Silent Cries
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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. However, I do own Kitai Son.
Warnings (Throughout Whole Story): Pretty Much Complete OOCness, Violence, Profanity, Adult Situations, Rape, Alcohol and Drug use.
Rated R
~
Goten hovered infront of the window, taking a deep breathe. 'Yamcha's house. Come on, now, Goten. Be brave. For Trunks and Kitai and Bra and Veg-...Just be brave. Here you go...'
Goten pulled the back of the window up and quickly slid the window up, pushing the blinds aside. An expression of terror, shock and nausia took over his face at what he saw.
His best friend, blood staining his clothes and the rug around him. He looked sickly pale and his eyes were opened only slightly.
"Go....Ten?"
Trunks's hand reached out for Goten, while staying in place due to the chandelier. Trunks winced and fought back obvious tears, taking deep breathes.
"Trunks..." Goten crouched down and casually slid in through the window, looking behing him. The sun was peaking over the horizon. It had taken Goten a whole day to gather up all of his courage, but he figured if he didn't, there were 4 days of hell for him to face, before the actual grief started on Christmas Day. That's right. 4 Days until Christmas.
He looked at his friend's bloody flesh and gagged, fighting the vomit down to his stomach. He shuddered at the taste and kneeled down to Trunks, sighing heavily. "Trunks, it's Goten. We're gonna have to take this thing outta your arm. Okay?"
"Not okay."
Goten looked up and saw Yamcha throw a can of beer at the wall, glaring angrily at Goten.
Goten backed up and gasped lightly as Yamcha pushed the chandelier point down with more force, grinning as Trunks squeeled in pain.
Goten stood up and gathered his ki, sending it at Yamcha.
Yamcha winced and took it, stumbing backwards. He bumped his head on the side table and yelped, scratching the spot where he hit his head. He cautiously got back up and wobbled unevenly.
Goten rolled his eyes and groaned. "He's drunk. Oh, this'll be a bundle of fun."
~
Vegeta sensed a ki energy go from extremely weak to nothing, and searched frantically. "That boy is with Yamcha, so that means...Kitai." He closed his eyes and flew into Bulma's lab, looking around. Bulma had been too scared to mention anything about what happened in there.
He walked into the half-destroyed lab, spotting a cracked glass bottle of Nitroglycerin in the corner, where it seemed there had been a fire. He sweatdropped and walked over to the machine Bulma had made for him and tore the lock off, quickly sliding the door open.
He gritted his teeth as he looked at Kitai's unconscious body. Her cheeks were a dull pink, and her skin was white enough for forensics to have said that all the blood had been drained from her body. There were heavy blackish bags under her eyes, signaling her incredible lack of energy. Her dark brown hair lay behind her shoulder, and her figure had been turned to normal from before her training. Her grabbed her wrist to check por a pulse and froze as he saw that her finger tips were a light royal blue.
He shivered, the sight startling him somewhat and picked her up. He supposed her neck and knees, allowing her hair to flutter back with her head and her legs to lay limp un his arms. He slowly proceeded to the door, his boots making the echo seem eternal. He kicked the door aside and walked out into the living room, just as Chi-Chi and Goku walked in.
Goku froze, putting one hand on Chi-Chi's shoulder as he saw the sight of his only daught, laying there. "I think she's dead."
Vegeta shot a cold glare at Goku for saying something so stupid and rolled his eyes, putting her on the ground and nodding as he stepped away, as if in sorrow. "This is what that trusted man-friend of yours did, Chi-Chi."
Chi-Chi put a hand over her mouth lightly, but not firm enough to cover her shrieks. Both Vegeta and Goku had to cover their ears as terror rang throughout the house.
~
Goten stumbled back, putting one hand on his stomach. He removed it and looked at the blood on his hand, groaning in pain and wincing.
Yamcha grinned, half drunkenly and half evilly, tossing his half empty beer somewhere at the ground. He clutched the dagger in his hand and ran after Goten again, clashing with the wall and missing Goten by about a Mile.
Goten blinked and watched Yamcha fall backwards, his eyes firmly shut.
He sweatdropped and hopped over to Trunks, shaking him lightly. "Trunks? Trunks, you okay?"
Trunks slowly opened his eyes, looking at Goten and giving a weak nod.
"Alright, we gotta get this thing outta your arm. How about the counta three? One..."
Goten quickly pulled the Chandelier out of his friend's arm, hearing him whimper and fight back sobs. He quickly tossed the chandelier aside and looked at Trunks's arm, squirming uncomfortably at the sight of the completely torn flesh.
