Arigatou minna-san for the reviews!! It was great to see quite an amount of reviews for the first chapter. Though it did cause me to worry that this one won't be as good. Hopefully it would be to your liking. Thanks to Cher Chan, who took the time to edit this and put up with my terrible grammar problems. ^^; And much thanks to my b-bud 'Dewi', who encouraged me to write this. Even though she's not really into fan fics. Thanks E-chan!! (Iya, iya...Nanti deh, pasti gue 'lend you' Ken-kun.)
Chapter 2: Lady of Destruction
Editor: Cher Chan
Disclaimer: All SM characters copyrights of Naoko Takeuchi, all Dragon Ball
characters copyright of Akira Toriyama. The song, "Immortality" is
sung by Celine Dion and Bee Gees, personally, I don't like them but I'm making
exceptions for this one. It's such a beautiful song.
And I must choose to live
For all that I can give
The spark that makes the power grow
She let out a soft sigh as she walked towards the building. It had not been
her choice to go back to school. She had not saying in it. Never
has she had the chance of choosing anything. She walked into the classroom, causing
everyone to quiet down for a moment.
"Ah, the new student! Come on in." The teacher said, motioning for
her to step forward. "Class, this is Tsukino Yuki recently transferred from
another school." The teacher looked at her for a moment. "Why don't
you find yourself a seat?"
She nodded and walked up the steps to find an empty seat. Finally she decided
upon a seat next to a guy who seemed to have fallen asleep. She frowned and
swallowed the urge to giggle. He had a sweater over his head and was snoring
quietly.
"Son Gohan!" Snapped the teacher suddenly. The guy jumped up. As
the sweater fell to the ground, she looked in horror as she saw who it was.
"Hai sensei!" He exclaimed suddenly. The class laughed and his
cheeks colored slightly.
"I expect your attention next time." Growled the teacher. He nodded
and sat back down.
He was oblivious at the horrified girl next to him. A guy with short lilac
hair whispered something in his ears, she took note that it was the same
guy she had seen Gohan with the first time she saw him. Gohan frowned at
whatever it was that his friend told him. "What new student?" He
asked.
"The one sitting next to you, baka!" His friend hissed. At that
moment he turned and looked at her. His eyes widened, but luckily for her she
had wiped the look from her face and looked at him with feigned curiosity.
"Tenshi!" He whispered.
"Nani?"
"Oh...Gomen! You just look like someone I know." He lied quickly.
She gave him a polite smile and a nod before turning her attention to the
teacher.
She avoided him during the lunch hours, making sure she was busy at the
library. In fact, she had gone to the roof and ate lunch there. Thank
goodness she brought her own lunch or she'd be starving throughout the day. She
smiled slightly at the look on Gohan's face as the teacher called him. There was
something about him that made him different from everyone else. Perhaps it was
the naivety that he possessed. Something she had once had, along with her
innocence. Of course, both were torn out of her hands when her fate was shoved
onto them instead.
The sword.
She closed her eyes, shutting the image out of her mind. She wanted a clear
mind before finally beginning her survey of it all. By the weekend she has to
look over the whole Earth.
The bell rang and with it, she took a last bite out of her apple, before
tossing it away. As she descended down the steps to her class, a thought
lingered in her head for a few moments before she shook it away. Iie...It was
impossible.
He was hardly paying attention to his food, which was quite a change, since
during lunchtime he usually drowned his face into it...that was the Saiyajin way
of eating after all. But her arrival at his school did startle him. What was she
doing here in the first place?
He supposed that it was a cover for her, so she would rouse no suspicion
from anyone. He shrugged his shoulders slightly. Unaware of the stares he was
getting from his friends. Trunks in particular.
"Daijabou ka, Gohan?" Trunks asked cautiously.
"Huh? Nande?" Everyone at the table sweat dropped and Gohan let out
a nervous laugh. "Just thinking about that new thing we're learning in
class that's all..." He lied. And seeing the looks that his friends were
giving him, he knew he must have said something wrong.
"Gohan, we're reviewing. How can we learn anything new?" Trunks
pointed out.
"Uh, right! I forgot!" He exclaimed, inching away from Trunk's
suspicious stare.
"You sure you're all right? You didn't hit your head while you were off
performing your duties as the Great Saiyaman or anything?" Trunks asked,
looking at him dead in the eye.
"Of course not. Demo don't talk about that here, people might
hear!" Gohan said, dropping his voice.
"Whatever. It's no big deal, you know. You're sort of the laughing stock
of the town anyway, with that weird costume you wear every time you go and fight
crime." Trunks said, shrugging.
