A/N : An update already? Yep! Aren't you glad? Guess it's cuz I'm in a
good mood. This past Monday was my B-day. *insert much happiness* I am now
15! YAY! ^_^ and I found the Geometry book I lost. (Good thing too. I
don't have 50 dollars to spend on buying a new one.)
Disclaimer : Well as much as I wanted it, I didn't get the rights to DBZ for my birthday. *sigh* Oh well, guess it means I still have to write disclaimers. I don't own DBZ. Too bad.
Dictionary:
Gomen Nasai - I'm sorry
-sei - suffix indicating the root word is a place
-go - suffix indicating the root word is a laguage
Tenkaichi Budokai - The World Martial Arts Tornament
CHAPTER 15: Srehtor bd oolb means Best Friends!! Trunks and Goten!!
Trunks looked out the window and sighed. Macah, an old and aging Saiyan, was torturing him and Bra on Saiya-go. He felt completely bored at this moment. Not that he wasn't always bored during these lessons. Why did he need to know all this stuff about rituals and such? He supposed for the same reason he had to on Earth. Of course, he hadn't liked it on Earth either. But he thought at least on Vejita-sei they wouldn't care about such things. Well, he thought wrong.
"Vegeta!"
Trunks snapped out of his thinking to face a very angry Macah. Old or not, his stare was still intimidating.
"Gomen," he said," Did you need something?" Macah began to get a little red.
"Can you tell me what "Eno rht eht wo rhtre voot" means?" Trunks thought.
"Um...."
"It means ," interrupted Bra," to over throw the throne."
"At least someone listens to me," said Macah. Bra beamed.
"Nerd," muttered Trunks under his breath.
"You could learn something from you sister you know," said Macah, "Life isn't just fighting and killing, even for a Saiyan."
Trunks 'humphed' under his breath.
"Now, directly translated, Bra your right. But when someone actually does this, we use a specific name for it. It has no human translation. Do either of you know what it is?" Trunks had heard his dad talk about it before. Now if he could only remember what it was called...
"Noitulover?" he guessed. Macah stared.
"Actually, that's right," he said," Now what can you tell me about it?" Trunks shrugged. Bra laughed as Macah sighed once again, seemingly trying to keep his temper.
"Fine, even though I was just explaining this, I'll try again. A Noitulover is when a family of Saiyans feel they have more power or are stronger that the royal family. They challenge them and have a "Tab Moclat Om " or as you would say in human, "Mortal Combat." First, one of the challenger's offspring has to defeat the prince. If they defeat him, then they are allowed to fight the king. If they beat them both, then they take the throne and the old family is executed. If the challengers lose, then their entire family must die."
"Who would be stupid enough to try that?" asked Trunks," If everyone knows the King and Prince are the strongest warriors in the universe, then who would be stupid enough to risk it?"
"Many Saiyans do try it," said Macah," How do you think your family became royalty? About one thousand years ago, your ancestors won their place to be royalty by spawning a Super Saiyan."
Trunks gained interest at hearing this.
"Wait, you mean the legendary Super Saiyan? The one dad's always taking about?" Macah nodded. 'Well that explains a lot,' Trunks thought, 'No wonder he was always going on about becoming a Super Saiyan and that Goku had no right to be one. He was a prince because his ancestor a thousand years ago was the first Super Saiyan. And if Goku was stronger than him, that would mean that he had the ability to over throw us. But first he'd have to have Gohan or Goten defeat me and that's why he's always going on about how I have to be stronger than them!' Macah continued,
"Since then, others have tried to take the dynasty down, but all have failed. You come from a very strong bloodline. It's lasted longer than any other dynasty." Trunks felt a swell of pride at that.
"Well, that's it for the day," Macah said," It's time for you to go back to your rooms. "
~~~
Trunks and Bra were in his room later that night.
"Do you think Goku-san could over throw us?" asked him. It seems she had realized the same thing he had.
"Why would he do that Bra-chan?"
"Well," she said," I heard that Goku is stronger than Tousan sometimes..."
"Don't talk like that!" said Trunks," No one can defeat Otousan! Even if he could, you heard Macah, Gohan or Goten would have to beat me in battle. And I'd never let that happen. Besides, why would they?"
"Because you and Goten had that fight. What if Goten wanted to get even with you?"
