A/N- Okay....chapter 4......I'm making some revisions to chapter three, so I'm sorry this one took so long......oh, well....I'm also revising 'Ohayoo', so it'll be posted a little later than planned.....darn.
Disclaimer- I don't own those frickin' shows, and you know it! Even my Mad Cow here knows it! (Moo-ya, you moo-ing mooch!) --;;;;;.....no comment.
Warnings- None as far as I know.
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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?"
Gohan nodded. "Yup. You, jinzouningen Juu-nana-gou, are being beaten up by a girl." He strolled off, laughing his head off.
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Four Corners Chapter 4
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Sakura gritted her teeth as she finished her push-ups. All one-hundred and fifty of them.
Trunks scowled at her. "Hmph. You should have been on your 149th ages ago. You're so weak for a jinzouningen."
Sakura knelt there, gasping for breath, and squeezed her eyes shut. "I'm...not....a jinzouningen! Jinzouningen are cruel, heartless killing machines who don't give a damn about anyone else! I care! That's why I'm training!"
"Whatever."
Sakura bit her lip, praying that Gohan would get back from fighting the cyborgs soon. Trunks was always cold and cruel to her. But then, having grown up in the same world as her, she guessed that he would have to be a little prejudiced against any cyborg.
But sometimes, she wished he'd treat her like a human being, instead of some heartless killing machine that had to be broken as quickly as possible. She sighed, sitting back. Trunks growled. "What do you think you're doing, kid? Get up!"
"Iie. I need rest."
"No, you will get up and work! You can't get any stronger sitting there."
"Rest is as important as training."
Trunks snorted and grabbed her wrist. A voice rang out behind them. "She's right, Trunks, let her rest."
Trunks narrowed his eyes at Gohan, then let go of her wrist. He jumped up into the tree that Sakura was leaning against and grabbed a few apples, tossing them down to the other two. Sakura smiled as she took one.
Trunks leaped down and sighed, sitting back on the grass. Gohan knelt beside them and took another apple.
"So, Sakura-chan, how's the training going?"
"Okay. A little hard, but I can handle it. I guess."
Gohan laughed. "You wouldn't believe how hard I had to train when I was with Piccolo-san. He left me out in the wilderness to fend for myself, with no food, water, or protection from the wild animals. I survived, barely. But it taught me a lot. Piccolo-sensei was a great teacher. My best, besides my father."
"Where is Piccolo now?"
Gohan frowned, then closed his eyes. "He was destroyed long ago by the jinzouningen. I was eleven then."
Sakura bit her lip. "I'm very sorry, Gohan-sensei."
She gave her teacher a hug, and Trunks felt a surge of something he couldn't quite place.
Sakura grinned as she bit into the apple. She closed her eyes and leaned back, letting the breeze toy with her hair. Trunks watched her carefully. He didn't want her to jump up and kill them suddenly.
Sakura's eyes snapped open, and she turned to Trunks. He tred to look away from them, but was caught by their emerald depths. 'By Kami, she's hypnotizing me!' He shook his head, blinking. Gohan frowned.
"Trunks, are you okay?"
"H-hai, Gohan-san. I'm fine."
Sakura cocked her head and moved a bit closer. "Are you sure, Trunks-san? Here, let me-"
Trunks jerked away as she reached out a hand to his head. "Iie! Stay away from me!"
Gohan stood up. "Briefs Trunks, you stop that immediatly! How can be so disrespectful towards a young girl who only wants to help you! I'm very dissapointed in you, Trunks."
Trunks' eyes widened, and he flinched, like he had been slapped. He let his eyes trail towards the ground. Sakura sighed. "It's okay, Gohan-sensei, I'm used to it by now. Here."
She placed one cool wrist to Trunks' forehead, and he felt his heartbeat speed up. At this range, she could hurt him badly if she wanted to. He clenched his fists as his breathing sped up, as well.
"You do feel a little warm. Maybe we should take a break from training."
Trunks snorted. "Backing out, now are you?"
"No. You look a little pale, but you're burning up. You, Trunks-san, are ill."
Juu-nana-gou sighed as he stared out over the lake. Juu-hachi had gone out to get more clothes, and had asked him to stay. Too weak, she said, to be walking around all day. He shook his head in vexation. He wasn't too weak, but he hated shopping. It was actually nice to be left alone with his thoughts.
But he wasn't alone.
The girl, Shinju, walked up behind him. He sighed. "Come to kill me, ne?"
"Iie. I've come to look at the lake. Does it bother you to think that I may be human?"
Juu-nana snorted. But he made no move to stop her as she sat down next to him.
For a while, they sat there in comfortable silence. Then Shinju sighed. "I guess I owe you an...an apology."
Juu-nana blinked. "For what?"
"For attacking you while you were injured. For not killing you. For leaving you to suffer just like...like..."
"Like I do to Trunks and Gohan?"
Another sigh. "Hai."
"So you're saying you're sorry for acting like me?"
Shinju gritted her teeth. "I don't mean it like that."
"But that's what you just said."
She jumped up. "Look, Juu-nana-gou, I hate you, I despise you, and I will never change that, but I was trying to act a little human here! I owed you an apology for being cruel! Two wrongs don't make a right, you know."
"But four rights will get you back to where you started."
Shinju blinked, then smiled sadly. "Yes, they will."
"Sit back down, wench. Your temper isn't needed here."
She did, and they passed the rest of their time in silence, sitting side by side as the sun went down.
END CHAPTER 4:
Soooo....what's happening between these two? And what about poor Sakura? How will she deal with Trunks' violent temper against her? Will she give him what he deserves? Or will she remain passive and deal with it? Read to find out!
