A/N- Well, I decided that since I was on such a roll, I would put out chapter three! So...here it is! Oh, and make sure to read my side story, 'Ohayoo', k?
Disclaimer- I don't own DBZ, and I don't own CCS, and I'm selling the stupid Mad Cow, because it keeps eatng my hamburgers! (Moo-ya!) So don't sue me! All you'll get it fourteen cents and one Mad Cow that eats HAMBURGERS! (Moo-wahahahahaaaaoooo!!)
Warnings- None here. Not really, at least. A little bit of sadicism (Is that a word?) With Juu-kun and Shinju, but nothing much.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Last chapter:
Jinzouningen Juu-nana-gou went to his bed, climbed under the sheets, and fell asleep.
He didn't see the eyes right outside his window. Or the shadow creeping through the open shutters. Or the black gloves that brushed neon-green hair out of ruby eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Four Corners Chapter 3
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Shinju bit her lip as she saw the cyborg boy lying there, asleep. Now would be the perfect time to destroy him. Yes, now would be good. She froze as he murmered in his sleep and tossed a bit. She smirked. He was having a nightmare. She fought down the urge to laugh at him. He looked like some Egyptian mummy, all wrapped up like that. She must have really hurt him. She looked down at herself. 'Well, if he's King Tut, then I'm one of Charlie's Angels.'
She now wore a black catsuit with her black leather jacket, and her hair was back in a ponytail, a few whisps escaping to float in her ruby eyes. Her cap was on forwards, casting a shadow over her face.
She walked up next to his bed. She stared down at him for a while. He looked rather helpless lying there, muttering to himself as he slept. His head whipped back and forth, and his silken hair followed, looking like strands of liquid ebony. She bit her lip as she reached out, sifting her fingers through it. He stopped moving immediatly, and Shinju whipped her hand away. But he had merely been calmed a bit. His still murmered, and occasionally whimpered a bit like a lost puppy. Shinju stayed, hovering over his bed, for many moments. Then her heart returned to its normal pace. She cursed herself mentally. What had possessed her so that she would actually yearn to touch this boy again? He was a monster, a murderer. He had destroyed her family, her friends, her home...her entire life. He was a creature to be hated and despised.
Still, Shinju had to admit, he is quite attractive. She frowned. 'No, that's not the right word. Handsome? No, that's not it....beautiful? Hai, beautiful fits him perfectly.'
She backed away from the bed, halting her train of thought, knowing all too well that such notions would get her into trouble in a fight. But she couldn't help but remember how gracefully he moved when fighting, even while being beaten....his icy blue eyes glittering when he got a hit in. The way his voice, silky and cool as his satiny hair, flowed over her. She shuddered, trying not to think such things.
Clearing her mind, she tried to move her thoughts towards othr things. Like destroying him.
She moved back to the bed, her eyes cold and impersonal. She raised her hand to plunge it into his heart, when a small noise stopped her. He was scrunched up into a ball, clutching his stomach, making small baby-bird peeping noises. He look helpless.......like her younger sister had when she had a nightmare.........
Shinju wrapped her arms around herself, shaking her head to clear it. She sighed loudly, then clamped her mouth shut. 'Baka! Do you want to wake him!?'
She backed slowly away, walking over to the bench, and leaned against the wall next to it. She crossed her arms over her chest, and watched him silently as he slept. Something strange curled through her as she did, but she ignored it, her eyes never leaving his form shivering on the bed. He stilled slightly, and for a moment, she felt a small bit of panic rise within her. She shook her head, shoving it away as she noticed his breathing was normal. She leaned back against the wall.
How long she stood there, she didn't know. But she blinked as the sun poured its warm rays through the open window, resting on her face. She heard footsteps.
'Juu-hachi.'
She turned to leave, casting one last glance at Juu-nana-gou.
'Until we meet again.'
And she leaped out the window, flying away into the dawn.
Juu-hachi came in seconds later. She thougth she caught a glimpse of something flying away in the sky, but she shook it off, telling herself it was a bird. She walked over to wake her brother.
Trunks came to a sudden halt in his charge against Gohan. He glared at Sakura, who was standing off to the side. "Beat it, kid. This is no place for a girl."
Sakura bit her lip. "Gomen nasai, Trunks-san. I was just wondering......maybe you could teach me?"
Gohan blinked. "Teach you?"
"How to fight."
Trunks snorted. "You already know how, don't you?"
"No, I don't. And if I did, I've forgotten."
