Okay guys, this is it. Adding in a little romance is...tough for me. (Lifts
his collar) But i'll give it my best shot!
Don't worry, my story aint gonna become TOTAL mush. you'll be seeing much more action as well! and i hope Roze don't kill me for how I'm handling her character... ech, one of my friends just told me not to use handling, but unless you're heads in the gutter...riiight. (blushes and gets to work)
peace, I gotta get to work and stop sweating it
-Future Trunks
Chapter 5 - The New Girl
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Trunks lay in bed with the same, stone cold expression he'd had for days, deep in his coma. He hardly moved a muscle, except to breathe.
Little did the half-Saiyan know but he was being closely watched by two gorgeous amber eyes. The owner of the eyes sighed and reclined in her chair, her olive-skin looking a bit pale from what was going through her head.
She hardly knew why she had stayed at Trunks' side for the past two days in the first place. He really hadn't known the boy, except for a few times a Capsule Corp. Trunks was always very kind, even though he was a little too shy for her own good.
Their meetings always went a little like this: Trunks walks, or runs, past Akura in the hall, stops, bows, and asks her how she was doing. Their eyes met and Akura would freeze up a little, Trunks starting to sweat from being nervous. Akura would blush, saying, fine, thank you, and then promptly dash away.
All that the bronze-haired beauty did know, however, is she was concerned. The doctors had told her boss and personal friend, Bulma, that Trunks was in so deep a coma from the beating he took before Bulma found him in her skycar that they didn't know if he'd ever snap out of it. In a week they'd pull the plug on him; even Capsule Corp. hospital, the richest company in the world, power was scarce as the damage from the Android attacks still lingered.
She guessed it was a bit silly, talking to a subconscious teen she had never even talked to while he was awake. But with each passing moment a strange feeling in her stomach grew. She didn't know what it was. Anticipation? Eagerness? She was probably just upset, she was a pretty sensitive girl.
She knew all about Trunks; Bulma was the closest friend to the orphan. How he had saved the world and even history itself, and how he was the son of the Prince of Saiyans and most of the universe. But those facts seemed far away from her now...she tried to look at people's hearts and not their past.
That night, she still hadn't moved. She passed the time by reading a book off Fanfiction.net on her PDA. She decided she'd try to get through to him one last time before going home. Her eyes watered, she hoped that the doctors would reconsider taking him off life support after the next two days.
"Trunks..." She said, trying not to look at his face, "Please Trunks, you have to wake up now."
A little bashfully, she took his hand. "The world isn't the same without you. Some monster named Majin Buu and his master Babidi are trying to find you. They want to kill you for revenge before they destroy the world. It's getting bad...Majin Buu is actually eating people..."
Akura shrugged off the thought, wincing a little. She thought for a few seconds, and then looked a little more determined. She held Trunks' hand close to her heart and tried again. "I know it might sound stupid. I never was the smartest blonde in the bunch. Listen to me...'come on kid, wake up so a big pink stupid monster can eat you and you can get beat up again!'. I'm sorry. But what I mean to say is...the world need you for protection. It may have not been good to you in the past but...if not for Earth, at least protect your mother, Bulma. You're all she has left in the world, and I don't think she can take another loss."
A tear rolled down the girl's cheek.
"Please Trunks...do it for me..."
She started to get up, wiping her tears, even though she couldn't stop crying. She realized it wouldn't do any good to leave upset, so she held his hand a little longer.
Slowly but surely, in a few minutes, Akura looked up to see something she only dreamt of happening.
Trunks had been out for a while, he didn't know how long. Keeping his eyes shut, he was waking up. His body felt like crap in a blender...he had taken a nasty beating under Babidi. He didn't want to wake up, he knew the world waiting for him was cold and cruel. As he started to drift off into death, he felt the most comforting thing he had ever felt. In his hand rested another, as smooth as silk. It was like someone's soul was reaching out to him through that warm hand. His heart felt close to something...for the first time in his life. Reaching for all his remaining strength, Trunks opened his eyes a little bit, and sat up as much as he could manage without passing out from the pain.
Akura heard Trunks moving, heard him, but didn't believe him, dropping his hand. She took in a few breaths, her face stained with tears now. And then she heard his voice.
"Are you...crying for me?" A soft voice slowly asked, "Please...don't cry..."
Akura finally looked up, sniffling a little. Her watery eyes got larger in suprise and excitement, and before she could control herself, she literally leaped on Trunks, hugging him tight atop that hospital bed.
"Trunks!"
Trunks couldn't do anything in reply, he had never been higged like that before. The feeling was amazing and new to him...and he was a little shocked and embarassed. But inside he wished that it wouldn't end. He could stay in her arms for ever. He blushed a little, as she let go.
Realizing what she had just done, Akura's cheeks turned a shade of roze, she backed up, bowing a little, and swiftly made her way out the room. She was laughing a little, in pure joy, as she left the hospital.
Trunks, confused, smiled, and felt a bit left out as he didn't even know her name.
~o~o~o~
Trunks walked into the waiting room in the hospital, and sure enough, Bulma was there. Trunks and Bulma hugged briefly, though not quite in the way Trunks had with that mystery girl.
