And here is the fifth chapter and review answering time.
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Yeldarb1983; Yes you can use the quote. Yes I know how much that stupid song fit the story and how it seems like there will be romance. But trust me there isn't., just blame it on my sleep deprived brain at the time. Oh, and for the signal, it's like this-
Trunks: Get ready for long explanation.
Shut up! Any way, continueing where I was rudely interupted from, Jade did have an energy signal, Chi signal or Ki signature. But it was not in tune with the DBZ Dimensions, that was why they could not sense her, nor Marisa at the begining. And that was why they were so desperate to even use Cell to kill her for her Signature was starting to change from this Dimensions to the other one for then she'd be slightly harder to track. But now, her signature is the exact same as the rest of everything else because of the Saiyan blood/genetics in her from the Regen Tank. So in a way, they think she is dead, and sense she has no conection to her original dimension there is no way for her to be returned safely. For now that is....
Disclaimer: Own DragonBall Z I don't. Though wish did I.
Claimer: Belong to me, Jade does.
Trunks: Talk like Yoda, you don't.
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Well, I never thought my life could get any worse.
But ya know what? It did.
"Trunks!?"
"You'll be fine Jade, don't worry and trust your instincts!"
"Trunks!!"
"Go easy on her father!"
Vegeta only grunted in response as he fairly dragged me into the Gravity Chamber and slammed the door shut before locking it. I scrambled to the far side of the room as Vegeta stomped over to the control panel and held his left hand over a big, bright, red botton while with his right he turned a dial to the number fifty.
"Girl, welcome to your first day in hell." Vegeta said with a sadistic glint in his eye and punched the botton. My knees wobbled and nearly gave out on my, I grabbed the wall and clung to it just to stay upright.
Vegeta smirked and lifted up a hand and held it palm forward. "Lets see how you evade a few simple ki blasts."
Oh dear sweet Kami have mercy. I prayed silently, but you wanna know something? I don't think he was listening...
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I went into that damned Gravity Machine at... around five pm. I came out at around four am, Vegeta chuckled darkly as he left the Gravity Machine and left my laying on the ground like a broken doll. I decided then and there that Vegeta was not my favourite character, even if with the help of Goku fused onto Gogeta.
Ooh, Gogeta... Oh god! I am drooling over a fusion! Get a hold of yourself! Goku is a married man and Vegeta is too!! Good grief, I think Vegeta smacked my head in far to many times...
I groaned softly and decided to stay on my back for a few more minutes, I wasn't going anywhere soon.
"Jade?" A voice called out. I knew that voice.. Well, I think I knew that voice...
"Trunks, if that is you, I am going to kick your ass when I get up."
Mirai Trunks laughed at me as he came into my line of sight of staring up at the top of the Gravity Machine. "I highly doubt you could even hurt a fly."
I remained silent and just shot him a glare. "What happened to us being best friends?"
"We still are, you just need someone that can really bring out your power."
"That is the worst bull shit I have ever heard."
A smirk came as my small outburst. "I know, but I would've gone easy on you. My father wouldn't, and it seems like he didn't hold back."
"Oh, like that's a bad thing."
"Yes, acctualy. You need to gain strength and quickly. Do you know how weak you are with your own Ki?"
"Yes," I grunted out while sitting up with some help from Mirai as I grabbed his nearest leg. "Your father reminded me many times. Weak woman that. Weak girl this. Can't you even dodge a single blast onna!?" I stopped quoteing Vegeta the arrogent prick and looked down at my clothes. "I think my clothes are beyond help."
"Don't worry. I'm sure we can find something-"
"No more fucking malls! No!!"
"Shh, calm yourself." Trunks said as I stumbled past him and nearly planted my face into the grass if he hadn't grabbed me around my middle and set me down. "Just go get some rest. Come on." Mirai Trunks started as he led me away from the G.M and into Capsule Corps.
Sleep. Sleep. Sleep... Foood! No... Sleeep. Yes, Sleeeeep. My brain cried out as a door was opened before me. "In here Jade."
I walked slowly past Trunks and collapsed onto the bed without a second thought and fell asleep.
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"YOUJO WAKE UP!!" A harsh voice roared in my ears.
"Gah!"
