A/N: Thnx 4 reiewing. I'm just gonna get right 2 the storyline now.
~She Has a Sister?! ~
I flew as fast as I could without turning Super Saiya-jin. The wind was drying my tears. I still couldn't believe that Mommy and Daddy were dead.
It had all happened so fast, and so many things were running through my head. I thought Lei and Kotaishi were our friends; how could they just betray us like that? It wasn't fair. It wasn't right.
I looked down at the trees below as I passed them with an inhuman speed. Out of my peripheral vision I saw the high mountains that swiftly disappeared as I left their huge bulks behind.
I could sense Gogeta's ki as she fought, who I guessed was, Kotaishi. It was an enormous battle and I could feel her tensing as each punch and kick was thrown, even though I couldn't see her. Our sisterly relationship had grown to where she and I were closer than she Neko, even though we fought about almost everything.
All I could do was hope she was doing all right without me. Please, I prayed, don't let it be like last time . . .
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Punch, block, block. Kick, block, punch. Punch. Punch. Punch. Kick, block. Kick. Block. Block. Block.
My mind was totally fixed on the fight, and how I just couldn't seem to hit him. The more we fought, the more I could see his scars. Were they past from battles? Nobody ever tells me anything.
Then it hit me. Well, actually, he hit me; his fist slamming into my face. I think he actually looked kinda shocked, really, as I flew back a couple yards, regaining my focus.
Hey! A ki signature! What?! What was she doing here? It couldn't be. I thought she was in . . .
There she was. She just landed like everything was okay. Did she even know what we'd been through?
"Hey, Gogeta, what's up?" she asked. Her yellow, v-necked, flared bottom shirt ended just enough to show her bellybutton and shoulders. She had on her purple spandexed shirt that showed a little on the bottom, a little on the shoulders, and a little above where the symbol-broach was holding her plastic yellow shirt. Well, it wasn't actually plastic, but it looked close enough, so that's what I called it. She was always copying me, with her purple ghia pants and one-star Dragonball that served as a buckle for her metal belt, with clear, blue diamonds, and purple bandanna across her forehead. She was obsessed with diamonds and purple and v-shaped stuff. She wore a black neckband like mine, only hers had leather strings coming down in the front in a v-shape, with the same clear, blue diamonds hanging at the bottom. She also copied my glove-thing, but hers were black, held to the wrists by yet more purple bands, and held onto the hand by yet another v-shaped piece of the glove (no finger holes) connected to a golden ring on each middle finger. Her blue boots, out lined with purple, had a black stripe down the middle, which completed her outfit.
Obviously she was totally oblivious to anything here.
She turned to face Kotaishi. "Oooooo, Gogeta, who's the hottie?"
I growled. "His name is Kotaishi."
She walked up to him, turning around and examining him.
"Kotaishi?" she asked slyly, "They should'a named you CUTE-i-ishi!"
I glared at her.
"Is he for sale?" she asked me.
"NO!!!" I exclaimed.
She looked at me. "Gogeta, I woulda never thought YOU'D get a boyfriend."
My face turned red.
"There's two Gogeta's?" Kotaishi asked.
"No, dummy, Neko's my sister. See, she's four blue locks of hair on each side, parted in the middle; I only got three, two on one side, one on the other, parted on the side!" Actually, Neko was my twin; I'm older. She also looked a lot more like Mum than me, and, out of the whole family, had naturally curly hair. Well, only two blue pieces of hair behind her ears, and they weren't as much "curly" as they were wavy.
"So, are ya ever gonna dump her?" Neko asked him.
He looked surprised.
"Neko! This isn't the time to be asking him out on a date! He killed Mum and Dad!" He didn't kill Mum and Dad, but I wasn't about to let her know that. Maybe she'd lay off him if she was thinking that.
"What?" she whispered. He face was horrified. "I mean, I felt their ki drop, so that's why I came. Now that you mention it; I don't feel their ki . . ." Her eyes started to water.
I pointed to where Mum and Dad lay on the ground, lifeless and cold. Instantly she ran to where they were.
I couldn't see her face, but I could tell she was trying to hold in her tears because she was shaking.
"Mum . . .," she whispered, "Dad . . ." Her voice cracked at the last second.
"Neko, I need you to warn Grandpa G., Grandpa V., and Uncle Gohan not to come to our rescue."
She looked at me, her expression contradicting the tears steaming down her face. "Why me? How come you can't go?"
"Because I'm stronger than you."
"If you were stronger than me then you would've already beaten them by now!"
"Neko go-"
"You know the only way you can win is to fusion with Kinu!"
"I am not going to fusion! Now you need to go warn them!"
"Or else what?!"
"They're all gonna die, just like Mum and Dad and Uncle Trunks and Aunt Pan!"
She stared at me solemnly. She stood and walked up to me; the tears on her face now dried up fountains.
"Where's Kinu?"
