A/N: Drat, I've been found out! CatsAngel253 is correct! Congrats! You win
the prize! *shakes CatsAngel's hand and gives her the prize.* A stuffed
kitty! Isn't is cute? (Also, she's my twentith reviewer. Yeah!) (Okay, so
there are some other fics that have hundreds of reviews. *sigh* if only.
but, for now I'll celebrate 20.)
Heh heh, anyways, she's right, the Saiya-go is written backwards with different spacing between the words. So now that the secert's out, you can all sleep without wondering.
Also, sorry Sil. This fic has already been finish. I'm done, the ending is written and I'm working on the sequel. I'm only posting it a little at a time because.... well... I feel like it, so I can't change it now. Also, this is more of a Trunks and Vegeta story. It's not that I don't like Goku, but I never liked him the way I liked Trunks and Vegeta. (Sorry Goku fans.) Anyways, I'm trying my best that, when he is in the story, I'm keeping him in character without making him a baka. But Goku's personallity really is happy and sometimes just plain goofy. I'm trying my best to get do a good job on the diolouge so please bare with me.
Disclaimer: I have an annoucement! I now own DBZ!! Okay, just kidding, I still don't. (Ha! Had you fooled didn't I?)
CHAPTER 11: The new king and prince of Veijita-sei!! Vegeta and Trunks!!
"I think he's waking up."
" Yeah. Hey Trunks-kun, you awake?" Trunks-kun slowly opened his eyes. He was laying on the floor of the field they'd been on. Vegeta, Gohan and Goku seemed to be the only other ones awake. He yawned and sat up.
"Man, what a rush. What happened?"
"We transformed into Oozaru," said Goku.
"What is an Oozaru?" asked Trunks.
Gohan said, "That's what happens when Saiyans look at the full moon. If they don't already have their tails then they grow them back. Then they turn in to a monkey."
"A monkey," Trunks said," What good is that?"
Gohan laughed, "We aren't talking chimpanzees here, Trunks-kun."
"Then what are we talking?" he said.
"More like....well,...let's just say the Saiyan Oozaru makes King Kong look like Curious George." Trunks blinked, unbelieving.
"Don't be surprised if you don't remember any of it," said Goku," That's normal the first few times you do it."
"You remember what happened?" he said.
"Yeah, when I was younger, I didn't know about all this and I accidentally transformed a few times."
Then he and Gohan began to tell Trunks what they knew about the Oozaru and that they had been injected with the formula while they were transformed. But they had to keep starting over to explain it as the others woke up.
"A monkey!!!!" said Bra," I was a monkey!! "
" Wicked!" said Pan," Now we have tails!"
Trunks looked at his own tail. It seemed unreal that it was really attached to him and that he could control it.
Just then, King Vejita came in an said, " Those women want to come in."
"Oh, no," said Goku," Bulma, Chichi, and Videl are gonna freak."
"Let them come in," sighed Vegeta.
Immediately, all three women burst in. Chichi looked like she would feint, but then burst in anger.
"GOKU!!!!!!!!!!!"
"VEGETA!!!!!!!!!!"
"GOHAN!!!!!!!!!" All three men winced.
"Vegeta, you take those tails off right now! You know how I feel about stuff like that!"
"Goku! I don't want MY boys turning into gorillas!"
"Gohan, what is going on here?"
Things continued like this for a good half hour until King Vejita told them Vegeta and Trunks had to leave to be announced as king and prince.
Not sorry for an excuse to leave, Trunks and Vegeta followed him out of the room.
"Your not getting off that easy Vegeta!!" yelled Bulma," Tonight we're gonna have a long talk and I mean a LONG one!!"
"Good luck," said Goten, before they left.
"Thanks," said Trunks," I'm sure I'm gonna need it."
Trunks and Vegeta were sitting in a big auditorium at a long table next to King Vejita, who was sitting in between them. There was a large empty space of floor between them and stands with about a thousand Saiyans sitting in them.
King Vejita stood up and began speaking in Saiya-go. Trunks, who couldn't understand any of it, asked Vegeta,
*What's going on?*
*He's just making some big, dumb speech. Now leave me alone brat!*
*Well why are all these people here?*
*You sure have a lot of damn' questions.*
*Well forgive me for never taking a vacation to Veijita-sei.*
*Humph. Guess you do have a point. Anyway, they're here to see the fights.*
*What fights?*
*Our fights!*
*Huh?*
*(sigh) You don't just automatically become official royalty. You have to beat an Elite fighter first. And it must be the strongest Elite fighter. First, my father will fight . If he wins, he keeps his dignity. If he loses, he shames the family and is cast out.*
*Then how come he was so eager to do this? He's not exactly old but he's no spring chicken either.*
*Bakana! It doesn't matter. He is a royal Saiyan. He will win. After him, we have our fights. If one of us loses, then we'll be thrown out.*
*But we don't have anything to worry about because we're Super Saiyans, right?*
*So are many of them. But no, we should have no trouble with this.* Trunks nodded.
