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reviews!! I have 20!!!! I counted them, yes I did. I've decided I love you.
And you. And you...
Oninu, as always, I thank you for making me sound good. And now I shall
gripe.
Ever since I started to get reviews, I've been pressured into writing faster!!! I haven't had ANY time to properly develop Shiromi's or Keera's characters!! (especially Shiromi. Keera's still just a tot so I have an excuse for her.) But, the whole love thing wouldn't be such a surprise if I'd had time to let it develop!! You see?!? Waaaaaaa!!!! Now I'm going to have to go back and make an EXTENDED edition where I can fully develop ALL of my characters. Though, I did manage to sum up Krystal in two or three sentences. (like: she's fuckin nuts, man...) oh, but it appears monkeys are more complicated. CURSE THE MONKEYS!!! *shakes fist at monkeys who blink indifferently*
Disclaimer: *twitches* NO I DO NOT OWN DBZ!!! YOU GOTTA PROBLEM WITH THAT??? HUH?? BRING IT ON, SISTAH!! LET'S TAKE IT OUTSIDE!!! *gets konked over the head by Veggie-kun*
V: now that the noisy idiot is out of the way, I shall resume. *to Author* and by the way, it was a mistake to put that random love-thought-thingy in so soon. I'm only, like, ten. I have puberty to go through yet...
A: *pops up* SHUT UP!! YOU'RE GIVING MY WHOLE PLOT AWAY!! YOU BASTARD!!! *hits his head with a fan*
V: *bumps forming on his head* itaiiiiii...
-Chapter Eight-
The Christening
What was I thinking???
Keera wailed still louder; my ears had begun to ring and I felt a migraine coming on. And to top THAT off, Shiromi was yelling in my ear about what a blasted sheoken audo I was for hitting her so hard. Never again shall I spar with things other than sparring on my mind.
Again, what the fuck could have been going through my mind??? I knew she was going to get hit ten times harder on her mission next week, but you have to be prepared for these things. (AN- that's how Houdini died. He got punched in the stomach before he was ready for it) It's just that... ever since that night, I'd been seriously thinking about how I felt, yes, how I actually FELT about another living being. I hated emotion. It had no rhyme or reason. Just looking at Shiromi made me think twice about the so-called "infatuation". She acted like a boy, she never really brushed her hair out (she tied it in a braid), she bathed too much, and she yelled at me. Constantly.
And if that wasn't enough, she was smarter than me.
And that was disturbing.
I never really thought about what she looked like before, I guess. I never took the time. As I was training with Keera, I glanced -just glanced- over at her, with all the intention of making a silly face at her to mock her while I sparred.
My gaze lingered, my face slackened. I never really noticed just how bright her red hair was, how silky and shiny it was. The way strands of it hung loosely around her pale face, her ever-blushing cheeks. I loved her smile. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Second only to her eyes... that startling sapphire that practically leapt off her face. It was dazzling in natural sunlight, but not much hindered by the incandescence of the synthetic lights above her. And she moved with the grace of a goddess. She had so much dignity, so much-
I was very abruptly interrupted from my train of thought (AN- which was probably derailed) when my dearest little sister took it upon herself at that inopportune moment to kick me squarely in the groin.
I could literally feel my eyes bugging out of their sockets. For the mercy of all things holy!! That child would die this day. The method I had in mind was removing her tail and throttling her with it. At the moment, though, all I could manage was to knock her senseless with one hand, cradling my much-damaged pride with the other. Then the wailing began.
Right then, I felt like crawling off into a corner and crying for a few moments, but I had to remind myself that I was, indeed, a saiyan, even if a bruised one. And she was, after all, my only sister. My keera. I decided to rename her Kuiyrwa1 instead.
But then I looked over at her. I almost jumped at the sight of her, blood smeared all over her face from her nose, and she continued to wipe at it, getting it on her clothes and in her hair.
"Nunzumen! Nanzumen!2" I immediately took her into my arms, soothing her. She screamed louder.
"Nanzumen indeed! You meant to harm her! I saw you do it!! You had death on your mind! You-..."