I was woken after what felt like a few minutes and then grabbed by an arm and dragged out of the bed by the bellowing person and out of the room. "First you will eat then we train."
Oh gods. It was Vegeta! Oh Kami please have mercy!
Kami of course was not listening. What did I ever do to deserve this!?
Vegeta sat me down roughly in a chair and I saw Trunks was awake also, he shot me a glance that held some pity and sympathy before a plate of food was shoved in my face nearly and I realized how hungry I was. Throwing manners to the air I grabbed a fork and started to shovel food into my mouth like no tomorrow as the T.V played in the living room.
:And on news of the up and coming Cell games, we have our one and only savior Hercule! Hercule how is it that you plan to face this Cell person?
"Oh like how I would defeat all my enemies, this Cell won't even know what hit him!:
Oh god, that guy has a bigger ego than Cell and Vegeta combined. I thought and spooned the last of my eggs into my mouth and swallowed.
"Come now girl or else." Vegeta ordered as he stood up, I shot a look at Trunks but found he was gone. I turned my attention back to Vegeta. Mirai was so dead when I saw him. "But first go change." Vegeta ordered and threw something at me, I was just able to catch it before it hit me in the face. I held it up and saw it was a fighting Gi.
"What?"
Vegeta snorted. "You really expect me to waste my battle armor on you? Now come."
I knew if I didn't follow Vegeta I'd be in trouble, but I needed to get into the fighting Gi, so with a mental groan I pulled the gi on over my tattered and worn clothes and hoped it would survive the fight.
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Fourteen hours. Fourteen hours of hell in training form with Vegeta. Back straining, bone breaking, sweat drenching, fourteen hours of toiling and for what?
In at six am and out at eight pm and for what, what was this god damned training doing for me?
Getting my ass fried.
I was barely able to stumble up the steps untill my nose caught the scent of,
"Fooooood." I mumbled like the dead and made my way to the kitchen just behind Vegeta.
And boy did that meal get eaten in a flash, one hungry Saiyan, one hungry demi-Saiyan and one normal hungry demi-Saiyan. As soon as the last bite was cleared Bulma stood up.
"Alright, we have shoping to do tomorrow. Meaning Trunks, you take the bathroom upstairs, Vegeta you take the one in the Gravity Machine, and Jade you get the lower stairs bathroom. I don't want three smelly monkeys with me when I go to pick up supplise for the next week."
Vegeta's brow twitched and he growled. "That is womans work. I will not do-"
"Oh yes you will bub! If you want to have something decent to eat for tomorrow!"
That silenced the Saiyan prince. Scowling and muttering under his breath Vegeta left and headed outside, slamming the door shut so forcefuly that the whole building shook. As I went to stand slowly, Bulma tossed me two capsules. "The pink one's are PJ's, under wear and a bra, the purple is another Gi for you. Just leave the one and anything else you're wearing in the box that will pop out of the wall."
I nodded dumbly and headed off for the bathroom with the capsules in my hands.
Lets see the bathroom was... five doors down and to the left... I think... Well here goes nothing I thought and gripped a brass knob and opened the door and found... The bathroom in one try.
"Wow." I said awed, I had never seen a bathroom so.. so.. clean.
Living with my father while my mom had left us for a few months on seperation proved to me how dirty a house could get. Including the bathroom. I never liked using the bathroom after my father had been in there. Mainly because hair was left everywhere and he left his dirty clothes laying about.
But this, this... this was clean! Clean with a capitol 'c'! It wasn't large, but it was bigger than any bathroom I'd ever been in before, to my right a few feet from me a indentation suddenly grew and a box kinda sprouted from the wall.
"Guess that's where my clothes go." I muttered and started to take the Gi off of my body, having to peel it like a second skin in places from where the sweat and blood had made it stick to my body. And my original clothing? Oh, forget about them, they were plastered to my body from the blood and sweat and beyond ruin.
Making a face I lifted my left hand and formed the largest Ki ball I could, which was about the size of a tennis ball, and blasted my shirt off, then my shorts. Snorting as the little bit of smoke met my nose I brushed what ever remained of my shirt off and winced upon seeing all of the cuts and very large brusies I had. And it wasn't a problem with the cuts being large, it was that they were deep.