They talked a while, and Trunks explained to her that "some beautiful young woman" pulled him out of his coma.
Bulma blushed a little and smiled. "That's Akura, don't you remember her? She works at Capsule Corp., she knows all about you and I think she's had an eye on you for a while."
"Mother!" Trunks said, and he couldn't help but turn red himself. "If anything, I just want to thank her!"
Time passed, and Bulma told Trunks what was happening while he was gone. Seemed Babidi had talked to the world through their minds, asking them to hand over Trunks or sacrifice the world for him. Bulma, hearing this, had taken Trunks to a secret hospital. She originally found him in her skycar while looking for him in his dissappearence.
But since noone knew where the purple-haired boy was, Babidi was letting Majin Buu destory city after city. Earth's population didn't stand a chance against it. It was the Androids all over again.
Trunks clenched his fist.
"I have to beat that Majin Buu! I'm not going to let all my efforts with the Androids go to waste!! I don't know how I'll do it alone, but the worse a Saiyan gets beaten, the stronger he becomes, and I'm much stronger now!" He stood up.
"Trunks...you can't do this alone, honey!"
"There's nobody even near as strong as I am on this planet, Mother. I'm sorry...it's the only way."
"Wrong again Trunks!" Bulma held back a smile. "One of your old friends has come for a visit."
Trunks, confused, looked to the door. Gohan, fully restored, even with both arms, was standing, a shadow in the light.
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NEXT TIME... Trunks and Gohan team up to start training to fight Majin Buu, and they consider the option of Fusion, a technique Gohan learned in Other World with his father. Later, Trunks sets out to say thank you to his mystery girl. But meanwhile, trouble is afoot, as Bulma explains a strange error happened when she summoned Shenron! Could that be Cell rising up to challenge Majin Buu? No, Cell is dead, right!? Tune in next time on Dragon Ball Z2!! _______________________________________________________________________
Well, what'd you guys think? The first thing I've ever done associated to romance, I hope it's good, I'm not a very good writer yet! I just kept Wild- Roze in mind...I mean, she's a much better writer and I used her kindness as a model for Akura's personality! *blush* I'll shut up now! I know there wasn't much action today, but next chapter I promise Majin Buu and Cell are going to go at it! It's going to be a huge fight as Cell is much stronger now! Please R/R, for some reason it says I have 8 reviews but I only see the first four. Darn FF.net! Anyway, I thank y'all for reading even if you can't review! It's you people that keep me going, espcially Roze! (Grins) So please K.I.T.!
Sincerely, Future Trunks!
Don't worry, my story aint gonna become TOTAL mush. you'll be seeing much more action as well! and i hope Roze don't kill me for how I'm handling her character... ech, one of my friends just told me not to use handling, but unless you're heads in the gutter...riiight. (blushes and gets to work)
peace, I gotta get to work and stop sweating it
-Future Trunks
Chapter 5 - The New Girl
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Trunks lay in bed with the same, stone cold expression he'd had for days, deep in his coma. He hardly moved a muscle, except to breathe.
Little did the half-Saiyan know but he was being closely watched by two gorgeous amber eyes. The owner of the eyes sighed and reclined in her chair, her olive-skin looking a bit pale from what was going through her head.
She hardly knew why she had stayed at Trunks' side for the past two days in the first place. He really hadn't known the boy, except for a few times a Capsule Corp. Trunks was always very kind, even though he was a little too shy for her own good.
Their meetings always went a little like this: Trunks walks, or runs, past Akura in the hall, stops, bows, and asks her how she was doing. Their eyes met and Akura would freeze up a little, Trunks starting to sweat from being nervous. Akura would blush, saying, fine, thank you, and then promptly dash away.
All that the bronze-haired beauty did know, however, is she was concerned. The doctors had told her boss and personal friend, Bulma, that Trunks was in so deep a coma from the beating he took before Bulma found him in her skycar that they didn't know if he'd ever snap out of it. In a week they'd pull the plug on him; even Capsule Corp. hospital, the richest company in the world, power was scarce as the damage from the Android attacks still lingered.
She guessed it was a bit silly, talking to a subconscious teen she had never even talked to while he was awake. But with each passing moment a strange feeling in her stomach grew. She didn't know what it was. Anticipation? Eagerness? She was probably just upset, she was a pretty sensitive girl.
She knew all about Trunks; Bulma was the closest friend to the orphan. How he had saved the world and even history itself, and how he was the son of the Prince of Saiyans and most of the universe. But those facts seemed far away from her now...she tried to look at people's hearts and not their past.
That night, she still hadn't moved. She passed the time by reading a book off Fanfiction.net on her PDA. She decided she'd try to get through to him one last time before going home. Her eyes watered, she hoped that the doctors would reconsider taking him off life support after the next two days.
"Trunks..." She said, trying not to look at his face, "Please Trunks, you have to wake up now."
A little bashfully, she took his hand. "The world isn't the same without you. Some monster named Majin Buu and his master Babidi are trying to find you. They want to kill you for revenge before they destroy the world. It's getting bad...Majin Buu is actually eating people..."