"Hey, that's a cool costume, OK? Don't you dare insult it! Besides, your
okaa-san made it, so you'd be insulting her tastes as well as mine." Gohan
pointed out.
"Right, you'd never tell my okaa-san." Trunks scoffed.
"Wanna bet? I can get you in a whole load of trouble, buddy."
"Do it and die, pal." Hissed Trunks. Mirth having long taken
over him, Gohan chuckled and raised an eyebrow in a challenging fashion. Trunks
groaned, knowing Gohan has won this battle. But the famous Vegeta smirk never
fails to wear has found its way onto Trunk's face. "You win this
time, but I wonder how your okaa-san would react to the fact that you've been
falling asleep in class these past couple of weeks because of Great Saiyaman?
I'm sure she'd find a way for the rest of Satan City to know who the Great
Saiyaman really is." Trunks said, causing the grin on Gohan's face to
disappear abruptly. Satisfied with the look Gohan wore, Trunks went back to
devouring his own meal. Gohan paused for a moment and then began to eat his
food, Saiyajin style.
She eyed the knife from across the table. It was so inviting to her eyes and
to the urge of grabbing it and slitting her wrist. At least that way, another
world would not be destroyed. But she knew what she would have to pay if she
killed herself again. She shuddered at the thought, the memory of the pain she
experienced at her last act of suicide was still haunting her. The ringing of
the doorbell suddenly disrupted her thought.
She sighed and got out of her chair, walking towards the door. She didn't
even bother to check who it was first and that was a mistake.
Her mouth fell agape and her eyes widened.
"May I come in?" Asked Son Gohan. His eyes were serious as he
stared into her own eyes. A lock of hair fell just over his eyes, terribly
inviting for her to brush it away.
"H-hai." She swallowed.
"I know you're Tenshi, so you don't have to lie." He said
seriously.
She resisted the urge to groan, she should have slashed her wrist after all.
"What do you want to know, Son Gohan?" She asked quietly.
"Doushite?"
She frowned and looked at him, just to check whether she heard correctly.
"Nani?"
"Why did save us from Buu?" He asked again.
She felt as if there was something blocking her throat. She cleared it once
and looked directly into his eyes. "I have my reasons." She replied
coolly.
"Demo...you have to destroy this Earth, do you not?" He asked in
confusion.
She smiled sadly and her eyes looked wearily at him. "It is not my choice
whether I destroy this world or not, but I hope to avoid the destruction upon
this beauty-filled planet." She said. "It reminds me too much of my
old home." She whispered.
"Then...you're not going to destroy Earth?" He asked cautiously.
She smiled at him. "I hope it won't come to that."
He let out a sigh in relief. At least she didn't want to
destroy Earth. He looked her over, from her golden hair, her soul-searching blue
eyes until his gaze finally settled on her perfect, red lips. He fought the urge
to blush and tried to act natural as he looked in her eyes. "So what are
you doing now?" He questioned.
"I will be inspecting this planet. Searching for any sign of darkness
that I would have to eliminate." She answered simply. He nodded.
"I can help you." She raised an eyebrow at what he said.
"Are you sure you want to? That would only bring forth more problems
for you. Remember, I am here to destroy your world, no matter what." She
reminded him.
He shook his head and looked down. "I know you're a good person and you
wouldn't want to kill the innocents." He paused for a brief moment and then
looked up to her once more. "I...trust you."
This time she froze, shock written across her features as she stared at the
man in front of her. She barely knew him...Iie, she didn't know anything about
him. Other than his name and that he goes to the same school as she does.
"I'm serious. I'm willing to help." He told her. His eyes shone with
determination, something she thought a lot of people lacked.
He fascinated her, not one person who knew who she was even dared to be
within fifty-mile radius to her let alone standing in front of her, offering
help. She shouldn't really accept it, knowing full well what the consequences
would be. But a part of her couldn't resist the temptation that was just too
irresistible along with the rapid beating of her own heart that was causing the
room to spin slightly. She nodded, accepting it finally. "All right. I
accept your help." She said.
He nodded as he extended his hand to shake the deal. As their hands touched, she felt a strange sensation rushing over her and she could hear a faint
sound of music far away. After they shaken hands, she looked at him once
more. 'I hope he knows what he's doing.' She thought silently.
Surprised, perhaps that was how she would describe herself during her first
'tour' with Gohan. He had taken her to a forest area in the South Island, very
secluded and also very beautiful. She hadn't seen any natural beauty in a very
long time. The Earths she had seen were decaying planets that were nearing
destruction by itself by the corrupted people who lived there, her destruction
of those worlds wouldn't have effected anything for sooner or later they were
bound to self destruct. "It's beautiful." She whispered. Gohan smiled
and nodded, motioning to the waterfall.
