(AN: Hello..... *cringes* I'm sorry it's so short, but I'm going to make the next chapter REALLY REALLY long, okay? And I have the entire spring break to do it! *grins* Also, I've granted someone's wish in this. *smirks* You'll see whose. Well, enjoy! Ja ne!)
Chapter Four: To Plan A Rescue
Rayne and Krillin sat side by side, grim and silent. They had been talking about the past, but then Rayne had accidentally mentioned Goku's name. That had reminded them both of dark memories, and now they sat brooding. Rayne's wounds ached painfully, but she didn't notice, too busy recalling memories.
"What does Krill look like?" Krillin's abrupt words startled Rayne from her thoughts, and she stared at him for a moment before answering.
"Krill is always getting into trouble with his jokes, but is very sweet. Although he's very short, he's extremely fast. Everyone likes him, because he's a sweetheart with large, innocent blue eyes and golden curls. Although he can't sing a note, he's very good with the piano I salvaged." Rayne's voice was soft, seeing Marron's little boy in her mind.
"And," Krillin's voice faltered for a moment, before he said his first grandchild's name, "Ikara?"
"Ikara's a strong, friendly little girl with her mother's bright blue eyes and father's light brown hair. She's pretty short, and loves wearing anything pink. I teach her singing and history classes at a little school we created underground. She has a lovely voice, and is quick on picking up facts for history," Rayne said, a hint of pride in her voice.
Krillin beamed, and said quietly, "They're both smart?"
"Extremely," answered Rayne with a fond smile. Krillin began to smile also, picturing the grandchildren he had never seen.
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After Bulma had thoroughly embarrassed Trunks and Bra, she insisted on feeding them all milk and cookies.
"It's not much, I know, but at least it isn't stale," Bulma said, when they began to protest. "Now eat! You four must be starving after not eating for so long."
"Well," Goten began reluctantly, but was interrupted by his stomach growling.
"Eat," Bulma ordered sharply. Slowly the four ate, gulping down their milk and tearing into their oatmeal cookies. Once they had begun eating, they found they couldn't stop. Their snack was interrupted by a timid knock at the door.
"Come in," called Bulma, still watching her children devour the food. The door swung open and a blond head poked inside.
"Auntie Bulma?" the little girl chirped. "Otou said to tell you that he finished his mission and that Oji Gohan is going with him and Okaa to rescue Ojousan Rayne." Bulma sighed.
"Thank you, Ikara-chan," she said, giving the girl a small smile. "Would you like a cookie?" Hearing the girl's name, Goten stared and choked on the cookie he was munching. Over Goten's sputtering, Bulma calmly handed Ikara a cookie.
"Arigatou," beamed Ikara, then with a cheerful "Ja ne!" she was gone.
"That was Marron's daughter?" Bra squealed. "She's so adorable!"
"Yes, she is," Bulma said with a fond smile gracing her lips.
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"Are you all right, Rayne?" Krillin questioned, noticing her wince through the dimming light.
"I'm fine," she said through gritted teeth, shuddering as her broken arm sent knives of pain shooting up her body. "Just wish I had some aspirin." Krillin frowned.
"So do I," he said quietly, then added cheerfully, "But we won't need an aspirin in a couple of hours!" Rayne managed a weak grin.
"Right," she agreed. Soon they wouldn't need anything at all.
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"Son Gohan." The voice was low and urgent. The shadowy figure who stood at the remains of the battle didn't speak, only turned his dark-maned head towards the speaker. He raised an eyebrow.
"I have news from Capsule Corp.," the figure said, stepping into view. Gohan sighed.
"Marron, for the last time, call me Gohan," he said, unknowingly repeating Bulma's words. "I'm a rebel, same as you. There's no need for formalities." Marron shook her head stubbornly.
"I have grave news, Son Gohan," she said. Instantly Gohan was completely listening, his dark, blazing eyes locked onto hers.
"What's Rayne done now, Marron?" he asked, knowing the look on her face all too well. Marron scowled.
"She's waken the Sleepers and gotten herself captured by the androids," she said darkly. Without another look at her, Gohan screamed, "Kare!" The man immediately appeared from behind the tree where he had been waiting. "Get all of your men together! NOW! We have to rescue that foolish girl!" Kare raised an eyebrow at his anxiety, but didn't comment.
"Yes sir," he said, saluting the general sharply, then marched off to gather his squad. Gohan turned back towards Marron.
"What about the Sleepers?" he questioned, a strange look crossing over his war-weathered face. A look Marron hadn't seen on his face in years.
"They are fine, Son Gohan. A bit confused, but fine," she said quietly. "Doctor Bulma is taking care of them at the moment." A small smile crossed the rebel general's lips.
"Yes, I'm sure Bulma is," he said softly, then sighed. "Let's go plan to somehow save Rayne, Marron."
"Yes sir," she said, saluting him, and the two of them walked off to where Kare's squad waited.
