A/N: it's been a while since I've even checked , but I'm getting back into the groove. I've decided to finish this chapter, thanks for the reviews people! I'm soooo sorry for the incredibly long wait; I've been caught up doing a bunch of other stuff. I hope this chapter will be worth the wait!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from GT or DBZ, but Zelda is my own rp character and I'd appreciate it if you didn't steal her.

Chapter eight: A spar... and something else

Trunks answered the door when the doorbell rang, still in his pajamas. He had just woken up, even though it was already almost noon. He was surprised to see Zelda there.

Zelda smirked. "Good morning Mr. Sleepy head. Nice pajamas." She commented, glancing at his teddy bear pajamas.

Trunks blushed. "They were a gift and my other pajamas are in the laundry... anyways, if you wait I can be ready in a few minutes."

Zelda nodded, and Trunks invited her to wait in the living room. She began chatting with Bulma while Trunks went to get dressed.

Trunks came down again in about ten minutes after eating as well. He groaned when he saw his mom, quickly snatching the photo album from her.

"Moooom, you promised you wouldn't show anyone those again!" Trunks complained, terribly embarrassed when he found they had been looking at his baby pictures.

"But you were such a cuuuute little baby, and so chubby!" Zelda said with a grin.

"Ten bucks you don't tell anyone." Trunks said.

Zelda nodded. "Deal."

Trunks gave her the money, and they headed out back to the GR (Gravity Room) to spar.

Fortunately, Vegeta wasn't using the GR, over at the Son's house sparring with Goku again.

Trunks and Zelda agreed on a few rules, one of them being no going super saiyan incase someone thought something was wrong.

The two stood at opposite sides of the GR, and Trunks signaled a go.

Zelda immediately started off with an attack, feinting for his head and kicking his feet out from under him. She then fired a blast, though he blocked.

The spar lasted about twenty minutes, until both of them were starting to wear.

Zelda didn't expect Trunks' next attack, him faking at her feet then hitting her left shoulder.

She fell, signaling a stop. Trunks helped her up, though she looked more tired than Trunks.

"That was a good match," Zelda said. Trunks nodded in agreement.

"We'll have to go again sometime." Said Trunks, glad that he hadn't lost.

Zelda nodded in agreement. "And next time I'll beat you."

Trunks smirked. "I'm sure you will. Hey, all this fighting has made me hungry, want a snack?"

Zelda eagerly nodded in agreement, and headed inside. Both of them were limping slightly from all the low attacks that they hadn't seen in time to block.

Vegeta was already in the kitchen eating when they came in. He looked up at them. "What happened to you two? You look horrible." He was being honest, as usual.

Both of their clothes were rather wrinkled, burnt slightly where energy attacks had hit.

Trunks smirked. "We sparred and I won."

"Well of course you did. You are my son." Vegeta said in his usual way.

Trunks decided to ignore him, and got a snack for Zelda and himself.

Both of them downed the snack, rather hungry from the spar.

Zelda helped clean up the dishes, then sat down again. She didn't want to admit it, but she was getting a rather bad headache, which was odd for her since she never really got them.

Vegeta looked at her. "What's your problem?"

Zelda blinked, looking at Vegeta. "Who, me? Nothing."

Trunks looked concerned. "If something's wrong you should tell us."

Zelda shook her head. "But nothing's wrong.." she looked at the skeptical look on Trunks' face. "Oh fine.. It's just a little headache."

"I can get you some medicine for that." Trunks volunteered, going to the cabinet.

Zelda shook her head, standing up to show she was fine. She was about to protest when he got out a bottle of painkillers, though she collapsed on the floor.

(A/N: Maybe I should just leave it a cliffhanger here... nah, I'm sure you're all dying to know what's going to happen next . )

Zelda woke, looking around. Her vision was a bit blurry at first, but she made out she was in a hospital. The second thing she noticed was the searing pain in her chest, and the oxygen mask on her face.

She tried to move her hand, but found Trunks' was on it. He had fallen asleep beside her hospital bed, his head laying on the edge of the slightly stiff mattress.

Trunks woke up, blinking slightly when he heard Zelda moving.

"How do you feel?" he asked, sitting up.

"Like someone stuck a dagger in my chest and they're twisting it around. But I'll live." Zelda honestly replied. "What happened?"

"You passed out when I was about to give you some medicine, so I took you to the hospital. You had a heart attack, and the doctors had to do emergency surgery or you would have died." Trunks replied, not looking too happy about any of it.

Zelda frowned slightly, though it was hard to see through the oxygen mask. She took it off, placing it on the bed beside her. "I didn't want to worry anyone. Uncle Goku and Aunt Chichi (that was how to spell it, right? I can never remember) were kind enough to let me visit for a while. I didn't want to worry them."

Trunks looked surprised. "So you knew about the heart problems?"

Zelda nodded, looking slightly sad about it. "Yeah, I was born with them. I thought I was through with them, but I guess not."

