Authors Notes: Hi! This is the rewrite of Dimensional Destiny: The Dragonball Z chapters. I found that it wasn't very well written as the other chapters, so I decided to rewrite them. I hope you readers don't mind! Also, people will be out of character at times...We aren't gifted enough to capture their personality perfectly. We apologize.
This chapter may go slow, as it is mostly made of flashbacks.
Disclaimer: We don't own Dragonball Z, Gundam Wing, or Sailor Moon. However, we own Rika, Miryo, Pota and Kenja so no touchy.
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Warning: Contains foul language.
"Blah" Talking
'Blah' Thinking
-Blah- Telepathic Talking
Italics Flashback or Dream
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Dimensional Destiny
Chapter Five: Reminisce
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Everyone had a good rest during the night. However, early that morning, Bulma frantically awakened the quartet.
"Guys! Mirai Trunks is leaving!"
The four opened their doors simultaneously, still in their pajamas.
"What? Why?" Miryo questioned sleepily.
"He has to defeat the androids and Cell in his own timeline," Bulma rushed the still drowsy teens out to bid farewell to Trunks.
"Will you be back?" Rika asked as she saw Trunks.
"I probably will come back. I don't have much left back there," Trunks answered as he stepped into the time machine.
"You'll be missed," Miryo said quietly.
Everyone exchanged saddening goodbyes as Trunks prepared to leave.
"Come back soon! Stay safe! Love you Trunks!" Bulma cried as Trunks waved.
Vegeta made an incoherent noise as he gave a closed peace sign to his future son. Trunks displayed a small smile across his face as he started up the machine, waving his last goodbye. The group yelled their final goodbyes as the machine levitated up into the air, higher and higher, until he disappeared into his own time.
Miryo suddenly let out a yelp, as she ran into Capsule Corp., blushing. She had just realized she was still in her pajamas, which was an oversized t-shirt and baggy, shiny shorts that reached well over her knees. Both articles of clothing had been old clothes of Trunks.
Rika, Pota and Kenja followed suit as they each in turn realized they hadn't changed before bidding goodbye to Trunks.
"That was embarrassing," Miryo stepped out of her room, murmuring to herself as she adjusted her jacket.
"Only to you," Kenja snickered as he exited his room. "You were wearing something that was so not revealing, why be embarrassed? Was it because of Trunks?"
"No," Miryo casually punched Kenja as the two made their way to the kitchen for breakfast.
They grabbed a seat as Bulma left the table full with food, and went off to do her work. Pota rushed to the scene, as Rika followed shortly after, taking a seat next to Kenja. The kitchen was silent, as the quartet ate, hoping Trunks would be safe.
"Hey, remember these?" Pota brought out a necklace under his shirt.
"Yeah." The other three brought out theirs.
"This was a sign of friendship," Pota said as his mind wandered. "And Trunks left. It brings back memories."
All was silent in the orphanage, except the stifled sobbing of the younger children. Pota, Kenja, Rika and Miryo were seven at the time, and were extremely angry.
One of the older caretakers in the orphanage had screamed at all the children for something absolutely ridiculous. The ridiculous event was when a child dropped a toy spider on the ground in front of her. When Rika's fury overcame fear, she yelled back at the caretaker and received a hard slap to the cheek. Cyano, Miryo's good friend, had the shortest temper out of the lot and yelled back even more at the caretaker. Now the grumpy caretaker was punishing the whole lot of children.
"You okay?" Miryo asked, concerned for both Rika and Cyano.
"Yeah," Rika rubbed the spot where Miss Karin slapped her. Cyano merely nodded, still steaming.
"That was too far!" Pota declared, as many of the other children agreed with him. Kenja, being the little trickster out of the lot, gave them an idea. Miss Karin (whom was dubbed "Miss Evil") the caretaker often wore a handful of jewelry (more than five items). She treasured them more than anything else she owned, and would punish anyone who would dare touch them.
"Maybe if we steal her jewelry, it could teach her a lesson to not mess with kids," Kenja suggested. "And make her stop hitting us, especially since we're so much younger!"
"But we'll get punished if she finds out," Tyson, a new friend of the group, pointed out.
If. That's if she finds out. But she won't," Pota smiled devilishly.
"Yeah!" The group of orphans cheered loudly in agreement to the plan.
"Quiet, brats!" Miss Karin shrieked from another room.
There was a momentary silence, but the group of children continued scheming.
"But she keeps her room locked at all times," Cyano challenged.
"Don't worry," Kenja smirked. "I, the great Kenja, will figure out a way."
While Kenja schemed, Pota, Miryo and a few older children went to comfort the much younger children, and the others dispersed to leave Kenja to do the thinking. Rika remained where she was. She, too, was thinking of a plan and was one step ahead of Kenja.
When Pota and Miryo stopped the crying of the younger children, they sat down between Kenja and Rika.
"Well?"
