Ah, yes- you all secretly hate me... I know you do. -_-
Sorry guys, I'm really depressed right now, but I'll try and keep ya'll
happy with a super long chapter, that I will. The next chapter will drone
for so long that by the end of it you'll want to crawl under your chair and
sleep. Seriously. That happens to be one of my excuses for not updating in
weeks...
Oh, yeah. Hehe, I kinda had to move the rating up a little. ^_______^' Um... yeah... That'll explain itself later.
Pan Son: 22, Trunks Brief: 24, Bra Brief: 21, Goten Son: 23 Marron Chestnut: 23
Disclaimer: Use your brain- think about it until your head starts to hurt.
~*~*~
"Slacker."
One year. That's all it took for my life to be entirely thrown off. And it was all because of some saiyan wench. Yes, she was very appealing through her fiery attitude and rugged natural beauty. I was beginning to hate her for it. I ached to see what she had become through the months. And I also ached to pick my beaten body off the ground.
Father snorted when I rolled on my back coughing. I regretted letting my hair grow out. My tight schedule had prevented me from finding time to get it cut and now the long wisps stung in my eyes. They hung in damp wavy locks against my skull as I wiped sweat from my face, especially around my forehead.
"Perhaps you should rest. That is, unless you're finished eating dirt."
I scowled at my father's thoughtless words and watched him leave. I was left to struggle to my feet. My body stung when my senses revealed innumerable abrasions and bruises. A deep cut near my right eye obscured my vision.
Pain was just an angry reminder of weakness. Disgusted with myself, I found a new energy and staggered into the nearest regeneration tank, still fully clothed.
The healing took hours. When I emerged from the tank, the computer analysis reported that my wounds were more severe than I had originally thought. Before sliding off my soaked shirt, I read a list of injuries: two broken ribs, a fractured pelvis, one cracked shoulder blade, a shattered collar bone, and my right hand had been nearly disintegrated. My diaphragm had been slightly compressed due to a blow to my stomach, and a note of internal bleeding flashed across a pale blue screen.
My Anti-Christ father had given me a real beating. (Ouchies.) But the pain makes me stronger...
A strong fume lingered around the room. It smelled distinctly of disinfectant and regeneration fluids. Deciding it was time for a shower, I headed to the bathroom that was conveniently built in with the complex training space.
The water stung as it pounded against my bare flesh. A hazy fog lingered after I finished bathing. It was so thick that condensed water had dripped into puddles on the sink. I wrapped a thick cotton towel around my waist and paced to my room, careful to avoid anyone who happened to be in the house. The air felt cooler outside of the bathroom, so I was quick to change into loose clothes. My crisp bed sheets looked inviting. I plopped down on the comfy mattress and let myself drown into the realm of dreams.
The only things that flashed through my mind were dark flowing hair and gleaming midnight eyes...
~*~
It was night when I woke up rubbing my temples. Lavender wisps were everywhere, veiling my vision with purple. I shook my hair back into its place, yawned, and then stretched since my muscles felt a little achy. I curled into a fetal position then let my limbs straighten out as I laid spread-eagle, staring at the ceiling. It was suddenly more interesting than before.
An abrupt knocking startled me from my daze. I automatically knew who it was.
"What do you want, Bra?"
The foot of my bed sunk in as when baby sister sat to talk. I knew Bra would say something by the way she ran a worried hand through the straight blue strands framing her youthful face. She looked tired as her tail swung idly behind her. Mine twitched after I saw that my sister seemed much older than she was.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing- you've been a bit down lately. What's up?"
I sat up on my elbows to read Bra's features; she was an open book. Her concerned azure orbs searched my expression for any type of answer.
"I'm fine..."
"Really? It doesn't look like that to me," a voice said.
Bra and I looked around in bewilderment.
A young woman was standing in the doorway. A soft smile made its way across her pretty face. Her sun-kissed hair shined from the lamp on my nightstand.
"Do I know you?" Bra asked forcefully. The woman only stared at her in surprise.
"Bra, it's me."
My little sister glared at the girl skeptically. As realization crept up on her, the tears came.
"Mar?"
Was this not the girl who went missing nearly five years ago? The one who was stripped away from her family all this time? The one who had involuntarily claimed her undying love for me...?
In less than a second, Bra was sobbing with her arms around her friend. I remained speechless. Marron was back. My childhood friend was safe.
I met Marron's gaze, and watched the tears fall freely from her eyes. Bra released the woman to let me take her into my embrace. Before I could stop myself, my mouth was pressed firmly against Marron's, as I was caught up in the moment. Bra smirked, not minding us at all, but instead she became caught up in silly laughter.
Little did I know that my mother had seen the whole thing.
~*~*~
Okay, so this addition wasn't that long, I know. If I had made it any longer, it would've screwed up the whole thing... Get my drift? No? Oh. That's okay. Hey- just because Trunks kissed Marron doesn't mean anything, so please don't nag me about it. They're just really good friends. I've seen people do that plenty of times.
School's been a witch... U_U I've had a billion semester tests, projects, and chores. Not to mention soccer games, church, and band trips. My schedule is packed... I think I have stress problems. Great.
Hey- you readers really cheer me up, though. I feel all warm and fuzzy inside whenever I read you guys' reviews.
Thanks everyone! (SS5Tigger, v son saiyan, Trupan, Trunksie Chick, Pan- Chan42, Risika Shardae, QueenPan1295, ladybugg, Cute-kitty2, Kirie05, Amy 85, Ramandeep Kaur) Hey, if I forgot anyone's name, I'm sorry 'bout that- I have to get up a 5 A.M. tomorrow and I haven't gotten enough sleep as it is... Bear with me, people!
