Be Silent
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, just Nanaki.
Author's Note: Okay, this chapter MAY seem a little pointless, but it's basically to introduce Nanaki's personality a little more. It will also make more sense later on. Be patient with me, it's all for a purpose.
Chapter 3: Just a typical day
One year later, Nanaki still lived with the Briefs family down on Earth. With some questioning she had been able to remember her age, so it was known for sure that she was now five years old. And she was just as full of energy as ever.
"Aki! Give me that!" Trunks shouted as he ran down the hall.
"Gotta catch me first!" she yelled back. "I'm not scared of you!"
"You will be when I catch up to you!"
Aki just laughed and ran faster, until she was caught by Bulma. "Just where do you think you're going?" her adoptive mother asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No time to talk, gotta go!" Nanaki said as she struggled against Bulma's grip on her shirt.
"AKI! Give it!" Trunks demanded.
"Not until you let me read it!" she replied cheekily.
"Read what?" Bulma asked. Nanaki held up a folded piece of paper with Trunks' name written on the front. Her mother opened the paper and read what was inside. "You have a little girlfriend, Trunks? How cute!" she exclaimed.
"Let me read it Mom!" Aki begged, reaching her small hands up for the note.
"She's not my girlfriend!" Trunks pouted. "She follows me around at school. I was going to burn that before Aki took it away."
"I bet he's fibbing, he's got a little girlfriend. I bet he kisses her!" Nanaki teased. She began making kissing noises.
"No way! I'm nine years old, and girls are gross!" he said, making a twisted face.
"What's all the racket?!" Vegeta asked as he burst out of the Gravity Room. Trunks and Nanaki began talking at the same time, and Vegeta had to make them stop. "Woman, you tell me."
"They're just being kids," she scoffed. "Don't mind them. You two run off and play." Trunks slunk away to his room again, after publicly burning the offending note with a flash of ki. Nanaki, however, remained.
"Dad, let me come train with you," she asked as sweetly as she could manage.
"I'm not your father, brat," he muttered, but waved for her to follow him into the Gravity Room. She skipped along behind happily.
"What are you going to teach me today, Dad?" she asked as she wrapped her tail around her waist securely to protect it. "Will you ever teach me how to go Super Saiya-jin?"
"We're practicing your ki blasts today, brat," he answered, ignoring her second question.
"You're going to teach me Final Flash and Gallick Gun?!" Nanaki exclaimed.
"No, just ki blasts. Nothing extraordinary." Vegeta hit a few buttons on the control panel, and the gravity increased. "This is seventy times Earth's normal gravity," he said. Another few buttons released twelve drones into the air. "Hit each one with a ki blast. If you can get them all in five minutes or less, then you can fight me. If not, you're out." Aki nodded and settled into her favorite fighting stance.
Four and a half minutes later, twelve drones lay on the floor of the Gravity Room. Nanaki stood proudly over the last one knocked down, putting a large dent into it with her heel. "Good enough?" she asked.
"I suppose," Vegeta answered slowly. "But can you hit me? Try it." He got into a defensive posture and awaited her attempt.
When a few conventional blasts from her hands failed to hit him, Nanaki resorted to different tactics. With a little smirk, she spat a ball of ki straight at Vegeta's midsection, which he just barely managed to dodge. Next her hands and feet both took on a surreal glow. It seemed as though she was going to fire four blasts, but that wasn't her tactic at all. When she brought all four appendages together, a huge beam of ki was fired. But this was also evaded.
Nanaki paused, her feet planted firmly, her breath becoming ragged with her exertion. She wiped at her mouth with the back of her hand as she thought. Suddenly she grinned to herself. Vegeta smirked when he realized she had something up her sleeve and prepared himself once again.
Nanaki's hands glowed golden with ki. It seemed she would try a double attack. Suddenly something swung out from behind her, hitting Vegeta on his right arm. "What was that, girl?!" he exclaimed.
She turned around, proudly displaying her tail. She rolled the end into a circle to form a ring that filled with a ki sphere, and then flung it towards him. This time he dodged the small ki ball since he could see where it came from. "Like it? I made it up myself," Nanaki said proudly.
Vegeta grunted. "Well, you hit me. We're done. Run along, brat, I have serious training to do." He returned the gravity to normal and shoved her out into the hall, slamming the door behind her.
"Guess he didn't like it," she mused. "I wonder what Mom's making for dinner?" She ran off to the kitchen. "MOM! When are we going to eat?" she asked.
"Just a few minutes, Aki dear," Bulma answered.
"I'm hungry now!" Nanaki whined.