She continued for some time. I had forgotten what I had seen in her previously, now believing her to be that uncompassionate nagging voice in the back of my head, the same one that insisted I kill myself what seemed like ages ago. Kojuma were hell. Not boredom. I'd welcome boredom over this.
}~*~{
Shiromi helped little Turles and Keera into their one shared pod. It was the first time Keera had been in one; Turles remarked that he felt a familiarity towards the cramped, blinking surroundings with a reminiscent smile crossing his innocent face.
Keera wrestled with the scouter on her ear, pleading with it to stay on (though I sincerely doubt it heard her). Turles, luckily, had enormous ears, and his managed to stay on for the most part. I was strapping them into the one seat when I heard an idiotic chuckle behind me; swished my tail out of the way and wrapped it securely around my waist as the imbecile made a swipe at it.
"Well, this is quite insulting. First seven-year-olds taking second-class missions and now infants taking semi-elite! What DOES master Freeza think he's doing?" Kuwi remarked through fishlike lips.
"HA! Semi-elite? Is that the rumor going around? Well, that's flattering." I chuckled, fixing Keera's scouter.
Shiromi made a hissing noise at me, motioning angrily for me to get in my pod. I wasn't ready yet. I had to put the amphibian in his place.
"Kuwi, or Kiwi, or whatever you are: please, let me enlighten you. I am ten. The two in the pod are four and five, and clearly not infants. Nappa alone could maim you beyond mending. Watch what you say."
I knew this was lame compared to what I was saving for later, but it would do for now, unless I was further provoked. The swipe at my tail was more than enough reason to make him bleed. He should have known not to push it past that.
"Big words for a little monkey." He smirked. Oh, yes, he was going to bleed.
"I'll tell you what, Kuori3, I'll see you when I get back. The training unit?"
"It's a date."
"Good. I'm looking forward to it."
"I bet you are."
I turned my back on him, smirking. I then panicked, the cocky smile replaced with a look of horror. Turles was pressing buttons randomly, humming happily to himself.
"DEI!! DEI!! Krewa mai jure` ko leme`, Turles! Dei!4"
"Cho-oo?" he said innocently, cocking his head to one side and looking at me with that adorable expression of confusion. I wanted to strangle him.
At the sound of my rising growl, he shrank back into the seat and desisted forthwith.
I could hear Kuwi's loud laughter as he made his way down the corridor. Well, that wasn't embarrassing in the least! After I killed Turles, I would surely make Kuwi my next victim. I even knew how I was going to do it: I would shove an implosion bomb down his throat, make him swallow it, and set it off, turning him into a tidy little marble in an instant. Tidy, except for the pool of body fluids, of course.
}~*~{
As we shot through space three times sound speed, we conversed via scouter. Shiromi laughed at her own joke, which none of the rest of us understood. She snorted when she laughed. I hated that.
"Keera? Huido?6" I said, making sure she knew how to use her scouter.
"Eh... deme` jui naro qoriwa do?.........7" Turles asked no one in particular. I heard a tapping sound, then Keera whined in the background.
"Dui nondo kai.8"
"KARASAHI!!!" I practically shrieked.
"Dalimia?9"
I fumed for a few minutes longer. Radditz, meanwhile, chatted with Turles happily about food. Of course those two could relate. Food was all they thought about. Well, Radditz also thought about kojuma. I couldn't understand his fascination at the time. They were all weak nuisances. But if he started to hit on Shiromi, I'd rip out his entrails and hang him with them. Yeah...
"Nue` ka bethre` u Ai Ji Yau, sheduja?10" Shiromi asked the little ones.
A sound of agitated discomfort was heard. Keera must have nudged him sharply, for Turles was the one to speak up.
"Today... we are lee-eave... to lori- eh, ... beetufal (AN-beautiful) puranet (planet)."
Shiromi squeaked with pride. How annoying.
"Vure`! Vure`!11"
I shook my head. "Karasahi, nendui?12" I said. She gulped audibly as she racked her brain for words.
"Ehhhh... Radditz is ass."
At this I couldn't refrain from bursting into outright guffaws. She was my sister, alright. No doubts there.
