Disclaimer: *Sigh* still trying to find a way to make a million bucks so I can make this story into a novel of somesuch...then i would have the rights and wouldn't have to put this disclaimer sign here...yea one day i WILL find the dragonballz and WISH for everthing i could EVER want...like Akira Toriyama goin back and makin dbz again and such....yea thaz right i'm rambling now...o well more wishes but i know u don't wanna hear 'em so read on and enjoy!
A/N: *dodges rotten veggies* I AM SO SORRY PPL!! I HAVEN'T BEEN FEELIN WELL LATELY AND I ALSO HAD A LOT OF TESTS GOING ON!! BUT FOR THIS REASON I AM GOING TO MAKE THIS CHAPTER LONGER THAN USUAL TO TRY AND MAKE UP FOR MY LACK OF UPDATING...^^' SORRY ONCE AGAIN...READ.....IF....U.....STILL....WANT......*sniffles*
(...)=mini author's notes
'....'=thinking
"...."=speaking
Chapter 14
Sleeping Beauty: Astrial Walk
Trunks slowly trudged into his home. Well, it wasn't really his home...it belonged to his past self...but he didn't want to get confused now. The body in his arms was breathing shallow and that was not good. He began to notice the blood which was dripping on the carpet.
"Shit." he whispered. "Mom is gonna kill me."
Just then Bulma entered the room. Her happy face turned to one of pure shock when she saw the limp teenager in her son's arms.
"TRUNKS WHAT HAPPENED??!?! IT WAS YOUR FATHER WASN'T IT!!??! I'M GONNA KILL THAT BAKA IF ITS THE LAST THING I---" Bulma screamed.
"Mom, right now we have to help her. She is losing blood fast." Trunks stated, eyes looking down at the floor.
"You're right Trunks, I'll just kill your father later." Bulma said grinning wickedly. She was snapped out of her daze when she saw Lareesa draw her eyebrows together. "Come on, bring her to the bed in the lab."
Trunks walked with Lareesa in his arms. Upon arriving at the lab he opened the large metallic doors and entered. He saw the table that Lareesa layed on the first time he talked with her. Their first interaction ran through his head like a silent movie as he surveyed each moment. The way she tried to hold her own in a place she was physically unfamiliar with and how she hid her own personal demons until she couldn't bare them anymore. And then how she let the information spill out piece by piece when the load was too heavy for her. He didn't know everything about her in the three weeks she had been here, but he didn't really care. She told him things when she was ready, and he liked it that way.
"Lareesa," he mumbled, while resting the teenager on the bed. Her head cocked to one side since she was unconscious, "You'll be fine I promise."
'TRUNKS!! IS THAT YOU I CAN'T SEE! WHERE ARE YOU?!?!' Lareesa screamed. She was surrounded by blackness as if walking in a dark cave, blind to all surroundings, yet she could hear. 'HELP ME! I DON'T LIKE IT HERE!'
"I wish you could hear me." he said patting her hand lightly. The pillow was turning red now from the blood she was losing. Her cheeks were paling, and her face held no emotion. He prayed for his mother to arrive soon, that she would get there in time.
'But *I* can hear you, why can't you hear me?'
Seconds later Bulma entered wearing a white lab coat and a small pair of reading glasses. She looked at Lareesa in horror as she saw the crimson pillow case in back of her head. She quickly took some bandages and wrapped them around her head. There was a small gash where a tiny piece of bone was sticking through.
"That's gonna hurt when she wakes up." Bulma said as she continued to wrap the gauze around Lareesa's injury. She then began to check her vital signs. With a deep intake of breath she drew back her blue hair with her fingers, wiping a few strands from her face. Her eyes lost their shimmer as she wrote down some notes on a nearby clipboard.
"What's wrong Mom?" Trunks asked his face stern.
"Trunks," Bulma started, "Lareesa is in a coma."
Trunks' features dropped and saddened. His eyes that were once happy and full of life held nothing but the sense of being meloncholly. Blue eyes met light olive skin as they traced the injured soul who lay as Sleeping Beauty, waiting for her prince to awaken her with a kiss. A kiss however, would not wake this Sleeping Beauty and perhaps she may never awaken again. His muscles tensed at this thought, never to hear her voice or see her smile again would rip him to shreds. Her condition was already taking a toll on him, even though he didn't like to admit it.
