kitchen.

Mimi was packing her bag to spend a year of intense training. She was glad that she'd be able to put all her combat gear to use. She purchased them a while ago just incase her parents let her fight. She ran out of her room, into the kitchen and out the back door to grab her sweat pants of the line. She ran back into the house and into her room. ChiChi stared after her from the kitchen table, coffee mug in hand.

"Mimi, where exactly are you going?" asked ChiChi curiously.

"I'm gonna sleep over at Trunks'." called Mimi.

"You're gonna WHAT? SLEEP WITH TRUNKS?!" asked ChiChi in shock.

"Haha, no Mum, I'm gonna sleep over at Trunks'."

"But why? So early in the morning?!" asked ChiChi, still concerned.

Mimi walked into the kitchen with her bag.

"Well, I'm going to take him out for the day. Then I'm going to sleep over at his house cause' Bulma agreed to make me some Saiyan armour and I need to stay over there for fit-ons," lied Mimi persuasivly.

"Oh, ok. But what do you need Saiyan armour for?" asked ChiChi, raising one eyebrow.

"Well, I guess I like the look. It might come in handy sometime."

"That'll be the day," replied ChiChi taking a sip of her coffee.

"Whatever Mum," sighed Mimi as she bent down to kiss her Mum. "I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."

"Be back early."

Mimi ran out the door and shot up into the sky. Gohan walked into the kitchen in his pyjamas, rubbing his eyes. "Where's she going?" he asked still half asleep.

"Hmm, she's going out with Trunks…again."

Gohan yawned and thought, what's going on between them two?

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Trunks got out of bed and stretched. He walked into the kitchen where he found Bulma and Mimi at the kitchen table, sipping their tea.

"Good morning Trunks," said Bulma cheerily.

"Morning Mum. Oh. Hey Mimi," Trunks said shyly as he quickly grabbed Vegeta's blue singlet which was draped over one of the chairs, and put it on.

"Good morning Trunks," replied Mimi, blushing. "I see that you've been training hard," she said, referring to his well-built body.

"Oh…he…hehehehe, yeah," laughed Trunks unsurely.

"Well Trunks, I hear you're going to train Mimi," said Bulma.

"Yeah," said Trunks, pouring himself some tea.

"Oh Trunks, you're such a good boy! I bet you get that from your mummy," Bulma said happily.

"Um, sorry Mimi, I slept in. Hold on a sec while I get ready," replied Trunks, ignoring his mother.

"Yeah sure, take your time," said Mimi.

Trunks walked out of the kitchen to get ready. Bulma stood up from the table, excused herself and walked out. She returned with a small capsule in hand.

"Here you go Mimi. Two Saiyan combat suits, just like you asked. One for you, one for Trunks."

"Cool! Thanks Bulma, I owe you one."

"Hey, don't worry about it. I'll just deduct it from your next pay," laughed Bulma.

"Right," replied Mimi with a smile, placing the capsule into her pocket.

At that moment, Trunks walked into the room in his usual black singlet and pants, and blue jacket with the Capsule Corp. logo on the sleeve.

"Ready to go?" he asked Mimi.

"Yeah," she said standing up. "How do I look?" she asked. She was wearing her red sweat pants and a sky blue singlet top, which showed off her well-toned stomach. Her hair was out as usual.

"Yeah great," he replied, blushing. "Let's go. See ya Mum, see ya tomorrow."

"Bye Trunks. Now you two better not get up to anything else but training, ok?!" she asked sternly.

"Of course," replied Trunks with an embarrassed laugh.

"Alright then. Good luck Mimi. Become a Super-Saiyan and show everyone what girls are made of!" said Bulma.

"Thanks Bulma," she replied. "Bye."

Mimi followed Trunks out the door and into the sky. They talked about their experiences with the Z fighters as they flew towards the lookout. When they arrived, Mr. Popo, Piccolo and Dende greeted them.

"It's good to see you again," said Dende to Trunks.

"Yeah, likewise," replied Trunks happily. He told them why he had returned to the present.

"We're here to train in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber if you don't mind."

"Of course," said Mr. Popo.

"Mimi, you're going to train too? Does your mother know?" asked Piccolo.

"No Piccolo, and she doesn't need to. Trunks has agreed to train me to become a Super-Saiyan," said Mimi aggressively.

"Can, can that even be done, by a…"

"Yes a girl can do it!" yelled Mimi, cutting off Piccolo.

Piccolo stared at her, surprised with her attitude.

"You can go on in when you're ready," said Mr. Popo, breaking the silence.

"Ok, let's go!" cried Mimi, walking briskly over to the Chamber door, clutching her bag.

Trunks followed thinking about how eager she was to train. Mr. Popo opened the door for them. "Good luck," he said, smiling.

Both Mimi and Trunks thanked Mr. Popo as they walked in. The door closed behind them.

"Oh my God! The gravity, it's different. I can hardly walk…I…I can hardly breathe," gasped Mimi.

"Don't worry Mimi. You'll get used to it soon. I did."

Trunks showed Mimi around the Chamber before Mimi realised they were floating in the middle of nowhere. She stared into the emptiness in shock. Could she handle the effects of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber?

THE END

Be sure to read DETERMINATION OF A GIRL PT. 4