The polls are in. Vegeta won, followed by Chichri, then Usagi, Trowa, and
finally Duo. Sorry all of the Duo fans out there. Thanks for all the help
^_^ it meant a lot.
Dedications:
Sil - you always keep me laughing, thanks it means a lot.
Akizuki Nakura – if you didn't like the bad language then you might not entirely enjoy this chapter. Heh heh heh…
CyberAngelOne key koneko-chan – Just because of your three reviews I added in a new part which I think that you'll like ^_^
Selene – You know me too well. You will just have to wait for the next few chapters to find out what's going to happen now won't you? :~)
THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO ANSWERED THE POLL!!
Ch. 7
A fourteen year old Usagi stared at her wall blankly. Today was the anniversary of her arrival and would be spent thinking of her family. Luna woke up and was completely floored when she was that her charge was wide awake and not snoring away. What was even more disturbing to the cat was that a look of anger, sadness, and loneliness was painted across the usually cheerful girl's face. I miss them.
It had been seven years since she had trained with her father and 'uncle', since she had REALLY fought, seven lonely years of fake cheerfulness…seven long BORING years. They had just recently defeated Beryl. During the battle she had reached a new level. I guess the Ginzuishou worked with my Saiyajin powers…she didn't stand a chance. After a minute of smirking like Vegeta she got up and got ready for school.
Kami I miss them.
She smirked at the memory of her arrival. She would never forget that day-the day she had to except a new life, the day she lost all that the new or cared about, the day she got even.
~*~*~*~*Flash Back~*~*~*~*~
Usagi shot up from her bed sweating and panting like a dog. She just had the weirdest dream. Getting sucked through portals and talking with stubborn green-haired women just weren't your normal everyday er… night nightmares.
Something didn't feel right. She took a good look around, and started to panic. This wasn't her room. This wasn't the hospital. This wasn't a cave on Namek, nor the inside of a spaceship. In a dazed stupor she looked around the room and nearly gagged. The bright pink that surrounded her started to make her so she diverted her gaze and looked at the large collection of stuffed bunny's pilled in the far corner. She shuddered violently wishing to blow them all to oblivion. They just smiled back at her hauntingly. If Vegeta were there he would have ripped all of their heads off and blast them slowly and painfully into the next dimension.
A wonderful smell made its way through her door and to Usagi. Her head shot up. All thoughts slipped from her mind as her stomach took her over. Jumping up she swayed ever so slightly. Looking down her eyes grew wide when she noticed that her tail was gone. What the fuck?! It didn't feel right. She would ask her dad about it later. The only thing that mattered now was food getting in her stomach.
She raced down a set of unfamiliar stares trusting her nose to find food. What she saw stopped her in her tracks. An unfamiliar woman with long blue hair was humming while making breakfast while another unfamiliar person was hiding behind a newspaper. A sudden chill ran down her spine. This was not right. Who were these people? She stood perfectly still while debating on what to do.
The woman took notice of her and smiled kindly. "Usagi, dear, I didn't see you. Why are you up so early?" Usagi stared at the woman with fear. How did she know my name? She wouldn't show her fear. She had been through so much and wasn't going to disappoint her senseis by showing her fear. She just shrugged casually in response.
Thankfully the lady hadn't pressed any further. She timidly took a seat next to the man with the newspaper. "Hey there princess, are you ready to start your first day of school yet?" Kenji braced himself for the ear-piercing scream that was surely to come. When he told his daughter that she was going to start school a few days ago she had thrown a fit. He was surprised when his usually hyper daughter stayed silent. "What's wrong pumpkin?"
Usagi looked up in surprise. This man was obviously her new 'father'. She pushed back her tears and took a deep and calming breath. "Nothing, just thinking that's all." Her new 'father' was about to say something but was cut short when a huge amount of food was placed in front of him.
"Eat up sweetie we don't want you to be late for school," her 'mother' said with a smile. Usagi nodded dumbly and started to dig in. Her parents weren't too surprised by her eating habits but they did notice that she was eating at a faster pace than normal. Usagi had to admit that the food was good, but it still didn't compare with her real mother's cooking.
Before long Usagi was ushered out the door and into a car that wasn't hovering. She would have rather flown to school but she had a feeling that these new people weren't used to that. All she wanted now was time to think. Everything had just turned so confusing because of that green- haired woman. The car came to a stop and her father smiled as she slowly climbed out of the car.
After a quick goodbye she turned to look at the crowd of first graders screaming and laughing with each other. She wasn't in a laughing mood. Right now she wanted nothing more than to give a good beating to something. She spotted a huge oak tree to the side of the insane children. Clenching and unclenching her fist did little to help her homicidal mood.
The huge tree had a dark aura around it—probably why the other kids had avoided it—that matched her mood perfectly. As she took a seat on a huge root that gave an unnatural upward curve she closed her eyes and a tear slipped down her cheek. Suddenly her sensitive Saiyajin ears picked up soft footsteps making their way over to her.
Ms. Haruna looked out at her class of hyper youngsters. She always enjoyed trying to pick out their personalities before she got a chance to meet them. Already she knew who the troublemakers were and who would be the brains. Her head shot up when she saw a small girl with blond hair step inside the courtyard. This girl was somehow different from all of the rest.
She watched in curiosity as the small girl gazed at the other students. Even from across the yard she could see a flash of emotion streak through her eyes. When the small girl started to walk towards the tree she decided to follow. There was something about this new child that intrigued her.
As the older woman moved closer she could see that the girl was crying. It wasn't the pitiful whining that children her age were supposed to cry but a soul-shaking sob that tore at the woman's heart. She silently resolved to befriend the little girl and cheer her up.
Usagi heard the gentle pounding of the feet stop in front of her. When she looked up she found a woman gazing down at her in curiosity. The woman looked kind enough but she had learned that looks could be deceiving. She wasn't about to trust anyone. Jumping to her feet she stood proudly in front of the older lady. She stared straight into her eyes clearly stating that she wasn't afraid of anyone.
Ms. Haruna looked at the determined girl before her. She had been completely puzzled by her student's actions. There they stood staring into each other's eyes, one in challenge, and one in puzzlement. They had yet to speak, the only sound came from the rain that pounded against fallen leaves and the cement. She could hear the children all scream and run inside for cover. Most children would have been crying or screaming about being wet, but here was this fragile girl standing straight and proud while the rain started to soak through her dress.