"He wouldn't do that Bra!" said Trunks," He's too soft to think of killing me. Goten isn't that mad."
"Then why don't you two make up! Don't you miss hanging out with him?"
"Who? Me?" Trunks asked. Of course he did. He missed having someone to talk to. Who, even if he didn't quite understand what he was going through, would still at least listen. However, his pride had grown too much to let himself admit that.
"Not really," he said instead," If he apologizes first, I guess I'll forgive him."
"Your lying," said Bra," Just admit it. I won't tell anyone!"
"Why does it matter so much to you?" he said," Since when do you care if me and Goten are friends or not?"
"Because," she said,"It's just so weird. You two have always been friends. srehtor bd oolb, in Saiya-go, means more than even that. You were. Now...you don't even talk anymore..." She looked like the thought would bring her to tears.
"Don't get so upset over it. I don't see why I was ever his friend anyway and I don't want to talk about him. Just got to bed."
Silently, she scooted off his bed. As she left out the door, she turned,
"I thought if any two people could stay friends forever....it would be you two..." she said as she left, leaving Trunks glaring at the closed door.
"Oh yeah?, "he yelled after her, "Well you thought wrong!" Still angry, he punched his fist into the wall, although it didn't break though. Here they were used to people of his strength so things were made stronger than on Earth. Muttering curses, he decided to get ready for bed.
~~~
Trunks rolled over in his bed later that night. He couldn't sleep. When he finally did, only dreams of Goten and him as kids, running around causing trouble at the Tenkaichi Budokai, flashed through his mind.
Then of when they older and would play pranks on their boring algebra teacher, Mr. Bachelder. After accomplishing all of the basics, like the whoopee cushion and the frog in the desk, or the worm apple and water bucket on the door, they'd advanced to more 'mature' pranks. Like when they'd made explosive chalk in science class, then replaced all his chalk with it. The class was in hysterics when his chalk blew up into white dust when he pressed it to the black board.
Now he was lying awake, wondering if Goten was missing him as much as he missed Goten. Bra's words came back to him,
'You two have always been friends.'
' I thought if two people could stay friends forever...'
' You know you miss him'
' ....it would be you two....'
He sighed heavily. He stood out of bed and flicked on the bathroom lights. He took a good long look at himself in the mirror. He could recall how short tempered he'd been with Goten. How he'd began to feel more pride and arrogance about himself. About his place in this society. He felt ashamed now.
He'd never held his birthright as a prince above Goten before. Now he had and look where it got him.
'What have I become?' he thought. His eyes traced over his short spiked hair, that was now growing out a bit longer again. But even though it was growing out, it was still pure black down to the roots. He stared straight into his dark, onyx eyes. He couldn't figure out just how they made his eyes change color. They didn't use contacts, so what was it? He scowled at himself, for the first time really hating his new appearance. The person staring back at him wasn't Trunks. It was...it was..
His mouth dropped in realization. It was Vegeta! His father. The man he'd hated less than two months ago. The man he'd despised. Right down to every crease of the scowl on his face.
'How...' he thought,' how could I've become....him...?'
He knew what he had to do. Quietly, he slipped out his window into the dark night sky of Vejita-sei. As he flew, he felt a very familiar ki, also in the sky. It didn't take long for him to realize who the ki belonged to. Goten.
Without talking, they both landed in a cleared out desert land. Which was basically what the whole planet's landscape was. They faced each other in the light of the almost full moon.
"Trunks-kun, " he said, walking closer," I think this is childish to keep this up. So I-"
"No Goten," Trunks said firmly," I need to say this. Look. I know I've been a bit bigheaded lately...and...I apologize. Gomen nasai. I just...well.. things have been weird lately and I've been real stressed and I didn't mean to take it out on you."
"I apologize too Trunks. Gomen nasai. I guess I've been more of a pain than I usually am. But I was feeling jealous. I know that's not right."
They said nothing for a minute, just staring at each other in the awkward silence as the soft breeze blew around them. Spontaneously, they embraced each other, as brothers. Throwing away all titles, all differences, all that had come between them the past weeks.
Pulling apart, they quickly looked around to make sure no one had seen that.
"So," asked Trunks," Now what?"
Goten beamed, "Let's go over to my house. We can sleep there."
