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characters.
Hello everyone, I'm back with a chapter that I hope you like. I know that it's been ages and I'm sorry and I beg for your forgiveness ::gets on knees and begs:: but I got ::shudders:: writer's block.
Anywho, I'm not sure if the plot is quite right, it's been at least a year since I've seen these episodes and I don't quite remember them perfectly...so if you could be patient and perhaps tell me where I'm wrong, that would be great. Anywho, I hope you like the chapter. _____________________________________________________________
I finally walked out of the Hyperbolic-time chamber after a year...or 24 hours, depending on who you ask. Either way it had lasted way too long for me. My mother had decided to give me some intense training. She had let me clean up before leaving the Chamber, but I was still exhausted and sleep depraved. I was so tired that she didn't notice the people standing around until I ran into someone. "I'm sorry," I said quickly.
"So you're the one who's taking so long. I should've known that it'd be a girl."
"Hey," I said looking up to find myself staring into to face of the purple-haired guy again. "Oh, hello," I said hoping that he wouldn't notice the five shades of red I had just turned.
"Hello," he smiled. "I don't believe we've been introduced, my name is..."
"Trunks," I finished for him...'How did I know that?' I thought.
"How'd you know?" He read my mind. I shrugged. I was just as confused as he was.
"Hurry up," Vegeta yelled bringing us out of our thoughts.
"Nice to see you, too," Joy called after him. He turned around and gave me an evil look before proceeding into the Chamber. "You're honestly going in there with him? Are you crazy?" I asked Trunks.
"Hey, that's my father you're talking about...but yes, we're going to train together. Well, see ya in...a year I guess."
"Yeah, see ya, and good luck, you're gonna need it." I said as he walked into the Chamber. I started at the door for a few moments hoping for one more glance of him, but it didn't happen. I then turned around and realized that everyone else was on Kami's look-out as well. Everyone was giving me these looks that said "I know what your up to." "What?!" I asked.
"Nothing," Krillin said mischievously.
"You like him," Gohan said smiling.
"I do not!" I exclaimed trying my hardest to think of a different subject. "So..." 'Come on brain, think.' I thought desperately, "Why are you all here?"
"Joy, use your training, I know that you can figure it out," my mother told me. I rolled my eyes and started using my feelings.
"Mother! You knew! You kept me away from it! Why?" I exclaimed.
"Because, dear, you weren't ready." That wasn't good enough for me. I quickly turned to the others. I wasn't in the mood for a fight with my mom.
"Well, what happened?" I asked ignoring my mom clearing her throat.
***
"You can kill me now if you want." I heard.
"WHAT!" I exclaimed. "How can he do that?"
Piccolo turned around. "For the tenth time, STOP DOING THAT!"
I had learned that as long as I was touching Piccolo then I could hear as well as he could. I had discovered this when, in my tiredness and clumsiness, I had tripped and Piccolo had caught me and I had heard the conversation between Trunks and Cell loud and clear. Since then I had tried my best to listen to as much of the fight as I could.
"It was only the eighth!" But Piccolo was too concentrated on the conversation below to notice that I had said anything. Normally this would annoy me, but now it was useful. I lightly touched his back so I could eavesdrop, too.
"No, I think I'll let you live. I could use the challenge."
"Wh...what do you mean?" Trunks responded.
"Can you improve as much as you did again?"
"Why?"
"I need a challenge, so I think that I will host some...games."
"What?"
"Don't worry, I will give you the details later, just watch your TV."
"What? What do you mean?" But it was no use, Cell was already gone.
I waited breathlessly for Trunks to come back. How dare he give up that easily. Finally, when he landed on Kami's Look-out, I ran up to him and slapped him. "Ow! What was that for?"
"That was for giving up!"
"I'm sorry, but I was humiliated and I knew that I couldn't beat him."
"So, that's no reason to just quit!"
"I'm sorry, please forgive me," he pleaded.
I stared at him for a few seconds. Finally I smiled. "Sorry, that just scared me when you gave up." I would find it easier to be mad at him if he wasn't so cute.
Trunks smiled, "That's okay. Where's Goku, we have a lot to talk about."
***
"So, tell me about your past," I said to Trunks several days later. We were at Capsule Corp. waiting for Cell's announcement about the Cell Games. Right now Trunks and I were the only ones in the room...can't you see the disappointment in my face? Mr. Briefs was working on some invention or another. Mrs. Briefs was cooking. Vegeta was in the gravity chamber and Master Roshi was watching some exercise show in the other room. Everyone else was shopping for food (I mean, come on, two full blood Saiyans and three half blood Saiyans plus other guests staying over for a while, you're gonna run out of food.)