"Go get Trunks and Vegeta, and by the time you're finished with that dinner will be done," Bulma said, ushering her towards Trunks' room.
Nanaki started to protest, and then realized that Bulma was actually TELLING her to go to Trunks' room. With a smirk, she sauntered off, her tail swishing behind her saucily.
"Oh Tru-unks," she crooned ever-so-softly. When no reply came, she gave a feather-light tap on the door. 'Guess since he's not answering, I'll have to go on in,' she thought as an evil grin crept across her small features.
With a hard kick she sent the door flying open to bang against the wall with a noise heard halfway through the huge building. "TRUNKS, MOM SAYS TIME FOR DINNER!" Aki shouted at the top of her lungs. Trunks, who had been lounging on his bed, jumped so high he hit his head on the ceiling.
"DAMN you, WHY do you ALWAYS insist on DOING that?!" he shouted as he rubbed his head.
But his reply was wasted as she was out the door with his first word, shouting, "MOM! TRUNKS IS CUSSING AT ME AGAIN!"
"AM NOT!" he shouted in return, chasing after her.
Nanaki took a quick stop at the gravity room door, pounding hard on it. "DAD! DINNER!" she announced loudly before racing off again.
Vegeta emerged just moments later, wiping the sweat from his face with a towel. "I am not that brat's father," he muttered angrily, cursing that woman for putting such notions into the girl's head.
"Sit down and eat up!" Bulma said cheerily as she set out the food. "I know you're all hungry, as usual."
The meal proceeded like it did every night. The three Saiya-jin members ate so constantly that not a word was said. Then a cry of protest rang out. "MOM, AKI STOLE SOME OF MY FOOD!" Trunks exclaimed.
"Did not," she argued.
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Be quiet, brats!" Vegeta grunted.
"But Aki's a little bitch!" Trunks whined.
Bulma had had enough. "Trunks, that's twice in less than an hour! Go to your room!" she commanded. He slunk away, mumbling something under his breath. However, it didn't escape Nanaki's Saiya-jin hearing. She whispered something to Bulma, who turned beet red in anger. She chased after Trunks and dragged him by the ear to his room.
It was definitely a very typical day at the Briefs house.
~*~*~*~*~*~ Okay, gimme reviews now. Five of 'em and you get a new chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, just Nanaki.
Author's Note: Okay, this chapter MAY seem a little pointless, but it's basically to introduce Nanaki's personality a little more. It will also make more sense later on. Be patient with me, it's all for a purpose.
Chapter 3: Just a typical day
One year later, Nanaki still lived with the Briefs family down on Earth. With some questioning she had been able to remember her age, so it was known for sure that she was now five years old. And she was just as full of energy as ever.
"Aki! Give me that!" Trunks shouted as he ran down the hall.
"Gotta catch me first!" she yelled back. "I'm not scared of you!"
"You will be when I catch up to you!"
Aki just laughed and ran faster, until she was caught by Bulma. "Just where do you think you're going?" her adoptive mother asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No time to talk, gotta go!" Nanaki said as she struggled against Bulma's grip on her shirt.
"AKI! Give it!" Trunks demanded.
"Not until you let me read it!" she replied cheekily.
"Read what?" Bulma asked. Nanaki held up a folded piece of paper with Trunks' name written on the front. Her mother opened the paper and read what was inside. "You have a little girlfriend, Trunks? How cute!" she exclaimed.
"Let me read it Mom!" Aki begged, reaching her small hands up for the note.
"She's not my girlfriend!" Trunks pouted. "She follows me around at school. I was going to burn that before Aki took it away."
"I bet he's fibbing, he's got a little girlfriend. I bet he kisses her!" Nanaki teased. She began making kissing noises.
"No way! I'm nine years old, and girls are gross!" he said, making a twisted face.
"What's all the racket?!" Vegeta asked as he burst out of the Gravity Room. Trunks and Nanaki began talking at the same time, and Vegeta had to make them stop. "Woman, you tell me."
"They're just being kids," she scoffed. "Don't mind them. You two run off and play." Trunks slunk away to his room again, after publicly burning the offending note with a flash of ki. Nanaki, however, remained.
"Dad, let me come train with you," she asked as sweetly as she could manage.
"I'm not your father, brat," he muttered, but waved for her to follow him into the Gravity Room. She skipped along behind happily.
"What are you going to teach me today, Dad?" she asked as she wrapped her tail around her waist securely to protect it. "Will you ever teach me how to go Super Saiya-jin?"
"We're practicing your ki blasts today, brat," he answered, ignoring her second question.