He shuddered at the sight and poked Trunks, making sure he was still conscious.
Trunks's eyes snapped open, feeling his arm go numb after all the pain. He winced and rubbed his leg with his good arm, his eyes staying open widely.
"Okay....Hey Trunks, y'okay?"
"I been better..." He laughed weakly and forced a smile, pulling himself up, followed by Goten.
"Sure?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yes..."
"Really really?"
"Yessss......"
"Really really really?"
"YES! I SAID YES ALREADY!" Trunks winced and rubbed the back of his head, looking at the half dried blood on his arm. "Eeew, lookit all the yucky blood..."
Goten rolled his eyes, watching Trunks grin, "Yup. You're alright. Damn bastard." He slapped Trunks's good arm and sighed. "Okay then. Let's g-"
"Not so fast."
Goten and Trunks turned around, looking at Alex. Trunks's eyes widened and he stepped back, looking at the open window helplessly.
Alex smirked physcotically and held the gun up, aiming at them. "Oh, and Trunks. By the way. I WON'T miss this time."
Goten's eyes widened as he saw Alex's hand on the trigger.
In what seemed like an instant, three bodies, one very short and two almost twin-like flew in through the window, knocking Alex down through their crash landing.
Goten smiled. "Krillin, 17, 18! Wadda you guys doing here! I mean, thank God you're here and all, but where'd you come from?"
17 and 18 looked at eachother. "Dr. Gero."
"My mother."
Trunks and Goten sighed and slapped their foreheads. "You guys take things too literal."
18 smiled innocently. "Well, we called Bulma to remind her we were coming over on Christmas, and she was stuttering about something. Then Goku picked up the phone and said to follow Goten's ki, and Chi-Chi was screaming in the background."
"Screaming?" Goten turned white. "Oh god, they must've found Kitai!"
"What?!" Trunks looked at Goten, an expression of confusion and fear taking over his face.
Krillin looked at Goten. "What happened to Kitai?"
"Well, Yamcha and Alex showed up at the lab, and they kidnapped Bulma and Trunks-"
"I AM NOT A KID!"
"Shutup. Where was I? Oh yeah. And then Kitai was trying to get back to normal, and Alex lockerd her in there, and...." Goten slumped his head down. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let him take Trunks. If all this hadn't happened."
Alex jumped up from under 17's foot, holding the gun. "Alright you bunch of fre-"
17 pulled his hand back to stretch, hitting Alex in the face and causing her to stumble backwards.
Krillin looked at the gun in her hand and eeped, kicking her in the side of the head and hearing a sickening crack.
They all looked at eachother and sweatdropped. "Time to go see Goku!"
~
Goku walked over, rubbing his temples as Chi-Chi's scream began to crack. "Ay-ay-ay. Come on Chi-Chi, Kitai's already getting lunch! Get over it already!"
Kitai walked into the living room, holding a slice of pizza. "Hey Mom. Hey Dad." Her skin and fingertips had regained their color, and the bags under her eyes had disappeared. "Good ol' Senzu Beans."
She plopped down on the couch stuffing the slice of pizza into her mouth.
Goku pouted and whimpered, looking at Chi-Chi who was still screaming. "Come on Chi-Chi, you're embarassing us." He grinned as Chi-Chi stopped screaming and blink, regaining her composure.
"Good one Da-"
Kitai winced as Gohan sat on her carelessly. "GOHAN! GET OFF ME YOU EVIL.................PERSON!"
Gohan shrugged. "Tell me the square root of 12."
"3."
Gohan grumbled and rolled off of Kitai, glaring at her. "I hate you."
"I feel so loved!"
Pan and Videl walked into the room, followed by Bra, Bulma and Vegeta.
Kitai looked around quizzically. "Where's Go-"
Kitai got up and ran to the door, hearing a loud thump. She opened the door and blinked as Goten, Trunks, 18, 17 and Krillin rushed past her to the food.
"...How did they know?" Kitai stared blankly at the snow outside and shut the door, rubbing her temples sarcastically. She peered into the kitchen and frowned, seeing Trunks. Well half of him. She didn't see the part where he was all bloodied up. She growled and stomped off into the living room.
Trunks heard someone march off and widened his eyes. "Oh god, I gotta tell her, she doesn't know..."
Trunks froze in the doorway as Pan puleld on his jeans. "Trunks? Can we play hide and go seek?"
"Not no-"
Pan's eyes started to water as she opened her mouth.