Gohan sighed. "Sorry, Sakura-chan, but I don't think I can. You're still pretty weak from you injuries, and I'm already busy teaching Trunks. Plus, I've got my hands full fighting the jinzouningen."
Sakura drew back at the word 'jinzouningen'. "Oh. I'm sorry to keep you from your training, Trunks-san-"
"But maybe Trunks can teach you when I'm off fighting."
Sakura looked up, eyes wide. "Honto? (Really?)"
Trunks scowled. "Iie. I'm not teaching any mass murderers more ways to kill people."
Sakura sniffled. "I...I'm not a mass murderer!"
Gohan nodded. 'That's right, you're not. And Trunks would be HAPPY to teach you.....wouldn't you, Trunks?"
Trunks turned to yell at Gohan, but stopped when he saw his sensei's face. It was filled with stern defiance, and a small bit of amusement. Then Trunks turned to Sakura, and was surprised to see her crying.
"Iie. I don't want to make Trunks-san feel uncomfortable. It wouldn't be right for him to have to train me. It was only a whim."
"Don't be silly, Trunks will teach you everything I've taught him. After all, we could use all the help we could get against the jinzouningen."
Sakura smiled weakly.
"And when I'm not busy, I'll come by and train you both."
Sakura grinned. "Doomo arigato, Gohan-san......I mean, sensei!"
Trunks sighed. "Fine, fine. But any funny business, and I'll be forced to put you away."
"Trunks!" Gohan shook his head. "What a thing to say!"
Sakura laughed. "It's okay! I'm so happy, I don't even care if he's mean as can be to me! I'm gonna go tell Chi-kaa and Buruma-kaa!"
Trunks started at this statement. "Buruma-kaa?"
"She insisted I call her that."
"Hmph."
Gohan paled. "Er, maybe you shouldn't tell my mother....she's a little....um, a little unsupportive of fighting."
"Oh. Okay!"
She ran off, humming a happy tune.
Shinju sighed as she flew through the smoke of the last explosion. She squinted down at the two small figures firing off at buildings.
"Hello, friends. May I join your little...party?"
Juu-nana spun, then frowned. "What are YOU doing here?"
"I told you...I'm never going to let you rest. Now, what do you say we finish what we started three days ago?"
"Fine by me!"
Juu-hachi stepped in front of her brother. "Let me do this one....I've been getting so bored lately."
"Whatever."
Shinju didn't make a sound, but inside, she was a little dissapointed. It was fun to break the boy; his ego desperatly needed deflating.
They were interrupted when Son Gohan shot down, fully Super Saiya-jin, and slammed into Juu-hachi. Shinju swore loudly. "You baka! Get out of here! This is my fight!"
"You can't take both of them on your own!"
"I said get lost! I can take them anytime, anywhere!"
Juu-nana cocked his head, watching as the two argued. He thought it a good time to attack. So he did.
Big mistake. He realized too late that the girl hadn't taken her senses off him or his sister for a second.
He first noticed this when he found her fist right in the middle of his nose, sending him flying backwards. Again.
They still argued as Gohan was knocked away by Juu-hachi. Shinju kicked her away.
Juu-nana stumbled to his feet and walked slowly towards her so as not to induce an attack. "Are you going to fight us, or banter with that kid all day?"
Shinju shoved Gohan away as Juu-hachi attacked again.
Gohan gaped at the scene. This girl had kept both cyborgs at bay. She had gotten a good punch through to Juu-hachi's stomach, and the cyborg girl was out of commission. She was now beating Juu-nana up again.
And, once again, just as Juu-nana lost conciousness, she left.
Juu-nana groaned. He was getting a little sick of this getting beaten up business. He winced at this thought. 'Kami, I'm not saying this. I will NOT give that little...little.... HUSSY the satisfaction.'
He struggled to sit up and came face to face with Son Gohan. He gritted his teeth. Surely, Gohan would NOT be so gracious as to leave him alive.
But, no. Gohan looked down at the two cyborgs, who were struggling to stand, beaten and bleeding. And he laughed. And laughed. And laughed.
"You two look pitiful down there! You had better watch out, or you'll find yourselves in my position. I kind of like this arrangement. If I ever feel like killing you, I'll just team up with Shinju."
"Shinju?" Juu-nana raised an eyebrow. 'Pearl......hmmm.....' He thought of her pale, smooth skin, and decided that her name suited her.
Gohan nodded. "Yup. You, jinzouningen Juu-nana-gou, are being beaten up by a girl." He strolled off, laughing his head off.
END CHAPTER 3:
Poor Juu-nana! Well, what happens with Trunks and Sakura? Will he ever forgive her for who she is? Will he come to see her for her? Will Juu-nana be killed by this girl named Shinju?
