Disclaimer: As I have said before, I don't own Dragon Ball Z. I just write
for fun.
Hello again! Welcome back to my story. I want to thank Brucie Lee for her awesome and encouraging review of my story. Thank you so much! Make sure to check out her story "Proposal to Bulma" (was "Proposal of Grendel"). Also her story, "A Twist of Fate" is one of my favorites too. Now on with the fic!
Chapter Two: Storybook Meeting
She turned her head, she just couldn't look at the bearer of her death. He knocked her to the ground and tore at her shirt with his razor claws. Blood oozed from the gashes on her right shoulder and arm. It wasn't as bad as it could have been, but it was bad enough. It hurt, that was all that mattered at the moment. The force knocked her to the ground, she was helpless against him. She screamed, wrestling with the beast with all her life. Claws, flying at her. Her shirt now in shambles as he continued his playful assault.
Then he had decided, enough with the horseplay. He bared his fangs and lunged for the kill. She winced back, raising her right arm to protect herself. Her scream was earth shattering. Sheer terror and agony spoke out in rhyme. Just as he was upon her, everything took a drastic change. Her attacker was cut down in an instant. An angel had descended from the heavens and met him with full force. The silver blade came crashing down on him, gracefully slicing him right in half! The scream of the girl was caught up in her gasp of disbelief. The monster slid to the ground with a sickening thud. With the flick of his wrist the young purple haired man removed the blood from his sword and then swiftly returned it to the sheath that rested on his back. With that he turned to the girl.
"Are you alright?" He asked in a concerned voice. "I am so glad that I was in the area, it looks like I wasn't a moment too soon either!"
She just stared at him, feeling herself fight off a faint spell. "I.I..Thank....you." As she tried to stand from her position, she staggered and fell forward. The young man reached out to catch her, his strong arms holding her safely against him. It was like he really was an angel, sent to protect her. To rescue her, from her own personal nightmare. It all had to be a dream. Soon she would wake up, the awful ordeal behind her. But then, her angel would be gone as well. Maybe this wasn't such a nightmare after all.
Her head was swimming with all kinds of random thoughts about the monster, death, and the safe feeling of her "angel". "Miss, are you ok?" His voice broke through the haze in her mind.
"Yes,.. I am now." She managed to squeeze out. "Thanks to you." She smiled at him weakly, there was just no strength left to her. Her breathing was labored and she fought to keep her eyes open. The young man quickly remembered the tiny little miracle he had in his pocket. He crouched to the ground, still holding her against him. Holding her in one arm he used his free hand to reach in that pocket to pull out a small bean. A senzu bean to be exact.
"Here." He said. "Take this, you will feel better. It will restore your strength".
~Hey, why not?~ She thought. ~If my day can be this crazy, then maybe a bean really can restore my strength.~
She took the bean in her mouth and ate it. The taste wasn't a very pleasant one, but it wasn't revolting either, just odd. But as soon as she swallowed it, she felt like she could leap over mountains! "Wow! I feel really good!" She piped up in an almost chipper state. She raised herself out of his protective arms and stood. He smiled at her, glad to see that she would be all right. Now that he had a chance to really look at her for a moment, he noted that she was quite attractive. She was of average height and fairly slender build. Nothing flashy, she was simple, yet he found her so attractive. She had long brown hair, which flowed freely (if not a little messy at the moment). Her eyes were the most lovely he had ever seen. They were a brown color that could only be described as "mystic". She wore jeans and what remained of a light purple crop shirt with puffy shoulders (now one shouldered, thanks to that blue freak). Her shirt was so tore up it was actually pretty revealing. Her bare skin shown in several places as well as much of her bra. Bloodstains were all over, but the bleeding and wounds were gone thanks to the senzu bean.
With the recognition of her shirt's condition Trunks gained a slight blush and looked to the ground. "I'm sorry" He stammered. "I didn't mean to gawk at you" He returned his gaze to her and moved a little closer as he started to remove his jacket. "Here." He placed his jacket on her shoulders. "Put this on."
She smiled at him warmly. "Thank you." "Here I am, again thanking you for your kindness. And I don't even know your name." She replied to his kind gesture, as she slipped her arms into his coat.
"My name is Trunks. And what is your name?" He answered.
