A/N : I'm not dead!!! Nither is this story!! I'm REALLY sorry it took so
long for me to update. I'm going to try to get it up faster, but I'm real
busy. I'm working on the sequel and I already have the idea for a part
three. (I really think ahead, ne?) But here's the next chapter for your
enjoyment! Ja!
Discliamer: If you really really in truly think I own this, then your really really in truly stupid.
CHAPTER 12 : Saiyans from planet Surgarai!! Trunks meets Lurasia!!
It was several weeks after that incident. At first, everyone had been too shocked that he did something like that. Even Bulma was too shaken to say anything. Goten and his other friends had seemed slightly uncomfortable around him since then, and Bra kept staring at him. All these thing had begun to annoy him but he shook it off for the most part.
His mind was usually too filled with other things to care anyways. Not only did he have to learn Saiya-go, but there were all other sorts of customs and stuff he had to learn about the culture because he was the prince now.
At first he thought that the royalty on Vejita-sei was like on earth. Sat around all day on a throne and ordered people around. He soon realized how ridiculous that idea was. With the Saiyan need to fight, there was no way anything like that would happen. Basically, besides taking lessons and stuff, they trained all day.
Trunks was in his room, still sleeping. Then his mom came in to wake him. She flicked the light on and shook him awake.
Trunks groaned, "Kaasan, could you please shut off that light?"
"Come on you. It's time to wake up." She got up and walked over to his closet, taking out his clothes. Trunks, not wanting to get up, put the pillow on top of his head and shut his eyes.
Bulma walked over and pulled his covers off. (Trunks was wearing boxers ~_^)
"Kaasan!"
"Up. Now."
Trunks sat up and yawned. "You know, most kids ask for a car when they turn sixteen. Instead, I get a planet."
Bulma laughed, "Oh it's not that bad."
"So your saying you enjoy getting up early?"
"Well....actually," she admitted," I do hate that. And that some of these people are so rude."
"Actually Kaasan, I think a lot of those guys are afraid of you."
She put on an innocent face and voice, "Who? Me? The weak little human? I wonder why." They laughed.
"How do you really like it here Kaasan?" She thought.
"Well, I suppose it isn't too bad. I've gotten a lot stronger since getting here. The gravity doesn't bother me much anymore. I do miss our old home though. Earth was so beautiful. And no one had tails." She visibly shook.
"Well, I want to go home," said a voice from the door. They turned to see Bra.
"Konichiwa Bra-chan," said Trunks.
"What's wrong Bra-chan?" asked Bulma.
"I wanna go home," she repeated.
Vegeta walked past at this moment. He didn't say anything to Bra. Instead he told Trunks, "Get up and eat breakfast. Be in the training room in half an hour. I'll be waiting." Trunks nodded and Vegeta left.
"Guess you'd better get going," said Bulma. Trunks nodded and left to get dressed.
~~~
Sweat was streaming down his face. The gravity had been juiced up to 500 times the planets gravity. Him and his dad had been at it for over six hours now. They weren't fighting each other though. Instead, they were battling simulator robots. Bulma had shown them how to increase the gravity in chambers and they had immediately began building gravity machines everywhere.
Trunks slammed into another of the mechanical trainers. It broke in two and exploded, destroying another battler.
An alarm went off, warning the two that the gravity would be shutting down soon. They steadied themselves so the change of gravity wouldn't knock them against the ceiling. After it was shut down, The Vejita stepped in as Trunks and his father landed on the ground.
"Vegeta," said the elder," Five more Saiyans have been brought in. One is pure and the rest are mixed."
"Mixed with what?" Vegeta asked, annoyed that his training had been interuppted.
"Sugarian. They are from a planet called Surgarai."
Vegeta "humphed". "We have to see them I suppose? Fine. Come on Vegeta," he said to Trunks.
Trunks followed, although reluctantly. He'd been though this before. All he did was stand there while they talked though translator chips. He didn't see why they needed to waste their time meeting every Saiyan that they found. He would have been much happier training.
They reached the entry hall to meet the group of arrivals. They looked like Saiyans well enough. They even had tails. But there eyes, whites and all, were solid colors. The tallest, however, had normal eyes. He was obviously the pure Saiyan.
There was also four kids. Two looked to be about Bra and Pan's age. He could tell they were twins by how much they looked alike. Both were boys and had the exact same facial structure, brown hair in spikes like the oldest one, (probably their father) and pure lime green eyes. There was one about Marron's age. Trunks couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl, but it had short red hair and baby blue eyes. The oldest was about his age. It was a she and she stood out very much from the others. She had shoulder length jet-black hair and steel gray eyes. 'She doesn't look too happy', thought Trunks. He shook his head, then again, not many of he children were happy to come here.