Bulma walked up to Trunks who was now sitting on the edge of Lareesa's bed with his head in cupped hands. She placed her right hand over his left shoulder in an effort to comfort the demi-saiyan. Her efforts seemed to be in vain for as her hand made contact with his skin he shuddered and pulled away.
"Trunks." Bulma said hesitantly, "The machine I used on her the first time...you remember it right?"
He nodded.
"Well, I've modified it so that we can see inside people's minds...it may help in this situation." she finished.
He looked up at his mother. Eyes filled with tears that dared to spill over, but did not. A small smile stretched across his face as a whisper departed from his lips.
"Yes, that would be helpful."
Bulma rushed over near the broken regeneration tank, she had never gotten a chance to fix it since the *accident* three weeks ago. She grabbed the machine and the many wires that accompanied it. After carrying the machine over, she connected all the appropriate tools to their proper places. It left Lareesa once again entangled in wires, but this time she didn't try to escape. Next Bulma came over with syringe in her posession.
"I'll need to take some blood samples, in case she needs a transfusion." she stated as she dug the needle into Lareesa's skin.
'OUCH! Son of a Saiyan that HURT!' (yes i know its corny...tryin to cut down on language tho) 'Bulma, why the hell did you do that?!'
"I'll have to analyze this to see her type, and if she needs one I'm positive we will be able to find a doner." Bulma smiled slightly. She then left the room to put the blood in a container.
Trunks' face was void of all emotion despite what he was feeling inside. The only indication of his sadness were the tears that still welled in his eyes. Slowly, drops of sorrow began to fall mournfully onto the sheets of the bed. His head once again entered his hands as he bent forward. The tears came easier now that his mental barrier had been put aside for a moment. He then heard footsteps in the distance and quickly regained his composure.
"Son, you ok?" Bulma asked as she re-entered the room. She had noticed her son's behavior and also the wet sheet ontop of the bed. She hadn't seen him like this since the androids had came along, and quite frankly she was worried.
"Yeah Mom, I'm fine."
"How about we turn on that machine, see what's goin on in Lareesa's head." Bulma said winking. She was trying her best to cheer up her older son, she didn't realy like to see him this way.
'Machine? Oh god that stupid thing that was attached to me the first time I *shudders* fainted.' Lareesa said to herself.
"Sure...I guess so." Trunks said while shrugging his shoulders.
"Ok the, press that button there." Bulma said pointing to a round red button near the screen.
Trunks did as he was told. It was then he saw the screen flicker a bright white and then return back to blackness. He thought the thing was broken until he heard a voice.
'Damnit where the hell am I? And why couldn't Trunks or Bulma hear me before?'
"Lareesa?" Trunks questioned, hope filling his voice.
'I'm here! Trunks is that you? Well it would have to be you since there is no way any other guy would come to see me....'
"Honey its Bulma.."
'Bulma what the hell is going on? why can't I see anything.'
"Dear, you're in a coma..." Bulma said her voice expressing sadness.
There was silence for a long time. It seemed the only sound that could be heard was Lareesa's shallow breathing. The sound of a whimper broke the silence, followed by the sound of sobbing.
'How long am I going to be like this?' She questioned, between choked cries.
"I don't know, it could range from less than a week to years." Bulma answered, her face drooping.
'Mother...no...' Lareesa whispered. 'MOTHER!' she screamed.
Just then the screen exploaded and broken glass lay on the floor. The flare of Laresa's ki had destroyed Bulma's invention within seconds. Both Trunks and Bulma looked at Lareesa to see her eyebrows drawing together slightly.
"Can you fix it!?" Trunks asked in a demanding tone.
"Of course, but it will take some time." Bulma answered.
Bulma then exited the room, leaving an angry Trunks sitting on the bed. She figured he would want some time alone with his *friend*.
"I know you can hear me." Trunks said while massaging Lareesa's hand. "It's ok, we're gonna get you out of this and everything will be fine...I promise."
'Yea, you promise, but you're not in the same position I am.' Lareesa thought to herself.
*~~InSiDe LaReEsA's MiNd~~*
'Ok Lareesa, you're in a coma... *sniffle* no big deal.' she began to walk within the void of her mind, 'I wish I could talk to someone or get out of here,' then without warning she bumped into something hard. 'Damnit!' she said while kicking the object. 'OH SHIT! OUCH OUCH OUCH OUCH!' she screamed hopping on one foot.