Trunks shook his head. "You should have told someone. Secrets aren't healthy to keep."

Zelda smirked slightly. "As if it would make much of a difference."

Trunks was about to reply when Chichi and Bulma hurried in, looking rather worried.

"Oh I'm so glad you're awake!" Chichi exclaimed in her motherly way, giving Zelda a rather big hug.

Zelda held back a cry of pain, biting her lip.

When Chichi remembered that she was probably hurting, she quickly let go. "Oh I'm sorry dear, I forgot about that.. how are you feeling?"

Zelda shrugged. "Ok I guess." She gave Trunks a look that said 'spill it and I'll kill you.'

Trunks got the message and kept silent, while Bulma explained in detail the surgery.

Zelda didn't seem too interested, it was just like most of her surgeries and she knew all about them already.

When Bulma finally finished, Zelda had dozed off again. The blue haired lady smiled and quietly left, though Trunks stayed.

When Zelda woke next, she had been moved to another room, the oxygen mask removed. Unfortunately, she still had the annoying IV in her arm. Like her uncle, she would rather die than go to a hospital or get a shot, which stank for her since she was always going to the doctor's.

'Why do I always end up in a hospital?' Zelda wondered. She sat up, relieved to find most of the pain in her chest had gone. She quickly pulled the IV out and stood up, a bit shaky on her feet.

Making sure the door was shut, she snuck over to the window, opening it and glancing down. She was on the fifth floor, not a very far drop for a saiyan.

She was half way out the window when she heard Trunks' voice from behind her.

"You weren't thinking of escaping, were you?" he asked.

Zelda glanced back at him. "Now what would give you that idea?" she asked rather innocently.

Trunks smirked. "Oh, just the fact that you're half way out of the window. And since you're Goku's niece, I'm guessing you hate needles."

Zelda snorted slightly. "Hate needles? I could never hate them. I despise them and whoever it was that invented the retched things."

"Yeah, you're defiantly Goku's niece." Trunks commented. He went over to the window, glancing down. "That's a pretty big fall. Here, I know of a better way to get places from high up."

Trunks called for the flying nimbus. Zelda looked utterly confused. Flying nimbus? Wasn't a nimbus a type of cloud? And they more floated than flew.. wait, how could a cloud help her?

Zelda fell back into the room when the nimbus stopped outside the window. "What the heck is that thing!?" she asked, her eyes widening. She didn't get how a cloud could do that.. they were supposed to just sit there in the sky, raining when they needed to. But a yellow cloud? Those were only supposed to appear at sunset and dawn, and they defiantly didn't do that.

Trunks chuckled and helped her to her feet. "It's a flying nimbus. It was originally Goku's before he could fly. Only people with a pure heart can ride it."

Zelda blinked. "O...k..." she went over to the window again, cautiously touching it. "You're not supposed to be able to touch clouds." She pointed out, awestruck.

Trunks shook his head and climbed out onto the nimbus, helping Zelda on in front of him. ((ok, I'm not sure if Trunks can ride the cloud in the show, but on here he can. Got a problem with that? No? Good.))

Zelda was starting to freak out. "Ok, I'm riding on a cloud, how is this even possible? What if I fall through? I'm gonna die I know it.. I'm probably already dead... This is just king Yamma's ((is that spelled right?) way of getting back at me for that cake I ate back when I was four when I wasn't supposed to."

Trunks shook his head, looping his arms around her waist so she wouldn't fall. "You're fine, and you're defiantly not dead. And you're not about to die." He was on the verge of bursting out in laughter, being the prankster he was, but he didn't want to and end up hurting Zelda's feelings.

"Uh, Zelda? You ok?" Trunks asked when Zelda stopped moving. He looked over at her, and finally did burst out laughing when he saw she had passed out. He took her back inside, putting her back in the hospital bed and making it look like she had never gotten up.

Bulma came in and looked at Zelda. "Oh, she's not up yet. The doctor said that once she wakes up we can take her back to the Son's house, but she has to continue to rest for a while. Poor dear, she's too young to be having heart problems." She shook her head, looking at Zelda.

"Ok, I'll tell her when she gets up." Trunks glanced at the window, his eyes widening slightly when he saw that it was open. He held back a groan, hoping his mom wouldn't suspect anything.

Bulma followed Trunks' gaze over to the window, then walked over to it. She shut it. "Don't want the poor dear to get cold."

Trunks barely kept himself from sighing in relief.

Bulma noticed that Trunks was tense, and looked at him. "Ok, when you're tense you're up to something. What is it?" she asked, eyeing her son.

Trunks shifted slightly. "Err.. nothing..."

"You're defiantly up to something, and I intend to find out." Bulma left, planning on questioning Goten, since the two boys were in on almost everything together.

Trunks let out a sigh of relief, glancing at the door.

A/N: Again I'm sorry for the long wait, but I hope this chappie makes up for it. Please R&R, I wanna know what you guys think about it!

Dark Neon