}~*~{
The landing caught us by surprise. The atmosphere was thick, and we experienced much turbulence as we shot through it. This concerned me, for maybe the moonlight wouldn't be as strong. Luckily, younger saiyans require less moonlight, but I was afraid there wouldn't be enough regardless.
The surface was soft, like mauve-colored mud. There was a stench n the air that was truly indescribable. I recoiled as I felt my nosehairs singing.
"Oh, gawd, Nappa! You're finally trying to kill us all!!" I said, gagging.
Shiromi and Radditz laughed at this between stomach contractions.
"Hey, it wasn't me... I don't think... doesn't smell like me anyway..."
This time Shiromi's laughter was cut short as she lurched forward, vomiting. Keera started to cry.
"Let's get this over with. I'm suffocating." I said, searching the brown sky for the moon.
It was there, shining softly on its blanket of muddled stars with a greenish luminescence. Not enough Z-rays for myself or my older comrades to transform with, but probably enough for Keera and Turles.
"Keera-duja." I said, keeping my steady gaze with the mesmerizing spectacle above me.
"Cho?"
I pointed to the sky. She kept her eyes on me.
"Keera, doro-kii.13"
"Dei. Cho?"
"Dui adjen aroque`!!14" I said, beginning to get annoyed.
"Ets, cho?15
I turned around to face her; the fumes that were making me ill were beginning to fuel my rage.
"Doko du Tarules e` shoiat kudendas we`sei.16"
"Cho... sh-..shoi?17"
"Tai. Shoiat. Jari cho?18
"CHO???" she began to weep again, tugging forcefully at my top armor. I pushed her off.
"Dei, dui..." I hadn't told her, had I? I had forgotten to explain to her why we were even here. As far as she knew, we were on a fucking field trip. A confused Turles came shuffling up, holding a fuzzy purple thing with big eyes and a beak.
"Shoi...at?19"
Great. Now he had adopted a pet. How could I get them to just do what they were told???
Luckily for me, Shiromi took over, suddenly pointing to the sky in mock amazement.
"Doro-kii!!! Lo-ooori!!20"
Both children looked instantly, eyes wide. Their faces suddenly became void of expression as their eyes lost their pupils, glowing a demonic red...
Ever since I started to get reviews, I've been pressured into writing faster!!! I haven't had ANY time to properly develop Shiromi's or Keera's characters!! (especially Shiromi. Keera's still just a tot so I have an excuse for her.) But, the whole love thing wouldn't be such a surprise if I'd had time to let it develop!! You see?!? Waaaaaaa!!!! Now I'm going to have to go back and make an EXTENDED edition where I can fully develop ALL of my characters. Though, I did manage to sum up Krystal in two or three sentences. (like: she's fuckin nuts, man...) oh, but it appears monkeys are more complicated. CURSE THE MONKEYS!!! *shakes fist at monkeys who blink indifferently*
Disclaimer: *twitches* NO I DO NOT OWN DBZ!!! YOU GOTTA PROBLEM WITH THAT??? HUH?? BRING IT ON, SISTAH!! LET'S TAKE IT OUTSIDE!!! *gets konked over the head by Veggie-kun*
V: now that the noisy idiot is out of the way, I shall resume. *to Author* and by the way, it was a mistake to put that random love-thought-thingy in so soon. I'm only, like, ten. I have puberty to go through yet...
A: *pops up* SHUT UP!! YOU'RE GIVING MY WHOLE PLOT AWAY!! YOU BASTARD!!! *hits his head with a fan*
V: *bumps forming on his head* itaiiiiii...
-Chapter Eight-
The Christening
What was I thinking???
Keera wailed still louder; my ears had begun to ring and I felt a migraine coming on. And to top THAT off, Shiromi was yelling in my ear about what a blasted sheoken audo I was for hitting her so hard. Never again shall I spar with things other than sparring on my mind.
Again, what the fuck could have been going through my mind??? I knew she was going to get hit ten times harder on her mission next week, but you have to be prepared for these things. (AN- that's how Houdini died. He got punched in the stomach before he was ready for it) It's just that... ever since that night, I'd been seriously thinking about how I felt, yes, how I actually FELT about another living being. I hated emotion. It had no rhyme or reason. Just looking at Shiromi made me think twice about the so-called "infatuation". She acted like a boy, she never really brushed her hair out (she tied it in a braid), she bathed too much, and she yelled at me. Constantly.