Akura shrugged off the thought, wincing a little. She thought for a few seconds, and then looked a little more determined. She held Trunks' hand close to her heart and tried again. "I know it might sound stupid. I never was the smartest blonde in the bunch. Listen to me...'come on kid, wake up so a big pink stupid monster can eat you and you can get beat up again!'. I'm sorry. But what I mean to say is...the world need you for protection. It may have not been good to you in the past but...if not for Earth, at least protect your mother, Bulma. You're all she has left in the world, and I don't think she can take another loss."
A tear rolled down the girl's cheek.
"Please Trunks...do it for me..."
She started to get up, wiping her tears, even though she couldn't stop crying. She realized it wouldn't do any good to leave upset, so she held his hand a little longer.
Slowly but surely, in a few minutes, Akura looked up to see something she only dreamt of happening.
Trunks had been out for a while, he didn't know how long. Keeping his eyes shut, he was waking up. His body felt like crap in a blender...he had taken a nasty beating under Babidi. He didn't want to wake up, he knew the world waiting for him was cold and cruel. As he started to drift off into death, he felt the most comforting thing he had ever felt. In his hand rested another, as smooth as silk. It was like someone's soul was reaching out to him through that warm hand. His heart felt close to something...for the first time in his life. Reaching for all his remaining strength, Trunks opened his eyes a little bit, and sat up as much as he could manage without passing out from the pain.
Akura heard Trunks moving, heard him, but didn't believe him, dropping his hand. She took in a few breaths, her face stained with tears now. And then she heard his voice.
"Are you...crying for me?" A soft voice slowly asked, "Please...don't cry..."
Akura finally looked up, sniffling a little. Her watery eyes got larger in suprise and excitement, and before she could control herself, she literally leaped on Trunks, hugging him tight atop that hospital bed.
"Trunks!"
Trunks couldn't do anything in reply, he had never been higged like that before. The feeling was amazing and new to him...and he was a little shocked and embarassed. But inside he wished that it wouldn't end. He could stay in her arms for ever. He blushed a little, as she let go.
Realizing what she had just done, Akura's cheeks turned a shade of roze, she backed up, bowing a little, and swiftly made her way out the room. She was laughing a little, in pure joy, as she left the hospital.
Trunks, confused, smiled, and felt a bit left out as he didn't even know her name.
~o~o~o~
Trunks walked into the waiting room in the hospital, and sure enough, Bulma was there. Trunks and Bulma hugged briefly, though not quite in the way Trunks had with that mystery girl.
They talked a while, and Trunks explained to her that "some beautiful young woman" pulled him out of his coma.
Bulma blushed a little and smiled. "That's Akura, don't you remember her? She works at Capsule Corp., she knows all about you and I think she's had an eye on you for a while."
"Mother!" Trunks said, and he couldn't help but turn red himself. "If anything, I just want to thank her!"
Time passed, and Bulma told Trunks what was happening while he was gone. Seemed Babidi had talked to the world through their minds, asking them to hand over Trunks or sacrifice the world for him. Bulma, hearing this, had taken Trunks to a secret hospital. She originally found him in her skycar while looking for him in his dissappearence.
But since noone knew where the purple-haired boy was, Babidi was letting Majin Buu destory city after city. Earth's population didn't stand a chance against it. It was the Androids all over again.
Trunks clenched his fist.
"I have to beat that Majin Buu! I'm not going to let all my efforts with the Androids go to waste!! I don't know how I'll do it alone, but the worse a Saiyan gets beaten, the stronger he becomes, and I'm much stronger now!" He stood up.
"Trunks...you can't do this alone, honey!"
"There's nobody even near as strong as I am on this planet, Mother. I'm sorry...it's the only way."
"Wrong again Trunks!" Bulma held back a smile. "One of your old friends has come for a visit."
Trunks, confused, looked to the door. Gohan, fully restored, even with both arms, was standing, a shadow in the light.
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NEXT TIME... Trunks and Gohan team up to start training to fight Majin Buu, and they consider the option of Fusion, a technique Gohan learned in Other World with his father. Later, Trunks sets out to say thank you to his mystery girl. But meanwhile, trouble is afoot, as Bulma explains a strange error happened when she summoned Shenron! Could that be Cell rising up to challenge Majin Buu? No, Cell is dead, right!? Tune in next time on Dragon Ball Z2!! _______________________________________________________________________
Well, what'd you guys think? The first thing I've ever done associated to romance, I hope it's good, I'm not a very good writer yet! I just kept Wild- Roze in mind...I mean, she's a much better writer and I used her kindness as a model for Akura's personality! *blush* I'll shut up now! I know there wasn't much action today, but next chapter I promise Majin Buu and Cell are going to go at it! It's going to be a huge fight as Cell is much stronger now! Please R/R, for some reason it says I have 8 reviews but I only see the first four. Darn FF.net! Anyway, I thank y'all for reading even if you can't review! It's you people that keep me going, espcially Roze! (Grins) So please K.I.T.!
Sincerely, Future Trunks!