One review. Oh well, thanks anyways. I really don't care any more. I might
just end my little series here and not even bother to write the other two.
I'm still thinking about it. There's still some info I have to mention and
then the story will make tons of sense, but I still don't know. By the way,
I really need you guys to re-read Yellow Flames Replenish, or Where I
Belong, (I changed the title names). I've been changing things around and I
still would like opinions on it.
Trunks stood by the window. He hadn't moved since Les or Kaede, as she now perfered to be called had talked to him. He couldn't believe it. (A/N: Yeah I know it seemed like the time that went by was only a day, but it wasn't it was actually a month. I just didn't seem to mention it.) One month had gone by, a whole month and he actually survived.
Tons of stuf happened while his family was gone. Andrew and Marissa broke up, which wasn't a very big surprise considering their relationship was going no where. Even Andrew and Marissa weren't surprised; it was more or less a nuetrul agreement.
He watched as the stars became visible and in his head began counting them, knowing at the same time it was completely pointless.
"Trunks, she is coming back. Come and eat with us." Bulma said from the kitchen. She poked her head out and took the moment to gaze at her son. He was only 32 years old, yet he looked like he was 20. It amazed her.
"Mom, I told you I'm not hungry." He said, staring at the stars.
"Trunks, dear, you've told me that every day this week. And I know your Saiyan appite is getting to you." Bulma said.
"Mom. . ." Trunks said, trying to sound annoyed, but failing.
"C'mon Trunks. I know you're hungry." Bulma said smirking, "I made your favorite."
Trunks closed his eyes and imagined his favorite meal. Pasta with tomato sauce topped with tons of cheese and meatballs. Le-Kaede had always made it the best. She made everything, including the pasta and the tomato sauce. She even taught him how to make it, or at least tried. Trunks had first set many things on fire and soon she had given up on teaching him that and gave him the simple job of stiring the sauce. He sighed, his mother's pasta could never match up to his mate's.
"Fine Mom. I'll eat." Trunks said, turning around and facing his mother, who was smiling in victory.
"Then hurry up. Your father and brother are waiting for you." Bulma sighed, "Before they destroy the house, let's move."
Trunks rolled his eyes at his brother and father and followed his mother to the dinner table. He took a seat by his sister while his mother sat at the head of the table.
"Do you have any idea how bad it is having to listen to two male Saiyans go on about how hungry they are?" Bra complained.
Bulma and Trunks laughed, while Andrew and Vegeta just grunted before they began stuffing their mouths with food. With a shake of his head, Trunks followed his brother and father's example and began eating.
Dinner was soon over and Trunks was lying in his bedroom. It wasn't really his anymore. It had become a guestroom, otherwise known as Begeta's room. He was over here so often that his grandmother had made Trunks' room up for him. The room was covered in posters of Linkin Park, Good Charlotte, Metalica and a whole bunch of other bands. He felt like sleeping in his son's bedroom tonight. He didn't really know why. It was just one of those, 'I feel like it' times.
With his hands supporting his head, Trunks quickly fell asleep and began drifting off into the dreamworld as he thought, "Les I'm waiting for you."
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Black hair was tied up tightly into a bun. Its grey eyes could hardly be made out from behind the darkness. An emerald cape was wrapped around its shoulders. Scars covered its arms and legs. The scars on its face matched the one's on Kaede Son-Briefs.
Its shoes clicked and clacked as it walked up the corridor of the ship. It paused and waited for the door opened before stepping into the control room.
"Status?" It asked, its voice cracking.
"Rakiu has failed. He let them go." One of the creatures at the computers answered.
"All of them?" It asked, without much surprise.
"Yes. Even Kaede."
"I don't care about anyone other then Kaede, Kei and Taku." It said, growing louder.
"Mistress, who are Kei and Taku?" A small voice asked from the corner.
"Kei and Taro are the correct names for her children. As is Boxer is the true name for the one they call Andrew." It said, beginning to growl.
"Why aren't those the names they are adressed by?" The small voice asked, who was named Haru.
"Because you idiot, Prince Vegeta must have made sure they weren't those names. If they were their names, our plan would practically complete. We must get them to know their true names. Understood?" It asked, with a more furious tone.
Everyone on board nodded. It nodded its head, "Good. Follow Rakiu's ship. They should be landing on Earth soon. First we'll kill Rakiu. Then we'll collect Kei, Kaede and Taku."
"Mistress. . . Kei cannot go FiraSaiyan without Hoshi. We need the boy also." One of the more intelligent creatures said.
It thought about it, "You are correct, Ryo. Make sure we gather the boy also. I expect us to have found Rakiu's ship in five hours. They should be entering Earth's atmosphere then."
"Yes Mistress Saeki." The minions said in unison.
"Good." She nodded, before leaving. She walked quickly down the hall and into her chambers and slowly took off her cloak.
Her crew was forbidden to go into her quarters, for many reasons. One was that she liked a lot of privacy. She sighed as her black hair fell to the floor as she took it out from its bun. She moved her hands up to her eyes and took out her contacts to show her mistifying pink eyes. The second was that she didn't trust her crew. She took her cloak off and let it fall to the floor. The third was what would your crew say if you were a member of the race that destroyed them all? She let her violet tail come out and she began to wag it side to side.
She took a deep breath, "Vegeta, how could you leave? Why didn't you come and save the planet from being destroyed by the asteriod? I've been waiting for you."
