DISCLAMIER: I DO NOT own either Dragon Ball Z, or Sailor Moon, and I have added this as proof I do not wish to claim either of them as my own works. Any Characters that may turn up throughout this fic that you do not recognise are mine.

Forever, For Always, For You

Author: Xolani

Chapter five: The fun begins

"Speaking" 'Thinking'Reading/writingsetting change POV [A/N]

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Usagi ran at full speed, her small legs taking her as far and fast as they could. In front of her, the bobbing head of Trunks's also ran at his fullest speed to get away from her, followed closely by Goten. "Come on you guys!" Her wanted yell coming out in a loud huff with her exhaling of air, "I've been it for ages! Can someone else please be it?"

"No, Usagi! You have to catch us first!"

Usagi glared at the back of Goten's laughing head. Her pace was slowing, and it wasn't before long that she had taken her final steps. A groan escaped her lips, and she bent over, her hands resting gently on her knees. It wasn't fair! She'd been it for ages! She had to get them somehow. Her sapphire blue eyes scanned across the ground, the sun reflecting a shimmer in them that showed excitement while looking for nothing in particular. A sly grin formed on her features, at the nothingness on the ground. "Oh my god, wow!" She yelled, dropping down to her knees.

Goten instantly stopped and turned around, his curiosity getting the better of him. "What is it, Usa?"

"It's so cute!" She exclaimed, ignoring her brother's question. She knew Goten just as well as he knew himself. 'Cute' was the perfect word to get his attention, because he loved all things that were cute. She didn't dare make eye contact with him; her evilly exposed grin would give her away for sure.

"What is it?" Usagi was shocked to discover the voice standing above her not belonging to Goten, but to Trunks. But she wasn't going to let that ruin her plans. Trunk's searched the grassy ground for whatever had caught her interests, "I don't—"

"TAG!" Usagi yelled, her hand making contact with his chest as she sprung to her feet and zoomed off in another direction as fast as she could.

Gohan lifted his head slightly from the table he sat at just in time to see the sneaky action of his sister. He watched with amusement as she flew off, not even daring to steal a glance from Trunks.

"Hey, Usagi, that wasn't fair!" Trunks yelled after the retreating silver haired child. "I'll get you back for that!" He set off at his fastest pace in hopes to catch her.

Goten ran forward to the place Usagi had previously been kneeling over with what he had thought was fascination. It had to be here somewhere…Usagi wouldn't lie. His eyes filled with disappointment, while meeting nothing. "Usa! I don't see anything cute! Where is it?!"

"There wasn't anything cute!" Trunks yelled over his shoulder, hot on Usagi's trail. He quickened his pace, he was so close now.

"But Usagi! Mum said never to tell a lie! You're in trouble now!" Goten's yell taunted playfully. Two could play it that way.

Usagi stopped suddenly, not catching the playfulness of his voice, "Goten! Uh-Oh!" She quickly dodged Trunks' extended hand that had only just missed colliding into her head. She ran off this time in the direction of Goten, Trunks still following her. "Oh please, Goten! You wouldn't tell on me…would you?"

Goten adopted a grin over his face, "I don't know, Usa…mum—"

Trunks' hand collided into his chest so suddenly he stumbled backwards slightly from the impact of it. "TAG! You're it Goten!"

Goten blinked, realising his mistake of standing his ground whilst playing tag. "What? Hey! Trunks! That wasn't fair! I wasn't ready!"

"You're not supposed to be ready! This game hasn't been fair from the start, Goten! I don't really think we should start playing fair now either." Trunks laughed, keeping his eye on the boy behind him.

"Meanie!"

ChiChi came out through the back door, with her blue haired best friend at her side. The two mothers watched their children sprint across the backyard, playing one of the worlds most popular games. It brought smiles to the aging faces of ChiChi and Bulma, just to watch their children having the time of their lives together.

"Come on you three!" Bulma called, her hand meeting the left side of her cheek to project her voice, "Play time is over! We want to get started on this now!"

The three children stopped the game instantly and ran over to ChiChi and Bulma, each wearing an excited grin that matched the child standing beside them.

"Okay then. I'm going to be training you three in the martial arts, and before we begin, I want you to be sure you fully understand what you're committing yourselves to. The next few years of training are going to be really tough. If you had some fantasy dream in your head that you'd come out of this unharmed or unscratched, I'm here to burst your bubble. You won't. It's going to be hard you three and we want you to know that if your training did ever get too intense for you, don't hesitate to tell someone. No one will think any less of you, and we'll all be very proud of you no matter what. Do you agree with what I'm saying?" ChiChi laid down the law, her beetle black orbs eyeing each child before her, demanding nothing less than their honesty.

"Yes" Three agreeing voices chimed, so excited they just wanted nothing more than to start right now.

"Alright then," A sigh forced its way through ChiChi's lips. "Today I think we should start of with something basic, so we'll start out with punching. And maybe if we have any extra time we could have a shot at defence."

"Is Gohan gonna be teaching us today, mamma?" Goten couldn't contain his question within himself any longer. His question attracted the attention of his older brother who still sat comfortably at the outside table, watching the lesson commence.

"Maybe a little later, Goten. He might help us with some defence." ChiChi answered, completely ignoring the looks of protest Gohan was sending in her direction. "Alright, so let's start this. Firstly, there are many various ways to punch, but we are focusing on the more important. I'm only going to be teaching you the right way. If Gohan wishes to teach you the called 'dirty' way, that's up to him. But when you're here with me, we do it my way. Okay?"

Three nodding heads met ChiChi's approval, a smile forcing itself over her expression once again. "Good. Now, I'd think we all know how to make a fist, so let's see you just do that to start out with."

