A Twist of Fate-Chapter 5
Trista yelled as she went SSJ 2. Gohan looked at her in astonishment. She just turned Super Saiyan! He narrowed his eyes, thinking. There's more to her than she leads on. He tried to figure out what it could be, then gave up. He didn't know. He let go of his musing as Trista rushed towards him, ready to attack. He quickly went SSJ 2 and blocked her punch. Their fists and legs flew as they sparred. He's pretty good, Trista thought, smiling. She saw an opening that instant, and took it. Gohan bowed over as Trista punched him in the stomach. She sailed away a few feet, watching him. Gohan gasped again and straightened himself. He smiled. He lowered himself to the ground, Trista doing the same. Gohan let out a sigh and laughed.
"That was a good workout, wasn't it Trista?"
She smiled. "It sure was Gohan."
Both lower back to Saiyan and lay back in the grass, looking up at the clouds. Then Trista sat up, looking off to her left.
"What is it Trista?"
"Your fathers coming."
Gohan concentrated and soon felt his fathers' ki too. He smiled.
"Your right!"
He stood up, also watching the sky. His eyebrows shot up.
"And he's not alone, Trista."
She nodded, indicating she already knew that. She looked at Gohan and smiled.
"It's okay. Its just Vegeta and Trunks. They probably came to see us fight. Which most likely means they don't trust me."
"But I trust you Trista."
"I know Gohan."
They watched as Goku, Vegeta, and Trunks landed in front of them. Goku looked up, and seeing Gohan standing there, made his way over to them. He looked down at Trista sitting on the ground. He smiled as Gohan hugged him around the waste. Then he looked back at Trista, quirking an eyebrow. Trista smiled in response.
"You came because you don't trust me." It wasn't a question, and one he wasn't about to answer.
Vegeta and Trunks walked over to them, keeping a close eye on Trista. She rolled her eyes and laid back down, watching as the clouds went across the sky. She heard as Goku asked his son if he wanted to go home. Gohan responded negatively.
"But dad! We've only been here an hour. And we just stopped and laid down."
Goku's eyebrows rose. "What were you doing lying down?"
Trista answered before Gohan could speak.
"We were taking a break." She looked at Goku.
"Yeah!," Gohan piped up, "And we were cloud gazing, too!"
Goku frowned, clearly not liking the fact that his son only got an hour of training in. He looked back down at his son.
"Do you want to train some with me Gohan?"
Gohan smiled. "Sure!"
While Goku and Gohan went to the right side of the field to train, Trista watched as Vegeta and Trunks made themselves comfortable on a nearby rock. Trista raised an eyebrow.
"UH."
Vegeta raised his head to look at her. "What?" he demanded.
Trista looked at him for a moment before answering.
"I just thought it was weird how you and Trunks didn't go to spar also. It's not like you to sit down on an opportunity like that."
Vegeta's frown got deeper. "You know nothing about me!"
Trista smirked. "I know that you spar whenever you get the chance, and yet here you are, sitting, when you could be fighting."
Vegeta grunted and turned away. Trista looked at Trunks, raising an eyebrow. Trunks cheeks became red and he looked away. Trista sighed. She looked back up at the clouds.
"Neither of you trust me either."
Vegeta smirked. "Bingo."
Trista shrugged and closed her eyes. She started to drift off to sleep when the rustling of feet roused her. She looked up. Vegeta and Trunks were getting ready to fight. Trista smiled. He just couldn't stay away from a challenge, she thought. She laid her head back down, and drifted off to sleep to the sound of bodies clashing.