It was then the hazy blackness began to dissipate and turn into dull colors. She saw that she was now in what looked like space. What she had kicked had been a huge rock that was on the ground. It was a rusty color and bigger than her whole body. Lareesa began to look around her. She saw numerous planets and stars that surrounded her, along with a planet that resembled earth. It looked quite beautiful in contrast to the dusty red planet she was on. Silently, she wished that she could explore the carbon copy of her home world. Within seconds she felt a pull on her body and then looking up she noticed she was on the other *planet Earth*.
'Wow.' she thought. 'I never knew that my mind was such a spacious place...hehe I made a pun.'
Lareesa walked around the planet she thought resembled Earth. There were small differences of course, but this only made her more infatuated with the world. Some of the differences were that instead of the sky being a pale blue, it was a light pink. The grass wasn't green, but soft lavender that seemed to dance along with the wind. Crystal clear green ponds replaced the deep blue ones. And the clouds where orange, contrasting to the background in which they lay against.
"What is this place?" she asked herself. Her eyes began to scan the scene, looking for something that would trigger her senses.
She turned around when something caught her eye. Turning her body, she saw a yellow glow. Her stomach began to rumble as she smiled in satisfaction.
"Yum."
What she had seen was an apple. It was yellow in color and looked particularly ripe. It hung from a brown-barked, lavender leafed tree. Her stomach rumbled once again.
"Well, all I had was breakfast and I'm really hungry..." she began to debate, "but how do I know if its safe?" she sighed. Her stomach protested once again. "Well, if it looks good and..." she sniffed the air, "..and smells good...then it has to be ok to eat...I guess..." she blinked her eyes in anticipation. "...CHOW TIME!" (CHEW ATTACK!: from DBZ The History of Mirai Trunks ^^')
Lareesa reached for the apple and grabbed it. She immediately bit into it and began to savor its taste. It seemed to have an embrosian quality to it. Her teeth chewed thoughtfully on the crunchy fruit.
"Mmmm...tastes great." she commented with her mouthful. "I better grab some more just in case I get hungry later....I don't really know how long I'll be here...." she frowned.
Grabbing some apples she slipped them into her...pocket? She looked down at her body and gasped at what she saw.
Lareesa was wearing different clothes than she was before. Then again, she wouldn't be surprised if she wasn't wearing any clothes at all right now. Inspecting her clothing closely she found she was wearing a very baggy pants, and a loose top. The top was a bright green and her pants were black with deep pockets.
"Ok, now I'm getting weirded out..." she mumbled to herself.
She began to tug upon the fabric that clothed her body. It was extremely comfortable and allowed her to move easily. Remembering the apples, she shoved some more into her pockets for later.
Her feet began to move as if automatically as she trugged across the lavender grass. Her feet seemed heavy for some reason, as if a burden forgotten for moments had been layed back upon her.
'Maybe its just the apples that are weighin' me down.' she thought to herself.
Something was nagging the back of her brain. It was itching to be discovered and realized. Ignoring the strange sensation, she walked on into the *wilderness* and continued her heavy steps, leaving markings in the ground.
It was then a warm breeze picked up. It began to tug at her hair which was currently hanging loosely at her shoulders. Taking her two fingers she pushed the hair behind her ears in an effort to keep it in a somewhat organized fashion. Nonetheless, the breeze began to come her hair again and this time, it pulled at her hair with a higher intensity than before. The hazelnut strands began to lift themselves from her back and into the air. They slowly began to intertwine in a criss-cross fashion. A chill ran up Lareesa spine as she drew in a sharp intake of breath.
"Who's there!" she screamed as her eyes darted around the scene, looking for whoever was *supposidly* there.
No one answered. And for a split second the wind died down, but only for a short time. Then it was back again, twisting her hair in and out in different patterns.
'I'm gonna turn around now, and attack whoever the hell is doing that.' Lareesa thought. ' On three...one...two.....'
"THREE!" she screamed.
Bringing her right arm up she punched thin air. A confused expression crossed her face as she gently brought her arm to rest by her side. Her eyes shifted when she felt a light pressure on her right shoulder. Spinning around she found herself looking into deep blue eyes.
"Such anger...." a voice chooed.
"Mommy?" Lareesa asked.
"Yes dear." her mom replied.
Tears began to pour from Lareesa's eyes and this time, she didn't make any effort to hold them back. Her eyes hit the blue dress her mother was wearing and left stains upon it. Her head wrenched itself between the crook of the elder woman's neck in an effort to seek protection from her own demons.