"Who are you?" she asked while trying to ease the mood a little. The small girl eyed her for a second and decided to answer her. "Nobody. Leave." Usagi glared at her before closing her eyes and sitting back down. She wasn't in the mood for stupid nosey women.
"Ms. Haruna I do believe that that is Tsukino Usagi," a soft mysterious voice sounded from behind the two. Usagi's eyes snapped open, she knew that voice. Her eyes fell on the very same green-haired woman that she had had a pleasant talk with yesterday. "You!" she snarled while standing and falling into a fighting stance.
Ms. Haruna eyed Usagi with confusion. "Hi Trista," she said to her secretive assistant. She had arrived earlier that day claiming to be her student intern. The funny thing was that the green-haired girl seemed older than her.
"I'll take care of Usagi."
Ms. Haruna could do nothing but nod. "Just make sure she gets in before she gets sick." After that was said she made a mad dash for her classroom door. Once Setsuna was sure that the older woman was out of sight she turned back to the young half-Saiyajin. Before she could comprehend what was happening she stumbled back from a force that slammed into her face. Her cheek burned with pain as she gently touched it.
"Some warrior, you can't even sense my movements," the girl snarled at her and stared at her in disgust. The time guardian climbed to her feet and stared at her princess in confusion. She knew that the girl was forgiving. I would have thought that she would have forgiven me by now. "I take it that you're still mad at me."
"No shit," Usagi said while spitting at her opponent's feet. She really had picked up a lot of bad habits from Vegeta. "I do believe that I told you that I was going to kick your ass one day. Guess what? Today is going to be your lucky day. I didn't train for so long just to be pushed around by some know-it-all bitch that thinks she can do whatever the hell she pleases."
Setsuna reeled back in shock. Of everything that she had expected that certainly wasn't it. She had never heard such foul words from a girl's mouth, much less her princess'. "I came here to tell you that you can't act like yourself around anyone in this new dimension. If you do then the timeline will become unstable and the future uncertain. Do you understand?"
Usagi looked her up and down. If this wasn't hate then she didn't know what was. Right now all she wanted to do was rip this woman in half. The only problem was that if she followed through than she wasn't sure how she was going to get back home. Silence reigned and again only the soft pounding of the rain could be heard.
"I will never forgive you for taken me away from my home," Setsuna looked down in shame, and winced at her princess' harsh words. "I swear on the honor of every Saiyajin that when I'm old enough I will leave. Not you, the fates, or Kami himself will stop me."
"The Saiyajins have no honor."
Usagi leaped forward again and punched her again. She had no right to talk about her family and ancestors that way. When she glanced back at the surprised woman she smirked like her first sensei and glared at her. She was satisfied with her work. Setsuna had a nice puffy black and blue cheek from her first hit and a bloody lip from her second. "I hate you."
With that the girl turned on her heel and walked out from under the cover of the oak tree's branches and into the pouring rain. She didn't look back and she didn't feel sorry for anything that she had done. The bitch deserved more than what she got, a weird sounding voice echoed within her mind. (AN: I don't have anything personal against Setsuna it's just that I thought that Usagi might.) Sighing she entered the classroom and gazed at the crowd of busy children.
For some reason she had Setsuna's words seriously. What if by the way she acted she could change the future. Right now she only wanted one future, a happy one. She had to pick a new personality and fast before someone took notice of her. Closing her eyes she could imagine her father holding her hand and smiling down at her. He would have encouraged her to be strong and to have fun. Vegeta would have been on her other side telling her to look out for herself and to never forget what she stands for.
Her eyes snapped open. For a happy future she would have to act like a happy person. The only one that came to mind was her ditzy father. Her mouth worked its way into her father's stupid little grin and she giggled slightly. She ran into the room and tripped because of her missing tail. She still wasn't used to not having it. Oh well she thought as she started to fall slowly towards the ground. This will only help with my little charade. She started to ball her eyes out when she hit the ground. Let the show begin.
~*~*~*~*~End Flash Back~*~*~*~*~
The alarm on the side of her bed started to shrill and screech. For once this year she had actually gotten up, not only on time, but early. She got up and got dressed still thinking of about her family. For once I miss mom forcing us to study. At least then we would never have to up insanely early for school. She would take home school any day. Sighing she walked down the stairs and outside.
"Usagi, honey, you forgot your breakfast!" her adopted mom called after her. She wasn't hungry; in fact she even forgot her lunch. Oh well one day won't hurt. One day. If she could just have this one day to show them—to show everyone—she would be happy. Just this one day. On her nice slow walk to school she didn't run into anyone or fall down.
When she stepped into the classroom, only half of the students were there. They all stopped in mid-sentence and stared at her. Usagi didn't pay them any mind and sat down in her seat next to a window. Makoto and Ami both stared at her with their mouths touching the floor. Bakas. She normally would have been rolling around on the floor in laughter, but not today. Her frown stayed in place and she stayed silent until Ms. Haruna walked into the room. The final bell rang and she started to take role.
"Tsukin—" she stopped and stared at her classroom door clearly expecting it Usagi to come flying through it any moment. After a minute she frowned, "Where is that girl?"
"I'm here."
The teacher whipped her head around and stared at Usagi's sitting form blankly. After blinking a few times she started to laugh. "Class I must be seeing things. I could swear that Usagi is sitting in her seat right now."
Ami timidly raised her hand. "That is because she is."
Ms. Haruna stopped laughing and stared at Usagi again. She gripped the blackboard behind her for support. "How many other students see Usagi?" Everyone in the class raised their hands. "Oh my, a rare case of mass hallucination."
Usagi sighed and stood up. She said through gritted teeth, "I *am* here. BUT if you are going to spend the entire day gawking then maybe I should leave. After all what's the point of going to school if you don't learn anything?" Ah yes. With her memories so came her 'civil tongue'. Just for today she would show them all, that she DID have a backbone. Just for today.
They would have expected her to burst into tears and wail about them staring not to remain looking calm. Ms. Haruna straightened up and looked at this new Usagi skeptically. She remembered meeting Usagi for the first time. That day stood out in her mind so vividly. That very some girl that had intrigued her back then stood before her now, no longer wearing the mask.
She remembered when a soaking wet chibi-Usagi had walked through her classroom door and gazed at her students with envy. She remembered the thoughtful look and watched as the ditzy, carefree mask formed on her face for the very first time. Haruna knew that that mask only hid the complex confused girl that lay beneath. From that day forward she had vowed to strip the mask away and get to know the girl that lay beneath.