So this meant a bath was off... I hate showers.
Sighing I stepped into the shower and closed the shower doors behind me before turning the water on to as hot as possible, cold water would only make the wounds I had hurt worse.
"Where is that damned soap?" I muttered and looked around, but there was none. "What the hell..." Then it hit me, taking a consious control of my tail for a few seconds I let out a growl before my tail peeked around holding the soap. "Give." I ordered and held out a hand. My tail meekly let go of the soap before curling around my waist but stopped as it hit a bruise and I flinched.
Neat thing about Saiyan tails really, unlike other animals a Saiyans tail did have what could be called a slight amount of consiousness to it. It could move around on its own, grab stuff and it could sense danger. Meaning if you suddenly were being squeazed to death around your middle it was high time to move your ass away from where you stood.
"Make yourself useful." I muttered and tied one of those scrub pads to it. My tail twitched slightly as if annoyed before it started to scrub my back while I concentrated on my arms and sides where most of my wounds were. Hissing in pain as soap and water went into the wounds but it was for the best as the grit and grime came out, but man it nearly felt as bad as rubbing acohol was being poured into them. After attacking the grim on my arms and sides I attacked my now unruly hair that decided to just stick every which way that's possible.
Muttering curses and other such things I rinsed my hair out and then took the scrub pad from my tail and set it down before turning my attention and the soap to the rest of my body.
Man, with how sore I was now, my body was going to be aching tomorrow. How could they do this?! Day in day out of training like this!?
Now I knew how Gohan felt during his training with Piccolo.
Straightening my back out with a small groan I heard my spine crack a few times. Man, I felt about ten years older. If I ever got my hands on Marisa Sue, she'd be feeling worse than this. Oh hell yeah, I'd pound her head into the ground so far she'd never see the light of day again.
.... Well that proves that I am partialy Saiyan. The blood lust, or it could just be a strong sense of revenge going on here.
I turned the water off and looked for a towl and saw, none. Well, it wasn't like that was not expected, so it was plan be. Spitting out a few choice words I reached over and grabbed the purple capsule and popped it open, letting my Gi fall out. Then I grabbed the pink one and snatched the under clothing and threw the pjs onto the sink and got dressed.
My new Gi was a dark purple, and it looked slightly like Gohans, with how my arms weren't stuck in long sleeves. While the sash was black. There was also a shirt that was a forest green.
Stepping out of the bathroom cleaned, clothed and feed about twenty minutes ago, I headed to the living room and claimed the couch as my bed for the night. There was no chance in hell I'd open the wrong door and walk in on something I wouldn't like to see, nor want to see.
I was just drifting off to sleep, with one arm thrown over my head and the other hanging down off the couch, when Mrs Briefs came in, the blonde one, and put a blanket over me. "Poor thing." She whispered and walked off.
And that was it for the night.
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All was quiet in the Briefs household. Two Humans lay sleeping while A Saiyan and two demi-Saiyans lay in the dead sleep of theirs.
Only one woman was awake.
Bulma Briefs crossed her arms as she tapped her foot lightly on the carpeted floor.
"Wake Up!" Bulma yelled at Vegeta, but recived a grunt in answer. Scowling and clenching her hands into fists she stomped out of the room and stormed into the guest room Mirai Trunks had taken, little Trunks watched with wide eyes as his mother tried to rouse his futrue self.
"Trunks Wake Up!"
Trunks only let out a snort as he rolled over, now face down on the bed but his lower half hanging off the bed.
Looking up at the heavens Bulma rolled her eyes and muttered something about men before stalking down into the living room and spied Jade.
"Jade! Get Up!"
Jade grunted and opened her eyes. "Don't make me get psycho on yo ass...." And with that Jade's eyes rolled back and she collapsed on the couch out like a light.
Raising an eyebrow Bulma only let that remark go flying by ignored, for she had an idea to get the three said Saiyans up. Walking quickly into the kitchen she bent down and pulled a frying pan out. Careful not to trip as she hefted the pan into the air she got an evil grin on her face and hefted the pan like a bat.
Wham!
Bulma hit Jade over the head, sending the half breed sprawling onto the floor. Eyes growing wide in fright Jade cried out in fear and scrambled away and out the door. Looking up the stairs Bulma's eyes held a malisious glint as she went to wake the other two up....