"She's getting senzu beans from Korin's."
She put her hand on my shoulder. "I will get the senzu beans and warn our family. Then, I'll send Kinu back here so you two can fusion and bring Mum and Dad back with the Dragonballs."
"No, Neko!" But she was already gone; using the instant transmission technique Grandpa G. taught us.
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"Fusion?!"
"Yeah, that's what I said."
". . ."
"Kinu, please, it's the only way we can win."
I gasped.
"What?"
"We . . . forgot . . . about . . . Lilly. And what about Trunks? And Marron? And Uub? And . . ." My voice cracked at the last word.
"I'm sure Trunks can take care of Lilly." She didn't answer my other question about Marron and Uub. I think it was because she didn't really know.
"Now, please, Kinu, go back and fusion with Gogeta."
"Why do you want me to fusion with her so badly?"
"Well, it's partially 'cuz ya look cool."
"I don't like it."
"Why not?"
"I can never seem to remember what happens, but Gogeta always knows for some reason."
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"What's happening out there Trunks?"
"Nothing of our concern, but we will be safe here if we don't interfere. I'm sure Gogeta and Kinu can take care of it, and, if I'm not mistaken, Neko is there too."
"Oh, wow, I haven't seen Neko in, like, ages! When they come back, we can see her! It'll be just like a big family reunion!"
"Right . . . a family reunion . . ."
"Trunks, what if . . ."
"?"
"What if . . . they don't . . . make it . . .?"
"Let's just hope they will."
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It was all blurry to me. First I was talking to Neko then I was fighting. I threw a few punches, which he blocked. Then, I moved out of the way, dodging a ki blast as I did. He kicked and I blocked, throwing my fist towards him at the same time. He moved backwards, trying to dodge it. My fist loosened a little, and I accidentally grabbed his shirt. It tore, revealing his chest, and a mark that I recognized the instant I saw it.
"Hey," he said, surprised.
A triangle fused on the inside of a circle. It was tattooed on him, only, he'd been born with it, I remembered. I had a similar one; not exactly the same (or on my chest), but, still, close. I'd been born with it also, so had Kinu, Neko, Trunks Jr., and Gotenks.
It couldn't be him. There was no way. That was over twelve years ago. It was not possible.
I forced myself to tear my gaze from his mark and look at his dirty face.
"I remember you . . ."
A/N: Well, that's it. Please review more, and feel free 2 IM or e-mail me anytime. Thnx. And tune in next time for "Chappie 9: Remember Me?"
~She Has a Sister?! ~
I flew as fast as I could without turning Super Saiya-jin. The wind was drying my tears. I still couldn't believe that Mommy and Daddy were dead.
It had all happened so fast, and so many things were running through my head. I thought Lei and Kotaishi were our friends; how could they just betray us like that? It wasn't fair. It wasn't right.
I looked down at the trees below as I passed them with an inhuman speed. Out of my peripheral vision I saw the high mountains that swiftly disappeared as I left their huge bulks behind.
I could sense Gogeta's ki as she fought, who I guessed was, Kotaishi. It was an enormous battle and I could feel her tensing as each punch and kick was thrown, even though I couldn't see her. Our sisterly relationship had grown to where she and I were closer than she Neko, even though we fought about almost everything.
All I could do was hope she was doing all right without me. Please, I prayed, don't let it be like last time . . .
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Punch, block, block. Kick, block, punch. Punch. Punch. Punch. Kick, block. Kick. Block. Block. Block.
My mind was totally fixed on the fight, and how I just couldn't seem to hit him. The more we fought, the more I could see his scars. Were they past from battles? Nobody ever tells me anything.
Then it hit me. Well, actually, he hit me; his fist slamming into my face. I think he actually looked kinda shocked, really, as I flew back a couple yards, regaining my focus.
Hey! A ki signature! What?! What was she doing here? It couldn't be. I thought she was in . . .
There she was. She just landed like everything was okay. Did she even know what we'd been through?
"Hey, Gogeta, what's up?" she asked. Her yellow, v-necked, flared bottom shirt ended just enough to show her bellybutton and shoulders. She had on her purple spandexed shirt that showed a little on the bottom, a little on the shoulders, and a little above where the symbol-broach was holding her plastic yellow shirt. Well, it wasn't actually plastic, but it looked close enough, so that's what I called it. She was always copying me, with her purple ghia pants and one-star Dragonball that served as a buckle for her metal belt, with clear, blue diamonds, and purple bandanna across her forehead. She was obsessed with diamonds and purple and v-shaped stuff. She wore a black neckband like mine, only hers had leather strings coming down in the front in a v-shape, with the same clear, blue diamonds hanging at the bottom. She also copied my glove-thing, but hers were black, held to the wrists by yet more purple bands, and held onto the hand by yet another v-shaped piece of the glove (no finger holes) connected to a golden ring on each middle finger. Her blue boots, out lined with purple, had a black stripe down the middle, which completed her outfit.
