Author's Note: Yeah, I know, I didn't put one of these on the first
chapter, so I'm making up for it here before the second chapter. I think
that I need to explain the relationship between the Saiyans and the Teiki
more...basically; they've been fighting for God-knows-how-long, and they hate
each other about as much as....hmmm. They hate each other about as much as
Vegeta hates Goku at the beginning of the Freeza Saga, times ten,
multiplied by Freeza's fourth form's power level. Yeah, that bad. So you
can imagine why Yukiko and Trunks hate each other. I was so worried that I
was gonna accidentally make him too OOC, but then I was like, 'wait a
second...he's been raised like a SAIYAN! He's gonna be a lot meaner than
usual!!' So if you thought he was a bit too OOC, that's why. ^^;; Anyways,
I hope you enjoy Chapter Two!!! ~.^
Chapter Two- Strange Occurrences
Yukiko fell to the ground, tasting her own blood inside of her mouth. It was a feeling that she'd only had once before, and she did not like it. At all. The Saiyan who'd thrown her down laughed, as did the others who'd gathered around to see the Teiki put in its place. She spat out the blood, which was a silvery-blue color, snapped her head around towards the Saiyan, and snarled. He feigned mock horror, causing the crowd to laugh even more. 'What're you gonna do, Teiki?' he taunted. 'Are you gonna try to HURT me?!' The rest howled with laughter. Yukiko got to her feet, eyes flashing with a fire that you'd never be able to get near her were it real. Clenching her fists, she started towards him, not knowing what she was doing. The next thing she knew, she was on top of him, giving him all she had in her, feeling rough hands on her arms, torso, and legs, trying to pull her away, hitting them back, being hit back, and not understanding what was happening. 'What is going on?' a familiar voice demanded. Yukiko felt the hands quickly letting go, and she fell straight to the ground. She didn't have enough strength to stand up. 'Prince!! What are you doing here?' the first Saiyan asked. Yukiko looked up, and there was Trunks looking- to put it bluntly- very pissed. 'I was about to ask you what you were doing. I do hope you know that this girl happens to belong to me.' The Saiyans started to look at each other nervously, not knowing what to do. Trunks gave them a look of mock surprise. 'You didn't know? Oh, alright then, I guess I won't inform my father-' and here he put quite a bit of emphasis on the word father '-that you were damaging royal property.' With that, he motioned to Yukiko, who got up as best she could, and left.
LATER... 'Why'd you do that?' Yukiko asked suddenly. Trunks looked at her. 'Do what? Oh, that. I don't know. I just....' he hesitated. 'I don't appreciate it when people try to take advantage of a situation like that, I guess.' There was an awkward moment between them. 'Well, anyways...thanks,' Yukiko said quickly, turning away, trying to keep him from seeing her face, which was red from blushing. Trunks turned to face her, only to find that her back was to him. He started to say something, but stopped. What was he thinking? What HAD he been thinking? He...just...didn't want his property damaged, yes, that was it.
But for some reason he had a hard time imagining Yukiko as his property- or even as a slave. She seemed...different...from the others.
Trunks didn't know what he was talking- really, thinking- about, but he best quit while he was ahead. It wouldn't do to think of her in any other way than as a slave. His slave. No matter how much he wanted to think of her otherwise.
Yukiko didn't understand why he'd done that. Could it possibly be that there was some good in this boy? No, no, no. That couldn't be it. He was a SAIYAN, after all, and the prince, at that! What in all of the seven Teiki hells would cause her to even remotely think that there could possibly be some shred of good in him?
And yet......he did save her. Like it or not, that's what he'd done. No matter how much her conscience screamed, wailed, and moaned at her, there was no way around the hard facts. But the reasoning as to why he'd saved her was an entirely different matter. Yukiko couldn't help but wonder- was it even a possibility to think that he might've done it on a more personal basis?