"Shhh...honey its all alright."
"How can you say that Mom? I-I'm becoming someone I'm not and am in a different dimension. I don't know why I'm here...." she paused. "But you do..don't you?"
Blue eyes shifted up and down, following the movement of the woman's head.
"Tell me then!" Lareesa demanded. Her mood instantly shifting from sorrow to anger. The helpless child was now strong in her own mind, and that is all that was needed to keep her going. Strength.
"You know deep inside that I would if I could. Any pain I could spare you I would take for myself." Tears welled in her mother's eyes. "I am sorry that you have to face such a faltered destiny (oooo title alert! ooooooo!)."
"Faltered......Mom, what do you mean?" she asked.
"Listen dear, my time is running short, I don't know how long I'm going to last..." she trailed off.
"Mom, don't say things like that, you'll be ok." Lareesa assured.
"I can save you honey, from this prison I can set you free."
"No, don't do that. I'll be fine and so will you." Lareesa knew what her mother was thinking, and she didn't want it to happen.
"You have to save yourself, you must survive. Discover what happened to me....and you." her mother's voice slowly began to fade.
"Don't leave me again!" Lareesa screamed as her scar began to glow.
"Honey, listen to me. Don't put up such a facade to those who love you, give people the chance they need to help you, and please, don't give up. I may not be here with you physically, but I will always be watching over you." her mother's voice and image slowly faded. "I for you." Where the last words that she heard spoken.
"NO MOM!" Lareesa screamed louder than she thought she could. The scar began to glow with such an intensity that her vision seemed to be blocked by the splendor.
A bright golden light filled all of her senses as her yells intensified. Everything was blinding, everything was killing her. It seemed as though tiny knives were poking through every part of her body, especially her heart. Her head felt like it was spinning, and everything went black moments later. After what seemed like an eternity she came to and whispered her mother's last words.
"I for you." she struggled to sit up, apparently she was laying down. " She gave her life so I could live." she whispered eyes tearing.
It was then she felt a hand resting upon her right arm, directly over her scar. Looking over she noticed the hand was masculine and strong. Her eyes followed the hand, up the arm, and to the face which the apendage belonged to.
Lavender hair was the first thing that caught her eye. Along with blue eyes that where looking at her in a concerned way.
"You're awake." Trunks said smiling a bit.
"She gave up all she had for me." Lareesa mumbled, looking at Trunks and frowning. "I don't deserve to be here, she should...."
"Shhhh....its ok." Trunks comforted. He drew the fragile body into his arms and hugged it. His eyes filling with tears anew, but not of sorrow, of joy. He felt a warm breath on his neck where the teenager's head rested.
"My mother is dead. She died for me. Now I am really lost." Lareesa said between choked sobs.
Just then Bulma walked in and saw the position of the two teens. Smiling, she walked out. Happy that Lareesa was awake and well, and also that they had both maybe finally gotten over the hump of being together. Maybe.
Trunks carefully began to massage her back. His tail unknowingly wrapped itself around her waist as he continued to comfort her. His eyes watched as her tears poured onto his bare chest (yes he is still only in training pants! thank god for that!).
"You waited here for me." Lareesa mumbled. "You of all people deserve to know what happened to me while I was in a coma." she shuddered.
Trunks listened intently as his eyes grew wide. He was hearing Lareesa talk about a very touchy moment. There was no facade, no lies, nothing but truth that spewed from her mouth. His ears listened intently as she told him about what had happened to her. And as proof she reached down under the covers and pulled out a shiny yellow apple.
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Ok I'm really gonna get yelled at if I don't start my hw soon so I'm gonna end it there. I'm so sorry if its not extra long or anything but I have had a really busy schedule so don't get angry at me. I'm very sorry it took me so long to update but I'm not going to abandon this story so dw about that anytime soon. Ok now back to the story. It it was a little unclear Lareesa's mother (who was also in a coma if u remember) gave her life to get her daughter out of her coma and live. So now basically Lareesa's mom is dead. I have some other things to say but they are not as important so i'm just gonna go back to readin another story and stuff like that. Yea, I know, I'm as lazy as they come....BUT YOU GUYS LOVE ME FOR IT RIGHT? hopefully.... Ne way pleez review and since i'm in a hurry to get this chapter out i'm not gonna do the single reviewer thingy this time.
~trunksgrl06~
o yea and to keep u guys happy and not be totally pissed at me....