"What about it?"
"Everything."
"Everything?"
"Yep, everything."
"Well, I was born in Capsule Corp. At 5:15 pm. I took one breath, then another, then, guess what, I took another breath!"
I laughed and pushed him. "No, you know what I mean."
"Are you sure?" I nodded. "Oh, okay. For as long as I can remember, the androids have terrorized the world. I grew up hiding in my house and watching the world die. Most of the Z fighters were dead before I was two. All of them in fact, except Gohan. He trained me and helped my mom raise me. Then, the androids killed him, too. After that I spent all of my time training. Then one day, my mom thought of an idea. Maybe I could go to the past and warn the Z fighters and save them from their fate. So I came and killed Frieza and his dad, warned Goku, and gave him medicine to help him fight the virus he would get. Then I came here."
"That's sad. I mean the androids destroying everything and all."
"Yeah, but I plan on being able to defeat them when I get back." He gave me a sad smile, so I hugged him.
"Anyway," he said as I pulled away.
"Anywho," I said.
"What?"
"You've never heard anywho?" I thought that everyone had heard anywho. He shook his head. "Wow."
"So, what were you doing in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber that day?" He was trying to change the subject. I decided to humor him, but only because I wanted to tell him about my real father.
"Well," I started, but I was interrupted because everyone came home at that moment.
Bulma took one look at the two of us sitting on the couch and said, "And what have you two been doing?"
"Is that lip-gloss I see on Trunks?" Goku teased.
Trunks and I both turned bright red. "I'm not even wearing lip-gloss today!"
"Sorry, I just assumed that you were because you seem to be wearing more make-up now that Trunks is around."
"I have not!" I was probably the reddest I had ever been at that moment. Goku was right, I was wearing more make-up now that Trunks was around...but not for Trunks!!
Goku was about to respond when Master Roshi came running into the room. "Turn on the TV!" he yelled. Tian, who was closest to the TV, turned it on and right away we recognized the face of Cell. _____________________________________________________________
Thanks to all my reviewers, please don't stop. I hope liked the chapter and I'm so sorry for the delay. Lotsa love,
GOD bless,
* dopey *
Hello everyone, I'm back with a chapter that I hope you like. I know that it's been ages and I'm sorry and I beg for your forgiveness ::gets on knees and begs:: but I got ::shudders:: writer's block.
Anywho, I'm not sure if the plot is quite right, it's been at least a year since I've seen these episodes and I don't quite remember them perfectly...so if you could be patient and perhaps tell me where I'm wrong, that would be great. Anywho, I hope you like the chapter. _____________________________________________________________
I finally walked out of the Hyperbolic-time chamber after a year...or 24 hours, depending on who you ask. Either way it had lasted way too long for me. My mother had decided to give me some intense training. She had let me clean up before leaving the Chamber, but I was still exhausted and sleep depraved. I was so tired that she didn't notice the people standing around until I ran into someone. "I'm sorry," I said quickly.
"So you're the one who's taking so long. I should've known that it'd be a girl."
"Hey," I said looking up to find myself staring into to face of the purple-haired guy again. "Oh, hello," I said hoping that he wouldn't notice the five shades of red I had just turned.
"Hello," he smiled. "I don't believe we've been introduced, my name is..."
"Trunks," I finished for him...'How did I know that?' I thought.
"How'd you know?" He read my mind. I shrugged. I was just as confused as he was.
"Hurry up," Vegeta yelled bringing us out of our thoughts.
"Nice to see you, too," Joy called after him. He turned around and gave me an evil look before proceeding into the Chamber. "You're honestly going in there with him? Are you crazy?" I asked Trunks.
"Hey, that's my father you're talking about...but yes, we're going to train together. Well, see ya in...a year I guess."
"Yeah, see ya, and good luck, you're gonna need it." I said as he walked into the Chamber. I started at the door for a few moments hoping for one more glance of him, but it didn't happen. I then turned around and realized that everyone else was on Kami's look-out as well. Everyone was giving me these looks that said "I know what your up to." "What?!" I asked.
"Nothing," Krillin said mischievously.
"You like him," Gohan said smiling.
"I do not!" I exclaimed trying my hardest to think of a different subject. "So..." 'Come on brain, think.' I thought desperately, "Why are you all here?"
"Joy, use your training, I know that you can figure it out," my mother told me. I rolled my eyes and started using my feelings.