Before he got a chance to get too bored, it was King Vejita's turn to fight.
Trunks watched, interested, as his grandfather step out on the battle field. The Elite fighter stepped out on the opposite side of the field.
Trunks saw immediately how different Elite fighters carried themselves for other Saiyans. He walked much like his father and King Vegeta did. Vegeta had often told him about how he walked too casual and that princes should walk more dignified.
Without much intro, the two began fighting. Trunks assumed this was because Saiyans liked to fight a lot more than they liked to talk.
At first he wondered if King Vegeta was as ruthless a fighter as his father was. So far, at least after their first meeting, his grandfather had been real pleasant compared to his father. His mom even thought so.
But as soon as the match began, he saw that his father was right. When pure Saiyans fight, they really fight. Within the first five minutes, both fighters were Super Saiyans.
Trunks watched as they appeared to be about even with power. Or so the crowd seemed to think. He knew better. King Vejita was much stronger than his opponent. He proved so by K.O.-ing the Elite, barely getting a scratch himself.
The crowed cheered and hollered. Some men removed the beaten guards body and Vegeta went to the floor.
He whispered something to his father as they passed each other. The king laughed and went to go sit next to Trunks. He thought about asking him what his father had said but decided against it. Instead, he said,
"You were a lot stronger than him. Why did you toy with him like that?"
The king laughed, "That's all in the fun of fighting. You want to get a good workout out of your victims at least."
"Victims?"
"Of course."
Trunks sighed and leaned back in his chair. "I guess you aren't very different from him after all."
"Different from who?" King Vejita asked.
"My father. He talks that way all the time. Calling his opponents, 'victims'. Always reminding everyone that he's the prince and he was a member of the Saiyan Elite and he's supposed to be the strongest in the universe and..." He stopped, thinking he said too much. "Gomen. Never mind."
King Vegeta 'humphed', but said nothing. Instead, they both turned to watch Vegeta, who was just now sending his opponent in to the dirt.
The crowed applauded again as they saw he'd knocked his opponent unconscious. He laughed loud and hard. The prideful laugh he always used when he defeated an opponent. Trunks knew this was because he was now the king and he was already loving it.
He came back to the table and Trunks got up to leave. When he reached the floor, he found his opponent already waiting for him.
*Hey Trunks-kun! It's Goten!*
*Goten? Hey man! Where are you?*
*In the stands with everyone. I know you can't talk long, but I just wanted to wish you luck.*
*Thanks Goten,* he said,* But I won't need it. This is going to be too easy.* Then the match started. The Elite was probably twice Trunks' height. He was intimidating, but not enough so to worry Trunks. The Elite transformed into a Super Saiyan right at the start. Smirking, Trunks followed in suit.
The guard seemed a little surprised that someone his age could transform, but that didn't stop him for coming at Trunks at a powerful pace. Trunks blocked most of his punches, but the guard landed a kick in his side that sent a wave of pain through his middle.
Brushing it off, Trunks, already fighting in the air, landed two swift punches to his face and stomach. As the guard bent over, he elbowed him in the back, sending him face first into the dirt.
No Elite was defeated that easily though. He quickly sprang up and fired a ki attack at Trunks. Trunks caught it and sent it back at him. He caught it and they were in a dead lock. Trunks took the opportunity to access the man's ki level.
'Humph,' he thought,' this will be easy enough.' He gathered some more of his ki and added it to the weight of the charge between them. The Elite was having a harder time controlling it and soon Trunks sent the wave washing over him.
When the dust cleared, it revealed the guard to be unconscious. The crowd cheered as they too saw the defeated Elite. Trunks smirked. That had really been too easy.
The former king and the new king came to meet him in the field, both smirking in approval.
" Doo lbni tila eso twon," said the annoucer. Trunks wondered what he said, but fornd other things to call his attention before he could worry much about it. As the annoucer was talking, the three defeated Elites were dragged out in front of them.
*What's happening now?* he asked his father.