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"Fucking Onna..." Vegeta hissed out as he glared at Bulma's back. He was luck Bulma didn't hear that, or it could be she was saving the yelling for after shopping, Trunks and Jade did not know nor care, they had been walking around a mall, not the same one as two days ago, for five hours. In Jade's opinion this was worse than training for in training you didn't have to lug around two hundred pounds of various items.
"Hey! 'Geta! Trunks! Bulma! Mirai! And uh.."
"Jade."
"Jade! Hi!" Goku called out as he jogged up to them and halted infront of them. Vegeta scowled as he glared up at the taller warrior. "Kakarotto what are you doing here." Vegeta demanded in a hiss, hating the nick name the other Saiyan had given him.
"Oh Chi, Gohan and me are doing some shopping. Why are you guys here?"
"Same thing Goku." Bulma replied cheerfuly.
Vegeta muttered something under his breath that only Goku and he could only shoot a glare at the smaller Saiyan before his grin came back upon his face. "Well, any wa, Chi wanted me to ask if Jade could come over for dinner. She's worried Vegeta'll kill her or somethin."
Jade looked at Goku like he had offered her Shenron and three wishes for herself.
"There is a God!" Jade called out as tears stung her eyes wanting to be released. Turning to Mirai Trunks she gave a grin. "Bye Mirai. Bulma. Dickhead. Trunks. "
"See ya Jade." Mirai Trunks replied as Vegeta only sent her a scowl and Bulma looked slightly miffed that one her bag carriers was being taken away. But she smirked darkly and evily, she still had two left...
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Well, I promise the next few chapters should be longer and have a hell of a better description and whatnot including action, adventure and mayhaps the first fight with Cell! Be here, or don't be here for the sixth chapter!
Oh, and here's an old saying, or a few minutes old for I think I may be the first to think it up... unless I saw it somewhere and forgot I saw it... what was it now? Oh yeah, it's this;
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Meaning, be harsh yet nice, not harsh and idiotic.
Thankyou and have a nice day.
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Yeldarb1983; Yes you can use the quote. Yes I know how much that stupid song fit the story and how it seems like there will be romance. But trust me there isn't., just blame it on my sleep deprived brain at the time. Oh, and for the signal, it's like this-
Trunks: Get ready for long explanation.
Shut up! Any way, continueing where I was rudely interupted from, Jade did have an energy signal, Chi signal or Ki signature. But it was not in tune with the DBZ Dimensions, that was why they could not sense her, nor Marisa at the begining. And that was why they were so desperate to even use Cell to kill her for her Signature was starting to change from this Dimensions to the other one for then she'd be slightly harder to track. But now, her signature is the exact same as the rest of everything else because of the Saiyan blood/genetics in her from the Regen Tank. So in a way, they think she is dead, and sense she has no conection to her original dimension there is no way for her to be returned safely. For now that is....
Disclaimer: Own DragonBall Z I don't. Though wish did I.
Claimer: Belong to me, Jade does.
Trunks: Talk like Yoda, you don't.
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Well, I never thought my life could get any worse.
But ya know what? It did.
"Trunks!?"
"You'll be fine Jade, don't worry and trust your instincts!"
"Trunks!!"
"Go easy on her father!"
Vegeta only grunted in response as he fairly dragged me into the Gravity Chamber and slammed the door shut before locking it. I scrambled to the far side of the room as Vegeta stomped over to the control panel and held his left hand over a big, bright, red botton while with his right he turned a dial to the number fifty.
"Girl, welcome to your first day in hell." Vegeta said with a sadistic glint in his eye and punched the botton. My knees wobbled and nearly gave out on my, I grabbed the wall and clung to it just to stay upright.
Vegeta smirked and lifted up a hand and held it palm forward. "Lets see how you evade a few simple ki blasts."
Oh dear sweet Kami have mercy. I prayed silently, but you wanna know something? I don't think he was listening...
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I went into that damned Gravity Machine at... around five pm. I came out at around four am, Vegeta chuckled darkly as he left the Gravity Machine and left my laying on the ground like a broken doll. I decided then and there that Vegeta was not my favourite character, even if with the help of Goku fused onto Gogeta.