As she continued to follow young Usagi through her school career she had watched many things happen and had nearly achieved her goal a few times. Now all of a sudden Usagi had broken free from the restraints that she had built around herself and was normal again? Something was wrong. She knew that something had happened. But what?
"That won't be necessary." Usagi sat back down and stared out of the window. She remembered her mom always forcing her and Gohan to study at least half of the day.
She missed Gohan so much. There wasn't anyone in her new home that she could tell all of her secrets to. Gohan was always so understanding to her problems. He could always tell when something was bothering her. Then he would go out of his way to cheer her up. She didn't know how she had gotten along all of these years without him supporting up. He was truly the best brother anyone could ever ask for.
The image of the school courtyard outside became watery as tears flooded her eyes. "Usagi! Do you think that just because of your little show this morning that you are above paying attention in my class? If so, than solve the problem on the board." Ms. Haruna was shocked to find the tormented tears swimming in the young girl's eyes. Usagi glanced at the board for a minute before looking back outside. "6287.8059"
"Well you're wrong." Ami raised her hand, "Actually Ms. Haruna she is right." The teacher calmly snatched up a calculator from a student's desk. After about a minute of frantic typing she dropped the small machine. "Impossible." She wasn't sure if she liked this new Usagi.
"Tsukino you know better then to cheat." Usagi whirled around so fast that everyone in the room backed up in their seats. "I would never! Just because you think that I'm too stupid to know how to do this doesn't mean that I can't." She was furious. No one had EVER gone so far as to accuse her of cheating.
"Are you saying that you already know this when I haven't even taught it yet?" Usagi leaned back with her arms crossed and her Vegeta-smirk in place.
"Who? Usagi? HA! She can't even walk and chew gum at the same time!" some boy in the back of her class screamed while laughing. Her death glared shut him up pretty quickly. Today was NOT the day to mock her. With her patience practically at zero she was likely to hurt somebody by the end of school.
Ms. Haruna wrote about ten math problems on the board. "If you're so confident in yourself then you won't mind doing these problems."
Just this one day.
In the time that it took her to walk up to the board she had already figured out half of them. Needless to say, she wasn't bothered by her teacher for the rest of the day. When the lunch bell rang everyone practically ran out of the door.
"Usagi, can you stay after for a minute?" Makoto and Ami walked ahead of her while giving her sympathetic looks.
"Hai Ms. H?"
"Usagi how in the world did you know all of that?"
She quirked a smile before saying carefully, "My 'kaasan was kind of obsessive with grades and school. May I be excused now?"
"Sure." Only after Ms. Haruna was alone did she catch something. "What did she mean by 'was'?"
Usagi sat down at the base of the big oak tree. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly fully enjoying the happy weather.
"So Usagi, how did you know those answers?" Ami asked while sitting down across from her friend.
"Yeah," Makoto said joining them. "I was sure you were toast."
Usagi shrugged with her eyes closed. "I guess it just came to me. You know, in the spare of the moment." She could tell without even having to open her eyes that Ami was looking at her skeptically, "That is very unlikely."
"Hey, speaking of toast, Usa where's your lunch?" Makoto asked. Before she let her blond friend answer she grinned, "You forgot didn't you? Well you can have some of mine. I knew that our real Usagi was still in there somewhere."
"No thanks. I'm not really hungry." Again without having to look she knew that her friends resembled various types of fish with bug eyes.
Gym came after lunch. The coach was probably the only teacher in the entire school that she despised. He was always teasing her about her "clumsiness". However, today she knew that if he pushed her too hard then she would push back. After they had dressed out in their repulsive uniforms everyone was herded around a giant mat in the middle of the gym. There were smaller mats scattered around the room.
"Listen up weaklings! A few weeks ago I graduated from the highest level in karate. The school has given me permission to teach you sissies the ancient art. (AN- I couldn't resist) It not only gets you in shape but provides an efficient workout for your cardiovascular system. (AN- you know how they always have to put that stuff in. It's like an excuse as to why they're teaching it to you, you know BESIDES the fact that they get paid.) I have decided to demonstrate a few moves for you. You obviously won't be nearly as good as me, since I've been studying for quite a few years."
He looked around and got a devilish grin on his face. "Tsukino Usagi, get your lazy carcass up here. You will be my demo partner." Makoto was about to protest but stopped when she saw her friend smirk.
"He is going to feel stupid after this." Makoto watched her friend in curiosity. What has she got up her sleeve?
Usagi stretched for a minute before falling into a fighting stance. Everyone studied her in curiosity. She *seemed* to know what she was doing. "Now try not to trip over your feet Usagi." She got her Vegeta smirk on again. Revenge will be sweet. "Oh I won't."
The cocky coach charged at her with his fist raised. She just sidestepped and tried to ram her knee in his gut. He flipped out of the way in time to only get a scratch. He looked at her in confusion before advancing again. His fists flew at her in a small barrage. She just swatted them away with one hand while covering a yawn. Finally she caught one of his fists and shoved him back. This is REALLY starting to get pathetic.
"I don't want you to hold back just because I MIGHT get hurt." The coach blinked in surprise for a minute. "Fine, but I'm not going to be blamed. I have everyone here as witnesses." She nodded before dropping into another fighting stance. The man flew in with a high kick aiming for her head. She grabbed his foot and threw him across the mat.
"Whoa!" The class watched in amazement. Who would have thought that Usagi, the crybaby, would know karate?
She gave her opponent time to recover with much boredom. Even though Vegeta taught her to take advantage of every opportunity that was given that was considered the dirty way of fighting. This was nothing compared to her spars with Vegeta and her dad. "I'll tell you what I'll fight you with only my left hand."
"Whatever just fight!" She sighed before advancing. The class watched in awe as she flipped over the coach's head and rammed her left elbow in his back. He flipped back and ran forward. She did about three one-handed back flips before shooting forward and punching him square in the gut. A well placed roundhouse kick sent him soaring out of the small ring. Everyone winced at the skidding sound that echoed off the bleachers.
"I win," Usagi said while going back to sit next to Makoto. "You don't look so surprised," she said half pouting. The brunette smiled, "I was half expecting you to do something like that. I know Luna never taught you to fight like that so who did?"
"An uncle of mine is really into martial arts. When I was young he trained me. I'm too out of shape, he'd be disappointed."
"Disappointed? I don't think that *I* could have done any better at my best."