Disclaimer- I don't own DBZ, and I don't own CCS, and I'm selling the stupid Mad Cow, because it keeps eatng my hamburgers! (Moo-ya!) So don't sue me! All you'll get it fourteen cents and one Mad Cow that eats HAMBURGERS! (Moo-wahahahahaaaaoooo!!)
Warnings- None here. Not really, at least. A little bit of sadicism (Is that a word?) With Juu-kun and Shinju, but nothing much.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Last chapter:
Jinzouningen Juu-nana-gou went to his bed, climbed under the sheets, and fell asleep.
He didn't see the eyes right outside his window. Or the shadow creeping through the open shutters. Or the black gloves that brushed neon-green hair out of ruby eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Four Corners Chapter 3
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Shinju bit her lip as she saw the cyborg boy lying there, asleep. Now would be the perfect time to destroy him. Yes, now would be good. She froze as he murmered in his sleep and tossed a bit. She smirked. He was having a nightmare. She fought down the urge to laugh at him. He looked like some Egyptian mummy, all wrapped up like that. She must have really hurt him. She looked down at herself. 'Well, if he's King Tut, then I'm one of Charlie's Angels.'
She now wore a black catsuit with her black leather jacket, and her hair was back in a ponytail, a few whisps escaping to float in her ruby eyes. Her cap was on forwards, casting a shadow over her face.
She walked up next to his bed. She stared down at him for a while. He looked rather helpless lying there, muttering to himself as he slept. His head whipped back and forth, and his silken hair followed, looking like strands of liquid ebony. She bit her lip as she reached out, sifting her fingers through it. He stopped moving immediatly, and Shinju whipped her hand away. But he had merely been calmed a bit. His still murmered, and occasionally whimpered a bit like a lost puppy. Shinju stayed, hovering over his bed, for many moments. Then her heart returned to its normal pace. She cursed herself mentally. What had possessed her so that she would actually yearn to touch this boy again? He was a monster, a murderer. He had destroyed her family, her friends, her home...her entire life. He was a creature to be hated and despised.
Still, Shinju had to admit, he is quite attractive. She frowned. 'No, that's not the right word. Handsome? No, that's not it....beautiful? Hai, beautiful fits him perfectly.'
She backed away from the bed, halting her train of thought, knowing all too well that such notions would get her into trouble in a fight. But she couldn't help but remember how gracefully he moved when fighting, even while being beaten....his icy blue eyes glittering when he got a hit in. The way his voice, silky and cool as his satiny hair, flowed over her. She shuddered, trying not to think such things.
Clearing her mind, she tried to move her thoughts towards othr things. Like destroying him.
She moved back to the bed, her eyes cold and impersonal. She raised her hand to plunge it into his heart, when a small noise stopped her. He was scrunched up into a ball, clutching his stomach, making small baby-bird peeping noises. He look helpless.......like her younger sister had when she had a nightmare.........
Shinju wrapped her arms around herself, shaking her head to clear it. She sighed loudly, then clamped her mouth shut. 'Baka! Do you want to wake him!?'
She backed slowly away, walking over to the bench, and leaned against the wall next to it. She crossed her arms over her chest, and watched him silently as he slept. Something strange curled through her as she did, but she ignored it, her eyes never leaving his form shivering on the bed. He stilled slightly, and for a moment, she felt a small bit of panic rise within her. She shook her head, shoving it away as she noticed his breathing was normal. She leaned back against the wall.
How long she stood there, she didn't know. But she blinked as the sun poured its warm rays through the open window, resting on her face. She heard footsteps.
'Juu-hachi.'
She turned to leave, casting one last glance at Juu-nana-gou.
'Until we meet again.'
And she leaped out the window, flying away into the dawn.
Juu-hachi came in seconds later. She thougth she caught a glimpse of something flying away in the sky, but she shook it off, telling herself it was a bird. She walked over to wake her brother.
Trunks came to a sudden halt in his charge against Gohan. He glared at Sakura, who was standing off to the side. "Beat it, kid. This is no place for a girl."
Sakura bit her lip. "Gomen nasai, Trunks-san. I was just wondering......maybe you could teach me?"
Gohan blinked. "Teach you?"
"How to fight."
Trunks snorted. "You already know how, don't you?"
"No, I don't. And if I did, I've forgotten."
Gohan sighed. "Sorry, Sakura-chan, but I don't think I can. You're still pretty weak from you injuries, and I'm already busy teaching Trunks. Plus, I've got my hands full fighting the jinzouningen."