Ooh, Gogeta... Oh god! I am drooling over a fusion! Get a hold of yourself! Goku is a married man and Vegeta is too!! Good grief, I think Vegeta smacked my head in far to many times...
I groaned softly and decided to stay on my back for a few more minutes, I wasn't going anywhere soon.
"Jade?" A voice called out. I knew that voice.. Well, I think I knew that voice...
"Trunks, if that is you, I am going to kick your ass when I get up."
Mirai Trunks laughed at me as he came into my line of sight of staring up at the top of the Gravity Machine. "I highly doubt you could even hurt a fly."
I remained silent and just shot him a glare. "What happened to us being best friends?"
"We still are, you just need someone that can really bring out your power."
"That is the worst bull shit I have ever heard."
A smirk came as my small outburst. "I know, but I would've gone easy on you. My father wouldn't, and it seems like he didn't hold back."
"Oh, like that's a bad thing."
"Yes, acctualy. You need to gain strength and quickly. Do you know how weak you are with your own Ki?"
"Yes," I grunted out while sitting up with some help from Mirai as I grabbed his nearest leg. "Your father reminded me many times. Weak woman that. Weak girl this. Can't you even dodge a single blast onna!?" I stopped quoteing Vegeta the arrogent prick and looked down at my clothes. "I think my clothes are beyond help."
"Don't worry. I'm sure we can find something-"
"No more fucking malls! No!!"
"Shh, calm yourself." Trunks said as I stumbled past him and nearly planted my face into the grass if he hadn't grabbed me around my middle and set me down. "Just go get some rest. Come on." Mirai Trunks started as he led me away from the G.M and into Capsule Corps.
Sleep. Sleep. Sleep... Foood! No... Sleeep. Yes, Sleeeeep. My brain cried out as a door was opened before me. "In here Jade."
I walked slowly past Trunks and collapsed onto the bed without a second thought and fell asleep.
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"YOUJO WAKE UP!!" A harsh voice roared in my ears.
"Gah!"
I was woken after what felt like a few minutes and then grabbed by an arm and dragged out of the bed by the bellowing person and out of the room. "First you will eat then we train."
Oh gods. It was Vegeta! Oh Kami please have mercy!
Kami of course was not listening. What did I ever do to deserve this!?
Vegeta sat me down roughly in a chair and I saw Trunks was awake also, he shot me a glance that held some pity and sympathy before a plate of food was shoved in my face nearly and I realized how hungry I was. Throwing manners to the air I grabbed a fork and started to shovel food into my mouth like no tomorrow as the T.V played in the living room.
:And on news of the up and coming Cell games, we have our one and only savior Hercule! Hercule how is it that you plan to face this Cell person?
"Oh like how I would defeat all my enemies, this Cell won't even know what hit him!:
Oh god, that guy has a bigger ego than Cell and Vegeta combined. I thought and spooned the last of my eggs into my mouth and swallowed.
"Come now girl or else." Vegeta ordered as he stood up, I shot a look at Trunks but found he was gone. I turned my attention back to Vegeta. Mirai was so dead when I saw him. "But first go change." Vegeta ordered and threw something at me, I was just able to catch it before it hit me in the face. I held it up and saw it was a fighting Gi.
"What?"
Vegeta snorted. "You really expect me to waste my battle armor on you? Now come."
I knew if I didn't follow Vegeta I'd be in trouble, but I needed to get into the fighting Gi, so with a mental groan I pulled the gi on over my tattered and worn clothes and hoped it would survive the fight.
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Fourteen hours. Fourteen hours of hell in training form with Vegeta. Back straining, bone breaking, sweat drenching, fourteen hours of toiling and for what?
In at six am and out at eight pm and for what, what was this god damned training doing for me?
Getting my ass fried.
I was barely able to stumble up the steps untill my nose caught the scent of,
"Fooooood." I mumbled like the dead and made my way to the kitchen just behind Vegeta.
And boy did that meal get eaten in a flash, one hungry Saiyan, one hungry demi-Saiyan and one normal hungry demi-Saiyan. As soon as the last bite was cleared Bulma stood up.