Usagi shrugged, you have no idea exactly how much I *was* holding back. At least the coach, or anyone for that matter, would think twice when they started to belittle her abilities.
After school Usagi decided to take a stroll around the park before meeting up with the other scouts at the arcade. Her mind began to wander for the umpteenth time that day. I wonder if dad won in the fight against Freeza. Maybe I should ask Setsuna how it turned out. She wished her dad was here because he would cheer her up. Ever since she arrived here she had been worried about what other people thought about her. It hurt her whenever she was made fun of. Every time someone said something that *really* got to her she would think of her dad.
He acted younger than her and Gohan most of the time. A little kid stuck in a man's body. That was one of the reasons she had kept up her acting for so long. A- It was probably hereditary and B- because she found a degree of comfort in knowing that if she acted like her dad then he would always be there. She couldn't go around acting like Vegeta, because innocent people would whined up getting hurt.
She smiled at the thought of Vegeta walking around like her dad. A ditzy Vegeta, now THAT would be something she would pay to see. Her thoughts came to a sudden halt when a certain crescent moon wearing cat came running up to her. "Usa! Hurry up the scouts need your help!" She followed Luna not wasting any precious time with transforming. Screams reached her sensitive ears. A plant like youma had all of the scouts captured.
"Hurry Usa transform!"
"There's no time!" Usagi rushed forward and kicked the plant woman in the back of the head. "What the—? Why you little—"
The response came out of habit. "I'm a little what? Princess? Aww you're so nice!" The youma charged at her and she jumped over it. A silver ki ball formed in her cupped hands.
"KA-ME-HA-ME-HAAA!!"
The youma used some of its powers to block the blast. Both the shield and the blast disappeared. With its energy drain it released the scouts and started to power up for one final attack. Usagi breathed in slowly concentrating on her power while remembering what Vegeta taught her.
~*~*~*~*~Flash Back~*~*~*~*~
"Every fighter has a special attack that they master and prefect. It usually is their finishing blast."
"What's yours?"
"It's not important and don't interrupt me again. You have to clear your mind of all thoughts and distractions. Focus on the ki that flows through you and push it into you hands. Most fighters shape theirs into a ball. Then you bush the ki through your hands and at your enemy. In time you'll learn how to direct it."
"Like this?" She did everything she was told and blew up a nearby tree. Vegeta started to laugh, "Yeah like that only bigger, a lot bigger."
*~*~*~*~End Flash Back~*~*~*~*~
Think big Usagi. Two giant ki balls formed in each of her outstretched hands warming her entire body. The plant youma was preparing a deadly Venus flytrap. You would think that after all of this time they would at least come up with better attacks than that. With a yell Usagi released the two blasts from both her hands. They swirled around each other strengthening the attack. The youma's attack quickly disintegrated. The ki blast separated into two beams and wrapped around the youma turning it into dust instantly. "Dusted!"
The scouts (and cats) were just staring at her in complete shock. "How? Wha?" they all asked. Usagi shrugged, turned on her heel, and walked away.
"That uncle of hers must have been one powerful man," Jupiter whispered in awe.
Little did they know that tomorrow Usagi would return to being the klutzy, ditzy girl she usually was. It was only twice every year, on the anniversary of her arrival as well as her birthday, that Usagi showed her true colors in honor of her family. She was just a powerful, sad, lonely girl that missed her family. Doing that only eased her homesickness slightly.
Kami I miss them; all of them.
________________________________Meanwhile___________________________________ __________
Vegeta stumbled into the kitchen and made his way to the sink. He grabbed a giant pitcher and filled in with ice cold water. The icy water spilled out form the sides of his mouth and ran down his arms and chest as he continued to chug its contents down. His heavy breathing caused his hands to shake as he continued to drink his fill.
Bulma walked in just as he was pouring the rest of it on his head. "Vegeta you're dripping water all over my kitchen floor!" (AN: *face falters* *everyone falls down anime style) He just ignored her and walked out of the room heading back to the gravity room. "Oh no you don't!" Bulma grabbed his arm and lead him to the couch. "You mister are going to sit here and relax!"
Vegeta just glared at her and was about to walk off when she suddenly knew what was bothering him. Her face turned to stare at him with sadness and worry. "You can't keep beating yourself up. It wasn't your fault that she was taken," she said quietly.
"What would you know?"
"I was there if his *Highness* would care to remember." She grabbed his hand and forced him to sit down on the couch with her. "Usagi wouldn't want you to nearly kill yourself over her." When Vegeta didn't say anything she gripped his hand tighter.
"I was right there. If I had only reached out I could have grabbed her—saved her. She had cried out for me and I couldn't help her." Vegeta became tense with anger as he remembered the day that happened three years ago. Bulma laid her head on his shoulder. "You loved her." It wasn't a question so he didn't answer.
He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her in his lap. Bulma was surprised at his sudden show of affection. He buried his head in her shoulder. "W-What if she had forgotten me—us? She might not ever come back."
Bulma hugged him and ran fingers through his black hair. "Vegeta, no one could forget you even if they tried and I bet quite a few wish they could. Usa wouldn't turn her back on her friends or family. I have a feeling that she will come back soon."
"I miss her."
Bulma sent a silent thank you out to the small girl that showed her the emotion behind the mask. "If she walked in right now she would probably skip around the couch singing about how much she was right, and how she was such a good matchmaker," Vegeta said flatly. Bulma laughed.
After a minute she scrunched her nose in disgust, "Eww Veggie you're all sweaty! You need a bath." He smirked and picked her up. "Care to join me?" She laughed and was about to respond when chibi-Trunks' cry ruined the. Vegeta put her down and she sighed while rubbing her head.
"He couldn't have waited thirty minutes?" Vegeta asked to no one in particular. Bulma turned to Vegeta and grinned. "You're pouting." He crossed his arms and turned his head away, "I am not." She laughed as he slammed the bathroom door behind him.
Later that night Vegeta stayed up and was staring out into the night. "Come home soon Usa-chan." His silent plea seemed to hang in the air for a minute. Sighing he wrapped his arms around Bulma before drifting off to sleep.
Again I must say that this WILL BE A USA ROMANCE. Right now I'm just focusing on Veg/Bulma. Anyway, I hope you liked it. Again I must warn you that I already have the next chapter written. When I get enough reviews I'll post it so all you have to do is review. If you want to know about how the years are differing you have to go back and reread it. The years are hinted at so you SHOULD be able to figure out who I'm going to be pairing her with, if you haven't already. COME ON PEOPLE READ THE TITLE!!
