Gotta Catch A Bishonen!
By: Neko-chan
A/N: Gack...x.x;; I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to update. I've been super busy with schoolwork, house work, and my job. Also...I've started writing a lot of other stories and I got caught up in all of those. *kicks her 130+ stories* But...I finally decided to update as one of my birthday presents to all of you! *cheers* (November 15 can't come any sooner...*sighs*) Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys the newest chapter, 'kay? Ja ne! *dances away, singing Rinbu*
Note: Also, I just want to point out that the shower scene in this chapter is in NO WAY sexual. It is purely platonic and it is NOT meant to be taken sexually. Thanks. ^_~
Disclaimer: The only characters that I own are the originals. Anyone else is owned by their respective (and copyrighted) owners.
Chapter Fourteen
"ARASHI!!!" Trunks screamed as he and the other Bishonen ran towards the pile of rubble. "ARASHI!" he and the others screamed again as they each grabbed a large concrete piece and started to throw them away from where their trainer lay buried.
A rumbling started---each Bishonen could first feel it start in their bones. They shared a glance, then edged away from the pile of debris, which was where the rumbling was coming from. Trunks' eyes narrowed---Was that a ki that he sensed?
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Arashi screamed. It seemed to become louder and louder in pitch. Finally, the pile of rubble exploded outward, missing each of Arashi's Bishonen as the concrete and metal slammed against the four far walls. And...there she stood, bloody, bruised, and furious---but alive and mostly unharmed.
Her gray eyes seemed to flash emerald green for a moment and her hair turned golden. "Who did that?!" she snarled, looking up at the hole in the ceiling. Her eyes once again flashed to emerald green...then stayed that color.
'She...she's a Super Saiyan!!!' Trunks thought in awe as he watched Arashi gather a ki blast in her hands. Her eyes darkened in fury and he sensed her ki level go up another notch. 'I guess...like father, like daughter...'
"WHO DID THIS?!" she snarled again, looking up at the hole in the ceiling with a darker glare. Trunks half expected laser beams to shoot out of her eyes. But Arashi was still in enough control of her powers to not let some of them slip.
A giggle. "Hello, Leader's Daughter. I see that you finally revealed your true self to your Bishonen. After all, how many Trainers can turn Super Saiyan? You're nothing more than a Bishonen yourself. So, how does it feel knowing that from now on, your Bishonen will consider you as nothing more than one of them?"
Arashi didn't answer---her fury just grew tenfold. "Who are you?" she asked softly. Most people would think that she had grown calmer. Trunks knew Arashi enough to understand that she was close to the breaking point, if not crossing it already.
"Arashi..." Trunks began softly. Arashi blinked and turned her attention over to one of her favorite Bishonen. Trunks paled when he finally realized that Arashi---her _self_---was no longer present in those emerald eyes. "Arashi..." he began again. "Just remember that we already know about you being the daughter of Bardock, the Leader. We already _know_. And we still love you anyway. Remember that---we still love you."
"Did you hear that?" Arashi asked softly to the hidden figure up by the hole in the ceiling. Trunks shuddered at her tone. "Did you hear that?" she asked again. "They already know and they _don't care_. It doesn't matter what you say. They still love me and they will always love me. Just as that love will always be returned."
The dark figure cursed and backed away from the hole. "It doesn't matter, anyway. You'll soon have a different opinion. It'll just take time."
"No, it WON'T," Arashi yelled and finally released the ki ball gathered in her hands. It burst from her in a huge flash of light, making the hole in the ceiling even bigger. The dark figure screamed as the attack grazed it, then quickly disappeared in a dark cloud.
"Arashi?" Trunks and Goku asked at the same time, both reaching out to their trainer. She blinked and fell out of Super Saiyan mode. She shook her head at them and backed away.
"No. Please don't touch me. I...don't think that I'm ready for this. I'm going to...take a shower and clean up, okay? Just...let me be, alright? I just want to be alone." And with that, their trainer walked out of the training room, a dazed look on her face.
"What are we going to do?" Trunks asked no one in particular, he and the rest of his fellow Bishonen watching their trainer walk away. They sensed that something inside her had changed---they all knew that she was a daughter of Bardock, but none of them knew that she was able to go Super Saiyan, a purely Bishonen talent.
Of course, it was at that moment when Kyoko and Duet ran into the room, worried looks on their faces. They both blinked when they noticed the damage done to the room and the shocked and silent Bishonen gathered around a pile of rubble.
Clearing her throat, Kyoko asked the obvious: "Ummm...what happened to my ceiling?"
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The water felt so warm, so soothing, so comforting... Arashi sat on the floor of the shower cubicle, her knees brought up to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs. She buried her face in her arms and stifled another sob.
'I didn't want it to happen... Now, everything will change. I didn't want it to change. I was happy, comfortable. They knew about Bardock being my father. But they didn't know about me being able to go Super Saiyan. I don't want everything to change. It already hurts... The loss...'
She laughed, but it came out more as a choked sob. 'No, no, no, no! I don't want it! No... NO!!!'
"Arashi?" a voice softly asked. Arashi quickly blinked and looked up---Juunana was at the shower's entrance, looking down at his trainer in concern disguised as contempt. Arashi shifted and covered herself up better.
"Juunana...what are you doing here?"
He sighed and stripped off his shirt, tossing it down to her. She quickly donned it and wrapped it tighter around her torso. He squatted down onto the balls of his feet, staring at her face to face. "As smart as you are, did you know that you can sometimes be a total and complete idiot?"
She started and stared at him in amazement. The silence between the two was long and Juunana's shoulder-length black hair soon became plastered to his face, neck, and shoulders. He was the first to move. Juunana scooted her over and sat down, opening his arms to her. With a small cry, she fell into his arms.
"Arashi, I thought that you were stronger than all of this," Juunana murmured into her hair. She just shook her head and burrowed her face into his neck. "Arashi, didn't you know that we _know_ that your father was a Bishonen?"
Another muffled sob. "Of course I knew you knew that. I've told most of you. But none of you knew that I could go Super Saiyan! Even my own _father_---who most of you _know_, but I've never even _met_---doesn't realize that I can go Super Saiyan."
"Arashi?"
"Yes, Juunana?" Arashi asked softly, burrowing her face deeper into his neck. He was one of her first Bishonen. Even though they had their differences and almost always butt heads, he understood her in ways that no one else could possibly understand. And she understood him like no one could possibly ever be able to.
He continued, voice as soft as before. "Don't you realize that that doesn't matter? We _don't care_. You'll always be our Arashi Kenji to us. You'll always be our little Fire Tempest. Driven by your temper, stubborn, obstinate, intelligent, but amazingly pid-headed when you want to be. That just makes you..._you_."
Arashi snorted and poked her Bishonen in his side. "I don't know whether to be flattered or insulted," she teased.
"And I don't know if I was being insulting or flattering, too," Juunana shot back. Finally finished with what he had come to tell her, Juunana slowly drew his arms away from Arashi, edging away.
He stopped when Arashi's arms tightened around him. "Juunana...please stay with me? I told the others that I wanted to be alone. But...you're the only one who understands that I... I need..." she trailed off, not sure how to put into words what she wanted to ask.
He smiled slightly down at her and kissed the top of her head. "Sure, Arashi. I'll stay. But only on one condition, alright?" He chuckled a bit and hugged her tighter.
"And what's that, Juunana?" Arashi asked, her voice suspicious.
"You have to scrub my back."
A/N: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Short chapter, I know. But I'll try to update more often, 'kay? And, just think...I actually _updated_, though! *smile smile* Anyway, hope you liked the chapter! ^_~