Yeah, right. Get over it, the logical Teiki side of her brain told her. Why would a Saiyan care for a Teiki? There was no way in all of the seven Teiki hells!!!
Are you so sure about that, though? The not-as-Teiki side argued. Anything's possible, as long as it's reasonable enough for this world.
That was the point- it WASN'T reasonable, and Yukiko knew it. But then again, some things that happened weren't reasonable. But could it ever end well for the love of a Saiyan and a Teiki?
Chapter Two- Strange Occurrences
Yukiko fell to the ground, tasting her own blood inside of her mouth. It was a feeling that she'd only had once before, and she did not like it. At all. The Saiyan who'd thrown her down laughed, as did the others who'd gathered around to see the Teiki put in its place. She spat out the blood, which was a silvery-blue color, snapped her head around towards the Saiyan, and snarled. He feigned mock horror, causing the crowd to laugh even more. 'What're you gonna do, Teiki?' he taunted. 'Are you gonna try to HURT me?!' The rest howled with laughter. Yukiko got to her feet, eyes flashing with a fire that you'd never be able to get near her were it real. Clenching her fists, she started towards him, not knowing what she was doing. The next thing she knew, she was on top of him, giving him all she had in her, feeling rough hands on her arms, torso, and legs, trying to pull her away, hitting them back, being hit back, and not understanding what was happening. 'What is going on?' a familiar voice demanded. Yukiko felt the hands quickly letting go, and she fell straight to the ground. She didn't have enough strength to stand up. 'Prince!! What are you doing here?' the first Saiyan asked. Yukiko looked up, and there was Trunks looking- to put it bluntly- very pissed. 'I was about to ask you what you were doing. I do hope you know that this girl happens to belong to me.' The Saiyans started to look at each other nervously, not knowing what to do. Trunks gave them a look of mock surprise. 'You didn't know? Oh, alright then, I guess I won't inform my father-' and here he put quite a bit of emphasis on the word father '-that you were damaging royal property.' With that, he motioned to Yukiko, who got up as best she could, and left.
LATER... 'Why'd you do that?' Yukiko asked suddenly. Trunks looked at her. 'Do what? Oh, that. I don't know. I just....' he hesitated. 'I don't appreciate it when people try to take advantage of a situation like that, I guess.' There was an awkward moment between them. 'Well, anyways...thanks,' Yukiko said quickly, turning away, trying to keep him from seeing her face, which was red from blushing. Trunks turned to face her, only to find that her back was to him. He started to say something, but stopped. What was he thinking? What HAD he been thinking? He...just...didn't want his property damaged, yes, that was it.
But for some reason he had a hard time imagining Yukiko as his property- or even as a slave. She seemed...different...from the others.
Trunks didn't know what he was talking- really, thinking- about, but he best quit while he was ahead. It wouldn't do to think of her in any other way than as a slave. His slave. No matter how much he wanted to think of her otherwise.
Yukiko didn't understand why he'd done that. Could it possibly be that there was some good in this boy? No, no, no. That couldn't be it. He was a SAIYAN, after all, and the prince, at that! What in all of the seven Teiki hells would cause her to even remotely think that there could possibly be some shred of good in him?
And yet......he did save her. Like it or not, that's what he'd done. No matter how much her conscience screamed, wailed, and moaned at her, there was no way around the hard facts. But the reasoning as to why he'd saved her was an entirely different matter. Yukiko couldn't help but wonder- was it even a possibility to think that he might've done it on a more personal basis?
Yeah, right. Get over it, the logical Teiki side of her brain told her. Why would a Saiyan care for a Teiki? There was no way in all of the seven Teiki hells!!!
Are you so sure about that, though? The not-as-Teiki side argued. Anything's possible, as long as it's reasonable enough for this world.
That was the point- it WASN'T reasonable, and Yukiko knew it. But then again, some things that happened weren't reasonable. But could it ever end well for the love of a Saiyan and a Teiki?