~Katlin Grace
Dedications:
Sil - you always keep me laughing, thanks it means a lot.
Akizuki Nakura – if you didn't like the bad language then you might not entirely enjoy this chapter. Heh heh heh…
CyberAngelOne key koneko-chan – Just because of your three reviews I added in a new part which I think that you'll like ^_^
Selene – You know me too well. You will just have to wait for the next few chapters to find out what's going to happen now won't you? :~)
THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO ANSWERED THE POLL!!
Ch. 7
A fourteen year old Usagi stared at her wall blankly. Today was the anniversary of her arrival and would be spent thinking of her family. Luna woke up and was completely floored when she was that her charge was wide awake and not snoring away. What was even more disturbing to the cat was that a look of anger, sadness, and loneliness was painted across the usually cheerful girl's face. I miss them.
It had been seven years since she had trained with her father and 'uncle', since she had REALLY fought, seven lonely years of fake cheerfulness…seven long BORING years. They had just recently defeated Beryl. During the battle she had reached a new level. I guess the Ginzuishou worked with my Saiyajin powers…she didn't stand a chance. After a minute of smirking like Vegeta she got up and got ready for school.
Kami I miss them.
She smirked at the memory of her arrival. She would never forget that day-the day she had to except a new life, the day she lost all that the new or cared about, the day she got even.
~*~*~*~*Flash Back~*~*~*~*~
Usagi shot up from her bed sweating and panting like a dog. She just had the weirdest dream. Getting sucked through portals and talking with stubborn green-haired women just weren't your normal everyday er… night nightmares.
Something didn't feel right. She took a good look around, and started to panic. This wasn't her room. This wasn't the hospital. This wasn't a cave on Namek, nor the inside of a spaceship. In a dazed stupor she looked around the room and nearly gagged. The bright pink that surrounded her started to make her so she diverted her gaze and looked at the large collection of stuffed bunny's pilled in the far corner. She shuddered violently wishing to blow them all to oblivion. They just smiled back at her hauntingly. If Vegeta were there he would have ripped all of their heads off and blast them slowly and painfully into the next dimension.
A wonderful smell made its way through her door and to Usagi. Her head shot up. All thoughts slipped from her mind as her stomach took her over. Jumping up she swayed ever so slightly. Looking down her eyes grew wide when she noticed that her tail was gone. What the fuck?! It didn't feel right. She would ask her dad about it later. The only thing that mattered now was food getting in her stomach.
She raced down a set of unfamiliar stares trusting her nose to find food. What she saw stopped her in her tracks. An unfamiliar woman with long blue hair was humming while making breakfast while another unfamiliar person was hiding behind a newspaper. A sudden chill ran down her spine. This was not right. Who were these people? She stood perfectly still while debating on what to do.
The woman took notice of her and smiled kindly. "Usagi, dear, I didn't see you. Why are you up so early?" Usagi stared at the woman with fear. How did she know my name? She wouldn't show her fear. She had been through so much and wasn't going to disappoint her senseis by showing her fear. She just shrugged casually in response.
Thankfully the lady hadn't pressed any further. She timidly took a seat next to the man with the newspaper. "Hey there princess, are you ready to start your first day of school yet?" Kenji braced himself for the ear-piercing scream that was surely to come. When he told his daughter that she was going to start school a few days ago she had thrown a fit. He was surprised when his usually hyper daughter stayed silent. "What's wrong pumpkin?"
Usagi looked up in surprise. This man was obviously her new 'father'. She pushed back her tears and took a deep and calming breath. "Nothing, just thinking that's all." Her new 'father' was about to say something but was cut short when a huge amount of food was placed in front of him.
"Eat up sweetie we don't want you to be late for school," her 'mother' said with a smile. Usagi nodded dumbly and started to dig in. Her parents weren't too surprised by her eating habits but they did notice that she was eating at a faster pace than normal. Usagi had to admit that the food was good, but it still didn't compare with her real mother's cooking.
Before long Usagi was ushered out the door and into a car that wasn't hovering. She would have rather flown to school but she had a feeling that these new people weren't used to that. All she wanted now was time to think. Everything had just turned so confusing because of that green- haired woman. The car came to a stop and her father smiled as she slowly climbed out of the car.
After a quick goodbye she turned to look at the crowd of first graders screaming and laughing with each other. She wasn't in a laughing mood. Right now she wanted nothing more than to give a good beating to something. She spotted a huge oak tree to the side of the insane children. Clenching and unclenching her fist did little to help her homicidal mood.
The huge tree had a dark aura around it—probably why the other kids had avoided it—that matched her mood perfectly. As she took a seat on a huge root that gave an unnatural upward curve she closed her eyes and a tear slipped down her cheek. Suddenly her sensitive Saiyajin ears picked up soft footsteps making their way over to her.
Ms. Haruna looked out at her class of hyper youngsters. She always enjoyed trying to pick out their personalities before she got a chance to meet them. Already she knew who the troublemakers were and who would be the brains. Her head shot up when she saw a small girl with blond hair step inside the courtyard. This girl was somehow different from all of the rest.
She watched in curiosity as the small girl gazed at the other students. Even from across the yard she could see a flash of emotion streak through her eyes. When the small girl started to walk towards the tree she decided to follow. There was something about this new child that intrigued her.
As the older woman moved closer she could see that the girl was crying. It wasn't the pitiful whining that children her age were supposed to cry but a soul-shaking sob that tore at the woman's heart. She silently resolved to befriend the little girl and cheer her up.
Usagi heard the gentle pounding of the feet stop in front of her. When she looked up she found a woman gazing down at her in curiosity. The woman looked kind enough but she had learned that looks could be deceiving. She wasn't about to trust anyone. Jumping to her feet she stood proudly in front of the older lady. She stared straight into her eyes clearly stating that she wasn't afraid of anyone.
Ms. Haruna looked at the determined girl before her. She had been completely puzzled by her student's actions. There they stood staring into each other's eyes, one in challenge, and one in puzzlement. They had yet to speak, the only sound came from the rain that pounded against fallen leaves and the cement. She could hear the children all scream and run inside for cover. Most children would have been crying or screaming about being wet, but here was this fragile girl standing straight and proud while the rain started to soak through her dress.