Obviously she was totally oblivious to anything here.
She turned to face Kotaishi. "Oooooo, Gogeta, who's the hottie?"
I growled. "His name is Kotaishi."
She walked up to him, turning around and examining him.
"Kotaishi?" she asked slyly, "They should'a named you CUTE-i-ishi!"
I glared at her.
"Is he for sale?" she asked me.
"NO!!!" I exclaimed.
She looked at me. "Gogeta, I woulda never thought YOU'D get a boyfriend."
My face turned red.
"There's two Gogeta's?" Kotaishi asked.
"No, dummy, Neko's my sister. See, she's four blue locks of hair on each side, parted in the middle; I only got three, two on one side, one on the other, parted on the side!" Actually, Neko was my twin; I'm older. She also looked a lot more like Mum than me, and, out of the whole family, had naturally curly hair. Well, only two blue pieces of hair behind her ears, and they weren't as much "curly" as they were wavy.
"So, are ya ever gonna dump her?" Neko asked him.
He looked surprised.
"Neko! This isn't the time to be asking him out on a date! He killed Mum and Dad!" He didn't kill Mum and Dad, but I wasn't about to let her know that. Maybe she'd lay off him if she was thinking that.
"What?" she whispered. He face was horrified. "I mean, I felt their ki drop, so that's why I came. Now that you mention it; I don't feel their ki . . ." Her eyes started to water.
I pointed to where Mum and Dad lay on the ground, lifeless and cold. Instantly she ran to where they were.
I couldn't see her face, but I could tell she was trying to hold in her tears because she was shaking.
"Mum . . .," she whispered, "Dad . . ." Her voice cracked at the last second.
"Neko, I need you to warn Grandpa G., Grandpa V., and Uncle Gohan not to come to our rescue."
She looked at me, her expression contradicting the tears steaming down her face. "Why me? How come you can't go?"
"Because I'm stronger than you."
"If you were stronger than me then you would've already beaten them by now!"
"Neko go-"
"You know the only way you can win is to fusion with Kinu!"
"I am not going to fusion! Now you need to go warn them!"
"Or else what?!"
"They're all gonna die, just like Mum and Dad and Uncle Trunks and Aunt Pan!"
She stared at me solemnly. She stood and walked up to me; the tears on her face now dried up fountains.
"Where's Kinu?"
"She's getting senzu beans from Korin's."
She put her hand on my shoulder. "I will get the senzu beans and warn our family. Then, I'll send Kinu back here so you two can fusion and bring Mum and Dad back with the Dragonballs."
"No, Neko!" But she was already gone; using the instant transmission technique Grandpa G. taught us.
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"Fusion?!"
"Yeah, that's what I said."
". . ."
"Kinu, please, it's the only way we can win."
I gasped.
"What?"
"We . . . forgot . . . about . . . Lilly. And what about Trunks? And Marron? And Uub? And . . ." My voice cracked at the last word.
"I'm sure Trunks can take care of Lilly." She didn't answer my other question about Marron and Uub. I think it was because she didn't really know.
"Now, please, Kinu, go back and fusion with Gogeta."
"Why do you want me to fusion with her so badly?"
"Well, it's partially 'cuz ya look cool."
"I don't like it."
"Why not?"
"I can never seem to remember what happens, but Gogeta always knows for some reason."
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"What's happening out there Trunks?"
"Nothing of our concern, but we will be safe here if we don't interfere. I'm sure Gogeta and Kinu can take care of it, and, if I'm not mistaken, Neko is there too."
"Oh, wow, I haven't seen Neko in, like, ages! When they come back, we can see her! It'll be just like a big family reunion!"
"Right . . . a family reunion . . ."
"Trunks, what if . . ."
"?"
"What if . . . they don't . . . make it . . .?"
"Let's just hope they will."
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It was all blurry to me. First I was talking to Neko then I was fighting. I threw a few punches, which he blocked. Then, I moved out of the way, dodging a ki blast as I did. He kicked and I blocked, throwing my fist towards him at the same time. He moved backwards, trying to dodge it. My fist loosened a little, and I accidentally grabbed his shirt. It tore, revealing his chest, and a mark that I recognized the instant I saw it.
"Hey," he said, surprised.
A triangle fused on the inside of a circle. It was tattooed on him, only, he'd been born with it, I remembered. I had a similar one; not exactly the same (or on my chest), but, still, close. I'd been born with it also, so had Kinu, Neko, Trunks Jr., and Gotenks.
It couldn't be him. There was no way. That was over twelve years ago. It was not possible.
I forced myself to tear my gaze from his mark and look at his dirty face.
"I remember you . . ."
A/N: Well, that's it. Please review more, and feel free 2 IM or e-mail me anytime. Thnx. And tune in next time for "Chappie 9: Remember Me?"