"..." Kenja remained silent as he was still thinking of a way.
Rika grinned and stepped in. "We can't go through the door even if it's unlocked, because the door squeaks and she'll hear. If we wait till mealtime, we should be able to sneak in through the window."
The trio stared at Rika with puzzled faces.
"Why mealtime? And why the window?" Kenja inquired.
Miryo gasped, understanding the plan. "During mealtime, Miss Karin takes a nap in her room while Mr. Hue looks after us. And in this weather (it was mid-summer), she'll probably open a window since it'll be hot and stuffy."
"Rika, how'd you come up with that?" Kenja asked, astonished.
"I've tried going into her room once, but got caught, so I know about the door squeaking. And I've seen her telling other caretakers she was going for a nap a few times during mealtime," Rika explained. "I've also seen her napping once or twice, when I got outside early, with permission, from mealtime."
The quartet explained their plan to the other 'rebelling' children, and told them to cover for them if the caretakers noticed something amiss. The children nodded and wished the quartet the best of luck on their quest.
When mealtime came around, the children headed towards the kitchen. One of the children gave a slight nod, and the quartet quickly escaped the crowd, and headed outside. Going outside without permission was punishable, so the group of four remained absolutely silent.
When they reached Miss Karin's window (as directed by Rika), it was wide-open, just as Rika had predicted. Rika, Kenja and Pota then gave Miryo a boost so she could peek over the windowsill.
Inside, Miss Karin had her eyes closed, but it was impossible to tell if she was sleeping or just resting. Bravely taking a risk, the group decided to go in.
Miryo climbed over the windowsill and landed softly, like a cat. Rika followed suit and the duo was soon making their way to their goal, the jewelry box. Kenja and Pota remained outside, watching any activity from the outside.
The two girls tiptoed towards the jewelry box, carefully laid on Miss Karin's desk. Miryo quietly climbed up the chair and retrieved the jewelry box, and handed it to Rika delicately. The contents of the box made a loud jingling sound, and the duo froze, frantically thinking of an escape plan as Miss Karin stirred. However, she merely turned over to her side, facing away from them.
Both girls were relieved as Miryo descended from the chair and took the jewelry box, making her way back to the boys. Rika, however, stayed and noticed a second jewelry box. She climbed the chair and claimed it, and made her way to the windowsill. The second box was heavier than the others, and made slight jingling noises every few seconds.
Miryo threw the first jewelry box down and Kenja caught it with no effort. Rika then threw down the second one, and Kenja, not knowing that it was heavier, attempted catching it with one hand, but the jewelry box slipped and made a loud crashing noise as the jewelry spilled out.
Miryo jumped out the window, while Rika dived headfirst into a bush. The boys quickly hid the jewelry boxes in the bush while the girls made a run for it, and swiftly scrambled back to the orphanage. Quite fortunately, none of the adults or caretakers noticed their absence or sudden appearance.
"Mission complete," Rika delivered the news to Tyson. He grinned, and passed on the information. The children that were in on the plan were significantly happier during mealtime.
That night, the four friends snuck out of their windows with a flashlight in hand, and returned to the scene of the jewelry smuggling. They began sorting through the various items, until four necklaces sparked their interest.
The chain was a simple silver design, and each pendant was in the shape of an animal. The four decided to split it among themselves as a sign of friendship. The remaining jewelry was buried under the bushes.
Each friend held up their necklaces that they wore under their clothing, and couldn't help but smile at the memories.
"Hey, why didn't we escape that night?" Rika wondered.
"Hello? We were seven," Kenja laughed. "And after that incident, Miss Karin thought someone robbed her so the caretakers decided to put a high stone wall around the orphanage."
"Right."
There was a moment of silence as the group finished off their breakfast.
"Well, I do remember that you guys thought wearing jewelry was stupid, but you wore it anyway," Rika grinned.
The boys merely shrugged. There was another moment of silence as Pota recalled an embarrassing moment of Rika's at the orphanage. The two began a friendly argument, with Kenja joining in and taking Pota's side. Miryo, however, remained silent.
"Ooooo, somebody's thinking of Trunks!" Kenja exclaimed childishly as he glanced over at Miryo, who seemed deep in thought.
Miryo didn't smack him, or even yell at him as she usually did when she took offense to his words. Instead, she icily shot a death glare at Kenja, making him wish he could hide under the table, and stood up, walking away from their breakfast.
"...I think you hit a raw nerve, Kenja," Pota shifted uneasily as the silence passed.
"No shit," Kenja shivered as he recalled the stone cold glare he received from Miryo.
"Uh...I'll go to see if she's okay." Rika headed to Miryo's guest room. The boys cleaned up the table, and Kenja broke the silence.
"Let's go listen in."
"You sure?" Pota raised an eyebrow.
"I wanna know what's bugging Miryo."
"You actually worried?"
"Yeah, aren't you?"
"Alright...let's go."