"Who are you?" she asked while trying to ease the mood a little. The small girl eyed her for a second and decided to answer her. "Nobody. Leave." Usagi glared at her before closing her eyes and sitting back down. She wasn't in the mood for stupid nosey women.
"Ms. Haruna I do believe that that is Tsukino Usagi," a soft mysterious voice sounded from behind the two. Usagi's eyes snapped open, she knew that voice. Her eyes fell on the very same green-haired woman that she had had a pleasant talk with yesterday. "You!" she snarled while standing and falling into a fighting stance.
Ms. Haruna eyed Usagi with confusion. "Hi Trista," she said to her secretive assistant. She had arrived earlier that day claiming to be her student intern. The funny thing was that the green-haired girl seemed older than her.
"I'll take care of Usagi."
Ms. Haruna could do nothing but nod. "Just make sure she gets in before she gets sick." After that was said she made a mad dash for her classroom door. Once Setsuna was sure that the older woman was out of sight she turned back to the young half-Saiyajin. Before she could comprehend what was happening she stumbled back from a force that slammed into her face. Her cheek burned with pain as she gently touched it.
"Some warrior, you can't even sense my movements," the girl snarled at her and stared at her in disgust. The time guardian climbed to her feet and stared at her princess in confusion. She knew that the girl was forgiving. I would have thought that she would have forgiven me by now. "I take it that you're still mad at me."
"No shit," Usagi said while spitting at her opponent's feet. She really had picked up a lot of bad habits from Vegeta. "I do believe that I told you that I was going to kick your ass one day. Guess what? Today is going to be your lucky day. I didn't train for so long just to be pushed around by some know-it-all bitch that thinks she can do whatever the hell she pleases."
Setsuna reeled back in shock. Of everything that she had expected that certainly wasn't it. She had never heard such foul words from a girl's mouth, much less her princess'. "I came here to tell you that you can't act like yourself around anyone in this new dimension. If you do then the timeline will become unstable and the future uncertain. Do you understand?"
Usagi looked her up and down. If this wasn't hate then she didn't know what was. Right now all she wanted to do was rip this woman in half. The only problem was that if she followed through than she wasn't sure how she was going to get back home. Silence reigned and again only the soft pounding of the rain could be heard.
"I will never forgive you for taken me away from my home," Setsuna looked down in shame, and winced at her princess' harsh words. "I swear on the honor of every Saiyajin that when I'm old enough I will leave. Not you, the fates, or Kami himself will stop me."
"The Saiyajins have no honor."
Usagi leaped forward again and punched her again. She had no right to talk about her family and ancestors that way. When she glanced back at the surprised woman she smirked like her first sensei and glared at her. She was satisfied with her work. Setsuna had a nice puffy black and blue cheek from her first hit and a bloody lip from her second. "I hate you."
With that the girl turned on her heel and walked out from under the cover of the oak tree's branches and into the pouring rain. She didn't look back and she didn't feel sorry for anything that she had done. The bitch deserved more than what she got, a weird sounding voice echoed within her mind. (AN: I don't have anything personal against Setsuna it's just that I thought that Usagi might.) Sighing she entered the classroom and gazed at the crowd of busy children.
For some reason she had Setsuna's words seriously. What if by the way she acted she could change the future. Right now she only wanted one future, a happy one. She had to pick a new personality and fast before someone took notice of her. Closing her eyes she could imagine her father holding her hand and smiling down at her. He would have encouraged her to be strong and to have fun. Vegeta would have been on her other side telling her to look out for herself and to never forget what she stands for.
Her eyes snapped open. For a happy future she would have to act like a happy person. The only one that came to mind was her ditzy father. Her mouth worked its way into her father's stupid little grin and she giggled slightly. She ran into the room and tripped because of her missing tail. She still wasn't used to not having it. Oh well she thought as she started to fall slowly towards the ground. This will only help with my little charade. She started to ball her eyes out when she hit the ground. Let the show begin.
~*~*~*~*~End Flash Back~*~*~*~*~
The alarm on the side of her bed started to shrill and screech. For once this year she had actually gotten up, not only on time, but early. She got up and got dressed still thinking of about her family. For once I miss mom forcing us to study. At least then we would never have to up insanely early for school. She would take home school any day. Sighing she walked down the stairs and outside.
"Usagi, honey, you forgot your breakfast!" her adopted mom called after her. She wasn't hungry; in fact she even forgot her lunch. Oh well one day won't hurt. One day. If she could just have this one day to show them—to show everyone—she would be happy. Just this one day. On her nice slow walk to school she didn't run into anyone or fall down.
When she stepped into the classroom, only half of the students were there. They all stopped in mid-sentence and stared at her. Usagi didn't pay them any mind and sat down in her seat next to a window. Makoto and Ami both stared at her with their mouths touching the floor. Bakas. She normally would have been rolling around on the floor in laughter, but not today. Her frown stayed in place and she stayed silent until Ms. Haruna walked into the room. The final bell rang and she started to take role.
"Tsukin—" she stopped and stared at her classroom door clearly expecting it Usagi to come flying through it any moment. After a minute she frowned, "Where is that girl?"
"I'm here."
The teacher whipped her head around and stared at Usagi's sitting form blankly. After blinking a few times she started to laugh. "Class I must be seeing things. I could swear that Usagi is sitting in her seat right now."
Ami timidly raised her hand. "That is because she is."
Ms. Haruna stopped laughing and stared at Usagi again. She gripped the blackboard behind her for support. "How many other students see Usagi?" Everyone in the class raised their hands. "Oh my, a rare case of mass hallucination."
Usagi sighed and stood up. She said through gritted teeth, "I *am* here. BUT if you are going to spend the entire day gawking then maybe I should leave. After all what's the point of going to school if you don't learn anything?" Ah yes. With her memories so came her 'civil tongue'. Just for today she would show them all, that she DID have a backbone. Just for today.
They would have expected her to burst into tears and wail about them staring not to remain looking calm. Ms. Haruna straightened up and looked at this new Usagi skeptically. She remembered meeting Usagi for the first time. That day stood out in her mind so vividly. That very some girl that had intrigued her back then stood before her now, no longer wearing the mask.
She remembered when a soaking wet chibi-Usagi had walked through her classroom door and gazed at her students with envy. She remembered the thoughtful look and watched as the ditzy, carefree mask formed on her face for the very first time. Haruna knew that that mask only hid the complex confused girl that lay beneath. From that day forward she had vowed to strip the mask away and get to know the girl that lay beneath.
