The Sixth Part
By Black Beyond
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The Sixth Part! And it's not late! Let's all put our hands (or paws) in the air and cheer! WOOHOO! Yeah! Okay, this is interesting, really. Even I didn't expect this to happen, so I'm sure you'll like it.
Disclaimer: The DBZ guys and gals aren't mine. But Lena is. Lena is mine. The plot is mine. Steal and die. I'm sure your name would make a pretty edition to the Black List. People e-mailing you, filling your inbox with hate mail... BRAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I think that's threat enough. Nope, it's not.
I will have my beloved Lena-chan kick your ass. How about that?
Enough with the threats. Anyways, I hope you enjoy my story, yatta yatta, ignore whatever was said above, etc. Flames, comments, complaints, and death threats go to black_beyond@hotmail.com
Don't hurt me... *whimpers*
This is rated 'R' for strong language (blame Lena) and suggestive behavior (BAD GOTENKS!) and of course the usual dose of weird. I don't want any mommies flaming me for mentally damaging their children, so if you can't handle it, back out! *growls* Got flamed last time for bad language, and even after I purposely labeled it 'R'. Really, people. If you can't handle cursing, why are you in the DBZ section, anyway?
Oh yeah. This is not intended to bash the incredibly cute and hunky Gotenks in any way. But I had to have a crazy character... and he seemed to be the perfect canadite! Er, I know this is kind of short, but I'm almost done with the next part. So...
STOP LISTENING TO ME BABBLE AND READ IT ALREADY!
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Regret? Naw. I don't regret it. I like being part of an army. But they're not going to like it one bit. Not one bit.
Lena's face was composed into the trademark saiya-jin scowl as she closed the blinds and the curtains in her room.
Not one ounce of moonlight was in the room. Just the way she liked it. She turned on the small lamp beside the bed, which cast only the slightest bit of light through the room, just enough so that her saiya-jin eyes could see well enough so that she didn't trip all over the place. ]
She changed out of her black uniform into a blue button-up shirt and a pair of shorts. She hated nightgowns, and never wore them.
But they seemed kind of evil.
Sure, I'm a little evil myself, but murdering people has never been a highlight.
It's an army-- doesn't mean they're heartless.
Male warriors will do anything to prove themselves.
You're talking to yourself.
So?
She sighed, tracing her finger over the flawless threads of the uniform. So simple. Just a piece of clothing.
She threw it across the room, and fell onto the bed, burying her face in her pillow.
"Lena, are you awake?" Bulma asked, opening the door.
"I just got up here. It's not like I've had time to fall asleep." Lena muttered back. "Whatcha want, Bulma-san?"
"You seemed preoccupied. Is something wrong?" Bulm asked, stepping inside and closing the door.
"What ever could be wrong?" Lena replied sarcasticly.
"You tell me."
"I hate that reply. Whenever I said that, she'd always say that."
"She?"
"My earth mom."
"Oh."
"Nothin's wrong, Bulma. Just a little tired." Lena said softly.
Nothing's wrong. I've just made a promise with the leader of a very impressive army that I'd consider fighting for him, sure. Just as long as he left Earth alone.
But you did tell him Earth was off limits. And he did promise.
The guy sounded like a snake. How well could he possibly keep his word?
"If you're sure. Good-night." Bulma slipped bakc out again, shutting the door softly.
Lena pulled the pillow on top of her head and pulled the quilts over her, and slowly dirfted into a troubled sleep.
She was awoken some time later by a low, whispering sound.
She awoke immediatly, but gave no indictation she had.
"Man, I wonder what happened to her, Trunks. She never sleeps while she staying the night here. she says it's too confining"
"I don't know."
She nearly growled aloud when she recognized the two voices. Those two had snuck into her room.
Jerks.
"Hey, here's that uniform she was wearing eariler." Trunks whispered. "I've never seen anything like this before." \
"Where do you think she got it?"
"Dunno."
Lena all but jumped up and blasted them.
What the bloody hell do they think they're doing?!
She rolled over in her 'sleep' and opened her eyes just enough to look at them through her eyelashes.
They were now standing beside her bed, staring at her.
"Maybe she was attacked?"
"Are you kidding? We'd know if she was attacked." Trunks whispered. "Half of Osaka would be gone and she'd be scratched up and bleeding to death, but yelling about how we should throw a party because another of the earth's scum was gone."
Goten chuckled.
"Well, then, what could it be?"
"Maybe she's just pissed at us."
"That is probable." \
"Very." Trunks replied. "You know, she looks almost kind in her sleep."
"Freaky, huh?"
"Yeah. Even Dad smiles once in a while... but not her." Trunks raised an eyebrow.
Lena searched her mind for a plan... and found one. A very evil, very sadistic, very old, plan.
She reached up and pulled Trunks down, hugging him like a teddy bear.
He was half-on, half-off the bed, while Goten was muffling shrieks of laughter. Lena had to fight off giggles herself.
Nicole had done this to her once, and Lena remembered how hopeless and embarassing the situation was.
Heh heh heh, I'm evil.
"Remember what I said about kind?" Trunks mumbled, searching for a way to release himself from Lena's death grip. "Forget it. She's just as sadistic as ever."
And I call you my boyfriend.
"Gotta get a camera..." Goten gasped.
"You do and you'll die." Trunks muttered.