Trunks sweatdropped and put his hand over her mouth, sighing. "Alright, but only for a little."
'I've got to tell Kitai. I've got to tell her, somehow!'
~
Kitai: I'm sooooooo sorry. I had Writer's Block, because I had all of this pre-typed, but my nephew erased everything, so I had to re-write it and I couldn't remember anything! x.X!
Yes, I'm aware this is a pretty bad chapter. Compared to all my other chapters, this one is an absolutre disgrace. But I absolutely SWEAR next chapter will be better. I think either next chapter, or the chapter *AFTER* next chapter will be the last chapter of Part 1. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAA!
Gohan: And Rika doesn't rule anymore. But...
Cell: I DO! NOW GET A MOVE ON, SAIYA-JINS!
Kitai: We knew Cell was evil, but not evil enough to force Rika to work at a laundromat and take over Japan.
Cell: WHAT ARE YOU BLABBERING ABOUT, KITAI?! GET BACK TO WORK BEFORE I MAKE GOKU LOWER YOUR ALLOWANCE!
Kitai: GOD NO! Oh well. Since Krillin is the only one small enough to not be noticed, let's let him do the Review Q & A, shall we?
Cell: NOW!!!!
Kitai: AH! *Runs away*
Krillin: *Appears* ........I forgot what Rika told me to do. So I'll just occupy your time by singing. Like I did in Broly: The Legendary Super Saiyan, Edited! *Clears his throat and holds a marker up, beginning to sing* I! JUST WANNA BEEEE! YOUR PUPPY!!!!!!
Kitai: Holy hell, lookit that. I went SSJ2, killed Cell and took over Japan, so now I can do review Q & A. *Sweatdrops*
Crecy - HONORS BIOLOGY?! *Commits suicide and somehow comes back to life* Ugh. And 2 hours of PE. My PE teacher is a major biatch. I'd die. Like I just did.
*Looks at Maia* I hate Mushy love stories, so this rocks! n_n
Trunks: Where'd ya get the popcorn?
Kitai: I took it from Rika when she wasn't looking. *Innocent smile*
Rika: WHERE'S MAH TWO BAGS OF POPCORN!
Trunks: O.o....Wait....I don't have anyone with me?! IMPOSSIBLE!
Kitai: Shutup and worry about your hair.
Trunks: Yes Ma'am.
Kitai: OKAY THEN! *Looks at the dog Yamcha almost ran over* .....OH MY GOD! THAT'S HERCULE'S DOG, WHAT'S-HIS-NAME! ...No it isn't. It's Yajirobe. *Shrug* Well, I updated ASAP. Does that count? NO! YOU CAN'T KILL YAMCHA! Although you may crusify him and torcher him as you please.
Yamcha: WHY YOU LITTLE!
Kitai: *Snaps her finegrs and two FBI People drag Yamcha off to be torchered*
NOW! I've already done Crecy's review, so how about Reda's!
Reda - It's elbow lickin' good! ...Well it is!
Yeah. Good chapter title. I felt it necessary. It seemed so precious, and it really was a crucial chapter. And the cliffhanger was crucial too. Yes. It was. Uh-huh.
Vegeta: Yes, it does sound good! And I am right! *Smile smile*
Kitai: MY SHOW! I have another story you can bug people with. Now go away.
Vegeta: Feh. Foolish mortals.
Kitai: ........He scares me sometimes.
Anyways, Reda, NEVER ask Rika if she has anythingin her mind. I tried to go in her mind once, and I got lost in the blank white ness.
Rika: HEY!
Kitai: SHH! You know it's true! I was in there for four weeks!
Rika: Stop rubbing it in...
Kitai: Anyways...Yeah...Rika NEVER has anything in her mind. XD
And I'm guessing nothing particular. Any story is alright. I knew we could count on you two! ^_^
Anyways...
*-* FINALLY! SOMEONE ASKS ME MY OPINION!
Marron: KITAI! I said purple or pink?
Kitai: ...On something besides colors.
Marron: WELL?!
Kitai: ...Purple.
Back to the review. What do I think? *Stars, lights, anmes up in glowing letters, cameras, paperazzi, action, fame, glory, money....Etc.* Nothing, really. I won't let it get to my head. I'll just be another person. It's not like I'll have fame and glory, or that I think I'll have it.
Rika: Pssht. Yeah right.
Kitai: SILENCE, FOR I AM ALL-FAMOUS! .....Well, I better be going. Later peoples, and I promise I'll update ASAP!