As she continued to follow young Usagi through her school career she had watched many things happen and had nearly achieved her goal a few times. Now all of a sudden Usagi had broken free from the restraints that she had built around herself and was normal again? Something was wrong. She knew that something had happened. But what?
"That won't be necessary." Usagi sat back down and stared out of the window. She remembered her mom always forcing her and Gohan to study at least half of the day.
She missed Gohan so much. There wasn't anyone in her new home that she could tell all of her secrets to. Gohan was always so understanding to her problems. He could always tell when something was bothering her. Then he would go out of his way to cheer her up. She didn't know how she had gotten along all of these years without him supporting up. He was truly the best brother anyone could ever ask for.
The image of the school courtyard outside became watery as tears flooded her eyes. "Usagi! Do you think that just because of your little show this morning that you are above paying attention in my class? If so, than solve the problem on the board." Ms. Haruna was shocked to find the tormented tears swimming in the young girl's eyes. Usagi glanced at the board for a minute before looking back outside. "6287.8059"
"Well you're wrong." Ami raised her hand, "Actually Ms. Haruna she is right." The teacher calmly snatched up a calculator from a student's desk. After about a minute of frantic typing she dropped the small machine. "Impossible." She wasn't sure if she liked this new Usagi.
"Tsukino you know better then to cheat." Usagi whirled around so fast that everyone in the room backed up in their seats. "I would never! Just because you think that I'm too stupid to know how to do this doesn't mean that I can't." She was furious. No one had EVER gone so far as to accuse her of cheating.
"Are you saying that you already know this when I haven't even taught it yet?" Usagi leaned back with her arms crossed and her Vegeta-smirk in place.
"Who? Usagi? HA! She can't even walk and chew gum at the same time!" some boy in the back of her class screamed while laughing. Her death glared shut him up pretty quickly. Today was NOT the day to mock her. With her patience practically at zero she was likely to hurt somebody by the end of school.
Ms. Haruna wrote about ten math problems on the board. "If you're so confident in yourself then you won't mind doing these problems."
Just this one day.
In the time that it took her to walk up to the board she had already figured out half of them. Needless to say, she wasn't bothered by her teacher for the rest of the day. When the lunch bell rang everyone practically ran out of the door.
"Usagi, can you stay after for a minute?" Makoto and Ami walked ahead of her while giving her sympathetic looks.
"Hai Ms. H?"
"Usagi how in the world did you know all of that?"
She quirked a smile before saying carefully, "My 'kaasan was kind of obsessive with grades and school. May I be excused now?"
"Sure." Only after Ms. Haruna was alone did she catch something. "What did she mean by 'was'?"
Usagi sat down at the base of the big oak tree. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly fully enjoying the happy weather.
"So Usagi, how did you know those answers?" Ami asked while sitting down across from her friend.
"Yeah," Makoto said joining them. "I was sure you were toast."
Usagi shrugged with her eyes closed. "I guess it just came to me. You know, in the spare of the moment." She could tell without even having to open her eyes that Ami was looking at her skeptically, "That is very unlikely."
"Hey, speaking of toast, Usa where's your lunch?" Makoto asked. Before she let her blond friend answer she grinned, "You forgot didn't you? Well you can have some of mine. I knew that our real Usagi was still in there somewhere."
"No thanks. I'm not really hungry." Again without having to look she knew that her friends resembled various types of fish with bug eyes.
Gym came after lunch. The coach was probably the only teacher in the entire school that she despised. He was always teasing her about her "clumsiness". However, today she knew that if he pushed her too hard then she would push back. After they had dressed out in their repulsive uniforms everyone was herded around a giant mat in the middle of the gym. There were smaller mats scattered around the room.
"Listen up weaklings! A few weeks ago I graduated from the highest level in karate. The school has given me permission to teach you sissies the ancient art. (AN- I couldn't resist) It not only gets you in shape but provides an efficient workout for your cardiovascular system. (AN- you know how they always have to put that stuff in. It's like an excuse as to why they're teaching it to you, you know BESIDES the fact that they get paid.) I have decided to demonstrate a few moves for you. You obviously won't be nearly as good as me, since I've been studying for quite a few years."
He looked around and got a devilish grin on his face. "Tsukino Usagi, get your lazy carcass up here. You will be my demo partner." Makoto was about to protest but stopped when she saw her friend smirk.
"He is going to feel stupid after this." Makoto watched her friend in curiosity. What has she got up her sleeve?
Usagi stretched for a minute before falling into a fighting stance. Everyone studied her in curiosity. She *seemed* to know what she was doing. "Now try not to trip over your feet Usagi." She got her Vegeta smirk on again. Revenge will be sweet. "Oh I won't."
The cocky coach charged at her with his fist raised. She just sidestepped and tried to ram her knee in his gut. He flipped out of the way in time to only get a scratch. He looked at her in confusion before advancing again. His fists flew at her in a small barrage. She just swatted them away with one hand while covering a yawn. Finally she caught one of his fists and shoved him back. This is REALLY starting to get pathetic.
"I don't want you to hold back just because I MIGHT get hurt." The coach blinked in surprise for a minute. "Fine, but I'm not going to be blamed. I have everyone here as witnesses." She nodded before dropping into another fighting stance. The man flew in with a high kick aiming for her head. She grabbed his foot and threw him across the mat.
"Whoa!" The class watched in amazement. Who would have thought that Usagi, the crybaby, would know karate?
She gave her opponent time to recover with much boredom. Even though Vegeta taught her to take advantage of every opportunity that was given that was considered the dirty way of fighting. This was nothing compared to her spars with Vegeta and her dad. "I'll tell you what I'll fight you with only my left hand."
"Whatever just fight!" She sighed before advancing. The class watched in awe as she flipped over the coach's head and rammed her left elbow in his back. He flipped back and ran forward. She did about three one-handed back flips before shooting forward and punching him square in the gut. A well placed roundhouse kick sent him soaring out of the small ring. Everyone winced at the skidding sound that echoed off the bleachers.
"I win," Usagi said while going back to sit next to Makoto. "You don't look so surprised," she said half pouting. The brunette smiled, "I was half expecting you to do something like that. I know Luna never taught you to fight like that so who did?"
"An uncle of mine is really into martial arts. When I was young he trained me. I'm too out of shape, he'd be disappointed."
"Disappointed? I don't think that *I* could have done any better at my best."
Usagi shrugged, you have no idea exactly how much I *was* holding back. At least the coach, or anyone for that matter, would think twice when they started to belittle her abilities.