"I found this place by accident, just as I was test riding Nimbus before
the arrival of Cell."
She frowned. "Who is Cell?" She asked, curiosity, instead of
sadness shining in her eyes for once.
Gohan took a deep breath, knowing the explanation would be a VERY long one.
"Well, it all started with my otou-san..."
A few HOURS later...
"And so you see, that's how Buu came along and well...you destroyed
him." He finished.
She blinked. "You've been through a lot in your youth, Gohan-san."
She said.
He winced at the name and shook his head. "Iie, just Gohan. Gohan-san is
too formal."
Her lips twitched to a mischievous smile. "Would you prefer Gohan-CHAN
then?" She teased. She started laughing as Gohan's face turned to a very
nice shade of pink.
After her laughter died down, she smiled at him. "Arigatou."
"Nani? Doushite?"
"For giving me a reason to laugh again. I don't know how I can ever
repay you," She said, the smile never leaving her face. With that, he too
began to smile.
"Keep on smiling, that's the only way you can repay me." He told.
Her breath was caught as once again she glanced at Gohan. There was a spark
within her that caused her whole body to shiver. He saw her shiver and looked at
the dark sky. Without even thinking twice or saying anything, he draped the
jacket he was wearing over her. Her eyes widened in shock and her cheeks colored
slightly, but she smiled in gratitude at him. "Do you want to go
back?" He asked. She nodded.
"I think that would be best. We can continue to look around this planet
tomorrow."
She told and both of them flew off to her home.
"Where would you like to go tomorrow?" Asked Gohan.
"I'm going to check the Southern Hemisphere or perhaps check on Mars or
Venus." She told him. He nodded. "All right then." And he turned
and was about to leave.
"Matte! Your jacket!" She exclaimed suddenly, taking the jacket
off.
He shook his head. "Iie, you keep it." He told her, smiling as he flew
off.
"Ayasumi nasai, Gohan." She whispered softly as she watched him fly
away.
Her smile was wiped off her face as reality dawned in. She placed a hand over
her eyes.
"What am I doing?" She asked herself quietly, as she closed the
door.
"I can't do this. My sins...I cannot lead him into my dark life. After
these tours end, I will end my life, no matter what torture I have to
face." She said softly, leaning against the door. A small tear trickled
down her cheek. "Minna...why are you punishing me?" She asked,
pleadingly. Her quiet sobs filled the quiet apartment in the dark of the cold
night.
He saw the difference in her attitude that day. She seems to be distancing herself from him. She said nothing in the morning, only a quiet "Ohayo" and all the time they were flying to the South Hemisphere she didn't utter a word. She smiled slightly at the green of the thickness of the rainforest. She breathed in the smell. It was so peaceful. "Maybe sacrificing myself for this beauty would be worth it." She whispered softly, thinking Gohan wouldn't be able to hear. But of course, he did.
He frowned. "Saving the world doesn't mean that you have to sacrifice
yourself, Tenshi." He said to her softly. She hid her astonishment well, for
she merely shook her head.
"It does. If I live, the world will not survive."
"How do you know that?" He asked quietly.
She turned to look at him, having no answer to his question. "I don't." She whispered.
"Then live. Choose the other option." He said firmly.
"Demo-"
"Iie. Give yourself a chance, Tenshi." She blushed at the sound of
the name.
"Don't call me that. At least call me Yuki." She said.
"Is Yuki your real name?" He asked.
"Iie."
"What is?"
She paused for a few moments, debating whether or not she should give him her
real name. But seeing his face made her give in, even though her head screamed
for her not to.
He smiled. "Kawaii name." He commented, drawing a blush from her.
She hesitated for a second before reaching for his hand. Silently she prayed
a prayer to the heavens.
She stood in the shadows, watching the Tenshi and the Saiyajin. She let out a
soft sigh and her eyes followed the two figures sadly. "Hime...Gomen nasai.
I couldn't protect you from this terrible fate. When I heard, I knew it wasn't
your fault. It never is." She whispered.
But she had no real knowledge of what was to be, she guards the gates but she
has no power over what was to be.
The pain that the Princess suffered caused her sorrow more than anything.
Each time Tenshi slashed her wrist or drowned herself or her to lose a life, she would be brought back. And by bringing her
back the forces also punish her actions. She would toss and turn in agony as the
pain wrecked her body. It was a burning sensation throughout her whole system
and the force of it seems to grind her bones. The pain would settle at her
chest, as if a giant hand clutching her heart and twisting it. Her scream of
agony would go deaf to the other forces.