And if that wasn't enough, she was smarter than me.
And that was disturbing.
I never really thought about what she looked like before, I guess. I never took the time. As I was training with Keera, I glanced -just glanced- over at her, with all the intention of making a silly face at her to mock her while I sparred.
My gaze lingered, my face slackened. I never really noticed just how bright her red hair was, how silky and shiny it was. The way strands of it hung loosely around her pale face, her ever-blushing cheeks. I loved her smile. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Second only to her eyes... that startling sapphire that practically leapt off her face. It was dazzling in natural sunlight, but not much hindered by the incandescence of the synthetic lights above her. And she moved with the grace of a goddess. She had so much dignity, so much-
I was very abruptly interrupted from my train of thought (AN- which was probably derailed) when my dearest little sister took it upon herself at that inopportune moment to kick me squarely in the groin.
I could literally feel my eyes bugging out of their sockets. For the mercy of all things holy!! That child would die this day. The method I had in mind was removing her tail and throttling her with it. At the moment, though, all I could manage was to knock her senseless with one hand, cradling my much-damaged pride with the other. Then the wailing began.
Right then, I felt like crawling off into a corner and crying for a few moments, but I had to remind myself that I was, indeed, a saiyan, even if a bruised one. And she was, after all, my only sister. My keera. I decided to rename her Kuiyrwa1 instead.
But then I looked over at her. I almost jumped at the sight of her, blood smeared all over her face from her nose, and she continued to wipe at it, getting it on her clothes and in her hair.
"Nunzumen! Nanzumen!2" I immediately took her into my arms, soothing her. She screamed louder.
"Nanzumen indeed! You meant to harm her! I saw you do it!! You had death on your mind! You-..."
She continued for some time. I had forgotten what I had seen in her previously, now believing her to be that uncompassionate nagging voice in the back of my head, the same one that insisted I kill myself what seemed like ages ago. Kojuma were hell. Not boredom. I'd welcome boredom over this.
}~*~{
Shiromi helped little Turles and Keera into their one shared pod. It was the first time Keera had been in one; Turles remarked that he felt a familiarity towards the cramped, blinking surroundings with a reminiscent smile crossing his innocent face.
Keera wrestled with the scouter on her ear, pleading with it to stay on (though I sincerely doubt it heard her). Turles, luckily, had enormous ears, and his managed to stay on for the most part. I was strapping them into the one seat when I heard an idiotic chuckle behind me; swished my tail out of the way and wrapped it securely around my waist as the imbecile made a swipe at it.
"Well, this is quite insulting. First seven-year-olds taking second-class missions and now infants taking semi-elite! What DOES master Freeza think he's doing?" Kuwi remarked through fishlike lips.
"HA! Semi-elite? Is that the rumor going around? Well, that's flattering." I chuckled, fixing Keera's scouter.
Shiromi made a hissing noise at me, motioning angrily for me to get in my pod. I wasn't ready yet. I had to put the amphibian in his place.
"Kuwi, or Kiwi, or whatever you are: please, let me enlighten you. I am ten. The two in the pod are four and five, and clearly not infants. Nappa alone could maim you beyond mending. Watch what you say."
I knew this was lame compared to what I was saving for later, but it would do for now, unless I was further provoked. The swipe at my tail was more than enough reason to make him bleed. He should have known not to push it past that.
"Big words for a little monkey." He smirked. Oh, yes, he was going to bleed.
"I'll tell you what, Kuori3, I'll see you when I get back. The training unit?"
"It's a date."
"Good. I'm looking forward to it."
"I bet you are."
I turned my back on him, smirking. I then panicked, the cocky smile replaced with a look of horror. Turles was pressing buttons randomly, humming happily to himself.
"DEI!! DEI!! Krewa mai jure` ko leme`, Turles! Dei!4"
"Cho-oo?" he said innocently, cocking his head to one side and looking at me with that adorable expression of confusion. I wanted to strangle him.