Oh, and review, please! It'll make my day brighter... ^__^'
Oh, yeah. Hehe, I kinda had to move the rating up a little. ^_______^' Um... yeah... That'll explain itself later.
Pan Son: 22, Trunks Brief: 24, Bra Brief: 21, Goten Son: 23 Marron Chestnut: 23
Disclaimer: Use your brain- think about it until your head starts to hurt.
~*~*~
"Slacker."
One year. That's all it took for my life to be entirely thrown off. And it was all because of some saiyan wench. Yes, she was very appealing through her fiery attitude and rugged natural beauty. I was beginning to hate her for it. I ached to see what she had become through the months. And I also ached to pick my beaten body off the ground.
Father snorted when I rolled on my back coughing. I regretted letting my hair grow out. My tight schedule had prevented me from finding time to get it cut and now the long wisps stung in my eyes. They hung in damp wavy locks against my skull as I wiped sweat from my face, especially around my forehead.
"Perhaps you should rest. That is, unless you're finished eating dirt."
I scowled at my father's thoughtless words and watched him leave. I was left to struggle to my feet. My body stung when my senses revealed innumerable abrasions and bruises. A deep cut near my right eye obscured my vision.
Pain was just an angry reminder of weakness. Disgusted with myself, I found a new energy and staggered into the nearest regeneration tank, still fully clothed.
The healing took hours. When I emerged from the tank, the computer analysis reported that my wounds were more severe than I had originally thought. Before sliding off my soaked shirt, I read a list of injuries: two broken ribs, a fractured pelvis, one cracked shoulder blade, a shattered collar bone, and my right hand had been nearly disintegrated. My diaphragm had been slightly compressed due to a blow to my stomach, and a note of internal bleeding flashed across a pale blue screen.
My Anti-Christ father had given me a real beating. (Ouchies.) But the pain makes me stronger...
A strong fume lingered around the room. It smelled distinctly of disinfectant and regeneration fluids. Deciding it was time for a shower, I headed to the bathroom that was conveniently built in with the complex training space.
The water stung as it pounded against my bare flesh. A hazy fog lingered after I finished bathing. It was so thick that condensed water had dripped into puddles on the sink. I wrapped a thick cotton towel around my waist and paced to my room, careful to avoid anyone who happened to be in the house. The air felt cooler outside of the bathroom, so I was quick to change into loose clothes. My crisp bed sheets looked inviting. I plopped down on the comfy mattress and let myself drown into the realm of dreams.
The only things that flashed through my mind were dark flowing hair and gleaming midnight eyes...
~*~
It was night when I woke up rubbing my temples. Lavender wisps were everywhere, veiling my vision with purple. I shook my hair back into its place, yawned, and then stretched since my muscles felt a little achy. I curled into a fetal position then let my limbs straighten out as I laid spread-eagle, staring at the ceiling. It was suddenly more interesting than before.
An abrupt knocking startled me from my daze. I automatically knew who it was.
"What do you want, Bra?"
The foot of my bed sunk in as when baby sister sat to talk. I knew Bra would say something by the way she ran a worried hand through the straight blue strands framing her youthful face. She looked tired as her tail swung idly behind her. Mine twitched after I saw that my sister seemed much older than she was.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing- you've been a bit down lately. What's up?"
I sat up on my elbows to read Bra's features; she was an open book. Her concerned azure orbs searched my expression for any type of answer.
"I'm fine..."
"Really? It doesn't look like that to me," a voice said.
Bra and I looked around in bewilderment.
A young woman was standing in the doorway. A soft smile made its way across her pretty face. Her sun-kissed hair shined from the lamp on my nightstand.
"Do I know you?" Bra asked forcefully. The woman only stared at her in surprise.
"Bra, it's me."
My little sister glared at the girl skeptically. As realization crept up on her, the tears came.
"Mar?"
Was this not the girl who went missing nearly five years ago? The one who was stripped away from her family all this time? The one who had involuntarily claimed her undying love for me...?
In less than a second, Bra was sobbing with her arms around her friend. I remained speechless. Marron was back. My childhood friend was safe.
I met Marron's gaze, and watched the tears fall freely from her eyes. Bra released the woman to let me take her into my embrace. Before I could stop myself, my mouth was pressed firmly against Marron's, as I was caught up in the moment. Bra smirked, not minding us at all, but instead she became caught up in silly laughter.
Little did I know that my mother had seen the whole thing.
~*~*~
Okay, so this addition wasn't that long, I know. If I had made it any longer, it would've screwed up the whole thing... Get my drift? No? Oh. That's okay. Hey- just because Trunks kissed Marron doesn't mean anything, so please don't nag me about it. They're just really good friends. I've seen people do that plenty of times.
School's been a witch... U_U I've had a billion semester tests, projects, and chores. Not to mention soccer games, church, and band trips. My schedule is packed... I think I have stress problems. Great.
Hey- you readers really cheer me up, though. I feel all warm and fuzzy inside whenever I read you guys' reviews.
Thanks everyone! (SS5Tigger, v son saiyan, Trupan, Trunksie Chick, Pan- Chan42, Risika Shardae, QueenPan1295, ladybugg, Cute-kitty2, Kirie05, Amy 85, Ramandeep Kaur) Hey, if I forgot anyone's name, I'm sorry 'bout that- I have to get up a 5 A.M. tomorrow and I haven't gotten enough sleep as it is... Bear with me, people!
Oh, and review, please! It'll make my day brighter... ^__^'