Nodding, they laughed as they flew off into the distance, once again, best friends. Srehtor bd oolb.
A/N: Not much to say down here. Gimme a birthday present by reviewing! Please?
Disclaimer : Well as much as I wanted it, I didn't get the rights to DBZ for my birthday. *sigh* Oh well, guess it means I still have to write disclaimers. I don't own DBZ. Too bad.
Dictionary:
Gomen Nasai - I'm sorry
-sei - suffix indicating the root word is a place
-go - suffix indicating the root word is a laguage
Tenkaichi Budokai - The World Martial Arts Tornament
CHAPTER 15: Srehtor bd oolb means Best Friends!! Trunks and Goten!!
Trunks looked out the window and sighed. Macah, an old and aging Saiyan, was torturing him and Bra on Saiya-go. He felt completely bored at this moment. Not that he wasn't always bored during these lessons. Why did he need to know all this stuff about rituals and such? He supposed for the same reason he had to on Earth. Of course, he hadn't liked it on Earth either. But he thought at least on Vejita-sei they wouldn't care about such things. Well, he thought wrong.
"Vegeta!"
Trunks snapped out of his thinking to face a very angry Macah. Old or not, his stare was still intimidating.
"Gomen," he said," Did you need something?" Macah began to get a little red.
"Can you tell me what "Eno rht eht wo rhtre voot" means?" Trunks thought.
"Um...."
"It means ," interrupted Bra," to over throw the throne."
"At least someone listens to me," said Macah. Bra beamed.
"Nerd," muttered Trunks under his breath.
"You could learn something from you sister you know," said Macah, "Life isn't just fighting and killing, even for a Saiyan."
Trunks 'humphed' under his breath.
"Now, directly translated, Bra your right. But when someone actually does this, we use a specific name for it. It has no human translation. Do either of you know what it is?" Trunks had heard his dad talk about it before. Now if he could only remember what it was called...
"Noitulover?" he guessed. Macah stared.
"Actually, that's right," he said," Now what can you tell me about it?" Trunks shrugged. Bra laughed as Macah sighed once again, seemingly trying to keep his temper.
"Fine, even though I was just explaining this, I'll try again. A Noitulover is when a family of Saiyans feel they have more power or are stronger that the royal family. They challenge them and have a "Tab Moclat Om " or as you would say in human, "Mortal Combat." First, one of the challenger's offspring has to defeat the prince. If they defeat him, then they are allowed to fight the king. If they beat them both, then they take the throne and the old family is executed. If the challengers lose, then their entire family must die."
"Who would be stupid enough to try that?" asked Trunks," If everyone knows the King and Prince are the strongest warriors in the universe, then who would be stupid enough to risk it?"
"Many Saiyans do try it," said Macah," How do you think your family became royalty? About one thousand years ago, your ancestors won their place to be royalty by spawning a Super Saiyan."
Trunks gained interest at hearing this.
"Wait, you mean the legendary Super Saiyan? The one dad's always taking about?" Macah nodded. 'Well that explains a lot,' Trunks thought, 'No wonder he was always going on about becoming a Super Saiyan and that Goku had no right to be one. He was a prince because his ancestor a thousand years ago was the first Super Saiyan. And if Goku was stronger than him, that would mean that he had the ability to over throw us. But first he'd have to have Gohan or Goten defeat me and that's why he's always going on about how I have to be stronger than them!' Macah continued,
"Since then, others have tried to take the dynasty down, but all have failed. You come from a very strong bloodline. It's lasted longer than any other dynasty." Trunks felt a swell of pride at that.
"Well, that's it for the day," Macah said," It's time for you to go back to your rooms. "
~~~
Trunks and Bra were in his room later that night.
"Do you think Goku-san could over throw us?" asked him. It seems she had realized the same thing he had.
"Why would he do that Bra-chan?"
"Well," she said," I heard that Goku is stronger than Tousan sometimes..."
"Don't talk like that!" said Trunks," No one can defeat Otousan! Even if he could, you heard Macah, Gohan or Goten would have to beat me in battle. And I'd never let that happen. Besides, why would they?"
"Because you and Goten had that fight. What if Goten wanted to get even with you?"
"He wouldn't do that Bra!" said Trunks," He's too soft to think of killing me. Goten isn't that mad."