*We are going to kill them.*
*NANI!! Why?*
*Fool. Do you think that someone who loses in an official battle like this is permitted to live? He is now forever in disgrace. We are simple putting him out of his misery.*
*But Otousan...*
*Quiet! I have no time to argue with you about stupid human morals. You will kill him now or you will leave. And if you leave, don't ever show your face again. Do you understand?*
Trunks didn't answer. They lined the three men up across from their respective combatant. His father and grandfather both stretched their arms out, palm flat. They were going to just blast a hole right though them.
Trunks' mind was racing back and forth.
*Trunks-kun,* said Goten,* what are you guys doing?* He said nothing as he continued thinking. If he didn't, he'd disgrace his father and he would never care anything about him, ever again. But could he really kill an innocent person? *Trunks-kun, they're not...going to ....*
Trunks knew what he was talking about. He slightly nodded.
*Trunks! Do something. You can't let them..."
The rest was blocked out as Vejita fired at his victim, impaling him in the chest. The crowd was wild, on their feet , enjoying every minute of bloodshed.
Trunks watched as the Elite lay lifeless on the floor, his blood surrounding him. Then his father did the same thing. Another body fell.
All eyes were now on Trunks, expectantly. The image of how his father was proud of him when he'd proven himself stronger than Goten when he was eight came to his mind. He remembered how disappointed he'd been because he couldn't fight in the adult division. But when he defeated Goten in their match at the end and Vegeta had looked at him in approval, it made it the best moment of his life. He wanted his father to be proud of him again. And killing this man was all it took.
'He's a weakling anyway,' he thought.
Raising his hand, he summoned his ki and fired an attack straight though the man's chest. The body fell and the crowd cheered in approval.
Both Vegetas gave Trunks a look of approval.
*Trunks...,* said Goten,* how....why...?" Trunks didn't answer his friend. Goten wouldn't understand.
Instead, he, Vegeta and his grandfather turned and left the stadium.
A/N : *looks up at story* I wonder if the rating should have been changed for that... Nah!
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And for the Miari Trunks fans, I still have my fic, Catch Me that hasn't got as many reviews as my other fics, so it would really make me happy to get some more reviews for that. And when I'm happy, I post more on my other stories. *hint hint*
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Heh heh, anyways, she's right, the Saiya-go is written backwards with different spacing between the words. So now that the secert's out, you can all sleep without wondering.
Also, sorry Sil. This fic has already been finish. I'm done, the ending is written and I'm working on the sequel. I'm only posting it a little at a time because.... well... I feel like it, so I can't change it now. Also, this is more of a Trunks and Vegeta story. It's not that I don't like Goku, but I never liked him the way I liked Trunks and Vegeta. (Sorry Goku fans.) Anyways, I'm trying my best that, when he is in the story, I'm keeping him in character without making him a baka. But Goku's personallity really is happy and sometimes just plain goofy. I'm trying my best to get do a good job on the diolouge so please bare with me.
Disclaimer: I have an annoucement! I now own DBZ!! Okay, just kidding, I still don't. (Ha! Had you fooled didn't I?)
CHAPTER 11: The new king and prince of Veijita-sei!! Vegeta and Trunks!!
"I think he's waking up."
" Yeah. Hey Trunks-kun, you awake?" Trunks-kun slowly opened his eyes. He was laying on the floor of the field they'd been on. Vegeta, Gohan and Goku seemed to be the only other ones awake. He yawned and sat up.
"Man, what a rush. What happened?"
"We transformed into Oozaru," said Goku.
"What is an Oozaru?" asked Trunks.
Gohan said, "That's what happens when Saiyans look at the full moon. If they don't already have their tails then they grow them back. Then they turn in to a monkey."
"A monkey," Trunks said," What good is that?"
Gohan laughed, "We aren't talking chimpanzees here, Trunks-kun."
"Then what are we talking?" he said.
"More like....well,...let's just say the Saiyan Oozaru makes King Kong look like Curious George." Trunks blinked, unbelieving.
"Don't be surprised if you don't remember any of it," said Goku," That's normal the first few times you do it."
"You remember what happened?" he said.
"Yeah, when I was younger, I didn't know about all this and I accidentally transformed a few times."
Then he and Gohan began to tell Trunks what they knew about the Oozaru and that they had been injected with the formula while they were transformed. But they had to keep starting over to explain it as the others woke up.
"A monkey!!!!" said Bra," I was a monkey!! "
" Wicked!" said Pan," Now we have tails!"