If Goten gets a picture of this, nothing is gonna save his ass.
"Had enough?" Trunks started in shock as Lena opened her golden eyes to stare into his.
"You're awake?" Goten and Trunks asked at the same time, as Lena let go of Trunks.
"Yes, and very pissed at both of you. What the fuck are you doing in here?" She yelled at them.
"Shh! Keep it down! Dad's a light sleeper!" Trunks pleaded in a whisper.
"Answer me." She said, in a slightly lower tone.
"We were worried." Goten said.
"Yeah, when you have to stay in the house, you hate it."
"But this time, you came up here and just went to sleep."
"And we thought something might be wrong--"
"Because Bulma was really worried." Goten finished.
Lena stared at them.
They were actually worried about me?
Trunks bit his lip and Goten whimpered as she sat up, her face something inbetween surprise and anger. She looked at both of them for a few seconds. They were still dressed in jeans and t-shirts.
"How long have I been asleep?" Her voice was clipped and emotionless.
"About two hours."
Lena nodded. She usually only slept for about an hour at a time, waking up almost instictivly.
They must have zapped a little of my energy without my noticing. To study me further. Those creeps.
"Why were you worried?"
"Well... you're acting weird... and you came home in that freaky uniform instead of your clothes, and--"
Goten cut Trunks off.
"You forgot it was a full moon, and you've never done that before. Not a single time, out of seven full moons."
Trunks nodded in agreement.
Lena whinced. She knew that forgetting was a bad thing. The saiya-jin had an internal clock and it was very hard to mess with, and they both knew that.
"Tell us what happened." Trunks said softly.
Lena flinched.
"Out. Nothing is wrong. Scam. Vamoose. Or I scream. And although Vegeta's strange, he does have morals!" She said quietly.
Goten was at the door in a flash, as was Trunks, but Lena had another idea.
"Wait a second." She said, standing up. "You know, As long as I've been here, I've heard everyone talk about Gotenks, but I've yet to see him."
Trunks stared at her, and Goten smirked.
"No you don't." They said at the same time.
Lena smiled.
"If you don't tell me what Gotenks is, then I'll transform. I know how to make artificial moonlight too."
Goten shrugged, and Trunks cleared his throat nervously.
"Gotenks is the fusion of me and Goten."
Lena frowned.
"Scary."
"No kidding. He's the freakiest warrior. Not to mention the boldest, rashest, craziest--"
Goten was cut off.
"Can I see?"
"NO!"
"Why not?"
"Because... well..." Trunks flushed and Goten grinned.
"Because Machoman here thinks Gotenks might loose control."
Lena giggled.
"Aw, surely you guys are stronger than that."
"We-ell..."
"Let's do it!" Goten shouted. Trunks sighed, throwing his arms in the air as they both went SSJ.
Trunks put on hand on Goten's shoulder, and they both closed their eyes, and began to glow brightly-- to bright to see--
Lena turned away, sheilding her eyes.
This is crazy, she thought. But then again, so am I, and so are they, so--
"AND GOTENKS IS IN THE HOUSE!"
If possible, Lena would have jumped out of her skin. The voice was loud, extremely loud, and was composed of Goten and Trunks, a freaky combination.
She turned to see...
Her jaw dropped.
"Heyya, Doll." Gotenks drawed, sashaying up to her and laying a bold arm around her waist.
And there was a loud 'whack' sound, and Gotenks found himself on the otherside of the room, the beginnings of a bruise on his face.
"Don't touch me," she growled.
And promptly found herself up against her own wall, a pair of lips trying to claim her own.
And the 'whack' sound came again.
"WHAT THE *FUCK* ARE YOU TRYING TO DO!?!?" Lena screamed in a whisper, remembering Vegeta.
"Trying to go for the above mentioned activity." Gotenks had a little difficulty dodging her ki blast. "After all, According to Trunksies, the more 'serious' side of your's truely, you've not done anything more than," he paused for a second. "Make out."
"Damn right, you sick, twisted..." She started, but trailed off.
She picked up her uniform and disappeared into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she appeared, wearing it.
"I'm leaving."
"You can't!" In a moment of panic, Trunks and Goten became two again. Goten stared at Lena, then at Trunks, and began giggling.
Giggling.
"Lena, it's a full moon outside. You've still got a tail. You can't leave... and take that uniform off, it's giving me the heebie jeebies. Com'on, Lena. I'm sorry. We tried to warn you Gotenks was out of control."
Lena stared at him, and gave Goten a long, hard look.
"Out, Buddy boy. Me and Trunks are going to have a looooong talk." She glared at her boyfriend as Goten edged out of the room nervously.
Lena turned away from Trunks and stared at the heavy curtains covering the windows of her room.
"You know how much it hurts?" She asked softly
"What?"
"I'm addicted to the moonlight, Trunks. I always have been. My name is Selena, and I was born, or at least my mother told me, on a new moon. I've always loved staring at the full moon, and now I can't. Do you know how much it hurts? And this... this tail..."
"Why don't you cut it off?"
Lena spun around to glare at him.
"I like it. Besides, in a few minutes, you're going to be very glad I have it..." She moved towards him, and he leaned down to kiss her...
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Cliffhanger in the worst way! Hehe, I'm evil. This part was written over writer's block, so don't be too harsh, please.
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