"Then why don't you two make up! Don't you miss hanging out with him?"
"Who? Me?" Trunks asked. Of course he did. He missed having someone to talk to. Who, even if he didn't quite understand what he was going through, would still at least listen. However, his pride had grown too much to let himself admit that.
"Not really," he said instead," If he apologizes first, I guess I'll forgive him."
"Your lying," said Bra," Just admit it. I won't tell anyone!"
"Why does it matter so much to you?" he said," Since when do you care if me and Goten are friends or not?"
"Because," she said,"It's just so weird. You two have always been friends. srehtor bd oolb, in Saiya-go, means more than even that. You were. Now...you don't even talk anymore..." She looked like the thought would bring her to tears.
"Don't get so upset over it. I don't see why I was ever his friend anyway and I don't want to talk about him. Just got to bed."
Silently, she scooted off his bed. As she left out the door, she turned,
"I thought if any two people could stay friends forever....it would be you two..." she said as she left, leaving Trunks glaring at the closed door.
"Oh yeah?, "he yelled after her, "Well you thought wrong!" Still angry, he punched his fist into the wall, although it didn't break though. Here they were used to people of his strength so things were made stronger than on Earth. Muttering curses, he decided to get ready for bed.
~~~
Trunks rolled over in his bed later that night. He couldn't sleep. When he finally did, only dreams of Goten and him as kids, running around causing trouble at the Tenkaichi Budokai, flashed through his mind.
Then of when they older and would play pranks on their boring algebra teacher, Mr. Bachelder. After accomplishing all of the basics, like the whoopee cushion and the frog in the desk, or the worm apple and water bucket on the door, they'd advanced to more 'mature' pranks. Like when they'd made explosive chalk in science class, then replaced all his chalk with it. The class was in hysterics when his chalk blew up into white dust when he pressed it to the black board.
Now he was lying awake, wondering if Goten was missing him as much as he missed Goten. Bra's words came back to him,
'You two have always been friends.'
' I thought if two people could stay friends forever...'
' You know you miss him'
' ....it would be you two....'
He sighed heavily. He stood out of bed and flicked on the bathroom lights. He took a good long look at himself in the mirror. He could recall how short tempered he'd been with Goten. How he'd began to feel more pride and arrogance about himself. About his place in this society. He felt ashamed now.
He'd never held his birthright as a prince above Goten before. Now he had and look where it got him.
'What have I become?' he thought. His eyes traced over his short spiked hair, that was now growing out a bit longer again. But even though it was growing out, it was still pure black down to the roots. He stared straight into his dark, onyx eyes. He couldn't figure out just how they made his eyes change color. They didn't use contacts, so what was it? He scowled at himself, for the first time really hating his new appearance. The person staring back at him wasn't Trunks. It was...it was..
His mouth dropped in realization. It was Vegeta! His father. The man he'd hated less than two months ago. The man he'd despised. Right down to every crease of the scowl on his face.
'How...' he thought,' how could I've become....him...?'
He knew what he had to do. Quietly, he slipped out his window into the dark night sky of Vejita-sei. As he flew, he felt a very familiar ki, also in the sky. It didn't take long for him to realize who the ki belonged to. Goten.
Without talking, they both landed in a cleared out desert land. Which was basically what the whole planet's landscape was. They faced each other in the light of the almost full moon.
"Trunks-kun, " he said, walking closer," I think this is childish to keep this up. So I-"
"No Goten," Trunks said firmly," I need to say this. Look. I know I've been a bit bigheaded lately...and...I apologize. Gomen nasai. I just...well.. things have been weird lately and I've been real stressed and I didn't mean to take it out on you."
"I apologize too Trunks. Gomen nasai. I guess I've been more of a pain than I usually am. But I was feeling jealous. I know that's not right."
They said nothing for a minute, just staring at each other in the awkward silence as the soft breeze blew around them. Spontaneously, they embraced each other, as brothers. Throwing away all titles, all differences, all that had come between them the past weeks.
Pulling apart, they quickly looked around to make sure no one had seen that.
"So," asked Trunks," Now what?"
Goten beamed, "Let's go over to my house. We can sleep there."
Nodding, they laughed as they flew off into the distance, once again, best friends. Srehtor bd oolb.
A/N: Not much to say down here. Gimme a birthday present by reviewing! Please?