"My name is Sakura." The girl replied.
"That is a very lovely name, it fits you." As he realized what he had just said, Trunks cheeks turned a light shade of red.
"Why thank you." The girl managed to say as she herself started to blush.
"So, tell me what happened here. What are you doing out here by yourself with a monster like that running lose?" Trunks inquired.
"I was home cooking dinner when I heard a noise outside. I didn't see anything around at all. When I turned to close the door it appeared and attacked me. I ran for my life, but there was just no escape. It is all so crazy, I don't know why it all happened. I just know that I thank Kami that you showed up when you did." She stated, almost out of breath. "Where did you come from anyway? I thought that you were an angel sent from the heavens to rescue me." With that Trunks turned a little deeper shade of red and looked down to the ground. "But I guess that isn't the case since you are still here with me. If you were an angel I am sure you would have disappeared by now. So I guess I am glad you are not." She stated to him with a pleased look on her face.
"I was headed to a friend's house when I heard your screams. I managed to spot you from the air as I was flying over and I knew it was my cue when I saw that monster coming down on you. I am so glad that I made it in time" Trunks replied.
" You can fly?!" Sakura spoke in disbelief. Though it seemed pretty likely after the monster, his saving her life, and the "magic" bean. "I must be living a fairytale" Sakura muttered to herself. But then again, this whole thing was like a storybook meeting. A handsome young man comes to save the girl in distress.
"What was that?" Trunks asked.
"Oh, nothing." Sakura blurted out.
"So, where do you live?" Trunks asked.
"Just a ways through the woods in that direction." Sakura spoke as she pointed toward the direction of her home.
"Great!" Said Trunks as he scooped a surprised Sakura up in his arms. "Show me the way!" He smiled at her as he raised them into the air and flew in that direction.
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To be continued.
Authors notes: I have tried to be as true to the story as I possibly can. There will be some differences though. I do know that Trunks no longer has the sword, but to me that just seems to be a shame. Trunks just looks so cool with his sword (not that he doesn't without it), and swords are just a lot of fun to play with too. ^_^
That's it for now. Thanks for reading! Please review, I want to hear what everyone thinks.
Hello again! Welcome back to my story. I want to thank Brucie Lee for her awesome and encouraging review of my story. Thank you so much! Make sure to check out her story "Proposal to Bulma" (was "Proposal of Grendel"). Also her story, "A Twist of Fate" is one of my favorites too. Now on with the fic!
Chapter Two: Storybook Meeting
She turned her head, she just couldn't look at the bearer of her death. He knocked her to the ground and tore at her shirt with his razor claws. Blood oozed from the gashes on her right shoulder and arm. It wasn't as bad as it could have been, but it was bad enough. It hurt, that was all that mattered at the moment. The force knocked her to the ground, she was helpless against him. She screamed, wrestling with the beast with all her life. Claws, flying at her. Her shirt now in shambles as he continued his playful assault.
Then he had decided, enough with the horseplay. He bared his fangs and lunged for the kill. She winced back, raising her right arm to protect herself. Her scream was earth shattering. Sheer terror and agony spoke out in rhyme. Just as he was upon her, everything took a drastic change. Her attacker was cut down in an instant. An angel had descended from the heavens and met him with full force. The silver blade came crashing down on him, gracefully slicing him right in half! The scream of the girl was caught up in her gasp of disbelief. The monster slid to the ground with a sickening thud. With the flick of his wrist the young purple haired man removed the blood from his sword and then swiftly returned it to the sheath that rested on his back. With that he turned to the girl.
"Are you alright?" He asked in a concerned voice. "I am so glad that I was in the area, it looks like I wasn't a moment too soon either!"
She just stared at him, feeling herself fight off a faint spell. "I.I..Thank....you." As she tried to stand from her position, she staggered and fell forward. The young man reached out to catch her, his strong arms holding her safely against him. It was like he really was an angel, sent to protect her. To rescue her, from her own personal nightmare. It all had to be a dream. Soon she would wake up, the awful ordeal behind her. But then, her angel would be gone as well. Maybe this wasn't such a nightmare after all.
Her head was swimming with all kinds of random thoughts about the monster, death, and the safe feeling of her "angel". "Miss, are you ok?" His voice broke through the haze in her mind.