IMAGINE TRUNKS STILL ONLY IN HIS SPANDEX PANTS....NO SHIRT...LAYING ON A BED.....SLEEPING....innocent ain't it?
pleez review.... JA!
A/N: *dodges rotten veggies* I AM SO SORRY PPL!! I HAVEN'T BEEN FEELIN WELL LATELY AND I ALSO HAD A LOT OF TESTS GOING ON!! BUT FOR THIS REASON I AM GOING TO MAKE THIS CHAPTER LONGER THAN USUAL TO TRY AND MAKE UP FOR MY LACK OF UPDATING...^^' SORRY ONCE AGAIN...READ.....IF....U.....STILL....WANT......*sniffles*
(...)=mini author's notes
'....'=thinking
"...."=speaking
Chapter 14
Sleeping Beauty: Astrial Walk
Trunks slowly trudged into his home. Well, it wasn't really his home...it belonged to his past self...but he didn't want to get confused now. The body in his arms was breathing shallow and that was not good. He began to notice the blood which was dripping on the carpet.
"Shit." he whispered. "Mom is gonna kill me."
Just then Bulma entered the room. Her happy face turned to one of pure shock when she saw the limp teenager in her son's arms.
"TRUNKS WHAT HAPPENED??!?! IT WAS YOUR FATHER WASN'T IT!!??! I'M GONNA KILL THAT BAKA IF ITS THE LAST THING I---" Bulma screamed.
"Mom, right now we have to help her. She is losing blood fast." Trunks stated, eyes looking down at the floor.
"You're right Trunks, I'll just kill your father later." Bulma said grinning wickedly. She was snapped out of her daze when she saw Lareesa draw her eyebrows together. "Come on, bring her to the bed in the lab."
Trunks walked with Lareesa in his arms. Upon arriving at the lab he opened the large metallic doors and entered. He saw the table that Lareesa layed on the first time he talked with her. Their first interaction ran through his head like a silent movie as he surveyed each moment. The way she tried to hold her own in a place she was physically unfamiliar with and how she hid her own personal demons until she couldn't bare them anymore. And then how she let the information spill out piece by piece when the load was too heavy for her. He didn't know everything about her in the three weeks she had been here, but he didn't really care. She told him things when she was ready, and he liked it that way.
"Lareesa," he mumbled, while resting the teenager on the bed. Her head cocked to one side since she was unconscious, "You'll be fine I promise."
'TRUNKS!! IS THAT YOU I CAN'T SEE! WHERE ARE YOU?!?!' Lareesa screamed. She was surrounded by blackness as if walking in a dark cave, blind to all surroundings, yet she could hear. 'HELP ME! I DON'T LIKE IT HERE!'
"I wish you could hear me." he said patting her hand lightly. The pillow was turning red now from the blood she was losing. Her cheeks were paling, and her face held no emotion. He prayed for his mother to arrive soon, that she would get there in time.
'But *I* can hear you, why can't you hear me?'
Seconds later Bulma entered wearing a white lab coat and a small pair of reading glasses. She looked at Lareesa in horror as she saw the crimson pillow case in back of her head. She quickly took some bandages and wrapped them around her head. There was a small gash where a tiny piece of bone was sticking through.
"That's gonna hurt when she wakes up." Bulma said as she continued to wrap the gauze around Lareesa's injury. She then began to check her vital signs. With a deep intake of breath she drew back her blue hair with her fingers, wiping a few strands from her face. Her eyes lost their shimmer as she wrote down some notes on a nearby clipboard.
"What's wrong Mom?" Trunks asked his face stern.
"Trunks," Bulma started, "Lareesa is in a coma."
Trunks' features dropped and saddened. His eyes that were once happy and full of life held nothing but the sense of being meloncholly. Blue eyes met light olive skin as they traced the injured soul who lay as Sleeping Beauty, waiting for her prince to awaken her with a kiss. A kiss however, would not wake this Sleeping Beauty and perhaps she may never awaken again. His muscles tensed at this thought, never to hear her voice or see her smile again would rip him to shreds. Her condition was already taking a toll on him, even though he didn't like to admit it.
Bulma walked up to Trunks who was now sitting on the edge of Lareesa's bed with his head in cupped hands. She placed her right hand over his left shoulder in an effort to comfort the demi-saiyan. Her efforts seemed to be in vain for as her hand made contact with his skin he shuddered and pulled away.