Baibai!
Juunanaz_gal
Disclaimer- I don't own those frickin' shows, and you know it! Even my Mad Cow here knows it! (Moo-ya, you moo-ing mooch!) --;;;;;.....no comment.
Warnings- None as far as I know.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Last chapter:
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?"
Gohan nodded. "Yup. You, jinzouningen Juu-nana-gou, are being beaten up by a girl." He strolled off, laughing his head off.
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Four Corners Chapter 4
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Sakura gritted her teeth as she finished her push-ups. All one-hundred and fifty of them.
Trunks scowled at her. "Hmph. You should have been on your 149th ages ago. You're so weak for a jinzouningen."
Sakura knelt there, gasping for breath, and squeezed her eyes shut. "I'm...not....a jinzouningen! Jinzouningen are cruel, heartless killing machines who don't give a damn about anyone else! I care! That's why I'm training!"
"Whatever."
Sakura bit her lip, praying that Gohan would get back from fighting the cyborgs soon. Trunks was always cold and cruel to her. But then, having grown up in the same world as her, she guessed that he would have to be a little prejudiced against any cyborg.
But sometimes, she wished he'd treat her like a human being, instead of some heartless killing machine that had to be broken as quickly as possible. She sighed, sitting back. Trunks growled. "What do you think you're doing, kid? Get up!"
"Iie. I need rest."
"No, you will get up and work! You can't get any stronger sitting there."
"Rest is as important as training."
Trunks snorted and grabbed her wrist. A voice rang out behind them. "She's right, Trunks, let her rest."
Trunks narrowed his eyes at Gohan, then let go of her wrist. He jumped up into the tree that Sakura was leaning against and grabbed a few apples, tossing them down to the other two. Sakura smiled as she took one.
Trunks leaped down and sighed, sitting back on the grass. Gohan knelt beside them and took another apple.
"So, Sakura-chan, how's the training going?"
"Okay. A little hard, but I can handle it. I guess."
Gohan laughed. "You wouldn't believe how hard I had to train when I was with Piccolo-san. He left me out in the wilderness to fend for myself, with no food, water, or protection from the wild animals. I survived, barely. But it taught me a lot. Piccolo-sensei was a great teacher. My best, besides my father."
"Where is Piccolo now?"
Gohan frowned, then closed his eyes. "He was destroyed long ago by the jinzouningen. I was eleven then."
Sakura bit her lip. "I'm very sorry, Gohan-sensei."
She gave her teacher a hug, and Trunks felt a surge of something he couldn't quite place.
Sakura grinned as she bit into the apple. She closed her eyes and leaned back, letting the breeze toy with her hair. Trunks watched her carefully. He didn't want her to jump up and kill them suddenly.
Sakura's eyes snapped open, and she turned to Trunks. He tred to look away from them, but was caught by their emerald depths. 'By Kami, she's hypnotizing me!' He shook his head, blinking. Gohan frowned.
"Trunks, are you okay?"
"H-hai, Gohan-san. I'm fine."
Sakura cocked her head and moved a bit closer. "Are you sure, Trunks-san? Here, let me-"
Trunks jerked away as she reached out a hand to his head. "Iie! Stay away from me!"
Gohan stood up. "Briefs Trunks, you stop that immediatly! How can be so disrespectful towards a young girl who only wants to help you! I'm very dissapointed in you, Trunks."
Trunks' eyes widened, and he flinched, like he had been slapped. He let his eyes trail towards the ground. Sakura sighed. "It's okay, Gohan-sensei, I'm used to it by now. Here."
She placed one cool wrist to Trunks' forehead, and he felt his heartbeat speed up. At this range, she could hurt him badly if she wanted to. He clenched his fists as his breathing sped up, as well.
"You do feel a little warm. Maybe we should take a break from training."
Trunks snorted. "Backing out, now are you?"
"No. You look a little pale, but you're burning up. You, Trunks-san, are ill."
Juu-nana-gou sighed as he stared out over the lake. Juu-hachi had gone out to get more clothes, and had asked him to stay. Too weak, she said, to be walking around all day. He shook his head in vexation. He wasn't too weak, but he hated shopping. It was actually nice to be left alone with his thoughts.
But he wasn't alone.
The girl, Shinju, walked up behind him. He sighed. "Come to kill me, ne?"
"Iie. I've come to look at the lake. Does it bother you to think that I may be human?"
Juu-nana snorted. But he made no move to stop her as she sat down next to him.
For a while, they sat there in comfortable silence. Then Shinju sighed. "I guess I owe you an...an apology."
Juu-nana blinked. "For what?"
"For attacking you while you were injured. For not killing you. For leaving you to suffer just like...like..."
"Like I do to Trunks and Gohan?"
Another sigh. "Hai."
"So you're saying you're sorry for acting like me?"
Shinju gritted her teeth. "I don't mean it like that."
"But that's what you just said."
She jumped up. "Look, Juu-nana-gou, I hate you, I despise you, and I will never change that, but I was trying to act a little human here! I owed you an apology for being cruel! Two wrongs don't make a right, you know."
"But four rights will get you back to where you started."
Shinju blinked, then smiled sadly. "Yes, they will."
"Sit back down, wench. Your temper isn't needed here."
She did, and they passed the rest of their time in silence, sitting side by side as the sun went down.
END CHAPTER 4:
Soooo....what's happening between these two? And what about poor Sakura? How will she deal with Trunks' violent temper against her? Will she give him what he deserves? Or will she remain passive and deal with it? Read to find out!
Baibai!
Juunanaz_gal