"You're going to teach me Final Flash and Gallick Gun?!" Nanaki exclaimed.
"No, just ki blasts. Nothing extraordinary." Vegeta hit a few buttons on the control panel, and the gravity increased. "This is seventy times Earth's normal gravity," he said. Another few buttons released twelve drones into the air. "Hit each one with a ki blast. If you can get them all in five minutes or less, then you can fight me. If not, you're out." Aki nodded and settled into her favorite fighting stance.
Four and a half minutes later, twelve drones lay on the floor of the Gravity Room. Nanaki stood proudly over the last one knocked down, putting a large dent into it with her heel. "Good enough?" she asked.
"I suppose," Vegeta answered slowly. "But can you hit me? Try it." He got into a defensive posture and awaited her attempt.
When a few conventional blasts from her hands failed to hit him, Nanaki resorted to different tactics. With a little smirk, she spat a ball of ki straight at Vegeta's midsection, which he just barely managed to dodge. Next her hands and feet both took on a surreal glow. It seemed as though she was going to fire four blasts, but that wasn't her tactic at all. When she brought all four appendages together, a huge beam of ki was fired. But this was also evaded.
Nanaki paused, her feet planted firmly, her breath becoming ragged with her exertion. She wiped at her mouth with the back of her hand as she thought. Suddenly she grinned to herself. Vegeta smirked when he realized she had something up her sleeve and prepared himself once again.
Nanaki's hands glowed golden with ki. It seemed she would try a double attack. Suddenly something swung out from behind her, hitting Vegeta on his right arm. "What was that, girl?!" he exclaimed.
She turned around, proudly displaying her tail. She rolled the end into a circle to form a ring that filled with a ki sphere, and then flung it towards him. This time he dodged the small ki ball since he could see where it came from. "Like it? I made it up myself," Nanaki said proudly.
Vegeta grunted. "Well, you hit me. We're done. Run along, brat, I have serious training to do." He returned the gravity to normal and shoved her out into the hall, slamming the door behind her.
"Guess he didn't like it," she mused. "I wonder what Mom's making for dinner?" She ran off to the kitchen. "MOM! When are we going to eat?" she asked.
"Just a few minutes, Aki dear," Bulma answered.
"I'm hungry now!" Nanaki whined.
"Go get Trunks and Vegeta, and by the time you're finished with that dinner will be done," Bulma said, ushering her towards Trunks' room.
Nanaki started to protest, and then realized that Bulma was actually TELLING her to go to Trunks' room. With a smirk, she sauntered off, her tail swishing behind her saucily.
"Oh Tru-unks," she crooned ever-so-softly. When no reply came, she gave a feather-light tap on the door. 'Guess since he's not answering, I'll have to go on in,' she thought as an evil grin crept across her small features.
With a hard kick she sent the door flying open to bang against the wall with a noise heard halfway through the huge building. "TRUNKS, MOM SAYS TIME FOR DINNER!" Aki shouted at the top of her lungs. Trunks, who had been lounging on his bed, jumped so high he hit his head on the ceiling.
"DAMN you, WHY do you ALWAYS insist on DOING that?!" he shouted as he rubbed his head.
But his reply was wasted as she was out the door with his first word, shouting, "MOM! TRUNKS IS CUSSING AT ME AGAIN!"
"AM NOT!" he shouted in return, chasing after her.
Nanaki took a quick stop at the gravity room door, pounding hard on it. "DAD! DINNER!" she announced loudly before racing off again.
Vegeta emerged just moments later, wiping the sweat from his face with a towel. "I am not that brat's father," he muttered angrily, cursing that woman for putting such notions into the girl's head.
"Sit down and eat up!" Bulma said cheerily as she set out the food. "I know you're all hungry, as usual."
The meal proceeded like it did every night. The three Saiya-jin members ate so constantly that not a word was said. Then a cry of protest rang out. "MOM, AKI STOLE SOME OF MY FOOD!" Trunks exclaimed.
"Did not," she argued.
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Be quiet, brats!" Vegeta grunted.
"But Aki's a little bitch!" Trunks whined.
Bulma had had enough. "Trunks, that's twice in less than an hour! Go to your room!" she commanded. He slunk away, mumbling something under his breath. However, it didn't escape Nanaki's Saiya-jin hearing. She whispered something to Bulma, who turned beet red in anger. She chased after Trunks and dragged him by the ear to his room.
It was definitely a very typical day at the Briefs house.
~*~*~*~*~*~ Okay, gimme reviews now. Five of 'em and you get a new chapter.