"Trunks." Bulma said hesitantly, "The machine I used on her the first time...you remember it right?"
He nodded.
"Well, I've modified it so that we can see inside people's minds...it may help in this situation." she finished.
He looked up at his mother. Eyes filled with tears that dared to spill over, but did not. A small smile stretched across his face as a whisper departed from his lips.
"Yes, that would be helpful."
Bulma rushed over near the broken regeneration tank, she had never gotten a chance to fix it since the *accident* three weeks ago. She grabbed the machine and the many wires that accompanied it. After carrying the machine over, she connected all the appropriate tools to their proper places. It left Lareesa once again entangled in wires, but this time she didn't try to escape. Next Bulma came over with syringe in her posession.
"I'll need to take some blood samples, in case she needs a transfusion." she stated as she dug the needle into Lareesa's skin.
'OUCH! Son of a Saiyan that HURT!' (yes i know its corny...tryin to cut down on language tho) 'Bulma, why the hell did you do that?!'
"I'll have to analyze this to see her type, and if she needs one I'm positive we will be able to find a doner." Bulma smiled slightly. She then left the room to put the blood in a container.
Trunks' face was void of all emotion despite what he was feeling inside. The only indication of his sadness were the tears that still welled in his eyes. Slowly, drops of sorrow began to fall mournfully onto the sheets of the bed. His head once again entered his hands as he bent forward. The tears came easier now that his mental barrier had been put aside for a moment. He then heard footsteps in the distance and quickly regained his composure.
"Son, you ok?" Bulma asked as she re-entered the room. She had noticed her son's behavior and also the wet sheet ontop of the bed. She hadn't seen him like this since the androids had came along, and quite frankly she was worried.
"Yeah Mom, I'm fine."
"How about we turn on that machine, see what's goin on in Lareesa's head." Bulma said winking. She was trying her best to cheer up her older son, she didn't realy like to see him this way.
'Machine? Oh god that stupid thing that was attached to me the first time I *shudders* fainted.' Lareesa said to herself.
"Sure...I guess so." Trunks said while shrugging his shoulders.
"Ok the, press that button there." Bulma said pointing to a round red button near the screen.
Trunks did as he was told. It was then he saw the screen flicker a bright white and then return back to blackness. He thought the thing was broken until he heard a voice.
'Damnit where the hell am I? And why couldn't Trunks or Bulma hear me before?'
"Lareesa?" Trunks questioned, hope filling his voice.
'I'm here! Trunks is that you? Well it would have to be you since there is no way any other guy would come to see me....'
"Honey its Bulma.."
'Bulma what the hell is going on? why can't I see anything.'
"Dear, you're in a coma..." Bulma said her voice expressing sadness.
There was silence for a long time. It seemed the only sound that could be heard was Lareesa's shallow breathing. The sound of a whimper broke the silence, followed by the sound of sobbing.
'How long am I going to be like this?' She questioned, between choked cries.
"I don't know, it could range from less than a week to years." Bulma answered, her face drooping.
'Mother...no...' Lareesa whispered. 'MOTHER!' she screamed.
Just then the screen exploaded and broken glass lay on the floor. The flare of Laresa's ki had destroyed Bulma's invention within seconds. Both Trunks and Bulma looked at Lareesa to see her eyebrows drawing together slightly.
"Can you fix it!?" Trunks asked in a demanding tone.
"Of course, but it will take some time." Bulma answered.
Bulma then exited the room, leaving an angry Trunks sitting on the bed. She figured he would want some time alone with his *friend*.
"I know you can hear me." Trunks said while massaging Lareesa's hand. "It's ok, we're gonna get you out of this and everything will be fine...I promise."
'Yea, you promise, but you're not in the same position I am.' Lareesa thought to herself.
*~~InSiDe LaReEsA's MiNd~~*
'Ok Lareesa, you're in a coma... *sniffle* no big deal.' she began to walk within the void of her mind, 'I wish I could talk to someone or get out of here,' then without warning she bumped into something hard. 'Damnit!' she said while kicking the object. 'OH SHIT! OUCH OUCH OUCH OUCH!' she screamed hopping on one foot.
It was then the hazy blackness began to dissipate and turn into dull colors. She saw that she was now in what looked like space. What she had kicked had been a huge rock that was on the ground. It was a rusty color and bigger than her whole body. Lareesa began to look around her. She saw numerous planets and stars that surrounded her, along with a planet that resembled earth. It looked quite beautiful in contrast to the dusty red planet she was on. Silently, she wished that she could explore the carbon copy of her home world. Within seconds she felt a pull on her body and then looking up she noticed she was on the other *planet Earth*.