Usagi looked down at her right hand, doing as her mother instructed. She balled her hand into a very tiny fist and held it up, "Hey, mamma! Is this right?"

Before ChiChi had a chance to even look up, Gohan's voice was answering the question for her, "Yes, but just bring your thumb out from inside your palm and place it under your fingers. Just like this, okay? You too Trunks." Gohan demonstrated the correct way for them to observe.

Usagi nodded and quickly perfected her fist like Gohan's. She glanced over at Trunk's who had also moved his thumb out of its hiding spot as she had done.

"Okay, very good Goten," ChiChi looked up from her son, quickly checking that her other two pupils had the right grips rather than the way she didn't want them learning. "Alright, we all got the right grips. Basically all you need to do now is extend your arm, push it forwards until it makes contact with its target. I want the front of your fist to be the part of your arm that makes the contact." She ran a finger along her fisted fingers in demonstration. "Who'd like to go first and show me what you've got?"

The trio of children exchanged confused looks, "You want us to punch you?" Trunks wasn't too sure about this idea, what if they ended up actually hurting her?

"Hey, that's the only way we can do things, Trunks. You have to practise on someone, don't you? And this way if we use me, I'll be able to know how much progression you're making and if you're doing it all right. It'll help a lot." ChiChi explained simply, "Do you want to go first then, Trunks?"

Trunks shrugged his shoulders high, "I guess." He stepped forwards, coming close enough to his new teacher so that he could land a punch on her. He waited for her nod of approval. He glanced over at his mother for a brief second, who flashed an encouraging smile to him before pushing his fist forwards until it made contact with ChiChi's arm. He noticed her flinch slightly from the impact of his punch, but it didn't appear that he had hurt her very much at all anyway.

"That was good for your first shot. Just next time, don't stop bringing your arm forwards when you make contact, keep it coming forwards until it is fully extended." ChiChi corrected his mistake. She had felt that punch to her arm, and it had left slight pain in her, but she ignored it easily. "Did you two catch that?" She called over to her twins that had both been watching in awe as Trunks threw his offending punch to their mother's arm. They nodded together, "Have one more go at it Trunks."

Nodding, the lavender haired boy pulled back his arm and pushed it forwards with force, this time not stopping when he made his contact. This time his punch felt stronger, and ChiChi had to try this time not to move backwards.

"Good. That was a really good effort Trunks. Okay come on Usa, you're next please." ChiChi called her only daughter forwards.

Usagi stepped forwards feeling rather awkward. Trunks had repositioned himself in his spot by Goten by the time Usagi had reached her mother. She clenched her hand back into a fist, ready to strike her. ChiChi noticed the hesitance in her daughter's eyes, "Don't worry Usa, just do it as hard as you can." Nodding, Usagi pushed her fist forwards as hard as she could, just as her mother had requested. She didn't stop like Trunks first attempt, but kept her arm moving forward as she had been told to do so.

ChiChi felt the impact from her punch and compared it to Trunks' punch. Hers wasn't as strong as his had been, and didn't add that much more pain to her arm than what was already there. "That was good, but I felt your hands slip from the fist, do you know why that could have happened?"

Usagi searched her fist for answers, until she finally came to a conclusion, "Is it because I had my thumb in my palm again?"

ChiChi nodded, "Very good. That's why what Gohan said is important, having it in there weakens your attack and there is a chance it can even get hurt in the process. So I want you to give it another try, only this time the way Gohan told you too."

Nodding, Usagi repeated the process, this time following her mother's newly given instructions. This time, when her fist hit, she felt it collide harder into her mothers arm than it had on her first shot. Like ChiChi had said, her thumb had felt the punch the first time. "That was so much better than the first one, Usagi!" ChiChi admitted, a smile leaking over her face, "Come on Goten, your turn."

Usagi walked back to Trunks, a small smile of satisfaction on her face. She passed Goten on her way down, and noticed he also had an awkward feeling towards punching their mother. Gohan stood with Trunks, watching the scenes unfold before him. "Well done Usa."

Usagi smiled when she reached him, "Thanks. It felt kind of…weird hitting mamma like that." Usagi admitted.

"I thought it was too! And she's not even my mum!" Trunks added his opinion to their discussion. "I was scared I was going to hurt her."

"Me too."

Gohan watched as Goten threw his first punch towards their mother. "Mum wouldn't let you guys do it if she thought she couldn't handle it. Did either of you pick up what Goten just did wrong?" both shook their heads negatively, "He's gone and used the crook of his arm for his punch. He should get it right this time though." Just as Gohan had predicted, Goten scored a better punch than he had the first time.

"Nicely done, Goten."

ChiChi checked the time on her wrist, deciding it was time for a break. Her arm had begun to throb with pain, and she could feel a bruise forming on her arm. They hadn't quiet been as weak as she had first thought out…but they hadn't been that strong either now that she really thought about it. "Come on everyone, we'll take a lunch break before we get back into it."

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Oh my god! I am so slow now! I wouldn't be surprised if this fic was put onto the second page for its really slow updates! But, as it always is, I've been busy lately. I'm getting more homework now, and then I got to fit it in with swimming twice a week and then tennis which is three practices a week and then a comp day as well. phew so busy! But I got it up FINALLY! Sorry everyone! I hope this was worth the wait…be a bit of a shame if it wasn't. I really liked the beginning of this chapter though! But these chapters are in so much more detail than I originally had planned out for them, which means there longer, and I have to cut it into two, so I'm not predicting when something is going to happen anymore unless I am POSSITIVE it will happen next chapter!

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