Trunks looked at his own tail. It seemed unreal that it was really attached to him and that he could control it.
Just then, King Vejita came in an said, " Those women want to come in."
"Oh, no," said Goku," Bulma, Chichi, and Videl are gonna freak."
"Let them come in," sighed Vegeta.
Immediately, all three women burst in. Chichi looked like she would feint, but then burst in anger.
"GOKU!!!!!!!!!!!"
"VEGETA!!!!!!!!!!"
"GOHAN!!!!!!!!!" All three men winced.
"Vegeta, you take those tails off right now! You know how I feel about stuff like that!"
"Goku! I don't want MY boys turning into gorillas!"
"Gohan, what is going on here?"
Things continued like this for a good half hour until King Vejita told them Vegeta and Trunks had to leave to be announced as king and prince.
Not sorry for an excuse to leave, Trunks and Vegeta followed him out of the room.
"Your not getting off that easy Vegeta!!" yelled Bulma," Tonight we're gonna have a long talk and I mean a LONG one!!"
"Good luck," said Goten, before they left.
"Thanks," said Trunks," I'm sure I'm gonna need it."
Trunks and Vegeta were sitting in a big auditorium at a long table next to King Vejita, who was sitting in between them. There was a large empty space of floor between them and stands with about a thousand Saiyans sitting in them.
King Vejita stood up and began speaking in Saiya-go. Trunks, who couldn't understand any of it, asked Vegeta,
*What's going on?*
*He's just making some big, dumb speech. Now leave me alone brat!*
*Well why are all these people here?*
*You sure have a lot of damn' questions.*
*Well forgive me for never taking a vacation to Veijita-sei.*
*Humph. Guess you do have a point. Anyway, they're here to see the fights.*
*What fights?*
*Our fights!*
*Huh?*
*(sigh) You don't just automatically become official royalty. You have to beat an Elite fighter first. And it must be the strongest Elite fighter. First, my father will fight . If he wins, he keeps his dignity. If he loses, he shames the family and is cast out.*
*Then how come he was so eager to do this? He's not exactly old but he's no spring chicken either.*
*Bakana! It doesn't matter. He is a royal Saiyan. He will win. After him, we have our fights. If one of us loses, then we'll be thrown out.*
*But we don't have anything to worry about because we're Super Saiyans, right?*
*So are many of them. But no, we should have no trouble with this.* Trunks nodded.
Before he got a chance to get too bored, it was King Vejita's turn to fight.
Trunks watched, interested, as his grandfather step out on the battle field. The Elite fighter stepped out on the opposite side of the field.
Trunks saw immediately how different Elite fighters carried themselves for other Saiyans. He walked much like his father and King Vegeta did. Vegeta had often told him about how he walked too casual and that princes should walk more dignified.
Without much intro, the two began fighting. Trunks assumed this was because Saiyans liked to fight a lot more than they liked to talk.
At first he wondered if King Vegeta was as ruthless a fighter as his father was. So far, at least after their first meeting, his grandfather had been real pleasant compared to his father. His mom even thought so.
But as soon as the match began, he saw that his father was right. When pure Saiyans fight, they really fight. Within the first five minutes, both fighters were Super Saiyans.
Trunks watched as they appeared to be about even with power. Or so the crowd seemed to think. He knew better. King Vejita was much stronger than his opponent. He proved so by K.O.-ing the Elite, barely getting a scratch himself.
The crowed cheered and hollered. Some men removed the beaten guards body and Vegeta went to the floor.
He whispered something to his father as they passed each other. The king laughed and went to go sit next to Trunks. He thought about asking him what his father had said but decided against it. Instead, he said,
"You were a lot stronger than him. Why did you toy with him like that?"
The king laughed, "That's all in the fun of fighting. You want to get a good workout out of your victims at least."
"Victims?"
"Of course."
Trunks sighed and leaned back in his chair. "I guess you aren't very different from him after all."
"Different from who?" King Vejita asked.
"My father. He talks that way all the time. Calling his opponents, 'victims'. Always reminding everyone that he's the prince and he was a member of the Saiyan Elite and he's supposed to be the strongest in the universe and..." He stopped, thinking he said too much. "Gomen. Never mind."
King Vegeta 'humphed', but said nothing. Instead, they both turned to watch Vegeta, who was just now sending his opponent in to the dirt.
The crowed applauded again as they saw he'd knocked his opponent unconscious. He laughed loud and hard. The prideful laugh he always used when he defeated an opponent. Trunks knew this was because he was now the king and he was already loving it.