"Mother! You knew! You kept me away from it! Why?" I exclaimed.
"Because, dear, you weren't ready." That wasn't good enough for me. I quickly turned to the others. I wasn't in the mood for a fight with my mom.
"Well, what happened?" I asked ignoring my mom clearing her throat.
***
"You can kill me now if you want." I heard.
"WHAT!" I exclaimed. "How can he do that?"
Piccolo turned around. "For the tenth time, STOP DOING THAT!"
I had learned that as long as I was touching Piccolo then I could hear as well as he could. I had discovered this when, in my tiredness and clumsiness, I had tripped and Piccolo had caught me and I had heard the conversation between Trunks and Cell loud and clear. Since then I had tried my best to listen to as much of the fight as I could.
"It was only the eighth!" But Piccolo was too concentrated on the conversation below to notice that I had said anything. Normally this would annoy me, but now it was useful. I lightly touched his back so I could eavesdrop, too.
"No, I think I'll let you live. I could use the challenge."
"Wh...what do you mean?" Trunks responded.
"Can you improve as much as you did again?"
"Why?"
"I need a challenge, so I think that I will host some...games."
"What?"
"Don't worry, I will give you the details later, just watch your TV."
"What? What do you mean?" But it was no use, Cell was already gone.
I waited breathlessly for Trunks to come back. How dare he give up that easily. Finally, when he landed on Kami's Look-out, I ran up to him and slapped him. "Ow! What was that for?"
"That was for giving up!"
"I'm sorry, but I was humiliated and I knew that I couldn't beat him."
"So, that's no reason to just quit!"
"I'm sorry, please forgive me," he pleaded.
I stared at him for a few seconds. Finally I smiled. "Sorry, that just scared me when you gave up." I would find it easier to be mad at him if he wasn't so cute.
Trunks smiled, "That's okay. Where's Goku, we have a lot to talk about."
***
"So, tell me about your past," I said to Trunks several days later. We were at Capsule Corp. waiting for Cell's announcement about the Cell Games. Right now Trunks and I were the only ones in the room...can't you see the disappointment in my face? Mr. Briefs was working on some invention or another. Mrs. Briefs was cooking. Vegeta was in the gravity chamber and Master Roshi was watching some exercise show in the other room. Everyone else was shopping for food (I mean, come on, two full blood Saiyans and three half blood Saiyans plus other guests staying over for a while, you're gonna run out of food.)
"What about it?"
"Everything."
"Everything?"
"Yep, everything."
"Well, I was born in Capsule Corp. At 5:15 pm. I took one breath, then another, then, guess what, I took another breath!"
I laughed and pushed him. "No, you know what I mean."
"Are you sure?" I nodded. "Oh, okay. For as long as I can remember, the androids have terrorized the world. I grew up hiding in my house and watching the world die. Most of the Z fighters were dead before I was two. All of them in fact, except Gohan. He trained me and helped my mom raise me. Then, the androids killed him, too. After that I spent all of my time training. Then one day, my mom thought of an idea. Maybe I could go to the past and warn the Z fighters and save them from their fate. So I came and killed Frieza and his dad, warned Goku, and gave him medicine to help him fight the virus he would get. Then I came here."
"That's sad. I mean the androids destroying everything and all."
"Yeah, but I plan on being able to defeat them when I get back." He gave me a sad smile, so I hugged him.
"Anyway," he said as I pulled away.
"Anywho," I said.
"What?"
"You've never heard anywho?" I thought that everyone had heard anywho. He shook his head. "Wow."
"So, what were you doing in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber that day?" He was trying to change the subject. I decided to humor him, but only because I wanted to tell him about my real father.
"Well," I started, but I was interrupted because everyone came home at that moment.
Bulma took one look at the two of us sitting on the couch and said, "And what have you two been doing?"
"Is that lip-gloss I see on Trunks?" Goku teased.
Trunks and I both turned bright red. "I'm not even wearing lip-gloss today!"
"Sorry, I just assumed that you were because you seem to be wearing more make-up now that Trunks is around."
"I have not!" I was probably the reddest I had ever been at that moment. Goku was right, I was wearing more make-up now that Trunks was around...but not for Trunks!!
Goku was about to respond when Master Roshi came running into the room. "Turn on the TV!" he yelled. Tian, who was closest to the TV, turned it on and right away we recognized the face of Cell. _____________________________________________________________
Thanks to all my reviewers, please don't stop. I hope liked the chapter and I'm so sorry for the delay. Lotsa love,
GOD bless,
* dopey *