At the sound of my rising growl, he shrank back into the seat and desisted forthwith.
I could hear Kuwi's loud laughter as he made his way down the corridor. Well, that wasn't embarrassing in the least! After I killed Turles, I would surely make Kuwi my next victim. I even knew how I was going to do it: I would shove an implosion bomb down his throat, make him swallow it, and set it off, turning him into a tidy little marble in an instant. Tidy, except for the pool of body fluids, of course.
}~*~{
As we shot through space three times sound speed, we conversed via scouter. Shiromi laughed at her own joke, which none of the rest of us understood. She snorted when she laughed. I hated that.
"Keera? Huido?6" I said, making sure she knew how to use her scouter.
"Eh... deme` jui naro qoriwa do?.........7" Turles asked no one in particular. I heard a tapping sound, then Keera whined in the background.
"Dui nondo kai.8"
"KARASAHI!!!" I practically shrieked.
"Dalimia?9"
I fumed for a few minutes longer. Radditz, meanwhile, chatted with Turles happily about food. Of course those two could relate. Food was all they thought about. Well, Radditz also thought about kojuma. I couldn't understand his fascination at the time. They were all weak nuisances. But if he started to hit on Shiromi, I'd rip out his entrails and hang him with them. Yeah...
"Nue` ka bethre` u Ai Ji Yau, sheduja?10" Shiromi asked the little ones.
A sound of agitated discomfort was heard. Keera must have nudged him sharply, for Turles was the one to speak up.
"Today... we are lee-eave... to lori- eh, ... beetufal (AN-beautiful) puranet (planet)."
Shiromi squeaked with pride. How annoying.
"Vure`! Vure`!11"
I shook my head. "Karasahi, nendui?12" I said. She gulped audibly as she racked her brain for words.
"Ehhhh... Radditz is ass."
At this I couldn't refrain from bursting into outright guffaws. She was my sister, alright. No doubts there.
}~*~{
The landing caught us by surprise. The atmosphere was thick, and we experienced much turbulence as we shot through it. This concerned me, for maybe the moonlight wouldn't be as strong. Luckily, younger saiyans require less moonlight, but I was afraid there wouldn't be enough regardless.
The surface was soft, like mauve-colored mud. There was a stench n the air that was truly indescribable. I recoiled as I felt my nosehairs singing.
"Oh, gawd, Nappa! You're finally trying to kill us all!!" I said, gagging.
Shiromi and Radditz laughed at this between stomach contractions.
"Hey, it wasn't me... I don't think... doesn't smell like me anyway..."
This time Shiromi's laughter was cut short as she lurched forward, vomiting. Keera started to cry.
"Let's get this over with. I'm suffocating." I said, searching the brown sky for the moon.
It was there, shining softly on its blanket of muddled stars with a greenish luminescence. Not enough Z-rays for myself or my older comrades to transform with, but probably enough for Keera and Turles.
"Keera-duja." I said, keeping my steady gaze with the mesmerizing spectacle above me.
"Cho?"
I pointed to the sky. She kept her eyes on me.
"Keera, doro-kii.13"
"Dei. Cho?"
"Dui adjen aroque`!!14" I said, beginning to get annoyed.
"Ets, cho?15
I turned around to face her; the fumes that were making me ill were beginning to fuel my rage.
"Doko du Tarules e` shoiat kudendas we`sei.16"
"Cho... sh-..shoi?17"
"Tai. Shoiat. Jari cho?18
"CHO???" she began to weep again, tugging forcefully at my top armor. I pushed her off.
"Dei, dui..." I hadn't told her, had I? I had forgotten to explain to her why we were even here. As far as she knew, we were on a fucking field trip. A confused Turles came shuffling up, holding a fuzzy purple thing with big eyes and a beak.
"Shoi...at?19"
Great. Now he had adopted a pet. How could I get them to just do what they were told???
Luckily for me, Shiromi took over, suddenly pointing to the sky in mock amazement.
"Doro-kii!!! Lo-ooori!!20"
Both children looked instantly, eyes wide. Their faces suddenly became void of expression as their eyes lost their pupils, glowing a demonic red...