~
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. However, I do own Kitai Son.
Warnings (Throughout Whole Story): Pretty Much Complete OOCness, Violence, Profanity, Adult Situations, Rape, Alcohol and Drug use.
Rated R
~
Goten hovered infront of the window, taking a deep breathe. 'Yamcha's house. Come on, now, Goten. Be brave. For Trunks and Kitai and Bra and Veg-...Just be brave. Here you go...'
Goten pulled the back of the window up and quickly slid the window up, pushing the blinds aside. An expression of terror, shock and nausia took over his face at what he saw.
His best friend, blood staining his clothes and the rug around him. He looked sickly pale and his eyes were opened only slightly.
"Go....Ten?"
Trunks's hand reached out for Goten, while staying in place due to the chandelier. Trunks winced and fought back obvious tears, taking deep breathes.
"Trunks..." Goten crouched down and casually slid in through the window, looking behing him. The sun was peaking over the horizon. It had taken Goten a whole day to gather up all of his courage, but he figured if he didn't, there were 4 days of hell for him to face, before the actual grief started on Christmas Day. That's right. 4 Days until Christmas.
He looked at his friend's bloody flesh and gagged, fighting the vomit down to his stomach. He shuddered at the taste and kneeled down to Trunks, sighing heavily. "Trunks, it's Goten. We're gonna have to take this thing outta your arm. Okay?"
"Not okay."
Goten looked up and saw Yamcha throw a can of beer at the wall, glaring angrily at Goten.
Goten backed up and gasped lightly as Yamcha pushed the chandelier point down with more force, grinning as Trunks squeeled in pain.
Goten stood up and gathered his ki, sending it at Yamcha.
Yamcha winced and took it, stumbing backwards. He bumped his head on the side table and yelped, scratching the spot where he hit his head. He cautiously got back up and wobbled unevenly.
Goten rolled his eyes and groaned. "He's drunk. Oh, this'll be a bundle of fun."
~
Vegeta sensed a ki energy go from extremely weak to nothing, and searched frantically. "That boy is with Yamcha, so that means...Kitai." He closed his eyes and flew into Bulma's lab, looking around. Bulma had been too scared to mention anything about what happened in there.
He walked into the half-destroyed lab, spotting a cracked glass bottle of Nitroglycerin in the corner, where it seemed there had been a fire. He sweatdropped and walked over to the machine Bulma had made for him and tore the lock off, quickly sliding the door open.
He gritted his teeth as he looked at Kitai's unconscious body. Her cheeks were a dull pink, and her skin was white enough for forensics to have said that all the blood had been drained from her body. There were heavy blackish bags under her eyes, signaling her incredible lack of energy. Her dark brown hair lay behind her shoulder, and her figure had been turned to normal from before her training. Her grabbed her wrist to check por a pulse and froze as he saw that her finger tips were a light royal blue.
He shivered, the sight startling him somewhat and picked her up. He supposed her neck and knees, allowing her hair to flutter back with her head and her legs to lay limp un his arms. He slowly proceeded to the door, his boots making the echo seem eternal. He kicked the door aside and walked out into the living room, just as Chi-Chi and Goku walked in.
Goku froze, putting one hand on Chi-Chi's shoulder as he saw the sight of his only daught, laying there. "I think she's dead."
Vegeta shot a cold glare at Goku for saying something so stupid and rolled his eyes, putting her on the ground and nodding as he stepped away, as if in sorrow. "This is what that trusted man-friend of yours did, Chi-Chi."
Chi-Chi put a hand over her mouth lightly, but not firm enough to cover her shrieks. Both Vegeta and Goku had to cover their ears as terror rang throughout the house.
~
Goten stumbled back, putting one hand on his stomach. He removed it and looked at the blood on his hand, groaning in pain and wincing.
Yamcha grinned, half drunkenly and half evilly, tossing his half empty beer somewhere at the ground. He clutched the dagger in his hand and ran after Goten again, clashing with the wall and missing Goten by about a Mile.
Goten blinked and watched Yamcha fall backwards, his eyes firmly shut.
He sweatdropped and hopped over to Trunks, shaking him lightly. "Trunks? Trunks, you okay?"
Trunks slowly opened his eyes, looking at Goten and giving a weak nod.
"Alright, we gotta get this thing outta your arm. How about the counta three? One..."
Goten quickly pulled the Chandelier out of his friend's arm, hearing him whimper and fight back sobs. He quickly tossed the chandelier aside and looked at Trunks's arm, squirming uncomfortably at the sight of the completely torn flesh.