Both Vegetas assessed them. Vejita mentioned how the pure one had been a member of the Saiyan Elite. Vegeta nodded, remembering. He said he'd be returned to his former position as an Elite fighter.
"So?" asked his father," Are these brats yours?"
The guy nodded, "Yes sir." His father began to say something when one of the twins began to fight with the other. The red haired one joined in and the girl just watched in amusement.
Trunks, seeing his father getting annoyed, knew this would be trouble. It wouldn't take much for him to just blast them on the spot. He'd done it before to one woman who didn't want to shut up. He didn't kill her but she was knocked out for at least a week.
Trunks leaned over to him and said, "Since he's gonna be an Elite, why don't I just take his kids to one of the rooms so you can get this thing over with?" He knew that all Elites stayed in a special section of the palace and he knew where the rooms were, usually being the one to drop the Elites at their dorms anyway.
"Fine," he said,"Vegeta, take the brats to one of the rooms." Trunks sighed. Since becoming prince, everyone called him Vegeta except for his mom, Bra, and his friends and it had begun to get annoying.
"Follow him," said their father,"And be respectful or I'll give you all lashes."
The kids stopped fighting immediately. They followed Trunks as he lead them down a corridor to the Elite quarters.
They seemed impressed at the decor of the palace. They stared at the sparkling gold lining the doorways and the soft, dark velvet on the walls.
They turned down another hall and saw hundreds and hundreds of doors, leading to the rooms of Elites. As the group approached one door, Trunks opened it and led them inside.
"You should be comfortable in this room," he said. The four looked around the room in awe of their surroundings.
"Hey Geia," said one of the twins," this place is awesome, ne?"
The other nodded," What do you think Ed-girl?"
The red haired one said (in a girl voice),
"It's cool!"
Trunks looked at the oldest girl. "What planet are you from? They said Surgarai."
"Yeah," she nodded, her voice cold and emotionless," Surgarai." When she said nothing else, he asked,
"What's your name?"
"Lurasia."
The twins came over. "I'm Pangeia. But people call me Geia."
"And I'm Gondwanaland. But people call me Gwon."
"And I'm Eddy! But people call me Ed-girl!" said the red head.
Lurasia scowled, "Didn't you hear Otousan? Your supposed to be respectful! Not acting like kids!"
Trunks blushed slightly. "Hey, it's okay. Really."
"Oh, so I suppose your not gonna try to get us in trouble with our father?"
"No!" he said,"I wouldn't do that." She stared at him, untrusting. "If I wanted you in trouble I would have left you with my father."
"What do ya mean?" said Gwon.
"What would he have done to us?" asked Ed.
"Probably blast you through the door. It wouldn't be the first time he's done something like that."
"Well, I think that's very rude," said Geia.
"This is all rude!" said Lurasia. She turned to Trunks. "Look pal, I don't want to be here. I want to go home to Kaasan! She's the only one who cares about us. All Otousan ever talked about was being Saiyan and fighting and shit! Well I'm tired of it all. I don't want to be Saiyan and I don't care at all for being on planet Veijita-sei!"
Trunks looked at her sympathetically, "I'm sorry if you don't like it here. But I don't make the rules. If they want to group all the Saiyans I can't stop them."
Angry, she yelled, "Don't give me that! You supposed to be a Prince, right?"
"Yeah, bu-"
"Then you should be able to change some things around here!"
Trunks was beginning to get mad. "Look! It's not that simple! Don't tell me what I should and shouldn't be able to do!"
"Yeah well-"
"Stop it Lurasia," said Ed," Don't make him mad! Your right. Remember what Tousan said?"
Lurasia sighed, trying to calm down. "Your right. Anyway, gomen. I apologize sir. I just feel a little weird here. "
Trunks also calmed himself. "It's okay. I'm sorry too."
She stared, surprised. "What's wrong with you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Otousan said the Saiyan royalty was bad tempered and rude and cared about absolutely nothing but themselves," she said, confused.
Trunks laughed, "It depends on which Saiyan you talk to. My Otousan's kinda like that."
She snorted, "Yeah I noticed."
He shrugged. "Well, I gotta go. Maybe I'll see you around the palace sometime."
"Okay, sayonara."
"Sayonara," he said.
"Ja Matte!" yelled the others as Trunks turned and left.