(AN: Well, Jevana, you got your wish. *grins* I wonder whose wishes I'll grant next? *shrugs* Well, I better get started on the next chapter! Any suggestions are needed. I may grant yours like I granted Jevana's! Ja ne! ~AC)
Chapter Four: To Plan A Rescue
Rayne and Krillin sat side by side, grim and silent. They had been talking about the past, but then Rayne had accidentally mentioned Goku's name. That had reminded them both of dark memories, and now they sat brooding. Rayne's wounds ached painfully, but she didn't notice, too busy recalling memories.
"What does Krill look like?" Krillin's abrupt words startled Rayne from her thoughts, and she stared at him for a moment before answering.
"Krill is always getting into trouble with his jokes, but is very sweet. Although he's very short, he's extremely fast. Everyone likes him, because he's a sweetheart with large, innocent blue eyes and golden curls. Although he can't sing a note, he's very good with the piano I salvaged." Rayne's voice was soft, seeing Marron's little boy in her mind.
"And," Krillin's voice faltered for a moment, before he said his first grandchild's name, "Ikara?"
"Ikara's a strong, friendly little girl with her mother's bright blue eyes and father's light brown hair. She's pretty short, and loves wearing anything pink. I teach her singing and history classes at a little school we created underground. She has a lovely voice, and is quick on picking up facts for history," Rayne said, a hint of pride in her voice.
Krillin beamed, and said quietly, "They're both smart?"
"Extremely," answered Rayne with a fond smile. Krillin began to smile also, picturing the grandchildren he had never seen.
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After Bulma had thoroughly embarrassed Trunks and Bra, she insisted on feeding them all milk and cookies.
"It's not much, I know, but at least it isn't stale," Bulma said, when they began to protest. "Now eat! You four must be starving after not eating for so long."
"Well," Goten began reluctantly, but was interrupted by his stomach growling.
"Eat," Bulma ordered sharply. Slowly the four ate, gulping down their milk and tearing into their oatmeal cookies. Once they had begun eating, they found they couldn't stop. Their snack was interrupted by a timid knock at the door.
"Come in," called Bulma, still watching her children devour the food. The door swung open and a blond head poked inside.
"Auntie Bulma?" the little girl chirped. "Otou said to tell you that he finished his mission and that Oji Gohan is going with him and Okaa to rescue Ojousan Rayne." Bulma sighed.
"Thank you, Ikara-chan," she said, giving the girl a small smile. "Would you like a cookie?" Hearing the girl's name, Goten stared and choked on the cookie he was munching. Over Goten's sputtering, Bulma calmly handed Ikara a cookie.
"Arigatou," beamed Ikara, then with a cheerful "Ja ne!" she was gone.
"That was Marron's daughter?" Bra squealed. "She's so adorable!"
"Yes, she is," Bulma said with a fond smile gracing her lips.
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"Are you all right, Rayne?" Krillin questioned, noticing her wince through the dimming light.
"I'm fine," she said through gritted teeth, shuddering as her broken arm sent knives of pain shooting up her body. "Just wish I had some aspirin." Krillin frowned.
"So do I," he said quietly, then added cheerfully, "But we won't need an aspirin in a couple of hours!" Rayne managed a weak grin.
"Right," she agreed. Soon they wouldn't need anything at all.
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"Son Gohan." The voice was low and urgent. The shadowy figure who stood at the remains of the battle didn't speak, only turned his dark-maned head towards the speaker. He raised an eyebrow.
"I have news from Capsule Corp.," the figure said, stepping into view. Gohan sighed.
"Marron, for the last time, call me Gohan," he said, unknowingly repeating Bulma's words. "I'm a rebel, same as you. There's no need for formalities." Marron shook her head stubbornly.
"I have grave news, Son Gohan," she said. Instantly Gohan was completely listening, his dark, blazing eyes locked onto hers.
"What's Rayne done now, Marron?" he asked, knowing the look on her face all too well. Marron scowled.
"She's waken the Sleepers and gotten herself captured by the androids," she said darkly. Without another look at her, Gohan screamed, "Kare!" The man immediately appeared from behind the tree where he had been waiting. "Get all of your men together! NOW! We have to rescue that foolish girl!" Kare raised an eyebrow at his anxiety, but didn't comment.
"Yes sir," he said, saluting the general sharply, then marched off to gather his squad. Gohan turned back towards Marron.
"What about the Sleepers?" he questioned, a strange look crossing over his war-weathered face. A look Marron hadn't seen on his face in years.
"They are fine, Son Gohan. A bit confused, but fine," she said quietly. "Doctor Bulma is taking care of them at the moment." A small smile crossed the rebel general's lips.
"Yes, I'm sure Bulma is," he said softly, then sighed. "Let's go plan to somehow save Rayne, Marron."
"Yes sir," she said, saluting him, and the two of them walked off to where Kare's squad waited.
(AN: Well, Jevana, you got your wish. *grins* I wonder whose wishes I'll grant next? *shrugs* Well, I better get started on the next chapter! Any suggestions are needed. I may grant yours like I granted Jevana's! Ja ne! ~AC)