'Wow.' she thought. 'I never knew that my mind was such a spacious place...hehe I made a pun.'
Lareesa walked around the planet she thought resembled Earth. There were small differences of course, but this only made her more infatuated with the world. Some of the differences were that instead of the sky being a pale blue, it was a light pink. The grass wasn't green, but soft lavender that seemed to dance along with the wind. Crystal clear green ponds replaced the deep blue ones. And the clouds where orange, contrasting to the background in which they lay against.
"What is this place?" she asked herself. Her eyes began to scan the scene, looking for something that would trigger her senses.
She turned around when something caught her eye. Turning her body, she saw a yellow glow. Her stomach began to rumble as she smiled in satisfaction.
"Yum."
What she had seen was an apple. It was yellow in color and looked particularly ripe. It hung from a brown-barked, lavender leafed tree. Her stomach rumbled once again.
"Well, all I had was breakfast and I'm really hungry..." she began to debate, "but how do I know if its safe?" she sighed. Her stomach protested once again. "Well, if it looks good and..." she sniffed the air, "..and smells good...then it has to be ok to eat...I guess..." she blinked her eyes in anticipation. "...CHOW TIME!" (CHEW ATTACK!: from DBZ The History of Mirai Trunks ^^')
Lareesa reached for the apple and grabbed it. She immediately bit into it and began to savor its taste. It seemed to have an embrosian quality to it. Her teeth chewed thoughtfully on the crunchy fruit.
"Mmmm...tastes great." she commented with her mouthful. "I better grab some more just in case I get hungry later....I don't really know how long I'll be here...." she frowned.
Grabbing some apples she slipped them into her...pocket? She looked down at her body and gasped at what she saw.
Lareesa was wearing different clothes than she was before. Then again, she wouldn't be surprised if she wasn't wearing any clothes at all right now. Inspecting her clothing closely she found she was wearing a very baggy pants, and a loose top. The top was a bright green and her pants were black with deep pockets.
"Ok, now I'm getting weirded out..." she mumbled to herself.
She began to tug upon the fabric that clothed her body. It was extremely comfortable and allowed her to move easily. Remembering the apples, she shoved some more into her pockets for later.
Her feet began to move as if automatically as she trugged across the lavender grass. Her feet seemed heavy for some reason, as if a burden forgotten for moments had been layed back upon her.
'Maybe its just the apples that are weighin' me down.' she thought to herself.
Something was nagging the back of her brain. It was itching to be discovered and realized. Ignoring the strange sensation, she walked on into the *wilderness* and continued her heavy steps, leaving markings in the ground.
It was then a warm breeze picked up. It began to tug at her hair which was currently hanging loosely at her shoulders. Taking her two fingers she pushed the hair behind her ears in an effort to keep it in a somewhat organized fashion. Nonetheless, the breeze began to come her hair again and this time, it pulled at her hair with a higher intensity than before. The hazelnut strands began to lift themselves from her back and into the air. They slowly began to intertwine in a criss-cross fashion. A chill ran up Lareesa spine as she drew in a sharp intake of breath.
"Who's there!" she screamed as her eyes darted around the scene, looking for whoever was *supposidly* there.
No one answered. And for a split second the wind died down, but only for a short time. Then it was back again, twisting her hair in and out in different patterns.
'I'm gonna turn around now, and attack whoever the hell is doing that.' Lareesa thought. ' On three...one...two.....'
"THREE!" she screamed.
Bringing her right arm up she punched thin air. A confused expression crossed her face as she gently brought her arm to rest by her side. Her eyes shifted when she felt a light pressure on her right shoulder. Spinning around she found herself looking into deep blue eyes.
"Such anger...." a voice chooed.
"Mommy?" Lareesa asked.
"Yes dear." her mom replied.
Tears began to pour from Lareesa's eyes and this time, she didn't make any effort to hold them back. Her eyes hit the blue dress her mother was wearing and left stains upon it. Her head wrenched itself between the crook of the elder woman's neck in an effort to seek protection from her own demons.
"Shhh...honey its all alright."
"How can you say that Mom? I-I'm becoming someone I'm not and am in a different dimension. I don't know why I'm here...." she paused. "But you do..don't you?"