A/N: Yayness! I new chapter! Review if you liked it, review if you didn't! I don't care which it is! I'll probably post again soon, so be looking! Ja! (BTW: This is NOT a romance fic. Just in case you were wondering...)
Discliamer: If you really really in truly think I own this, then your really really in truly stupid.
CHAPTER 12 : Saiyans from planet Surgarai!! Trunks meets Lurasia!!
It was several weeks after that incident. At first, everyone had been too shocked that he did something like that. Even Bulma was too shaken to say anything. Goten and his other friends had seemed slightly uncomfortable around him since then, and Bra kept staring at him. All these thing had begun to annoy him but he shook it off for the most part.
His mind was usually too filled with other things to care anyways. Not only did he have to learn Saiya-go, but there were all other sorts of customs and stuff he had to learn about the culture because he was the prince now.
At first he thought that the royalty on Vejita-sei was like on earth. Sat around all day on a throne and ordered people around. He soon realized how ridiculous that idea was. With the Saiyan need to fight, there was no way anything like that would happen. Basically, besides taking lessons and stuff, they trained all day.
Trunks was in his room, still sleeping. Then his mom came in to wake him. She flicked the light on and shook him awake.
Trunks groaned, "Kaasan, could you please shut off that light?"
"Come on you. It's time to wake up." She got up and walked over to his closet, taking out his clothes. Trunks, not wanting to get up, put the pillow on top of his head and shut his eyes.
Bulma walked over and pulled his covers off. (Trunks was wearing boxers ~_^)
"Kaasan!"
"Up. Now."
Trunks sat up and yawned. "You know, most kids ask for a car when they turn sixteen. Instead, I get a planet."
Bulma laughed, "Oh it's not that bad."
"So your saying you enjoy getting up early?"
"Well....actually," she admitted," I do hate that. And that some of these people are so rude."
"Actually Kaasan, I think a lot of those guys are afraid of you."
She put on an innocent face and voice, "Who? Me? The weak little human? I wonder why." They laughed.
"How do you really like it here Kaasan?" She thought.
"Well, I suppose it isn't too bad. I've gotten a lot stronger since getting here. The gravity doesn't bother me much anymore. I do miss our old home though. Earth was so beautiful. And no one had tails." She visibly shook.
"Well, I want to go home," said a voice from the door. They turned to see Bra.
"Konichiwa Bra-chan," said Trunks.
"What's wrong Bra-chan?" asked Bulma.
"I wanna go home," she repeated.
Vegeta walked past at this moment. He didn't say anything to Bra. Instead he told Trunks, "Get up and eat breakfast. Be in the training room in half an hour. I'll be waiting." Trunks nodded and Vegeta left.
"Guess you'd better get going," said Bulma. Trunks nodded and left to get dressed.
~~~
Sweat was streaming down his face. The gravity had been juiced up to 500 times the planets gravity. Him and his dad had been at it for over six hours now. They weren't fighting each other though. Instead, they were battling simulator robots. Bulma had shown them how to increase the gravity in chambers and they had immediately began building gravity machines everywhere.
Trunks slammed into another of the mechanical trainers. It broke in two and exploded, destroying another battler.
An alarm went off, warning the two that the gravity would be shutting down soon. They steadied themselves so the change of gravity wouldn't knock them against the ceiling. After it was shut down, The Vejita stepped in as Trunks and his father landed on the ground.
"Vegeta," said the elder," Five more Saiyans have been brought in. One is pure and the rest are mixed."
"Mixed with what?" Vegeta asked, annoyed that his training had been interuppted.
"Sugarian. They are from a planet called Surgarai."
Vegeta "humphed". "We have to see them I suppose? Fine. Come on Vegeta," he said to Trunks.
Trunks followed, although reluctantly. He'd been though this before. All he did was stand there while they talked though translator chips. He didn't see why they needed to waste their time meeting every Saiyan that they found. He would have been much happier training.
They reached the entry hall to meet the group of arrivals. They looked like Saiyans well enough. They even had tails. But there eyes, whites and all, were solid colors. The tallest, however, had normal eyes. He was obviously the pure Saiyan.
There was also four kids. Two looked to be about Bra and Pan's age. He could tell they were twins by how much they looked alike. Both were boys and had the exact same facial structure, brown hair in spikes like the oldest one, (probably their father) and pure lime green eyes. There was one about Marron's age. Trunks couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl, but it had short red hair and baby blue eyes. The oldest was about his age. It was a she and she stood out very much from the others. She had shoulder length jet-black hair and steel gray eyes. 'She doesn't look too happy', thought Trunks. He shook his head, then again, not many of he children were happy to come here.