After school Usagi decided to take a stroll around the park before meeting up with the other scouts at the arcade. Her mind began to wander for the umpteenth time that day. I wonder if dad won in the fight against Freeza. Maybe I should ask Setsuna how it turned out. She wished her dad was here because he would cheer her up. Ever since she arrived here she had been worried about what other people thought about her. It hurt her whenever she was made fun of. Every time someone said something that *really* got to her she would think of her dad.
He acted younger than her and Gohan most of the time. A little kid stuck in a man's body. That was one of the reasons she had kept up her acting for so long. A- It was probably hereditary and B- because she found a degree of comfort in knowing that if she acted like her dad then he would always be there. She couldn't go around acting like Vegeta, because innocent people would whined up getting hurt.
She smiled at the thought of Vegeta walking around like her dad. A ditzy Vegeta, now THAT would be something she would pay to see. Her thoughts came to a sudden halt when a certain crescent moon wearing cat came running up to her. "Usa! Hurry up the scouts need your help!" She followed Luna not wasting any precious time with transforming. Screams reached her sensitive ears. A plant like youma had all of the scouts captured.
"Hurry Usa transform!"
"There's no time!" Usagi rushed forward and kicked the plant woman in the back of the head. "What the—? Why you little—"
The response came out of habit. "I'm a little what? Princess? Aww you're so nice!" The youma charged at her and she jumped over it. A silver ki ball formed in her cupped hands.
"KA-ME-HA-ME-HAAA!!"
The youma used some of its powers to block the blast. Both the shield and the blast disappeared. With its energy drain it released the scouts and started to power up for one final attack. Usagi breathed in slowly concentrating on her power while remembering what Vegeta taught her.
~*~*~*~*~Flash Back~*~*~*~*~
"Every fighter has a special attack that they master and prefect. It usually is their finishing blast."
"What's yours?"
"It's not important and don't interrupt me again. You have to clear your mind of all thoughts and distractions. Focus on the ki that flows through you and push it into you hands. Most fighters shape theirs into a ball. Then you bush the ki through your hands and at your enemy. In time you'll learn how to direct it."
"Like this?" She did everything she was told and blew up a nearby tree. Vegeta started to laugh, "Yeah like that only bigger, a lot bigger."
*~*~*~*~End Flash Back~*~*~*~*~
Think big Usagi. Two giant ki balls formed in each of her outstretched hands warming her entire body. The plant youma was preparing a deadly Venus flytrap. You would think that after all of this time they would at least come up with better attacks than that. With a yell Usagi released the two blasts from both her hands. They swirled around each other strengthening the attack. The youma's attack quickly disintegrated. The ki blast separated into two beams and wrapped around the youma turning it into dust instantly. "Dusted!"
The scouts (and cats) were just staring at her in complete shock. "How? Wha?" they all asked. Usagi shrugged, turned on her heel, and walked away.
"That uncle of hers must have been one powerful man," Jupiter whispered in awe.
Little did they know that tomorrow Usagi would return to being the klutzy, ditzy girl she usually was. It was only twice every year, on the anniversary of her arrival as well as her birthday, that Usagi showed her true colors in honor of her family. She was just a powerful, sad, lonely girl that missed her family. Doing that only eased her homesickness slightly.
Kami I miss them; all of them.
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Vegeta stumbled into the kitchen and made his way to the sink. He grabbed a giant pitcher and filled in with ice cold water. The icy water spilled out form the sides of his mouth and ran down his arms and chest as he continued to chug its contents down. His heavy breathing caused his hands to shake as he continued to drink his fill.
Bulma walked in just as he was pouring the rest of it on his head. "Vegeta you're dripping water all over my kitchen floor!" (AN: *face falters* *everyone falls down anime style) He just ignored her and walked out of the room heading back to the gravity room. "Oh no you don't!" Bulma grabbed his arm and lead him to the couch. "You mister are going to sit here and relax!"
Vegeta just glared at her and was about to walk off when she suddenly knew what was bothering him. Her face turned to stare at him with sadness and worry. "You can't keep beating yourself up. It wasn't your fault that she was taken," she said quietly.
"What would you know?"
"I was there if his *Highness* would care to remember." She grabbed his hand and forced him to sit down on the couch with her. "Usagi wouldn't want you to nearly kill yourself over her." When Vegeta didn't say anything she gripped his hand tighter.
"I was right there. If I had only reached out I could have grabbed her—saved her. She had cried out for me and I couldn't help her." Vegeta became tense with anger as he remembered the day that happened three years ago. Bulma laid her head on his shoulder. "You loved her." It wasn't a question so he didn't answer.
He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her in his lap. Bulma was surprised at his sudden show of affection. He buried his head in her shoulder. "W-What if she had forgotten me—us? She might not ever come back."
Bulma hugged him and ran fingers through his black hair. "Vegeta, no one could forget you even if they tried and I bet quite a few wish they could. Usa wouldn't turn her back on her friends or family. I have a feeling that she will come back soon."
"I miss her."
Bulma sent a silent thank you out to the small girl that showed her the emotion behind the mask. "If she walked in right now she would probably skip around the couch singing about how much she was right, and how she was such a good matchmaker," Vegeta said flatly. Bulma laughed.
After a minute she scrunched her nose in disgust, "Eww Veggie you're all sweaty! You need a bath." He smirked and picked her up. "Care to join me?" She laughed and was about to respond when chibi-Trunks' cry ruined the. Vegeta put her down and she sighed while rubbing her head.
"He couldn't have waited thirty minutes?" Vegeta asked to no one in particular. Bulma turned to Vegeta and grinned. "You're pouting." He crossed his arms and turned his head away, "I am not." She laughed as he slammed the bathroom door behind him.
Later that night Vegeta stayed up and was staring out into the night. "Come home soon Usa-chan." His silent plea seemed to hang in the air for a minute. Sighing he wrapped his arms around Bulma before drifting off to sleep.
Again I must say that this WILL BE A USA ROMANCE. Right now I'm just focusing on Veg/Bulma. Anyway, I hope you liked it. Again I must warn you that I already have the next chapter written. When I get enough reviews I'll post it so all you have to do is review. If you want to know about how the years are differing you have to go back and reread it. The years are hinted at so you SHOULD be able to figure out who I'm going to be pairing her with, if you haven't already. COME ON PEOPLE READ THE TITLE!!
~Katlin Grace