2nd chapter here.....um.....I guess this is Trunks' little thingamadooder so
hang in tight until they meet! Enjoy! And review! By the way, sorry it
took so long to update. I just found out I had a summer reading
assignment. Which stinks, but it has to be done. Great Expectations here
I come!
A young (and very handsome) man with lilac (yes, I think it's lilac you fools!!! Muahahaha!!!) hair lay on his bed, sighed, and continued staring up at the ceiling. What else was there to do? He ticked off his list of activities for the past six weeks on his fingers: Train, eat, train, sleep, eat some more, sleep, train, train, eat, sleep, eat. Ok, he'd had plenty to do! Oh, and take a shower occasionally, maybe pick up the dirty clothes around his room, but even that was too painful without the nagging of his mother. More than enough space for one person, his apartment was still small compared to the grandeur of the Capsule Corp. mansion he had once lived in as a little boy. But it, like most other things in Trunks' life, had been destroyed by the androids.
'I can't stand living here......maybe I should move to a smaller apartment,' he thought. He hadn't even looked in his mother's room since she had died. He winced his eyes in pain and thought, 'Why do I keep telling myself she died? I can't even admit it to myself. She's not gone because she was too old or too sick. She was murdered.' He felt his heart pace quicken and he closed his eyes in pure, unadulterated hatred as he contemplated the facts. 'How is a twenty-two year old half-sayajin supposed to exact revenge when the objects of revenge are twice as powerful as himself?' Too many times he had asked himself the same question with the same answer every time: 'Go SSJ2......Which is......impossible......for me at least. I don't have enough training. Gohan died too early to get me any farther than Super-Sayajin. A lot of good that did. I hate him for dying! I hate him for leaving me on that stupid rock while he went and got himself killed!!!!' A sigh escaped from his lips.
"I need to get out of this place." A rather unnecessary observation as he was already grabbing his short purple Capsule Corp. jacket and heading out the door. As soon as he had protected himself against the chill of February, he flew upwards into the sky in a blaze of ki. The moon hung low in the sky and at his altitude, the man could see every star shining in the sky. He was above the clouds and couldn't see the lights of the city because of their thick cover. 'Maybe I should......no, mom would kill me.' He thought as he pondered the consequences of going to some "evil and forbidden" place like a nightclub to relieve his extreme boredness. And then he realized with a sharp pang that his mother would not kill him, because she wasn't there. Then the dam holding his flood of memories back burst and his mother's voice floated into his head.
"AND TRUNKS VEGETA BREIFS!!!!!! IF I EVER FIND YOU IN ONE OF THOSE EVIL AND ABSOLUTELY FORBIDDEN PLACES I'LL RIP YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!!!!!! Do you know what kind of people go into those places???? Huh? Corrupt people! The kind that'll slip drugs into your drink or something!!!!!!!!!! And the drinking!!!!!!! NEVER!!!! I don't care if you're of age you are NEVER going to let a drop of alcohol pass your innocent lips!!!!!!!!! NEVER!" All this had been shouted right after Trunks had asked his mother where she had met his father, Vegeta. She had answered that they had met through Goku and, while becoming increasingly reminiscent, had mentioned that their first date had been at a nightclub and that "your father danced like a dream," at which point she had burst out warning Trunks not to touch one of those places even thought Trunks reminded her several times that he was a sayajin and not many corrupt people would be able to harm him.
Tears threatened to break his sayajin pride into pieces as he flew through the night air, and suddenly he was very glad for the cloud cover. Soon he had cleared all traces of the memory from his head, but as always, his mother, Bulma's presence lurked about him, creating a dull ache of longing in his heart. And suddenly the pride and spite that he had inherited from his father began to take over in the face of pain and he decided to spite his mother's memory, and perhaps make her shout her lungs out in the afterlife while watching him break her rule and he descended below the clouds to search for any type of "evil and forbidden" place he could find. He knew that once he died he was in for the beating of his life.
The first thing he saw as he descended was a huge vertical neon sign reading, "High Voltage." "Why not?" he said, to no one in particular. He flew down closer, then walked the last block to the building and handed money to the guy outside the door. He walked in and immediately realized why it had been named High Voltage. Four huge generators stood in the four corners of the room and huge volts of electricity bounced from the top of one generator to the next. After he had been jostled by several people, as he was still standing in the entrance, which consisted of a flight of stairs leading down to the dance floor and the bar, he walked to the railing of the left side to move away from the incoming crowd. He looked around in curiosity and decided it wasn't such a bad place...other than the fact that if you wanted to find someone in particular it would be nearly impossible, as the masses of bodies were so packed that it was hard to tell where one person ended and the other began. Maybe he would be daring and go get a drink first. But his mind had suddenly forgotten all about the alcohol that he had wanted to try for so long as he noticed the one person in the whole place who stood out. He knew he had to meet her...
OOOOOOOOoooooooo.....I'll give you three guesses who it is......ha ha. Hope ya liked it. I know it's short but this was a good place to end it 'cuz the next part's long. So yes, the next chapter will be longer.....hopefully a lot longer. Hope ff.net won't do anything screwy to my fic this chapter around. Yadadadadadadadada.....and really bad eggs........ta luvs!