"Yes,.. I am now." She managed to squeeze out. "Thanks to you." She smiled at him weakly, there was just no strength left to her. Her breathing was labored and she fought to keep her eyes open. The young man quickly remembered the tiny little miracle he had in his pocket. He crouched to the ground, still holding her against him. Holding her in one arm he used his free hand to reach in that pocket to pull out a small bean. A senzu bean to be exact.
"Here." He said. "Take this, you will feel better. It will restore your strength".
~Hey, why not?~ She thought. ~If my day can be this crazy, then maybe a bean really can restore my strength.~
She took the bean in her mouth and ate it. The taste wasn't a very pleasant one, but it wasn't revolting either, just odd. But as soon as she swallowed it, she felt like she could leap over mountains! "Wow! I feel really good!" She piped up in an almost chipper state. She raised herself out of his protective arms and stood. He smiled at her, glad to see that she would be all right. Now that he had a chance to really look at her for a moment, he noted that she was quite attractive. She was of average height and fairly slender build. Nothing flashy, she was simple, yet he found her so attractive. She had long brown hair, which flowed freely (if not a little messy at the moment). Her eyes were the most lovely he had ever seen. They were a brown color that could only be described as "mystic". She wore jeans and what remained of a light purple crop shirt with puffy shoulders (now one shouldered, thanks to that blue freak). Her shirt was so tore up it was actually pretty revealing. Her bare skin shown in several places as well as much of her bra. Bloodstains were all over, but the bleeding and wounds were gone thanks to the senzu bean.
With the recognition of her shirt's condition Trunks gained a slight blush and looked to the ground. "I'm sorry" He stammered. "I didn't mean to gawk at you" He returned his gaze to her and moved a little closer as he started to remove his jacket. "Here." He placed his jacket on her shoulders. "Put this on."
She smiled at him warmly. "Thank you." "Here I am, again thanking you for your kindness. And I don't even know your name." She replied to his kind gesture, as she slipped her arms into his coat.
"My name is Trunks. And what is your name?" He answered.
"My name is Sakura." The girl replied.
"That is a very lovely name, it fits you." As he realized what he had just said, Trunks cheeks turned a light shade of red.
"Why thank you." The girl managed to say as she herself started to blush.
"So, tell me what happened here. What are you doing out here by yourself with a monster like that running lose?" Trunks inquired.
"I was home cooking dinner when I heard a noise outside. I didn't see anything around at all. When I turned to close the door it appeared and attacked me. I ran for my life, but there was just no escape. It is all so crazy, I don't know why it all happened. I just know that I thank Kami that you showed up when you did." She stated, almost out of breath. "Where did you come from anyway? I thought that you were an angel sent from the heavens to rescue me." With that Trunks turned a little deeper shade of red and looked down to the ground. "But I guess that isn't the case since you are still here with me. If you were an angel I am sure you would have disappeared by now. So I guess I am glad you are not." She stated to him with a pleased look on her face.
"I was headed to a friend's house when I heard your screams. I managed to spot you from the air as I was flying over and I knew it was my cue when I saw that monster coming down on you. I am so glad that I made it in time" Trunks replied.
" You can fly?!" Sakura spoke in disbelief. Though it seemed pretty likely after the monster, his saving her life, and the "magic" bean. "I must be living a fairytale" Sakura muttered to herself. But then again, this whole thing was like a storybook meeting. A handsome young man comes to save the girl in distress.
"What was that?" Trunks asked.
"Oh, nothing." Sakura blurted out.
"So, where do you live?" Trunks asked.
"Just a ways through the woods in that direction." Sakura spoke as she pointed toward the direction of her home.
"Great!" Said Trunks as he scooped a surprised Sakura up in his arms. "Show me the way!" He smiled at her as he raised them into the air and flew in that direction.
________________________________________________________________________
To be continued.
Authors notes: I have tried to be as true to the story as I possibly can. There will be some differences though. I do know that Trunks no longer has the sword, but to me that just seems to be a shame. Trunks just looks so cool with his sword (not that he doesn't without it), and swords are just a lot of fun to play with too. ^_^
That's it for now. Thanks for reading! Please review, I want to hear what everyone thinks.