Well there ya go. Amazingly and much to my surprise, I actually gained back some interest in writing this. And this may have been fast, but I had to add some action. In the story after this one in Blue Flames Begin, many hints will be given to who the REAL bad guy is and in Black Flames Conquer All you find out who it is and discover if the bad guy can be defeaten. I hope you all stick with me for that long. Byez!
Trunks stood by the window. He hadn't moved since Les or Kaede, as she now perfered to be called had talked to him. He couldn't believe it. (A/N: Yeah I know it seemed like the time that went by was only a day, but it wasn't it was actually a month. I just didn't seem to mention it.) One month had gone by, a whole month and he actually survived.
Tons of stuf happened while his family was gone. Andrew and Marissa broke up, which wasn't a very big surprise considering their relationship was going no where. Even Andrew and Marissa weren't surprised; it was more or less a nuetrul agreement.
He watched as the stars became visible and in his head began counting them, knowing at the same time it was completely pointless.
"Trunks, she is coming back. Come and eat with us." Bulma said from the kitchen. She poked her head out and took the moment to gaze at her son. He was only 32 years old, yet he looked like he was 20. It amazed her.
"Mom, I told you I'm not hungry." He said, staring at the stars.
"Trunks, dear, you've told me that every day this week. And I know your Saiyan appite is getting to you." Bulma said.
"Mom. . ." Trunks said, trying to sound annoyed, but failing.
"C'mon Trunks. I know you're hungry." Bulma said smirking, "I made your favorite."
Trunks closed his eyes and imagined his favorite meal. Pasta with tomato sauce topped with tons of cheese and meatballs. Le-Kaede had always made it the best. She made everything, including the pasta and the tomato sauce. She even taught him how to make it, or at least tried. Trunks had first set many things on fire and soon she had given up on teaching him that and gave him the simple job of stiring the sauce. He sighed, his mother's pasta could never match up to his mate's.
"Fine Mom. I'll eat." Trunks said, turning around and facing his mother, who was smiling in victory.
"Then hurry up. Your father and brother are waiting for you." Bulma sighed, "Before they destroy the house, let's move."
Trunks rolled his eyes at his brother and father and followed his mother to the dinner table. He took a seat by his sister while his mother sat at the head of the table.
"Do you have any idea how bad it is having to listen to two male Saiyans go on about how hungry they are?" Bra complained.
Bulma and Trunks laughed, while Andrew and Vegeta just grunted before they began stuffing their mouths with food. With a shake of his head, Trunks followed his brother and father's example and began eating.
Dinner was soon over and Trunks was lying in his bedroom. It wasn't really his anymore. It had become a guestroom, otherwise known as Begeta's room. He was over here so often that his grandmother had made Trunks' room up for him. The room was covered in posters of Linkin Park, Good Charlotte, Metalica and a whole bunch of other bands. He felt like sleeping in his son's bedroom tonight. He didn't really know why. It was just one of those, 'I feel like it' times.
With his hands supporting his head, Trunks quickly fell asleep and began drifting off into the dreamworld as he thought, "Les I'm waiting for you."
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Black hair was tied up tightly into a bun. Its grey eyes could hardly be made out from behind the darkness. An emerald cape was wrapped around its shoulders. Scars covered its arms and legs. The scars on its face matched the one's on Kaede Son-Briefs.
Its shoes clicked and clacked as it walked up the corridor of the ship. It paused and waited for the door opened before stepping into the control room.
"Status?" It asked, its voice cracking.
"Rakiu has failed. He let them go." One of the creatures at the computers answered.
"All of them?" It asked, without much surprise.
"Yes. Even Kaede."
"I don't care about anyone other then Kaede, Kei and Taku." It said, growing louder.
"Mistress, who are Kei and Taku?" A small voice asked from the corner.
"Kei and Taro are the correct names for her children. As is Boxer is the true name for the one they call Andrew." It said, beginning to growl.
"Why aren't those the names they are adressed by?" The small voice asked, who was named Haru.
"Because you idiot, Prince Vegeta must have made sure they weren't those names. If they were their names, our plan would practically complete. We must get them to know their true names. Understood?" It asked, with a more furious tone.
Everyone on board nodded. It nodded its head, "Good. Follow Rakiu's ship. They should be landing on Earth soon. First we'll kill Rakiu. Then we'll collect Kei, Kaede and Taku."
"Mistress. . . Kei cannot go FiraSaiyan without Hoshi. We need the boy also." One of the more intelligent creatures said.
It thought about it, "You are correct, Ryo. Make sure we gather the boy also. I expect us to have found Rakiu's ship in five hours. They should be entering Earth's atmosphere then."
"Yes Mistress Saeki." The minions said in unison.
"Good." She nodded, before leaving. She walked quickly down the hall and into her chambers and slowly took off her cloak.
Her crew was forbidden to go into her quarters, for many reasons. One was that she liked a lot of privacy. She sighed as her black hair fell to the floor as she took it out from its bun. She moved her hands up to her eyes and took out her contacts to show her mistifying pink eyes. The second was that she didn't trust her crew. She took her cloak off and let it fall to the floor. The third was what would your crew say if you were a member of the race that destroyed them all? She let her violet tail come out and she began to wag it side to side.
She took a deep breath, "Vegeta, how could you leave? Why didn't you come and save the planet from being destroyed by the asteriod? I've been waiting for you."
Well there ya go. Amazingly and much to my surprise, I actually gained back some interest in writing this. And this may have been fast, but I had to add some action. In the story after this one in Blue Flames Begin, many hints will be given to who the REAL bad guy is and in Black Flames Conquer All you find out who it is and discover if the bad guy can be defeaten. I hope you all stick with me for that long. Byez!