He shuddered at the sight and poked Trunks, making sure he was still conscious.
Trunks's eyes snapped open, feeling his arm go numb after all the pain. He winced and rubbed his leg with his good arm, his eyes staying open widely.
"Okay....Hey Trunks, y'okay?"
"I been better..." He laughed weakly and forced a smile, pulling himself up, followed by Goten.
"Sure?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yes..."
"Really really?"
"Yessss......"
"Really really really?"
"YES! I SAID YES ALREADY!" Trunks winced and rubbed the back of his head, looking at the half dried blood on his arm. "Eeew, lookit all the yucky blood..."
Goten rolled his eyes, watching Trunks grin, "Yup. You're alright. Damn bastard." He slapped Trunks's good arm and sighed. "Okay then. Let's g-"
"Not so fast."
Goten and Trunks turned around, looking at Alex. Trunks's eyes widened and he stepped back, looking at the open window helplessly.
Alex smirked physcotically and held the gun up, aiming at them. "Oh, and Trunks. By the way. I WON'T miss this time."
Goten's eyes widened as he saw Alex's hand on the trigger.
In what seemed like an instant, three bodies, one very short and two almost twin-like flew in through the window, knocking Alex down through their crash landing.
Goten smiled. "Krillin, 17, 18! Wadda you guys doing here! I mean, thank God you're here and all, but where'd you come from?"
17 and 18 looked at eachother. "Dr. Gero."
"My mother."
Trunks and Goten sighed and slapped their foreheads. "You guys take things too literal."
18 smiled innocently. "Well, we called Bulma to remind her we were coming over on Christmas, and she was stuttering about something. Then Goku picked up the phone and said to follow Goten's ki, and Chi-Chi was screaming in the background."
"Screaming?" Goten turned white. "Oh god, they must've found Kitai!"
"What?!" Trunks looked at Goten, an expression of confusion and fear taking over his face.
Krillin looked at Goten. "What happened to Kitai?"
"Well, Yamcha and Alex showed up at the lab, and they kidnapped Bulma and Trunks-"
"I AM NOT A KID!"
"Shutup. Where was I? Oh yeah. And then Kitai was trying to get back to normal, and Alex lockerd her in there, and...." Goten slumped his head down. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let him take Trunks. If all this hadn't happened."
Alex jumped up from under 17's foot, holding the gun. "Alright you bunch of fre-"
17 pulled his hand back to stretch, hitting Alex in the face and causing her to stumble backwards.
Krillin looked at the gun in her hand and eeped, kicking her in the side of the head and hearing a sickening crack.
They all looked at eachother and sweatdropped. "Time to go see Goku!"
~
Goku walked over, rubbing his temples as Chi-Chi's scream began to crack. "Ay-ay-ay. Come on Chi-Chi, Kitai's already getting lunch! Get over it already!"
Kitai walked into the living room, holding a slice of pizza. "Hey Mom. Hey Dad." Her skin and fingertips had regained their color, and the bags under her eyes had disappeared. "Good ol' Senzu Beans."
She plopped down on the couch stuffing the slice of pizza into her mouth.
Goku pouted and whimpered, looking at Chi-Chi who was still screaming. "Come on Chi-Chi, you're embarassing us." He grinned as Chi-Chi stopped screaming and blink, regaining her composure.
"Good one Da-"
Kitai winced as Gohan sat on her carelessly. "GOHAN! GET OFF ME YOU EVIL.................PERSON!"
Gohan shrugged. "Tell me the square root of 12."
"3."
Gohan grumbled and rolled off of Kitai, glaring at her. "I hate you."
"I feel so loved!"
Pan and Videl walked into the room, followed by Bra, Bulma and Vegeta.
Kitai looked around quizzically. "Where's Go-"
Kitai got up and ran to the door, hearing a loud thump. She opened the door and blinked as Goten, Trunks, 18, 17 and Krillin rushed past her to the food.
"...How did they know?" Kitai stared blankly at the snow outside and shut the door, rubbing her temples sarcastically. She peered into the kitchen and frowned, seeing Trunks. Well half of him. She didn't see the part where he was all bloodied up. She growled and stomped off into the living room.
Trunks heard someone march off and widened his eyes. "Oh god, I gotta tell her, she doesn't know..."
Trunks froze in the doorway as Pan puleld on his jeans. "Trunks? Can we play hide and go seek?"
"Not no-"
Pan's eyes started to water as she opened her mouth.