Sakura drew back at the word 'jinzouningen'. "Oh. I'm sorry to keep you from your training, Trunks-san-"
"But maybe Trunks can teach you when I'm off fighting."
Sakura looked up, eyes wide. "Honto? (Really?)"
Trunks scowled. "Iie. I'm not teaching any mass murderers more ways to kill people."
Sakura sniffled. "I...I'm not a mass murderer!"
Gohan nodded. 'That's right, you're not. And Trunks would be HAPPY to teach you.....wouldn't you, Trunks?"
Trunks turned to yell at Gohan, but stopped when he saw his sensei's face. It was filled with stern defiance, and a small bit of amusement. Then Trunks turned to Sakura, and was surprised to see her crying.
"Iie. I don't want to make Trunks-san feel uncomfortable. It wouldn't be right for him to have to train me. It was only a whim."
"Don't be silly, Trunks will teach you everything I've taught him. After all, we could use all the help we could get against the jinzouningen."
Sakura smiled weakly.
"And when I'm not busy, I'll come by and train you both."
Sakura grinned. "Doomo arigato, Gohan-san......I mean, sensei!"
Trunks sighed. "Fine, fine. But any funny business, and I'll be forced to put you away."
"Trunks!" Gohan shook his head. "What a thing to say!"
Sakura laughed. "It's okay! I'm so happy, I don't even care if he's mean as can be to me! I'm gonna go tell Chi-kaa and Buruma-kaa!"
Trunks started at this statement. "Buruma-kaa?"
"She insisted I call her that."
"Hmph."
Gohan paled. "Er, maybe you shouldn't tell my mother....she's a little....um, a little unsupportive of fighting."
"Oh. Okay!"
She ran off, humming a happy tune.
Shinju sighed as she flew through the smoke of the last explosion. She squinted down at the two small figures firing off at buildings.
"Hello, friends. May I join your little...party?"
Juu-nana spun, then frowned. "What are YOU doing here?"
"I told you...I'm never going to let you rest. Now, what do you say we finish what we started three days ago?"
"Fine by me!"
Juu-hachi stepped in front of her brother. "Let me do this one....I've been getting so bored lately."
"Whatever."
Shinju didn't make a sound, but inside, she was a little dissapointed. It was fun to break the boy; his ego desperatly needed deflating.
They were interrupted when Son Gohan shot down, fully Super Saiya-jin, and slammed into Juu-hachi. Shinju swore loudly. "You baka! Get out of here! This is my fight!"
"You can't take both of them on your own!"
"I said get lost! I can take them anytime, anywhere!"
Juu-nana cocked his head, watching as the two argued. He thought it a good time to attack. So he did.
Big mistake. He realized too late that the girl hadn't taken her senses off him or his sister for a second.
He first noticed this when he found her fist right in the middle of his nose, sending him flying backwards. Again.
They still argued as Gohan was knocked away by Juu-hachi. Shinju kicked her away.
Juu-nana stumbled to his feet and walked slowly towards her so as not to induce an attack. "Are you going to fight us, or banter with that kid all day?"
Shinju shoved Gohan away as Juu-hachi attacked again.
Gohan gaped at the scene. This girl had kept both cyborgs at bay. She had gotten a good punch through to Juu-hachi's stomach, and the cyborg girl was out of commission. She was now beating Juu-nana up again.
And, once again, just as Juu-nana lost conciousness, she left.
Juu-nana groaned. He was getting a little sick of this getting beaten up business. He winced at this thought. 'Kami, I'm not saying this. I will NOT give that little...little.... HUSSY the satisfaction.'
He struggled to sit up and came face to face with Son Gohan. He gritted his teeth. Surely, Gohan would NOT be so gracious as to leave him alive.
But, no. Gohan looked down at the two cyborgs, who were struggling to stand, beaten and bleeding. And he laughed. And laughed. And laughed.
"You two look pitiful down there! You had better watch out, or you'll find yourselves in my position. I kind of like this arrangement. If I ever feel like killing you, I'll just team up with Shinju."
"Shinju?" Juu-nana raised an eyebrow. 'Pearl......hmmm.....' He thought of her pale, smooth skin, and decided that her name suited her.
Gohan nodded. "Yup. You, jinzouningen Juu-nana-gou, are being beaten up by a girl." He strolled off, laughing his head off.
END CHAPTER 3:
Poor Juu-nana! Well, what happens with Trunks and Sakura? Will he ever forgive her for who she is? Will he come to see her for her? Will Juu-nana be killed by this girl named Shinju?