He came back to the table and Trunks got up to leave. When he reached the floor, he found his opponent already waiting for him.
*Hey Trunks-kun! It's Goten!*
*Goten? Hey man! Where are you?*
*In the stands with everyone. I know you can't talk long, but I just wanted to wish you luck.*
*Thanks Goten,* he said,* But I won't need it. This is going to be too easy.* Then the match started. The Elite was probably twice Trunks' height. He was intimidating, but not enough so to worry Trunks. The Elite transformed into a Super Saiyan right at the start. Smirking, Trunks followed in suit.
The guard seemed a little surprised that someone his age could transform, but that didn't stop him for coming at Trunks at a powerful pace. Trunks blocked most of his punches, but the guard landed a kick in his side that sent a wave of pain through his middle.
Brushing it off, Trunks, already fighting in the air, landed two swift punches to his face and stomach. As the guard bent over, he elbowed him in the back, sending him face first into the dirt.
No Elite was defeated that easily though. He quickly sprang up and fired a ki attack at Trunks. Trunks caught it and sent it back at him. He caught it and they were in a dead lock. Trunks took the opportunity to access the man's ki level.
'Humph,' he thought,' this will be easy enough.' He gathered some more of his ki and added it to the weight of the charge between them. The Elite was having a harder time controlling it and soon Trunks sent the wave washing over him.
When the dust cleared, it revealed the guard to be unconscious. The crowd cheered as they too saw the defeated Elite. Trunks smirked. That had really been too easy.
The former king and the new king came to meet him in the field, both smirking in approval.
" Doo lbni tila eso twon," said the annoucer. Trunks wondered what he said, but fornd other things to call his attention before he could worry much about it. As the annoucer was talking, the three defeated Elites were dragged out in front of them.
*What's happening now?* he asked his father.
*We are going to kill them.*
*NANI!! Why?*
*Fool. Do you think that someone who loses in an official battle like this is permitted to live? He is now forever in disgrace. We are simple putting him out of his misery.*
*But Otousan...*
*Quiet! I have no time to argue with you about stupid human morals. You will kill him now or you will leave. And if you leave, don't ever show your face again. Do you understand?*
Trunks didn't answer. They lined the three men up across from their respective combatant. His father and grandfather both stretched their arms out, palm flat. They were going to just blast a hole right though them.
Trunks' mind was racing back and forth.
*Trunks-kun,* said Goten,* what are you guys doing?* He said nothing as he continued thinking. If he didn't, he'd disgrace his father and he would never care anything about him, ever again. But could he really kill an innocent person? *Trunks-kun, they're not...going to ....*
Trunks knew what he was talking about. He slightly nodded.
*Trunks! Do something. You can't let them..."
The rest was blocked out as Vejita fired at his victim, impaling him in the chest. The crowd was wild, on their feet , enjoying every minute of bloodshed.
Trunks watched as the Elite lay lifeless on the floor, his blood surrounding him. Then his father did the same thing. Another body fell.
All eyes were now on Trunks, expectantly. The image of how his father was proud of him when he'd proven himself stronger than Goten when he was eight came to his mind. He remembered how disappointed he'd been because he couldn't fight in the adult division. But when he defeated Goten in their match at the end and Vegeta had looked at him in approval, it made it the best moment of his life. He wanted his father to be proud of him again. And killing this man was all it took.
'He's a weakling anyway,' he thought.
Raising his hand, he summoned his ki and fired an attack straight though the man's chest. The body fell and the crowd cheered in approval.
Both Vegetas gave Trunks a look of approval.
*Trunks...,* said Goten,* how....why...?" Trunks didn't answer his friend. Goten wouldn't understand.
Instead, he, Vegeta and his grandfather turned and left the stadium.
A/N : *looks up at story* I wonder if the rating should have been changed for that... Nah!
Advertising! : Go read my friend Gotenluva's first fic, Iron Tears. It a really great, one-shot, angst about Goten. Go! You'll like it, I promise!
Ahh, and I advertise for myself as well. (hehe) My Goten fic will be up now, it's called Daddy, Don't Go. (I now have a fic about Goten, wowness!) It's also an angst.
And for the Miari Trunks fans, I still have my fic, Catch Me that hasn't got as many reviews as my other fics, so it would really make me happy to get some more reviews for that. And when I'm happy, I post more on my other stories. *hint hint*
if you have a story you'd like me to advertise, just leave the title and pn in a review, and I will! Well, all for now, JA!