A young (and very handsome) man with lilac (yes, I think it's lilac you fools!!! Muahahaha!!!) hair lay on his bed, sighed, and continued staring up at the ceiling. What else was there to do? He ticked off his list of activities for the past six weeks on his fingers: Train, eat, train, sleep, eat some more, sleep, train, train, eat, sleep, eat. Ok, he'd had plenty to do! Oh, and take a shower occasionally, maybe pick up the dirty clothes around his room, but even that was too painful without the nagging of his mother. More than enough space for one person, his apartment was still small compared to the grandeur of the Capsule Corp. mansion he had once lived in as a little boy. But it, like most other things in Trunks' life, had been destroyed by the androids.
'I can't stand living here......maybe I should move to a smaller apartment,' he thought. He hadn't even looked in his mother's room since she had died. He winced his eyes in pain and thought, 'Why do I keep telling myself she died? I can't even admit it to myself. She's not gone because she was too old or too sick. She was murdered.' He felt his heart pace quicken and he closed his eyes in pure, unadulterated hatred as he contemplated the facts. 'How is a twenty-two year old half-sayajin supposed to exact revenge when the objects of revenge are twice as powerful as himself?' Too many times he had asked himself the same question with the same answer every time: 'Go SSJ2......Which is......impossible......for me at least. I don't have enough training. Gohan died too early to get me any farther than Super-Sayajin. A lot of good that did. I hate him for dying! I hate him for leaving me on that stupid rock while he went and got himself killed!!!!' A sigh escaped from his lips.
"I need to get out of this place." A rather unnecessary observation as he was already grabbing his short purple Capsule Corp. jacket and heading out the door. As soon as he had protected himself against the chill of February, he flew upwards into the sky in a blaze of ki. The moon hung low in the sky and at his altitude, the man could see every star shining in the sky. He was above the clouds and couldn't see the lights of the city because of their thick cover. 'Maybe I should......no, mom would kill me.' He thought as he pondered the consequences of going to some "evil and forbidden" place like a nightclub to relieve his extreme boredness. And then he realized with a sharp pang that his mother would not kill him, because she wasn't there. Then the dam holding his flood of memories back burst and his mother's voice floated into his head.
"AND TRUNKS VEGETA BREIFS!!!!!! IF I EVER FIND YOU IN ONE OF THOSE EVIL AND ABSOLUTELY FORBIDDEN PLACES I'LL RIP YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!!!!!! Do you know what kind of people go into those places???? Huh? Corrupt people! The kind that'll slip drugs into your drink or something!!!!!!!!!! And the drinking!!!!!!! NEVER!!!! I don't care if you're of age you are NEVER going to let a drop of alcohol pass your innocent lips!!!!!!!!! NEVER!" All this had been shouted right after Trunks had asked his mother where she had met his father, Vegeta. She had answered that they had met through Goku and, while becoming increasingly reminiscent, had mentioned that their first date had been at a nightclub and that "your father danced like a dream," at which point she had burst out warning Trunks not to touch one of those places even thought Trunks reminded her several times that he was a sayajin and not many corrupt people would be able to harm him.
Tears threatened to break his sayajin pride into pieces as he flew through the night air, and suddenly he was very glad for the cloud cover. Soon he had cleared all traces of the memory from his head, but as always, his mother, Bulma's presence lurked about him, creating a dull ache of longing in his heart. And suddenly the pride and spite that he had inherited from his father began to take over in the face of pain and he decided to spite his mother's memory, and perhaps make her shout her lungs out in the afterlife while watching him break her rule and he descended below the clouds to search for any type of "evil and forbidden" place he could find. He knew that once he died he was in for the beating of his life.
The first thing he saw as he descended was a huge vertical neon sign reading, "High Voltage." "Why not?" he said, to no one in particular. He flew down closer, then walked the last block to the building and handed money to the guy outside the door. He walked in and immediately realized why it had been named High Voltage. Four huge generators stood in the four corners of the room and huge volts of electricity bounced from the top of one generator to the next. After he had been jostled by several people, as he was still standing in the entrance, which consisted of a flight of stairs leading down to the dance floor and the bar, he walked to the railing of the left side to move away from the incoming crowd. He looked around in curiosity and decided it wasn't such a bad place...other than the fact that if you wanted to find someone in particular it would be nearly impossible, as the masses of bodies were so packed that it was hard to tell where one person ended and the other began. Maybe he would be daring and go get a drink first. But his mind had suddenly forgotten all about the alcohol that he had wanted to try for so long as he noticed the one person in the whole place who stood out. He knew he had to meet her...
OOOOOOOOoooooooo.....I'll give you three guesses who it is......ha ha. Hope ya liked it. I know it's short but this was a good place to end it 'cuz the next part's long. So yes, the next chapter will be longer.....hopefully a lot longer. Hope ff.net won't do anything screwy to my fic this chapter around. Yadadadadadadadada.....and really bad eggs........ta luvs!