"Alright, we have shoping to do tomorrow. Meaning Trunks, you take the bathroom upstairs, Vegeta you take the one in the Gravity Machine, and Jade you get the lower stairs bathroom. I don't want three smelly monkeys with me when I go to pick up supplise for the next week."
Vegeta's brow twitched and he growled. "That is womans work. I will not do-"
"Oh yes you will bub! If you want to have something decent to eat for tomorrow!"
That silenced the Saiyan prince. Scowling and muttering under his breath Vegeta left and headed outside, slamming the door shut so forcefuly that the whole building shook. As I went to stand slowly, Bulma tossed me two capsules. "The pink one's are PJ's, under wear and a bra, the purple is another Gi for you. Just leave the one and anything else you're wearing in the box that will pop out of the wall."
I nodded dumbly and headed off for the bathroom with the capsules in my hands.
Lets see the bathroom was... five doors down and to the left... I think... Well here goes nothing I thought and gripped a brass knob and opened the door and found... The bathroom in one try.
"Wow." I said awed, I had never seen a bathroom so.. so.. clean.
Living with my father while my mom had left us for a few months on seperation proved to me how dirty a house could get. Including the bathroom. I never liked using the bathroom after my father had been in there. Mainly because hair was left everywhere and he left his dirty clothes laying about.
But this, this... this was clean! Clean with a capitol 'c'! It wasn't large, but it was bigger than any bathroom I'd ever been in before, to my right a few feet from me a indentation suddenly grew and a box kinda sprouted from the wall.
"Guess that's where my clothes go." I muttered and started to take the Gi off of my body, having to peel it like a second skin in places from where the sweat and blood had made it stick to my body. And my original clothing? Oh, forget about them, they were plastered to my body from the blood and sweat and beyond ruin.
Making a face I lifted my left hand and formed the largest Ki ball I could, which was about the size of a tennis ball, and blasted my shirt off, then my shorts. Snorting as the little bit of smoke met my nose I brushed what ever remained of my shirt off and winced upon seeing all of the cuts and very large brusies I had. And it wasn't a problem with the cuts being large, it was that they were deep.
So this meant a bath was off... I hate showers.
Sighing I stepped into the shower and closed the shower doors behind me before turning the water on to as hot as possible, cold water would only make the wounds I had hurt worse.
"Where is that damned soap?" I muttered and looked around, but there was none. "What the hell..." Then it hit me, taking a consious control of my tail for a few seconds I let out a growl before my tail peeked around holding the soap. "Give." I ordered and held out a hand. My tail meekly let go of the soap before curling around my waist but stopped as it hit a bruise and I flinched.
Neat thing about Saiyan tails really, unlike other animals a Saiyans tail did have what could be called a slight amount of consiousness to it. It could move around on its own, grab stuff and it could sense danger. Meaning if you suddenly were being squeazed to death around your middle it was high time to move your ass away from where you stood.
"Make yourself useful." I muttered and tied one of those scrub pads to it. My tail twitched slightly as if annoyed before it started to scrub my back while I concentrated on my arms and sides where most of my wounds were. Hissing in pain as soap and water went into the wounds but it was for the best as the grit and grime came out, but man it nearly felt as bad as rubbing acohol was being poured into them. After attacking the grim on my arms and sides I attacked my now unruly hair that decided to just stick every which way that's possible.
Muttering curses and other such things I rinsed my hair out and then took the scrub pad from my tail and set it down before turning my attention and the soap to the rest of my body.
Man, with how sore I was now, my body was going to be aching tomorrow. How could they do this?! Day in day out of training like this!?
Now I knew how Gohan felt during his training with Piccolo.
Straightening my back out with a small groan I heard my spine crack a few times. Man, I felt about ten years older. If I ever got my hands on Marisa Sue, she'd be feeling worse than this. Oh hell yeah, I'd pound her head into the ground so far she'd never see the light of day again.
.... Well that proves that I am partialy Saiyan. The blood lust, or it could just be a strong sense of revenge going on here.
I turned the water off and looked for a towl and saw, none. Well, it wasn't like that was not expected, so it was plan be. Spitting out a few choice words I reached over and grabbed the purple capsule and popped it open, letting my Gi fall out. Then I grabbed the pink one and snatched the under clothing and threw the pjs onto the sink and got dressed.