Both Vegetas assessed them. Vejita mentioned how the pure one had been a member of the Saiyan Elite. Vegeta nodded, remembering. He said he'd be returned to his former position as an Elite fighter.
"So?" asked his father," Are these brats yours?"
The guy nodded, "Yes sir." His father began to say something when one of the twins began to fight with the other. The red haired one joined in and the girl just watched in amusement.
Trunks, seeing his father getting annoyed, knew this would be trouble. It wouldn't take much for him to just blast them on the spot. He'd done it before to one woman who didn't want to shut up. He didn't kill her but she was knocked out for at least a week.
Trunks leaned over to him and said, "Since he's gonna be an Elite, why don't I just take his kids to one of the rooms so you can get this thing over with?" He knew that all Elites stayed in a special section of the palace and he knew where the rooms were, usually being the one to drop the Elites at their dorms anyway.
"Fine," he said,"Vegeta, take the brats to one of the rooms." Trunks sighed. Since becoming prince, everyone called him Vegeta except for his mom, Bra, and his friends and it had begun to get annoying.
"Follow him," said their father,"And be respectful or I'll give you all lashes."
The kids stopped fighting immediately. They followed Trunks as he lead them down a corridor to the Elite quarters.
They seemed impressed at the decor of the palace. They stared at the sparkling gold lining the doorways and the soft, dark velvet on the walls.
They turned down another hall and saw hundreds and hundreds of doors, leading to the rooms of Elites. As the group approached one door, Trunks opened it and led them inside.
"You should be comfortable in this room," he said. The four looked around the room in awe of their surroundings.
"Hey Geia," said one of the twins," this place is awesome, ne?"
The other nodded," What do you think Ed-girl?"
The red haired one said (in a girl voice),
"It's cool!"
Trunks looked at the oldest girl. "What planet are you from? They said Surgarai."
"Yeah," she nodded, her voice cold and emotionless," Surgarai." When she said nothing else, he asked,
"What's your name?"
"Lurasia."
The twins came over. "I'm Pangeia. But people call me Geia."
"And I'm Gondwanaland. But people call me Gwon."
"And I'm Eddy! But people call me Ed-girl!" said the red head.
Lurasia scowled, "Didn't you hear Otousan? Your supposed to be respectful! Not acting like kids!"
Trunks blushed slightly. "Hey, it's okay. Really."
"Oh, so I suppose your not gonna try to get us in trouble with our father?"
"No!" he said,"I wouldn't do that." She stared at him, untrusting. "If I wanted you in trouble I would have left you with my father."
"What do ya mean?" said Gwon.
"What would he have done to us?" asked Ed.
"Probably blast you through the door. It wouldn't be the first time he's done something like that."
"Well, I think that's very rude," said Geia.
"This is all rude!" said Lurasia. She turned to Trunks. "Look pal, I don't want to be here. I want to go home to Kaasan! She's the only one who cares about us. All Otousan ever talked about was being Saiyan and fighting and shit! Well I'm tired of it all. I don't want to be Saiyan and I don't care at all for being on planet Veijita-sei!"
Trunks looked at her sympathetically, "I'm sorry if you don't like it here. But I don't make the rules. If they want to group all the Saiyans I can't stop them."
Angry, she yelled, "Don't give me that! You supposed to be a Prince, right?"
"Yeah, bu-"
"Then you should be able to change some things around here!"
Trunks was beginning to get mad. "Look! It's not that simple! Don't tell me what I should and shouldn't be able to do!"
"Yeah well-"
"Stop it Lurasia," said Ed," Don't make him mad! Your right. Remember what Tousan said?"
Lurasia sighed, trying to calm down. "Your right. Anyway, gomen. I apologize sir. I just feel a little weird here. "
Trunks also calmed himself. "It's okay. I'm sorry too."
She stared, surprised. "What's wrong with you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Otousan said the Saiyan royalty was bad tempered and rude and cared about absolutely nothing but themselves," she said, confused.
Trunks laughed, "It depends on which Saiyan you talk to. My Otousan's kinda like that."
She snorted, "Yeah I noticed."
He shrugged. "Well, I gotta go. Maybe I'll see you around the palace sometime."
"Okay, sayonara."
"Sayonara," he said.
"Ja Matte!" yelled the others as Trunks turned and left.
A/N: Yayness! I new chapter! Review if you liked it, review if you didn't! I don't care which it is! I'll probably post again soon, so be looking! Ja! (BTW: This is NOT a romance fic. Just in case you were wondering...)