Blue eyes shifted up and down, following the movement of the woman's head.
"Tell me then!" Lareesa demanded. Her mood instantly shifting from sorrow to anger. The helpless child was now strong in her own mind, and that is all that was needed to keep her going. Strength.
"You know deep inside that I would if I could. Any pain I could spare you I would take for myself." Tears welled in her mother's eyes. "I am sorry that you have to face such a faltered destiny (oooo title alert! ooooooo!)."
"Faltered......Mom, what do you mean?" she asked.
"Listen dear, my time is running short, I don't know how long I'm going to last..." she trailed off.
"Mom, don't say things like that, you'll be ok." Lareesa assured.
"I can save you honey, from this prison I can set you free."
"No, don't do that. I'll be fine and so will you." Lareesa knew what her mother was thinking, and she didn't want it to happen.
"You have to save yourself, you must survive. Discover what happened to me....and you." her mother's voice slowly began to fade.
"Don't leave me again!" Lareesa screamed as her scar began to glow.
"Honey, listen to me. Don't put up such a facade to those who love you, give people the chance they need to help you, and please, don't give up. I may not be here with you physically, but I will always be watching over you." her mother's voice and image slowly faded. "I for you." Where the last words that she heard spoken.
"NO MOM!" Lareesa screamed louder than she thought she could. The scar began to glow with such an intensity that her vision seemed to be blocked by the splendor.
A bright golden light filled all of her senses as her yells intensified. Everything was blinding, everything was killing her. It seemed as though tiny knives were poking through every part of her body, especially her heart. Her head felt like it was spinning, and everything went black moments later. After what seemed like an eternity she came to and whispered her mother's last words.
"I for you." she struggled to sit up, apparently she was laying down. " She gave her life so I could live." she whispered eyes tearing.
It was then she felt a hand resting upon her right arm, directly over her scar. Looking over she noticed the hand was masculine and strong. Her eyes followed the hand, up the arm, and to the face which the apendage belonged to.
Lavender hair was the first thing that caught her eye. Along with blue eyes that where looking at her in a concerned way.
"You're awake." Trunks said smiling a bit.
"She gave up all she had for me." Lareesa mumbled, looking at Trunks and frowning. "I don't deserve to be here, she should...."
"Shhhh....its ok." Trunks comforted. He drew the fragile body into his arms and hugged it. His eyes filling with tears anew, but not of sorrow, of joy. He felt a warm breath on his neck where the teenager's head rested.
"My mother is dead. She died for me. Now I am really lost." Lareesa said between choked sobs.
Just then Bulma walked in and saw the position of the two teens. Smiling, she walked out. Happy that Lareesa was awake and well, and also that they had both maybe finally gotten over the hump of being together. Maybe.
Trunks carefully began to massage her back. His tail unknowingly wrapped itself around her waist as he continued to comfort her. His eyes watched as her tears poured onto his bare chest (yes he is still only in training pants! thank god for that!).
"You waited here for me." Lareesa mumbled. "You of all people deserve to know what happened to me while I was in a coma." she shuddered.
Trunks listened intently as his eyes grew wide. He was hearing Lareesa talk about a very touchy moment. There was no facade, no lies, nothing but truth that spewed from her mouth. His ears listened intently as she told him about what had happened to her. And as proof she reached down under the covers and pulled out a shiny yellow apple.
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Ok I'm really gonna get yelled at if I don't start my hw soon so I'm gonna end it there. I'm so sorry if its not extra long or anything but I have had a really busy schedule so don't get angry at me. I'm very sorry it took me so long to update but I'm not going to abandon this story so dw about that anytime soon. Ok now back to the story. It it was a little unclear Lareesa's mother (who was also in a coma if u remember) gave her life to get her daughter out of her coma and live. So now basically Lareesa's mom is dead. I have some other things to say but they are not as important so i'm just gonna go back to readin another story and stuff like that. Yea, I know, I'm as lazy as they come....BUT YOU GUYS LOVE ME FOR IT RIGHT? hopefully.... Ne way pleez review and since i'm in a hurry to get this chapter out i'm not gonna do the single reviewer thingy this time.
~trunksgrl06~
o yea and to keep u guys happy and not be totally pissed at me....
IMAGINE TRUNKS STILL ONLY IN HIS SPANDEX PANTS....NO SHIRT...LAYING ON A BED.....SLEEPING....innocent ain't it?
pleez review.... JA!