Trunks sweatdropped and put his hand over her mouth, sighing. "Alright, but only for a little."
'I've got to tell Kitai. I've got to tell her, somehow!'
~
Kitai: I'm sooooooo sorry. I had Writer's Block, because I had all of this pre-typed, but my nephew erased everything, so I had to re-write it and I couldn't remember anything! x.X!
Yes, I'm aware this is a pretty bad chapter. Compared to all my other chapters, this one is an absolutre disgrace. But I absolutely SWEAR next chapter will be better. I think either next chapter, or the chapter *AFTER* next chapter will be the last chapter of Part 1. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAA!
Gohan: And Rika doesn't rule anymore. But...
Cell: I DO! NOW GET A MOVE ON, SAIYA-JINS!
Kitai: We knew Cell was evil, but not evil enough to force Rika to work at a laundromat and take over Japan.
Cell: WHAT ARE YOU BLABBERING ABOUT, KITAI?! GET BACK TO WORK BEFORE I MAKE GOKU LOWER YOUR ALLOWANCE!
Kitai: GOD NO! Oh well. Since Krillin is the only one small enough to not be noticed, let's let him do the Review Q & A, shall we?
Cell: NOW!!!!
Kitai: AH! *Runs away*
Krillin: *Appears* ........I forgot what Rika told me to do. So I'll just occupy your time by singing. Like I did in Broly: The Legendary Super Saiyan, Edited! *Clears his throat and holds a marker up, beginning to sing* I! JUST WANNA BEEEE! YOUR PUPPY!!!!!!
Kitai: Holy hell, lookit that. I went SSJ2, killed Cell and took over Japan, so now I can do review Q & A. *Sweatdrops*
Crecy - HONORS BIOLOGY?! *Commits suicide and somehow comes back to life* Ugh. And 2 hours of PE. My PE teacher is a major biatch. I'd die. Like I just did.
*Looks at Maia* I hate Mushy love stories, so this rocks! n_n
Trunks: Where'd ya get the popcorn?
Kitai: I took it from Rika when she wasn't looking. *Innocent smile*
Rika: WHERE'S MAH TWO BAGS OF POPCORN!
Trunks: O.o....Wait....I don't have anyone with me?! IMPOSSIBLE!
Kitai: Shutup and worry about your hair.
Trunks: Yes Ma'am.
Kitai: OKAY THEN! *Looks at the dog Yamcha almost ran over* .....OH MY GOD! THAT'S HERCULE'S DOG, WHAT'S-HIS-NAME! ...No it isn't. It's Yajirobe. *Shrug* Well, I updated ASAP. Does that count? NO! YOU CAN'T KILL YAMCHA! Although you may crusify him and torcher him as you please.
Yamcha: WHY YOU LITTLE!
Kitai: *Snaps her finegrs and two FBI People drag Yamcha off to be torchered*
NOW! I've already done Crecy's review, so how about Reda's!
Reda - It's elbow lickin' good! ...Well it is!
Yeah. Good chapter title. I felt it necessary. It seemed so precious, and it really was a crucial chapter. And the cliffhanger was crucial too. Yes. It was. Uh-huh.
Vegeta: Yes, it does sound good! And I am right! *Smile smile*
Kitai: MY SHOW! I have another story you can bug people with. Now go away.
Vegeta: Feh. Foolish mortals.
Kitai: ........He scares me sometimes.
Anyways, Reda, NEVER ask Rika if she has anythingin her mind. I tried to go in her mind once, and I got lost in the blank white ness.
Rika: HEY!
Kitai: SHH! You know it's true! I was in there for four weeks!
Rika: Stop rubbing it in...
Kitai: Anyways...Yeah...Rika NEVER has anything in her mind. XD
And I'm guessing nothing particular. Any story is alright. I knew we could count on you two! ^_^
Anyways...
*-* FINALLY! SOMEONE ASKS ME MY OPINION!
Marron: KITAI! I said purple or pink?
Kitai: ...On something besides colors.
Marron: WELL?!
Kitai: ...Purple.
Back to the review. What do I think? *Stars, lights, anmes up in glowing letters, cameras, paperazzi, action, fame, glory, money....Etc.* Nothing, really. I won't let it get to my head. I'll just be another person. It's not like I'll have fame and glory, or that I think I'll have it.
Rika: Pssht. Yeah right.
Kitai: SILENCE, FOR I AM ALL-FAMOUS! .....Well, I better be going. Later peoples, and I promise I'll update ASAP!