My new Gi was a dark purple, and it looked slightly like Gohans, with how my arms weren't stuck in long sleeves. While the sash was black. There was also a shirt that was a forest green.
Stepping out of the bathroom cleaned, clothed and feed about twenty minutes ago, I headed to the living room and claimed the couch as my bed for the night. There was no chance in hell I'd open the wrong door and walk in on something I wouldn't like to see, nor want to see.
I was just drifting off to sleep, with one arm thrown over my head and the other hanging down off the couch, when Mrs Briefs came in, the blonde one, and put a blanket over me. "Poor thing." She whispered and walked off.
And that was it for the night.
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All was quiet in the Briefs household. Two Humans lay sleeping while A Saiyan and two demi-Saiyans lay in the dead sleep of theirs.
Only one woman was awake.
Bulma Briefs crossed her arms as she tapped her foot lightly on the carpeted floor.
"Wake Up!" Bulma yelled at Vegeta, but recived a grunt in answer. Scowling and clenching her hands into fists she stomped out of the room and stormed into the guest room Mirai Trunks had taken, little Trunks watched with wide eyes as his mother tried to rouse his futrue self.
"Trunks Wake Up!"
Trunks only let out a snort as he rolled over, now face down on the bed but his lower half hanging off the bed.
Looking up at the heavens Bulma rolled her eyes and muttered something about men before stalking down into the living room and spied Jade.
"Jade! Get Up!"
Jade grunted and opened her eyes. "Don't make me get psycho on yo ass...." And with that Jade's eyes rolled back and she collapsed on the couch out like a light.
Raising an eyebrow Bulma only let that remark go flying by ignored, for she had an idea to get the three said Saiyans up. Walking quickly into the kitchen she bent down and pulled a frying pan out. Careful not to trip as she hefted the pan into the air she got an evil grin on her face and hefted the pan like a bat.
Wham!
Bulma hit Jade over the head, sending the half breed sprawling onto the floor. Eyes growing wide in fright Jade cried out in fear and scrambled away and out the door. Looking up the stairs Bulma's eyes held a malisious glint as she went to wake the other two up....
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"Fucking Onna..." Vegeta hissed out as he glared at Bulma's back. He was luck Bulma didn't hear that, or it could be she was saving the yelling for after shopping, Trunks and Jade did not know nor care, they had been walking around a mall, not the same one as two days ago, for five hours. In Jade's opinion this was worse than training for in training you didn't have to lug around two hundred pounds of various items.
"Hey! 'Geta! Trunks! Bulma! Mirai! And uh.."
"Jade."
"Jade! Hi!" Goku called out as he jogged up to them and halted infront of them. Vegeta scowled as he glared up at the taller warrior. "Kakarotto what are you doing here." Vegeta demanded in a hiss, hating the nick name the other Saiyan had given him.
"Oh Chi, Gohan and me are doing some shopping. Why are you guys here?"
"Same thing Goku." Bulma replied cheerfuly.
Vegeta muttered something under his breath that only Goku and he could only shoot a glare at the smaller Saiyan before his grin came back upon his face. "Well, any wa, Chi wanted me to ask if Jade could come over for dinner. She's worried Vegeta'll kill her or somethin."
Jade looked at Goku like he had offered her Shenron and three wishes for herself.
"There is a God!" Jade called out as tears stung her eyes wanting to be released. Turning to Mirai Trunks she gave a grin. "Bye Mirai. Bulma. Dickhead. Trunks. "
"See ya Jade." Mirai Trunks replied as Vegeta only sent her a scowl and Bulma looked slightly miffed that one her bag carriers was being taken away. But she smirked darkly and evily, she still had two left...
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Well, I promise the next few chapters should be longer and have a hell of a better description and whatnot including action, adventure and mayhaps the first fight with Cell! Be here, or don't be here for the sixth chapter!
Oh, and here's an old saying, or a few minutes old for I think I may be the first to think it up... unless I saw it somewhere and forgot I saw it... what was it now? Oh yeah, it's this;
A Critic is a better Flammer than a Flammer is a Critic.
Meaning, be harsh yet nice, not harsh and idiotic.
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